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Revelations of Destiny	By : Kellendros Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 63461 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author’s Notes:

Due to (somewhat) unforeseen difficulties, this chapter is a day late. As a result, I’ll be putting the next chapter out a day early. In addition, as with the last half of the last chapter, the first half of this one isn’t exactly my best work, though less so than the previous chapter’s lacking.

July 25, Monday, Mid-Evening

“Something wrong?” Shego inquired with a faintly raised eyebrow, glancing at Kim as the redhead gave yet another little grunting groan of distress—at least the third since joining Shego in her suite, on top of the few Shego had noticed on the plane while they were coming back from the salvage yard.

“Not really,” Kim nonchalantly dismissed with a quick shake of her head, “I’m just a little stiff from all that climbing yesterday.” The teenager snorted softly, a hint of a smirk on her lips as she added; “Looks like there’s still some holes in our exercise routine, at least when it comes to long-term endurance anyway. Once we’re done touring the last few places on my ‘cultural studies program’ and we have more free time, I’ll have to see what I can come up with to fix that.”

Now it was Shego’s turn to groan, though her torment was far more mental than physical. It wasn’t that she wasn’t up to Kim’s workout routines, but aside from the sparring, they weren’t exactly at the top of her list of things to do for fun—or even in the middle for that matter. However much she liked the results from them—and admittedly, the perverse pleasure that usually washed over her when her entire body was pumped and burning from the intense physical exertion—unlike Kim, it took conscious effort on her part to get up at the crack of dawn and force herself to perform the grueling workouts—especially on Mondays, after having the weekend off—and she did not relish the idea of that act of will growing more difficult. Still, for all her grumbling and complaining, both to herself and Kim, she knew she’d keep doing them no matter how hard they got, not only for the results, but also because she’d rather swear off masturbation for a year than give in before Kim did—especially with something so simple a trained monkey could do it.

“Shego?” Kim’s voice didn’t quite turn the older woman’s name into a whining plea as she interrupted Shego’s petulant thoughts a few moments later, but it came close.

“Yeah?” Shego looked over at Kim once more, putting her frustrations out of her head for now, and found the teenager sitting half turned away from her, tension in her back and neck as she lifted and rolled her right shoulder uncomfortably.

“Would you mind giving me a little help here?”

Again, it wasn’t quite a whine, but there was a definite air of… neediness, about the request. Shego raised an eyebrow for a half-second before it finally clicked in her head what the redhead was getting at.

“I suppose I could…” Shego drawled with mock reluctance, sliding closer to Kim. “After all, I’ve had so many massages from the best the world has to offer that I’m practically certified myself.”

“Mmmm… that’s what I was hoping you’d say.” Kim all but purred, letting her head loll back when she felt Shego’s warm fingers slide around the tense mounds of muscle to either side of her neck.

“Ah-ah! None of that!” Shego barked sharply as she dug her fingers into the less-than-giving flesh beneath them.

“Humh? What?” Kim reluctantly straightened her head with the bewildered query.

“Just keep your head straight until I tell you different.” Shego grumbled gently, slowly kneading Kim’s stiff trapezius muscles into a greater semblance of relaxation.

“Ok…”

Kim sighed as her eyes drifted shut, barely in the right frame of mind to remember the order now, let alone complain about it. A few seconds later that laid-back air abruptly deserted her as she heard a simultaneous susurration right next to either ear, a dull green glow penetrating her eyelids even as the warmth of the hands on her shoulders increased noticeably.

Snapping her eyes open, Kim found that Shego’s hands were indeed surrounded by the undulating lime-green corona of her power, just as she’d known they would be, with twin columns of wafting, dissipating cosmic energy rising on either side of her head, making her scalp tighten and itch psychosomatically.

“Whoa, hey now; whaaaat’re’ya doin’ there?” Kim asked nervously, the weeks spent living with Shego having only increased her healthy respect for the destructive power the pale beauty wielded.

“Lacking rubbing alcohol, blended oils, hot rocks, and someplace I could use them even if I had them, I’m improvising.” Shego stated matter-of-factly.

“And you’re sure that won’t end in irradiation or third-degree burns for me?” The anxious question wasn’t entirely facetious.

“A, according to a buttload of jackass scientists and doctors, I don’t do radiation, and B, I’d like to think that after having these powers for half my life, I know what I’m doing. But hey, I can always stop if you want…” Shego growled back testily.

“N-no. No, I trust you.” Kim answered with growing confidence, finally getting a handle on her surprise-induced overreaction.

“Well if you’re sure…” Shego couldn’t resist the final jibe.

“Yes, I’m sure—and I’m sorry too; I should have known better. Forgive me?”

Shego uttered a soft, quick sigh, her thick mane swaying back and forth gently as she rolled her eyes and shook her head, silently grumbling; “Damn straight you should have known better…” Still, the obviously heartfelt apology mollified her considerably, however much she consciously denied it, and a few moments later she loudly dismissed the sentiment with an offhand; “Yeah, fine, whatever…”

“ ‘K.”

It wasn’t long until Kim also regretted having voiced the objection, for reasons entirely unrelated to Shego’s feelings, as those unnaturally warm hands shifted to the back and sides of her neck, the hard curves of Shego’s thumbs digging into the muscles at the base of her skull while agile fingers undulated over the long muscles running down her spinal column, all working together to produce an incongruously achy yet eminently enjoyable sensation as they forcibly kneaded the tight flesh into a state of considerable relaxation.

Kim’s eyes drifted shut once more as Shego worked on her neck, a collection of purrs, whimpers, and the occasional quick, sharp gasp rising from her throat unbidden. A few minutes later the older woman followed the lines of the redhead’s neck down and out, shifting her attention back to the solid swells of Kim’s prominent trapezius muscles, using both hands on each compact mound in turn, thoroughly kneading every inch of taut flesh into the same pleasurable, semi-numb state as she’d left the redhead’s neck in, until Kim felt as if her head were floating in a warm pool of liquid gratification.

As she worked, Shego couldn’t help enjoying herself over the way Kim moaned and grunted and softly hissed while she massaged the solid, shapely muscles beneath her fingers, taking delight in both the feel of the teenager’s firm flesh and her obvious gratification. It seemed like no time at all until she was moving out to start on Kim’s left shoulder.

“Ok, now you can move your head.”

“Humh? Wha’ ?” Kim’s lazy, liquid murmur was pure distraction.

“I said you can do whatever you want with your head now.” Shego repeated a little more loudly and with clearer enunciation.

“Oh… ‘K.”

Kim gave a faint, languid smile and let her head tilt to the right, not quite lolling, but close. After a few moments feeling the material of her shirt bunch and slide around under Shego’s hands however, she lifted her head and drew a deep breath, holding most of it as she murmured; “Hang on a sec…”

“Hunh?”

Kim didn’t respond to the questioning grunt, and Shego saw no reason to follow it up once the answer became obvious a moment later, when the redhead straightened up and leaned forward a little, stripping off the comfortable, oversized t-shirt she’d changed into after they’d gotten back and flopping it onto the floor next to the couch in a single, continuous motion.

“There, that’s better…” Kim idly declared as she shook out her dark red lion’s mane and settled back in Shego’s direction once more.

“Humph.” Shego smirked as she dug her fingertips into the teenager’s shapely shoulder once more, though she had to admit the process was a bit easier now that the intervening cloth was gone—and that the feel of Kim’s lightly tanned, sleek, supple skin was far more pleasant than the weft and warp of thread, no matter how finely woven.

A moment later both women breathed out soft, simultaneous sighs—though lost in their respective thoughts and sensations as they were, neither of them took note of the coincidental harmony—and Kim’s head gently swayed to and fro as she closed her eyes while Shego squeezed, prodded, and rubbed every muscle group crowning the redhead’s well-formed arm with hard, strong fingers that would have been torturous were it not for their ultimate effect.

When Shego finally made her way down Kim’s arm, welcome heat from her encircling, energy-enshrouded hands sinking deep into the sturdy limb as they massaged solid curves of tricep and bicep muscle, the teenager barely noticed—but Shego certainly noticed how much softer the skin on the underside of Kim’s arm was, not to mention her flank and the firm outer swell of her perky young breast, where the backs of Shego’s fingers grazed and brushed up against it repeatedly.

Trying to keep her mind on the task at hand, Shego lifted Kim’s arm slightly so that she wouldn’t be distracted by the tempting sensations of the teenager’s softer flesh, and that seemed to work all the way through to the redhead’s other shoulder and arm, until, at last, Shego came to the girl’s back proper, upon which, as Kim leaned forward slightly at her gentle push, she finally noticed something she’d previously overlooked; the teenager hadn’t been wearing anything under her oversized shirt. Kim wasn’t just sitting braless in front of her; she was completely naked!

Shego licked her black-painted lips at the sight of the crisp, high tan-lines rising like a pair of pale gull wings from between the rounded curves of Kim’s compacted ass, part of her mind idly wondering how it was possible for her mouth to go dry at the same time she started salivating. Then she cleared her throat with a growling chuckle, one sable eyebrow drifting higher as she smirked and casually drawled; “Somehow, I begin to suspect you have an ulterior motive here Princess.”

“Humh? What?” Kim’s voice seemed the measure of distracted, confused innocence…

“So it’s just a ‘coincidence’ that you weren’t wearing anything under that shirt, is that it? On the night you just ‘happen’ to be all ‘achy’ I mean…”

Kim grinned as she heard the “air quotes” in Shego’s question.

“Not really; I wanted to be comfortable because I was all achy, so that’s why I only had the shirt on. Simple as that…”

“Oh really…”

Kim snorted at Shego’s dry skepticism, her grin growing broader.

“Yep, that’s it.”

“Well you’re just lucky I can tell you weren’t entirely faking.” Shego grumbled in mock irritation, energetically rubbing and squeezing well-developed back muscles as she slowly worked her way outward from the deep furrow of Kim’s spine.

It took a minute or so before the pale beauty realized her efforts were forcing Kim to hold herself upright while Shego worked on her, further tensing her lower back even as the older woman kneaded the stiffness out of her upper areas. Venting a deep sigh, Shego dropped her hands and straightened up from Kim while rolling her eyes and shaking her head gently.

And this would be why I get massages instead of giving them… the dry rebuke echoed through Shego’s head for a brief moment before she spoke aloud in a somewhat less irritated tone.

“Ok, this just isn’t working. You’re going to have to lie down if you want me to keep going Kimmie.”

“Ok.”

Shego pushed herself up off the couch at Kim’s simple reply, standing while the redhead leaned forward, extended her arms, and pulled her legs up so she was on all fours. A brief smirk tugged at the corner of Shego’s mouth as the teenager spent just a few seconds longer than necessary in the position, wiggling her tight, curvy little ass back and forth subtly before finally extending her legs one by one and then slowly lowering herself down to the couch, flipping her hair to one side as she folded her arms and cradled her head on top of them.

