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Kimmediate Gratification	By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 12537 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Chapter 6 --- Is It Monique Or Is It Memorex?

Kim and Monique, along with the ever-present cameramen, chased the suspect through the streets of Middleton. Wade’s crime predictor software had worked, aided by the extreme predictability of this particular perp, and they had intercepted the crime before it had even occurred. There hadn’t even been a breakin, just confrontation followed by flight. It was not necessary to catch the perp in an actual crime, as she was already a convicted felon who had escaped from prison.
The fugitive led them past crowds, resulting in confused looks as people saw Kim Possible apparently being chased by Kim Possible. Some of them figured it out, however. “Oh, right,” a man said to his companion as the real Kim flashed past. “They’re after Camille Leon. Again.”
Camille-as-Kim ducked into the middle of the next crowd and worked her way through it, nanomorping several times before she came to a halt in the interior. Of course, she was still wearing a duplicate of Kim’s mission gear, but people that far inside didn’t know what was going on.
Kim and Monique reached the edge of the crowd. They couldn’t see all of the clothes, but there was another way to find Camille. “Will all of you please stand still for a moment?” Kim asked. Everyone complied, thrilled that they would soon see themselves on TV. Kim slowly scanned the mass of bodies with a device that could detect the presence of nanobots, specifically Phase 1 nanobots. Even though the recent nanobot upgrade had been referred to as Phase 2, it was actually Phase 3 and the restricted Tweeb version Phase 2. Camille Leon was the only person who had the actual Phase 1. Sure enough, the scanner pinged and a few seconds later Kim homed onto an Asian girl, who they found was indeed wearing mission gear. Camille bolted and the chase was on again.
“Go get her, Kim!” somebody yelled after them.
The pursuit transversed three more blocks, into a more rundown section of town, then Camille, still wearing the Asian face and Kim’s clothes, ducked into a warehouse. Kim and Monique followed, wary of an ambush. There wasn’t much open space. Their quarry could be hiding anywhere.
Kim pulled out the nanobot scanner again. The signal was faint, as the emissions from the bots were weak and this place was big, but she was getting a vague direction. Hopefully it would home in as she got closer.
Sure enough, the signal started getting stronger, indicating she was approaching Camille’s location. It had to be her. She could not ditch the nanobots like an ordinary tracer, at least not without draining all the blood from her entire body.
Finally the signal indicated that Camille was within a few feet. She had to be right around the next corner in the aisle between two rows of shelves. Kim lunged around it, dropping into a combat stance, to find no one there.
Then there was a thump and groan behind her. She whirled to find a Monique lying on the floor stunned, with another Monique standing over her. “Girl, she almost took me out. She was on top of the shelves and tried to jump down on me. But I dodged and she hit the floor instead.”
During the last fight with Camille, there had been confusion as to who was Kim and who was not. So this time, both Kim and Monique had worn belts of a style slightly different from the regular mission gear. This Monique was wearing the regular belt. So Kim spin kicked her in the head and laid her out beside the real Monique. Now there were two groggy Moniques on the floor.
Kim made sure her sidekick was okay, and helped her up. Camille also managed to get to her feet, somewhat unsteadily. She turned to face her pursuers, realizing with a shock that her own tactics were being used against her. Kim had nanomorphed and now all three of the combatants were Monique. Camille knew she should be concentrating on Kim, as the greater danger, but which one was Kim?
Rather than try to figure it out, she broke and ran again. The problem was that the only available direction was into the aisle and there was no place she could go except straight down it. She made it about two thirds of the way before being tackled by one of the Moniques.
“Let’s see some more of those Pain King moves,” one Monique said. The other locked her arms and legs around the downed Monique until she was unable to move.
The non-binding Monique morphed back into Kim. Camille morphed back into herself as there was no point in maintaining the illusion. She obviously wasn’t going anywhere.
