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Alf
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The Continuing X-rated Adventures of Gordon Schumway
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by Mistress Tawny Suede
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Part 1 of 4
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Part I - Lynn gets a taste of heaven
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Alf reached for a handful of potato chips and swiped them through
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the bowl of chip dip and crammed the gooey mess into his mouth.
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His other hand continued to stroke Herbert, pumping him up and
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down. Alf could feel the cum building in his balls as he gazed
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rapturously at Vanna White, turning the letters on the Wheel of
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Fortune.
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"God, Vanna!", he cried, "you're the most beautiful woman
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on this entire miserable planet!" Alf's fist tightened on Herbert and
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he jerked him more vigorously. Suddenly, Alf bucked and a jet of
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jism burst from Herbert's eye and splashed across the TV screen,
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right on Vanna's gleaming smile. "Bullseye!" Alf's rigid dick
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continued to spurt hot Melmakian cream, across the TV Guide, on
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the rug, on Vanna's silk covered breasts, onto the table, into the chip
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dip.
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Finally, his heart stopped racing, his palms stopped
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sweating, and his dick stopped pumping.
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"Oh oh," he said, "I'd better get this cleaned up before Lynne
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gets home. It's a good thing Kate and Willie took Brian away for the
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weekend. Kate'd have a fit if she saw this mess! But then, it would
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serve her right for making me eat that asparagus last night! Ha Ha!!"
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Alf got several wet cloths and a bucket and washed up the
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TV screen and the carpet and the table. He threw the TV Guide in
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the garbage and then went out to the garage to throw away the cloths.
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Just after Alf left the room, Lynne Tanner returned home
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from classes. "Alf? Alf, where are you?" she called out as she put
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her school books down. "Alf, what are we doing for dinner? Alf,
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are you hiding?" Hungry, she spied the chips and dip sitting on the
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table. She scooped up a bit of dip on a chip and plopped it into her
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mouth.
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"Hmmmmm. That's a different flavour! I like this!," she said.
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She called out, "Alf, I'm going to my room to change!" and grabbed
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the bowl of chip dip. As she headed for her room, she scooped out
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great gobs of dip on her fingers and swallowed the creamy sauce,
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licking her fingers.
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By the time she reached her room, she had finished all of the
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strange flavoured dip and was licking the sides of the bowl, as far
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as her tongue would reach. "Damn, it's all gone. I'll have to find out
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what kind Mom bought and get some more!".
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She laughed giddily and began to remove her clothes. She
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kicked her shoes into the corner and pulled off her skirt. As she
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pulled her sweater above her head, her hand brushed her nipple and
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she shivered. Ooooh, that was good. She unsnapped her bra and
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stood in front of the mirror. She felt hot, and chilled at the same
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time. Slowly her fingers traced the edges of her small nipples; they
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quickly stood on end, rigid as pencil erasers. She tweaked them,
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caressed them, rubbed them, pinched them. Oh god, she was getting
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hot. Her hand stole down past her panties to the lips of her cunnie.
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She was dripping wet already. Her fingers parted her pussy lips and
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touched her erect clit. She cried out in joy.
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In the mirror she caught sight of her poster of Pee Wee
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Herman. Oh god, was he handsome, she thought! She pulled her
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panties off and lay back on the bed. With one hand she stroked her
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erect nipples while she plunged two fingers of the other hand in and
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out of her sopping cunnie. She stared longingly at Pee Wee. God,
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what she wouldn't do to have him fucking her right now! This was
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so strange, she would never have thought of thinking of him in that
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way before. Pee Wee Herman?!? But now ...
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She had only fucked one guy before and had been afraid of
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getting pregnant for the next month. And she had only masturbated a
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couple of times before - and it had never been this intense!
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Her hips bucked up off of the bed as her orgasm struck. She
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pinched her nipple tightly as she added a third finger into her pussy.
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She panted furiously, continuing to pump her digits in and out of her
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tight twat, desperately trying to maintain the sheering pleasure.
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"Lynne? Lynne, was that you? Have you seen the chip dip,
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Lynne?" Alf came around the corner and stopped dead as he
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watched the young teenager in the throws of orgasm. Beside the bed,
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lay the overturned chip dip bowl. "Oh no, Lynne! You didn't eat all
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that chip dip did you?!?"
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"Alf! Oh god Alf. You shouldn't see me like this. But, I can't
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... I can't stop. This feels so good!"
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"You ate the chip dip, didn't you Lynne?"
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"Yes ....<pant> .. I ate the dip. Oh yes," she sobbed as she
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peaked from another orgasm. "So, so what?"
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"And now you're in the midst of a sexual frenzy, aren't you!"
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"For fuck's sake, stop being so analytical. That's right! So...
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so what!"
