I don't own south park, this is a longer chapter due to my Internet not being so reliable, so I'm trying to make up for lost time. Enjoy WARNING LIME!
Chapter 6
Sitting in a circle they all laughed as Kenny got to talking about his experience with Satan on his last trip to hell and how he and Hitler were actually kicking it off pretty well. They never really believed that Kenny had gone multiple times to hell over the course of his life, but odd shit always happened around southpark so they believed him. Why not after having a talking towel just walked across the room offering bong hits.
It was surprising how well they were getting along, Cartman had even managed to tell a few racist, offensive jokes and got a laugh from Wendy. His heart would flutter each time making him feel like he was suffocating. He expected a slap to the arm, or a swift punch the jaw but she would smile at him and giggle, it was weird but in a good way he concluded.
Cartman leaned back sighing as he noticed a couple walk down to the basement, his eyes lingered on Stan and his new girlfriend stood looking around the room uninterested. Wendy must of noticed them also due to her sudden stiffness next to him on the couch. Cartman rolled his eyes as he tapped Wendy on the shoulder getting her attention, he leaned over towards her ear, "you wanna go outside and get some air?".
Wendy nodded in appreciation as they excused themselves from the blonds who were currently undressing eachother with their eyes. "I'm going to grab your waist try not freak out", Cartman whispered to her again as he reached over towards her and brought her close to him as they neared the stairs. Cartman had noticed Stan glaring at him as Cartman lead Wendy toward the stair case, they swiftly made their way up without a word.
Within minutes they stood outside in the back yard were a bunch of teens were sitting around staring at the sky or playing a game of beer pong. "You okay?", Cartman finally asked after contemplating the question in his mind, "yeah I'm fine, thank you", Wendy answered quickly brushing a few stray strands away from her face.
Cartman bit his lip looking up towards the star lit sky, "I'm sorry about ditching you yesterday, I just had remembered my mom wanted me home, something about the litter box", he lied scratching his head. Wendy couldn't help a smile from spreading on her face, "yeah sure if that helps you feel better", she teased walking towards a snow covered bench untouched by any other teen at the far end of the yard away from everyone.
Cartman scoffed following after Wendy, he watched her dust off the snow and take a seat as Cartman soon followed. They sat silently as Cartman pulled out a case full of joints taking one and lighting it. Wendy rolled her eyes keeping her eyes trained on the moon. She had to admit it was a pretty nice night, wich was weird for South Park to have such nice weather two days in a row,she half expected the sky to fall on top of them at any moment.
"You look nice tonight, you trying to impress anyone?", Cartman mocked wiggling his eye brows at her. She knew he must of been pretty high to be acting so lose around her. He seemed a hell of alot less tense then usual and it seemed most of his walls had come down leaving him open to her. She also felt a bit light herself and cursed the alcohol and smoke.
"You can say that", she whispered glancing over at the teen who was now staring up at the moon. He smirked, "hmm let me guess, your wearing alot of black, could it be Token?". Wendy sighed shaking her head, "that's really racist Cartman".
Cartman shruged taking another drag of his lit joint, "Eric", she said lowly as Cartman felt a jolt shot through him. He slowly looked over at her swallowing hard as his eyes racked over her form, she was leaning towards him, her breast right in his view. He could feel all his blood plummet towards his groin and he felt dizzy, and nauseated.
"Uh.. yeah?", he chocked out trying to train his eyes on her nose, he knew he couldn't glance at her lips or her eyes so he settled for her nose. "What's wrong? You seem so nervous?", Wendy teased leaning in a bit more squeezing her breasts tighter together, "your never nervous", she finished with a smirk.
He had never seen her act so much like a slut before, but god it was so hot. Cartman groaned looking away quickly rubbing his eyes in frustration, "I think I'm to high", he mumbled quickly stomping his joint into the snow below him. Damn his hormones, damn his whole infatuation with the teen stirring next to him, he was Eric fucking Cartman he wasn't suppose to be this weak towards anyone.
