Bonnie X Chica Novels & Stories

They never thought that there would still be someone who would remember the name of the woman who brought her in that year. Even the dean was happy for them. "That's great. Willa knows the woman who brought Ms. Trevino in. I'll ask her for you guys." "Willa, do you remember her name? Where does she live?" The dean raised her voice and asked. Willa was stunned for a few seconds, as if she was thinking about this. "Bonnie is unlucky. After getting married a few times, she has the ability to work as a servant for the rich. She can do laundry and cook for them. She also earns money."

She smiled, “That would be great! I just want to see my mom happy instead of hearing her cry every night. She tries to hide it, but she’s not very good at it.” I smiled, “Why don’t you talk to Mister Koda while I go get your mother? You will be helping to make sure your dad gets the right punishment. But you need to make sure you tell him the truth. Okay?” She smiles as she nods. They sat on a picnic table, and I went to knock on the door, but Bonnie opened the door before I could knock. I smiled at her, “Hey. How are you holding up?” She smiled, but I could see she was not as well as she could be. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. She shrugged her shoulders, “I’m doing as well as expected. H

We both grow quiet as she dials and then wait until Tabitha answers. “Hello?” She rasps. “Bonnie? What is it…AH!” “Will you come meet me?” The woman, Bonnie, asks as I fight the rage that is beginning to boil in me due to the noises coming from the other end of the phone. “I need to speak with you.” "I..." she gasps before a moan escapes her. “I’m a little busy.” “Please,” Bonnie pushes. “I really need to speak with you.” “O-okay,” she manages, before another loud moan sounds, followed by the sound of a man’s growl. “Wh-where…”

“Well, I can’t speak for Mike, but I already asked Mia. She approved it.” “Of course you did,” she said shaking her head. She smiled but didn’t say yes. “Will you come?” Anxiety started to creep up. He so wanted her to say yes. She paused and looked up at him. “Yes.” She grinned at him. “Yes, and thank you!” Bonnie smiled, then wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned over and brought her lips to his. She tasted sweet like the wine, and he reveled in her taste. Bonnie broke the kiss. The expression on her face had changed. Her pupils dilated, and her eyes were dark. She licked her lips, and he noticed just how plump and perfect they were. How incredibly kissable.

"Trust me, I know why Mason can't resist such a beauty like you. You have every features that a man wants, "You're smart, you're beautiful. You have those, you know, caramel blond hair, stunning blue eyes, cherry lips and flawless white skin." Bonnie said to me admiringly as she held my cheeks gently, her gaze studying my features. "Thank you, Bonnie. I'm so glad to have you as a friend," I muttered to her before leaning in to give her a warm hug. The loud screeching sound from a speaker at a far end caught everyone's attention. As Bonnie and I released ourselves from our hug, our attention was drawn to the scene going on at the front of the stage.

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

Everything in me is screaming to say NO but just looking at Bonnie's excited face makes my resolve crack slightly. I take a deep breath and exhale.... "Ok then" "EEEEEEEEEEEEEK.... YES!....." she screams as she jumps on me. "This is going to be FUCKING EPIC!.... Omg we need to start packing!" "Packing?....Bonnie it's one night! Wait... When are we going again?" I ask, quickly realising I never even knew to start with. Bonnie stops and grabs my face in her hands. Staring deeply into my eyes, she speaks again in her ridiculous deep russian accent which reminds me of count Dracula ....

Bonnie said, already fantasizing about the size of his dick. "While waiting... why don't you join me... a good threesome... co... could help... Oh my fuck," she screamed again when the guy gave her a hard thrust. Bonnie smirked, taking off her clothes. She had been feeling horny since she saw Stacy fucking the guy. She joined Stacy on the couch, spreading her legs apart. Stacy pulled her closer and attached her mouth to her wet clit causing Bonnie to scream out in pleasure. Bonnie shoved her head in her middle, and their moans covered the room as the guy kept on filling Stacy's hole with his dick.

“Melody, there is nothing wrong. When Bonnie and Christine see it for the first time, they will be ecstatic. Now, go get dressed. You have to walk down with Bonnie.” Bonnie’s dress was lace with embroidery around her cuffs and hem. The back was see through and fit tightly to her form. The neckline was low, allowing Branden to mark her. “Bonnie, you look amazing.” “It feels funny not having Mom and Dad here. That damn hurricane had to come now.” “They are safe at the rescue center, and you don’t have to worry about them.”

Bonnie said as laid on a blue Bed mattress while wearing an ankle brace. “Hello, Ms. Chan.” Said Nurse Barbara Lou; a Filipino woman in her late thirties. “Please take a seat. You too, Ms. Violet. Your clothes should be ready soon.” “Yes, maam” the girls agreed as the cash sat on a blue mattress with Bonnie in the middle. “So, it’s April, Right?” Madison said. “Bonnie.” she corrected her. “What’s the G for?” June – asked. After hearing that question, Bonnie reached for her neck.