Superboy/Roxy/Tana

Kon aimed his visor at Tana. With it on, he could see right through the dowdy clothes to the dusky skin, the thrillingly pink nipples, even the short and professional-seeming triangle of her pubic hair. He ran his eyes over her trim waist, her flaring ass, the fall of her dark black hair, the slender thighs, and the shapely calves. And, most of all, her tits. She had the most exquisite breasts Kon had ever seen. Small, but firm, with those luscious pink nipples seemingly so unlike her Polynesian skin tone, but hard with desire, as if she knew she were being watched.

Then he saw Roxy walking up to talk to her. Along with Roxy’s golden sexiness, her luscious blue eyes, her sultry mouth, her luscious round breasts, and her adorably tight ass, the blonde had a savage streak of independence that became even more appealing when Kon saw it without any clothes. Kon could see it wasn’t just self-confidence; she was proud of her tight, pert body, and she had every reason to be.

Tana turned to face her, hiding almost all of her nakedly clothed body from Kon’s gaze, while Roxy stood behind Tana from his point of view, hiding her own clothed nudity from Kon. He craned his neck to see more of Tana, or past her to Roxy.

As the two girls talked to each other, Kon focused the visor on both of them, and the compare and contrast was nearly the death of him. Tana held herself primly, conservatively, but with confidence, while without clothes he could see how Roxy posed, offering her body up to the eye, as if constantly ready to make love, clothes or no clothes.

“Oh, man!” Shamelessly Kon unzipped his rock-hard cock; he jacked off as he watched the two of them seem to perform a two-person striptease in their animated conversation with each other. “You’re torturing me! Turn around, please!”

And yet, he had no idea of what prolonged exposure to the inaccurately named ‘X-ray’ goggles could do…

***

God, you are lucky you’re hot, you bitch, Roxy thought smugly. Lois Lane was definitely hot enough to snag Superman, but even she couldn’t equal Tana’s heavenly build. And the way she wore a swimsuit—it was luscious hotties like her that made Hawaii worthwhile.

What were we talking about again? Roxy wondered, as the conversation seemed to have hit a lull with neither of them knowing what to say. It couldn’t have been that important. Not nearly as important as how her pussy felt, never hotter or wetter from excited anticipation…

***

Tana’s nipples were poking against her restraining bra and she almost wished that she was alone. She could probably just touch her swelling breasts with her fingers and start coming that way. As soon as she got home she’d finger the hell out of herself. Tana felt her face flush and was enormously glad that Roxy couldn’t read her mind.

Everything that Tana had ever found captivating in another woman, that had ever made her want to experiment or fool around or even just touch herself while thinking of a young and sensuous cunt, was exemplified a thousand times in the mesmerizing woman standing before her. God, Roxy had to be the most beautiful woman in Hawaii. The mere possessing of her, much less the orgasm she could give someone, could be enough to drive a girl mad. 

But at the same time it would never be enough. Tana had always been drawn to both men and women, but looking at Roxy, she wondered if a girl like that might not tip the scales and make her a lesbian for the rest of her life. Fuck, this beautiful creature, with her intoxicating young pussy right there under her slutty clothes, she was breathtaking. God, no, she could never get enough of her! Ever!

***

Kon could see the look of amazement on Roxy’s face as Tana reached under her dress and quickly shucked down her panties. Pulling the underwear down her long legs and tossing it aside, Tana sat down and spread her legs apart. She raised her dress nearly to her waist, then pointed to the junction of her thighs. Kon gulped hard along with Roxy as they stared at the heavy growth of rich brown hair that partially obscured the site of Roxy’s intended worship.

As Roxy started to shed her clothes, Kon pulled off the visor. It was starting to look like he wouldn’t need it anymore.

He didn’t happen to be using his super-hearing, but if he was, he would’ve heard Roxy say “What am I doing?” as she knelt down between Tana’s legs, feeling as if a pressure had been released from her, only to be replaced by another one the very moment she took another look at Tana’s cunt.

“You’re doing me a favor,” Tana answered her, and grabbed Roxy’s rich blonde hair to grind her face down between her thighs. “One I’m going to return just as soon as you make me come.”