Grunkle Stan X Reader

Uh oh

Ford led me to the front of the house. It looked very regal but the moment we entered it we saw it all. It was a fuck house! There was a sign to all of the bedrooms and there were occupied and unoccupied signs.I looked at Ford and smiled, we were gonna have so much fun. We saw a young boy with brown hair and brown eyes. He was on the stairs and was chugging a drink from a cup.

"Hey Grayson. Thanks for having us."

"Oh my god! Is that Ford? Damn, you never come to parties. Am I special? Is that why you came? Are we best friends?"

He reeked of alcohol and he sounded it too. Damn this really was gonna be great. We went to the kitchen and drank. I mean we drank. I was drinking and I saw around all of the fun people were gone.

"Where are all the fun people?"

"They're probably in the fuck room."

"You know what would be fun?"

"What?"

"You and me in an upstairs room."

I led Ford to an unoccupied room, and I laid on the bed.

"So what do I do?"

"Well, usually we start making out with some music on, and then things get steamy."

"Ahh. Okay."

He sat on the bed next to me, cupped my jaw with his right hand and my waist with his left. I pushed his head toward mine and our lips met. At first he didn't know what to do but I showed him and slowly got my tongue into his mouth. He slowly pushed me down onto the bed and softly took off my dress. Once he took it off, he slid off my underwear and he put his fingers in my lady hole. I felt him gingerly feel my hole inside. I was greatly moaning since it felt so good.

"Is this good?"

"Ford, I am having the time of my life!"

Right when I said that the door opened and it was Stan.

"Stan!"

"You whore!"

"Wait!"

I left Ford and ran out naked and all.

"How dare you, Carla! I left for just a week and you already fucked my twin brother? What the fuck!"

"It's a party! We're drunk! This doesn't count!"

"Liar!"

"No! Ask Ford! Today was the first day I left my house!"

He left the house and I noticed I was naked so I couldn't leave. I walked back upstairs knowing that Ford would be mad. When I opened the door he looked disappointed and he was fully dressed.

"You were just using me."

"Yes. I'm so sorry! I-I didn't even mean to- I was just- I don't know. I'm so sorry."

"Carla, let's just forget what happened tonight, I just wanna be friends."

"I'm so sorry." I was left on the bed, naked, alone, and crying.