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Jodi's Story
by markit10 (markit10@yahoo.com)

***

This is the beginning of a rather long story. It has 
many elements from incest to underage sex, rape, lite 
bd, multiple partners, consensual sex, retaliation and 
retribution. If there is interest in more of the story 
I will publish then. So far there are 20 chapters, so, 
available if there is interest. (MF, M/F-teen, inc, 
nc, rp, v, cast, sn, bd, extreme)

***

Chapter 1

Beth and I met when she was 17 and I was 18 at a 
nudist resort our parents belonged to. Three years 
later we were married and two years later Jodi came 
along. Unfortunately, she was our only child because 
Beth’s uterus collapsed during child birth and 
resulting complications over the next two years 
resulted in her having a hysterectomy at the age of 
24. That forever ended our plans for another sibling 
for Jodi. 

We continued our nudist lifestyle whenever we could 
get away to the resort and most of the time at home. 
We had developed a family bonding routine up at the 
resort where after a sauna and shower or after bath 
time at home we took turns giving back massages. Beth 
was absolutely wonderful at rub downs and Jodi would 
be right there to "help" Mommy and then it was our 
turn to give Mommy a rub down. After that we would 
both give Jodi a rub down. It really was family 
bonding time. 

Over about a two year time span, Beth became more and 
more depressed over the surgery, growing more and more 
separated from us and one day I came home from work to 
find her on our bed with several bottles of 
prescriptions open and empty lying beside her lifeless 
body. Obviously that was very traumatic for all of us, 
her family and mine. The one blessing in disguise was 
that Grandma and Grandpa had Jodi that day so she 
didn’t have to see her mom in that condition. Jodi was 
just five then and didn’t fully comprehend the 
magnitude of what was going on, just that she didn’t 
know why daddy cried so much.

 So began the odyssey of my becoming mom and dad. I 
took an extended leave of absence and stayed with her 
for three months watching for signs of stress and 
trauma and when it became evident that Jodi had 
accepted the status quo I hired a nanny and went back 
to work. I tried to maintain the lifestyle we had 
developed before so I continued to take Jodi to the 
nudist resort when we could. We also went hunting and 
fishing whenever we could at the lodge. 

Our lodge really is the epitome of hunting lodges. We 
have all the amenities money can buy. There is an 
Olympic size swimming pool, indoors and heated all 
year long. Showers and a large steam sauna are right 
next to it. There is the fitness center with all the 
most up to date equipment. On the grounds there are 
the skeet and trap ranges along with a 500 yard rifle 
range. We also have a very nice archery course with 
all kinds of target animals. 

We own 2500 acres including a 300 acre lake that is 
stocked with giant hybrid blue gills and red ear 
sunfish, bass, and the occasional northern pike. We 
had decided on the ice fishing trip because we knew 
the lodge would probably be empty and we would be able 
to be our natural selves. The other members only came 
up in the spring for turkey hunting or early fishing. 
Then the summer was mostly family time, swimming, 
fishing, shooting and jet skiing. Then of course, in 
the fall there was turkey and deer hunting, along with 
the occasional wild hog. No-one ever came up in the 
winter, but we kept the pool heated all year, just in 
case.

Jodi was ****** on that fateful day in Dec. We had 
gone up to the sportsman’s club that I, along with 
nineteen other executives owned. Our plan was to do 
some ice fishing on our private, stocked lake. 
Although she was starting to develop into a young lady 
physically, she had always been a tomboy. From the 
time she was seven years old and begged me to let her 
go on a fishing trip with me she was hooked on the 
outdoors. 

I taught her to fish that first year and ever since 
then, she has given me a challenge in keeping up with 
her letting alone beating her. She loves to rub it in 
to all the boys in school how she has caught several 
large fish larger than any of her rivals at school 
have caught. When she was about 6, one of the boys in 
her first grade class called her a liar when she told 
him about the bass she caught so she simply beat him 
up. My little tiger.

The following year she bullied me into taking her on a 
squirrel hunt at the club. I rebelled at first saying 
"you’re just too young", but in the words of the 
classic country song, "You can make a tear go a long, 
long way when you’re Daddy’s little girl". So I bought 
her a pellet gun, taught her how to handle it safely, 
how to shoot it and how to clean it afterwards and let 
her carry it while I was stalking the elusive brer 
squirrel. From there it was a 22 caliber rifle when 
she turned ****** and this year was going to be a 410 
gauge shotgun for rabbits and game birds. However, 
since her birthday is in July and it was only 
December, she was going to have to have to wait.


