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What you read on the internet.

They were standing in a corner of Victoria’s Secrets on what had become a weekly shopping trip for the group of girls present.
Kim smiled as she heard Marcella help Tara with a corset the girl was trying on, completely without needing it.

“Stand still girl. I just need a little more pressure and it will be ready to close.”

Tara let out a long suffering groan.

“Take your foot of my butt right this instance Marcella. You hear? Josh is so not worth this.”

Kim’s smile turned in to a grin. She could easily put herself in Tara’s place. She had tried wearing a corset herself once. When she and Ron hit the bed and the corset had come off, he had spotted slight bruises on her rips. He had been furious that she would do that to herself and had actually threatened her with a spanking if she wore one again. She would be lying if she said that she hadn’t felt tempted.
Monique walked over and placed a hand on Kim’s shoulder.

“Hey GF. Check that out.”

Kim looked towards the booth her Afro-American friend gestured toward. What she saw made her whistle slightly.

“Real nice Jessica.”

The blond was blushing furiously. She was wearing a set of white lingerie. A bra, that only covered the lower quarter of her bust and white stockings that she kept in place with matching garters and her panties were simple yet stylish. As far as Kim could see that was. Jessica was doing her best to cover herself up with her hands. Kim suspected it was because this was her first trip to Victoria’s Secrets. Although she had often been naked in the showers with the other cheerleaders, there was just something revealing about wearing lingerie, no matter how much it covered.

“Relax Jessica. We are all in this.”

The blond sighed and slowly removed her hands, giving Kim a first class look at her friend. She grinned.

“I think we found your look.”

Jessica’s blush intensified.

“I don’t think I’ll ever wear this.”

Hope showed up with some kind of camisole over her arm.

“Relax Jessie. One night you will be going out with some guy and it will just feel right to wear it. Believe me. You might feel self conscious about it now, but once you get use to the idea, it can actually help your self confidence.”

Kim nodded. She could recognize a lot in what Hope was saying.
Tara walked out of the booth. She was constantly sending glares down at the corset in her hand. A look of distaste was evident on her features.
“That’s the last time I’ll wear one of those kinds of medieval torture devises. That’s for sure.

She sighed.

“Well that’s it for me to day. I think I call it quits with the things I already found.”

There seemed to be a general agreement of that, Kim certainly didn’t need anymore, until next week at least.
Jessica pulled the curtain of her booth closed and when she came out five minutes later, she was fully clothed.

“I’ll just hang this back and then I’m ready to leave.”

The blond began moving towards the place where she had originally found the outfit, but Monique and Marcella blocked her.

“Hell no friend. I saw you in that thing. It was made for you. So I think you better go up to the register and buy it. You feel me?”

Kim smirked at hearing Monique’s no-nonsense voice. It was usually one of the few things that could get through when Kim was pissed. It seemed to work on Jessica too, because the blond looked around at the other girls present and spotted the looks on there faces.
She finally relented and began her walk up to the counter. Kim grinned. Normally she hated peer pressure, but sometimes she wasn’t above using a little herself.

Fifteen minutes later the six girls were sitting around a table in the food court, talking about anything their mind could think about. Okay maybe they were just plain gossiping.

“I don’t get it. Why is Bonnie so against lingerie? I mean, the girl usually can’t wear too little clothes.”

Marcella question had been on Kim’s mind for a while. She just hadn’t voiced it yet. Therefore she listened intently as Tara started speaking.

“It’s her sisters again. Bonnie might fashion herself queen of Middleton high, but at home she is just Bonnie. At home she is lower on the food chain than Ron ever was. She is probably scared that her sisters will find it and tell their father.”

The small blond sighed.

“Sometimes I feel sorry for her.”

Kim nodded. In a way it made sense. That Bonnie would try to raise herself above what her sisters claimed her to be, could be a reason to behave like she did.
A pressing silence had fallen over the table. None of its occupants were use to hearing about Bonnie’s more human sides and it kind of dwelt on all of them.
Hope finally broke the silence.

“So Kim. What have you and big hands been up to lately?”

Kim grinned, knowing full well what her friend was referring to. It had become somewhat of a tradition that Kim told them about an encounter between her and her boyfriend. Granted, not in the same amount of details that she would later tell Monique, but with enough juicy tidbits of information to make it interesting.
“Two days ago, we kind of got it on sitting on his bike at the viewpoint outside of Upperton. Just as the sun was setting.”

Tara leaned forward.

“Come on Kim. Enough with the suspense.”

Jessica stood up.

“If you girls will excuse me. I need to answer the call of nature.”

