Crossed Lines

CROSSED LINES.

A Johnny Test Hentai Fanfic.

THIS IS AN UNOFFICIAL CONTINUATION OF "Johnny and the Limit", which was written by vic elor.  I recommend that your read his fanfic first.  I do not have exclusive rights to continue his story.  I think of this as A continuation, not THE continuation.

by Belfry.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-SEVEN:

"We have to try another position,"  Bernice sighed.  "Reverse Cowgirl just won't work!"

Four times she tried to impale herself.  Four times she bounced and slid off.  Now she had another idea!

She got off of him,  saying,  "Doggie style!  It's humiliating,  but it's the only way!"

"But I don't want to hurt your feelings,"  Johnny said as he stood up.

"Fuck my feelings!  I don't care!",  she said.  "JUST MAKE ME CUM IN MY ASS!",  as she laid on her belly on the bed.

Johnny resched into the top drawer of the nightstand.  He pulled out the tube of lubricant,  generously re-coating his cock.  After dabbing some on his finger,  he climbed on top behind her,  smearing it inside her anal hole.

"Cold!",  she shouted as Johnny finished lubricating her up.  He leaned over atop of her,  guiding the head against her butthole.  She immediately wiggled her hips,  pushing back against his cock.  "Johnny!  Try it know..."

He pushed into her anus,  over and over trying to get his cock to sink insider her.  Bernice was turning and twisting her butt,  to and fro, wanting that cock inside her REAL BAD.  She was about to give up when suddenly the world went white.

"AAUUGGHH!",  Johnny screamed,  an equal mixture of pain and pleasure,  when everything went right,  and three inches sunk inside his aunt's ass.

Bernice's eyes bugged out,  then rolled iupward as she tried to catch her breath.  "GOD DAMN!", she cried as she could now breathe again!  "What do feed that thing?"

Johnny wanted to pull back,  her opening squeezing so tight it was starting to hurt.  "You want it out?",  he mumbled.

"NO!",  she screamed in English,  then French,  "Pour la vente de Dieu, NON!"

Very gently,  Johnny grabbed her hips and started slowly to pump her ass.  Every push,  no matter how minute,  over loaded both their minds with bliss,  pushing them further and further down the primrose path towards their best orgasms,  ever!

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"Well,  Susan,"  the General said,  "it started when I got into a fight with a sheriff."

"Say wha?",  both Test sisters said in stereo.

"I was a young guy then.  Proud and itching for a fight.  Chasing after the all the women..."

Susan said,  "So you were quite a ladies' man,  huh?"

"Nothing in a skirt was safe from me,  single or not."

"So how did that get you in the Army?",  Mary asked.

"I was charged with the assault of a peace officer.  This was back when there were no plea deals.  I was a mean son of a bit--."  The General stopped himself.  "My apologies,  ladies,"  then continued,  "I could have done three tears in prison.  Then the judge offered me three years in the Army.  Guess which one I chose..."

"What happened after that?".  Susan asked.

"Basic Training happened.  It changed me from a young uncaring bastard to a man.  The discipline changed me.  I became aware of what I was doing and learned about teamwork,  which came in handy in Da Nang."

"Da Nang?",  Mary asked.  "Vietnam?"

"Yes,"  he sighed.  The most beautiful countryside I have ever seen.  Anyway,"  he then blinked,  "I was promoted to corporal,  then sergeant  when my tour was up.  The brass was impressed with my service record.  So,  once I got stateside,  I was offered Officer Candidate School at Fort Benning."

"What was it like?  As bad as I have heard?",  Susan asked.

"It was the worst time I've done in the Army,  and yet,  it was the best.  It was so bad I almost quit...twice.  But my sergeant...old Sergeant McCuffin,  told me how proud he was of me,  and encouraged me to finish it."

Mary asked,  "Wait!  Weren't YOU already a sergeant?"

The General laughed.  "Not inside OCS.  My stripes didn't mean a thing there.  It was like going through Basic Training again,  but more emphasis of education and tactics."

Susan nodded her head.  "Makes sense,  having smart officers makes their commander look good."

-----

Bernice's anal track was now relaxed,  the pain replaced by the pressure Johnny's cock was making.  She wiggled her hips and felt his cock drive in deep,  feeling the force through her vaginal walls and pressure inside her clitoris!

"WHAAAAAA!",  she screamed,  trying to keep control.  Johnny was loosing his.

'Never fucked an ass so tight!',  he thought.  He felt his knees about to collapse.