Kim gave Camille a grim smile. “Now that the excitement is over, let’s have a chat.” She looked the villainess in the eye. “I’m not just taking you back to jail this time. I’m ending your career. After tonight, you’ll never be able to commit another crime. At least not using nanomorphing.”
Camille looked at Kim nervously. “What are you talking about? You never do anything other than take us to jail. I’m not the only person you’ve fought more than once. You’ve put Drakken in jail a bunch of times.”
“With you, it’s personal. It pisses me off when you try to damage my reputation by committing crimes in my name. I’m tired of your shit. It ends now.”
Camille was starting to look really frightened now. “What are you going to do to me?”
“Relax. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m just going to fuck you. When your control bots come in contact with Phase 3 bots, you’ll be upgraded like everyone else. And that will be the end of the crime. You won’t be able to use your bots for anything more than mischief. On top of that, once the epidemic spreads to everyone, you’ll be no different from anyone else.” Kim sighed. “But I’m not a rapist. You’ll have to agree to it.”
Camille thought about it. “Will I get out of jail if I let you fuck me?”
“No, I have no control over that. And the breakout will add more time to your sentence. Again. But I will testify to the parole board that you can’t repeat this particular crime again. And I’ll visit you in prison, like I do when Shego is incarcerated.”
“Then fuck it,” Camille snapped. “It does me no good to go along. Your fans will just have to watch you rape me.”
“Actually, that would probably boost the ratings. We aren’t on Diz any more. But like I said, I’m not a rapist. Time for Plan B.”
Kim reached into her utility pocket and pulled out a small device. It looked like a derringer, though the muzzle was obviously not for projectiles.
Camille looked anxious. “You said you wouldn’t hurt me.”
“That I did,” Kim agreed, “but I didn’t say I wouldn’t fuck you up. This won’t hurt a bit. But it will cause you mental anguish like you wouldn’t believe.” She held up the pseudo-gun. “This is an external nanobot controller. The reason for the barrel is because it is highly directional. It will affect your control bots, but not ours. Speaking of which...move your head away from hers, Monique.”
Camille began to struggle, trying to make her head a difficult target. Monique couldn’t do much about it, not having any spare limbs for control. But Kim just placed the device at point blank range, but still not pointing toward Monique’s head.
After the device was activated, Camille did an involuntary, preprogrammed nanomorph. Kim heard one of the cameramen gasp, followed by an amused chuckle. Then Kim flipped a switch and hit her again, shutting off the bots.
“You can let her go now, Monique. Our work here is done. We don’t need to bother with prison now. Her body is her prison. She’ll be stuck like this for the rest of her life.”
“Stuck like what?” Camille asked in panic as she rose to her feet. Her eyes widened further at the sound of her new voice.
Kim used the wrist Kimmunicator to take a picture of Camille’s new face, then showed it to her.
If Camille was anxious before, it was nothing compared to now. “Oh, my fucking god, I’m a guy. An old guy. An old ugly guy.”
Kim made sympathetic noises. “Yeah, I’m afraid you’ll have to do without the paparazzi from now on. You aren’t particularly photogenic now. But look on the bright side. Don’t you recognize who you are? This guy is beloved by the whole country. Millions of people would love to meet the new you.”
Monique giggled. “Yeah, especially in dark alleys, with baseball bats.”
“Oh, that reminds me,” Kim said. She activated the Kimmunicator, triggered the relay that tied her into the regular phone system, and punched in a number. “Hello, Homeland Security? This is Kim Possible. You aren’t going to believe this, but I managed to capture Osama bin Laden. All you have to do is come pick him up.”
Kim reported her GPS coordinates and disconnected, then turned to Monique and the cameramen. “C’mon, guys, let’s pack it in.” As the group turned to leave, she fired her parting shot. “Send me a postcard from Gitmo, Camille.”
Camille threw herself down to the floor and latched onto Kim’s ankle, crying hysterically. “Kim, no! You can’t do this!” Kim dragged her a yard or two, then Monique tried to pull her off. Pain King didn’t help this time, as her grip was unbreakable. “Noooooooooooooooo!” she wailed tearfully. “Please, Kim, don’t leave me this way!”
