Everhere Everthere The Drs. Possible are out for the evening, and Kim and Ron are all alone. What will they do with their new found freetime? Rated M for adult themes Rated: They had the popcorn all popped, the movie was playing, and the two young people were as snug as two people in love could be. As they sat there, Ron's arm around her and Kim with her head on his shoulder, they were the picture of relaxation. Relaxation, however, was the furthest thing from Ron Stoppable's mind.
This was no ordinary Friday, you see. This Friday had put Ron Stoppable in a situation that usually only existed in the twisted perverse minds of the teenage male. It just so happened that that previous Monday, Anne Possible had been invited to a training session in Denver to learn all the new tricks of the trade in the brain surgeon business. It would give Mrs. Possible the chance to learn surprising new advances in their technology and maybe even contribute some ideas of her own. James Timothy Possible that meant only one thing: Rockets, Rockets, and more Rockets.
To the two youngest members of the Possible family, Jim and Tim, it meant a broad new spectrum of inspiration into their crazy, death-defying, inventions. Incidentally, what proved to be a dream vacation for the rest of the family was a less than desirable outing for Kim.
She loved her family dearly but the idea of spending three days with, rockets, tweeb experiments, and exposed brain stems made her shudder. It was for this reason that she opted to sit this vacation out and for her family to have a good time without her.
The doctors Possible were a little reluctant with this idea at first as most parents would be but they eventually came to the conclusion that their daughter was, indeed, growing up and if she was able to save the planet from global devastation on a daily basis then surely she was responsible enough to be on her own for one weekend.
So the doctors Possible relinquished the control of their home over to Kim earlier that morning…on one condition. That condition being that, under no circumstances, was Ron Stoppable Kim's boyfriend for the past nine months and counting being allowed inside the house in their absence. It wasn't that the Possible's didn't like Ron.
Oh lord no, far from it. They adored the young boy like a surrogate son and they couldn't think of anyone else they would rather have dating their teenage daughter. However, the Possible parents were young once and they knew what a dangerous force the powers of temptation could be, so before they left that morning, they had made Kim promise them that Ron would not be alone in their home unsupervised.
After Kim had promised them that Ron would come nowhere near the house in their absence, the Possible clan minus Kim loaded up their SUV and headed out of the garage and out of sight. As Kim watched her family head around the corner a familiar little phrase danced through her head, singing it out in an impish sort of voice: What daddy don't know, won't hurt him.
So you now can successfully imagine the state of mind young Mr. Stoppable was in after Kim had informed him her parents were out of town. Here he was, snuggled up next to the most beautiful girl on the planet and they currently had an entire house to themselves. Even Ron's usual, hairless, companion, Rufus, was absent.
Now Ron, an orthodox Jew, was of course taught against the type of acts that was currently coursing through his mind, but you have to remember that Ron is only human not to mention a male human which only makes his predicament even more understandable and he was no more in control of these thoughts than a human is in control of his or her own heartbeat.
His primal instincts were raging at him like a stampede of elephants all screaming at him to make a move. Go for it, Stoppable! His brain roared at him You want it, she wants it, and there's no one around to stop you, so what in God's name are you waiting for? Truth be told there was nothing more in the world that Ron would rather do that "go for it" but there was something holding him back.
And that something happened to be a red-haired, green-eyed, someone sitting next to him. He loved Kim more than anything on this Earth and he would never dream of doing something that would make her uncomfortable, and he surmised that making sexual advances towards her would pretty top the list of things that would.
So, much to the objection of his raging, hormonal mind, Ron told himself that he would just watch the movie with Kim as if her family were in the room with them and make everything completely PG rated. Kim, on the other hand, had other things in mind. She snuggled up closer to her boyfriend and put her hand on his stomach. She then started to nuzzle her face into the crook of his neck and began whispering to him. Kim didn't usually do the whole lovey-dovey, cutsie-wootsie, couple talk kind of thing.
He had always assumed she had been too independent for that. Still, she did ask the question and he certainly wasn't going to ignore it especially when she asked it so sexily. Once there she began to gently drag her fingernail across the bare skin of his waist from hip to hip in sweeping motions. Ron was immediately overcome with two feelings. One was immense pleasure at was she was doing with her finger a ways down south and another was immediate concern for what was going on.
