The Girl Scout
This is an adult story intended for readers over the age of 18. All work is copyright Professor Bob 2003.
Sarah walked up the walkway of a particularly nice house, dressed in her clean girlscouts uniform. The young kangaroo, about the age of 12 (11 and a half to be precice), and quickly learned this area was a very good sales place for her girlscout cookies. These rich folk just threw their money around! She stepped up to the door and rang the bell with her little smile, trying to be extra cute and curtious. The door opened moments later, with a dark brown otter stepping into the doorway, in a pair of his jeans and a casual shirt.
"Hello there", the man, only in his late twenties smiled back at her.
"Hi sir! I'm with the local girl scout troop, and I'm selling our cookies for a trip for us all. They're really good, and it's for a good cause!", Sarah said cutely, trying to stress her purpose in the manner she was supposed to. The man put a paw to his chin and stroked it in thought, looking the young roo over.
"I'm not sure little lady, I'm not a big fan of cookies..", he glumly said. "If I was, I'd gladly by the whole lot to help you girls out", he added, taking the paw from his lower muzzle. Sarah frowned a little, seeing this was a good find, but an uninterested buyer. She hummed a moment.
"Is there anyway I could get you to buy some? Please?", Sarah said with her most cutest look, paws together. The otter looked like he was quietly pondering. "I'll do anything to get that many cookies sold!", she nodded lots.
"..Come on in", he said after a moment, stepping out of her way. Sarah padded herself inside and he shut the door behind her. "You can get me to buy as much as you like as long as you cooperate, alright?", he looked to her and said. Sarah nodded again. He took her paw and led her over to his sofa, where he without a word, pulled his jeans and briefs down, kicking them off his footpaws. Sarah went wide eyed and meeped in utter surprise, seeing a male bare himself, sheath and all.
"W-what are you doing?", the roo girl studdered, taking a step back.
"Just do as I say, and you'll get the biggest sale of your life", he assured her, taking off his shirt to show his semi-muscular chest as he sat down on his sofa, sheath already thickening. "First, I want you to kneel down and lick. Pleasure me and get me hard..I'm sure you'll figure it out quickly", he said calmly and gently, as to not scare his guest. Sarah slowly knelt down, wondering what the heck she was doing. She got right between his legs and leaned in, looking at the dark brown sheath and fuzzy sac with curiosity. The roo reached out with one of her light tan paws and felt the thick sheath, feeling it to be a little meaty. Her furred forefinger prodded and rubbed at the opening, getting a light murr from the otter above. Sarah guessed she was doing this right, and not minding it, she started to rub and finger at the little hole at the end of his sheath. The otter's pink cock head quickly slipped from the opening, and he gestured to it with his paw. Sarah got the message and leaned father in with a little sniff...finding the smell to be actually almost welcoming. His fur was also very clean to go with it, from what the girl could see. She drew out her tongue a little slowly, running across the tip of his slowly emerging cock, getting a rather pleasured sound from above. She began to steadily lick the man as he continued to unsheath himself quickly, running her tongue from top to all the way down. She slipped the head into her little roo muzzle and suckled softly, running her tongue briskly over it. The man grunted and gave a much louder murr, gripping at the sofa with his paws.
"That's enough there miss. You go ahead and strip yourself bare now for me", he got out through his panting. Sarah relased his cock head from her muzzles gentle clasp and stood up, feeling a bit embarassed. Never the less, she starts to get her girl scout uniform off. Her white cotton panties come off last, and she stepped out of them through her roo footpaws and stood cutely for the otter. "My you look sweet", the otter said to her with a smile. He rose from his seat and lifted her up, lying the roo on her back, upon the soft and big arm of the sofa. She blushed, her legs spread open as she was lied down there, her girlslit perfectly visible between her roo legs. "This will be the last thing I ask of you..", he said quietly, putting his paws on her hips. Being up on the arm of the sofa, the otter's malehood stood at the same height as Sarah's virgin sex. Sarah, watched and breathed heavier in her own anticipation, having grown fond of this...the man pulled himself foreward and pushed, pressing the tip of his cock to her warm crotch. Her furred lips spread for him with a gentle press and he murred, slowly sliding himself into her young and tight passage. Sarah wimpered, finding this uncomfortable and pleasureable at the same time, feeling his warm shaft spread her and push himself in. The otter used his hips to draw back slightly, then thrusted himself all the way in with a light yelp from Sarah as her young cunny was taken. Leaning over, the dark furred otter started to rock his hips, thrusting himself in and out at a good pace, but making sure his young guest could handle it. Sarah gripped her immature roo claws at his sofa arm, moaning and panting, keeping her legs spread without much difficulty. The man's paws squeezed and kneaded at the girl's roo hips, using them to help thrust, and his otter clawtips to gently scritch and pleasure as he moaned, her tight girlhood gripping and tensing on his cock as he rocked himself in and out of her slick passage and folds. Sarah let loose a murr, curling her cute little roo toes. She had never before felt such pleasure, and the throbbing feeling in the little nub of her clit as her body heaved and rocked to the otter's growingly faster and stronger thrusts. Sarah started to wimper and squirm in her ecstacy, kicking her footpaws gently, before she squeeled and clenched her sex hard, having the very first orgasm of her life. The otter growled and thrusted hard at the sudden clenching a warmth of her cum around his cock, cumming with a only slightly louder growl, panting and squeezing the young girl's thighs. Their cum leaked from Sarah's sex and dripped slowly down her crotch and across her tailhole. The man smiled and breathed heavy still, withdrawing himself slowly with a bit of cum trying to keep the two stuck together. He leaned down and licked the girl's crotch and tailhole clean from what had leaked out.
