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The World Must Never Know	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 53064 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

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The World Must Never Know
Interlude Six - Part Two - Family.
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, intense violence, torture, rape, death, incest, and many other mature themes.

Chapter 50: A Special Kind of Magic.

(Natural Leisure Resort - Whanapokii Island - August 8th, 2008)
Only a slight redness to his eyes gave any hint of the grief Ron Stoppable suffered as he hung from the straps of his parachute. He could see the island beneath him, but it made little impact on his mind. His thoughts were elsewhere. Mostly on the reason he wasn't still emotionally incapacitated by the death of his parents. He felt their loss, but not as keenly as he had when his little sister first told him.
That grief was buffered. Tucked away in a small compartment of his mind. Bearable. Thanks to a suggestion made by Hana not long after the plane took flight. A smile curved his lips as he remembered the magic that freed his mind from the torture of his loss. Again and again, as he drifted slowly downward, he replayed what happened in his mind.
Even though she was many meters away, suspended beneath her own chute, Yori could see Ron clearly enough through the evening sky to know what he was thinking about. Her own lips were also drawn into a smile. It had been her honor and her duty to help her daughter bring Ron back from the brink of despair.
Kyoko watched as her husband's plane flew out of sight. For a brief moment, she wished she had stayed on board. Then she would be on her way to Japan and her husband. She shook off the idea. Here was where she was needed. Needed by her daughter and granddaughter. Just as she had been needed to help them draw young Ronald away from the blackness that threatened to consume him.
Memory drifted alongside the three of them.
Hana stood between her mother and grandmother, looking down at the huddled form of her big brother on the bed. He'd closed himself off. Becoming insensible to the world around him. “I had no idea he would take it this badly.”
The eldest of the three generations of Yoshiko women placed a comforting hand on her granddaughter's arm. “Each person in this world deals with grief in their own way. Some accept it almost as a passing bump in the road of their lives, while others dive deeply into the dark waters of despair, never to resurface again.”
Yori shook her head in memory of her own recent loss of her twin brother. She felt the grief, but managed through her training and power of will to continue on with her life. “I would not want for Ron to drown in the depths of his sorrow.”
Hana nodded. “I carried the loss of my adopted parents into another world with me as a child. Only the care and concern of my sire made it bearable. Later, as I grew into a warrior in my own right, I began to fight in the ongoing war that battled it's way across the many moons encircling my father's world. I knew sorrow in the loss of my comrades in arms.”
The glowing red embers of her eyes flamed brightly. “There is a way, amongst those of the Demon realm, to combat this. A magic of the oldest and most powerful kind.” She looked from her grandmother to her mother. “If you will assist me, I believe that, together, we can bring him back to himself.”
Yori and Kyoko exchanged a look and a nod of agreement. “Tell us what we must do, my daughter.”
Cold blackness crept through Ron's mind. It insinuated itself into every nook and cranny of his self. He let it eat away at him, consuming everything, leaving nothing of the world that brought it to him behind. He wallowed in the dark, accepting the lack of feeling it gave him. He knew, by surrendering to it, it would take away the hurt forever.
Something encroached upon his protective coating of despair. A barely perceived swath of dimly felt something. He didn't know or care what it was, he simply wanted it to go away. It came again. Then again. He fought to hide from it, knowing it would try to make him feel again. He struggled to hide deeper in the blackness of his mind as it came yet again, this time in multiples, touching him from many directions all at once.
Those touches continued. Warm and gentle. Beckoning to him. No matter where in the darkness of his mind he tried to hide, they followed. Sweet caresses that dug through the black to his very soul. Almost, he succeeded in avoiding them, but one pierced the black veil, touching him in a way that brought reality flooding back in. White turned the black gray. Shredding the darkness. Uncovering him.
That one single touch exposed him to everything he sought to avoid. Pulled him out of the pit, carrying him back into the real.
Ron moaned and opened his eyes. The world swam into hazy focus as he saw and felt the three naked women surrounding him. Touching him. Embracing him. He saw the red of Hana's eyes, inches above his own. Saw the compassion inside them. Felt her lips as she kissed his. It was a quick, but loving gesture. A touch of care.
Hana looked into his eyes and smiled. “Be still, Brother. Let us show you the way home.”
Everything became a bright blur. The seed of darkness within him stood no chance of blossoming again in the light of pure, unfettered, pleasure. Hands caressed his body. Lips touched him. Encased him. Sucked him back from the brink.
Kyoko and Yori couldn't see Ron's face. Hana's body, as she straddled his body, was in the way. They slid their tongues up and down the sides of his erect and throbbing cock. Their fingers met and intertwined as they gently fondled his balls. Even if the demonic teenager hadn't been in the way, they wouldn't have seen. They only had eyes for each other as they practiced their ancient art.
Neither woman felt shame at what they were doing. As kunoichi, they were trained to use their bodies not only as weapons, but as tools. They were the nine and one. Named so for the openings in their bodies. The one being what separated them from their male counterparts, making them capable of so much more. They stared into the depths of each other as they took turns embracing the head of the young man's shaft with their lips.
