hiii hope your doing well and staying hydrated! could you do the main four and their first time with fem reader pretty please. 🗣
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𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓 4
mdni
all characters aged up to college aged!!
I’m surprised I haven’t been asked anything nsfw until now. I’ll try to write smut but I might be a little rusty, I haven’t written any since my previous writing blog last year. Might be pretty explicit to some. I went overboard on Cartman's lol, his is way longer and kinkier than the rest. This took me forever to write and I put a lot of work into it. Hope y’all enjoy _(:3 」∠)_
cw: smut; fem reader; much filthier than originally intended; f!sub; f!dom; f! receiving fingering; little bit of blood; unprotected sex; mentions of pregnancy; every basic position you can think of; f! receiving oral sex; vanilla; vulgar language
𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔫
- Stan wasn’t very experienced with sex
- He was pretty sure everyone could tell, but it is what it is
- He knew about stuff, he was old enough to not be clueless or grossed out
- However, he didn’t know how to proceed with you
- He couldn’t even remember how sex started, he hadn’t had any for years
- The only thing he knew is that he wanted it
- Bad
- He was yearning at this point
- Whenever the two of you hung out, his eyes would linger on your lips, the way you stretched, the way your shoulders rolled back, and the noises of relief you let out
- God, he sounded like a creep
- That’s how horny he was, he was fantasizing about the muscles under your skin retracting
- Stan felt like such a weirdo whenever he jerked off at night to the thought of your body moving
- He wondered if this is what girls did to get off instead of watching porn
- He was hoping you’d initiate, so it wouldn’t be as awkward for him
- You were at Stan’s house now, chilling on the couch downstairs
- Stan couldn’t pay attention to the TV, focused on you legs draped over his lap
- He was fidgety
- “You okay?” You look over to him
- Stan bounced his leg, “yeah.”
- His mind was going crazy with nerves, he didn’t understand why he was this eager to jump into sex, he hadn’t been before
- Anxiety flooded his mind, he wasn’t even horny right now, just nervous about something that probably wouldn’t happen for a while now
- Stan’s jittery legs and quick breaths didn’t go unnoticed by you, “did you just want to go up to your room?”
- “y-yeah.” What the hell could be bothering him?
- You both retreated to Stan’s bedroom
- He felt like he was doing the walk of shame after a one night stand
- “what’s up, Stan? You look like you’re about to throw up.” You took a seat in his desk chair
- Stan sat on the bed, “I don’t throw up anymore.” He hoped that was the truth, “I’m just overthinking something.”
- “what would that be?” The chair you were in spun around to face him
- “Like… like sex stuff, I don’t know.” He flopped back onto his mattress, avoiding eye contact and retribution
- You were actually surprised, “are you a virgin?”
- “No, I’m just saying this is different. You’re different.” His gaze remained on the uninteresting ceiling decorated by plastic glow in the dark stars
- “You wanted to fuck today?” You questioned, obliviously
- “No, I mean… if you want to. I didn’t really have a plan on what to do or when to do it. I didn’t expect today but I’d be down, I’m tired of thinking about this.” Stan’s hands covered his face, he was acting like a virgin
- “Uhh…” you spoke, getting up from the chair, “okay!” You smirked and made your way over to him on the bed
- You straddled his hips, he felt stiff, “do you have any condoms?”
- “Yeah, probably. They might be expired though, I’ll look.” Stan sat up on his elbows and reached for his nightstand drawer
- He felt around before touching one, grabbing it
- He pulled it out and looked at the small printed date
- Nope, still good
- “Not expired.” Stan huffed, letting himself fall back onto the bed
- You smiled and leaned down to kiss him, “that’s good.”
- Stan kissed back, feeling more relaxed
- He had forgotten that sex just came naturally, that you had to ease into it
- He held on to the back of your head as you made out, now sitting up with you on his lap
- You were already making noises, holy shit
- Were you a virgin?
- Stan had gripped your hips firmly and ground you against his now hard dick
- You started moving yourself, rolling your hips while his hands were cupping them
- Stan let out a moan into the kiss, breaking it
- Moans were hot as fuck coming from guys
- You looked down between you and your boyfriend, finding his hard-on poking your clothed pussy
- You were already wet, drenched even
- You lifted your hips off him, pulling your shorts down and throwing them to the floor
- Stan was now looking at your soaking wet heat
- He couldn’t take his eyes off it
- He glanced up to you for a split second before rubbing his pointer finger along your outlined slit and pushing lightly
- You moaned, tilting your head back
- You were already wet enough to slip into, but Stan figured he’d have some fun first
- Pulling your cute panties to the side, Stan slid his pointer finger along your pussy once again before slowly slipping it in your aching sex
- Before moving, he whispered, “I’m going to finger fuck you, okay?” You made eye contact
- You already felt drunk off his cock and you hadn’t even seen it yet, you nodded
- Stan began to pump in and out
- He added his middle finger
- You couldn’t help but clench and grind against his hand, your wetness was dripping down his fingers and onto his hand
- Fuck, you were losing your mind
- Stan watched closely as he sped his fingers up, curling them inside you to reach that special spot he knew girls liked
- Once he did, you shifted back to lay down, your mind clouded with lust
- He had a better view of you this way
- He spread you open and watched his fingers repeatedly curl inside you
- Slapping noises and muffled moans were the only sounds heard in Stan’s room
- He was focused, on a mission to make you cum
- For a second, Stan thought about you squirting on his fingers
- He thought about it landing further, dripping down his wrist, and spraying his dark blue bedsheets
- It was like he was about to cum at the thought
- Your body writhing in pleasure, face flushed, arched back, it was almost too much
- You recognized the feeling, “I-I’m gonna cum if you keep going.” The shake in your voice matched the shake in your legs, clamped around his arm
- “It’s okay, just let it out baby.” Stan panted
- The subtle nickname was what pivoted your release. With a broken moan you fell apart on his fingers
- Proof of your orgasm was dripping down his hand, cascading past his wrist, onto his sheets
- It was perfect, just like he imagined
- He could’ve cum in his pants just looking at the scene
- Your broken, fucked out body…
- Shit, he needed to be inside you
- “Are you okay?” Stan asked, rubbing your face with his dry hand
- “Mm-mhm,” your breath steadied enough to get out, “inside, please.”
