Spreading the Ronshine Ch.1 (Kim Possible)

A/N: Patron Request

Summary: Kim and Ron had a mostly normal relationship, if not considering the nymphomaniac amount of sex involved. But that normal relationship takes a turn when Kim gets a strange idea in her mind.

Pairings: Ron/Multi

Kim sat in the bleachers with her chin resting on her palm. She was staring dreamingly at Ron Stoppable, the new star running back and more importantly, her boyfriend. Kim never really wanted to follow the stereotype of the head cheerleader dating the star football player, but now that she was, Kim found that she loved it. Of course, a large part of it was that it was Ron that was the football player.

It had been almost a year since they had started dating, and it had been going well... stunningly well. Kim had been scared that it would have been hard to change their relationship from simply best friends to best friends that were dating.

It wasn't.

They still argued over the same things and had the same fun while hanging out. The big difference was that hanging out involved a lot more kissing, and those arguments now ended in makeup sex that rocked Kim's world. The redhead had thought little about her future sex life with Ron, but she would have never guessed what it would actually be like.

When Kim had thought about Ron and her together in bed, it was tinted with the innocence and naivety of a virgin. In those fantasies, Ron had always been gentle and loving, caring for her comfort like she was the most precious thing in his life. Kim wasn't saying Ron couldn't be those things, but it was far from what their sex life was like.

Her man liked to take her hard.

When Ron became confident enough to be himself in bed, Kim discovered what true pleasure was like. Even without doing anything special, Ron's cock was more than enough to bring her to orgasm. Which by itself was amazing. With Ann Possible as a mother, the sex talk she got made Kim aware that orgasming from a cock in her vagina was apparently somewhat difficult. The cheerleader didn't know what her mother was talking about since Ron's cock brought her to countless orgasms.

That wasn't the point, though. Ron started to... be commanding in during sex. Kim would have thought that with her personality, she would be the dominant one in bed with Ron following whatever she wanted. That couldn't be further from the truth.

Ron pushed Kim's face into the pillow, taking her like she was his bitch. That was just the start. The gentle sex became rarer once the couple realized they both preferred Ron using Kim like he owned her. The abuse her pussy was put under regularly made Kim hobble the next day. It also made Ann look at her with a knowing look as she made unsubtle innuendos.

Kim made sure to get Ron to fuck her into his mattress those nights. Her pussy became unbearably wet whenever her mother teased her for some reason.

Other than the sex itself, Ron started to show the man Kim knew him to be in regular life. Maybe drilling the cheerleading captain every night boosted his confidence. Kim liked the thought that her pussy had that kind of power over Ron.

"Kim!"

Kim yelped and jumped in place before turning to see her mom right next to her.

"Mom? What're you going here?"

"I wanted to see what all the excitement was about. You kept bragging about Ron all day, so you should have expected me to drop by."

Kim huffed and crossed her arms. She didn't mind her mother coming to football practice, but Kim didn't want to split her attention between her studly boyfriend and talking to her mom.

"Oh my," Ann gasped, "Ron must have launched that poor boy by more than ten feet."

"I know," Kim sighed dreamily, "Isn't he the best?"

"I'm sure you think he is, Kimmie," Ann had a small smile as she looked at her daughter's lovestruck face.

It was everything the redheaded mother could dream of. Her daughter was dating a boy Ann knew wouldn't ever hurt her, even though the way the relationship progressed was far out of her vision. Ann knew Ron as a kind boy who was permanently attached to Kim's hip as they went on their adventures. However, there was never a sign that the blonde wanted to better himself since his whole goal in life seemed to be to cruise through it.

Knowing Kim's go-getter personality, Ann had even briefly given up the hope that the two childhood friends would somehow fall in love. Surprisingly, they actually did after a few hiccups. From that point, Ann expected Kim to be the leader in the relationship, just like she was in their friendship.

She was wrong, completely wrong.

Maybe Ron had been the follower when he had just started dating Kim, but Ann noticed that the roles seemed to have changed. Kim and Ron still acted normal around other people, but they almost seemed... domesticated when alone. And it wasn't in the traditional sense.

It wasn't as ridiculous as Kim putting on an apron and cooking for Ron like a good little fifties wife, but it was more subtle. Like most of the successfully married couples Ann knew, Kim and Ron had subconsciously decided that there were certain matters that the other had complete control over. Kim still took the lead where it was most visible, like when on missions or around friends, but it was Ron that Kim listened to when in private.

It wasn't as if Ann was an expert in reading body language. Just that it was hard to miss Kim's bed squeaking in protest as the couple fucking on it tested its limits. It was even harder to ignore that Ron was very much in control when he had sex with Kim. Ann couldn't help but blush at some of the filth that spewed out of the blonde's mouth when he thought the house was empty.

"Mom? Are you listening?"

Ann blinked and realized that Kim was speaking to her.

"Sorry, Kimmie. Got lost in my thoughts."

"Ugh," Kim rolled her eyes, "Ron and I are planning to go out for lunch. Do you want to join us?"

