To all appearances, Karen was one of the most customary, appropriate ladies around. Most everybody saw her that way.
It was a picture she developed. She dressed unassumingly, she acted extremely appropriate out in the open, and she was bluntly conservative. She was an intense safeguard of the significance of conventional qualities. However, under that was another Karen: a lovely blonde who truly enjoyed sex.
Both of us were between connections, so Karen had welcomed me to be her date for a party at the sorority house. Large numbers of the young ladies at the house had a standing, so the way that Karen was a part had consistently appeared like an odd match.
I enjoyed Karen and I thought that she is appealing, and the party seemed like tomfoolery, so I joyfully acknowledged. Much to my dismay exactly how much fun it would be.
I generally had great discussions with Karen. She was savvy, learned, tomfoolery, and expressive. Tonight, I saw that Karen was sitting a piece close, and the discussion was wandering from our typical points in a somewhat fascinating way.
Though we had moved a bit, Karen let me know she wasn’t that enthusiastic about moving – – “basically not on the dance floor.”
As she sat near me, Karen had a solicitation. “I could utilize one more glass of wine,” she said. I had considered getting another lager at any rate, so I proceeded to get both of our drinks.
When I brought them back, Karen streaked a hot grin. She cuddled up. I put my arm around her. I felt Karen’s hand on my knee. Mine went to her exquisite bosom. Unexpectedly, imprudently, she gave me a kiss. Not a well disposed kiss, but rather an exceptionally hot, energetic kiss.
Karen’s hand was on my thigh. I felt her thumb gradually, nonchalantly scouring at my groin. I snatched her and gave her a long, wet kiss. I was charmed. I needed to find out how far this could turn out, so I unfastened her bra. She smiled.
“Why don’t we head higher up?” she said softly.
“Karen?” I said curiously. She recently grinned and unfastened my pants.
“Ready?” she said cheerfully. She grasped my hand and we went upstairs.
As we got to the entryway of Karen’s room, she kissed me once more, scouring against me forcefully. I opened wide and gave her tongue. She got my crotch.
As I lay on Karen’s bed, she hopped on top of me and gave me a powerful, succulent kiss. She wriggled on top of me. I blew in her ear and I pulled her shirt free. My hands visited her wonderful, proportional torso.
Karen’s light hair laid delicately on the highest point of her back, belying what was going to happen. She unfastened my shirt. I played with her wonderful round boobs.
“Ooooh, pleasant,” Karen said as she enthusiastically moved her body this way and that over my solidifying groin. “That’s what I like.” I kissed her neck. She had a major grin all over. Her shirt fell off. She kept on moving on top of me.
Again we kissed, wet and hard. I pushed Karen’s bra off. She took off my shirt. I started to suck on her areolas. Her flexible bosoms started to stiffen.
“Oooooh,” she groaned. “I like a man who understands what he’s doing!” Presently I started to lick her tits. She kissed my chest over and over, down to my midriff. I put my hand on her shapely ass.
I fixed my belt. Off came my jeans, and immediately, off came Karen’s. I saw her hot pink boyshorts, the main thing she actually wore. Rapidly, Karen eliminated them, leaving her totally bare. I loved the way things were playing out. I smiled.
Karen scooched up to my face and plunked down. I started to work my tongue generally around Karen’s pussy. She shut her eyes and tossed her head back in extreme joy, her simply past medium length light hair falling back off her body. She sighed.
After we had done that for some time, Karen slithered down to my groin. She slid my shorts off and put directly down, open wide, right on my chicken. It slid into her effortlessly. She skipped vivaciously as I siphoned her, hard and profound, hard and profound.
“Oooh,” Karen groaned. “Gracious, so great!” I grinned. She hung over and kissed me, actually skipping on top of me. I proceeded to pet and play with Karen’s saucy boobs while I siphoned her overwhelmingly, forcefully stuffing my firm love bar into her. She had a tremendous grin all over. Her eyes closed.
Karen tossed her head back. She was groaning profoundly. She was puffing, taking in and out rapidly. She started to shake, proceeding to skip as she did. Her legs shook and her middle shivered.
“Ah. Ok. Aaaaaahhhh,” Karen was essentially shouting. I began to heave. My hot jizz was immersing Karen’s pussy. She kept bobbing, then, at that point, fell onto me with a hot kiss.
She moved off me. “Amazing!” she shouted. She lay on my arm, pausing to rest. I grinned as I checked out at her exposed body, outlined by her lovely blonde locks. Again I started to kiss her body, up and down.
“Wow!’ she said again.
Karen paused to rest. Presently she got my penis. She put her beautiful hand totally around it. All over went Karen’s hand. Again I started to stiffen.
Karen sat up. She went to the foot of the bed. Her lips folded themselves over my solidifying organ. She worked it with her tongue as she took it over and over and profoundly into her mouth.
Karen was making throaty clamors as she kept on sucking on my hardening organ. It stuck profound into her mouth, again and again. She recently licked and sucked, taking everything in, her nearly lengthy hair traveling to and fro.
Finally. my rooster started to jolt and Karen took in one more rush of my liquids. The radiance in her eyes let me know all I had to be aware. She anxiously licked up the stream. As she pulled away, she licked her lips.
Again, Karen lay close to me. She cuddled near me, her bare body folded over mine. We just lay unobtrusively for some time, imparting the second to each other.
Softly, her hand again moved to my now limp organ. She started to play with it, delicately right away, her thoroughly prepared fingers embracing it in different examples. I could feel myself getting hard once more. I set a finger in Karen, and afterward another. My fingers went to her clit, gradually turning it.
“That’s great,” Karen said. “In any case, you realize what might be nicer?”
“What?”
“I need more chicken.” With that, she spread her legs wide. I moved on top of her and handily slid inside her. I slid flawlessly in and out while Karen joyously squirmed and wriggled underneath me. Presently I went in more diligently, quicker. She grinned. She hit me with another wet kiss.
Both of us were perspiring quite hard. I continued siphoning Karen, shifting back and forth among quick and slow. We were grinding away hard.
She was breathing hard, somewhat expressing her short breaths. “Whuh, whuh, whuh.” She fixed and my hard rooster get much harder. I siphoned quicker and harder. I was somewhere inside her.
Karen’s legs began to fiercely shake. She groaned boisterously. She got me firmly, taking care of me somewhat, as I kept on pushing in and out, in and out. I was somewhere inside her.
Now Karen’s entire body started to shudder. She nibbled her lip and let out a delicate groan. She seemed as though she was having fits all around her delightful body.
“Aaahhh!” Karen let out, similarly as I crested and emptied significantly more liquid profound into her cavity.
I moved off her. We were both very exhausted.
“Wow, Karen,” I said. “I thought you’d be great, however this-” She grinned extensively and kissed me.
“We’ll need to rehash this at some point,” she said.
“Any time you need,” I said. “I’m up for that.” However right now, I was in the mind-set for rest. I snoozed off, dreaming about probably the best sex I had ever had.
