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Chapter 3: Blind Game
The redheaded teen was still coming down from her high, Kim's entire body vibrating as small currents caressed her excited form. The girl's cold sweat combined with the chilly wind of the room, spurring Kim's smoldering body to tremble even harder.
Legs open, her arm dangling off the edge of the sofa, she felt weak and lightheaded. At the moment, all Kim wanted to do was close her eyes and rest… just until her heart stopped beating like a drum.
"Hey, KP! Do you want anything else?" her best friend called out from the kitchen.
She'd completely forgotten about Ron's little errand. "Huh?! Um- I-I mean no, nothing else!" Kim stammered, her mind clearing up just a little bit upon hearing Ron's voice. She'd finally recalled exactly where she was- and, more importantly, with who.
"Okay, give me a sec!" the blonde teen shouted, the sounds he was making approaching.
Kim shot up, frantically searching the area around her. She was still in the living room, laying on the sofa… and currently without her shield (blanket). 'Where is it!?' she shrieked silently, before noticing it had fallen to the foot of the sofa. Her poor, tired mind contemplated whether it was a good idea to simply pick it up and cover herself once more… or to simply run away to her room, or the bathroom.
But before the young redhead could make up her mind, she heard her childhood friend enter the room. Now without much choice in the matter, Kim grabbed the blanket and threw herself back onto the sofa.
"Sorry I took so long, I wanted to get something extra… here" Ron explained, offering her a glass of cold water.
"T-Thanks Ron…" Kim replied, shakily accepting the drink. She guzzled down the cold liquid, Kim had never felt drier than she did right now. She huffed as soon as she finished, glancing up at him. "I needed that…"
"No problem… So, where do 'I' sit?" the blonde questioned, staring at the sofa.
Kim glanced down at herself, only now noticing that (in her panic) she had slammed her head down exactly where the blonde had been sitting earlier. "Ah… s-sorry Ron, I… just wanted to be a little more comfortable" she apologized with a small laugh.
The blonde teen simply shrugged it off. "Eh… it's fine! Wow KP, you're looking pretty tired… maybe we should call it a night?" Ron offered with a smile.
It would probably be a good idea to end their get-together here, considering what she'd done (and the fact that Kim had almost gotten caught doing it). That would give her the time she needed to calm down, relax.
"No, we still need to finish the movie… Besides, you can always stay the night… right?" Kim heard her voice say, unable to stop herself.
"Oh! Okay, cool!" Ron sounded happy about her suggestion, usually Kim preferred to pick back up where they'd left off on a different day if she was too tired.
'What the hell did I just say? Why did I offer to continue, instead of taking the easy way out?!' Kim silently screeched, contemplating her motives. Ron waved a hand in front of her face, snapping Kim out of her mental crisis.
"So, I'll sit…" Ron trailed off, staring at where her legs were. He was about to sit there when her hand grabbed a fistful of his shirt, holding him in place. "Huh? KP?"
"You're blocking the screen, sit down already…" Kim ordered, pulling her blonde friend towards her.
"Wha-" Ron's objection was cut short, Kim shifting her body to allow him to sit where her head had been… before she ultimately rested her head upon his lap.
"There… now, can we focus on the movie?" Kim asked in a faraway voice, glancing up at her best friend's face.
"Y-Yeah… sure thing, K-KP…" Ron stammered. His tone left Kim smiling, as she shifted her gaze back towards the screen.
…
She didn't care about what was occurring onscreen in the least, only one question plaguing her mind. 'What the HELL am I doing?' she asked repeatedly, unable to discover any sort of answer. Kim's panic only deepened more and more, as the seconds ticked by.
Her close proximity to Ron wasn't helping calm her down at all. If anything, it seemed to leave her even more excited than before! Kim's legs resumed rubbing against one another, despite the fact that she'd just relived her stress only a few minutes ago.
Her traitorous eyes shifted slightly, briefly locking onto her friend's gaze. He seemed to swallow hard, as soon as she glanced his way. Had Ron been staring at her again? Was THAT the reason she felt so hot right now?
Kim wasn't sure if it was… but just the mere thought of his eyes roaming over her form was enough to ignite a flame that burned in her chest. It started spreading into her limbs, her hands unconsciously grabbing the blanket that covered her. Kim was afraid of what might happen… if she didn't stop herself.
