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The Grass is Greener	By : TheMater Category: Kim Possible > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 28726 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, KiGo or the characters used herein; no money is made off this work

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As always, for reference:
*BOLD, CAPITAL LETTERS WITHIN ASTERISKS* = action/noise
*Bold, italic letters within asterisks* = setting/timeline
‘Italics’ = thoughts

The Grass is Greener (KiGo) – Chapter 2

*A few hours later*
Shego registered her own consciousness as she felt a cool breeze on her legs. Squinting her eyes, she saw that she was pitching a tent under a new set of bed sheets. A slight trickle of precum made its way down her length, staining the sheets in its path.
Shego heard a rustle from her bathroom, only for Kim to appear in jeans and a blouse looking normal but natural.
“Oh, you’re up!” Kim raced to sit on the bed next to the woman, holding her hand and giving it a kiss. Shego eyed the gesture with confusion, given its affectionate undertone.
“Uh, y-yeah…” Shego carefully extracting her evening wood, letting it feel the air and blatantly leaving it out in the open to entice Kim. Sadly, the redhead just pouted as she rolled a bit of the precum on her finger for a taste for the road. Shego’s head expanded just a tad at the contact.
‘Hmph! Still as tangy as ever, though.’
“I have to get going to a family dinner at 7:00, and it’s nearly 6:00 right now.” Kim tried to stand, only for Shego to keep in place by her waist and tease her by swinging her cock side to side.
“Come on Kimmie, Greeny misses you already…”
‘Greeny? Really? Cute, I guess…’ Kim laughed in her mind at the nickname.
The swinging monster brought back fantastic memories for the redhead. Kim found herself with a hand around Greeny, if only for a second before she realized she would be late if she continued.
‘I’ll give her a parting gift, then…’
Kim lapped her tongue once at the very tip of Shego’s head, eliciting a sharp gasp from the green woman as clear, green liquid shot outward and upward from the sensation.
“Sorry Sheeg, I really have to go. My number is on that note on the nightstand.” Kim punctuated her words with a soft kiss on Shego’s lips, the intimacy of which took the woman by surprise.
“Call me, yeah? And remember, nothing until next week.” Kim breathed out as she pulled away, leaving Shego in a daze with a fuzzy twang in her chest as she caressed her cheek. Her last words were spoken as though she was a mother telling Shego what she couldn’t do. The green woman could only nod as she watched Kim’s perfect ass leave while shuffling side to side.
Shego lied there, her wood still standing as erect as ever with no Kim to fuck at the moment.
‘Man…what am I supposed to do to hold out until next week THIS time, Greeny?’
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The following days were complete and utter agony. By the end of the workweek, Shego didn’t have a single clean pair of underwear from the floods of precum that flowed from her ever-erect dick. Every time Kim and Shego met on the stairs, in the car garage or in the laundry room, Kim did everything in her power to get Shego hard. The redhead tried all the more if there were other people around.
Otherwise, Kim would “accidentally” leave her bedroom window open when she was changing, she would “get butterfingers” every time she bent over to get her mail, she would-
‘ENOUGH! No need to remind me…’ Shego was annoyed by this point, her limit for abstinence long surpassed as Kim knew the right buttons to push.
And yet, during this cool Friday night, Kim was giving Shego the blowjob of a lifetime.
Her tongue ran along Shego’s length, coating the green shaft in a heavenly mix of saliva and precum.
“Hhhoooolllly shit, K-Kimmie…” Shego’s breath was shaky and uneven, much to Kim’s chagrin. Shego was all the more aroused because she couldn’t do anything, pinned down by an invisible strap that was Kim’s rule to their game:
Don’t move, or cum, unless Kim says so.
Shego was all too happy to oblige as long as Kim was treating her cock like a first-class flier. Her hips wouldn’t listen, though – they bucked up to try and get Kim to suck instead of tease her.
“AH!” Shego winced as Kim punished her by squeezing her dick just a bit too hard.
“You move again, and your balls are next. Understand?” Kim was dead serious.
‘Oh shit…’ Shego nodded vigorously at the prospect of having her balls scream at her for getting punished.
“Good girl.” Since she listened, Kim kissed Shego’s cock up and down. Kim took one of Shego’s sacks in her mouth and sucked and pulled, savoring how full and firm they were from another week of stored cum.
Until something wet hit her hair.
“Huh?!” Kim glided her hand over the wet spot, only to see the familiar green substance as the perpetrator. She huffed at how impatient Shego was in the moment, given her incredible stamina from their other “activities”.
“Sorry…heh.” Shego scratched her nape as she sheepishly smiled.
“Stand up.” Kim didn’t give her an option as she lifted Shego to her feet before she kneeled so she was at eye-level with her cock.
“K-Kim?”
“When I tap you twice on the ass, I want you to pump me just as hard as you did last time. Pull out when you want to cum.”
‘Don’t tell me she’s gonna-FUCKING TITTIES!’ Shego’s knees nearly gave out as she felt the tightness from Kim’s throat.
