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Night Moves	By : battleaxe Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 9425 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Night Moves

BN headquarters the well established meeting facilities for heroic Team Possible was quiet tonight. The facility was not all together large but was well equipped for the tasks required of it. The building was circular in shape with a large sombrero that doubled as a roof. Outside were positioned a drive by window and patio with multi coloured picnic benches covered over with umbrella’s. A surrounding low brick wall, with greenery positioned along the top and other not so real desert like plants were potted about to increase the atmosphere. Inside orange bench style seats surrounded the outer wall large windows positioned beside each bench as well as a light high above illuminate each table, over top dangled a fern planter. Whether the plant was living or not was up to question.

Just because it was watered every couple of days didn’t mean it was real. There was a counter and kitchen in back along with freezers and other storage facilities for care of food products.
The walls and ceiling showed many hasty repairs due to combat over the years. The roof had been replaced on many separate occasions and numerous tables had been reinstated. Heavy reinforcing showed itself in almost all ordinary articles due to collateral damage.

For all intensive purposes this facility used by the premier heroic team of the tri-city area looked just like a fast food restaurant. And in fact it was, the heroic team just couldn’t afford a real hideout on the half hearted paychecks of part time retail workers. So the team used it for dates and meetings of a more social nature.
At this point in the evening the crowds were gone and only the scattered remains of people eating in the off hours were present.

The pair had just completed a movie date and we’re now hungry so Bueno Nacho did the trick. Kim Possible, the team leader was dressed nicely for the evening. Her long deep red hair was as usual worn free flowing down her back. A light blue turtle neck sweater covered her top and kept out the cool fall night air. Her hips were covered in a burgundy skirt and her stunning long legs were left bear this evening. Just below her knees and down to her dainty little feet were snuggled in to a pair of stylish onyx boots. Club Banana employee discount card was a most wonderful desirable.

Because the pair knew the assistant manager well their food would be fresh made and not sitting under the heat lamps for any length of time. As Kim leaned over the counter waiting her boyfriend snuggled up behind her and planted a kiss upon her check. “I’ll go grab us a table.” She watched him turn and saunter off, shouldering his pack as he went. Kim enjoyed watching him walk away now that she had him dressed in nicer clothing, especially the tight jeans he had such a cute little bottom.

“Hey K.” Kim let out a muffled groan and turned.

“Bonnie.” The smile she gave was most obviously forced. Bonnie was her arch nemesis from school and also a major thorn in Kim’s side. Bonnie was ambitious but had no desire to work to get what she wanted, figuring that all should be given to her on a silver platter. Bonnie was a brown hair girl with a dark completion. She was decked out in the usual short skirt and midriff bearing top, a short waste length jacket matched out to the rest of her wardrobe.
“So that loser boyfriend of yours take off and leave you to pay? Again!” There was obviously venom in her words. She figured Ron was the biggest loser on campus and would amount to nothing in life. Actually she imagined that the pair we’re just pathetic.

“No Bonnie he’s just…” Actually Kim had no idea why he had taken off the place was practically empty. She looked over to where he stood near by the booth they normally shared.

Both girls watched. Ron had placed upon the plastic table top a small red and white checkered cloth. Continuing to route through his kit he removed an electric candle and placed it upon the slab. Rufus lifted it up and moved it over to one side and flicked the little switch to illuminate the tiny bulb, he then did the same with the second candle. Two plastic Champaign flutes were then removed. Kim smiled, no wonder he had super sized the ginger ale.

Turning back Kim smiled rather evilly at her arch pain in the backside. “Well Bonnie it looks like my boyfriend is trying to be romantic. Is your boyfriend…” Kim feigned surprise. “Opps you don’t have a boyfriend. YOUR boyfriend actually graduated and left you high and dry. Oh I’m so sorry.” She wasn’t but Kim really didn’t wish Bonnie around to spoil what had been an enjoyable evening.

The look Bonnie gave contained pure venom and Kim could have sworn that it might have melted the wall behind her. With fists clenched and teeth grinding together Bonnie spun on her heal and left in quite a huff. “Possible!” Kim turned back to the counter. Ned was standing behind the main desk, plastic tray full of delectable food stuffs. “Your orders ready.”

She smiled back, he might have been a loser nerd type but was generally a good guy. If not just a little too serious about his job as assistant manager. “Thanks Ned.”
Kim strolled over to the table where she was greeted by her companion who took the tray from her position, helped her into her seat, placed a patterned napkin onto her lap and positioned her platter before her. “Thank you Ron.” she stated while blowing him a kiss across the table.

Just as Kim was about to bite into her dinner the lights dimmed transversely cross the dinner and soft romantic music played through the speakers. Leaning one elbow upon the table she questioned her love. “You two planed this didn’t you?”
Rufus who had fixed his own napkin securely around his neck look upon his pet human who was at this time attempting to look innocent and failing horribly so he just shrugged. “Maybe.”

Dinner may not have been expensive but it was wonderful. And through out the meal Ron was confounded by the fact that he felt something casually running up and down his leg, but nothing was there when ever he looked below the table. Rufus was up top gorging himself upon a grand-a sized Naco and Kim sat across from him and just smiled rather sweetly.

Xxxxx

The Stoppable family estate was silent not a creature was stirring not even a naked mole rat. When out on the front stoop there arose such a clatter that it could be only one person that could make that much racket.

Ron Stoppable burst through the front door of his home hollering out the fact that he had arrived but except for the quiet drone of a radio there was no response. A small floor lamp burned quietly beside the front couch in the main room sending oddly shaped shadows cross the emptiness. The television in the center of the room was silent the screen blank, the couch empty nobody was home.
Ron turned to his girlfriend and shrugged slightly “I guess nobodies home.”

