For you, Ron! Sorry for you!

It was dark upstairs but there was light at the end of the corridor… where Kim’s room was. As you passed by the master bedroom, you could hear Kim’s father, James Possible, snoring in his sleep.

As you approached Kim’s room, you noticed that her bedroom door was slightly ajar and light was spilling out from it. You could hear voices. Your father’s deep voice was saying something and Kim was giggling in response.

You took a deep breath and peeked into Kim’s room.

Your girlfriend was dressed in her cheerleader’s outfit and twirling around, showing off her tight, nubile body to your dad, Ben, who was sitting on Kim’s bed.

“Do you like my outfit, Mr. S?” Kim gushed.

“I love it Kimmy. God, you’re sexy,” your dad replied.

“I’m glad, Mr. S,” Kim said huskily as she approached your dad and stood before him. “Can I have my birthday present now?” She asked.

“Oh, I left it downstairs.”

Kim giggled, turned around, and suddenly sat on you father’s lap. “Not that, silly. I want something else for my birthday, Mr. S,” she said coyly, throwing her head back to gaze up at him.

“A-Anything Kimmy…” your dad replied.

Kim started grinding her cute ass on your father’s crotch. She bit her lower lip as she continued gazing up at him.

“God K-Kim…” Your father whispered, looking quite shocked himself at your girlfriend’s forwardness. “A-are y-you sure?” He asked.

“More than anything, Mr. S,” Kim replied, biting her lower lip again.

“B-but… Ron…” Your father said.

Kim stood up and turned around to face your dad. “Ron is a boy…” she said. She reached for the hem of her short skirt and slowly raised it, revealing her cleanly waxed, tight little pink pussy clad in see-through rose-red lace thong. “I need a man tonight, Mr. S,” she added huskily.

Your dad’s jaw fell open and he groaned at the delectable sight of Kim Possible’s bald, puffy, pink pussy.

Your dad slid off the bed to his knees and immediately pushed his face between your girlfriend’s sculpted thighs.

“Ohhhhhhhh… Mr. Ssssssssss….” Kim moaned, lifting her head back in pleasure.

Your father pulled himself back for a split moment to move Kim’s flimsy lace panties to the side of her beautifully flushed pussy before diving back in.

Kim’s fingers immediately started caressing your father’s hair while he put his big paws on your girlfriend’s fit, shapely ass to pull her against him. Slurping noises were soon made by your old man.

“Mr. S! Yesssss! Ooooooh, it feels so good!” Kim mewled.

Kim’s face had become fully flushed. Her pretty mouth gaped with pleasure and her enchanting green eyes became half-lidded with lust and unfocused.

“Ohhhh… ohhhhh… ohhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhh!” Kim moaned and then achieved a very graphic climax where she shuddered hard and bucked her hips against your dad’s face.

Your dad pulled back from Kim’s pussy and licked his lips.

“Ohmygod, Mr. S! T-that w-was….” Kim gushed, looking down at your father with awe, “That was amazing!”

“You’re amazing, princess,” your dad, Ben, replied.

Your dad then got to his feet, picked your Kimmy up by her waist and set her back down on the bed. “A-are you really sure about this Kimmy?”

“Yes Mr. S… Please. I want you to be my first,” Kim replied.

You felt the blood drain from your face.

“Y-your first?” Your dad asked looking confused for a moment. “You mean you and Ron haven’t…”

Kim shook her head shyly.

A shadow came over your dad’s face. You thought you saw him grin a little. “I see…” he said.

Your dad started unbuckling his pants. Pretty soon his hard cock broke free of its restraints and Kim became visibly excited by the sight of it.

“Gosh Mr. S, you’re reallyyy big,” Kim said shyly, her face working up a storm of a blush. She carefully approached your dad’s cock and reached out with one hand. “Can I touch it?”

“Go ahead sweetie.”

Kim started holding your dad’s cock with both hands. After admiring it for a minute, she glanced up coyly at him before giving the tip a lick.

“God princess, that’s good,” your dad said.

Kim giggled. “I-I’ve never done this before. Some of the girls at school gave me some pointers though.”

“You’re doing so good, sweetheart.”

It suddenly dawned on you why the cheerleaders at school have been throwing you knowing glances and giggles lately. They obviously thought that Kim was trying to spice up your relationship.

“Mmmm…” Kim replied as she continued licking and kissing your dad’s big cock.

“Oh yeah. That’s good, baby girl.”

Kim gently enveloped her pouty lips around your dad’s fat cock-head and started to slide his meat into her mouth. Your dad moaned agreeably. He reached down and stroked her hair. Encouraged, Kim started bobbing her head to and fro, taking more cock into her mouth with each push.

After what seemed like forever, your dad placed his hands in her shoulders and gently pushed her back. “Lie down, princess, it’s my turn.”

Kim bashfully laid down in her bed and your dad crawled between her athletic legs. His mouth soon found her pussy again and Kim shuddered with pleasure. “Ohhh, Mr. S… Ohhh, yesss.”

“Call me daddy, princess…”

“Oh daddy…”

You felt incredibly hot under the collar. You couldn’t breathe. It felt like the walls were closing in on you.

Your redheaded girlfriend came again in no time under your father’s skillful tongue. “Oh… oh… oooh… ahh.. ahhh.. Mr. S… Daddy! Daddy I love… UNGHHHHHHHHHH!”

As Kim lay on her bed, flushed pink from head to toe and heaving for breath, your dad climbed up to her and kissed her on the lips. Kim’s arms immediately coiled around his neck and she kissed him back eagerly.

You stepped back and choked on a sob. You felt like you should put a stop to this somehow, but after repeated rejections by Kim whenever you tried to complain about your dad, you felt paralyzed. You felt like you wouldn’t be able to take it if Kim once again took your father’s side.

But surely there’s a way. Surely someone else could talk to her. Surely there’s someone else who thinks this is insanely appropriate!? Your old man is pushing past 40 and Kim is young enough to be his third daughter!

Your addled mind immediately went to Kim’s mom. Mrs. P! Surely she could put her foot down at a time like this? A grown middle-aged man canoodling with her barely legal daughter under her roof?! What mother would put up with that?!

With the ray of hope in sight, you quickly but quietly made your way back to the staircase. On the way, you passed the master bedroom again where Mr. P could be heard behind the closed door snoring louder than ever.