As much as he loved what was happening, he still felt the need to his duty as a responsible, caring, boyfriend and at least tell her what she was getting into. Responsibility be damned, there was no way in hell he was going to pass up an opportunity like this. He cupped Kim's head in his hands kissed her full on the mouth, his tongue darting into her mouth like a rocket coincidentally, James T. Their tongues were now in all out, no holds barred, wrestling match with each other, rolling and twisting around each other in a vestibule of spit and passion.
Kim paused the intense make-out session only for a moment to reposition herself on top of Ron so that they were now face to face and genitals to genitals with her legs spread out on either side of him. She then started kissing the nape of his neck so viciously that it was almost like she was biting him. Ron responded to this by gently rubbing her back with his fingertips, going up and down from one tip of her spine to the other.
Kim began slowly kissing up the side of Ron's face until she got to his earlobe, and when she did, she started kissing and blowing into it. Ron's whole body started to tingle when she did this. The feeling was sort of like getting the goose bumps in the sense that it sent this kind of tingly feeling all through his body. It was a kind of feeling that made him feel lighter than air. She gripped her hands tighter around his belt and pushed the left side of her face against his so that she could talk directly into Ron's left ear: He couldn't recall ever being more turned on his life.
He pushed her back away from his ear so that he could face her. He looked into her eyes and, instead of seeing the usual serene pools of green, he saw a monsoon of fire and passion building up in them. They were an emerald storm of love and ecstasy, begging him to take her. Ron stared into her eyes as he answered her: She slammed him into the back of the couch with such a force that his teeth knocked together. She began kissing him like an animal again, while at the same time she started to unfasten his belt.
It was the same belt, as a matter of fact, that she had bought him for their "half-a-versary" to help him with his "pants problem" and now she was trying to get both the belt and his pants off of him as quickly as she could.
Can everyone say "irony? She grabbed the end of the belt and, with one precise fluid motion, pulled it off of him and threw it to the side of the couch. Once that was accomplished she started to go to work on the buttons of his cargo pants.
She pulled them off of him with the same fluid motion as the belt. When she got to Ron's boxer shorts, however, she changed her modus operandi a little bit. She took her time in removing them, slowly bringing them down his legs.
She moved with them so that by the time she had them off of his body she was off the couch and on the floor, her hands resting on his thighs. Ron was now half-naked, his penis standing erect in complete view. It reminded Kim of a soldier at attention it even had a cute little helmet which only added more fuel to the fire. Using his thighs as leverage, she used her hands to hoist her upper body up so that her face was level with Ron's navel.
Once there, she began to kiss and lick the area around his stomach and waist line. She would move her tongue in concentric circles around different spots of his middle and would top off each circle with a heavy kiss.
The feeling of her lips and tongue on his bare flesh was like heaven to him. Each time lip touched flesh it sent a surge of pleasure through his body like an electrical current. His feet and knees began to quiver with ecstasy as his entire body eagerly anticipated what would happen next. She lifted her mouth from Ron's stomach and grasped his penis in her left hand.
She started to caress it gently with her fingertips from the base of the shaft to its tip. She looked up into his face, still frozen in a mask of pleasure. She then lowered her head down until it was level with his penis, and began to rotate the tip around the outline of her lips.
Once again, a wave of pleasure surged through Ron's body as she continued to use his penis as if though it were a tube of Chap Stick. He looked down into her fiery, stormy eyes and gave her a look that pleaded her to continue.
She rested the tip of his penis on her chin just below the bottom of her lower lip. She looked up at him. Ron wanted to tell her yes but will all the things that were going on his mouth seemed to have a lit bit of trouble conveying that message. All he managed to do was nod and make a feeble little squeaking sound. Fortunately for him, that seemed to be all the convincing that Kim needed. Without a word she put her mouth over the head over Ron's member and started giving him oral sex.
She started using her tongue and mouth to massage and lubricate the shaft of his cock while at the same time gently rubbing his testicles with her free hand. The feeling was like a symphony to Ron. His entire body was tingling from head to foot.