Author's Note: I wanted to thank those of you that have commented/messaged me about my story. They make me smile and give me the encouragement to keep writing. Even the ones that are hateful since they motivate me to do better.
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I woke up the next morning and heard noises come from the kitchen and the smell of pancakes. I got up and stretched, yawning as I shuffled to the kitchen. To my surprise, it was Belle cooking. Belle never cooked.
"Night went well I'm guessing?" I sat up on the counter next to her.
"Oh it went
amazing
." Belle was beaming. She looked at me and cradled my cheek. "Thank you, Rye."
"For what? I didn't do anything."
"You made it happen." She flipped the pancake over.
"Would've happened eventually."
"You made it happen sooner." She persisted. "Rye just say 'you're welcome' like a normal person."
"Fine. You're welcome. Glad I could be your wingman."
"Wingman? Nah. Wingboy." She smirked. "You don't get to be a man until you ask Toon out."
I scowled then hopped off the counter. I stood behind her and pulled her close, hands squeezing her waist. I pushed my morning wood up against her butt, enjoying how it felt. "Not a man, huh?"
She ignored me. "Not a man." She grinded her ass against in my crotch. "Yep. All I can feel is a little boy."
"Little? Come on that's just mean."
She laughed while turning the stove off. She turned around and pulled me into a kiss. "Fine." She kissed me again. "Not little. Perfect." She bit my lip. "I think you deserve a reward."
"For being a wingman?"
"For being a wing
boy
." She said sternly as she turned around again. She leaned over the part of the counter that didn't have a hot stove. "Come here."
What was she up to? I guess I'd find out. I stood behind her and she pushed her ass against me. She rocked her butt back and forth, rubbing it against my bulge. My cock rubbed against the material of my boxers and I humped her faster to make it feel better than it already did. So close to actually fucking her. In the middle of the kitchen. Aunt April and Bethany were the only ones home but it would be hot to risk being caught by even them.
"Feel good, perv?"
"Yes..." It did. There was cloth between us, but it still felt amazing to be grinding up against her like an animal.
"Yea you like humping my ass like a sick pervert?"
Why did I like her abuse so much? Is this masochism? I just grunted in response. I wished she would tear our clothes away and let me grind against her directly. My cock would feel incredible wedged between her ass cheeks. I buried my face in her neck and kissed it.
"Well.." She suddenly pushed me away and grabbed the plate of pancakes. "Too bad. I promised Beth breakfast in bed."
"Huh? But..."
"No buts." She shook her head, evil smirk plastered on her face. "I said you deserve a reward. Didn't say it would be right now."
"Ah Belle come on." She was terrible. The worst woman on the planet.
"Nope." She kissed me on the lips. "You get it later. Bye!" She shook her ass at me to taunt me some more then rushed away. I could do nothing but stare in frustration. Then I had an idea. I grabbed my phone then rushed up to my bathroom, it finally being finished. It had been broken so long that I had forgotten about it.
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"Those smell so good." Bethany was sitting up on the bed now. "Gimme."
Belle pouted. "Why are you wearing clothes?"
"Because if you saw me naked you'd want to jump me." Bethany took the plate eagerly. "And I'm hungry."
"I wanted breakfast and a show."
"Too bad." Bethany smiled. "Mmm. Belle these are so good. You should cook more often."
"Ha no thanks." Belle shook her head vigorously. "Too lazy. I'll do it for you on special occasions though." She grabbed a strawberry and held it out for Bethany, who quickly took a bite out of it.
"I'm honored."
Before Belle could respond, her phone vibrated. She glanced at it and saw that it was a text from Rye. "Why's Rye texting me?" She raised an eyebrow and opened the message. Then an extremely sly grin appeared on her face.
"What? What's it say?"
"See for yourself." Belle showed Bethany the phone screen. Rye's cock was filling it along with the caption "Finish what you started"
"Oh my god!" Bethany laughed. "What'd you do to him?"
"Just teased him a little!" Bethany said. Then she responded to Rye "Girls don't like dick pics as much as guys think they do."
"I figured you were the exception." Rye responded. "Was I right?"
"Only cuz it's you, perv." Belle rolled her eyes.
"So you gonna help?"
"Nah. I've got something better to do." Belle sent that then turned to Belle. "Quick take your shirt off."
"No. Food."
"Beeeethhhhh. Help me tease our brother."
"Ugh fine." Bethany sighed and took her shirt off as requested. Belle put their plates to the side then kissed Bethany's breast. Then while sucking on it, she took a picture.
"Thanks, Beth." Belle grabbed Bethany's shirt and tossed it before she could put it back on.
"We have to make sure he deletes that picture." Bethany said as she started eating again. "Obviously."
"Mhm." Belle said, distracted. "Oh my god this perv."
"What'd he say?"
"Thanks for the help." Belle read. She frowned. "I wanted to tease him more not help him."
"Did you really think he wouldn't jerk it to that picture?"