“That ok?” Kim asked with a smile, closing her eyes and snuggling her head against her arms while she bounced and shifted around on the couch a little, getting comfortable in her new position.

“Ahhh, yeah… hang on a sec.” Shego responded after a noticeable delay, licking her lips and giving her head a sharp shake. A moment later she leaned in and flipped up the cushions on the back of the couch one after the other while silently grumbling; C’mon, focus already.

Stepping back once she was done, Shego cocked her head to one side and eyeballed the extra space she’d made.

“Move over just a little more Pumpkin.”

“ ‘K.”

Despite the… interesting, things Kim’s naked, flexing form did while she shifted position again, Shego was able to keep her mind on track this time ‘round—more or less anyway—and tell her when to stop.

“Yep; there; that’s good.”

“Ok.”

As soon as Kim settled in once more, Shego straddled the teenager’s hips and lowered herself down so that most of her weight rested on her folded legs. Even so, she immediately asked; “You ok down there Princess?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Kim answered, laughter in her voice as she wiggled her hips a little to show Shego she wasn’t being squashed.

Oh yeah, like that isn’t going to be hard to ignore. Shego thought to herself with a smirk as she felt the firm curves of Kim’s ass pushing up against her now faintly tingling groin, acutely aware of the fact that there was only a modest layer of cotton separating them from far more intimate contact.

Nevertheless, as Shego leaned forward and began kneading Kim’s taut flesh with her deft, energy-enshrouded hands once more, she found herself becoming immersed in the task with surprising ease—at least, at first. The more she ran her hands over the tight swells and dips of the teenager’s muscular back, the harder it became for her to ignore the sensuality of those shapely curves and the smooth, silky skin covering them, flawless save where accentuated by the pale, faint ridges of old scars. The renewal of Kim’s sporadic sighs, gasps, and happy little purrs only served to further enhance the growing sense of eroticism Shego felt, and when she finally reached the small of Kim’s back and finished, it was with a strange mix of regret and relief.

“All right, there you go.” Shego declared as she straightened up, resting her hands on her thighs and taking a moment to admire the view.

“Hummh? Wha’d’ya mean?” The confused question wasn’t exactly sleepy or slurred, but it certainly held an air of languid relaxation about it.

“I mean I’m finished.” Shego smirked.

“No you’re not.” Kim’s voice grew more focused as she lifted her head from her arms and looked back at Shego. “You still haven’t done the rest of me—” Kim gave a soft little snort and smirk, “—unless you mean you’re quitting I suppose.”

“The rest of you?” Shego arched an eyebrow high.

“Yeah, the rest of me.” Kim bent her right leg back at the knee and used her heel to gently prod Shego in the small of her back. “I use these to climb with too y’know.”

“Oh, ahhh, yeah.” There was a hint of chagrin in Shego’s voice as she glanced over her shoulder for a moment. “I suppose so.” Shego gave a soft huff of a sigh. “All right, just hang on a minute…”

Kim didn’t answer as Shego climbed off her and reversed position, but the redhead did give a happy little smile when the pale woman went back to work without preamble the moment she settled into place once more.

If Shego thought it was hard keeping her mind from wandering while massaging Kim’s back, it was about a hundred times worse now that she was doing the teenager’s well-formed legs. Working the firm muscles of Kim’s curvy, teardrop calves alone had her right back to where she’d been moments ago, and that was nothing compared to where her thoughts went once she shuffled back to sit on the small of Kim’s back so she could reach those deliciously taut thighs, with the enticing curves of Kim’s exquisite ass right there now, always in sight and impossible to ignore as she wrapped her hands around the sleek, warm flesh of each of the teenager’s shapely legs in turn, squeezing and rubbing every inch of them with slow, methodical movements that had very little to do with therapy anymore.

God, she’s just so fucking tight! Shego bit her lower lip lightly as she gripped the warm swells of Kim’s inner and outer thigh, reveling in the firm pliability of those strong curves she knew could shift to rock hard density in the blink of an eye.

And soft… fuck it’s soooo soft and smooth…

Shego licked her lips and swallowed noticeable as her right hand glided higher up Kim’s inner thigh, the throbbing heat between her own legs growing stronger with every step of that rising exploration. The pale beauty barely restrained the soft gasp she almost voiced when her little finger and the blade of her hand brushed up against the hot, silky folds of the teenager’s trim pussy a few minutes later, and it took everything she had to keep going without losing her pace, despite the sudden tightness crawling across her breasts and the inescapable, aching stiffness that seized her itching nipples and clit as the sporadic contact with Kim’s most intimate of places continued.

Somehow, Shego managed to get through working out the tension in each of Kim’s thighs without becoming any more… distracted, though by the end of it she was breathing deeply, covered in a faint sheen of sweat, and had no real idea how she’d done it.

Ok, there you go; all finished. Now you can relax… Shego told herself as she drew a deep breath and let it out in a slow exhalation just short of a sigh. Unfortunately, she realized she wasn’t quite right about that as her gaze slowly dropped to the firm, full curves of Kim’s ass where it lay between her own parted thighs.

Oh yeah, right. There’s that. Shego licked her lips slowly. Well, she did say she wanted me to do the rest of her, and that’s certainly part of “the rest… ” Shego gave her head a single, sharp shake. C’mon, don’t be lame; you did the exact same thing just a few days ago.

Of course, there was just a little bit of difference between grabbing Kim’s ass through her pants and this—not much, but still enough.

Fuck it; don’t be an idiot… Shego berated a moment later, for multiple reasons, the silent thought no less sharp for being in her head. Taking a deep breath, she lifted her hands and purposely placed them on the sublime, shapely mounds of muscle before her, spreading her fingers wide and sighing softly as she squeezed the taut flesh with sensual abandon.

Ahhhhhhhhh yeah, that’s the stuff…

Shego closed her eyes and smiled blissfully as she massaged the muscles of Kim’s perfect little ass like a cat kneading away at its favorite pillow, sighing and losing herself in the wonderful sensations completely. It wasn’t until Kim made a feline noise remarkably similar to one that selfsame cat might make, curling her lower back and pushing her ass up into Shego’s wanton grasp, that the pale beauty suddenly came back to herself, realizing what she was doing and that she’d lost all track of time while doing it.

“Oh, jeez, sorry!” Shego jerked like a little girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks.

As the older woman hastily withdrew her warm, glowing hands from Kim’s ass, the teenager gave a high, nasal whine and protested; “I never said stop.”

Shego snorted and smirked at the complaint, rapidly recovering her usual aplomb as she stood up from the couch and looked down at Kim’s pouting visage.

“Heh, nice try Pumpkin.”

Kim sighed, a wry smile replacing her frown as she rolled over onto her back, bouncing and wiggling around on the couch until she was properly centered once more, then raising her arms over her head and giving a long, rippling stretch before relaxing again.

“Fine. I guess I’ll just settle for the rest if you’re so dead set on not taking this opportunity to molest me.”

“Humh? What? The rest?” Shego mumbled in confusion, giving her head a little shake—Kim’s front was every bit as interesting as her back was while contorting, though for entirely different reasons. After a few moments staring at the raised eyebrow the redhead shot her, she finally caught up.

“Oh, so you mean you want me to…” Shego waved her fingers back and forth vaguely in Kim’s direction.

“If it wouldn’t be too much trouble, yeah.” Kim smirked with a soft snort. “I mean it’s not like there’s much left to do…”

“Ah, no, I suppose not…” Shego grinned faintly as she ran her gaze over Kim, admittedly lingering on several soft, smooth parts of the teenager that had nothing to do with working the tension out of her—at least, not in any sense of the therapeutic anyway. A moment later she gave a soft sigh and climbed up onto the couch for the third time, facing Kim’s feet and trying her best not to look straight down. “All right, let’s get this over with.”

“Oh, gee, thanks a lot.” Kim grumbled dryly.

“You know what I mean.” Shego grinned, laughter in her voice as she reached down and began working the front of Kim’s right thigh.

Kim giggled, smiling as she responded; “I guess… at least the view’s a lot nicer now.”

“I’m sure it is…” despite the dry tone, Shego smirked broadly. A second later her eyes grew wide as she found herself looking down at the pale wedge of Kim’s pretty little bare pussy while she worked the girl’s leg.

Shit, don’t think about the view! The frantic thought tore through Shego’s mind a second later, but it was far too late; the seeds had been planted. As much as she tried to look away, she found her gaze invariably sliding back down to those soft lines crowned by that cute little clitty she only now noticed was as hard as her own throbbing, fully erect clit was.

Damnit, stop looking at it! Shego berated silently, however, right on the mental chastisement’s heels came; But it’s just soooo pretty…

Shego shook her head sharply, trying to fight off her conflicting thoughts and focus on the task at hand.

C’mon, keep it together for a few more minutes!

How does she keep it so smooth? It’s like silk…

Fuck! I’m starting to get wet here!

Shego gave a soft little whimper in the back of her throat, clenching her jaw and trying her damnedest to stop thinking about letting her hands slide up Kim’s leg just a little higher; to caress that soft skin; to feel the firmness of that cute little clit sliding along the side of her thumb as she did; to part the girl’s legs even further so she could slide her fingers deep down inside her, testing the hot wetness she knew would be there waiting for her. The sultry thoughts had Shego sweating again, her breath coming deep and measured as she tried to work through the arousal rolling over her in waves now, heady and strong.

Once again, Shego managed to reach her goal without getting diverted by her impulses, though she knew exactly how this time ‘round: sheer stubborn refusal to give in to her desires—and equally important, albeit something she was unlikely to admit, her refusal to rev Kim’s engine any more than it obviously already was. It just wouldn’t be fair to do that to the redhead when Shego was fairly certain she’d leave her with her wheels spinning and nowhere to go again—though admittedly, her more villainous nature was tempted to do it anyway, just to get even with her, but in the end she couldn’t do it. It was too cruel and she did have her limits.

Even so, after she climbed off Kim and sat down on the floor next to the couch in order to finish up, her movements became noticeably slower and much more sensual as she worked the redhead’s tight, flat stomach and sides. Part of that was due to the softer touch required with those areas, but a lot of it… wasn’t. She only had so much willpower after all, and it didn’t exactly help that she could now see the sublime expression of enjoyment gracing the redhead’s features either.

“Almost done Kimmie.” Shego murmured as she slid her hands higher, gently working the muscles right at the start of Kim’s ribcage, just before the beginning swells of the teenager’s small breasts—and licking her lips slowly at the sight of the long nipples standing at attention atop those modest mounds, like little flagpoles of erotic excitement.

Kim grinned and gave a lazy hum of acknowledgement—or perhaps enjoyment—sighing contentedly afterward.