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"Well, Lynne, that dip contained some of my, how shall we
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say it delicately, my Melmakian seed ..."
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"You jerked off in the chip dip?!?"
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"Not exactly. But the thing is, Lynne honey, that stuff is
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highly addictive to human females!"
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"Addictive?!? What do you mean?"
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"Well, I'll show you." Alf crawled up on the bed and knelt
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beside Lynne's head. He spread his legs so that Lynne could see his
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small penis. "Lynne, meet Herbert. Herbert meet Lynne" Alf's penis
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bobbed up and down.
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"You give your cock a name?"
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"Everyone on Melmak gives there little dickie a name. After
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all, they seem to have a mind of their own! But get a bit closer."
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Lynne moved just an inch closer, and then the odor from
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Herbert struck her full force. Suddenly, she was frenzied, all she
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wanted in the world was Herbert.
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She reached out a hand and touched Herbert. He grew an
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inch. She grasped him and he grew another inch. She flicked out her
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tongue and he grew two more inches. Lynne eagerly engulfed the full
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length of Herbert in her mouth and sucked hungrily. There, there was
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that delicious flavour from the chip dip!
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She was ravenous. She couldn't get enough. She pushed Alf
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back on the bed and started fucking her face up and down Herbert.
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She licked all around his crown, teasing him. Herbert grew larger
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and thicker. Then, as she had trouble getting her lips around even the
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head, Herbert became slimmer, but longer so that each time Lynne
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bobbed her head down, Herbert struck the back of her throat.
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"Oh god! I... I can't believe I'm doing this!" cried Lynne
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during one brief moment when her mouth wasn't full. But her tongue
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quickly swirled around the head of Alf's pole and she slurped down
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the precum juices that flowed freely from Herbert's eye. "But it
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tastes so damn good!" And as she sucked on Alf's dick, Lynne again
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began plunging her fingers deep in and out of her hot teenaged
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cunnie.
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"Oh, yeah, Lynne honey! That's it! Yeah, suck on ole Herbie!
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He hasn't had a good work out since I landed on this wretched
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planet!"
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Lynne pulled back so that just the glans of Herbert remained
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in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, eagerly gobbling
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up the leaking juices, her hand pumping furiously up and down the
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long shaft. "Give it to me Alf. I want it ... I need it. Shoot all your
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hot spunk down my throat!"
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Alf's cum shot from Herbert, splattering against the roof of
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Lynne's mouth. She drank it down. Alf spurted six, seven, eight
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mighty blasts and then no more. Lynne's own orgasm ripped through
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her.
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Finally, it was over. Lynne lay back, her addictive thirst
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now quenched. Herbert wilted.
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Lynne awoke about an hour later as Alf held a glass of water
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to her lips. She drank thirstily. Suddenly she realized she was
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naked, and remembered what she had done. She looked at Alf in
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horror and pulled the bedding over her body.
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"What ... what did I ... What did YOU do to me, Alf!"
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"Calm down, Lynne. I can explain!"
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"Oh god, mom will KILL me. She'll certainly kill you!"
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"Lynne, Lynne! It's all her fault!"
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"Mom's fault? I just sucked your .... your Herbert! And
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you're blaming Mom?!?"
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"She made me eat that asparagus! Last night. Remember?
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Asparagus acts like a powerful aphrodisiac on us Melmakians. I just
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had to shoot my load. And unfortunately you got a taste of it."
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"So the only way to cure me, was to give me a bigger dose,
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is that it? asked Lynne. "It's over now?"
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"Well, not exactly", said Alf.
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"What do you mean, not exactly?"
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"That cure only works for six hours. Then you'll need
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another dose, and then another, and then..."
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"I get the point Alf. You mean I'll have to suck your Herbert
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... your cock, every six hours for the rest of my life? And just where
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did Herbert come from anyway? You've wandered around the house
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all this time without any need for pants. Now you've got a dick all of
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a sudden!" asked Lynne.
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"Oh," said Alf. "Well, I have complete control over Herbert.
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Here, watch". Lynne watched as Herbert shrank and disappeared
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completely under Alf's fur, and then suddenly appeared, grew to
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four inches long and two inches around, then ten inches long and
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only one inch around. "My girlfriend Gloria on Melmak enjoyed this
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shape best. She was into ass ..."
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"I don't want to know, Alf. And I don't believe you. Six
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hours from now I'll be fast asleep and completely cured. You just
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watch!"
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Six hours later Lynne was once again gobbling up Alf's jism.
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Six hours after that she had Alf sitting on the dinner table as she sat
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in a chair bending over Herbert, pumping his seed down her gullet
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as she ground the palm of her hand against her pussy.
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That evening, as the sixth hour approached and Lynne
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sobbed quietly, feeling guilty about her needs, Alf finally spoke up.
