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X -citing	By : JdWheels Category: +1 through F > Fillmore! Views: 7327 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the cartoons of Disney Studios, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Three - An apple a day...

It was an hour before classes started at X middle school on a sunny friday. People were arriving for their morning routines, and the Safety Patrol was no different.

Ingrid was in the office first, going over reports on a shakedown ring in the cafeteria, as someone was trying to keep the chocolate puddings for himself, and make a tidy profit when resold to desperate students at greatly inflated prices She was also looking forward to seeing Fillmore again, since they had been busy for the last few days. She smiled, as her little cunny twitched with the thought.

Minutes later, the smooth walking form of Fillmore came in. He seemed to be tired this morning, but he still give Ingrid a huge smile.
“ Morning.” He said.

Ingrid could feel her body shiver, as she looked at the lad. She nodded, as she found herself unable to talk for a moment. He smirked, and headed to his desk, as Ingrid calmed herself down. They exchanged a glance or two, the got down to the tasks at hand.

It was just before lunchtime, Fillmore was in his math class, when his walkie talkie went off. He answered it. Junior Commissioner Vallejo was on the other end.
“ Fillmore!” He said sharply, as he normally did even when they had been face to face. “ You and Ingrid go To the Apple orchard... some tip has come in that it might be the stashing place for those stolen lunches and the pudding heists.”
“ Could it be the same greedy guy, eh?” Said Cornelius, as she seemed to have figured it out already.
“ Awh, gee... if you could!” Said The Commissioner, chuckling with sarcastic mirth
“ Alright... we on it.” Cornelius said, standing up.

The teacher just nodded her head, as the bald headed young man raced out. The teacher did not even flinch, obviously very use to the boy’s sudden leaving.

Soon, Ingrid and Fillmore were combing the trees for any signs of the lunches, or suspects. The trees could very well hide these lunches.
“ Do they know who give the tip?” Ingrid asked.
“ They never said...” The boy replied. “ It was just a tip left on the voice mail.”

Ingrid nodded, knowing that sometimes this was the best they could get.... A single lead. They had to work with what they had.

She smiled, and followed the boy, actually glad to be doing this with him. She was never a follower, always being the rebel leading things, but she found that she just wanted to follow the lad.

After a meticulous search of most of the orchard, they came up with nothing. The only part they had not searched was the farthest part of the orchard itself, set against the main highway out at the back. Needing to find something to go on, before Folsom would turn the Safety Patrol office into a Museum for Paper airplanes. They just trudged their way to the last area.

After a search again, they found nothing once more. Fillmore stepped towards the girl, a sour look on his face.
“ Nothing here.” He said, seemingly quite frustrated with everything at that point. “ That tip was a dead end.”

Ingrid looked into his face, to comment on the situation, but stopped. She felt a rush of great desire come over her, as she peered through his glasses, and saw the dark hazel eyes. She had been stopping thiose feelings all day, but now they were full force.

To her surprise though, the look was being mirrored back to her. His sourness had been replaced by lust.

His hands reached out and started to rove over her body, settling to cup the now swollen points of Ingrid’s tits through the fabric of her little black dress. The girl moaned, as electrical pleasure flashed through her body. She found her own hands on automatic, as they also went out and began to feel his thin yet lean body in response.

He kissed her, pulling her close to himself , which she did not object any to and actually returned the kisses with great intensity. The two felt the rush of their own hormones, and they latched on for the ride. The girl was throwing of heat like crazy, as they began to playfully fall to the soft grass below themselves. Both of them, it was a pleasurable move.

With himself landing on top, Fillmore pulled off the girl’s panties, and threw them aside as he felt his lust rise. He looked down at the nearly bald beaver that was in front of him, seeing how it glistened with wetness in the light as she held her legs open. He smirked, and pulled down his pants, reveling his rock hard penis sticking out straight.