Chapter 2

Dog, Stitch, TJ and Skinny were the local petty 
criminals in the area. If there was an illegal way to 
make some money you can bet they were involved in it. 
Drugs, car theft, breaking and entering, fencing 
stolen goods, whatever they could do illegally they 
saw no reason to do legally. Stitch was the ring 
leader of the group and the brains of the bunch. He 
got his nickname from the 6" scar on his cheek. A 
souvenir of a knife wielded by someone who had the 
balls to fight back when he tried to rob him in a dark 
alley. He needed 43 stitches to sew his face back up. 
Hence the name. 

Dog was just good old reliable Jimmy Caine. He wasn’t 
too bright, so he fit right in with Stitch’s group 
because he would do whatever Stitch told him to, no 
questions asked. Steal a car? OK. Rape a teenager? OK. 
Nothing was too base for Dog. TJ, short for Timothy 
James Barber, and Skinny, Bobby Saunders, were 
cousins. Some say the result of too much inbreeding 
but no one really knows for sure. Skinny weighs in at 
about 350 pounds and TJ about 270. Both of them are 
big boys and about as bright as a box of rocks. That 
just made them all the more dangerous because they 
never thought anything through. If Stitch said it was 
a good mark, they were all in.

This particular night in December, they were sitting 
around Stitch’s mobile home bored, drinking way too 
much Jack Daniels and beer and trying to figure out 
how to make some quick cash. Skinny says, "How about 
going over to the country club and lifting a car we 
can fence"?

Stitch said, "TJ, go slap him upside the head will 
you? The last time we took a car from there you 
wrapped it around a tree a mile from the club. You 
were totally lucky you didn’t get caught. Since then 
they’ve got perimeter cameras and roving security. 
We’d never get away with it again."

Dog says, "The liquor store is always good for a few 
bucks." "No" Stitch said, "We need something big, 
something we can turn over for quick hard cash."

"How about that huntin’ club over by the swamp?" Asked 
TJ. "We got a nice generator out of there last time 
and we aint been back there in a couple years. Nobody 
ever goes out there in the winter time. Should be easy 
pickings."

Stitch thought about it some then said, "Sounds like a 
plan. You guys load up some beer and some guns. I've 
got to pick up some stuff. I’ll meet you back here."

Half an hour later Stitch drove in the driveway. 
Everyone was waiting. "Hey Skinny, I saw your old 
lady. She said to tell you if you're not home in 
fifteen minutes you ain't getting no pussy for a week.

"Ahh shit! you serious man?

"Serious as a heart attack dude. You better git if you 
want some."

Skinny headed for his pickup. The rest of them piled 
in Dog's panel truck with Stitch and Dog in the front 
seat and TJ in the back heading for highway 29 leading 
out to the Big Creek swamp and the gentlemen’s hunt 
club.


Chapter 3

"Hah! Jodi said as we headed back to the lodge." I 
caught more than you again. You gotta clean them. Hah 
Hah!! When you going to learn to fish?" 

That was our little deal ever since I taught her to 
fish. Whoever caught the most got to get out of 
cleaning. She never did find out that I threw back 
enough fish to make sure she caught the most.

We caught a good mess of fish during the day, so we 
cleaned them and fried them up for supper along with 
some home fries and corn muffins. I make a mean beer 
batter coating that is absolutely delicious on fresh 
caught winter fish. After dinner and cleanup we 
decided to fire up the sauna and work up a really good 
sweat. We let the rocks heat up for about an hour then 
we both stripped down and showered and entered the 
sauna. 

The temperature in the room was already near 90 
degrees and when I sat down on the bench Jodi poured a 
large ladle of water over the rocks. The water 
instantly sizzled and let out a bellow of hot steam 
that rose straight up, hit the ceiling and bounced off 
the walls enveloping our bodies in hot luxury. That 
first shot of steam dissipates pretty fast so Jodi 
bounced back down off the bench and threw another 
ladle on the rocks. 

Again there is that intense sizzle as the water hits 
the rocks and then that enveloping curtain of steam 
just rolls over you relaxing every muscle in your 
body. By this time I am starting to work up a sweat 
and Jodi decides to throw another shot of water on and 
this time the heat is almost too much. 