His beloved had already figured that out on the way up the drive but said nothing as she watched her lover head up the stairs and out of sight. She herself headed into the kitchen, her healed knee high boots silently clomping along the carpeted floor.

The kitchen itself was not altogether large but did manage to cram in all the major necessities of life. The fridge and stove stood nearby one another cabinet space was lost with the addition of a dishwasher the front of which matched the cabinetry. In the center of the room sitting upon the tiled floor was the table where the family ate the majority of their meals. Three chairs and the recent addition of a high chair circled. The forth chair which was placed by the rear door could be slid across to join the others at the table when company was present. The company was mainly her.

The only glow came from the tiny light that emanated from the stove, its radiance casting a gleam upon the tiny piece of paper in the center of the table. Gently lifting the scrap from its position she viewed the script.

Dear Kim. We’ve taken Hanna out to visit Grandpa Stoppable. Be back later Enjoy yourselves.

Mrs. Stoppable obviously knew how things stood within the relationship. Actually the majority of the notes left had been addressed to her and not Ron. Well she was the more responsible of the two. Shrugging she slid the paper back into the center of the table and patently waited for her partner to show up.

It only took a short moment for Ron to arrive back at her side. It wasn’t a large house so searching took very little time. “Definitely nobody home.” Kim her eyebrows raised as she nodded pointing at the paper on the table. She watched as Ron leaned over and read the contents. He had gotten fairly competent reading notes upside down, mostly from copying her school work as she was doing it.

Clamping his hands together with a loud slap he proclaimed “Great I’m hungry!”

Her face showed quite a considerable sum of astonishment. “What… we just ate not more than fifteen minutes ago!”
Turning and advancing towards her a devious grin upon his face. “Who says I want food. I’m hungry for Kim Possible.” Ron forced Kim back into the cabinetry pinning her there with his own body.

Kim let out a giggle as Ron pressed up against her. She leaned back slightly forcing him off balance tipping him forward so their bodies pressed together not just their lips. Passion flowed between the pair. Hungrily their lips twisted and tongues entwined and occasionally one would nibble down and draw forth the others lip.

Ron could feel the breath sucked out of him. Kim had her hands around his back pushing his face closer, more firmly into hers.
Ron let his fingers wander up the flanks of Kim’s thighs over her skirt and feeling the soft purple fabric against his fingers. Sliding them ever higher until finally his fingers fell upon her wondrously beautiful breasts. Squeezing them gently he let his thumb dance lightly against the hidden nipple. Even through the material he could feel the nipple stiffen before his loving touches.

They had not made love many times but Ron Stoppable knew when his girl was ready. Pulling back from her kissing he viewed Kim her eyes closed leaning forward wishing to continue the melding of their lips. He could see the passion in her half open eyes as he grasped her about the waist and lifted her hastily plopping her bottom down upon the counter top. Sliding his hands over from her waist and down her bare legs he stopped at the knees and with a knowing smile pushed them wide apart.

He resumed kissing her lips feeling the warmth of her breath even as her moved forward, his belly felt the heat between her legs. Ron’s kissing shifted down to his loves neck. Kim’s head shifted allowing his lips to linger as they nibbled at the base of her collar. A low moan escaped her due to the multiple levels of attention. The kneading of her small but beautiful breasts, the lingering kisses placed upon her sensitive neckline, the rocking of her inner thighs against his belly. Even through the fabric of his shirt Ron could feel dampness beginning to seep past onto his flesh, her sent wafting up into his nostrils hastening him onward.

Taking a step backward he looked at his love, her eyes were glazed over, lips parted slightly smiling. Her tongue slowly snaked out liking the upper rim of her lip making it glisten with moisture.

Bending at the knee Ron lowered himself towards the gates of heaven and the wonders that lay between Kimmy’s legs. Her arousal was like the sweetest perfume ever made, he let the sent guide him downwards and inwards. He began his feather like kisses again letting his lips brush against her inner thigh. He began by first laying several on one milky white thigh then shifted to the other. Her whimpering began almost immediately as her body twisted and legs began pressing inward. More kisses now between her legs, his tongue tasted her through the thin flimsy fabric of her knickers.

The thin layer of textile could not hinder Ron as he tenderly made his way up and then down the moistened area between Kim’s legs. He could hear a slight moan escape his loves lips and with much satisfaction knew he was giving her pleasure. Has of now that was his sole purpose for this evening and nothing more, if the kimmunicator went off he would kill that little computer brat.

Ron moved himself slightly to one side, tilting his head. In this position he snaked his tongue under the delicate elastic of Kimmy’s undergarments. The thin filament gave way to his onslaught shifting aside enough for access to the joys of womanhood. Now he could taste the soft flesh, feel the luscious lips as they spread out before his assault.

Oh yes this was what it was all about he could hear Kim release a long sigh as his tongue began lapping up and down the tip slipping gracefully inside of her. Ron needed more he had to get inside Kim to taste her fully. The one hand moved forward sliding up her inner thigh reveling in the soft smoothness of her flesh. He moved his fingers under the soft fabric and lifted it away from the lusciousness. It was a wonder to behold, the soft dark pink lips glissening in the pail kitchen light. Tongue poised to strike deep Ron moved forward.

“Stop it you! Stop that.” Ron could feel Kim slapping at him forcing him out from between her legs and he was shocked and hurt by the action. “Don’t you dare ruin those!” Ron looked up at her confused “I can’t afford to replace those, they cost a fortune.” Kim told him flatly

Ron looked back between her legs examining the crumpled panties. “But there’s nothing to them”

“It doesn’t matter…here” Both hand grasping the edge of the counter Kim lifted herself into the air, her legs straight, booted toes pointed straight.

Ron smiled to himself he was back in action. He began kissing the outside of her legs gradually working his way inwards towards the most wondrous place in the Kim Possible inventory.

“Just take them off. I can’t hold his forever ya know.”

