Chapter Four

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Kinzie smiled softly, pouring the pancakes into their pan, letting the batter bubble a little as she poured the mixture. The oozing, gooey, pale liquid dribbled longingly down for the pan, a soft hiss emitting as it hit the hot metal, the side beginning to harden and cook slowly as it fried in it's own juices and butter, slowly expanding out with more and more batter poured, following slowly across the pan and onto the stove, dribbling down as it trailed to the edge of the stove, and finally down Kinzie's crotch, into Matt's mouth, the teenager eagerly lapping it up.

She'd had him there for the past few minutes, after she had recovered from her session earlier, and had set him straight back to work. God, he knew how to use that tongue! Even as a novice, Matt was eager to please Kinzie, all thoughts of doubt far from his mind as he licked, joyfully tasting the mixture of sweet batter and the salty precum that had begun to trail down from her vagina. He looked up for approvement in her eyes, only to find her eyes closed, her mouth in an 'o' shape as she moaned again.
He looked down, dissapointed, but continued to serve her, his body completely naked bar a pair of pants he hadn't taken off, the skinny jeans tightly wrapped around his boner, and his pale body that usually recided within layers of jumpers, finally out in the open. Well, in the air. Fresh air. If you can consider air that's been lingering in a creepy warehouse/house for a few days fresh, sure, let's call it fresh.
His black hair draped against his neck a little, the moose a little rough to touch, but smoothe none-theless. She groaned again, gripping onto his hair. He hated that. Since when was he the dog? This was Kinzie Kenzington! That annoying FBI agent that kept annoying him, hacking into his systems, ugh! What hadn't she done?! He hated her, he hated this and yet...he couldn't stop! It was making him so horny!

'Fuck you body...' he murmured, looking down for a second at his erection, begging release from his pants. "Shhh!" Kinzie quickly hushed him, pulling his face back between her legs, a soft sensation of pleasure escaping her lips. The boy continued to lick inside of her, treating her like a goddess. She groaned again, panting with her tongue out some more.

That was it.

Matt stopped, leaning back and letting the gunk dribble from his mouth, Kinzie looked down at him.
"Why've you stopped?" she asked, brushing her Ginger hair away from her face, her perked breasts standing out against her entirely naked body, bar the few remainders of pancake batter that had made their way along the insides of her thighs.
"I don't want to do this anymore." he stated, a sigh of release escaping his lips as he said it, and his shoulders followed by dripping down in a relaxed state. "Why?" she asked, crouching down, still turned on and craving him again.
"I...I don't like girls, ok?" he quickly mumbled out, trying to break eye contact with her glare, intensified by her glasses and beautiful sapphire eyes. Smiling, Kinzie looked up at the ceiling.
"Boys and their toys..." she grumbled, before leaning back over Matt, crawling onto all fours as Matt tried to back away, stopped by the fact that you cannot crawl through solid concrete.
"What are you doing? I said stop!" he demanded, Kinzie leaning down closer to his face, then passing it to come next to his face, to whisper "I'll let you put it in".

He stopped, frozen still at that comment. He...he could do it? Actually not die a virgin?! No, he quickly shook his head. That's fucked up! "I don't want this!" he thought aloud, Kinzie blinking for a second in confusion, then smiling back down again, starting her fingers at his knee, walking up his thigh...

"S-stop that..." he managed, tender towards that area

...and along the inside of his legs until...

"I...I said stop..."

...she reached into his pants, slipping her velvety hand into his underwear...

*moans*

...and slowly feeling his penis, softly rubbing it.
"Now was that so bad?" she asked motherly, her red hair cascading onto his chest. He shook his head and murmured something, completely out of tune with everything around him as she pushed him down onto his back and climbed atop him, rubbing her wet pussy against the fabric of his pants. Matt bit his tongue in frustration, his own hips slightly pushing upwards against every downwards thrust Kinzie did, the girl giggling at his subconscious attempts to mate.
Cruelly, she began to slowly (and boy do we mean slowly) unzip his pants, letting him murmur something about nyteblade as he felt his barriers falling down around him. Carefully, she began to slip his cock along his leg and out of his underwear, letting the member sit there in the open, his balls still within his trunks.
"Now see, isn't he excited?" he said mockingly, softly carressing Matt's penis with her left hand as she lifted herself above it, a few drops of her lubrication settling down along his shaft.
He groaned pitifully, looking up at her. "Mhm." he muffledly said, still biting on his tongue.