In one fell swoop, Kim had gulped down about half of Shego’s gender, the bulge evident in her neck. What was more surprising was that Kim seemed used to it – her eyes didn’t widen and her breathing seemed perfectly timed.
‘She’s done this before…’ Shego had to steady herself by grabbing Kim’s head, the extraordinary tightness surrounding her cock like a symphony of sensations. It was like nothing she had felt before as Kim’s tongue rolled over her veined cock with added warmth and moisture.
Kim grabbed Shego’s ass, slowly urging her to slide more of her length in. Shego was more than happy to comply, noting the look of ecstasy in Kim’s eyes. The green woman thought she could feel Kim’s lips somehow smirk.
A minute later, Shego swore she shot some precum directly into Kim’s stomach when Kim’s lips touched her hilt. As Kim licked her base, Shego felt every hair on her body stand on its tip from the foreign tingle. She couldn’t help but throw her head back and exhale at the feeling. When she looked back down, she saw the faraway, yet locked, gaze from Kim as her eyes seemed to smile all the same.
Another glob of precum likely found its home in Kim’s stomach just then.
“Kimmie…shhhhit, Kim…your throat is fantastic.” Shego brushed Kim’s hair from her face as she held the woman’s head in place, a huff through Kim’s nose the only response given.
*TAP**TAP*
Shego responded almost immediately, tip-toeing to bring her cock up and landing on her heels to bring it back down. Kim’s eyes widened for a second to get used to the rhythm. Soon enough, they were half-lidded as she let herself get throat-fucked at an increasing speed.
The plasma heat from Shego’s beast was bordering on unbearable in her throat, but the sting only turned Kim on even more as she felt more pleasure than pain.
Eventually, Shego pushed harder and faster as her arousal built up. Kim’s arms had since gone limp, Shego’s hands on her head the only support keeping her up. Kim’s throat tightened up from her gag reflex. For Shego, it felt like Kim was trying to milk and pump Shego at the same time, the walls of her throat constricting and relaxing each time Shego plummeted back in.
It was amazing. It was awesome. Shego had gone balls deep in Kim’s pussy, ass and mouth, each hole more satisfying than the last. And the way Kim gave in, the way she asked for it?
‘It’s fucking GLORIOUS!’ For a split second, Shego entertained the thought of trying to pump hard enough to reach Kim’s stomach. If only…
“Oh god, Kimmie…shit…it’s fuckin’ amazing!” Shego’s precum provided more than enough lube to make her thrusts face no resistance, no denial. The clap of her balls against Kim’s chin made her imagine that she was back to pounding Kim’s canal like there was no tomorrow.
The look in Kim’s blank eyes, the way her eyebrows curved at the sensation, the way she gave in to Shego’s force and trusted her to pleasure both of them. For these reasons and more, Shego couldn’t look away as she held Kim’s stare. It was like she understood everything Kim felt, everything she allowed Shego to do. The green woman’s breathing quickly sped up and shortened as she was close to shooting her load.
“Fuck…FUCK…FUCK! KIM!” Shego felt herself cum just a bit in Kim’s throat before she pulled out. Fortunately, it was not even close to the majority as she coated Kim’s tits, face and hair in her green juice. The redhead fell against the couch, aimlessly wiping her face and licking up the hot green cum from her skin. A wet stain on the carpet showed that Kim had had at least one orgasm during their episode.
Kim had come to appreciate how the hot throat yogurt tickled her esophagus like a good scotch. In combination with the sweetness of Shego’s seed, Kim felt like she could make a meal out of it if she was delirious enough. As Kim lapped and cleaned Shego’s cock dry, all she could think of was one very appropriate word.
“Delicious…”
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An hour later, Kim was pinned against the tile of Shego’s shower with her legs wrapped around Shego’s hips, her arms around Shego’s neck. Shego penetrated Kim’s pussy as they kissed intensely under the running water, the thrusts slow and steady as Kim bounced up and down slightly each time. Kim moaned into Shego’s mouth every time she felt the green woman’s base against her ass.
The two women were relatively silent against the pitter patter of the water. It was a different kind of pleasure just then – more sensual, more intimate.
Kim leaned her head back against the tile, getting a better look at Shego as she brushed the wet raven hair from her face. With Shego increasing her speed, Kim grabbed the back of Shego’s head with one hand as her chin rested on Shego’s shoulder. All she could do was repeat Shego’s name in the green woman’s ear every time she felt her cock hit a different spot.
“Shego…Shego…oh god, Shego…” The words were breathy rather than moans, almost finishing in a whimpering tone as Kim let Shego know just how much she could feel Shego inside of her. The frequency of her words resulted in Kim’s muscles twitching and tightening around her neck and cock at the same time.
“Shego! Ah!” Kim let out a small yelp as Shego sent her on her second high of the night. She just held Kim by her ass, supporting her weight and letting the redhead enjoy her release. Shego enjoyed Kim’s sloppy nips and shaky breaths on her ear all the while.
As Kim came down from her second orgasm of the night in Shego’s arms, she rested their foreheads together. They simply stayed still in that position for a few minutes and let their sweat wash off. Their hot breaths mixed, and their glassy eyes said everything and nothing at once.
