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Train...Ride	By : HundredEye Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 8202 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The scene: Just a few months before their planned wedding, Kim and Ron are riding a passenger train in a private compartment…

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…She pulled him back down to his seat, her hand still firmly clasped with his. “Okay, keep your secrets. Just try to get out of me what I’m getting you for Valentine’s day.”

“Well, one, we said we weren’t doing anything special for V-day this year and two, I’ve seen those bags from Alexandria’s Confession you’ve been trying to hide, so I somehow figure it involves something made of silk that you would most def not be wearing outside of the apartment.”

Kim shook her head. “How do you know I just didn’t buy a big pile of those brightly colored everyday panties or something?”

“Really, this should bear investigating. Hmmm, you were dressed before I got up, so let’s see. Maybe the pink ones with the little kitties all over them, or that one with the string sides. Ooo, ooo, I know, you finally gave in and got a thong!”

“So not. I don’t care what Monique says, having something there all day long is not comfortable.”

Ron reached over, playing with the button of her jeans.

“Ronnie, the window’s open. You want the whole world to see this?” She giggled, nodding toward the darkened glass.

“Eh, all they’re going to see is a lit window going by at sixty miles and hour.”

“Well, close it anyway, and make sure the door is locked. The last thing I need is another picture of us in every supermarket in the country.”

Smiling devilishly, she watched his backside as he followed her directions. His own grin got bigger when he turned around. In that short space of time, she managed to kick her tennis shoes off and shuck off the jeans, giving him a very clear view of the aforementioned garments from the women’s underthings store.

“Pink kitties.” He half whispered, half drooled.

“Guess what, secret boy. I’m calling this a mission and I’m also calling dibs on team-lead.”

“Yes ma’am, what are your orders?” He sat back down beside her, as close as possible so she could start working to the buttons of his shirt.

“For starters, until we get to the conference, we’re going to treat this as a vacation.”

“O…kay.”

“That means, Ronnie, we don’t have to watch what we eat.”

He cocked his head to one side. “I thought you said we had enough at supper, but if you want to go back to the diner…”

Kim grabbed both sides of his face and stared directly into his brown eyes. Moments later it sank in.

“Ferret senses snackage!” He said with a smile.
Kim nuzzled as close to him as she could, running a hand over his exposed chest. “I thought you might finally get it. Now remember, baby, we’re still some eight hours out of Go City, so think of it like a Naco. It’s not something that should be eaten in haste.”

“Unless, you know, like you’re in a hurry.” His fingers traced the upper edge of her underwear, giving her slight goose-bumps.

“The only hurry I’m in is for you to get the rest of the way out of your clothes.” She whispered, grasping him right through his pants. He was already rock-hard.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a bit slow tonight and I need some help.”

She grasped both sides of his face again and pulled him in for a huge kiss. Her hands slipped down to his belt buckle and undid it, unbuttoning the top and pulling the zipper down. “That help?” She breathed.

“Some. I thought, you know, since we started doing this you liked to get right to the main event.”

Kim reached into his boxers, stroking the tip of his manhood with her thumb. “Oh God, I want you inside of me, but it’s been so long since we did some of the other things.” To prove her point, she leaned over his lap, pushing the top of his underwear down and taking the head in her mouth, sucking slightly on it as she stroked the exposed shaft with her fingertips.

Ron brushed her hair with his hand as she took more and more into her mouth, increasing the suction as she went. Pulling the bottom of her low-cut sweater up, he undid the strap of her bra, then ran his hand down the middle of her back and under her panties.

Stopping before he could get too far too quickly, she sat back up, keeping her hand on him, but only slowly rubbing up and down, gripping the skin and while stroking the tip with her thumb again.

Ron got up and let his pants fall, then slipped his shirt off his shoulders. Kim slid down in her seat, pushing her panties off as Ron started inching her top upwards, exposing her small breasts and her firm, engorged nipples as the loose bra came off with it.

Kneeling in front of her, he took the time to carefully slip her socks off. The compartment was warm, so they had long ago slipped their shoes off, occasionally playing footsie. Setting the last of her clothing aside, he sat down on the carpeted floor for a moment to take his off as well.

Kim half-sat, half-lay on the seat, her legs partially open, dragging her fingernails up her chest. “See, no need for fancy lingerie.”

“No duh.” He leaned forward, placing a light kiss on the inside of her thigh. “Though I do like making love to you with those silky nighties on. Or those naughty panties you have.” Sometimes when they were out, she would whisper in his ear that she was wearing a crotchless pair. They were somewhat uncomfortable for her if she was wearing slacks, but just telling him they were there was a signal it was time to go home. Sometimes they didn’t even make it back to the apartment, especially if she was wearing a skirt, though that only happened twice, and one of those times was in the darkened garage under their building.

