The First Time

by it'sthemayor

Who knows where they go post-graduation? But KP has decided to lose her virginity to her first love, Ron. KP/Ron. Set after senior Prom. Tasteful rated hard M for sexual scenes and occasional swears. Rated Hard M for detailed sexual scenes and occasional swears. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. Enjoy. If not within the guidelines, please remove.

A/N: First time writing on here, although I may have dabbled a long time ago. Trying to get back into my writing hobby one way or another. Been watching Kim Possible lately for nostalgia. I'm almost finished with it, so graduation details may be fuzzy. Rated Hard M for detailed sexual scenes and occasional swears. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. Enjoy. If not within the guidelines, please remove.

Description: Who knows where they go post-graduation? But KP has decided to lose her virginity to her first love, Ron. KP/Ron. Set after senior Prom. Tasteful rated hard M for sexual scenes and occasional swears. Rated Hard M for detailed sexual scenes and occasional swears. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. Enjoy. If not within the guidelines, please remove.

The night was here. The two had practically taken the whole week off just to ensure they had enough energy for this kind of night. It was Senior Prom, a date Kim had decided on herself. The two had a fun time going to Bueno Nacho beforehand with Monique and some others, then off to the party that was Prom, held traditionally in the school gym. The two snuck out a little early, and had no intentions of attending the late night/early morning afterparty. As many duties as Kim had throughout her high school career, she managed to keep herself out of being part of the Prom committee. It was surprisingly easier than she thought; Bonnie was more than happy to take over.

In fact – it was Bonnie that gave her the idea. Bonnie was being her normal bully self, but ever since she lost her virginity to Brick before he graduated – her new thing was to torment virgins – especially senior virgins.

"You can brush me off all you want, Kim, but statistically, virginity is lost around the age of sixteen and the odds of it happening drastically drop afterward – and you're how old again?" Bonnie continued their debate.

"Eight…eighteen." Kim hesitated. Kim was flabbergasted that Bonnie had even managed to squeeze out this information from her. Bonnie's chosen college major of Law would fit her well.

"Kim, everyone else on the squad has lost their virginity – a key transition into adulthood. How are you going to go to college having never experienced the very thing that makes the world go 'round?" Bonnie closed her locker as the majority of the squad was changing after practice.

"I've been busy! Besides, it's not that big of a deal…" Kim tapered on, looking to her squad for support.

"Sorry Kim," Tara said. Kim was shocked. Her whole squad was against her on this? "You know I admire you and would normally look to you for advice on things…" Bonnie snickered. "but I'm with Bonnie on this. It's hard to argue with statistics. After I did it – everything was different. I'm not saying it will be great, but it puts things in perspective. Virgin me was a little kid – totally not ready for college and college sex. It will open your eyes to the adult world."

"I don't believe this!" Kim said.

"Believe it, Kim. You're the only one left behind. If you think I give you a hard time, imagine what a sorority sister would do to you if they knew. And they will know. Once you have it, you'll find that virgins have a certain…stench."

Most of the squad had already exited the locker room. The trio were the only ones left. "Kim," said Tara. "I'm not siding with Bonnie just to do it. I'm not going to judge you one way or another, just…think about it Kim."

"Too bad she has the biggest virgin boyfriend of them all." Bonnie laughed. "It's going to be a clusterfuck, pun intended. Two virgins is hysterical. They probably couldn't even figure it out." Bonnie left the locker room, chuckling to herself.

Kim shot Tara an 'I still can't believe you' look. "Kim, I think two virgins losing it together – high school sweethearts, best friends forever – it's actually really sweet. Don't listen to Bonnie on that." Kim still had a look of concern. "I know we're not that close, but maybe talk to someone you're closer to. It's not a decision to take lightly, but definitely think about it, Kim."

"Hey, Monique, thanks for meeting up." said Kim as she entered Monique's room.

"No problem sis. But what's the urgency sitch? And why are we meeting at my place – specifically while my parents are out?" Monique shot her a look.

"I wanted to talk about-" Kim instinctively looked around, as if she was expecting someone, Shego, her brothers, anyone to be lurking. "-sex."

Monique put her hand over her heart dramatically. "Kimberly Anne—"

"Mo!"

"I'm only teasing you, girl. You never talk about this kind of thing. I mean, you barely swear."

"Please don't remind me of the un-adult-like things I do."

"Honey, is Bonnie bothering you about this?"

"She is…"

"And since when do we listen to Bonnie?"

"Normally I wouldn't but," Kim sighed. "I don't know, I've been thinking about it. I hate to say it, but she's right."

"Kim," Monique held up her hand. "That is not a reason to start having sex."

"It just got me thinking about it is all. I'm between college applications and debating taking that offer from the CIA. I'm going to be around a ton of adults and I'll be the only one in the room that doesn't understand what it means to be an adult."

Monique sipped her drink, thinking. Normally she would say it was fine, but she understood where Kim was coming from. Virginity was scarce after a certain age. "It doesn't make you an adult, but I see what you mean. I feel you, girl. But you have to ask yourself – are you, Kim Possible, ready?"

