THE BADDER SEED(ER)

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 jogging lady in months and almost felt withdrawals. That tight body, undulating perfect ass, and those round, full tits bopping up and down with each stride, Sindy Sue just wanted, no NEEDED to see her again.

Disappointed at not getting any eye candy, she turned down her street. She walked along and saw the Thomas’ car approach and turn into their driveway. Putting on a bright smile laced with a growing lust, she quickened her steps to reach the car.

Mrs. Thomas and Gina got out. Gina looked damn good in her tight volleyball uniform and knee high socks. Her ass was prominently displayed but as she turned, Sindy Sue noticed the space between her legs and a noticeable bump about her pussy.

“Nice,” Sindy Sue breathed. Mrs. Thomas noticed the gawking girl and said hello. Gina turned and smiled.

“Hey Sindy, wanna hang out?”

The nasty little girl almost laughed out loud. ‘If she only knew,’ Sindy thought. “Sure,” she said aloud.

Once inside Gina’s bedroom, which Sindy Sue knew very intimately from all her spying, she sat on the fluffy bed and watched her sexy friend strip off her shoes, socks, jersey and tight shorts, revealing her young D+ cups ensconced in a tight sport’s bra and her really brief panties. The pronounced labial bulge made Sindy Sue swallow hard as her python sized cock began to thicken, threatening to squeeze the life out of her.

“Um,” Sindy Sue murmured and looked away. Gina turned and smirked.

“What?”

Lost for words, Sindy Sue shrugged.

“I’m not naked or anything,” Gina said, grabbing a towel off the back of the door. “I’m gonna take a quick shower. I’ve got a new Cosmo on my desk if you want to read something.” She loped out the door, swinging her ass sexily.

Sindy Sue almost laughed out loud. Her bashful play acting was working. She readjusted her snake about her waist, pushing it further down to her sprouting hips.

Ten minutes later, Gina entered, a towel about her body and one like a turban about her head. Sindy Sue was laying on her stomach, thumbing through the glossy mag but strategically facing into the room.

“So what do you wanna do?” Gina asked, bending over, undoing the towel and drying her hanging locks vigorously.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe just talk some. We haven’t been very close I guess.”

“Well, we kinda go around in different worlds. I’m in sports and you are in . . . . hey, just what are you into anyway?” asked Gina, standing back up.

“Oh, lot’s of things. But I think about, well, um,” she stammered and giggled.

“What? What is it?”

“If I tell you, you have to tell me things too, okay?”

“Sure,” Gina agreed, peeling off her towel about her ripening and DEFINITELY nubile body. The reveal was not meant to be sexy or even pornographic. It was a needed task for Gina to get dressed.

Sindy Sue felt her mid section actually rise off the mattress as her cock thickened even more at the close up view of her numerous jacking sessions.

“Weeeeelllll,” she hedged. “Sex.”

Gina giggled, causing her impressively full tits shake about as she reached for a bra. As she holstered her mommy bags in and latched them snugly, she said, “Yeah, I guess I do too.”

“You do?” asked Sindy Sue, sitting up carefully as she expertly maneuvered her huge balls under her billowy dress as her legs flopped over the edge of the mattress.

“Sure. All girls our age do. Hell, I’ve even sucked some cock thinking about it. OOOPS!” Gina gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.

“YOU HAVE?!!!” the manipulative Sindy Sue gushed.

“Um, well, ah, shit. Yeah. I have.”

“Wow. Gosh, I wish I could double date with you,” she continuted.

Gina giggled nervously. “Hey, this is between us, right?”

“Ohmygod, YEAH! Of course. But you haven’t like, fucked yet, have you?”

“SHIT NO! Geeze. I mean, sucking a cock is okay, even great if the guy is cute. But shoving something inside you, well, I’m not ready for THAT yet.”

“Me neither,” Sindy Sue proclaimed. “So, what’s it like, ya know, sucking it?”

“It’s interesting. I mean, if the guy is hot and stuff and he takes his dick out, well, it’s nice. Funny how cocks are.”

“What do you mean?” Sindy Sue asked.

“Well, it’s like hard and soft at the same time.”

“Really?”

“Sure. The shaft is hard and stuff, but the head is all soft and kissable.”

“Wow. But I heard about how boys make stuff that comes out.”

“Oh that,” Gina snorted. “It’s just cum. I usually let them cum in my mouth and then spit it back onto their dick. Kinda salty and stuff, though I had a few truly horrible loads too.”

“It sounds nasty,” Sindy Sue scoffed.

“Naw, not that bad. It’s usually warm and I just spit it out as I suck it out.”

“Sounds messy to me.”

“For the guy it is,” Gina said and laughed out loud. Sindy Sue followed her, guffawing along.

“So, like are all guys the same?” Sindy Sue offered.

Gina laughed again. “Naw. They all are different, though they all think they have the biggest dick in the world.”

“They do?” Sindy Sue asked, leaning toward the now dressed neighbor.

“Sure, all guys want a truly huge dick. But most fall way short. Although, I did get Brian Tillson’s dick and he was pretty big.”

“The center on the basketball team? Gosh, he’s African American.”

“A dick’s a dick. But he was big.”

“How big? I mean, what’s big?” Sindy Sue asked.

Gina held her hands out about a foot apart.

“Wow.”

“This is just between us, right?”

“Promise,” Sindy Sue said, crossing her heart with her finger.

