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Stephanie, The Lazy Town Slut
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Stephanie, The Lazy Town Slut
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A cool morning breeze sneaked past the flimsy curtains of the room and the rays of the sun danced on a quilt that shifted gently in circular motions. Fingers gently stroked the instrument of pleasure, hips lifted, thighs trembled and a moan left the plum, red lips.
She had always worshipped him, initially as a superhero but when her body awakened to needs of a dirty nature she couldn't help but get all hot and bothered when she would fantasize how his manly hands would rove over her lean body, fondle her pink tipped breasts, his hard dick would plunge into her and bone her till she moaned and screamed her satisfaction.
She had always been randy for him. Whenever he was nearby her panties would get wet but he had never seen her the sexual way. She had practically grown up before his eyes.
A day did not pass when she wouldn't be caught stare at him with hungry eyes as did all the women of Lazy Town. Ever since Sportacus had come to town there was one lazy woman left in the town. He was truly sporting and expected the men of the town to show sportsmanship while their wives enjoyed rigorous exercises with him.
Pulling her Pajamas over her satiated body Stephanie sighed and lay back on her lacey pink Dora the Explorer pillows. Sportacus had left no young or old skirt unturned except hers and of those who were considered below the fuck age.
He took the rules of Lazy Town seriously; a superhero would never have an allegation of statutory rape besmirch his impeccable reputation.
Watching the shadows dance and play on the ceiling of her bedroom, she grinned - well, today she turned eighteen and could legally be fucked out of her brains.
Throwing the quilt aside, Stephanie jumped out the bed and headed towards her bathroom. As she went through her toiletries a devious plan began to formulate in her mind and added an extra spark and spring in her step.
By the end of the day she would ensure that she would no longer be a virgin and suitor would be no other than Sportacus.
Roby Rotten stroked his prick as he stared into the screen of his computer. Her every sigh, very moan had driven him mad. He had to have her, just watching her masturbating had him on the edge of shooting himself.
She had turned into a hot little thing. Pert little breasts, a tiny waist and gently flared out J-lo butt had him feel like taking her from the back and front and then come in her mouth.
But Stephanie hated him; she had spurned him time and time again, making him even more desperate to have her.
As her five foot three inch body arched under the ministering of her fingers, Roby sucked in a breath and felt himself come. How he would have loved to come in her tight little coochie. Fitting the spy cameras and bugs in her room was the best thing that he had ever done.
He knew her well, he knew where she liked to be touched, licked and fondled. He had made his notes.
All he needed to do was go to the local Lazy Town library and do some research on sex techniques, his were a bit rusty though he had tried them on Bessie but satisfying that old hag had been easy as she hadn't done it in a long time.
It had been so easy to seduce Bessie, the busy body. He had seduced her with rumors and salacious gossip and one fine day while they were sitting at the park she had shyly invited him home for evening tea and cupcakes. Ten minutes later he was cupping her ample cupcakes over the coffee table and rocking her world so hard that the teacups trembled precariously on the edge.
She had turned out to be one hot mama for her age. He had not expected her to be experimental. In some ways she had shocked him. She willingly sucked his cock at a slow, even rent less pace as if he was her personal lollipop, her tongue worked its magic by coating his dick with warm wet pulls, teeth gently glided over his foreskin and as the pearly liquid was about to come she caressed his balls and made him come hard and fast.
Some people might say that he had taken advantage of an old woman's loneliness. They'd probably be affronted with him bedding down a woman of her age but they did not know how hot deprived old women can be; how willing they are to do just about anything and just how good these so called conservative hotties can be.
Bessie and he had enjoyed a number of quiet evenings together. No one was to know that was her deal and it suited him fine. She didn't want the town to think her to be a dirty old hag and he didn't want people to think that he was a desperate loser.
But as all good things come to an end so did his affair. When winter turned to spring Bessie regretfully decided to call it quits fearing the repercussions that might happen if anyone was to find out about their sordid affair. She had shed many a tears as she broke up with him.
It wasn't an everyday thing to be boned by a twelve inch dick, he thought proudly, and she was surely going to miss it.
Robby checked his reflection in the mirror and strutted out of his home towards the library thinking diabolical thoughts to seduce the one and only Stephanie he had been lusting after ever since she hit puberty.
The blue fabric stretched over his tight tush as he did his twentieth push up. Biceps strained under the pressure of the exercise and yet Sportacus did not break into a sweat. He was an exercise addict, he believed in healthy eating, no drinking and ample sex.
Each push up helped him keep crime off the streets of Lazy Town and keep the beds of the ladies warm through the nights. He was a lucky superhero and all thanks to Stephanie who had invited him over to save Lazy Town from- well, from being Lazy.
He remembered Stephanie's birthday. He had to buy something nice for her - maybe some flowers or some cake made with Splenda. Stephanie was sold on the new age stuff. He grinned, jumped to his feet lightly and headed his aircraft towards the local bakery shop. The gift had to be special, she had come of age and he wanted her to feel special.
