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Late Night Home	By : Bonniefan Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 42423 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Disney owns, I don’t. I am weak and pitiful, and not worthy of being sued.
Took awhile, had a few things on my plate, but here's the next update. Man, I have GOT to clear a few stories from my plate. lol
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Late Night Home – Chapter 9
“Mommy, Mommy, watch me dive!”
“I'm watching Honey.” Kim smiled as Michelle dove smoothly and cleanly into the pool. Even at seven years of age, she had Kim's athletic ability and loved to show it off. Mandy, Tara and Josh's little girl followed right behind, though her dive wasn't nearly as clean. Still, she tried, and that's what counted. Kim turned her attention to her son James and Veronica, Bonnie's girl, who were more content to splash each other than join in with the girls.
“They sure do get along well, don't they?”
Kim glanced over at Bonnie, who was lounging on the chair beside them, and smiled. “Much better then we ever did when we were younger.”
Bonnie frowned slightly, as if ashamed. “Yeah, sorry about...”
Kim grabbed Bonnie's hand, giving it a squeeze. “Hey now, no apologies. It's in the past. What matters is that we are friends now.”
Bonnie smiled, squeezing back, and then glanced up as Tara returned to her seat, planting a couple drinks on the tables beside them. Tara smiled as she saw them holding hands and took her seat. “Everything okay over here?”
Bonnie nodded quickly, letting go of Kim's hand to grab her drink. “Yeah, every thing's fine, we were just talking.” Bonnie cast a glance over her shoulder, to where Ron and Josh were standing, swim trunks and cooking aprons the only thing they were wearing as they worked the grill. “How are the men folk doing?”
Tara just grinned, shaking her head. “You know how men get about grilling. It's they're job, and us womenfolk would just mess it up.” She cast a quick glance back at Ron before tipping her head slightly. “Of course, in the case of Ron, that just might be true.”
Kim just smirked. “Yup, my husband sure can cook.”
Bonnie hid her smirk behind her glass, pretending to take a sip. “Good thing too, or you'd have starved to death long ago.”
Kim huffed as she glared back at Bonnie, ignoring Tara's giggle for now. “I'll have you know I have gotten much better.”
Tara was practically biting her finger to keep from laughing. “So... no more... cereal fires?”
Kim whirled on Tara. “That was so not my fault, how was I to know my brothers had spiked the cereal to catch fire when you poured milk on it.”
Tara and Bonnie broke down laughing as Kim just sat back disgusted, arms crossed across her chest. “Can we change the subject now?”
Bonnie wiped a tear away, her laughter dying down. “You know, there is one thing I did want to talk about, since I seem to be finding out everything this last week.” Bonnie turned on her side to look over at Tara. “I know now why Kim and Ron joined the group, and I know you started it with Hope and her husband, but you never told me why. I mean, was it just a spur of the moment thing or...”
Tara set down her drink, sighing softly. “Well, it definitely wasn't a spur of the moment thing.” She glanced from Bonnie to Kim and back again. “All right, we've got some time before the steaks are ready. Well, you know Josh and I were into the whole Dom/sub scene, even in high school, but even going into college we never considered other partners at the time.”
“I was rooming with Hope at the time, since Josh and I couldn't afford our own place at the time, at least not anywhere near campus. It was our second year, and Josh and I had the room to ourselves, since Hope had a date with Kyle, from the football team. They had been going out for some time and it was pretty serious, at least to Hope. Problem was... well, let's just say... it didn't end well.”
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The door flew open with a crash, leaving Josh and Tara to cover themselves quickly. As soon as she had the blanket covering her, she turned to look and saw Hope fly into the bathroom, tears streaming down her face.
Casting a glance over at Josh, he nodded quietly, throwing on his clothes. Tara threw on her robe, rushing for the bathroom door. She tried to open it, but it was locked, and that bothered her. “Hope? It's Tara, can you let me in?” Tara didn't hear anything, and she cast a worried glance at her boyfriend as he finished throwing on his shirt. “Hope?”
The voice that responded was barely a whisper. “Can... can Josh... leave?”