If anything, they had to wonder if they had just fucked or made love. It was a question they were both content to leave unanswered, at least for now.
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*Two days later, Sunday afternoon*
“I can’t believe I agreed to this…” A grumble came from a moving mountain of shopping bags behind Kim.
“Hey now, it’s your fault for telling me that you love a woman in tights. More firepower for me if it makes you hard every time.” Kim smirked as she helped unload the bags (full of tights, of course) into the trunk of Shego’s green Mustang.
“Which reminds me…fuck you for wearing those tights today, Kimmie. You KNOW that’s my favorite color.” Shego bit her lip and ruffled her hair, doing everything she could to keep her erection at bay as she shamelessly stared at Kim’s legs in dark green tights.
“You’d like to fuck me, wouldn’t you?” Obvious question is obvious. “But no, sorry. Not until next week, anyway.” Kim winked, but Shego even went as far as slipping a hand up her skirt and rubbing Kim’s pussy through the fabric right in the parking lot.
A few passersby strangely eyed the two as Kim slapped Shego’s hand away, her face slightly flushed from the public groping.
“Fuck you, Shego…” Kim stormed off back to the mall, Shego in tow with a grin on her face.
“Now look who’s talking…” Shego wrapped an arm around Kim’s shoulder, much to Kim’s chagrin. It did surprise Shego a bit that Kim didn’t shake her off, though she did stick her tongue out at the green woman while wearing a frown the rest of the way inside.
Shego would be lying if, even at 28, she didn’t suddenly get butterflies in her stomach. It made her feel a bit stupid, as if she was back in high school. Shego was lost in her thoughts as they passed a few stores inside.
‘Fucking ass, don’t tell me I’m-‘
“Hey girlfriend!” Kim dislodged herself to hug a black woman wearing a shirt from Club Banana, apparently an employee at the store here.
‘Girlfriend…?’ A sudden pang of possessiveness overtook Shego as she watched this little meeting from a few steps back.
“Hey Monique…how’s everything?” Kim smiled as she held the woman by the arms.
“Oh my gosh girl, you won’t believe this…the old franchisee transferred ownership of this Club to me last week! I was gonna tell you, but I was so busy with the whole setup and all…” Monique was giddy, bouncing up and down on her heels.
Except, something caught Shego’s eye. Something in Monique’s rather tight pants.
‘Is that a…?’ Shego focused her gaze a bit longer, now certain what the slight irregularity in Monique’s pants was – to anyone else, it was nothing. But to Shego’s trained eye, ‘Oh shit, she’s a futa!’
“Wow, nice going Mo!” Kim gave her friend another quick hug.
“I’ll say. Oh! Who’s this, new friend?” Monique eyed the green woman. Shego stared back defiantly for being judged.
“This is Shego, she’s my…” Kim’s eyes flashed to Shego before she continued, “…n-neighbor.”
“I see. I gotta ask, girl: are you a futa? Just that I noticed-” Monique’s brow creased in seriousness as she stealthily whispered in Shego’s direction.
“-a bulge.” Shego joined her as they finished the sentence in unison. Monique was taken aback at how Shego had noticed as well.
“Yeah, I am. But so are you, so what of it?” The green woman crossed her arms as if Monique was about to insult her.
“Shego!” Kim slapped the woman on the arm, only for Monique to wave it off.
“Whoa, whoa! Nah girl, it’s cool. Just saying I noticed is all.” Monique threw her hands up in defense as she smiled.
“Sorry, yeah…uh…” Shego winced as Kim elbowed her ribs, “…nice to meet you.”
‘I’m gonna get you for that, KIMMIE…’ Shego shot a laser through Kim’s face from her action, huffing the hair out of her face for being reduced to an obedient dog in Kim’s presence.
As Monique and Shego shook hands, the black woman could only chuckle.
“Well, Mo, we should let you get back to it. I’ll call you later, okay?” Kim gave her friend one last hug before setting off, but not before Monique whispered something only audible to Shego.
“Take care of Kim, yeah?” She patted Shego’s shoulder and waved at both women before getting back to work to help a customer. She smiled at how they close they seemed with Shego’s arm around Kim’s shoulder.
‘Kinda like me and Tara.’ Little did Monique know about their details…but anyway…
‘Looks like Kim never did go back to men after all…’
Monique’s shake of her head spoke of memories yet untold.
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*Later that night, Monique and Tara’s apartment*
“Babe, you told her to be here at 7:00, right?” Monique walked around naked like it was the thing to do, flaunting her 9 inches for all to see.
“Yes, Mo. Don’t worry, she’ll be he-“
*DING DONG*
“See, I told you…” Tara, equally naked with an equally sized strap-on around her waist, shook her head as she went to answer the door.
A woman in a long trench coat and heels stood there, nervous and edgy with beady eyes as Tara pulled her into the apartment. The two naked women wordlessly led her to the bedroom and stripped her trench coat to reveal nothing but a bra, stockings and garter underneath.
Monique stood over her, the woman cowering under her authoritative posture.
“Spread your legs, Bonnie…”
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