A few minutes later Shego smiled a soft little smile as she brought her hands up to work her fingertips into the firm flesh of Kim’s pecs, her palms inevitably caressing the soft skin of the teenager’s upper breasts while the blades of either hand brushed up against those stiff, sensitive, erect nipples repeatedly, causing the redhead to sporadically squirm and whimper under the older woman’s touch.

“Sorry Princess; can’t be helped.” Shego murmured as she continued her work.

“S’ok.” Kim purred back liquidly, still smiling.

Shego smirked and did her best to keep her hands from purposefully wandering down any further, even as she avoided thinking about how it would feel and how Kim would probably react if she did. Fortunately, it only took a few minutes to massage the rest of Kim’s chest, so the effort was really rather minor compared to her earlier temptations.

“There we go, all done Princess…”

With just a hint of regret, Shego dismissed her power and withdrew her touch from Kim’s soft, supple skin, but even as she did, the teenager reached up and gripped her left forearm, trapping it in a gentle but insistent grasp while opening her big fern-green eyes and looking up at the older woman, an intense, almost desperate longing in her gaze.

“Wait… don’t stop. Finish me off Shego… I need it; give me a happy ending, please?”

Shego’s eyes widened not only at the unbridled lust and feverish hunger shimmering in Kim’s eyes and dripping from her breathy, whining tone, but also from the sudden realization that this had been Kim’s plan all along; the sly little minx had been angling for this from the very beginning!

How the fuck does she even know what a “happy ending” is for fuck’s sakes?

Despite considerable aggravation doing battle with the hot haze of heady arousal throbbing through her body from all her own stiff, achingly erect sites of pleasure, when Kim’s light touch guided her forearm to one side so that her hand rested atop the gentle mound of the teenager’s nubile right breast, with the rigid pole of Kim’s rock-hard nipple digging into the center of her palm, Shego found herself instinctively squeezing the warm, firm flesh at Kim’s encouraging little whine. There was simply nothing else she could do in the face of the sheer, overwhelming need radiating off the redhead in almost palpable waves…

As Shego’s fingers compressed the tight, tingling flesh of Kim’s aching breast, the redhead moaned deep in the back of her throat, arching her spine and squirming deliciously at the attention. Within moments, the pale beauty felt the last of her resolve dissipate like fog under a hot summer sun. Not trusting her voice, Shego swallowed noticeably and nodded her belated acquiescence instead, even as her other hand settled on Kim’s previously neglected left breast and kneaded the warm, supple little mound with widespread, accommodating fingers.

The moment Shego made her concession, Kim closed her eyes and let her head drop back to the couch once more, exposing the taut curve of her throat as she arched her neck and dug the top of her skull into the soft cushion beneath it, groaning deep and needy with just a hint of a grunt, her glistening lips parting wide at the primal voicing of her rapture.

Once again, the sights and sounds and sensations bombarding Shego had her growing damp with sweat, and as she twisted to better face the couch, she felt the folds of her crawling, itching cunt open up between her legs, slick and wet as they caught the fabric of her panties between them, rapidly soaking the soft cotton with her seeping excitement even as the damp material tugged against her now rock-hard clit, sending a shivering spike of pleasure shooting through her.

A tiny little moan caught in the back of Shego’s throat, and she bit her lower lip lightly, no longer caring about the state of her clothing as she hedonistically indulged in the heat of the moment to the exclusion of all else. The feel of Kim’s firm breasts in her hands as she readily squeezed and released the supple flesh over and over again; the sublime softness of the silky skin she brushed her fingers across; the long, stiff shafts of the redhead’s nipples digging into her palms, rolling and rubbing across them as if living things squirming to escape their confinement; and of course, the way the redhead’s breathy pants and moans and gasps and groans accompanied her writhing, arching movements as she twisted back and forth on the couch, lost in the pleasure of Shego’s increasingly enthusiastic touch.

Strangely enough, it was those reactions more than anything else that drove Shego on, stoking the hot excitement burning within her like coal added to a fiery furnace. It was marvelous knowing the rapture her stroking, squeezing hands brought the teenager; to be able to play the feisty redhead’s sleek, muscular, nubile young body like an instrument in a sensual symphony of carnal delight set her blood to boiling; and answering Kim’s vital need, her unbridled desire, gave Shego a wholly unexpected sense of satisfaction.

In no time at all the prominent curves and swells of Shego’s ass and inner thighs began flexing and releasing rhythmically as she gently rocked and twisted her hips, sending jolts of sharp, raw pleasure shooting through her as the wet cotton of her increasingly soaked panties tugged and sawed at her stiff clit and the soft, damp folds of her heated cunt.

Even as Shego unconsciously saw to her own rising need, she made the wholly conscious decision to move beyond her present level of ministration to Kim’s firmly pliant little breasts, giving off merely massaging them in favor of squeezing, twisting, and stroking the teenager’s hard, unbelievably long nipples between her dexterous thumbs and forefingers, sometimes tugging them so high they pulled all of the aching, tingling flesh and soft, silky skin they were anchored to up into taut, quivering cones, provoking sharp whines and deep-throated groans of ecstasy from the redhead as she writhed and arched her back in response to the enthusiastic, insistent attention.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Shego crooned, deep and throaty, once more finding her voice as she impulsively egged Kim on. “Tricky little vixen just wants someone to play with her titties, doesn’t she? Hunh?”

Kim’s response was a wordless yet unmistakable groan of agreement, and Shego grinned wickedly as she suddenly and quite vigorously rubbed and squeezed Kim’s breasts beneath her grasping fingers, provoking a sharper cry of ecstasy from the teen. After several long moments, Shego swept her left hand down the length of Kim’s stomach and began caressing the hot, smooth surface of that tight, rippling tummy with spidery, widespread fingers and palm, while her other hand circled and slid from breast to breast, crushing down the jutting shafts of Kim’s erect nipples and sending shivers of electric sensation shooting through her as the long, hard lengths of throbbing flesh were mercilessly plowed under and stroked by the length of that traveling hand over and over again.

As Shego kept up the sensuous assault, she began dipping her left hand lower, teasing Kim with the occasional soft stroke of her fingertips across the silky surface of her groin, each time rewarded by a hungry little whimper from the redhead, while the teenager’s hips rocked up at those brief touches as if drawn by magic.

“Oh what’s that? Does the horny hero want the big bad villain to do something else too?” Shego’s curvy ass rippled beautifully as she rocked her own hips to give herself a lesser measure of the pleasure she denied Kim, grinding her hard clit and wet cunt into the tight crotch of her panties and pants alike. “Well maybe if we knew which one of us was the villain here, there might not be all this confusion…”

Despite having given in to Kim’s needful desire, Shego couldn’t resist getting back at the little minx over her scheming, and continued to tease and taunt the redhead with ever more involved and obvious denials of her ultimate desire, stroking every last inch of her hot groin and silky-smooth inner thighs while never once allowing her fingers contact with the teenager’s now painfully throbbing erect clit and slick, quivering pussy, despite Kim’s many attempts to shift her rocking hips in order to force that desperately sought after contact. It wasn’t until Kim was equally slick with sweat and squirming and writhing and mewling and whimpering in torturous ecstasy that Shego finally decided the tricksy redhead had had enough—and that she herself could no longer resist the siren’s call of that sultry, wet opening either—and brought her teasing hand to rest atop the whole of Kim’s feverishly hot pussy.

“Is this what you want Kimmie?” Shego purred as she pulled at the soft, wet folds of Kim’s pussy ever so gently. “Hmmm?”

“Oh god yes; make me come Shego, please make me come!” Kim cried out wildly at that blessed touch.

“Well if that’s what you really want…”

Kim should have known something was up from the placidly compliant, self-satisfied tone of Shego’s purr. Most likely would have known, were she anywhere near her usual frame of mind instead of drowning in frantic need. As it was, she found herself wholly unprepared for the pale beauty’s ultimate retribution—or perhaps it was mercy instead of vengeance that motivated Shego; even she would have been hard pressed to tell for sure at this point. Either way, the outcome was the same.

The moment the words passed the sinful smirk gracing Shego’s black-painted lips, she slid the two middle fingers of her left hand down between the trim, soft folds of Kim’s hot pussy and, without any hesitation or preamble, forcefully thrust them into the tight sheath of her dripping cunt, driving them deep inside that soft-pink opening even as they parted the flesh surrounding it. Despite the unexpected tightness Shego encountered within Kim’s otherwise readily accepting cunt, she immediately began pumping her fingers in and out of that hot, wet hole at a furious pace while rubbing the firm ball of her thumb across the hard nub of the redhead’s stiff clit, her hand blurring as she assertively and relentlessly masturbated the seat of Kim’s pleasure with feverish insistence.

Kim’s eyes shot open at the sudden violation of her most intimate of places, and she slammed her head into the couch with a wild, inarticulate cry, her back arching as she thrust her hips high into the air, hungrily seeking the waves of sharp pleasure that were rocketing through her body and driving her towards a now rapidly approaching orgasm with shocking speed. Within moments her thrusting, pumping hips matched Shego’s energetic pace, her clutching fingers digging into the material of the couch even as the mouth of her greedy cunt clutched at the fingers pistoning inside her tight canal, sucking on those driving digits as they stroked such persistent, perfect pleasure out of her quivering inner flesh.

Kim’s continuing incoherent cries and grunts barely had time to fill the air before she came hard and fast, every well-defined muscle of her athletic frame standing out starkly as they all contracted a mere handful of moments after Shego began her furious assault, quivering and twitching while her hips thrashed and jerked spastically from the powerful waves of liquid ecstasy rolling through her and sweeping everything else away.

Shego fully intended to keep pounding Kim’s sweet little pussy through every last second of her orgasm, just to teach her a final lesson, but as Kim climaxed, the redhead’s cunt clamped down on the pale fingers inside her so tightly Shego didn’t dare move them for fear of hurting the teenager. That still didn’t stop her from mercilessly stroking mind-shattering jets of pleasure out of the girl’s stiff little clitty using her thumb however, much to Kim’s near-torturous delight. Soon enough though, the teenager’s body slowly began to calm, and Shego left off her strokes to Kim’s now softening clit so as not to spoil her pleasure with the pain of over-stimulation—though she did keep up the occasional teasing twist and tug to the teenager’s as yet erect nipples.

“So, that more or less what you wanted?” Shego’s lopsided smirk greeted Kim as the redhead’s glazed eyes finally started regaining their usual sharp focus.

Kim’s grin was much more languid and satisfied as she purred; “Oh yeah, that was just what the doctor ordered.”

“Glad I could help.” Shego’s voice was nothing if not dry while she removed her fingers from the now lax grasp of Kim’s contented cunt, though she did give a soft snort and a ghost of a smile when the teenager wiggled and squirmed from the shivering sensations of that retrieval. What she didn’t expect was Kim pulling herself up and sliding around into a sitting position only a few moments later.

“Absolutely…” Kim rumbled contentedly as she gazed into Shego’s dark green eyes, “I’m sure I’ll be able to get to sleep just fine now. Thanks Shego.”

