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“You’re upset,” Tana Moon said. And she could understand why. Meeting Brad again was bound to dredge up old feelings.

Of course Kon had picked up on that. Even if she and Brad were through, Kon couldn’t appreciate seeing how much of an effect another man had on his girlfriend.

“I’m not upset. He doesn’t mean anything to you, so why should I be upset?” Kon asked, forcing cool. But he forced cool so often that when he couldn’t manage it, it was obvious something was up.

Tana appreciated the stab at maturity; it didn’t fool her. “He does mean something to me, but not anywhere near as much as he used to. He’s my friend now. That’s all.”

“Okay.”

“Not okay,” Tana corrected him. “Come on. I obviously can’t tell what’s bothering you, so just say it and—”

“You fucked him, so why not me?” Kon asked, staring at her, primed to receive her dismissal.

Tana’s instinctive answer died on her lips. Much as she thought to insist the two relationships were different, she’d not much been older than Kon when she’d fallen into bed with Brad. And she didn’t regret that.

There’d been some wild times she had with him, even if the context they were inside of couldn’t last. And now Kon wanted to know, if her relationship with Brad was doomed to failure, why she’d still had sex with him and not the man she claimed to love.

“Why not you?” Tana repeated, her eyes lighting up as she really pondered that question. It was naughty enough to be exciting—the prospect of taking Kon’s virginity made her… tingle. “I guess… I thought it had to be special. But it’ll be special all on its own. I haven’t let myself think about it: your body, how giving you can be. But you must want it so bad… you’ve only kept it to yourself because you didn’t want to pressure me. I’ve been pressuring you, though. Making you suppress the feelings a good girlfriend would indulge in with you.”

Kon’s costume bulged over his groin. Without showing any skin, without even striking a pose, Tana talking about it had him horny as hell.

“Clear your calendar,” Tana told him. “You make damn sure we’re not going to be interrupted. I’ll be in the bedroom, waiting. Making it special for you.”

***

Kon raced from phone to computer to walls, calling Dubbilex and telling him to stay away and e-mailing Tim to tell him he was on vacation from Young Justice as of now and locking all the doors and drawing all the curtains.

It took him twice as long as it should’ve, juggling his cell phone and laptop and keys, but it was a pleasure in itself to have this torrid anticipation for so long. He was going to fuck Tana Moon. Finally.

Tana waited in the bedroom, naked, skin glistening from a subtle application of coconut-scented body oil. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears. She felt wetness inside her sex to match her slickly polished skin. She was ready to touch herself when she heard a surprisingly timid knock at the door.

“Come in,” she told Kon, posing provocatively, one knee up and one leg to the side, showing herself off but not drawing the focus to her cunt. Letting Kon find that in time.

Kon opened the door, came inside… and stopped short the first time he laid eyes on her.

“I hope I was worth waiting for,” she said, smiling at how wide his eyes had become.

Kon blushed hotly.

“Shut the door behind you, Kon. This is just for you.”

Eyes glued to her nakedness, Kon reached his arm back, missed the door, then kicked a foot backwards and managed to knock the door shut.

Tana wiggled down comfortably into the bedding.

“You don’t have any clothes on,” Kon said, shuffling forward.

“I know,” she said impishly. “I love it. It’s like being in a bikini, only moreso. Or less.”

“It’s… something else,” Kon said nervously.

“Something I want too. Take your clothes off.”

Kon jumped. He looked wary, like she just might be kidding. But, headstrong as he was, the prospect that she was serious outweighed any caution. He fumbled with his costume, twice redoing zippers he had just unzipped.

Finally he got the top of his bodysuit off. Then, blushing, he turned away from her to wiggle himself out of the lower half.

“I’ve felt that thing rub against my leg enough times to know you’ve got no reason to be bashful. Come on, turn around… let me have a look at what you’re going to put inside me.”

Kon did so hesitantly, as if ashamed of how his cock shot out against the crotch of his boxers, holding the inseam well away from the rest of the fabric.

He was so big, so hard, that his erection held the front of his waistband away from his belly, like Kon had lost weight and was showing off how much bigger his old clothes used to be than he needed now. Only he didn’t have one finger on the elastic.

Tana reached out to him from the bed, running her hands over his slim hips. Almost sadistically avoiding brushing against his stiff cock, despite how it protruded as if seeking out her touch. “You don’t have to worry,” she said. “This is fun, not scary. Once you’re inside me, you’ll see…”

“I’m not worried,” Kon croaked.

Tana smiled. She knew he did have his nerves, no matter how brave he was, but she also knew it wouldn’t be able to stop him. No force on Earth could overcome the drive of his lust.

She worked his boxers down and his manhood jumped free, sticking straight out like a brandished weapon.

“Mmm, you have a lot to give, don’t you? How old are you now? Physically, I mean?”

Kon swallowed, his Adam’s apple leaping. “I have no idea.”

“The right answer is that you’re old enough,” Tana chuckled, wrapping her hand around his jutting maleness. “Anyone with a cock like that is old enough to use it…”

She thought she might’ve spent hours teasing him while Kon was at this fever pitch of need and nerviness, but Kon didn’t deserve that. They both deserved to see how good it could be instead. There’d been enough anticipation in the Konpound. Now it was time to do what they were so ready for.

