LINTY CUMS HOME (oh, you know!)

Story by misfit446

This is the continuation of LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP. So you all know she just HAD to come home SOMETIME! There is sex and there is story. And I hope Linty likes it. I'm trying to be careful to mirror her story in her fucking AWESOME series with a few minor changes which she has graciously allowed me to make. Like I said, there is Sex but there is STORY to set up more Sex later, sillies! And you will notice that when Lamedh is speaking with Linty, it is in italics but later it is not. You will see why. Okay, here we go!

LINTY CUMS HOME

The squealing of the brakes caused Linty, again asleep, to awaken, blinking her eyes against the bright sunshine. The bus made a hard and fast left turn, causing Linty’s head to bang against the window.

“FUCK!” she groaned out, rubbing the sore spot. Pulling the ear buds out she looked out the window. The bus was close to the park where her parents would be waiting for her. She felt a bolt of adrenaline shoot through her body. Her skin got prickly, her nipples got embarrassingly hard and her cock twitched in her billowy shorts.

The bus turned again, but Linty was ready, holding herself as the large lumbering vehicle leaned and lurched until it finally stopped. The driver opened the door and everyone began to pile out. Linty waited for the rest, not wanting to fight, bump and struggle for space. Once most of the girls were off, she got up and walked out, searching the pile of luggage for her own. She found her backpack and roll around and lugged them away, looking for her parents.

“Funny,” she murmured, not seeing her mother or Sam. She fought with her brain between concern and relief, knowing she had a few more moments to before she HAD to tell her parents about her extra appendage.

Through all the noise of families reuniting, she heard her name called. Turning, she saw a short, skinny boy waving at her. Vaguely, she remembered seeing the boy somewhere. Shrugging, she walked toward him.

“What do you want?” Linty asked.

“I-I’m supposed to take you home,” the boy said. “I’m Tom Travers. I live next door to Fuchsia.”

“Ooooohh, okay. This makes sense, I guess. But where are my parents?”

“Fuchsia said she would pick you up and I got the job. Come on, let’s go.” The little prick turned and walked away, leaving Linty to carry her own stuff.

She followed the boy and soon was plopping her bags into the trunk of an old ’65 Comet. Then they were driving away. Linty’s heart soared as she recognized all the landmarks and stores she missed for the last two weeks. She was beginning to feel she was home. But Tom took a turn and soon they were out of town.

“Hey, we’re not going the right way,” Linty stated.

“I’m to take you to Fuchsia.”

“But she lives . . . .”

“To where she is now. That’s all I know.”

A little miffed, Linty sat back and folded her arms under her still tingling breasts. “Fine,” she groaned out.

The forest preserve came into view. Linty knew where she was now. Tom pulled into the parking lot and stopped.

“What now?” asked Linty.

“Follow the trail. Fuchsia will meet you.”

“What? I’m not going to go out into that forest. I just LEFT a fucking forest.”

Tom shrugged. “Fuchsia said to take you here.”

“This is weirding me out.” With a sigh she opened the door. “Pop the trunk.”

“I’ll take your things to your house. Fuchsia told me were you live.”

Concern crossed Linty’s face. “Make sure my shit gets home or I’ll freakin’ hunt you down.” With that said, she slammed the door and Tom Travers raced away down the parking lot and exited at the far end, burning a little rubber.

Linty began to walk to the head of the trail. She closed her eyes and saw Lamedh standing there, a hand on her hip, the other gently jacking her soft, yet very impressive cock. “You got my back, right?” Linty thought out.

“Of course my dear. You will not be harmed,” Lamedh giggled, shoving the head of her dick into her mouth, nursing the tip sexily.

Linty followed the trail with its wood chips and cleanly delineated trail through tall, shading trees. Even though she believed Lamedh, Linty still felt a little weirded out.

Another ten minutes and Linty was getting tired of the game, her attitude becoming more angry than anything else. “FUCHSIA!”

Linty’s shout echoed about the woods but nothing came back but her echo. Sighing she stopped and turned about, looking about the woods carefully.

“I’m getting pissed,” she growled out.

“Linton, why don’t I take us up so we can see where this Fuchsia might be?”

Linty closed her eyes and noted that Lamedh was closer than normal. “You just want to fuck her.”

“Isn’t that what she wants from you?”

A giggled escaped Linty’s lips. “Yeah and I want it too.”

“So? Let us find the wanting one.”

“Oh okay.” Linty stepped back toward the darkness, straddling the line of light and dark so she could

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