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Marci Gets A Pussy Bath
By Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Marci loved to baby-sit for her Uncle Bob because she 
made a little money and had fun playing with Randy, her 
cousin. Now she has another reason to love getting a 
call from her Uncle. (M/f-teen, 1st, inc, mast, oral, 
preg)

***

Author's comment: Several people have written saying 
that, while they like my longer stories, they miss the 
short, hot ones that I wrote when I first started 
posting things. So I went back to some of my unfinished 
short stories and pulled this one out to complete. It's 
a variation on some of my previous stories. 
Bob


Marci loved to baby-sit for her Uncle Bob. Mostly it 
was because he paid her really well, but he always made 
her feel good too. He always seemed to notice something 
about her that he commented on. Maybe it was that she 
was smart. Maybe it was her talent for singing. 
Sometimes it was about her hairdo or body.

Marci had just turned fifteen and she was beginning to 
have strange feelings in her body. Well, it wasn't that 
they were so strange. It was just that they were more 
frequent and stronger than in the past. There were some 
boys at school that when she looked at them, she felt 
funny in her stomach. And lately, when she was in the 
shower, washing her body made her feel funny too, 
especially when she washed her breasts. It had felt 
good for several years, but now it was positively 
delightful.

Marci's breasts had doubled in size in just the last 
year. They had been modest mounds of hard flesh with 
big brown stains on the tips, but in the last year her 
nipples had burst into prominence while her hard mounds 
had grown and softened. Now she had double handfuls 
with nice puffy areolas, on top of which sat raisin 
sized nips that got hard and tingled deliciously when 
she washed them. But that was nothing to what she felt 
like when she washed herself between her legs. 
Sometimes that felt so good that her knees got weak and 
she had to lean against the side of the shower stall. 

It was almost like she had grown a bunch of new nerves 
as her body continued to grow and change.

And apparently Uncle Bob had noticed. Marci had seen 
him stealing lots of looks at those breasts. He hadn't 
said anything about them, of course, but he sure seemed 
to like to stare at them. That made her tummy feel 
strange and funny too. She liked her Uncle a lot. He 
was strong, and handsome, and he had a wonderful smile. 
Whenever he smiled at her it made her feel special.

Tonight she was going to baby-sit for Randy. She 
thought Randy looked just like Uncle Bob. He was a good 
kid too. He was six and he was no trouble at all. All 
she had to do was promise to read him a story and he'd 
do anything she wanted him to. It was fun reading to 
him, as she pretended to be each different character, 
and adopted different voices for them all. She 
especially liked it when she got to growl, because that 
always sent Randy into a fit of giggles.

She threw on a loose tank top. No bra tonight. They 
were too tight and she liked the feeling of her breasts 
wobbling around, her nipples scraping against the 
cloth. A pair of bikini cotton panties and cutoffs came 
next, and flip flops for her feet. She put her long 
blond hair back in a pony tail and was off to her 
Uncle's.

Aunt Janet answered the door. Marci thought Aunt Janet 
was the most beautiful woman in the whole world, next 
to her own mother, Uncle Bob's sister. Janet always 
looked perfect, with her coal black straight hair and 
her lush woman's body. Her breasts stuck out a foot 
from her slim body and Marci had always hoped her own 
would look like that some day. And her skin was so 
white and flawless. 

Janet smiled. "Marci, dear, we're so glad you could 
watch our little man tonight. We're going out dancing 
with your parents."

Marci knew that, of course. She had seen her parents 
getting ready.

Janet went on. "Now Randy must be in bed by nine. 
There's pizza in the fridge. And no boys!" she smiled 
again.

"Aunt Janet!" said Marci. "You know I wouldn't let 
anybody come over while I'm babysitting."

"Of course dear," said her aunt. "It's just that you're 
getting so grown up. I know the boys are chasing you 
around all the time, trying to get in your little 
panties." Uncle Bob came in at the end of her 
statement.

"No they're not!" yipped Marci, embarrassed by the idea 
that her Aunt thought she'd let boys act like that.

"Well they SHOULD be!" chimed in her Uncle. "And very 
sexy panties I bet they are."

"UNCLE BOB!!" gasped Marci.

"Leave the poor girl alone, you lech." laughed Janet. 
"Save it for me."

Bob leered at his wife and reached out to grab one of 
her pendulous breasts. He squeezed it lightly. "I'd be 
delighted, but why wait until later?"