Tara turned to Josh, and she saw the understanding on his face. He kissed her gently before grabbing his coat and he was out the door. When the door shut, she turned back to the bathroom, very concerned. Hope had never been bothered by Josh before. “Hope, Josh is gone. Can you let me in now?”
The was a moment of silence before Tara heard the lock click, and Tara pushed open the door slightly. Hope was sitting in the closed lid of the toilet, holding herself tightly, and Tara was by her side in an instant. “Hope, what's wrong? What happened?”
Hope just cried silently, muttering to herself more than answering Tara's question. “He said... he said he loved me... but... he... he... why... the things he said...”
Tara held her close, rocking her softly. “Sweetie, what happened?”
Hope looked up with tear-reddened eyes. “He said... he said I was... a lousy fuck... and he was... he was dumping me... didn't say... just... he said ANYONE would be better then me.”
Tara held her friend closely as a new flood of tears poured forth.
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The light mood was gone when Bonnie looked up. “Damn, that was harsh.”
Tara just nodded. “Yeah, it was. This was the guy that Hope had saved herself for, and he just tossed her aside, hurt her like she was nothing. She was even talking about marrying him when school was over.” Tara took a sip from her drink, thinking. “She was hiding in our room quite a bit, only going out for classes, and wearing baggy clothes all the time. She kept saying that she felt ugly, that she was worthless. She seriously scared me.” Tara chuckled darkly. “Even when Josh and a few of his friends taught Kyle a lesson, nothing seemed to help her.”
Tara sank back into the chair, the memories washing over her. “That's when I decided to talk to Josh. We had never discussed other sexual partners before, but I knew that Hope needed to know that she was still a beautiful woman, someone that someone could love and spend the rest of their lives with. Josh was reluctant at first, but he did understand what was needed. So, we set it up...”
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“I'm still not sure about this.”
Hope was slouched in her seat, hardly looking up to take in the rest of the restaurant. It had taken all of Tara's skills to get Hope to even get dressed in the outfit she had picked out, let alone put on any make-up. Of course, Hope seemed almost a shell of herself, even made up. It broke her heart to see her friend like this. “Hope, you need to get out more. Despite what you think, I bet half the guys here would love to be with you.” Tara giggled softly. “And the other half would too if they could get away from their wives.”
That earned a small smile from Hope, the first that Tara had seen from her friend in weeks. “I think you're exaggerating just a little bit there.”
“No, I'm not.” Tara smirked knowingly. “In fact, I bet you could take home any guy here you wanted to.”
Instead of the reaction Tara expected, Hope seemed to sink deeper into herself. “Now you're just making fun of me.”
Tara turned her gaze to Josh, giving him the signal. Josh rose to his feet, holding out his hand. “Would you care to dance?”
Hope sat there silently until she realized he was talking to her. “Me?”
Josh didn't answer, instead taking her hand and guiding her from her seat. Hope looked questioningly to Tara, who just smiled, and Josh led her out to the dance floor just as a slow song came on through the speakers. Before Hope could argue, he pulled her close to him, pressing against her, and began leading her slowly.
At first startled, Hope began to relax. Closing her eyes, she laid her head down on his shoulder, feeling safe. Josh was her friend, and he was trying to make her feel better, she knew that as he held her tight. She had danced with him before, though never quite this close before, and it felt comforting.
That didn't mitigate the shock though when she felt Josh's erection pressing against her and slowly rising. She tried to pull away slightly, but he just pulled her back against it, and she could feel herself rubbing against it. She lifted her head to look him in the face, and he smiled.
“That's what you do to me.”
It was a simple statement, but it was shocking, and before Hope could reply, the song ended, and Josh told her he had to go to the washroom. Staggering back to her table, Hope dropped into her seat, her eyes wide, afraid to look over at Tara.
Tara smiled brightly, despite how her friend appeared. “So, how was that?”
Hope slowly shook her head, as if trying to deny what had happened. “Josh, he... he got... hard.”
“I would hope so.”
Hope's head shot up quickly. “What? But... I think... what he said... I think he was coming on to me.”
“Good.”
