Kim Possible Porn Story: Kim Possible. Corded To Plow. Part I.

Kim was in a foul mood. It was bad enough to be forced to go to a movie against her will, but it wasn’t even one she wanted to see. She liked some of Jim Carrey’s earlier stuff, such as the first Ace Ventura, but he got old in a hurry.

Bonnie and Brick appeared to be enjoying themselves, which annoyed Kim even more. At least it could have been a double date. But Kim didn’t have a boyfriend, the price she paid for the teen hero gag. So here she sat, alone yet not alone.

Damn Dementor and his fucking bonding agent! If she had to be joined at the hip with someone, why in the hell did it have to be Bonnie? Dealing with Bonnie was bad enough before, when she could at least be avoided most of the time. This 24 hour a day shit was a nightmare.

Even bodily functions were aggravating, since they could not both sit at the same time. It was exhausting for the other, holding a crouching position beside the toilet.

Showers were not so bad, because she loved Bonnie’s body, though she would never say so. Bonnie had much better tits, and she was envious. She longed to handle them, but limited herself to furtive glances.

Unable to keep interest in the movie, Kim let her eyes wander. She could barely make out the outlines of her film crew. She could see no red lights, so they were not filming. They had gotten some footage early on, but it was pointless for them to film a couple of hours of her sitting watching a movie. They appeared to be packing up, getting ready to transport the equipment to the next location.

Having her own reality show was cool, especially since “Kim Possible” was the highest-rated live-action show on the Disney Channel, but it was also a pain in the ass sometimes. This whole bonding-with-Bonnie thing was just too weird, and she would have preferred not to have all that go on camera. But then her contract required footage of her personal life in addition to the teen hero stuff, so she was stuck. Stuck with the cameras and stuck with Bonnie.

When Brick took them home, he asked, “am I supposed to kiss both of you?”

Bonnie and Kim both shouted “no!”, though Kim didn’t really mean it. She would have been happy to let him.

Brick left and so did the film crew. Bonnie’s house appeared to be deserted.

“I’m hungry,” Kim said. “Nobody bought me any popcorn. And you wouldn’t go with me so I could buy my own.”

“I’m hungry too,” Bonnie replied, “but not for food”.

She went to the back door, with Kim in lockstep, and let in Brick.

Bonnie and Brick kissed again. “Now that those TV guys are gone, we can have some real fun! My parents will be out late and so will my bitch sisters. Let’s go upstairs.”

Kim was incredulous. “You guys are going to make out?”

Bonnie was her usual snotty self. “Well, duh.”

“Hello! Bound together! I have to go with you. There’s no way I can give you privacy.”

“I don’t care any more! I need a dick! I’ve gone long enough without because of you stuck on me like a barnacle or a pimple or something! Now both of you, get your asses upstairs!”

In the bedroom, Kim laid beside Bonnie on her bed. Brick, exercising his football player intellect, asked, “do I feel up both of you?”

“We’ve already been through that, you retard!” Bonnie snapped. “If I wouldn’t let you kiss her, I sure as hell won’t let you fondle her. You are fucking me. She is just part of the background. Don’t look at her. Don’t touch her.” She turned her attention to Kim. “And you, keep your mouth shut and face away.”

This can’t be happening, Kim thought. Rather than deal with Bonnie’s wrath, she followed orders and stared at the wall. But she could tell from the sounds that Bonnie was giving Brick a blow job. There was a lot of smacking and slurping, probably deliberate in order to torment her. And of course Brick was making noises as well. Bonnie was reportedly a good cocksucker, despite her definitely non-giving personality.

And it was torment for Kim, knowing that live sex was going on just a few inches away. Kim was getting so horny she couldn’t stand it. Her pussy was getting so wet that she was sure it would go all the way through her jeans. She desparately tried to think of unsexy things: history class, Monkey Fist, the cafeteria lady, Rufus, sumo ninjas, trigonometry. It seemed to be working, but then she made the mistake of thinking of Drakken, which unfortunately led to Shego, and her desire kicked in again. She had fought some savage battles with Shego, but she had always longed for a more friendly conflict, such as a mud wrestling match.