Kim immediately knew that the girl was lying. If she really needed to go, she would have asked if anyone wanted to join her and there always were. Kim herself would usually ask that question, simply because of some instinct that she couldn’t explain. Jessica, on the other hand, had a real reason never to visit a public bathroom on her own. She was almost raped in one about a year ago. Only the timely arrival of a female police officer who needed to go herself, kept the guy from succeeding what he had started.
Apparently Kim wasn’t the only one who picked up on it, because Hope placed a hand on the blonds shoulder.

“Sit down Jessica. It’s good for you. You know, learn about the birds and the bees.”

Jessica glare at Hope, but sat down anyway. Kim leaned forward a bit more and started her tale. She purposefully inserted a bunch of details that she would normally withhold, just for Jessica’s sake. It was time that girl learned a little more about the world.
Ten minutes later Marcella moaned.

“If that guy is as smooth as you say, he is god’s gift to woman.”

Kim Grinned.

“I don’t know about that. But he is god’s gift to me.”

Kim knew she was stressing the ‘me’ part and both Monique and Tara seemed to realize that because they both smiled at her.
Marcella spoke up again.

“You still want to go to the bathroom Jessica? Not that I need to pee, but I got other needs to take care of.”

That was when Hope just had to open her mouth.

“Tell me about it. I can’t wait to put that story out on the net.”

Kim, who had been sipping from her soda, choked at hearing that.

“You what?”

Everybody at the table stared at Hope, who suddenly looked very small.

“Did I say that out loud?”

As if it had been synchronized, the other five girls nodded at once. Kim’s voice was low and dangerous as she continued.

“Well Hope. I’m waiting for an explanation.”

Hope tried to sink into the chair. A hopeless attempt that was doomed to fail. She finally sighed.

“You stories were just too good to keep to my self, so I wrote them down and posted them on an internet page under an alias.”

Kim shook her head. She couldn’t believe the nerve of this girl.

“Well as long as no one knows who wrote it, to hell with who lived it.”

Hope blushed and it struck Kim that it was the first time she had seen the girl do that. When Hope answered Kim’s accusation, it was with a thin voice.

“I wouldn’t do that. I change your names, the places it happened and also your general description. I doubt anyone would know. Even if they knew both of you well.”

Kim sighed.

“Where can I find these stories Hope? I want to know how much damage you’ve done.”

The girl looked slightly offended at Kim’s words, but didn’t hesitate.

“It’s on a site called Adultfantasy.net. The penname is eyewitness17.”

Kim nodded, quickly converting this peace of information to memory. She stood up.

“Sorry girls. I got to cut this short. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Waving goodbye, she walked out of the mall. As soon as she was out in free air, she grabbed her cell phone and speed dialed her boyfriend’s number. The reason they used cell phones instead of their Kimmunicators, were because cell phones were much more discreet.
Ron answered the phone in less than five seconds.

“Hey KP. Done already?”

Kim checked her watch. He wasn’t supposed to pick her up before an hour and a half later. She sighed.

“Something came up Ron. Would you mind getting me now?”

Ron’s voice sounded a bit worried.

“Are you okay Kim?”

Kim bit her lip. She didn’t want to lie to him, on the other hand if she told him that something was indeed wrong, he was likely to hurry so much he would have half the Middleton Police on his tail before he got there.

“Don’t worry Ron. I don’t think it’s serious. Just take your time.”

Ron signed off with an ‘I love you’ and hung up. The next thirty minutes Kim had to stand there waiting impatiently before her boyfriend finally showed up.
They shared the usual kisses and Ron handed her, her helmet before they drove off.

Thirty minutes later they sat in Ron’s bedroom. Rufus had, understandable enough, left the room as soon as Kim had placed her shopping bags on the floor. The little mammal had properly already been scarred for life seeing her and Ron going at it.
Ron looked at her with concern as Kim turned on his computer with frantic movements. Kim knew why. She had never done something like this before.

“KP? What’s going on?”

Kim was still not ready to tell him. How did you tell your boyfriend that his sexual exploits had become common knowledge, perhaps across the world? Therefore she just sighed.

“Just give it a moment Ron. You’ll see.”

As always Ron trusted her. He didn’t ask any more questions and that made Kim smile. She didn’t deserve him, but she would be damned if she was going to let him go.
After what seemed like decades but were probably only a few seconds, the computer finally logged on to the internet. Kim soon punched in the right address and found the penname she was looking for.
She felt Ron’s presence at her shoulder and looked up.

“KP. Why are you looking at porn sites?”

Kim blushed at hearing that.

“Not porn site Ron. Creative writing with an erotic twist.”

That was probably stretching it a bit, but saying it like that made having your exploits out on it less vulgar.
Ron snorted.

“Call it what you want KP. I still don’t see what the hurry was.”

Kim sighed and picked a story called Bathroom Fun room and started reading. From the way Ron’s breathing started to change, she figured he did too. The story had certain effects on her and Kim had to admit that although it seemed familiar, she would never have guessed that the characters, Lillian and Luke, were synonyms for her and Ron.
Her boyfriend’s voice suddenly interrupted her concentration.

