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Operation D.O.N.E.G.I.O.N	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Codename: Kids Next Door Views: 7642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Operation D.O.N.E.G.I.O.N
- 2-D.O.N.E.G.I.O.N Part 2
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Operation: D.O.N.E.G.I.O.N. 2
Number One is the first to hit the bottom, landing on his rear. He shakes it off and looks around, seeing that he’s in a Dungeon of sorts. Before he can get to his feet, Number 86 lands on him, kicking up a cloud of dust. When the dust clears, Number 86 is shown to have landed with her head in Number One’s crotch. This makes Number One blush again, but only makes her more furious.
“GET AWAY FROM ME, YA SEX MANIAC!!!” She yells as she backs herself up from him.
Number One takes offense to that. “Hey! You’re the one that landed on me!”
“Oh yah, in yuir dreams!” she barks back.
“Look, we don’t have time for this.” He says as he gets to his feet. “We have to find a way out of here and stop them from executing their cake plan.” He pulls out his tin can communicator and tries to contact his fellow operatives from Sector V, but to no avail. He plops down on a bench in frustration.
“It’s useless.” He says. “I can’t get through these walls. We’re just gonna have to wait here for backup.”
“Wait for backup?” She says. “Who knows how long that will take?”
“Look, Number 362 already knows we’re at Delightful Manor.” He tells her. “I’m sure it won’t be long until we get out of here.”
“Well you can just hang out in loser-dom.” She replies. “But I’m not just gonna roll over for those twerps!” She walks over to the steel door of the dungeon, which has a small barred window, and begins to yell as loud as she can. “HEY, YOU SCUM-SUCKING, NO-GOOD, LILLY-LIVERED JERKS! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!”
Number One puts his head in his hands and sighs heavily. “This can’t last much longer.”
3 Hours Later…
Number 86 is still standing at the steel door, yelling insults and curses through the small window to anybody in hearing range. Finally, Number One has had enough, and he rises to his feet enraged. “WOULD YOU SHUT UP, WOMAN?!”
Number 86 turns to him in shock. “What did you just say?”
“I said, put a cork in it!” He reiterates. “You’ve been going at it for hours. I need to…”
“Now you listen here you little twerp! No one talks to me like that!” She tells him.
“Of course they don’t.” He replies. “You never get them a chance to TALK!”
The two argue on and on, moving slowly towards each other. The argument becomes more heated with each inch they come closer. They finally end up inches away from each other, yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs. They then suddenly stop, and start at each other eye to eye. The hatred on both there faces fade and is replaced by desire. Number 86 pulls Number One in close and kisses him passionately, almost ripping his head off. He embraces her, as she lifts her leg and wraps it around his. He lets his hand drift down and palms her round ass, as the both stumble towards the bench. Number One falls backwards onto the bench, still embracing Number 86. After a minute, she finally breaks the kiss.
“Good way…to waste time?” She asks him, breathing hard.
He looks up at her and smiles. “Yes…Indeed.”
Number 86 lifts up her sweater to reveal a sports bra, but Number One leans forward and locks lips with her again before she can get it completely off. He lets his other hand wonder under her sports bra, and lifts it just enough to reveal her firm, perky breasts. They lean back on the table, as Number One changes his focus and begins to suck on her breasts. She lets out a soft moan as she grabs his head and pulls him closer. She lets her hand roam downward and into Number One’s shorts, and grabs a firm hold of his cock, before pulling away from him. She begins to unzip his shorts, bringing out his bigger than average member.
“Guess I know why they call you Number One.” She says with a seductive grin.
She then quickly engulfs his Cock into her mouth, like a Popsicle on a hot summer day. She rotates her tongue around the head of his pipe. Number One’s grins widely as he lets his head fall back. He gently places his hand on her head and runs his fingers through her fiery red hair. She begins to bob her head up and down at a steady pace, as he lips tighten around his shaft.
“Oh yeah. It’s been so long.” She thinks to herself. “So long since I’ve sucked on one. Oh, I forgot how good this feels.”
As she continues to work on Number One’s rod, her pussy begins to get juicy. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Number One, who has a perfect view of her ass peeking out from under her skirt. He reaches out his hand and slides it into her panties. He then begins to gently rub her clit, causing her to shake with pleasure.
“Hmm, it seems I’ve found a way to bring her to her knees.” He thinks to himself, which brings a smile to his face. “She seems to be getting wet down there. I wonder…”
Number One takes his two fingers and inserts them through her moist love lips, into her pussy. This causes Number 86 to release his cock from her mouth, and let out a squeal of pleasure. She begins to breath hard as she stands up.