"I am." Kim said confidently. "It's not that I don't think about it. Just between school, college applications, being cheer captain, working, missions, working out, everything; I just haven't had the time or energy. It just hasn't happened. But I don't want that to continue."

"I believe that you're ready, Kim."

"I mean I barely get to do it myself-! Wait, you do?"

Monique nodded. "Look, losing it doesn't have to be perfect, anyway. And it won't be. That's the first thing you need to be okay with."

Kim twiddled her fingers shyly. "That's kind of why I came to you. Not that I think you're a whor-expert or anything but…help?"

Monique thought about it. "I mean I've only done it a few times myself, Kim. But sure, shoot girl. What do you got?"

"Well uh…does it hurt?"

"It probably will the first time and even after that for a few times. You gotta be in the mood, warm up, and lubrication is key. There is no shame in using it – especially for your first time."

Kim took mental notes. "I've literally saved the world – but sex feels like a whole different beast. Ugh! I'm so nervous even talking about it!"

"It's intimidating the first time. But hey – you'll be with Ron! You two love each other and honestly- it's so sweet the idea of you two losing it together. He won't know what he's doing either." Monique paused. "Have you talked to him about this?"

Kim sighed. "No. Honestly we barely make-out with how little time alone we have that isn't on missions or at Bueno Nacho. And he never tries to make a move. Every time we kind of talk about it, he gets all weird."

"Maybe he's weird about it because you are. You said it yourself, you don't talk about it." Monique sipped her drink. "Communication is key – and it will only bring you two closer and make things better. Sex is awkward, but the more comfortable you are with someone – the better it is."

"What if he…doesn't want to? I mean think about it. He's such a goofball. Or maybe he doesn't want to do it with me."

Monique snapped. "Kim, hunny, look at me." Kim looked. "He thinks about it all. the. time."

"D-Did he tell you something?"

"Ew, no. And he doesn't have to. He's a teenage boy and you're his hot A-F teenage girlfriend. He may be a goofball but you're the one always telling me – he's more than what he looks or seems."

Kim thought about it. Was Ron thinking about her that way? All the time? Had he…masturbated? To the thought of them –

"Girl! I promise you he has jacked off to the thought of pulling that red hair and taking you to pound-town. He has thought about tearing the clothes off your fit, sweaty body after missions and UNLOADING—"

"Alright, Monique, I get it!"

"Something you needed to hear Kim. That boy is a sexual savage thinking about it twenty-four-seven. How that boy has managed to be this patient and polite I have no idea. You got yourself a good one, girl. But I would suggest talking to him first. Make a plan – there's no shame in planning it."

Kim and Monique continued to chat, Kim asking questions and pondering, making plans. Monique at some point and thought to herself. "Oh snap, I've got to talk to that boy!"

Ron anxiously drove them to their destination. Normally he didn't mind Kim driving them around, but he wanted to surprise her. Besides, he had to lead to way tonight.

"Ron," said Kim, "will you just tell me where we're going already? Why are we in Upperton?"

Ron made an exit off the highway. "Alright, I wanted somewhere nice, but not too far for us." He pulled into a very nice hotel. "Tah-dah!"

"Wow, Ron!" Kim smiled as they exited the car, Ron rushing to open her door. "You didn't have to spend like this."

"I did, though." Ron rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, actually I didn't – but it was my idea!"

"Called in a favor?" Kim looked at him.

"Hey, you're not the only one." He grabbed her hand as they walked into the hotel. They got some looks – as they were two teenagers at a hotel in prom attire. Kim felt the nerves kicking in. The judgmental looks were not helping. "Room for Stoppable, please." Ron told the clerk.

The clerk gathered the room keys and told him the room number. Kim couldn't even hear the number as she was so nervous; she held her arm, looked down and around. She kept thinking about what was about to happen between them. She glanced at Ron. How was he so calm? She was the one always driving them on missions right in the face of world-ending danger, and she was the nervous one. He took her hand and smiled. He lead her to the elevator. The elevator was glass, see-through. They slowly rose to the top. The hotel was quiet; they were pretty late for check-in, even for a Saturday night.

Ron pushed the button to the elevator, trying to hide his shaking, sweating hands by quickly pressing their floor. Thankfully, he didn't miss. He turned to Kim, who hadn't noticed a thing but the pattern of the carpet of the elevator. Ron smiled softly and kissed her. He gave her a hug.

"It's okay, Kim." He told her. "Are you unsure if you want to do this? We don't have to, you know. It won't hurt my feelings. We can stop anytime you want. We can stop right now—"

Kim stopped him with a kiss. She no longer cared about the possibility of spiffy waiters and bellhops seeing them as the apparent slowest elevator in the world even with no stops rose to the top. He was saying everything she needed to hear. "I want this. And I want this with you. I'm just really nervous and I don't know why."

