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Quickies	By : battleaxe Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 15279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rain Shower

A most vivacious young woman lay quite peacefully upon a hard wooden bench. It was an ugly old bench perched upon ugly old bits of concrete. Through its long life it had been well abused by many a player on the Middleton high school football team. All in all the team did not have the best track record of victories so players as well as coaches had vented their frustration against the poor creation.

The girl in question was quite an exquisite creation. Long red hair pooled about the wooden platform then cascaded like a waterfall over the edge and down towards the ground. Petite in nature with a delightful perky body, although if asked she would say her breasts were really to small but in fact they were of a perfectly wonderful roundness, just right for cupping in one hand. A waist that was small but well muscled, curved into a firm set of hips and down into a divine set of long smooth well-built legs.

This superb package of femininity was decked out in a tiny bit of clothing commonly utilized by cheerleaders, of which she was one. The top was long sleeved but ended abruptly just below those perky little breasts leaving her mid-ruff exposed. Skirt was tiny, barely covering a pert little bottom. Underneath was an undergarment designed to hung and support that superb backside. The whole ensemble was planned out in the school colours of purple with white and gold.

On the ground off to one side lay her pom poms and backpack filled with the school supplies needed for her education. Upon this place in the hollow of the now vacant stadium she waited for her best friend and lover to escort her away to their favourite place of nourishment, Bueno Nacho. There she would coo over him and the grand day he had out on the field. He was after all the star play of the senior football team.

There she lay waiting for him to arrive and sweep her away, although it did seem to be taking him an awfully long time to arrive. She didn’t think it took that long for a guy to get changed out of his plastic armour. It was hopped that he would shower, she did like it when he glistened but the aroma was not really to her fancy.

“Hey KP.” Came the high pitched voice of her boyfriend. “I thought you were going to meet me by the gym doors?”

She must have dozed off for he had been able to sneak up on her undetected, not something that happened very often. “It was such a beautiful day I thought I would wait for you out here.” The young lady replied as a smile cracked her lips.

“Lovely day…uh ya. It’s gonna’ rain real soon.”

“Wha…!” For the first time she open her eyes and noticed that the sky was indeed very black and ominous. Craning over to look behind at what seemed to be a fast moving weather system, the pair would never arrive home by the time it hit.

Leaping up Kim grasped hold of the hand of the man she loved and began to sprint in the direction of the gym dragging him in her wake. Behind her a bolt of lightning arced from one cloud to another, illuminating up the sky, and instant later a loud booming rumbled though the air. Large water droplets began to strike the pair as they fled. “Aren’t we going home?” cried out her consort, struggling to keep up.

“We’ll never make it. The gyms closest, we’ll be dry in there.” Just off in the distance the main doors to the gymnasium could be seen. Wooden entrance was covered over with an iron tresses and orange coloured plexy glass roof. The main double doors to the massive brick building were closed. And locked, much to the chagrin of the pair has they crashed into the structure.

The two were damp but not drenched as the rain came pounding down in a massive torrid. Precipitation crashed onto the covering making a horrendous clamour, drowning out all incidental noise. “The doors are locked!” Kim stated using all her strength attempting to haul the doors apart.

Ron Stoppable slid down the length of the wooden barrier to sit on the only bit of dry, a concrete step at the very edge of the door. The downpour was coming down so harshly that they were getting wet even under cover. A car that passed by could barely be seen amidst the haze. Savagely Kim kicked the locked gate before turning around to watch the down pore.

She was annoyed with herself mostly if she had, as originally planned, gone, changed and met Ron they’d either be home now or at Bueno Nacho instead of getting wet sitting under the awning of the school. As it was the wind was driving the rain so hard it was coming down side ways. The moisture so thick through the air they were getting soaked regardless of the overhead protection.

Glowering at the driving rain Kim stood like a statue her posture was very aggressive. She let out a heavy sigh, they would just have to wait out the storm; hopefully that wouldn’t take to long. Her shoulders slouched slightly as she pondered their fate.

Jumping skyward in surprise as firm but familiar hands had risen up under her petite skirt and grasped her hips pulling her backwards. Kim stumbled rearward, her poor little shoes skidding on the wet cement, arms flailed madly as she fought for balance. “Ron…what are you doing?” she screeched.

He said nothing but she got her answer. Big fingers seized hold of the elastic waste band of her undergarments, both the one that went with the cheer costume as well as the frilly little panties. “Ron…NO! This isn’t the place!” she beseeched him. It wasn’t like when they were under the bleachers hidden from sight this was out in the open.

Ron ignored her, concentrating upon the task at hand. Hauling the tight little panties down until they tangled about her thighs he then began his work. He could feel her hands swatting at his head wishing him to stop, he had a craving and only Kim Possible could satisfy that desire.

Ron’s large palms pushed aside the cheeks of her bottom while his thumbs delicately placed pressure upon the lower lips of his beloved. Face pressed forward burying his tongue deep into her womanhood. From his vantage point he could feel her body being to react to his loving; her knees pressed together rubbing up and down. Her wondrous body bent forward as her ass pressed back practically sitting upon his face. Breaths were now coming fast and sharp and low moans escaped her lips. Kim was a splendid girl who could go from nothing to incredibly horny in just a few seconds and he loved her dearly for it.

Licking between Kim’s inner lips and her outer ones Ron began to penetrate his much loved girlfriend’s pussy. His tongue probing the entrance to her womanhood, gradually piercing with rapid thrusts, he knew his lover well, his teasing was designed to work her into a frenzy of undeniable lust. Each movement of his tongue was like a rapid poke, the depth of each lunge never the same as the last..

One oversized thumb sliced forward, sliding through the wetness down the center of her lips to gracefully stroke her clitoris. It had taken him many tries to find the thing but now that he knew where it was he was never going to forget. Very tip of his finger brushed past the sensitive area causing further moans and gyrations from his lover.

