In Plain Sight Ch.2 (Kim Possible)

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A/N: Poll Winner

Summary: It sucked that Kim locked him in the closet by accident, but missing the dance was probably for the best. Especially since Amelia came to the rescue.

“Kim? Anyone? LET ME OUT!”

Ron’s yelling didn’t do much to fix his current situation. Kim had unintentionally locked him in the utility closet in her excitement to talk to Josh. The thing that got Ron angry about this was that he was missing out on the dance, especially since he had big plans after it.

After that amazing plane ride with Britina, he gained an enormous amount of confidence that emanated from his actions. The fact that he, Ron Stoppable, had gotten his first blowjob from an international popstar was something that he wanted to yell from the rooftops. But for once in his life, he really thought about it and kept it a secret for himself and for Britina. Not only could it hurt Britina’s popularity, nobody would believe what Ron was claiming.

Nonetheless, Ron’s new swagger drew eyes from girls that had barely given Ron a thought before. The one that he was aiming for was Amelia. She was an older student that ran with the popular crowd, so to her, Ron seemed like a bug that randomly thought it was a butterfly. When he actually had the balls to ask her out to the dance in front of everyone, Amelia sneered before walking away like Ron didn’t exist. He didn’t care about it too much since there were plenty of other girls to ask, but surprisingly, Amelia cornered him in private and agreed to save Ron a dance if he promised to go to the dance alone.

Ron wasn’t stupid and could tell Amelia didn’t have any good intentions when she told him this, but he was confident that his moves would blow her socks off. Besides, what was the worst that could happen? A little ridicule, or maybe some jocks threatening to beat him up? That was amateur hour for Ron; besides, Britina sucked his cock! Schoolyard bullying won’t bring him down!

Ron didn’t consider that a locked door could foil all of his brilliant plans. He didn’t blame Kim since he knew how big of a crush she had on Josh. After all the annoying see-sawing, Ron cheered her on when she asked Mankey to the dance. If only that didn’t come at the cost of having him miss the chance to tap Amelia’s sweet ass.

Ron banged his fist on the door one more time and yelled, “LET ME OUT!!! AMELIA’S WAITING FOR ME!!”

When it sounded like nobody was coming, Ron slumped against the wall and sighed. He eyed a mop and said, “Looks like it’s just you and me. Ugh, this night is gonna suck.”

“Bleh,” Ron flinched and looked down to see Rufus sticking his tongue out at him.

“Rufus! I forgot about you, buddy! Do you think you could go get some help?”

Rufus pointed at himself with a questioning look before nodding rapidly. The pink mole rat jumped out of Ron’s pocket and skillfully jumped his way to the ceiling before wriggling into the vent. With a wave to Ron, Rufus scampered off to find someone to help.

“Sweet,” Ron sighed, “Now I just have to wait for the rescue. Hopefully, the dance won’t be over by then.”

Ron didn’t know how much time had passed since Rufus went to go find help, but he was sure that the dance had already wrapped up. Ron could hear the music dying down and the sound of the students leaving the school. He had tried yelling for help a couple more times with no success, so Ron had given up and sat with a frown on the floor. It wouldn’t be the worst place he had to spend a night, but that didn’t mean Ron wasn’t pissed.

“Where the hell is Rufus? Did he find some food and forget about me?”

Ron’s angry muttering was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. He looked up in shock to see Amelia wearing a sparkling little black dress that showed off her curves. Her wavy brown hair was styled in a way that perfectly framed her beautiful face. Ron could only be disappointed that he missed out on this in favor of staring at a mop all night.

“Amelia!”

Amelia frowned at the blonde boy when she saw his pitiful state. She tossed the pink rat that found her hours ago at him and wondered if she had been too cruel. Amelia idly watched Ron hug Rufus and thought that maybe following the popular crowd might not be all that if it meant a person actually getting hurt over it. Though, that was just an idle thought she didn’t pay too much attention to.

When Rufus found her earlier, Amelia didn’t intend to follow the rat, knowing that it could only lead her to Ron. Her initial plan was to humiliate Ron when he asked her for a dance, but not dealing with him was just as good.