Moving her head very slowly, she disobeyed orders and took a look. Bonnie was indeed good at blow jobs. Kim watched her technique, hoping to learn something. Bonnie was sitting up. Even though she and Kim were bound at the hip, she was able to pivot into a sitting position while Kim was on her back.

Kim continued to take quick looks, turning back to the wall when she feared Bonnie would glance in her direction. But Bonnie was engrossed in her sucking, so Kim’s looks got longer and longer until she stopped turning away and just watched nonstop. Bonnie did look around then, and saw Kim watching. But she just sneered and went back to blowing Brick. Sure enough, tormenting Kim was evidently part of her plan.

Brick was nice and hard now, so Bonnie undressed. The top was easy, since the binding with Kim didn’t interfere with that. Removing jeans and panties was always a chore. Fortunately, the bonding wasn’t skin to skin, or dressing and undressing would be impossible. Instead it was an extremely strong attraction, as if Kim and Bonnie were powerful magnets. It was possible to pull apart slightly with a huge effort, just enough to see daylight between the two girls, and then clothing could be moved up and down past the hip bind point.

Since Kim was allowed to watch now, she admired Bonnie’s tits yet again. But then Brick, who could undress much faster than Bonnie, was on top of her, covering up the tits. And then he was in her.

Kim’s pussy continued to get wetter yet as she watched the fucking. Finally she couldn’t stand it any more, and unzipped her jeans, preparing to shove her hand into her panties.

Bonnie opened her eyes at the sound of the zipper. “No!! You will not play with yourself!”

“I have to!” Kim cried. “I’m going insane over here! I can’t take this!”

“You will not touch yourself!! Understand?”

Kim was almost in tears, so distracted that she almost didn’t hear what Bonnie said next.

“I’ll do it.”

Kim’s misery turned into shock when she felt Bonnie’s hand go into her panties. She almost had an orgasm right then. The room spun around for a few seconds, but when it stabilized she felt the most delicious sensation as Bonnie gently rubbed her pussy. She realized instantly that Bonnie was not a novice at pleasuring other girls. Even Monique’s touch didn’t feel this good.

Kim interrupted her briefly to pull off her clothes. With Brick lying on top of Bonnie, she was pretty well anchored, so by pulling hard against her Kim was able to get her jeans and panties past the bind point without disturbing the fucking too much. Then she took off the rest of her clothes and Bonnie returned her hand to its task.

Bonnie had more freedom of movement now, so she did more things to Kim’s pussy. She rubbed it, put fingers inside, gently smacked it, played with the clit. Bonnie apparently knew it all.

Kim laid there in ecstacy, but then she realized she wasn’t giving anything back. The problem was that she didn’t know Bonnie’s rules and the other girl had already proven to be unpredictable. So she wasn’t sure exactly what to do.

Kim watched Bonnie for a little while. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing in a staccato fashion, in time with Brick’s thrusts. Kim decided to act and laid her opposite hand gently on Bonnie’s closer tit. The other girl’s eyes flew open in surprise and she glanced at Kim with an unreadable expression. Then the eyes closed again and she continued her rapid breathing.

So far, so good. Kim squeezed the tit gently and played with it. Then she fondled the other one, happy to finally have her hands on Bonnie’s tits after looking at them so many times. She wanted to suck them, but there was no room under Brick’s chest for her head.

Kim wondered what the rules were for Brick. They had changed for Bonnie. It probably wouldn’t be safe to touch him, at least in a place Bonnie could see. Remembering a scene from a porn movie, she made a V of her first two fingers and slid them down so that Brick’s dick was inside the V. Technically she was touching both of them. Her fingers were resting on Bonnie’s pussy lips, and they were stroking Brick’s shaft on either side as it went in and out.

“Mmmmmm” was Bonnie’s reaction, so Kim had passed another hurdle. She looked up at Brick to see that he was looking at her. He had never seen her body before, but she could tell he liked it, despite her smaller tits. He looked as if he wanted to touch her, but he probably didn’t want to take a chance on enraging Bonnie either.

“I’m starting to get close, baby,” Brick said. “Where are you?”

Bonnie opened her eyes. “I’m getting there. Try to hold off a little more. What about you, Kim?”

