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The Grass is Greener	By : TheMater Category: Kim Possible > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 28726 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, KiGo or the characters used herein; no money is made off this work

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“Spread your legs, Bonnie.”
The former diva and cheerleader was reduced to a mere nod as she did as she was told. Monique and Tara chuckled deviously as Bonnie’s folds were already dripping wet through her lace panties.
The two women turned Bonnie’s body around as her head now hung off the edge of the bed. The blonde woman, Tara, positioned herself and her strap-on over Bonnie’s pussy, while Monique held Bonnie’s head parallel to the ground before roughly slipping her cock right down Bonnie’s throat.
The brunette on the bed was overwhelmed as the two women slid in at the same time, rather roughly and unceremoniously.
“AH-…ACK!”
Bonnie struggled to adjust to Monique’s length in her throat, tears streaming down her forehead with her head upside down. She wanted to cough, but Monique allowed her no respite when holding Bonnie’s head in place. Despite the pain, Bonnie began to stroke Monique every time she thrust out, perhaps more so out of habit than anything else. Monique didn’t have the girth to completely occupy Bonnie’s mouth and throat, a wet plop noise made every time she plunged back into the brunette’s mouth.
If Bonnie could talk right now, she would have screamed how much she enjoyed getting tea-bagged by Monique’s balls just then. Even if they were being rough with her, Bonnie enjoyed every second of her submission, of her pain.
It was a stark contrast to her demeanor in high school, what with her need to be the queen bee in anything and everything. She was rude, obnoxious and arrogant even to her cronies in day-to-day life. Yet, here Bonnie was a willing sex slave to two women having their way with her. This was evidenced by how stretched out both of her holes seemed, what with years of secret meetings and taking Monique and Tara up her ass and in her pussy. Her husband Brick Flagg had nothing on what they did to her.
As Tara was a piston in and out of her pussy with the strap-on, she sloppily French-kissed Monique as they fondled each other’s breasts.
Bonnie’s pussy was welcoming and incredibly wet, her juices making it easy for Tara to smash the brunette to the hilt every time. As a former follower of the girl in high school, she never would have imagined behind out from her reins pounding her to a pulp in bed. Much less that Bonnie would be so aroused and willing.
Even so, Bonnie’s willingness made her feel each thrust even more. The way the smooth strap-on slid inside of her, sending a shiver up her spine each time. The way Monique’s member pulsed in her throat, triggering and reacting to her gag reflex. The way it all felt so familiar, as if these two women were the only ones who could get her off.
Which was true, actually. Bonnie had already cummed once, though it didn’t stop Tara and Monique from pumping her relentlessly through it all.
Monique increased her pace and began to choke Bonnie just a bit in the process. The brunette’s eyes widened in response, and the control exerted by the black woman only heightened Bonnie’s sense of helplessness and arousal. The wet slaps in both of her orifices dominated the room, only joined by sloppy kisses and the occasional slap on Bonnie’s breasts.
After a few hard thrusts, Monique yelled.
“SHIT, I’M CUMMING!” Her thick, sweet cum practically filled Bonnie’s stomach just then, a few straggling ropes coating Bonnie’s mouth and face as Monique pulled out. Bonnie, intoxicated by the familiar substance, could only rush to swallow it all after licking her face clean.
The black woman sat against the headboard of the bed as she tapped Tara’s ass while stroking her cock absent-mindedly.
“Tara, spear her for me?” The girlfriends smirked at each other as Tara understood immediately.
The blonde brought Bonnie’s legs up beside the brunette’s head on the bed, shifting her weight atop Bonnie so she could spear her easily. By now, Bonnie’s body was covered in a sheeny spray of sweat…and other liquids…that no longer betrayed her lack of resistance.
“AH!” Was the response to Tara’s first plunge, as she let the blonde pin her hands to the bed while her head bounced in rhythm to how the mattress shook.
As the minutes passed – and after another orgasm – Bonnie’s moans became louder and less intelligible as Tara was panting heavily from the exercise. All the while, Monique’s strokes became faster as she found herself fully stiff again.
“Tara, you look so hot right now. Bring her over here, I’m hard and ready again.”
Almost too giddy, Tara did so without pulling out of Bonnie, positioning her ass over Monique’s cock.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Bonnie’s guttural scream shook the windows as Monique invaded her anus, stretching her reddened ass out even further. Her third orgasm followed almost instantly, her cum now dripping onto herself, Tara’s legs and Monique’s scrotum all at once.
