Ben 10 Porn Story: Wonders Another BenXGwen novel Chapter 3
A/N: Thanks you guys for all the great reviews! Heres something much steamier, but not enough to break the T boundary, although this chapter may bend the barrier so badly, it might as well be an M-rated chappie (Insert evil laughter here)
Oh, and forgive me for making such a major, but theyre 15 in this fic, not 13. Its for morematurereasonshehe.
Chapter 3: Fate
Gwen was so glad that she always had the top bunk and that both she and Ben were in charge of washing their own sheets.
If it were otherwise, Gwen would totally die of embarrassment. But could she help it? She lusted for Ben so much, so much till she couldnt help herself at night.
She was a growing girl, that was for sure, and it was the new things that coursed through her body that made her so wild.
That incident last week with Ben in the museum was the most arousing thing she had ever experienced. Oh Godhow she wanted to experience that again
No! No! Get a grip, Gwendolyn! Youre much more mature than that!
Oh sure, mature. Youre even doing things that mature women do, eh?
Oh shut up! Gwen told that little voice in her head.
The orange-haired girl turned to her side as she grunted, pulling her bed covers further above herself.
She wanted Ben to touch her again, to feel his warmth, to feel his touch
Gwen discreetly slid her hand once between her legs, and twitched. She hardly did stuff like this, but she had no other way to relieve all that tension within her. All that sexual tension.
Gwen shamefully touched herself again and whimpered. She hardly masturbated, ever. But right now she couldnt think of anything else other than Ben. And she couldnt sleep. Bad combination.
Gwen gingerly moved her left hand to her chest as her right continued to stroke a spot so forbidden to her. She stifled her whimpers, afraid that Ben could hear her. Grandpa slept on the sofa near the front, so he wasnt a threat.
Knowing she was relatively safe, Gwen then brushed her hand once more against herself, and it made her twitch and squirm.
She forced another of her hand against her mouth to muffle the moan she involuntarily let out. She was getting wetter with each touch, and Gwen noted that her panties were getting soaked too.
Remembering something her friends once discussed about, Gwen pushed the thin fabric away and inserted a finger daringly within. She almost gasped out loud, but kept it muffled as she truly enjoyed the foreign, new feeling within her.
She felt extremely guilty, yet so fulfilled. Nowif only Ben was the one touching me like this
With that in mind, Gwen then moved her fingers in and out slowly, her breathing intensifying with each stroke.
It wasnt soon before she felt something strange within her, like something was waiting to release itself from within her.
Oh Ben…Benharderharder! Gwen cried within herself as she reached her climax for the very first time.
She never felt so fulfilled or satisfied before as in that very second, basking in the afterglow of her own actions. She slowly removed her fingers from herself and examined the sticky, almost clear liquid on it.
So this is what it looks like, huh? Its totally different from what a guys one isGwen thought as her eyelids began to feel heavy.
Her actions must have made her exhausted internally, then. Gwen almost let out a weak chuckle as she thought that this could be an easy cure for insomnia.
As sleep began to envelope her, she brought her fingers to her mouth as a wry smile crept up her soft pink lips. Knowing very well what she was doing, Gwen then licked her fingers, tasting her own self.
MmmI wonder if Ben would like how I tasteShe said with such an evil smirk, and closed her eyes to let sleep take over.
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Ben couldnt tolerate the annoyance any longer. The bright morning sun pierced his closed eyes for far too long, and he couldnt stand it any longer.
Throwing his bed sheets grumpily, the 15 year-old brunette got up and walked to the bathroom, scratching his head.
The clock on the wall said that it was 11am, and the RV was gently rattling. Oh Ben, good, youre finally awake. Gwen saved a little breakfast for you, so hurry up and get clean, Grandpa Max said, from the drivers seat.