She batted his hand away while Marci blushed crimson. 
Her own breasts tingled. Her aunt laughed. "No way, 
stud! I want to be wined and dined first. Let's go."

They both hugged Marci goodbye. When she hugged Uncle 
Bob Marci felt his crotch press against hers. There was 
something lumpy down there, and it pushed into her. She 
blushed even more as she realized what it was. That 
made her feel all tingly too. Her uncle looked in her 
eyes. "I'll see YOU later, little girl."

Marci bristled. "I'm NOT a little girl!"

Her uncle glanced pointedly at her heaving chest. 
"You're right at that," he said. "My apologies to a 
lovely young woman." He kissed her right on the mouth! 
and then went out the door after his wife.

Marci's knees felt trembly. Uncle Bob had kissed her on 
the lips! His lips had been so warm and mushy. She 
realized she had been holding her breath and was 
panting a little, and that feeling in her stomach made 
her want to wash herself between her legs.

She and Randy had a nice night and he went to bed 
promptly as she read him to sleep. Then she watched 
some TV and took a short nap herself. She woke up 
during an especially loud commercial. It was one in the 
morning. She stretched and right then headlights swung 
across the front windows. They were home.

She went to the front door to unlock it and opened it 
to find Uncle Bob holding up a very limp Aunt Janet. 
Janet was singing a little song, something about a 
virgin and a wolf and the wolf had a staff he was going 
to use on the virgin. She lit up when she saw Marci. 
"OH!" she said loudly. "Here's our virgin now!" She 
started laughing and her hand groped the front of Uncle 
Bob's pants. "Now where's that damn staff?" She started 
laughing gaily as Bob dragged her across the threshold.

"She had a few too many margaritas" said Uncle Bob 
apologetically as he saw Marci's mouth drop open. "Help 
me get her up to bed?"

Marci jumped and then took one side of her aunt, while 
her Uncle took the other. They struggled up the stairs 
to the bedroom, and along the way Marci felt a hand 
squeeze her butt! Janet rolled her head toward her 
young niece. In a falsely low voice she said "My, but 
what a nice plump butt you have, said the wolf." She 
giggled again and Marci felt the hand squeeze her butt 
cheek again. Janet raised her voice, trying to sound 
like a little girl. "The better for you to kiss it! 
said the virgin."

"Janet, shut up," growled Uncle Bob.

Janet just laughed and, as she flopped face down on the 
bed, limp as a noodle, came her muffled reply. "You 
better save some for me mister wolf... you promised..." 
Then she was snoring.

Bob and Marci dragged Janet around straight in the bed 
and then undressed her. Marci bit her lip when they got 
down to the bra and panties, but Bob never blinked an 
eye as he rolled her to one side and reached for the 
bra clasp. "Get her panties?" he glanced at Marci.

Gulping, Marci grabbed the waistband of her aunt's 
powder blue panties and tugged them down past her hips, 
onto her thighs. There, right before her face, was her 
aunt's completely bald pussy! Marci could hardly 
believe her eyes. Marci had examined her own young sex 
with a mirror. Her own pussy lips were tight, almost 
straight, and thin. There was a small mat of curly 
blond hair above them, that you could see right 
through. But Janet's pussy lips were huge and floppy, 
with wrinkles in them. 

For some strange reason Marci found herself thinking 
that if you grabbed one of those lips, you could pull 
it two inches away from that pussy. She flamed red as 
she realized what she was thinking. She realized she 
had stopped pulling her aunt's panties down when Bob's 
hands grasped hers and helped her pull them the rest of 
the way off. Bob grabbed one of his wife's knees and 
bent it when the panties got to her ankles. That foot 
slipped out as Aunt Janet's legs spread. Now those huge 
purplish lips were clearly visible. Marci stared.

To her astonishment, her uncle leaned his head down. He 
pursed his lips and KISSED Aunt Janet's pussy lips! 

"I'll be seeing you later," he said to his wife's 
pussy, and he grabbed the blanket and draped it over 
his wife. She still snored.

Marci was paralyzed. She stood, her chest heaving as 
she tried to catch her breath. Her pussy felt... 
squishy... wet! Her nipples tingled and she wanted to 
rub them. Bob stood up and looked at his niece. Her 
face was pale, her breasts rising and falling quickly, 
her fingers twitching. Bob recognized the signs.