Slowly Kinzie set herself onto his penis, letting the head become enveloped in herself, a faint, shrill hiss escaping her mouth as she continued lowering onto him, her vagina positively dribbling everywhere. Before she knew it, she had fully enveloped him. He was inside her! She giggled with delight, placing a hand firmly on his chest and lifting herself up, and back down with her legs, Matt whimpering as he felt so good, and yet so wrong.
"What's the matter, Matty? Aren't you enjoying this?" she asked, breathing a little deeper than usual as she used him like the many dildo's she had around the house. He looked away, his face blushing red with hate and pleasure. "Sh-shut up you bitch."
"Bitch? I'm not your bitch! You're mine!" she barked, quickening her movement as she pulled herself up and back down quickly, increasing the pace. Matt squawked with a hot, burning passion as he felt himself violated. "S-stop! I can't!" he called out, his balls tightening. He'd never done this before! It felt too good!

"You're MY bitch, got it?!" she yelled, fucking him like a worthless dog, a faint trickle of spittle moving it's way down her chin, her left hand vigorously palming her clitoris. He nodded, weakly as his legs bent inwards, trying to stop him from cumming. Not like this, not now!
"S-say you're my bitch!" she demanded, her right hand clawing into his chest, drawing a little blood as her pussy continued to ride itself along his pole, his precum mixing with hers within her pussy. "I...I..." he managed, gasping for air as he felt his virginity slipping away.
"WHO ARE YOU?!" she screamed, getting closer to cumming as she defiled him, her pussy softly enveloping him at such a pace it almost hurt him, his penis unused to this sort of treatment.

"I'M YOUR BITCH, MISSES KENZINGTON!" he called out, his legs buckling and his arms stiffening as he let himself go inside of her, hot jets of sperm shooting deep into her vagina, as she herself squirted on him, her mind in euphoria while she barely felt the hot load inside of her, her own thighs shaking as she slowly set herself off of him. Matt's penis came a little more, a squirt landing on his chest, before it wobbled a little, feeling drained, and softened a little, letting itself lay on his chest, the crotch of his pants soaked from Kinzie's cum.
"Y-yes you are..." she managed, panting. Holy hell that felt amazing! Matthew, on the other hand, felt confused and disorientated. He hid his face within his hands, making a disgruntled sob of what he had done. She was pregnant now! He'd fucked up! This wasn't right, this wasn't right at all! And what the hell was he thinking? Why did he say that? He didn't want to be her bitch.

Kinzie leaned out, patting him on the shoulder. "Matty? Matt, what's wrong?" she asked, looking concernedly and flustered, her red hair in a mess. "Shit, I came in you! That's what's wrong!" he babbled from within his hands, letting Kinzie look shocked for a moment before she broke out laughing, giggling like he had said a funny joke.
Slowly, Matt drew his hands away from his face. "Wh-what's so funny?" he asked, looking innocent and blushed, his lip complete with a little trick of seamen.

"Silly! I take the pill! God, do you honestly think I'd be stupid enough to do it unprotected otherwise?" she mocked, ruffling his hair, before crawling onto all fours and bending away from him, her ass before him and her vagina leaking cum, the white fluid slowly seeping out.
He blinked, the scene suddenly making sense, before he caught a fine view of her ass, his cock stiffening at the beautiful sight. (Let's be honest, whether gay, straight or pan: The ass is a beautiful thing. Period.)

She wiggled her butt, letting a the slow trickle of sperm hit her leg and stick there, the fine trail of precum dribbling out of her vagina, and a little droplet of juices seeped out of her anus. "Come on, I think you need to use that tongue of yours on ass." she teased, using one hand to spread the cheeks apart to reveal her puckered hole, Matt slowly getting up and beginning to crawl over to his, his tongue lulling out in anticipation.

Meanwhile, less than a feet from them, pancakes burnt.
Doesn't that sound dramatic? Pancakes burning?
Pancakes burning.
Like a movie title.

Or a porno.