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In the Mist of Gorilla Fist	By : battleaxe Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 11876 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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In the Mist with Gorilla Fist

Chapter 2

Together they lay snuggled in the warmth of each others body. The aroma of her being wafting into his nostrils like the fresh bouquet of a naco combo as it lay upon the platter. Gently her fingers wound their way about his chest, tracing odd shaped letters upon his flesh. Last time he had been with this lovely oriental girl she had run off seconds after they had engaged in a set of carnal acts, both of which he had enjoyed thoroughly. Then in the morn when she had said her goodbyes it was like the nights activities had never taken place. Now maybe they could pick up where things had left off and that would hopefully not be the after sex cuddling.

Taking a deep breath it was time for The Ron to take over, the only problem neither he nor The Ron had ever seduced a girl before so this could take some time.

The arm she was lying upon was next to useless with barely any movement available to him. His other arm he shifted over resting deftly upon the flesh of her hip. His movements began slowly, fingers moving in diminutive circles. Gradually these circlets increases in size and with each caress drew the fabric of her shirt ever higher.

Ron could feel the textile crumpled up beneath her arm, his fingers tracing beneath the coarse folds. The graceful swell of her young breast was just about within his grasp. “Stoppable-san are you trying to get underneath my top?” she asked rather coyly looking deep into his eyes.

“Ah…well…um…a…yes. Yes I am!” he stammered. There was no point lying about it the lid wasn’t quite off but his hand was entering the cookie jar.

“Would it not be easier if you just undid the top?” Yori giggled.

With a sigh “Yes I suppose it would.” Shifting her body slightly, rolling onto her back she allowed Mr. Stoppable easier access to the buttons. Slowly but silently Ron struggled with the oversized fastening. One handed was not the easiest way to accomplish this task but the other was pinned beneath his partner’s body. But one by one they succumbed to his tender ministrations and slipped their fabric bonds opening to reveal a truly wondrous sight.

Truly they were a pair of the most stunning things ever created, so soft and yet firm to the touch. With his every stroke they wobbled ever so slightly returning to there original position when he let go. The colour was just a slight bit darker, not porcelain white but a more exotic shade then any of the girls he’d ever seen, those being his best friend Kim Possible’s perky little creations. He’d had his brain switched with hers so had no choice but to stair at them as well as the mass of red fur between her legs. The limited light seemed to play off the way they jutted out from the rest of her body, louring him towards the nipples. Those jutted straight out like small mountains; they were a deep rich colour caused by the excess blood swelling their size, the trigger her excitement to the gentle brushing with his thumb.

Curled up against him like she was, Ron could feel a soft moan rumble from deep inside her body and reverberate into his; she seemed to enjoy his fingers working one then the other of her glorious bits of flesh. “You may place them in your mouth if you wish my Stoppable-san.”

Looking into her inviting eyes, how could anybody refuse an offer such as that? Leaning over he clutched one breast and brought his lips towards the nipple and gently kissing the extension. It pressed down under his weight with a faint taste of nervous fear.

Darting his tongue out he flicked it against her, eventually manoeuvring the appendage about in a slobbery wet kiss. The bit seemed to have a life of its own, slipping and darting out of reach, almost as if trying to hide of his tender ministrations.

He could feel Yori’s body tense up as her muscles clenched tight, a hiss escaped from between clenched teeth. “No Stoppable-san you must not use your teeth like that. If you must imagine they are the most delicate of Lotus blossoms not to be damaged but gently caressed and flicked with the tongue.” Her fingers brushed the blonde hair from in front of his face before manoeuvring him back to his job.

He had tried to be gentle but Ron could see indentations where his teeth had marred her flesh. Breathing deep he tried once more, catching the nipple in his teeth he waited for a pained cry, hearing nothing he proceeded to flick his tongue against her swollen bits. Finally when he had completed several moments of gently teasing he gracefully pulled back drawing the nipple a he went. He could hear her breath catch as she gasped when he released the nipple letting the breast sprang back.