Trembling softly from the heat that was radiating off of Ron's body (and the thudding of what she could SWEAR was his heart), Kim bit her lips to stifle the heavy breath she was holding back. Her hands started to slowly pull the blanket away from her body… until she was completely exposed to the cold air.
"It's warm, so…" was all she said, her voice weak.
"R-Right…" Ron replied instantly. It was clear that he was staring at- or, at the very least, paying attention to her.
'Oh…' The flame inside Kim's chest grew, her body shifting a bit in his lap. Kim couldn't control the thoughts that assaulted her mind.
'Is he staring at me? What's going on in his head? Does he want to touch me? Did he look away? Is he aware of what I'm thinking? If he did reach out to me, how would it feel? Why do I want Ron to touch me?'
She was too afraid to ask her friend anything, despite desperately wanting to know the answers…
'You need to stop this! You can't have these sorts of thoughts about Ron!' she screamed in her mind, despite her body's stubborn resistance.
Kim turned away from the screen, facing her friend's stomach.
"Huh?! K-Kim?" the blonde boy stammered, clearly shocked. He froze completely, never having expected something like this from her.
"I'm just closing my eyes for a sec…" her muffled voice explained. "Okay, Ron?"
"Y-Y-Yeah, sure t-thing!" The young Stoppable was clearly jumpy, he went totally rigid and tried not to move an inch. What was he supposed to do? His best friend's head was resting on his lap, she was clearly tired from the day she'd had… and, from where he was sitting, he had a clear view of her rear in those damn shorts!
Ron was already berating himself from staring at her the LAST time they'd hung out together! How could he do that to her?! While Kim was possibly the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, she was his best friend first and foremost!
Ron shouldn't have stared at her like that… But, at the same time, he couldn't control his blasted eyes! Hell, even now she was so close to him and looking so- Ron shook his head, his hand shooting up to cup his face… covering his eyes completely.
'What is WRONG with me?' the blonde teen moaned silently. He could feel Kim's breath hitting his crotch, over and over. Ron's hands became slick with sweat, he grabbed the top of the sofa and had to hold himself back from ripping a hole in it.
At the moment, Kim was far too engrossed in her partner's thick musk to pay attention to anything else. It filled her mind with more of the same, familiar desire she'd come to embrace not that long ago.
Her eyes closed completely, a wide smile gracing her features, as she breathed him in.
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A few days had passed since that fateful movie night, nothing else happening after the film had finally ended. Ron practically bolted out the door, just as soon as the credits had started rolling, claiming that it was late and he'd better head home.
'He could have stayed the night…' the redhead had pouted at the time, put out over having her fun cut short- only to realize that now she'd have to look Ron in the eye after what she'd done. Kim's whole body exploded in embarrassment, the girl running upstairs to her room. She'd slowly calmed down, going to bed after cleaning herself up.
As a result, from that night on, Ron had been acting differently around Kim. He didn't say anything about it… but he was never alone with her for too long… before running home, or to the toilet, in what seemed like a tiny panic attack.
Did he dislike what had happened that much? Did he hate her now? 'No! He definitely enjoyed it…' She was certain of that much- after all, she'd FELT Ron's… "approval".
Was he embarrassed? Or, was it something else?
Whatever the reason was, it was starting to get to her… and fast. Especially when Kim wanted Ron to stay close to her, even more so than before.
"There he goes again…" the dark-skinned ravenette next to her observed, both girls watching Ron make his escape once again. "You'd think we told him we're going to eat him, or something…"
"I know…" Kim groused, staring at Ron until he vanished around the corner.
"You think he's hiding a new girlfriend, or something?" Monique asked.
"No, he'd tell me… Besides, this is RON we're talking about. I'm pretty sure that if he DID have one, he'd be telling EVERYBODY" Kim replied, certain her best friend was not hiding any girl from her.
Heck, the only girls that had ever shown any sort of interest in her blonde partner were (that coward) Tara, Yori (who was still in Japan, the last she'd heard), and that girl who worked at the movie theater (every second she could).
Kim would have counted Shego… but was sure that the older woman was more interested in smacking Ron around for interfering in her and Drakken's plans so many times, rather than pursuing any romantic interest in him.
'But… what if there's someone else? Is he running off to her, every second he can?' Kim pondered, her hands unconsciously clenching in fury.
"That's a mighty scary look you have there, girlfriend… Something I, or the rest of the world, should be worried about?" Monique asked.
