Having A Ball update

“A big, stiff dick,” Jen informed her. Then she glanced unfavorably at Kon. “Shame the one we got was wasted on some porn star shit… you’d think, after all the attention he gave you, that he’d feel like I could do with some dicking. You know—doggy style. Maybe a bit of a blowjob. He smelled so good when he was fucking your brains out…”

“Wow, wait!” Kon said, his contented afterglow flying away like a balloon emptying itself of air. “I can still… let’s not write the blowjob off entirely! If we all put in a little elbow grease, maybe…”

“I think we’ve touched you enough,” Karen informed him, brushing a fingertip along Jen’s lips. Lips that would be so, so different from the mouthing she’d already gotten from Kon, for what felt like hours. “Now that we’re out of that thing, it’d be nice to spread out… relax… really luxuriate in all the places we couldn’t get to in there.”

“I can get to places!” Kon protested. “I still have the magic fingers! And my tongue!”

“But you came all over me,” Karen pointed out. “I don’t know if I want to be with a guy who licks his own jizz.”

“Yeah,” Jen agreed. “You seem full of yourself enough as it is.”

“I don’t lick my own—“ Kon stopped himself. Not so much getting a hold on his boundless disenfranchisement as jolting with a new idea. “Hey! What about your butt?”

Karen pursed her lips. “What about my butt?” she prompted him.

“And keep in mind,” Jen said. “I can put my fingers in there already. In fact, I kinda wanna.”

“Look, I’m a modern guy! I’ll eat ass! You’ve got a great ass, Peej, come on…”

“You do have a great ass,” Jen told Karen. “And I did sort of enjoy making the little pest’s day.”

“Yeah, but you’re from another universe. And there’ll be no living with him if we spoil him like this.”

“Do you live with him?”

Jen stuck her tongue into the corner of her cheek. “Good point. Okay, Kon, you get my crack, Jen gets my lap. And you’d better show my booty every bit as much appreciation as my tits get—I don’t care if you’re a breast man.”

“For you, I’d be an everything man.”

Karen rolled her eyes and rolled on top of Jen, presenting her ass to Kon as she padded on all fours to mount Jen’s head. “I want way less banter out of that mouth and way more tongue.”

“C’mon, that was kinda cute,” Jen said as Karen straddled her. “Oh. Mm. So is that…”

She ran her tongue along the outside of Karen’s labia, picking up plenty of jism that hadn’t run down Karen’s legs and hadn’t yet cooled. Karen’s hips jogged up off Jen’s face and Jen wrapped her arms around them, hauling Karen down with burgeoning strength as her lust greened her.

She held Karen’s sex to her mouth and forced her tongue as far as she could between those slick walls that tasted of Kon like the two were related—which Jen supposed they were.

Carefully, gingerly, as though approach a deer in the woods that was tongue-fucking another deer, Kon laid himself down all along Jen’s changing body. It was a trip to feel her muscles swelling, her wrinkled costume stretching to hold in all (or most) of her surging body. He wondered what it would be like to be penetrating Jen while she went over to the musclegirl side of the Force, and his soft-on went a long way back to being a hard-on.

Told them I just needed a little elbow grease, he thought victoriously, before Karen reached back and slapped her own ass, drawing his attention to the unobstructed view with her wedgie drawn to the side and her tight, rounded buttocks on top of Jen’s face. Well, now I know how the chicks felt when they saw me in spandex… maybe I should lose the jeans again.

Kon’s tongue slid out and began exploring the smoothness of Karen’s ass. Perverse enjoyment soared in him as he gave himself over to worshiping her big, plush glutes without (much) thought of getting his erection into someplace tight… though he could feel Jen’s groin underneath his own, now that the jolly green giantess had grown as tall as he was.

Jen moaned—Karen looked down in disbelief, unable to accept that she was doing the lesbian thing and had found the one bitch that wouldn’t give head. Even guys got that if they wanted to titfuck her, they had to make it worth her while. But Jen just laid there between Karen’s thighs, her face contorting, eyelids fluttering, little moans filling her mouth even though it felt like forever since she’d tasted Karen’s…

“Hey!” Karen cried, looking back to see Kon rutting between Jen’s legs like some mad, overcharged children’s toy about to break. “She-Hulk, we agreed!”

“Sorry, but that really feels good… and I really do like cock!”

“Then you should like what my pussy tastes like! Back to work! And you, Kon…” Karen broke off. The tip of Kon’s tongue was going deep into her cleft, even as his cock no doubt worked itself down to Jen’s ovaries.

His thumbs dug into Karen’s flanking buttocks and pulled them apart, revealing her hidden sphincter. Absolutely shamelessly, Kon buried his face in Karen’s ass, sweeping his tongue through her sensitive pucker.

“Oh yes!” Jen screamed, stealing Karen’s attention away from some very good analingus. “You know how to fuck, Kon! Give me that big, sweet dick!”

