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Having made up your mind, you leave your hiding place among the bushes, making no further attempt to sneak. You approach slowly but steadily and the lovely young squirrel girl notices you immediately. With a twitch of one ear her head jerks around, fluffy tail wiping around in surprise. Upon noticing your massive erection wobbling to and fro as you head toward her, she bolts to her feet. At the same time, she drops her grass weave basket causing a small pool of acorns to tumble out at her feet. The wide eyed squirrel girl doesn't even seem to notice as she backs away from you, hands tucked in to her modest chest, fluffed out tail twitching nervously behind her. The trunk of a large oak tree puts an end to the terrified girl's backward movements and she stops visibly shaking.

At that moment you felt certain that if you said "boo" she would have jumped right out of her skin. Instead, you stop a few feet away from her stiffly shivering form, then kneel down to scoop a few acorns back into the weaved basket with one shovel sized hand. You manage to get most of what was dropped, and then look up to see her flinch at your gaze. Slowly you extend one arm out, holding the girl's small basket by its artfully woven handle. You make sure not to move an inch as she very tentatively reaches out for it with one quivering hand.

When she reaches for the handle uncertainly, you give an encouraging nod, and place it into her palm. Her hand is pleasantly warm and soft to the touch. Her eyes never leaving yours, she retracts herself and you can barely here her whisper, "Thank you." You smile a little then look back to the ground and start picking up more of the small round nuts. After a few moments you notice the girl too is back on her knees close by, gathering as well. You find acorns difficult to grasp individually, your large fingers too clumsy to grab them with dexterity. You notice the squirrel girl by contrast seemed to have no difficulty at all claiming them with agile slender fingers. It takes a little while but soon you have a large handful and present them to her.

Still on all fours, she smiles gratefully and extends both her arms with the open basket for you to drop them in. As she reaches out she notices a slight resistance and looks down to see your erect stallion pillar pushing in the thin wall of the basket. She retracts into herself immediately, nearly losing her carefully collected nuts again. "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to..." she trails off, focusing her gaze on the ground. However you do notice the glances she sneaks back to your throbbing stallion hood. You give her a slight smile, "It's ok." She is clearly having trouble keeping her eyes off your erection, while at the same time trying to smile up at you.

She places the basket behind her as if desperate to give her hands something to do and babbles, "You're just... and it's so..." Suddenly but slowly you start to lean over her, and she leans backward uncertainly as you reach around her, then drop the acorns you have into her basket. The move causes your massive flared head to brush up one of her furry brown legs, run over her jean skirt, and plant a precum tipped kiss on her trim explosed waist. You stop, towering over her slender form, looking down at her. The squirrel girl's eyes are wide and fixed on your massive cock lightly pressing on her belly. One of her small hands slowly moves out as if to touch it, but then she catches herself and forces it to the ground. "It's all right," you coo softly.

She bites her lower lip as she looks to you for reassurance her large brown eyes questioning. You smile. She looks back at your flat horse tip, her hand rising again and slowly moving toward you. As the very tip of her index finger finds your flared head, she freezes and her eyes shift back to you. You nod and smile again. Tentatively, the rest of her hand only just makes contact with the rim of your flare, which itself is bigger than her fist. Her fussy fingers quest lower, running slowly over the top half of your length. The soft fur tickles, and your penis lifts once, engorging further for a moment. She gasps, large eyes darting up to yours and asks, "Sorry, sorry, did that hurt?"

"Oh no," You say longingly, "It feels really, really good." She smiles, brightly, buck teeth showing on her upper lip. Emboldened she lightly grasps what she can of your shaft with her curious hand, though even with both you doubt she could wrap around you even once. She squeezes lightly in various places as she explores you. "It's so warm, and hard." She comments out loud without seeming to realize it. She tries to rise up from her leaned back position, and you move back on your knees to allow her. As your cock shifts away from her, she follows it as if mesmerized.

You lean back this time, planting your hands behind you on the grassy forest floor, knees and cock splayed before you. She leans forward, both supple padded hands now wrapped around your erection. The little squirrel starts an awkward jerking motion that quickly encourages a large bead of precum to tip your flared head. Her hands pull you forward to her face and she sniffs the new arrival a bit, then touches it experimentally with her tongue. "Mmm salty," she says delightfully, meeting your gaze. She can see the obvious pleasure in your expression and she begins jerking up and down your shaft, in what seems to be an attempt to extract more pre. She isn't disappointed.