When the dance ended and everyone started to leave, Amelia was once again bothered by Rufus squeaking at her. Only near the end, when almost nobody left in the school, did Amelia follow the pink mole-rat. She didn’t expect to find Ron locked in a cramped closet with cleaning supplies as company.

“I promised you a dance, didn’t I?” Amelia wasn’t sure what came over her. It might have been the puppy dog eyes she was getting from Ron, or maybe it was because nobody was around them. Either way, Amelia felt she should do something to cheer Ron up before the night ends.

“Right!” Ron jumped off the floor and grinned at the older girl, “I’m going to rock your world!”

Amelia paused as her eye twitched, briefly regretting her sudden moment of kindness, before stepping closer to Ron. His eyes lit up before doubt set in, his dancing was better done with a lot of space so nobody got hurt, but Amelia seemed to want to do a slow dance. Ron honestly preferred it since he would be close to a hottie, but he also had no idea what to do. When Amelia put her hands around his shoulders, Ron decided to wing it and sway like he knew what he was doing.

Unfortunately for Ron, he put his hands right on Amelia’s firm ass instead of her hips in his nervousness. To make it worse, he automatically squeezed those firm cheeks like a moron and mentally rated Amelia’s ass right at the top, putting her next to Shego and Bonnie.

“Stoppable,” Amelia growled through clenched teeth, “Move your hands if you don’t want to lose them.”

“Sorry!” Ron yelped and moved his hand to the small of her back, leaving his fingers to graze the edge of the curve of her ass. Luckily, Amelia either didn’t know he was toeing the edge, or she just didn’t care enough to bother about it. Ron hoped it was the second option, but both worked for him.

It was awkward swaying in the empty hallway with no music in the background, but Ron didn’t mind. His original strategy of impressing Amelia with his dancing moves wasn’t going to work out, but Ron had another plan. It was crude and might get him slapped, but it should work on Amelia if it was good enough for Britina.

The plan was simple. Get himself hard and ‘accidentally’ let Amelia feel his cock while they’re dancing. If the sight of it stuck with Britina ever since she saw it on camera, then Amelia feeling it should have a more significant effect.

Amelia had a blank face as they swayed together in the hallway. Her regret was strong since being alone with Ron made the dance more intimate than she was comfortable with. Amelia hoped he didn’t overthink this pity dance as actual interest in him. It was already far enough that she let his grope go without much fuss.

Right when Amelia was about to end the ‘dance,’ she felt something poking into her upper thigh. It was a familiar feeling she experienced whenever some boy got too excited at being close to her, but this time it was different. Amelia would generally be cruel to the boy with the erection to save herself from embarrassment, but Ron didn’t give her a chance. The go-to insult was to scoff at how small the erection was, but the bulge pressing into her simply got larger and larger. The slight bulge she initially felt was making a sizeable tube-shaped dent in Ron’s pants as Amelia felt his cock along her leg.

“That can’t be real!”

Ron preened at Amelia’s shocked tone and pulled her closer to let her get a better feel. When she didn’t fight him or try to get him to stop, Ron got bolder. He slowly moved his hands from Amelia’s hips back down to her firm ass, groaning as he started to thrust his hips lightly into her body. Ron’s dry-humping was making her short dress ride up to reveal more and more of her smooth thighs, but Amelia didn’t say a word in protest.

She was aware that the school mascot was using this opportunity to take advantage of her, but Amelia had been debating on if she should put a stop to this or not. After all, it’s not every day that she feels a massive cock rub against her. Amelia couldn’t help but imagine the monster stretching her pussy to its limits before pounding her into a puddle of pleasure.

Amelia made her decision when Ron got bold enough to try and slip his fingers into her panties to get direct access to her pussy. She pushed him away before looking around to see if anyone saw what happened before pushing a surprised Ron back into the closet he was just locked in.

“Hey! You can’t lock me in here again!”

Amelia rolled her eyes and entered the cramped closet with Ron before closing the door behind her.

