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Disclaimer: The Walt Disney Company owns the rights to the TV series Kim Possible. All characters are borrowed without consent and are copyright material of their respective studios. I receive no compensation for their use in this story.

Revelation: Chapter 4

The six exhausted teens lay still on the huge bed moving only to occasionally pick up a glass of their favorite alcoholic beverage and take a sip before settling back into blissful revelry of the past six hours of carnal activity.

“Ron,” Kim grunted, not looking over to the blond boy who was mostly buried under a mound of girl-flesh; Namely Monique and Tara.

“KP,” Ron groaned and took a swig of his single malt scotch directly from the bottle, “I’m bushed. I don't think I can get it up another time without a day or two to recharge. But if you wanna…”

“No Sweetie,” Kim cooed and shifted slightly so Bonnie's hair, which was attached to the brunette lying atop her, wasn't in her eyes. “I just wanted to apologize for scratching and biting you during our little love fest. I think I was a teeny bit out of my mind at the time.”

“No, you think so?” Ron chuckled with more amusement than sarcasm. “I wasn't aware that you bit and scratched me at all in the throes of passion. Just like I wasn't aware that Monique nearly clawed my heart out during her fifth orgasm.” Ron glanced down at the dark skinned girl with her eyes closed, draped half way across his chest. “Or was it during your eighth organism, Monique?”

“Sorry,” the dark-haired girl groaned and shifted her head to kiss the deep red marks directly over Ron's heart. A little drool seeped from Monique's mouth as her head rolled to the side and she let out with a bit of a snore as she dozed off.

“Anyway,” Ron chuckled, “I think I know how to remedy the sitch.”

“How Ron?” Kim questioned as she rolled to one side letting the sleeping formal rival, now lover and friend, slip off her. Kim rolled back to prop her head atop one hand and look at her Ron. “Do you want my Mom to help clean up the damage?”

“Nah,” Ron continued to laugh lightly as he unburied himself from the mound of girl flesh and moved to mirror Kim's position, mere inches from her. He looked down at the myriad of scratches, scrapes and teeth marks on his chest, legs and arms. They suddenly began to seal up and heal themselves. “I'm a Cartoon Character so I just need to think about em and they'll heal up. Just like you can heal that girly part of yours. I think you called it your Hi Man?”

“Sweet,” Kim laughed at his joke and healing ability, then leaned in for a passionate kiss. When the kiss broke they both sighed in utter enjoyment as their foreheads remained touching.

“KP,” Ron softly said, gazing in to her emerald green eyes, “I've had enough of this scene for now. Do you want to do something else?”

“Actually…” Kim grinned and snapped her fingers. The teenage couple suddenly appeared, lying in the same position, on a secluded, lakeside beach atop a blanket spread out on the sand and were both still naked. “…I thought you'd never ask.”

“What about the hotel bill,” the blond teen asked.

“Well,” Kim thought with a serious face for only a second before her sultry look reappeared, “the Disney folks told me we'd be billed for such things and we only have to think about paying for it, and it's done. I just thought about paying the hotel bill and added a nice tip for Bonnie and Tara's services so it‘s taken care of.”

“I think I need to pay for something right about now,” Ron stated with his goofy grin aglow. He held up his hand and a bottle of SPF 45 suntan lotion appeared. “I think we'd better lather up before we get sunburned.” He got on his knees above Kim and waggled the bottle suggestively. “How about a nice relaxing massage KP?”

Kim rolled onto her front with a slightly ecstatic, anticipatory titter as she nestled into the blanket, smashing the sand under her to a comfortable position. “I'm ready whenever you are Sweetie.” After a minute with nothing happening she looked back over her shoulder at her Boyfriend. “What's the sitch Ron?”

Ron closed the book that had was in his hand. “Sorry Kim. I just borrowed this book from the library so I could learn how to give a massage.” He quickly flipped through the pages one more time before the book magically disappeared. “I thought that all I needed to do was scan the pages just once and I’d know everything that was in the book, and I was right. I wish I’d known I could study like that during high school. I coulda been a straight ‘A’ student like you were.”

“Yes, that's true,” Kim mused as she sat up and wrapped her arms around Ron's shoulders. “But then you wouldn't have been my Potential Boy.”

They leaned in and kissed. It wasn't a passionate, wanting kiss, but one of love and caring. A gentle kiss that showed the fourteen years of friendship that had grown into what they now had. The kiss was gentle and affectionate and even a bit playful but still showed each other the deep feelings they had for one another.