"That was terrific. You may get dressed, I'll be back in a second", he said as he walked off. Sarah slipped her tail off his sofa arm and landed on her footpaws upon his carpet, feeling at her girlslit with her paw. She stepped to her clothes and put her panties back on, and by the time the whole uniform was back on, the otter returned, still without any clothes, but he had sheathed himself again. He took Sarah's order form and clicked his pen..
Sarah stared at the form as she walked down the street, on her way home. She loved her experience, but she was even more shocked at what he wrote...
He ordered $100,000 worth of cookies
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Almost two weeks have passed since then, and Sarah had been quite the busy girl. She got quite a few merit badges for getting such a hefty 'donation', since they had no clue what really happened. Sarah knew well enough to keep her little muzzle closed on the subject, and just enjoy all the star scout treatment she was getting. The young roo has also learned another thing from her experience with that otter, that she wouldn't know would actually lead to her downfall...
"So Sarah, what do you wanna trade for it? You know already that I won't give it up for pretty much any of your cards", Sarah's friend, Justin, said holding up one of his trading cards between two of his furry wolf fingers* Sarah went through her own cards with a sigh as she sat beside the other 11 year old on a picnic bench she had in her backyard, unable to find anything that stubborn boy would have liked for it. She really wanted that card, and she didn't like the fact she couldn't have it.
"Would you trade something else for it?..", Sarah sort of whined, setting her cards down on the red wooden table.
"Like what?", Justin asked very curiously, knowing the girl didn't have any sort of object he wanted. The question lit a smirk upon the girl's face, having gotten an idea. She put her paw in his lap, scooching closer with a look on her muzzle that made the boy blink and look confused.
"Oh, I have something..", Sarah purred to him, slipping her paw into the front of Justin's pants. Before the boy could even yelp, she was already kneading the boy's little sheath and sac, playing with the fur and his sheath opening.
"S-s-sarah??", Justin, blurted surprisedly out, fidgeting his footpaws and purring as well, finding this rather pleasureful. After two weeks, Sarah had experience...she knew by now, thanks to that man, that sex was a way to get her way and what she wanted. She slipped one of her lil roo nails into the opening of Justins sheath as she felt around, coaxing the tip of his cock out and rubbing it with a furred fingertip. By now, Justin was just panting and murring. Sarah just grinned wide and rubbed his whole shaft and sheath, still looking into his face.
"Can I have it now?", she said in her own little way.
Justin nodded lots and put the card on top of her pile. "H-here!", he studdered, and with that, Sarah withdrew her paw and smiled.
"Thanks Justin, I knew we could work something out", she giggled softly at the look on Justin's muzzle.
"I'm gonna go now..g-got something to do! Yup!", Justin said briskly, grabbing his cards and scampering through the yard for home. Sarah, still with a smile on her kangaroo muzzle, picked up her trading cards and put them in her box, admiring the new one for a moment before padding herself back towards her house. She slid open the back sliding glass door and stepped in, footpads on the soft carpet. As soon as the door closed however, a sharp, stern voice made her fur stand on end.
"Sarah Natalie Paulson! What do you think you were doing out there?!", the voice of her father bellowed, making the young rooess spin around with a jolt.
"Daddy! What do you mean?", Sarah tried to play dumb, scuffing her footpaws at the carpet.
"You know exactly what I mean young lady!", he growled, stepping to his daughter and taking her by one of her roo ears and pulling her towards her room, making her yelp and wimper as she stumbled along with a sting in her ear. "I watched and listened to every single thing! So you think sex is some kind of tool huh? I'll teach you differently!", he growled and scolded angrily as he pulled his daughter roughly to her bed and let go, before closing the door. Sarah was terrified and took a step back as her father approached her again. He took her by the arm and sat down on the side of the bed, pulling his little roo over his lap. Sarah squeeled and kicked her legs, though she was firmly held down, with her denim shorts and pink panties being tugged down her roo legs. He was going to spank her, and she didn't like that idea!