"Eric", she said again and Cartman looked towards her surprised that she was much closer to him, her face a few inches away from his. "I don't think we ever finished what you started back at the lake", Cartman felt his heart stop, he was completely taken back. Oh God help me! He mentally pleaded.
Wendy licked her lips taking her chance to kiss his cheek, trailing a slow line towards his mouth, Cartman was panicking, his mind was on over drive. He held her back, "Wendy holly shit you must be really high or drunk", he said quickly trying to settle his mind. Wendy shook her head, "oh no.. not this time Eric", Cartman swallowed hard once more.
"Stop calling me that Jesus Christ", Cartman quickly looked around scanning the teen crowed noticing no one had really noticed they were there. Wendy smirked , "what I can't call you Eric?", Cartman looked back at her he wanted to devour her, he wanted so badly to hear his name scram from her lips. Then why couldn't he just take advantage of her, she was clearly letting him have a shot, yet he was being the 'gentleman'.
She moved forward crashing her lips to his, his mind quickly shut down as he stared down at her blue eyes slowly close as she pushed him lightly back. Cartman moved his hands down her arms to her hips bringing her close to him, he was drowning and fast he needed to pull away, he tried moving his face away but Wendy quickly bit his lip keeping him still her eyes shooting open.
She growled, "damn it Cartman I fucking like you okay? Now fucking kiss me like you had back into that stupid closet at Tokens house", Wendy said quickly catching Cartman completely off guard, he's mouth hung open staring at her in horror. Wendy shook her head, "stop being an ass hole, I know you feel the same way about me", she lectured looking away a blush painting her face.
Cartman closed his mouth turning away from Wendy, his eyes closed as he mentally ran laps in his head filing her words away. She fucking licked him, he should be happy right?, he bit his tongue contemplating, "why are you so afraid of having a relationship with someone?", Wendy asked all of a sudden, "your always sleeping around and never taking any of the girls that fall on your lap seriously", Wendy continued fixing her top.
"You were all talk a few days ago how you would treat your girlfriend like a goddess if you had one, but you've never had a relationship with anyone", Cartman shook his head lightly looking at the ground, "you don't know shit Testaburger", he squeezed out as Wendy snapped her head towards him, "I know you like me, you haven't denied that yet", Cartman rolled his eyes, scratching his neck.
"You know, growing up I've never had a stable relationship to look up to", Cartman started surprised that he was going to tell her what he was feeling. He tried desperately to shut his mouth but it was as if he had opened a flood gate, "I've grown up seeing so many different men come out of my home, out of my mother's room, I've never had a father figure to look up to for this stuff".
Cartman paused feeling sick, "so I guess I've followed my mother's example, I've become a man whore". Wendy shook her head as Cartman sighed. "I don't have the most stable of minds, and I grew up being the biggest ass hole in town, how many kids do you know that had cthulu as their complete bitch? ", he asked as Wendy let herself smile. "It might be because I'm high that I'm telling you all this but, in all honesty I don't know how I feel towards you, at one point I was pretty positive I hated you with all my being".
"I was sure that if you died, I would be the first to toss a massive party, but now", he frowned deeply. "I get this sick feeling when I'm around you, I feel so... unworthy lately", he scratched his ear. "No not unworthy, I feel like a walking talking nervous wreck, I feel so uncomfortable and I have no confidence when speaking to you". He groaned, "I always know what I'm going to say and do, but lately I dont have a clue, I'm always prepared", Wendy shifted her weight slightly towards him.
"Cartman, that sounds like you have a thing for me", she whispered, the teen kept his vision trained on the fence that was right next to them taking extreme interest on one of the nails holding the wood together. "Maybe", he shruged exhaling sharply as Wendy stood from her sitting position and stood infront of him.