Unknown to the involved couple, a little brown mouse raced by the blanket followed by a blue cat who was being chased by a large bulldog barking incessantly. The three animal stopped their running to sigh and gaze lovingly at the osculating couple for a minute before Tom, the cat, bopped Jerry, the mouse, on the head with a closed fist. That brought the dog, Spike, out of his revelry of the kissing couple and he grrr'ed viciously at the two other Cartoon Character animals. Jerry quickly ran off, followed closely by Tom then Spike who again started barking to beat the band.

Kim broke their kiss and sighed, “Did you say something Ron?”

Ron, with his eyes still closed, let out a wistful sigh of his own and shook his head. “No KP. I thought you mighta said something there but I never said a word.” Their foreheads met and they looked into each other's eyes in loving bliss.

A trail of fairy dust glittered in the air and swooped down to the couple on the sandy beach. A diminutive girl with straw blond hair drawn up in a bun, wearing a lime-green, strapless body suit and green slippers with white, fluffy puffs on them appeared in front of the couple's faces as they separated in mild surprise of the visitor.

“Hi Tinkerbell,” Kim enthused to the tiny Sprite. The wee Girl gave a big wave of a hand, smiled brightly and hovered down to land on Ron's flaccid cock. The small Fairy tugged and pulled at the man meat, trying to arouse the appendage.

“Sorry Tink,” Ron chuckled at the display. “I'm afraid I can't get it up just now. Kim and I just came from a six hour orgy with our high school friends and I'm all tuckered out.”

Tinkerbell crossed her arms and huffed in indignation. Suddenly the small Sprite brightened with a thought. She flew over to Kim's pussy and pointed, nodding her head excitedly and beaming a brilliant smile.

“Sorry Tinkerbell,” Kim said to the four inch tall Girl, “but I'm all sexed out just like Ron. Maybe tomorrow?”

The small Fairy frowned in disappointment for a second then pulled out a wee weekly planner. She paged through the calendar, stopped at a page and pointed to it with a nod and a grin.

“Same time, same place tomorrow?” Kim asked, receiving an affirmative, excited nod and wide bright smile from Tinkerbell. The diminutive Girl flew out of sight to the right before zooming off to the left, leaving a trail of Pixie dust in her wake. “See you tomorrow!” Kim yelled and waved to the Sprite as it disappeared from sight.

“Come on Ron,” Kim said all business-like as she picked up the bottle of sun screen and started to smooth some onto her arms, “we need to get some rest right now. I think we're going to be very busy in the next couple of days.”

The two teens spread the sunscreen over their bodies, and helped a bit with each other, (Nod, nod, wink, wink!) before they laid down and drifted off into a restful sleep.

A few hours later Kim got to her knees and gently shook her partner. “Come on Ron, we need to be somewhere.”

“Five more minutes,” Ron muttered as he curled into a fetal position and pulled the corner of the blanket over his exposed, naked body.

“Not gonna happen,” Kim playfully snarked, brushed the blanket aside and grabbed his cock with her hand. She began to stroke his penis, bring it to life. “I want to do something right now sleepyhead, so, get up.”

“I'm up, I‘m up,” Ron said with a start as he sat up and wrapped his arms around Kim's shoulders. His cock immediately sprang to attention with an audible BOING!

“I can see that,” Kim joked as she stood up and placed her arms akimbo, “but not here. I have a better idea.”

“Where?” Ron queried as he stood up too, his rock hard dick bobbing slightly.

“I need a mission-style adrenaline rush right about now,” the red head said as she snapped her fingers. The naked couple appeared on the tarmac of the local, Middleton International Airport.

Ron glanced around and noticed they were in the area where smaller, private planes were hangared. He looked down and saw he was still without clothing and sporting a stiffy so he immediately tried to cover up. “KP! Our Clothes!”

“Ron, Sweetie,” Kim cooed and stroked her hand along Ron's jaw line to quell his anxiety, “one of the guys at the Disney Studios joked that if we wanted to, we could go naked in the streets of Middleton and no one would pay any attention. First, the people of Middleton aren’t true Cartoon Characters like us. They’re just there for background. And second, us walking around without clothes on could possibly be mistaken as our next Season’s line of apparel.” A wicked smile played across Kim's face. “Little did that Disnoid* know that his off-hand comment would be taken seriously.”

Kim took Ron's hand and led him over to an old, rust colored bi-plane idling on the tarmac. She waved to the female pilot sitting in the front seat. “Hi Bernice!”