- Stan knew from the moment you straddled him earlier that he wouldn’t last long
- He was already on the brink of cumming untouched, but knew he wanted to be buried deep inside of you before letting go
- Stan nodded, unbuttoning his pants
- He slipped the hot, weighted fabric off, boxers following suit on the ground
- He was burning up
- He took his shirt off after climbing back on the bed, throwing it aside
- “Do you want your shirt off too?” He asked shyly
- You nodded, sitting up enough for Stan to tug the shirt over your head
- He came face to face with your bra, he had never seen you like this before
- “You’re like—really beautiful.” He looked at you, nerves now gone from his face
- “So are you, Stan.” You smiled
- Along with being insanely horny, he now felt a powerful heat take over his chest, it felt different
- He figured it was love
- Stan unhooked your bra, watching it descend down your shoulders. He leaned in, giving a kiss to your shoulder while pulling it down the rest of the way
- You really were perfect
- Stan chuckled for a second, “dude, fair warning I’m not going to last long. I almost came like 5 times watching you.”
- This revelation made your stomach twist, that was sweet, you felt consumed with adoration
- “It’s okay, just take whatever you need.”
- “Shit,” Stan muttered, ripping the condom wrapper open
- He had no problem rolling the latex over his hard cock, lining it up with your entrance, “are you ready?”
- “Yeah,” you braced yourself, knowing it wouldn’t be a difficult entrance due to your prior orgasm
- Stan slowly slipped inside, inch by inch
- He felt your tight walls clench around his aching cock as he fit his way into you entirely
- “Fuck, you feel so good.” Shaky whispers left his breath, leaning over your warm body
- Struggling with composure, Stan began to slip out some, then back in
- He had to fuck the pressure of his cock into you
- Now
- The pace quickened, you gripped his shoulders, wrapping your legs around his hips
- “Fuck, you’re gonna kill me doing that,” his voice muttered in your neck
- Fucking you at a fast pace, Stan could feel ropes of cum shooting out of him
- The sounds of the bed creaking and wet clapping were all that filled the room until Stan whimpered, “oh, fuck.” Pounding you through his intense orgasm
- His pace slowed as it came to a crashing halt, his dick twitching and heaving inside your abused cunt
- Stan rolled over beside you, pulling the filled condom off his limp cock
- He tied it and threw it in the trashcan next to his bed
- You felt amazing, staring up at the stars on ceiling as if they were the northern lights, “that was really good.”
- Stan let out a light laugh and laid down again
- He didn’t stay down for long though
- Sitting up, he grabbed a towel and wiped you and himself off, “drink some water.” He passed you a bottle
- You complied, downing the rest of the water bottle before laying down again
- Stan crawled into bed next to you, pulled you to his chest, and gave your forehead a kiss
- You both fell asleep
𝔎𝔶𝔩𝔢
- Kyle didn’t know much about sex
- He didn’t know how it started
- When or where it ended, nothing
- He figured that whenever you two went all the way, you’d have to take the lead at first, just so he could get in the swing of things
- He wasn’t in a rush to have sex, his sexual desires were very controlled and he didn’t have a high libido
- You on the other hand, wanted to fuck your boyfriend
- You figured it had been long enough since your relationship began
- You wanted Kyle to feel ready though, so you were waiting on him
- He hadn’t brought anything up to you
- So, you figured the next time you saw him you’d hint around the idea of finally doing it
- You and Kyle were taking a walk through the woods
- Your hands swinging, intertwined
- You brought a picnic blanket to lay out and talk somewhere, but didn’t bring any food since it was a spur-of-the-moment idea
- “We can sit here.” You suggested, leading him toward a clearing, in view of the pond water
- You laid the blanket out and plopped down, Kyle followed
- “The weather is perfect right now,” Kyle draped his arm around your shoulders
- No, you couldn’t do this right here
- You couldn’t get horny from a slight touch, especially in the woods
- A few minutes passed, you set up your speaker on the blanket and switched some music on
- Conversation wasn’t being held right now, you just leaned on Kyle while he softly rubbed your shoulder
- The feeling hadn’t gone away
- No harm in asking right, “Hey Kyle,” the ginger faced you, “what do you think about when you masturbate?”