After about a half hour we are both just pouring sweat 
out of every pore in our body when I say, "Uncle, I’m 
going in the pool" and I race out the door and across 
the walk way to the pool. Let me tell you that after 
opening up all your pores with steam then jumping into 
a cool pool there isn’t a better feeling in the world. 
That first shot of cold water on your open pores 
immediately closes them up. You’ve sweated out the 
poisons in your body and then sealed those pores shut 
before more poisons can get back in.

We played in the pool for a while chasing and 
splashing and decided to call it a night. Getting out 
of the pool and walking naked back to the lodge Jodi 
said," I’ll flip you for the first back rub." 

"OK" I said, "two out of three." I lost and we went to 
the fitness center down the hall where there was a 
professional massage table and Jodi crawled up on it 
lying on her stomach. I began by gently massaging her 
scalp, front to back, side to side then moved down to 
her neck gently kneading her neck muscles, then back 
up to her temples and around her ears. I found some 
lotion in the cabinet next to the table and dripped 
some of that in my hands, rubbing them together to 
warm them up and then slowly massaged the lotion into 
her shoulders and upper back. 

I poured some more into my hands warming it up and 
started slowly and softly massaging it into her back 
starting at her shoulders and moving slowly down her 
back to her waist then back up again. Then back down 
to her waist, over and over, each time with a little 
more firmness and pressure. The soft sighs and mewling 
sounds like a kitten tells me "That feels so good." 

I moved down and started massaging each of her legs 
from her thighs to her calves on down to her feet. 
After a few minutes on her legs I moved back up to her 
head and getting more lotion started massaging at her 
lower back to her waist and then each of her buttocks 
and her hips. As I’m doing that she seems to be making 
more kitten noises and ever so slightly rubbing her 
legs a little bit apart then back together again.

"OK funny face, flip over." She flipped over on her 
back and I started again with her scalp, then her 
face, her cheeks, the curve of her nose, under her 
chin and her neck. I dribbled some cold lotion on her 
chest and began massaging it in to her upper chest, 
her shoulders then her arms again then back to her 
chest rubbing between her little boobie buds down to 
her belly and back up her sides then back down to her 
waist and her belly then slowly back up her tummy and 
around the outside of her breasts. 

Jodi started her periods about a year ago and although 
her breasts and hips hadn't caught up yet, the gentle 
swelling of what would soon become breasts has 
signaled that the boob fairy was definitely on the 
way. Her eyes are closed and she is smiling and making 
those mewling sounds again.

That’s when she floors me. I thought I was ready for 
anything. I have always been honest with her about any 
subject she needs to talk about and she has always 
felt free to discuss anything with me, but this one 
came from left field. "Ummm, Daddy, what’s an orgasm?"

When I catch my breath I’m thinking, "Does she mean 
what I think she means?" I say, "I’m not sure I 
understand what you mean baby."

"Some girls at school were talking by their lockers 
and I thought I heard one of them say her boyfriend 
gave her an orgasm, or something and it was supposed 
to be so fantastic. I want one if it's as good as she 
said."

I was right. She meant what I thought she meant. Oh 
God, what now? I’ve always been honest with her about 
anything she wanted to talk about but, ORGASMS? Well 
shit, here we go.

"Well Honey, an orgasm is about sex. And she was right 
about it being fantastic. It’s a feeling that’s 
impossible to describe and it involves making your sex 
feel good. Remember when you were young you used to 
lay In front of the TV with a pillow between your legs 
and kind of hump on it? It felt really good to you 
didn’t it?" She nodded. 

"When you put your hand between your legs and rub on 
your vagina it feels really good." 

I moved down and began to nervously massage her legs 
while I was talking. "Well if you keep doing that it 
will keep feeling better and better. Pretty soon you 
don’t want to stop, it just feels so good. We haven’t 
talked about it before, but I’m sure you have 
discovered your clitoris by now. That’s the little 
button that starts all the good feelings and if you 
rub it, it will feel better and better and better 
until you feel like you can’t stand any more good 
feelings, but if you keep rubbing it your whole body 
will start to feel like that little clitoris. The more 
you rub it the better it feels and it keeps getting 
better and better until it feels like your whole body 
just explodes in the most intense pleasure you have 
ever felt."