“Oh… you can lock me in here as long as you want.”

Hearing Ron’s sudden reversal, Amelia giggled and said, “Let’s keep this as our little secret. Maybe if you surprise me, it’ll happen again in the future.”

Ron’s eyes lit up before asking cautiously, “What exactly is happening right now?”

“I’m going to give your big fat cock a test drive,” Amelia grabbed the bulge in his pants, “Would you like that?”

“Y-Yeah! That sounds great!” Ron pulled Amelia to him and leaned forward, targeting her lips. The brunette let him kiss her while her hands made quick work of his pants before reaching inside his boxers to feel the monster cock that shouldn’t be possible for anyone to have.

Ron moaned into Amelia’s mouth as he felt her soft hands slowly stroke his thick shaft. It was funny that this was the first time he properly kissed a girl, especially when Ron had recently gotten a world-class throat job.

While Ron might be enjoying the sloppy kiss with the hot upperclassman, Amelia was enjoying something else. She didn’t think Ron was bad at making out, but he certainly wasn’t good enough for her to forget herself in it. What Amelia was focused on was the bitch-breaker of a cock she was playing with. She had never called a dick by that name before, but Ron’s cock could only be described by that label. Anything else was a lie.

When Amelia felt the slick precum spreading onto her hands when Ron started to get too excited, she fought his tongue out of her mouth before pulling back from the kiss. Amelia didn’t stop stroking his cock as she said, “We should finish before someone catches us. There’ll be plenty of time to play around later when we aren’t in public.”

Ron’s eyes lit up at the implied promise, and muttered, “Booyah.”

They shifted in the cramped space until Amelia was against the wall, with Ron pinning her to it. It would be shocking to an outside viewer to see the school loser with one of the popular girls. And even more unbelievable that the loser had his cock out and was about to fuck the aforementioned popular girl.

Amelia bit her lips while looking at Ron’s massive cock with a little fear. Her tight pussy would probably never be the same again. Still, Amelia heard stories from other girls that raved about men with cocks like this. She had to try it and see if it was as good as advertised.

“Do it.”

With a gentleness that Ron didn’t know he even had, he slowly pushed his wide cockhead against Amelia’s tightly shut lower lips. Ron hesitated in trying too hard, but Amelia’s soft moan encouraged him to put a little force behind his cock. With a loud gasp from Amelia, Ron was able to get his cock inside the tight pussy before he unintentionally shoved too much inside after feeling the warmth surrounding his cockhead.

“Oh my fucking god! It’s so fucking BIG!”

Ron blinked at Amelia’s unexpected reaction. He thought he would get slapped for being too rough, but Ron had nothing to worry about after looking at Amelia’s open mouth and rolled-up eyes. He held onto Amelia’s hips and pulled his cock out until only the tip was inside before thrusting back in. Amelia moaned loudly when her pussy was fed more dick than it had ever taken before, and she knew Ron wasn’t even halfway in.

“So GOOD, Ron! Why the hell do you wear baggy pants! I would have taken you a long time ago if I knew about your cock!”

Ron shuddered as he pulled out again before pounding back in, making Amelia take over half his cock this time. As the brunette shrieked from his cock reaching parts of her pussy never touched before, Ron declared, “I’m not going to give up my style for anything!”

Amelia panted as she took another brutal thrust. This time, Ron’s cock was banging on her cervix. Her pussy was spasming around his cock even though Ron was trying to ruin it for anyone else. As for him not wanting to change his style, Amelia also preferred that. Right off the top of her head, she could think of at least five girls in school that would turn into raving sluts for Ron’s cock. Amelia would have almost no time with his bitch-breaker if that happened.

That was the last coherent thought Amelia had. Ron pulled out his cock once more until only the cockhead was inside. His grip on Amelia’s slender waist increased as his whole body tensed in preparation for what he was about to do. Ron snapped his hips forward with a harsh grunt while pulling Amelia onto his thrusting cock. A keening wail left the beautiful brunette’s lips as Ron’s cock pounded home and found her womb. There was an outline of his shaft in her toned midriff as Amelia took far more cock than she ever thought she could.