- You had no idea why you asked that, it just came out
- Kyle was obviously caught off guard, “W-what do you mean? Why?”
- “Just curious.” You wanted to bury your head in the dirt
- Kyle’s face went from pale to red in a second, “well… uhh.. you?” He worded it as if it were a question
- “Really?” You looked up at him, sitting straight up now
- His arm fell from your shoulder, “I mean, yeah. I don’t do it often, but when I do I just look at pictures of you and imagine.” His hands fiddled together nervously
- “I think about you too…” you hesitated to go further but felt more comfortable after his admission, “when I touch myself. I picture it’s you touching me.”
- Kyle stopped breathing, “yeah? Uh, what do you picture me doing?” He felt like he was about to pass out
- “Just touching me, all over. Specifically, using your fingers.” You looked down at his hands, they were so hot
- You were wet just thinking of the idea, your heartbeat quickened
- “If you wanted me to finger you, you could’ve texted me. I would’ve come over.” He gained confidence
- This type of conversation wasn’t typical of him to have, especially not in the woods, but he felt kind of adventurous
- You were about to explode and pounce on him, here and now, “Okay, well I’m telling you now and you don’t even have to come over because we’re already together.” You scooted closer
- You were too cute
- Kyle rubbed the back of your head, slowly massaging your scalp, it felt so nice, “we’re in public,” his other hand rested on your cheek, “you want me to finger fuck you in public in front of everyone?”
- “Silly, there’s no one here, it’s basically private.” You leaned into his face, you could feel his breath against you as you both collided in a passionate kiss
- Kyle’s lips felt soft against yours, warm from the touch of the sun
- He held your face like you were made of porcelain, stroking his other hand through your hair, slightly pulling it
- You moaned at the pull, retracting from the kiss
- The hand on your face grasped your chin, Kyle looked you in the eyes, “If you want to get fingered so bad, prove it.”
- Oohh he was being kinky, was he kinky? Even Kyle didn’t know the answer to that
- You decided to kiss and nip down his pale neck, definitely leaving hickies
- Kyle would usually be against the dark marks, but he was too caught up in your lips on his neck
- He was already hard, that’s when he knew that today he would make you feel as best he could
- Kyle pried you off his neck as he moved your body to settle between his now spread legs, “move in front of me,” he directed
- You sat between his legs
- He began slowly unbuttoning your shorts, he slid down the zipper to reveal your adorable cotton panties with a little bow on the front
- Kyle slid your shorts down, “those are cute.”
- You blushes, wiggling around in amusement
- “Shh, hold still baby.” Kyle spread your panty-clad hips, rubbing two fingers against your wet heat
- You jerked back in surprise
- “Stay still, honey,” his voice rumbled against your back. You felt like you were about to melt on the spot, there’s no way you could get any wetter
- Except there was a way
- Kyle pushed your panties to the side to feel your bare pussy. He moved his fingers against your slick some more, “ready?”
- At first, Kyle believed he had no idea what he was doing. Who knew he would be a natural at this?
- You nodded, looking up at him
- He carefully slid his pointer finger in, testing the waters for your reaction
- You gasped, jerking a little bit, trying to muffle your noises by biting your lip
- Kyle slid the rest of the finger in, feeling around inside your wetness
- It felt so smooth and nice. He couldn’t wait to get his cock inside you
- Once you settled, Kyle added another finger and began moving back and forth
- You craned your head to rest in his neck as you bit it to help cover your moans
- With his other hand, Kyle grabbed your face again, making it face forward, away from his neck, “no hiding, look at the pretty water… you feeling good?”
- All you could do was nod and let out broken pants
- His fingers curled inside you like they were made to be there, hitting your g-spot
- “Feels so… fucking good Ky,” you stammered out
- Kyle just hummed and trailed kisses down your ear, to your neck
- His hand was soaked with traces of you dripping down his fingers, the sounds were so filthy, like straight out of a porno
- Kyle could tell you were getting close by the way you would suddenly tense up, “you getting close?”
- “Mmmhmm,” you moaned, furiously nodding, gripping at the blanket beneath you
- Kyle suddenly pulled his wet digits out of you
- You wanted to scream and cry
- You wanted to throw him in the ‘pretty’ water in front of you, “wh-why’d you stop?” You pouted and groaned
- Kyle felt genuinely bad for removing his fingers for a second, then regained composure, as much as he had left at least, “do you think you could cum on my cock, baby?” He asked almost innocently
- You would’ve been more shocked at his blunt approach if you hadn’t been so needy for release, “y-yeah.”