Feelings they were trained to suppress came to the fore. Now that both were free of the strictures that once bound them, they let their inner lusts consume them. Neither noticed Hana moving as their lips touched at the very tip of Ron's manhood.
Sliding to the side, Hana snuggled herself against her brother's body. Pressing her firm breasts into him. She took his arm and guided it down her stomach. She watched in delight as he stared at what her mother and grandmother were doing. She took his hand in hers and pressed his fingers into the wetness of her bare pussy. “Do you see the love? The passion? That is what gives us all the strength to live our lives, Brother. The strength to overcome that which would cripple us. Feel it. Feel me. Take our strength for your own.”
Her words shoved his grief to the very back of his mind. The feelings coursing through him brought new, shocking, thoughts to the foreground. He closed his eyes as sensations threatened to overload his brain. He tried to make what was happening fit into some semblance of reason. He grasped at mental straws. He suddenly had an idea that would explain the wrongsickness he was experiencing.
He was dreaming. That had to be it. This wasn't really happening. It was just a figment of his imagination. All this was just too much like one of his favorite anime videos to be real.
It all fit. He began checking off a mental list to confirm it.
He was in bed with three hot naked Japanese women. Check.
They were mother, daughter, and granddaughter. Check.
Two of them were ninjas. Check.
One of them was his own little sister, who had been transformed into a seductive demon. Check.
The implausibilities added up so fast in his head, he was absolutely sure it could only be a dream. He knew that when he woke up and opened his eyes it would disappear. It had to.
Ron cracked one eye open. It was still happening. He felt the three-way kiss between mother and daughter and the head of his cock. His fingers were still, seemingly of their own accord, diddling his sister's pussy. An exclamation was torn from his lips as his other eye opened. “It's real!”
Hana chuckled as she turned his head to face her. “Of course it is real Big Brother. We offer ourselves to you. Take us all, so that we may share in this most wonderful healing magic!”
Ron blinked. “This is some kind of ritual? A spell?”
Again Hana laughed. “Yes. A magic that surpasses all others. The magic of sex.”
Ron turned his head. Both Yori and Kyoko had changed positions. He felt Yori grasping his cock as she guided it toward the pussy of her own mother, who now sat astride his hips. Kyoko lowered herself onto him. The heated confines of her body encased him. He let all thoughts and concerns flee from his mind at that incredible feeling. He grinned so wide he thought his face would split. “I am down with that! Bring on the sex magic! Boo-Ya!”
Yori smiled at his words. This was the Ron she remembered of old. The Ron she had called friend. She crawled across the bed as he took pleasure in her mother. Her daughter had been right. This was the best way to free him from his grief. It was also great fun. Anticipation and lust built within her. She could hardly wait for her turn with his cock. Until then, she thought as her gaze landed on her daughter's body, she would satisfy herself in another way.
Ron was so lost in the feeling of Kyoko's pussy, he didn't notice Yori removing his fingers from Hana's pussy. He did notice when she lifted his hand to her mouth and began licking the wetness from each of the fingers.
The taste of her daughter drove Yori wild. A passion filled her that went beyond anything she felt for Ron, or even her own mother. A passion centered on Hana. A burning desire that had been lurking in the back of her mind. It filled her as she dropped Ron's hand and bent to retrieve more of that wonderful taste from the source.
Ron felt his cock throb inside Kyoko. The sight of Yori licking and eating her daughter's pussy was just so hot, he could barely stand it. He bucked his hips upwards, trying to match the incredibly sexy young grandmother's thrusts. He eyes never left the sight of Yori's tongue as it licked and plunged her daughter's wet sex.
Kyoko crooned at the feelings she was experiencing. “He likes that!”
Hana smiled at her grandmother. “Then, let us see how much my big brother will like this!”
Yori felt herself lifted by more than human strength. The room turned around her. She found herself atop her daughter, with her face directly over her daughter's luscious pussy. Between her own open legs she felt Hana's lips plant themselves on her overheated mound.
Ron didn't even try to speak. He knew if he tried to tell them how hot it was seeing sexy mother and daughter eating each other out, nothing would come out but incoherent babbling. Instead he showed his appreciation by fucking Kyoko even harder.
The sight of her offspring engaged in a wickedly incestuous sixty-nine, combined with the hard pounding the young man was giving her own pussy, sent Kyoko into a screaming orgasm. She shuddered atop him, her pussy spasming around his shaft.
With the woman's orgasm acting as a trigger, Ron began to shoot his load deep inside her. It felt like she was milking every spurt of his seed from him. He felt her collapse on top of him. Their eyes met in the joy of their shared lust.
Hana and Yori completely missed the almost simultaneous orgasm. They were completely lost in their own mutual passion. So lost, they didn't hear the mischievous suggestion Kyoko whispered in Ron's ear. They didn't see the lustful look on his face as he nodded eagerly. Even the shifting of positions of the two others on the bed, didn't distract them from their frantic pussy eating.
