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The KP Chapters	By : Jayrich Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 113370 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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The Hollywood Chapters 4

Hoodie leans in the corner with her arms folded over her chest. She’s wearing her trademark purple Hoodie (of course), along with a part of matching athletic short shorts, thigh-high gym socks and silver sneakers. The hood covers her eyes, but her trademark sly yet cocky smirk can be seen clearly. Her presence shocks the two Team Possible members…well, Monique more than Ron.
“A FASHIONISTA???”
Monique grabs hold of Ron’s collar and begins shaking him by it back & forth in anger. “You went over me for a Fashionista?!”
“I didn’t know it was gonna be a Fashionista!” Ron replies, defending himself. Monique finally lets go of him as he grabs his Ronunicator and contacts Wade. “Wade, need an explanation.”
“She was the only designer I could find close enough to do the job.” Wade answers, his face appearing on the screen. “Don’t worry though, none of the other Fashionistas are in the area. Or the city for that matter.”
“Whatevs! I broke away from those hacks.” Hoodie tells them. “They expected me to handle Evening wear? I only do the sporty look.”
“But how’d you get out of jail.” Monique asks.
“Good behavior.” Hoodie responds. “And I figure since the sidekick needed an upgrade to his wardrobe, it’s my chance to break into the Solo spot.”
“Yeah, well forget it.” Monique tells her. “Ron doesn’t need the help of a criminal to get what he needs. Ain’t that right, Ron?” She doesn’t hear an answer, and when she turns to him, she finds that he’s actually thinking it over. “RON!!!”
“I know, I know, she’s a Villain!” He says, before turning to Hoodie. “But…you can make a Funky Fresh Off the Hook battle suit for me, right?”
“For shiz-nit!” Hoodie answers. “At a price.”
“I knew it!” Monique interrupts.
“Not a problem.” Ron replies. “Still got some left over Naco Royalties!”
He pulls out a Platinum Credit Card, which only causes Hoodie to smirk. “Cash is good, but not what I meant.” Slowly, her smirk turns into a seductive grin, and it sends a chill down Ron’s spine. “You see, while I was on LD…”
“LD?” Ron asks.
“Lockdown.” Monique translates.
“Anyway,” Hoodie continues, “While I was on LD, I heard that Extreme Junkie Adrena Lynn bragging about how she had the best lay. She told me Shego went for a fun ride, too. And both mentioned you by name.” She strolls slowly Ron, then playfully running her finger down his chest. “So you’ll get your special new suit…just as long as you give me the workout of my life.”
Ron gulps nervously. “Please tell me you mean at a Gym or something.”
“Oh, I think we can work our Aerobics on right here.” Hoodie changes the direction of her finger, sliding it down Ron’s body, closer & closer to his waist and what lies below it. That is, until Monique reaches out and grabs her wrist.
“Uh-Uh!” Monique says, as Hoodie snatches her arm away. “My boy Ron is not paying ANY price, especially what you’re asking!”
Hoodie just scoffs. “And who’s he gonna get for the Top Design, Little Miss Retail?” she asks, referring to Monique.
“Oh, that’s funny.” Monique responds sarcastically. “Well FYI, Little Miss Retail MADE Kim Possible’s mission outfit.”
“Yeah, from the Fashionistas design.” Hoodie scoffs.
“Was it the Fashionistas design to include the Gloves?” Monique asks smugly.
Hoodie is about to reply when she stops herself. “You added the gloves?”
“Thought they would set off the outfit.” Monique smirks. And right before Ron’s eyes, the conversation takes a turn. He watches as the argument turns into an agreement, then into a trade of ideas, and then into a brainstorming session about Ron’s new suit. Monique & Hoodie are now discussing the features & design, and after a few more trade of ideas, the battle suit turns into a Battle Hoodie.
“We can style it like his shirts.” Monique says, drawing blueprints down on an old receipt. “Keep it loose-fitting, since he runs a lot.”