- You pulled your wet panties down, turning around to unbottom and unzip his corduroys
- Kyle giggled, glancing down at you, you must’ve been eager
- He helped you slide his pants off, his boxers along with them
- You stared at his hard cock for a few seconds before leaning in to kiss him
- The kiss was reciprocated with urgency, Kyle guided you by the hips, onto his lap
- Breaking the kiss, he said, “you go at your own pace okay? Take what you need.” He fell back onto his elbows, letting you take the lead
- “Use me for whatever you want.” He breathed out shakily, gripping your sides, helping you align with his cock
- You took his cock in your hand, it was hot to the touch, the tip flushed, ready to fuck up into your tight pussy
- You hesitated, remembering something important, “wait, what about condoms?”
- Kyle looked at you, amazed at how he of all people would forget that condoms were crucial, “Shit, I forgot about protection. I don’t have any, I didn’t know-”
- “We’re still going to,” you interrupted, “you can just pull out, it should be fine.” You were more so trying to convince yourself, but it would most likely be fine… right?
- Anyway, you decided to forget about that for now, worry about it later. You needed him inside you more than you needed anything right now
- You slowly sank down on the tip, feeling a stretch and how it filled you
- Kyle rubbed your hips with comfort and encouragement
- He wasn’t the biggest, but he definitely wasn’t the smallest either
- You sank further down on his cock, not stopping until it could no longer been seen by either of you
- With the angle you were at, the tip hit your cervix
- Fuck, you felt so full
- You decided to move, slowly ascending up and back down
- Kyle wanted to take it slow and steady but his body just wanted to slam up into you, feel you clench around his cock as he fucked up into you
- You rested your hands on the front of his sweater, he grabbed on of your wrists, his other hand traveling up and down your back as you slowly rode his cock
- “How are you so tight?” His eyes were half-lidded, focusing on your face
- “Secret.” You got out before going faster, bouncing up and down on his length
- He was hitting all the right spots without even trying. You could feel the previous urge to cum come back
- Kyle moved the hand on your back to your clothed tits
- You held the hand he massaged on your chest, gripping on to it for support as you rocked your hips back and forth against him, chasing release
- Kyle sat up, he pulled the bottom of your shirt and bra over your chest before diving into sucking your nipples
- This drove you over the edge, you bucked and writhed against him while his cock smothered your insides, “fuck Ky, so fucking good!”
- You gripped the back of his curls while you rode out your orgasm on his cock
- The clenching caused by your orgasm made Kyle’s start
- As soon as he felt the urge to cum, he pulled out, trying to be quick
- Once out, he squeezed and pumped his cock
- Spurts of cum landed on your lower stomach and even reached up past your naval
- You both collapsed onto each other, recovering from the overpowering orgasm you shared
- “Holy shit, dude.” Kyle said, out of breath, “I hope I pulled out in time.”
- You, on top of him mentioned heading back to town, “we could stop at the pharmacy for a plan B, just to be safe.” You wiped the cum off your stomach onto the blanket
- “Bleh, sick dude.” Kyle joked. Sure it was gross, but really where else would you wipe it?
- “Yeah, let’s go do that.” Kyle breathed out before standing up, he grabbed your clothes and began getting you dressed first
- He slipped your panties and shorts up your legs before giving your belly a kiss
- He stood from his knees and put his bottoms back on
- Packing up the blanket, the two of you set your course for town
- Looking like you barely managed to escape a bear attack
𝔎𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔶
- Kenny knew a lot about sex
- He was shameless when it came to sex, in general
- Always open to try and experience new things
- With you though, he preferred to take things slow and steady
- You weren’t just another hook up, you were his girlfriend, his future
- He cared about you and didn’t want you to think he was only in it for sex
- You didn’t think that, of course
- He always made you feel loved and cherished
- You didn’t feel used and you were ready to take the next step with him
- If you expressed your desires, Kenny would have no problem fulfilling them
- It happened fast
- You were riding in the passengers seat of his truck while he flew down the empty country road
- You two weren’t going anywhere in particular
- You did this often, drive a long ways away from home with no destination in sight
- Usually you’d stop at a motel and stay there overnight, have a mini vacation day the next morning before heading back to South Park
- With his job, Kenny had enough money to fulfill these little road trips with you
- You helped pitch in too
- This time was different though, a lingering question on your mind
- “Why haven’t you fucked me yet?” You turned to question him
- He stopped abruptly in the middle of the road, luckily there was no one behind him, “woah, what?”
- “Why haven’t you fucked me yet? I’m your girlfriend.” You asked again
- Kenny pulled off to the side of the road, you were in the middle of nowhere, only seeing the open road and corn fields beside you for miles, “I don’t want to rush into things, I’m tired of rushing. I didn’t want you to think I was using you for sex.” He explained
- “I don’t think that.” You said blankly
- “Good, don’t.” He paused before continuing, “I love you, I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you so bad sometimes I have to go to the bathroom at school and jerk off to the thought of it.”
- You giggled, playfully pushing his shoulder, “gross!”
- “Well, now you know.” Kenny shrugged, placing his hands back on the wheel
- There was silence
- You spoke again, “I’m ready, you know. I don’t think you’re using me, and I appreciate you wanting to take things steady, but I’m dying over here. I want you so bad, all the time.” You threw your hands up
- “If you’re ready, I’m ready.” He stated
- Another moment of silence
- “Soooo,” you looked at him, “what’s the plan?”