“Ah KP. Is it just me or does this somehow seem familiar?”

Kim groaned. She just couldn’t keep it in any more.

“Ron. It’s because it is us.”

Ron sounded rather doubtful.

“Are you sure? When we were in Austin Texas, we didn’t do it in the restroom on a tank station. We did it on the roof of the courthouse. Don’t you remember?”

Kim blushed. How could she not. It had been their third time under open sky. She decided to explain.”

“No Ron. Names and places have been changed.”

Ron still seemed confused.

“But How?”

Kim sighed.

“I might have told some of the girls. Hope thought it would be good writhing material.”

Ron grabbed a solid hold off the office chair she was sitting on and turned it one hundred and eighty degrees so she was facing him.

“Wait a minute. You told Hope and the others about our sex life?”

Kim nodded. While it had felt great to practically brag about it earlier, right now she wasn’t particular proud of it.

“It was just girl talk Ron. Nothing special.”

Ron looked at her disbelievingly.

“Nothing Special! If a guy tells his friends about these things, he’s a jerk. But if a girl does the same thing, its just girl talk? So much for equal rights.”

Kim’s blush spread all over her cheeks. He actually had a point. It was a bit of double moral.
The thought made her sigh.

“I know Ron. If it is any consolation. The girls are all more or less all envious of me. Because I have the best boyfriend in Colorado.”

Ron snorted.

“Great. Last week I was the best boyfriend in the world. Are you getting tired of me?”

Kim gasped and was about to deny it and tell him how much she loved him, when she spotted the mischievous look in his eyes. Before she had a chance to say anything, he crushed his lips to hers and turned her chair back to its original position.

“What else does she write?”

Kim frowned. She never really enjoyed being the victim of a joke, especially not by her boyfriend. Deciding that she would get even, she grinned and opened up another story. This one was called Football Score and told the story of the two main characters Hope had created, having sex on a football field at midnight under a full moon.
Kim was reading attentively. She couldn’t believe how captivated she was by these stories, or how turned on she became while reading them.
She suddenly felt her boyfriend’s hands fumble with her pants buttons. Once he had acquired enough access, he slipped a hand into her panties and began massaging her sex.

“Keep reading KP.”

And Kim did. It was difficult with her boyfriend’s hand working her, but she did manage to finish the story just before her orgasm washed over her.
Ron’s voice sounded in her ear.

“Yeph. She didn’t miss a thing. Except for what happened afterwards.”

Kim was still gasping for breath as memories of how Ron had showered with her after they came home so that he could help her wash the grass stains off of her shoulders. Of cause that hadn’t stopped him from taking a second helping, which she loved as much as the first one.

“I do wonder how you would look in that outfit Lillian is always wearing.”

Kim, who had finally gotten her breathing under control, smirked. The thought of her mounting her boyfriend, while wearing a school uniform from a catholic school was enticing, and she knew that Hope felt the same way. That was properly why the girl had inserted that in the story. Kim decided that one day he would find out.
Once more he turned her around to face him. This time he was a bit slower than earlier, so it didn’t come as quite the same shock.
Neither did the look in his eyes. It was raw lust. That made her smile.

“You want me? I’m all yours.”

Ron grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to her feet before kissing her.

“I know you are.”

Ron began untying those three strings that kept her top in place, soon revealing her red lace bra. As he slipped the top from her shoulders, he leaned in and kissed the newly revealed skin. He then continued pulling off her pants. That part was easy considering that he already opened them earlier.
Once Kim was only in her bra and panties, Ron stood up and started tearing of his own clothes, showing nothing of the gentleness he had produced with her a moment earlier. That really boosted her ego somewhat.
Finally her boyfriend stood in front of her as naked as she had ever seen him. Grinning she placed a flat hand on his chest and pushed him back so he fell back onto the bed. Kim didn’t wait for any invitation. She just jumped onto the bed and straddled him.

“Oh you big boy.”

She immediately started grinding her panty covered sex against his naked one.
He groaned.

“Kim. Take them off before I rip them off.”

She grinned.

“Why don’t you make me?”

Ron rolled them both over, capturing her underneath him. If anything, he looked even more lustful than he had a moment ago.
As he leaned in to kiss her, his right hand found her left breast and squeezed so hard that Kim let out a slight whimper. He seemed to be a little rougher than normally but Kim didn’t mind. She thought it had potential.
He finally pulled far enough away for him to remove her panties. Kim couldn’t help herself.

“Aren’t you going to remove the bra?”

Ron shook his head.

“No! There isn’t time for that.”

Kim smirked. She loved it when he was being desperate. As Ron reached for his pants, probably to get a hold of a condom, Kim wrapped her long powerful legs around his waist and twisted so she was back on top.
Adopting a sultry look, she leaned forward so her breasts were in his face before she slowly removed her bra.

