Kim Possible Porn Story: Come Dancing Chapter 3

Kim Possible Porn Story: Come Dancing Chapter 3

Come dancing

Chapter 3

Thanks for the ride Mr. Terries.

Im only to happy to help after the way you cleaned up that mud
slide.

Oh it was no big; it was only twenty thousand wheel barrel loads
of dirt. Kim gave a dismissive gesture with her hand while
rolling her head to one side; it hadnt been that big a problem.

Ya but it added another hundred feet of runway, much easier to
take off and land now. The pilot smiled as he remembered that
pleasant day in which, thanks to Kim Possible his day had worked out
so well, if not a just little messy.

Ill be in the back, let me know when were over the target
zone. Kim thumbed to the rear of the aircraft, not that there was
anyplace else for her to go on this rather tiny, overly noisy craft.
It seemed the elderly aluminium creature moaned and creaked with
every unsuspecting draft of wind, forcing the craft to bounce around
with occasional reckless ferocity. The seats were torn and thread
bare, all but the front windows were coated with a layer of grim from
well before she was born. Its wings had sagged unceremoniously as
the fuel was hand pumped into the tanks. This needy old Dakota had
seen better days, most likely at the same period in time her great
grampa had served during the war. For the majority of the flight Kim
had kept her parachute firmly attached to her back. Her helmet was
crunched down over her head but the strap to hold it firmly in place
dangled about her chin.

The aircraft had been fitted out for delivering cargo to remote areas
on the South American continent and reeked of diesel fumes from the
black metal drums strapped to the floor, an added bonus was the
slight odour of an animal that couldnt quite wait until it arrived
at its destination. Ron sat upon one of one of many crates strapped
with heavy yellow webbing down to the floor. The majority of the
payload was against the thin walls of the craft thus leaving the
center of the vessel open, with the exception of the bits of debris
that littered the seemingly small twin engine contraption.

A nervous and unbelted Ron Stoppable noticed the hobbling approach of
his woman as she left the confines of the cramped cockpit. So you
ready? He cried out at her arrival.

With shoulders sagging against the weight of what was next about to
happen, Kim sighed Yes, lets get this over with.

Ron approached, took her one hand in his the other he placed very
low on her hip. The one hands a little low. Kim commented.

Well with you wearing that pack I cant really place my hand
where is supposed to go. He stammered, both knowing he had put
his hand there on purpose.

Dont we need music?

Use the rhythmic droning of the engines as the beat. Just let me
lead. He added afterwards with a note of concern.

With yet another heavy sigh, her chin resting against her chest Kim
let herself be twirled about the make shift dance floor, occasionally
bumping into the boxes. Under different circumstances she might of
enjoyed this activity a little more but right now she would quietly
grumble until the pilot yelled back informing the pair that their
destination was directly below.

Xxxxx

They had departed the rickety old aircraft via the side door,
plummeting straight down through the thin atmosphere from one
thousand meters. Although dancing with Ron inside the cluttered hull
had been somewhat enjoyable, she always enjoyed being entwined with
in his arms but this was where Kim Possible felt truly alive. Her
swollen and aching feet forgotten, she felt the wind rushing past her
face, her hair along with any loose clothing flapping wildly in the
jet stream. Here she could frolic through the ether twisting and
turning, a much different dance than what she had done a few moments
ago. Up here she could perform all the tricks of a myriad of
graceful professions, the elegant floating moves of a ballet dancer,
arching curves of a high diver, the violent tumbles of a young
gymnast. All within the euphoric spirit that said she was flying, or
at least falling with style.

Like a speeding arrow she slashed through frothy white piles of
clouds, her vision became colourless as the drifting bits of fluff
obscured everything. Her lover, the ground, everything vanished,
almost as soon as she entered she had emerged on the opposite side,
the ground stampeding up to meet her. It was always far too soon
that she had to pull the cord deploying the shoot that would slow her
descend and end the euphoria. Like always the flapping of the silken
parashoot reverberated in her ears fallowed quickly there after by a
massive jerk as she abruptly halted.

Dangling high in the sky Kim craned around, searching for and quickly
finding her most prized possession swaying in a similar fashion just
above. She could barely see his form through the slates in the
fabric. Even from this uncomfortable angle she could distinguish his
big goofy grin and the thumbs up signal he gave to show he was
alright. She knew he loved the freefalling and the drifting
aimlessly down upon the gentle ripples of the atmosphere, but she
also knew that he tended to be a dreadful judge of how much space
there was between himself and the ground. So panic would begin to
well up inside and he would pull the shoot too soon and be left to
wonder the thermals for a prolonged period.

Below the jungle loomed large, the vast expanse seemed endless, a
never ending stretch of organic track. One heavy scar wound through
the center, like an uncoiled grey snake twisting and turning its way
towards a jagged track of mountains off in the distance; that was
their objective.

The road was an easy place to land but far too obvious, it might be
patrolled and they would be spotted well before they reached the
objective. No the secret there was to land in the tree tops, getting
tangled in the foliage at the peak of the flora, then rappel down to
the jungle floor below. Otherwise the jumper would break limbs as
they smashed into multiple, very solid extremities on the way down.
Not a problem for Ron who always managed to get intertwined amongst
even the simplest of objects.

Her decision needed to be made in seconds for the ground rose up at
approximately twenty kilometres per hour, she would have to pick a
suitable candidate to catch her in that limited time. Pulling back
on the cords positioned in her hands allowed the flimsy canopy to be
manoeuvred almost exactly where she wished to be deposited. Quite a
mammoth task for all but the untrained, but being Kim Possible she
could do anything, so this was no big. Unfortunately one couldnt
always tell what was directly below the thin leafy layer.

