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Perfect life.

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Monday. December 17th.
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Bonnie and the rest of the girls were having a field time at the mall. Despite the Christmas crowd, they still managed to punch through to the stores they wanted to visit.
They didn’t need to break up, because they had already purchased presents for each other and were now concerned with gift shopping for their parents. Not Su of cause. Due to the long distance, not to mention the more and more chilly relationship with her parents, Su only sent her mother a little something she found about a month ago.
She filled in to a clothe store behind her girlfriends. To anyone who was looking, the four girls would look like a small army intent on taking it over. They sure didn’t lack enthusiasm as they started sizing up the shelves.
It didn’t take them long to find enough clothe to warrant a siege on the changing cubicles. Bonnie grinned. She couldn’t believe that the documentary she saw the night before about the fall of Troy, would make her think like that.
She suddenly had other things to think about then a long fought battle. Su had just walked out of the cubicle and she looked gorgeous. The tan coat with white fur trimming and the brown pants were long overdue. The Chinese had lately been stocking up on warm winter clothes and her girlfriends made sure it would be both usable and fitting.

“So how do I look?”

Su looked questioningly at the three and Kim was the first to step forward and speak.

“You look like the cutest little thing in that coat.”

Su blushed as Kim hugged her and kissed her cheek. Bonnie winced lightly. The redhead was becoming careless. She wasn’t exactly floundering it openly but she tended to take her loving gestures a little too far at times. The brunet was beginning to suspect that Kim had gotten use to her sexual preferences and was about ready to come out of the closet. Unfortunately Bonnie wasn’t ready and she doubted Su was either. The girl was already estranged at school because she wasn’t an American citizen as well as because she was a genius. Being a known lesbian, would make her even more different. As for Monique? Bonnie wasn’t exactly certain where she stood, but the girl had done nothing to publicly show that she liked girls.
The problem was that if Kim came out of the closet, people would start wondering and she would pull the rest of them with her and that would be bad. She decided to have a chat with the redhead at the first possible opportunity.
Luckily she knew how to create that.

“Kimmie. I need to step of on nature’s behalf. You want to come?”

The redheaded girl nodded.

“Sure. Mon, you mind looking after Su?”

The Chinese rolled her eyes but Monique just nodded.

“Yeah sure. If we aren’t here when you are done, we’ll be at the food court.”

Bonnie smiled as a response, before grabbing Kim and dragging her out of the store. On their way Bonnie suddenly felt the redheads hand on her shoulder. She threw it off in annoyance.
Reaching the toilet, Bonnie opened the door and the two girls rushed in.

“What’s eating you?”

Kim’s puzzled look followed Bonnie, as she began pushing open booths in order to see if anybody was occupying them.
When she was satisfied that they were alone she turned around.

“Kim. I’m going to have to ask you to slow down with your public displays of affection.”

The redhead groaned annoyed.

“What is this? High school?”

Bonnie sighed and shook her head furiously.

“No! It is an alternative relationship that most of us want to keep secret at the time being. And you are endangering us all. It’s not fair Kimmie. It’s not fair at all.”

Kim looked stunned.

“I hadn’t thought of it like that. I’m sorry.”

Bonnie nodded.

“Just be glad it was me who picked up on it and not Ron. Otherwise you would be in a world of hurt by now.”

That caused Kim to wince. The brunet figured that her girlfriend was already feeling Ron’s peacock feather running across her back and thigh. Not a future Bonnie envied her. She smiled reassuringly.

“Don’t worry Kimmie. I won’t tell. For a price.”

Her grin became a lot crueler as her lover’s eyes widened. Bonnie continued.

“You will give me a first class tongue lashing and I’m not talking about the verbal kind. We agree?”

Kim nodded, looking slightly submissive and Bonnie stood forward and kissed her. The kiss only lasted a moment, before the door to the restroom began to open. The two jumped apart.
A fourteen year old girl walked in and casually looked at them, most likely not expecting a thing. Bonnie nodded to her, more out of habit then anything else.
The two lovers exited the ladies room and Kim glared at her girlfriend.

“And you were riding my ass about public displays of affections?”

The brunet shrugged and sent the redhead a grin.

“Oh I bet you would just love it if it was Ron who was riding it.”

Kim’s glare intensified. Then she simply sighed.

“Come on Bonnie. Let’s find the others.”

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Su sighed contented after finishing a healthy sip from the soft drink she had bought.

“I needed that. How about you Monique?”

The African-American just grinned.

“Nah. I’m in training. It’ll take more then a short shopping spree for me to get thirsty. But I still appreciate you buying this for me.”

Su looked as Monique took more of a sip. In fact the girl drained more then half the cup’s contains in one draught. Shaking her head slightly, the Chinese doubted that anyone would do that if they weren’t just a little thirsty. Then again, the dark skinned girl was a bit of a conundrum to her.
Sure, Monique knew more about fashion then Kim and Bonnie put together, not that that was a surprise. Although the girl could be a bit tomboyish at time, she was still quite feminine and she was easy to talk to because she was non-judgmental. But at the same time she liked to snack a lot, not to mention that she seemed quite into sports. Monique knew more about sport then anyone else in the house and she and Ron could discuss wrestling for hours, making the rest of the girls feel slightly left out. Kim seemed more or less use to this, but Su could see that it riled Bonnie quite a bit.
Setting her drink down, Monique looked at her.

“So Su. How does it feel to be wearing pants again?”