“Hi Kim,” the pilot waved back and tossed a packed parachute to the red head. “Ready to roll?”

“We will be in a second,” Kim yelled back and helped Ron don the backpack. “Get in Ron,” Kim motioned to the rear seat of the plane. Ron clambered in to the plane and sat down. Kim did a flip with a half twist landing on his lap, face-forward also, and impaling her cunt on his stiff pecker. Kim leaned forward and patted the pilot on the shoulder signaling their readiness. The old bi-plane lumbered onto the runway and headed for the sky.

“Thanks for the ride Bernice,” Kim bounced on her Lover’s lap and hollered over the roar of the engine as the plane leveled off at ten thousand feet.

“No problem Kim,” Bernice said as she turned in her seat to face the unclad couple. “I was going up anyway to fertilize and dust some of the fields in the area. It still needs to get done even though the show is over. Are you ready?”

Kim shifted her position so she was facing Ron and placed a set of goggles, that had magically appeared from out of nowhere, over his eyes. “If you'd be so kind as to fuck me in earnest now, please and thank you” she whispered in Ron's ear. Ron stood and re-impaled his girlfriend on his rigid appendage as Kim wrapped her arms and legs around him. Kim pulled another pair of magically appearing goggles over her eyes, looked over her shoulder and yelled, “Ready!”

The plane's engine roared loudly as it nosed up into a steep climb gaining altitude. Suddenly Bernice shifted the controls into a half barrel roll, ending up in an inverted position, which dropped the rear passengers out into free fall.

“Woo Hoo!” Kim, on the bottom, yelped loudly as she began to bounce and grind against Ron's stiffy. He let his arms and legs out into a spread eagle position to steer and slow their decent a little while Kim let go with her arms and legs, being connected to her Boyfriend only by his long dick which was buried deep in her pussy. She felt herself being buffeted into her partner and enjoyed every push and bump generated within her pelvic region by the free fall. “Great God Almighty!” she yelled and shuddered in orgasmic revelry, her girl juice spraying to the four winds from around Ron’s impaled peter.

After a few sex filled minutes of free fall fucking, they heard a beeping noise coming from one of the dials attached to the harness of the chute. The sound grew louder and faster by the second. “What's that?” Ron asked, his eyes rolling into the back of his head from the feelings of their mid air copulation.

“That's the altimeter,” Kim yelled back and re-wrapped her arms and legs around her Beau. She backed her hips away from Ron‘s so that his cock was barely within her pussy lips as she willed another hymen to form.“That means it's time for the automatic chute to open.” The parachute released and the shroud automatically opened above them, ramming Ron's cock into Kim's cunt hard and ripping her new cherry to shreds.(Glass shattering.) “Oof!” Kim grunted as their sudden downward momentum was drastically slowed by the chute and Ron's dick was mercilessly shoved deeper into her love bucket. She desperately bounced and bucked on his dick as they drifted down toward a field of wheat. Kim’s girl gush sprinkled the field below. (overhead sprinkler sound.) “Oh God!” Kim screamed over and over as they landed and Ron came to a seven step, standing stop, jolting Kim’s cunt onto his cock with each step. He dropped to his knees which pushed Kim over the edge again into another major orgasm. (Seats and tray tables in their upright, locked position. They’ve landed!)

“That was...” Ron gasped and looked up into the air from whence they came. He shot a torrent of Ron Sauce, that might rival the one second flow over Niagara Falls, into Kim's tight pussy still engulfing him. “BOO-FUCKING-YAH!”

Kim shivered and convulsed atop her Man for a few seconds before she finally opened her eyes. “I agree,” she cooed. “That was very boo yah.” They kissed passionately and fell back onto the parachute shroud which happened to land and form a perfectly sized blanket for them to lay on.

“KP,” Ron gasped as the buss broke, “I don't think I'll ever complain about sky diving again.” (The plane has cum to a complete stop. You may now unbuckle you’re seatbelts and deplane-the-plane. Have a nice day.)
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*Disnoid: A contraction of the words Disney and Androids. Definition: One of the army of Disney employees, usually junior executives, that walk around the Studio wearing neatly pressed slacks and a short sleeved, white shirts with dark tie and pocket protector. Tho I was a Disney employee many years ago I never achieved that rank. (Possibly because I hate ties!)

Also, I thought I might reiterate. I don’t own the characters from Kim Possible or the show Tom and Jerry or Tinkerbelle. All rights are owned by their respective studios. Now, back to your regular program.
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