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Changing the Grade	By : Magmos Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 59956 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Changing the Grade (Bonnie Edition)
It had been the better part of a month since Mr. Mus and Kim possible had begun their extra-curricular arrangement, and since then Kim’s GPA for his class has done nothing but rise. In fact, right now one could hear their latest session clearing up.
“Oh god, oh god, do me harder Anon!” Kim groaned.
“Goddamn Kim! I swear you’re getting tighter!”
Inside Mr. Mus’ classroom, The aforementioned teacher was seated in his chair, his pants around his ankles, while Kim, clad in her cheerleading outfit sans her panties, rode atop him with Anon’s hands on her hips to assist with his own thrusting, the bouncing of their coitus causing the chair they were in to squeak with their every meeting and mix with their moans.
“Yes! Yes! I’M COMING!” Kim screamed, clinging harder to her teacher, her hands clinging to his shoulders, her legs wrapped around him and the chair. Mr. Mus for his part, just pulled her down harder before he came inside of her, their collective juices pooling underneath his testes.
The two simply sat in the chair, enjoying the afterglow until Kim spoke up.
“So, what’s the sitch? Did I cover my “extra-curricular” for the week?” She asked her teacher.
Mr. Mus smiled before answering. “What are you talking about? You got everything you needed done yesterday.”
Kim let out a mocking gasp as she placed her hands in front of her mouth. “You mean to tell me that my depraved teacher used an innocent girl just to get his jollies!?”
Mr. Mus’ smile shrunk into a smirk as he started grinding against his student. “Miss. Possible, we both know that the last thing a slut like you could be called is innocent.” He then leaned forward capturing her mouth in a tongue filled kiss.
The kiss continued until Kim broke it off. “Mmm…Calm down now boy. I already told you I only have time for a quickie today.”
Anon pouted playfully before letting her off his lap for the two of them to clean up, before Kim left for more pressing matters. Specifically, cheerleading practice.
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Yes, cheerleading practice. A rather common thing for most schools, and often the high point of school life according to many a lad. It’s hard not to see why too, lovely young ladies, short skirts, lots of stretching and flips to show off what’s under the skirt, and in all aspects Middleton’s squad filled all these aspects wonderfully. That all said, two girls in particular stood out. The first being Kim, who doubled as cheer captain, and the second being one Miss Bonnie Rockwaller.
Bonnie was, to put a not so fine point on it, a sexy bitch. Dark skin, dark hair down to the bottom of her neck, legs just as long and smooth as Kim’s, larger breasts and hips, the whole package really. There was just one real problem with her when you get right down to it.
“So Kimmy, what kept you so long? Ron get stuck in a tree and lose his pants in the process? Again?”
She was a complete bitch. Honestly, that was probably the primary reason Kim was Cheer Capitan. Bonnie may have been a fair bit nicer to look at, but few would be willing to take orders from her.
“Bonnie, can you please focus on practice today and not on smack talk for once in your life?” Kim said in an irritated tone.
One of the other cheerleaders chimed in. “Well she’s got a bit of a point Kim. You’re pretty much never late for practice, what kept you?”
“It wasn’t much. I just got caught up in some extra credit work with Mr. Mus.” Kim replied in a casual tone.
THAT had gotten everyone’s attention. Mr. Mus was well known to the rest of the student body with being exceptionally stingy with things like that. For Bonnie in particular, this was rather big news because of her own GPA in his class (Though unlike Kim, Bonnie’s issues stemmed primarily from being a lackluster student.)
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After practice had ended, Bonnie marched up to Kim with demands on her mind.
“Spill. Now.” She said to Kim in a tone that would book no argument.
Unfortunately for her, Kim was feeling argumentive. “Sill what Bon-Bon?” She asked in a mocking tone.
“You know damn well what!” Bonnie shouted. “How the hell did you convince Mr. Mus of all people to give you extra credit!?”