Su sighed. It wasn’t until today that Kim had allowed her to wear anything but skirts. So she had made sure to stay indoors as much as possible, using the treadmill in the basement every day instead of the streets. Truth was she probably would have done that anyway, considering that she wasn’t a fanatic and that it was rather cold outside.
Anyway, wearing pants meant that she wasn’t shivering like a Chihuahua on the North Pole every time she went outside

“It’s good. You have no idea about how it feels to walk around in a skirt doing winter.”

Monique looked at her like the Chinese was crazy.

“I made a bet with Ron a couple of years ago. If I won, he would cook for me on four different occasions. If I lost, I would wear a skirt for a month. I lost.”

Su winced.

“It was in the middle of winter?”

The African-American nodded.

“It was in the middle of January.”

Su reached out and squeezed the other girls hand in sympathies. Monique smiled and Su decided she liked the black girls smile. It made her look both warm and enticing.
She shook the thought away. The middle of the mall wasn’t the place to fall in love. There would be plenty of time for that once they got home.
Looking up she spotted Kim and Bonnie walk into the food court. Smiling she waved at them and the two girls immediately started towards them. Su had decided to buy them something to drink, just as she had done for Monique, so when they sat down she handed them a soda each.
Bonnie smiled.

“Thank you Susie. You are too good for me.”

Su smiled evilly.

“Finally something we agree on.”

The brunet glared, but then began too laugh.

“I didn’t know wearing pants made little girls so bold.

Su blushed but only shrugged as a response. She figured that with her track record concerning small rebellions, it was probably the most prudent course of action.

“Bonnie calm down. She was only agreeing with you.”

Bonnie shrugged and concentrated on her drink. Su sent Monique a grateful smile. Right now she was in a gray zone. Su had never been good at reading people. She wasn’t quite clear on how far she could go. Luckily her current lovers weren’t too easy to hurt and they were usually quite good at letting her know when she had gone too far.
Apparently this wasn’t one of them.
The four girls sat and chatted slightly over their drinks, talking about what they were going to give their families for the holiday. Su actually found it fascinating to hear about some of the differences between Christmas and Hanukah. She knew a bit about Christmas, since a few of her friends in China had celebrated it. To Su it would be rather new to participate.
After a while Kim finished her drink and looked up.

“Well, we better get on with it. Ron is going to be pissed if we don’t make it home for supper.”

They got up and left the food court, only carrying a few packages. Su was a bit curious as to that. Kim and Bonnie would never buy excessively unless Ron was around, at first she had thought it was because they were basically using his money for the purchases, but he seldom knew what a fraction of what they bought was anyway.
To her surprise Monique had the same tendency. She decided to air her question. Monique answered with a grin.

“Girl. We got a man in our life. No reason for us to carry our own bags.”

By the way Bonnie and Kim giggled, Su figured that Monique was telling her the truth. She shook her head.

“So much for women’s liberation.”

Her mumbled conclusion was either not heard or simply ignored. She really didn’t care. Her thoughts were interrupted anyway as Kim stopped dead in her tracks and Su walked into her.
The redhead didn’t seem to realize it as she just stood staring at a window.

“Would you look at that?”

Bonnie, naturally, quickly homed in on what the redhead had seen.

“Why do I have the feeling that Ron’s brain would fry if we were to where to wear something like that?”

Kim grinned.

“I don’t know. But my brain would, if you girls put that on.”

Monique looked past the two of them and shrugged.

“Nice. But it could be better. With a few modifications, it would be great.”

Kim smirked.

“That shouldn’t cause much trouble for someone with your skills and taste.”

The African-American straitened up, smiling proudly.

“You know it girl.”

Su shrugged and just followed the other girls into the store.

“What’s the use anyway?”

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Monique had barely finished her supper before she had grabbed their latest purchases and run to her room. Even though it was her official bedroom, she hadn’t used her bed yet. Especially Ron and Bonnie had put a lot of energy into getting her to spend the nights with them. Monique wasn’t certain, but she suspected that the brunet had build up a fetish for dark skin.
Looking up from her work she smiled. The room had become somewhat of a small studio for her. Sure it was a bit cramped, but she pretty much had everything she needed.
Right now she was working on Kim’s outfit. To Monique’s surprise the outfit didn’t need as much work as she had first thought. They were fairly easy to modernize and the stitching was quite ordinary, therefore it was easy to duplicate.
The sound of her door opening drew her attention away from her work. Recognizing the silhouette in the door, Monique smiled.

“Oh hi Su. Come right in.”

The Chinese smiled back and did so. As she closed the door behind her and walked over to Monique, she held out a glass of lemonade.

“You have been up here for hours. I thought you might be thirsty.”

Monique was a bit stunned. Truth was, she was thirsty. She just hadn’t noticed it yet. Sending the Asian a grateful smile, she took the offered glass.

“Thank you Su. When I start working I tend to forget everything else.”

Su giggled slightly.

“I know what you mean. It’s the same for me when I’m working on a new equation. That’s why you need someone to take care of you when you are busy.”

To Monique’s surprise The Chinese began blushing as she spoke. When she finished she actually seemed to have trouble looking Monique in the eyes.
Monique wasn’t stupid. She recognized a crush when she saw it. With Ron, she was getting the kind of love were the fire had cooled a bit. It was still there, but most of the time it could be controlled. Kim and Bonnie seemed to be more lustful then in love. That was okay with Monique. She knew she hadn’t fallen in love with either of them. But when it was about Su, Monique wasn’t entirely sure what her feelings were. She only knew that her feelings were positive.
Drinking the contents of the glass, she put it down on a nearby table and took the step there was to Su. Putting her arms around the shorter girl, she pulled Su into her.