Ok, Ben groggily replied, disappearing into the bathroom. Coming out several minutes later, he opened his bunk to take out a pair of clothes to change into. He found amongst them his old white t-shirt with a black stripe running down its center. Ben smiled as he put it on. Man, this sure brings back memories
Then Bens stomach grumbled audibly. Oh yeah, I havent eaten yetBen thought as he made his way to the table. He found a covered plate and immediately assumed it was his breakfast.
Opening it, he was surprised to find an omelet. Did you cook this, Grandpa? Ben asked.
Nope. Gwen did. And she did one heck of a good job with those eggs, Grandpa Max chuckled as he continued to drive down the highway.
Ben gingerly took a fork from the plate and picked off a piece, skewing it. As far as Ben could tell, Gwen used mushrooms, red and green peppers, and a little parsley. Since a few weeks back Ben became a little interested in cooking, so he knew his way around a frying pan.
He then put that piece in his mouth and chewed thoughtfully. Hey, this is really good!
Hey Gwen, I really like this! Ben said, looking up but was replied with absolutely nothing. She wasnt sitting in front of him like she usually would, either buried in her spell book or her laptop.
Gwen? he asked again softly. He turned around, but couldnt find her at all. He finished off the rest of the omelet within a few minutes and placed the plate in the sink, walking over to the bunk beds.
Gwen? You there? It was a silly question to ask, really. The Rustbucket in itself wasnt a relatively large vehicle, so there werent a lot of places to hide in. Unless
Gwen? he said, pulling himself up to Gwens bunk. She was leaning her back against a bunch of pillows, reading a novel. Ben noted that she was listening to her iPod, so she couldnt have heard him.
He waved a hand near her direct field of vision, and she took notice of it. Hmm? she hummed, taking off her headphones. Yes Ben? she asked with such a warm and inquisiting face. Bens heart almost melted there and then. The Gwen he knew 5 years ago would merely ask What? or What now, dweeb? in her typical annoyed fashion.
It made him smile as he realized that Gwen had grown so much from before. They hardly bickered anymore, and he was grateful for that. He couldnt bear to get into an argument with her.
Ben? Whats up? she asked again, running a hand in front of his face. It snapped him back to reality.
Oh. Uh, I wanted say something bout that omelet you made, Ben replied. Gwens face reddened for a second as she unintentionally pursed her lips.
Yes? she asked softly. Ben knew she expected a compliment about her cooking. After all, she was what got him interested in cooking too, in the first place.
It was delicious, Gwen. I mean it, Ben said with a soft undertone. She then smiled warmly at him and then leaned forward. Ben wasnt very sure what she was going to do until it was too late.
Gwen gave him a kiss on the cheek, one that seemed to last forever in its timeframe of a mere second. Thanks Ben, she said with that warm smile again, her emerald eyes shimmering.
Ben mouth fell a few good telltale centimeters as his face turned scarlet. He grazed a finger to the spot that Gwens lips made contact. It felt warm.
Gwen was almost as red as Ben, if not redder as she giggled girlishly, running a hand through Bens hair. You are so funny sometimes, yknow that? she asked softly, Ben merely freezing on the spot. Gwens gentle hand felt like an angels grace. Oh how he wished she would never let go.
They remained that way for a few seconds, which was until a sudden sharp lurch made both Ben and Gwen fall off the bed. Knowing Gwen would fall on her back, Ben positioned himself in that fraction of a second to balance himself in midair and catch her.
When his feet slammed onto the floor, Ben held his arms wide open to catch a screaming Gwen. She landed with a soft thud onto Ben, who bore the initial pain of the contact.
Kids, are you okay?! Grandpa Max yelled from the front. Were fine, Grandpa! Ben yelled back. What happened?
Some jerk in a motorcycle swerved in right in front of me! I had to brake or else Id hit him! Grandpa Max growled.
Damn him, then, Ben replied confidently. It was when he looked straight ahead did he blush scarlet once more.
When he caught Gwen, he didnt realize he caught her bride-style, and she had her arms wrapped securely around his neck for support.