"I just remembered something we found on our last mission… I think I have a pretty good idea what they're planning to do" the redheaded teen quickly shot back. It would be a bad idea to show Monique, or pretty much anyone else, just how much the idea of her best friend finding love bothered her. "Bye Mon, I'll talk to you later" was the last thing she said, striding away from her fashionista friend.
…
Walking to her locker, the redheaded teen moved past a few students. Her eyes scanned the area relentlessly, trying to spot her blonde partner (without any success). She arrived at the door to her locker, opening it to reveal a familiar face.
"Oh, hey Kim! What's up?" Wade asked, surprised by the sudden visit.
"Wade, I need you to find Drakken and Shego… I have a bad feeling that something is going to go down…" the girl replied cryptically.
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"Good job, you two! That must have set them back quite a bit!" Wade congratulated his two friends, as they flew back home after another successful mission.
Team Possible had crashed Drakken's operation before it had even begun, surprising him completely! The blue man's response was one they would both remember fondly, wailing that it wasn't fair for Team Possible to attack him before he'd even had the chance to do anything.
Hell, even Shego had been a little shocked. She hadn't had her usual, cocky attitude and wasn't in top form against Kim. Or, was it that the redheaded teen had been more aggressive than usual?
"Man, Drakken was completely stomped this time! Makes me wonder, why don't we ALWAYS crush their plans before they even get a chance to start?" the blonde teen asked, looking extremely pleased with their latest victory.
"I think it's because we don't always know where they are, Ron… If villains were that easy to find, then I'm pretty sure Global Justice would be on them like Bonnie for my spot as leader of the cheer squad!" Kim joked, both friends sharing a good laugh.
Things were looked better than they had at school. Ron wasn't deliberately avoiding looking at her, or shying away from the brief touches she'd been giving him. Only momentary brushes, to his shoulders or back. It seemed like any discomfort that had been there before had vanished.
'Thank God…' Kim didn't know what she would do, if Ron had kept his distance from her completely- that was a nightmare she didn't want to even imagine.
"We should celebrate!" the redheaded teen suddenly blurted out.
"Oh, I'm all up for that! Bueno Nacho?" he asked excitedly.
Kim gave him a flat look. "I meant something that we BOTH can enjoy… not just you, Ron…" He only gave her an innocent smirk, Kim glanced away from the adorable expression he'd aimed at her. An idea suddenly popped into her head, 'wait… why don't we-' "You know what? I GUESS we can hit Bueno Nacho… BUT, I want us to stop at a few other places first…"
…
About an hour or so later, Kim and Ron had finally arrived at the blonde's home for their little party. The pair had obviously invited Wade, only for the boy to refuse (a lucky break for Kim, as the boy's presence would've pretty much put the kibosh to her little idea).
"Okay! So, here we are… Now, would you mind telling me why we had to get all this different stuff?" Ron asked, currently holding a few bags containing various groceries.
"You'll find out soon enough… Now, could you make us a few different things? But, only in really small amounts?" the redheaded heroine asked.
"Sure, but what for?"
"You'll see…" Kim giggled, rushing towards Ron's room.
…
'Well, that was odd…' the blonde teen observed, making his way to his room after he'd finished preparing their food. Ron had three different trays, all balanced carefully in his hands. They were full of different stuff, just as Kim had asked for. But, if they were going to eat… what was with the uncut vegetables?
"Okay, I'm done! Now… what is your big idea, KP-" Ron could only stare inside the slightly darkened room, identifying the shape of his best friend sitting on his bed. The redheaded teen was out of her mission outfit, once more sporting a loose t-shirt and shorts.
"Finally, took you long enough…" The girl moved towards the door, grabbing the trays out of his hands- before placing them on his bed. "Now, you sit over here…" She directed Ron to a towel on the floor, pushing him to sit down.
"Um… K-KP? What are you-" he started to ask, cutting off when she smirked at him.
"If I recall correctly… you've claimed that you're a master in the kitchen, several times, right?" the cheerleader challenged, fiddling with something behind her back.
"Well… yeah. But, what does THAT have to do with THIS?"
"Because, now you can prove it to me…" Kim pulled out a black blindfold, bending down to wrap it around Ron's eyes. "I'm going to be giving you different food, we'll see just HOW good you really are…"
"That's it? THAT'S your big idea, to test me?" the blonde teen scoffed with a smirk. "Then, bring it! I shall prove that the Ronman is unstoppable in the kitchen!"