Kim just smirked at the irritated brunette. “Sorry Bon-Bon, but that’s my little secret. You’d honestly be better off asking Mr. Mus himself.” With that, she strode off leaving Bonnie stewing in fury.
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Later on, we find Bonnie, now dressed in a tight, midriff exposing tube-top and mini skirt that barely reached her upper thighs, alongside a scrawny looking nerd carrying a digital camera.
“Right then,” she began, “you remember the plan then?”
“Yeah, I get it” spoke the nerd. “You go in, get the teacher hot and bothered, I get pictures of him trying something, signal you when I’ve got a good one, and you get passing grades. What I don’t get is what I’m getting out of this.”
At that, Bonnie stroked the nerd’s face and started speaking in a husky tone. “Why, I’ll let you take pictures of me while I model in lingerie. Isn’t that enough sweetie?”
At that, the nerd nodded his head vigorously. Bonnie then turned towards the door and walked right in to find Mr. Mus going through paperwork.
“Back again already?” he said in a playful tone. “Just can’t get enough can…” he then looked up and saw just who he was talking to. “Ah. My apologies Miss Rockwaller. I thought you were someone else. So how can I help you?”
Bonnie just smiled and pulled up a nearby chair to slide up next to the educator before stating her purpose. “Well Mr. Mus, I was thinking on what you told me about my grades, and I’ve decided I need to do more about it.” She then started stroking his arm with her finger, “So I was wondering if there was anything I could do to convince you to help me out?”
Anon had to take a long moment to try and work out just when he did well by a Gypsy woman. Two girls out to get in his pants, both of them smoking hot cheerleaders, it was nothing short of mind boggling. Not to say he was complaining mind.
“Well Miss. Rockwaller,” he began in a low tone as he stood up and drew her up with him, “I can think of something you can do for your grades, but you’re going to have to do a lot of…” he then reached out and pulled her against him with his other arm pulling her hear upward to look him in the face, “strenuous extra-curricular work.” He then leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers, gently at first, but slowly becoming more passionate.
“Ha! Got you now!” Bonnie thought to herself. “All I have to do now is wait for the nerd’s signal and…oh wow, he’s actually not bad.” She then leaned forward as their tongues began dueling one another, her arms traveling up his back to cling to his shoulders, while his hands moved down her back to grip her ass through her skirt.
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As for the nerd in question, he was currently standing outside the door, peeking into the window with his camera, and snapping pictures. “Geeze, never thought this was how I’d be spending a Friday evening. Still, this beats staying home in the darkroom.” He then took a particularly good shot of Mr. Mus pulling up Connie’s mini-skirt showing off a lace thong before his hands started groping at her exposed asscheeks.
“Right then, I think this is enough for what she needs better give the signal…” Before he could do anything though a soft though very strong hand reached from behind him, covering up his mouth and muffling any screams he could let out. A second hand soon appeared nearby making grabbing motions.
“The camera if you please.” Hissed a rather familiar voice.
“Kmph Perssibrl!?” The now more than a little frightened nerd yelled out as best as he could.
"That’s right," Kim hissed into the nerd's ear, "now please, the camera.” Said camera was quickly placed in her hands. “I think I recognize you. Jim from the school paper right?” Jim nodded his head in affirmation. “Well don’t worry Jim, you’ll get your camera back soon enough, minus the film of course, but till then just settle in and enjoy the show.”
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Back in the classroom Bonnie and Anon had finally broken off their lip lock, with Bonnie still gasping for air while Anon kissed and sucked at her neck. At some point he had moved his left hand off of her butt cheek and was currently using it to massage her left breast, gently squeezing and massaging it with her erect nipples poking through her top.
“Goddamnit nerd, hurry up and get the pictures already! At this rate I’m gonna fuck him before I leave!” She then let out a groan as Anon gave her left nipple a twist. “Though I might just do that anyway.”
Anon then took his other hand off of Bonnie’s ass and placed both hands under her top, pulling it off over her head in one smooth pull, revealing she’d forgone a bra completely.