"Oh no, sweetie," Ann shook her head, "I'm not going to get in between you lovebirds. I already hear far too much in the house when you two are up in your room."

Kim's mouth dropped in shock. She knew that her mom had heard Ron and her have sex, but it was never said so bluntly.

"Mom!"

"What?" Ann said innocently, "I guess I heard wrong. You must have been begging Ron to hammer in a nail all those times. Though, a hammer wouldn't have made that clapping sound."

Kim's face burned red as she buried it in her hands.

"Moooom!"

Ann snickered and patted Kim's back, "Alright, I'm done teasing you. Just try and keep it more discreet from now on. You two are going to make me jealous."

Ann had already looked away to focus on Ron, but if she had watched Kim for a few more seconds, Ann would have seen a strange look pass through her daughter's face.

The two redheads spent the rest of practice watching Ron do his drills in silence. Well, Ann was doing that while Kim started to get dangerous thoughts in her mind.

When Ron was finished taking a quick shower, he immediately jogged over to where they were seated before lifting the younger redhead to draw her into a heart-melting kiss. Ann couldn't help a small smile from appearing before she was forced to break it up.

"I'm happy to see you too, Ronald."

Ron had his hand dangerously close to Kim's ass when Ann's voice made him remember where he was. He pulled away from Kim and sheepishly looked at Ann. "Hi, Mrs. Dr. P. Sorry about that."

"No," Ann said with a grin, "You're definitely not."

"Mom?" Kim interrupted while still in Ron's arms, "Do you think I could talk to Ron privately for a minute?

"Sure, Kimmie," Ann picked up her purse and said, "I'll be waiting by the car."

After her mother walked away, Kim turned to Ron and said, "I want you to invite mom for lunch. She said no to me but probably won't if you ask."

Ron blinked in surprise, "Is something wrong?"

Kim shook her head, "I... might have some ideas I want to try out."

"Alright, sure. I'll ask her," Ron shrugged as they started walking to the parking lot.

Like Kim predicted, Ann only put a token resistance when Ron asked before quickly caving in. Besides, there was nobody at home anyway, so there was no need for her to go back.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Ann felt guilty for being the third wheel. When Kim mentioned going out for lunch, Ann assumed something like Bueno Nacho or another fast food place, not a decently fancy Italian restaurant.

"Kim, are you sure it's fine for me to tag along?" Ann felt that she had to ask again.

"My answer isn’t going to change, mom." That was that, and they were seated inside.

However, Ann wondered if she should have declined anyway as she sat across from the amorous couple.

They were seated at a table off to the side, giving them a small amount of privacy. That amount of privacy was enough for Kim to get handsy with Ron. Ann wasn't dense enough to not notice her daughter's hands constantly moving on Ron's lap.

Of course, Ann tried to ignore what was happening in front of her and tried to make small talk. It failed. Especially when Kim brought the hand that was in Ron's lap up to her face. It was suspiciously shiny as Kim licked her fingers while staring at Ron's eyes.

"Kim," Ann said sternly, "I need to visit the restroom. Come with me.”

Ann didn't give Kim a chance to decline and got up before walking away. The younger redhead noticed Ron's eyes staring at Ann's wide hips before quickly turning away. Kim smiled and saw a greater chance of her hastily drawn-up plan working.

"I'll be right back, Ron. And remember, just go along with what I say. This isn't a test or something."

Ron was confused but nodded after seeing the look in Kim's eyes.

Ann was tapping her foot while waiting outside the restroom. The restaurant was fairly small, so it was only meant to be one person at a time. That was a good thing since the door also had a lock for privacy, which Ann needed for the conversation she would have with her daughter.

When Kim arrived, Ann entered the restroom without a word and motioned Kim to enter before locking the door.

"What in the world were you thinking?"

"What do you mean?" Kim asked innocently.

"What do I mean?" Ann almost shrieked, "You were giving Ron a handjob right in the open!"

Kim waved her mom off casually, "Oh, that. I do it all the time, mom. Ron gets cranky when he doesn't blow his load in me every couple of hours. You won't believe the places I've fucked him."

Ann was speechless. She just wanted to tell her daughter to be careful of what she did outside. Ann knew Kim was very much submissive in the bedroom, but not to the point of fucking Ron whenever and wherever.

"...What?" Ann couldn't think of much to say. Unfortunately for her stunned mind, Kim expanded on what she said.

"Yeah, I know. It's crazy how much stamina Ron has. In the beginning, he was so jealous of other guys that he apparently wanted to keep a part of him inside me all the time. When the jealousy went away, he still wanted to make me feel his cum sloshing around when I walk, so he still fucks me all the time for that."

"...You're feeling that right now?" Ann didn't know why she asked that, but she was horribly fascinated.

"Of course," Kim chirped, "I gave Ron a blowjob before practice and let him fuck me in one of the classrooms during lunch. I go through an unbelievable amount of gum to keep my breath fresh.”