“Hot.” Hoodie responds. “And Black & Blue for the color. He definitely needs a darker tone.” The confusion almost overwhelms Ron as he looks on. Soon though, it becomes very clear to him “We’re gonna need to get his measurements to do this right.”
Monique nods her head in agreement, then turns to Ron, wearing a seductive look. “Oh, I think that won’t be a problem.”
Ron’s seen that look too many times before, especially from Monique. Using his experience from past situations like this, he decides to run for dear life. Unfortunately, Ron doesn’t know about Hoodie’s agility, which is on par with Kim’s. A few flips and Hoodie has the exit blocked as she lands right in front of him.
“Someone’s a little shy, isn’t he?” She says, slowly backing him up.
Ron backs himself into the counter, and into Monique’s reach. “He’s always like that, until you get him started.” She proceeds to do just that, pulling him close and wrapping her lips around his. The thing Ron has found out during his time with Monique is that she’s a better kisser than Bonnie, and almost on par with Kim. This makes it harder for him to resist the urge, especially when she presses herself against him. The two stumble backwards and end up in the Country Club Banana window display, knocking over several mannequins before they hit the glass window. A moment later, Monique breaks the kiss.
“OK, wait!” Ron says. “Don’t you need rulers and measuring…stuff, to check out my size?”
“Ron, don’t argue with the designers.” Monique replies with a smirk. Just then, Ron notices Monique’s hands going to work unbuckling his pants. Before he can react to it though, Hoodie draws his attention by unzipping her hooded sweatshirt and showing Ron her perfectly round, firm breasts.
“Don’t worry, you can look AND touch.” She tells him, leaning in closer. Around this moment Ron’s logic nearly shuts down completely and he becomes driven by desire. Grabbing one of her breasts and groping them, she meets Hoodie halfway and presses his lips to hers. They lean back against the window, as Ron lets his hands wander over her body. He delves his left hand into Hoodie’s sweatpants and begins to feel around her firm backside. It’s at that moment that he feels Monique’s mouth going to work. He glances down to see her pulling down on her blouse as she inhales his Cock deeper into her mouth. Soon, Hoodie breaks up the kiss and decides to join in. She slowly drops down lower and takes hold of Ron’s manhood just as Monique releases it from her mouth. The two then work either side with their tongues, while Monique hands tend to his balls. After a few minutes they then switch up, with Hoodie swallowing the head and rolling her tongue around it, while Monique keeps licking the shaft. The double tongue action is almost more than Ron can handle.
“Oh…aw, man…I’m gonna cum soon…” He utters, just loud enough for them to hear as they stop their progress.
“Can’t have you going out to early.” Hoodie tells him, standing back up. She then grabs her sweatpants and pulls them down, all the way to her ankles, along with her sports thong. Standing bent over, she waits to be penetrated by Ron’s lumber. “Show me what you got.”
Ron knows it’s too late to back away now, as he lets his pants drop to his knees and grabs hold of his Rod. Bringing the head to her moist lips, he slowly pushes through them and deep inside, until every inch of him is within her. She lets out an almost joyous moan, as she places her hand against the window glass.
“So deep.” She says. “Don’t stop now, baby. I want it hard!”
“You heard the lady, Ron.” Monique adds, inserting herself back in the action. As Ron starts pumping himself in & out of Hoodie’s snatch, Monique makes herself more comfortable by dropping her tight jeans and stepping out of them. She then tends to Ron’s lips again, kissing them as he plows deep into Hoodie, who now has both hands on the window. Ron holds on to her hips and continues to pound her from behind, so hard that it forces Hoodie into the window more. The side of her face is pressed against the glass, along with her luscious melons, shown for anyone to see. Luckily for the three, the streets of Beverly Hills are barren at this hour, and there’s not a soul in sight. At that moment, Monique breaks the kiss and shifts her focus.
“You mind if I join in, girl?” She asks, moving towards the window and in front of Hoodie.