- “Wow! You dirty girl,” Kenny teased, “you wanna fuck right now or something?”
- You blushed, “yeah, there any room though?”
- “What in the truck?” Kenny glanced to the cluttered back seat area, “no, I didn’t expect you to want to do it right now, right now.”
- You placed your hand to your chin, lightly stroking
- “I mean, we could go in the cargo bed. It’s not like many people take this road. We’ll probably be done by time the next person passes by.” Kenny thought out loud
- “Don’t be too sure, I don’t plan on a quickie.” You nudged him
- “Well, whatever. I don’t care who sees.” He grinned
- He grabbed a large blanket from the back seat to lay out
- Kenny turned off the truck, since you weren’t going to be in that part
- You opened your doors and jumped in the bed of the truck
- He laid the blanket down, so it wouldn’t be as rough against your skin
- No words were exchanged after that, there wasn’t a need for any after you both established a plan
- Kenny was on you like a moth attracted to the light
- His rough hands cupped your cheeks as he kissed you deeply
- He was fast and insistent, like he’d been craving you
- He pulled you on his lap, you were straddling him
- It was unbelievable, but Kenny was already hard
- “Are you already hard?” You asked, grinding down on his visible bulge
- “Yeah, so what? You gonna do something about it, sweetheart?” He poked, before his breath was caught in his throat from your grinding, “fuck baby, you desperate already?”
- “Been desperate for your cock.” You captured his lips in yours once more
- Kenny was shocked at your vocabulary, you were dirty, it was hot
- He already had a hand on the button of your shorts, undoing them
- Followed by the zipper
- Meanwhile, you two were still swapping spit, devouring each other
- You helped him slip you out of your shorts, clumsily pulling your legs through the holes—trying to stay connected by the lips
- After, Kenny broke the kiss, tugging your top up off your torso, kissing up your body at the same time
- He really knew how to use his mouth
- He kissed your chest all the way up your neck
- Kenny undid your bra, letting it fall down your pretty skin
- He pulled away to have a full view of you, only your panties remained
- “You’re so beautiful.” Kenny caressed your face
- You blushed, “thanks, I think you’re beautiful too.”
- Kenny couldn’t really wrap that thought around his head, but now wasn’t the time for self-depreciation
- He moved on
- “Let’s get these off.” He gestured to your cute panties, “they’re cute though, I like the little rose thing.” He flicked the rosette with his fingers
- You giggled, shifting back and laying down
- You lifted your hips, granting Kenny access to your bare lower half
- He pulled down your panties, leaning over you, licking up your naval
- That felt surprisingly good, you shivered
- “You like that, princess?” Kenny looked up to you
- You only moaned, followed by a giggle as you tilted your head back in pleasure
- “There’s more where that comes from.” Kenny looked down at your bare pussy, spreading your legs, pulling them over his shoulders
- He pulled you closer as he dove into your sopping wet heat with his skilled tongue
- You gasped in surprise, not expecting it
- Kenny was going to town, eating like a man starved
- He knew exactly what to do to make you squirt on his face, he wanted to see it bad
- He added his two fingers into the mix, curling inside of you to reach the deepest part
- That special spot was being hit over and over to leave you a gasping mess
- Instinctively, you tried to squirm away, receiving a relentless amount of pleasure all at once
- You couldn’t take it, you felt overstimulated and you hadn’t even cum yet
- Kenny wouldn’t let you move, he held your hips down while devouring your pussy, retracting his fingers to pleasure your sensitive clit
- He wasn’t quiet either, he sounded like he was the one getting head right now
- Having the time of his life, Kenny was panting like a dog, mouth covered in a mix of slobber and your fluids
- You weren’t really shocked at how into it he was, he always struck you as an eater
- Your orgasm quickly approached, sped up by Kenny’s technique of switching back and forth
- His free hand traveled up to your nipples as he thumbed the responsive buds
- Your back arched off the bed of the truck, one hand gripping the blanket and the other tangled in Kenny’s messy blonde hair
- “I’m gonna cum, Ken!” You moaned out between heavy breaths
- “Mm cum on my face, baby. Be a good girl.” He heaved before diving back in your folds
- His words sent you over the edge, your thighs clamping down over his shoulders
- You came, hard
- Harder than you ever have in your entire life
- This is what you’ve been missing out on?
- It felt like euphoria
- If you were a sinner on earth, Kenny must’ve been an angel sent down to convince you of redemption
- You squirted, just as Kenny had hoped
- He loved getting wet during sex
- “Oh fuck,” you moaned, “I-I’m sorry, it got all over your face!”
- “Never fucking apologize for that, ever.” Kenny heaved, “I love that shit so much, babe.”
- As you calmed from your orgasm, Kenny made his move again, “are you ready for the main course?” He winked
- You would laugh, but you were still to fucked out of your mind
- Now you were actually about to get fucked out of your mind, “ready as I’ll ever be.”
- Kenny gently flipped you over onto your stomach, you grasped the covers under you for support, knowing what was about to come
- You could hear the undoing of his pants behind you, excitement bubbling up, forming a pit deep inside you
- Kenny threw his pants and boxers to the side before giving your ass a slap, “ass up for me, babe.”
