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Wild Thornberries - A New Adventure	By : sladeraccoon Category: +S through Z > Wild Thornberries Views: 24558 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Wild Thornberries, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Wild Thornberries - A New Adventure
- 1
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, naturally. If I did, and it was airing on tv, I doubt I would be writing something like this anyway. No, I'd be making a cartoon of it.
There's sex with a minor in this. Remember, fantasies and such are nice, but most, if not all, should remain fantasies. Even if it's nice in your head and you really wanna do it, don't. It's better that way.
Eliza rolls her eyes as her mother once again puts Debbie in charge, as her mother and father head off into the wilderness to film some elusive animal. She sighs and starts to head towards the Comvee, only to be stopped when Debbie suddenly grabs her pigtails.
"Hey!" she complains, jerking her pigtail away. "I know, I know. You're in charge and you don't want me going into the jungle to get into trouble that you'll have to get me out of. I know."
Debbie screws up her face for a moment, surprised, before letting out a little forced laugh. "I know how much it means for you to run out and talk to your little animal friends. So, go on, just try and stay out of trouble." Giving her sister a pat on the head, she marches up the steps of the comvee, shutting the door.
"She's acting weird," Darwin says, scratching at his head, even though he has no idea what she just said.
"She actually wants me to go have an adventure, Darwin," Eliza says incredulous, before frowning. "She's up to something."
Marching forward, she starts to pull open the comvee door, but stops with her hand on the handle. Putting a finger to her lips, she motions for Donnie and Darwin to follow her to the treeline. "Debbie, I'm going!"
She waits for the response from her sister, before walking in a circle around the comvee, just inside the treeline, concealed from sight. Once on the other side of the comvee, she stops, Darwin running into her backside.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"I'm sneaking up on Debbie. I want to know what she's doing." She starts to move forward, but then reaches behind her to pick up a squirming Donnie, and clamp a hand over his warbling mouth. "Let's go."
The trio quietly walks up on the opposite side of the comvee, stopping just outside the picture window. They then hook their fingers over the edge of the windowsill, and pull themselves up to look inside.
Inside, Debbie walks into view, holding a magazine in one hand, and something else in the other. "She's finally gone, and she took the brat with her," Debbie says gleefully, dropping the two items on the couch, before quickly stripping.
The trio watches as Debbie drops onto the couch, propping both feet up on the edge to either side of her, spreading her legs wide almost as if giving the trio a show. She then picks up the previously unknown device, and flicks a switch.
"Hey, I know what that is," Eliza whispers. "It's her massager. She got it in Madagascar and made me promise not to tell mom or dad about it."
Debbie rubs the massager over her nipples, which come erect almost instantly, before picking up the magazine, which she looks down at adoringly. "Oh, Dolf," she whispers huskily, and lowers the massager down between her thighs, visible just below the bottom edge of the magazine.
The buzzing of the massager deepens as she presses it between her thighs, a loud moan escaping her lips. The massager moves up and down behind the magazine, as Debbie continues to moan and writhe.
The trio jump in unison when, after several minutes of this, Debbie suddenly convulses, clamping both legs together, and moaning loud enough that their parents probably heard her. As the moaning and convulsions die down, and her body relaxes, the trio drop down to the ground and look at each other in bewilderment.
After several minutes of silence, Eliza stands and walks around to the other side of the comvee, calling ahead of her. "Debbie, we're back!"
She listens carefully as Debbie's footsteps hurry off towards the rear of the comvee, followed by the sound of a drawer opening. The footsteps then recede further, followed by the closing of the shower door.
She heads immediately to the rear of the comvee, quietly opening drawer after drawer. She hears Debbie's muffled voice from the shower asking if that's her, which she replies it is, and that they just got back. The next drawer she opens, reveals Debbie's panties and bras, which in Debbie's hurry, fails to conceal the massager beneath.
Snatching it up, Eliza stuffs the wet, sticky device in her backpack, and yells to Debbie, "I just came back to get food and water. We're heading out again." At Debbie's reply, she hurries off into the wilderness.