Kim watched from her gymnastic position as Ron slid his hands beneath her skirt and bodily haul down her tiny panties ripping them past her expensive Club Banana boots and off her body. Unfortunately she never saw where they went.

Kim felt Ron get back to work. She could feel his tongue lap up and down the entire length of her vagina. He wasn’t great at it yet but he was coming along nicely very soon he would make her beg for mercy. A quiet moan escaped her lips as she purred enjoyment at her lover’s workings. His tongue had slipped between her moist lips and penetrated into the inner sanctums of her body. Oh it felt so good, he was just wonderful. Oh what a lover. Oh…wait a minute he had stopped.

Kim looked down at her lover confused. Ron was gazing up at her he had a perplexed look in his eyes. Around his mouth was moisture gleaned from between her legs. “Is that my shirt?” he asked innocently enough.

Kim looked down at the light blue turtle neck sweater she was wearing. “Well I don’t know…it might be.” She stammered “It was in my drawer… and it looks better on me anyway.” The shirt was in fact the one Ron had purchased shortly after he got his poofy haircut somehow the article of clothing had just vanished and he’d been unable to find it. “Now you were busy so get back to work.” And with that she shoved his head back between her legs.

Kim sighed as her lover went back to work it was wonderful to have a boyfriend at least one that was so ready to ensure her satisfaction. She figured the other girls were jealous of her she had entered into one of the girls bitch cessions where they complained about their boyfriends. Tara had been irritable about how her latest lover wouldn’t go below the equator. And Kim still being a little naïve in the sex department had chimed in that Ron loved dropping down and eating her out, conveniently leaving out they had only made love a half dozen time.

That hadn’t gone over well, the other girls on the cheer squad had glared at her, they already figured that the best of everything always went to Kim Possible and now not only did they know that Ron was very well endowed but also loved to eat pussy was just to much for them to handle and Kim had been cast out of the cession once more.

It felt so good with her sitting on the kitchen counter her lover on his knee’s before her, his tongue working its way around her pussy. Another long profound sigh began deep in her throat before being funneled outward. With eyes only partially open Kim could watch Ron’s head occasionally twisted and turn as she let her fingers run though his short blonde hair.

Kim lurched dramatically a spasm ripped through her body a massive squeal erupted from inside. Heart racing and eyes wide she viewed Ron lying upon the floor staring up at her confused. “What did you do?” she cried out

“I don’t know.” He stammered.

Again “What did you do?”

“I don’t know.” It came out as a whimper.

“Can you do it again?”

He looked back between her legs “I don’t know? I can try.”

Slowly Ron ascended from the floor and sat upon his knees before the joys of Kim. He had never regretted his first attempt at muff diving or any of the subsequent times he had tried to give Kim pleasure with his mouth but dam it he wished those blasted web sites informing people on how to please ones wife were a little more enlightened. He had printed the article out and read it numerous times but he still had no idea on where he was supposed to place fingers and tongues. From what he gathered he would need more than one set of fingers and multiple tongues to send Kim into orgasm.

Leisurely he slipped forward. Kim was situated so just a tiny portion of her tight little bottom was sitting on the counter. Her legs wide, forcing her skirt to bunch up around the waist. The lips of her vagina were glistening as juices collected and then dribbled down accumulating on the counter. It was a glorious sight to behold.

Unhurriedly Ron moved his fingers forward letting them slide upwards along the length of his woman’s pussy. His two fingers gradually splayed apart spreading her outer lips making them into the image of a little pink butterfly. He amused himself staring at the insect like beauty between his fingers, listening to the soft purring sound he knew came from deep inside his lover.

Ron let his tongue explore at the very base of his consorts vaginal opening, he was a bit squeamish about going too far down and placing his tongue into her anus. Sliding between Kim’s inner lips he let his tongue slip slowly upward taking in the wondrous taste and aroma lapping at the entrance until he hit a slight bump in her sex. Kim gasped slightly and twitched her body, stopping for just a second thinking then he again tried it and Kim responded the same. Awesome he had found her clitoris at least he hoped he had.

Smiling to himself Ron had found the holy grail of sexual areas; his woman was at his mercy that was if he could find the thing again next time he was down here.

His tongue moved along randomly changing from the inner to the outer labia, he had no idea they were called this but he knew what tasted good and that he was pleasing his girl so that was all that mattered. Moving back he gave a little flick of his tongue against the clit now Kim was moaning and beginning to twist upon her pedestal.

Letting himself enter into a rhythm Ron would move from fucking her pussy with his tongue moving it in and out and around and around. Then proceeding back and flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. He would then roam around again licking and playing in the juices of his love.

He dearly loved his Kim Possible she was like one of those fancy foreign sports cars, the ones he could only dream about. Like Kim they were beautiful with soft flowing curves, a wonderful pleasing interior that you just flowed into and an output that went from zero to sixty in a hear beat. Or in Kim’s case incredibly horny in an instant.

Kim was feeling it now where once she had been moaning now she was hollering at the top of her voice, screaming to the goddess of pleasure thrashing her head about uncontrollably. Her bottom was no longer on the counter but lifter high in the air thrusting into his face she was propped up by only one hand the other forcing his head deeper into her womanhood, booted feet held flat to the cupboards below. Her strong thighs crushing inward compressing on either side of his head Ron was now forced to use both hands to keep them apart out of fear she would squash him flat. The juices from between her legs were no longer dribbling but flowing as if a dam had burst forth unleashing a torrent of liquid.

Forcing his one shoulder into her knee, the elbow on the other side to pry open the treasure, it was an acquired position but now Ron could slide his one set of fingers into Kim’s pussy. Slipping his two middle digits deep into her warmth stopping only when his knuckles impacted onto the sides of her vagina did he began wiggling them about in a come to me my love motion. Moving in for the kill Ron slurped his woman’s exposed clit into his mouth and then let his tongue flick over and around the organ gradually quickening his pace.