“You naughty girl.” Anon growled as he grabbed her nipples and started pulling them with a bit of roughness, causing Bonnie to let out a low moan. “Do you even wear a bra or was meeting me a special occasion?”
Bonnie simply smirked as her hands assisted Anon’s in their groping of her tits. “What can I say Mr. Mus? My sisters always said if you’ve got it, flaunt it.”
There really was no denying that Bonnie did have it. While Kim’s breasts weren’t what one would call modest, Anon wasn’t an expert on the subject but he’d rank her as a Small C-Cup at least, Bonnie was in a whole other class. Without a bra Anon had no real idea of the size of her tits, but they were easily more than a handful for him.
“Please call me Anon right now Bonnie.” He then bent down and began molesting her breasts in earnest. Kissing and licking on the breasts themselves, squeezing and massaging them, sucking on the nipples, all the while Bonnie just leaned back, her hands on the back of his head, and moaning all the while.
“Oh Anon,” she began through the moans, “you really know how to make a girl feel special don’t you?” She giggled as Anon just ignored her to continue worshipping her breasts. “Mmm. Why don’t you let me make you feel special now?” With a quick shove, she pushed Anon back into his chair and knelt before him, quickly working to undo his pants.
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Back outside, Kim started chuckling at the sight she was seeing. “Oh this is going to be good. She has no idea what she’s packing.” She then noticed Jim was squirming around, specifically where his crotch was concerned. “You feeling a little uncomfortable?” She asked with genuine concern in her voice. At the sight of his nodding she simply smiled before the hand that held the camera put it as low to the ground as she could before dropping it. Said hand then went to Jim’s crotch where she unzipped his pants and pulled out his member. “Let me help you out with that” She then started stroking him off, Jim’s moans still being muffled by Kim’s hand.
Back inside, Bonnie was having some difficulty actually getting Anon’s zipper down. “Damn Anon, do you ever take these off or do you live in them?” Suddenly the sound of his fly being lowered was heard. “Finally! Now let’s let you OW!” Said ow was caused by Bonnie not quite realizing the size Anon was carrying in his pants. “Watch it will…oh my.” Awestruck at the sight, Bonnie began stroking Anon’s member almost as if in a trance. “I had no idea they came this big.”
“Yes, well mine does Bonnie.” Anon said with an amused tone in his voice. “Now, I believe you said you were going to make me feel special?”
Bonnie nodded as she began liking and sucking at the base of Anon’s dick, slurping and kissing her way up to the tip, basically slobbering all over it. “Well I WAS gonna just suck him off but there’s no way I could get much of this down.” She then started to try and get as much of it down as she could, only to be forced to stop a third of the way down. “Nope. Not gonna work. Okay, no drama, always plan B.” As she thought that she rose up to place her chest slightly above Anon’s erection. “Get ready for a fun time Anon.” She then pressed her tits together, trapping his member in between them. She then began randomly rubbing her breasts up and down Anon’s dick, their combined saliva making for a decent lubricant. After a point she stopped rubbing randomly and opted instead to raise and lower her breasts together while she sucked on the head of Anon’s dick, her tongue swirling around his tip.
“Oh lord Bonnie,’ Anon growled out, “you weren’t kidding when you said you’d make me feel special.”
Bonnie said nothing he could understand, though the sensations of her trying to talk with her mouth ‘full’ so to speak caused Anon to throw his head back. Eventually the room was just filled with the sounds of Connie’s breasts slapping against Anon’s thighs mixed with her slurping and Anon’s grunting. At least it lasted until Anon let out one particularly loud grunt ad grabbed Connie by the back of her head, forcing her down a bit more as he exploded in her mouth and she struggled vainly to swallow it all.
Eventually, though not without great effort to keep from choking, she managed to get it all down. “Fucking hell teach, warn a girl next time will you!? I could’ve drowned!”
Anon laughed a rather uncomfortable laugh. “Sorry Bonnie, but I didn’t really want that to stop you know? Is there anything I can do to make it u to you?”