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"Eliza?" Darwin asks, panting. "How far are we going to walk, anyway?"
Eliza stops, glancing around them, then walks over to a tree which provides a fair amount of shade. "I guess this will do," she answers, dropping down to her rump and pulling her backpack off.
Pulling the device from the backpack, she holds it up in front of her face, looking at it closely. She sniffs experimentally, smelling the strong musky scent of her sister, unsure what it is exactly.
Darwin sits close to her, followed on the other side, by Donnie. "Are you going to do what Debbie was doing?" Darwin asks, looking closely at the strange object as well. Donnie on the other hand, snatches it away from Eliza.
Sniffing at the device, Donnie leans in close and gives it a lick, before Eliza can stop him. At his expression, her hand stops just short of taking it away from him. With a hunger, he begins licking away at the massager, cleaning it of the sticky, wet substance that covers it. Once it is completely clean, he hands it back to Eliza, and just watches.
Frowning, Eliza glances at the device curiously, before turning to Darwin. "Do you think I should?"
Darwin chuckles. "Since when have you ever asked my opinion on things?" His demeanor changes slightly, as does his smile. "I think you should, Eliza. Debbie seemed to enjoy it."
Eliza nods, handing the massager to Darwin as she stands. She kicks off her shoes, then reaches up to pull her shirt over her head. Her nipples are small and pink, her chest perfectly flat, though her skin is smooth and only slightly freckled. She then reaches down to undo her shorts, then jiggle her way out of them. Her panties quickly follow suit, unabashed at getting naked in front of her best friend Darwin.
Taking a seat on the cool soil, she spreads her legs like she just recently observed her sister doing, and takes the device from Darwin. Her finger pushes the switch to on, and the massager begins vibrating.
At Darwin's nod, she slowly lowers the vibrator between her spread thighs, touching the tip to her prepubescent pussy. Her body jerks at the gentle vibrations, pleasure coursing through her body, before she can jerk it away. She smiles shakily, looking at Darwin. "W-wow, I think I see why Debbie liked this."
Darwin nods, gulping. "Keep going, Eliza," he says quietly, eyes fastened on her pussy.
Eliza doesn't question her friend, as she brings the massager back to her pussy, this time holding it in place. In no time at all, she is writhing in place, and would have fallen over if not for Darwin suddenly appearing at her side and catching her with his body. She almost drops the massager in her surprise at suddenly being pressed against warm fur, but Darwin catches it as well, and presses it against her.
She jerks at the reintroduction of the massager, pressing her face against Darwin's warm fur. In the back of her mind, she wonders when he took off his shirt, but any thoughts in her mind are suddenly driven away by the wave after wave of pleasure.
Soon she is writhing in place so much that Darwin places a long, gangly arm around her, holding her against him, as he moves the massager up and down her valley. He smiles, noticing her pussy releasing juices in torrents. The smile widens more as she suddenly wraps both arms around him and screams her pleasure as she climaxes for the first time.
Darwin instinctively takes the massager away, letting her come down from her climax. He watches her as she breathes heavily, raggedly against his chest, hands gripping his fur.
She slowly recovers, pushing off of him to sit up, however unsteadily. A small smile plays on her lips as she glances at Darwin, just as he runs his tongue across the massager, licking up her juices.
Blushing heavily, she tries to snatch it away, weakly, but he pulls it out of her reach and continues licking. Now that she herself caused it, she knows what the wet substance is, and tries to force words to escape her lips. "Darwin...don't."
Darwin smiles, setting the massager inside the backpack. "Ok, Eliza," he says, quietly, moving to sit in front of her, placing his large hands on her legs. Leaning close, he smiles at her, strangely. "I would much rather taste it at the source."
Without warning, he pulls her towards him by her legs, spreading them as he does so. She falls backwards with a cry, managing to catch herself on her elbow. Raising her head, she starts to reprimand him, but her words come out strangled.
Darwin had just then lowered his head down to her dripping pussy, and inserted a long tongue. A loud moan echoes through the jungle at the sudden intrusion, all strength again leaving her arms and legs, as she sinks back and lets Darwin do his thing.