- You listened, like the good girl you were, arching your back
- Kenny lined his cock up with your soaked pussy and slowly pressed forward, “let me know if you need me to stop or slow down.”
- He was fully sheathed inside you, moaning about how good you felt squeezing his cock already
- You felt full, like you were about to burst
- If you reached down to your stomach right now, you’d probably feel a little bulge from where the length of his cock sat inside you
- That’s what it felt like anyway
- He began moving, slow at first
- That didn’t last long though
- Soon enough Kenny was pounding you hard
- Noise of pleasure escaping the both of you, along with slapping at the contact of his hips meeting your ass
- Kenny wanted to see it slide in and out of you
- He lifted his shirt away from blocking the perfect view, holding the end of it in his mouth as he watched your ass bounce with each hard thrust
- He slapped it, leaning over you now, kissing your ear and whispering, “doing so good for me.”
- Honestly, you figured you could cum again from his words alone
- Kenny loved doggy style, he really did, but he wanted to see your cute expressions
- He suddenly pulled out, causing a gasp to escape your lips
- In the blink of an eye, he flipped you over onto your back and slipped his cock back inside as if it had never left the tight embrace of your walls
- You moaned again, this time right by his ear, “you have no idea how fucking hot you sound, dude.” He licked and sucked at your earlobe
- Kenny reached between you and played with your clit while ruthlessly pounding you into oblivion
- With each thrust he made, you reacted with a sloppy, broken grunt and moan
- “Gonna cum soon.” He announced, groaning into your hair, pulling at it
- “I think- I am too! holy shit,” you responded
- That made Kenny happy
- He switched positions again, this time wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you up onto his lap, like how you started
- You ground against his cock, it hitting your cervix with each movement
- His arms were fully wrapped around you as he picked you up and slammed you down on his cock repeatedly
- Your arms were wrapped around his neck and he moved you up and down until he came inside you
- “Fuck, cumming!” He panted, moaning against your hair, softly rubbing it
- You were cumming again, “me too!”
- Once Kenny’s hot cum was buried deep inside you, he pulled out
- He saw it drip slowly out of you, he had felt something he’d never felt before
- Proud, a sense of accomplishment and love
- He leaned against the tailgate of the truck, trying to catch his breath
- He brought you into his arms, stroking your hair
- You two remained like that for a few minutes before…
- “Uh, you came inside right? We might have to go somewhere to buy a plan B.” You uttered, your voice wrecked
- “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry about that, felt so good.” Kenny mumbled against you
- You both got dressed and wiped off, heading back to your respective seats in the front
- Kenny turned the truck on and pulled out from beside the corn field, making a three-point turn to head the opposite direction, back to South Park
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- Cartman found himself fantasizing about sex often
- It had been this way for a while
- He found it kind of corny whenever he thought about you sexually though
- Like come on, you’re his girlfriend and he’s attracted to you
- How hilarious is that?
- He could never let you know how much he loved you, you’d think he was crazy (you wouldn’t, but he thinks that)
- Anyway, Cartman loved you and it scared him
- He wanted to have sex with you, badly
- But he didn’t want it to be all sappy and loving because feelings grossed him out and made him feel funny
- The problem was, he didn’t think he could help that sappy side of him from coming out while submerged deep in pleasure
- Cartman had to get over it somehow though, because he was gonna fuck you
- You obviously wanted to have sex with him too, you were ready to take the next step
- You and Cartman were chilling on his bed, playing on the Xbox
- You were beating him, obviously
- Once Cartman lost to you once again, he threw his hands up in the air dramatically, “no fair! You were cheating!”
- “No, you’re just really bad.” You corrected him, booping him on the nose
- He found that cute
- Cartman had always been a bold, up-front person, even with suggestive conversations
- “So, are we gonna fuck or what?” Cartman asked nonchalantly, grabbing a fist full of cheesy poofs, shoving them in his mouth
- You whipped your head toward him so fast, it felt like your neck was about to dislocate, “what?”
- Cartman’s brief moment confidence started fading, “Well you know, there’s all this sexual tension from the game, the competition. Thought you might be down to have some post-battle hate sex.” He shrugged, turning toward the TV
- You considered it, was this Cartman’s way of wanting to take your relationship to the next level? Was he serious?
- “Are you serious?” You tilted your head, still giving him your undivided attention
- Cartman huffed before answering, as if he was in disbelief of your doubt, “y-yes, duh. We’re in a relationship right? Do you just not expect me to want to have sex? That’s what people in relationships do!” He protested defensively
- He was really nervous now and feeling beyond insecure
- Did you not want to have sex with him? Of course you didn’t, why would you? It’s not like he’s attractive
- These thoughts clouded Cartman’s mind, he almost didn’t notice your response, “yeah, we could do that. I mean I don’t harbor any bad feelings for you after the game, but if you do… and you want to fuck it out, I’m down.”