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"Lynne, there is another way. You didn't let me finish what I was
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saying!"
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"What is it Alf?"
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"There is a way, a way that you only need a dose of
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Melmakian love cream once every twenty-four hours."
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"There is? What is it Alf?" Lynne's face brightened.
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"Instead of taking the cure down your throat, you take it up
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your vagina. I inject it straight into your body."
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"You mean, I have to let you fuck me. Right, Alf?"
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"Uh, yeah, right!"
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"Well, why the hell not! After all, Herbert is kind of cute ..."
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Lynne knelt on the carpet and Alf stood in front of her.
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Lynne's fingers parted Alf's fur and she gently carressed the tiny
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exposed tip of Herbert. When Herbert didn't budge, she leant
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forward and began to lick his head. That got to him! In no time,
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Herbert had grown to six inches and was leaking precum juices on
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Lynne's tongue. She wolfed the jism down.
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"Lynne, lay down. I have to prepare you for penetration!"
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said Alf.
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Lynne lay on the rug, a pillow under her head. Alf knelt
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between her outspread legs. Lynne lifted her legs and spread them
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wide. With her two hands, she spread the lips of her cunnie wide.
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Her index finger lightly toyed with her clit. She moaned and cunnie
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juice leaked from her crack, down her ass crack to her puckered
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asshole.
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Alf knelt and then ran his thick tongue along Lynne's pussy
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slit.
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"Oh, Alf! That feels so funny!"
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Alf ran his tongue along both pussy lips and then twirled it
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around the brown-haired teen's erect clitty. Alf's tongue was raspy,
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like that of a cat and the nail file sensation across her clit made
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Lynne scream. She liked it!, but she had not anticipated the pleasure!
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Alf's snout ground into Lynne's clit as his tongue snaked into
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her twat. His tongue flicked in and out of her love hole, darting like
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a snake's tongue, but probing deep since his tongue was long and
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strong.
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"Um, um! Boy, you Earth girl's sure are tasty," said Alf.
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"Gloria tasted sort of like an old tire, but you Lynne honey, you are
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definitely a taste treat."
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"Oh, Alf! That feels so good!"
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But Lynne was prepared. Alf told her to get on her hands and
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knees, doggie style. Alf stood behind Lynne, a strong thick Herbert
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aimed straight at her tender young pussy. Hands on her hips, he leant
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forward and Herbert's head poked easily through her meaty lips. He
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pulled back on her and thrust forward and Herbert's six inches sank
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deep into the teen temptress' hot quim.
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"Hmmmm, that feels so good Alf!"
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Alf started pumping Herbert in and out of the sexy teen. Boy,
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had he dreamed of this moment. Ever since he'd landed on this
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planet, he'd had to do without sex - which wasn't too bad since he
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could normally control his sex drive. But he had occasionally
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dreamed about fucking an Earth woman, and Lynne had frequently
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been part of those fantasies! Now, the asparagus had made him lose
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control and things were working out quite well, thank you!
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"Make it bigger, Alf! Fill me with your cock!"
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Alf made Herbert longer, nine inches in total. He made
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Herbert thicker; so thick that Lynne's cunnie practically turned
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inside out as it gripped him tightly as he pulled out of her. As his
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dick came free, there was a loud POP! As he pushed back in, there
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was a loud sqwooshing noise as Lynne's sopping pussy sucked
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hungrily at the alien invader!
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"Pump it faster, Alf! I'm ... I'm cumming!"
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Lynne pulled and twisted her taut nipples as her orgasm
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ripped through her. Her head tossed from side to side, her long
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brown hair flew about. And her pussy snapped tightly around
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Herbert as spasm after spasm wracked her tight cunnie.
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The pressure was too much for Alf. He thrust forward,
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imbedding himself fully in the hot teen and his rich thick alien cream
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sprayed out of Herbert, coating the walls of the teen tart's pussy. He
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jetted syruppy jism deep into her twat.
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As he continued to cum, Lynne quickly reversed herself and
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locked her lips around Herbert's head, eagerly gulping down the
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sweet cum and also savouring the flavour of her own pussy juices.
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At last the flow died and Lynned licked the last few drops
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from Herbert's eye.
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"I ... I couldn't help myself. It just tastes so good" She said.
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Looking down at the jism that oozed out of her pussy, she asked,
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"Do you think we got enough inside me, to last twenty-four hours I
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mean?!?"
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"Yeah, Lynne. I'm sure you did."
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"Good," she said as her fingers eagerly wiped the excess
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from her pussy lips and she then eagerly sucked her fingers dry.
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Kate and Willy and Brian returned from their trip the next
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day. They suspected nothing as each night Alf snuck into Lynne's
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bedroom as fucked her silly.
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At least, not until Lynne started to show some peculiar side
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effects!
