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X -citing	By : JdWheels Category: +1 through F > Fillmore! Views: 7327 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Note: I do not own Fillmore, the Disney company does. I do not make money off of it in any way.

Ingrid’s Thoughts.

X Middle school was quiet, as the bell had long past to send them all home. In the Safety Patrol’s headquarters, only one person was still there. Ingrid Third was catching up on looking over some old case files in the silence of an empty school.

She sat at her desk, checking out each file carefully, but she could feel the silence creeping all around her. She tried to focus on what she was reading, but it was coming more harder to do.
“ Ingrid, get your mind on the work” She muttered to herself, as she found her mind wandering.

Her focus was on Cornelius Fillmore, her partner. She had been his partner for many months now, and found herself feeling more than just a friendship to him. She was finding him invading her thoughts, and her dreams at night. She was trying to keep him out of her brain, yet even a genius like her, sometimes could not stop that when feelings like this was that strong.

She leaned back in her chair and layed her head back a little. She found herself daydreaming about the boy again, and he was naked in this one. This fantasy had been happening quite a bit in the past few weeks, and she found herself actually letting such thoughts come to her more and more. Today was no different.

She could see his dusty skin, his bourgeoning manhood in her mind’s eye. She felt a strangely pleasant tingling feeling appear between her legs. She had never had that before, and opened her eyes and looked down. She was curious why the crotch of her panties were starting to feel all wet, and that strange tingle was getting stronger, as was that image in her mind.

She lifted the hem of her black dress, and peered down. At the juncture of her legs, she could see the wet spot on her simple white panties. She opened her legs a little, and saw the panties were wet right down until her bum area, to the point of being nearly soaked. She reached down and touched the wet patch with an air of curiosity.

When her finger contacted the wet fabric and her young pussy beneath it, she felt her small womanhood twitch and throb. She felt a warm sensation beginning to come over her inside, and there was another urge to touch herself again. She did, and the urge became even more powerful with the second touch, as it made her now quiver.

She knew what was happening, after sitting through the long classes of Health, but it never prepared her for this. You can read it in a book, but it just was not what the words could describe.

Intrigued with it, she got off her chair and quietly went to the door. She opened it a little, and looked down the hallway. There was no one even close to the Safety Patrol office, not even a custodian. She smiled, and hurriedly backed in to the office. She locked the room’s only entrance and went back to her desk, excited to just explore this strange new thing.

Quickly, she made her way back to her desk. She sat down, legs spread wider on her seat, and touched the wet spot again, noting that the spot had grown since she had noticed it first. She felt a rush flow through her, urging her to do something about it, her mind chocked full of images of the dark skinned boy right there.

She leaned back and lifted her bum up off the chair. Slipping off the wet undies so they could slide past her bent knees and to the floor, she felt a rush of anticipation making her wet cunny tremble even more. When she sat down again, she felt the ache coming on, calling her from her awakened privates. It was just telling her to touch herself. She folded up her dress to her waist, exposing herself better.

Her fingers descended into her crotch, she nervously waited to see what that would do now that the barrier of fabric was away from her little sex. Her fingers brushed her now engorged outer lips of her pussy, and she gasped and jumped. The feelings were incredible, as the shock waves flowed through her like little eclectic shocks of pleasure. She probed her outer folds, and continued to feel those pulses shoot through her as they got stronger with each touch.

Finding a little nob of skin just near where she knew she peed, she touched that in her exploring. She gasped, as that brought even more electric shocks through her willowy body. She felt down lower, and found the where the wetness was coming from, and felt a huge wave crash through herself. She felt herself sweating, as her hand continued its exploring.

She felt the urge to dip her own finger in to this hole, as it was simply calling out to her to do it. She spread her legs farther, and tentatively sunk her pointer finger into this wetness. She let out a gasp, as the feelings now were overwhelming as it slid in with no trouble at all. Her minds eye was making it like Fillmore’s hard dark prick was the one going in side of her. She gasped, as she began to push her finger even deeper inside her now very wet puss, then she pulled it out and put it back again. That brought such a wave of pleasure, she actually squealed a little.

She could not stop the noises she knew she was making, as she continued. She tested if the speed of her movements would do anything. The faster she pumped her finger into herself, she felt the pleasure building deep within herself.

She inserted another finger inside her wetness, and the pleasure she got from it was undescribable. She pounded her hand in and out of herself faster and faster, feeling herself sweating with each push of her hand. Her thumb suddenly was hitting the nub she had found earlier, and making an already amazing feeling go through the roof.

Throwing her head back, she pulled up her legs so her feet could rest on the edge of the desk, so the fingers on her hand could more easily do their work. With access now full, she just pumped her hand with abandon, her hips bucking to meet the hand.

Her body heaving with each stroke her hand made in and out of her, she could literally imagine as if the boy’s penis driving through her into her very soul. She put one more finger in, finding it almost too tight for that one. Surprisingly after she got use to the third digit being stuffed inside her, little pleasure explosions rocked through her. With each passing second, she found herself unable to control it. It had taken over her completely. Her whole body now had a mind of its own.

It had built to such a height, that she felt herself beginning to shake uncontrollably. She doubled the speed of her hand, as that feeling was right there, just waiting to be released. She felt like she was right on the edge, and her body was telling her to jump off that ledge. She used her thumb in conjunction with her fingers, the thickest digit hitting that little nub.

When it hit, it was like a dam had burst.. She found that in the throws of this, she could only scream one thing as it engulfed her.
“ F... Fillmore!!!!!!”

She felt her insides clench around her fingers, spasaming while her own wetness gushed out around her hand to drip down the crack of her ass her ass.. She threw her head back, arching her pussy off of the chair and gave a scream, as her whole body was sucked into a vortex of pure bliss. Her little puss shook and trembled even more wildly, as she plowed her hand in for all she was worth into the deepest recesses of herself. One last blast of the pleasure literally exploded through her, as she slammed her fingers right in to the knuckles. After a moment to collect herself, she felt it waning and leave her sweaty and spent.

She pulled her hand out of her pussy and looked at the wetness that made her hand all shiny. She felt peaceful and content like she had never been before. She smiled, as she could still feel her little hole going through the last few moments of twitching.

Ingrid set herself a little forward, so her relived pussy would feel the little breeze that swept through room, calming it down even more. She brushed back her very sweat soaked black hair and smiled.
“ Next time..” She whispered to herself, her body relaxing fully. “ Maybe I should include that Cornelius.”

In her minds eye, that would be great.

Ingrid smiled and picked up her panties that had fallen to lay just under her desk. She stuffed them into her backpack, knowing they were too soaked to be put back on right then She was in a hurry to get back to her room, she needed to ‘plan’ on how to get her dreamy thoughts to become a reality, and she knew that her fantasies just might prove the way to make that a reality.

She grinned, she could not wait. Picking up her backpack, she hurried to do the short walk to her house.

As she did, she could feel the rush of having no panties on awakening her puss once more. With a grin of anticipation, she knew this would be a very quick run home.
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