- He couldn’t believe his ears
- No way this was actually going to happen, he was about to lose his virginity
- Yes, Cartman was a virgin
- Of course, he could get anyone he wanted at any time, he just didn’t feel like it
- He saved himself for you, you must feel lucky right about now
- “Yes, I want to fuck it out! How else would I relieve my anger?” Cartman spoke
- He didn’t know how to initiate sex
- “Alright.” You stood up from the bed, quickly pulling off your shirt, revealing your bra
- “Woah woah woah! What do you think you’re doing?” Cartman shielded his eyes
- “Taking my clothes off, that’s what happens during sex. You have a problem?” You sassed
- “Pft, no. Keep on taking your clothes off, give me a strip tease while you’re at it.” Cartman half joked
- You knew he wasn’t serious, but you figured you’d tease him with one anyway
- You sexily slid down your shorts, waving them around before throwing them at him
- Cartman was astonished, you were actually doing it
- “Ready to see me naked, big boy?” You giggled, cringing at yourself
- “Ay! I’m not big, the only thing big about me is my dick!” He huffed
- “Oh, I bet.” You decided to tease him even more, getting on all fours on the ground, “I’m so ready to see your big dick, have it shoved down my throat so hard I start gagging around it.”
- Okay, Cartman was going to explode
- He knew you were joking, but why did it get him hard instantly?
- You crawled to him on all fours, “you gonna fuck all your anger into me, Eric? Gonna knock me up with one big anger baby?” You pouted, settling down at his feet
- You were insane, your words surprised yourself
- The thought of knocking you up…
- Cartman was going crazy, he was so hard that he could cry, like actually cry
- Why were you doing this to him?
- You noticed he hadn’t said anything since you started dirty talking, you began to wonder if you crossed the line and made him too uncomfortable, you poked his knee with your finger, “You okay?”
- He was still in shock, but forced out a response, “Yeah.”
- This wasn’t reassuring to you, you started rubbing his knee comfortingly, “sorry, did you still want to do this?”
- Cartman tried to snap out of his daze, “yeah.”
- You stood back up, “I could put my shirt back on if that would make you more comfortable?”
- “No, it’s fine. I’m not uncomfortable, just wasn’t expecting all that.” Cartman snapped back into reality
- To be honest, his feelings were very overwhelming right now, it was like he was like completely in love with you
- He was
- “Do you have any idea on how you want to start?” You caressed his hair
- Cartman upped the ante, “how about I bust out the chains and whips and start spanking you?”
- You let out a joking gasp, “oh no, too kinky for me!” You feigned fatigue, holding your hand over your forehead, dramatically falling down to the bed
- “All right, I’ll keep it simple for you. Since it is your first time, dear virgin.” Cartman spoke
- He had no idea if you were a virgin or not, he didn’t really want to think about it
- You crawled over to Cartman on the bed, “you’ll take care of me, sweet wizard king.” You kissed him
- The kiss broke and Cartman craved more, letting his guard down
- He pulled you in for another, grasping at the back of your head as you made out
- You sat in front of him now, gently rubbing his knees
- Cartman pulled away, “dude, why are you rubbing my knees?” He giggled
- He genuinely giggled
- You gave a small chuckle back, “because they’re hot.” You looked at him, “you gonna take off your clothes, knee boy?”
- Cartman hesitated, he wasn’t the most confident, especially now that he’d grown into his adult body
- You guys were dating, so he figured he’d have to be shirtless in front of you eventually, “ugghh, I’ll take off my pants but I’ve got too many shirt layers on and I don’t feel like taking them all off.”
- You understood him, “alright, off with the pants! Let me see this big dick everyone keeps telling me about.”
- He didn’t actually have a big dick, he hoped you knew he was joking, or at least remember that dick size chart from elementary school
- Nonetheless, he removed his pants and his boxers
- You watched, seeing his dick for the first time, “wow, your dick looks good enough to chomp right off.” You jested
- “If you bite my dick off, I’ll cut off your tits.” Cartman stuck out his tongue
- Speaking of tits, you had really nice ones
- He wanted to see them, “take off your bra and panties already.”
- You obliged, slipping the bra down your shoulders, throwing it aside
- Your panties followed
- You were now completely naked in front of him, you felt a bit nervous since he was staring at you and went mute again
- Cartman was in a trance once again, luckily this time it was short, “nice tits.” He blushed
- “Thank you, nice cock.” You smiled
- “Shut up and suck me off,” Cartman crossed his arms
- “Woah woah, I’m not sucking you off yet! You gotta earn it.”
- “What? You said you’d suck my cock when you were being a slut on the floor!” He protested
- “Nooo, you got it all wrong. If you do a good job today, next time we fuck I’ll suck your cock, deal?” You energetically proposed
- “Good job at what? Moving my dick in you?” He questioned
- “Nope!” You said with a pop on the ‘p’
- “You’ll get a blowjob next time if you give me good head.”
- You wanted him to eat your pussy? How humiliating
- He was into it
- Who was he to turn down something to eat?
- “Ugh, that’s so degrading! Whatever though, you better taste like KFC.” He grumbled
- You giggled, laying him down on his back
- Cartman was confused, weren’t you supposed to be the one laying down?