Ron didn’t take any time to rest. With his cock successfully stretching Amelia’s pussy into a perfect fuckhole only for him, Ron immediately started to pound the older girl with no mercy. Amelia could only scream and wail from the speed of the cock drilling into her wet pussy.

Ron gritted his teeth when Amelia started to cum around his cock. She was already tight enough, but when she orgasmed, her pussy turned into a vice that strangled his cock. Ron ignored that spray of pussy juice that coated his crotch and powered through the tightness to completely break Amelia. To be honest, it looked like Ron had already succeeded with that.

The screams that filled the small closet had quieted down and was replaced by the sound of Ron’s hips smacking into Amelia’s ass. Ron’s grunts occasionally interrupted the wet clapping sound, but Amelia was almost silent. She let out small whimpers at the constant state of orgasm she was in, but Amelia had lost her voice and was left quivering under Ron’s punishing thrusts.

Ron fucked the older girl like this until he felt his balls losing control. The last time it was like this, Ron had hosed Britina’s throat with his thick cum, and he had every intention of doing the same to Amelia’s womb.

That was the plan, but Amelia didn’t have the same idea. Out of nowhere, she regained her voice and screamed, “NOT INSIDE! Pull out!”

Ron’s eyes widened in surprise before his balls released the first shot of baby batter. Being the gentleman he was, Ron immediately pulled out after Amelia’s request, and the rope of cum splattered on her pussy. The second one went a bit higher and covered her toned stomach before Amelia dropped to her knees. The rest of his cum covered her beautiful face until it was caked with jizz. Ron moaned while stroking his cock and aimed it around Amelia’s face to ensure every bit was marked by his cum.

The two breathed heavily after Ron had finished covering Amelia’s face, both in shock at what had just happened. After a few seconds, Amelia’s tongue unconsciously licked her lips before her eyes lit up. As if it was a delicacy, she started to eat the cum that was covering her face, much to Ron’s delight.

“Ron! Are you in there?!”

Ron and Amelia froze at hearing Kim’s voice. Amelia gained a panicked look as she slid her panties back on and tried to straighten her dress. Then she realized the cum on her face was much more damning than anything else.

Amelia hissed, “Stall her!”

When the door handle started to turn, Ron grabbed it and planted his leg on the wall to stop Kim from opening the door.

“I’m here, KP. The door’s stuck!”

“I didn’t mean to lock you in there, Ron!”

Ron gritted his teeth as he fought to keep the door closed. With a strained voice, he yelled back, “It’s no big! You were just excited that Josh said yes.”

“Alright, Stoppable,” Amelia whispered, “I cleaned up as much as I could.”

Ron looked back at Amelia to see her face clear of his cum, but still suspiciously shiny. He whispered urgently, “That’s great, but do you mind helping with my pants. Can’t really let Kim see me like this, can I?”

Amelia smirked, pulled his boxers up, and tucked in his cock after some difficulty. Not without giving it a few gropes, though. After buttoning up his pants, Amelia stood back as Ron let the handle go.

The door swung open to reveal a teary-eyed Kim before it quickly changed to shock.

“Amelia?” Kim was confused about why she was locked in with Ron.

“Ugh,” Amelia scoffed in disgust, “I was locked in with your friend. That’s the last time I ever try to be helpful.”

The brunette strutted past Kim without another look. The redhead looked at her weirdly and said to Ron, “So you were stuck with Bonnie-lite the whole time?”

Ron looked past Kim to see Amelia give him a wink. He smiled, “She was just trying to help, KP.”

Kim nodded, still apologetic for what she did before scrunching her nose, “What’s that smell?”

“Probably just the cleaning supplies. If you think that’s bad, think about being locked in there for hours.”

Kim immediately forgot about the smell and apologized again, “You don’t know how sorry I am for that, Ron. I promise I’ll make it up to you!”

“Like you always say, KP. It’s no big. I wouldn’t mind you doing my homework for the next week, though.”