Cartman Kisses Wendy Novels & Stories

With that, Wendy turned and sashayed over to the van. Elaine and I looked at each other. I grinned tentatively. She still looked like she knew less than I how to handle our situation and muttered something about how she was glad that Wendy and I had had a little fun. Whatever else she wanted to say, it kind of died on her lips. Implicitly, we each understood that talking right now was too uncomfortable for either of us, and we each turned away. I instantly ran into Van. He was on the same shuttle as Wendy, but he had of course wandered off while the luggage was loaded. The little bastard had also seen our kiss. "What the fuck man, did you two hook up at some point?" Van asked. "When?"

“I like you.” Wendy’s hand paused for a fraction of a second, then she pulled out the iodine and cotton swabs and walked back to the couch. “Don’t move. Let me disinfect it.” Her movements were gentle. The cotton swab dipped in iodine brushed over his wound. Austin slightly frowned but did not pull away. “I’m not acting on impulse.” Austin looked at her. “I’ve liked you since high school.” Wendy set the cotton swab down and replied calmly, “I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

I heard a low murmur from Justin, his voice too faint for me to make out the words. “Oh, do not be such a bear,” Wendy cooed, her voice dripping with condescension. “You know you need me for all these dreadful political things. Everyone expects to see us together, the perfect power couple.” There was a rustle of fabric, then her voice dropped. “One kiss?” A heavy silence followed. Then I heard a soft, distinct sound of lips meeting, and my stomach twisted into a painful knot. “I will see you tonight, my darling,” Wendy trilled. The sharp click of her heels faded as the office door closed behind her.

Hilton suddenly wore a serious tone. “I promise, I don't know who that man is.” Wendy said truthfully. “I believe you.” Hilton uttered as he tucked the hair on her face behind her ear. Wendy was shocked by his act but she covered it up with a smile. She couldn't look at Hilton's eyes. Wendy felt shivers all over body. She attempted to walk away only for Hilton to wrap one of his hands around her waist and stared at her. “Is this a scene in a romantic movie?” Wendy said within her.

But most of all, I tell him that I'm sorry he's not free to live a different life, a life free of darkness, away from the cartel. When I try to break the kiss, he stops me. His hand goes to the back of my head, cupping me. He crushes me to him, pressing his lips hard against mine, taking what I was offering and then so much more. Andres' kiss is desperate as he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth. When I try to pull back again his other arm slides across the back of my shoulders and he anchors me against him, forcing me to accept his kiss. I taste his desperation mixed with dominance and rising passion. And while my body quickly responds to his demand, like in the shower, my mind rebels.

Shock was an understatement for what he felt, he looked at Wendy's face and wondered if he was hallucinating. “Carson” Wendy muttered, she stared at him, he had grown more handsome over the years. “It's me, Wendy” Placing her hands on her chest, she introduced herself. Carson was too astonished to speak. “Carson, I've missed you” Wendy smiled and took a step closer to him. “I've missed so much.” She suddenly grasped his face and unexpectedly kissed him on the lips.

Thankfully one of us were in most of his classes. Marcus drove Finn’s car to school with all four of us in it. We soon arrived and got out together. “Oh my god! Zach! I missed you baby!” I heard Wendy’s grating voice when she saw him. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my hands behind his neck before pulling him down for a steamy kiss. His darkened eyes bore into mine and I could feel his smile against my lips. “Whore!” Wendy shrieked obnoxiously loud.

Her lips trembled as she kissed him. Rex was momentarily stunned and slowly cooperated with Wendy's clumsy touching. In the end, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Wendy frowned and immediately let go of Rex. "You…… are laughing at me?" "No! Absolutely not!" Rex raised his hands, but he still couldn't close his mouth as a smile appeared in his eyes.

Park mocked. “Why didn’t you guys tell me?” I went back to my seat with my eyes not leaving Greg. “Did he see Capell right now?” “You’re so messed up.” “He saw more. He saw you kissing him in the art room,” Wendy pointed angrily. “What is wrong with you, man?” “I thought of it, yeah, but I didn’t.” “You thought…?” Wendy stood up and scowled as disappointed as I was in myself. “You are an asshole.”

He buried his face between Ella's boobs and licked and sucked her nipples for a few more seconds before barking out in pleasure as he began to spurt repeatedly in Wendy's willing mouth. "Oh, yes," he shouted, bucking his hips to squeeze every last drop of jism onto her agile tongue before collapsing back into his seat. As Wendy stood up she wiped a few stray drops of cum into her mouth with her slender fingers, before noisily swallowing and then giving him another big smile. "Was that OK, Mr. Flan?" she asked pertly. He nodded in contentment. "Oh, yes, that was more than OK. Thanks, Wendy." "My pleasure, Mr Flan," she said turning to walk to the front of the cabin.