Carla, laying with her knees bent toward John's head, ran her fingers in an absent-minded circle on his inner thigh, the taste of his seed still in her mouth, warm and a bit salty.
"Mmmmmmmm, that was fun," she thought, smiling slyly.
John, whose head nearly exploded with his hard-earned orgasm, had his eyes closed and was enjoying the feeling of her finger. The post-coital moments were the better with Carla than with any of the other women he had ever been with. She just wanted to be there, not necessarily talking and not getting up and running to the bathroom to clean up right away. They had enjoyed each other's company many times and it never felt awkward - unless there was someone else involved.
When there were other people in the room, all bets were off. Right now, though the two were wrapped up in their own little Gordian Knot after sharing a really big O.
The medication John was on for his broken leg had made it hard for him to cum, but it didn't hurt his sex drive. In fact, he wondered if it had made him even hornier. When one of his ex-girlfriends had her wisdom teeth pulled, she had reacted that way. She was off in la-la land, but just with it enough to be frisky with the rest of her body.
John remembered the way she just laid there and rubbed her pussy through her panties. Making long strokes down the cleavage of her lips with her ring finger, which she always used to masturbate. That had always struck John as weird, but it wasn't like he minded.
He liked the show, especially when she pulled her panties - white lace ones with a little bow on the front - to one side and went for her clit, making circles on it as she started to arch her back and...
John's cock jumped a little. It made a little string out of the cum that Carla had not caught when he blew. It had pooled on his lower abdomen and begun to cool.
The sudden feeling of movement surprised Carla, who had lapsed into a dreamlike state, eyes half-closed and reveling in the warm afterglow.
They both realized at the same time that John's cock had come back to life. Not only that, it had never really gone down - at least not all the way. Must have been the medication, she thought, echoing his unspoken beliefs.
"Someone is ready for round two, isn't he," she said, looking back at him again and nudging his still-hardening member with her knuckles.
John looked down at her, smiling and running over the logistics in his head. He had multiple fractures from an ill-advised rollerblading incident, which landed him in front of a moving car. He had an air-cast on his right leg, slightly elevated with a pillow underneath it. He was glad it had not been one of those hard casts most hospitals still used. If it had been, Carla might have knocked herself out with it, she had been bobbing her head up and down so fast on it.
Reading his expression, which was obviously exaggerated by the pain pills, she said, "Yeah, it's too bad about the leg. I could use a little more of this." And with that, she grabbed firmly onto his cock, which had risen to say hello. "Looks like he could use a release too," she said, now stroking him slowly but firmly. "Wanna try the same position again?"
That wasn't what she wanted necessarily, but she understood that John was hurt bad and didn't want to make it worse. She cared about him - and besides, the sooner he healed, the sooner they could get back to what she called "sexcapades" when she talked about John with her friends.
John knew she wanted more. She was what bad porn movies called "insatiable." Whether it was with a man, a woman or a battery-powered boyfriend, she had to get off at least four times a day. And John wanted to give her at least one more.
"No, lets try something different," he said with a smile. "Come up here and give me a kiss first, though."
With that, she swung her legs off the side of the bed. The floor was cold on her bare feet, shoes discarded as she had mounted the bed earlier. She hopped back up quickly and shivered a little. The cold tile had set off a chill through her and reminded her she was pantiless.
"Mmmmm," she said, as she kissed John square on the mouth as she straddled him. "I taste good, don't I?"