Kim was startled. “Me?” She hadn’t thought her orgasm mattered. “I think I can make it too.”

“Okay then, everybody shut up and fuck!”

So they did, Brick pounding, Kim and Bonnie diddling. As it happened, Bonnie’s orgasm hit first, Brick’s soon after. Kim wasn’t quite there and Bonnie had lost concentration, her hand flailing. So Kim quickly pulled the hand aside and finished herself off, only a few seconds behind her newfound lovers.

Brick pulled himself off Bonnie and collapsed. “Shit, that was good!”

Bonnie couldn’t even talk. “Guhhhh!” Kim could swear her eyes were crossed. Or maybe her own eyes were crossed. It was hard to tell. This had been one of her better orgasms too.

Suddenly the Kimmunicator went off, muffled by Kim’s purse.

“Don’t answer it,” Bonnie said. “I don’t want to waste any sex time going to the jungle or something.”

“Wade might have a solution for this fucking bond, or might have a line on Dementor.”

“Good point. This siamese twin shit is getting old. Okay, let’s see what he’s got.”

Kim and Bonnie went to the dresser, and Kim pulled her Kimmunicator out of the purse. “Go, Wade.”

“Good news, Kim,” Wade started. Then his jaw dropped and his image just stared at her.

“Well, what is it? What’s the matter?”

“Uhhh…nice tits!!”

Kim suddenly remembered she and Bonnie were still naked. “Shit!!”

She turned the Kimmunicator over so the screen was facing away from her, while Bonnie pulled something out of a drawer to cover themselves with. Kim was still crimson with embarrassment when she faced Wade again. “You didn’t see anything.”

“Riiiight,” Wade agreed. “I will never forget what I didn’t see just now.”

Bonnie stuck her face into the screen. “Listen to me, techno-turd. You better not have taken a picture of us. If I see my tits on the internet, somebody’s gonna die!”

“Got it. If I put your tits on the internet, don’t show your face.”

“That wasn’t what I fucking said!”

Kim pushed Bonnie out of the way. “Can we get back to the sitch? Wade’s not going to put anyone’s tits on the internet. I agree that he will die if he does, and I need him.”

Wade blinked. “Oh, yeah. The sitch. Okay, I tracked Dementor to his latest lair. Intell indicates he will be there for at least a couple of days. You should be able to go in tomorrow. So you can get back to whatever it was you were doing. Er, what were you doing?”

“Good night, Wade. Thanks.” Kim switched off.

Bonnie was still fuming. “Fucking perv.”

“Come on, Bonnie, it wasn’t his fault. We did the accidental flashing. How could he not look?”

“You did the accidental flashing. I’m just stuck here.”

“By the way, Bonnie, thanks for letting me play earlier. That was fun.”

“I liked it too. You have a sweet pussy for a dork. I licked some off my fingers. Too bad we can’t give each other head because of being joined at the hip. I’m limber, but not that limber.”

“Yeah, I’d like that too. I never even got to taste you.”

Bonnie didn’t respond, just stood there, with a slight smile on her lips. When she spread her legs slightly, Kim got the hint. She reached down and slipped a couple of fingers into Bonnie. She wiggled them around in there, to get a good sample, then brought her fingers up for a taste.

“You taste good too, for a bitch.”

Bonnie laughed instead of getting angry. “That’s where the tangy flavor comes from.”

“Seriously, I do think I understand you better after seeing the way your sisters treat you.”

The thought of her sisters brought a snarl to Bonnie’s face. “Yeah, I’m only a bitch trainee compared to them. They’re working on doctorates in bitchology.”

The girls returned to the bed. Bonnie looked at Brick, who was lying there watching them, arms folded behind his head. “Hey, gorilla man, have you reloaded your rifle yet?”

“Not yet, but it won’t take very long watching sexy girls fingering each other like that.”

“Okay. Well, let’s do it some more to bring you back online.”

Kim and Bonnie laid on the bed and played with each other’s pussies again. Slow and gentle this time, to avoid getting too worked up before Brick was back in action.

Kim sighed. “You know, Bonnie, there’s no reason we can’t be friends. I have nothing against you and have never understood why you hate me so much.”

to be continue…