Kim looked down at her. “Are you going to cooperate now?”
“Yes, yes! Anything you say! Fuck me, haul me to jail, dress me in cheap clothes, barbeque Debutante, do anything you want to me! Just don’t leave me like this!”
“All right, Camille,” Kim said. “But I can’t do anything with you down there. C’mon, get up.”
Camille bin Laden was hesitant to let go of Kim’s ankle. “Do you promise to change me back?”
“I promise, though I also promise I’ll change you to him again if you try to run or try to get out of our deal in any way. Just to be on the safe side, I’ll turn your bots off again after you change back to yourself, at least until Phase 3 takes hold. Like I said, one way or another, your criminal nanomorphing days are over.”
Camille got up from the floor and stood in front of Kim. While Monique restrained her again, Kim sent the restart signal to the bots. “Okay, you can morph now.” Camille quickly changed back to herself, then Kim turned the bots off again.
“Quick, let me see,” Camille begged. “Please.”
Kim took another picture to show that Camille was indeed Camille again. “Oh, my god,” the former heiress groaned. “What a fucking relief.” She looked at Kim unsteadily. “But don’t forget to call off Homeland Security.”
“The call was a fake. I was talking to a dead line. Though I can make it for real if you renege.”
Camille looked at her with dead eyes. “I won’t. You got me.”
Kim nodded. “Let’s do this, then.”
Camille humbly knelt on the floor while Kim jerked off into her mouth. The cameramen were shooting the scene from behind Camille, so that the dong wasn’t visible. Even HBO wouldn’t show a actual blowjob on the air. After a few moments, Kim moaned and dumped cum down the throat of the former heiress, soon to be former villainess. Camille gurgled, but had no problem swallowing the load.
As Kim stood there breathing hard, Monique continued watching Camille. Even though she could no longer use nano to commit crimes, she still had to go back to prison, so there was still a chance of bolting while Kim was distracted. But Camille just knelt there numbly.
Kim recovered her senses. “Well, I guess it’s time to go.”
“Yeah,” Camille said dully. “Hopefully they’ll let me have my old cell back.”
“There’s no rush taking you back,” Kim said. “Come back to my house and we can have real sex. The blowjob was for the mission. Now that it’s accomplished, we can take our time and enjoy it. And not in a warehouse.”
Camille looked at her in surprise. “You want to have sex with me? Actual affectionate sex?”
“Sure, why not? Look, I don’t hate you, Camille. I think you’ve done some dumbass things, and I was pissed off about you impersonating me, but you can’t do that any more. I know it sucked being disinherited, but it wasn’t the fault of the people you stole from, or the people you framed. Like I said, I can’t do anything about your sentence, but if you will quit trying to fuck innocent people over, I’ll help however I can.”
Camille just looked at Kim for a while, with an unreadable expression. Then she finally spoke. “All right, Kim.”
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Kim and Monique slowly undressed Camille, while Anne and Missy did the same with them.
Camille was already pretty excited. “Just so you guys know, I haven’t had sex for a while.”
Kim looked at her in surprise. “Why not?”
“How could I, without giving away my nanobots? Nanomorphing was my ‘super power’ if you will. If everybody I fucked got that power, and it spread to everyone else, what was the point in having it? The doctor admitted that was a fuckup on his part. Making them contagious, I mean. His plan was to sell them to people, and everyone else getting them for free kinda defeated that.” She shrugged. “So anyway, I haven’t been with anyone since I got nanobots, just did myself.”
“Well, you’re with someone now,” Kim said softly. She kissed Camille, while Monique stroked the woman’s tits. They were small at the moment, since she was still wearing a duplicate of Kim’s mission gear, but that wouldn’t last long once they were free of their bonds. Kim and Monique would also have small tits until they stripped.
