Through A Glass Dirtily update

Kon didn’t stand a chance. His prick was so hard, it looked like it was about to explode. Roxy wrapped her hand around it, as impossible as that seemed—it was throbbing so hard, so thick with juicy blue veins. She pumped it and Kon groaned with excitement.

So much for being my boyfriend, Tana thought.

She was angry with him, but a part of her couldn’t blame Kon for responding to the hard sell Roxy was giving him. It wasn’t like Tana had been impossible to seduce when Roxy had come onto her. The blonde wonder was doing everything she possibly could to get Kon hard, and once he had one of those monster erections of his, Tana couldn’t control herself around him. So how could she expect Kon to behave himself?

Either way, she found herself staring at Kon’s prick, once again admitting how hung he was, wondering if he’d gotten that from Superman or what. She felt her own wetness, a clenching reminder of how hungry her little pussy was, and only her innate sense of dignity kept her from wishing it was her playing with Kon’s manhood instead of Roxy. All of a sudden it seemed like a long time since she and Kon’d had sex—so long that it felt like a denial that Kon was fucking Roxy instead of her, and she wanted to whimper at the slight.

Roxy pumped Kon’s hard prick until he was moaning achingly, shivering with need. Then she dropped down onto her back in a splash of sand and pulled him in to mount her. He went willingly, dropping down between her silky legs. She grabbed his ass, digging her nails into the firm muscle.

“C’mon, Konnie, I’ve gotten you nice and hard,” Roxy mewled. “How can you not give me that big, stiff cock now?”

Tana’s thighs rubbed together, trying fruitlessly to ease the pulse at the apex of her thighs. She wasn’t a voyeur, but how could she see Kon with another woman and not remember how he’d felt with her? Tana told herself she should stop, but no, she couldn’t she miss a second of this seduction. She’d already missed out on getting Kon between her legs as Roxy had done—did she have to miss out on the sight of it too?

“I promise I won’t tell Tana,” Roxy cooed.

“Oh shit,” Kon groaned. “Fuck, just this once…”

His hips jerked sharply. Roxy cried out orgasmically, then her head lolled back in rapture. She gave a hoarse moan as Kon pulled himself back out of her, the friction enough to get Roxy off as he withdrew from her needy sex. Watching it happen, Tana felt her own panties grow wet and burning.

“God, no wonder you’re such a slut for him,” she moaned gently, as if Roxy could hear anything but her own mewling.

Damn her, she had to admit it—Tana desperately wanted what Roxy now had. She’d do exactly what Roxy was doing for it, be just as much a slut. She wanted Kon to be her lover, wanted that big hard prick to course into her starved little pussy regularly. Seeing how Roxy was getting reamed out in her place, Tana felt like an addict seeing someone else get their fix. She’d never felt so horny before in her life. Maybe she was a slut, but only for Kon. Only for that cock.

“Nnnnnhhh, Kon, yes!” Roxy sobbed. “Take it all! Get everything you want from me!”

Kon hilted himself inside her, bringing into sharp relief how bloated his balls had become as they slapped against Roxy’s pert buttocks. He groaned in delight, feeling all of her inner muscles milking his hard-on. But Roxy didn’t let him savor it too long. She jerked her hips, forcing him to fall into a rhythm of coitus, too horny to go without him thrusting into her for more than a few seconds. Kon snorted with lust and started rutting with her, clearly giving Roxy exactly what she wanted.

“Ooohhh, YES!” Roxy gasped. “Fuck me, Konnie, I’ll give you everything! You can do whatever you want to me! This cunt is yours!”

The breeze picked up, making the fronds Tana was hiding behind waver more hurriedly. It felt like they were being hit by the shockwaves of Kon’s impacts on Tana’s cunt. From her sheltered hiding place, Tana seethed with lust and envy. She hated Kon for cheating on her, hated Roxy for seducing him, but every moment she watched them got her off a little.

She watched Kon’s thick member hammer into Roxy, listened to him groan with unrelenting pleasure as he took her again and again. Shit, how many ex-boyfriends would she have to remember before she got to one who’d fucked her with that kind of enthusiasm, that sheer need? 

Tana wanted that, wanted to have a guy who fucked like bunnies with her, even if he was a teenager. Kon was some sci-fi clone alien superhero thing anyway—by the time he was legally eighteen, he’d be middle-aged. Did she want a normal boyfriend, normal and boring? Or did she want to be fucked like Roxy was? Even if Kon had the hots for everyone, at least Tana could be one of the beneficiaries. Getting a share of that cock would be better than having a dull, routine sex life all to herself.

“Yes, that’s it, baby!” Roxy keened. “Fuck me just like that! You’re giving it to me so damn good!”

No shit, Tana thought with envy.

There was no way Roxy was faking her pleasure. She’d probably never even learn to fake an orgasm if she kept going out with Kon. Her sweet little face was awash with excitement and she jerked her hips ferociously as if they were rebounding with Kon’s hard thrusts. Her juices ran from her reamed-out pussy in heady dollops, as if she were having a series of small orgasms to the tune of Kon’s fast-paced pistoning.

Tana’s nostrils flared—she was almost panting with lust. She wanted to keep watching, but even more, she wanted what Roxy was getting. She wanted Kon so bad, only her voyeuristic pleasure was keeping her from ripping Kon off that slut and riding him herself. Her lust paralyzed her, her naturally conservative nature refusing to compromise her spying to risk getting the real thing. 

She’d get Kon to fuck her after he was done with Roxy. She had to, or she’d go mad. No matter how much Roxy took out of him, Tana would heat him up and then she’d fuck his brains out. Tana promised herself she’d fuck him so hard he’d never look at Roxy again.

And if he did? If he could actually handle both their sexual needs?

Well, let Roxy be his girlfriend. She was the right age anyway. As immature as she was, she could probably put up with Kon a lot better than Tana. All she wanted—all she could reasonably expect from Kon—was sex. That would have to be good enough for her.

“Harder, Konnie, get me off!” Roxy moaned. “Make me fucking blow!”

Kon grunted energetically and slammed into her so hard that Tana could hear their bodies smacking together, see the sand flying away in puffball clouds from Roxy’s quivering body. Roxy’s pussy lewdly sucked at Kon’s member, so wet was it with the orgasms she’d already had. 

Hearing just how turned on they both were, Tana found herself at a fever pitch of desire. Again, she didn’t know what to do—masturbate and try to get herself off before they finished or spare herself a potentially unsatisfactory orgasm and wait until she got Kon alone with all her lust for him.