I know I probably didn’t describe it very well; it’s 
something you have to experience to understand. During 
this nervous massage and talk I have massaged her legs 
farther and farther up towards her little girl mound. 
Jodi was beginning to lift her hips to take advantage 
of my probing hands. Suddenly realizing what I was 
doing I pulled back and stopped.

"Could I have an orgasm now?" She asked.

"Well, umm, I don’t know, um, maybe, umm, probably. 
Yes I think you probably could."

"How? What do I do? Can you show me?"

"Honey, I’m your dad. That wouldn’t be appropriate." 
This open candor about sex matters had the unexpected 
result of giving me a raging hard on. Now I’m standing 
at my 12 year old daughter’s feet with a full-fledged 
erection and she doesn’t know it.

"Please Daddy? Just show me how. It sounds great! I 
want to feel an orgasm." She lifted up on her elbows 
and suddenly noticed my predicament. I thought I saw a 
trace of a smile cross her lips. Like I said, we have 
been practicing nudists since she was a baby, and 
nature being what it is she has seen me with a woody 
before. Just never under these conditions.

"If I show you, you have to promise me that if anyone 
ever, for any reason, would ask you where you learned 
that, you have to tell them a girlfriend showed you. 
Understand? Tell me you promise.

"I promise, I really do."

"OK. Here’s how we start. If anything I do makes you 
feel uncomfortable or doesn’t seem right, you just 
tell me to stop and I will. I’m going to start real 
slow and as I work, you should start to feel better 
and better. The feelings might feel a little strange, 
but I promise you will love it when it happens. OK?" 
She nodded her head and I could tell she was excited 
about another new experience. I moved back up behind 
her head and got a good handful of lotion and slowly 
started to massage her belly and waist. 

Moving very slowly, I begin to move my hands down to 
her thighs just barely touching her pubic hairs and 
then move slowly back up her belly between her breasts 
then I gently cup each little breast in my hands and 
tenderly, softly begin to massage all the way around 
them. Then I rub my finger over her little nipples and 
see that they get instantly hard as a rock and she 
really does begin to breathe harder and her legs are 
definitely parting and coming back together. 

I slide back down between her breasts and down to her 
belly and again just barely touch her pubic hairs and 
then slide down between her thighs slowly bringing my 
thumbs all the way up her thighs so they rub against 
her little pussy lips and gently rub those lips 
between my thumbs. I get more lotion and start at her 
lower belly and bring my whole hand between her legs 
and she spreads them wide as I press my hand against 
her folds. 

While I am holding her there she starts to push 
against my hand reflexively and I slowly work my 
middle finger between the folds of her outer lips and 
find her little clit. When I touch it she jumps a 
little so I just leave it there slowly moving it back 
and forth, up and down, around and around that little 
pleasure button and Jodi really starts to buck against 
my hand.
 

Chapter 4

Charlie Whitefeather is the security guard we hired to 
patrol the grounds periodically since we had our 
generator stolen a couple years before. He was ex-navy 
and an instructor for the navy’s SEAL program. He was 
recently retired and bored with nothing to do so when 
we approached him with the idea, he jumped at the 
chance. 

We outfitted him with a 4WD suv and uniform, furnished 
him with a hand gun and sawed off police shotgun 
mounted in the front of the truck. Charlie informed us 
he really didn’t need the weapons, he could do as much 
with his bare hands and a Kbar than most men could do 
with a high powered rifle, but we felt the visual 
knowledge of weapons would be a deterrent to anyone 
foolish enough to try breaking in again. 

His rounds were to be random and at his discretion. 
That was perfect for Charlie and he started right 
away. During the spring, summer and fall seasons, when 
most of the members were around, it was comforting to 
see Charlie’s suv patrolling the area at all hours of 
the day and night. He might be there twice in one day, 
but then no one would see him for two or three days, 
then he would show up at midnight slowly patrolling 
the grounds and woods surrounding the lodge. 

A couple times he rousted out a couple of teenagers 
who snuck into the property and parked in the woods to 
fool around a little. One time he told us he saw a 
reflector through the trees caught in his headlights 
so he doused the lights, shut off the truck and snuck 
up on the car. As he approached, he heard giggling 
that sounded like a young girl. He quietly snuck up on 
them and watched through the window while the boy, 
about 16 years old was unhooking the girl’s bra. 

