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Late Night Home	By : Bonniefan Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 42423 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disney owns, I don’t. I am weak and pitiful, and not worthy of being sued. You know, I am definitely continuing this, but I'm also gonna fill in the gratuitous sex with actual story and character development. Yeah, I know, porno's don't do that, but then, those actors just suck (literally and figuratively). That means back story, exposition, the whole works. Hope everyone likes it!
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Late Night Home – Chapter 2
Kim smiled as she entered the guest bedroom and found Bonnie bound to the bed. Her arms and legs were wide-spread and tied to the bed posts with what looked to be lace cords. Kim had tried those before, and they were nice and soft on the wrists. Bonnie, upon seeing the door open, looked up with a definite hunger in her eyes, looking upon the naked Kim and Ron as if they were a last meal.
Kim glanced back at Ron, and could see his features had gone dark, going into domme mode that Tara had taught him to do so well, and Kim expressed thanks yet again for her blond friend teaching her husband that. She didn't know what she would have done if Tara, and the rest of the group, hadn't been there for them.
“So Master Ron says you've been a bad girl.” Kim slinked across the room, her hips and ass swaying behind her, her intent to tease both her husband and Bonnie. “Master says you're being punished. Maybe you don't deserve to be played with.” Kim shivered slightly as she heard Bonnie moan, and her pulse was off and racing yet again. Even the fact that she had climaxed repeatedly for the last half hour with her husband, and several times with Josh before that, couldn't dull the surge of lust she felt at this moment.
“Slut will be good. Please, fuck your slut. Make slut cum.” Bonnie's eyes were a little wide as she turned her attention from Kim for the moment over to Ron, then back again.
Kim caught the motion though, and gave Bonnie's closest tit a slap. “Pay attention when your Mistress is talking to you. Master will save you if he so chooses.” Kim slapped her other tit, watching it shake, and watching Bonnie gasp as well as her back arched into the contact. “I think I'll just let Master have you, I don't think you deserve both of us.”
Bonnie wimpered, but she knew enough not to complain, not unless she wanted to be punished. Kim looked over at Ron, smiling, before she moved off to the side, sitting in the waiting chair. She watched as Ron moved in, running his fingers over Bonnie's skin teasingly, at points achingly so. She'd jump in at the right time, when Ron wanted her to.
It was amazing how things had changed in the last few years, especially since high school. In high school or college, if Ron even THOUGHT of touching anouther woman the way he was touching Bonnie, or any of the others in the group that he had, she would have seriously considered castration as an appropriate punishment. Of course, she had never thought she'd be doing something like this either; Ron as her Master when it came to the bedroom, sleeping with other guys... other GIRLS... if someone had told her in high school she'd be married, have two kids, and be sleeping with her best friends and their husbands several times a month, she'd have wondered what drugs they were on. Now though, it was a standard of their life, a regular occurrence, but one that had been necessary. Kim didn't dwell too deeply on that. Instead, she returned her attention to her husband.
“You like that, don't you slut?” Ron's finger glided along the lips of her pussy, coming tantalizingly close to her clit. When she arched up to meet the contact, he pulled away quickly, leaving her to groan in frustration. “Now now BonBon, I didn't give you permission for that, now did I?”
Bonnie looked up, chastened. “No Master.”
Ron ran two fingers along Bonnie's lower lips, and Kim could see the brunette struggling to maintain her position. Ron brought the fingers up to his lips, sucking the first one clean. “Hmmm... you seem to be ready for me, aren't you. And nice and sweet as well, just the way I like it. Here, try for yourself.” Ron brought the still coated finger to Bonnie's lips, and she quickly and eagerly sucked on the digit, making sure the finger was completely clean of her juices. When he pulled away, she looked up at him with such a look of desire and devotion, it was almost scary.