Both cousins were silent for a few moments. Neither wanted to let go, as this was the closest they ever were physically. Then Gwen finally broke the silence. Ben she whispered, layers of longing evident within her tone.
Her voice was as melodious as a choir to Ben. Comfortable? Ben asked wittingly. Gwen only chuckled as she pulled him closer. I am now.
With that, she moved her head closer to his, closing the gap between them rather dangerously. Gwen, I- Ben never got to finish that sentence as her lips met his for the first time.
His green eyes remained wide in shock for the first few seconds, but when he grasped the wonderful reality of Gwen actually kissing him, the boy fully replied the kiss with his own, furiously taking Gwen.
The girl only squealed in shock as Ben deepened the kiss intensely, feeling something soft intruding into her mouth. It took her a second to realize in utter horror that it was his tongue.
French? He wants it French?? Gwen thought. But the prospect of it only turned her on further. She accepted Ben tongue as she fought against it with her own. You arent gonna win this one, baby.
Both nervously, but passionately explored each others mouths, Gwen able to taste the subtle hint of her omelet in Ben. She giggled as she remembered Ben complementing her about her cooking less than a few minutes ago.
When they broke the kiss, their warm breaths tickled each others noses as both cousins were practically drunk with utter lust for each other. 15 or not, both Ben and Gwen loved this.
Kids? Dyou have any bruises or anything?
Gwen practically jumped off Ben at Grandpa Maxs question, Ben steadying her up. W-Were fine, Grandpa! Gwen hollered, straightening out her clothes.
She then gestured Ben to follow her to the table. She sat at one end as she pointed at the other. Ben, who expected to be invited to sit next to her, was quite taken aback, but sat obediently.
Listen, Ben Gwen muttered as she was looking at him seriously. Bens heart fell. It was never a good sign.
I think we have to stop this. Leading you on with that kiss wasnt the right thing, she said. Bens heart fell even deeper. He was sure he could feel it clanging onto his foot.
But Gwen he protested weakly.
No buts, Ben. W-Were cousins. This isnt right she said, looking away wistfully.
Now I know you dont mean that, Gwen. Your lips told me otherwise, Ben smirked, gaining that ever-so-slight bit of momentum.
Benjamin Carlyle Tennyson Gwen hissed, leering at him with her brilliant green eyes. They were so dangerous, yet so captivating.
But Ben raised his arms mid-length in mock defeat. If Gwen was calling him by his full name, it must be serious.
Butthat kiss meant that you like me, dont you? he asked, realization dawning upon him. Gwen turned scarlet as she looked at Ben with a speechless expression. I knew it, he continued.
N-No I dont! she lied, keeping her voice low enough for Grandpa Max not to overhear them. Ben could tell she was faking it.
Oh? Youre not the worlds best liar, Gwen, Ben said, Gwen looking at him reproachfully again.
Stop it, Ben! she hissed.
Its not fair to leave it like this, Gwen! We both found out that we like each other very much, and you want us to drop it?
No. I want you to drop it while I try to forget the kiss ever happened, Gwen bit back.
How can I forget my first kiss, Gwen? Especially if its with the only girl I want to spend the rest of my life with? Ben asked.
This time Gwen didnt have an answer or a retort on standby. Bens statement blew them all away.
She only looked out the window again, trying to find something else to shoot back with, or Ben would gain the leverage to win her over. And right now, she would have happily let him win, if not for that little part of her mind fighting back.
It was my first too
Ben turned back and confronted her. Excuse me?
She didnt reply.
I was your first kiss?
If you knew what I said earlier, why bother to ask me again? Gwen asked coldly.
Because I needed to know if I didnt dream it up. This entire morning is like a dream come true for me, Gwen. Really, it was. But its ironic. Its starting to falter like a real dream Ben said, looking out the window too as his expression turned gloomy.
