Visibly delighted, she didn't say anything in response; she just quickly got herself situated so that she had a knee on each side of my head before leaning over and getting my cock between her lips again. That left me with a slightly different view of her than I'd had the night before -
equally as sexy and attractive, and more than sufficient to tickle my libido. Raising my head, I happily applied myself toward getting her as aroused as I was while holding her firm little ass in my hands.
Karen wasn't trying to make me cum, and that was a good thing; simply having her doing her best to get (and keep) me hard was "entertaining" enough!
It took me only a few minutes of pleasant labor with my lips and tongue to get her fully aroused; I could only figure that giving me oral sex was something that SHE enjoyed nearly as much as I did. Fluttering the tip of my tongue across her clitoris brought her a small orgasm; when it was over, she let me fall from her lips again to tell me "That feel great, Uncle Ted… but I know what would feel even better…"
With that, she raised up again, then carefully got herself repositioned so that she was straddling my hips. Looking down at me, she told me "I don't have to be afraid it's going to hurt, or anything, but I'm still sore enough inside that I'd feel better if I was in charge of how fast you're inside me.", a bit apologetically.
"That's fine, dear. Take your time, and even if you want to stop, that's okay.", I assured her.
She just smiled, and told me "Oh, I don't think that'll happen!" before taking my erection in her cool hand and levering it up. It took her a couple of adjustments before she was satisfied with her position, then she lowered herself so that her opening was resting snugly against the end of my manhood. Holding me steady, she carefully let more and more of her weight come down on me as she began to impale herself on my erection. There was only a brief battle before I felt her get herself wrapped around the head of my cock.
She paused for a few seconds, then started slowly pressing herself farther onto me, with frequent stops to raise up and ensure I stayed well lubricated before she continued. Much more quickly than it had happened the night before, I found my adult erection thoroughly encased by her fourteen-year-old vagina. As the cheeks of her ass settled onto the tops of my thighs, she looked down at me with the mixed expressions of satisfaction at what she'd done, and pleasure at what she was feeling. I could hear the lust in her voice as she muttered "Mmmmmmm… this feels nice…"
Even with her obviously able to take pleasure in having my cock in her, I was still ready to wait for her to start moving first — if you don't count the fact that I reached up to cup my hands under her breasts and start teasing her nipples with my thumbs. After a few seconds of that, she put her hands over mine to hold them there (entirely unnecessary!) before she began rocking her hips.
Her movements were small and slow at first, but quickly became faster and longer as she started to enjoy the feeling more and more. In just a couple of minutes, she was sliding herself along nearly half my penis with considerable enthusiasm.
I have to admit that I was still more than a little bit surprised that she not only had the desire for us to make love again, but the ability, too. But that surprised didn't even begin to get in the way of my enjoyment at feeling her tight sheath sliding up and down on my manhood. When I looked down to where we were coupled, I was fascinated by the sight of my cock (shiny with her oils) disappearing into her, only to see it bracketed by her inner lips as it reappeared. It was only after I'd watched a few cycles of that memorable sight that I thought to get Karen's attention, and tell her "If you'll lean forward and arch your back, you should be able to see something I think you'll like."
She did as I suggested, and then lowered her head to see what I was looking at; a second later, I heard her gasp before softly saying "It… it looks so sexy… and I can see it while I'm feeling it, too…", followed by a heartfelt moan. Both of us watched as she slowly lifted herself almost completely off of me, then just as slowly filled herself with my erection again; it wasn't until she'd repeated her actions several times that she moved to sit up again, saying "That is so sexy to see — but I want to feel it even more…"
Once she mentioned it, I realized that she had a pretty good point — as interesting as it was to watch my cock disappearing into her tight twat, the feeling of it was infinitely better. As she started to resume her previous movements on me, I started trying to see if I couldn't add to her pleasure in other ways. The most obvious targets for my attentions were her breasts, which were firm enough that they swayed only slightly as she moved; I spent no small amount of time caressing and gently squeezing them — rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and softly pinching and pulling on them. When she leaned forward to put her hands on the bed, I was even able to lift my head far enough to suck on the peaks of her breasts, and tenderly bite them… something that pleased her greatly.
But her tits weren't my only target. It was still fun, if not quite as much, to run my hands over every part of her tight little body that I could reach — her silken thighs, the firm globes of her ass, the smooth skin of her sides and back, the delicate curves of her waist and hips… all were subjected to my tender ministrations. As the delicate touch of my fingertips continued to wander her young body, I could feel Karen's womanhood get warmer and wetter with her increasing arousal, as evidenced by the faint blush she'd developed on her face and shoulders.
Still, even Karen's youthful vigor had it's limits when she was in an unfamiliar position and so much smaller than I was; I could tell when she started to get a little tired, and put my hands on her hips to get her to hold still so I could tell her "We don't have to stop" — "Good! I don't want to!" — "but I think maybe you'd like it if we changed around so you could take it easy for a bit?"
"How?"
"If you want to try something different" — "You betcha!" — "you can get on your hands and knees, and I'll be behind you. Then I'm doing the work, and you can rest."
I saw her nipples perk up slightly at my suggestion, and she quickly answered "Yeah, I'd like that…"
She lifted herself off of me, moaning slightly when my cock finally slipped free of her, then readily turned and lowered herself to her hands and knees. I didn't delay in getting to my knees, then behind her — where I had to stop and enjoy the view of her almost-bare mound divided by the parentheses of her glistening and parted labia, with the globes of her cute ass above. Only when she wiggled her hips at me did I remember what I was there for, and move myself close enough to finish what we'd started. It took a little adjustment by both of us before we were in a position that I could wedge the head of my cock against her opening; holding myself steady, I pressed my hips forward, filling her with my manhood in just a single steady, slow thrust as she moaned her pleasure.
When the firm mounds of her ass were pressed against my lower belly, I held myself still in her for a few seconds to enjoy the feeling; then I eased about half my cock out of her before burying myself in her again. Giving her time to let me know if she was having any problems, I started experimenting to find out how she liked me to move in her — fast or slow, long strokes or short, and so on. It didn't take me long to decide that she was agreeable to pretty much anything, as long as it meant my cock was moving in her. With that settled, I simply got myself settled into a rhythm that would let me fuck her for as long as possible.
That proved to be one of the best decisions I'd made in a long time.