Kim knew all about the changes to her and Ron, and when someone knew fully what their situation was, it became almost understandable why they were doing what they were doing. But with Bonnie, Kim was never sure. Sure she understood how trauma could affect someone, but she was out of that situation now. First, the fact that her father had been beating her as a child, as well as her mother and older sisters. Her mother had only got them out of that situation when she found that their father had started to abuse her three girls sexually as well. Then there was Brick, who she'd date, break up with, and then date again. No one in high school ever thought he was hitting her, and practically raping her as well. It was no wonder she would grow accustomed to abuse, but Kim still didn't understand how the proud and dominant Bonnie could have tolerated it enough to marry Brick and endure years of torture. It was Tara who practically dragged Bonnie and her little girl out of that situation and called the police on him, when she found Bonnie beaten half to death because she had supposedly flirted with someone at a party. When Kim and Ron had found out about that, they had paid their old high school companion a bit of a visit in jail, just to let him know what might happen, with their connections and such, if he ever tried to get in touch with Bonnie or their little girl ever again. Ron had whispered something to him in parting that had turned Brick VERY pale, and Kim had no doubts that Ron would follow through, especially after what he had done... and there were her thoughts again, drifting back to that subject.
Kim shook her head as she watched Bonnie sucking the mingled juices of Ron and her's passions in the living room off of his cock. Bonnie had put herself into the same situation with Brick that her mother had been in with her father, and that was what Kim could never understand. Bonnie was a very intelligent woman, probably one of the best lawyers in the state, and yet she kept herself in that situation. Even now, three years after leaving Brick, she was putting herself into that situation. Oh, not that she was dating, Kim didn't think Bonnie had been on a single date since leaving Brick, but with the rest of the group, she practically insisted on being treated as nothing more than a cunt with legs, to be fucked and degraded. That was what Kim couldn't understand. Sure, the session in the living room had been exciting as all hell, but she could never desire that, especially on a regular basis. That wasn't love in the slightest, that was sex.
Maybe that's why Bonnie liked Ron so much now. After Tara's training, he could provide what Bonnie craved in a safe environment, with no fears of anything getting out of hand. Not that Ron particularly enjoyed using the methods that Bonnie enjoyed so much, but he seemed to know instinctively what someone needed, and could deliver on it. In fact, it was Tara's training of Ron as a domme that made the decision to bring Bonnie into the group and help her get past this such a mutual decision on the part of the whole group. They could provide Bonnie with the stimulus she required in a safe environment, while also providing one that was loving as well, helping Bonnie to recover, much as the group had helped her when they had first joined. Bonnie had been reluctant at first, but after talking with everyone in the group, she had decided to give it a try. Bonnie hadn't looked back since. She especially looked forward to her times with Ron, especially since he was the only male domme in the group, and the only one who felt capable of acting in that manner. In fact, Kim suspected that she had even developed a bit of a crush on her husband. Looking into Bonnie's eyes, she didn't doubt that assessment.
“Beg me slut, beg me to fuck you good!” Kim leaned forward as it appeared Ron was really ready to get started. She had watched him with Bonnie a few times, and while it was disturbing to watch at times, Bonnie seemed to get off on it in a big way. Now, Kim just had to wait for her cue to join in.
Ron was poised over Bonnie, a cruel grin on his face as he looked down at Bonnie, his cock ready for action, just waiting for Bonnie to beg him. But as the seconds ticked off, Bonnie had yet to say anything. Ron glanced over at Kim, his eyebrows raised in confusion.
“Ron...”
Bonnie's voice was hardly a whisper, and sounded so pitiful, but Ron clearly heard her. At this point in the game, Bonnie would never call out Ron's name, she never had before. She'd never even used her safe word in the years since joining the group. Hearing her say his name was all the impetus Ron needed to stop.
In an instant, the hardness in his features disappeared as if they had never been, replaced with a concern and love that Ron displayed to almost everyone out on the street. He moved quickly from between Bonnie's bound legs and knelt on the floor, leaning in close to her. “Bonnie, are you all right?”
Kim moved now to the other side of the bed, and could hear Bonnie quite clearly. “Ron... have you and Kim... have you... done that... you know...”
Ron shook his head slowly, understanding what Bonnie was getting at. “No, me and Kim never did it like that before.”
“Don't... don't do that... you guys... too good...”
Bonnie voice trailed off as she began to choke, soft tears running down her cheeks. Ron and Kim quickly moved to unbind her, and before she could protest, pulled her into a hug between the two of them, whispering to her softly. Ron, as usual, knew just what to say. “Bonnie... you're too good for that as well you know.”
Bonnie let out a heart-rending sob as she clutched at the two of them, and for long moments, the three just held each other, letting it all out. Finally, Bonnie started to pull away a little, wiping at her eyes. “I'm sorry... it's just, I've never heard... and then... then...”