Ron noticed her shaking, sweating hands and put them in his own. Monique had warned him about this. He had to stay strong, no goofiness. Or at least to a minimum and when the time was right. It was her body that was going to be entered. A new sensation, an intrusion. Plus Ron knew she was a virgin so her worry wasn't about hiding it or pretending she wasn't.

But he was nervous too. Just in a different way.

What if she didn't like his body? Sure, she had seen a lot of it, him having a tendency to lose his clothes. But this was different. He had seen her mid-drift, seen her in shorts and a tank top, but never…her breasts. And in all the years of knowing each other-she had never seen his penis. He had gained some shape via football and finally making healthier choices-even at Bueno Nacho. But he was still pretty scrawny. And what if she discovered she didn't like that leering over her, taking her – like a man.

What if he finished too quickly? That was another worry. What if the night ended before it even got started? Monique had given him some pointers when he panicked and blurted out this concern to her. But that was from a girl's perspective. So he did what he thought any guy would do, jack off as much as he could all week, including right before he picked her up for the prom. He knew Kim would forgive him, but he really didn't want it to happen. This wasn't failing a mission where they could always get the bad guy later. How embarrassing would it be if he finished and she didn't even get to start? And if he couldn't recharge…or get it up in the first place…

He tried to stay positive and refocus. This was a good thing. A fun thing. A great thing. He was about to have sex with his fellow-virgin. His super-hot girlfriend whom he's known forever. Who better to do this with? It was a beautiful thing. Sure it would change everything between them. But for the better, right?

After the world's slowest elevator finally reached the top and opened, he did something that shocked Kim. He picked her up, bridal style. And only had to exhale harshly twice to do it.

"Oh, Ron!" Kim giggled in delight. "You're too much."

"No, you deserve this." Ron said quickly as he tried not to struggle to get them to their room. She put her head into his chest.

He had to put her down to get into their room. He opened the door and let her in first. There was a trail of rose petals leading to the bed. The bed had heart-shaped rose pedals laid out on the fancy white and gold-laced sheets. At least the bed wasn't heart-shaped.

"Oh, Ron…"

"Too much?" Kim gave him an awkward smile and held her arm again. "No pressure to marry me or anything, it's just the package they had." He drummed his fingers and chucked awkwardly.

"It's really thoughtful, Ron."

He held her hands. "I want this to be good for you." He kissed her.

"For us."

They kissed more passionately, slowly. Kim sat on the bed on Ron followed on top. He placed his hand on her lower back, on her hips. They made out, both wondering when and how to start. Ron was told by Monique to take their time, but ultimately, he was probably going to have to lead.

He took off his suit jacket and tie. He sat up above her. The skirt of her dress had risen up a bit. He ran his hand along her thigh, reaching just under the hem. He stopped and began unbuttoning his shirt. Which seemed to take an eternity. Why so many buttons?! He finally flailed out of his dress shirt, then was the undershirt. He rushed to take it off – why so many layers?!

Finally he was shirtless. Kim had seen him shirtless plenty but had never been so close to him while he was. She reached up to touch him, on his chest and stomach. She had never just stopped and touched him. He smiled as he kissed her lips, then her neck. She creeped her hands around him, feeling the muscles in his back. That faced the ceiling. Because he was on top of her. She was surprisingly fine with this. Usually when people were on top of her it was during combat-and it meant she had to do something to get them off. But he gave her a little space and posed no threat. He felt smooth, yet firm. And warm. A man was on top of her. Her man, Ron.

He kissed her exposed chest. He pressed his forehead just above and between her breasts. He undid his belt, then his pants. He didn't want to break away but had to get his pants off. To Kim's surprise, he wasn't using his usual boxers.

"Oh, and honey," Monique told him. "Lose the boxers. So not hot."

"W-well what do I wear?!" he asked. "Boxers is all I own."

"Something more…flattering."

"L-like what?" he asked, genuinely perplexed.

Monique rubbed her forehead. "I'm really about to take my best girl's boyfriend underwear shopping, aren't I?" Ron shrugged and giggled nervously.

He wore nice-fitting briefs that gave him a nice bulge. He had dreaded switching from boxers. But he had to admit, these were probably more practical, and they weren't half bad. And if girls liked it, so be it. He instinctively rubbed his bulge and pulled at the ends of the briefs. He started to get back into position but Kim sat up. She kissed him and felt up his body. Her hand hovered above his bulge, pulling away and back in again. He gently grabbed her hand and guided it to the print. She paused, then slowly moved her hand back and forth. He was getting hard but it was too early, he told himself. She began to almost inspect the bulge, trying to visualize his dick before seeing it. It's real, he has one…and it's BIG.

She got more nervous but Ron was too focused. He eyed the straps of her dress. He rubbed her neck. "Can I take this off?"

Kim realized that he was almost naked and she was still fully dressed. Little did she know Ron did this on purpose – another tip from Monique to make her more comfortable. The two worked together to lower the top portion of the dress. He had only seen her in her bra after barging in once or twice, only to quickly exit with a "Sorry KP!" covering his eyes. He had touched her breasts, but only briefly over the bra, under the shirt.