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Alf
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The Continuing X-rated Adventures of Gordon Schumway
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by Mistress Tawny Suede
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Part 2 of 4
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Part II - Side Effects!
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For the next month Alf visited Lynne's room each night and played
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hide-and-seek with Lynne and Herbert. Well, not necessarily every
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night; sometimes Lynne would sneak out to Alf's little apartment in
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the garage for a quick snack of Melmakian sausage and cream. But
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there was more chance of discovery there, for she could never be
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sure what trouble Alf might have gotten into and therefore her father,
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Willie, might come barging in unexpectedly.
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At least in her room, with the lock on the door, there was
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little chance of the two of them being discovered as Herbert slid in
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and out of her wet pussy - at least not so long as she didn't cry out in
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joy!
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And she WAS careful. If her mom, Kate, ever found out -
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well, she'd put a stop to the fucking right away. And what would
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happen then to Lynne's addiction? She'd die! She just knew it.
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And besides, once she'd gotten used to the orange haired
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little guy, she'd come to enjoy their sex sessions. Alf was quite a
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talented lover, she had to admit. He knew just how to toy with her
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nipples and make her shiver so heavenly. And that long, delicious
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tongue! How wonderful it felt when he sent it slithering up into the
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deepest recesses of her pussy, tingling the walls of her cunnie. And
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the little rasps along its length - pure ecstasy as Alf ran it across her
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hot little clit - orgasm after sheering orgasm pulsing through her
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body.
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And Herbert. Beautiful fat, thin, long, plump, thick,
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penetrating, probing, thrusting, spurting, fountaining Herbert! If only
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men had dicks that they could control like Alf could control Herbert.
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He could make Herbert as thick as necessary to fill every bit of her
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pussy, to almost rip her apart, or leave him finger thin but oh so very
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long to probe and tantalize her very depths so that her pussy
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quivered and fluttered, trying to wrap itself around the invader and
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thereby teasing her to heights of frustration and eventual wonderful
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bliss.
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She couldn't let Kate, or anyone, take Alf away from her
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now. She would go insane and die - not just because of her
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uncurable addiction to his sperm - but because no man would ever
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be able to give her the same sexual bliss!
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But it was starting to become harder to hide their
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lovemaking. Not because of the noise or their movements from room
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to room, but because of the side-effects that the continual ingestion
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of Alf's Melmakian seed was beginning to have on her body. Some
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of those effects were good, some bad. Well, not bad, but
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inconvenient.
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On the good side, all of her female sex organs were
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becoming more pronounced.
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Lynn had always had a delicate pussy. But now she was
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developing large fleshy, meaty lips to her pussy. Before, once her
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panties were on, she could barely distinguish her cunnie behind
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them while looking in the mirror. But now, her pussy was
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prominent, the lips large and sensitive. When she wore her tight
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jeans she was constantly perspiring from the sexual teasing that the
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tight crotch gave her pussy with each step.
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And during sex, they were oh so very tender. Alf would
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spend half an hour between her spread thighs. As his long tongue
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eagerly thrust deep into her pussy, his lips and teeth would toy with
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her thick pussy lips. His hairy fingers would pull them wide and
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tease the edges before he finally attacked her rigid clitty.
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Before she had begun slurping down Alf's addictive jism,
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Lynne's clit, when fully erect, had been only a quarter inch long -
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though sensitive as hell. But now it had grown so that it was a full
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inch and a half long when fully aroused. Even when not aroused, it
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was a half inch long and often protruded from its sheath at the top of
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her now bountiful pussy flesh.
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At bed at night, after Alf had filled her pussy with his hot
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cum and then stolen back to the garage, Lynne would often lie
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awake, use the fingers of one hand to hold back her pussy lips and
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with the other hand she would slowly finger her large clitty, letting
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the sweet sensual bliss sweep through her as she drifted to sleep.
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But during the day, at school, her meaty pussy and distended
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clitty would often be so tormented by her tight jeans that she would
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have to lock herself into a toilet cubicle, drop her jeans and
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practically rip apart her panties to get at her crotch. She would then
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eagerly begin to squeeze and massage her pussy lips and finger her
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clitty until she reached a rousing orgasm.
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She didn't think that any of her classmates noticed the
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uncomfortableness of her pussy and clit. In fact, she was sure of it
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because they couldn't take their eyes off of what had happened to her
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breasts.
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For years, Lynne's long brown curls had fallen down onto
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her pert 32A bust, but over the last month - yes, in just one month -
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she had filled out magnificently into a 38D cup. And in fact, she only
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wore the bra for appearance sake, for her wonderful new tits were
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high and firm, like bullets jutting from her chest. They didn't sag and
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needed no support. All the girls were in awe of her quick
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development, and all the boys were horny as hell to get her out on a
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date.