He said she couldn’t have been more than 13 or 14 
years old but had about C cup breasts already. He said 
he watched them until the girl was completely naked 
and she started undressing the boy. When she started 
sucking his cock he turned his flashlight on them and 
pounded on the door. He said the sight of them jumping 
up trying to cover their nakedness and her little girl 
scream was priceless. After he told them to get 
dressed and get out, he said he laughed for an hour. 

Then he told me another time he was checking a 
different area out and saw a pickup parked right in 
some trees so he decided to sneak up and see what was 
going on. He already had a pretty good idea. As he got 
closer he noticed that the couple was out of the truck 
and in the bed of the pickup completely naked and this 
same girl was going down on the guy for all she was 
worth. Charlie said he was huffing and moaning and 
sucking through his teeth obviously ready to blow a 
load in her mouth. 

"Hi kids," he said, and turned his big flashlight on 
them. Looking at the girl he said, "Hey, I know you 
don't I? I kicked you out of here a while back didn't 
I"?

He said by this time she was trying to find something 
to cover herself with but unfortunately, all their 
clothes were in the back seat. He said the boy wasn't 
more than seventeen and was looking around in a panic 
not knowing whether to shit or wind his watch and 
obviously his state of arousal was diminishing fast. 
Charlie told me he didn't know what came over him, but 
said to her, "Since you're so fired up about giving 
boys blow jobs, why don't you just finish what you 
started? Junior here was so close, I hate to see him 
go home in that state," he said.

She instantly started backing away and saying no, but 
he felt in a mean spirit that night and said, "No, 
really, I insist. What do you think Junior? You want 
to get off or go home with blue balls again? Hell, 
here's your chance. Who knows when you'll get another 
chance like this. He said the boy looked at him, not 
sure if he was just busting his balls, and then looked 
at her and her eyes were bulging. He looked back at 
Charlie 
 and slowly leaned back against the truck cab and 
looked back at her. She was just staring, scared 
shitless.

"Go ahead," Charlie said. "If you're really as good as 
you seem to think, I might not kick you out the next 
time."

Now Junior was beginning to get back into it realizing 
this was for real and Charlie wasn't kidding around. 
He put his hand on the back of her head and started to 
push her down to his rapidly expanding equipment. She 
held back at first, but then slowly allowed him to 
guide his cock into her mouth. She started sliding him 
all the way in and slowly back out again and soon she 
was into it as much as he was.

Charlie said, "watching them I couldn't help myself 
and I pulled my rigid tool out and began to stroke it. 
As soon as Junior came in an explosion and she 
swallowed it all, I stepped up and said, Now my turn." 
Her eyes flew open at the suggestion and started to 
pull away again. 

"What do you think Junior? Since I was so kind don't 
you think I deserve a favor too?" He said Junior just 
looked at him then at her and then he grinned and 
said, "Hey, one good turn deserves another. I think 
you should do it. After all he does know your parents 
right"?
"Long story short, she's a hell of a cock sucker," he 
said.


Chapter 5

Stitch pulled up to the drive and noticed the gate was 
unlocked so he pulled the gate open and drove through. 
He could see tire tracks in the snow and frowned.

"Shit man, there’s not supposed to be anyone here in 
winter." 

"OK, let’s douse the lights and sneak up to the lodge 
and see what we can see." 

As they got closer he said, there’s only one truck, 
and there’s a light on over there towards the back. 
You guys stay here, I’m going to sneak up and see how 
many people are there and if it looks worthwhile to 
pay them a visit. 

In about 5 minutes he came running back to the truck 
and whispered, grab the video camera, you guys have 
got to see this. This might be the best surprise party 
ever.


Chapter 6

I just keep up the steady pressure and the steady 
rubbing on her clit and can tell Jodi is getting close 
to having her first orgasm so I slipped my middle 
finger up into her virgin pussy. She gasped and threw 
her hips at my hand as I started finger fucking her 
tight little snatch. 

"OH GOD, YES, THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!!!"

I slowly started pumping my finger in and out, moving 
faster and faster all the time rubbing against her 
clitoris, and she is bucking against my hand and 
fucking my finger, so I put another finger in her. Now 
I have my middle finger and my ring finger buried in 
her pussy and my thumb is rubbing her clit and she 
lets out a howl, "OHHH YESSS GOD!"

