Becka Becka Pecka Wrecka
All character copy write to me, Janus Wolff
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There once was a girl named Rebbecka, though everyone who knew her simply referred to her as Becka. She was a sweet little thing, only twelve, with a grey bushy ring tail and short, soft fur, and a cute little mask right over her nose. She giggled and laughed and joked with her friends, like any twelve year old may, but under her light hearted face was the soul of a black blooded beast.
Sweet little Becka, young she may be, was no stranger to a mans desires. She was witty, and quick, and had an eye for those who would pick up on her seductive desire. She would giggle and bounce, parading around, in her cutest and shortest of skirts. Her little coon rump, rounded and plump, would just be visible under the hem. Her little girl breasts, flat though they were, she made sure were noticeable under her tight fitting blouse. And her cute little belly, slightly plump with preteen fat, peeked out from below her shirt. It was a sight so cute, so sweet and so sexy, that even the most moral man would crack. And so it was that adorable little Becka grew to get her way. It started out small, little seductions and all, and formed to something much more.
It began with a grade, so small a thing, just a D but she knew it would not do. Her father would beat her, her mother would scold her, and her brother would tease her too. So to her teacher she went, little Becka did, to bargain out a deal. The lecherous old fox, cunning and sly, had a thought for what extra she may do. You see Becka had paraded before him, all dolled up and sexy was she. With her nice little rump, and her smooth little belly, and her little twelve year old bust.
So Mr. Tongs, the teacher in question, told Becka to meet him after class. And come she did, all cutesy and shy, and Tongs knew it was all just a ploy. He told little Becka: "You know what I want". And she did because she was not dumb. She danced and she twirled and giggled and curled Mr Tongs toes right in his shoes.
Her little ass shook and her little skirt rose, to expose her hot little panties. Pulled tight in the back, so as to show her little crack, and round out those cute little cheeks. The bulge grew and couldn't be hid, and Tongs knew his moment was at hand. When Becka danced close, her grabbed her and pulled, her right down onto his waiting lap. The little girl gasped in surprise at what she felt poking at her back side. Mr Tongs cock, hard and wanting, slipped from the top of his pants. Holding Becka in place, the sly fox had his way, sliding his dick right up in between her cute panties and cheeks, rubbing it into her fur. She giggled and gasped and wriggled and laughed, at the old fox's funny little game.
Tongs grunted and groaned, rubbing his shaft, into little Becka's ass. But she grew bored quite quick and swiftly pulled down her girly panties.
"now let me lead" little Becka whispered her voice husky with desire. Now quick as a flash the little girl did spread her rump on his spire. She groaned deep in her throat while the old fox did gasp at the tightness around his old shaft. Her tail hole flexed and clenched and stretched as skilled little Becka did ride.
The little cowgirl giggled as she rode her rodeo pony, bouncing as hard as she could. At first it was heaven, then something more, as the little coon girl milked his cock. She laughed in delight, and though it was tight, she managed to find pleasure in the pain. As time went by however, the old fox did note, with growing distress I might add. That our little seductress was going quite fast, ploughing her rump down hard. Into his stomach her butt did mash, causing him to gasp for air. And though it felt good for his cock, his balls were crushed by to dust by little Becka as she giggled and played, hammering down way too hard. "my butt feels so good!" she called as his eyes crossed in pain.
"your turning my nuts into goo!"
she did not hear though and continued her ride, like a child on a coin operated machine. And even through the pain, one must regret to say, poor Mr Tongs did give way. Into her rear did he pour his seed, splattering her inner most place. Her bowls were strung as if on holiday, with strings of glistening white lights. Load after load his flattened balls spat, into the delighted girls rear. When she finally stood, all that goo it did, pour down her thighs in a river.
"so Mr Tongs, I do believe," our sweet little heroine did coo
"you owe me an A, so that I may escape the punishment I am due."
"you crazy little girl1" the old fox cried, clutching his groin in pain.
"you nearly killed me and now you dare to ask for what you haven't earned?!" poor little Becka pouted, lip trembling and cried;
"you didn't like my little bum?" then an idea sparked in her perverse little mind;
"ill ride you again for free!"
she went home that day, sullen and sad, though in her hand she held her A. now what could Becka do but be weepy and blue, when her sex made people run away?