"I love a bald pussy," he said quietly. His niece 
looked at him dumbly.

"And big soft breasts...like yours," he went on.

Marci couldn't say anything. She couldn't move.

"You've grown into a beautiful woman, Marci," he went 
on, his voice calm and soothing. "Especially your 
breasts. They've grown into a beautiful set. Sometimes 
I wish I could see them," he almost whispered.

Marci gasped, finally, breathing deeply. 

"You know, Janet was probably right," her uncle went 
on. "I bet the boys ARE trying to get into your little 
panties all the time... right?"

"Ummmmm," Marci managed to get out.

"Is your little pussy shaved too, Marci?" her uncle 
growled. "Is it shaved for all those horny boys? Have 
you let them stick their little teen peters in it 
Marci?" Now he was rubbing the front of his pants. 

Marci dropped her eyes to his hand. There was a big 
bulge in his pants. It startled her to feel sweet, 
slightly painful tingles running from her nipples, 
where they scraped against the cloth of her tank top, 
to her damp pussy, snug in her shorts.

"Oh NO!" she yipped. How could her uncle think she was 
like that?

"You mean you really ARE a virgin, Marci?" her uncle 
leaned close to her, still rubbing.

"Uh huh," she nodded her head. It was all she could 
force herself to do. Her hand went to her crotch, 
almost a defensive motion, as her fingers covered the 
pussy she was trying to protect. But those fingers 
betrayed her as they pressed into her pussy. She 
rubbed. Her Uncle saw her rub.

"But your sweet little pussy IS shaved, right Marci?" 
her Uncle said, almost conversationally.

"No," she said in a small voice. It felt good to rub, 
especially when her uncle said the word 'pussy'. Now 
her other hand came up to pinch a nipple through the 
thin shirt.

"You should do that," said her Uncle Bob. "You should 
shave your pussy for the boys. They would love it if 
you did that." he rubbed his cock some more.

Marci couldn't think too clearly. Her hormones were 
rushing through her veins. "I wouldn't know how," she 
said, without thinking too much. She was just 
responding to the most recent stimulus now, not 
thinking about the future.

"I could help you with that Marci," her uncle said 
soothingly. "Let me help you shave your sweet teen 
muff."

"I don't know," moaned Marci. One tiny part of her 
brain was still working.

But her Uncle reached out and grabbed her hand. His 
hand was hot... strong... smooth. He led her out of the 
bedroom and down to the huge master bathroom. It was 
brightly lit. There was a vanity there, with a lit 
mirror and a stool to sit on while you applied your 
makeup. There was a large counter with a big sink. 
Uncle Bob sat on the stool and leaned her against the 
counter.

Marci stood there. She didn't know what to do. She felt 
so strange. Uncle Bob raised her hands up in the air. 
He grabbed the bottom of her tank top and raised it. 

"We don't want to get this all wet," he said, and he 
pulled it above her naked breasts. He hissed as here 
succulent orbs came into view. "I knew they'd be 
beautiful" he said. Marci took in a ragged breath. 
Things were happening to her. She felt so funny. 

And then he was kissing her nipples. and THEN he sucked 
one into his mouth! Marci's brain went on hold as the 
sweet pains of his sucking lips shot through her body. 
She had never felt anything this good in her whole 
life. She tried to breathe in, but she had been holding 
her breath and it came out in a sob. Without thinking 
about it her hands came up behind her Uncle's head, 
holding him there. 

She didn't want him to ever stop. Then he changed 
nipples and sucked the other one. Soon both her little 
nipples were rock hard and standing proud from her 
puffy areolas. She was panting now. She looked down. 
She saw her uncle's mouth on the breasts she was so 
familiar with, but which no man had ever touched. She 
saw her own hands behind his head. She felt her pussy 
spritz. 

The tiny, still conscious part of her brain spoke 
again. "We shouldn't," she gasped.

Uncle Bob stopped sucking her nipples and raised his 
head. Part of her wanted to scream for him to start 
again. "I won't hurt you," he said. He pulled her face 
down to his and kissed her on the mouth again. His lips 
covered hers. She felt hers go slack. Then his tongue 
slipped into her mouth. It darted around, over her 
teeth, against her own tongue, along her cheek. It was 
marvelous. She felt his hands at the snap of her 
shorts. She knew she should stop him.