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The bra was not necessary for support, but was needed to
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maintain a modicum of decorum. As her breasts had grown so firm,
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so had her nipples. From soft tiny nubbins they had grown into firm
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eighth inch long bullet heads, which grew to almost a half inch long
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when aroused. And since her pussy and clit were tingling almost all
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the time, so were her glorious nipples. As it was, her nipples
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pushed firmly against her bra, exposing little humps on her tight
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sweaters for all to see her erotic nature. Had she not worn the bra,
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her appearance would have been lewd and lascivious.
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And what wonderful tits they were, so full of feeling and
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warmth. Lynne gloried in the new weight on her chest, the new
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pleasure that she received by pinching her overgrown nipples,
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letting the milk squirt into Alf's eager mouth!
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Yes, milk. For her tits were large and firm, her nipples full
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and distended because she was constantly full of milk. Alf's
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Melmakian hormones, entering her body through her sperm injection
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every day, had spurred on the production of milk in her mammaries.
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At first she had been worried by the growth of her tits, but one night
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in the heat of passion, as Herbert speared in and out of her slippery
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cunnie, Lynne had been squeezing her enlarging tits, grasping and
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tormenting the aureolae, pinching her nipples to increase the
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titillation, the pain, the glorious pleasure, when suddenly a fine
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spray of milk had ejaculated from her nipples.
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Eagerly, Alf engulfed one of her nipples in his snout, his lips
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had locked around her aureola and he had begun eagerly sucking on
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her tit. Lynne had squirmed in pleasure at the sensation of milk
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streaming through her nipple into Alf's mouth and down his gullet.
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She had continued squeezing her other tit, watching the spray of
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milk, and giggling at the perverse pleasure this gave her.
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From then on it was a nightly ritual for Alf to milk Lynne.
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Sometimes he would wrap his lips and tongue around her firm long
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nipples and suck her mammary juice straight from the tit. Other
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nights he truly milked her. Lynne would kneel on all fours above a
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pan and Alf would grasp her nipples like the udders of a cow and he
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would milk her, spraying her milk onto the shallow pan and later
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pouring it carefully into cups. Alf would take a cup and Lynne
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would take a cup and they would slowly sip her milk.
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At other times, Alf would save up a few days milk in a
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container which he kept in the fridge, telling the family to keep away
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from it. Lynne got a depraved tingle deep in her soul when Alf
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would pour himself a cup of milk - her milk - from his container,
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and drink it with dinner in front of the whole family.
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And she loved her new tits - firm, vibrant. When she would
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lay on her back, with Alf between her thighs ramming Herbert deep
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inside of her, her tits did not flatten out from gravity. They still
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pointed high at the ceiling, her long nipples rigid, eager for the
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strumming of her fingers.
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Very early on, her pubic hair had begun to grow more
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rapidly until she had a thick bush above her cunnie - a thick bush of
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long hair the same colour as Alf's fur. She didn't mind, so long as
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Alf didn't mind.
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And her long brown hair had been growing in thicker as
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well - with orange roots. She had had to go to a hair dresser once a
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week to have it dyed and cut, just so that her folks wouldn't notice,
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but now it was becoming harder and harder to hide from her mom!
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Alf
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The Continuing X-rated Adventures of Gordon Schumway
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by Mistress Tawny Suede
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Part 3 of 4
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Part III - Lynne serves Kate a delicious milkshake!
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Morning. Lynne stood in front of the bathroom mirror, naked from
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the waist up. Her high firm tits looked even bigger today. She
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rubbed her fingers over her nipples which quickly became erect.
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Her fingers squeezed gently and a fine mist of milk coated the
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mirror.
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Then she let her fingers stray down to her pussy.What was
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she going to do about all this orange hair, she wondered, a worried
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look on her face. Am I turning into a Melmakian? Am I going to look
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like Alf soon - with that ugly snout and everything? Oh god, I wish I
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had someone to talk to, she thought! But oh, how good this feels, she
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also thought, as she continued to slowly roll a nipple between the
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fingers of one hand while she felt her clitty enlarging and a drop of
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pussy juice sliding out of her cunnie to be absorbed by her panties.
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Suddenly the door of the bathroom swung open (she had
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forgotten to lock it!!) and Kate stood there, a stunned expression on
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her face as she stared at her daughter, her hands clasped tightly to
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her large bosom.
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"Wha - ? Lynne honey, what are you doing?"
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"Mom! N - nothing. Just rubbing a bit of skin lotion ...."
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"My god! You're breasts have gotten so large! It seems like
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yesterday you were just my sweet baby, and now .... It's been awhile
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since I've seen you without a top. Here, let me look at how you're
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filling out ...."
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Kate grasped Lynne's arms and pulled them away from her
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bosom. For the first time, Kate realized that there was a fine coating
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of orange hair on Lynne's breasts!