“I cannot wait any longer.” She says, as she arches over and places both of her hands on the wall, sticking her lovely ass out. “Give it to me, Number One. Now!”
“You don’t have to ask me twice!” He says as he stands up and positions himself behind her. He grabs his pipe and slowly brings it forward, gently moving it around her love lips. But this only makes her more inpatient.
“DAMMIT NUMBER ONE, I SAID STICK THAT COCK IN ME!!!” She commands.
Number One grows a sinister smirk on his face. “As you command, Number 86.” He reams back and thrust forward, ramming his member into her pussy as hard as he can, attempting to split her in half. Her eyes widen and she lets out a loud gasp. She clenches her hand into a fist and bangs the wall.
“OH FUCK ME, BOYO!!!” She screams. “FUCK ME ROUGH!!!”
He proceeds to do so, pulling back then pushing in harder each time. She bites her lip and lets a tear run down her face. Number One leans in and reaches under her sweater caress her breasts again. The sound of skin smacking skin fills the entire dungeon. Number One keeps a steady stroke as Number 86 hangs her head…and says something unexpected.
“Yes! Oh yes! Pull my hair, Number One.” She tells him.
Number One raises an eyebrow. “What? Are you sure that won’t…”
“GOTDAMMIT I SAID PULL MY HAIR!!!” She yells.
Without hesitation, he grabs a handful of her fiery red locks and gives them a yank. Her head jerks back and she stands up, turning her head to Number One. They lock their lips together again, this time letting their tongues explore each other’s mouth. Number One doesn’t stop his movement; he still pounds her pussy mercilessly they continue to play tonsil hockey. After a minute, they finally break the kiss, leaving a thin line of saliva connecting their mouths. Number 86 then grits her teeth and leans against the wall, moaning loudly.
“Looks like…I found your G-Spot!” Number One says, also grimacing in pleasure.
The two are soaked in sweat and breathing hard. Suddenly, Number 86 begins to quiver a bit. She feels herself getting closer to her climax. Number One feels himself on the brink also.
“AGH! OH GOD!!! OH YAH!!!” She screams. “FUCK ME!! FUCK ME TIL I…I…AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
She lets out a primal scream, loud enough to shatter any glass window. At the same time, Number One pulls out and sprays his loud all over her ass, enough to almost coat her ass in his jizz. She falls to her knees, wearing a satisfying grin on her face, as Number One goes over to the bench.
“Well, that all happened in a flash.” He says. “I…I don’t know how you feel but…”
He’s cut off when she lunges at him and smothers his lips with hers. More tears start to come down her face, as she wraps her arms around him. She then pulls away and smiles warmly at him.
“Thank you, Nigel.” She says, calling him by his actual name. “It’s been so long since someone has shagged me like that.”
Nigel is taken by shock at the change of her attitude. “Well, I uh…I…uh…”
Before he can reply, the sidewall to the Dungeon explodes. Debris is sent everywhere as dust fills the room. Thinking quickly, the two operatives get dressed and straighten themselves out. They both prepare for the worse, but as the dust clears, they hear a familiar voice.
“COME ON, GUYS! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!!”
It’s Number Five. She & Number Four leap into the room and tosses them two B.O.T.T.L.E.C.A.P.S’s.
Kids Next Door B.O.T.T.L.E.C.A.P: Big Old Totally Tremendous Launcher Emits Cola And Pop
They grab the weapons and join their comrades in blasting their way out of Delightful Manor. A fleet of Ice Cream Men block their exit, but they quickly dispense with them. They hop into their escape module and blast off; leaving the Delightful Manor is shambles. On the ship, Number Five fills them in.
“We were told by Number 362 that you two might need backup.” She says. “We took care of the Delightful Dorks plans for their Birthday Cake. It’ll take a year for them to catch up.”
“About time you ninnies did something right!” Number 86 says, appearing back to her old self. “Now lets get this rickety piece of junk back to the moon base so I can file my report!”
She storms off to the back of the ship, toward the living quarters. Number 2 puts the ship on autopilot and turns to them.
“Typical.” He says. “She’ll probably take all the credit and tell them how she had to save our butts.”
Just then, Number 86 turns to face the rest of the team. “Oh, and I’ll be sure to give you all credit for this mission.” She then looks at Nigel with a seductive grin. “Especially you, Number One.”
With that, she turns and exits out of the bridge, making her way to the living quarters. Number Four walks over by Number One scratching his head. “What was that all about?” he says.
Number One develops a smug grin across his face. “Nothing, Number Four. It’s Nothing.”

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