Camille watched Missy rubbing Monique’s pussy through the pants. “Excuse me, aren’t you Shego?”
“Not at the moment. What gave you that idea?”
“I don’t know of too many people with that particular skin tone.”
Missy giggled. “It’s not easy being green.”
“Are you channeling Kermit now?” Kim asked Missy.
Camille sighed. “Jesus, Kim, do you fuck all your villains?”
“Of course not,” Kim said indignantly. “Just the girls.”
By now the tops were off, and Kim and Monique stoked Camille’s tits with their fingertips, while Anne and Missy did the same with theirs. It had evolved into a mimic game. Since the three in the center were wearing identical outfits, whatever Kim and Monique did with Camille was replicated on them by the other two. If Kim unzipped the pants, her own were unzipped, as were Monique’s, almost in synch. Monique rubbed Camille’s stomach, so her own was rubbed.
“Wow, you guys are playful,” Camille observed.
After all three in the center were naked, with the inevitable boob expansion, Kim and Camille stripped Anne, while Monique undressed Missy. After they were bareass as well, Kim initiated a triple kiss, and the couple smooched as well.
“This is nice,” Camille said breathlessly. “Even if I had been willing to pass on my bots, there was nobody in prison worth fucking anyway. You guys have no idea.”
“Some of us do,” Missy said. “You’re right. Hot teens are hard to come by in there. Shego lived for Kim’s visits whenever she was inside.”
“Hot teens and hot moms,” Camille said, smacking Anne’s ass for emphasis.
“Thank you,” Anne said, squeezing one of Camille’s tits while Kim sucked the other. “Glad you don’t think I’ve deteriorated too much.”
Since Camille was the object of this particular liaison, the other four converged on her. Monique kissed her, while Missy and Anne sucked her tits and Kim ate her pussy. The feeling was a little intense after going without for so long. “Uhhhhhhhhhh.”
Camille held Monique’s head to hers and pressed Anne’s against her tit. Kim gently probed Camille’s pussy as she licked, fingering her own at the same time. Missy used both hands to plump up the tit she was servicing and sucked the nipple.
Monique turned her body to the side, placing her leg onto Camille without breaking the kiss, then morphed to a dick. As it grew the dong slid along the top of Camille’s leg and bumped against Kim’s nose as she ate the pussy. Startled at first, Kim stretched the dick out and rubbed the head against Camille’s pussy. Then she licked both simultaneously.
Missy squatted over the heads of both Camille and Monique, then pressed her newly-morphed dick into their kiss. They included it in the kiss, using their lips both on each other and on the intruder.
After a moment, Camille pushed Missy away so that she could just look at the equipment. “Y’know, it’s ironic. I was the first person to have nanobots, but the last to use them for sex. I’ve never even morphed a cock. I never thought of it when I was doing myself in my cell. It’s nice to see a pair of balls that are not just shaved, but completely hairless.” She gently manipulated the gonads, rolling them around in her palm and pulling a light moan out of Missy.
Kim halted her licking long enough to speak. “I’ll have to admit that nobody actually thought of it, not deliberately. I was the first person to have one, and it was an accident. I just idly wondered what having a cock would be like and the bots ran with it. I didn’t even know I had bots at the time. Everybody since has seen a girlcock first, got fucked with it, and decided she wanted one.”
“Like now. After you guys fuck me, I’ll try it myself.”
Camille took Missy’s dick in her mouth, continuing to play with the balls while Monique licked the shaft.
Kim returned to licking both Camille and Monique, while rubbing the head of the dick against the pussy, but this was becoming more difficult as the dick hardened. To make things more complicated yet, Kim found yet another dick waggled in her face, this one attached to her mom. As compensation, Kim felt soft wetness on her own dick as Anne glommed onto it. So she serviced both dicks and Camille, while her own dick started to harden. At this point everyone was blowing or being blown or eaten.
