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Quickies	By : battleaxe Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 15279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bonnie & Jr’s Big Night

Bonnie Rockwaller paced the floor obviously distressed. “I can’t believe Possible was there!” She railed for the hundredth time since leaving the restaurant. Ms. Rockwaller wasn’t a big girl at least not in height. Although she was attractive, with skin that had a natural tan colour almost as if her ancestors had come from southern Europe. Dark brown hair fell to just below her shoulder blades and tonight was well done up as only an expensive hairdresser could accomplish. Aqua coloured eyes peeked out from a face that was not the most friendly but very pleasant to look at, also done up while at the salon. The body of a cheerleader, well tone and highly maintained. She had nice long legs with large but not mammoth breasts. This tight little package was decked out in a designer dress that hugged ever curve and accented the more obvious attributes.
She was still very annoyed for her arch rival of the cheer squad had shown up at the same high class restaurant along with some dark hair chick accompanied by a guy that was blue. The resulting mêlée had closed the place down until the damages could be repaired. The meaning was that she and her gentleman were forced to go else were to a less than acceptable establishment. Bonnie was still miffed about the whole evening. “I mean every where I go she’s there with that useless boyfriend of hers to ruin my life!”
“I know. She’s like that with all my father’s plains.” Senior Senior Junior commented, sort of listening to what she had to say. It wasn’t easy she kept going on and on it was difficult to concentrate.
“See” Bonnie clawed at the sky almost imploring the world to do something “She’s a natural pain in the butt.”
The pair had been forced to head to a lower class of eatery instead of the romantic one planed so things weren’t going as well as originally planed for their big date. Now after a mediocre meal they were back at the Senior’s island lair and more specifically Jr’s room. It was large as were all the rooms not to mention everything else in is this abode. The bed was large enough for many, many people to enjoy a good romp. All the furnishing were of the best quality and plenty of mirrors surrounded giving one a good view of every part of ones body.
Senior Senior Junior was a big boy, well buffed and heavily tanned. His upper torso was well muscled but it looked as if he hadn’t spent as much time on the lower half of his torso for it seemed a little small and spindly. A bright yellow t-shirt and leather pants were the only clothing he wore but his hair was impeccable. Dark and well le
Gouped. Underneath that hair was a brain easily board and somewhat vacant.
“Don’t worry my princess there will be other chances.” He pulled her in close pressing her body to his own.
“Oh Junior that’s so wonderful.” She swooned over him. “I know what we can do now.” Bonnie smiled a hungry smile, her eyes smouldering. Reaching up one long nailed finger she tweaked him upon the nose before slithering her body down his torso. Now upon her knees Bon Bon undid the belt holding the tight leather pants in place, the button popped and the zipper slid noisily down. Jr let out a giggle and danced in place excited about the prospects for the rest of the evening.
Her eyes smouldered as Bonnie looked into the empty eyes of her sole mate, her fingers playing at the waste band of his banana hammock. With pants open far enough for good access Bonnie Rockwaller seized the tiny briefs and pulled them low.
Head shook several times and her eyes blinked rapidly. Doing another take she looked down upon the manhood of her Junior “Junior do you take steroids?” she asked in some disbelief.
“Well I have in the past. To make my muscles stand out, you know so I look more buff.” He smiled flexing his chest showing off his rock hard abs and awesome pecs.
A sob escaped for out poor lady as she banged her head multiple times against his abdomen. Her former boyfriend Brick Flagg had the dubious nick-name of Pencil Dick Brick but right now her memory of those times made this all the more disappointing. Junior did not have what could be classified as a large penis, in actual fact is was very tiny, and her dainty little finger we’re about the same size. She whimpered once more asking herself why that bitch Possible had all the luck. Her loser boyfriend was small but reportedly had a massive member. Why did these things always happen to her? “Jr. can I see your bank book?”
“I do not understand why all the girls I have ever been with always ask that question?” With a look that his dignity had been somehow wounded Junior pointed over to the dresser.
Scurrying over Bon Bon quickly scanned over the assorted junk festooned about the top until she found a simple red book encased in a clear plastic folder. Quickly flipping through the pages her eyes took in all those wonderfully large numbers; those very extensive numbers the ones that contained many, many zeros. Immediately her pulse began to race as her excitement level picked up, this was the man for her.
