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King of the hill- no more nice girl. Part 1

New xxx toon story: King of the hill- no more nice girl.

“Kahn Jr. Why do I not hear violin practice? Kahn Jr?” Kahn walked into his daughters bedroom to find her window open and the room empty. He growled and ran for the front door, but his wife grabbed his arm. “Where do you think you are going?” She demanded.

“She is with Bobby Hill. I go over and bring her back.” She shook her head.

“Let her have her fun. She is only child, we can send her out of state college and then she be away from Bobby Hill forever.” Kahn thought about this for a moment that was a good idea. He decided to let the subject drop, yes, in college she could meet a nice boy. Let her have her funny dreams now.”

Hank and Peggy were not home, which meant Bobby had been left all alone. He had taken instant advantage of the situation and called Kahnie over.

She tapped on the glass of the back door and Bobbie rapidly opened it up so she could slip inside before anyone saw her. She smiled and hugged Bobby and landed a small peck on his cheek.

“You want a drink?” He asked her. Kahnie nodded her head.

“Sure.” Bobby pointed to a chair and she sat down while he walked over to the fridge. He grabbed two cans of soda and tossed one over to Kahnie. She poped open the can and took a long swig.

“This soda taste’s funny, not bad, just different.” Bobbie nodded as he took a drink from his own can.

“It’s my dads. Since mom banned him from drinking beer ‘for the sake of

his heart’.” He said doing a perfect imitation of his mother. “He’s been buying this stuff in crates. He won’t notice two or three cans missing.” Bobbie sat at the table and took another drink. The liquid tasted funny, not bad just different.

“Shame we can’t do this more often.” Said Kahnie after a couple of minute’s silence. Bobby nodded in agreement.

“I guess. I don’t see what your dad has against me. I’m a nice guy aren’t I?” He asked her. Kahnie eagerly nodded.

“I wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.” She said smiling, taking a long swig from her drink. Her head was beginning to feel light, maybe a sugar rush was coming on.

“Where did your dad get these things?” she asked looking at the can, it was written in a foreign language.

“Some Indian store. He say’s it’s a soda from India, its not bad.” Commented Bobby taking another drink, he could feel that his can was nearly empty. His own head was becoming light and just a little foggy. He stared at Kahnie with a smile spreading on his face.

“You want something to eat? I got some chips or candy.” Kahnie smiled and shook her head widely, a daft smile on her face.

“No, I’m fine. I’m not hungry.” She drained the last of her drink, tossed the can aside and reached over and held Bobby’s hand. He stared at her hand in his own, hardly believing that she had performed such an action.

“I’ve always liked you Bobby. Since I first saw you. You had a charm that I just wanted.” Bobby stared blankly, unable to get his head around what she was saying.

“Huh?” He blurted out of his mouth.

Kahnie rose from her seat and walked off, still holding Bobby’s hand she dragged him to his feet and led him through his own house. She took him by an all too familiar route that he recognised instantly, it was heading for his bedroom. She sat him down onto the bed and stood in front of him.

“What are you doing Kahnie?” He asked in wonder. She simply smiled and gripped the bottom of her T-shirt.

“What feels right.” She said. She slowly drew the T-shirt over her head and dropped the article to the floor. Bobby stared open mouthed at her bare chest. Kahnie wasn’t wearing a bra, but was obviously in need of one soon.

Kahnie wasn’t finished there, she gripped her button on her pants and popped them open. She slid the jeans slowly past her curvaceous hips and slowly to the floor.

Bobby wiped a tiny bit of drool away as she stepped out of her pants and stood in front of him in nothing but a pair of small blue panties. His cock had begun to rise she had started to pull away her T-shirt. Now it was fully hard and throbbing for attention.

She leaned forward and took his hands, guiding them to the waistband of her remaining article of clothing. His fingers could feel a little damp patch spreading across the material. She really was in the mood for this.

He slowly pulled her panties down, past her knees and to her ankles, then raised himself to face her hairless, obviously shaved, pussy. It was glistening with sweet juices, and he noticed a few drops running down her leg.

Bobby needed to be closer, he needed to feel and taste her skin. He reached up and took her hands, lowering her slowly onto the bed beside him. He reached a shaking hand up and griped her breast. She gasped as her nipples hardened between his fingers. Bobby slowly massaged her small mound with the gentleness a gardener shows his prize rose.

Kahnie absently reached for his T-shirt and tugged at it. Bobby took the hint and broke his treatment and lifted his arms up. Kahnie pulled the shirt upward and pulled it over his head. She tossed it across the room and rubbed his hands over his chest. He was short and flabby, not incredibly bright, but she loved him, from his below average intellect to his flabby belly, she loved him.

She reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. A bulge in his boxers swelled through the gap. Tenting the material, straining the stitching of the boxers. He was bigger than she imagined. She reached under the waistband and rubbed his pole of throbbing flesh.

Bobby gasped and nearly fell back, he became instantly motivated. He pushed himself onto her, slowly laying her back onto the bed beside him. He kissed her gently on the lips, then lower on the neck, sensing no hesitation he continued, lower and lower. He felt her body give against his, he knew he was squashing her and yet she just pulled him closer.

His hands were everywhere; in her hair, sliding along her sides feeling her hips and waist and breasts.

He kissed lower and lower, reaching her breasts. He took her hard nipple into his mouth and she gasped at the wave of pleasure that splashed across her body. Her quiet groans encouraged him and he sucked harder, gently rubbing his teeth across her nipple. She seemed to enjoy it and he would have loved to continue, but he had more in mind.

He broke the suckling and began to continue his kissing. Her stomach, she giggled, but let him continue. She even pushed her hands onto the top of his head and gently pushed, making him move down quicker. He kissed lower, at her hips, down to her inner thighs.

He smelled her sweet pussy juices. He slowly licked her lips, passing over her clit as he went. Kahnie squealed with delight and wrapped her legs around his head, pushing his face right into her folds. He lapped at her sweet juices greedily, sticking his tongue in as far as he could and licking and sucking at her virginal folds.

To be coninued…

Author is Englishwitch

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