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"Oh honey. You have such beautiful breasts," said Kate as
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she reached up both hands and stroked her daughter's breasts. She
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squeezed them and patted them. "Such wonderful soft flesh ..." Kate
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was lost in thought for a moment.
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Lynne couldn't help but moan softly as her mother handled
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her tits. God she loved having her jugs stroked. And then Kate's
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fingers brushed across one of her nipples, and Lynne shivered. Her
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nipples sprang to full erection. Kate jumped in surprise, but ran her
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fingers across both nipples. Lynne shuddered again as Kate said
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"Yes, I always liked having my nipples stroked too!"
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"Oh, yes Mom. That feels so good!" moaned Lynne. But then
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Kate s gaze strayed downward and she caught sight of her
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daughter s orange bush.
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"What is .... I don't understand .... Oh, Lynne. What's
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happened to you! How did this ..."
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"Mom, really - it's nothing to worry about ..."
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Kate let go of her daughter s large breast and ran her fingers
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through Lynne s thick bush. Her fingers accidentally touched
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Lynne s enlarged clit and Lynne shivered uncontrollably; it was the
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first time another woman had ever touched her love button! Kate
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pushed Lynne back against the sink and squatted down. She parted
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her buxom daughter s pussy hair and was amazed at the sight of her
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fleshy pussy lips and her large clit.
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"Lynne, this isn't natural! You shouldn't have all this hair,
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this ORANGE hair. And your genitals shouldn t be so... so... so
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INFLAMED, I guess. I would have thought you'd know that and
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have told me so that we can take you to the doctor."
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"Mom. I can handle this myself. Trust me!"
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"I'm going to call Dr. Patterson right now and set up an
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appointment for this afternoon. I want you to stay home from school
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and we'll have a mother and daughter talk. It just isn't natural, I tell
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you! All that orange hair. Why I'd almost think Alf had something to
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do with this."
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The last few sentences were muttered as Kate made her way
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to the living room to phone the doctor. Lynne tried to stop her but
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her efforts were wasted. She went back to her room, closed and
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locked her door and flopped onto the bed.
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"Troubles, Lynne?"
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Lynne almost jumped through the ceiling. When her heart
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settled down she realized that Alf was sitting in her closet, smelling
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her soiled panties. "What are you doing here?" she asked him.
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"I thought you'd have left for school by now. Well you caught
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me. I have a confession. Sometimes, I come in here and smell your
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panties and socks, just to hold me over until you get home and we
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can have a bit of - you know - fun!"
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"Well, Alf. We're in big trouble now. Mom wants to take me
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to the doctor and get me checked out. She's going to find out about
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us!"
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Alf quivered in fear. His snout turned under and the fur on
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his head stood on end. "But she can't!!! Kate'll KILL me when she
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finds out I've been diddling you! Jeez, Lynne, you've gotta figure
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something out!"
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"But what Alf?" she said as Alf sat beside her. Almost
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unconciously she reached into his lap and started playing with
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Herbert who's head was just peaking out of Alf's fur. "How can I
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stop Mom and keep getting a taste of this little guy! Christ he tastes
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great!!" Lynne lay alongside Alf and placed her lips around
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Herbert's head. She sucked him into her mouth and Alf increased
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Herbert's size.
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"Oh God, Lynne. You've become an expert at sucking
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Herbie. I'm going to miss you."
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"Maybe not, Alf. Maybe not. I just had a thought! What if we
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told Mom - you know confessed to her. Maybe she'd understand."
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"Are you kidding Lynne! Geezus! She'd come at me with a
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butcher knife!" cried Alf. Herbert suddenly shrank completely up
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and disappeared under his fur.
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"Not if she got a taste of Herbert first! Then it'd be in her
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own best interest to keep quiet! You see what I mean!"
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"You mean, turn your Mom into a jiz junky too! Hey, Lynne
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babe, you've got quite a head on your shoulders - to go along with
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those great tits! Let's get to work!"
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Herbert reappeared from under Alf's fur and Lynne eagerly
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renewed sucking on his rigid length. In no time, Herbert began
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spurting hot thick gew into Lynne's mouth. Lynne eagerly drank
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down a few delicious mouthfuls, but retained the last mouthful.
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Carefully wiping her chin clean, she put on a top and then she and
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Alf went out to the kitchen. Lynne got the blender and spit her
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mouthful of Melmakian cream into the blender. She opened the
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freezer and put two scoops of ice cream into the blender and then
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added some milk.
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Almost as an afterthought she grabbed Alf's milk container
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and poured some of her own preserved breast milk in with the other
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ingredients before turning on the blender. She whipped it all up until
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she had a frosty milkshake which she poured into a tall glass.
