Jon would never have expected to hear a phrase like that coming from his mother and would have been disgusted if he had but at the moment he was awash in a sea of femininity. He was in bed with his husband and wanted nothing more than to do his wifely duty.
Rolling his tight pants down his legs he now lay before Karen in nothing but a pair of delicate cream panties which matched the bra he had take off only moments ago. Karen grabbed at his penis in the panties and gave it a gentle squeeze. Jon once again moaned which only added to Karen's arousal. Hopping off the bed momentarily to remove her slacks, underpants and socks all in one swift move Karen now stood before Jon grinning from ear to ear. Despite the fact that she was clearly still female Jon got such a strong impression of masculinity and strength of her it was making him weak at the knees.
Laying back on the bed in an extremely feminine pose Jon purred, "Come here handsome and scratch this itch for me." He didn't have to ask twice. Karen jumped back onto the bed and slowly peeled Jon's panties down his legs, an act which was itself extremely sexy for both of them.
Jon's penis was now free from the constraints of the tight panties and it was fully erect but it both looked and felt different to Jon. While still very hard it felt softer to touch and didn't seem to pulsate and bulge in the way it used to. It reminded him more of the stem of a flower that has just been watered than the symbol of masculinity he used to see it as.
Positioning herself between his legs Karen gently approached his penis and gave it a soft rub in one of her hands, trying to get it as erect as possible. With her other hand she rather roughly opened the folds of her labia and guided her vagina down onto his penis. Jon gasped from the sensation. He felt incredible. It was like he belonged inside there and didn't want to come back out. Karen started to buck her hips back and forth being careful not to let Jon slip out at any point.
Lowering herself onto her elbows Karen kissed Jon as passionately as he had kissed her earlier. She kept up the rhythm of her hips and said to Jon, "Jon, honey, you are so sexy. You're as sexy now as the day that I met. I want nothing more than to please you and give you a million orgasms." Jon was enjoying himself too much to form coherent sentences but he lifted his hips in an effort to get himself deeper inside his lover. This continued on with both teenagers staring deeply into each others eyes but feeling like they had known each other for much longer than the young ages.
Feeling the familiar feeling of an orgasm building Jon's breathing quickened. Sensing this Karen's rhythmic pumping also increased along with it. Going past the point of no return Jon felt himself screaming out in pleasure as his orgasm started as usual in his testicles but soon spread out all over his body giving him pleasurable sensations in parts of his body he didn't know existed. He couldn't help himself and he started to encourage Karen by shouting, "I'm cumming. I'm cumming."
Feeling pretty pleased with herself with the level of pleasure Karen was providing to her wife she kept up the fast pace she was working at and felt a very sudden urge building deep within her. However, instead of the usual spreading of this feeling it instead intensified and focused around her vagina and clitoris. It had more power than any orgasm she had experienced before but just as quickly as it came it was over and her pace quickly started to slow as her sensitivity down below shot through the roof.
Removing herself from on top of Jon she gave him one last kiss and then rolled over beside him.
Jon snuggled up to Karen and put his head within her arm. He had never felt so content and secure in his life. He looked into Karen's eyes and smiled.