All bodily control was lost to Kim Possible, she was no longer coherent. Her screams echoed through the small room as her head thrashed about, tears flowed freely down her cheeks and over her chin. One arm supported her body high in the air, feet pressed firmly onto the cupboards beneath. Hips and pussy propelled forward grindings Ron face and tongue deeper into her womanhood. It was all overwhelming for poor Kim she needed a release from the pleasured torture. She bellowed forth for her love to cease, pleading for release.

Continuing on for several more moment he forced his fingers and tongue deeper into Kim’s sex before letting her free.

Kim crumpled down onto the counter before sliding over the edge and onto the floor into the waiting arms of her torturer who willingly took her into his arms snuggling her close. Smiling he stroked her long red hair. Her head rested upon his shoulder and he could feel the tears soaking into his shirt. She was trembling slightly; Ron could feel her raspy breath and the pounding of her heart. “You’re a bastard you know that.” She whispered in his ear “you’re supposed to let me orgasm, not keep me on permanent high.”

“Sorry KP.” He wasn’t but he said it anyway “new at this. Want to keep my woman contented.” Ron began kissing her gently along the base of her neck. He continued with the feather light kisses forcing the neck of his tight blue sweater down until a familiar purring moan escaped from her lips. “You want me to take you upstairs?” he asked not so innocently.

Giggling slightly. “Only if you carry me.” That was all the incentive Ron Stoppable needed carefully scooping her into his arms and holding her body next to his Ron began the climb from the kitchen all the way to his loft in the attic.

Xxxxx

It wasn’t a long trip to the attic and Kim wasn’t all that heavy but there was still quite the motivation behind his hast. The desire to get Kim Possible into bed was all the incentive needed for Ron Stoppable to make it up two flights of stairs in record time.

Ron’s loft was the length of the house but had only a small window at the one end of the room. To the far side was his small single bed the covers hastily pulled upwards in a vain attempt at neatening it if for no other reason than to please his mother, after all he was only going to make a mess of it again. Under the window was a night table a small lamp in the center but what pleased Kim the most was a small silver picture frame with the two of them plus Rufus snuggled up close.

A long thin drab carpet slid down almost the length of the room. The usual dresser, laundry hamper near by surrounded by dirty closes that hadn’t quite made it into the basket a computer table and chair rounded out the ordinary in this room. The peculiar aspect of the room was the large safe like object that stood in the one corner and now doubled as a closet Kim knew some of her things were stashed inside. At one point Ron had gone into paranoid mode and hidden away for a while.

Kim let herself be carried all the way up to the top of the house cuddled in closely to her beloved Ron. This was going to be one of the few nights where they could cut loose and have a massive night of sex without worrying about getting caught or waking half the neighborhood because of her screams. Her head snuggled into his neck she could feel the warmth of his body the sweat of his exertion not to mention the dampness of the juices that had flowed freely down his cheeks.

Just as he was about to toss her gently down upon the bed she arched and slid from his arms landing upon the floor gracefully. Kim’s eyes smoldered as she wrapped her arms around his neck and passionately brought her lips forward meeting his, letting her tongue entwine allowing his breath enter into her maw. Again just as before Ron broke away and began kissing down her neck all the while letting his finger run up and down the length of her body. But as Kim smiled to herself that was as far as he was going to get this time.

Ron was stunned as Kim steeped back out of his embrace he had thought he was doing quite well. Her eyes were now mischievous her smile full and deviant as she gave a little shove forcing him backwards. Stumbling Ron caught the back of his knees on the edge of the bed and tumbled backwards sprawling upon the rumpled sheets.

Slinking down as seductively as she could Kim knelt down before her master and hastily shoved his knees apart. Shuffling forward aiming at his crotch she grasped the front of his trousers pulling away at the flap. The button popped open and there a small but familiar sound of a zipper tearing apart. She could see the oddly patterned boxer shorts he wore straining against the overwhelming size of his manhood. Grasping the fringes of both her lover’s pants and boxers

Kim gave a mighty tug and hauled them down with an abrupt swiftness. And there standing straight before her was the monstrous creation that had slain her on many, well maybe not many but a few; fine not near enough times.

This was the first penis that Kim had ever seen in person and was the only one she wished inside of her, it would be the first time she had placed it in her mouth. Moving forward Kim could only stair at the monstrosity before her and now nagging doubts struck her as to how she was supposed to do this; this was not in any health class she’d ever taken. There wasn’t a class in high school on how to give your boyfriend a great blowjob.

Looking up she could see the excitement in his eyes they were wide and practically shooting out of his head she couldn’t back down now. No she was Kim Possible she could do anything including give her stud muffin his first blowjob or at least this had better be his first blowjob. She just wished the thing didn’t look like it was staring at her.

Steeling herself for the inevitable Kim brought her head down and kissed the very tip tasting the pre-cum that oozed forth from the top. The fingers on one hand gripped the very end of the heavy shaft lifting it upwards the other cupped his hanging testicles. They were large and seemed swollen as Kim gently shifted them between her fingers. Glancing up she could see him still smiling, the grin going almost from ear to ear and his eyes showed excitement that she had never seen before.

Moving the tip around the outside of her lips and over her chin and cheeks, the movement left a glistening trail a fallowing in its wake. She could feel his body tingle as she moved her tongue outward circling the tip before slithering downward along the entire length of his shaft. She had to be doing something right by the way he whimpered the way she could feel his toes curl and the fact that his legs closed slightly trapping her in. Kim shifted slightly letting her tongue lap around the base of the head where the skin pulled back from the helmet. Again she looked upon his face and giggled this was almost like sucking on a Popsicle she decided as she let her tongue slide down his cock.

