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Her other hand pulled at her own hair, scratched at her face, squeezed her breast, trying to make herself withstand the pleasure wracking her body. She insistently pushed Kon’s face into her pussy. Kon let the pressure guide him more accurately to where she was sensitive. His tongue lapsed inside of her pussy and came out with her cream dripping off of it.

Kon pursed his lips and sucked. He wanted a good taste of the juices filling her sex before he made her come more. It would be a waste if her wetness overflowed her and spilled down into the couch cushions. Not to mention that it might stain.

“Ahhhh!” Cass screamed. She felt as though she would keep coming until everything in her, down to her very thoughts, had drained from her gushing sex.

Kon secretly relished the fact that the unflappable Cass, who’d introduced herself to him by so easily getting through his forcefield, was now putty in his hands. He kept sucking at her pussy. Finally he managed to clean it of all its juices. It was hard work—tasty, though. Kon licked his lips and looked for something else to suck.

In the meantime, his hand skinned up and down his cock, quickly producing results. He felt his balls tense up, every sperm seeming to pound inside his hairy scrotum, demanding release. But as maddening as their continued imprisonment was, Kon decided to keep them in a little bit longer. He’d found Cass’s clitoris.

Taking the little bud into his mouth, he sucked hard. Cass screamed again. “Oh! Kon! So damn good! DAMN GOOD!”

Kon flicked his tongue against her clit, holding back only a little out of concern for how much Cass could take. He worried if Earth women could keep up for genetically engineered, half-Kryptonian lovemaking. Already Cass’s button was tingling and pulsing under each swipe of his tongue. Kon tried putting pressure on it, pressing her clit down with the flat of his tongue. It quivered against his taste buds. Cass spiked her hips, wantonly forcing her groin into his face. Kon knew he had gotten her sensations as intense as they could get.

Her pussy was delicious. Her thighs were warm and soft. But Cass’s clit held the limitless enjoyment of climax. As Kon sucked the little pearl, he tightened his grip on his manhood. The pleasure increased, but so did the friction. He quickly ran his fingers to Cass’s pussy, thrusting them into her to soak his fingers in her cream. Cass wailed, coming again helplessly, and Kon inwardly laughed at the thought that she’d orgasmed just so he could have some lube to jerk off with. He went back to pumping his cock while Cass came down from her ecstasy, whimpering at first, then baying for more.

Kon’s hand slid up and down his shaft easily now. His masturbation picked up speed, his erection jerking and throbbing with the need for release. As his nostrils flared with heavy breaths, Kon sucked Cass’s pearl between his lips.

“So nice! Niiice! Keep doing! Please keep doing!”

Kon set his teeth around her clit. He gently twisted his head from side to side, imprinting the edges of his teeth into her little bud from this side and that, while his hand kept jetting up and down his length. He wanted to satisfy Cass, but he also wanted to satisfy himself. And he definitely couldn’t wait until he’d finished eating Cass out for his own satisfaction.

“How’s this?” Kon asked, teasing Cass with the brief break in cunnilingus to speak, before he was back to tonguing her little clit, boxing it around, only to suck on it again.

Cass gave her answer in a long, low moan. “YES! So good, Kon! Being fucked by tongue!”

Kon kept stroking his hand up and down his prick, stopping only to grab hold of his balls and give them a squeeze. He had liked having that done to him during a blowjob, but he also didn’t trust many people with handling the delicate instrumentation of his scrotum, so the move’s main use was in his masturbatory repertoire. It almost made him come, so Kon stopped.

Without really thinking about it, as Kon did most of his thinking, he’d decided not to come without getting Cass off. Nothing would ruin a good orgasm like the persistent reminder that he still had to finish her off. With that in mind—and the thought that he could keep stroking off without the pressure to come being too much to bear—he kissed Cass’s pussy once more.

His puckered lips sucked, drawing her outer folds into his mouth, where his tongue licked over them, tasting the juices his efforts were making well up all throughout her. Then it speared inside of her cunt, twisting and rolling and laving over all of Cass’s pussy that it could get to. He tried not to miss one single taste of her cunt. Kon ground his face into Cass’s delicate sex, stimulating every inch of her sensitive folds. Almost immediately, Kon knew that he’d given her what she wanted.

Cass came with a loud “KOOOON!”

Her thighs closed around his ears, deafening him. Kon kept licking her, his tongue as far into her pussy as he could get it. His hand rolled up and down his cock until he knew he couldn’t stimulate himself any further without coming, that he couldn’t possibly resist coming even with a willing cunt literally under his nose.

Kon twisted his hips to the side, aiming his barrage into the nearby kitchen. He tightened his grip on his prick, holding it steady, and he spurted. The first white rope shot through the air and splattered on the linoleum tile. A second spurt went further before dropping to the floor. After that, his third, fourth, and fifth shots drained onto the carpet, but that couldn’t be helped. It wasn’t like Kon had gotten off scot-free, so to speak. Still more cum ran down his shaft and over his clutching fingers.