Hope's mouth moved soundlessly for a few moments, just gaping at her friend and room mate. “Good?”
Tara just smiled, sipping her drink. “Awfully hard to seduce someone otherwise.”
Hope couldn't believe what she just heard. “I... wha...”
Tara's expression turned serious, reaching out to take Hope's hands in hers. “Hope, you are my friend and I love you. But for the last couple of months, you've almost shut down. You've scared me Hope. I know you loved Kyle, but he wasn't the one for you. From what you told me, he didn't even treat you that well. So, I talked with Josh about this. We wanted to give you one night to show you how special you are, how a real man should treat you.”
Hope was stunned, her hands limp in Tara's grasp. “But... he's your boyfriend? You're talking about marriage!”
Tara smiled back. “You think that's going to change? It won't. In fact, I had to talk Josh into some of this.” Before Hope could say something, Tara cut her off quickly. “And I didn't have to talk him into the dancing and making you feel special. I'm talking the part at the end of the night. Even when I told him it was okay, he didn't want to think about cheating on me.”
Now Hope was completely stunned. “You... you mean...”
“Only if you want to,” Tara reassured her quickly. “I have given Josh permission, and now I am giving you permission.
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“Oh I know how well that went over.” Bonnie smirked as she sipped her lemonade. “I still remember the shock I was in when you brought Ron to me and Kim gave me permission. I don't know what shocked me more about that though, Kim giving me permission to sleep with her husband, or her being on her knees at the time calling Ron Master.”
Kim just smirked back. “He had you calling him Master pretty quick if I recall correctly.”
“Anyways, before you two get too catty with each other...” Tara cut in with a grin, “Hope was pretty much in a fog after that. Josh kept her on the dance floor much of the night, but whenever they came back to the table, you could see she wasn't quite all there, like her mind was a million miles away. That lasted right up until we got back to our dorm room.”
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“So Hope, have you decided?”
Hope spun quickly, as if realizing where she was for the first time. “What?”
Tara moved closer, smiling kindly. “You can if you want to, it's all right with me.”
“I don't know...”
Tara wrapped her arms around Hope, hugging her. “It's fine with me. Let Josh show you how it's supposed to be. He wants it, you want it, I want it, let it happen.”
Hope nodded shyly after a few moments, and Tara let her go to speak with her boyfriend. Josh held her close, kissing her softly. “Are you sure you're all right with this?”
Tara had her arms over his shoulders, smiling serenely. “I'm sure. Now, you treat her JUST the way I told you.”
Josh smiled, kissing her again. “Yes Mistress.”
Tara let Josh go, taking his hand in hers, leading him over to Hope, who was shivering slightly. When they got to her, Tara reached out with her free hand, grasping Hope's and bringing it up to meet Josh's. Ensuring the hands were entwined, Tara stepped back.
The pair shared one last look at Tara, who nodded, smiling, before they turned to each other. Josh made the first move, stepping closer. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pressed her close to him, grinding against her softly, before bending down to capture his lips with his. Hope was tentative, unsure, as Josh increased the pressure, his lips darting across hers, but it didn't last long. Slowly, Hope gave in to the sensations, as Josh's hands moved up and down her back, until one was gently cupping her ass and squeezing. Her tongue darted out briefly, unsure, but with greater and greater confidence. Soon, she was meeting his actions directly, even initiating, as the pair slowly moved towards her bed.
Josh pulled away briefly, only to return his lips to her neck, nibbling gently, while his hands slowly moved up, lifting the shoulder straps of the dress Hope was wearing. As he pulled them away, his lips trailed down to her shoulder and the nape of her neck, and Hope groaned at the contact. Keeping his attention there for the moment, as Hope threw her head back, Josh slid the straps down her arms and off. Her dress remained up, but it took almost no effort to get the material to slide over her breasts until the dress was pooled at her feet.