“Then why don’t you and I take care of each other.”

Su looked up at her with a shy smile and Monique took the opportunity to press her lips to the Asians. The kiss was sweet and deep and Monique enjoyed it immensely. The feeling of Su’s hands running across her body didn’t exactly hurt either.
Deciding to take it up a notch, Monique began to guide them towards the, so far, unused bed. Referring from pushing the girl, figuring that she got enough of that from her other girlfriends, she lay down on the bed with her.
To her surprise, Su rolled on top of her. She smiled.

“I haven’t been on top for a long time. This is going to be sweet.”

Monique was a bit worried that Su would try to act dominant, but it quickly dawned on her that Su just wanted to make love. That wasn’t something the African-American was going to turn down.
Su almost immediately began an assault on Monique’s throat using her lips and teeth. Monique shuttered at the pleasant sensation. Su might look like the embodiment of innocence, but the dark skinned girl was beginning to wonder if it wasn’t just a smoke screen. She sure seemed to have the skills of a first class lover.
Monique gasped as her lover managed to squeeze a hand down in between Monique’s skin and pants. The feel of those small hands on her sex just about drove her crazy. Deciding that it was time to get naked, Monique began pulling of her tank top.
Su sat up and began following her lead and soon the two of them was pulling franticly at their clothes, trying to get naked as soon as humanly possible.
When the only thing covering their body was layers of silky smooth skin, they fell back into each others arms. Su sighed audible.

“You feel so good Monique.”

She chuckled hearing that.

“Listen Su. In the week we have known each other, I haven’t heard you calling me Mon or Nikki once. Why?”

Su groaned.

“Do we have to talk about that now?”

It was obvious from the stress in her voice that she wasn’t in any mood to play ‘twenty questions’. Monique didn’t blame her, it was just that she was curious and Monique was pretty sure that Su was too frustrated to lie.

“Oh yes. So you better start talking, because the sooner I’m satisfied with your answers, the sooner I’ll start to satisfy you.”

The Chinese groaned again.

“Fine you inhuman sadist.”

That actually shocked Monique. Considering the relationship Su was currently in, calling Monique a sadist was a little strong.
Su continued.

“I just don’t like shortening names. I feel I am butchering people’s personality by doing that.”

Monique frowned.

“But you always refer to Ron and Kim by those names?”

Su looked at her oddly.

“Those are their names, are they not?”

Monique shook her head.

“No it is short for Ronald and Kimberly.”

Su raised her eyebrows.

“Oh. I didn’t know that. Well it’s to late now. I am already thinking of them as Ron and Kim, and it appears that they think of themselves that way to.”

Monique couldn’t argue with that. Deciding that she had gotten the answer she was looking for, she grabbed the Asian and pulled her on top of herself.

“No more chit chat. I want you.”

Su smiled at her and Monique soon felt hands on her breast and butt. She reached up and cupped the Chinese’s face with her hands and pulled her into a steaming kiss.
She hadn’t made proper love to a woman since Eliza and she was surprised how much she felt that she needed this. Not sex, not heavy petting, but love. This was going to be so sweet.
Monique moaned softly as Su slipped a finger into her sex. She retuned the favor by grabbing the girls butt cheeks and pushing her sex into her own. At first it felt wrong because Su’s hand was in the way, but then the Chinese removed it and the feeling Monique had been craving filled her.
Wrapping her legs around her Chinese lover, she used her grip on her butt to grind their sexes together. Soon both girls were moaning at the sensation.

“Oh yes Monique. I love you.”

Monique groaned as her body started burning with passion. No girl had ever told her that. Elisa had never gone any further than proclaiming how wonderful Monique was.

“I love you to Su. Please call me it again. Please use that endearment I love so much.”

Su panted but managed to gather up enough whits to do as she had been requested.

“My chocolate. My sweet dark chocolate. One day I’m going to eat you, but not today. Today I’m going to savor you.”

By now Monique was moving so hard the feeling against her sex was as much pain as it was pleasure, but she just couldn’t slow down. She seemed to have lost her self control utterly. Besides it didn’t seem like Su minded. From the look in her eyes, she was as far gone as Monique herself was.

“Su! I won’t last much longer. Please stay with me.”

Su grunted as forced her sex further down into Monique’s, all the while managing to knead Monique’s breasts.

“I’m with you. Oh please tell me this will soon be over. I can’t take it!”

A moment later Su screamed as her body convulsed. The wild movements coming from the girl in Monique’s arms were enough to push her over the edge as well. For a long time they just lay there, enjoying the afterglow. Monique was carefully caressing Su’s cheek as the girl nestled her head at Monique’s throat, still kneading one of the African-Americans breasts. .
The African American sighed.

“So this is what being in love feels like. I can get used to this.”