With her back against Monique’s chest and Tara still looming above her, Bonnie bordered on the edge of consciousness as she could feel Monique’s cock rub against Tara’s strap-on inside of her. Her arms were only supported by Monique’s hold, her legs only kept afloat as they rested on Tara’s shoulders.
Otherwise, Bonnie was completely limp as the pleasure dominated every one of her senses. She felt them inside of her, she could smell the fabulous mixture of sweat and bodily fluid, she could (barely) see the determination and mischief in Tara’s eyes, she could still taste Monique’s sweet seed and she could hear how they cursed her and talked dirty in her ear. For her part, Bonnie’s moans were more like heavy grunts with any and all control lost to the two women dominating her.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! TAKE IT ALL, BITCH!” Monique’s unloading her second load into Bonnie’s ass, not even noticing how Tara had been fingering herself so they could cum at the same time. The two stared into each other’s eyes as intense as can be.
Bonnie felt so full, and the warmth of Monique’s seed in her ass was too much to take in combination with the toy in her canal. Not a second later, she passed out sandwiched between the two women still inside of her.
Tara pulled out and carefully made sure Bonnie was off Monique’s rod before practically throwing her onto the other side of the bed, a mix of cum and pussy juice covering her whole pelvic area. Her legs flopped and settled in her torn stockings and garter. The blonde lied on Monique’s chest, both of them breathing heavily from the episode tonight.
“Fuuuuuuck…I fucking love you, Tara.” Monique breathed out as she aimlessly cuddled her giggling girlfriend. She must have had good luck to be able to find someone as kinky and open to these things as she was.
‘At least it’s better than the disaster when Kim and I-…never mind.’ Monique shook the thought from her head.
“I love you too, Mo.” The couple eventually fell asleep after their four hours of fun for the day.
An hour later, Bonnie picked up her trench coat and limped her way to her coat. She was sore and sticky all over, but it never bothered her. She savored a drop of cum she noticed on her hand as she drove off, sucking on her finger blissfully.
This was Bonnie’s release, her escape from a boring sex life. As long as she felt good, she would do whatever Monique and Tara told her to do.
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*The following Friday night*
Shego walked up the stairs after work that day, only to see Kim’s legs clad in black tights, heels and a skirt at the door of Kim’s apartment. Feeling cheeky, she snuck up behind the woman and pressed her body to the door before Kim could get her keys out.
“HEY WHAT THE-…oh, hey Shego…” Kim’s anger turned into exasperation, and then into tiredness as Shego backed off.
“Well fuck Pumpkin, you don’t have to sound so happy to see me…” Shego’s patented sarcasm came through as she followed Kim into her living room, but not before giving the woman a light slap on the ass in appreciation.
“I’ll let that one slip, just this once. But sorry, just had a long day. Got into an argument with a senior partner about a big case we’re working on…didn’t end well.” Kim plopped onto her couch with a thud, throwing her briefcase and blazer onto a nearby chair.
Shego joined her and rested Kim’s legs on her lap. She heard Kim exhale deeply before covering her eyes with an arm. Feeling her despair, Shego took off Kim’s heels and lightly massaged her legs and feet – for Kim’s pleasure as much as her own since Kim just decided to wear tights today.
“That sucks. All the more for us to release that tension tonight, no?” Shego sleazily wriggled her eyebrows, eliciting a tired chuckle from the redhead as she look up and rested her head on the armrest.
“About that…I know I said tonight, but…*sigh*…I…” Kim frowned as she looked at Shego with an apologetic expression.
Even though Shego could barely stand up straight at work in anticipation of tonight, she couldn’t bear to coerce Kim into doing their thing tonight. She wondered if she would have had the same restraint a few weeks ago, though she didn’t want to think about why she had changed. It was a strange sight to see Kim so tired, even if it was more mental than physical.
“Say no more. I can wait until tomorrow anyway. ” Shego showed her palm to silence Kim’s rationalization, her smirk only matched by Kim’s look of disbelief with a smile.
“BUT…that doesn’t mean I can’t, you know…” She rubbed Kim’s foot against her crotch, a groan following her sly action.
“Oh my GOD, Shego…really?” Kim faked her exasperation at Shego’s insistence, the green woman feigning ignorance as her hands snaked up Kim’s smooth legs.
Kim’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt Shego’s strong hands gliding over her tights, caressing her inner thighs and teasing her crotch.