Tara watched this all with far more interest than she had ever thought possible. Even as she had suggested it to Josh, she had been afraid jealousy would rear it's ugly head, even though she trusted Josh. But instead, all she felt was eagerness and anticipation. She WANTED this to happen. She could feel herself getting wet as she watched Josh slowly peel off first Hope's bra, taking time to run his lips and tongue over every bit of exposed skin, and then her panties, which were already very damp. Her breathing was heavy as Josh slid first his shirt, and then his pants off, and Tara found that she was touching herself as she shared her man with her friend.
Josh, still clad in his boxers, gently lowered Hope to the bed, kissing her all over. Hope was moaning up a storm by now, and if Tara was right, their friend had never been treated to foreplay such as this before. As his face moved closer to Hope's wet mound, he looked over at his girlfriend, who was now sitting on her bed, as was surprised to see one hand rubbing her breasts while the other was buried under her dress, her fingers stroking slowly but with more authority. Sure that their relationship was secure, he turned back to Hope, and with no warning to the young woman, buried his face between her thighs.
Hope's hips shot up in an instant, as the first orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, the completely unexpected action on Josh's part having taken her completely off-guard. His tongue dug right in, his lips moving boldly over her clit, as she fought the urge to scream as loud as she could. Even holding back, she was sure she could be heard through the building. As she fought to regain her breath from the first one, Josh sucked and then bit the little nub, setting her off again, and this time she couldn't contain her scream. Her entire body shuddered with the intensity, and she wondered just what the hell her ex had thought actual foreplay meant if this was the first time she had felt like this. Then, all thoughts of her ex disappeared as Josh ran his tongue over her nether lips, lapping at the juices that poured forth from her.
Gasping, Hope grasped at Josh's head, pulling him away so that she might have a moment to recover. Her eyes locked with his, panting, as he smiled up at her. Hope smiled back wryly, even as she gasped for breath.
Satisfied, he had accomplished what he had set out to, he made his way back up Hope's body, pausing briefly to suckle at her nipples, causing Hope to arch up against him. He recaptured her lips, letting her taste herself on them, while running his hands up and down her sides. “Hope, are you ready?”
Hope glanced down to see Josh hard and ready, his cock twitching in anticipation. It looked slightly smaller than her ex's, maybe five and a half inches as opposed to six, but it was a bit fatter. She moved her hand to it slowly, feeling the heat before grasping it gently, stroking it a couple of times. She heard the low groan from Josh as she did, and glanced over at Tara. Her friend had two fingers buried inside herself, stroking in and out, though Hope hardly noticed other than it was what she was doing. Hope's focus was on Tara's face, waiting for permission. When Tara nodded eagerly, Hope turned back to Josh, her lips crashing against his, her eagerness obvious.
With that final ascent, Josh lowered his waist to the waiting woman, who was still holding him, guiding him. He felt the warmth long before he ever made contact with Hope's soft, fleshy folds, and she was so wet, he slid right in without any resistance, driving himself in with a single stroke. Both of them moaned loudly, Hope arching up, pushing him deeper, even as Josh tried as hard as he could force himself in further. Holding like that, their eyes met briefly, and then their lips locked in a torrent.
Tara came hard at that first thrust, her body shaking as she watched her future husband and one of her best friends, locked together. Staggering to her feet, not even sure what she was doing, she moved over to the other bed, just as they began moving in unison, his cock driving in and out of her. Tara's hand ran along Josh's back and ass, feeling the muscles tense and flex under her as he plowed into Hope. Tara felt like she could come just from watching them, that was how powerful it was.
“That's right baby, fuck her good.”
For a moment, Tara was stunned, afraid someone else was in the room, until she realized it was her that said it. With that realization, she found she meant it, and wanted it. “Fuck her good Josh, give her what she wants, what she needs. She's never had a real man give it to her before. Pound that pussy good!”
Her other hand trailed along the side of the bed, Tara unaware of it's course. Her fingers found bare skin, and slowly trailed along, not even noticing it was Hope she was touching. She leaned forward, taking a good look at the expression on her friend's face, watching the sweat trailing off her skin. Tara was mesmerized by the sight, even as she reveled in the contact with her boyfriend. “He's fucking you so good, isn't he Hope. You love it, don't you?”
“GOD YES!”