“Mmmm, not at all.” Hoodie responds, wearing a seductive grin. She then presses forward again, squashing her breasts against Monique’s. Hoodie’s right hand moves lower and into Monique’s panties as she begins to rub her snatch, while still feeling Ron penetrating the deepest part of her. Mixed sensations are flowing through Monique at this moment. She can feel the coolness of the glass window as she braces herself on it from behind, and Hoodie’s warm front pressed against hers. All of it adds up to a tremendous amount of pleasure for all three, especially Ron & Hoodie, who’re close to their respective limits.
“Man, feels like…I’m gonna come.” He says.
“Oh…God, me too!” Hoodie replies. Her knees begin to buckle and her hand slips down the window as Ron gives her one final stroke. He then pulls out in the nick of time, letting loose his load all over well-toned ass, as she trembles from her orgasm. It’s so overwhelming that her knees give way, causing her to collapse. Luckily, Monique catches her before she hits the ground. The same cannot be said for Ron, as he falls to his knees and hits the floor in exhaustion. He lies there wants this to be a moment of rest for him, unfortunately, as always, it’s not.
“I hope that ain’t all you got, stud.” Monique says, climbing onto Ron.
“You know, being fitted for an outfit is exhausting work.” Ron quips.
“Speaking of work, think you’re up for another round?” She asks.
“Do I have a choice?” He asks.
Monique grins at Ron, then leans in and presses her lips to his to jumpstart his engines. It works, as Monique feels Ron’s manhood stiffening up for another go around. Ron’s feeling up and ready himself, as he wraps his arms around Monique and sits up with her, keeping their bodies close and the kiss intact. He can feel her erect nipples pressed against his chest, and it only arouses him more, as it does her. After a minute, Ron finally breaks the kiss.
“OK, not fair.” Ron tells her. “That’s the same thing Kim does when she wants me to fuck her.”
“Who do you think taught it to me?” Monique replies with a smirk. Reaching down between them, she grabs hold of his thick shaft and guides it towards her wet snatch. She brings it to her lips, and then lowers herself down onto it, taking in all of Ron’s manhood. Ron wraps his arm around her as Monique braces herself, and starts to ride Ron’s Cock for all it’s worth.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, Baby!” She moans. “Fuck me, Ron.”
He thrusts himself deep inside of her pussy over & over, as Monique rocks her hips in unison. It doesn’t take long for either of them to become lost in the moment. Monique was always energetic, almost rivaling Kim. She puts one hand on the back of Ron’s neck and uses the other one to fondle her breasts. Her legs almost completely wrap around Ron as he continues pounding her pussy, but soon fatigue catches up with him and he finds himself back on his back, lying down. Monique doesn’t slow down a second though, and as Ron grabs hold of her hips, she begins to ride him harder, rocking her hips more and slamming herself down onto his pipe.
“OH GOD!!!” She screams. “I’m almost there, keep fucking me, Ron!”
Monique can feel her limit approaching, and wants to ride it all the way out. Putting both of her hands on Ron’s chest, she starts to ride at a frantic pace, biting her lower lip as sweat flies off of her body. Soon, the fast pace of her hip movements bring her right there.
“RON, I’M GONNA CUM!!!”
“ME TOO, MONIQUE!!!”
Monique is the first to have her orgasm, and the intensity causes her to nearly lose her balance. She then pulls herself off of Ron, just as his orgasm hits. He shoots off a load that hits Monique’s stomach & breasts, and that’s when he feels a set of lips wrapping around the head of his Cock. Raising his head, Ron finds that the lips belong to Hoodie, and she’s swallowing every drop of cum Ron lets loose, making sure not to spill anything. Her lips & tongue work makes him cum even harder, and she takes it all down the throat. Once he’s finally done, Hoodie removes her lips from his Cock and grins back at him.
“Mmmm, thanks for the protein drink, stud.” She says.
“Heh…my pleasure.” Ron grins. But slowly, the grin fades from his face and is replaced with a look of remorse, one that doesn’t go unnoticed by Monique.
“OK, you mind telling me why you look bummed out after Hot Sex?” She asks.
“Cause…I think I crossed the line this time.” Ron answers. “I cheated on Kim…with a villain. I mean I’m probably going to get nada out of this.”