She pulled Kon down on top of her as she fell to the bed.

His cock raked across the inside of her leg, sweaty and humid. She grabbed hold of the thick shaft, working it her way until the burgeoning head was aimed at her slot. Kon shuddered at the feel of her inner heat, blooming over his glans, waiting to embrace all of his stolid length.

“Guess you’re going to find out what you’ve been missing,” Tana breathed huskily. “Put it in me now, Kon. Now, dammit, NOW!”

Kon hilted himself in her on the very first thrust.

“GEEZ!” he gasped.

Tana couldn’t speak. She couldn’t think. Her inner muscles instinctively tightened on his prick, milking it in pure response to the insane sensation she’d been flooded with.

“I want more, Tana… I want more!” Kon sighed rapturously, pumping himself down against her body, into her cunt.

His face boggled with awe at actually having his aroused prick sheathed where it belonged. Being intimate with Tana on a whole new level. Knowing how she felt now, what it was to fuck her, how much he could please her.

Tana found her voice. “This is fucking, Kon. Do you like it?” she teased, flexing her womanhood around his dick and giving him brand-new feelings to process.

“Fuck yes!” Kon cried, entirely consumed by unbelievable thrills.

He fell into an instinctive pattern, rutting in and out of that wonderful warmth her cunt had to offer. Pumping madly at the depths of her sex, his guide the transported look on Tana’s face as she wholly enjoyed herself.

His hips battered between Tana’s spread legs, driving all of him in hard with each stroke. Suddenly he coiled up and then, sharply tried to pull free, but Tana threw her arms around him and held him tight.

“Let me out!” Kon gasped hoarsely. “I’m going to come… I don’t want to knock you up.” And he felt very suave to have remembered such an important detail at a time like this.

Tana resisted the urge to laugh at his solemnity. “It’s okay, Kon. I’m on the pill. And I want you to come inside me.”

Her words were like a key twisting in a lock. Kon couldn’t resist their magic. He relaxed, sagging against her, his body boneless with all its ferocious energy going into his phallic release. His cum surged into Tana, pump after pump of throbbing delight that he felt all through his body, like he was being emptied of absolutely everything inside his sweaty skin.

Tana wasn’t happy about his rapid eruption, but she didn’t judge. He’d surely done better than a lot of men on their first time. The twitching and spurting stopped between her thighs, but she still felt his hardness, seeming to drink in the pleasurable tingle of her hotly aroused sex.

Tana wondered if Kon could keep pistoning into her with that stiffness—if it were one more way he could push himself beyond the limits of any mere mortal—then she felt the afterglow abruptly shatter and she was back over the edge, crying out in shocked delight, dripping with the wetness of a dam being overrun.

How the hell had she come again? she wondered. Kon hadn’t even moved in her; he was still catching his breath.

But she couldn’t puzzle out the matter any further. Tana came again, hips bucking, head thrown back, a paroxysm of release that demanded every muscle in her body be clenched before they went gloriously loose. Her cunt felt red-hot, flowing with a radiant, liquid light that saturated everything it painted with raw passion.

She squirted, eyes crossing when her cream shot out of her as if to power-wash the ridges of Kon’s rock-hard abs.

“Hot damn,” Kon said. “I knew I could make you do this!”

Tana could not help herself. She tried to thrust herself away from the impalement that had to still be making her climax, but the spongy bed only rebounded and forced her to skewer herself on Kon again. She shuddered and cried out with fresh release. Her eyes rolled up in her head.

Kon reluctantly pulled out of Tana, worried about how ragged her continuous moans sounded. “Hey, you know, even Kory doesn’t do it this much when she’s having her alone time—not that I would know for sure—did you take something? Girl Viagra? Is there a Girl Viagra?”

Tana’s jaw fell open. She was surprisingly silent as she came for the sixth time, her mouth open, but her body unable to produce any sound. All its energies were centered on a cunt in overdrive, melting down, and flooding her with so much pleasure that she could only close her lips to smile.

She squirted again, this time shooting across the room, and the ejaculation took so much out of her that she shook with each spray that kicked at her cunt. A high-pitched howl flew from her trembling lips.

It was like Kon’s semen was a liquid sex toy, deep inside her, where no man or even her own masturbation had ever been able to reach. It fucked her so hard that she lost herself in it, uncaring of anything but that this infinity of pleasure go on and on.

“Thank you, Kon!” Tana mewled, speaking directly from her subconscious as her eyes squeezed shut and tears of joy ran down into her ears. “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!”

Her nipples were harder than she ever thought the human body could be. She pinched them to relieve their kinky ache and an answering wave of sensation buried her. She squirted again, but there was nothing left to come out of her, only freshly produced honey that trickled down her mons.

It still felt so good running over her flaring genitals that she kicked her feet and beat her fists on the bedspread. Tana wanted to knock down a wall, she was coming so hard. The only thing that held down her rampage that she was shuddering too hard with orgasm to be able to coordinate any of her muscles. They were both too taut and too relaxed to move to anything but the pull of her next climax.