Gosh, she already looked great. Ron couldn't help but stare. Before he knew it she was taking off the bra and there they were – her smooth, bare tits for the first time. It was really happening. There were so many things he wanted to do to her. For a moment, he let instincts take over. He practically tackled her back onto the bed he kissed and suckled on one breast while he gently cupped the other. No teeth, and be gentle, they're more sensitive than you think, he remembered. He gave her a wild, sloppy kiss to her face and neck then down the front of her body. He pulled the dress the rest of the way down and off. He grabbed her side and bare ass. She was just in her panties now. He slipped his hands under them, then grabbed her skin. He had been activated now. He was hard. And maybe it was the mystical monkey power or something, but Kim swore something in his eyes looked different. Like an animal ready to devour. She loved his touch but got a little nervous. His face was buried in the space above her panties. She gently grabbed his hair.

He wanted to rip her panties off and devour her. The nice-guy boyfriend in him told him to give her oral pleasure first (yet another suggestion). But he was too close and had gone too feral. He sat up and spread Kim's legs. Which startled her a little, but they were both still wearing underwear. He wanted to plow her but knew he couldn't. It would hurt her, the way he wanted to drive into her. Instead he humped her rubbing his bulge hard into her. For a moment he was selfish, just humping away. Switching between plowing deeper into her and rapidly rubbing.

Although he had stopped paying attention to her reactions, Kim was actually enjoying herself. "Wow, he really has wanted this. I never knew he was such…a man."

"Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum. But don't hurt her—"

"Ron!" she had apparently been calling him. Oh no, was she not enjoying this? He looked at her. "I think I'm ready."

He slid her panties off, something he had dreamed of doing for ages. She helped him with his briefs. His dick was stiff, filled with blood. Kim took curiosity to it again and rubbed it again. She felt his balls, his shaft, his head. But then she thought, "God, how did Monique know? He's so big!" It was always the scrawny nerdy/geeky ones, she had told Kim. But she wasn't too excited. Instead, she got scared again. This was going to hurt. And the way he was humping her earlier? This was going to hurt. But she had to take it. It had to happen. Call it a right of passage. She was Kim Possible, if she could be punched square in the face with one of Shego's fisted blasts, she could do anything. Including this.

She didn't know why but she felt the sudden need to please him. She had watched porn, this was the first thing, right? She got on her elbows, took one last look, and took him into her mouth. She kissed his parts and ran her tongue along him before starting to suck.

Ron made a rather loud grunt. To Kim's surprise, it wasn't much of a moan. But it wasn't like he had been hit be Shego either. It was a rather new sound from him, as many goofy sounds as he made on the regular.

"KP…Kim I," he pushed out. "Kim!" Kim thought he was enjoying himself, and he definitely was, but he knew what he had to do. "Stop…" he whispered, practically pushing and choking on the words. He didn't really want her to.

Kim was shocked. She hadn't expected him to be the one to say that. She of course stopped. "I-I'm sorry. Is something wrong?"

Ron laced his fingers in her hair. He did not expect her to do that. And he couldn't handle it. "I-I…I'm gonna cum. If you keep…" he looked up, trying to refocus. "Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum. This ceiling pattern is something…"

Ah, that made more sense. Kim laid back down. He was so thoughtful. As much as she wanted this done tonight, she knew it was a possibility that he would arrive early, and she would be flattered. Besides, he could always recharge. But now that they stopped, she figured they might as well get it in.

"I'm ready, Ron. Ron, now." She laid down just to sit up again. "Wait, condom."

He looked down from the ceiling. His girl was sitting up, waiting for him. He practically fell off the bed to retrieve the condom from the pocket of his pants. He hastily put it on. He placed himself between her legs as she laid down, attempting to relax herself. He tried to go in but couldn't.

"Lower." She told him. How embarrassing, he couldn't even find the entrance. She talked him through it. "Babe – right there. Now go in, slow." He did as he was told. Do not plow into her, do not plow into her…He pushed the head through. Kim winced a bit. He went a little further, a little further. She clawed at his back in discomfort/pain.

"Ah!" he couldn't help but squeal.

"It's fine, don't stop." He looked at her, uncertain. "Keep going." She told him. It had to be done, right. She groaned again in pain, closing her eyes. He felt her getting tighter, but he didn't enjoy this kind of tightness. "Just do it!"

He slowly pushed the rest of him into her. She muffled her own scream. "That's it, that's it," he told her. He kissed her forehead. "That's it, I'm all the way inside you. Oh, this is so nice, Kim. I love you. You're so beautiful, Kim. Oh, this is nice…relax, baby." Oh shit, I forgot the lube! Kim hugged him, bringing him closer, accepting him in her. She exhaled stressfully. He closed his eyes and kissed her cheek. Her eyes were still crammed shut. "Take your time, take your time." He told her. After a moment he asked. "What do you want me to do? Do you want me to pull out?"