With varying strokes Ron Stoppable worked his tongue from the very tip of her clit down between the lips stopping just before her anus. He wasn’t quite ready to go that far yet. But now trying something new he had heard mention in the football change room and had been dying to try it out, unfortunately he had lacked the time alone with his dream girl.

It was back to pre-school for Kim and Ron began the lesson. With his tongue buried between her lower lips, the ones now doing the puppy dog pout, he began tracing out the alphabet. Capital letters of course.

He had thought it was a silly myth when one of his fellow ball players proudly spouted forth this bit of trivia. But Ron figured no harm in trying and it seemed to be working. Kim let forth high pitched squeal of a moan easily heard over the rain, her knees were beginning to buckle beneath her and even from here he could tell Kim was kneading her breasts. He continued on with the alphabet.

Running out of letters he began on the lower case, quickening his pace as he went along. Kim’s fingers were now rubbing her clit; although Kim never masturbated she would if he was teasing her help herself along to an orgasm. But not today, today Kim Possible would not get off so easily.

Stopping his tender ministrations he began to pull away her underwear. “What…why are you stopping?” her breaths coming harshly.

Grasping the elastic he pulled ruthlessly on the poor fabric, wrenching the damp material over his lover’s thighs. Ripping the material over her knees and down to her ankles, letting them pool at her feet not wasting an instant before proceeding. Bodily hauling first one foot then the other the dual set of underwear was unceremoniously tossed aside.

The now upright Kim Possible was quickly turned about so she now faced her enthusiast. “Now you’re gonna get it.” He told her with a wicket gleam in his eye.

“I should hope so.” Replied his goddess now thoroughly aroused. Squatting down Kim grasped the Titanium re-enforced belt yanking the two ends apart, The pants fallowed suit a heart beat later where upon her dainty hand slid down his belly and down into his boxer shorts. Grasping firmly the object of her desire she pulled it forth into the cold clamy air. The massive creation was a solid as a proverbial rock standing rigid and upright like an Egyptian monument.

Through her grasp Kim could feel slick glossy fluids coating its length. She let the slickness run through her fingers coating her palm. She then proceeded to do what any young red blooded girl would do, she dropped herself down impaling herself on her man’s thick penis. Crying out in ecstasy as the member forced her lips aside, descending slowing allowing the full enjoyment to pervade the depths of her womb. Kneeling before him Kim felt their hips meet and she waited to catch her breath before beginning her ride.

With Kim squirming on his lap Ron grappled with the cheer top. He hated the tight fitting sweater and the sports bra beneath but he would have the tender little melons hidden beneath. Both popped out as the tops were pushed up her chest, the exquisite mounds of flesh quivered in the rain soaked air. Divine were the nipples poking out, swollen and erect they looked as though they could cut through glass. Cupping the one roughly he shoved it whole into his mouth suckling the nipple. Tongue circled and played with the appendage toying with it as he had earlier with her vaginal lips.

Twisting her hips Kim began to ride her stallion. Hips sliding back pulling Ron’s penis as she went, then her pelvis would rise up removing the member from deep within. As her crotch met with his belly her pussy would swallow the cock once more completing the cycle, then it would all begin again. Rocking back and forth, raising her hips then crashing them back down. She gripped his shoulders tightly for support letting her body enter into rhythm of sexual euphoria.

Forgetting the wondrous breast Ron grasped his lover about the hips helping her along. His strength lifted her soaring higher from his inflamed cock, then piercing her deeply. Their movements became one as bodies merged and passions became enflamed.

Screams of passion filled the outer hall as the riding pace quickened. Kim cries with desires to the goddess of love and lust for her man to fuck her hard and fill her insides with his essence. Head flailed back and forth, long damp red tresses lashing outwards striking her consort cross the face and chest leaving long lines of dampness where ever they fell. Lower down her pussy rained juices sending them streaming down the length of Ron’s fortitude. Wailing orgasms drowned out by the rolling thunder as Kim’s body began to shudder to its very essence.

Finally gripping Kim’s hip’s Ron lunged forward crashing his cock deeply into his woman’s cunt sending forth a jet of semen coating her insides like a fire hose. She could feel his muscles continue to flex even as his member unceasing pumped.

Crumpling down to lie upon his chest her head resting against his shoulder the pair let their bodies come down from their passionate high. Holding tightly with his arms locked about her waist Ron held onto his impassioned girlfriend thankful that she wasn’t really programmed to say no. His embrace continued as their breath and hearts began to slow. Gently he kissed the nape of her neck getting the slight whimpered moan that he always got after a major sexual encounter. He would be pushing it to much if he though he would get another go from her especially as the storm was beginning to pass.

Turning she whispered into his ear. “I enjoyed that my beloved…but we’re not going to try that again any time soon.”

A quick kiss behind the ear “So you’re saying we can do this again?” she didn’t see the grin upon his face.

“Not a chance!”

“That’s code for maybe right?”

“Keep dreaming lover boy.” He could hear her giggle slightly and knew that she enjoyed the sexual encounter as much as he did.

There they sat out the rest of the storm. Icy breeze pricking at exposed nipples, his penis embedded inside her warmth. Cuddling as they always did after the passion as if saying I would always be there to protect you against whatever storm may arise.

“Is that my underwear sitting in that deep puddle?”

Craning to look over a mass of red hair he affirmed. “Yes I believe that would be.”

“Now what am I supposed to wear home?” she inquired.

Ron didn’t say anything just looked her deep in the eye and began rubbing his nose gently against hers, before he began kissing her again. He would be the gentleman and cradle his hand against her cheeks to keep the wind from blowing her skirt up, she was always sexier without any knickers.
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