Kim was proud of herself she could do this for no other reason than she could do anything. Now she went a little farther and closed her lips around the head of his penis sliding it into her waiting mouth.

The bed echoed as Ron fell backwards in prayer to the goddess of lust. She couldn’t see what her lover was up to so Kim shifted her head and face about looking for his reaction; she needed to see his face, to know she was pleasing him. From his vocalizations she guessed she was doing fine.

Penis in mouth, cock in hand Kim began to work in unison her head bobbing up and down around and around the helmet while her hand slowly worked up and down the thick member of her consort. Ron started to shift his body rocking upwards trying to trust his member deeper into her throat. Oh no Kim would have none of this and grasped the base of his cock held it tight forcing him down upon the matrices she would dictate when he could cum, she’d have her revenge for the seeing to she got in the kitchen.

Stopping the motion but not letting go of her prize Kimberly Ann twirled her tongue around the tip letting it slid gracefully about the helmet flicking at the very tip. Giggling she lifted her head slightly and let he lips slide downward letting the shaft slip over her tongue, deeper and deeper she went her jaw dropping as the massive creation forced her mouth apart, until finally her body spasm involuntary jerking back from of her new favorite toy. Ok maybe Kim Possible couldn’t do anything her boyfriend was a little to big and she couldn’t deep throat him, she’d ask Tara how to do that cause there was not way she would talk to Bonnie about this.

Going back to what she had been doing before Kim kept the tip of Ron’s penis in her mouth her tongue flicking and slithering about occasionally sliding it as far into her mouth as she could take it.

Fingers moving up and down the shaft masturbating him slowly the other hand holding him tightly below the testicles forcing him to stay upon the bed. She could feel him begin to shake slightly and it almost seemed that the member had grown slightly bigger but she kept at it all the while enjoying his reaction.

Finally he cried out her name, yelling it to the heavens. Hips jerked forward with a massive heave, Kim gagged as the massive cock smashed into the back of her throat. She could feel the inside of her mouth fill with his essence. Stumbling backward Kim fell to the floor stunned; she hadn’t expected the reaction she’d gotten. Coughing and sputtering, shaking her head about trying to clear her thoughts.

His strong hands gripped her shoulders and her head wobbled towards his. “KP are you alright?”

With a final cough “Did I do alright?”

Lifting her head upwards he looked her directly in the eye. “That was the most incredible…” his voice trailed off. “You’ve got it all over your face.”

She hadn’t noticed before but now she could feel the sticky essence of Ron around her lips, down her chin and even descending down her nose. Instinctively he tongue darted out as her finger brushed across her lips allowing the goo to enter back into her mouth. A confused look crossed her face as she took another sample before brushing a large glob onto her waiting tongue. She giggled when the entire mess was licked clean. “You taste just like a Naco!” she stated with pride. “The spices must go through and get absorbed into your seamen.”

Ron cupped his hands upon her face tenderly “Do you want to continue or….”

Her response was lightening quick and merciless, leaping from the floor Kim plowed into his chest sending her lover backwards flat onto the bed where she pinned him down with her body. “We have not yet begun to fuck!” and plastered him with a sloppy wet kiss. Her eyes were full of passion and her lips full of hunger for more attention from her devotee Kim’s fingers danced along the front of his expensive silk shirt pulling the buttons off one by one exposing an almost well muscled chest.

Tearing the fabric apart to expose the smooth hairless chest, she made sure it was clean by plucking out each hair that sprouted its way to the surface; this action was not all together appreciated by her mate. A purring noise echoed forth from the chest of Ron Stoppable as Kim made her way down from his neck across his shoulder blades and down to the middle of his chest kissing and suckling every inch of the way. Her tongue worked its magic once more circling about before engulfing each of his nipples. Beneath she could feel him twist and shake under her tender ministrations that was before she bit into his flesh leaving a red welt just above the nipple marking him with what was commonly know as a hicky.

Jumping slightly he commented “Hey that was a little ruff.”
Eyes still smoldering she glanced upon him “I thought you liked things a little ruff?” as she, with a little more tenderness took more flesh between her teeth.

This was not something new to Ron she had bitten him many times in the altogether too few times they had copulated, she was a most passionate girl. As he lifted her upwards she released his flesh and let herself be led back up to his lips. Their kisses were lightening quick so they could stare into the others eyes. His fingers glided down to her glorious hips and grasping the base of his shirt, who was he kidding he was never getting it back, her shirt. The fabric slipped away from her chest sliding up and over her head poofing out her hair as static sent it flying in all directions.

Underneath was a vision of perfection, a stunning pair of small breasts covered in a flimsy green brazier. They were a wonderful handful, just the right size even when erect as they were now. Round and firm with just the right amount of bounce it was a joy to place in ones mouth and suckle. Ron let his fingers slide up his girls back gliding to the rear strap of the bra where they dance along the elastic searching for the desired point. She could feel as his fingers fumbled along her back pulling and tearing in futility.

Breaking off a kiss in aggravation the dam thing wouldn’t open and Ron was forced to arch his back peaking over Kim’s shoulder but he still couldn’t see. Murmuring under his breath “Why won’t this thing come undone?” was mentioned along with many other words of a more cursive nature.

Kim rolled her eyes patience wearing thin, her chin resting upon her palm and she shook her head slightly, this could go on forever. “Ron stop.”

“No I can do this. I got it to work before…” he still battled the vicious creation.

“No…Ron….Your ruining it.” Sitting up she pushed his hands aside
“These are expensive and I can’t afford to have you ruin it.” Hands sliding up her belly cupping under her breasts causing them to rise slightly. Fingers maneuvered around her cleavage fallowing the green frilly material to the centerline between her bosom and with a deft flick of a plastic clip the two halves flipped apart exposing her wonders to the world.

“They have clasps in the front!” Ron’s fists crashed into his eyes in frustration. Why did the manufactures have to make things so complicated?