With a great jolt Kim felt her knees buckle as she crashed through
the canopy. Branches and leaves whipped by her face, tearing at her
clothing, cutting into exposed flesh. Groaning, her eyes tight shut,
jaw set in a mass of tension the poor teen was buffeted about feeling
like she was being hit from all side by baseballs lobbed at
incredible speed.

Shaking her head to clear the damage Kim took stock of her situation.
One of her poor swollen feet was snarled about a thin branch leaving
her dangling almost upside down. Cords that held her to the shoot
were twisted and tangled around every bit of wood in the vicinity.
The problem with landing in trees was that the parachute could never
be untangled and was a write off. Not a cheep expense for a girl
with a minimum wage job.

Now Kim went to work, removing the spool of cable from its protective
pocket. One end was dropped uncoiling to the ground below, the other
she fastened securely to the nearest solid feature. Gently she eased
her way down the remaining meters to the darkened floor below.

Grimacing as her damaged toes struck the leaf covered dirt Kim began
looking for her accomplice. The blonde youth was already on the
ground waiting for her arrival. Hey KP! he smiled as he
continued to put his trousers back on. Kim made yet another mental
note that she really must get him something to keep those pants up.
She truly didnt mind him being somewhat naked but truth be known
she didnt care to let every other girl get a good view of her
boyfriend in a partial state of undress.

Pulling the Kimunicator out she began punching buttons and scrolling
down menus until she found the appropriate setting, the constant
beeping didnt do anything for being sneaky but it did let her know
when her buttons were being pushed. From behind she sensed her
consort was glancing over her shoulder, viewing her attempts. His
hands lightly brushed against her hips, his warm breath swept down
her neck. On any other day Kim would have turned abruptly around and
began a passionate kiss as her excitement grew, but not today. Today
We go that way. She stated pointing off into the dense jungle.
Oh and watch out for jaguars!

There was a slight squeak from behind, Kim had known the instant she
had said it that the pair would begin to look skyward in a panic
trying to catch sight of the illusive big cat. It was petty but she
felt some need for vengeance in regards to todays fiasco in dance
class.

Xxxxx

A shudder rippled down the spine of Kim Possible. It had taken
several hours to tramp through the underbrush just to make it this
far. No trail existed from where they landed so making a new one was
not an option. The distance had not been that great but the land
undulated up and down making the trip many times longer than what the
map had shown. They would slide down one steep slope, clutching
small trees attempting to control their decent, at least she had.
Ron on more than one occasion had plunged head first down the incline
crashing into everything that lay between him and the root of the
valley. The way up was just as bad; Kims grapple gun became more
than a little handy. Firing it towards the pinnacle hoping it would
grasp hold of a tree or some other object that would aid the
difficult accent.

The majority of the lowest portions collected rainwater from the
almost daily deluge of precipitation that plagued this place.
Sopping through almost knee deep muck had slowed things even more.
Loose dirt from the lead climber would scatter underfoot coating the
second member thoroughly, sending the debris into the others face and
hair entering ones mouth, spreading the mess down the partners shirt
coating the flesh underneath. What made things worse was the
abundance of rotten trees. From bellow one tree looked similar to
the other, but when the grapple latched onto a dead bit of wood it
would suddenly give way sending the pair tumbling back down the hill,
crashing into all sundry plant life. Now both teens were coated in a
dirty mire. No reprieve would be available for many hours so both
felt more than a little grungy.

Kim had been glancing through her tiny binoculars scouting the
entrance of the layer. The forest came to an abrupt halt and a
neatly manicured lawn took its place. The lush green grass rolled
out like a carpet all the way towards the main opening, a spacious
hole in the face of the cliff. Hidden in the shadows was a large
doorway, it seemed from her limited point of view that the access
from ground upward was made of heavy glass panels and in a center was
a pair of heavy clear doors.

A large pathway wound gracefully amongst the sea of green, made up of
large dark grey stone interlocked together. Either side of the path
at regular intervals were small cedar trees, reaching up to the
shoulders of an average man. Near the entry way bulky ornate
planters holding outsized elaborately trimmed bushes that towered
over those attempting to enter. Pushing out on either side were more
window boxes, containing many multicoloured flowers the majority the
teen hero had never seen so hadnt the vaguest notion as to what
types of flora they were. It was by far the most picturesque evil
layer she had ever had the misfortune of raiding.

Her consort was no where to be seen, he was out scouting, hence the
shudder running down Kims spine. The fact that her body ached in
places she had never felt pain before was the reason he was scouting.
One of their Jack and Jill moments sent her crashing into a large
tree; due to her lighting fast reflexes she had the good fortune of
saving Ron from the same fate. Unfortunately he had landed heavily
upon her and his weight had just exasperated things, so after a
breather he had practically dragged her up the steep slope. Now he
was being chivalrous and taking her place investigating the layer
while she spied on the front door. She was pleased he wanted to take
a more heroic part in their adventures but that didnt mean she was
comfortable with it.

So what went wrong? Kim asked as a rustling of leaves caught
her ear just off to the right.

Well Rufus tried to run across the grass for a closer lookand
well there seems to be quite a few hungry birds aboutand well hes
still on the other sidein the bushes. Her boyfriend explained
in a rather embarrassed manner.

With a shrug Kim began No sense putting off the inevitable lets
go. The youthful champion began to rise moving off in the
direction of the main entrance.

How are we gonna get in? Ron asked.

Through the door. It was so obvious what else was she supposed
to say.

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