"No!" she said, scared he would pull out too quick, like ripping off duct tape from the skin.

"It's ok, I'll be slow." Another tip from Monique – do everything slow, including pulling out! "Do you want me to move, thrust?"

Kim exhaled and nodded. He should have asked if she was sure but couldn't help himself. He grinded against her, kissing her neck. Suddenly, she could relax a little. She let herself be in the moment. She was having sex with her love, who had been so gentle and kind. They were naked together, skin on skin. She knew what it felt like now, to have him inside her. Even if it hurt, a lot.

She grabbed him harder as he did short little thrusts. Then he tightened up, pushing hard into her like he was trying to push himself out. A few short bursts, then a strong push. He moaned, a sound Kim had never heard from him. He came.

"Ah," he moaned. "Ah, I'm sorry, Kim." He sounded so disappointed.

Kim was actually kind of glad it was over. It hurt more than it pleasured. "It's okay, it's okay. Just pull out slow."

He did as he was told. She cried in pain. He pulled himself all the way out and reassured her. The condom was suddenly making him very uncomfortable. He went to the bathroom to take care of it, then hastily went back to the bed to check on Kim.

She laid her arm across her forehead, eyes squeezed shut. She was crying quietly. It broke Ron's heart. "Oh, no." he thought. "It wasn't good. I messed up…Idiot! I can't believe I messed this up!" He had only seen her cry a few times, most of them being when they were really little. Nowadays it took a lot, so he thought. He had to make it better. He scrambled into the bed and held her. "Hey, it's okay, Kim. It's okay. I'm sorry." He rested and let her pull herself together for a moment before he suddenly had an idea. "I-I can make this better!" Kim said nothing but looked confused. He shimmied himself down to her waist. He spread her legs and wrapped them around his head. Hid kissed her front and began to lick.

"Ron, no, ah-" Kim said. He sighed. It was too late. He messed it up. She didn't want him like that. "Ron, it's ok it's just all…sore…down there."

"Oh," he said as he laid down next to her. "Oh, I'm so sorry Kim. I just really wanted this to be great for you. And I messed it up."

"No, Ron. Ron, you were perfect." She put her hand on his chest as he held her. "I'm just in pain…and a little emotional. But I'm fine."

"How do you feel?" Ron said after a moment, unsure what to do or say.

Kim sighed and nodded. "I'm okay. You're just really big and I was too nervous."

"REALLY big?! Nice." Ron thought to himself. He kind of always knew he was on the bigger side, but it was nice to hear. He rubbed her shoulder. "I-I forgot about the lube."

"Oh," Kim laughed. "yeah, I guess we did. I don't know how much it would have helped."

"Aw, man I wanted you to cum…"

Kim smiled. "That's okay, I wasn't expecting to." Ron gave her a look. "I just mean with it being the first time and all." Honestly, it was nice he was talking to her afterward. Monique had told her there wasn't usually much talking after, but she had only done it with guys she didn't really love. Ron leaned his head into her shoulder and whined. She kissed his head. "Really, Ron, you were wonderful. I love you."

Bonnie was right. Well, they were all right. Sex changed everything. But for the most part, it was good. Kim had gushed everything to Monique, and Monique couldn't be happier for them. She was also so proud of Ron, as weird as it sounded coming out of her mouth. Kim didn't tell anyone else. The team hadn't brought it up again, and even if they did, she would only brush it off. It wasn't anyone's business but their own. It made them closer. Talking about things still had a hint of awkwardness, but they could at least talk about it now.

The world had changed. They became more aware of how much sex was in everyone's everyday life. Kim started viewing people just a little differently. She let herself relax and wanted it more. She could pleasure herself better.

They laid down on Kim's bed. Ron was tossing a ball up at the ceiling and catching it, occasionally it would fall and hit his face. But he would start again.

"Ron," Kim said. "I've been thinking."

Ron's ball fell and hit him in the eye. "Ow! Oh yeah? What about? Wait-something good or something bad?"

"Poor Ron, he really worries that I'm going to leave him like I'm so out of his league all the time." "Good. Actually, I was thinking about sex again."

If Ron had been drinking water he would have choked on it. They talked about things a little after it first happened, but they had not discussed doing it again. It had been two weeks since prom night. Kim hadn't pushed the issue until now. Ron was starting to worry. "Oh? You mean like, doing it…again? With me?"

Kim smiled and blushed. "Yeah I just, I don't know, I don't know how to go about it again."

Ron kissed her. "All you have to do is ask. Now? Are you feeling better?"

"I'm not sore anymore. I'm still a little scared it's going to hurt again-but it has to happen and eventually it won't hurt anymore. And I want it to feel good."

"Yeah, but," Ron felt concerned. It wasn't the way he wanted her to look at it. "I mean, do you want it though?" Kim nodded, shyly, chewing her thumb. "I tell you what. Lay down, my lady."