He watched her curiously as she moved forward, he panicked once more as Wendy straddled his hips sitting on his tights as she wrapped her arms around his neck , her knees settling besides his waist. "Do i have to be the one to initiate this? To make it plain to you that I really want this?", Cartman felt his erection rub on her inner thigh. He inhaled sharply looking up at her, "once you fall into my pit, there is no escaping Wendy", he growled letting his hands travel up her thighs to her waist.
He was letting his hormones cloud his vision, she felt like she was on fire, "are you treatining me?", she asked tilting her head to the side a bit to innocently for Cartman. He quickly crashed his lips to hers pulling her down on his erection as he took control. An arm snaked around her back towards the back of her neck to keep her still against his lips while the other kept her fermly planted on his lap.
He kissed her with the hunger he had felt for the longest time, he gently pinched her ass causing Wendy to gasp allowing Cartman just enough time to dart his tongue into her mouth. He tasted the beer she had drank earlier and a faint taste of strawberries, probably from what ever she had eaten before arriving at the party. They battled for dominance as Wendy let her hands tangle in his hair bringing herself if possible more closer to him deepening the kiss as Cartman moaned into her mouth.
She felt herself being lifted up, "not like this, come on", Cartman growled setting her down on the ground pulling her back towards the house. They passed though the home getting to the front door were they nearly bumped into Kyle. The red head was going to say something but he was quickly and forcefully pushed to the side as Wendy followed behind her face flushed. They made it to Cartman car and he quickly turned around pinning her against the passenger side door, his lips moved against hers as he quickly pulled out his keys unlocking the vehicle.
His lips moved down her neck as he pulled away bringing her with him against his chest as he opened the door and commanded Wendy to sit. She did so without arguing as Cartman quickly closed the door and made his was around the car. Cartman had noticed Stan had been following them as he got into the car locking the doors bringing the vehicle to life and pulling out of the now crowded front yard of Tweeks house.
They swiftly made their way down the street cutting many corners till they arrived at Cartmans house. Wendy felt herself become stiff as she noticed no one was home, her mind was quickly scrambled as Cartman pulled her door open capturing her lips and lifting her bridal style form the car seat and kicking his car door closed behind him. They were caught in a world wind of actions as Cartman quickly opened and closed his front door, he kicked off his boots while tearing hers off her feet.
Cartman carried her up the stairs his lips never braking from hers as his hands spread her legs to wrap them snugly around his waist. Her back soon meet his bed as he quickly began to take off his jacket then pulling at her shirt. Both teens were panting trying to catch their breath as their hands moved clumsily on one another, Wendy pulled on his shirt as he complied pulling it off his body as he worked on her pants, Wendy found her lips becoming attached to his neck and chest as Cartman growled pushing her back against the bed and freeing her from her pants.
She was now nearly naked only in her bra and underware as Cartman drank up her form, his eyes lingering on her breast, her stomach and her underware. Wendy reached up to work on his pants as Cartman stopped her hands pulling them away from his belt, he stared down at her hard, "if you want to stop right now would be the best chance of running Testaburger, I won't be able to stop after this", he warned. She could tell he was trying to hold back he was far to tense, his muscles seamed to be twitching against his skin, waiting to attack.
She let her hand run up his abdomen causing Cartman to inhale sharply his eyes closing shut, "I want this Eric", she whispered surprised that her voice dint crack or betray that she was actually shaking with fear and arousal. He quickly pined her arms above her head his mouth resting at her neck over her pulse, "last chance", Cartman growled deeply she had never heard him speak like that, his voice was lased with so much testosterone and lust she felt her insides squeez as she slowly but confidently noded and with one swift motion her bra was cut from her body.
He held a knife expertly as he slashed at her underware completely freeing her, his lips quickly moved down to her breast taking one filing into his mouth his tongue dancing on her nipple as the other was squeezed tightly in his other hand. It was all so sudden she felt as if she had been punched in the stomach, she felt winded, she glanced down at him through hooded eyes and was meet with a fire gaze.