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Licking her lips, Bonnie observed the top of her redheaded lovers head as the girl kneeled down in front of her and started undoing the Brunets pants. Her price for keeping her mouth shut was finally about to be paid and she was looking forward to it.
Bonnie smiled as she felt her pants fall away and her lover gently pull down on her panties. She shuttered as her girlfriend leaned in and gave her a long tender lick. A long sigh escaped the brunets lips as Kim began concentrate on the skin around her sex. Bonnie figured that if her girlfriend wanted to take her time that was okay with her.
Bonnie was well aware that Kim knew just about more of what Bonnie liked then she did herself, so this showed promises. Kim suddenly licked across both her labia’s, causing a moan to come from the brunet. She then slowed down again and Bonnie was getting nervous. The redhead had something planned and it didn’t bode well. Another lick and she arched her back, and another one made her knees grow weak. Bonnie threw her head back and let out a long suffering groan.

“Kim what are you doing. Stop teasing me like that.”

Bonnie yelped as her lover stuck her tongue as far into her sex as she could and started working it around with rapid movements. That was the last straw for the brunet and she fell backwards onto the bed behind her.
Kim didn’t slow down for a second. She followed her girlfriend and kept her mouth buried between Bonnie’s legs. Bonnie spread her legs, hoping franticly that Kim would hurry it up and end it. This torture was unbearable.

“Kim! Finish me. Please!”

To Bonnie’s horror her lover didn’t comply. She just kept up her calculated ministrations forcing Bonnie into a higher and higher state of pleasure, but deprived her of that final wonderful trip to heaven that man called an orgasm.
She was becoming delirious. Her head was rolling back and forth, her hips were bucking with an erratic force that could have been used in a rodeo and Kim just carried on like she had no pity.
Suddenly Kim stopped and stood up. Bonnie wailed, feeling tears in the nook of her eyes.

“Why Kim. You promised.”

The redhead grinned.

“Oh I promised you a tongue lashing. The deal never included an orgasm.”

Bonnie pouted and rolled over. Despair made her hammer her fist into the pillow and sniffed. She just couldn’t believe that her girlfriend would be so cruel to her. How long she lay there feeling sorry for herself, when a thought entered her head.

“To hell with Kim! It wouldn’t be the first time I took care of business my self.”

Her hand began sliding down to her sex, when the bed suddenly lurched. Before Bonnie could find out what had happened, someone grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, making her cry out in pain and shock.

“I don’t like to be threatened Bonbon. This is what I do to little blackmailers.”

Bonnie’s eyes went wide. This turn of event shocked her enough that she had problems doing the smart thing. Namely jumping of the bed and running out the front door.
Of cause Kim didn’t rely on shock alone. She never let go of the brunet’s hair as she moved into position, causing even more tears to spill from Bonnie’s eyes.

“Whoever said that size doesn’t matter, hadn’t tried one of these.”

Bonnie cried out as something thick, long and filled with horizontal grooves were pushed into her vagina. It felt like her entire abdomen was on fire. Just to make it al worse, it suddenly started to vibrate.

“What the fuck is that?”

She barely managed to gasp it out through the pain that felt like it was consuming her.
Kim grinned.

“Down at the store they called it ‘Long John’ isn’t it wonderful?”

Bonnie answered with tears of pain in her eyes.

“Yes quite. Now get it out of me!”

The redheaded sadist just chuckled and complied. Bonnie clenched her fist and gritted her teeth as the oversized vibrator began exiting her sex. It was almost out when Kim began working it in again. Bonnie wailed, but to her surprise it wasn’t as painful second time. It was almost like the first time she slept with a guy. Only worse.
As Kim continued her actions Bonnie felt a set of fingernails gently rake her back. Slowly the pain began to take on a different property, namely that of pleasure. Bonnie’s painful wails turned into to slight moans as her pleasure deprived body began reacting to the punishing ministrations.
Finally it became too much. Bonnie cried out in orgasmic pleasure and her entire body began to quiver. As she finally calmed down, she felt Kim remove the mega phallus and she slowly and painfully turned around.

“Felt good Sweetie?”

Bonnie nodded.

“Yes Kimmie.”

She yawned.

“I’m a bit tired Kimmie. Will you stay with me? Please?”

Kim shook her head.

“Sorry Bonnie. But now it’s time for me to find a little pleasure. This can keep you company.”

With an evil grin, she placed the dripping vibrator on Bonnie’s chest, right between the brunet’s breasts and pulled a blanket over the girl.
Bonnie made a face and hurriedly pulled the object off of her and dropped on the night table.

“Eww Kim. That was disgusting.”

The redhead simply laughed as she got off the bed and left the room, leaving Bonnie behind wondering whether she should get up and go clean herself off, or just go to sleep.
Two minutes later, anybody who would walk past the room would know the result of her inner debate.

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Ron was sitting in his office, trying to put together some ideas for the holiday cuisine. Normally it was difficult enough to be traditional as well as creative, but with the four women living in the house, it was murder finding something all of them would like.
Kim would eat almost anything as long as it wasn’t too greasy, but she absolutely hated sugared yams. Bonnie didn’t eat pork. It had nothing to do with her religion. She honestly couldn’t stand the taste. Monique had distaste for rich gravy and Su hated garlic. It was frustrating.
Throwing his pen away with an annoyed curse, he leaned back and closed his eyes.

“Troubles honey? Maybe I can help.”

Ron opened his eyes and immediately fixated on an innocent looking girl in a black see-through night gown.

“I think maybe you could Kim.”

Holding out his arms, he waited for Kim to come to him. The redhead smiled as she walked the distance between the door and him. Ron watched as the redheaded goddess walked over and kneeled down in front of him. It wasn’t until then he realized that the night gown was the only thing she was wearing.
Kim looked up at him and smiled.