Then she collapsed back on the table. I left my 
fingers in her now soaking wet pussy until she 
regained her breath then pulled them out. Well, 
Sweetie, there’s your first orgasm. What do you 
think?" I then took her hand and put it on her sex and 
told her, "Many girls are capable of several orgasms 
if they keep doing that. You try it now." 

I took her finger and placed it on her clit and 
started to rub it gently. Right away she started 
rubbing with a tight little smile. Now I needed to do 
something about my condition. I told her, "You keep 
doing that, I’m going to go jump in a shower for a few 
minutes." She just nodded, and I went down the hall to 
relieve my tension.


Chapter 7

Stitch turned to TJ, "Did you catch that all on 
video"? They had a perfect view from the big window 
and the table was at the perfect angle for them to 
catch exactly what was happening. "Yes, for sure. She 
can’t be much more than 12 or thirteen. Look at her, 
now she’s going to bring herself off again!"

"OK" Stitch said, let’s try the front door. But be 
very, very quiet. TJ, if the door is open you need to 
find out where the old perv went and wait for him with 
your gun. Don’t shoot him. Just bring him back here 
and we’ll tie him to a chair and let him watch the 
fun." He peeled off a strip of duct tape from a roll 
in his hunting jacket and said. "If we get in there 
before she realizes it, Dog you grab her legs and hold 
tight, I'll grab her hands and silence her with this 
tape."

The door was unlocked and they entered silently and 
crept down the hall towards the room they saw from the 
outside. When they got there, Jodi was getting close 
to cumming again and she was oblivious to anything 
else around her concentrating only on going over the 
edge again. She had three fingers in her sopping wet 
pussy and was moaning and bucking and fucking her own 
hand when Stitch slammed the tape against her mouth. 

Her eyes flew open in confusion, while Dog grabbed her 
legs. She was so startled her hand flew up and Stitch 
caught it and grabbed her other hand and brought them 
both up over her head and held them there while he 
taped them together and then taped them firmly to the 
table behind her. He then went and taped each leg to a 
table leg thereby leaving her completely spread eagled 
and helpless.

Jodi tried to scream out her terror and struggled 
against her bonds but was tied firmly to the table and 
was totally immobilized. Her eyes looked at her 
tormentors with terror. "Where’s Daddy? What’s 
happening? This can’t be real!!" she screamed to 
herself. 

"SHHHHH, we’re just going to help you finish what you 
started. You were having so much fun and enjoying it 
so much we just want to help." Laughing, Dog turned to 
watch Stitch finish stripping naked. He was already 
hard and his cock was above average in size at about 
7" but fairly thin. The bottle of lotion was lying on 
the bed so he smeared some on his hand and lubed up 
his dick then moved his hand to Jodi’s dripping pussy 
and shoved two fingers into her and started pumping 
them in and out. 

Jodi tried to scream and buck but was helpless. As he 
continued to finger her slit she realized to her 
horror that her body was betraying her. She had been 
so close to cumming before they broke in that she was 
going to respond to his fingers even against her will. 
As her terrified eyes looked up at her attacker her 
hips started to work with his fingers and she started 
pushing back against his hand. 

"Look at this," said Stitch. "The little cunt really 
wants it. Well who am I to deny a young pussy what it 
wants?"

With that he positioned his cock at the entrance to 
her vagina and pressed in. He got about an inch and a 
half in when he felt some resistance and he saw her 
eyes open wider when he hit her cherry. He pulled back 
and smearing some more lotion on his straining member 
he pushed back in until he felt the membrane then gave 
a hard push and he was buried up to his pelvic bone in 
warm, wet, virgin pussy.

Jodi tried to scream again, that hurt! Oh God that 
hurt. She couldn’t move and he just lay on top of her 
with that thing buried in her cunt. He didn’t move 
then. He just kept his cock buried all the way inside 
her thinking that as heated up as she was and so close 
to going over the top with an orgasm that if he just 
laid still her body would do the rest. He was right. 

After a few minutes of him just holding himself inside 
her the pain slowly diminished and the feeling of 
fullness in her love slot began to feel OK. When 
Stitch realized she was relaxing a little he started 
to tighten his pelvic muscles making his hard bone 
throb inside her and it wasn’t long before she was 
starting to milk his cock with her pussy without 
realizing what she was doing. It just felt kind of 
good.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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