Kim Possible Porn Story: Monkey Mojo Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I.

Is she gone?

Monique nodded vigorously into the hand.

Good. Not gonna scream or anything are you, Mo’?

Monique shook her head no. The hand dropped as the person behind her stepped away. Turning, she crossed her arms. Ok, Blondie, what are you doing in an employees only area?

Ron cringed. Sorry, sorry, but it was the only place I could think of. When I came in you were busy and then KP walked in and I had to hide.

So, you’re hiding from your girlfriend,huh? Mind telling me why? Monique decided now was a great time to play Ron. If nothing else, a different perspective on Kim’s recent statements should be…interesting. Besides, she grinned to herself, Ron’s a good guy and all, but us girls gotta stick together.

Ron dropped into a chair in front of the desk, his hand’s twitching. I’m not really sure, Mo’, but if she did to you what she did to me, you’d be hiding too.

And just what did she do to you? Monique asked innocently.

She tried to fry me, that’s what. Ron spat indignantly.

Oh, I don’t think Kim would do that. After all, her kitchen skills…

Not that way! She nailed me with a tazor or a cattle prod or something when my back was turned. Ron sputtered.

And she did this why?

How would I know? Ron glared straight into Monique’s eyes, I don’t know why women do what they do.

Monique’s eyebrows rose in silent disbelief. Ron wilted. Ok, I may have done a little something, but it was totally innocent on my part.

Monique cupped her hand, her fingers curling in a bring it motion.

That’s all, really. Ron glared righteously, I didn’t do anything.

So, what was the little thing that you didn’t do? Monique asked.

I told you, I didn’t do anything. Nothing to deserve being flash fried anyway. Ron stood in exasperation, leaning aggressively toward Monique. My tail may have gotten a little curious but I didn’t…do…any…thing? He dropped back into the chair. His head falling into his hands. I didn’t say that, I did not say that, and Mo’ didn’t hear me say that. He looked up at his friend, You didn’t hear me say that, right?

Of course I didn’t. Never heard a word. Monique spoke soothingly. Unless, of course, monkey boy, you don’t tell met the rest of the story.

Thanks, Mo’, I really appreci…WHAT? The hope drained from Ron’s eyes.

Don’t worry, monkey boy, I won’t spread it around, but no talkee and my hearing gets vastly improved.

Ron moaned, You wouldn’t consider forgetting for ringside tickets to see Pain King, would you?

Tempting, but no. Monique crossed her arms in anticipation. And my hearing is improving by the second.

Ron raised desperate eyes, only to meet an implacable stare. His gaze dropped. Ok, what do you want to know? He sighed.

You’ve got a tail, a for real, fur covered, tail? Monique semi squealed.

Sometimes.

Explain.

Well, KP told you about the monkey mojo I got at Monkey Fist’s castle, right?

Monique nodded.

See, that’s it. Ron looked at Monique in patent expectation of being understood.

That’s what? Monique said in exasperation. BSTF, Monkey boy. She groaned at his lost look. Better start talking fast, ok.

Sure. Ron replied, now understanding, But what else do you need me to say?

Monique’s hands tightened on her crossed arms. Her toe began tapping. Ok, let’s keep this simple. I ask a question, you answer it. Are we clear?

Ron’s head bobbed up and down.

Ok, you have a tail.

Sometimes.

Ok, when does the tail show up?

Well, Ron’s hand began to rub his neck. Usually when I’m in trouble.

Right. When it does show up, can you control it?

Sometimes.

Monique’s eyebrow raised in question.

Ok, ok. It’s like the monkey mojo, it comes and goes. Like when KP and me got captured by Professor Dementor a couple of weeks ago. She tell you about that?

Yeah. Baby girl was freaking because you were in a different cell and she didn’t know what they were doing to you.

Right. Well, the tail came out and I used it to unlock the shackles so I could get to KP and get her loose. I told her Rufus got free and got me out.

Monique smiled, Speaking of the little guy, where is he?

Ron frowned in disgust. J/T wanted him to test a new plane they built. They told him it could get him to Wisconsin in less than thirty minutes. He was gone before I could say ‘double cheese, please’.”

Monique giggled. “Back on subject. So you do control it?”

Yeah, and no. Ron’s hand came up to rug his neck in nervousness. See, I never know when it’s going to show and… He looked up, grinning. That’s why I haven’t let KP get me a better belt or clothes. The tail gotta go somewhere! Besides, I kinda think KP enjoys it when I lose my pants. His grin grew as his eyes focused on a memory.

That’s a different discussion. Monique rudely interrupted Ron’s flight into happy thought. We’re talking about the tail right now.