“We got the rest of our life ahead of us. We got plenty of time.”

As the bra came loose, a small packet fell from between her breasts and struck Ron’s nose before it slid of to land on the bed.
Ron must have known what it was by pure instinct, because he didn’t have the necessary time to get a good look at it.

“Do you always carry one around in there?”

Kim giggled.

“You never know when you’ll need it. Know what I’m talking about?”

She didn’t wait for a reply, but tore up the package with her teeth and began rolling it on her boyfriend’s sex. She finished her task and looked up at her boyfriend again. The smirk on his face combined with the feeling of his hands moving up her legs, promised of things to come. Good things to come.
Kim placed her hands on Ron’s chest and helped him get her into position. She then allowed him to slip the tip of his sex into hers. Kim smiled a smile that wouldn’t be out of place on a cat that had just snuck up on a canary and was about to pouch.
With a slight moan she rammed herself down on him. Ron gasped and arched his back, thrusting up into her with a force that Kim liked. Using her weight, she forced her boyfriend down on the bed again and leaned forward.

“Relax Ronnie. What’s the hurry?”

She felt Ron take a firm hold of her hips, reminding her that she may have gotten an orgasm after coming home. He on the other hand hadn’t.
Lifting her up slightly, he rammed her down on top of him a couple of times. She gasped knowing that doing this without any help from her had to be difficult. So since she didn’t feel particular cruel today, she began moving to help his rhythm.
Soon they were in the middle of a wild ride that left Kim unable to breathe steadily. Her initial moans and whimpers became low screams of passion and for a while she was completely concentrated on this ride. That was when Ron turned the tables on her.
Rolling them both over, so he was once again on top, he placed himself so that he was kneeling on the bed and thereby forcing Kim’s butt of the bed.
She whimpered slightly and threw back her head as his erection rubbed against the inside of her in an unfamiliar fashion. It felt too good and she could feel herself loosing her fighting spirit. There would be no more attempts to take over control this time. Her boyfriend had won this game, but she wasn’t complaining.

“Faster Ronnie. Faster!”

But the bastard just chuckled.

“Oh no Kim. Your mine and I aim to keep you this way for a long time.”

Kim opened her eyes and locked eyes with him. She groaned as she saw how he had gotten his lust under control. Some people might claim that it could only make their intimacies better when they took their time, but Kim knew it was going to be agony. But there was no escaping it. She wanted this, to badly to struggle, so she just lay there and allowed her boyfriend to set the pace. That evil agonizingly slow pace that her inhumanly cruel boyfriend loved to spring on her at the most inconvenient of times. And god she loved him for it.
Slowly Ron’s torture began building into an orgasm for Kim. Letting herself go, her head started to roll back and forward as she mumbled out encouragements. Slowly they became higher and higher until she was practically screaming. Her screams were so loud and long, that she was able to pick out Ron’s groans when she paused for breath.

“What am I doing KP? Tell me!”

That was a bit of a surprise for Kim. She couldn’t recall Ron ever asking that. But whatever the reason was, she screamed out the answer.

“You’re fucking me! You’re fucking me good!”

Kim’s answer was cut off as her orgasm hit her and reprieved her of her speech. Ron groaned and let go of her, causing her to fall to the bed. Her boyfriend followed her and he landed on top of her. Kim didn’t mind.
As they lay there, trying to regain their senses, a voice that belonged to Ron’s father reached them.

“Are you two okay?”

Kim gasped and she heard Ron curse.

“I forgot. My father has been working at home all day.”

Kim stared at the open door that separated her boyfriend’s room with the hall. She knew his room was soundproofed, but they had forgotten to close the door. The man must have heard just about everything. That was embarrassing.

“Yeah dad. Kim just scraped her knee. That’s all.”

Kim’s gaze turned to her boyfriend. She couldn’t believe how lame that explanation had been and neither could Ron, if the apologetic look on his face was any indicator.

“Oh is that what they call it these days. Well I need to go pick up your mom Ron. Make sure Kimberly gets a bandage for that knee.”

Both teens blushed. This was really embarrassing. They lay on the bed hugging each other like their lives depended on it, until they heard the front door close.
Ron sighed and slipped out of his girlfriend, taking every precaution that the condom wouldn’t accidentally slip off before it was out of her. He then removed it from his own sex and tied a knot on it, before discarding it in a trash can he had.
Kim observed him while trying to figure out if this was her sixty third or sixty fourth charm she would ad to her wrist chain once she found the energy to reach for her purse. As her boyfriend turned towards her, Kim came to the conclusion that it was the latter rather than the former.
Lying down beside her, Ron grinned.

“I wonder what Hope would get out of this story.”

Kim grinned. Yes. It was amazing what you could read on the internet.

The end.
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