"We'll see how long that confidence lasts…" Kim teased, moving the trays closer.
…
Kim stared at her best friend, sitting on the floor with his mouth open in front of her. Any other time, she would have simply smiled at the sight. Now, it was different… so VERY different.
The redhead's hand approached Ron's face. She held his chin with her finger and thumb, tilting his head up just a bit more. Her other hand moved forward shakily, the blonde boy feeling something thin poke his lower lip.
He quickly took a taste, a familiar and satisfying crunch echoing in the room. A smile graced Ron's face, he savored the beloved flavor. "It's Bueno Nacho. Please, KP… you should at least start with something a bit more challenging-"
"Bzzt… wrong…" the world-saving heroine crowed, a smile in her tone. "That's just a plain Nacho… it looks like someone was a bit overconfident!" Kim explained.
"W-What?! No way! I heard-" Ron defended himself, Kim cutting her friend off.
"You heard a crunch and felt the shape… But if you had tasted it a bit more, you would have realized the answer. Here… THIS is Bueno Nacho…" Ron felt something else poking his lips, now clearly tasting the spiciness of his favorite food.
"You… you tricked me…" Ron accused, shocked that she'd managed to pull one over on him… ESPECIALLY when it came to his favorite food!
"That's on YOU, for acting so high and mighty. Now… I wonder how many more times I can pull one over on you?" Kim teased, the expression on Ron's face changing to a serious one. It seems he'd taken that as a personal challenge.
Kim grabbed a few more things, very slowly presenting them to her blonde best friend. He tried them, then guessed what they were. He'd been correct with everything else so far, the victorious smirk upon his face making that abundantly clear.
That smile of his made Kim's heart race, the teen heroine ready to feed him a spoon of something he'd made. She froze and stared at the small plate in her hand… before dipping her finger in the cream and presenting it to him.
'This is a TERRIBLE idea… He's going to find out… he's going to-' Before she was able to chicken out and pull her finger away, it completely vanished into Ron mouth. His tongue gave it a brief lick, before he sucked it off completely.
'Oh…' The redheaded teen shuddered, her finger leaving his mouth with a small pop.
"Mmm… that's cream, right? Unless you managed to fool me again…" he asked, a touch of uncertainty in his tone.
"Y-Y-Yep! It was cream!" Kim agreed, her voice a bit frantic, she moved on to the next item.
"Ha, it was easy!" the blonde boasted. "It was so sweet, that was a dead giveaway!"
'It was SWEET?' Kim's legs suddenly started shaking, rubbing against one another, her excitement building up even more. 'Maybe I can…' Her body seemed to move all on its own, grabbing some sauce and coating two of her fingers.
With her other hand Kim lifted up her shirt and her bra, exposing her bare chest in front of the blindfolded boy. 'Quietly…' she thought, smearing her fingers over her right breast.
'Am I REALLY going to let him-' she questioned, her body continuing to move forward, as she very carefully presented her chest to Ron's mouth.
Kim could feel her face burning, the itchiness between her legs growing almost unbearable. She trembled in fear when his breath hit her midriff, before his head shot forward- as if he felt her presence.
Ron's lips parted, his tongue darting out slowly and passing over her nipple.
Kim froze completely, the alien sensation spurring her whole being to tremble in delight. She could feel Ron's soft, slippery tongue. Her excited nub tingled, she bit her lips to stifle any moans.
Ron wrapped his lips around her breast, sucking just a bit. Kim became even more excited, sliding back out of the fear of being discovered. A pop left her poor nipple even harder and desperate for more, the cool air hitting her wet flesh.
"Mmm… okay, that's the paste that I made! But, I don't recognize the second thing-" the blonde mused, still trying to figure out what that taste was.
"It's nothing! Ignore it!" Kim replied hurriedly, before she heard her best friend describe her own flavor. "It's just the thing I use for the tasting."
"Oh, okay… it just tasted odd. Not bad, but… sweet, I guess? Must be from the cream earlier…" the blonde added, settling back into place.
'He said it was sweet…' Her heart started hammering, but not only with desire… she wanted to hear MORE. Kim moved on to the next choice, rubbing a bit of sauce onto her sensitive nub and leaning in.