“Ron, I’m already in the mood. So why don’t I just get your engine running so we can get down to the important part.”

Ron nodded. It was okay with him. Kim smiled and began opening his pants. With skill, earned through experience, she unfastened the belt and began pulling his pants down. Ron made sure she had plenty of room. Once his boxers were out of the way, Kim took his semi erect penis in her hands and started working it gently. The result didn’t keep them waiting. Once Kim was satisfied with the stiffness in his member she got up and turned her back to him. Ron watched as she leaned over his desk and presented her butt to him.
Looking over her shoulder she spoke.

“I’m all yours Ronnie.”

Ron stood up. He was a little disappointed that she wasn’t going to ride him in the chair, but he didn’t see any reason to complain. Sometimes you had to work for it and Ron wasn’t particular lazy.
He carefully lifted the delicate fabric away from his girlfriends butt and gently ran a hand over her butt. Kim groaned and turned her head again so she could glare at him.

“I told you I was ready. Get on with it already.”

Ron frowned and quickly moved his hand to spank her. Kim let out a yelp at the harsh contact and Ron didn’t blame her. The palm of his hand was stinging from the connection.

“This is my office. No one tells me what to do in my own office. Especially not horny little girls with more libido than common sense.”

Kim whimpered slightly.

“Sorry Ron. I’ll keep that in mind.”

The blond ran his hand across the sour spot on the redhead’s butt a few times, more to rub in the pain then to sooth it. Then he decided it was time to move on.
Using a hand for control, he penetrated her labia’s and entered her sex. Kim let out a groan of pleasure at the sensation, making Ron smile. Bringing both his hands to her back, he started running the smooth material across her body, as he began to set a slow rhythm for them. Because of his lack of leverage, he wasn’t able to put in too much speed, yet it did have an effect. Kim arched her back and groaned slightly.

“Faster Ronnie. Please, faster.”

Ron frowned and contemplated spanking her again. After all she was trying to tell him what to do. He decided against it though. Kim just had a lot she needed to work out in a hurry.
Smiling, he slowly moved his hands to her hips and took a good hold, before pulling as far out of her as he could without loosing their connection before ramming in to her again.
Surprisingly the only sound from her was a slight moan. He had expected something a little stronger. Deciding that he was going to hear her scream before all this was over, he put as much force behind his strokes as he could. It didn’t work. Kim just kept moaning. That got him annoyed and he moved a hand to her but and struck her. Kim yelped from the pain running through her butt cheek and Ron hit her again.
At the third smack Kim finally wailed out.

“Why Ron! What have I done?”

The blond growled and began concentrate on his movements in and out of her. Choosing not to answer her, he grabbed her hips as hard as he could and smiled cruelly as he heard her moans turn into whimpers and yelps. That was the sound he had been looking for.
Ron simply hated it when the girl he was with didn’t make a sound.
Suddenly he had to gasp as Kim’s sex clamped down around him, trying to milk him for everything he got. But it was far too early. Ron wasn’t anywhere near his climax. That’s why he gritted his teeth and continued his work all the way through her screams of pleasure. The situation lasted for almost five minutes, where Kim did nothing but scream and convulsing. Finally she fell to the desk panting with exertion.

“To bad. I’m almost there.”

A few strokes later, Ron’s stamina gave in and his climax washed over him and the resulting spray caused Kim to gasp. His climax felt as good as it always did, although it wasn’t one of those mind shattering releases he sometimes had in the past, but then again this wasn’t about him. Well not mostly anyway. Besides he could always commandeer a couple of girls for tonight. Kim and Monique should do just fine. After all it was an old fantasy from his high school days.
Grinning, he decided to go for it. Besides, he always thought that it would look real good with those two beautiful girls in each others arms.
He pulled out of the redhead in front of him and cleaned himself up. Then after fixing his clothes, he walked around the desk and kneeled down in front of her. Smiling he took her face in his hands and leaned in and kissed her. As the kiss broke, Kim smiled satisfied at him, causing Ron to smile back.

“Kim. Listen to me. This is what I want you to do. Tonight when we go to bed, you are to get Monique and meet me in the master bedroom. The two of you decide the get up. I decide the game. Is that understood?”

Kim smiled and nodded slightly.

“Me and Mon, your bedroom, at bedtime. Don’t come undressed. I understand.”

Ron smiled lovingly at the redhead in front of him and leaned in for a last kiss in this session. Standing up, he helped Kim on her feet.

“Come with me Kimmie. I need something to drink and you know you’re not supposed to be in here when I’m not around.”

Kim looked at him with a frown.

“Yeah. You said that, but you never told us why.”

Ron shrugged.

“Each of you girls has a personal bedroom that is yours to do with. I don’t. Therefore my office is my place of refuge.”

Kim nodded her understanding.

“You certainly earned it.”

Ron rolled his eyes. The fact that he owned the house apparently didn’t mean anything.
Keeping a firm hold on the slightly tired redhead, he headed for the kitchen and that drink of water he needed.

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Kim found Monique walking out of the basement with Su. Considering that both girls had their hair wrapped in a towel, she figured that they had paid a visit to the Jacuzzi.
She smiled and spoke up.

“Mon, do you have a moment?”