Gwen stole a glance at Ben and felt the pain within her multiply. Oh GodBens opening his heart out to me and here I am being so mean to himshe said, a tear almost welling up in her eyes.
She moved her hand forward to touch Bens. She smiled ruefully at him and mouthed a silent Sorry.
Ben couldnt resist that face of hers and merely shrugged. God knows that boy could never stay angry at her for long.
Listen BenI really am sorry, but as much as I want it too, we cant go on like this she muttered.
Now heres something I dont get, Gwen. You want it, I want it, then why cant we both just say yes? Ben asked.
Because were cousins, thats why, Gwen replied. She felt so ridiculous for being such a stupid hypocrite about this. Gosh, I hope Ben doesnt see right through me
Gwen, I mean no offense, but youre being a stupid hypocrite about this, Ben retorted. Oh greathe knows.
No Im not! Gwen rebounded back with a slightly childish tone, Ben chuckling as he got up to corner her in her seat.
Yes you are, Ben almost whispered as Gwen moved backwards. It did little good as her back thudded against the wall. Ben had her pinned down good.
NoNo Im not Gwen almost whispered out in return, her breathing getting heavier as her heart thumped painfully against her chest.
Yes you are, Ben said raspy-ly, bridging the gap between their faces once more. Gwen could do little to resist. He was practically towering over her, and she loved it.
N-No I-Im she struggled as Bens breath tickled her nose for the 2nd time today. Oh shut up, Gwen, Ben said slyly as his lips barely brushed against hers.
All protests against the kiss, all reason and logic, all of them melted away with the sweet bliss of Bens lips against her own.
She wrapper her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss but allowing it to remain soft, sweet and void of any lustful attention.
She couldnt care less about the risks. Gwen was in love with her own cousin, and she was well enough with it. If only this could last forever.
Alright kids, were here!
Both cousins immediately broke the kiss apart, a wet smack! sound following suit. Gwen clasped a hand over her mouth as she instinctively pushed Ben away from her.
Kids? Grandpa Max asked, taking off his seatbelt after stopping the RV, turning behind to see Ben fall off the sofa and onto the floor.
Ive heard of those falling in front when a car stops, but sideways? Grandpa Max asked, getting up as Ben rubbed the back of his head.
The wizened man walked over to help Ben up. He turned to see Gwen reading her spell book.
Well? How did it happen? he asked Gwen.
D-Dunno, Grandpa. He mustve been leaning too hard on the side or something she muttered.
Yeah, I was, Grandpa Ben said, still rubbing his head.
Grandpa Max sighed as he patted Ben once on the head. Anyway, as I was saying earlier, were here, kids, he said, opening the clothes drawer to take out a bag.
Wheres here, exactly? Gwen asked.
Well, I thought you both could use a nice, soft real bed for a change. Ive got an old friend whos the manager of the Hilton here, and hes booked a couple of room for us, free of charge, Grandpa Max said.
No way! both cousins exclaimed, exchanging looks of utter glee. They immediately rushed to their bunks to pack in their things.
Go pack your swimming things in too. I heard they have an Olympic-sized swimming pool here, Grandpa Max said with a grin, knowing both cousins loved to swim.
Awesome! they both chorused again, Ben tossing in his black swimming shorts. The brunette then noticed Gwen discreetly sneaking in a light green fabric, and kept a goofy grin in.
Were only staying here for a day, kids. Too bad it couldnt be longer, eh? Grandpa Max noted as he zipped up his luggage bag. It was honestly the smallest bag he had.
Whys he being so generous, Grandpa? Ben said as he zipped his backpack up and slung it over his shoulders.
Oh. We were chatting on the phone a few days ago and I told him we were nearby. He wants to settle an old game of golf we had way back before you kids were even born, Grandpa Max chuckled.
You can golf, Grandpa? Gwen asked, walking over to the table to pack her laptop in.
