They lay together, kissing occasionally. Karen rested her head on John's chest and ran fingers through the soft hair on it. She liked the smell of him. He smelt manly, and of recent sex. She played with one of his nipples and was amused when it stiffened under her touch. With an ear against his chest she could hear his heartbeat speed up. She glanced down the length of his body.

John's penis was stretching and rising. She squeezed the nipple and the cock twitched. John's heart ran faster for a few beats. Karen reached down and ran a finger along the hard on's ridge all the way down to the balls. It had grown some more before she ran the finger back. She helped the foreskin pull back from the dark red head.

It would be a shame to waste such a big happy hard on. Karen rolled across to the bedside cabinet and pulled out a condom. John was up on his elbows and watching her. They shared a smile before she tore the foil open and rolled the sheath down the warm cock. She bit her lip as she stared down at the gently twitching penis then swung a leg over John's body.

John could feel the warmth from Karen's pussy as it hovered over his cock. He grasped the shaft and held it steady as she lowered herself. Warm, wet lips split around the head and her mouth formed a little O as it entered her. The O grew as the head passed the lips and the walls of her pussy clasped at it. Her thighs were quivering as she eased herself gently down the shaft. The cock filled her more and more until she was sat right down on it. Their pubic hair meshed and twisted together.

It felt like a victory, sitting on John's cock, commanding all his attention. She looked down at the pale skin of her thighs against the darker, hairy skin of John's torso and knew she wanted to see that contrast in as many positions as possible.

John craned up, angling for a kiss. Their tongues played over and around each other then Karen kissed around John's mouth. He lay back at her signal. Karen rested her hands on his shoulders and grasped them as she started moving on his cock. He reached up and played with her breasts.

They looked at each other's expressions, reading how much they were each enjoying the sensations. John thrust up at Karen as she slid down and she made little "Oh" sounds each time. Every few times she stopped and ground against the base of John's cock.

Karen sat up straight and looked down at John's cock where it was lodged in her. He reached a hand down and moved their pubic hair aside so they could both get a better view. The pink nub of her clitoris was revealed by their explorations, inviting attention. John clasped thumb and forefinger over the hood which didn't quite cover the bud, squeezed them gently together and began moving them up and down.

Karen let out a little squeal and shivered from her thighs outwards. John relaxed his grip, until she managed to command, "Don't stop."

As John's fingers moved in circles Karen couldn't help but grind against his cock in response. She moved her hips back and forward, savouring the sensations as John pressed against different parts of her vagina walls. She was going to come before he did, she was certain, but she couldn't make herself slow down.

Karen started moving up and down again, drawing out the building climax a little longer. John lost his grasp on her clitoris. He pressed the flat of his hand against it and let her movements drive the rubbing. Just a few moments of this sent her over the edge. Her legs clasped John tight as she held herself suspended over him. Her pussy clasped only the head of his cock, pulsing around it. Every time she felt her climax subsiding she sank a little on the shaft, lifting it again.

When she had taken all of John's cock back into her Karen laid on his chest. She purred as he clasped her buttocks and squeezed the cheeks then gently began moving under her. Little aftershock orgasms made her shiver and sigh. John paused for a moment and she stretched her legs along his, pressing them together to clasp his cock tighter. He appreciated this, responding with faster thrusts and holding her closer to keep from throwing her off.

Karen kissed John's neck and chin, holding on to his shoulders. John's thrusts lost their rhythm as he approached climax and he cried out as he came. He shivered under her and sank back. Karen lifted her head and moved up until she could kiss him on the lips.

They lay together for a while, until John rolled over and slid Karen off him. He pulled out of her and turned away long enough to tug the condom off and tie it. With it discarded he cuddled up to Karen and they kissed. After a while she sighed, "I'm hungry."

"Sex is hard work." Karen giggled at John's observation.

"Let's get some food." Karen sat up and stretched.