"Noooo, don't! Please daddy, I dun' wanna get spanked!", Sarah howled, till she yelped at a sharp firey swat. Her father's strong paw felt like tsunami impacting her young rear, and it would continue coming. Her father began his spanking of his daughter slow and hard, slapping below her tail as hard as he could, right in that same spot, over her tailhole. Sarah kept howling and yelping, and in no time at all gave her first teary sob as she began crying from the pain of her father's full force paw. A dull 'WHAP' would ring out at every spank to the little girl's tender young tailbase, till her father started to suddenly spank much faster, all over her rear end and thighs, stinging her rear and legs as a blaze spread through it like a forest fire. Sarah kicked her legs and yowled out in pain, bawling for her father to stop. After many more paw swats, and what felt like a long time to the lil roo, the spanks stopped coming. Sarah quickly moved her paws to rub her rear and tail, but a pair of firm paws grabbed her wrists.
"Think again about rubbing your tail. I'm not letting you, even after that", Sarah's dad said very sternly to his crying daughter, lookinh at her tender rear through her fur, seeing it nice and reddened good.
"Dad-ddeeee, I'm sssoowwwyyy!", cried the tear stricken Sarah, squirming in her father's lap like a little cub. The older male roo lifted her from his lap and bent her over the side of her bed, with her legs dangling off the side as she cried face down.
"Don't you move, I'm going to be right back", Sarah heard through her sobs, trying to lie still and keep her paws infront of herself. She knew her father had moved, but she couldn't hear well, so she really had no choice but to stay still, in fear of more spanks. In only a moment, he stepped back in, putting a tube of something beside her. Sarah kept quiet, watching as her father took the two pillows from her bed. "Stand up a moment", he commanded, and she obeyed. He placed the pillows one on top of the othere, right where Sarah was lying, and he lied his still slightly teary daughter back down with her tummy on top of the soft pillows, keeping her tail and lower half raised high. The father grinned and looked at what was posed infront of him, being his daughter's cute tan furred rear, legs, and the sweet little flower between her legs...yeah, he'd teach her a lesson alright, and enjoy it too. He unbuttoned his pants and slipped them down his legs, along with his briefs, before taking his shirt off. Sarah heard the ruffling of clothes behind her and turned her muzzle...taking a jump and giving a loud meep as she saw her father nude, and erect. "I told you to stay still!", the stern father yelled, grabbing her and pinning back down with his left paw, while bending over and grabbing the first applicable thing he saw with his right paw. One of Sarah's flipflops she discarded by her bed. With a good swing of his paw he smacked it hard against his daughter's rear causing her to scream out and buck upon those pillows. She cried quite good and squeeled out her wimpers and tears, having gotten a dozen of the very painful and loud 'CRACKS' to her tail before he stopped. "Now maybe you'll listen", he scolded down to his bawling girl, dropping the slipper and picking up the tube, which, Sarah hadn't known till now, was full of lube. Her father applied just a little to his big roohood with a grin and got behind his daughter, positioning himself till the head of his maleness touched the warmth of Sarah's soft girlslit. Sarah wimpered in tears and lowered her head in shame. Her father readied himself and bent over just slightly, putting his paws upon his girl, before pressing into the small little hole. Sarah's lips spread for her father's thick roo cock as the girl wimpered on the other end, half in punishment and half in pleasure. The older roo murred and thrust himself farther in, till he hilted himself in her very tight sex and she was squirming. Sarah was still crying a little as her father began rocking his big, strong hips, and taking her young passage. She didn't want it, and it hurt, but she couldn't ignore that it felt good.
"Mmmmmhhh-mmmm..", Sarah whined out, gripping her bedsheet as she listened to her father pant and moan, feeling her little cunny stretched and getting banged. Her father held onto her and kept thrusting his hips, just as he was, while Sarah continued to wimper and whine in pleasures and humiliation. His shaft drew itself in and out of his daughter's wet, clenched, and hot pink hole, rubbing his sensitive shaft through her own sensitive folds.
"I'll teach you sex..isn't a tool..", Sarah's father growled out in pleasure, humping her daughter faster and harder, making her squeel out as her small and innocent little sex was taken even harder, stretching it more to accomodate her dad's wet shaft. Sarah bit her lip and groaned, feeling herself welling up inside like she did last time, and even squirming in anticipation. Her father gripped her more tightly and sped up his thrusts with a huge grin, rubbing his shaft all over her clit. Once he felt her tense up, just as he knew his wife to before she came, he pulled out of his daughter's sex and started briskly pawing his shaft, spurting his cum all over hear rear and tail with a long murr. Sarah wimpered more desperately, having not came, being so close to it, fidgeting her legs and curling her little roo toes. Once her father finished cumming, he lifted his daughter up and brought her over to the corner, slapping at her paws when she tried to rub her horny swollen loins. "Keep your paws..", he said, taking her paws and placing them on her head, "..on your head, and stare right at that corner. You're not getting your release, and you're not going to rub your rear, so deal with it. You've been a bad girl", he finished scolding, before going to pick up his clothes and the tube of lube. Sarah hung her head un the corner, wimpering and trying not to squirm her legs about, as her sex drooled a little, dripping down to the carpet below. Her little cunny had been taken again, and this time with no benifit. Only shame and pain came from this one...daddy taught his girl her lesson.