“I told you, I’m on the straight & narrow.” Hoodie tells them.
“She’s telling the truth, Ronald.”
Hearing that familiar voice, Ron reaches over to grab his Ronunicator. The face he sees on the screen confirms his guess on who the voice belongs to…Dr. Director. “And you’ve been very helpful to Global Justice.”
“I have?” Ron asks, tired & confused.
“Indeed.” She answers. “You see, the former Fashionista Hoodie was released from prison as part of the ‘Turning Leaf’ program we just started. It gives perennial lawbreakers & super villains the opportunity to turn to the right side of the law.”
“You mean, Hoodie’s working for Global Justice?” Monique asks.
“Exactly.” Director replies. “And when word of Ron’s need for a super suit in the likeness of Kim’s got to us, we sent the best woman for the job.”
“You mean, she would’ve made the suit for me anyway…and I could’ve avoided the guilt sex?” Ron asks.
“Actually, her having intercourse with you proved to us her commitment for being on the side of Justice.” She tells him. “So no worries, Ronald. You will get that suit that you requested.” Dr. Director signs off and ends the communication. But as Ron puts his Ronunicator back down, Hoodie starts crawling on top of him.
“But I still need to get down the right ‘measurements’.” She says, not bothering to hide the seduction.
“Uh, Monique?” Ron looks over to her for help, hoping that she will intervene and save him. But as Monique stands up and pulls up her panties, it doesn’t look good for him.
“Sorry Ron, gotta work more on the blueprint.” Monique tells him. “But you can help Hoodie get the ‘measurements’ right.”
“MONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQUE!!!!!!”
Still Later That Night…
It’s now past 2am, and the parties in Beverly Hills are just starting to wind down. Unfortunately, one party girl is not in the mood to call it a night. Camille Leon rides in the backseat of her jet-black Limo, staring out of her window in a state of extreme boredom. She doesn’t want to go home, especially since she had an incident earlier with Shego that involved Hair Dye & a push-up bra, and almost resulted in Camille having her hair set on fire.
“Ugh! There is nothing to do in this town!” She scoffs. “Like, why didn’t I just fly to Hawaii to hang with those yummy male dancers? I could…” She cuts herself off when she notices the scene outside of her car window: Ron & Monique sneaking out of the Country Club Banana through a side exit in the alley. “That’s Kim Boy-Toy, which means Miss Teen Crime-Fighter must be in town.”
Slowly, a sinister grin grows onto her face. “I think I know a way I could have some serious fun tonight.”
Meanwhile, Ron & Monique are making their way onto the main street. Their deal with Hoodie is complete (after several “measurements” for size), and she’s now off to complete the Battle Hoodie. Right now Ron would love nothing more than to get into bed and get some rest. But that doesn’t seem to be in his future, as an incoming alert sounds on his Ronunicator. He pulls it out to check it, and hears Kim’s voice.
“Ron, I need backup. I made a discovery on this mission we’re but I need your help. Come to the Posh Nightclub on Rodeo Drive, I’ll be in the back.”
The communication ends right there, and confounds both Ron & Monique. “That Club is just a block away.” Monique says. “But I thought Kim was in Hollywood doing the spy thing.”
“The spy thing might’ve led her here.” Ron replies. “Come on.” Monique takes the lead as the two run from Country Club Banana across the street to the front entrance of the extravagant Posh Nightclub. There’s a long line of partiers that rounds the corner, all of them waiting to get in for a chance to rub shoulders with the who’s who of Tinseltown. But Ron bypasses all of them and heads towards the door. He gives a nod to the Bouncer by the door, who instantly recognizes Ron. Two years back Kim & Ron saved him from a collapsing building in an earthquake, and that grants Ron access to the club as the Bouncer opens the door for him. Monique, however, is stopped at the door and turned away, until Ron steps in.
“Yo, main man, the Hottie’s with me.” Ron tells the Bouncer, putting his arm around Monique. “It’s all good, it’s all good.”
“Word.” The Bouncer replies, letting Monique through. The two continue through the front door, with Monique wearing a look of shock.
