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[ Kim Possible ] Afternoon Affair	By : vzon20011 Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 59466 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Here you go Nathanal_Wilkes. Summer is almost upon us. Time to crank out another chapter. Thanks everyone for reading. Don't forget to hit that vote button at the bottom.
In this chapter: Foot job, car sex, oral sex, straight shota, beach, Ann, Ron
“Okay Mrs. Possible, your all set. Just follow the road for about a mile. Your exit is on the left at number 12. I hope you, and your son have a great day.” said a smiling white shirt attendant. He handed her a receipt embossed with an Upperton Private Beach logo.
The attendant’s eyes quickly scanned over the woman on the other side of the check in desk. A large floppy sun hat covered her short red hair, and large brown sunglasses covered up most of her face. Making her seem very mysterious. He tried to keep from staring at her nice figure. Breasts strained against the red one piece swimsuit. No padding, or bra allowed the semi hard nipples to push through. A short flower sarong was tied around her slim waist. Some of her smooth thigh shown from a split on the side.
Oh, er, Uh, Okay, thank you,” said Ann with a quick smile back. She was about to correct the attendant, but went with his assumption. She shifted a beach bag in her hands to reach for the paper. Then turned around on her clogs to walk out of the lobby to a waiting four door convertible. ‘Lucky bastard!’ thought the attendant with a sigh. Seeing a blonde haired boy waiting inside.
The hot bright sun burned Ann’s pale skin soon as she left the building. It was a good thing she put sun block on at home before coming. Summer was waning, but there was still some good sunny days left. She, and Ron had decided to go to the beach one day, and today seemed like a good day for it. Ann, and her husband James had gotten membership from a friend who was a member here, but they never had a chance to visit the private beach. Due to their conflicting work schedules.
The convertible roof was down so Ann could see Ron fiddling with the car radio from the passenger seat. She liked to listen to classical music herself, but didn’t say anything as he annoyingly shifted thru stations just like her kids did.
Ron was wearing a white tank top, and really tight pair of red speedos that she bought him. He wasn’t really thrilled about wearing them out in public, but Ann convinced him they looked great. She also had bought him a pair of black spandex shorts to wear during their morning workouts. The added benefit was that afterwards, she could watch his cute young ass while he did chores for her.
“UGH! One mile to go,” said Ann dropping her bag in the back seat. She turned to scan the sunny sandy coast that extended out of sight. The sparkling blue sea lapped noisily against it. Seagulls called to each other in the distance. It all made a nice calming effect. Ann suddenly felt very drained of effort, and energy. “ I don’t feel like driving it,” she said mostly to herself.
“Hey! Let me do it! I can drive!” Volunteered Ron. He had learned to drive while on missions with Kim.
Ann was almost going to say “NO!”, but realized instantly the benefits of letting him do it. ( A.) He was old enough to drive, and ( B.) they were on a straight private road with signs posted fifteen miles an hour. “Sure, why not,” said Ann not putting much of an effort into resistance. Ron slide over to the driver side. As Ann walked to the passenger side. It felt strange to get into the passenger seat of her own car.
“This is so cool Ann. Thanks!,“ said Ron chattering excitably while pulling out of the parking lot onto a small two lane road. “Uh Huh, no problem. Just keep your eyes on the road,” said Ann. Who seemed nervous at first, but eventfully calmed down. She seen how well Ron could handle the car.
The warm sun, and the created breeze by the traveling car felt good. Ann could have gone to sleep then. She made herself comfortable. Leaned her seat back with bare feet crossed on the dash. Her right arm crooked against the convertible’s door so that her hand held down her hat to keep it from flying away.
After watching some of the scenery slowly go by. Ron quietly started to contemplated his life. He cast side glances to Ann in the passenger seat. She looked very unrecognizable with the hat, and sun glasses. ‘I bet the guys at school would be jealous seeing me driving a nice car with a hot babe in it,’ thought Ron with a smile. Fantasizing them driving by the Middleton high school. Seeing all the guys envious, and the girls jealous.
Course, he knew that nobody could ever see them together. It would destroy his friendship with Kim, and destroy Ann’s marriage.
They were secret lovers all due to Shego. The female criminal used a machine called the brain manipulator on Ron, and Ann. Turning them into her perverted sex puppets. It’s lasting side effects made them extremely attracted to each other. Ann had hope these false feelings would fade over time, but after the recent OH! Boyz incident in which Ron, and Ann promised never to speak of again. The feelings hadn’t so far.
