Conor led Holly into bed as they made out. He could feel himself getting hard under his slacks. Their love life had never been spectacular. They had a shared intimacy, but both of them felt insecure about their bodies too much to explore. They liked to fuck with the lights off and Holly never let Conor view her pussy despite keeping it very well shaven. Similarly, Holly never paid much attention to Conor's cock having never brought it close to her face.
They were well aroused when they discretely stripped and got back into bed. Conor placed his hands along Holly thin frame as they continued to make out. He felt his cock brushing against her stomach and was more than ready to fuck her. They had never found a comfortable position and it always seemed that there was more discomfort involved than pleasure.
"Are you ready?" he whispered.
"I think so"
Conor aligned his cock towards the opening of her pussy lips and slid forward slowly. She took the tip but not much further. Frustrated, they shifted around to try and get his penis deeper. It didn't work and just left them both feeling bad about themselves so they stopped. He moved his cock out from between her legs and let it fall on her stomach. He sighed as he sat below her crotch and looked at his cock laying up her torso with the end an inch past her belly button. Holly lay back looking up dejectedly. They laid down and cuddled next to each other until they fell asleep.
The next morning, Conor got up and took a shower.