Ingrid was excited by the sight of the youth arousal, and felt her own cunny twitch, as his eyes looked at her opening. With passion flairing rtrhough out her body, she looked at the lad and opened her legs for him. He smiled, knowing that he had just got the green light.

With one thrust, The boy slammed his rod deep into Ingrid’s sopping wet cunt. She was so wet, that his cock had easily sliced its way in while still feeling so incredibly tight. Ingrid gasped, locked her legs around his hips and began humping the dusty skinned lad with firey passion
“ Give it to me...” She breathlessly said, her eyes locking on his. She did not understand why she was talking like that, but forces inside of herself were in control, she knew that much.

The lad nodded, and started to thrust his hips, making his pubic bone slam into her’s with each. She gasped, and returned her own hip movement, as his cock seemed to fill her fully up. She squirmed under him, feeling his rod pound into her. She realized, she had been waiting for this all day, reveling the feelings of the lads dick burrowed deeply into her.

Fillmore could feel the girl’s tight pussy grip him in it’s wet embrace, pulling every single sensation of pure ecstasy that was there. He pummeled his member in and out of the girl with abandon, their bodies slapping together in a dance of sweat and passion. He felt her hips slamming against his in response, and that drove him to pump faster still. The feeling of her cunt’s walls, driving him ever on.

Ingrid felt her whole body twitching with delight, as the lad gave it to her. She knew she was lying on the ground in the grass and where they were, but her whole body could only focus on what the lad was doing to her body, and what she was doing to him. Sweat rolled off of her, making her already slick puss even more slippery, giving the lad even more reason to go harder. Ingrid hears a cry of pure intense passion echo through the apple trees that surrounded them, then she realized that it was her.

Many little orgasm flooded her body, making each one twitch her body uncontrollably. Another one, much bigger than the one it was replacing, rocketed through her small body. She humped her pussy up to the young man’s like a triphammer, the orgasms controlling her body now. She could feel a real large orgasm now building inside of her. She groaned, as it set to push her over the edge.

When she felt Fillmore’s cock start to spasm against her inner walls and shoot it’s load deep inside of her, it triggered her gargantuan orgasm to rip through the very fiber of her being as he grunted with his release in her ear. She cried out and held on to the lad that was pumping his last little bit into her, her body shaking violently with the climax, her hips drawing every single drop of white gold from him.

They layed there, spent on the grass. He looked down at her, as he could feel his still half hard prick was wedged in her vibrating pussy. She looked up at him and smiled with almost a bashful grin.
“ Does this mean... we are going out?” She said
“ I would say so..” He said, smiling wryly.
“ We can’t tell anyone about us.” She said, feeling her cunt throb with a sensation of satisfaction.
“ I won’t say a word.” He smirked.

The two kissed for a moment, then separated, although very reluctantly. They both were wishing that they could just continue on for the entire day like this. Duty was calling nonetheless, and they both knew it.

Fillmore’s walkie talkie went off, as Vallejo called over for him. He answered it with a faked reply, hoping that he was not breathing too hard to reveal what they had just done.
“ Did you find anything there?” He asked.
“ Not much here...” Cornelius replied, adding. “ we even looked all around the grassy area.
“ Come on in then...” The Junior Commissioner said. “ We will review the recordings with the tip... we might have it all wrong.
“ We will be right there.” Said the lad, signing off.

He looked over at the pretty black haired girl, who was putting what seemed to be her little white panties in her dress pocket. He looked at the girl very puzzled, his eyes questioning what she was doing.
“ My panties were too wet to put back on..” She smiled, adding. “ Not that I am complaining.”
“ Going commando, are we?” He smiled.

She giggled back, as she got to her feet with the help of a pull from the dark skinned boy.
“ I have a second pair in my Gym locker, that will make sure that any errand breezes would give people a free show.” She explained.
“ Good... that show is mine.” Cornelius said.

The girl giggled. Right now, it was his.

The two held hand together and walked off to return to X, until letting go before being in view of the school. Both knew that no one could find out about their relationship... but that was what made it so fun to do too.
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