Ron's mouth enveloped her nipple once more, the blonde now ready for the foreign sensation. His tongue flicked a few times at the soft (yet hard) protrusion covered in instant cream. But despite him already knowing what the taste was (and the fact that he'd already pretty much finished it completely), he was still very much enjoying the odd- but very addicting- foreign taste currently rolling around his tongue.
Ron could have sworn that his ears picked up soft mumbling and whimpering… but that must have been his imagination. He kept sucking on the small, hard thing for a few more seconds- before it was quickly pulled out of his mouth.
"S-So… what was it t-this time?" the redheaded teen asked, sounding a bit winded.
"Huh? Oh, it was instant cream!" Ron answered quickly. "I-It took me a bit of time to figure it out…" he lied, unwilling to admit he was more interested in the flavor of the substrate than the cream itself.
"R-Right! Well… looks like you got them all right!" the worldwide heroine declared. "Except that first one… I think you've proven that you ARE all that in the kitchen! Now, I need to go to the bathroom and clean my hands." Kim excused herself from the room, before Ron was able to take his blindfold off.
…
A few minutes later the redhead returned to the room, smiling and appearing much calmer.
"Okay, so… now that we've proven that I'm a master of the kitchen, I think it's time you head home-" Ron started to say, cutting off when Kim knelt down in the spot he'd previously sat. "Um… what are you doing, KP?"
"I want to have a go too… it looked fun! Plus, I AM a bit hungry…" the girl declared, wrapping the blindfold around her eyes. "Besides, it was fun watching you stumble around" Kim teased, her smile as mischievous as her words.
"Oh… o-okay then… just give me a sec…" Ron turned around and picked out a few things, praying that he could keep his cool. Turning back to face Kim proved his fears were valid, the sight before him one that he'd never dreamed he'd ever see.
Kim Possible was kneeling down in front of him, her green orbs completely covered (from what he could see). She was still wearing her new 'outfit', the one that hung loosely on her chest and was extremely tight on her ass and thighs.
'I'm staring at her again…' Ron admonished himself, averting his gaze. Even if she couldn't see him at the moment, the very least he could do was not ogle her body. Damn his hormones!
"Okay, so, here's the first thing…" Ron presented a small spoon to her.
"Ahhhh…" the redheaded teen replied, opening her mouth wide enough to take the whole thing.
Ron swallowed nervously as he watched her tasting the substance on the spoon, giving the metal a soft lick before she swallowed.
"Mmm…" the girl hummed, smiling triumphantly before offering her answer.
"R-Right! Okay, since you're right, I think we'd better call it a night-" the blonde Stoppable declared, all too eager to end this night (and presumably try to erase the image of Kim- on her knees, in front of him- from his mind).
"What? So soon?" she cried, visibly pouting. "I already told you that I'm a bit hungry… and it's not fair that you got to have all the fun!"
'You think it's FUN to mess with my sanity?!' he wanted to scream in frustration… but held himself in check, Ron grabbed the next item. He presented Kim a simple piece of carrot.
The small thing vanished completely inside her mouth- and, for the briefest of moments, his thumb brushed against her full lips. She answered correctly, beaming brightly. Reaching over to pick up the next substance- Ron suddenly dropped the spoon he was using onto the floor.
"Come on, Ron…" Kim suddenly urged her friend, fidgeting in place.
"Huh?! R-Right! Here…" The blonde teen hadn't been expecting her to suddenly start pressuring him, he simply grabbed a can of whipped cream and sprayed a bit on her tongue.
Or, at least that was what he MEANT to do… Apparently, he was so nervous that he accidentally pushed too hard on the nozzle and sprayed a little too much. Kim's cheeks were splattered, cream running down to her shirt.
"SO-SORRY KP!" Ron blurted out loudly. "I'll run and get a towel, wait-"
"Ron, it's fine! I expected something like this to happen, that's why I'm wearing THIS… let's just keep going" the girl insisted.
"But-But, what about the-"
"J-Just wipe it off me, or something…"
Ron swallowed nervously, moving his hand to her cheek and wiping some of the cream away. But before he was able to pull his hand away, his finger was suddenly gobbled up by the redheaded teen. "K-KP?!"
The girl simply started giggling at his response. "Sorry Ron, you sounded so nervous that I just HAD to mess with you! And I wanted to taste some more of that, it'd be a shame to waste it. You don't mind, do you~?" Kim cooed, opening her mouth wide.