His tongue plunges deep into his human companion�s pussy, lapping up the savory juices that pour out in such large quantities from deep within her. He lifts her rear off the ground, putting her legs over his shoulders as he continues to eat her out. A second, third, and fourth orgasm comes in rapid succession, each one robbing her of even more strength, leaving her exhausted and barely able to struggle, even if she desired to.
With his tongue aching, he slowly lets her down, and watches her as she gasps for breath, lacking the strength even to sit up. Once she gains a bit of her breath back, she manages to speak. "Darwin...that was...incredible. Thank you, thank you so much."
"Eliza?" Darwin asks, leaning over her.
"Yes?"
"If you really want to thank me, let me do something that will make me feel as good as you do, and will probably make you feel good again too," Darwin says, voice tinged with excitement.
"Oh, Darwin, I'm not sure I could take that again." She glances at his face, noticing his blatant desire to do...whatever it is he wishes to do, and gives in. "Okay, Darwin," she says with a smile.
Darwin returns the smile and disappears from view. What sounds like Darwin pulling off his clothes or moving hers comes to her ears, and she tries to raise her head to see, but Darwin has already returned and settled between her legs.
He gives her what he feels is a reassuring smile, and slowly pushes his small cock against her equally small, hairless pussy. Eliza simply smiles, and settles back. She doesn't know what he's about to do, but she's liked everything else so far that there's little chance she'll enjoy this.
Pushing his cock inside of her, he marvels at just how tight she is, while she at the same time, is alarmed at the large object that he is putting inside her. He pushes in about an inch, before he hits resistance, at which point he smiles widely, pleased.
"Eliza, this may hurt a little, but it will start feeling good again soon," Darwin reassures her, and before she can reply or react, he pushes forward, tearing through her hymen. He stops immediately after, keeping perfectly still, but she barely let out a tiny gasp.
He glances down at her with a questioning gaze, and she answers it with a small smile. "It hurt a little, but not much." Doubt flickers across her face. "Was that it, or is there more?"
Darwin's face is split by a big grin, mostly of relief. "That's all the pain there is," he says lightly, and pushes further in to demonstrate now that she has relaxed. Her immediate moan quenches any doubts he had himself.
He pushes his full length within her, then rocks back and forth, spread her out and getting well-lubricated. Once satisfied, he pulls out all the way then slams back inside her, the both of them grunting in unison. He looks back down at her, and she smiles again, and that is all the reassuring he needs.
He begins pounding her preteen pussy in earnest, her juices overflowing past the pistoning cock. Her moans once again fill the jungle as Darwin fucks her in earnest.
It only takes a few minutes before he feels the pressure building in his cock since it has been years since he had a female. Wrapping his long arms around Eliza, he holds her close as he begins thrusting harder and faster just before he fills her to the brim and beyond with his cum. As soon as the hot liquid begins pumping into her, her fifth orgasm rockets through her, further overflowing her filled pussy.
As the pair comes down, they hold each other close, giving in to their exhaustion and sleep.
A mere thirty minutes later, a very pissed off blonde comes charging into the clearing, wearing nothing more than a bath towel and shouts at the couple, completely ignoring the fact that they were just recently in the throes of love-making. "Eliza Thornberry! Where is it? What did you do with my vibrator?!"
Before the couple can manage to open their eyes, blink away the sleep, and realize the situation they are in, a tarzan-like yell fills the jungle, followed by a living cannonball from the treetops. It strikes Debbie's back, slamming her to the ground. The cannonball then stands, and before she can recover, rips away the towel.
At that moment, the shock of her situation shakes her out of her stupor and she leaps to her feet, turning to identify the attacker as Donnie. "You little pipsqueak! What do you think you're do--"
Her words are cut off as Donnie leaps at her, landing on her chest, and with surprising strength and dexterity, has her hogtied in the next moment with coiled vines.
Darwin and Eliza watch as Donnie runs in circles around his captured prey, howling and poking at her tender bits, before they succumb once more to sleep.
To be continued
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