Monique nodded and leaned down to kiss Su on the cheek. The Chinese smiled and walked of, but not before running a hand across the African-American’s back. Kim raised an eyebrow at that. Those two seemed to be getting along better and better. Not that Kim minded. Su’s fragile ego could use all of the support she could get. Kim should know. Monique had been her first real female friend and she had done wonders for Kim’s own ego, how odd that may sound.
The dark skinned girl looked at her.

“Yes Kim. What can I help you with?”

Kim walked over and placed her hands on the other girls waist.

“What do you say to spend the night with me and Ron? Just the three of us.”

Monique shrugged.

“And what if I say no?”

Kim was surprised. The thought of any of the girls in the house saying no to a night with Ron was unheard of. Granted, Monique was new to this relationship but Kim knew that the girl harbored certain feelings for the blond and that those feelings weren’t negative.
She shrugged.

“Then you will be upsetting Ronnie.”

Monique smirked.

“We can’t have that. Now, can we?”

Kim grinned and followed her friend out into the kitchen. She watched as Monique found various ingredients in the refrigerator and began pouring it into a blender. She then pressed the on button.
Once whatever it was, was finished, she poured it into a tall glass and drank it. Kim had to fight down an impulse to gag.

“How can you drink that shit?”

The African-American lowered her glass and looked at her.

“You try to work non stop on something for seventeen hours. Then you would want some of this too. Besides, you get use to it. Although I have to admit that it is an acquired taste. And you did say I was going to spend the night with you and Ron, right? I thought you would want me to have plenty of energy.”

Kim smirked and walked over to the girl.

“Oh I do. The more energy the better.”

She leaned in and kissed Monique on the mouth. The kiss didn’t last long though.

“Yuck. That taste like crap.”

Monique glared at her.

“Well at least I didn’t burn it.”

Now it was Kim’s turn to glare.

“Watch it Mon. you could regret it tonight.”

With that she turned around and walked off, wondering what she would be wearing for bed tonight.

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It was around ten a clock in the evening and Monique was getting ready for the night. She had several nifty nightgowns she could choose from, but none of them seemed fitting.
She wanted something simple yet sexy. Something that told of preparation but also belonging. Grinning she made up her mind.
Grabbing a white garter belt and a pair of matching lace stockings, she slipping them on and fastening them as she had gotten use to while in Paris. She then reached out for the final piece of clothing. Getting a hold of Ron’s, or rather her own, silk dress shirt, she put it on as well.
Still in the process of buttoning it, she walked out of the door to her room and headed down the corridor to her boyfriend’s bedroom.

““This should be enjoyable.””

In that moment Monique’s thoughts were somewhere else, she bumped into someone. Catching herself from falling over, she reached out to steady whoever it was.

“Your looking hot tonight Nikki.”

Monique smiled at the brunet.

“Thanks Bonnie. You don’t look half bad yourself.”

It wasn’t a lie either. The brunet was wearing a see through purple robe that showed of every millimeter of her skin.
Bonnie smirked.

“I thought I would keep Su company tonight. She does tend to get cold on these long winter nights.”

Monique nodded. On a sudden impulse she pulled Bonnie closer and gave her a long, fierce and passionate kiss, all the while slipping a hand inside the other girls robe and sliding it up from her hip until she reached the brunet’s breast, then moving it back down to Bonnie’s butt cheek. As the kiss finally broke, Bonnie panted and looked at the African-American with dilated pupils.

“Why don’t you just forget about Kim and Ron tonight and come with me to Su’s room.”

Monique chuckled slightly.

“Sorry Bonnie, but you should know that you don’t say no to Ronnie.”

Bonnie sighed.

“Yes I know. Can’t blame a girl from trying.”

The African-American smirked.

“Oh no. Try a little more tomorrow night and you may just succeed.”

Bonnie seemed to be pleased at hearing that and she gave Monique a quick kiss before saying good night and continued on her way down the corridor. Monique smirked and began heading for the master bedroom again. It was good to know that she could still kiss all common sense out of a girl.
As she passed Kim’s room, the redhead poked her head out of her room.

“Wait up Mon. I’m almost done.”

Monique leaned up against the wall and crossed her arms, wondering how long it would take for Kim to finish. In Monique’s experience, being almost finished could mean anything from ‘just need to straiten my dress’ to ‘what to wear’. In Kim’s defense, it only took her a couple of minutes before she walked out of the room.
She was looking quite good in her green stockings and short black fishnet jacket without buttons. Monique couldn’t help but whistle at the sight.

“Nice. Shego colors, hmm.”

Kim blushed slightly.

“You had to admit that the woman knew how to dress to kill.”

Monique laughed at that.

“In more then one sense of the word.”

The redhead grinned and stepped up to the newest occupant of the house. Reaching up, she cupped Monique’s cheeks and gently pulled her into a chaste kiss. Monique reached down and did the same to Kim’s butt cheeks and pressed there sex together. Grinding up and down a few times, she was pushed away by Kim.

“Later Mon. right now we got a date and we shouldn’t be late.

Monique couldn’t find any flaw in that logic, so she put an arm around Kim and together they walked the rest of the way to the room they were about to spend their night in.
Kim opened the door and stepped through it. Monique followed closely after the redhead and took in the room. She was a bit nervous because the other girls had told her stories about how Ron liked to play and even though she didn’t mind being tied up once in a while, the thought about someone working on her butt with a riding crop, or something like that, scared her.
To her great relief there was nothing of the kind to be seen. The only thing was a large bed draped in scarlet satin and their boyfriend sitting in a chair with a drink in his hand.
He looked at them with a frown.