“GEEEEENNNNAA,” Mrs. Thomas called out.

“WHAT?” Gina shouted back.

“Your father and I are going out with the Nelson’s. You want me to order pizza for you and Sindy?”

Sindy Sue nodded and smiled. “OKAY MOM.”

“I’ll leave money on the counter.”

“THANKS. HAVE A NICE TIME.”

Both girls held their breath before they heard the front door close, the car start and drive away. Both sighed and giggled.

“So like how big again?” Sindy Sue started, using her hand to help her friend continue the story.

“Well,” Gina hedged. “Like most guys are about five or six inches, Brian was like TEN!”

“I don’t believe you,” Sindy Sue said with a wave of her hand and a giggle.

“No really,” Gina said, rushing to the bed and plopping down next to her neighbor. “It was down to here,” she said, indicating her mid thigh, ‘and really big around with veins and all.”

“Sounds gross.”

Gina laughed. “If you saw it you’d think it was the best thing in the world.”

“Is bigger REALLY better?” Sindy Sue asked, guffawing inside her insidious brain.

“Oh my gosh, you have NO idea,” Gina gushed as she touched Sindy Sue’s knee with her warm hand. “Let me tell you, A BIG cock is a definite turn on.”

“Well, how do you know?” Sindy Sue asked.

Gina gave her a questioning look.

Sindy Sue looked about the room as if they were in a crowded room and leaned in, almost nose to nose. “How do you know a guy has a BIG one?”

Gina thought about that for a moment. “Hmm. I don’t know. I just went through all the guys I wanted ‘til I found one.”

“That’s it? Going through all the little boys to get to the prize? Sounds like a waste of time to me if really big is best.”

Gina thought about this for a moment. “Geez, I never thought of that. Yeah, you’re right. It was a waste of time. I mean, if I could get a really huge one, I wouldn’t have to date all those other guys.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Maybe we have to talk with other girls, TRUSTED girls like us to find them. What do you think?”

Sindy Sue nodded. “I think you are right.” God she could feel her own cock engorging even more, squeezing her abdomen tightly with its massive girth. She groaned softly.

“You okay?’ the ever observant Gina asked.

“I should go home, I guess. My period and all,” Sindy Sue offered, feigning cramps.

”Really? We got pizza coming and all.”

“Well, you got any seven up?”

“Tons. Come on, let’s call and we can watch some cable.”

The girls went down. While Gina made the pizza call, Sindy Sue grabbed the remote and began flicking about the channels. She soon landed on a soft core movie about big breasted car wash girls.

“Ooohhh, you’re watching one of my Dad’s favorite channels. But wasn’t it blocked?” Gina asked as she plopped her tight ass down next to Sindy Sue.

“Nope. I was just flipping through and there it was.”

“Cool. Let’s watch it. I get pretty worked up during practice anyway. Those shorts they make us wear really rub me hard against my kitty.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah. If you weren’t here I’d be up in my room rubbing one off, that’s for sure.”

“Well, if you’re in need, go ahead,” Sindy Sue said offhandedly.

Gina feigned shock. “You are so nasty Sindy,” she giggled and swatted her friend’s thigh playfully.

‘You have no idea,’ Sindy Sue thought.

The movie got steamy, with lots of naked bloated tits shimmying and shaking about. The simulated sex was pretty lame but the female flesh shown was now causing Sindy Sue to squirm and worry.

RRRRIIIIPPPPP! It sounded like an atom bomb going off. One of her thick Velcro straps gave way. Gina jumped. Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Pizza’s here,” Sindy Sue shouted out.

“What was that sound?”

“Get the pizza and I’ll get the seven up,” Sindy Sue ordered. Gina got up and went to the door. Quick as a flash Sindy Sue pulled up her light dress and resecured the wide strap holding her boa in place.

Sindy Sue changed the channel to a vintage tv show. Paper plates and napkins were past out and soon they were eating. “What happened to the movie?”

“Just in case someone comes home,” Sindy Sue answered.

“Oh.”

The fire in Sindy Sue’s fucking furnace was lit, but she strained to keep the oil from the flame. She decided this wasn’t the time. Knowing her mind, she would have tied Gina up and tried to fuck the cunt silly. But her brain shouted “NO!”

So she obeyed and finished eating her share.

“That was good. Let me see the remote,” Gina said.

The channels flicked but they couldn’t get back to the soft porn channel. “Crap, must have blocked itself.”

“Sorry, I sat on the remote.”

“It’s okay. I’ll just deal with it later.”

Sindy Sue eyed the girl knowingly.

It got dark and Siindy Sue took her leave.

Later, using her binoculars she watched Gina jill off on her bed. Sindy Sue wasn’t idle. She had her monster shaft out the window, dripping voluminous surges of precum onto the lawn below.

As Gina buried her fist into her snatch, Sindy Sue lost it, mewled softly and dumped a huge launch of her woman water across the space between the homes and coated the Thomas’ siding with her potent pud pudding.

Though she only sent three strong streamers onto the neighbor’s home, she still flooded the space between with her warm, opalescent cream. Finishing up she peered down.

“Damn. Hope that soaks into the ground before morning,” she murmured, shaking her long stalk vigorously to get as much of her seepage out before hitting her bed.

Fitting the screen back into the window, she turned away.

A pair of eyes were watching the whole, incredibly virile display with interest from a darkened window. With a determined nod, the form left the window.