By now Monique had taken over sucking Missy’s dick, though Camille was still holding the balls. Monique’s hand was not far from there, shoving a finger up Missy’s ass. The two of them traded Missy’s dick back and forth. At the other end, Kim continued to rotate between Monique, Camille, and her mom.
It was not long before everyone was hard, except for she who was currently dongless. Kim laid on the bed and Camille impaled herself. “Oh, shit,” the former heiress murmured. “It’s been so long since I’ve had something organic in there.” She worked the dong deep inside herself, moaning and rubbing her tits against Kim’s. Anne fingered Camille’s asshole, while Kim blew Monique and Camille sucked Missy, facing in opposite directions.
Anne allowed Kim to have Camille to herself for a while, then inserted more than a finger into the blonde’s asshole, drawing an “uhhhhhhhh” out of her. Camille halted as the new dick was worked deeper and deeper into her ass. Then she again moved forward and back, now driving two dicks into herself on each backstroke. Missy moved Monique out of the way and straddled Kim’s head. She positioned herself so that her dick was well inside Camille’s mouth on the forward stroke. So now Camille was triple-penetrating herself with the same movement, backward onto the two dicks in her lower orifices, then forward to fill her mouth with Missy.
Now that Monique’s fully hard dick was not in use, she moved around behind Anne and planted it in the doctor’s asshole. Since Anne was stationary, Monique did the humping herself, cramming the dick deep into Anne as Camille backed onto the woman’s own dick. “Nnngggghhh,” was Anne’s response as she got it from both sides. Monique reached around to squeeze the doctor’s tits as she humped. Monique loved Nano Phase 3, as it gave her a lot to grab. She mashed her own larger-than-before tits against Anne’s back. The doctor reached behind to pull on Monique’s thighs, urging her into the back door. Kim poked a finger into Missy’s ass and fondled the green balls.
Camille softly moaned around Missy’s cock, on sensory overload. After going without for so long, she was overwhelmed by all of the feeling in her sensitive areas. Anne gave her yet another sensation by gently pulling on her hair, while Missy touched her cheek as the dick went in and out of her mouth.
After a little while longer, Kim started to see the signs of Camille’s approaching orgasm. The redhead had been holding back her own, but stopped fighting it so that she could cum with Camille. The blonde was slamming harder now and Missy’s dick had popped out of her mouth. The green woman just jerked it instead, preparing to unload in Camille’s face.
Just as Kim thought she was about to lose it, Camille cried out, burying her face in Kim’s neck. “Nnnnngggeeeyyyyaahhhh!” Kim did let go then, as she felt Camille clamping down on her dick with the velvet vise. Camille laid there gasping as Kim’s pulsing organ squirted cum inside her. Anne hadn’t cum yet, and Camille had stopped humping, so the doctor actively pounded the blonde’s ass to finish herself off, resulting in another load of cum inside Camille. After Anne stopped, Monique unloaded in her ass. Finally Missy, as the only person who hadn’t cum yet, looked for a target. Camille was still face down, so Missy came in Kim’s face instead.
The five of them laid there, resting for Round 2. Camille looked up at the ceiling, her head resting on Kim’s stomach, her hand on Monique’s thigh. “Well, that was different. I’ve never been gangbanged by girls before. Except with strapons, which doesn’t count.” She sighed. “I guess I was squandering my nanotechnology on robbing banks and shit. I could have been getting a lot more out of it.”
“Yeah,” Kim said. “The Nano Sexual Revolution would have happened earlier.”
Missy shrugged, her shoulder causing Anne’s tit to jiggle. “What the hell. We have it now. I don’t have the full capability, though. I can’t change my skin color, since it isn’t natural.” As a demonstration, she morphed into a green Bonnie, which was startling for the others.
Kim giggled. “Well, you could always impersonate the She-Hulk.”
“A miniature version of her anyway. I’d have to eat for a month straight to get that much mass. And she’s a much darker shade.”
After chatting for a while longer, the girls were ready to go again. They had morphed back to pussies earlier, since Camille was to do the fucking this time.