The little booklet slipped back onto the ledge as Bonnie Rockwaller turned to face her new found boyfriend. One strap of her dress slide from her shoulder fallowed seconds later by it’s twin. Then the whole ensemble slithered down her form pooling about her feet. With a little kick she sent the fabric zipping in the direction of her consort. On a normal date night and tonight being no different she wore nothing underneath so the entire package was open from her beautiful round breasts to her silky smooth shaven pussy.
His eyes glazed over as a nervous giggle emanated from within. This girl was so incredibly hot, better than all the others, including those he had paid for. “You like what you see Junior?”
“Oh very much so.” His smile seemed permanent and a little misshapen.
Wrapping her arms about his neck she embraced him with a long passionate kiss. She could feel his hands running about her body, tickling her spine and squeezing her but cheeks.
Breaking off the kiss Junior grasped hold of one of those magnificent globes of flesh, feeling the weight testing the firm roundness. One thumb carefully flicked about the dark nipple amused as it popped back whenever he let go. Mouth gradually moved downward taking the nipple into his lips suckling the gland letting his softness brush over his tongue.
Sighing slightly as she ran her finger through his hair messing up the style. It felt wonderful his lips upon her, his tongue working as it wound its way around the outside, of her nipple, his teeth as they brushed up. She felt her body spasm as his teeth locked onto one of her most sensitive areas of her body. A scream caught in her throat as susceptible nerve ending designed more for pleasure than the sheer excruciating pain that rifled to her brain. She was not a piece of tough meat that needed to be heavily chewed.
Biting her lip as tears began welling up she scoped his chin with her hand bringing him up to eye level. “That enough Junior why don’t you take me now?” her voice almost cracking.
She let him scoop her up in his arms and carry her to his waiting bed where he lay her down amidst the soft slick silk sheets. Large pillows rested underneath her head the tip of the bed just above. Her smile grew large as he climbed onto the bed hovering just above her in his eye a child like sparkle, reminiscent of a young person finding a dream present at Christmas.
Taking his penis she guided the member inside her, feeling its hospitality amongst her bodily fluids. Reaching up she stroked his cheek with the tips of her fingers letting them gradually run down his shoulder over his back and down to his firm buns.
Giving them a good squeeze she pushed him in, grinding her hips against his.
Senior Junior let out a girlish squeal and thrust forward, ploughing his pelvis into hers. With one good hump he plunged his penis as deep inside her as it would go. He could feel her propel forward with every lunge, the hypnotic rhythm of her breasts as they bounded to his beat. Knowing he was pleasing her, she moaned loudly after every low thud.
Finally after long moments his body began to quiver and a pressure built up between his legs. With a groan his body tensed and with one final time lunge he unloaded his seed deep inside her. Within moments he had finished pulsating and he rolled off, lying spent by her side.
Bonnie was stunned as she rolled off the other side of the bed, crashing upon the floor in a heap. Her body ached like it had never done before. “How are you my loving Princess?” he asked most tenderly, leaning over to view her comatose form.
“I need to use the bathroom.” Her words stumbling out as her brain tried to comprehend just what her evening had become.
“It is the door just to the right. I will be waiting for your return.” His smile was tender as he watch her crawl unsteadily towards the door. His view was picturesque, the sight of her naked pussy leaking slightly as his semen dribbled out between her lips.
Bonnie needed the help of the sink to rise from the floor. The sight that greeted her was not pleasing. Her eyes were slightly glazed over and her expression was one of stunned condemnation. Her one nipple was swelling with a tinge of bluish purple outlining the areola. She winced as her fingers brushed the top of her cranium; a large welt was forming from the multiple times her skull had cracked against the headboard of his bed.
If she wished to continue this relationship she would have to take charge or he would end up killing her with kindness.
Looking past all the hair care products, body cleansers and various commodities designed to bring out the best a person could be, she found a bottle of pain killers. Removing the lid, spilling out one tiny white tablet she stared down at the tiny compressed powder piece and figured a second would be needed before round two. Popping both into her mouth, swallowing then quickly she breathed a sigh and prepared to face her lover once more.
A slight snore echoed through the large room and she re-entered. Junior lay sprawled out upon the center of the bed; his limbs splayed out in every direction limp little dick hanging down between his legs. Poor Bonnie let out a whimper, this so could not be happening to her.
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