“Haven’t you two ever heard of knocking?”

Monique rolled her eyes.

“Oh please. You could have locked the door.”

Ron fixed her with an amused glance, but didn’t say anything. Kim on the other hand did.

“So Ronnie. How do you want us?”

Monique looked surprise at the redhead. That was cutting to the chase all right. Ron didn’t seem phased by it. He simply raised his eyebrows.

“Sorry girls. I’m in the middle of a drink. Why don’t you start without me?”

He gestured towards the bed and Monique figured it was clear enough what he meant. She was a bit pissed that he hadn’t mentioned their choice in clothe.

“Oh. And by the way ladies. Don’t remove your clothes. That is going to be my job.”

Satisfied that she didn’t get all dressed up for nothing, she put her arms around Kim and leaned in to begin nipping at her neck. The redhead leaned back into Monique’s hold and allowed her to do what ever she wanted.
Having free hands, Monique soon began slipping her hands in under Kim’s jacket and began running them over the white skin. From the slight cooing sounds Kim was letting out past her lips, Monique figured she liked the attention.
After a few minutes Kim turned around and lowered her hands to Monique’s hips. She saw what the redhead was about to do and leaned in to meet her halfway. Their lips met in a sweet lingering kiss that made Monique’s toes curl and her blood catch fire. Coming up for air, Kim spoke with a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

“Let’s take it to the bed, shall we my beauty?”

Monique just smiled and began to gently push her lover towards the bed. Soon they climbed on to it, without ever letting go of each other. Not even when Monique’s knee slipped on the cool satin and she lost her balance, pulling Kim with her down on the bed.
The episode made Kim giggle, which in turn made Monique chuckled. One thing brought another and soon they were both laughing silently.

““This is nice.””

To Monique it was wonderful to be able to laugh about something like this with her lover. One thing Elisa had never seemed to be able to understand, was that you could have a serious relationship and still joke about it.
The girl had taken it as a personal insult if Monique had laughed at something concerning their relationship. How that specific relationship had ended, kind of put things in perspective though.
Monique was pulled out of her laughing fit by Kim cupping her sex and squeezing it. Monique yelped at the treatment and immediately glared at her redhead lover. Deciding to get even, she dove down after one of Kim’s exposed nipples and used her mouth, and anything in it, to get as much of a response out of her as possible. Kim, who had managed to get them both up into a kneeling position during the final part of their laughter, gave a long gasp and arched her back, falling onto the madras, back first.
Monique followed, making sure to straddle the other girl, and leaned in for a kiss. They were enjoying themselves, taking full advantage of the fact that neither of them was wearing any panties.
Kim reached up and put her hands on the girls butt and pulled her closer. Soon they were continuing the grinding motion they had started outside the room. It would only be a matter of time before it would have an effect on both women. In fact, Monique could feel it building up inside her right now.
The bed suddenly shifted and she looked back over her shoulder. Seeing Ron climb onto the bed, completely naked, made her smile, but she didn’t slow down her movements. Kim’s hand suddenly reached up and pulled her down.

“Concentrate on me Mon. look at me.”

Monique was a bit surprised at that, but she complied none the less and leaned down further and kissed her.
She was in the middle of the kiss when she felt Ron take a hold of her hips and push inside of her. Monique groaned into the kiss and from the look in Kim’s eyes that was exactly what the redhead had hoped for. Ron soon build up a steady pace, making Monique’s climax move closer at a much higher rate of speed.
Having to break the kiss out of necessity for air, she began gasping for breath. Kim’s hand quickly found the African-American’s breast and started to massage them through the smooth fabric.
That did it. Monique arched her back and moaned out her climax. Part of her mind realized that either of her lovers was quick to stop their actions, doing a good job at prolonging her pleasure.
As Monique finally got control over her breathing, she felt Ron pull out of her. It was a little disappointing, especially since he was still nice and erect. Rational thought, however, told her that Kim should have a chance at feeling it too. Not that rationality had a high priority with Monique right after an orgasm.
She wasn’t completely forgotten though. Not only did Kim pull her into another kiss as Ron entered the redhead’s vagina, Monique also managed to position herself so that Ron’s chest rubbed up against her butt.
To top it all of, She soon felt Ron fumble with the buttons in her shirt. It took some time, but she didn’t complain. That would have been impossible anyway, since Kim’s tongue was currently exploring her mouth. The redhead’s hands were busy too. One was in Monique’s hair, keeping her head and lips in place; the other was occupied with Kim’s own breast.
Finally Ron managed to pull the silk away from her breasts and Monique felt skin to skin contact as he started playing with her left breast, the right being busy trying to keep him in balance. It wasn’t enough to build up a new orgasm, but it sure kept her in the mood.
In one of the short interludes between their kisses, Kim suddenly let out a whimpering moan, that the African-American knew meant an orgasm was imminent. She didn’t have to wait long either as Kim suddenly screamed.
The scream ended in a shaky moan and Monique suddenly felt something warm and sticky spray in between the two girl’s bodies. Looking down between them, she realized that Ron had pulled out of Kim in the last moment and was letting go on both of them.
That made her smile.

““So considerate of him.””

Ron rolled over on his back and sighed.

“I think that is a view any man could get use to.”