Moving from one side of her body he brought the other breast to his attention. Gently pulling back he pressed his lips together and sent a zephyr of his inhalation about the scorching ninja girl. Her body shivered as his heated desire scattered about her flesh, slipping down between her mountains catching deep in the valley between. Amused at the response Ron shifted his attention from one exquisite breast to the other alternating between blowing upon the surface and fondling the wondrous mounds. Ron would continue his loving by taking his kissed and moving them all about her torso. Beginning from just below her arm his attention would work gingerly around the base where her breast and abdomen began his movement would continue to the valleys between her breasts. He would finally end his exploration of kisses by circling around the areola and finally end with the nipple. This he would terminate by gently flicking it about with his tongue. It was an odd corkscrew like manoeuvre that wound it’s was about each breast like a train working it’s was up a mountain.

On the bed the poor ninja girl gasped for breath, her head thrashed about as the pleasure built up forcing its way to the surface. “Stop…stoppable…-san…please…that is enough.” When he stopped to look at her with more than a little confusion, with this momentary respite she caught her breath. “Now I shall please you some.”

Yori pushed the hapless Ron Stoppable onto his back, pinning him to the mattress. Her tiny delicate hand rubbed his naked chest slowly caressing his flesh, fingers tracing around his nipples running down to his abs before beginning the process once again. Her lips pressed up to the side of his head carefully brushing against the lobe of his ear. Her warm breath whispering the wondrous things she would do to his body it felt like a heated breeze echoing about inside his empty head. Kisses began at the base of his neck working upwards with ferocious haste; Ron could feel the passion of his little ninja girls as her teeth worked their way down his collar bone and onto his chest.

All across his chest her teeth nipped into his flesh. Every once in a while she would clamp onto on of his nipples playing at it with her tongue. Other times she would roll her tongue about its circumference. Ron reviled in the attention, his body shuttering as a wave of impassioned excitement rolled over him and he let out a girlish giggle of glee.

This fervent girl’s hands had not been idle with one grasped solidly onto his shoulder the other slithered down his naked chest, over the waste band of his pants and slipped into the hole in the front. A single finger traced its way up and down the length slowly tickling the firmly erect beast that lay in wait. “Stoppable-san why is it that your weapon is always is ready whenever I am about?” Yori giggled into his ear.

“Well…I guess…” Ron stumbled about trying to find some words let alone the right ones to further seduce this vision of loveliness with her hands inside his pants. “It’s just you’re the most incredible girl I’ve ever had the fortune of being with.”

“Oh Stoppable-san you and your American style flattery. Trying to seduce this poor naive Japanese girl and have your way with her.” Yori giggle her hand still inside his pants now firmly gripping his swollen member.

Ron leaned back trying to suppress a groan as the girl in his bed ran her hand along the length of his penis. Beginning at the base she would begin squeezing his testicles gradually letting the balls roll through her fingers like a child with a hefty set of marbles. Moving on from those Yori ran the length of her play toy feeling, every bump and groove in its flesh. Once she had struck the top she worked her digits around the helmet letting the pre-cum run all over her palm, then continuing onward allowing the lubricant to slither between her fingers. So much escaped that her whole hand became slick with his juices.
“I think you are more than ready Stoppable-san.” Yori stated removing her hand along with his member from inside the pants.

Lying on his back with a big goofy grin upon his face Ron didn’t really care what he was ready for just bring it on.

Straddling the intrepid Mr. Stoppable Yori sat upon his belly his penis swollen as big as it could possibly get was sitting between the cheeks of her firm backside the warmth between her legs could be felt burning into his abdomen.

Ron watched as the little ninja fingers massaged their way about her pussy. Tiny circlets pressed firmly upon her clitoris very effectively working the dark haired girl into a sexual frenzy. Every so often two middle fingers would quickly disappear inside. A high pitched moan ripped the night air and in the gloom Ron could see glimmering liquid dribbling from her fast moving fingers to pool onto his belly.

Lifting herself from place the exquisite beauty shifted backwards manoeuvring the cock to just below her smouldering pussy. Grasping just below the apex Yori let the tip slip between her waiting lips and there she waited. Time slowed as the girl breathed deeply, her breasts rose and fell with every profound intake. Her own passionate juices flowed down seeping onto the opening in Ron’s cock; from there it collected trickling down to coat the entire head.