Ron knelt behind Yori with his knees just to either side of his little sister's head. Kyoko was pressed against his back, her hard nipples digging into his flesh, as she stroked his cock back to hardness. With every jerk and tug she gave his semi-hard shaft, his balls swung back and forth, almost touching Hana's forehead. He was a little surprised she didn't notice, but her shining red eyes were focused completely on her mother's pussy. Ron achieved total hardness again when he noticed his little sister's forked tongue flicking, snakelike, over Yori's pinkish-red clit.
Kyoko grasped the young man's cock at the base as she used her whole body to urge him forward. She guided him between the cheeks of her daughter's ass and pressed the head of him against Yori's puckered nether hole.
Yori felt the intrusion through the haze of her passion. It didn't distract her from her need to give her daughter's pussy the licking it so greatly deserved. Knowing who it was, and what he was targeting, she let herself relax. This, her lust filled mind knew, would only enhance the wonderful feelings she was receiving from her daughter.
The slight resistance disappeared. Ron felt the head of his cock enter Yori's tight butthole. Kyoko hissed into his ear as she continued pushing him deeper. “Yessss! Fuck my daughter. Fill her beautiful ass with your manhood!”
As soon as he was completely buried in Yori's ass, Ron began to pull himself back out. Kyoko's hands moved to his hips, guiding him. She kept just enough pressure on him to make the movement almost agonizingly slow. Just as his glans began to pull at her sphincter, he felt Kyoko buck her hips against his butt, sending him all the way back inside her bowels with a single hard stroke.
Already near her peak from the tongue work of her daughter, the ramming thrust from Ron sent Yori over the top. Her whole body quaked and a low moan escaped her lips. Her pussy spasmed, sending an expulsion of her orgasmic nectar into her daughter's hungry, sucking, mouth.
If he hadn't already cum once, the reaction coursing through Yori's body, the clenching of her warm softness around his dick, would have made him loose it immediately. Instead, he had enough resistance to keep fucking her. He found his rhythm, a pull and plunge, in and out, that gave them both pleasure. He felt Kyoko's hands leave his hips and move along his body, brushing him with her fingers, rubbing and kneading his flesh.
Kyoko heard her granddaughter cry out with pleasure. She saw her daughter drinking and slurping from the demonic girl's fountain of lust. She felt a tightening under Ron’s skin, saw his pace increase. Knew he was soon to cum again. She worked one hand lower, intent to help push him over the edge.
Faster and faster Ron thrust into Yori's bobbing ass. He felt the need to release rise within him. Two unexpected sensations hit him at once. The tickle of Kyoko's finger at his butthole and the slithering lash of Hana's tongue across his balls. So much intensely erotic sensation, all at once, was more than enough to have him emptying himself once again.
Minutes later, as the four of them lay gasping and panting in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Ron felt something. He looked down his body to see Hana nibbling at the head of his completely spent, and lifeless, cock.
“I need you right now, Big Brother.”
He let out a sigh. “I wish I could Hana. Spirit willing, flesh weak. You know?”
Yori chuckled. “I think we did too good a job wearing him out, Daughter.”
Kyoko agreed. “We must let him rest for now.”
Hana shook her head. “I don't think I can wait. Nor is there a need to.”
They all watched as Hana's tail lifted up and around. It's bare tip, no longer encased in the metal spike that lay on the floor next to the rest of her battle gear, gently touched the tip of his flagging manhood.
There was an indescribable sensation that flickered from her tail to his cock. He felt heat and passion, an almost unquenchable need surge through his body. In a fraction of a second, he was standing stiff and proud once again.
His eyes gleamed with lust as he stared at his upthrust pole in wonder. “Whoa! How did you do that?”
Hana giggled as she climbed atop him and began lowering herself down his length. “Oh Ron! It is simply in my nature. I am, after all, a human and demon halfbreed...” She settled herself around his throbbing length and began to ride him hard. Her wings unfurled, fluttering over them. Her hot red eyes glowed brightly in her lust. “...What you would call, a succubus.”
The pleasant memory of their intense lovemaking drifted away in the warm tropical breeze as the ground came up to greet the newest arrivals on the island.
Ron's feet touched the heliport. Two thoughts were clear in his head. His grief, though still there, was manageable. He also knew, very definitely, he needed a nap.
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Nana felt her knees begin to buckle. The only thing keeping her on her feet were the two redheads who held her close, taking her lips in theirs in a heated exchange of kisses. Her desire was so intense she could barely think.
Summoning up the very last vestiges of her will, she dug her phone out of her fanny pack and sent a hastily composed text to Brotherson.
START WITHOUT US. WE WILL BE ALONG IN A WHILE.
Feeling one of Kim's hands reach for her breast, Nana returned the phone to her bag, and her granddaughter's passionate kiss. Through pleasantly smashed lips she managed to say, “Let's find someplace more comfortable... And do this right!”
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