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No more nice girl	By : englishwitch2003 Category: +G through L > King of the Hill Views: 21049 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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King of the hill- no more nice girl.
Engliswitch.
Beta read by: Corsair420
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"Kahn Jr. Why do I not hear violin practice? Kahn Jr?" Kahn walked into his daughters bedroom to find her window open and the room empty. He growled and ran for the front door, but his wife grabbed his arm. "Where do you think you are going?" She demanded. "She is with Bobby Hill. I go over and bring her back." She shook her head. "Let her have her fun. She is only child, we can send her out of state college and then she be away from Bobby Hill forever." Kahn thought about this for a moment that was a good idea. He decided to let the subject drop, yes, in college she could meet a nice boy. Let her have her funny dreams now."
Hank and Peggy were not home, which meant Bobby had been left all alone. He had taken instant advantage of the situation and called Kahnie over.
She tapped on the glass of the back door and Bobbie rapidly opened it up so she could slip inside before anyone saw her. She smiled and hugged Bobby and landed a small peck on his cheek. "You want a drink?" He asked her. Kahnie nodded her head. "Sure." Bobby pointed to a chair and she sat down while he walked over to the fridge. He grabbed two cans of soda and tossed one over to Kahnie. She poped open the can and took a long swig. "This soda taste's funny, not bad, just different." Bobbie nodded as he took a drink from his own can. "It's my dads. Since mom banned him from drinking beer 'for the sake of his heart'." He said doing a perfect imitation of his mother. "He's been buying this stuff in crates. He won't notice two or three cans missing." Bobbie sat at the table and took another drink. The liquid tasted funny, not bad just different. "Shame we can't do this more often." Said Kahnie after a couple of minute's silence. Bobby nodded in agreement. "I guess. I don't see what your dad has against me. I'm a nice guy aren't I?" He asked her. Kahnie eagerly nodded. "I wouldn't be here if you weren't." She said smiling, taking a long swig from her drink. Her head was beginning to feel light, maybe a sugar rush was coming on. "Where did your dad get these things?" she asked looking at the can, it was written in a foreign language. "Some Indian store. He say's it's a soda from India, its not bad." Commented Bobby taking another drink, he could feel that his can was nearly empty. His own head was becoming light and just a little foggy. He stared at Kahnie with a smile spreading on his face. "You want something to eat? I got some chips or candy." Kahnie smiled and shook her head widely, a daft smile on her face. "No, I'm fine. I'm not hungry." She drained the last of her drink, tossed the can aside and reached over and held Bobby's hand. He stared at her hand in his own, hardly believing that she had performed such an action. "I've always liked you Bobby. Since I first saw you. You had a charm that I just wanted." Bobby stared blankly, unable to get his head around what she was saying. "Huh?" He blurted out of his mouth.
Kahnie rose from her seat and walked off, still holding Bobby's hand she dragged him to his feet and led him through his own house. She took him by an all too familiar route that he recognised instantly, it was heading for his bedroom. She sat him down onto the bed and stood in front of him. "What are you doing Kahnie?" He asked in wonder. She simply smiled and gripped the bottom of her T-shirt. "What feels right." She said.
She slowly drew the T-shirt over her head and dropped the article to the floor. Bobby stared open mouthed at her bare chest. Kahnie wasn't wearing a bra, but was obviously in need of one soon.
Kahnie wasn't finished there, she gripped her button on her pants and popped them open. She slid the jeans slowly past her curvaceous hips and slowly to the floor.
Bobby wiped a tiny bit of drool away as she stepped out of her pants and stood in front of him in nothing but a pair of small blue panties. His cock had begun to rise she had started to pull away her T-shirt. Now it was fully hard and throbbing for attention.
She leaned forward and took his hands, guiding them to the waistband of her remaining article of clothing. His fingers could feel a little damp patch spreading across the material. She really was in the mood for this.
He slowly pulled her panties down, past her knees and to her ankles, then raised himself to face her hairless, obviously shaved, pussy. It was glistening with sweet juices, and he noticed a few drops running down her leg.
Bobby needed to be closer, he needed to feel and taste her skin. He reached up and took her hands, lowering her slowly onto the bed beside him. He reached a shaking hand up and griped her breast. She gasped as her nipples hardened between his fingers. Bobby slowly massaged her small mound with the gentleness a gardener shows his prize rose.
Kahnie absently reached for his T-shirt and tugged at it. Bobby took the hint and broke his treatment and lifted his arms up. Kahnie pulled the shirt upward and pulled it over his head. She tossed it across the room and rubbed his hands over his chest. He was short and flabby, not incredibly bright, but she loved him, from his below average intellect to his flabby belly, she loved him.
She reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. A bulge in his boxers swelled through the gap. Tenting the material, straining the stitching of the boxers. He was bigger than she imagined. She reached under the waistband and rubbed his pole of throbbing flesh.
Bobby gasped and nearly fell back, he became instantly motivated. He pushed himself onto her, slowly laying her back onto the bed beside him. He kissed her gently on the lips, then lower on the neck, sensing no hesitation he continued, lower and lower. He felt her body give against his, he knew he was squashing her and yet she just pulled him closer.
His hands were everywhere; in her hair, sliding along her sides feeling her hips and waist and breasts.
He kissed lower and lower, reaching her breasts. He took her hard nipple into his mouth and she gasped at the wave of pleasure that splashed across her body. Her quiet groans encouraged him and he sucked harder, gently rubbing his teeth across her nipple. She seemed to enjoy it and he would have loved to continue, but he had more in mind.