Bonnie opted to pretend to be in deep thought for a bit before answering. “Okay, two things. One, I want passing grades. Straight Bs in this class at least.”
“Fair enough,” Anon agreed, “and the other thing?”
At that, Bonnie looked at Anon’s dick, still maintaining most of its girth despite his recent orgasm. She then smiled and stood up which was followed by her undoing her skirt, leaving her clad in nothing but her now dripping thong, socks and shoes. She then bent over the desk so that her ass was pointing outwards. “How about you fuck me till I can’t remember my own name?” Anon simply chuckled before he moved behind the slutty teen, pushed her panties to the side, and lined up at her entrance.
“Well who am I to turn down such a reasonable request?” He then forced the entirety of his dick inside of her in one swift thrust, causing Bonnie to let out a shriek that could be heard a fair bit down the empty halls.
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Outside the classroom, Kim and Jim were staring at the sight of it all and were both so stunned at just how much Connie took at once that Jim had failed to notice that Kim had stopped jerking him off awhile ago. This lasted until Kim opted to speak up. “Hey, Jim. Do you think you could do me a favor?”
Jim was still rather stunned, so he just nodded his head, completely missing the sound of a pair of pants falling to the floor.
“Turn around and keep your hands against the door.” Kim said, her voice feeling particularly heated. As Jim turned, he was greeted by the sight of Kim Possible, completely pantsless and soaking wet. “Good boy, now put your hands behind you and against the door. Jim did so, leaving him in a rather odd balancing act that allowed Kim to mount him with a slight moan. “Now, this is just a onetime things just so you know, the sight in there is too hot for me to handle.” She then started rising up and down, riding the camera boy with the sounds of their fucking echoing through the halls.
“Oh yeah,” Kim moaned as she started massaging her breasts through her shirt. “You’re no Mr. Mus but you’ll do in a pinch.”
If he wanted to retort to that, Jim couldn’t. The idea that the head cheerleader would ever fuck him was already an absurd idea, but in this situation? Honestly, it was best to just let his brain shut down and enjoy the ride.
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Back inside was proof positive that Jim wasn’t the only one enjoying a ride. Bonnie had been reduced to mindless babbling by the sheer speed and force of Anon’s thrusts. While Kim was a virgin and her tightness attested to that fact, but Bonnie had some experience under her belt, and thus wasn’t nearly as tight. Not to say she was loose mind, but Anon was able to just get right to plowing her brains out without much discomfort for either party.
The classroom was filled with the slaps of Anon’s thighs meeting Bonnie’s ass, the squishing from his thrusts into her slopping wet cunt, and Bonnie’s screams of pleasure. Eventually Anon opted to start speaking. “Look at you Bonnie. Laying on your teacher’s desk, letting him fuck you, and for what? Grades? You’re trading sex for favors Bonnie.” As he said that his thrusting started speeding up. “Now tell me, what type of person trades sex for favors?”
“A whr…” She mumbled through her delirious state.
“A what Miss. Rockwaller?” Anon questioned as he gave her ass a firm slap. “Wrong answers get punished you should know.”
“A whore…” Bonnie mumbled a little more clearly, only to get another spank in response.
“Louder!” Anon shouted.
“A whore!” Bonnie yelled out, this time not receiving a spank.
“That’s right, a whore! That’s what you are Bonnie!” At this point he was thrusting into her with every word he said. “Now then, for a reward, what does this particular whore want her teacher to do!?”
Bonnie couldn’t get it out right away, each thrust causing her to stumble on what it was she wanted to say until she finally managed to force it out. “I WANT MY TEACHER TO FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE I AM ANON! TO HELL WITH MY GRADES, I’LL BE YOUR PERSONAL SLUT FROM NOW ON, JUST FUCK ME!”
