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Kimitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery	By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17309 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 1 --- Shower Buddies
Kim was exhausted. It had been a grueling practice, but with the big competition only a couple of days away, there was no choice but to go all out. She was happy with everyone’s performance, and felt confident that they would do well in the competition. Surprisingly enough, Drakken and her other regulars had been quiet lately, so there had been no interruptions. They were all up to something, of course, but with luck their next round of dumbass plans would not be implemented until after the cheer competition. The film crew for the “Kim Possible” reality show was packing up. If the show had been produced by MTV or VH1, the crew might have followed the squad into the locker room, with fuzzing out of naughty bits. But the show was aired on the Disney Channel, so the locker room was totally verboten.
Kim fell into step beside Tara. “My ass is dragging.”
“Tell me about it. But look on the bright side. It’s Tuesday.”
Kim perked up. Tuesday was the one day of the week when none of the other girls’ athletic teams were practicing at the same time as the cheer squad. They would have the locker room to themselves. And more importantly, the showers. Kim felt herself getting a little moist in anticipation.
When able to shower in privacy, the cheerleaders normally showered in groups of three, dictated by the shape of the shower area and the placement of the shower heads. It was awkward for four or more to share the same shower head.
Kim, Tara, and Bonnie were Tuesday shower buddies, one of the threesomes. The others found this a little peculiar, given the animosity between Kim and Bonnie, but they assumed Tara acted as referee, providing a buffer between the other two. They were so used to Kim and Bonnie arguing that they hardly heard it any more. It was like background noise.
The threesome had adjacent lockers, so they stripped each other. Or rather Kim and Bonnie undressed Tara and she did both of them. It was a nice, slow disrobing, with lots of touching as the goodies were uncovered. Kim liked handling Tara’s tits, but they weren’t quite as good as Bonnie’s. But then she thought virtually everyone’s tits were better than hers.
Holding hands, the three of them moved to the showers. Tara started the water, then lathered up Bonnie’s back side with lots of liquid soap, while Kim did Tara’s.
Kim soaped up every inch of Tara, from her neck down to her ankles, while Tara did the same to Bonnie. Needless to say, she paid special attention to Tara’s cute ass, spending a little time on it. She loved how the soap made it feel. Tara spread her legs enough for Kim to reach under her and up to soap up the pussy. Kim slowly and carefully washed everything from the inner thighs all the way up to the top of the ass, enjoying the sensations and the little noises Tara was making.
Kim could hear Bonnie responding in a similar fashion as Tara handled her the same way. She glanced around to find that no one was looking, then she reached under Tara’s legs and shoved a finger up Bonnie’s ass. The soap was a great lubricant, so it went all the way in with no effort at all. Bonnie gasped, then she realized that both of Tara’s hands were on her elsewhere. She looked back, but Kim was hidden behind Tara, just her arm visible under Tara. Bonnie assured herself that none of the other girls had seen anything, then rolled her eyes and faced forward again. “Damn it, Kim,” she murmured.
Bonnie turned around and Tara washed her front, spending time on her luscious tits. Bonnie lathered up Tara’s front in return. Every now and then the two of them kissed. Kim continued to occasionally reach through Tara’s legs to lightly handle both pussies, again being careful that the other girls couldn’t see her touch Bonnie. The rest of the time, she pressed herself up against Tara’s back, getting soap on herself for the first time, sometimes kissing her neck. Kim reached around Tara to massage her soapy tits, sometimes bumping Bonnie’s hands as they roamed up and down Tara. If Bonnie’s hand was already on the tit, Kim squeezed it gently. If hers was there first, Bonnie did the squeeze. The other girls could see none of this.
Tara turned around, and Bonnie and Kim swapped jobs, even though both sides had already been done. Kim rewashed Tara’s front and Bonnie redundantly did her back side. It wasn’t as if cleanliness was the whole point. But now Tara could reach Kim and started washing her for the first time. Kim closed her eyes at the feel of Tara’s hands on her body. She spread her legs so Tara could get at her pussy more easily. Tara was moaning, but there was no way to know whether Kim or Bonnie was responsible. Probably both.
After Kim was completely soaped up, the two girls pressed their tits together and rubbed each other, while Bonnie mashed her tits up against Tara’s back and writhed.
Then Kim turned around and Tara did her back side. She enjoyed Tara’s hands on her ass equally as much. Tara smacked it a few times, and the soapy wetness changed the sound it made. She heard Bonnie smacking Tara’s as well. “Copycat,” she murmured.
By now most of the threesomes had finished and left the shower. Only one other trio was left, and they weren’t paying much attention to anything besides each other.
After kissing Tara, Kim and Bonnie started really working her now. They soaped her up again, covering every bit of her, and Kim did her pussy, while Bonnie fondled her tits from behind and fingered her asshole with the other hand. Tara started moaning almost nonstop and laid her head on Kim’s shoulder. After a few minutes, Tara cried out with her orgasm, rocking backward against Bonnie, and bouncing forward onto Kim again. They held her while she trembled, gasping. “Oh, god, that was a good one.”
The remaining girls had left the shower now, and after rinsing off, Tara walked over to the doorway on shaky legs and stood guard while Kim and Bonnie did each other. Since they hadn’t really touched each other yet, they did the full lather ritual and felt each other up completely. First they handled each other’s tits, then worked their way down. Kim feverishly stroked, poked, and lightly slapped Bonnie’s pussy, while the same was done to hers. With the other hand, she maintained a firm grip on Bonnie’s tit.
Kim couldn’t think about much of anything other than the fire in her pussy. It took all of her concentration to do Bonnie in a similar fashion. After a short time, she felt her orgasm on the way. “I’m cumming!” she moaned.
“Me too!” Bonnie cried. “Wait for me!”
Kim’s orgasm hit. She somehow managed to keep diddling Bonnie until the other girl came as well. The two of them staggered a little, but managed to keep each other from falling. After breathing hard for a little while, they kissed, then rinsed the soap off and joined Tara.
A few minutes later they were in the parking lot preparing to go home.
“You know,” Tara said, “it would make life simpler for everyone if you two would just tell people you aren’t enemies any more.”
“Yeah, it would be simpler,” Bonnie admitted, “but then I would be off the show. The only reason I get so much airtime is because Kim and I fight in nearly episode.”
“But it’s all bullshit now. You don’t mean it.”
“So what? I earned my slot. We really were fighting when the show started.”
“Are you still getting your own fan mail?” Kim asked.
“Just yesterday I got a letter from some middle school girl named Nina. She said she adored me. Damn, what was her last name? Hartley?”
“I doubt it. Nina Hartley is a middle-aged porn star.”
“Oh, yeah. Harper. That was it. Nina Harper. She was telling me about how I inspired her to do mean things to some girl with braces in her school.”
“I’ll bet the brace girl is a fan too,” Kim said dryly.
“Does anybody other than me and Monique know that you guys are lovey-dovey now?” Tara asked.
“Just Brick. Only because he was there when I told Kim. But he won’t say anything if he knows what’s good for him.”
Tara looked at Kim. “You mean even Ron doesn’t know?”
“My reconciliation with Kim doesn’t extend to Rufus and Doofus,” Bonnie snapped. “Or Wade either. The Dork Squad does not have need to know.”
Kim shrugged. “Whatever. Are you guys still coming over tonight?”
“Sure, it’ll be nice to take a break from guys for a change.”
Kim giggled. “A break from guys, but not from dicks,” she muttered under her breath.
“Huh? I didn’t catch that.”
“Never mind. See you tonight.”
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