Kim laid down, not sure where he was going with this. They started making out. Ron started running his hands up and down her body, reaching under her clothes. He softly caressed her breasts just over her bra. He lifted her shirt but trailed himself downward. He undid her pants and pulled them down. He kissed all around her panties. Kim had a notion of what he was doing and felt relaxed. He peeled her panties off and put his head between her legs. Her athletic thighs wrapped around his head was a nice feeling. He kissed her front and went in. Almost as soon as he gave her the first lick Kim moaned in almost surprise. She didn't know it would feel that good. The texture of his tongue on her…oh my god. No pain…this is just pure…ohhhhh.

Ron couldn't help but smile as Kim moaned quietly. She clenched, but in pleasure this time. He felt like he could be there for hours. He wasn't sure what to expect in terms of how it tasted, as he was done asking for Monique's advice after the clit conversation. Besides, not like Monique would know. But it wasn't so much about the taste. He just enjoyed being down there, feeling her tremble. He occasionally glanced up, watching her arch up and close her eyes but seem almost as if she were staring through the headboard. He felt himself get hard as she pulled her shirt up, giving him a good view. She ran her fingers through his hair, then raised them up to brace the headboard. She straightened and flexed her legs as he found the clit. He flicked and rubbed his tongue rapidly over.

"Right there, oh Ron, don't stop! Don't-Mmmm" He kept his pace as she came. Kim felt herself squeeze and release. She breathed rapidly as he stopped and came up to lay down next to her.

"Huh, I guess we both cum quick."

Kim grabbed a pillow and hit him with it. She kissed him, no longer wondering whether she should considering where his mouth had just been. "I love you." She told him. It suddenly occurred to her that she wanted to please him.

She undid his pants and felt his bulge. He laid back and placed his hands behind his head. Oh yeah, he wasn't going to protest. Kim rubbed his bulge. There it was again, his dick. It was already getting hard. She pulled down his underwear and pulled it out. She gave him a look, wondering if it was ready or if she should wait for something. Ron nodded, he was already rock hard now.

Part of her though about how weird this was. Prior to their relationship, and even prior to them having sex, his dick didn't exist to her. And there it was all of this sudden. And big. And hard. And ready to greet her. She played with it for a moment before taking it into her mouth. She took in as much as she could, but it was going to take practice before she could "gobble" him, as Monique suggested. She focused on sucking, occasionally kissing his balls and licking his shaft.

Ron let out an exhale and tilted his head back. He relaxed his arms. He rubbed Kim's back and moved her hair out of the way, which somehow only made him harder. He moaned as she bobbed her head up and down. KP, his best friend since pre-K, was giving him a blow job.

She cupped his balls with her hand as she kept going. Ron felt extremely relaxed. He wasn't making much noise until Kim looked up at him. He smiled.

"Good, you're doing so good baby-oohhhhhh Kim I'm gonna," but she didn't stop. Ron was worried at first, assuming she wanted more after this. Instead she started moving a little faster, moaning herself. "Ohhhhhh…oh!" he ejaculated, feeling his balls squeeze out his juice through his dick suddenly and rapidly.

Suddenly Kim started choking. She lifted her head up, headbutting Ron's nose in the process. She held the back of her fist to her mouth and swallowed. She coughed a few hard coughs and stopped. She wasn't sure what to expect taste-wise. She stopped asking Monique question after the "gobble" conversation. But it wasn't so much the taste as it was the texture.

She looked over at Ron, having mostly pulled herself together. He was pulling tissues rapidly form the nightstand, not only for his jizz but for his now bleeding nose.

"Oh, Ron," she coughed. "Oh, Ron I'm so sorry. I'm so embarrassed."

Ron held the tissues to his nose and looked at her. "Worth it."

For a few weeks they had teased each other whenever they were alone. But they had been a little hesitant in doing it again. As much as Ron had re-assured her, Kim was still embarrassed from hitting his nose. Plus, they had both been busy with school, especially finals and prepping for graduation.

Graduation finally arrived, with the epic showdown they both kind of figured it would be, knowing them and all the crazy adventures they had had. Of course they had to have one final crazy mission to end things with a bang.

As they sailed through the skies, Ron had his feet kicked up and hands behind his head. Kim was driving the flying the car towards some unknown destination. She was still riddled with energy from the events of the day. She looked over at Ron. She let her mind wander, then found herself hyping herself up for what she wanted. She turned the car slightly towards Upperton.

"Hey, KP, ready to head home?" Ron asked non-chalantly. He knew they couldn't be driving in the skies forever.

"Actually, I have an idea."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, I mean, if you're down." Ron tweaked his eyebrow. "I don't know about you, but I'm still amped. And…I want to try again."

"Try again-try, try what? Oh!" he put his feet down off the dash. "That? Now?"

"I mean, we don't have to—"

"Lady, if I ever say no to that, get me checked out." Kim giggled. "Seriously, Draken would have to hit me with uh…an anti-horny gun or something. Feed me a sad, grey pill, if you will."

