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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      South_Park
  Relationship:
      Eric_Cartman/Wendy_Testaburger
  Character:
      Wendy_Testaburger, Eric_Cartman
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent_Fantasy
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-10 Words: 1739
****** Make me Believe ******
by Kreton
Summary
     Wendy's tired of cleaning the library by herself. When she hears that
     Cartman is in trouble again she gets him put on cleaning duty with
     her.
“I'm not going to listen to your lies anymore. If you don't want to do your
part then I'll just inform Principal Victoria that you were unwilling to
cooperate.” Wendy hoped that Cartman would just give in, but she should have
known better than to confront him with an audience.
“My part!? I'm being made to do forced labor because I was fighting for the
rights of the students. I'm not being uncooperative. I'm standing up for what
is right.” Like usual, he was talking to the crowd more than he was to Wendy.
“Fine! The next time you get yourself into trouble I won't help you out by
suggesting an easy punishment, like helping me clean the library.”
“That's fine! I don't deserve to be punished because what I was doing was
just.” To make his point Cartman made a big show of marching off.
“Grrrr, I hate him so much.” Wendy fumed for a few moments trying to calm down.
She had suggested his punishment with her in the library because she found the
work tedious, and worst of all boring. And if there is one thing Cartman was
good at, it was keeping her from being bored.
As Wendy made her way toward the library her thoughts lingered on Cartman. He
had so much potential. She actually admired how passionately he fought for what
he believed in. Sadly he almost always took the side opposite herself. She
often thought that if she could convince him to see things reasonably then the
two of them could really make a change in the world. Her brains and his
unstoppable passion... Unfortunately one of the things he was passionate about
was pissing her off. He would do things just because he knew it would get under
her skin.
Arriving at the library doors, Wendy tried to clear her mind and get to the
task at hand. Once every two weeks the library needed to be tidied up. Wendy
had volunteered with the belief that the students would take turns, but this
was not the case. After having done this task countless times she began to
dread it. It usually took about twenty-five to forty-five minutes depending on
various things. She always devoted an hour and a half for the extra credit it
provided and because she used the extra time to relax. The library was of the
typical sort, it was carpeted and had books, tables, chairs, computers, that
sort of thing. It did have a small office with a comfy couch she liked to read
on. One of the perks of taking care of the library after-hours was that she had
free run of the place. But the solitude brought about a deep boredom she was
hoping to alleviate with Cartman's aid. Even if they argued the entire time, it
would be better than having to be here all alone again.
Shaking her head to clear her mind, Wendy entered the library and set to work.
She was finished in no time, leaving herself a full hour to kill. She had
already read all the interesting books, and she failed to bring anything to
entertain herself. So she headed to the small office and laid down on the couch
and closed her eyes.
Almost immediately she heard someone enter the library. She thought this might
happen. Now that the work was done and everyone had gone home for the day she
figured Cartman would come back and tell her some bullshit story to convince
her not to tell Principal Victoria that he didn't help. Oh no, she wasn't going
to let him get away with it this time.
She stormed out of the office to give him a piece of her mind. As she threw
open the door and rushed out she slammed face first into Cartman, knocking her
on her ass. “What the fuck!” Wendy didn't normally cuss, but she was already
angry and this was just more fuel on her fire. “If you think you can come back
in here and play nice and pretend that you've done nothing wrong, then you've
got another think coming.” Wendy just sat on the floor looking up at Cartman
with fire in her eyes. While Cartman stood silently looking down at her coldly.
The fact that he literally was looking down at her filled her with anger. She
started screaming at him with tears in her eyes “If you're not going to do
anything helpful then leave! Why don't you get Butters to kiss your ass if
that's what you're looking for, because I'm not going to do it. Oh, but I
forget you don't like ass kissing, you're more into dick sucking. So get out of
here and go suck Butters' dick again... or is it Kyle's dick you'd rather
suck?” As soon as she said Kyle's name he finally reacted.
Cartman started undoing his pants, “I'll show you dick suckin' bitch!” He push
his pants and underwear down past his knees and forcefully pushed his dick into
Wendy's face while holding the back of her head. “How do you like that?”