‘Shit, Shego was right…this feels incredible…’ It was a new sensation for the redhead feeling Shego massage her through the thin, velvety fabric on her legs. Hell, right now it might as well be the next best thing after having Shego inside of her.
Kim mindlessly rubbed her breasts through her blouse as Shego massaged her clit through the gusset. She sighed through her nose as she bit her lip.
‘What the? They feel bigger…’ Kim shook the thought from her mind when she felt her feet wrap around something hard.
“Kim…please?!” Shego begged the woman to give a foot job to her steel pipe. Kim could even see the veins pulsing in Shego’s cock in anticipation. Kim let herself drop back onto the couch before responding.
“Fine, but you do the work. And try not to get any on the couch, you hear me?” The redhead crossed her arms and closed her eyes, thinking she could slip in a nap while Shego did her thing.
Instead, she felt Shego pull her legs closer, slipping her cock between Kim’s calves, thrusting as if she was fucking Kim’s ass. For the green woman, the feeling was exquisite.
“Shit, Kim…” Kim could see Shego’s intense gaze focused on wrapping her cock with Kim’s legs, sliding her cock across Kim’s tights and staining them with streaks of precum all over.
‘Damn it, Shego…I guess there was good reason to buy so many pairs last week…’
Shego moved to stroke her monster with Kim’s feet, the slender appendages instinctively curling to hug Shego’s length. And by god, it was like fucking a pussy made of silk just then. The smooth tights easily traveled up and down Shego’s girth, the two feet slowly increasing their strokes in frequency and strength under Shego’s guidance.
“UUUUUUUUUUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Shego’s cum rocketed from her dick, arcing through the air and landing across the carpet and coffee table before Shego could direct her jet on Kim’s legs. It was probably the fastest Shego had ever cum, which signaled to Kim just how thoroughly Shego’s fetish triggered her arousal.
‘Shit…shit…I always dreamed of doing something like that…’
As for Shego’s cum, it was like a floodgate had just burst open. By the time she collapsed onto the couch, Shego had shot a single, continuous stream of cum all over Kim’s feet and legs, coating her black tights in hot, green seed.
“God damn, Shego…these aren’t even salvageable. Help me out of these and throw them away.” Kim wasn’t even annoyed at ruining a good pair. She had to be impressed by how much cum Shego had expelled.
After carefully removing and throwing away the tights, Shego returned to see Kim genuinely asleep on the couch, curled into the fetal position facing the TV. Or so she thought.
“Hmmm…Sheegs, can you make dinner? Surprise me.” Kim whimpered as she shifted in her position.
“Uh…ummm…yeah. I’ll, uh…I’ll see what there is.” For whatever reason, Shego hated how normal the atmosphere seemed considering what they had just done. It scared her into thinking this whole…THING…was more serious than it seemed.
Despite her apprehension in her mind, Shego complied without a word or second thought. As she walked towards the kitchen, she had to wonder exactly what was going on between them – a topic that had been on her mind more than Shego cared to admit.
Problem was, hell would have to freeze over for Shego to even bring that subject to Kim’s attention.
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*Saturday night*
As Shego rested on Kim’s bed watching TV, Kim was in the shower after dinner that night. It didn’t really make sense, considering that they were going to just get sweaty and sticky all over again. Nonetheless, Shego mindlessly stroked herself to get hard and ready for when Kim came back in what Shego imagined would be only a towel.
*CLICK*
As she was about to open one of her mega, heat-proof condoms, Shego heard the door click with Kim emerging in a MUCH different state. There Kim was, stark naked with a giant strap-on around her waist with hands on her hips. She wore a devious smirk as she sauntered towards her bed.
Somehow, Shego backed up into the headboard as her eyes grew wide. Kim approached her, only for Shego to slide to the other end of the bed.
“Kim, just what do you think you’re going to do with that?!” The green woman’s shrieking, high-pitched voice betrayed her usual confidence. Kim crawled onto the bed and hovered over Shego as she whispered in her ear.
“What do you think? It’s my turn to fuck you senseless.” Shego was taken aback at the mere prospect. She was the one that fucked others, and she most certainly did NOT get fucked.
In her reverie, she had failed to noticed Kim straddle her and pin her to the bed. The sudden fear set in as she struggled against the surprisingly wiry redhead holding her.
“KIM, WHAT THE FLYING FUCK?!”
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