Ron became jittery, he wasn't even really thinking about it all day, considering the ordeal they had just been through. But now he could feel himself wake up again, getting exited as if he were a young boy going to six flags. Focus, Stoppable. Get in the mood. This is serious. Seriously fun. Oh, this was going to feel so good. Maybe Kim would feel good this time, too. How badly he wanted to properly fuck her, having her bounce up down his dick, him drive into her again and again, moaning and –

"Ron. Ron!" Kim called, snapping out of his drooling state. She giggled. "Help me get in the mood."

"Uh, how? I was just visualizing? You could do that to."

"Oh really? Well, tell me about it."

"Ah, wha…"

"Talk dirty to me."

"Oh, oh-kay." He gulped. His fantasies were sure to startle her. He had to tone it down at least a little. And where to start? "Well, I definitely want to see you naked again." Kim blushed. "You have an amazing body, KP." He made a purring sound like a cat.

"Really? You don't think it's too…" Ron was surprised. It wasn't like her to feel self-conscious, at least, he didn't think this in particular was a nerve. "Muscle-ly? Buff?"

"What? No. Why would I think that? KP do you know me at all? You've always been athletic, if I didn't like it well, I wouldn't…be here?" Kim frowned. "I-I mean. I like the other stuff too but like…I'm just confused, where is this coming from? Wait, is this some bologna Bonnie put in your head? Cause you know, that Bonnie is…bologna. Blech." He stuck his tongue out.

"Actually, it was Josh."

Ron paused. "WHAT?! Is that what happened with him?!" Kim felt herself get smaller as she kept her hand on the steering wheel. She wasn't tearing up, but it definitely wasn't a good memory. Ron always wondered why she wouldn't say much about it, but for the most part, he assumed they broke up amicably. "Kim, if he doesn't want to see your toned bare back, pulling that red hair, pumping his babies into you—that's a boy, not a man." Kim's ears perked up. She glanced at him, only since she had to keep her eye on the skies. Ron chuckled nervously. "Too much?"

Kim smiled. "No," she blushed. "I just didn't know you thought about that kind of thing."

"Which part?"

"I think you know which part."

"Oh well," he drummed his fingers. "I-I mean it's not like I want kids now, it's just a guy thing, I guess. It's primal."

"Oh, girls think about it too." Kim assured. She almost wished the flight were a little longer as they passed the 'Welcome to Upperton' sign. She kind of enjoyed watching Ron squirm in his seat.

"Really?"

"Really. Continue."

"Well," he went back to visualizing. Maybe it was the mystical money power, maybe it was just young man hormones. Something changed in him. He turned to face Kim. He leaned into her ear. "I want to bend you over and blow your back out. I want to cum deep inside you, spilling all of my seed inside you. I want to smack and squeeze that toned ass while I'm pumping inside you." Kim smiled. They were almost there. She liked this new side of him. She didn't need to be on top, in the driver's seat all the time. "I want to bounce you up and down on my dick." He was just listing it off now. "I want to do you against a wall. I want to make you scream and make your legs shake."

"We're here."

Kim lowered and parked the car. She fought the urge to run to the concierge. They checked in to whatever room was available. They each fidgeted as they waiting for the clerk to ready the keys. They thanked the clerk as they took the keys and scurried off. They wandered throughout the halls, rushing to find their room. Once they found it, Ron kissed her as they went in.

He shut the door behind them and leaned her against the wall. They immediately peeled their shirts up and off. Ron lifted Kim's leg to wrap around him. He pressed into her, kissing her hotly. Ron fiddled with the bra before Kim had to help him out. But they had no time for embarrassment. Kim threw the bra to the side and jumped around his waist. Ron loved seeing her titties again. He carried her to the bed and laid her down. He leaned over her, deciding to rub her through her pants. Still they kissed as he pleased her. He grabbed her by her pants to lay her down further, then pulled her pants of. Her panties rolled down with it. It was like they really were running out of time, but in reality, they had all night.

Ron continued to pull her pants off as if he were pulling hose. He pulled her panties off and licked her bare leg. He looked at her with something fierce in his eye. He pinned her legs to the side, keeping one knee up. He licked and kissed his way up and down her body. Yes, this was another position he wanted. But first, he needed to rid of his pants. As he hastily undid his belt and pulled his pants and underwear down and over his raging boner.

Now she was having fun. Kim rolled over onto her knees, spread them, and poked her ass high in the air for him. Ron grit his teeth and nearly growled as he put the condom on. "Wait, lube! Sure, now I remember." He stomped over to Kim's purse and practically poured out the contents to find the lubricant. He placed it all around his erect dick, pleasing himself a little as he did so. He wasn't sure how to apply it to her, or even if he was supposed to. He put a glob of the lube on the tip of his dick and rubbed it up and down against her labia.

Kim bent her head down and grabbed the sheets. "Oh, Ron.." she could feel herself getting embarrassingly wet.