But she didn't want to.

Marci's cutoffs hit the floor with a plop. Bob went 
back to sucking her nipples. His fingers found the band 
of her panties and started sliding them down, over her 
blooming hips. She leaned into him automatically, away 
from the counter, and her panties slid down her legs.

Bob knew he had her, but he also knew she wasn't 
thinking... wasn't choosing to let him have her. He 
didn't want her to regret anything that might happen 
between them. He knew he had to slow things down a 
little. He reluctantly let her nipple slip out of his 
mouth. He grasped her around her slim teen waist and 
lifted her up, sitting her ass on the counter. He 
scooted the chair between her legs.

"This is very nice," he said in a business like tone. 
"But we have work to do."

He leaned over to get the razor and shaving cream. When 
he came back he took his first look at his niece's 
pussy. Of course he'd never seen her pussy before. If 
he had, he would have noticed that her pussy lips 
weren't so thin any more... weren't so pale. Now they 
were engorged with blood, swollen and pink. It was a 
most beautiful pussy. He said so as he took a hot 
washcloth and laid it across those engorged lips, 
covering them. The heat felt wonderful and she moaned.

"Marci you have a positively delightful little pussy," 
he said, as he rubbed the washcloth around her mons.

Marci leaned back, her shoulders hitting the cold glass 
of the mirror. She didn't mind. It helped her think a 
little better. Her Uncle was between her naked legs, 
his hand rubbing her sensitive teen pussy, even if it 
was through a washcloth. It felt just fantastic. She 
closed her eyes. 

"Do you REALLY think it's pretty Uncle Bob?" she 
murmured.

Bob looked up at her and smiled. "Yes, dear. I really 
mean it. I'll prove it to you later." She opened her 
eyes and looked at him, waiting for him to say more, 
but he didn't.

Marci felt shy. "Nobody's ever seen me down there Uncle 
Bob. This feels kind of funny. We really shouldn't be 
doing this, should we Uncle Bob?"

He stopped rubbing. This was the moment of truth. "I'm 
glad you don't let everybody look at your pussy, 
honey," he started out. "But it feels funny because 
your pussy was made to be rubbed and... other things 
too." He hastened over that part, not wanting to panic 
her. "And I suppose you're right. Society looks down on 
this sort of thing between Uncle and Niece. But I love 
you and you love me and I love looking at your 
beautiful body, and you taste marvelous. I want you to 
be happy though. I'll stop if you want me to."

He waited, not moving. She stared at him, biting her 
lip. 

Finally she said something. "What are you going to do?"

He knew what she meant. What he wanted to do was bury 
his fat cock in her and give her a good dose of Uncle 
Bob's spooge. But he couldn't do it against her will. 
"Right now I'm going to shave your sweet pussy and make 
it all nice and smooth and clean. After that we can 
decide if you want to do anything else. How's that?"

Marci remembered what her aunt's bald pussy had looked 
like. "OK" she said simply.

Bob heaved a sigh of relief. His cock was painfully 
hard. He decided this might be a good time to see how 
safe she felt. "Honey, you know about how a man's penis 
gets all hard when he sees a beautiful woman, right?" 

She nodded. She wasn't stupid. 

"Well, as I said, you are VERY beautiful, and my penis 
is VERY hard right now, and it sort of hurts, all 
cramped up in my pants. Would it make you very nervous 
if I took my pants off?"

Marci felt a wave of heat go through her pussy that had 
nothing to do with the hot washcloth still covering it. 
The though of seeing her Uncle's hard cock was very 
appealing to her. 

"That would be OK," she said.

Uncle Bob stood. He unbuckled his belt, opened his 
pants and let them drop. His briefs were tight, with a 
point towards her that she knew was the tip of his 
cock. He bent over and she saw the white cloth sliding 
down his legs. Then he stepped out of pants and briefs 
and stood up. Marci saw her very first erect penis... 
and it was pointed directly at her. 

She gasped. 

His cock was thick, and long. It wasn't circumcised, 
and the little slit on the end was peeking out of a 
fleshy hood. She could see that under that hood the 
head was shaped like a blunt arrow head. She knew that 
men put cocks like those inside girls like her every 
single day of the year, but it was hard to believe. She 
could understand now why her aunt's pussy lips looked 
like they did. It had to stretch a girl to the breaking 
point to wrap a pair of pussy lips around a cock like 
that. She blushed as she realized what she was thinking 
about. 

