I Love You Timmy Turner | By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 10443 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Fairly Odd Parents or any of the characters in this story. I have no financial interest, expect no money, etc. for this story. Not appropriate for underage readers. “see full disclaimer below". |
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Fairly Odd Parents or any of the characters in this story. I have no financial interest, expect no money, etc. for this story. This was written for my own (perverse) pleasure and I wish to share with adult fans who I hope will appreciate it. Comments are most welcome.
Not appropriate for underage readers. Strong sexual content, some cartoon violence, scenes of underage sex & nudity. Sex, drugs but no rock n roll. Sorry, can’t have everything
She awoke, hair painfully being tugged. The signal. She turned over in the darkness. Eyes closed, wide awake. Searching gently with lips and tongue she sought out that part of him she knew would make him happy.
A gentle kiss, a probing lick.
Somewhere in the deepest recess of her mind a tiny unheard voice whispered, “I hate you Timmy Turner.” And it was true.
More serious licking now. The tip of her tongue danced and swirled over his nearly hairless ball sack. Tracing the patterns of folds of his adolescent testicles. His hardening dick warm and pulsing against the side of her nose and cheek.
She hated this. That pleased him. That’s why she did it.
One ball slipped easily into her warm wet mouth, sucking gently, wetly, insistently. His hands in her hair, more painful tugging. He would erupt soon she knew.
That tiny voice was calling out unheard. “I hate you Timmy Turner. I hate you Timmy Turner.” And it was true.
Both balls now resting on her tongue. Sliding past her warm, moist lips. Sharp musty odor and taste.
Any second.
Sucking and suckling.
Kissing and licking.
Tasting.
Her eyes were open now, he erupted. He ignited in the darkness, shooting load after load on her skin, her face and her hair. A last spurt was fire in her eye. She hated this, hated this. Humiliated. “Bullseye” he whispered. Left eye burning, she cried out in the darkness. Pleased, because that’s what made him happy.
He thrust his wet softening cock into her mouth, knowing that she would swallow every last foul trace.
Knowing she would willingly clean his dirty cock with her tongue. And knowing how much she despised swallowing the last of his load… and wanting more of it.
He yanked her hair again and she obediently stuck out her tongue so he could finish cleaning his dick. Then he dried his cock with her long red hair.
He turned over and went back to sleep. Satisfied… for the moment.
“I hate you Timmy Turner” the unheard voice wailed in the darkness of her mind and soul and it was true.
Cum drying on her face and hair, tears streaming from her burning eye. Fighting the pain and the self-loathing, she whispered in the darkness, “I love you Timmy Turner.”
And that was also true.
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