Ill have you know Im not too shabby in my game, Grandpa Max said playfully with his hand on his hips, both Ben and Gwen laughing heartily.
All 3 of them then exited the RV and were greeted with a towering building with the trademark giant H on the top.
Whoah both cousins said. Ben spotted a large, lush amount of forest next to it. Is that the golf course?
Yup. Its the 3rd largest one in America, Grandpa Max said, leading them to the front entrance.
When they entered in, Gwen couldnt help but gawk at the majesty of it. The main hall itself was as large as the main hall in the Plumbers Weapons Storage in Mount Rushmore, and that was saying something.
Double whoah Ben muttered.
Max! Maxwell Tennyson! Is that you? they heard a bubbly voice come from near them. They saw an elderly man that Gwen gathered was the same age as Grandpa Max walking towards them, arms wide open.
George! Its been to long! Grandpa Max said as he moved over to give the man a huge hug. It sure has been, Max. How long has it been? 10 years? the man asked, patting Grandpa Max on the shoulders after they let go.
10 and a half actually. Oh, kids, this is George Wilfred. George, you remember Ben and Gwen?
The man called George beamed at both of them as they greeted him. He took both their hands and shook them happily. I remember you 2! The last time I saw them, they were just little kids! he said, chuckling.
He was overall a pleasant man, as far as both Ben and Gwen could tell.
Now here are the room keys, George said as he handed something to Grandpa Max. And you kids might wanna check the pool later, right? Its right there, on the west wing, George said, pointing to one particular direction.
Ben could see a couple of girls walking towards there, clad in nothing but their bikinis.
If that isnt an indication of where the pool was, I dunno what is
And Ill see you later on the course, Max. Well start from Hole 1, George said with a grin before waving them goodbye.
Okay, so lets check into the rooms first, shall we? Grandpa Max asked, budging the 2 cousins along.
They took an elevator up to the 23rd floor, the 3rd highest floor in the entire building. Whoah, he gave us a suite? Ben asked as they got out, checking the halls. They were almost eerily quiet, save for the sounds of some rather loud television sets.
Okay, werethis way, Grandpa Max said, looking at the floor plan. He led them on until he abruptly stopped.
Okay, here it is. Room 2307 and 2314, he said, handing Ben one key while he moved on to the room opposite. Both cousins observed that there were on 2 rooms, facing each other.
Uhh, Grandpa? Where do I sleep? Ben asked, handing the key to Gwen.
What dyou mean? You both are sharing a room, the man replied nonchalantly.
What?! both Tennyson cousins asked in unison, almost startling their grandfather.
Now, now. My friend George could only find 2 suites on the 23rd floor for us. We should be thankful enough that he gave us these rooms for free, Grandpa Max remarked.
Okay, I wont argue there, Ben suddenly said, opening the door with the cardkey and gesturing Gwen in too.
Ill be changing and then heading for the golf course. Are you 2 heading for the pool? Grandpa Max asked, opening his door.
Yeah, we are. Seeya later, Grandpa, Gwen said, closing the door.
Gwen! Cmere! This place is awesome! Ben yelled from inside. She went in stumble across a living room that was about the same size as her houses.
Wowthis suite must cost at least a thousand per night Gwen remarked, checking out the bedroom. It was twice the size of her own.
She stood there for a second. Was Grandpa really that trusting to let them sleep in the same room? Wasnt he afraid that something might happen between 2 hormonal 15 year-olds, regardless of the fact that they were both cousins?
Now… Ben suddenly muttered from behind her. Where were we?
With that, he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, wrapping his arms around her.
Kyaa! Gwen squealed. He was grinning, his light green eyes entrancing her.
Ben, stop she warned. She tried pushing him away, but it didnt work.
Now dont tell me you again think that as cousins this is wrong? Ben asked, rolling his eyes.
Gwen wanted to exactly say that, but both she and Ben knew that it was pointless to bring that matter up anymore.