He broke the suckling and began to continue his kissing. Her stomach, she giggled, but let him continue. She even pushed her hands onto the top of his head and gently pushed, making him move down quicker. He kissed lower, at her hips, down to her inner thighs.
He smelled her sweet pussy juices. He slowly licked her lips, passing over her clit as he went. Kahnie squealed with delight and wrapped her legs around his head, pushing his face right into her folds. He lapped at her sweet juices greedily, sticking his tongue in as far as he could and licking and sucking at her virginal folds.
Kahnie moaned and writhed in delight, she could feel a pressure building up in her body. She gasped rapidly, unable to catch her breath. She couldn't take it much more. She released him and pushed Bobby's tongue away from her. Much to her personal disappointment.
Bobby's cock was ready to tear his boxers in half and she was ready to release his pole from its fabric prison. She reached down and grabbed the waistband of his boxers. She had to stretch the elastic to its limit to get the underwear past his dick. "Oh my god." She gasped as the pole was released. Rock hard seven inches stood proud and firm. She stared at him with a mixture of lust surprise and fear. He was so huge, how could she fit that monster inside of her.
Bobby stared at her hesitantly. He could see she was nervous, but also aroused. His dick was throbbing painfully for attention, but he didn't want to make her do anything if she didn't want to. "Kahnie, if your not alright with this... " He trailed off when she reached down and grabbed his massive dong and started to rub the long length. Bobby gasped and almost collapsed on top of her. She gently rubbed her fingers over the circumcised head making him quiver and groan in delight. "Please Bobby. I want it so much." She gripped him tightly and guided the tip of his cock to her slit. She looked up at him with longing eyes, he knew she wanted this.
He slid himself inside her slowly, so the both of them could savour every second of his entry. She was so wet, but so tight he struggled to get inside.
Feeling her tense under him he stopped himself letting her adjust, she was tighter than he had expected and prayed that he could hold out. Lowering his body he held her against him as he continued to push deep into her.
Slowly the two moved in rhythm bringing their lips together then breaking apart to kiss and taste other areas of flesh until things began to speed up and both were moaning one another's names. "Faster Bobby...more...yes...god yes!"
Bobby picked up his pace, humping her quickly, sliding in and out of her tight twat. Kahnie ground his hips in time. Moaning his name loudly. "Bobby...Yes...please."
She dragged her nails down his back and groaned loudly. She felt a pressure growing deep inside her. Her head spun and her pussy was tightening. "Bobby... I'm so close...make me *groan* cum please."
Bobby was close, his pace was the frantic rush of the first timer. But he made up for lack of technique with sheer enthusiasm and it was working for both of them. There was a pressure growing in his belly and his balls were tightening. "BBOOOBBBYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed Kahnie as she reached her first orgasm. Her pussy lips tightened, with this added to her already tight cunt, her pussy became like a bear trap and Bobby groaned loudly in a confusing ballet of pleasure and pain as his balls exploded. Coating Kahnie's insides with hot thick cum.
The two lovers fell apart and lay panting side by side. Bobby wrapped a arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. She lay her head on his chest as she smiled and tried to catch her breath. "That was, amazing."
Bobby smiled down at her, kissed the top of her head. He pulled a little hair from her sweaty forehead. He looked into her beautiful brown eyes and kissed her forehead again. "That as unbelievable Kahnie. Thank you."
Moments later, wrapped in each others arms, they drifted off to sleep.
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Hank and Peggy came into the home, carrying grocery bags in their hands. "Here you go honey." He said putting the bags onto the table. He glanced at his watch. "I think I'll just go to the ally and say hi to the guys." As he approached the door, Peggy grabbed his shirt collar and yanked him back. "Oh no you don't Hank, if you go out there, you'll just end up drinking beer."
Hank sighed and grabbed a couple of cans of soda from the fridge. "I'll only drink this alright?" he said, just managed to suppress a smile. Peggy gave him a peck on the cheek. "Good for you Hank. You go out there and set the example."
Hank went to the ally and stood next to Dale. "Yup." He said. "Yup." Agreed everyone. "Your wife still think that's Indian soda Hank?" Asked Dale. Hank smiled and popped open his can. "Yep. She can read Spanish, but Indian is a comlete mystery to her. Indian beer, it doesn't taste the same, but it's got a lot more alcohol in it." "And at the end of the day the alcohol is all that matters." "You redneck." Yelled an annoying voice. Hank sighed and turned to Kahn, his neighbour. "Yes, Kahn?" He asked as friendly as he could manage. The small oriental man stood right in front of Hank, an angry look on his face and an angry finger pointed at Hanks face. "Your boy done something to my Kahn jr. She sneak out and I not seen her for long time. You boy done something to her. I know it." Hank sighed and shook his head. "Well Kahn if I see Bobby holding her hostage, I'll send her straight home."
Fuming, Kahn stormed off back towards his home. Dale chuckled lightly. "Not that I want to criticise his powers of observation, but I would have thought he might have noticed his daughter climbing out of your sons window Hank."
The whole gang turned around and stared at a half dressed Kahnie jumping out of Bobby's bedroom window. She had on her pants, but no socks or shoes. Her top was only half on, the entire left side was sitting on her shoulder. She landed on the grass and slipped the rest of her T-shirt on. She leapt over the low fence between their homes and into her bedroom. "Welldangit. LookslikeyourBobbyogot himselfsomeohdat littlelady's poontang." Said Boomhower in a long string of words that the others only just managed to make out.
Hank smiled proudly. "Yup. That's my boy. There's hope for him yet."
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