His eyes seemed to be on fire, they seemed to shine as if he were a wild wolf hunting his prey under the shadow of night. All traces of Cartman were gone and we're replaced with someone completely different, she watched his mouth detach itself from her breast moving to the other keeping eye contact as Wendy moaned in delight.
Cartman moved quickly taking off his pants leaving his boxers on just in case she decided to change her mind. Her mind was mush, she was breathing eraticly as if she was running a marathon, her body was on fire and everywe're Cartman touched would send a jolt through her. She wanted to take dominance but everytime she would move Cartman would quickly pin her and bite down were ever he had been kissing.
He quickly spread her legs before she could protest his tongue was already at work dipping into her and pinning her legs apart. He ate her expertly as Wendy couldn't help but moan loudly at the sudden rush of pleasure hit her. Wendy quickly pulled at Cartmans brunet locks arching her back to somehow bring him closer to her. He quickly found her sweet spot and focused his tongue work on the area sending Wendy easily off the edge, Wendy cried out loudly leeting the orgasim roll down her body.
She felt shifting as she forced her eyes to open and watched Cartman pull down his pants freeing his erection. "You can be as loud as you need to be, my mom is our for the whole weekend", Cartman purred pulling her hips forward towards his body, Wendy groaned at the movement as Cartman pressed himself gently against her opening. "It's going to hurt, there is nothing I can do to lessen the pain", he growled rubbing her wetness over his tip.
Wendy watched him sensually dip the tip in slowly before pulling out and rubbing himself on her, trying to get a good coat of her on him before proceeding. She watched with clouded eyes as he slowly sunk into her, she quickly tried pushing away as he finally invaded her, he pined her arms above her head as he continued his motion. Wendy scram feeling her barrier snap as she could feel Cartman smile against her collar bone.
Wendy felt as if she was having the worst cramp in her life as Cartman sunk himself to the hilt, he sighed contently as he slowly pulled out again. Wendy bit her lip as Cartman decided to distract her with his lips, darting his tongue into her mouth as he crashed into her once more.
She had never felt this kinda rush wash over her, she could feel Cartman trying to control himself with every thrust. He groaned deeply as he began to bite her collar bone, Wendy tossed her head back allowing him more access to her as she squeezed her legs around him. They were interrupted by loud knocking, an animalistic snarl escaped Cartman mouth as he sat up, Wendy ran her hands up his chest trying to sooth him, his eyes pierced hers as he took her hand in his and slowly kissed it.
"Wait here", he commanded as the knocking tore through his house once more, he moved away from her causing a whimper to escape from Wendys lips as soon as he pulled out of her body. He smirked as he pulled on some sweat pants turning to his door and walking down the stairs with a angered stride.
More knocking he swiftly pulled the door open to stare at Stan who was panting his blue eyes piercing Cartmans. "What the fuck do you want? ", Cartman growled causing Stan to step back in surprise. "Wendy", Stan spoke putting back on his macho mask, "we're is she?", Stan growled balling his fist. Cartman stepped forward without hesitation taking Stan by his throat and shoving him back onto the snow, quickly the red head stood in between them.
She looked Cartman up and down before smirking," you have some love marks on your chest there", Cartman glared down at her. "Get off my property, right fucking now", Cartman warned pointing in the direction of the road, "NOW! ", Cartman snarled shoving the red head away from him. "Not without Wendy", Stan growled standing back in his feet, Cartman rubbed his face sighing deeply.
"Wendy is mine, she's up in my room waiting for me, not you", Cartman said slowly making sure the two teens understood is words. Stan was going to strike when a person came into view behind Cartman, Wendy stood at the doorway wearing Cartmans hockey jersey, her bangs hiding her face. Cartman turned to her a scowl on his face as he walked over to her, Wendy took his hand and pulled him towards her.
Her lips met his for a quick heated kiss before she pulled away from him, glancing at Stan, "fuck off Stan", she spat taking Cartman hand and pulling him back into the house, Cartman turned a smirk on his face flipping Stan off before slamming the door closed behind them.