I just dont want our parents to find out about thiswhat about Grandpa? What if he knew? Gwen argued.
Well, they all did want us to grow closer instead of fighting all the time, dont they? Ben asked cheekily, Gwen slapping his broad chest. Oh how solid it felt.
Only then did she observe that Bens old shirt was rather tight-fitting on him, and it wonderfully showed off his subtle, yet evident muscles.
Well? Any more objections? Ben asked, closing the gap between them once more.
Gwen silently shook her head, not willing to argue any further.
But she pushed him away nevertheless, surprising the boy. What? he asked.
Theres a bed merely 5 feet from us, Ben. I dont need to tell you what might happen next, she said coldly with a very red face.
Ben had to suppress a chuckle as he walked over to his luggage. Yknow what, Gwen? I wasnt even thinking about it. Only you were, he said devilishly as he unpacked his swimming shorts.
D-Dweeb! Gwen stuttered, throwing a pillow from the nearby couch at Ben, who easily caught it.
But Im your dweeb, arent I? Ben asked with an arched eyebrow. The auburn-haired girl only turned redder (if that were possible) and huffed away, unpacking her things.
So where does this leave us, Gwen? Ben asked. The girl only turned around, quite curios at what Ben could mean.
What?
Where does this leave us, Gwen? Are we still just cousins, or are we more than that?
Gwen looked away, deep in thought. Ben proved a point. She wasnt going to resist him any longer, but did it mean that they were now lovers? It was almost as tough as opposing the thought itself.
Well Gwen muttered, unsure of what to say next.
Hmm? Ben asked, edging closer to her from behind. Gwen then got up and sat firmly on the bed, staring Ben straight in the eyes.
Ive decided. Were neither here nor there. Is that ok?
Huh? Ben asked in return, quite blur.
Were more than just cousins, but were not lovers, got it? she asked.
Ben took less than a second to register the initial part, but got stuck at the end. Wait, what do you-
Listen, Ben, I need some time to think about it. I dont want to rush things in too much, yknow? And we still have our parents and Grandpa to think about, Gwen explained.
Havent I cleared out that part earlier? Ben asked with a toothy grin, Gwen throwing another pillow at him.
He caught it and lunged it back onto the bed, not intending to hit Gwen.
So, what? Im not allowed to kiss you anymore? he asked as he edged his way to mere centimeters from her face in split seconds.
Ben then held her chin up and kissed her once more, this time with such a tender ferocity that was a paradox in itself.
Gwen moaned at the sudden kiss, not the least prepared for it. It took her fully by surprise, so she didnt have the time to brace for it.
Ben broke the kiss all too soon, but smiled as he placed a finger on her lips, feeling the soft, marshmallow-like texture.
Ben she moaned, that longing growing within her again. But she soon snapped out of it ruefully- and moved his finger away. But seeing that hurt expression on his face, Gwen placed a warm hand on his face, softly caressing it.
Gwen, I he began, but felt the words escape his mouth as Gwen smiled warmly at him.
I may grant you a kiss or 2 for now, but no way are you gonna reach 2nd base with me, Ben Tennyson, she said as that smile turned into a smirk that only Gwen could pull off.
Fine, Ben said.
No, he wasnt fine with it, not in the least. But right now, this was all he could get for now, and it would be wise for him to take it rather than leave it.
Now cmon, the suns bright, the weathers perfect, and an Olympic-sized swimming pool sounds like the perfect thing, Gwen said, grabbing the light green fabric and rushing into the bathroom.
Ben had that same silly grin as earlier when he saw the fabric. Seeing Gwen in a swimsuit was by far something he would surely look forward to.
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A/N: There. Another chapter done. I really hope I didnt ruin the perspective by changing their ages so suddenly, but it had to be done.
Anyway, has this ever been done? Usually they would be together by now, but I purposely left them hanging between being just cousins and the next step. Tell me what you guys think about it, okay?
Cheers.