Kim brushed her fingers over Bonnie's cheek, wiping away a fresh tear. “Hey, it's all right, you can cry if you want to, we care about you.” Kim smiled, giving Bonnie a light kiss on the lips before pulling back. “So... you'd never heard anyone... that way? Not without being involved?”
Bonnie shook her head, keeping one arm around Kim, and one around Ron. “No, and when Ron... I didn't want Ron to become like Brick, and I know he wouldn't but... when he was doing that to you... it got me thinking.”
Now it was Ron's turn, as he kissed her gently. “Bonnie, Brick was wrong... and stupid... I'd say even evil. No one deserves that. You're right, maybe I shouldn't have surprised Kim like that, but then... maybe if it helped you... it was more than worth it.”
Bonnie sniffled in surprise, then glanced over at Kim, who nodded her own agreement. This caused Bonnie to crack a smile, even as she continued to sniffle. “You guys know you're the best, don't you?”
Ron just chuckled softly. “Well, that's what all the ladies say about the Ron-man.” The grin on his face was just too much, and was reminiscent of their high school days, and both girls just started laughing. Ron just glared back playfully, starting to pout. “Well fine, if that's the way you feel...” Ron shot his nose up into the air, trying to look offended, “maybe I should just take my cock and go elsewhere.”
Bonnie pulled him back to the bed, where both girls pinned him to the bed, both smiling now. With a sigh, she fell onto the bed between the two of them. “I know I probably spoiled the mood and all that but do you think you could... you know... make... love... to me? Both of you?”
Kim could only smile at the earnest expression on Bonnie's face as she looked up at the both of them. Bonnie had never asked that before. She leaned down, kissing Bonnie's lips gently. Kim glanced over at Ron to look for permission, and when he smiled and nodded, she returned her lips to Bonnie's with relish.
Before, when they would have gotten together feverishly, almost urgently, Bonnie's need for hard, pounding sex driving the get together. Now Kim slowed down the pace, pulling away slightly when Bonnie sought to go faster. To Bonnie, it would have seemed like teasing, but Kim knew what she liked with Ron. Rarely did she engage in love-making with someone other than her husband, it was only sex, but Bonnie would be an exception to that rule, at least for today anyways.
Kim pulled back when Ron moved in, and he did the same, gentle kisses, light caresses up and down Bonnie's body, until the woman was a shivering mass, just aching to explode.
It didn't take long before Bonnie was ready, Ron had been priming her for over an hour at this point, and they all knew it. Ron gave Bonnie another, deeper kiss, before moving between the brunette's legs, positioning himself. Kim smiled at Bonnie as she grabbed a hold of Ron's cock, and it was Kim who glided it up and down Bonnie's wet folds, her breathing heavy as she heard both her partners moaning at the sensations. Finally, she paused, placing him right at her opening, and Ron, catching his cue, slid in slowly and gently, his seven inches sliding in with ease. Bonnie moaned at the slow entry, and then moaned further when Kim latched her lips onto Bonnie's left nipple, suckling softly yet firmly.
Ron set a soft, easy pace, maximizing his own energies while driving Bonnie wild. Kim could feel Bonnie squirming under their ministrations, and when Bonnie arched, she moved her attentions to the other nipple, this time nibbling gently. That was all that Bonnie needed, as she came for the first time in over an hour. But Ron wouldn't let her peak end, as he started driving himself into Bonnie faster, extending her climax as far as he could drive it. When Bonnie finally came down from her high, she had been climaxing for over two minutes. Ron, having cum several times already, had managed to ride out the waves and now slowed down again, controlling the pace.
Kim slid her hand down Bonnie's body, stroking and massaging, until she reached Bonnie's clit. Stroking it in time with Ron's thrusts, Kim could feel the build-up of tensions in Bonnie's body again. Moving her face up to kiss Bonnie again, the red head's tongue began dueling with Bonnie's. Kim almost jumped when she felt a hand cupping her, and glanced down only long enough to see that Bonnie had worked her hand in between them, and was slowly pushing two fingers in and out of her in time with Ron, and Kim realized just how on edge she herself was.
For twenty minutes, Ron and Kim maintained the steady pace, bringing Bonnie off twice more before, on the fourth one, Ron found it to be far too much for him to handle, even after multiple times. As Bonnie's pussy clenched him in orgasm one final time, Ron's own climax struck, and the blond groaned as his seed shot deep into Bonnie. Kim, seeing both of them reaching climax simultaneously, worked her own fingers over her clit, bringing herself to climax with her husband and lover.