Monique chuckled slightly. Two scantily clad girls, laying in each others arms and covered in semen. Oh yes. She was inclined to agree with him. It was most likely any strait guy’s fantasy and not one many of them got to see in real life.
A purring sound from Kim made her look down.

“Are you okay Kim?”

The redhead smiled.

“Oh yes. Still horny though.”

A chuckle made Monique look back to Ron.

“Don’t worry. We will get to that. Right now I just need to pull myself together. Why don’t you two loose your tops?”

Monique nodded. They weren’t doing much anyway, except restricting access to their bodies. Sitting up she pulled of the dress shirt and dropped it beside the bed. She then helped Kim up so she could pull of the redhead’s jacket as well.
Monique had to admit that the girl looked quite beautiful in the moon like light from the lone lamp on the wall opposite from the bed.

“You look nice in this light Kim.”

Kim smiled innocently and asked with a pout.

“Don’t I look nice normally?”

Monique shook her head.

“Nah. Not really.”

Kim’s eyes widened considerably at that. That was when the girl surprised Monique. She reached up and grabbed a handful of hair and yanked her head down. Monique cried out in pain as tears sprung from her eyes.

“Feel lucky you’re such a beautiful thing or I would hurt you.”

She let go and Monique rolled of the redhead in chock and surprise. It was a side of Kim she hadn’t seen before and she wasn’t sure she liked it.
Before she could do anything about it, Ron wrapped his arms around her from behind. His low voice filled her ear.

“Let it go Nikki. Just let it go. She doesn’t mean anything with it. She is just use to her girlfriends liking that kind of attention.”

Monique somehow found it difficult to believe that a sweet girl like Su would like such a treatment, but then again. She had seen the girl smile in ecstasy after Kim had smacked her butt hard, not to mention moan from pleasure when Bonnie had twisted her nipples with cruel force.
Not from the first time, Monique wondered if she fitted in to the household. The fact that the entire ordeal seemed to have invigorated the blond, if the erection pressing up against her back was any indication, was another sure sign that reality was different in this house than she was use to.
Ron spoke again.

“Kimmie. How would you like a ride?”

The redhead sat up and smiled so widely, Monique was afraid the girl would end up swallowing her own ears.

“I would love to.”

She crawled across the bed and over Monique in her hurry to get to her prize. That kind of eagerness was another thing Monique hadn’t quite gotten use to, although she could hardly blame her friend. She knew from first hand experience how good it felt to have Ron inside of her.
She rolled over and watched as Kim slipped herself down on top of Ron’s penis. Ron groaned and looked at Monique.

“Since I’m anatomically correct, you are going to have to settle for my tongue.”

Monique smile slightly. More out of politeness then because she felt like it. To tell the truth, she was actually not in the mood any more. She slowly got up, looking at Kim who was happily bouncing away on Ron’s lap. Sighing, figuring that she should still give the night a chance, she crawled up and straddled Ron’s face.
His hands immediately clamped down on her legs, holding her steady as his tongue began its work. She moaned as he penetrated her labia’s, slowly feeling her mood return. Then she spotted Kim again.
The smile on the redhead’s lips unnerved her a bit. It didn’t get better when Kim leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

“”It isn’t five minutes ago she was pulling my hair and threatened me. What is wrong with her?” “

Monique let out a pained grunt, as Kim bit down on the African-American’s lips. The look in the redhead’s eyes was wild and sadistic. To tell the truth, it scared her. And to Monique’s surprise, it send a thrill through her that almost made her orgasm right then and there. Her hands moved to Kim’s side almost on their own behalf and Monique could feel herself getting swallowed by the entire situation.
When Kim suddenly spoke, her voice sounded like a perverse mixture of honey and poison. It made Monique feel like a fly being pulled into a pleasant but certain end.

“Not much for pain, are we? Don’t worry. Before the year is over, you will be as depraved as the rest of us. Just remember that the safe word is Andromeda.”

Once again Kim clamped her teeth shut around Monique’s lover lip, this time enough for her to draw blood. At the same time she sunk her nails into Monique’s areolas, causing the dark skinned girl to whimper her way through an orgasm that felt more painful then pleasant.
As Monique lost her balance and fell of Ron, Kim screamed out in ecstasy as she hit her climax. The redhead landed on top of her and soon managed to position herself so they were lying face to face.

“Isn’t it wonderful Mon? Have you ever felt anything so good?”

Monique was about to tell Kim to fuck off, because of all the pain the redhead had caused her. She stopped however when she realized that to Kim, this was probably one of the best things in the world. Besides, she had to admit that the orgasm had been one of a kind. Monique almost felt like she wanted to experience it once more.
She was about to answer, a whole lot more civilly then she had first planned, when Ron once again embraced her from behind.

“I’m not quite done yet Nikki. You don’t mind, do you?”

Monique didn’t have time to answer, before Ron slipped into her sobbing whet sex, from behind. Closing her eyes, she threw her head back, lifted her leg into the air to give him better access and opened her mouth in a silent moan.
Kim’s sweet and poisoned voice filled her ears once more along with Ron’s grunts as he pushed into her.

“Welcome to the shadows Monique. Welcome to my life.”

Monique gasped as Kim took her areola in her mouth and started chewing on it. Monique’s entire body was on sensory overload and it was shaking in its effort to separate pain from pleasure. Monique knew enough about it to know that it would be impossible at this time.

““What have I gotten myself into?””

That thought followed her the next two hours, until her two lovers finally allowed her to pass out.

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