Oh, right. Ron reluctantly returned to the present. See, I don’t control when it shows up. Sometimes I don’t even know it’s there. His face grew panicked, What if it comes out in the mall, or even worse, in Mr. B’s class?

Worry about that later. Has it come out recently? Mo’ asked.

Well, yeah… Ron’s hand was giving his neck a workout that should have caused blisters.

What happened?

Ummm, Ronnie, that feels, so, so goood? Kim squirmed in her boyfriend’s arms. Shivers of pleasure running up and down her spine. She nipped his ear playfully. She could feel his lips stretch into a smile against her neck. Sharp teeth nibbled at her as warm lips soothed the minuscule wounds.

Ron’s lips slowly traveled up Kim’s slender neck, pausing to deliver tantalizing licks under her chin, on her chin, and finally reaching his destination, her full lips. Kim’s moans were muffled, her words garbled,

Ahhh, Ron, that…that…ummm…you shouldn’t…you…you…oh…my…that…don’t…I…I… Kim’s scream was muted as her neck dipped to latch her lips and teeth onto her BFBF’s neck. Her muscles clenched around him, almost driving the breath from his lungs. A long, tense moment later, Kim collapsed.

Ron continued to stroke her back. Softly soothing her.

Ummm, Ron, I know I’ve been…ah…dropping…a few…ah…hints…but I didn’t really think…

Hints, KP? What hints.

Kim giggled, As if you didn’t know, but if you don’t take your hand away from there…

Ron pulled his head back to stare into soft, glowing eyes, From where, KP? You don’t like me touching your shoulders anymore? He asked in puzzlement.

Shoulders? Uou know very well where… Kim felt one hand squeeze her right shoulder as another hand caressed her left. Ahhhhiiiiiiieeeee…!

Yeah, yeah, go on! Monique leaned forward breathlessly.

That’s all, really. She came off the couch like she saw a new cuddlebuddie that was only being offered once.

Monique frowned, Come on, that can’t be all.

In spite of his boasts of being unblushable, a red flush was growing on Ron’s face.

Ah Hah! I knew there was more. Monique’s eyes narrowed, Talk or tell, monkey boy, your choice.

I thought you were my friend, my naco noshing bud, my… Ron raised wounded eyes.

Yeah, yeah, we’ll have old home week later. Right now I want to know the skinny.

Ok, Mo’. You’ve got me between Rufus and a naco. We’d been kissing and cuddling and, ah,we…

Making happy, I know, go on.

When KP came off the couch she dumped me on the floor. On my stomach on the floor.

Monique raised an eye in question.

On my stomach, Mo’? We’d been…ah…

Monique’s eyes widened in comprehension. You mean…?

Ron nodded.

Really?

Ron raised one hand.

You mean… you landed…there, there?

Ron’s knees clenched together.

So I take it you weren’t in any shape to explain to Kim what was going on?

C’mon, Mo’, it’s not like she hung around for the lecture notes.

Monique’s lips twitched. And…and you expect me to believe you didn’t feel a thing?

Welll, I kinda knew the tail was there, but I was busy. Ron explained. Besides, it only came out before when I was in trouble. How was I supposed to know it wanted to play?

His self righteous, injured tone took the last of Monique’s control. She snorted, clapping her hands over her mouth. The giggles still erupted past her shielding fingers. In moments, she collapsed into her chair, helpless with laughter.

Ron waited patiently for control to return to his interrogator. Monique finally managed to sit up, her lips still twitching, her chest heaving. And you expect me to believe you didn’t feel anything? She gasped.

Never said that. Ron denied.

So give.

I could sorta feel the tail stroking KP’s back, but I really wasn’t paying attention. Then it…went… Ron’s eyes began to lose focus as a dreamy smile grew on his face.

And? Monique softly encouraged.

Ron was in his own memory, his mind clearly in a happy place. Firm…soft…so good…moist…and…

Monique snapped her fingers under Ron’s nose. You’re verging on way TMI, there Monkey boy. She grinned. What I want to know is what happened? If the tail is so sharp, why’d it…ah…stick around.

Ron blushed. I…ah… think it was…ah…gentling her down?

Monique collapsed back into hilarity.

II.

Kim hummed to herself as she left Bueno Naco. Where, oh where can my monkey boy be. Oh where, oh where has he gone.

She stopped to take stock and plan. Let’s see, I’ve been to Ron’s house, the tree house, my house, the mall, the water tower, and Bueno Naco. Where haven’t I looked? How do I…

She reached into her pocket. Wade?