Dylan... And Angel...

Angel

I was in my bedroom, playing with my stuff animals and my little pony. Suddenly, I realized how bored I was. Something was missing, and I needed to talk with someone. Certainly not Max or Fang, their thoughts just creeped me out. Seriously, six-year old mind reader near by. Though it did give me an idea.

I walked out of my bedroom and went into the living room, to see who wasn't busy. Iggy was cooking, Nudge was curling her hair, (on her head... Sheesh...) Gazzy was running around the house naked, and Max and Fang, well, you know, were "connecting." Honestly, I don't get why Fang even likes Max. A) She has a guy's name B) She's stupid C) She's ugly and D) She doesn't even have boobs in my opinion. Heck, I have a large rack then her. Whatever that means. I just heard Iggy talking about it once.

So who does that leave after you eliminated all those people? No, not Total. He's off taking a dump or eating his own poop. That left Dylan, Mr. Ken-Doll himself. Personally, I think Dylan is, well, kinda awkward looking. His hair is a pretty color, but he puts to much gel in it because if he doesn't, it sticks up like he's been electrocuted. Of course, he's kinda busy too. Dylan's main flaw is that he stalks Max. All the time. Like right now, where he was sitting outside of Max's bedroom, where I all sorts of awkward sounds were coming from. Dylan had his ear to the door, not realizing how stupid he looked.

"Hey Dyl-Pickle, what you thinking? Never mind, I forgot, I could just read your mind," I said nonchalantly, placing a hand on Dylan's broad shoulders.

Do you think they let me come in? Dylan asked in thought wistfully. Wow, is he desperate or what.

Your willing to sleep with Max just so you can do it with Fang? I asked, looking at Dylan strangely. He jumped away from the door, looking at me like I was crazy. No, he thought, I want Max you stupid effing child!

The way he was talking to me made me tingly all over, and I don't know what came over me, but I said sweetly to him, you know, you don't have to settle for Max...

"Huh?" Dylan said aloud, making everyone look at him. He flushed red and thought, What do you mean Angel? Smiling, I whispered in his ear, "We could go to your bedroom..." I trailed off and let him figure out the rest. His jaw hit the floor and he whispered back, "Am I really that desperate?" I nodded, smirking. "Okay," he said, standing up and pulling me back to his room. Which he shared with Fang. I'm gonna ask him if we can do it on Fang's bed.

"Are you sure about this Angel?" Dylan asked, putting his large hands on my waist. Nodding, I took his hands and placed them on my chest, right on the area where my boobs will eventually grow. His hands searched for something to squeeze, and he found the tiniest bit. Even though my clothes were still on, I felt my panties go wet? what did this mean? I tried to think back to Max's thoughts. Oh yah, it means Dylan is actually turning me on.

"Let's do this," I said, pushing the rather heavy blond boy onto the darker of the two beds, which I was hoping was Fang. when Dylan landed on the bed, I jumped onto him, getting to work fast. Ripping off his shirt, I started licking his chest, and it wasn't as gross as I thought it would be. He moaned loudly, and grabbed my ass, which is way finer then Max's, to try to control himself. This made this weird moaning sound escape my mouth, which was still on Dylan's chest, slowly sliding down to the unmentionable area. Sadly, his pants and undies were still on, and my entire outfit was still on me. "Dylan," I whimpered, "You're gonna have to take off my clothes eventually." This snapped him out of his stupor, and he started to undo the buttons on my shirt. "Hey Angel," Dylan said, "Is it okay if I scream Max's name instead of yours?" I slapped him in response.

"That's hot babe," he said, chuckling. How could he chuckle when he couldn't even get my shirt off? Loser. finally I just tore the shirt off myself, and I just got it over with with taking my pants off, but I'll leave the undies for him. My Dora the Explorer undies. Or were they Blues Clues? Barney? Oh, they're the Backyardigans ones. Oh Pablo the Penguin, please don't be so difficult today.

Dylan started groping my chest, and the small nipples of mine seem to turn hard at his touch. Suddenly his hand was in my pants, exploring my unmentionables. Luckily I wasn't like Max and didn't have hair down there yet. And I only know this because Fang thought it a bunch while they were connecting and he thought it tickled his "little buddy." "Hey Babe, it's about to get a little painful, so just hold on to my arm while I go 'exploring', okay?" Dylan told me, and he started sticking his fingers into my area down beow, it let me reassure you, it hurt like hell. Though it then started to feel wonderful, and I felt bad Dylan wasn't feeling the same things. So I shoved him out of me and removed his pants and undies and squeezed his dick, hard. He screamed loudly, but in a good way, which made me proud. Suddenly I pictured me having a scream contest, who could make Dylan or Fang scream louder.

I'd soooooo win.

"Angel Baby, you know what would be real sexy?" Dylan asked, running his finger down my back. "What?" I questioned.

"If you'd fuck yourself for me?" It was a statement, but he said it like a question. I nodded, because I knew all about fucking myself. It gets lonely when Fang and Max are fucking each other, also Iggy and Ella, and Gazzy and Nudge, and Total and Akila, and then Dylan just stalking Max and Fang fucking each other. So I've learned how to... Play with myself.

Playing with my clit, I watched Dylan stare in awe. Then I started groping my own breasts, and I actually made myself even wetter. Dylan then started fucking himself too, and eventually we were ready.

We got completely undressed, and then Dylan stuck his sexy manhood into my very wet womanhood. Again, like the fingers, it hurt at first, but then it was pleasurable, making us both moan and groan. We both climaxed at the same time, and we both screamed out each others name. Amazing.


Dylan

Amazing. For so long I had been a female virgin (yes, I did it with Dr. Gunther Hagen before, but that was only to test out my man parts) and now I was not longer virgin. In your face Fang. Fang had always bragged about all the woman he scored, and how every girl out there wanted him to do them. Which was very true. Because when Angel and I creamed out each others name, I actually screamed Max and she actually screamed Fang. Which I don't blame her, I've seen Fang naked, and he is hawt. Damn, I have seen Fang naked but not Max. Sad.

"Angel?" I asked, breathing hard. "Yes?" She responded.

"Wanna go spy on Max and Fang while they're still naked?"

"Hell yah," she said, and we got dressed and went outside to go stalk Max and Fang...

Only if we had known they had already been watching us.