With one final deep gulp of air Yori slowly let herself slide down the shaft. A portion of her lip was locked between her teeth, the other pair of lips enveloping the manhood of Ron Stoppable. Millimetre by millimetre she dropped impaling herself. Every few moments she would gasp and stop, her fingers clawing at his chest. But it was relentless it was her destiny to be fucked this night, it would be her honour.

Conclusively with a long low moan her pelvis touched his. The dark haired Japanese girl’s body arched backwards, head swayed to one side and her eyes rolled back into her head; she had become pierced by the master of the mystical monkey power. No other could make her feel this way, he had ruined her for life, to satisfy her needs was beyond the power of mere mortals.

She had barely begun and already a satisfied grin crossed her lovely face. There she sat, with him fully imbedded inside her, the warmth of her body filling his. A glazed look was in her eyes as her claws needed his flesh like a cat that quite happily destroys your furniture in front of your face.

She looked so pretty sitting there, her legs spread wide with his cock imbedded deep within her. Yori was a vision as she waited before she began her wild ride. The red sash of ribbon that normally held her hair in place was gone so her jet black hair had tumbled forward just covering her breasts. After her last long moan her lower lip had been caught between her teeth. Her body slouched forwards sum as her hand gripped his chest. Ron could clearly see her wondrous breasts as they dangled down, the large swollen nipples point almost directly towards him. Yori’s belly rippled as the muscles tensed securing his cock firmly inside her. Just above her vaginal region a small forest of hair sprang forth its curls intertwining with each other, it was the same inky blackness as the hair on her head. Long strong legs tightened holding her in place, fixed against him. This was how it should always be, an incredibly beautiful girl locked about a man’s member ready to be satisfied.

Starting at her knees his hands slid up her flanks slowly sliding up her thighs, over her hips, stopping at her bosom. There Ron cupped her breasts his thumbs resting on her nipples. “Are you ready Stoppable-san?”
Not waiting for a reply she began. Yori began to rock her hips back and forth, moving in a rhythmic pattern. Grinding their hips together the ninja girl rode her stallion like a woman possessed. Each shift of her body would bring the member deeper into her body filling her with lust beyond measure.

Hands slashed into his flesh. Hips bucking rapidly up and down her body rose then dropped rapidly crashing their groins together. Her voice rose to a high pitched screech as inaudible dialect rent the air. Greedily grasping Yori’s hips Ron helped her along. His arms would send her high into the air leaving only a small portion of his cock imbedded within her then he would plunge her down with such force that their bodies would slap together with a thunderous crack. He could barely see her breasts as they rose and fell in sink with the carnal activities.

Ron fought hard to hold back. His whole body tensing up, he had to hold on as long as possible. By now it was all he could do, he would lift her body and on the downward swing would thrust with all his might slashing into her, jarring her body, rocking her backwards. But the girl would rock forward, tresses flying in all directions. His dark haired lover had her eyes closed tight shut, tears streamed down the edges coating her cheeks.

The screams now echoed through the room, Ron could feel Yori’s whole body tensed and she seemed to freeze in mid thrust. Her face flushed turning her cheeks, neck and portions of her chest a brilliant shade of crimson.

Those wondrous breasts seemed to swell larger than before with the areolas become noticeably inflamed. But down bellow at her pussy she flushed most brilliantly of all where the clitoris turned a luminous shade; there it seemed contract around his cocks encapsulating it. He could feel a massive wave of liquid coat his belly and knew she had just passed through a massive orgasm.

Now it was his turn. With several heavy lunges he could feel his body tighten. Then with a final groan he sent a massive tidal surge swelling into her viscera. Shuddering several times Ron felt his semen rush out coating the insides of his passionate ninja girl.

The pair collapsed in a heap of the bed, spent from their time together. Breaths coming rapidly in heavy pants, sweet covered bodies melting into one. Yori never said a word, at least none that he could understand, but lay there clutching her monkey master as the waves still crashed against her. Doing his best Ron stumbled about attempting to roll the damaged covers over top of his spent warrior maiden. Passing out the pair remained in a lover’s lock, his depleted cock still remained imbedded inside of her, unseen the liquids gradually dribbling out from between her swollen lips.
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