🍒😍🦂⚡️ I hope I did this right, this was my first time LOL
Here's our first story of the night! Mr. Testaburger, Age Gap, Corruption, Rough & Ready! 💖💖💖
also I wasn't sure how to end this one I'm sorry. 😭
Mr. Testaburger x F!Reader
[South Park Masterlists]
Wendy and I had been friends for years, so spending the night at her family’s house was nothing new. I was supposed to be falling asleep on the couch listening to the TV drone.
Instead, I was feeling restless.
I had brushed my teeth, stripped down to just my T-Shirt and panties (everyone was asleep so whatever, right?) and I remembered I’d left my phone in kitchen.
I figured I could rescue my phone and get a glass of water for my trouble.
I padded through the house until my socks hit tile and stopped in front of the kitchen table.
I bent, reaching across the wooden table and heard a shutter click.
I blinked and spun around.
“Beautiful,” Mr. Testaburger murmured, holding his phone like he was filming wildlife.
I felt about a thousand feelings in the span of a second. Shock, disgust, and confusion all mingling together until they blended into something that felt a lot like lust.
“I could buy you something pretty. Or your college textbooks,” He said, reaching towards me.
His fingers traced my skin up to my ribs, lifting my shirt and exposing my stomach.
I felt my cheeks heat up and before I got a word in, the shutter clicked again.
“Get on the table,” He ordered and for some reason, I obeyed, “Lay down,”
The wood was cold against my skin, but I felt like I was fire. He stood over me, eyes scanning every inch of my body and I prayed he didn’t notice how embarrassingly wet my panties were.
He lifted my shirt, exposing my breasts and the shutter clicked again.
He palmed one of my breasts and a quiet groan escaped his lips. It seemed louder in the quiet.
His hand dropped down to my panties and he brushed his thumb over my clit. I almost squirmed.
“Let me look at you,” He dropped his phone on the table and pulled my knees apart.
I bit my lip as he pulled my panties to side. His fingers traced my wet slit and I really thought I heard his breath hitch.
I definitely heard him unbuckling his belt.
“Wait,” I shot up, pressing my hand against his chest, “I’ve never – I’m a…”
His head tilted as he looked me over, taking me in.
The corner of his mouth slid up into a smirk, “You’re a virgin?”
I nodded too quickly.
His large hand wrapped around my wrist, pulling my hand from his chest. He pushed me back down with the other.
When he had me where he wanted me, his hands went right back to his belt, “Even better,”
I held back a whimper as I listened to him unbuckle, unbutton and unzip his pants. I glanced down just as he pulled out his cock. The head was leaking precome, swollen and thick.
“It’s not gonna fit,” I said, trying to sound braver than I was.
He pressed the tip right on my clit, “I’ll make it fit,”
I felt how sticky and hot he was just before he rubbed along my slit, picking up as much slick as he could.
He didn’t talk me through it. He pushed right in.
I gasped and my back arched, and suddenly I was full of every inch of him.
He didn’t take his time either. He pulled out and slammed back in, quickly building up a rhythm so fast that I could hardly catch my breath or my thoughts.
The back of my head hit the table as he leaned over me. His eyes kept scanning each inch of my body as he pounded into me.
The worst past? It felt so fucking good.
Each time his hips thrust down into mine I had to hold myself back from moaning loud enough to wake the house. The table shook witht he force of it.
His hand grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back, “Look at me,”
I obeyed. Again. Fuck.
“I always knew you’d make a good little fuckdoll,” He groaned, fucking me so hard and deep I cried out.
His hand dropped my hair to my throat as his hips relentlessly snapped into me, “Quiet,”
My eyes rolled back from the pressure, from the pleasure, from letting him use me in a way I’d never been used before.
“You’re so fucking tight,” He grunted between thrusts, “I’m gonna stretch you out,”
When it happened, I wasn’t prepared. My entire body seized up up, my mouth fell open on a silent scream. My walls fastened up around his cock, gripping him like I could keep him there forever.
“Fuck,” He groaned from somewhere deep in his chest, and his rhythm stuttered. He slammed into me a few more times then his cock twitched violently, pumping me full of hot, sticky spurts.
I watched him pant above me and I could feel each final jolt as he emptied himself inside my freshly used pussy.
It wasn’t long until he lifted off me, tucking himself away.
He picked up his phone and the shutter clicked again, “Next time? Video,”
Is Wendys father an alcoholic? In TFBW she allegedly tries to stop him drinking. (I didn't play the game, but heard about it). Can someone explain it further?