Kim reached down and grabbed her shirt before standing up, then paused and turned to Shego, fully aware of how the smooth lines of her trim, still glistening pussy were more or less at eye level with the older woman. After a long moment looking down at her, Kim leaned in and lightly tucked her fingers beneath Shego’s chin, gently lifting her head and giving her a soft, warm kiss. Then she slid her head forward until her lips were poised a hairsbreadth away from the pale beauty’s right ear, her breath hot and moist against Shego’s skin as she whispered to her softly.

“And just so you know, I’m not real big on one-sided exchanges like this, so that’s the last time you get to touch me until you’re ready for me to do you back…” Kim licked her lips slowly, “and believe me, I’m so going to do you up just as good when the time comes.”

With that, Kim abruptly straightened and turned on her heel, heading for the door with a gentle sway in her hips and a chipper; “G’nite Shego.”

Shego somehow managed to last until the door to her suite clicked shut before green fire blossomed around her right hand. An instant later she whipped the erratic, high-pitched whines of multiple oscillating cutting planes between her legs, shredding the wet fabric of her pants and panties in an explosion of tattered cloth so she could lay her fingers on the pale green head of her stiff, erect clit unimpeded. Another instant was all that passed before she began stroking pleasure out of that firm little nub every bit as quickly as she’d done with Kim, her blurring fingers frantically circling and stroking it under a haze of undulating lime-green energy.

Even as Shego’s agile fingertips rubbed away at her hard clit with furious intent, she lifted her other hand and began sucking on the two fingers coated with the still-warm essence of Kim’s hot cunt, smearing that glistening fluid across her black lips as she reveled in its salty-sweet tang, until she was thrusting them in and out of her hot, hungry mouth nearly as fast as she worked her now screaming clit.

In no time at all Shego was flexing the muscular curves of her powerful thighs and pumping her tight, shapely ass in slow, deep contractions as her hips swung back and forth with ever elongating thrusts, her eyes closed while she sucked and stroked to the vivid, burning memories of Kim’s writhing body as the redhead climaxed under her touch; the feel of that feverishly hot, wet cunt wrapping tight around her fingers as it contracted in ultimate ecstasy; the look in the redhead’s big fern-green eyes and on her pretty, climax-contorted features as she came hard and long and strong; the musky smell of Kim’s excitement, still hanging in the air around her instead of existing solely in her mind’s eye.

Soon Shego was thrusting her hips in and out like a champion porn star in the final stretch, frenetically fucking the air as she pumped away at a furious pace while the hot lances of pleasure from her borderline abused clit shot through her faster and faster, exertion and excitement-fuelled sweat slicking every inch of her exposed skin and thoroughly soaking her clothes and scalp with its dampness. As the intense gratification relentlessly hammering away at her senses began to blossom into the hot, onrushing swell of an approaching orgasm, Shego jerked her fingers out of her mouth and began roughly pawing at her full breasts where they lay trapped beneath her shirt, unable to summon the presence of mind to use her powers to remove the obstructing material as she groped the fullness of those tight, tingling mounds beneath near-painfully gouging fingers.

It was only a few seconds more before Shego groaned deep and loud in the back of her throat as she came hard, her hips shooting forward and jerking in short, twitching little thrusts as a geyser of hot, fiery pleasure roared up into her brain from the jutting wellspring of her throbbing clit, pulsing through her in wave after intense wave. Her power winked out of existence as she jerked and shuddered with the ecstasy suffusing her mind, drowning in that heated sea of delight as she willingly gave herself up to it for countless eternal seconds of rapturous bliss, before finally slumping down to rest against the couch beside her as her climax slowly but surely began to ebb, until it was naught but memory as well.

By the time Shego recovered her wits and straightened up, taking full measure of what happened with a far clearer head now, her deep panting had calmed to slow, regular breathing once more, so, after she licked her black lips clean, it was with a steady if throaty voice that she growled; “God damnit! I really liked these pants…”

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Kim purred as she rubbed her palms against the undersides of her tight little breasts, squeezing the small mounds vigorously while twisting and pinching her long, hard nipples with dexterous, teasing fingers, shivers and jolts of electric sensation filling her head alongside the hot, heady memories of Shego’s hands running across her body in much the same manner. Arching her back, Kim wriggled back and forth while lifting her hips in a decidedly wanton fashion, the muscles of her taut tummy rippling while her curvy thighs and ass tightened deliciously with the rocking motion.

“M’yeah, that’s it…” the redhead murmured liquidly, eyes closed and a faint smile on her lips as she sent one hand gliding down her flat stomach to grasp her tingling groin with widespread fingers, stroking and pulling the silky, heated flesh with her fingertips while she ground the base of her palm against her stiff little clit, mixed waves of soft and sharp pleasure rolling through her as her mind’s eye reveled in the recollection of Shego’s fingers buried deep inside her, twisting and curling in her tight, wet cunt as they intimately and eagerly caressed her slick inner surfaces.

Kim’s heartbeat quickened and her chest rose and fell with deep breaths fast approaching panting, the sensual delight running through her combining with all the memories of sight and sound and scent and touch tumbling through her head. She stroked herself faster and more intently as her excitement grew stronger, while her other hand undulated around her right breast, massaging it ever more vigorously with her mounting pleasure.

Just as she was about to spread herself wide with seeking fingers and see about working the faint wetness she could feel crawling along her heated cunt into a raging river, there was a sudden soft but noticeable impact on the surface of the bed, right beside her head, almost immediately followed by an inquisitive feline trill in her ear, while ticking whiskers brushed her temple and cheek with shocking abruptness.

“Gaahhh!”

Taken totally unawares, the startled teenager reflexively jerked away from the unexpected intrusion, ending up halfway across the bed on her side, heart hammering a mile a minute in her chest and starring wide-eyed at Princess Kimmiekins. The cat returned the redhead’s wild-eyed look with a placid feline expression that somehow left the distinct impression the animal thought Kim had clearly lost her mind.

“Geh! Stupid cat, you almost scared me to death!” Kim griped harshly.

The cat’s only reaction was to cock its head slightly. A moment later it settled into an imperious sitting position while continuing to watch Kim, ears perked fully forward and bright eyes sharply alert.

Sighing, Kim pushed herself up into a sitting position of her own while grumbling; “Well, there goes that mood… can’t really do anything with you staring at me, now can I?”

Kim fell silent, her eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly as a considering expression crossed her features. Turning her head, she checked the time as a growing smile curled her lips.

“Maybe not with you watching, no…”

Kim’s grin grew broad and wicked with the hanging statement, and she slowly licked her lips once before bouncing off the bed in a single movement. A moment later she scooped up the forgotten diary whose unread entries had started her down the path to arousal in the first place, setting it on her queen’s dresser and then heading out the door with only a brief pause to glance back at Princess Kimmiekins, merrily declaring; “Thanks kitty.”

The cat simply watched her leave before regally padding out into the middle of the bed, circling around a few times, and then curling up in the warm spot Kim had left behind, purring softly as it quickly drifted into a napping state.

Roughly fifteen minutes later, as Shego started making her way down the corridor from the main hall to the kitchen, the pale beauty’s eyebrows drew together and she cocked her head slightly, arching one of those sable wings high. Distant sounds coming from the living room teased her with their familiarity even as a little intuitive itch in the back of her head told her something was “off.” The closer she got, the more her recognition grew, until her eyes widened as certainty of what she was hearing clicked in her head.

“No, there’s no way… she wouldn’t…” Shego muttered to herself as she proceeded up the rest of the hallway with a determined stride, heading through the archway straight ahead instead of turning into the kitchen as she’d intended.

Despite all but knowing what she was going to find, upon entering the living room Shego still felt a certain sense of surprise—or perhaps disbelief—when she found that yes, there actually was a hardcore porno movie playing on the enormous widescreen TV, where a long-haired bleach-blonde with impossibly perfect double D silicone tits was doing her level best to plough the living shit out of a cute, mousy little brunet from behind using a strap-on dildo doggy style, all while the sound system filled the air with an accompanying stream of breathy moans, whines, and pants. Her surprise was substantially stronger and more genuine when, a few moments later, she noticed Kim sitting in the corner of the couch, lounging back in an eminently nonchalant sprawl as she watched the show—and more importantly, completely naked, with her right hand idly wandering across the sleek surface of her exposed skin in sensuous abandon!

Gathering her wits—a process that took considerably longer than usual—Shego finally cleared her throat loudly and, in a clearly exasperated tone, firmly asked; “Do you really think this is going to work Pumpkin?”

Kim looked up at Shego and gave the older woman an innocent—and unbelievably incongruous—smile, sliding her hand down her stomach and blatantly stroking her smooth pussy as she replied; “I certainly hope so. Do you know how long it took to find something I could get off to?”

“That’s not what I mean and you know it!” Shego snapped.

Kim snorted ever so faintly, her smile shifting to a ghost of a smirk, and she licked her lips slowly.

“Well what do you mean Shego? I mean, it’s not like the two of us don’t already know that we’re both doing this all the time, right?” Kim licked her lips again, a smoky burr in her voice as she added; “All… the… time.” Now her smile was definitely a knowing smirk. “I’m just… bringing it out into the open is all.” Kim paused for a brief moment. “Unless of course, that’s too much for you…” Kim gave another short pause to go along with the challenging flash in her eyes and twist to her smile, but continued before Shego could respond, licking her lips and purring; “And if it isn’t, why don’t you sit down and join me?”

“Seriously?” Shego arched and acerbic eyebrow high.

“Why not? After all, isn’t having the real thing right in front of you a whole lot better than imagining it? And I’m sure you’ve been doing a lot of imagining, haven’t you?”

Shego swallowed noticeably as Kim stroked her fingers over the silky lines of her groin once more, her touch just firm enough to gently tug at her hard little clitty and the soft folds of her pretty pussy. Licking her lips, she felt her pulse quicken and breathing deepen, the challenging wickedness of Kim’s tone and the continuing sultry, sensuous display setting her blood to simmering even as it appealed to her base nature on multiple fronts.

“Maybe.” Shego finally rumbled back, a slight, forced reluctance in her voice. “But I’m not the only one.”

“Never said you were.” Kim smiled a twisting little smile and let her head loll back against the couch, staring up at Shego as she raised her other hand to caress one of her tight, perky breasts with slow, sensuous strokes. “So you really should join in for my sake if nothing else. C’mon Shego, you know you want to play, so come play…”

“So I’d really just be doing this for you, would I?” Shego inquired in a wry tone, licking her lips and circling around to the front of the couch with a slow, lazy stride, her lopsided smirk half teasing and half challenge.

“Well, not entirely,” Kim purred back with an equally teasing smile, her tight, muscular young body doing a variety of very interesting things as she squirmed and shifted in her seat, spreading her curvy thighs wider while pulling her left leg up and bracing her heel on the couch cushion next to her, never once ceasing the slow, steady strokes of her fingers against her heated groin as she did, “I’m sure you’ll get plenty out of it too.”