"Mon clito!  Mon clito!",  she screamed,  starting to cum.  Johnny heard the word clit,  and smashed his free hand against her clitoris HARD,  sending her off!

Her pussy contracted like a vise,  squeezing it so hard and painful,  he thought she broke it.  Right before the strongest,  most painful cum he had in his life!

Bernice screamed a high-C note,  and Johnny collapsed on top of her,  jamming his balls against her public bone,  sending another shot of pain through both of them!

They barely felt it.

Bernice laid there,  her lover atop her,  laughing in ecstasy over her orgasm,  better than yesterday's!

Johnny could do nothing but rest atop his aunt.  His eyes blurring from his intense cum,  now leaking onto Bernice's rear pubic area,  his crotch and legs now soaked.  "Can't move my legs,"  he whispered,  again and again.

Her breathing now slowing,  she thought. 'Damn,  I'm good!',  as she started to regain her strength.  "Honey,"  she sighed,  "can you please roll off me.  You're cutting my circulation!"

Johnny giggled,  now knowing he had given her as good as he got!

He rolled over onto his back,  hearing that satisfying POP as his cock came out,  the rest of their mixed cums creampieing onto the sheets.  Bernice started laughing.

"Can I get you to move to Paris?",  she said between breaths.

Johnny rolled over and deep kissed her.

"Oh God!  I wish I could,"  he said.

Bernice giggled.  "I'm just kidding.  But seriously,  if things here don't work out here,  I would take you as my lover in a heartbeat!"

Johnny sighed,  "I think you already did!" as he gently...VERY GENTLY,  patted the wetness on him with one of the two handtowels in the endtable's middle drawer.  He handed his lover the other clean one.

She wiped herself out and dry.  "Now if only I can walk..."

"If YOU can walk?!",  he replied as he started getting feelings in his legs.  "Look at my cock!  Sissy's gonna be pissed!"

Bernice looked at his red and bruised cock,  then cringed.  'I didn't think I hurt it THAT much!',  she thought.  She said the only thing she  could think of saying.  She looked in Johnny's eyes and whispered like a child,  "I'm sorry..."

Johnny reached down and pulled his pajama bottoms over his feet and up to his knees.

"I guess I should be glad I'm not bleeding...",  he sighed as he slowly,  gingerly and hands far away,  pull them over his slowly deflating cock,  causing Bernice to giggle again.

"I'm  REALLY sorry,"  she said.  "Want me to kiss it and make it better?"

"NO!",  he screamed,  then started laughing himself at the hilarity of it all.

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"Eventually I graduated a Second Lieutenant,  and rose through the ranks.  Made First Louie in Lebanon,  Captain in Granada,"  he paused to catch his breath,  then continued,  "Major in the Gulf War,  Lieutenant Colonel in the Iraqi No-Fly Zones Conflict,  Full Bird in Somalia,  First Star in Haiti,  Second in Bosnia,  and my Third in Afghanistan."

Both women sat there amazed.  They had no idea of the General's past.  They had no idea of all the sufferings,  wars and conflicts he had witnessed.  Suddenly,  they had a newfound respect of him.

"Such a veteran officer,  how did you end up here?",  Mary asked.

"My predecessor had expired,  and I asked for the post,  thinking Porkbelly was a nice,  quiet place until I called my career over.  Boy,  was I wrong!"

Susan said shyly,  "Sorry,  General...".

"No need for that,"  he said,  "There have been aliens on Earth since before you were born.  We just kept them top secret.  But now it's more and more difficult to explain away."

"Why?"  Mary asked.

"More countries are launching rockets and probes.  Your own sending of Johnny into space let other aliens know we're on Earth.  Not all aliens are benign.  51.1 was setup as a first defense in the event of an attack."

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Back in the living room,  Johnny,  still in his pajama bottoms,  was feeling some relief from the icebag.  Bernice was now dressed as when she arrived,  still wearing her excuse...Oops,  I mean her necklace...for coming over.  Resting his head on Bernice's shoulder,  she leaned down and kissed him again.

"Feeling better,  Honey?",  she asked.

"A little,"  he said.  "By the way,  thank you for putting the bedsheets and pillow cases in the washer and starting them."

Bernice whispered,  "I wish I could stay longer,  but your father is due any minute."

At that comment they heard Hugh's car horn.  "And there's your ride!", Johnny sighed.

"Gotta go,"  Bernice sighed as she stood up.  "I'll try to find some reason for us to be together again."

She leaned down and gave him a sensual goodbye kiss.  Her eyes twinkled as she said,  "Au revoir,  Je t'aime!."