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 THIRTY-ONE:

Johnny had just stepped out of the shower.  He entered the bedroom he shared with his wife when his cell phone rang.  He reached the end table and answered his call.  "Hello?"

"Johnny?",  Bernice asked,  just to make sure it was him.

Johnny quickly closed the bedroom door with his free hand.  the quietly asked,  "Bernice?"

Just HEARING his voice excited her,  so much she started speaking French,  "Vas-tu travailler aujourd'hui?",  until she realized she WAS speaking French,  then caught herself.  After a pause,  she started again.  "Are you working today?"

"No,  I go back to the office tomorrow.  What's up?",  Johnny replied.

"You should be...",  Bernice sighed with a giggle.

"Keep whispering like that,  and I will be,"  he chuckled back.

'Flatterer,"  Benice replied.  "Seriously now,  just before 11:00 Ceceilia will ask you to run an errand for her..."

Johnny asked,  "And I should do this,  why?"

"Instead of the Historical Bus Tour your father thinks I'm taking,  I'm coming over to comfort Cecilia."

Johnny asked,  "How do you know she needs comforting?"

Bernice paused,  then said,  "I could hear it in her voice.  Do you know what's wrong with her?"

Now it was Johnny's turn to pause.  His mind was deciding if telling his aunt was a good thing to do.  But this was Bernice,  his secret lover,  and just thinking about her pussy and ass was making his recently recovered cock hard.  His little head made the decision for the big one.

"Susan turned her down last night.  She was punishing Sissy for the way she looked at you when you came down the stairs,"  Johnny said.

"I'm sorry.  sometimes I forget the effect my ambiance has.  Did Mary get mad at you?"

"No.  In fact,  she was very forgiving.  It wouldn't surprise me at all if Mary tries to get Susan to forgive her..."

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"You should forgive her,"  Mary said to Susan,  driving down the two-lane road to Area 51.1.

Susan was venting after her sister asked her about the loud silence between her and Sissy this morning.

"Me?  Forgive her?",  Susan seethed.  "She's got herself to blame for being hot for Aunt Bernice!"

Mary had hoped she could get her sister to change her mind and call Sissy before work.

"And YOU!",  Susan said,  "You forgave him!  Why?"

Mary smiled as she turned into the Area 51.1 entrance.  Both she and Susan lifted their ID badges to the guard.  He nodded his head and waved them through.

"Because I trust him,"  Mary said as they drove through the parking lot to their reserved space.  "I know he won't be getting any pussy from outside our playroom group.  He knows I would kill him if he did!"

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"Anyway,  Johnny,"  Bernice continued,  "I want to have a ménage à trois with you and Sissy."

While Johnny had thought of a three-way with Mary and Bernice,  or even better,  Lila and Bernice,  he concluded it could never happen.  "What if Sissy doesn't want me involved?"

"Who says she has a say?",  Bernice answered,  "I have it all planned out..."

Johnny listened as she explained her plan.  Johnny nodded as he commented on each part.  "Yeah...Yeah...You sure?...That's cold...You're promising me what?"

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"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"  Mary shouted in the test range,  just before she pulled the trigger.  Susan had backed up,  adjusting the earplugs and over the head earmuffs.  They were testing their latest invention:  a bullet-proof uniform for soldiers.  So far,  their kevlar and linen blend,  reinforced with their own formulated padding,   was performing well.  It was only 5 percent heavier than the Army's standard uniform.

They had shot the uniform with a Baretta M9,  then an M4 rifle,  and was now testing it on a third uniform with a Marine Corps M16.  After the shots,  Mary switched the safety on,  set the gun safely down in the bin,  then pressed the button the pull the hanging uniforms on the three ballistics gel torsos towards them.

The General was there,  monitoring the test.  This was the Test Sister's biggest project,  and most important;  think of all the lives saved and injuries thwarted if these uniforms work!

He had to admit,  when Mary requested firearms training,  he was shocked.  He knew that both girls hated guns.  But when Mary was firing at the uniforms,  he thought he saw Mary smiling a wicked evil grin.  He was so glad that the potentially psychotic Susan never asked for firearms training.

The General started inspecting the uniforms.  The only uniform that showed and damage was the one that the was shot by the M16...but there were no complete breaks in the last uniform Mary shot at.  All three of the gel torsos showed no damage.  "What do you think,  General,"  Mary asked.

"Very impressive,  ladies.  Continue this project...I want to see how far the heavier weapons can do!"

"Ah,  General,"  Mary said,  "We haven't gotten the Mossberrg 590A1 shotgun yet."

The General replied,  "Cooooooool".

