The Official Southpark Kink Meme!
OFFICIAL COMPLAINT POST Here's how it works.
Post an ANONYMOUSE request. You can request a single character, a pairing, a threesome, or more. IT doesn't matter.
MAKE SURE YOU PROVIDE A KINK!!!
This isn't a pairing meme. For a guide to kinkage, please refer to
this postTry not to be too specific or the writer's
(
Read more... )
Tweek’s cheeks were burning with the knowledge that Craig had been right; it was obvious to everyone that he was a boy in a dress. His balls burnt with the friction, as well as every word that Craig would hiss to him on their journey.
“Feel the chill on your nuts through that skirt? Would you like me to warm them up, right here and now? Just push up that little skirt for all to see?
“Remember the last time I fucked you? You just couldn’t hold it in, could you bitch? You’re paying for that now. I’m not fucking you when you want it, I’m fucking you when I feel like it.
“How does it feel to know you could be waiting all day until my cock is ripping you open, Tweek?”
The more Craig talked, the longer they were out and about, the worse it got for Tweek. It almost seemed like it was impossible to hide an erection in a skirt. It was definitely out of the question to expect those lace pants to contain it.
Time started to blur. All Tweek was aware of was his need, the burning in his crotch and Craig’s words in his ear. He didn’t clearly recall when they had gotten to Craig’s house, but they must have gone that way because he found himself gripping the back of the couch and spreading his legs.
“That’s right, spread them wide. Let’s see that pretty little ass.”
That tacky suede skirt was pushed up around Tweek’s hips, now more belt than anything else.
“Mmn. Very nice.”
“Ah!” Craig had grabbed the back of those damn panties, twisting the fabric and pulling it tight. The sudden burst of tightness and friction made Tweek’s problems suddenly seem more urgent. “Jesus, Craig!”
“What? What do you want?”
“Christ, Craig! Fuck me!” Tweek’s body was shuddering harder than usual.
“You want it, bitch?”
“Fuck. Yeah! Yeah I want it. Fuck me, Craig. Use me like a whore!”
The panties were pulled to one side, something cool and slick at Tweek’s burning asshole.
“I’m going to fuck you through this couch.”
“Jesus, yes. Christ! Give me it all! Tear me apart!”
“Who else gets you this hot?”
“Christ, no one!”
“Who else can get this deep?” A violent thrust accompanied that question.
“Ahn! N-no one! No one’s as big as you!”
“Coming from a cum-whore like you, that’s one hell of a compliment.”
Tweek thrashed his head from side to side, feeling overcome with heat. He pressed his ass back against Craig, loving every hard thrust, every slap of balls against him. “Oh Jesus! Oh Christ! The pressure! Too much pressure!”
“Going to cum already bitch?” Craig hips pounded into the blonde with new vigour. “What’s my name then? Say my name. Let everyone in the whole street know who fucks you so good.”
“Christ- fuck! Craig!” Tweek couldn’t have held back the scream even if Craig had ordered him to. His body twitched and bucked as he came hard, almost collapsing over the back of the couch. Almost.
Craig continued to hold him up, still thrusting hard into him. “Oh, we’re not done yet, bitch. This is about what I want, remember?”
I'm really bad at dirty talk, I'm sorry.
Reply
Jesus... Christ...
Reply
But thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it, OP or not.
Reply
Who are you kidding? You are SUPER at dirty talk!
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment