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La Petite Journey	By : battleaxe Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Le Petite Journey Sexy

Chapter 2

The love birds left the store bags in hand, mostly Ron’s hands, their wallets feeling significantly lighter. Ron had four new pairs of boxers in varying colours and styles although truth be know he couldn’t really tell the difference between the bunch. With the exception of the silk pair that felt like they would slide right off his rear end, the pair Kim would most likely would want to see him in.

Kim’s new additions had cost him dearly but she looked fabulous, several pair of not really there undies which showed off her perfect ass oh so beautifully. There was a set of sexy sleepwear that she could wear about the house and not get in much trouble for as all her essential female bits were covered. To top things off was a garment that showed the best of Kim Possible, he could hardly wait to get her into and then out of it. “So your palace or mine?” he hinted seductively.

“We have to go to Club Banana.”

“Not more shopping?” he moaned wishing to do something else with his beloved woman.

Giving him a quick slap on his behind she mentioned “I need to get my hours for next week.”

Well ok that was alright then, for after that they would head home and get some serious fun and games started.

They lovers strolled from the hard tile laid out in the corridors to the thick soft brown carpeting inside the Club Banana store. All about the pair were stacks of clothing neatly piled in individual sections depending on the type of garment and the size desired. Men’s section on the right was tiny in comparison to the women’s which went from the left, along the back, into the middle and anywhere else it could be squeezed into. Higher up on the wall was the most stylish bits of attire the store had, it was stretched out and pinned to the wall so the consumer could see and therefore desire that bit of fabric.

Just out from the one wall was the cash station complete with the computer and all other necessary hardware gadgets needed to complete a transaction. Hidden below was a series of drawers for holding any extra bits and pieces of information useful in running a store. Tucked in the back was an office door reserved for employees and near that was a small alcove holding the change rooms were persons would enter and exchange one set of clothing for another and have the employee tell them it looked fabulous, irregardless of whether it looked hideous or not.

“I don’t see anybody here.” Muttered Ron trying to scratch his chin but failing because of the number of bags that weighted down his hands.

“That’s odd Monique’s supposed to be in today.” She was standing on the tips of her toes but due to her limited height and the towering shelves this was next to useless.

“Maybe she’s in the back with a customer?”

They traveled the short distance into the back changing area. It was painted the same yellowy brown that the walls out front were, but the doors to the change rooms were of a dark stained wood with a large area left open between the where the gate began and the floor. The top would barely come up to the shoulders of an average person but the area inside was fairly deep with hooks on either side to hang appropriate clothing and a large mirror against the one wall so one could admire oneself.

“She’s not back here, may be we should look for her?” Ron was starting to worry; maybe some super villain was up to no good.

“Better idea.” Kim grabbed hold of the collar of his shirt and bodily hauled him into the one booth. Ron felt his back crash into the far wall as Kim slammed the closed and placed the lock firmly into the closed position. She had a wild look in her eye and a naughty grin. Leaping towards him she wrapped her arms about his neck and pressed her lips firmly against his.

Not one to complain Ron enveloped his arms about her body pulling her in close, feeling her excitement as her erect nipples pressed against his chest. They didn’t have much time so he had to work fast, he knew the procedure, they’d done this several time before. Hands quickly moving down to the bare flesh of her lower thighs Ron lifted her skirt up shifting the material up over her hips. Frantically he searched for her panties meaning to pull them down and away from her honey pot. But there was nothing there; Kim had failed to replace the missing undergarments in the last store. That wasn’t really a problem.

Breaking off the kiss she looked him straight in the eye. “Ooopsy. Looks like I forgot something.” Her voice had a childlike ring to it like a young girl caught doing something wrong.

“You planned this all along didn’t you?” he asked.

“No, it’s a warm day and the breeze is quite refreshing.” She giggled in response.

Their young bodies crashed together in a loving embrace once again, kisses full of passion, and tongues entwined, fingers running frantically over the others body. Ron thrust his hands under his lover’s shirt squeezing her small breasts and running his thumbs over her swollen nipples. For her part Kim quickly undid his belt and shortly there after had his pants undone with his erect member slipping through her fingers. The long solid shaft felt good in her hands, the lubricant slithering out the tip turning her palms slick.

Bodies collapsed against the partition wall causing the oversized mirror to warble. Kim let out a loud moan of pleasure as Ron lifted her by her pert little ass and impaled her upon his spike. Going along for the ride she felt her lover thrust himself into her pussy with great power and speed. The walls rattled in harmony to her pleasured wails. She responded by wrapping her long naked legs around his back trying to pull him further into her body.

Pleasure built quickly inside threatening to overwhelm. Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit down harshly upon his shoulder hoping to stifle her moans. Kim had bitten and scratched her lover on many of their sexual escapades but that didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt, he groaned knowing she had once more damaged his shoulder but still he continued to propel himself into her.

The squishing noise of their fluids mixing grew louder as the pace increased and in mere moments they had entered into a sexual frenzy. Kim felt her whole body tense as a massive orgasm ripped through her body, starting from deep within her pussy and spreading out in all directions. A wave of liquid cleansed her excitement rinsing from between her legs coating her partners groin and cock with her fluid. Seconds later Ron growled, thrusting deeply sending a massive wave of semen pumping ferociously into her waiting cunt, overflowing the edges, coating the inside of her legs.

Spent the pair collapsed against one another, their sweat coated bodies resting against one another. Breathing heavily Kim snuggled into her boyfriend’s shoulder, her body still being supported by his hands cupping her naked backside, all the while her legs were still wrapped tightly about his middle. Between her thighs his cock slowly lost its rigidity as the last of his sperm slowly spilled out. Kim’s day was always just a little brighter when she carried around a little of her Ronniekins about insider her whether it be down her throat, inside her pussy or up her ass.

While she still panted Kim ran her fingers gently through the hair on the side of her lover’s temples “That was fun.” she commented “But unfortunately I think we’re going to have to get dressed again.”

With a quick kiss the pair disentangled from one another. Our heroine heard the mighty cock of her lover slap against the inside of his thigh as it slipped out from inside of her. With a heavy sigh she began to straighten her garments back into some form of normality. Glancing about at her reflection Kim ensured that regardless of the fact that she wore nothing underneath her clothing, no one would be able to view any of her private bits without her willingness to reveal.

Ron’s large strong fingers gently griped her waist and she felt his warm breath upon the nape of her neck, if she wasn’t careful they would start this all over again right her and now; not that, that was a bad thing. “Back to your place or mine?” he asked hoping to get a second helping.

“I don’t think your parents are home, but I still need to pick up my hours for next week.” She answered turning to leave the confines of booth.

Xxxxx

Ron had his arms crossed loosely about his chest as he waited for his girlfriend. Multiple bags grouped about his feet almost covering his shoes completely, he was leaning heavily against the wall just outside the door marked employees only. He’d been inside before and their was nothing special behind the locked portal, an office where the manager could do her paperwork, a small area for the workers lunches and some lockers where that same workforce could hold their belongings safe. A very small bath was also shoehorned into that limited space as well. In the lunch area was a table, small fridge and a microwave placed atop a small counter, to Ron’s mind the place hadn’t really ever been cleaned in the same manner that his lunch area was, Smarty Mart had a staff whose job was strictly clean up. But by the one wall nearest to the door was a white board with the girls names, all the workers here seemed to be female, and beside the date and the start and finish times for each. It was a two week shift so Kim would need to write down her entire schedule, or type it into the Kimmunicator so she would be on time for her allotted shift. He usually wrote his down on a piece of paper and stuffed it into his pocket, then his mother would wash it.

“Oh hey Ron!” it was a familiar voice yet because he was in a half dream like state he was startled all the same. Shaking his head in he attempted to clear what little though he had and return back into the present.

Standing directly before him was one of Kim and Ron’s best friends, fine one of their only friend. “Monique!” Ron cried out, happy and just a wee bit surprised to see. Although he shouldn’t have been, she was the assistant manager at this location and generally worked far too many hours for her general well being.

The girl in question was a strikingly attractive coloured girl, with long jet black wavy hair pulled tight over her head and held in place by a long suffering clip and the base of her skull. She was a little heavier in build, not being as active as was Kim but that didn’t take away from her pleasant appearance, it only seemed to add to it. Her deep brown eyes stared over at him with a friendly smile upon her full lips. Her ears were adorned with a pair of large domed red earrings, no other adornment was placed about her person. He’d seen her dressed many time in the short one piece red dress. There was a collar about the neck with many buttons had been left open revealing a stunning bit of cleavage of what Ron could only imagine as a wondrous formidable set of breasts.

The shortness of this old red frock could plainly be seen for it barely passed over where her legs connected to her stout frame. They were lovely long legs, very shiny and smooth and shaped just right. In the back he knew there was a nicely rounded ass for he’d seen it on more than one occasion as she bent over to pick up something. A black belt synched tight held the dress together and gave the girl a more rounded hour glass figure. Upon her feet was a pair of low healed boots that had a well worn look to them, obvious from the numerous places where they’d been repaired.

“What are you doing here?” she asked pleasantly.

“Kim needed to check her hours.” He replied with a wee bit of a shrug.

“She could of just called me, I could of given then to her.” The coloured beauty shook her head at the silliness of her best friend.

Just then the door to the back room opened and a smiling Kim came breezing out. Stopping abruptly she seemed surprised by the sudden appearance of the Monique. “Oh hey Monique, I didn’t know you were in today.”

“Yea, all by my lonesome….” She blinked rapidly several times, face bouncing from one friend to the other. “Oh please don’t tell me you did it again?”

“Did what?”

“Oh man, you did.”

“Did what?”

“You had sex in the change rooms again didn’t you?”

“What no.” Kim lied in trying to fake a shocked look of disbelief.

“I can’t believe you did it…again! And I asked you not to.” By now Monique had leaned her upper body angrily forward glaring at both. Through the slight opening in her blouse her wonderfully round breasts could be seen dangling. Fists were balled and pressed firmly into her hips; legs were pushed wide apart in a very aggressing stance pushing the flimsy skirt up upon her thighs.

Neither two within her withering glaze could say much of anything, knowing full well their carnal activities had been busted.

“It was just a spur of the moment thing…” Kim began “you know what I mean?”

“No I don’t!” Monique boomed “Do you know how long it’s been since I got this ass slapped?” To emphasis her hand cracked down upon her lovely backside with a resounding slap.

“Still no luck on the boyfriend front?” an embarrassed Ron questioned.

“No!” the poor girl bellowed.

“You could join Ron and me.”

“WHAT?”

The proper response when two people said the exact same thing at the same time was “Jinx you owe me a soda” but in this case both Ron and Monique were too stunned to respond any other way. Ron, like most boyfriends desired to have a three way with one of Kim’s friends. Monique on the other hand had never thought about asking Ron into her bed. Something to with being terrified of Kim and her overprotective ways around the boy, not to mentioning a jealous streak that might just border on the homicidal, kept her at arms length.

Kim was equally as surprised by what she had said. She’d never given any thought in having a lesbian relationship with anybody. So why had she said it. Ron had never put forward the idea of another girl in the mix although she figured he had kept the idea secret. Unfortunately now that she had blurted it out, she couldn’t go back. “Sure why not.” Kim stated in a shaky voice “Sometime you could come over and we could have a…ah three way?” Hoping to put off what might be the inevitable.

Monique had cocked he head to one side and her eyebrow soared giving a questioning glare and not believing for an instant that the red headed girl would allow Ron into her panties. “Why not now? I can close up the store and take a long lunch.” With that the girl turned and wondered over to the entrance.
What she didn’t see was the face of Kim Possible as all colour drained from her features, her shoulders sagged with hands and fingers dangling freely. Ron’s stunned and unbelieving face turned questioning his lover desire to add another facet to their loving relationship. He didn’t mind the proposal of having a go at Monique, she was after all a hottie, but he never imagined Kim would suggest the coupling. As they looked into each others eyes in a way they had never done before the heavy curtain rumbled shut, locking them into a situation never before encountered. A plain white sign with the words “Out to Lunch. Be back Soon.” was slipped into the door for passers by to read.

A smugly grinning Monique, her hips swinging a little more than usual moseyed over to the stunned pair. Both arms spread out enveloping one portion of the couple upon either side, steering them towards the back room marked Employees Only.

Xxxxx

Kim and Ron stood in the center of the tiny dimly lit room. Both looked upon the other with more than a little trepidation mixed with excitement, neither quite sure what to expect. They could see the lovely coloured girl slowly quietly closing the door. The girl was leaning against the portal with her back covering the knob as if trying to keep the couple from escaping. She looked almost villain like with crocked grin and wild eye glair. Truth be know it had been far too long since the poor girl had had a good seeing to and this was an offering she wasn’t going to pass up.

Quietly stalking over the girl let her hips sway more than normal, approaching Kim she slowly draped her arms over the red hairs girl’s shoulders and looked her in the eye. “Ok so how do you want’ a do this?” she purred.

Kim was so nervous at this point she was ready to pee her pants and for a girl who regularly went out of her way to battle some of the worlds worst villains that was saying something. Swallowing heavily she stumbled through her words. “I...I…don’t know? I’ve never done this before.”

Monique almost broke out laughing at that statement. The girl had most likely been a virgin when she began dating Ron and there was sever doubts that anything kinky had ever occurred between the two. For them Monique imagined it was straight missionary position. “So what do you normally do with Ron?”

Kim was having a hard time looking her best friend in the eyes “Well sometimes he goes down on me and well something I suck him off…”

“Do you ever kiss him?”

“Well ya!”

“So why don’t we start there?” Kim never got a chance to reply or even think about it before she felt the other girl press her lips against her own. It was different, not better than kissing Ron nor was it any worse; it was just different in a way she couldn’t describe. There was of coarse passion as their lips met, the way Monique pushed her tongue into Kim’s mouth entwining it around her own.
The difference lay in the taste, a sweet waxy coating covered the coloured girl’s lips and what ever chemical was imparted upon Kim’s mouth. Enjoying our red headed heroine pushed harder into the passion letting herself get caught up in the moment.

Both girls were forced to break off for air; sweat had already began to form around the ladies brows, trickling down the side of their faces. Gasping they stared into each others eyes, opening their mouths once more they moved in once more. “That was awesome KP, just so incredibly sexy!” Ron squealed from the sidelines. He moved in and wrapped both arms about the girls hoping to get his share.

“I don’t think so Ron, ladies first. You’ll just have to wait your turn.” Monique stated giving the boy a shove, forcing him to tumble back into a nearby chair. “And there better not be any waking off I want to be fucked silly later on.” She waggled one delicate finger before his nose. “Now where was I?” Thin dexterous fingers slipped along the other girl’s flanks. Slowly teasing as the pressure moved up her side over small pointed breasts, brushing at the swollen nipples until they reached the zipper holding the light blue hoodie together. Mutually girls watched as the two halves parted exposing the pale white flesh.

The two divided section dangled at her waist revealing a toned midriff. Dark hands contrasted against faint pink as they slid under the shirt cupping the small breasts letting the thumb flick against the nipple. “What beautiful little breasts.” Monique commented.

“I think their too small.” Kim moaned

‘No, their perfect.” Monique began before starting to kiss the base of Kim’s neck and working her way leisurely down the swell in her chest.

“See I told you!” Ron had jumped up excitedly pointing his finger accusingly at his lady.

Looking over from where he watched his girl flatly stated “You keep out of this and your hands away from your cock.”

Kim moaned as her friend reached her nipples. She could feel the warmth of her breath against the sensitive flesh, the coolness of the others wet tongue as it flicked alongside the erection. Ron and Monique did much the same thing but where Ron’s tongue was rounded and large Monique’s was like a dagger tip flashing lightening quick. It danced and played with her making Kim whimper with pleasure as the other girl suckled at her breast like a new born baby.

Monique slid one hand quietly up the outside leg of her friend feeling the smooth flesh beneath her touch. The fabric of her denim skirt easily gave way surprising the dark hair girl that her friend had nothing covering her sex. It was warm to the touch, like a fire it burned hot prickling the girl’s fingers. Moisture poured out like a faucet, slithering its way down between Kim’s legs coating everything it touched.
The pussy was smooth as Monique toyed her way around, first letting two fingers glide along the outside before working at the clitoris for a few moments. Playing between swollen lips the dark girl let her digits tickle in between the folds of pink flesh.

Her head rolled uncontrollably as great moans escaped Kim’s mouth. Two digits pushed deep inside, entertaining the inner works while the dark palm rubbed the clitoris. Letting out a primal groan she felt an orgasm coming at her like a freight train. But suddenly everything stopped.

Confused a red faced Kim looked downwards. Her best girl friend was looking her deep in the eye and smiling mischievously. “You really are a passionate one aren’t ya?”

Across the room Ron nodded vigorously. His little Kim was quiet the sex pot always ready to go at the slightest stimulation. He had always fantasized about himself and Kim with another girl Monique, Tara, Shego, Bonnie any one or two of the cheer girls; ok while maybe not Shego or Bonnie, at least not seriously. But gave up the thought as just what it was a pipe dream, Kim just didn’t seem the type for that type of play. They’d done a bit of bondage; Kim enjoyed the hairbrush against her naked bottom every now and then. Candle waxing hadn’t gone over well. His lady fair looked so incredibly sexy in her black leather especially the knee high boots with the brutally high heals and tight corset that went so well with it. With the shiny metal chains against her porcelain white flesh just drove him absolutely nuts.

But now from the chair against the wall of this tiny back room he watched the love of his life her head twisting about as her breath came in gasps. Between her legs the couple’s best friend had her tongue lapping away deep into her honey pot. The cheeks of the dark girls glistened with moisture as fluid leaked out from the red heads pussy. Kim had grasped the back of Monique’s head, hands full of the jet black curls trying to force the other girl deeper. Bright blue Hoodie had been cast off to one side revealing those wonderful perky nipples pointing skywards. Well aged denim skirt had been pull down and now entangled his lover’s feet. Her deep green eyes were closed tight, cheeks flush as deep a red as her hair, Kim bit down harshly upon her lower lips trying to stifle an orgasm that would inevitably explode forth.

The lovely dark skinned girl sat upon her knees, her ample bottom resting upon her ankles still fully clothed in her red dress. One hand buried between Kim’s thighs the other had pulled at the hem of her skirt, fingers slipping between the flimsy fabric of her panties, rapidly working away at her own sexy. It was just like the salt and pepper, no wait ebony and ivory. Yes that was it ebony and ivory, yes this was so incredibly awesome.

Oh wait a minute he was dead wasn’t he. There was no way this was happening. He and Kim had been out on a mission and Shego had killed him. No it had to be those dam monkeys; yes that was what had finally done him in. Checking his arm, he did seem to have a pulse, it was racing at break neck speed but it was there. Did that mean he hadn’t passed on, or would you still continue to have a beating heart when you departed this life? Oh snap just forget it and enjoy what was going on, with any luck you’ll have a hand at both girls later on.

Monique’s two fingers spread Kim’s pussy lips apart giving it the appearance of a crimson winged butterfly. Tongue flicking away she drank the sweet honey nectar that gushed from between the other girl’s legs, flowing down her cheeks and over her chin. Some even managed to splatter over her well sized breasts. She could feel the victim of her loving torture begin to tremble, voicing out harsh cries of ecstasy. Redoubling her effort Monique forced her tongue deep inside Kim’s body, working the girl for all it was worth.

Kim’s orgasm was violent; she had grasped Monique’s head, griping handfuls of hair with both hands pressing the coloured girl firmly against her pelvis, almost suffocating her lover in the process. Our heroine’s body became rigid with back arching until she almost fell over. Vocal actions echoed through the small chamber, swearing to each and every god or goddess of pleasure. Finally she collapsed in a heap. Her body lay heavily upon that of her concubine, breaths freely going in and out from her lungs like a runner who had given it all to complete the race. There she rested with Monique’s arms wrapped loosely about her, being gently held to the girls against ample bosom.

Monique ran her fingers through Kim’s hair brushing the loose strands from her face. “What shall we do now?” she questioned the other girl.

“Oh, oh I know, know!” bellowed Ron his hand raised high in the air.

“No not your turn yet.” He was scolded.

With a dejected moan he sat back down disgruntled arms crossing his chest a bit of a pout forming upon his lips. The puppy dog pout wouldn’t work in this particular instant so there was no use trying.

Kim began fumbling with the buttons upon Monique’s blouse, hastily trying to unlink the two halves. Her fingers were a nervous bundle on energy, she’d undone Ron’s shirt many a times but this wasn’t Ron this was a person she’d never have imagined having a relationship with sexual or otherwise and her fingers didn’t seem to be working properly.

Monique watched Kim flail around attempting to get her undressed. It wasn’t a pretty sight; she just hoped the other girl didn’t get annoyed and just rip the fabric asunder she hadn’t brought anything else to wear, this little escaped hadn’t been written into her day planner. The red head had a violent streak, no doubt about that and it would occasionally show when her temper flared. With a good solid yank the thick black leather belt was drawn tight against the poor girl’s middle unfastening the buckle from the hide. A gasp was given as the air was forced from inside her lungs, then with a snap the length of rawhide was sent flying across the room. Her pitiable little red dress was practically ripped from her body. The poor girl with jet black hair was jerked bodily about as Kim grasped the lapels and hauled the two sides down over her arms, past her well formed hips and left in a messy heap pooled at her knees.

A fleeting glimpse downward and the needy coloured girl groaned, if she had know that she was going to be getting a good seeing to she would of worn something a little more appropriate. The pathetic boring white brazier and panty combination was for lack of a better word boring, uninteresting and well worn. They did the job required of them, holding her girls in place but the colour had left them a dull grey, threads seemed to grow from the edges and in at least one spot a wire could be seem sticking out. As for the bottoms they looked like something her grandmother might have worn, this design would never go out of style but that didn’t mean it looked good. And please dear god don’t let there be a tire track on the inside. None of her undergarments made her look or feel sexy but that wasn’t going to stop her from getting any, even if it might feel like she was playing a sloppy second.

Monique could feel Kim’s petit rock hard breast press up against her much larger rounded set as the other girl reached around unfastening the bra. From the cheep seats a cry of “Now you see what its like!” as she groped with the clasp. A release of pressure and the beat up bit of material tumbled away, another cast off to be added with the rest of the unneeded clothing. Kim had turned her head and stuck out her tongue at her boyfriend, mocking him that she could get girl out her undies better than he could.

The youthful hero’s hands were warm and moist as they slid along chocolate coloured skin. Running over the lines carved into the flesh by the offending textile. Thin digits lifted the weighty mounds of flesh feeling their mass comparing with her own much slighter ones. Nipples were larger, much darker and more pronounced than Kim had ever seen, although this was her first experience with another girl.

Bending down Kim hefted the one large bosom the nipple aimed towards her mouth. This would be her first time sampling the female version. She had played around with Ron’s in the past and would attempt the same technique upon this set. He seemed to like the attention, at least he hadn’t complained.

Kim swirled her tongue around the bit of flesh, working it like a soft serve ice cream cone. The nipple bent and twisted with her tender ministrations. It was much different than Ron’s tiny ones, not only the size but the shape and texture as well. Even the taste was different, it was a mixture of her friend’s perfume, sweat and excitement all mixed into one.

The breasts of the other girl were much fuller and rounder than her own. Kim could feel the weight as she squeezed the mound of flesh in her hands. They didn’t have the same firmness and her own small pint sized ones. When slapped or fondled they would rock back and forth several times before coming to a halt. With a sigh Kim released the bosom wishing her own would grow in like these, unfortunately like her mother, hers would be small and perky.

Monique watched thankful her best girl friend had given up on playing with her breasts and moved on. The girl might claim to be able to do anything but at this point she wasn’t that good at pleasing a member of her own sex. The red head had been unsure and hesitant around the nipple. Plus she seemed downright enthralled by a larger bosom, almost mesmerized as she played with the mountains of flesh. But now she was running downwards kissing the dark flesh as she went. Soft and tender were the kisses that left just a slight whiff of breath plus a touch of moisture as they traveled down the abdomen, drying almost as soon as the lips departed for a new region.

Watching as her friend playfully griped the fabric of her ugly faded undergarments at the widest portion of her hips. Slowly the cotton was pulled down twisting into knots as it went, at the very center where it touched up against her pubic area was saturated and stained by her arousal. Below she was warm and waiting for the touch of her girlfriend. She could feel Kim’s fingers; the stubby broken nails slipped between the folds of skin, letting the moisture coat her fingers before diving face first into her sex.

Poor Monique had been without love for so long and now that sex had finally arrived it was not as she had expected. Brick had been incompetent; apparently he and Bonnie must not have had inspiring sex very often for he was almost useless in pleasing her. He would shoot too early, or all over her, it didn’t matter where. She had been horrified to learn, that after a quickie he hadn’t told her of the bit of his sperm that remained in her hair, and it had been quite visible to anybody who happened to notice. She had also learned of his nick name after their break up, Pencil Dick Brick. There had been a reason for that moniker. Others after that had been no better, they either treated her badly or were just plain useless and she’d almost given up altogether.

With a groan she noted the mass of fur between her legs, she hadn’t groomed much in the past short while and her pubs were overgrown and disorganized. What had once been a neatly cropped triangle pointing towards her clit was now an out of control mess. On the plus side she’d at least shaved her legs this morning before heading out to work. The other plus was her best bud was mowing down on her pussy without any care.
Downside was she wasn’t any better below the equator than she had been above. The girl’s tongue couldn’t find the sweet spot and flittered around like a butterfly that couldn’t find the nectar in a field of flowers. Although her tongue did slither in and around her pussy lips the girl just couldn’t find the right spot. With another sigh Monique decided to take control of things so she could at least get some form of orgasm before it was time to open the store again.

Hooking her finger beneath the large round face of her companion she raised it so as to look into the other girl’s eyes. “I know something that might be interesting for both us and those watching.” She cooed in a sweet seductive voice. “Lie upon your back with your legs open.”

“But you’ve already…”

One long finger touched the lips stopping Kim’s words cold “Just do as your told please.” and with a little shove upon the forehead pushed her backwards.

With one deft move Monique slipped her panties down her legs, over and off her feet. Casting them aside in the direction of the waste tin, swearing never to wear such a rag again, you just never knew when something wondrous might occur. Or at least when your best friends might want to fuck you silly.

Looking down at the naked Kim Possible, Monique smiled in a wicked manner. The girl was so naïve when it came to sex it wasn’t funny. There she lay squarely upon her firm little bottom looking up confused as to what would happen next. Glistening pink lips of her pussy were a sharp contrast to her pail white skin. As for Ron he looked like a kid whose experiencing all the major gift holidays all at once. Eyes exploding from his skull, jaw hanging down almost to his lap, hands gripped tightly to the arms of the chair and his bottom were resting upon the very edge of the seat, any farther forward and he’d fall upon the floor. As for other areas, Monique could see the massive strain upon the front of his trousers. There dwelt an immense tent pole as well as a gradually darkening wet spot at the very center. If the poor boy didn’t get some action soon he was going to explode without giving her a good seeing to.

Well a girl could only do one thing at a time. Carefully tiptoeing the short distance the between her present sexual partner Monique slide herself down with her buttocks upon the ground. Scooting forward she manoeuvred so that her pussy was rubbing up with that of her comrade. From here she could feel the warmth emanating from between Kim’s legs. It kindled to higher levels by her own sexual excitement.

Ron could only stair in disbelief as the two exquisitely naked bit of feminine beauty snuggled up against one another. He’d seen girl’s do this upon the internet but never imagined seeing them do it live, also never figuring into that equation was his woman would be one of them.

The two teenagers began to rocking, grinding their pussy’s together. Both young women lay upon their sides propped up by one elbow. Seemingly both lasses had griped the others leg, the one positioned in front of the other the other in rear. It was a grip that pulled the other girl into a into a tight bond with the other, to enter into a lesbian bond with the pair of clitoris’s at the very heart of the quivering mass of flesh. It was a sight to behold with two sets of breasts wobbling as the pair entered into a grove. Their moans began low at first then gradually began to rise as if a chorus of horny angles had entered the temple of fleshly delights.

Spit trickled down the side his wide open mouth as the lovers ground against themselves against one another. KP’s back was arched and her eyes were close tight shut. Her lovely long red hair bounced with every thrust of her hips. Ron could watch for hours as those perky little breasts wobbled back and forth as her body shook under the veil of ecstasy. Upon the other end Monique’s eyes were half closed, but watching the action down the middle. Her larger more prominent cleavage rocked from side to side with her violent movements. Elbows rested upon the now heated floor, she’d forced Kim’s legs to lock about her own waist, holding the pair in a mutual lock. Both girls wailed away as the speed increased. Monique’s fleshy buttock wobbled while Kim’s rock hard ass danced very little.

Suddenly Kim shuttered letting out a wail as the orgasm rushed over her. Her normally pail flesh turned brilliant red as the pleasure washed over her. The girl he knew and loved was known for her ferocious orgasm and this time was no exception. With her legs lock about the other girls waist she twisted violently, Monique was thrown about like an over sized rag doll. In the throws of her own orgasm the poor dark haired girl was tossed onto her back.

Both girls lay upon the floor panting, trying to catch their breath. Through still locked together at the hips, the ground where their bodies met was sopping wet, the dark patch that could be seen upon the carpet grew with each passing moment. Upon their back staring at the ceiling, the girls normally finely brushed hair was a bedraggled mess with stray bits flying in every direction. Their skin was had that reddish tinge with sweat glistening under the ugly yellow lamp light. And there they put down for many a moment waiting for the wind to re-enter their sails for another trip around the world.

Xxxxx

Ron continued to stair down at the mass of female flesh, fantasizing about when it would be his turn to have a go. He was a good boyfriend and had waited patiently for his turn but he really, really, really wanted to have a go at Monique and maybe another shot with his lady friend. Sweat had begun trickling down from his brow quite some time ago as the bit of hotness that had transpire at his very feet had run its coarse and the girls lay in the middle of the small room catching their breath. Uncertain he waited wanting nothing than to dive in and give the girls a good seeing too. Lesbian stuff was fine but there was nothing like a good dose of Ron shine to make the day just right.

Monique groaned, shifting herself from the embrace of her present sex partner “Ok that was fun, if not a little painful, but now I need something big and thick and solid inside of me.” Upon her hands and knees she crawled towards our hero. Pausing she knelt between his legs, and with trembling fingers she unloosened his belt and unzipped his pants. His undergarments were saturated about the front as she slipped them up and over his throbbing cock. Mouth opening wide she lowered her head ready to engulf his ready and waiting penis.

“No Monique!” cried Kim from across the room “Don’t!”
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