“Oh really?” Shego smirked, falling further into the heat of the somewhat surreal moment as she watched Kim’s wanton display with shimmering eyes—not to mention rapidly tightening, tingling breasts, increasingly erect, throbbing nipples and clit, and a cunt now beginning to itch and crawl with smoldering arousal as her hot inner surfaces sprang to life, seeping slick lubricants in hungry anticipation of what was surely to come. Licking her full, black lips once more, this time slowly, leaving them glistening in the wake of her agile, soft pink tongue, she concluded; “Well then I guess we’ll just have to see, won’t we?”

“I guess so…” Kim’s equally rising excitement was plain to see in her big, fern-green eyes as well, along with the way she vigorously stroked the long, rock-hard shaft of one of her nipples between a nimble thumb and forefinger in conjunction with the smoky, liquid acknowledgement of Shego’s acquiescence.

As Shego watched the not-so-subtle signs of growing lust in the nubile teenager sitting before her, the pale beauty was suddenly inspired by the similarity of the situation to that she’d been subject to in this very same room just four days ago. She glanced at the admittedly enticing if blatantly vulgar images on the TV for a long moment, and then turned back to Kim with a sinful, scheming smile. After all, there was absolutely no reason why she shouldn’t turn the tables on the feisty little redheaded minx as much as she could…

Bending over, Shego scooped up the remote and flicked her wrist in the direction of the entertainment center, quickly muting the staged, overly enthusiastic cries of passion being voiced by the on-screen duo before searching for a certain song from the soundtrack of a movie she knew very well, all while circling around to the far side of the coffee table and boldly declaring; “But first, how ‘bout we give you something better to warm up on than all this plastic valley girl shit?”

Kim raised an eyebrow slightly, but her tone was more playfully teasing than curious as she asked; “Oh? And just what would that be?”

“You’ll see…”

Shego grinned wickedly, knowingly, at the ambiguous statement—oh yes, turnabout was fair play indeed… A moment later she found what she was looking for and turned back to Kim, flicking her wrist to the stereo, hitting play, and then flicking it back with a twist, slinging the remote across the room to thump against the couch far from where Kim was watching her with rapt attention. She had just enough time to raise her arms and slide her fingers behind her head before the trilling opening to After Dark by Tito & Tarantula filled the air. As it did, her grin broadened, despite a momentary lament that she hadn’t grown back her full mane of dark, lustrous hair yet; she could have done so much more with that to work with instead of the short bob she was currently sporting—that and an albino python. Having both of those would have been soooo sweet. She was sure she could have made Kim’s head explode then—or some other part of her at the very least.

Even so, there wasn’t a hint of hesitation on Shego’s part when the soft, liquid tones began rolling out of the speakers; she closed her eyes and set her broad, curvy hips to swaying back and forth with smooth, flowing movements that most exotic dancers would have committed cold-blooded murder for, all while sliding her shoulders side to side in counterpoint, so that her narrow waist twisted and undulated with an impossibly supple sensuality.

Never having seen From Dusk ‘Til Dawn, Kim had no idea Shego was ripping off Salma Hayek’s big dance number—not that she would have cared; the pale beauty’s unbelievably evocative exhibition of sensual, sultry, near-perfect muscle control was just as captivating as the starlet’s had ever been, if not more so, despite her fully clothed state—or perhaps even because of it. It was only a matter of moments until Kim was squeezing, pinching, and stroking herself just as much from earnest, full-blown arousal as a calculated display designed to entice the older woman before her.

When Shego broadened her stance and twisted her hips so that she could rock them to the side in slow, sensuous, perfectly curving thrusts while her stomach curled and curved in continuously flowing waves, the teenager began salivating even as she felt the first hint of hot, slick wetness seep from her lower mouth. However, despite her ever-growing arousal, it wasn’t until the first rising crescendo at the one-and-a-half minute mark of the song that Kim felt the true power of Shego’s erotic exhibition, when the exotic older woman firmly and fully disabused her of the notion that her display was made more titillating because of her clothed state.

As the singer’s smooth voice took on a subtle yet driving insistence, Shego turned back to Kim and snapped her eyes open whilst a corona of brilliant lime-green energy flared up around her hands, her blazing, dark-eyed gaze as sharp and challenging as the wicked smirk now gracing her black lips. An instant later she took a single, strutting step forward while boldly dragging her fingers down her clothes, tangling and bunching the material in her grasp as little lines of green energy raced up and down her body, shredding cloth like tissue paper until she yanked the tattered, ragged remains from her frame and flung them away with outstretched arms, leaving every inch of her sleek, exquisitely curvy, magnificently sculpted green-ivory body suddenly and entirely exposed.

Without missing a beat, Shego swept her hands back behind her head while her power winked out of existence, keeping her bright, gleaming gaze locked with Kim’s as she returned to her previous sultry, flowing, oh so smooth movements—only now, the teenager didn’t need to imagine what was happening beneath layers of concealing cloth; the whole show was on full, brazen display for her.

The smooth, relaxed curves of Shego’s strong, well-defined arms and shoulders framed her beautiful features with symmetrical angular borders, while the lines of her well-developed chest flowed into the firm, full, fair-sized swells of her delightfully rounded breasts with wholly unnatural yet utterly undeniable perfection, the peak of each sharply curved mound tipped by a delicate yet clearly erect, excited nipple nestled in the center of a modest little areola, all a lovely shade of soft green that drew the eye in a subtle, pleasing manner. The broad lines of her athletic, shapely hips were defined by an attractive layer of taut, well-formed muscle that flawlessly flowed into the sinuous, delicious curves of her thick, powerful thighs and curvaceous calves, all further enhanced by the incongruous counterpoint of her dainty little feet, each perfectly shaped toe tipped by a well pedicured nail painted in slick, midnight-green polish. However, despite the absolute allure of all those tight, outlying curves, it was the older woman’s core that drew the lion’s share of Kim’s rapt attention.

Shego’s lean, sharply defined tummy was a sleek, stormy sea of rippling muscle beneath a layer of flawless tea-green skin; a nest of sultry, sensuous, writhing serpents contained within the taut lines of her equally enticing side abs, and made all the more arousing by the striking curves of her unusually narrow waist. Below all that, the perfectly controlled undulations of Shego’s beautiful stomach sent the flat, smooth wedge of her gorgeous groin swaying back and forth hypnotically, the half-hidden lines of the trim, satiny folds between her curving inner thighs crowned by a big, fully aroused clit that boldly displayed the flaring, pale green head tipping that rigid, jutting shaft—the same pretty little rounded nub Kim had found so endearing the last time she’d seen it, and no less so now.

Even with all of that, even with the furious, ardent arousal suddenly burning in her blood like a fiery fever, it wasn’t until Shego turned to the side once more that Kim was struck by the hammer blow of desire that nearly overwhelmed her rational mind, almost, but not quite, leaving her at the complete mercy of her primal instincts. With every slow, sensual, rocking thrust of her hips, the sharply rounded curves of Shego’s magnificently full, perfect ass flexed and undulated in unbelievably delectable contortions, each and every glorious ripple calling to Kim as if it were tapped directly into her primal hindbrain, speaking of the consummate skill with which Shego would be able to fuck; the unholy, unnatural, and utterly exhilarating stamina and control she would possess; the smooth, flowing stroke every pumping thrust and curving withdrawal would carry, whether torturously slow or furiously fast. The whole of Shego’s supple, sensuous, erotic movements heralded her as a near automaton-perfect lover; an icon of orgasmic delight; a goddess of primordial pleasure.

All thoughts of the game she was playing with Shego fled Kim’s head as weeks of pent-up desire from circumstance-imposed abstinence abruptly came crashing down on her. She wanted nothing more than for Shego to fuck her so much it hurt—perhaps even fuck her until it hurt—but despite the waves of near unbearable hunger suddenly thundering through her with every hammering heartbeat, Kim still knew that outcome was unlikely, even if she were to shamelessly beg and plead with the pale beauty like the needy nymphomaniac she was in danger of becoming if this kept up—she didn’t doubt such utter, shameful abasement would appeal to Shego’s darker, more villainous nature like nothing else, but rather her currently razor-sharp intuition regarding carnal matters told her it wouldn’t be enough to fire Shego up to the point she could get through her block, despite all the progress she’d made with her so far.

Left with only the lesser option, as it seemed she always was lately, Kim abandoned all pretense with regard to moving her hands over herself, visiting vigorous attention on each of her breasts in turn as she rubbed and squeezed the tight, tingling flesh with a rough, nearly gouging eagerness while tugging and twisting lightning streaks of pleasure out of her long, throbbing nipples with such abandon her perky little mounds were pulled achingly taut in whatever direction her hand moved in. At the same time, she spread the increasingly slick folds of her trim pussy with equally enthusiastic fingers, caressing growing pleasure out of the sensitive, soft-pink inner flesh between them using long, insistent strokes that occasionally drove her fingertips down into the hot, wet mouth of her cunt, twisting and spreading apart the tight ring of that constricting, convulsing opening in a cascade of shivering delight before emerging wet and glistening to rub a much sharper satisfaction from her stiff little clitty, the fast, circling motions continuing until she’d rubbed all of her clinging lubricants into her soft, silky skin and she started the whole cycle over again.

For her part, Shego certainly noticed the radical change of pace and intensity in Kim’s self-gratification efforts—she’d have to be blind to miss it after all. That knowledge proved to be a double-edged sword however, for even as she was filled by a deep sense of smug satisfaction over how much the mere sight of her naked, sensually displayed body excited the horny teenager, so too did Kim’s arousal excite her in turn. Knowing the redhead was so turned on by her sent a feverish flush of liquid warmth spreading out across her body from tight, tingling breasts and heated groin alike, while her now achingly stiff nipples and clit pulsed in time with her heartbeat, their itching, throbbing demands a far sharper, more insistent excitement that had the whole of her hot, wet cunt crawling to the point where she knew that wetness would soon be on the verge of dripping down the curves of her silky inner thighs.

Of course, the actual sight of the lean, athletic teen wantonly rubbing and tugging and stroking and squeezing pleasure from her most intimate of places while the muscles of her slender, well-formed arms and tight, flat stomach flexed and rippled with the movements of her sensual self-exploration contributed to Shego’s arousal considerably as well, if not more so. The redhead was just so deliciously tight and sporty Shego would have been turned on by her naked, nubile young hardbody no matter what. The fact that she was enthusiastically masturbating certainly helped though—a lot.

Not finding the prospect of having her slick lubricants run down her thighs particularly appealing, and because she was now… well, not quite desperate, but certainly… eager, to put her hands on herself in much the same manner Kim was, Shego decided it was time to pick up the pace. Casually striding forward, she stepped up onto the coffee table in one smooth, flowing motion, grateful that she’d had the foresight to have it made with a thick slab of high-strength polymer instead of real glass—especially now that she weighed so much more.

