Through A Glass Dirtily update (Patreon)

Roxy’s mouth fell open. She stared at Kon with her eyes huge. Tana burst out with a small laugh and turned to Cassie.

“Me too,” she said, nodding at Kon. “I think I’ll join you for lunch.”

Before either of the shocked girls could say a word, Kon had pulled Roxy out of the booth and down to the floor. He threw her dress up off her legs and ripped her panties away. Then, before she could even begin to react, he dove between her long legs, driving his tongue into her pretty pink pussy. Roxy was beyond shocked, beyond scandalized. She spasmed at the feel of Kon’s long, wet tongue—then squealed as it moved over her tight slit in one long, smooth lick.

Kon reached up to scoop a handful of whipped cream from the table, then spread it over her hot pussy. “Ooooh!” Roxy shuddered.

“Oh! Oh! OHH!” was the only sound she could make as Kon’s tongue went after it, licking through the sweet substance to her pussy, his lips smacking and gulping hungrily at her warm little sex.

“She looks like she’s enjoying being his meal,” Tana observed, smiling at Cassie’s stricken expression. “And doesn’t she look tasty, too? I bet you’re wondering if there’s any whipped cream left for your pussy…”

Cassie’s eyes stayed locked on Kon and Roxy, watching as the blonde threw her head from side to side, not trying at all to get away from Kon’s playing tongue. She saw a huge grin cover Roxy’s pretty face.

“Ghhh, Kon! Eat my pussy, Kon! Eat me, it feels so good, eat my cunt!”

Kon was enjoying himself as well, licking the whipped cream from all over Roxy’s wet pussy. It was melting into her feverishly warm folds, turning liquid even faster as his tongue smeared through it, running in little rivers down between her buttocks. Kon licked that too, obviously delighted. The whole coffee shop was stunned into silence, the only sounds that of Kon’s mouth and tongue and Roxy’s passionate moans

“Oh my God!” Cassie whispered, unconsciously squeezing together her thighs, giving her moist cunt some enjoyment in the excitement of the moment. Her legs trembled with the force of her tensed thighs; she’d totally forgotten about Tana. Suddenly, she was pulled out of the booth, dropped down onto the floor next to Roxy.

“It smells like you’re ready to be eaten too,” Tana grinned at her. “And I bet whipped cream would only make you taste worse.”

Before the blonde could protest, Tana had pulled her shorts out of the way and ran her tongue over Cassie’s labia, her clit, her mons. “Oh, wait, don’t!” Excited, Cassie’s face contorted. Her lips pressed together tightly. “Don’t… stop…”

“Then again, maybe it could use a little something.” Tana motioned to a booth behind her where a jock sat, understandably ignoring his food. “Let me have a little of your chocolate malt. That is, let her have some.”

The jock came to life, leaping up and carrying it over to Cassie. He poured it out onto her groin, Cassie shrieking as the sensation of the cold malt covered her bare sex. It was followed by Tana’s hot tongue—she gasped and mewled as pleasure turned all of her discomfort into an addictive ecstasy.

Tana licked at her hot little clit, running her tongue in circles around the sensitive nub, moaning in exaggerated enjoyment of the taste she got from the malt she was licking up. Laughing, the jock ripped open Cassie’s blouse and poured out the rest of the malt onto her chest. Cassie gasped—before she knew what was happening, the people in the surrounding booths were in motion, rushing to mouth and lick every area of her naked body.

“OOOH! FUCK!” she shouted, feeling lips and tongues all over her. “Do it, please do it! Lick all of me! Suck me! Fuck me!”

Tana moved to let the jock take her place and glanced at her watch. They’d started enough of a riot—it was time to go elsewhere. She rushed over to Kon, who had his tongue up Roxy’s tight asshole, making her shudder and sigh blissfully.

“Come on, Kon! We can come back later!”

“Oh, alright…” Kon pulled Roxy over to Cassie and shoved her down over her fellow blonde’s face—Roxy cooed in sudden delight as Cassie returned the favor that all of a dozen people were doing for her, licking and sucking at her chocolate-covered skin.

Kon and Tana made their way to the door, then turned to look back at what they’d started. The coffee shop now looked like a porno shoot. Food was being served in ways no one had ever thought of before. One barista had gotten out a popsicle and was ramming it in and out of a girl’s pussy, to her loud cries of enjoyment.

“We are definitely coming back here!” Kon gasped, and ran to catch up with Tana, who was already on the way to the library. “Was that the way you pictured it?” he asked breathlessly.

“Absolutely,” she panted. “Even the manager was in on it. Did you see him getting a double blowjob? It’ll take them a week to clean up the place!”

“Library next,” Kon said. “We’ll give them a few minutes to hear about the commotion—“

“Start getting ideas,” Tana continued.

“Then we’ll make our move. They’ll all be K-TAZ 108.8, THE FLAME, YOUR ROCK AT WORK STATION, BRINGING YOU ALL THE HITS AND CLASSICS FROM THE EIGHTIES, NINETIES, AND—“

Tana brought her hand down on her clock radio. The disappointment of seeing that dream flatline had woken her up better than any classic rock ever could.

Not that she wanted to have sex with Kon in public—she was trying hard enough to cover for their relationship when they just had quickies behind locked doors—but she was a good person. She should at least get to enjoy a sexy dream, not wonder why that of all things was a recurring theme in her subconscious.