Camille took a deep breath. “So how do I do this? I’ve never morphed just part of my body before.”
Kim explained the thought processes for genital nanomorphing.
Camille looked at her carefully. “How do I tell the bots what size I want?”
“Don’t bother with that the first time. Just tell them you want a dick and they’ll pick up the default size from your DNA. Unless it’s ridiculously small, we’ll run with that this time.”
Camille nodded, then closed her eyes and concentrated. “Here goes.” She spread her legs wide, having no idea how much room she would need. After a brief moment, the dick arrived.
“Ooooooohhhhhh,” Anne said. “We can work with that.”
Camille looked at it with wide eyes. The eyes got wider yet as Kim touched it, then stroked it. Kim rolled it around and twisted it in all directions, both against Camille’s body and away from it. She slung it around so Camille could feel the movement, something not typical for a pussy.
“Damn,” Camille said in wonder. “That just feels so strange.” She poked it herself as Kim held it for her, marveling that she could feel sensation in it, just like any other part of her body. She ran her finger the length of it. She gasped when the sensation was more intense as she touched the head. Then she withdrew and let Kim resume the fonding.
While Kim played with the dick, Monique handled the balls, together and individually, giving Camille a whole nother set of new sensations to deal with. Missy and Anne just held her.

“Girl, I want to suck them,” Monique said. “You need to tell the bots to get rid of the hair down there. Follicles too, unless you want it to come back.”
Camille complied and the public hair receded into the skin and disappeared, leaving the area completely hairless.
“Now that’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout,” Monique said approvingly. As promised, she sucked on one of Camille’s balls, and played with the other by hand.
“Ohhhhhhh,” Camille moaned. “The dick is starting to get hard. I can feel it.”
“That it is,” Kim confirmed. She accelerated the process by taking it into her mouth. Camille had received oral sex before, but she had never had a sexual organ mostly inside someone’s mouth. She gasped at the new sensation and held Kim’s neck. She wanted to force Kim down on it, but restrained herself and just held her hand there. But Kim was going pretty deep anyway.
Anne nudged Monique over a little and engulfed the other gonad. Now Camille had three girls working over her brand new equipment. Missy turned her head the the side and kissed her, but she was still pretty distracted by what was going on elsewhere and her kiss responses were haphazard. Since Missy’s domain was the upper end at the moment, she squeezed Camille’s tits, causing a mixture of both new and familiar sensation to flow through the body of the former heiress.
The three down below continued to munch on Camille’s new toys, and one of said toys continued to harden at a steady rate. It was not long before it took on the consistency of a steel bar. Kim had been blowing hands-free for a while now. As she sucked Camille’s dick, she diddled herself, readying the receptacle for said dick.
Finally Camille was ripe. Kim popped the dick out of her mouth. “Are you ready to put it in me now?”
“Oh, god yes,” Camille said excitedly. “I want to fuck the shit out of you.”
Kim got on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass invitingly. Camille awkwardly positioned herself for entry and pressed the head of her dick against Kim’s vulva. She was a little too far back to go inside and had to shuffle her knees forward.
“Haven’t you ever used a strapon?” Anne asked. “The penetration is the same.”
“I hate strapons,” Camille said. “The girl fucking can’t feel anything.”
“Strapons are obsolete now that we have bots. I doubt anyone will ever use one again.”
Anne helped Camille get in the proper position, then the blonde pushed inside. “Ohhhhhhhh,” she moaned as she felt herself rubbing against Kim’s hot, slippery wetness. “Is that what we feel like? Holy shit.” She sort of hung there, barely moving, as she got used to the sensation of being inside someone else’s body, then started a regular thrust rhythm. She worked her way deeper into Kim, until she was in as far as she could go.
As Camille got the hang of it, she grabbed Kim’s thighs and pulled back on them to drive the dick in harder. At the same time, Kim helped by throwing herself backward in synch, her D-size tits seriously wobbling with the motion and the jolt at the end.