It reminded Karen of how utterly foul-mouthed Jen had been while Kon was fucking her, and while she liked the soundtrack, she really wanted some womanly stimulation to go with how Kon was tonguing her ass.

Karen dropped herself down on Jen’s mouth, virtually smothering the woman, and was rewarded with Jen sucking her clit into her lips and bobbing her head. Karen’s hips jerked and she moaned, her hair tossing from side to side.

Kon’s burgeoning cockhead went deeper into Jen’s sex, both swelling bigger and growing further with Kon’s stronger thrusts. So too did Jen’s body grow warmer. She felt the fierce burn of orgasm gathering in her womanhood, helped along by how passionately she was tonguing Karen’s pussy.

Somehow, the idea that she would soon have Kon’s seed at both one end of her and the other, as she ate Karen’s flooded cunt, made her lust trickle down the insides of her thighs.

I’m going to come, Jen thought frantically, her lips forming the words even with Karen’s slit muffling her. Oh shit, I’m going to fucking COME! That little perv really knows how to fuck me! Fuck me just like he did Karen! SHIT, he knows how to FUCK!”

Her ass lifted higher off the ground, taking Kon’s prick as deep as she could get it. Her whole body seemed to burst, her juices pouring out of her sex as though forced out by Kon’s frantic drives. Her walls squeezed tight around his pistoning dick, almost trying to hold it inside herself, buy some peace in her satiating orgasm, but Kon just kept fucking her. Each pistoning slam forcing her deeper into her ecstasy.

Eyes glazed, Jen wasn’t licking anymore. That didn’t matter to Karen. Kon was, his tongue rooting around in her ass like he was getting it ready for his cock, and maybe it was, because his licking anal stimulation got Karen off.

She came in Jen’s face; it made up for Jen’s lack of cunnilingus how hot she looked with Karen’s cream smeared all over her features. Karen felt like she came a little just from that, in the middle of coming a lot from what Kon was doing to her ass—her poor, neglected ass—so unfair that her tits took all the attention while her anus was so sensitive that when she had an anal orgasm, she just… came and came and came.

Karen couldn’t see until she realized her eyes were open and she just needed to focus. When she did, she saw Kon standing in front of her, stroking a ferocious erection.

“Seriously? Again?” Karen asked him.

Kon’s only answer was a groan as he covered both her and Jen with rope after rope of his white-hot ejaculate, soaking Jen from head to toe with plenty left over for Jen’s face down between her legs.

Even with only her face a target, Kon hit Jen with so much—thick dollops of semen covering every inch—that Karen had to think of how Jen had looked as she’d unhulked the first time. This time, though, she didn’t shrink at all with her newfound pallor.

“Oh! Hnn! Ah yeah!” Kon groaned with each bullet of cum he forced out to smear the two women’s bodies with sticky warmth. “Peej… goddamn Peej… you look so good…”

“I always look good,” Karen grumbled dangerously—then felt Jen’s hands reach up to rub some of his seed into her willing body.

Her flesh trembling and tingling as Jen’s expert touch massaged a man’s cum right into her skin. Taking full advantage of the window in her costume to get past the hindering fabric. Then ripping it away… her and Kon…

The man was behind Karen, showing little delicacy about his own spunk as he tore Karen’s much-abused costume from her perfect curves and joined Jen in marking her with looping spirals of rubbing, cum-smeared friction…

Karen’s head drifted back, her eyes shutting, as Jen came up to kiss her. Their nuzzling make-out session sharing the cum that Kon had masked Jen with, making it sink into both their faces, into their tongues, deep into their senses. And Kon’s erection was between Karen’s splayed buttocks, slipping on the lubricated portal he’d made of her asshole, prodding at the inside of her tight but welcoming anus. It seemed like it would take very little for it to once more be as hard as it had been when it’d split Karen’s sex.

“Oh Rao,” Karen trilled, sinking her own fingers into Jen’s costume and ripping it away from that bombastic green body that showed no sign of whitening again… except perhaps when Kon had another load ready for them.

“I’m never going home,” Jen sighed happily into Karen’s mouth, now feeling Kon’s hands reaching around Karen to embrace her newly naked body, happily caressing it with fingers sticky from the cum that soaked Karen’s skin.

Jen was just as happy as Karen was to feel that wetness anoint her senses—self-restraint wouldn’t be coming from her any more than Karen could muster it up.

They’d gotten out of the bubble, but now, Karen feared they’d fallen into a trap that would prove far tougher to escape. That that’d just keep fucking and fucking until someone interrupted them.

Assuming that someone didn’t simply join in.

Kon’s strong arms flexed as he forced Jen to her knees, down in front of Karen’s pussy to lap it to orgasm while he fucked her in the ass. Which he did. Right then and there.

Karen cried out momentarily before she bit her lower lip and stifled her pleasure. Letting it rage inside her instead of spilling out into open air.

As inevitable as it was that someone would come across them, she wanted to put that off as long as possible. Even if they added to the fray.

For now, she was happy to have Kon and Jen all to herself.

And they seemed equally thrilled to have her.