Through A Glass Dirtily update

Kon stared at how her naked breasts heaved. He took his fingers from her sex, putting them on her chest instead, squeezing her tits with both hands. Tana groaned; with him touching her chest, warmth seemed to flood into the tender flesh. It felt too good. Too damn good.

“Get on the bed,” Tana whispered. “If I’m going to be your stupid girlfriend, you can bet I’m going to enjoy it!”

Kon quickly took his Speedo off. Tana grabbed his hard prick and gave it a squeeze. They fell onto the bed together, their mouths meeting in a hot kiss, tongues twisting together as they pressed their bodies just as close.

Pulling away from Kon’s greedy lips, Tana purred “Don’t let this go to your head, but I really love your cock.”

“Don’t worry, nothing goes to my head,” Kon promised her.

She rubbed her palm against his hot, hard cockhead, then slid it down the underside of his shaft until her fingertips touched his bloated balls. Fondled and squeezed his scrotum, delighted at how big his testes were. While she held his balls in her hand, the length of his cock throbbed against her wrist, trembling with desire for her. Tana smiled shakily—a little unable to believe that this was happening to her, or that she was letting it happen. It seemed wild enough to be newsworthy. Maybe I should do a report on it. ‘I Spent The Night With Superboy.’

Kon was in a daze. It was hard for him to buy it either, but after what felt like an eternity of lusting after Tana, now her luscious body was all his. Unbelievable enough that he could see her bare skin, but he could touch it too, smell touch taste it—even hear the rush of aroused blood through her perfumed flesh. He shook with need as it truly hit him that Tana was all his. 

“Hey, Kon, return the favor,” Tana told him, giving his bag a tight squeeze to get his attention. “Don’t you want to touch me?”

“Hell yes!” He couldn’t even think about the fact that Roxy was his girl too. Maybe that proved this was all a dream, but if so, he was not waking up until he had finger-banged this babe.

Kon slipped his hand between Tana’s sleek thighs, focusing all his attention on being gentle and tender even while Tana massaged his balls, stealing most of the cars from his train of thought. He touched her sparsely haired cuntlips, lightly playing his fingertips along her folds. 

Kon half-thought she might demand to know what he was doing with each passing moment, but that bit of self-doubt died as Tana moaned giddily, enjoying his soft touch. He pushed the pads of his fingers into Tana’s wetness. The feverish heat of her groin was such that it seemed to push back, warming his hand like he was holding it to a furnace.

Tana trembled as she felt herself being entered. Either Kon was using his TTK on her or he knew just how to touch her. With a bit of reddening jealousy, she wondered what Roxy might have taught him… 

“Do you like how my pussy feels, haole?” Tana breathed, running her free hand along the taut muscles of Kon’s forearm. She could feel the shudders going through him as he took in her sexual warmth, his body pulsing in tune with her inner spasms. “You wanna know how it feels around your cock?”

Kon could only nod. He couldn’t believe he was going to fuck her, again, but his cock was on high alert. It had no doubt she was his girlfriend, that his girlfriend had touched his cock, grabbed his balls, and let him feel the silken heat of her wet cunt. God, it was like a ripe fruit, the petite labia rich and juicy despite its tininess, while her clit had plumped up enough to dominate her sex. Her body seemed just as ready to fuck as his. Kon guessed they had been for a while.

Tana took her hand from his balls, wrapping it around his shaft instead to give his erection a squeeze. Kon was throbbing so hard that her tiny hand could barely affect his rigid flesh—it was like squeezing a lead pipe. 

Kon couldn’t help himself. He bucked his hips, rutting his cock in and out of Tana’s hand. She gasped, tightening her grip to better let Kon fuck himself in it. They both quivered with breathless anticipation; Kon could’ve come then and there. He froze, refusing to waste the smallest portion of his stamina on Tana’s hand, great as it was, so much better than his own hand. But not anywhere near as good as her pussy.