John and Karen

Part Nine Follow Me!

Karen feels every push of John inside her. She feels his skin gently rubbing on her, pushing her belly, she feels like being pushed inside this sweet pleasure. She feels the pressure in her belly, back and forth.
Karen has her eyes closed, she hears his breathing, she feels the strength of his body. Her hands are at his upper and lower arm. She feels the tension in his arms. She feels the contraction of her body and the release. She feels the harmony of the moment. Karen's entire body seems to respond to every push.
But she is hesitant to open her eyes. She doesn't know what she should expect.

"How will he look at me?" 💔💬

She feels uncomfortable about what might happen when their eyes meet.
When someone she knows looks and stares at Karen, she always responds with a smile or says something like,

"Hi!" ☺

to defuse awkward moments. She has learned to master them, but in this room, at this moment, this sweet pleasure, she feels an awkwardness. Every time John's and her eyes meet, she feels close and deep compassion for him, but social convention taught her a reaction to someone's gaze. There are no social conventions for communication during sex, though.

"What's your response to a beautiful man, who stares at you, devours you with his eyes, while having sex with you? Like he wouldn't get enough of you? ❤❓

Should she close her eyes? But she fears that John would think less of her, that she is only interested in herself and her pleasure. And she wants him to know that she enjoys it and likes him passionately.
She could faintly smile at him every time her eyes meet, but Karen feels like that isn't enough, she feels with every push John moves inside her that she wants to grab him, pull him closer and hold him tightly. She wants him to feel her inner excitement.
Karen feels trapped that she cannot express herself.

She hesitantly opens her eyes. He has his eyes closed, she is relieved. She eyes his muscular upper body. His strong hands and arms are holding her legs. She hears the sucking sound of her flower. She is mesmerized by John's movement in and outside her. She gets thrilled. She feels ecstatic strokes on her temples, finding their way from her belly to her head.
She imagines John's erected penis, how he kneeled in front of her and was holding his penis tightly with his hands. In her mind, she is visualizing and watching John's penis moving inside her. She feels like watching herself from a different angle inside the room. The scene in Karen's head spurs her further on. Her hands grab the mattress. She wants to grab John's erection. She wants to stop her hips from moving back at every push. She wants John to be rough with her.
John reacts with a sigh and his moans are getting louder. Karen looks at him again. He is squinting. His forehead and upper body are sweaty. Karen watches sweat pearls running down his temples, over his upper body, down his crouch, to her flower. She feels a deep urge to suck and lick his body, his skin, and muscles. She wants to get every passionate pearl, for every thought, for every ecstatic stroke.
Karen glances at John's lips, his mouth seems to be dry, he is working himself into exhaustion. Karen feels sorrow and compassion for him. He is working his ass off to please her. She feels a deep female satisfaction and she isn't weary anymore looking into John's eyes. She even wants to look deeply into them, look into his soul. She wants to kiss this lips, she wants to drive over this forehead and tell him.

"I like what you are doing!" 💋❤💬

Karen presses her legs against John's hips and rests them there. She feels like riding a horse. John obeys. He stops, he opens his eyes. He looks at Karen for guidance. Karen looks into his eyes deeply, she smiles slightly, she lifts her head, her lips are slightly open. Her eyelids close and open slowly. Her eyes look at him softly and compassionately. These beautiful eyes convey:

"Hi!" ❤💋💬

She lifts herself slightly and reaches with one arm at his face. He willingly grabs her hand. He has been craving for pressing her body against his. She gives him his second arm, he pulls her up. Karen feels his penis inside her. She wants him to stop and let her care for him. She feels a satisfactory glow in her belly.
Karen puts her arms around John's head like lovers do who are meeting again after a long time, but Karen doesn't kiss John with a long-not-seen-passion and craving. Her kisses are understanding. She pads his lips like she would be soothing him.

"I know about your effort!" 💋❤💬

She tilts her head, she opens her mouth while kissing him. Karen wants to feel John's tongue in her mouth. She wants him twice inside her, but John doesn't seem to have ever kissed with tongue. Karen tilts her in the other direction, she keeps her mouth open while kissing him, waiting for his tongue, but nothing happens. She understands and swipes over John's forehead and hair. She slightly smiles and looks into his eyes, conveying: 

"Follow Me!" 💋💬

John looks at her in awe, but he doesn't seem to know what Karen wants from him. Karen kisses him again. She presses her lips together to open his mouth slightly. She puts her tongue slightly into John's mouth to tease him, but John shrieks and moves his tongue away from her. Karen grabs with her lips his lower lip and pulls at it to make him extend his tongue. John hesitantly follows her. His tongue leaves slightly his mouth. Karen glances at him with a soft-caring smile:

"You will like this!" 💋💬

Karen takes John's tongue into her mouth, she sucks it like it were his penis. She tilts his head and opens her mouth further to get his tongue inside her mouth fully. John's muffled moans intensify. Karen feels the excitement of having his penis and his tongue inside her.