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Authors name: Seal 6 (Anon-address)
Story title : Jodie Foster: Sugar
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Jodie Foster: Sugar (MF, alcohol, preg, celeb)
by Seal 6 (Anon-address)
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Some of you are wondering who's sperm got Jodie Foster
pregnant, and how she went about it all. It's quite a
story, so get a beer, some chips, and sit the fuck back
and listen. This cockbreath's no-shitter.
When Hinkley shot the President, Casey of CIA was
briefed within eight minutes. The suspect mentioned
Jodie Foster's name. Casey remembered that she was
attending Yale in New Haven, so he did a computer search
to see who he had in the area. Agent "Sugar" was on
campus visiting his younger brother, so Casey beeped
him. Sixteen minutes after the attack, "Sugar" was
directed by Casey to remove Foster to site 10QA by Lear
Jet.
"Sugar" was one of five agents that answered directly to
Casey. He stood 5' 10", weighted 178, had an IQ of 160+,
spoke eight languages, was an expert in hand to hand
combat, and was the best pistol shot within forty feet
that the SEAL training ever produced.
An orphan, he was raised by an Alaska Bear Guide until
he was sixteen. When the Guide died while hunting, the
man he was guiding brought him to South Philly to live,
where he learned to speak Polish, German, French, and
Spanish. He was middleweight Golden Glove champion for
Pennsylvania. His SAT scores got him into Yale. He was a
SEAL officer until Casey met him and hired him to be the
Directors enforcer.
A CIA operator put Sugar through to Ms. Foster. He knew
that she had two Campus Cops with her, so he spoke to
her in French. In general terms Sugar explained that he
had been directed to insure her safety, and if she
agreed, that he would do so. "Yes, of course," Jodie
answered. She was instructed to dress down, remove her
makeup, wear jeans and to look for an old BMW out her
side window. After she was in the car, the Campus Cops
drove away with sirens and lights on to put on a show to
distract from the BMW going in the other direction.
Using military clearances, Lear 825LJ was soon at 51,000
feet west bound. Four hours later, it landed at a strip
and facility known only to a handful of people. In a
small cabin on a lake nearby Sugar and Ms. Foster could
relax for the first time in hours. Foster, a master of
observation and reading of people, at first could not
put a handle on Sugar. His voice was whisper quite. He
walked without sound, like an Indian, yet his eyes held
hers like a predator when he addressed her.
After a thick steak, good wine and salad, they both
relaxed. In passing, Jodie used a Shakespearean quote.
Sugar completed the entire passage, in old English. She
had a script she was considering. She read her part,
while he read all the others, giving each a different
accent. The man was a joy to be around, yet under it
all, she knew there was another part of him that would
put great fear into a man up to no good.
When it was determined that Hinkley was acting alone,
Foster was returned to New Haven.
Sugar spent two years, working alone in the Middle East
doing little jobs for Casey. Very dangerous dirty little
jobs! He plinked several double agents, as well as a
"King" or two. Upon his return, he retired from the CIA
and operated a Jet charter service for VIP and US
Marshall clients. Several years passed.
The Limo stopped short of the Lear and his passenger
walked to the steps. Sugar saw at once that he would be
flying Ms. Foster again. She never noticed who was
flying her single pilot until they were level at 41,000
and he asked her in French if she wished to join him in
the cockpit. With a hand waving and a spiel of poetry,
she climbed into the copilots seat. On the spur of the
moment, she asked him if there was anyplace he could
take her where they could be alone, instead of Palm
Springs where she had wanted to go. He knew of ten
places.
Eighty miles north east of Flagstaff they landed at
another of the no name strips. Jodie was now a star
commanding eight million a picture. One hell of a classy
lady, with only one little catch. She was a lesbian.
After another good meal, she got serious and told Sugar
that she wanted to have a child, using his sperm. She
would have a doctor place it in her. She would pay
$500,000.00 for it and a contract giving up all parental
right, and nondisclosure.
"Shit, Jodie, your money don't mean diddly squat to me,
but your friendship does," Sugar replied. "You let me
deliver it the old fashion way and I'll sign the
contracts for nothing. I will tell you that I'll track
that young one and make sure that no one interferes into
her or his life, but always in the shadows."
Jodie frowned, and said that was not what she had
planned. That night, they drove to a nearby town. In
worn cowboy garb, no one noticed them in the bar they
were at. Jodie and Sugar danced. Jodie, being a
professional, could really shake it. Other men asked her
to dance. She put on a sexy show, and downed several
boilermakers.
Drunk, drunk, shitfaced drunk. Sugar helped Jodie into
the cabin. He sat her on the bed. Pulled her boots off,
and then undid her large belt. What the hell, off came
her pants and then her shirt and bra. Jodie was awake,
and just looked up at him. He sat on the end of the bed.
Had a hard time staying upright. He undressed and went
into the John to pee and wash up. When he came out he
picked her up and put her on the John, telling her to
pee. Jodie began to laugh, saying; "The completely
organized man."
Sugar put her back on the bed and lay down beside her.
"Fuck this," he said to himself, as he rolled between
her legs and put his mouth near her pussy. She did not
move as his lips kissed up both legs and finally found
her clit. Jodie moaned when his tongue ran the length of
her pussy. He slid upward and his stiff member found her
virgin slit.
Three pushes were needed to get the head past the
opening. Then as he eased it into her, he could feel the
wet softness of her pussy grip his manhood. She resisted
as he lifted her legs upward to offer his throbbing cock
full and unguarded passage to her insides. All seven,
thick inches were now in her. He went into a humping
frenzy.
The drinks had made it impossible for him to cum for at
least half an hour, so he just pounded his meat in and
out and in and out. She only weights 102 pounds and at
5'3" is a tiny woman. As his ass traveled its path, her
little legs were flailing out on each side.
Eyes closed, her head went from side to side and then
the sound all men know, the moan and spoken words of a
woman in orgasm. "Yess, Oohhh, Yes. Ohhhhhhh Yesss."
Lesbian or not, they all orgasm the same, Sugar thought.
Sugar rolled her over and dog humped her with her on her
hands and knees. She came again. Sugar presented his
cock to her to suck on as he gather himself for more
pumping.
Jodie was into it now as she took most of his shaft into
her mouth and sucked it. Sugar could feel his balls
tighten, so he rolled her over and with her legs by her
head, gave her the hardest pounding he could deliver.
Jodie and Sugar both cum at the same time. He rolled
off, while she keep her legs by her head. She explained
to Sugar that that position kept the sperm near her
uterus.
After a sandwich and some orange juice, Sugar climbed
onto her again. Jodie laughed and said; "You feel better
then my toys at home, that's for sure. Hmmm, I'll just
pretend that you're Ann H. this time." With that she
opened her legs wide to accept the advancing throbbing
penis.
Sugar ran it in with one push and then, as all men will,
began long slow thrusts to enjoy to the fullest the
second fuck of the evening. By the end of the fourth go,
she was sore, so they went to sleep. Several times the
next day they joined together to breed her. The next day
Sugar dropped her off in LA.
Six months later, when it was know that she was
pregnant, two bad guys thought she would be a good
target for a kidnap. It's sort of a mystery, but both
were found with .22 shorts in their brain, dead. You
might say that Jodie had a "Sugar Daddy" watching over
her.
That, friends, is a no shitter.
END
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