THE BADDER SEED(ER)

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THE BADDER SEED(ER)

Being fourteen now seemed to be a very good age for sinful Sindy Sue. Approaching womanhood like a bat out of hell, her body began to blossom. She grew several inches, now hitting four foot five inches tall. Her pancake tits were now respectable B cups, though Gina, her neighbor friend still out shown her by two cup sizes.

But it was her dick that was beginning to be a problem. Soft it touched the floor, as thick as a wine bottle. Hard? Forget it! If she was a little rambunctious on her jacking sessions, she could almost touch the ceiling with it.

Her ass expanded and rounded out sexy like.

And those fucking balls, sheesh! Two watermelon sized spitters hung in a very stretched scrotum, wobbling about her calves. Sports at school was out, long dresses were in. And cumming in her room was now forbidden by her parents since they had to replace the entire living room ceiling with waterproof drywall like for showers. Her massive emissions were into the gallon stage now and the stains on the ceiling led to full drips. Her mother, Tessa, was mortified when hosting a small card party with some of the neighbor ladies, drips of cum began to splat right onto the spread out cards.

Of course, Sindy Sue was jacking a massive load after seeing Mrs. Thomas in a tight t shirt, holding her cards up as her massive mammaries actually rested on the table top. Her Mom came stomping upstairs and hissed the riot act toward Sindy Sue, hauling the still cumming girl to the bath tub as furious ropes sprayed willy nilly about the room and walls and forcing her to finish there. “From now on, you do THAT in THERE,” she growled, using her finger to accentuate her point and went down to do serious damage control. Sindy Sue heard her mother mention something about spilt milk. What Tessa didn’t know, nor any of the other card players, was that Mrs. Thomas had touched the drops on her cards and actually tasted it. Neurons fired, her taste buds tingled and she KNEW what was really dripping from the ceiling. Her brain reeled, her pussy juiced and her thighs tightened to hold back her urge to orgasm.

With Sindy Sue’s receptacle being her own tub, the local plumber had become a close family friend.

School was the normal garbage, blah blah blah, social cat fights that seemed acceptable to everyone. Sindy Sue could care less about that. Her main concern since her little ‘episode’ with Grannie Dottie was getting fucked, sucked and basically finding release in any way save her own calloused fists.

Dressed in her usual light sun dress reaching her ankles, her cock wrapped about her petite body, tied with Velcro straps in a complicated belt system of her own design, she walked through the neighborhood from school.

Though she wasn’t a favorite in the area, she wasn’t a pariah either. Her keen eyes were alert for any available jack material. She hadn’t seen the joggi