Ron froze, staring at his friend's waiting tongue. 'Does she want me to-' he contemplated fearfully. He removed a bit more of the cream on her shoulder, wiping it off slowly. His finger rose up, popping into Kim's open mouth.
"Ah… mmm…" the redheaded teen moaned, licking and sucking on Ron's finger for a few seconds before he finally pulled it out.
'Holy shit…' the blonde teen marveled… watching his finger emerge with a small pop, leaving a trail of saliva connected to his friend.
"Mmm… so sweet, is there any more?" she asked innocently, a wide smile spread across her face.
There certainly was. In his panic Ron grabbed a bigger portion from her chin, presenting his index and middle fingers to her.
She gobbled them up once more, in way that could only be described as hungry. 'Oh. My. God.' Ron couldn't speak, simply drinking in the sight of Kim (who was busily sucking and licking his fingers clean, her head pointed right at him). Ron could almost feel her gaze upon him, despite the fact that he couldn't see her eyes.
It had already been almost a minute, all he could focus on was the incredible feeling of his childhood friend- who was still, even now- cleaning his fingers in such an unbelievable way. The cream had all been removed for quite some time- but, despite that, she just. Kept. Going.
Ron's baggy pants had NEVER felt so tight before, it was almost unbelievable that he'd been able to hold onto his sanity. 'I need to stop this…' Ron declared, pulling his fingers back- only for Kim to move forward to envelop his thumb this time.
"Wha-" he remarked, as the heroine started licking and sucking once more (despite the fact that he'd never had ANY cream on his thumb). Ron kept staring at the girl, shifting his thumb to the side until he reached her inner cheek.
"Ah…" Kim moaned, unable to speak, as the side of her cheek was distended by Ron. She offered no resistance as the boy moved her head to the side, pulling his wet finger from her juicy lips.
Kim's breathing was heavier, the girl panting. "Is-is there any more l-left… Ron?" she asked.
Ron could see the way she kept fidgeting in her spot, the way she'd said his name, all of it spurring his heart to beat wildly. He swallowed the lump in his throat, moving his hand to the side. As Ron went to grab something… his gaze remained glued to the most tempting thing he'd ever beheld in his life.
His hand grasped an object, pulling it towards himself, it was a large cucumber. Ron was ready to look for something else- before he heard her.
"Ron? What… are you waiting f-for?" her sweet, panting voice beckoned him. With no further thought, he moved the cucumber close to her lips.
"Ah!" she exclaimed, startled for a moment. Her lips parted once more, her tongue flicking out and giving the vegetable a few tentative strokes. Her head darted forward, licking the sides of the vegetable in a VERY suggestive manner.
'Why did I have to grab something so phallic?!' Ron berated himself, unable to tear his eyes away from the incredible sight.
Kim slid her head back, before shooting forward and wrapping her lips completely around the vegetable. She stroked her head back and forth a few times, before she pulled herself away.
"It's… a cucumber…" she declared, in the same voice as before.
The blonde sidekick could only stare, his jaw nearly hitting the floor, before he snapped himself out of his stupor. "Y-y-yeah, that's right!"
"Well… it was… really easy-" She needed a second to breathe. "Why don't you give me something… harder?"
Ron couldn't possibly have imagined that just now, did he? From the way she said it… it seemed WAY too deliberate, even HE had a hard time interpreting that turn of phrase any other way. His whole body- no, his entire being tensed up at what he was experiencing.
His hand grabbed the hem of his pants…
"Ron…"
He slowly pulled the fabric down…
"Come on, already…"
Cold air hit his member, now free and right in front of his blindfolded childhood friend.
With one final step he moved forward, feeling her breath hit his tip.
Kim's head seemed to snap forward, as if she could feel (or smell) him.
The blonde teen's mind ran through various doomsday scenarios, over and over, trying desperately to determine if he was making a mistake. Was he misreading the situation? Maybe it was just his dirty mind, and hormones, running wild. But, to his great shock, he had no other alternative explanation.
If he backed away fast enough, Ron could still stop this from reaching the point of no return. His mind SCREAMED at him to stop this madness. But, before he was able to change his mind, Kim made her move.
Her lips opened again, her tongue shooting out. She gave his tip a brief lick, then froze completely.
'Shit! I misinterpreted her!' the blonde teen wailed, feeling completely disgusted by what he had done to his best friend- to Kim, of all people!