Looking down at Kim, Shego smiled a sultry little smile while sweeping away the few things scattered on the tabletop using her right foot, then lazily stepped forward once more.

“Well, certainly looks like you’re enjoying yourself…” Shego purred as she let her hips sway back and forth once more. “See something you… like, Princess? Hmmm? Just like I said you would?”

Shego ran her hands over her sleek frame as she continued her sinuous, in place swaying, slowly sliding them all the way down the tight curves of her narrow waist and flaring hips before circling around to stroke her inner thighs with trailing, fanned fingers. Making a deliberate show of licking her black lips wetly with her agile, soft-pink tongue, Shego sent her hands climbing back up her rippling tummy in serpentine trails, stroking the lines of her well-defined abs with teasing sensuality before reaching her full breasts and cupping them in either widespread hand, giving each of them a few soft squeezes as she did.

“Maybe it’s these you want?” Shego smiled sinfully as Kim stroked her wet little pussy in response, briefly pinching her delicate nipples before her grin twisted into a smirk. “Nahhh… you like these, but that’s not it…”

Twisting around smoothly, Shego turned her back to Kim, exposing the taut, rolling swells of her well-developed shoulders and upper back. Those lines flowed down into the deep, enticing valley forming the gentle curve of her strong lower back before flaring out into the far sharper curves of her big, beautifully rounded ass, so firm and delicious in all their curvaceous glory that Kim almost, but not quite, overlooked the alluring diamond hollow nestled at the base of those marvelous mounds of muscle, just above the equally firm swells of Shego’s satiny inner thighs.

“I think it’s this that you reeeeally like…” Shego rumbled throatily, swiveling her hips from side to side in a fast, staccato rhythm that hypnotized the horny, hot-blooded teenager as she stared up at the lovely, rippling contractions of those beautiful buttocks in rapt attention, her fingertips swiftly circling her stiff little clitty with tight stokes that shot sharp, welcome lances of pleasure up into her brain in accompaniment to the show before her.

If Kim had been in the right frame of mind to voice an opinion, she would have said that as long as it was only dancing and not something more… involved, it just couldn’t get any better than this. She also would have been wrong, as she most definitely felt her ardor spike to new heights when, a few moments later, Shego suddenly took up a broad-legged stance and bent over completely, running her hands down the sexy curves of her powerfully muscled thighs and calves so she could grasp her slender ankles tightly, staring back at Kim upside down with gleaming eyes, a wicked smile, and most importantly, fully exposing her most intimate of places to the teenager’s unobstructed view for the first time ever.

To say that seeing that beautiful diamond hollow open up to her had an impact on Kim would have been an understatement. It was everything she’d hoped for and more. The jutting, fully exposed head of Shego’s big, swollen clit hung just beneath the trim, inviting, and slightly parted folds of her pussy, which in turn exposed her glistening inner flesh, slick and soft and surprisingly, shifting to a pale pink as it approached the quivering, oozing mouth of her cunt, the creamy tea-green surroundings making the conflicting color stand out all the more for the illusion of being darker, while last but not least, above it all, was the unexpectedly… pristine, bud of Shego’s amazingly tight asshole; a succulent little dimple that would put most teens’ to shame, and even gave Kim’s own compact anal flower a run for its money.

“Oh god yes…”

It was a murmur, a sigh, that exaltation of thanks that softly slipped from Kim’s parted lips, but still Shego heard it; saw the enraptured redhead drive two fingers deep inside herself, the tendons of her strong hand undulating as she caressed her sultry, slick inner flesh zealously, and that awareness sent another fierce, hot jolt of arousal surging through the pale beauty; a roiling wave of fiery, burning desire she welcomed with open arms.

“What’s that? Does Princess like the pretty pussy?” Shego crooned, slowly lowering her hips as she straightened out and crouched down into a squat, using her left arm to support herself against the tabletop while she dropped her shoulders even lower and arched her back, so that everything between her legs was still in full view and thrust back at Kim as if she were a panther in heat offering herself up for mounting.

Shivering as her stiff, delicate nipples and half the mass of each of her sensitive breasts was flattened against the cold tabletop, Shego sent her other hand up between her bulging, folded thighs, fondling the head and shaft of her throbbing, erect clit with agile fingers for a few moments before sliding the middle two even higher; sliding them right inside herself with practiced ease. In and out, in and out, she covered her deep-delving fingers with glistening lubricants even as she stroked that hot wetness up and down the whole length of her bare, silky pussy. At the same time, Kim’s whining, breathy response came from behind her.

“N’yeah, Princess likes the pretty pussy!”

Shego grinned as she felt a wave of hot, liquid pleasure roll through her, brought on just as much by Kim’s needy, submissive tone as it was by the strokes of her fingers against the pulsing head of her clit. Withdrawing her hand from herself a moment later, Shego dragged it up her tight tummy, wiping a glistening trail of fluids onto her soft skin. As soon as her fingers were (relatively) clean, Shego straightened up while dropping to her knees, arching her back even further and wiggling her rump at Kim for a second before extending one curvy leg behind her, the powerful muscles rippling and straining as she stretched like a cat. Then she relaxed and began slowly circling around the limited surface of the coffee table, crawling on her hands and knees using the same slow, feline movements.

“And does Princess want the pretty pussy?” Shego found it difficult to maintain her teasing smirk in the face of the double entendre her actions gave her words, but she managed it instead of giving in to the giggles threatening to bubble up from inside her throat. The fact that Kim was vigorously stroking her own sweet little pussy while squeezing and twisting one of her exquisitely long nipples helped.

“Oh yeah, Princess wants the pretty pussy so bad!” Kim crooned back, lust and an ever-so-faint gleam of hope shining brightly in her big, feverish fern-green eyes.

This time Shego had no trouble maintaining her cruel feline smile as Kim blithely stepped into the pale beauty’s trap; turnabout was fair play after all.

“Well Princess can’t have the pretty pussy,” Shego quipped, an air of chastisement entering her teasing tone, “because Princess is a licentious little clit-tease that thinks she’s smarter than the pretty pussy, so Princess is going to have to pound her own little pussy if she wants to get off!”

Shego effortlessly crawled off the coffee table and directly onto the couch, never once touching the floor as she used long, arching, extended movements that continued to play into her feline motif, while Kim whined a wordless protest high and loud even as she paradoxically followed Shego’s command, unable to resist stroking waves of pleasure from her dripping pussy as she watched the incredible display of sensual athletic strength and prowess.

Once on the couch, Shego curled herself around to face Kim once more, lounging back with her shoulders propped up against the armrest and spreading her curvy legs wide, hooking one over the back of the couch while simply bending the other to rest her dainty foot against the floor.

“What’s the matter Princess? I thought you wanted to play…” Shego challenged, her left hand rising to squeeze one of her full breasts even as she fondled her hard, jutting clit with the fingers of her right, every bit as wanton as Kim had been earlier.

“Awwww… but I really wanna play with the pretty pussy now…” Kim whined as she tugged one of her long nipples and stroked her own significantly smaller but equally stiff clit. Running the pink tip of her wet tongue over now glistening lips, she added; “Princess is really good at cleaning off pussies… does pussy want a nice tongue bath?”

Shego’s eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat even as a sharp jolt of ecstasy ripped into her from her throbbing clit. Something in Kim’s bright, fern-green eyes told her the nubile young minx meant that offer literally; that the teenager would lap and lick her way over every inch of skin Shego had if the pale beauty would only let her.

Shaking her head, Shego came back to herself a moment later, grinning broadly as she huskily rumbled; “Nice try Princess, but that’s not how the game you started works. We play with ourselves, not each other, remember?”

Kim sighed, high-pitched and mournful. “I guess…”

“Then show me what’cha got…”

A wicked smirk came with Shego’s challenge, and Kim returned it as she shifted around in her seat, mirroring the older woman’s position with her limber young frame so that they could each see every detail of one another’s masturbatory endeavors now. A second later she gave her wet pussy a few dozen firm, fast strokes before once more driving two squirming fingers deep within her hot, hungry cunt, the nimble digits taking up the same eager pace on her slick inner surfaces as they had before, while she ground her stiff clit beneath the firm muscle at the base of her thumb. At the same time, she curled her spine and bent her head down to enthusiastically suck the long, rigid shaft of her left nipple where her breast lay trapped within the rhythmically squeezing confines of her other hand.

“Damn, not too bad Kimmie.”

Shego’s voice was breathy, and she squeezed and twisted the bud of one of her small, stiff nipples between thumb and forefinger while duplicating Kim’s thrusting attentions on her own slick cunt, though she preferred to use the base of her palm to stroke pleasure out of the rounded head of her erect clit instead of grinding it down—not that she didn’t enjoy grinding aching ecstasy out of the hard shaft and sensitive tip of that sweet seat of pleasure, just that for now, this was enough.

“Technique’s pretty basic, but you get extra points for sucking yourself like that. Of course, you’ll get a stiff neck if you keep it up…”

Amusement flashed in Kim’s gaze, and she slowly tugged the whole length of her nipple out from between firm white teeth, circling and flicking it with the tip of her agile tongue for several long seconds before leaning back and responding; “True…” Kim pulled her other hand up from between her legs, grabbing both breasts and working the small mounds and stiff nipples like she was a farmer milking a cow, “but it’s not exactly like you’re doing much better…”

“Well, better than you now…” Shego shot back smugly, though she was thoroughly enjoying the sight of what Kim was doing to herself.

“Y’think?” Kim raised an eyebrow along with the sharp retort. At Shego’s look she smirked and jerked her chin, indicating her gently rocking hips and the glistening, partially spread pussy that lay between her slender yet curvaceously muscled thighs.

Fuck those tan lines are so fucking hot! Shego thought to herself as she watched Kim’s palely highlighted groin rise and fall for several long seconds, wishing the teenager was standing up with her back to her so she could watch that tight little ass flex and release—or even better, that Kim was on her front and humping away at the cushions beneath her; that would be sweet to watch.

“Ahhh… you’ve got nice rhythm?” Shego offered tentatively.

“Look closer…” Kim shot back, half dryly, half amused.

Squinting, Shego did as instructed. A moment later her eyes widened as she finally noticed the movement at the mouth of Kim’s pretty soft-pink cunt; the rhythmic convulsions of that glistening, tight little orifice as it gaped open slightly before squeezing shut again, over and over, pulsing with a slow, steady, sliding motion that looked for all the world like it was gently sucking at something. Almost immediately, the visceral memories of how Kim’s sultry sheath had contracted around her fingers a few nights ago flooded Shego’s mind, boosting her already considerable arousal even higher and triggering a sudden wave of pleasure from deep inside her own heated cunt—knowing that Kim had been willfully sucking on her with that hot, hungry lower mouth was so much more exhilarating than her assumption those spasms had been an uncontrolled response.