With a sigh, the three fell onto the bed, breathing heavily. Bonnie leaned over, giving first Kim a kiss, and then Ron. “That was... wow. And you get that all the time K?”
Kim giggled softly. “As often as I can get it, which pretty much means daily.”
Bonnie struggled to get up, groaning with the effort. “I guess I should get going. I have to get home, the babysitter...”
Ron pulled Bonnie quickly back down. “Bonnie, you are not going home, not like this. You shouldn't be alone right now, and you know it.”
Bonnie gave Ron a brief look. “Are you serious? I know your rules, no one sticks around afterwards, and you don't stay out.”
Kim took Bonnie's other hand, pulling her back to the bed. “Bonnie, we care about you, and you may not realize it, but you just had a huge breakthrough. You're staying with us tonight, and that's final!”
“But what about...”
“I'll call my Mom, she'll pick up Veronica and keep an eye on her with our two rugrats. All right?”
Bonnie just looked uncertain as her gaze shifted between the two of them. “So long as you're sure, I don't want to intrude...”
Ron pulled Bonnie into a hug, silencing her. “Bonnie, you're not intruding. Now you go to sleep, and Kim will take care of all the details.”
Bonnie mumbled something, but her arms moved around Ron's chest, holding and squeezing him like a stuffed animal. Kim smiled at the picture, and after sharing a look with her husband, headed off to the living room to get to the phone. Her mom was more than happy to pick up Veronica and keep her until she brought the rest of the kids home from their weekend with their grandparents. Her dad was still uncomfortable with the situation, even after five years, but for her mom, it was business as usual, and she usually chatted with the other members of the group to assess things when she had the chance.
The next call was to Tara, and she hoped her friend wouldn't be tied up in something... or more likely, tying someone else up in something. When Tara answered on the second ring, Kim was relieved. “Mankey residence, Tara speaking.”
“Hey Tara, it's Kim. You busy?”
“No, not much. I cut things short, just like you and Josh did. Anything wrong?”
Kim glanced over at the bedroom, smiling. “No, not at all. In fact, I think Bonnie finally had that breakthrough you were hoping for.”
“Really?” Tara's excitement was evident in her tone. “Should I call her, or head over...”
“Just come over here in the morning, Bonnie's going to stay the night with us, and you can talk with her then.”
Kim could hear Tara's excited whispers to her husband before her friend came back on the phone. “You can't believe how good it is to hear this. And how are you doing? I know you don't like partners to stick around afterwards.”
“I'm fine with Bonnie.” Kim chuckled softly as she considered what she just said. “Can you believe I actually said that? Five years ago, I never would have considered that a possibility. Now...”
There was a pause on the other end of the line before Tara responded. “Are you sure you want me to come over just for Bonnie, or for you as well?”
Kim fidgeted slightly, breathing shallowly. “I'm fine, really. It's just... okay, it was on my mind a bit tonight, but it will keep until tomorrow.”
“Are you sure Kim? If you need to talk, I can be over in five minutes, you know that.” The concern in Tara's voice was obvious to anyone.
“No, I'll be fine. Ron and Bonnie are here now, if I need someone. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? I'll even make breakfast.”
Tara laughed on the other end of the line. “You're making breakfast? Should I bring the fire department with me when I come over?”
“Haha, very funny.” Kim was only slightly amused. “I haven't started a fire in the kitchen in almost seven years, and that even wasn't my fault. Just for that, it's toasted bagels and coffee for you.”
“Actually, that sounds good to me. I think I need to lose a couple pounds, my outfit was a touch tight on me tonight. All right, I'll see you in the morning.”
Kim finished making her goodbyes, and then slipped quietly back into the bedroom. She found Ron and Bonnie where she had left them, with Bonnie clutching tight to Ron, their gentle, even breathing indicating they were both asleep. Adjusting the covers, Kim slid in beside Bonnie, and draped one of her arms over the brunette. Snuggling close, Kim closed her eyes, sinking into a deep and contented sleep.
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Author’s Notes – Why does Kim have an itch for the strange on occasion? Why does Kim thank Tara for teaching Ron to be a domme? And how did they get into swinging in the first place? Stay tuned, and all will be revealed!
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