Ron kissed her leg once more, then again, making his way slowly to where she wanted him to be. She let out a slight whimper as he kissed her right on her love, just a small bus right on the outside, her sparse hairs tickling his lips just slightly.

She grasped the back of his head and pulled him tightly against her. His tongue lashed out and parted her lips, delving deeply into the center to lap up the juices already flowing. Then he traced the lips to the top before gently biting down on her clitoris, causing her whole body to arch in pleasure. Then he dove deep inside her again, chewing, licking, sucking. His hand came up from underneath and he slipped first one, then two fingers inside of her as he sucked on her clit.

Kim’s whole body spasmed as she came hard, her thighs almost crushing his head as she let out a cry of pleasure. As the waves subsided she could feel him rise up between her legs, pushing them further apart. His fingers slipped out as something else, something much larger too their place. She wrapped her legs around his back as he drove into her with a ferocity that could only mean he was just about ready to blow himself.

Another huge orgasm rocked her as he unloaded into her. He stayed rock-hard, driving into her as his love spilled out in a beating pulse. She let her legs fall to the sides, spreading them as far as she could, which was considerable since she had stayed in her cheerleading condition.

Ron, even having spent his first shot within her, kept his end of the bargain up. He didn’t even slow, driving into her with such intensity she could feel herself starting to blow once more. Reaching upwards, she drew his body down onto hers, slowing him, savoring the moment, backing off slightly, feeling his warm chest mashed against hers, her own hips rocking in time with his thrusts.

He reared up again, but didn’t pick up the tempo. Instead, he pulled her upright, then grasped her backside, picking her up while staying joined with her. Kim wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as he slowly turned around, sitting on the edge of the seat. He eased down as she rose and fell on him.

Kim didn’t mind doing all the work. In fact she loved it. He remained still and rigid as she worked him, riding him like he was a bucking bronco. Her eyes closed as she concentrated on the sensation of his manhood inside her.

His hands grasped her waist at first, then slowly traveled down her legs before sliding upwards again, gently holding her by her breasts. He could no longer remain still, bucking her with each move.

Recognizing the tell-tale signs on his face, Kim stilled herself on him once more. His back arched as he pushed as deeply into her as he could go, lifting both of them slightly off the seat. He held for a heartbeat, then slipped down before slowly, but forcefully pushing all the way back into her.

Kim leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips before slipping off of him, dropping to her knees, assuming the position he had on her before. She licked the juices off his throbbing member before taking almost the whole length into her mouth. With one hand she held the base, while her other went down between her legs, massaging her mound before slipping just one finger in over her clit.

Just as another orgasm started washing over her, Ron sat up once more, pulling himself free of her mouth. He moved around behind her, picking her backside up. She gripped the cushions as she felt him glide back into her, the full eight inches buried to the hilt in her love. He held onto her waist as he jammed it repeatedly into her, catching the last part of her climax and starting yet another.

They both cried out as his load jetted into her again. It was like a flood in her loins, the hot, wet feeling. Kim’s fingernails dug into the fabric, which thankfully was tough enough not to tear before her head dropped down onto the cushion, her breath coming out in ragged pants.

Ron kneaded the small of her back, doing his best to maintain his erection, but he was completely spent at that point. Kim turned around and pulled him close as he slipped out of her, wrapping herself completely around his body.

“Oh, baby, that’s just what I needed.”

“Want some more snackage?” He lay back on the seat, bathed in sweat.

“Nah. I’ve got a feeling I’m going to be walking funny when we get there now. That was a bit…rougher than we’re used to.”

“Yeah, but it was fun.”

“Ferociously fun, but don’t think that’s what we need every time. Sometimes that’s what we need, but I still like just gently making love in bed before we go to sleep.”

“We’re still a long way from Go City, and it’s going to be pretty late to get any rest in our rooms.”

“I know, Ronnie. It’s just…those bunks are so small, and I want to hold you.”

Ron got up and pulled down the lower one, then picked Kim up in his arms, placing her there. She didn’t resist when he squeezed into the small bed with her.

She shifted slightly, pretty much climbing on top of him. “I’m not to heavy, am I?”

“Nah, I like this.” He closed his eyes, stroking her hair.

They dozed like that for about an hour. Kim woke first when something arose, seemingly from the dead. With a little smile, she opened her legs a little further and was rewarded when his organ found its home within hers.

They didn’t cry out this time, but she was right. The gentle loving was just as good.

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