“Ah ya… no da!” Well how else could one respond to that silly question.

Neither one would let the mood die quite yet so with out further ado a small set of fingers slid their way up Ron’s chest and over his shoulders descending along his back pealing away his shirt. Moments later a pair of running shoes sailed through the air and thumped unseen against the floor tumbling out of sight. The next and final stage came when a strong pair of hands grasping onto the base of his trousers and with a mighty heave both his pants and boxer shorts sailed away from his body. With a smile the ensemble sailed over the lovely girls shoulder only to land with a resounding crash upon one computer monitor. “Ooops” was the only response said with a devious smile.

Sliding down between her lover’s legs tongue leading the ways she worked her way upwards starting from testicles over and along his steadily hardening manhood. Dipping down to his belly and snaking along his upper body beyond the neck and chin and stopping just above the small cleft in his chin Kim’s tongue darted between his waiting lips. Breasts pushed into his chest with her bottom high in the air she waited for him and he complied. This time the knowledge of where the clasp was positioned was not lost but eagerly grasped by large deft fingers popping the button and descending the zipper down opening the rear and accessing a round firm female bottom.

Rolling off her mount and onto her back Kim lifted her backside off the mattress letting Ron slide off the burgundy skirt.

Instantaneously the sight of his newest and most desirable present came into view. He hadn’t seen it before for it had been obscured by the skirt but now as the mini-dress fluttered to the floor it stunned him and only a crooked smile could be seen. “You trimmed.” he stammered.

And indeed she had. The first couple of times they had made love her bush had been long and scraggly; no attempt other than washing was maintained. “You like?” His response said it all. Arms wrapped themselves around and lifted her upwards in the arching of her spine.

“My Kimmy’s got a racing strip.” Now all that remained of her pubs was a long thin strip of red hair, the same colour which graced her head, it began slightly above her vagina and ran in a nice straight line about three inches where it abruptly stopped. It was thing of beauty and it was all Ron’s.

“I thought it was called a landing strip?” she giggled.

“Don’t care what it’s called, its incredible.” Teeth nipped away at the tip of her furry bits and she shrieked, he had entered a little too close to her tickle zone. Twisting away from his grasp the woman know as Kim Possible sat up upon the bed ankle upon knee and grasped the zipper of the one boot she made ready to remove the last bit of her clothing. “No! No leave then on.”

A confused look crossed her brow “You…you want me to leave my boots on?”

He was kneeling behind her now hands cupping her tiny breasts, lips nibbling on her neck. “Ya you look incredibly sexy in then. I want to fuck you while you’re wearing ‘em.

From behind a rigid pole stabbed her in the back letting Kim know what her consort thought of her latest buys. “Ok.” she wasn’t averse to trying something a little kinky and since the night had already been full of incredible sex there was no sense in not playing to the mood.

Fingers grasping about her middle Kim felt herself being carefully lifted and maneuvered, her hindquarters were elevated and set up so as to receive his attentions from behind. One leg was supporting her weight on the floor the other was bent and kneeling upon the bed, ass high in the air a cool wind wisped past her damp pussy. Back arched downward so that her breasts were pressed firmly into the quilt and her face crumpled the pillow. Trembling slightly as a finger traced its way from the front of her pussy along the length trailing the moisture between the crack in her butt cheeks. The pair had never done it this way before but since this was a night of firsts in their short sexual career Kim let things move ahead.

Lips pursed together her body shuttered once more as a silent moan escaped as Ron let his penis slide up and down the length of her pussy readying itself to plunge deep inside her. As she came to expect his entry was slow and deliberate forcing her lips apart as the solid shaft pushed its full length inward millimeter by millimeter. At this point it still caused Kim pain but it was a wondrous joyful pain that would be fallowed by pleasure so mind-blowingly grand that it boggled the imagination.

His pelvis collided with the firm flesh of her bottom and there he held it momentarily ensuring all was well before he proceeded. Hands slid under her belly grasping firmly to her bosom his lips kissed the back of her bare neck her long red hair had fallen off to the side.

Slowly Ron slides his member from inside, stopping just short of pulling out he rocked his hips upwards before sliding back in. That action not unlike that of the piston on a steam locomotive, slow at first but gradually building up speed.

The whimpering began as Kim lips pursed together trying to hold in her ecstasy. “Stop…no Ron…that’s not right…” she gasped.

His penis and pelvis crashed into her backside stopping abruptly “KP are you alright?”

“No…not…not like this.” She twisted forcing his member to tumble out from deep inside her. Landing on the crumpled bed sheets Kim rolled slowly first her upper section bent so her breasts came into view fallowed by her the disappearance of her lovely backside with the sparkling jewel that was her pussy entering into view. Bending forward she beckoned him towards her with one hand while the other grasped his still solid penis pulling it back into its rightful place. “This is the way I want your massive cock to fill me.” Her voice was little more than a whisper but Ron heard all he needed it didn’t matter to him how the pair screwed as long as they had sex.

It was a slow process as Kim lead him the short distance back. Ron slid his hands under her hips lifting them slightly. Her body tensed up and a moan emerged from her lips as her fingers forced the head of his penis into her burrow. The moans increased in length and volume as he forced his full length back inside her warmth. Ron’s hands slide farther up her arched back stopping just behind her shoulders, he could feel her arms wrap around him, the leather of her one booted leg slithered up to rest momentarily against his bare backside. Pelvises rubbing up against one another he stopped and waited for her response.

Her hands pushed into the small of his back and her hips pressed forwards attempting to get him deeper inside. She hadn’t opened her eyes since he had begun sliding inside and her tears had already begun to form. Ron knew he still caused her some pain when he inserted himself inside of his lover but she didn’t seem to mind and she seemed to think he was larger than most other guys. In the change room most guys tried to avoid looking at one another’s packages.