Her mind in a turmoil and she blurted, "It's 
beautiful!"

Her uncle was nonplussed. "Why thank you my dear. I'm 
rather proud of it, actually." Then, though he hadn't 
said anything about getting completely naked, he 
unbuttoned his shirt and let it slip off his shoulders, 
dropping to the floor. He sat down. He pulled the 
washcloth from her mons and exposed her pussy again. 

"OK" he said. "You just sit still and I'll take care of 
everything." He squirted a glob of shaving gel onto his 
fingertips and worked it into the hair above her pussy. 
He `slipped` intentionally and ran his slippery fingers 
across her pussy lips and the little bump at the top of 
her slit that was already bigger than it had ever been 
before. Marci felt a thrill and giggled.

"I don't think there's any hair down there Uncle Bob," 
she said with mock severity.

"I know," he grinned. "But your pussy is so beautiful I 
just can't help but touch it." He began to rub her 
pussy lips more and more, letting a finger slide 
between them and into her hole. He pulled it back out, 
found the knob that was her excited clitty and began to 
tease that too.

Marci breathed deeply. "Mmmmmm, that feels nice," she 
sighed.

Bob reluctantly stopped and reached for the razor. He 
held the skin of her mons while he carefully scraped 
away a razor full of hair. Her pale skin shone through 
the greenish gel. It only took five or six more swipes 
before all traces of her teenage bush were gone and she 
was as bare and soft as a baby's butt. Bob grabbed the 
washcloth and heated it again under the water. Then he 
dragged it across her pussy, revealing her newly shaven 
puss. Now her pink, swollen pussy lips looked like a 
split peach. He couldn't resist. He leaned in and 
feasted on that peach.

Marci saw his head going toward her bare quiff. She 
knew what he was going to do. She made no move to stop 
him at all. When she felt his lips kiss hers, and his 
tongue slide into her pussy hole, she groaned and 
spread her legs wider.

Bob licked and sucked until her clitty came all the way 
out to play. Then he licked and sucked that too, until 
it was fully emerged and he could get his teeth on it.

Marci thought she was going to just curl up and die. If 
his sucking of her nipples had felt better than 
anything else in the world, this was twice as good as 
that! She saw movement of Uncle Bob's arm and looked. 
His fist was around his beautiful cock and he was 
jacking it back and forth. The head was coming out of 
its hood and going back in. That head was dark, almost 
purple. It was hard to see.

"Uncle Bob?" Marci moaned.

He stopped slobbering in her pussy. He stuck a finger 
in her, deeper, deeper, deeper until it was all the way 
in her. She was tight, but her cherry was gone, 
probably to tampons. 

"Ungh!" she groaned as she felt the invading finger. 
"Oh Uncle Bob" she moaned. "I feel so strange. I want 
to... I want to... I want you to..." she couldn't 
finish.

Bob stood up. He pointed his straining jacking cock at 
Marci's pussy. He jacked on it hard. He moved closer 
and then his cock touched her pussy! He rubbed his cock 
head all over her pussy mouth, between her lips, over 
and over her clit, up onto her newly shaved mons. Marci 
sighed and wiggled. It felt so marvelous. She knew he 
was going to stick it in her. She knew she shouldn't 
let him. He could make her pregnant. But he felt so 
good.

"I don't want to get... pregnant," she moaned. "But..."

"Well, sweet thing, unfortunately, I don't have a 
rubber," he said. He jacked and rubbed her pussy with 
his cock.

"But you want to put it inside me, don't you?" she 
husked.

"Yes, darling, very, very much," he panted.

"I love you Uncle Bob," she sobbed.

He knew what that meant. He jerked harder, faster. "I'm 
going to make some lubrication for you baby," he 
gasped. "Something to make it easier for you, so it 
won't hurt." He felt his spooge rising. Then, at the 
last second he stopped his hand still. He lowered the 
tip of his cock to her pussy and nosed it between her 
virgin pussy lips. He felt it pulse and he saw his 
creamy white spend well out of he opening, around the 
tip of his cock. He pushed, sealing off her pussy with 
his fat cock head, and sent another bolt of slippery 
man cum up into her pussy.

