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CROSSED LINES.

A Johnny Test Hentai Fanfic.

THIS IS AN UNOFFICIAL CONTINUATION OF "Johnny and the Limit", which was written by vic elor. I recommend that your read his fanfic first. I do not have exclusive rights to continue his story. I think of this as A continuation, not THE continuation.

by Belfry.

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX:

Mary woke up, her lumbar slightly hurting, not near as bad as before. She glanced over at the clock. 11:43. 'I'll have to wait until Johnny comes home to see him.' she thought. Maybe it was the medications she is taking, maybe it was her lack of vaginal sex, but every time she woke up, she was horny. 'It's so unfair!', she thought, 'I want Johnny in my woosiwoo so bad! It must be driving HIM crazy, too, having to wait for my back to get better. If it doesn't get any more painful, I think I could handle his cock inside me!'

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Jillian and Johnny were cuddling each other, both still naked after their lovemaking. His caressing her breasts and butt was making him hard again. Jillian had her hands over his shoulder, rubbing his neck and kissing him over and over. She was so happy, so relieved, that she felt like a giddy little girl, happiest she had been in a long time.

"Jillian," Johnny asked, "are you happy?"

"Oh, Johnny," Jillian said between kisses, "I'm the happiest...(kiss)...girl in the universe...(kiss)...and I want...(kiss)...you to make me...(kiss)...cum again and...(kiss)...again until I...(kiss)...pass out from...(kiss)...pleasure," taking Johnny's right hand and placing it on her left breast, gently squeezing his hand on her nipple, making Johnny harder.

Johnny relaxed as her hand moved down to his cock and started jerking him off. Johnny took the hint and started fingering her cum-filled pussy. Jillian started moaning again, twisting her hips as she is still sensitive. Johnny started thrust his fingers faster inside her, as she leaned down and took Johnny's cock in her mouth again, sucking him as fast and as hard as she could. In mere moments, they were both at a frenzy pace. Neither Jillian nor Johnny could hold back anymore, as they both came, a mixture of Jillian's and his own cum squirting onto his hand, while he shot four hearty squirts into her mouth, Jillian swallowing all of it, with a sense of pride beaming on her face.

Johnny turned so his head was now at the foot of the bed with Jillian's face. She grabbed his face with her hands and deep kissed him. "Easy! Not so hard!", Johnny said, then she released him. "Sorry...", she said.

"Jillian," Johnny hesitantly asked, "Will you do something for me, please?"

"Of course," she whispered back, thinking it was something sexually kinky he wanted.

"Can you keep Gil from being executed? For me?"

Jillian's face turned angry for a second, but when she looked into Johnny's pleading eyes, her rage calmed, and then she asked him, "Why should I?"

Johnny calmly said, "I hate him for what he did to you, but if he dies, then he won't learn from his mistake."

Sometimes, Johnny has a knack for saying the right thing at the right time. "You would let him go? Off Scot-free?", Jillian asked.

"Heavens, no! He must be punished! I can't ask you to forgive him, but can you at least spare his life? Please?"

Jillian closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She held him close and said, "If the court decides to execute him, I can't stop it. But for you, my love, I will ask for mercy for him. I still hate him, and I wish he was dead, but I won't risk losing your love by spilling his blood."

Johnny smiled as he leaned forward and kissed her. "Is there anything I can do to...say, thank you?"

"Yeaaahhh," Jillian slyly whispered, "You can make me cum again..."

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Sissy was worried. First Missy had disappeared, and now Johnny failed to show at school! He did text her, saying he'd see her at school today, and she wanted to talk to him. Something was up. She had sent him a very sexually explicit picture of herself, trying to get Johnny more interested in her, maybe come over to her house for a "visit", but he seemed to have gotten upset about it.

She was back to wearing her usual outfit. What she didn't have was her ponytail. That will take time to grow back. One day in a dress was enough for her! Besides, it DID serve it's purposes, to get the room and Johnny! All the looks and attention she got! She had never considered herself 'hot', but since she and Johnny made love yesterday, she felt a sense of confidence she had never had before.

'Oh, Johnny,' she thought, temporarily daydreaming about him, 'If today was Friday, I'd be pissed! We have a date to keep, and Johnny, I plan to fuck your brains out!'

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Susan was having a hard time concentrating on Professor Slopsink's lecture. 'I fucked my Dad," she kept thinking over and over. 'How could I? I mean, fucking Johnny is one thing, but Dad? With Johnny, I had already done that because Mary put her love for him inside me, but how can I face Dad anymore? Will Dad want more? Does he even REMEMBER about what we did?'

Susan blinked when she heard her name. "Mizz Suzzan," Slopsink said, "I know you're worried about your zizter, but try to keep up wizz the rest of the clazz".

