"I wish that Jon would be no more aroused than I am at any time." Karyn said it with finality and conviction, much more than she had been able to muster only moments before.
Suddenly Jon seemed to relax a bit, but he still held his position; one hand holding her right breast, while his left hand was holding the stone to her cunt.
Relaxing, Karyn nodded, "Okay Jon, you can move again now."
Relaxing even more, Jon started his ministrations all over again, though this time much more slowly than before.
'What is he doing?' Karyn was puzzled for a moment, before she realized that even then she was still aroused enough that if she'd had arms she would be doing this to herself; she wanted Jon to finish what he'd started, and then she would make sure he stopped.
After a while she climaxed again, and unlike before, Jon seemed to climax as well, and once this happened, his hands finally dropped, and Jon sat down on his bed, exhausted.
They both laid there for some time, before Jon finally started talking, quite a bit embarrassed, "Um, I'm sorry Karyn, I, just, couldn't stop myself."
Karyn sighed, "It's okay Jon." Looking over at the clock, Karyn realized that it was now past ten o'clock, and they were so late for school that they may as well not have even gone.
Finally Jon spoke again, "Well, now what?"
"I don't know about you, but I want to take a shower."
Jon, embarrassed again by the implications of that statement, scratched the back of his head, "I guess that means, er, we..."
Karyn looked back at him, realized what he was talking about, blushed, turned away, and finally started fidgeting. Fortunately Jon didn't seem to be getting aroused, not that Karyn would be able to tell anyway, and if she was aroused, Jon wasn't acting on it. "Um, yeah, I-I guess."
Karyn nearly squawked in surprise when Jon suddenly stood up, nearly making her feel like she'd lost her balance before she realized that she simply sprung back to her position against his chest.
This... was going to be interesting.