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Kate was nervously pacing in the livingroom. "Lynne honey,
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we really have to talk."
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"Yeah, mom, I understand, I guess. But look, I made you a
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milkshake."
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"It's a little early for that isn't it? I just had breakfast!"
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"Call it a peace offering, okay Mom?" said Lynne.
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"Well, alright. After all, it is already made, and it is looks to
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be my favourite flavour - vanilla cream."
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"If it isn't your favourite flavour now," said Alf, "it soon
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will be!"
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"Alf, do you mind! This is between Lynne and I. Would you
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|
leave us alone for awhile. Please?"
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"Sure thing Kate. But holler when you need me. And I think
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|
it'll be real soon!"
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Lynne and Kate sat across the table from each other as Kate
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drank the shake. After the third sip she said "This is delicious! I've
|
|
never had anything like this before!" She quickly downed the rest
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|
and lapped up as much of the residue from the sides of the glass as
|
|
she could. She began to feel hot and flushed. "Is there any more of
|
|
this in the kitchen? I really would like some more!" Kate asked.
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|
With a start she realized that she had been slowing rubbing one of
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|
her breasts through her sweater. She stopped, but her nipple ached.
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|
"Sorry mom. That's all the flavouring we had. But I can get
|
|
some more right away if you want."
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"Yes. Yes. Why don't you do that. And I think I'll go lie
|
|
down for a bit while you're gone. Call me when you're back, won't
|
|
you!"
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Kate hurried to her bedroom. Her tits and pussy felt like they
|
|
were on fire by the time she had closed the bedroom door. God,
|
|
what had come over her. She had actually been rubbing her tit in
|
|
front of her daughter!
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Kate unfastened the front of her slacks and pushed her hand
|
|
inside of her panties. Good heavens, they were sopping wet! Her
|
|
fingers reached her pussy as she fell onto the bed. She sank a finger
|
|
inside her cunt and slowly began to frig herself. At the same time,
|
|
she managed to get her other hand under her bra and began to clutch
|
|
at her breast. What's happening to me, she wondered. Why this
|
|
sudden sexual frenzy???
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Lynne? Lynne, have you got it yet? Kate called out as her
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|
finger worked a feverish pace against her tiny but erect clitoris.
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|
Hurry please dear!
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What next, Alf? asked Lynne from the other side of the
|
|
closed door.
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Here, take just a couple of drops on your finger, said Alf
|
|
as Herbert protruded from beneath his fur. Lynne grasped Herbert
|
|
and gave him a squeeze. A couple of drops of the creamy liquid
|
|
dripped onto Lynne s eager finger. But the odour of Alf s jizz was
|
|
too much for Lynne and she quickly licked up the cum.
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Ohhhh, that taste s so good! she cooed!
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Not now Lynne! You can have all you want in a couple of
|
|
minutes. First we ve got to get your mom taken care of!
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Alright, Alf, alright! said Lynne as she squeezed out a
|
|
couple more drops. She then knocked on her mother s bedroom
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door.
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Have you got it Lynne? Bring it in here!
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As Lynne pushed the door open, she was incredibly turned
|
|
on by the sight of her own mother, writhing on the bed in a sexual
|
|
frenzy. Kate s blouse was torn open, her bra pulled down as one
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|
hand tweaked and pulled at her nipples. Lynne had never really
|
|
noticed how large her mom s breasts were!
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Kate s other hand was moving frantically in her panties
|
|
which were extremely wet. From six feet away, Lynne could smell
|
|
the heady odour of her mom s pussy! Wow, was that a turn on, or
|
|
what, she thought!
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Kate was beyond caring about what her daughter was seeing.
|
|
All she wanted was some more of that delicious milk shake!
|
|
Alf
|
|
The Continuing X-rated Adventures of Gordon Schumway
|
|
by Mistress Tawny Suede
|
|
Part 4 of 4
|
|
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Where is it? Where is that wonderful flavouring? cried
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Kate.
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This is all I could find Mom. I scooped this little bit out of
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the, uh, can, and brought it for you.
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As Lynne sat on the edge of the bed, she held out her finger
|
|
towards her mother. Kate s nose picked up the heavenly scent and
|
|
she grasped her daughter s hand. For a brief second she looked at
|
|
the creamy substance on the tip of Lynne s finger and then she
|
|
engulfed Lynne s finger in her mouth. She just about died as the rich
|
|
flavour hit her tongue!
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|
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|
Kate s entire body spasmed and her hand gripped her pussy
|
|
tightly as an enormous orgasm swept her body. For her part, Lynne
|
|
slowly moved her finger in and out of her mother s mouth. Kate
|
|
eagerly sucked on it and ran her tongue around it as if it were a
|
|
small cock!
