Kum 6

Harley parted Red’s pussy lips with her tongue, snaking it inside of Red as though savoring the taste of each new territory she explored.

Kon strained forward to catch what was happening. He was more than turned on; he was nearly out of his mind. His cock ached to be stimulated, even by his own hand, but he didn’t dare risk spending his erection before he got the chance to shove it into anything warm or wet that these two babes had to offered.

Harley’s tongue flicked up at Red’s clit, lapped at its tingling stiffness, then went back down to Red’s opening. She spent a few moments tonguing her before going back to the clit, taking all of it into her mouth. Sucking on it like it was hard candy.

Red, still molding her full breasts inside her tightening grip, started moaning. Her head swayed to the left and to the right, long red ringlets clinging to the contours of her sweaty face. She mauled her tits more desperately, fingernails leaving long red welts flaring with her pleasure.

His erection pounding with sheer readiness, the hash letting his arousal sink that much deeper into his body—or come that much more fully to the surface—Kon shifted unconsciously closer to the two women. All he could think of were their four breasts… not just one hot chick having sex, but two of them, both with big, juicy, plush tits.

He stood behind Red’s chair and reached down to take her mammaries in hand. She no longer seemed capable of touching herself, her fingers clutching onto the chair’s armrests, but she still enjoyed having him do it for her. He squeezed, caressed, pinched at her nipples, and finally flew a little, hovering upside-down so that he could suck on first one breast, then the other.

Red panted and trilled, squirming her groin into Harley’s sucking mouth.

“No! Quit it! Those are mine!” Harley slapped Kon’s hands away and took over groping Red herself. “You’re just supposed to watch now, remember? Once I show you what to do, then you can have your turn!”

And she went back to tonguing Red’s smooth cunt.

Red reached her climax, back going rigid, breasts thrust forward. Harley twisted a thick nipple while rubbing the other with the palm of her hand. And while she fondled Red there, Harley’s tongue slid in and out of her, keeping the redhead at the apex of her orgasm. Before her ecstasy was done, Harley pulled her down from the chair and climbed on top of her.

The two sixty-nined, their faces buried in each other’s groins. Harley dipped her tongue inside of Red, while Red licked the flowing wetness above her. Soon, there was too much rapture in them to remain stationary. They rolled over, Harley on top now, then Red, tumbling over and over until the throes of another climax shook them too much to manage any movement.

Kon stroked himself now. He had no choice in the matter. He had to come. Even missing out on sex with one of them was preferable to going another second with all this lust and no outlet.

He looked around, fervently hoping that Roxy or Tana would suddenly show up, having recovered from their delirium. They didn’t. No one did, though he even would’ve settled for Knockout at the moment.

He looked at the two lesbians, coming together now, and he was truly desperate for somewhere to put his aching cock. A drop of clear precum ran out of his glanshole.

He couldn’t stand it anymore. Masturbating while those two devoured each other from one orgasm to another was like eating dogfood while someone else at the table had a stake. Dropping to his knees beside them, he grasped at their hot, sweaty flesh with both hands—groaning as the touch of their skin drove his prick to new hardness.

Kon only wanted to fuck them more now that he’d sampled the feel of their bodies. He reached down to his dick and squeezed it as hard as he could, though he knew the feeling couldn’t be anything like being inside either Harley or Red.

Suddenly, the couple rolled over again, butting into Kon, making him gasp as he felt their writhing bodies pin his erection to his belly and thoroughly immerse it in the feeling of their roiling flesh.

Kon couldn’t endure another second without relief. He slipped down to Harley’s head, straddled her pigtails, and hotdogged his prick between Red’s pillowy cheeks. They were wonderfully sweaty, consuming all his lust and turning it into feverish pleasure as Kon rolled his hips. back and forth,

Red did not seem to notice, except perhaps that her orgasm intensified. “Oh, that’s it! I’m coming, Harl… I’m coming… oohh!”

“Yeah, yeah, me too!” Kon panted, almost delirious with pleasure, his prick surrounded by succulent flesh. He was lost in Red’s ass; it could only get better if he actually sank himself into her anus, but that was a step too far even for him. It was overwhelming enough to fuck himself between her asscheeks, raking his cock to utter ecstasy. “Now… now!”

He erupted, spurting all over Red’s supple back, his cum reaching and drenching her hair. When Harley realized what was happened, her vacant eyes widened. She looked up to see Kon’s prick throbbing as it emptied all over her lover.

“Red! Red! He’s going off! He’s shooting all that cum everywhere! It’s all over you!”

“Don’t worry, babe,” Kon assured her woozily, pulling back now that the fuse was lit and aiming himself at Harley’s face. “Plenty for a hot chick like you too…”

Harley opened her mouth to protest, then went cross-eyed when he shot straight between her lips. A full rope of his ejaculate slabbed itself down on her tongue and slid hotly down when she instinctively swallowed.

“No, wait, Red, weren’t we supposed to get him to come in a jar or… or…” Harley squeezed her eyes shut as she climaxed. “He wasn’t supposed to…” Her jaws dropped as she climaxed once more. “Yes, yes, oy vey!”

As Harley orgasmed once again, her mouth proved too irresistible a target. Kon slotted his hard-on into it and Harley immediately closed her lips tightly around his manhood, gulping down all she could of his remaining climax. Sucking hard, rolling her tongue up and down his shaft, she demanded more seed from him.

“If this is part-time lesbianism, I can’t imagine what full-time straight is like,” Kon groaned.

Harley swallowed greedily, squeezing his balls, feeding his addiction. She squirted, more and more, coming right into Red’s face.

Ivy liked it so much that it took several minutes for her to remember that Harley usually stopped coming at some point.

***

Karen Starr stood by the bedroom window of her hotel suite, staring thoughtfully out at the beach. She wore only a terrycloth robe, tied loosely at her waist.

It was the kind of blissfully sunny day that vacation brochures promised. She could look down at the throngs of bikini bodies on the beach, the other hotels neighboring hers like skyscrapers that actually made an effort to be welcoming, and then the endless expanse of ocean leading out to where the sun fell toward the horizon.

Karen wondered how big a spectacle she would make compared to all that. She thought she’d compare favorably. She liked showing off her voluptuous body in a unitard, why not a bikini? A light brown tan… she could see why Kon liked living here. Where else could you have a convenient excuse for vanity whenever you wanted to show a little skin?

Clark had told her he wanted her to keep an eye on Kon while they worked at his newfound ‘condition.’ Karen didn’t mind. It was a good excuse to vacation for a while. Whatever else he was, the kid was someone who could take care of himself, so all Karen had to do was sun herself, swim, and occasionally use her super-hearing to…

Thump thump thump thump thump.

Karen’s eyebrows raised. She’d been trying to pick up the sound of Kon’s half-human vital signs, maybe a conversation, but what she heard sounded like it was coming through the walls.

Thump thump thump thump.

He was fucking someone. That irresponsible little jerk. He’d already put two women in the hospital, gagged to keep them from disturbing the other patients with their constant screams of pleasure. Here he was at it again!

In a split-second, Karen changed into her costume, then stepped out onto her balcony and took off. The stupid bastard lived in Hawaii, but apparently nothing interested him more about the Aloha State than finding places he could put his cum.

Karen groaned as she listened; there was only so fast she could get there and her nipples were already stiffening, her pussy warming in excitement.

She should stop listening, but Karen told herself she had to know what Kon was doing, what the situation was. If he were having sex with Maxima, Karen needed to know.

Someone was letting out high, womanish cries as Kon had his way with her—and he hadn’t even given her a dose of Kum yet.