He was about to drop to his knees, to beg the redhead for forgiveness, when he felt her tongue hit his tip again.
"Ah! K-KP?"
"Ahh… mmm…" the teen mumbled, licking his tip. She started to shift to his shaft, continuing at a languid pace.
'Oh… Oh God.' Ron couldn't speak, or he would definitely give away what was happening. The feeling of her tongue over his length, it was something he couldn't even describe. The wet, slippery appendage was leaving Ron even more excited than he already was. The brush of her perfect lips upon his fevered flesh, the whisper of her breaths…
"Oh, wow…" Kim suddenly spoke up. "When I s-said give me something hard… I never imagine it would be-" She gave him another long lick, from the middle of his shaft to his tip. "-THIS hard…"
"I-I-I-" the blonde teen stammered helplessly, Kim cutting him off.
"It's a good thing we have all night, so I can take my time… trying to guess what this flavor is…" Kim purred, very slowly engulfing his entire member with her mouth.
"Oh God…" Ron moaned, losing any and all control. The girl started to work along his length, her heavenly lips moving up and down at a steady rate. Her tongue, spinning around his tip, was something Ron was NEVER going to forget. "K-Kim… this is…" he attempted.
The girl slid her head back and, with a loud pop, his rock-hard member was free to bob in the cold air. "Give… me… a second… Ron… I-I've nearly… got it…" she panted heavily. "It's… just… so big… I can barely… take it…"
The blonde teen watched as the girl licked her lips, moving once more to take him inside. She betrayed no hesitation, or second thoughts, as she enveloped him once more… THIS time, she took him deeper inside her mouth.
-only to instantly shoot back, coughing a few times. "S-sorry… it's just so… big… it's hurting my poor jaw…"
Ron had been holding himself back, ever since they'd started this 'game'. Staring at Kim on the floor, hearing her voice… seeing her body in that new outfit, getting to touch her in a way that no best friend should be able to, having her lick and suck him off in such a way… it was taking everything he had to not lose his mind!
But hearing her words, just now? It finally proved too much for him…
The blonde sidekick grabbed her head with his right hand, with his left he grasped his manhood.
"Uh… Ron? What are you- ah…" Kim began to ask, before she felt his member press up against her face… pulsing, hot, and clearly excited.
Without waiting any further, Ron angled his tip and pushed inside her mouth once more. This time, he set a much quicker pace. Spit and drool coated his shaft, leaking down onto her shirt and legs. The constant sounds of Kim moaning and sucking filled the room.
She kept slobbering all over him, Ron simply pistoning her head over and over, the incredible feeling almost too much to handle. He finally slid her head back, freeing his manhood from her mouth.
Kim breathed heavily, a smile on her face. Her tongue dangled limply from the side of her mouth, the teen taking in as much air as she could. More saliva kept running down over Kim's lips, her hair an absolute mess, her blindfold barely on.
The blonde teen grabbed the side of her blindfold, pulling it off completely. He stared into the green orbs that gazed at him, half-lidded. He grabbed her head, repositioning her closer to his manhood once more. There was no way to deny reality anymore.
…
She stared at 'him' for a few seconds, her eyes darting up to meet Ron's own. "I-Is this… my… h-hint?" she managed to ask, a sultry smile on her face.
Ron's teeth clenched hard, he pushed himself back into her soft lips and started to pump into her poor body. The blonde slid in and out without restraint, hearing (and feeling) her sucking even harder than before.
'Shit! Fuck! Why does this- fuck!' he wanted to scream, his hands manipulating her as if she was his toy.
The blonde boy kept pumping for a few more minutes, before his peak finally arrived. With a few, final grunts he increased his pace even further as he came.
Kim's eyes nearly rolled back, sensing him grow inside of her mouth. She felt his essence slide down her throat, swallowing greedily. Kim never even noticed that her hands were wrapped FIRMLY around Ron's thighs, pinning him in place.
As soon as he'd finished the blonde sidekick stepped back, staring at a disheveled Kim. She could barely hold herself upright, her mouth still open, panting like an animal.
"K-KP? Are… are you okay?" he asked.
His redheaded childhood friend stared at him with lidded eyes. "N-never been better. But, I-I can't eat any… more… I'm full…" she declared- with a slow, sensual lick of her wet lips.
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Chapter uploaded on april 1st.