“Did you just get us into one of the Hottest Nightclubs in L.A.?” She asks in disbelief.
“Yep.” Ron replies smugly. “You just gotta know how to speak the lingo, Monique. And the Ron Man can speak the lingo.”
“Uh-huh. You & Kim saved that Bouncer’s life before, didn’t ya?” Monique asks.
“Wha…oh, well that’s not the point.” Ron counters. “The point is we’re in with Hollywood stars! BOOYAH!!! I am SO in my element!”
As the two enter the main room of the Club though, Ron realizes that may not be true. The room is packed with celebrities and the rich, all of whom make Ron’s yearly salary at Smarty-Mart every 2 minutes. “I am SO not in my element!”
“You don’t need to be, there’s Kim!” Monique says, spotting her near the back of the club. Ron & Monique make their way through the crowd, trying to reach Kim. Along the way though, they end up getting separated and head off in completely different directions. After a minute, Ron reaches the rear of the Club first, and finds his girlfriend waiting for him.
“Ron, you made it.” She says.
“I’m here, KP.” Ron replies. “What’s the Sitch?”
Instead of answering, Kim greets Ron with a hug and a small kiss on his lips. One that seems strange to Ron. She then takes his hand and leads him through a doorway into the private VIP Room of the club. The room is empty, and dimly lit.
“Uh, Kim? Is everything alright?” Ron asks.
“Oh it’s fine, baby.” Kim answers seductively. “I just needed to see you now…all of you, if you get what I mean.”
“So, this is like a booty-call?”
“Oh yes.” Kim responds, before giving Ron another peck on the lips. “And this booty is all yours.”
“Heh, that…that sounds good.” Ron says, smiling over that idea. “There’s just a small problem, though.”
Suddenly, Ron kicks Kim’s legs out from under her and flips her onto a nearby black leather couch. He lands on top of her and pins her down by her wrists.
“You’re Not Kim Possible!”
“Ugh! What?” She says. “What are you doing, boyfriend? Of course I’m Kim Possible.”
“No you’re not.”
Both Ron and “Kim” look over to the doorway to see another Kim standing there holding a black bag, this one with Monique. “I am.”
Her ruse failed, “Kim” begins to morph herself out of her current form and into her true identity…Camille Leon. “But, how did you know? I played the good girl and everything.”
“Because my lady doesn’t kiss me like you did.” Ron says, getting off of Camille as Kim approaches him.
“This is how I kiss my man.” Kim says, before giving a demonstration. She wraps her lips and arms around Ron, making the make-out passionate, as it always is between the two. Ron puts his hands around her waist as they work their tongues back & forth from each other’s mouths. After a minute, they finally break away; leaving a thin line of saliva that connects their mouths, and shocks Camille.
“Uck! How trampish!” Camille says.
“You’re one to talk.” Kim replies.
“So, wait?” Ron interrupts. “Was the distress call real or…”
“Fake, made by Camille.” Kim says. “Wade caught her hacking into the Kimmunicator signal to contact you. That’s when I decided to tail her and see what she was up to. Ron, why don’t you & Monique go party in the club, while I handle Ms. Heiress.”
Ron nods his head in agreement, knowing that his girlfriend more than has this situation under control, and walks back out of the room with Monique in tow. As soon as the door closes though, Camille leaps from the couch at Kim, intending to take her down. Rookie mistake. In one motion, Kim sidesteps the attack, grabs Camille’s left hand, pulls out a pair of handcuffs, leads Camille into a nearby Stripper Poll and cuffs both of her hands together around said poll, leaving her helpless.
“What the…what are you doing?” Camille asks.
“Relax, I’m just gonna ask you a few questions.” Kim answers.
“What, like some interrogation?” Camille says. “Well tough luck, redhead. Cause my lips are sealed.”
At that moment, Kim walks over to the black bag she dropped at the door, reaches down and searches through it. After a moment, she pulls out the item she was looking for…a 10-inch Strap-On Dildo.
“Oh, I think I can get the answers I want.”
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