“He's making it real good for you, isn't he? He's always been so good at that.” Tara paused when Hope gasped, her whole body shuddering through orgasm number three. Tara's eyes locked onto her friend's heaving breasts, as Josh pulled back slightly to ride out Hope's joy. Tara was breathing heavily as well, her eyes locked onto those juicy looking nipples, her tongue darting out unnoticed. Tara had never looked at anouther woman that way before, had never even really thought about it before, but right now, all she could think about was taking those nipples in her mouth and making Hope scream.
When Josh continued moving, Tara couldn't take it anymore. She shot forward, capturing that left nipple in her mouth and sucking for all she was worth. That earned a gasp from Hope, both from shock and the sensation, but the young woman didn't push her away. Instead, with one arm, Hope cradled Tara's head to her breast as if suckling a child, throwing her head back in ecstasy.
Josh couldn't believe his own eyes, and knew there was no way he was going to be able to continue with all the visual stimulation. With a bellow, he shot deep inside Hope, gasping as he pumped three then four shots inside her. His head reared back, his eyes shut, as it pulsed out of him, and Hope screamed with every shot.
Tara lifted her head from Hope's breast, moving up to capture Hope's lips with her own, turning the scream into a long groan as Tara felt and experienced Hope's orgasm that way, and that was enough for her. Without even touching herself since joining them on the bed, Tara came joyously, sharing it with Hope in the same manner that she had shared with her.
Gasping, Josh fell to the bed beside Hope, wrapping one arm across her to hold onto Tara. “That was... and you and Hope...”
Tara was gasping on the other side of Hope, meeting both their gazes. “I don't... know what came over me. I just... and her breasts...”
Hope laughed softly, barely breathing. “I didn't... mind one bit. I just... have one thing to say.” When she had both their attentions, she smiled a most satisfied smile. “I sure hope this isn't a one time deal, cause that was amazing.”
Josh and Tara laughed as they fully agreed with her.
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“So anyways, that's how it got started. Hope would join Josh and I at least once a week, and then she met her husband-to-be Tyler a year later through Josh, and he fit right in to our group. We lived together, the four of us, that senior year. Bryan and Amanda turned out to be neighbors to us, and they led to Shawn and Katherine. You know the rest.”
Bonnie smiled as she finished off her lemonade. “Well that definitely sounds like it was intense.” Bonnie laughed, wiping the sweat from her brow. “And I have to admit, you have a real flair for story telling.”
“Food's ready!” The three women turned as one to look over at Ron and Josh as they called the kids over.
Rising to their feet, they made their way over to the table, all a little unsteady. Ron pulled Kim to her before she could react, kissing her soundly. “Sounds like an interesting discussion over there, all three of you look ready to pop.”
Kim ran her tongue briefly over Ron's lips, her eyes smoky and hot. “Ron, as soon as we're done eating, we are finding a private room.”
Ron kissed her again, longer this time, nipping gently at her bottom lip. “Booyah.”
Tara laughed as she watched the pair sit down together, Kim squirming in Ron's lap happily. “Private room will not be a problem. But speaking of the group,” Tara glanced at her husband, sharing a knowing smirk, “we have a new couple applying to join the group and their interview is tomorrow at one PM. Josh can't make it, and neither can Hope. I was wondering if you could help me do the interview?”
Kim's expression grew serious. “I don't know, you know how those media vultures are. Remember that guy four years ago?”
Tara just nodded knowingly. “Don't worry, they've already been checked by Wade. These two are clean. It's just the personal interview, to get a feeling on if they would be right for the group or not. On the plus side, it's at Ron's restaurant and I know he's working tomorrow. You can put that sound-proofing to the test yet again while we're there.”
Kim chuckled softly, pressing against Ron. “I guess it won't be a problem. Ron's folks wanted the kids tomorrow anyways. Sure, I guess I can help out.”
Josh smirked triumphantly as Tara continued. “Good. This is going to be great!”
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Author’s Notes – Tara and Kim meet the new potential members to the group, and Kim receives a huge surprise.
And for those wanting to find out more about the group, stay tuned, that's coming up soon in just two chapters.
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