“What the hell are you doing!? Get that thing away from me. You're disgusting.”
Wendy couldn't pull away from his hold. She could feel his penis hardening as
he rubbed it against her face. That's when she did something impulsive. She
opened her mouth and took his dick into it. She had intended to bite it to make
him stop, but once it was inside her mouth she was afraid of seriously hurting
him.
She found it hard to concentrate on anything other than the object in her
mouth. Cartman had loosened his grip on her head, and he responded with a
pleasurable moan. “That feels so good. Oh yeah! Keep it up.” She slowly
explored his member with her tongue. Readjusting her position to better
accommodate the situation, she was surprised at how responsive he was. It
didn't take much to make him tense up and moan. This was a new experience for
her, in more ways than one, she had never been able to manipulate him so
easily. If she bobbed up and down slowly, taking him deeper into her mouth, he
would actually shiver. If she slid her tongue from side to side while pushing
it against the underside he would buck his hips forward. Every movement and
motion from her would be rewarded with a reaction from him.
It wasn't a secret that Cartman had the smallest penis in their grade. But this
lack of length made it easier to handle him. She imagined that if it was much
longer she might have gagged on it. She was also curious if his was fat because
he was fat, or if it was normal to be so thick. While Wendy was lost in
thought, things had picked up. She was moving in rhythm with Cartman's
thrusting, until he started bucking wildly. She felt his cock pulsate in her
mouth, then came a feeling of liquid hitting the roof of her mouth, quickly
filling to overflow. She swallowed hard trying to clear the stuff from her
mouth, but it was hard to swallow and she ended up coughing to keep from
choking.
“Wow, you really know how to satisfy.” Cartman said triumphantly.
Wendy wiped the cum from her lips with her shirt. “And you wouldn't know the
first thing about how to satisfy a woman. I think you just proved my point.”
Cartman kicked his pants off completely, and grabbed Wendy by the hand pulling
her up and over to the couch. He knelt down and started undoing her pants. She
took the opportunity to pull her jizz covered shirt off. He removed her pants,
slid her panties off and laid her down on the couch then climbed on top of her.
Never having had sex before he was quite clumsy, but surprisingly gentile with
Wendy. He positioned himself between her legs and slowly pushed his dick into
her pussy lips. They were already covered with her juices and made things very
slippery. Cartman, holding his rod, rubbed it up and down looking for the right
spot to enter. This caused his cock-head to slide across Wendy's clit over and
over. Before she realized it she started cumming hard! As many times as she had
brought herself to orgasm it had never been like this. Cartman looked down upon
her with a warm smile on his face. “Don't know how to satisfy, huh?”
“Oh shut up and get off me.” Her face was red, and she had trouble looking him
in the eye.
“I'm not done with you yet.” Cartman leaned down and kissed Wendy gently on the
lips. “Now, where does this go in?”
Wendy grinned at his asking for help. “A little lower. A little more. Okay,
push in slowly.” The feeling of his cock pushing into her so soon after her
orgasm was a mix of feelings. She was still very sensitive so she had to be
careful. But once he slipped inside of her she felt a wave of pleasure flow
though her body. “You can start thrusting but go slow.” He nodded his head and
pulled back before pushing in even deeper. For a small dick it sure did feel
amazing, she thought to herself.
It didn't take long for their bodies to recover from their earlier orgasms, and
to start building toward the next. Cartman was the first to announce his was
approaching. “Wendy, oh god Wendy I'm about to cum. I'm going to cum.”
“Me too Eric! You're going to make me cum. Eric! I'm cumming. I'm cumming.
Eric! Eriiiic!”
Several moments passed in silence. Wendy lay on the couch basking in the
intensity of her orgasms. Maybe these library cleaning days weren't so bad. She
thought to herself. I just wished I could have convinced Cartman to have helped
today. She removed her hand from between her legs and pulled her pants and
underwear up. Looking around to make sure she had not disturbed her
surroundings. She cleaned up anything out of order and readied herself for the
walk home.
When she came out of the office she was surprised that the library doors were
open. She was sure she had closed them. Had someone come in while she was
distracted? She wondered if it could have been....nah. No need to get her hopes
up.
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