“Fuck me Ron Stoppable…Fuck me hard!” Kim hardly ever swore so it amused him when she spouted forth obscenities like this. But he needed no other encouragement and began to slowly slide out with the same piston like actions he began to fuck Kim Possible.

Both teens pulled at each other forcing their bodies tighter, their sweat began to pool mixing together with a familiar tang of sexual desire. Kim’s body arched and twisted her moans growing in volume with every hammer blow. He started out slow at first his penis would slide out leisurely lowering his hips slightly; a slight squelching sound emerged from between their legs as their liquids meshed. Then with an unhurried approach his pelvis would rise up a moderate distance and then the slapping noise as the flesh on their hips collided.

As the moments past the pace increased with the same rhythmic pattern Ron would plunge into Kim’s pussy sending a shockwave up shaking her breasts, it was a joyful sight watching her nipples wobble about as he banged her silly. One booted leg still wrapped around him the wonderful feel of the leather against his naked bottom the other had risen into the air and twitched as her orgasm neared. Her vocals had escalated with moans that rattled the windows; prayers to the gods of passion and most important his own name were called forth with her desires for a harder fuck.

Time seemed to come to a standstill for Ron Stoppable his world had closed into just a small area of his cock ramming into Kim’s pussy and that was all his world needed. Slowing up somewhat as Kim’s whole body shuttered, muscles locked in position her mouth stopped in mid-scream, he could feel a flow of liquid engulf his penis and flow between her legs and out over his testicles. Her eyelashes fluttered ever so slightly the tears still flowing down the sides of her cheeks. Ron let his companion come down slightly before beginning once more.

He had been forced to look up on the internet but was surprised to find that his beloved girl was multi-orgasmic and her third for the evening began immediately after the second. He was surprised at how long he was lasting usually they would orgasm together but tonight he felt he could do his girl forever.

Picking up the pace Ron continued his piston like action the same rocking motion his manhood thrashing into Kim’s pussy. Finally grasping her hips he knew he was close and he began ramming harder.

His cock threatened to pull out from inside of her his actions were so great that the two were gradually moving up the bed closer in on the wall.

With a massive final thrust Ron groaned as his weapon lanced into Kim crashing to a stop where his hips rattled into hers. He could feel his essence explode from deep inside sending what seemed like gallons of semen into her and she welcomed it accepting it fully holding it deep inside. His body slowed it rocking until it came to a halt, breath heavy muscles spent.

Leaning heavily upon straighten arms still pumping his seed deep into Kim’s body he glanced down upon her form. He never saw her more beautiful than after they had engaged in sex. Her hair was tussled about but her face was incredible. She positively glowed, the perspiration glistening in the lamplight. Eyes just mere slits mouth that was grinning but dreamy. Her whole body was just mind-blowing from her still perky erect deep crimson nipples straight down to her racing strip pubes, long gorgeous strong legs contained in her knee high sexy onyx leather boots firmly wrapped around his backside.

Each hand was securely fastened to one but cheek holding him inside her. He knew Kim wished to ensure every drop of his essence went inside so she could have him with her all the time. Smiling to himself this time he had filled her mouth and cunt with his juice; double points.

The teens lay upon the bed cuddling up to one another comfortable in their lust for one another. Letting their bodies drop back to normal mode, hearts beating against the others chest their breaths in sink. Kim with her legs and arms still tightly wrapped about her mate she let herself be rocked gently but still held him firmly inside.

Kim had always thought it stupid when people talked about a happy place but now she knew what it meant. Her happy place was in the arms of her lover before during and after sex and she could think of no place she would rather be deep in the knowledge that his little guys were swimming deep inside of her. Giggling slightly she still found it hard to believe he tasted like Bueno Nacho.

Xxxxx

Ron couldn’t see the clock from his position but he knew they had been snuggled quite a while as the sun was gone from the sky and moonlight filtered in through the tiny window. It wasn’t that he didn’t like cuddling with her it was just that and his parent’s car had just driven up and the doors slam shut. “KP I think we better get up my parents are home.” If she stayed over in his bed there would be nothing more than a raised eyebrow at the breakfast table the morning. But for both their sakes it was usually better if her parents though she had slept in her own bed, alone.

“I know…I know.” There was a certain reluctance in her voice.
Slowly they untangled themselves and rose from their resting place. She was still taller that he was while wearing those boots but dam did she looked sexy with nothing else on but those boots. She wrapped her arms around his neck pressing her lips to his “That was an incredible. We really need to do that more often.”

Cupping the cheeks of her bottom and holding firmly. “I’d love to. But you promise to rescue me when your dad sends me into space.”

“I won’t have to I’ll be right beside you and you can bang my little black whole all the way.” She giggled

“Promise.”

“Promise.”

Kim had less clothing to put on and hers didn’t seem to be sprawled around the entire room. He never really enjoyed her dressing although he might enjoy it more if he were helping. She stood in the center of the room light blue sweater on skirt in hand and nothing around her lower body the little spark in his loins began to ignite once more. “Where’s my underwear?”

He didn’t see it on the floor and when he grabbed his pants they weren’t in any of his pockets. He looked over at her a nervous smile cross his face.

“Ron!” Quickly dawning her skirt and zipping the back up as she started to fly down the stairs she had to find them before his parents did. Kim thumped down the stairs to the main floor of the household the kitchen being her main objective. That was where they came off so that was where they had to be.

As she hit the base of the stairs and entered into the Stoppable’s living room her eye catching the glare of the burning television.

“Hey you its time for the news.” Mr. Stoppable was talking to a little naked mole rat who controlled the remote to said television.

“Hey Kim I hope my boy’s keeping you well satisfied.”

Kim flushed the meaning was clear the whole world knew she and Ron were sexually active, with the exception of her father. And he also knew that the pair had just completed one of their carnal adventures.

