John and Karen

Part Eight Breathe With Me!

Hank is holding his penis, he feels his erection, his want, and desire. Karen's legs are spread, her flower has blossomed.
Hank looks at Karen's body, which is still convulsing, her ecstatic state is slowly abating. He gains self-esteem. Karen's head rests on the pillow, she tries to gather herself from her orgasm.
Hank feels the moment, the shift. He pauses to enjoy Karen's sweet trance. He wants her to sober up from her ecstatic bliss. He waits for her until she looks up and looks at him.
He doesn't know why, but he feels this craving for her eyes, he wants her to see him. He applies pressure on his penis. He wants Karen to notice his strong erection. Karen's orgasm gave him confidence. He wants to share with her his ecstatic thrill before he inserts his penis inside her.
Karen's breathing has calmed down. She lifts her head, she isn't shy and doesn't look away. She bolsters her upper body with her elbows. She glances at Hank's penis. Her gaze is thrills Hank, he strokes his penis a couple of times. His grip tightens around it. He is trying to hold back his craving.
His eyes are searching for Karen's. Karen glances at him. Her eyes widen a little bit, she feels deep compassion for him.

"You waited for me!" ❤💬

Hank feels her gaze all over his body. Her gaze feels like she is undressing Hank a second time, despite being naked. It feels like another layer of intimacy has been stripped off him.
Karen's body gets tense again, she slowly spreads her legs. Her eyes fixed on him. Hank is in pain, he doesn't want to hold back anymore. Karen smiles slightly, her eyes conveying:

"Come here, come to me!" ❤💬

She leans back, her legs lead the way. Hank approaches her slowly, not releasing his penis from his tight grip. He tries to hold the exciting moment of intimacy with his hands on his penis.
He bends forward. Karen's eyes tow him to her and on top of her. She touches his shoulders gently, she strokes his forehead and wipes away the sweat pearls that have gathered. Her strokes are a relief for him, he starts breathing heavier in expectation. He inhales before inserting his penis. Karen holds his rugged face in her hands. She is holding him, she pulls his head and him closer to her.
Hank slides inside Karen roughly. He couldn't hold it back anymore. He doesn't dare to breathe. He watches Karen's face closely. He isn't sure whether he hurt her.

"Did I move too fast?" 💔💬

He wanted to insert his penis gently and not startle her. He wanted to keep the sweet harmonious and melodious flow from before when he sucked and licked Karen's flower.
Him going inside her, being connected to her and with her body supposed to be smooth, but he botched it. He feels uncomfortable. Karen has closed her eyes, she isn't reacting. Hank could only hear a sigh. He is waiting anxiously for a response. His hands are bolstering his weight, he doesn't want to put too much weight on Karen's tender body. He fears that his hefty body could make it difficult for Karen to breathe freely. Hank glances at his legs and his knees, he tries to relieve Karen's body from unnecessary pressure.

"Did I hurt her?" 💔💬

But then he is ripped out of his worry with a push of Karen's hip against his. One stroke then a second and a third. Hank feels a great relief. He bents over her and kisses her, he tries to be the most passionate.

"Sorry! I didn't want to startle you!" ❤💬

He kisses her in a circular motion. She responds by teasing his upper lip. She strokes his hair, which is meant as an encouragement. Hank slowly moves his hips back and forth. He is cautious and watches any change in Karen's face. Karen starts moaning in agreement.
She moves both hands down Hanks back to his ass. She slightly tweaks his ass cheeks. He stops. He is confused, doesn't know what a tweak on his butt means. Karen has closed her eyes, she enjoys feeling Hank inside her. She doesn't open them, instead guides with her hands on Hank's hips. Hank understands that Karen tweaked him to take control. She is guiding him. She gently pulls Hank's butt towards her. Hank obeys and starts moving his hips back and forth slowly.
He starts breathing in ecstatic pleasure, he is fixed on Karen's face. Her moanings are getting more intense, he is pushing his penis faster inside her. Karen doesn't resist. She strokes his back to tell him.

"Keep that tempo!" ❤💬

Hank watches Karen's lips open and close by every push, like they imitating the contraction of her flower while Hank is inserting and pulling his penis outside her. The melodious play of her lips is mesmerizing and intoxicating. He feels his entire body in a rhythm. Every push of his hips, every stroke, Karen's hands on his back, and her lips direct his movements.
Hank feels his penis sucked in by this sweet pleasure. He looks at her, he looks at her beauty. The movement of her lips. Her lips are in his head. He gets a deep desire to kiss her. He feels a craving for fulfillment. He is drawn to her lips like a magnet. He slowly approaches them. He is cautious because his entire body moves in the rhythm and it becomes clear to him that he can only move with the flow of the rhythm. He kisses her gently while trying to keep his hips moving.
Hank feels a glow on his lips. He feels the closing of a circle. His penis inside this beautiful woman and his lips on hers. Hank feels himself and for the first time, he closes his eyes. He isn't worried about doing anything wrong anymore. He is captured by the rhythm. Karen's moans guide his way.
His lips loosen up, he can kiss her more passionately now. He feels that his kisses are different, they have changed, he has changed.