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Johnny was siting in his car,  parked around the corner.  He was following his orders from Bernice to the letter.

"When you leave on the errands Sissy gives you,"  Bernice had said, "Park around the corner,  facing Porkbelly Drive.  When you see me pass in front of you in the taxi,  wait 10 minutes,  then sneak into the house!  I should have Sissy "distracted" by then and bein her bedroom."

He saw the taxi go by and Bernice in the back.  He glanced at his watch.  11:14.  He ssat back and relaxed,  waiting for 11:24.

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Sissy was in the living room,  waiting for Bernice.  When she heard the doorbell,  she literally bounced off the sofa and ran to the door.  She opened it and saw Bernice in a blouse and bluejeans.

"Hey,  girl!",  Bernice exclaimed as she walked into the house.  Sissy closed and locked the door.  "Hey,"  she answered as she followed Bernice to the sofa and set beside her.

Bernice asked,  "What's wrong Cecilia?",  she asked as she gingerly put her hand on her shoulder,  lovingly gazing at her face.

"Please,  call me Sissy,"  she asked.

"OK...Sissy."  she said in a soft seductive tone,  "So what happened?",  already knowing what happened from Johnny.

Sissy's mouth started to tremble.  She was trying to keep from crying.  She thought Bernice must really care about her...she caught a cab over here to see her!

She reached forward arms wide and hugged her aunt,  tears flowing now.  "It was terrible,  Susan's really jealous!"

"There,  there,"  she said,  wrapping her arms around Sissy's back.

"I could take her being jealous,  but afterwards...".  Sissy blubbered.

"It'll be allright,"  Bernice said,  hugging her more.  "Afterwards?"

"Last night was the",  she got out between sniffles,  "first time we went to bed..."

"Yes, baby,"  Bernice whispered in her ear.

"...without making love.",  she muttered,  her eyes stopping the tears.

"That's terrible!",  Bernice said.

"It hurts!,"  Sissy exclaimed.  "I don't know what to do...",  as she broke the hug and set back.

Bernice picked up the box of tissues on the coffee table and handed it to Sissy.  "First thing to do,  dry your eyes and blow your nose."  she said,  her face emitting an aura of calmness.

Wiping her eyes,  she muttered,  "That's something my Mom would say..."

Bernice chuckled.  "Susan must be crazy for ignoring your needs.  You ARE a beautiful woman...you know that?!"

"Nobody tells me that,"  Sissy siad,  her voice calming down,  "Except Johnny.  I'm afraid it will get worst if I fuck Johnny..."  She then blew her nose,

"After what Susan's done,"  Bernice said,  "it would serve her right!"

Sissy giggled at the comment,  remembering her thoughts from earlier.  Now that Bernice is actually HERE...

Sissy leaned up and kissed her.  When Bernice felt her tongue licking her lips,  she opened them up and started returning kissing her.  Bernice's arms wrapped around Sissy,  pulling her tight.  Sissy placed her hands on the blouse covering her breasts.  'No Bra...Niccceeee!, she thought as she gently squeezed them,  amazed at how big they felt!

Bernice felt Sissy's back for a bra strap.  Finding none,  she mumbled between kisses,  "No bra either.  Niccceeee."

Sissy couldn't help but giggle,  breaking their kiss,  that they were thinking the same thing.  She pulled back and hesitantly took her tee-shirt off,  showing her petite chest.

"They ARE beautiful,"  Bernice sighed as she leaned to them for a taste.

"Ahhhhhh,"  Sissy moaned as both areolas and nipples got licked.

"Sensitive,  huh,?",  she asked as she unbuttoned her blouse.  As Sissy  nodded her head,  Bernice threw of her blouse.  Sissy sighed,  "Uh-huh",  as she gazed at her breasts now being free from any clothes.

Sissy small hands caressed her aunt's mounds.  She then cupped them,  to get a feel of their size.  She then leaned down and kissed them,  over and over.

With Sissy's attention elsewhere,  she glanced at her watch.  She cupped Sissy face in her hands and gently pulled up until they were looking into each other's eyes.

"Why don't we go to your bedroom?",  she whispered into Sissy's ear,  hoping she had convinced her to have revenge sex with her on her and Susan's bed.

Sissy thought for a second,  the thought of hurting Susan running through her mind.

"Yes,  please,"  she whispered.

Hand in hand they got up,  and walked to the stairs,  breaking their hold when Sissy started up first, and Bernice following.  Once on the second floor,  they smiled at each other and rejoined their hands,  walking down the hall to the bedroom where,  just last night,  Sissy suffered emotional hell.

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