Reaching the bakery store he found himself at sea. All the goodies were making him sick. He broke into cold sweat. It had been a long time since he had given in to temptation. He found himself gawking at the display case which housed all kinds of pastries and cakes. Cheese cakes, apple pies, brownies, his mouth started to water.
"Ah, I never thought I'd find you here Sportacus dear." Bessie's amused voice broke his reverie.
Sportacus gave her a sweet smile that tingled its way down to her not so dry pussy.
"I was thinking of buying Stephanie a cake or something. But now I'm so confused." He sighed and looked like a lost boy in a tight blue jump suit.
Bessie took his hand in hers and stared at the delicacy display. The whipped creamy pies and decadent cakes made her think of having a food orgy on his lean god- like body. She imagined rubbing some cream on his chest, down his navel and then some more on his prick and then slowly lick it all off with very, very slow licks.
She grinned and pointed at a chocolate cake and said "This one will do."
Sportacus raised an eyebrow and asked "Are you sure?"
Bessie smiled and assured him "Believe me, no woman in her right mind could ever say no to chocolate cake."
Sportacus smiled and replied "Stephanie isn't a woman, she is a young girl."
Bessie laughed and drew Sportacus's eyes to her jiggling jugs.
"She turned eighteen today Sporty that makes her a young woman. I remember my eighteenth birthday pretty well; the mayor and I had partied the whole night." She nudged Sportacus with her elbow and winked.
Sportacus felt a little awkward flirting with a woman of Bessie's age. But she did have an earthy sex appeal to her. She seemed like a sturdy, voluptuous type who would enjoy a rough tumble in bed.
"I should be going" Sportacus said to Bessie and turned to leave.
Bessie smiled and replied "Don't forget the cake sweety."
Sportacus gave her a weak smile and said "Er .....Thanks"
Taking the cake box he turned to leave when he felt a small hand on his back.
"You know, honey, it's been a long time since you came home for a cup of tea. If you have some time to spare you could come for a quick brunch at my place and some tea after that. What do you say?" She smiled at him coquettishly.
He stared into her big brown pansy eyes and found himself agreeing. No one was calling for help and here was a woman in need and he was a super hero after all and it was his job to fulfill the needs of this lonely lady.
Taking her grocery and bakery bags he followed Bessie out of the shop and admired her swaying buttocks all the way her place.
Stephanie and Ziggy stepped into the bakery and stared at all the succulent goodies. Their mouths watered and as they discussed which cakes to pick for her birthday party Stephanie felt a prickle at the back of her knees that she always felt whenever Sportacus was around.
She looked around and saw Sportacus walking out of the grocery store with Bessie. She turned and looked at Ziggy. His penchant for sweets had made him a fat guy without any friends. No one liked to be friends with a guy who stuffed his face. Stephanie sighed and wondered how she could ditch him without hurting his feeling. She was the only friend he had and though everyone called him her pity friend she didn't protest too loudly about the label.
Though he was a slob he was a nice guy and she liked to hang around with him but if her other friends realized the truth she wouldn't be seen as a hot chick any more. She liked being popular and wasn't about to rock the boat for a fat guy who had an obscene love affair with food ever since he was a kid.
Pulling his pants over his butt crack Ziggy pointed at the Death by chocolate cake "That one Steffy - it looks scrumptious I wouldn't mind having sex on that cake."
Stephanie pulled a face "You mean have sex while eating that cake."
Ziggy sighed and trembled "No- imagine all that slippery icing rubbing against the skin while enjoying the pleasure of thrusting into soft inviting thighs of Bessie. That would be as close to heaven as I could get to."
"Bessie? You've got to be kidding me. Why are all you guys so crazy about that old hag? Her breasts have sagged beyond her knees not to mention the havoc gravity has done to her ass."
Ziggy snorted and gave Stephanie a toothy smile "You really don't know huh? That `old lady' has done just about every horny man in Lazy Town starting with your uncle."
Stephanie felt shock course through her system "My sweet uncle? That's why he had been coming home so late. Why didn't he just tell me that he was doing- I mean dating that busy body?"
Ziggy took the packed cake and walked down the aisle with Stephanie lagging behind him in deep thought. As he paid for the cake he turned and whispered into her ears "He didn't tell you because you don't like to share the Mayor with any one. You are overly possessive about him."
Stephanie pinched his arm "I'm not."
Ziggy laughed "Are too and you know it."
Stephanie gave him a dirty look and said "Guess what? Bessie wont be doin' you boys any time soon. She just walked out with Sportacus."
Ziggy's mouth fell open "Jeez, why didn't you tell me before. We have to stop them from fucking. If he screws her, our chances with Bessie will be forever screwed. Come on, Stephanie, move your scrawny butt!"
Stephanie sighed and got into Ziggy's old Chevy which she was sure was as old as that cow Bessie. "Fine Ziggy, but if they are doing it you promise not to do anything stupid."
Ziggy laughed and looked at his camcorder "I promise I won't."
To be continued........