Ron’s thoughts were interrupted by Ann shifting her right foot to scratch her left ankle with her toes. He proudly admired his handiwork of her painted toe nails from the day before. Ann had mentioned needing to have them done at the salon, but Ron volunteered to do them too.
Ron shifted in the driver seat as his penis stirred at the memory of holding Ann’s delicate foot to apply the nail polish. They were in the Possible living room. Ann sat on the couch as Ron was on his knees in front of her. Just as he was finishing her middle toe. Ann’s other foot sought out the bulge of his manhood pushing through his spandex shorts. Ron looked up seeing Ann smiling at him. She slowly traced her big toe over his penis till it grew large. Stretching out the flexible material. The harden tip was becoming a little damp from leaking pre-cum.
Ann continued to make it hard for Ron to concentrate on his work. Noticing this, she took her foot from his hand to join the other. Toes softly played with his balls while a sole slid up, and down his shaft. She was very good now at giving him a foot jobs.
“ UHG! Please Ann I want to cum,“ huffed out Ron with open mouth, and closed eyes. Ann started to rub her feet alternating up, and down Ron’s penis faster. The spandex seemed to make them slide smoother. The pressure was building. Ron rested his hands on Ann’s knee, and coffee table. Gripping them as his malegasm was pushed to explosion.
“UH! OH! OH! OH! OH! AHHH!,” breathed out Ron as his body jerked, and came in his shorts. The hot sticky seed strained to push out. Sliding messily down inside. Ann continued to rub her toes over his shaft feeling the warm wetness underneath the spandex. It was a good thing they were black. Otherwise, there would be a big stain showing later.
“OH, My, did you like that?,” asked Ann bringing her finger tip to her mouth to nibble on. Capping Ron‘s penis head with her toes squeezing. “Yes very much. Though, now I need to clean up,” said Ron opening his eyes with a smile. Getting ready to stand. “No No, you still have work to do,” said Ann lifting her foot up. Resting her heel on the edge of the couch spreading her legs. “Always eager to please,” said Ron. Leaning forward to run his tongue up the outside of her damp camel toe boy shorts.
Ron’s eyes followed Ann’s foot crossing back over the other one on the car dash. Then they traveled down over her insole to her smooth heel. He remembered kissing it during their love making. Then pecking up her thin ankle, and attractive calve. He found out Ann was very ticklish under the knee. For fun he would always try to nibbling, and kiss the spot making she squirm. She would laughingly beg him to stop. Playful kick at him with her other foot. This just made him want to go further.
The flower sarong Ann was wearing to the beach had blown open from the breeze. Allowing more of her legs to be shown from her red high cut swimsuit. Ron’s lips open a little remembering how he nuzzled Ann’s soft inner thighs. Working his way to her eagerly waiting womanhood. The thought of this made Ron’s penis even harder in his speedos. His right hand left the steering wheel to reach down to rub Ann’s sun hot thighs. They open more allowing his hand to slide between them.
Ann could see the tent formed in Ron’s speedos. The top was almost touching the steering wheel. The thoughts of the times he brought her to pleasure came to mind. His sliding hand increased her arousal with each stroke. Her womanhood, and nipples began to swell. A very sexy idea came to mind.
Hmmmm, your doing such good job driving Ron. I think you deserve a reward,“ said Ann taking off her sunglasses. Putting them down in the consol next to her. “Really!, What would that be?,“ asked Ron. Looking at her. “Both hands on the wheel, and eyes on the road mister or, you won’t get it,“ said Ann. “Oops, sorry,“ said Ron. Grabbing the steering wheel with both hands. Looking straight ahead again. He thought maybe Ann would buy a him something.
Out of the corner of his eye. Ron seen Ann place her hat behind them in the back seat floorboard. She leaned over to drop her hand on his inflated penis. His eyes dropped down. Then over to her. “Eyes on the road,” said Ann smiling. Ron’s eyes shifted back forward. He felt front of his speedos being pulled down, and his penis exposed. Ann’s head went down sucking in his penis all the way to his lap. Ron had to reduce the speed of the car.
Ann slowly brought her head up trailing her soft tongue along his shaft. Stopping at his penis head to twirl her tongue around it. Then she went back down for another deep throat. Bobbing her head up, and down slowly a few times. Keeping the right pressure the way he liked. Ron risked taking his hand off the steering wheel to place on her head. Guiding it to the right speed.