"I... Kim, what in the world is wrong with you?" Ann didn't think the couple could be this sex-obsessed.

"I know," Kim agreed to Ann's surprise, "Ron is way too much for me. I've been trying to bring other girls in for help, but I don't know which ones to trust."

Ann's mind went blank. Kim always had a jealous streak, even if she wasn't aware of it. Was it possible that Ron had fucked that out of her daughter too?

"Oh," Kim gasped excitedly, "What about you, mom?!"

"What about me, honey?" Ann was still wondering where her head-strong daughter went. But at the same time, Kim seemed much happier with her life.

"You could help me with Ron!"

Ann blinked and frowned at Kim's ridiculous suggestion, "Is this a joke? Because it's a bad one! Did you forget that I'm married? To your father!"

"So?" Kim dismissed, "Dad is off doing his own thing, and I don't think you've gotten laid since forever! There's nobody I'd trust more than you with Ron. Besides, he thinks you're hot!"

"I'm hot?" Ann blushed before recovering her composure, "And it has not been forever!" Though Ann couldn't really remember the last time she had sex.

"Trust me, mom! Wait here, I'll go get Ron!"

Before Ann could react, Kim rushed out of the restroom. The older redhead wavered between being responsible by walking out of the restaurant and staying to see where this could go. Kim was right when she said the spark in her marriage with James was gone. Ann would consider them more like friends who were comfortable living together due to habit than husband and wife. That didn't mean Ann should go off and fuck a boy her daughter's age.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on who you ask, Ann wavered long enough for Ron to be pushed inside by Kim.

"Have fun! I'll keep watch outside!" With that, Kim shut the door leaving Ann staring at Ron awkwardly.

"Uh, Mrs. Dr. P? What was that about?"

Ann looked at Ron and had to admit that he cleaned up nice. Especially since he started to regularly work out for football. But who was he trying to fool by acting oblivious?

"Let's not play dumb, Ron," Ann said bluntly, "Did you put Kimmie up to this? I hear what you make her do while having sex. I can't imagine she would ever think of involving her own mother like this."

Ron had a thing for redheads that lectured him. He thought Kim was at her most attractive during those times, and it was usually followed by Ron pounding her into the mattress for trying to order him around. It was hard suppressing the large pole of a cock he possessed when he thought of doing the same to Ann.

To nobody's surprise, Ann Possible was Ron's crush before he even knew what a crush was. It was almost natural for him to like the kind, older, and beautiful woman he grew up around. Ron only got past the crush when he fell head-over-heels in love with Kim.

And that wasn't a lie. Ron's crush on Ann wasn't slumbering, waiting to come back roaring to life. It was done and over with when Ron committed himself to Kim for what he hoped was for the rest of their lives. However, Ron felt he should get a pass when Kim pushed him into the restroom with the instruction of fucking her mom until she was gargling his cum.

"Kim and I might have an unusual sex life, but I swear I didn't make Kim do this! I love her too much to do anything she wouldn't want."

Ann already knew that and was trying to find fault where there was none. She wanted any excuse that would get her mind back on the proper track because right now, Ann really wanted to let Ron fuck her. She wanted to feel the same things her daughter experienced every day.

Ann walked dangerously close to Ron and pushed him against the door. "So, are you telling me that my daughter wants her boyfriend to fuck her mom?"

Ron shivered at Ann's closeness. He had never seen her bright blue eyes so close and had definitely never felt her warm breath on his lips. Ron really, really wanted to kiss Ann.

"Uhh," Ron mumbled while staring at her lips, "Maybe?"

Ann felt herself grow wet between her legs at Ron's blatant desire for her. More than that, the redhead could feel the rapidly growing part of his body poking into her legs. From what she heard Kim screaming when she was getting pounded by the man pressed up to her, Ann expected something impressive, which certainly felt like it.

"So, what do you want, Ron?"

Ron follows the tongue that briefly appeared between Ann's parted lips before deciding to do something that would change everything. Ann's breath hitched when Ron pulled her to his body, his hands firmly cupping her ass, digging his fingers into her soft cheeks while making the MILF feel every inch of his cock on her thighs.

"What I want..." Ron pushed his cock into her body, making Ann gasp, "Is to make you mine. Just like I did with Kim."

Ann had her palms resting on Ron's chest while he possessively held onto her. She had thought this would be a one-time thing, but making her his certainly didn't sound like it. Ann found she liked the thought of that.

It was supposed to be a typical day where Ann spent time with Kim and Ron, but it somehow escalated to her discovering that Kim most likely had a fetish of wanting her boyfriend to fuck other women. With Ann being the target of that fetish.

Ann had always been pragmatic and decisive.

"Then what are you waiting for? I certainly don't remember you asking Kim if you can turn her into your personal slut."

Ron didn't think he could get any harder. He squeezed Ann's ass tightly and leaned into her, claiming her lips with a rough kiss.

On the other side of the door, Kim's face was bright red as she heard the soft sounds of their lips smacking together.