“Ah’wow, looks like you’ve got some good muscle control going on there Kimmie; color me impressed.”

Shego’s warm, liquid rumble was as much welcome delight as it was admiration, and she grabbed the full mass of her left breast with greedy, widespread fingers as she spoke, massaging it vigorously while simultaneously stroking her shivering inner surfaces faster, twisting and curling the fingers buried deep inside herself, her hips now rocking in sinuous, thrusting arcs just like Kim’s.

“Mm-hm, sure do.” Kim grinned smugly. “I can’t make myself come like this, but I can keep my engine running nice and hot for a long, long time…”

“Don’t get too full of yourself Kimmie,” Shego’s wryly-amused voice was breathy from her masturbatory exertions, but not quite panting yet, “I can do that too.” Shego hesitated for a split second, then added; “I can smoke a cigar with mine.”

Kim’s eyes widened, and she gave Shego a disbelieving look. The pale beauty snorted softly and, in a matter-of-fact monotone, elaborated; “It was in a movie; I had to see if I could pull it off; I did; end of story.”

“Oh I’ve got to see that!” Kim announced in a beseeching tone, sliding her right hand down her tight, undulating abs to rub her hard little clitty rapidly, hips rising and falling much more noticeably now.

“Oh no!” Shego responded with a sharp, decisive shake of her head, sliding her fluid-slicked fingers out of herself so she could stroke waves of growing pleasure from the head and shaft of her own stiff clit in response to Kim’s excitement. “Never again. Trust me Kimmie; not something you wanna do unless there’s at least five figures involved.”

Kim’s brow furrowed in confusion even as she slid her fingers up and down herself, stroking every last inch of her throbbing clit and pussy.

“Let’s just say the cleanup’s not worth anything less than that, okay? Least not to me anyway…”

“Ewww…”

Kim’s disgust marred her features for only a few moments before she put such thoughts out of her head; far preferring to concentrate on what Shego’s agile fingers were doing to the swollen head of her big, erect clit instead.

As the green-hued woman continued stroking herself, Kim’s fascination grew along with her excitement. Shego’s clit was nowhere near as big as Corscan’s, but even though she’d only been playing with herself for a relatively short time, it was literally rock-hard—an accomplishment Corscan had rarely achieved without at least three or four consecutive orgasms, and one Kim herself had only experienced a handful of times during her recent period of forced abstinence. It moved beneath Shego’s silky tea-green skin like the solid shaft it was, sliding and shifting and snapping back and forth with the movements of her fingers in a vulgar, obscene, yet unbelievably arousing fashion. It called to her, that stiff, jutting organ, speaking of raw pleasure; of visceral fucking; of primal thrust and stroke and jerk and shudder—and it made her want nothing more than to be able to bury her face between Shego’s big, warm, muscular thighs, wrap her mouth around that rigid little feminine phallus, and suck and lick until Shego screamed for a release that would leave her sweat-slick and heaving for air, utterly spent.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t do that. What she could do was abandon her breasts entirely, sending her left hand down between her legs to join her right, whereupon she immediately drove two stiff fingers deep inside the tight sheath of her eager cunt, pumping them in and out of herself with such enthusiasm her hand blurred, all while continuing to stroke ever-growing waves of ecstasy from her throbbing clit.

“Fu-huh-huuuck, something sure set you off…” Shego grinned as she watched Kim shift up two full gears at once.

“Fuck yeah!” Kim huffed, running her tongue across softly shimmering lips over and over again. “Fuckin’ play with that clit!”

It took Shego a second to figure out the horny teenager was offering enthusiastic encouragement rather than talking about herself. Once she did, her dark green eyes widened, pupils dilating slightly, and her shapely chest expanded significantly as she filled her lungs with a deep-drawn breath while a warm fountain of exhilaration washed through her—growing much more insistent when she realized she could now smell the musky scent of Kim’s excitement hanging in the air around them.

With hot, heady hunger hazing her thoughts, Shego’s primal instincts rose to the fore, and within moments she was mimicking Kim, one hand vigorously rubbing her hard, feverish clit while she used the other to thrust a pair of fingers into the welcoming confines of her overflowing cunt, reflexively contracting that hungry lower mouth so that the unrelenting strokes could pull even sharper streaks of lightning from her slick inner flesh, the lines of her taut stomach rippling as the muscles beneath her smooth skin flexed and released with every rocking, upward thrust of her broad hips.

Across from her, Kim began pulling her glistening fingers free of her own tight canal every dozen strokes or so, quickly dropping them to caress shivering streaks of sensation from her tight anal bud before rising to plunge back into her ever ready cunt. This continued for roughly a minute before Kim suddenly shifted both hands lower, fingers from the right taking up thrusting duty on her quivering cunt while those on the left that had previously held that position slid deep into her fluid-slicked asshole. After a few gentle, establishing strokes to make sure she was well-lubricated enough to continue, Kim began reaming her tight little sphincter with only slightly less speed and enthusiasm than the pulsing orifice above it, her long nipples dancing at the tips of her perky breasts as her deep breathing grew ever more ragged.

Shego felt another wave of hot excitement rise through her as Kim escalated her self-gratification once more, watching as the teenager vigorously violated both her openings with practiced fingers while her hips hovered above the couch cushions completely now, swiveling up and down in a tight, primordial arc as she pumped her firm, shapely behind in a tireless, instinctual rhythm. The sounds of Kim’s ever more frequent grunts and moans of pleasure drove Shego on just as much as her writhing body did, and she found herself slipping another finger into herself as she spoke in a husky, breathy voice.

“Ah yeah, fuck those holes Kimmie; fuck ‘em good!”

“M’yeah…” Kim whined, gazing back at Shego with shimmering, feverish eyes. “You like that Shego? You like me fucking myself like this?”

“D’oy! It’s fucking hot… as hell!” Shego half grunted, half panted.

“Then le’ me see something…” Kim begged in a needy tone. “Lemme see you… jack that big hard clit of yours… while I… pump my tight little ass and pussy for you!”

For a split second, the sheer exhilaration of hearing Kim Possible talk with such a filthy little mouth nearly made Shego come, but just as quick she recovered her equilibrium and avoided the premature orgasm, though it was a close thing—the fact that she had to puzzle out what Kim wanted probably helped. Once she did, Shego felt a brief flash of irritation; her clit was big enough to use the technique on, but not big enough that it wouldn’t be really hard to do using only one hand—and there was no way in hell she was going to stop pumping her shivering, screaming cunt. As a matter of fact, she greedily added her pinky finger to the others inside herself and then slowly worked her hand all the way in to the web of her thumb, hips twitching as waves of electric sensation shot through her tightly filled canal.

Even so, the excitement and pleasure rolling through her swiftly swept the unprompted frustration aside, and, eager to give her nubile young partner in pleasure what she craved, Shego set her nimble fingers to work, gently pushing her thumb and curled forefinger into the giving flesh on either side of her rigid clit. Then she carefully squeezed the throbbing, solid shaft between her fingers and began working her hood up and down like the slide of a miniature automatic pistol, effectively, if very difficultly, jerking herself off as if she had a tiny little dick, every pass pulling waves of itching pleasure out of the flaring, rounded tip of her erect feminine phallus while a sweet electric ache of softer sensation swept up and down the solidly swollen shaft, diligently following the stroke of her tightly constricting fingers from root to aforementioned tip.

The only drawback—if it could even be called that—to the demanding technique was that it provided a much more intense, focused stimulation than anything else Shego could do to herself without the use of mechanical aids, so between that and the quartet of undulating fingers caressing the insides of her delightfully full cunt, she found herself rapidly climbing towards the orgasm she’d sidestepped only moments before, propelled ever upward by the pulsing pleasure pounding through her body like a carnal claxon.

“There you go… Kimmie. You like that? You like watching me… jack off my clit like this? Hunh?” Shego’s husky voice was fully breathless now that she approached climax, and a soft sheen of sweat coated her satiny tea-green skin.

“Oh yeah! Jack it just like that… fuck yeah… faster! Fucking jack it faster!” a much more sweat-slicked Kim panted back exuberantly, her eyes unerringly fixed on Shego and barely blinking.

“Oh yeah? You want it faster? You want me to… come… don’t you? Yeah… you wanna see me come!” Shego huffed accusingly, licking her glistening black lips and rocking her hips faster as she started curling her hand in and out of herself, rubbing her tight cunt while she continued stroking her clit at the same speed instead of fulfilling Kim’s plea.

“Yeah, yeah… I wanna see you come!” Kim acknowledge in a begging whine.

“Then fuck yourself Kimmie!” Shego panted raggedly. “I wanna see you… pound those hot little holes… hard and fast! Fuck ‘em ‘til you come!”

Kim voiced a long, wordless, trilling moan of arousal as Shego’s demands flooded her lust-filled brain with hot, heady excitement, immediately followed by ever more powerful waves of electric sensation streaking through her from the tight, throbbing rings of her twin openings as she began frantically pumping her stiff fingers in and out of her itching asshole and convulsing cunt, the wash of fluid from the first orifice flowing down to keep the second slick and sweet in the face of the furious assault. A moment later Kim’s hips jerked with the initial shock as she unlimbered her thumb and began rubbing sharp lances of potent pleasure from her screaming clit, eventually falling back into a far more spastic rhythm than before as the ardent redhead felt her control slipping, the now merciless, driving pace of her carnal attentions sending her rocketing straight towards the promise of climax suddenly looming out of the sea of ecstasy suffusing her.

Across from Kim, Shego’s dilated pupils drank in every sweat-slicked line of the teenager’s hard, athletic frame as each well-defined muscle tensed with both her efforts and increasing pleasure, the pale beauty’s own glistening, magnificently sculpted body reacting in much the same manner as she fulfilled her end of the deal, a continuous stream of euphoria washing through her now from the blurring speed with which her fingers stroked her jutting clit, the entire length of that hard, throbbing shaft and firm, pulsing head pouring exhilarating pleasure into her. In mere moments Shego added her own wordless whines to Kim’s as she felt her orgasm swelling up inside her, threatening to burst at any moment, and, unable to resist even if she’d wanted to, she shifted her fingers inside herself, letting two slick digits slip free in favor of using the remaining two to seek out that sweet spot of inner pleasure she knew so well, jerking and shuddering as swift strokes sent shivering stimulation to join her existing rapture, until it all threatened to overwhelm her.

With her vision filled by the glorious aphrodisiac of Kim writhing from hot, horny masturbation, and drowning in her own self-gratification, Shego felt her control deserting her. Shortly thereafter she hadn’t the sense of mind to notice when her skilled manipulation of her fiercely pounding clit devolved to raw, primitive strokes as she rubbed at the hot, throbbing head with circling fingertips in a blur of insistent intensity, her only concern now unleashing the boiling geyser of pleasure she felt surging up inside her. In the span of but a dozen hammering heartbeats, the undeniable demands of her heated flesh had their way with her, and waves of supremely powerful, mind-numbing ecstasy rolled through Shego, washing everything away in a sea of thrumming, pulsing bliss.