“ A car is coming,” said Ron with some concern. Seeing the blue vehicle in the other lane coming toward them. “Mmmmmm, Just act cool,” whispered out Ann brining her head up. Her lips were very close his glistening penis. Wet fingers encircled it’s base as excess saliva, and pre-cum pooled over them. Ann ran the tip of her tongue under the bumpy ridge of the half mushroom head. Ron felt some anxiety as the car past. Keeping his eyes turned away from the other driver’s gaze. After the car passed. He began to relax. Allowing Ann to work her magic.
“We’re at turn off # 12,” said Ron. He was feeling very close to shooting his load in Ann’s mouth. “Sluurrp! Okay find us some place to park quick,” said Ann bringing her head up looking around. She used the end of the sarong to wipe her lower mouth.
Ron parked beside a concrete pavilion that had several concrete tables, and benches under it for gatherings. They both looked around rapidly for any soul in sight. This was suppose to be their designated private area, but you can never be to careful.
Seeing no one around. Ron, and Ann embraced each other with open mouth French kiss. Ron‘s hand slid over Ann‘s swimsuit cupping, and squeezing her breasts. Playing with her nipples under the thin material. He went to push Ann back against the passenger door. So he could open her legs to eat her pussy.
“Wait, I think it‘ll be better in the backseat,” said Ann finding the front seat to cramped. She untangled herself from Ron to slid over the front seats. Spreading her legs out wide with one heel hooked on the top of the backseat. The other rested in the floorboard. Her right hand went down to the leg hole of the swimsuit to pull it aside. Ron could see her swollen open womanhood.
“Come, and get it,“ said Ann with a smile. Ron slid over the seat too not taking his eyes off her pussy. Once settled. He leaned over running his tongue over it’s sensitive lips. Working deeper with every stroke. “Hmmmmm!,” moaned out Ann. Bitting her lower lip as his tongue tip worked her clit. She placed both hands on his head to push it down harder. She really wanted to feel his tongue deeper inside.
“OOOH! I want you inside of me,” whispered Ann with closed eyes. She was so close to cumming, and wanted him to finish her with his dick. She pulled on Ron’s hair to make him slid up even with her. Ron made one last deep slurppy kiss of her womanhood. Then slid up to kiss Ann again. Their body fluids mixed as tongues slid across each other.
Ron worked down his speedos to his ankles. Then reached to pumped his penis a few times. Rubbing it over the entrance of Ann’s pussy making it harder. “YES! YES! Give it to me,“ pleaded Ann. He pushed all the way down to the end of his shaft. Ann’s pussy was smooth as warm butter. “OOOOH!,“ escaped from her lips. Ron started to pump his hips up, and down. His balls slapped against her asshole. Ann encircled his body with her arms sqeezing tightly.
UH! UH! UH! UH!UH!,” moaned out Ann with each stroke. Ron’s penis felt so amazing. She didn’t know how much more she could take. “You’ve got such a tight pussy Ann! I‘m almost ready to cum!,” grunted out Ron pumping faster now. He brought his arms under her knees to lift up her ass more. So his thrusts could go deeper. “OH GOD! DON’T STOP!!,” yelled out Ann feeling her orgasm ready to pop. “I’m cummmmming ,” hissed Ron. “ NO! NO! JUST A LITTLE LONGER!!!!” pleaded Ann. “I can’t hold it anymore!,“ said Ron after a few more strokes. His sperm busted out like a dam breaking filling up Ann‘s womb. “I’m cumming tooooo!,” squealed Ann. As his hot seed triggered her orgasm. She rode the orgasmic wave into ecstasy.
Ann came back to her senses feeling Ron kissing her on the lips. He slowly pulled out of her. She could feel the warmness in her womb, and cum oozing out of her pussy. Ron sat back in the seat with his hard red penis still erect. They sat there quietly listening to the surf. Their lust was over for now. A little regret tickled the back of their brains, but they’ve done so much up to this point. It was no use to let it bother them for long.
“Let’s go get wet,” said Ann.
To be continued.
Epilogue one,
“Hmmm, that looks like Ann Possible’s car,” said the driver of the blue vehicle. Looking into the rear view mirror. Seeing Ann‘s convertible going the opposite way. He had helped James, and Ann get a membership at the private beach. “Yes, and isn’t that one of Kim’s friends driving,” asked the driver’s wife. Every time they invited the Possible over for a party. The boy was with Kim.
“They must have let him, and Kim borrow the car. I seen red hair over his lap. I think Kim was giving the boy oral sex,” said the driver looking back again envious. “Disgraceful! Next time I see James, and Ann. I’ll tell them about Kim’s behavior.” said the driver’s wife.
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