"Don'tcumdon'tcumdon'tcum." Ron re-focused. "Find the hole, dummy."

He slowly moved the head around until he was sure he found the opening. He slowly filled himself inside. "Oh!" Kim exclaimed.

"Don'thurtherdon'thurther." "You okay, Kim?"

"Mmm, yes….ahhhh yes." She felt him totally inside her. It was surprisingly much easier this time. Perhaps because she didn't have much time to be anxious about it. She barely had a moment to appreciate that even though things were intense, he still checked in on her. She looked back and saw he was making a face. She wasn't sure if he was holding back cumming or holding back on going primal monkey on her. "Go, Ron. Mm fuck me."

He held his breath and slowly released. Kim pretty much never swore. And he didn't really care for it. But this was so hot. He started just going in deep, then slow strokes. He gathered her hair and gave it a light pull. He gave it a few short strokes. Once he knew she could handle it, he started pumping. He let go of her hair to grab her hips. Now they were fucking. It felt so amazing and so right. Kim loved that Ron was doing her this way. She moaned and occasionally 'ah'd. Kim grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it while she moaned. Ron slapped her ass and grabbed it. He picked up the pace as she moaned in pace with his pumping.

If he let his mind wander a little differently, Ron could cum at any moment. But there were too many things he wanted to do to her first. He stayed focused. He repositioned his girlfriend into the position they were in before he took his pants off. He folded one of her legs over while she and her tits faced the ceiling. He went back inside with short strokes. He leaned down close and they kissed. This was his girl. He was so deep and pleasing her. Kim flexed the leg back over his head, placing his head between her legs. He wrapped his arms around her legs and folded her over, digging in deep. He spread her legs to go good old fashioned missionary. He hoped he wasn't switching things up too quickly. There was just so much he wanted to do to her.

They kissed as Ron moved in and out rapidly. Ron started slower, more sudden pushes. Kim wasn't sure if this was the end or not, but she wanted one more thing. "Ron, stop for a sec."

Ron was utterly confused but knew he must obey. "Okay?" He was asking her.

She detached from him and sat up. She pushed Ron to sit back on his knees. His dick still sat straight up in the air. Kim sat all the way up to her knees. She placed her hands on his shoulders as she sat herself on his dick. Gosh, how it went in so easily now. She draped her arms loosely around him. There were those nice titties again, now in his face, still bare. Ron couldn't get himself to balance enough to play with her tits. Kim began to find a rhythm, bouncing up and down on his dick. She pleasured herself bobbing up and down. She moaned and he enjoyed all the sensations. Her walls rubbing along his member, her tits bouncing up and down, and the moans that escaped her. She was doing such a good job pleasing herself. God, he loved her. He could feel her tighten up. He was close.

"Uh, Kim? Kim I'm gonna—ahhh," He tried to hold back.

Kim held his shoulders. "Do it, Ron. Oh, god—oh!"

Kim squeezed and moaned tightly. She stopped bouncing. Ron grabbed her to pull her in. He came hard. If she wasn't there he would have sprayed the room. If it weren't for the condom his would have coated her walls. In essence, he came everywhere. Well, in the condom.

He looked past her as they stood still for moment, breathing heavily. He suddenly added a new item to his want-to-do-to-her list. He wanted to do her without a condom. Not just for the sensation, but to feel himself fill her up with his cum. To put his babies in her.

"Oh, my God." Kim exhaled sharply, as if it were a surprisingly tough workout. "Ooh, wow."

Ron snapped out of his daydream. They needed to part but he wanted to know first. "Did you uhhhh—d-did you cum?" he asked shyly.

Kim looked down and ran her fingers through his hair gently. "Yes, Ron," she said in almost disbelief. "That is what that was."

"We…we came together?"

"Mhm." As much as she didn't want to part, she figured they needed to. Surely he was going flaccid.

"Wow." He said in bewilderment, astonished at how he managed to achieve that.

He had made a mess that was mostly controlled by the condom. He excused himself to the bathroom. A few minutes later she knocked and entered. Ron had just finished washing his face. It had been intense. He felt different this time. Like he was a real man now. Kim turned on the shower.

"I'm a little sore, but, uhhh…care to join me?"

Ron turned to her. "I hurt you?"

"Relax, Ron it's to be expected. I think the adrenalin is wearing off. I took some ibuprofen. I'll be fine."

"Okay." He said. He joined her in the shower. He felt so adult. He helped her wash up, even lathering her luscious red locks, watched suds run down her glistening wet body. He massaged her breasts from behind as they spooned with the water running over them. Someone once told him shower sex wasn't all that. But this wasn't even sex, it was just pure intimacy. He had a grown woman, her naked body against his, all wet. It was everything he wanted and more. They had cum together. He laced his hands in hers. He loved her. She loved him.

A/N: I hope you've enjoyed this so far. The writing bug is biting hard right now, I'm writing this in one evening, pretty much straight through. I thought it was going to stop a little earlier than this. Not sure if I want to keep going with this particular story.