“Ok look doesn’t she look so peaceful when she’s sleeping.”
Hana was sleeping curled up between Mr. Stoppable and the arm of the couch and Kim could think of no better way of changing the subject.

“Like this she hardly seems like a hyperactive ninja baby.”

Mr. Stoppable smiled and placed one hand on his baby girls back and gave her a little squeeze. “Yes she is quite the handful. One the plus side the house has never been cleaner. We broke down a purchased the really expensive vacuum the one with the ceiling attachments to get the footprints off.” He broke off motioning towards the rooftop overhead. Both chuckled at the notion.

“Was she a good little girl for Grandpa Stoppable?”

“Like a little angle, he does enjoy our little visits although he would like it if you two would visit more often. Something about great grandchildren.” Kim was not going to be let off the hook just yet.

Kim flushed slightly but managed to stammer out “That’s not going to happen yet.”

“But not for lack of trying.” Mr. Stoppable had a big smirk cross his face as he looked up from his seated position.

Kim’s cheeks reddened as she felt the need to be away from this uncomfortable line of conversation and headed off towards the kitchen

“I’m sure Ron will be down soon.”

“I have very little doubt.” He didn’t notice that Kim flushed again.
The kitchen was brightly lit and Kim couldn’t remember if they had turned the light out after they left or not. But her eyes weren’t pointed overhead but towards the tiled floor in hopes of finding her missing panties. Eyes quickly scanning over as much ground as quickly as possible. “Evening Kim looking for something?”

“No..no…I’m…Oh snap!” The obscenity was muttered under her breath.

Mrs. Stoppable stood leaning against the kitchen table one eyebrow raised but the most damming thing was the tiny green frilly bit of fabric that dangled from one index finger. Kim sighed and turned beet red “Yes those would be mine.” Right now she couldn’t look Mrs. Stoppable in the eye and had the desire to crawl under a large rock.

“I do hope the two of you are taking precautions?” She stated her voice earnest.

“We do try Mrs. Possible. We do try.” Kim didn’t really like the encasement that should surround Ron’s manhood, she enjoyed feeling him flood inside of her filling her up not to mention being able to carry part of him around with her all day. She was on the pill but knew that wasn’t enough and that she should be taking all available precautions.

The older woman smiled, she seemed a little more tired than usual but that was most likely caused by the adoption of an overactive ninja baby. “I’m glad.” Her face turned serious again “Kim I don’t think ether myself or my husband have mentioned this yet but we are incredibly pleased that you and Ron are a couple.” She smiled “We always hoped Ron would find a good girl and we are so very glad he was smart enough to get the best.” She started to get emotional as both woman embraced in a strong hug.

“It’s no big Mrs. Stoppable.” Still with her arms draped about her future mother in law.

“You know you can call me by my name now.”

“I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that right now; especially considering your still holding my underwear.”

Mrs. Stoppable looked down and still dangling from her finger was the missing undergarment. Both present and future Mrs. Stoppable’s broke out laughing.

Xxxxxx

The girls change room in Middleton High was stunning the walls and floor were done up in a deep red with the ceiling a light almost pink shade. Lockers against the one wall were a shadowy green, plush bench type seating covered another wall also green in colour. Multiple sinks had stool seating below with heavy mirrors in front surrounded by lights that enabled the girls to ensure their makeup was correct. Off to one side were the showers of handsome marble with large flow heads.

The boys change room on the other hand was down right utilitarian, the floors and walls were of an ugly white tile all the way from the change area through to the showers and out to the doors the ceiling was waterproof drywall painted white. Along the one wall were wooden benches for seating and pegs exiting the wall for hanging clothing.

In the center of the change area were three large heavy black iron posts that went from floor to ceiling and bolted to either side were more rows of benches. At this point in time the football team was cleaning up after a rather heinous practice.

Ron Stoppable stood off to one side of the change room his shirt removed and equipment thrown off to one side. Before him was his gym bag and a small little pink creature. He was tired as he stood letting the cool air of the change room dry the sweat from his body.

Rufus stood beside his kit bag holding a tube of deodorant up, Ron wasn’t sure where that had come from but was fairly certain that his girl had dumped it in as a subtle hint that he should get a shower after practice but Ron wasn’t at all enthusiastic about showering with other guys. Grasping the cylinder from his little companion he removed the lid and applied several swipes across each underarm before dumping the tube back into his bag.

Taking hold of his shirt and holding it up to his nose, lurching back in disgust he really should have had this washed on the weekend, Kim would scold him for this one but at this point it couldn’t be helped.

“Whoa Stoppable what happened to your back?” Ron eyes bulged out of his head. Oh snap was his only thought.

“Ya man your back, it’s all scratched up.”

Ron’s head dipped. Oh snap just kept going round and round his head.

“They must go all the way from your shoulder down to your ass, man.”
Kim was not going to be happy.

“Whoa he must be out there battle’n evil again.” Through the corner of his eyes Ron could see the young man flashing his fists through the air.

Oh snap here it comes.

“No…No!” screamed out another of his fellow athletes “It’s Possible!” he could see the guy making scratching motions in the air.

Ron could hear his fellow members of the football squad gather around him all looking at his back.

“Man she must be one wild woman!”

“Wait a tame that minx.”

Ron could feel them slap him on the shoulder in congratulations.

“Look…look she bit him too!”

The hollering and laughter filled the hall. Ron actually felt a joy fill his world, Kim would be pissed but he had the football team’s respect.

“I knew I should of gone for her.” Ron spun around rapidly his teeth set in an inhuman snarl fists balled at his side. “Hey man take it easy she’s all yours man. I don’t think I could handle her any way.”

“Wait a go Stoppable, wait a tame that beast.”
He could hear the guys talking behind him, by tomorrow it would be around the school and Kim would be annoyed, but man he had street cred now.
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