- “I’m going to sit on your face, is that okay?” You asked, on top of him
- “What, how am I supposed to breathe?” He shouted
- “You’ll figure it out… ready?” Your pussy hovered over his soft lips
- He huffed, “yeah, come here.” He dragged you down by the thighs so that you were sitting on his face
- His tongue immediately went to work inside your folds, making its was to your clit
- In your head, you questioned if Cartman was a virgin—cause he was actually really good at this
- It didn’t take you long to start moaning, “mmm fuck, you actually know how to do this, Eric.”
- You could hear him grumble something under you, “I like eating.”
- “And it paid off.” You grinded your wet pussy against his face, riding it
- You didn’t taste like KFC, you tasted like something better
- Like happiness, love, maybe even a rainbow
- Cartman took hold of your thighs draped around his head, preventing you from squirming
- He muffled out more words, you couldn’t understand him
- His face was too smothered
- While you rode his face, whining and moaning, Cartman felt his dick get impossibly harder
- He could definitely cum just like this, as embarrassing as it was to admit
- You felt your orgasm approach, “Uh… hey, I’m—I’m about to cum so I should probably move unless you want it all over your face.”
- Holy shit, that sentence was so fucking hot for some reason
- He wanted it, Cartman wanted you to cum all over his face
- He wanted you to smear all the cum in with your pussy so there was no part on his face left unmarked by you
- For the first time, he genuinely moaned into you and you felt it vibrate
- You spiraled into your release, gripping his hair, and gyrating your heat against his lips roughly
- Your legs were shaking, your orgasm passing over you like a tsunami
- Only after it passed did you look down at your boyfriends face
- It was absolutely wrecked. Covered in your wetness, drool, and to top it off a pretty pink blush
- His usual neat hair was fucked up too
- You’d never seen him so sexy, you wanted to ruin him more
- You climbed off his face and down onto the bed beside him, he was panting, as if the orgasm was his own
- You looked down at his cock to see if he had cum, nope, not yet
- There was a lot of pre-cum sliding down his shaft though
- “Holy shit,” he breathed out, “dude… dude, put my dick inside you already,” he was a mess
- “What do you say?”
- “Fuck, please! Please I need you so fucking bad.” He begged
- You never thought you’d see the day where Eric Cartman was this pussy-drunk just from giving
- You slid over his hips, straddling him
- You aligned yourself with his cock and sunk down, slowly
- Before you could get him half way in, he was whining, “oh my God, oh my God. Is it supposed to feel like this? Why are you so fucking tight? I’m literally about to cum just from feeling you.”
- It was the biggest compliment, “just lay there and try to take it for me.” You leaned down and gave him a kiss
- Before you could continue, Cartman ripped the bandage off and sank you down all the way
- You gasped, he pulled you down to his face by your waist, kissing you deeply before you could register anything
- You moaned into the kiss and reciprocated
- He was making out with you like his life depended on it, like he would combust if his lips left yours for even a second
- Cartman boldly began rocking his cock back and forth inside you
- He was full on whimpering between your lips, taking your bottom lip in between his teeth and biting
- “Ouch, Eric!” You sat back, riding his dick faster while a drop of blood slid down your lip
- This was too overwhelming, he was about to cum
- Between your hips rocking against his and the trickle of blood that dripped down to your chin, he was in heaven
- What good deed on earth could he have possibly done to experience this much pleasure?
- “Fucking psycho,” you joked, gripping his chest, “you like the blood.”
- “Fuck, yeah I do.” Cartman panted, “I like it a lot, baby.”
- The nickname caught you off guard, he had never called you a term of endearment before
- “I’m so close, did you want me to pull out? If you want me to pull out, I have to pull out now because I’m about to paint your insides with cum.”
- You didn’t know what to say, your mind was scrambled with pleasure
- You didn’t want to have to go to the store after this to buy plan B because you forgot condoms existed
- You also didn’t want to lose this feeling of pleasure, “fuck, you decide!”
- Cartman wanted to cum inside you so bad, but he just wanted to take a nap after this
- In an extremely rare moment of mental clarity, Cartman pulled out, “give me your face, gonna cover you too.”
- You quickly moved down, so that your face was below his throbbing cock
- He pumped it, watching his cum squirt and spill down your pretty face
- Some of it even mixed with the little bit of blood from your lip
- After he had completely emptied on you, his head fell back
- He kept repeating ‘holy shit’ over and over
- “Come, let’s get cleaned up first.” You held your hand out for him to grab and he accepted, letting you lead him to the bathroom where you washed up
- Once you were done, you laid back in bed
- “I totally forgot about condoms, my mom definitely has some too.” Cartman tucked you under his arm, allowing you to lay on him, “I’m too sleepy to go anywhere, I’ll just DoorDash some plan B, is that alright?”
- “Mhmm.” You agreed, yawning
- “Alright then.” He gave you a kiss on the forehead
- The plan B order was placed and it arrived safely at Cartman’s doorstep
- You were surprisingly able to stay awake long enough for it to arrive and take it before cuddling up to your boyfriend and falling fast asleep
- No post-battle angry hate-sex offspring for you