At that, Anon tossed any remaining self control out the window and started fucking Bonnie with everything he had, practically leaving bruises on her ass from how hard he was thrusting, and constantly pushing her forward till her bottom half more onto the desk leaving her with her legs dangling in the air. Eventually Anon started to reach his limit, and so leaned over to get next to Bonnie’s ear.
“I’m gonna come soon Bonnie,” he grunted into her ear. “I’m about to mark you as mine. You’ll be free to fuck other people if you want, but you’ll know they’ll never satisfy you like I do.” Bonnie’s only response to this was to kiss him, forcing her tongue down his mouth as he exploded inside of her, her cunt spasming as she came right alongside him.
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Outside, Jim and Kim were nearing their limits as well. This was enough to finally get Jim to try and talk again. “Kim, Kim I’m almost there! I’m about to…” before he could finish hat he was saying, Kim hopped off of him aimed his dick at a nearby wall and started jerking him off while frigging herself to get herself off as well. With a low groan from the both of them, Jim came hard enough to nail the wall across from them while Kim had trouble staying upright. Eventually they both collapsed into panting heaps. As they tried to catch their breath, Jim felt he had to say something more.
“Hey, um…” he began nervously, “thanks for that. Never thought I’d get to have sex with a cheerleader in a million years, let alone the head cheerleader.”
Kim just chuckled a bit to herself before responding, “So not the drama Jim. You honestly weren’t too bad. Get a little self confidence and I’m pretty certain you won’t have to rely on pity pictures to get a girl.”
Jim just beamed as he gathered up his, thankfully undamaged, camera and walked off, leaving behind the film but gaining a slight spring in his step. Kim watched him off before entering Anon’s classroom to see Anon and Bonnie, who had managed to turn herself around so that her back was on the desk, still in a rather passionate lip lock. Soon they parted with a string of saliva connecting them and Anon speaking up. “So Kim, did you have fun with our little peeper?”
At hearing that someone else was in the room Bonnie turned in shock to see Kim, still pantsless, standing in the room and staring right at them. “Eh. Like I said to him, he wasn’t bad. No match for you though Anon.” As she said that she slid up to the two lovers to exchange a deep kiss with Anon while Bonnie looked on, still quite in shock.
“Um…what exactly is going on here?” Bonnie said, confusion just as evident in her voice as on her face.
The two broke off their kiss and turned to the shocked brunette with smiles. “Well Bonnie,” Kim began, “As you might have gathered, I’ve been sleeping with Mr. Mus here for awhile now. At first it was just for the sake of m grades, but after awhile I just couldn’t go without his dick for too long.” As she said that her hand drifted down to where Anon and Bonnie were still joined. “That said though, trying to keep up with him is nothing short of exhausting. I swear the man is just never satisfied.”
After she said that, Anon lifted his hand closest to her, giving her ass a firm slap that echoed through the room.
“Case in point,” Kim spoke in an amused tone. “Anyway, I got an idea a few days ago. Clearly I need to add someone else into this arrangement, someone who could keep up with the both of us, and quite frankly you were the first person I thought of. The only cheerleader who can regularly keep up with me in our routines.”
At that Kim hopped up on the table, putting herself at eye level with Bonnie. “So what do you say Bon-Bon? Do you wanna join us? Get to feel this amazing dick fuck you every day till you can’t even walk anymore?”
Rather than answer right away, Bonnie pulled Kim down into a heated make out session, which Kim gladly returned. After they broke off Bonnie spoke up. “Yes, I’ll join! You can’t just have this stud fuck me like that and then not expect me to want more! I already promised to be his slut anyway.”
Kim just smiled at hearing that, and moved herself till her pussy was inches away from Bonnie’s face. “That’s good to hear Bon-Bon. What do you say we christen this moment between the three of us?
At that, Bonnie just leaned forward and began eating out the athletic redhead, who herself just leaned back till she could resume her kiss with Anon, who began thrusting in Bonny again, this time at a more gentle pace.
Anyone who came by the room would’ve heard the sounds of slapping, and moaning for hours later. Good thing the school was pretty much dead at this hour.
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