Globs of precum sporadically appear on your tip and the squirrel girl laps them up eagerly, her warm soft tongue racing across your head feels wonderful. She slowly refines her jerking technique which eventually ends with both of her arms wrapped around your shaft, and her soft warm upper body pressed against you as she uses her legs to move herself up and down your length. As she coaxes another glob of pre from you and greedily laps it up, you ask, "You like that huh?" "Oh yeah!" she responds with drunken cheer. "Then let's try something that will really get the juices flowing." You suggest. "Hold on tight."

You then wrap one hand around the girls back, she instinctively tightens her grip around your shaft uncertainly, and your other hand wraps around her firm squirrely ass tail between your meaty thumb and index finger. You then left her up clear from the ground. She is only a few inches off the ground but tucks her legs in and round your shaft instinctively, the balls of her padded feet brushing the hand you have on her butt. One large brown eye peers at you questioningly from around your shaft and you give a wide smile as you move her whole body up along your length.

The girl grips you tight in sudden fear, as you pull her body back down so her tucked in thighs rub your base and her shins just brush your cantaloupe size balls. Then up again, and down repeatedly. She is holding on so tightly that the flesh of your penis is stretched almost uncomfortably taunt every time you move her down. Her tight grip combined with her soft warm body is getting you off and fast. Precum is flowing freely from you now, much to the squirrel girl's delight, and her head bobs up and down just above your flare, trying to lick it up every chance she gets. She starts to move her arms and legs, like she intends to climb you in an effort to put her in a better position to get at your salty semi-translucent deposits.

As you feel yourself grow closer to climax, your breaths come harsher and your pace is quickening rapidly. The friction has caused the small furry's top to come undone and her modest, soft, tan, breasts rub wonderfully against your girth. She, herself, has given up trying to lap up any more of your pre cum in favor of hanging on for dear life, her head busily dodging your wildly pumping flare. With one final pull downward, you bring the squirrel girls face right before your urethra. In that second a massive blast and pent up cum rushes up through you with such intensity that both of you can feel it. Confused the girl makes the mistake of looking down at your gland, and is punched in the face hard by your first massive volley of alabaster nut butter.

On impact the thick rope splatters on her nose and mouth, knocking her head back, the blast blooms in all directions as it becomes a wave, ricocheting off her stunned face. Hit with such force, the squirrel girl loses her grip on you and falls back. You let her hit the ground as you fall forward over her, one large hand on the ground to her side, the other madly pumping your massive shaft. You direct the subsequent ropes of jizz at the young girl's already plastered face.

Mouth and nose filled with cum and taking on more, she sputters and coughs, bringing up both arms and legs to try and ward off the powerful jets of sperm. She squirms around, hands open as if to catch the oncoming tides, even raising her feet, toes spread, to do the same. The continuous onslaught doesn't give her a chance to see clearly where it's all coming from and she mostly just manages to coat her entire body with thick warm stallion milk.

As your balls start to empty and your jets turn into streams, your breath becomes rapid and deep, and your muscles are stricken with sudden exhaustion. You look down at the girl, who now reminds you of someone squirming under a wet white bed sheet. The painted squirrel girl, no longer under assault, tries with little success to wipe some of you away from her eyes, leaving tan and brown streaks against her mostly white soaked fur. Her furry tail is matted to the ground, heavy with spunk, as is her open shirt. Small firm breasts are still visible though thoroughly coated like the rest of her.

A few more times she wipes at her face with her palms and forearms, and then has cleared up enough to peer at you with one large brown eye. She then lifts her head to looks around herself and at the impressive white pool cooling and expanding around her, then at her cum drenched body, and finally starts to laugh drunkenly. "At least I got plenty of nuts." She remarks finding her precious bag relatively unstained. At that she plops back down with a small wet splash and then starts to weakly moves her arms and legs as if to make a cum angel, sighing contentedly.

Satisfied with the preceding events, you manage to get to your legs and head back to camp.