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|
During this excitement, Alf crept into the room and made his
|
|
way to the other side of the bed. One of his large furry hands
|
|
reached out and tentatively stroked one of Kate s large sagging
|
|
breasts (hey, it you d had two kids, your boobs would have begun to
|
|
wilt too!). Kate did not notice his presence.
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That was so good, Lynne. But I need more. You must have
|
|
brought me some more. I can smell it. It smells so great! Give it to
|
|
me Lynne, honey. Oh please, let me have more! cried Kate. Lynne
|
|
couldn t believe what she was seeing. Her mother was almost
|
|
uncontrollable. Had she been just as bad, when she first got a taste
|
|
of that spiked chip dip?
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|
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|
You re right, mom, there is more. But you have to promise
|
|
me that you won t get mad at me.
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I don t know what I would be mad about, but I promise
|
|
Lynne. I ll promise you anything. I just need MORE! . As Kate
|
|
pleaded with Lynne, Alf crept up onto his side of the bed and slowly
|
|
let Herbert out from hiding. Herbert grew bigger and fatter, and a
|
|
couple of drops of precum oozed out of his piss slit.
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Now, Mom, I want you to turn slowly around and face the
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|
other side of the bed, said Lynne.
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Oh yes, I can smell it. I need it. Oh please, baby, let me
|
|
have it! cried Kate as she turned. Alf was so close, that all that
|
|
Kate saw at first was a large purplish object with a couple of drops
|
|
of creamy stuff dripping off of the end. With a little mew, she stuck
|
|
out her tongue and licked up the cream. She barely paused as she
|
|
engulfed the tip of Herbert in her mouth and began to suck at him
|
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eagerly! Her hand came up and grasped Herbert tightly as she began
|
|
to pump her mouth up and down Herbert s shaft!
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|
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Kate eagerly sucked and slurped at Herbert as little cries of
|
|
pleasure escaped from her lips. But as her hands moved further
|
|
along Herbert, they encountered Alf's fur. Kate opened her eyes
|
|
wide in surprise and she practically spat Herbert out as she cried,
|
|
"ALF!"
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|
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|
"What... what's the meaning of this? What's going on here?
|
|
How dare you come anywhere near me with that... that THING of
|
|
yours! And how dare you stick it in my MOUTH! I'm going to KILL
|
|
you Alf!!! I'm going to .... oh, that smell! It's driving me crazy! Is that
|
|
coming from you Alf? Is that coming from your .... your PENIS?"
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|
"Calm down, Kate! Let me explain. Or rather, let me show
|
|
you." Herbert had shrunk underneath Alf's fur as Kate had screamed
|
|
at him, but now Alf let Herbert free again. "Kate, meet Herbert!"
|
|
said Alf as Herbert began to grow, and grow. Shortly, Herbert was
|
|
a good ten inches long and two inches in diameter.
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|
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|
"I... I don't know what to say Alf. Well, actually I do! I'm
|
|
going to murder you, but not quite yet. I... I don't know why but I
|
|
have this uncontrollable urge to... to ...." and with that, Kate leaned
|
|
over and kissed the tip of Alf's Herbert. She pried at the piss slit
|
|
with the tip of her tongue. "Oh, Alf! This tastes marvellous! I... I
|
|
can't control myself", she cried as she opened her mouth wide and
|
|
tried to engulf Herbert's massive glans. It was just a bit too large,
|
|
but Alf was very accomodating and Herbert shrank just enough to
|
|
pass between Kate's teeth and then to the back of her throat!
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|
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|
Meanwhile, though she had by now sucked Herbert hundreds
|
|
of times already, Lynne was finding it hard to contain her own
|
|
sexual frenzy as the odour of Herbert s delicious cream filled the
|
|
room. As Kate s hands moved to caress Herbert, Lynne s ran her
|
|
own hands down her own body, stopping briefly at her own pussy to
|
|
press hard against her clitty. Then, she quickly threw off her clothes
|
|
and spread out on the bed beside her half-disrobed mother.
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|
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|
Lynne was hungry for her own taste of Herbert. She leaned
|
|
her head in close to her mother s, hoping for a brief suck, but Kate
|
|
gave no sign of stopping her vacuum pumping of Alf s long member.
|
|
Lynne was ravenous for Herbert and suddenly had an inspiration.
|
|
She grasped hold of one of her mother s large nipples and gave it a
|
|
squeeze. Kate moaned lustily and involuntarily pushed her breast
|
|
harder against her daughter s hand. Lynne tweaked the nipple harder
|
|
still - enough to cause real pain. Kate smouth dropped open wide
|
|
and her body shuddered.
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|
That's so good, she said as her first orgasm shook her -
|
|
one that was caused by her very own daughter!
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|
And Herbert popped out of her mouth. Lynne eagerly slurped
|
|
Herbert's tip between her own teen lips and began to suck eagerly.
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