Jon stared in dumbfounded wonder for a moment. Over the past two days, Karyn had transformed from his cute best friend, to a buxom blonde, to now freely offering herself to him. Years of friendship, of respect, flooded past Jon's eyes. A life full of shared good times--and mutual support during the bad times--paraded its way through Jon's mind. A decade of mutual acquaintances coming, and going, swirled around before Jon; his relationship with Karyn strengthening with each passing day. Jon's hesitation--Jon's sense of inhibition--fell by the wayside, as he realized that his relationship with Karyn had reached a culminating moment, and was snowballing past into something much greater.
Jon reached out behind Karyn, and, pulling himself in, kissed her passionately on the lips.
Karyn let out a little gasp as Jon made contact, but then ran her right hand through Jon's hair to the back of his head to hold him against her. Jon's tongue shot out of his mouth and into Karyn; he was immediately pleased to find that her fluids were actually reasonably palatable--salty with a hint of sweetness. With his hands on Karyn's ass, Jon gave Karyn as much of a playful squeeze as he could. Because Jon's head was tilted back and up in order to keep his nose clear to breathe, he had an excellent view of Karyn reaching up with her left hand to fondle herself. Simply thinking about those voluminous orbs was enough to make Jon's manhood--such as it was, with him shrunk to the point of not even reaching Karyn's waist--strain ever harder against the clothing binding it back.
The embrace lasted a few precious moments; all too soon, however, Karyn began to feel the pressure of Jon's weight building against her right hand. Jon's continued shrinkage brought his cunnilingual exploration to its inevitable end; again standing on the tips of his toes, Jon gave a final kiss to Karyn's vaginal lips just before they passed completely beyond the reach of his mouth.