Then he pushed. His cock head spread her pussy mouth, 
stretching it painfully, and popped inside. She 
grimaced at the initial pain, and then heaved a sigh 
when the stretching pain began to fade. Bob's head 
coughed out two more strings of dangerous cum, filling 
her unused channel, and he pushed again. His sperm did 
the trick. She was tight, but his slippery stuff oiled 
his entrance. In one long slide he socketed his rampant 
boner in his niece's hot teen pussy. His pubes mashed 
into where hers had been a short time earlier.

"Ohhhh shit!" grunted Marci. She was about to say she 
couldn't take any more when he suddenly pulled it back 
out of her. Suddenly she changed her mind. She wanted 
it back in! Then she let out a long sigh of relief when 
he did just that. He slid it back in, the tip nudging 
into the back of her pussy, making her tingle with joy. 
She felt his arms around her and suddenly realized he 
was standing up! 

Now she was impaled on his stiff cock, her whole weight 
pinning her to it. Only his cock was keeping her from 
sliding down to the floor. As she instinctively raised 
her healthy strong legs to wrap them around his 
buttocks she felt pressure on that place he had been 
nibbling before - her clitty. It started to overpower 
her. She felt pressure starting to build and felt like 
her whole body was going to explode into a million 
pieces.

Bob held his orgasming niece to his body as he walked 
back to the bedroom where his wife was sleeping off her 
inebriation. He wanted to prong his niece on a bed, and 
that one was the closest. She was cumming on his cock. 
He could tell from the spasms of her pussy. 

He knew the tip of his monster cock had to be 
penetrating clear into her womb, and that already way 
more of his potent sperm was in there than was good, 
but something about her nubile young body demanded that 
he do his best to put a baby in her belly. He leaned 
her onto the edge of the bed and she lay back, her head 
falling on her aunt's thigh. 

Then he fucked her good and proper.

Uncle Bob reamed her out. He pushed and pulled and 
worked his cock into every part of her famished pussy. 
Marci came at least five or six more times before she 
was so relaxed that she just flopped back. She lay 
there enjoying the thick sausage that was making her 
feel so wonderful. 

She looked down at the joining of Uncle and Niece. His 
dark cock was sliding in and out of her stretched pussy 
lips. There was a ring of white froth around his cock 
when he pulled it back out. She knew that was sperm. 
She knew her pussy was full of his sperm. She knew that 
he might be fucking a baby in her at that very instant. 
But she just didn't care any more. She loved the 
feeling. She loved seeing that ring of sperm around his 
cock. She loved fucking. She looked up adoringly at her 
Uncle. He was frowning, panting, gasping. He looked 
just like he had before he'd blown that first bunch of 
slippery white jizz into her pussy mouth.

"Ohhhhh Uncle Bob, are you going to squirt again?" she 
moaned.

"Yeah baby," he gasped. "Gonna do it again."

"You wanna squirt in my pussy again?!" she gasped 
hotly.

"I want to baby," he panted. "I know I shouldn't, but I 
want to."

Marci reached up and pulled his face down to hers. Just 
before she kissed him she hissed, "Give my pussy a bath 
Uncle Bob."

Bob felt a jolt as he realized that not only did his 
niece want him to fuck her, she wanted his cum in her 
pussy! He couldn't believe it. He'd been trying to 
figure out what to do about the fact that he'd spermed 
her already. But now he let himself go. His prick 
bulged and belched a huge rope of silvery cum into her 
teen pussy. He slammed it home as a second, third and 
forth shot left his cock to flow wetly into her womb.

They kissed hungrily as his cock emptied itself into 
her. Then there was a sound.

"Bob?" came the muzzy voice of Aunt Janet. They turned 
their heads as his cock dribbled out one last ounce of 
potent cum into Marci's well-fucked and satisfied 
pussy. Janet's head was raised up. Her eyes were open. 
She was looking straight at them.

"I thought the big bad wolf was supposed to save that 
for ME!" she whined, and her head flopped back down, 
unconscious again.

It wasn't nearly as awkward for Marci as she thought it 
would be. They both watched as he slowly dragged that 
long thick thing out of her pussy, dripping with a 
milky white covering that was proof that his seed had 
soaked her nubile pussy.

"I hate to take it out," he moaned.

"I feel so empty now," she moaned back.

"Can we do it again some day?" he asked.

"Any time you want," sighed Marci.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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