As Shego’s gasping pants abruptly gave way to a high, rising cry of delight, her every muscle standing out in stark relief as her broad hips bucked and thrashed spastically, Kim felt the twin rings of muscle surrounding her fingers clench in equally uncontrolled convulsions, the sudden tensing her only split-second warning before the whole of her being was smashed into a wall of pleasure that shattered all semblance of conscious thought, the white hot burst of her climax reducing her to quivering, juddering tension while her groaning grunts of primal ecstasy filled the air, underscoring Shego’s high-pitched whining in a harmony of carnal delight.

Both women remained fixed in place for well over half a minute, their straining bodies shuddering and thrashing with abandon, locked in the grips of orgasm until, finally, that glorious ocean of pleasure began to recede, allowing their slick, wrung-out frames to gradually sink into shaky, twitching relaxation as the endless, pulsing waves of gratification slowly faded away, each jerking sharply as their diminishing pleasure was temporarily buoyed by the shivering sensations that shot through them when they slid their fingers from themselves. For several more minutes the only sounds that filled the room were soft sighs and panting, the susurrations of that heavy, deep breathing giving way to more controlled inhalations as time passed, while the thoroughly sated females stared at each other with warm, satisfied grins and heavily lidded eyes, both unable to resist enhancing their lingering pleasure with the occasional shivering caress to sweat-damp skin, still sensitive breast, or overly sensitive groin.

Soon enough though, Kim gave a trembling stretch and swept her leg down off the back of the couch, sitting up and then rising to her feet in one swift, decisive move. A second later she circled around the end of the couch with a slow, languid stride, looking down at the soft, relaxed curves of Shego’s muscular body where it lay sprawled and glistening before her, the pale, exotic beauty staring up at her with dark green eyes and a lazy, complacent smirk twisting her full black lips, one hand fondling her flaccid clit with feigned idleness. Kim smiled back and, once she came around behind the couch, reached down with her right hand to gently take Shego’s left in her grasp, pulling it back up with her while she licked her lips and spoke in a deliberate, husky murmur.

“That was fun.” Kim parted her lips and slowly, deliberately used her soft pink tongue to lick entwined fingers still damp with intimate female essence, drawing the broad, velvety pad up them like she was lapping at a Popsicle, while Shego’s eyes grew wide at the erotic sight. A moment later she took several in her mouth and steadily sucked them clean before withdrawing, licking her lips once more as she rumbled; “You sure you don’t want me to clean the rest of you off?”

Shego licked her own black-painted lips and swallowed visibly before slowly shaking her head in negation, not trusting her voice given the sudden thickness tightening the back of her throat. She was sorely tempted by the offer, but she didn’t trust herself to be able to follow through, and she’d rather not start at all than suffer both her own and Kim’s disappointment if she had to stop halfway through. That would just be too much frustration for her to bear right now.

Kim’s perky little breasts rose and fell with her deep, high sigh, and she gave a soft nod and smile while lowering Shego’s hand back down to her side, releasing it while she murmured; “All right then.”

Before Shego could respond, or do much of anything for that matter, Kim suddenly moved her hand up to seize the back of the older woman’s strong, silky neck in an assertive grasp, leaning down further so she could wrap her warm, wet lips around Shego’s glistening black ones and drive her agile tongue deep into the other woman’s mouth, kissing her hot and hard and full and on and on and on…

Shocked, it took Shego a second before she recovered enough to respond—or perhaps it was her unthinking instincts that answered in that brief moment of uncertainty. Either way, the pale beauty returned the kiss just as fiercely, her passion inflamed by the aggressive move as well as the salty-sweet traces of both her and Kim’s fluids on the teenager’s lips and curling, sinuous tongue. She eagerly worked her soft, silky lips against the redhead’s while their twin velvet snakes writhed in and out of each other’s gently sucking mouths, caressing and intertwining with one another as electric shivers of sensation shot through them both for several endless seconds before Kim broke off the kiss, pulling away from Shego and standing up straight again, her long nipples once more jutting from her perky breasts in full arousal.

“Just remember Shego,” Kim purred throatily, “as good as that was, the real thing is much, much better.”

With a final, seductive grin, Kim turned and made her way out of the living room on softly padding bare feet, her curvy hips swaying sensually while the firm swells of her ass gently rippled with every smooth step.

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Well that backfired just a bit… Kim thought to herself once she was out in the hallway, fully aware that she’d gotten just as wrapped up in the game as Shego had, losing the opportunity to properly fan the older woman’s smoldering excitement into the blazing bonfire she’d hoped to achieve—not that she hadn’t quite accomplished that anyway, just that it hadn’t been a particularly… constructive, achievement with her asleep at the switch so to speak. After all, the idea was to increase Shego’s frustrated desire, not to sate it, and she was pretty damn sure Shego was anything but frustrated right now.

Still, she’d managed to pull it out a little right at the end, a monumental act of willpower allowing her to cut through the otherwise irresistible haze of lust and pleasure gripping her, long enough to purposely slide her right leg forward. The seemingly innocuous move had brought nearly the full length of her calf into contact with Shego’s, and those firm, warm, silky curves had remained pressed up against one another all throughout their rocking orgasms and the subsequent aftermath.

It wasn’t anything that could be considered major progress, but Kim was more than happy to take any step in the right direction, no matter how small. After all, with enough steps she’d be right there on top of Shego, rubbing herself against that wonderfully hard clit and staring into her deep, dark green eyes until they both came just as hard as they had a few minutes ago…

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“Damn girl, sounds like you had one slamin’ night! Makes me wish I coulda been there…” Monique paused for a moment, still grinning, “well, maybe not so much for the battlin’ bikers and giant robots part, but definitely all the rest.”

Monique’s grin turned sly.

“So… you an’ green girl still dancin’ around in that holdin’ pattern ‘a yours, or did you finally manage to get’cher groove on last night?”

Kim sighed as she stared down at Monique’s image on her Kimmunicator. Yesterday her feisty friend had made her promise to “report in” on the concert ASAP, so, since she knew Monique had an afternoon shift at Club Banana today, she’d called her right after she finished cleaning up from her latest “engagement” with Shego. From there she spent well over a half-hour outlining everything that had happened last night to the rapt teenager, right up until she and Shego defeated Motor Ed and his associated greasers and thugs. Unfortunately, being extra sketchy with the details of what went down after they’d gotten home had apparently given her imaginative friend the wrong idea.

“Not even close Mo.” Kim gave a faint snort. “As a matter of fact, I didn’t even try. It just wasn’t that kind of night for some reason. We came home, talked for a little while until we were ready for bed, and then off we went to sleep.”

“Well, how very very ‘Family Channel’ of you…” Monique intoned dryly, a contrary, teasing gleam in her eye.

Kim raised a wry eyebrow, smirking as she stared at her friend for a long moment.

“Oh really… well then, let’s just say I made up for it this afternoon, ok?” Kim’s smile turned wicked as she tilted her head to the side a little. “Very much ‘Playboy Channel’ and not even close to wholesome… that good enough for you?”

“Aw hell no!” Monique’s smile was a mirror of Kim’s. “Gimme details girlfriend; momma’s got have me some of those sweet, juicy details!”

Kim snorted sharply; Monique was very… peculiar, at times. Even so, she indulged her friend’s need for vicarious titillation to a fair degree, not quite giving a full recounting of the latest… “progress,” she’d made with Shego, but coming quite close—close enough that Monique was wide-eyed with something altogether not surprise anyway.

Licking her lips, Monique finally responded; “Da-haaaamn girl, that might not be a home run—hell, it ain’t even first base if you want to get technical—but I sure can’t say I wouldn’t like to have been around to see that either. Mmmm-mmmm that sounds hot!” Monique shook her head, grinning ear-to-ear. “Leaps and bounds girlfriend, leaps and bounds; you’ll be getting your freak on with Shego-girl any day now at this rate. Yeah, you go girl!” Monique snorted into giggling laughter. “You go get’cher girl!”

Kim just rolled her eyes and shook her head, though she was smiling as she did.

“An’ just so you know, I’m not kidding about wanting to get a nice little look-see on the action there Kim; if you think a little exhibitionism might help you get your girl in the mood, I’m your number one volunteer, whether it’s in person or on-screen, a’ight?”

“Sure Mo, if we ever need someone to watch, you’ll be the first we call…” Kim shot back dryly, one eyebrow arching high. After a few long moments watching Monique just stare back at her steadily, Kim’s tone shifted to skeptical as she more asked than stated; “Wait, you’re really serious?”

“Yeah…” the word was more “duh” with the derisive twist Monique’s tone gave it, though she quickly smirked and lightheartedly continued; “I mean, can you think of a better way for me to get my feet wet without jumping in the pool?”

“Oh I don’t know, maybe the Internet?” Kim was back to dry.

“Aaaah…” Monique fluttered her right hand dismissively, “that staged stuff’s fine if all you wanna do is get off, but it’s not exactly helpful if you’re looking for an idea of what it’s really like.”

“Well, yeah, I guess you’ve got a point there…” Kim reluctantly conceded.

“An’ hey, it’s not like I’m asking you to let me watch or anything, just that if you do need someone for that, you give little ol’ me a call instead of flashing some random hottie in a bar or whatever, y’dig?”

“Ok, ok, if it ever happens, I’ll try and get a hold of you first… but I’m not promising anything, all right?”

“Hey, that’s all I ask…” Monique gave a satisfied grin, and Kim shook her head slowly.

“Never thought I’d be agreeing to anything like this with you…”

“That’s what makes life interesting girlfriend; never know what’s going to happen next.” Monique’s grin was more a cocky smirk now.

“I’ll say…”

Monique laughed softly, but soon her amused expression began to sober, growing ever more serious until she eventually asked; “Speaking of which—not that I’m trying to object or anything; it’s about damn time as far as I’m concerned—but are you still planning on going through with it?”

Kim sighed, an air of determination settling over her features in marked contrast to the uncertainty Monique saw glimmering in her friend’s big fern-green eyes.

“Absolutely. I can’t put it off any longer Mo.” Kim shook her head slowly, determination giving way to regret as she bowed her head, her voice growing soft and low. “I just can’t. It’s too hard avoiding the subject and dancing around things so nothing slips out by accident—and I don’t want to do it anymore either. I’m tired of keeping the truth from him. I want to be able to talk to him about it. I want to be able to tell him all the things I can only tell you right now. I want to know what he thinks, even… even if it isn’t good.” Kim looked up at Monique again, the determination returning as she boldly declared; “No, I can’t put it off any longer; this weekend I’m definitely going to see Ron and I’m definitely telling him about Shego!”
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