“You probably should back off,” Kim said after a moment of heavy pounding. “You’re going to cum right away if you keep that up. Premature ejac usually happens anyway the first time. Lighter fucking will make you last a little longer.”
Camille eased off and settled into an easier rhythm. She placed one hand on Kim’s ass and ran the other up and down the teen’s back.
Everyone wanted to participate in Camille’s first cum shot, so after a little while Missy was substituted for Kim. The green woman laid on her back, giving Camille a new position to try. Now that Kim’s pussy was no longer in use, she morphed it away and her mom sucked the dick that replaced it. At the same time, she shoved a finger in Camille’s asshole and tracked the movement forward and back as Missy was humped. Monique squeezed Camille’s tits, again causing a mixture of male and female sensation.
Then it was Monique’s turn to be fucked, again on the back but this time with legs folded up against the body. The others continued to assist by hand. Kim’s finger was still up Camille’s ass, having never been removed during the girl change. Anne took over the tit fondling, while Missy resumed the blowing of Kim.
Finally Anne got her chance to be reamed by the newbie. This time it was from behind again. Now that Kim was fully hard, she jammed her tool into Camille’s asshole, then showed her how to daisy chain.� After positioning herself and Camille, Kim pushed Camille’s pelvis forward to drive the blonde’s dick into Anne, then pulled her backward to jam Kim’s own dick up Camille’s ass. Jerky at first, Camille’s movement became more fluid with each stroke. Kim soon let go of her and she continued to alternately bury both dicks to the hilt.
“Uhhhhhhhh,” Camille groaned. “That is amazing. I’m fucking and being fucked at the same time. I don’t think I’ll be able to take much of this. I’m not sure, but I think I’m gonna cum soon.” She stopped thrusting and just hung there motionless for a moment or so. Kim pressed her head up against Camille and held her cheek with the other hand, while Monique placed a hand against her stomach and Missy stroked her back.
Camille started driving forward and back again. The lull had bought her some time, but she was soon back on the edge. After three more cycles of stop and start, she found that she was no longer able to suppress the urge. “I can’t hold off any more,” she said anxiously. “I have to cum.”
“Wait,” Kim said. “Pull out. We want to watch you shoot.”
The girls placed Camille on her back, then Kim straddled her, lightly jerking Camille’s dick with one hand and her own with the other. Her touch on Camille was as delicate as possible, while she jerked herself more quickly to catch up and cum with the former heiress. After a moment, Anne took over jerking Kim so that her daughter could concentrate on Camille. Missy and Monique sucked Camille’s tits.
The way Camille was squirming around, it was obvious that she would let go any second. Anne managed to catch Kim up so that she actually came first, squirting on Camille. “Nnnnnggggaaahhhh.”
The feel of the warm cum on her stomach and tits pushed Camille over the edge. “Eeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyaaaaaahhhhhh!” She arched her back as the dick started to spray cum, coating herself with goo from face to stomach, mixing with Kim’s slightly earlier blessing. Kim was still spurting too, and the two dicks continued to pour cum onto Camille’s front.
Finally Camille ran down and laid there gasping. Kim collapsed onto her, coating her own front with a layer of cum from the puddle all over Camille. The other three touched and held them while they laid there exhausted, heads pressed together.
Finally they stirred and Kim rolled off Camille.
“Wow,” Camille said weakly. “That was awesome. I can’t believe I missed out on that all this time.”
“No shit,” Kim said. She looked at Camille with a grim expression. “Well, are you ready for your punishment?”
Camille looked at her in shock. “What!? You scared the shit out of me, you took my power away, I’m headed to jail, and you want to punish me more?!”
“Of course.”
Camille took on a resigned look as Kim rolled her over on her stomach, then spanked her. Compared to the sessions between Kim and her mom, the spanking was incredibly light, no marks, no redness, not even pink. It was just playful. “Are you going to behave yourself from now on?”
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Chapter 6 --- Is It Monique Or Is It Memorex?