"4 scoop Vanilla Bean ice cream cone, with sprinkles. That'll be $9.45." I handed Cartman his ice cream. "Come on Kenny! This is bullshit! I should get a friends discount!" He grumbled, pulling out his wallet. "Shut up, fatass. Just give me your money." "Here. Keep the change, you need it anyway." He slapped the money on the table before turning around and smirking. "Bet you'd give Bebe a discount with the clothes she's wearing right now." He snickered and walked away. The hell is that supposed to mean? "Next." Next was Wendy and... Bebe. God damn! Fucking Cartman was right! She was wearing these short ass jean shorts which looked a couple sizes too small, but I wasn't complaining, because they showed off her thighs, and they looked fucking scrumptious. She was also wearing a black tank top, and holy shit. I don't think she's wearing a bra! Just my lucky day. She had on red converse shoes with gray socks. I had to keep myself from drooling. I kept my composure just enough to take their orders. "What would you ladies like today?" I snuck a glance at Bebe's cleavage. "Hey Kenny! Can I take a Vanilla bean?" I nodded. "And for you, Wendy?" She looked at the menu. "Actually, can I just get a water?" I scoffed and nodded. "Water over a strawberry banana smoothie? Even your drink choice is boring." She blushed. "M-my drink choice is not boring, it's healthy." Bebe giggled. "How many scoops, Bebe?" She held up 2 fingers. I nodded and got her cone. I then began scooping the ice cream out of the tub and putting it on the cone. When I was done, I put a napkin around the handle and grabbed a cup, filling it with ice cold water. I handed the objects to the girls and ringed up the price. "$7.68." Wendy handed me a 10 dollar bill and told me to keep the change. As they walked to a nearby table I snuck a glance at Bebe's ass, and it was such a heavenly sight that I got a tier two nosebleed. No joke. I had Kyle take over for me as I went into the bathroom.

When I came out, I saw Wendy look at her phone, panic, and then hurry off, leaving Bebe there to lick her ice cream alone. I would die just for her tongue to be somewhere else. I decided to take my chances and went over to sit across from her. "What's up, 'Sex God'?" I fucking loved that nickname. Especially when she said it. "Nothing much. Just thinking. Also, where are you going looking like that?" I looked her over. She smirked. "Looking for you, actually. The ice cream was just a bonus. Got a place where we can fuck in private?" I had a shit eating grin on as I pulled her into the backroom.

KYLE'S POV

I saw Kenny and Bebe giggling, heading to the backroom. Shit. Now I had to serve ice cream and deal with moaning? I have to get a new job.

KENNY'S POV

As soon as we got in, I locked door and pinned Bebe against the nearest wall and attacking her neck, knowing she was very sensitive there. She gasped and started running her finger through my dirty blonde hair. I found my hands snaking up her shirt and found out my suspicions were correct, she didn't have a bra. My hands fondled her breasts and twisted her nipples, turning her into a whining mess. I lifted her tank top and sucked on her nipples, earning moans and gasps in return. My man-meat was begging to be released as I played with her breasts. I let go of her hands and she dropped down to her knees and began fumbling with my pants, eventually pulling down my pants and underwear. My cock hit her face and she instantly took her in her mouth. The feeling was fucking amazing, and I couldn't help but let out a moan. Her tongue swirled around the head, her head bobbing back and forth as her hands were used to unbutton her her jean shorts. She dipped one hand into her jeans and started rubbing herself. Seeing this, I put my hands into her blonde hair and started thrusting into her mouth, causing her to gag and choke. I felt my tip hit the back of her throat multiple times and I groaned. I picked her up, earning a yelp, and pinned her against the wall again, aiming my cock towards her entrance and inserting into her. Her legs locked around my torso as I continued to push into her, her nails digging into my work uniform. I slowly started thrusting, attacking her neck once more. She let out a gasp. "Holy shit Ken, I love when you fill me up!" I then focused my attention to her breasts, worshipping them, all while keeping Bebe on the wall. She brung our lips together in a hungry kiss for dominance. I put my arms around her waist as I continued to plow into her, this time going as fast as I could. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck, Ken keep fucking me, i'm close!" Fuck, I fucking love when she talks like that. I get so confident. And before I know it, i'm dangerously close to cumming. "Fuck. Bebe, i'm about to cum!" "Shit, Ken! Ken! I'm cumming!" Soon I couldn't hold it. The sensation of her heavenly thighs wrapped around my torso and her pussy basically absorbing my cock had made me cum.

And man it felt good. I was tired of little kids coming up and asking for free samples, Cartman, and just South Park in general. Once we were done from our high, I pulled out of her, some of my cum dripping down her thigh. I set her down gently. "Ken. That was fucking amazing." I scoffed. "Isn't it always?" I smirked and pulled up my pants. "Ken, where are my panties?" "I dunno. Oh, here they are." I stuck my hand to give it to her, but as she was about to take it, I took my hand back. "On second thought, maybe i'll keep these." I took a long whiff. I looked at her with a smirk as she stomped her foot. "Kenneth McCormick. Return those to me at once." I started to leave. "Bye Bebe!" I said, slowly closing the door, blocking out her protests. Shit. Guess I have to work again.

A/N: thank you for reading this. i really enjoy making these.