She shook her head to clear it, but couldn't get the image of Johnny and his cock in their mother out of her head. Poor Johnny, he must really be confused! If anyone ever called him a motherfucker, they'd have no idea how right they were!

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"I can't stay here all day," Johnny said. Both he and Jillian were getting dressed, after a quick sonic shower together, "I've already missed half a day of school, and if Dad finds out, I'm screwed!"

Jillian started giggling at that last remark. "He wouldn't be that far off...", she said as she fell into full laughter. Johnny started laughing, too, realizing the joke on himself. As soon as they work the laughter out and finished dressing, he walked over, held her hand, and leaned up to kiss her again.

"His trial is tomorrow. Now that I can call you on your cell, I can have you transported back here. Call me on your way to school tomorrow morning," Jillian said.

Johnny nodded his head. Gil WAS his friend, but he would still stand up for him, for old times sake. They held hands as they walked towards the door, breaking contract when the door opened. Jillian's escort was still at his post, on the other side of the door. As they stepped out, he could smell the scent of sex, and grinned. 'That Test kid is a very lucky guy', he thought as he came to attention, then followed both of them to the Transport Room.

As they stepped in, Jillian straightened her posture, and went into what she called her 'royal' mode. As Johnny stepped on the platform, she stood facing him, her back to everyone else in the room. She said, "Thank you for your visit, Master Test. It was a pleasure for your company," after which she winked wickedly at Johnny. She continued, "I will see you tomorrow before court is in session. Have a nice day!"

"Thank YOU, Princess," Johnny said as he bowed, then saw the Transport Room dissolve, then reform into the sidewalk where he was transported from that morning. He tried to hurry to school, but found himself starting to stagger. "That girl is insatiable," he said as he slowed down to a walk, "Two weeks of marriage with her, and I wouldn't be able to walk!"

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"You're doing great, honey," Lila said to Mary. She had started with short walks, to and from the bathroom, slowly using her walker to help her. "Remember, push the walker, and barely lift it! That's why it has front wheels," Lila said.

"Mom, can I have supper with everyone tonight?", Mary asked.

"I don't see why not. I'll get your father to carry you down the steps. I think you'll like having some time out of your room," Lila said.

'But not until after I have some time with Johnny,' she thought. With that thought, she momentarily lost her concentration, not lifting the walker enough, and the rubber feet snagged on the carpet, almost causing her to fall. She felt a jolt of pain as she caught herself, whispering "Fuck!", hoping her mother didn't hear her. She did.

"MARY DIANE TEST!", Lila said. Mary knew she was in for it now! Her mother called her by her FULL NAME! "A hurt back doesn't give you an excuse to use that kind of language!", smiling at her daughter, trying to keep from laughing.

Mary thought, 'If she got this mad at me just saying 'Fuck', she'd really blow up if she knew about me and Johnny's lovemaking!'

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Gil was sleeping on the cot, when he awoke to the sound of the guard yelling, "Nexdor! Your protector is here!" Gil heard the forcefield shut off, and looked up to see Lieutenant Thompson smiling at him. "I have some good news," he said. Gil sat up.

Thompson sat down at the table and opened the envelope he carried. He pulled out a piece of paper and said, "I met with Chief Opposer Burkhart. The rape charge has been reduced to illegal sexual contact with a female yet to conclude her Maturity Ceremony, provided you plead guilty," he said.

"Dude, so you cut a deal! What's the catch?", Gil asked.

"Best deal I could get you is three years...", Thompson said.

"No way! I'll be...be...OLD when I get out of prison!", Gil exclaimed.

"Prisons?", Thompson asked. "There are no prisons on Vegandon."

"Where do I do the three years? Jail?", Gil asked.

"Jails are for minor crimes only. Prison time is done using SimTime."

"SimTime? What's that?"

"Simulated Time," Thompson said, "you would call it a Virtual Prison."

"Doesn't sound that bad...", Gil said.

"It is THAT BAD," Thompson answered him, "It simulates a three year prison term in just three days of real time. The good thing is in three days, you'll be returned home. The bad thing is you will have all the memories and experiences of prison incarceration, without the costs and expense of actually locking up, feeding, and clothing you for three years. Three years of hell."

"Of hell?", Gil asked.

"Prison is not meant to be fun. It's to punish you for your crime. Better than execution for rape or gelding for illegal sexual contact with a female yet to conclude her Maturity Ceremony."

"Gelding?"

"Castration."

Gil had heard of this. He heard some chick named Lorena did that to her husband. He covered his penis real quick. "No way!", he yelled.

"So you'll take the deal?", Thompson asked.

"Yeah."

Thompson handed him another sheet of paper and a pen. "Sign above your name. After your court appearance, you'll immediately start your sentence."

Gil signed his name, and Thompson said, as he stood up, "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

As Thompson left the cell, and the force field went back up, Gil laid back down on the cot, thinking, 'Three days for that sweet piece of pussy...good deal!'
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