“Saaaaailor,” Marlena whined as she shifted around in the passenger seat of the car, attempting to kick off her heels. “Ugh,” she groaned exasperatedly, her upper body writhing under the seat belt. John smirked, glancing away from traffic temporarily to look at Marlena who was a few shots of whiskey past her limit. “Sailor, help me get these shoes off,” she insisted, rubbing her ankles together in an attempt to push the shoes off.
“We’ll be home any second, sweetheart. Be patient,” John smiled in spite of himself. He had forgotten how cute she was when she was drunk. It had been awhile since he’d seen her like this. In fact, he couldn’t even remember the last time she was tipsy before their separation. He felt a familiar pang in his heart, the one he felt whenever he thought about their past few years apart. John became lost in thought, before being interrupted by Marlena’s movements in the passenger seat.
“I’m hot!” Marlena exclaimed, pushing down rapidly on the button to make the window go down. A gush of night air flew into the car, and danced through her honey hair. John laughed. It was refreshing to see this side of Dr. Evans, so uninhibited and carefree. Marlena once again began to shift in her seat as John turned the corner. He could see her in his peripheral vision, but couldn’t quite make out what she was doing until he suddenly saw a flash of blue fabric fly into the backseat in his rear view mirror.
“Whoa, doc, what are you doin’?” He asked, quickly glancing behind his shoulder. He then shifted his gaze back to Marlena who now sat topless, save for her bra, in the passenger seat.
“Ahh, much better,” Marlena sighed, stretching an arm out the window to feel the night air. John knew she was way past her limit, but couldn’t help but be turned on by her lack of inhibitions. He felt himself grow hard when he thought back to how just how frisky Marlena could be in bed when she was drunk. He chastised himself and turned his attention back to the road. He had to get her home before a patient or a colleague saw her in this state of undress. He pressed on the gas and flew down the back roads of Salem as Marlena cranked the volume and began singing along, albeit very poorly, to songs on the radio.
After what seemed like an eternity in his increasingly tight trousers, John pulled the car into the drive way. By this point, Marlena’s head was swimming, but she seemed happy. She jiggled the lock on her door and clumsily stepped outside the car where John met her with his coat which he draped over her half-naked frame. “Here you go, sweetheart, I don’t want you to be cold,” he said lovingly as he attempted to pull her arms through the sleeves which proved difficult as Marlena twisted around in his arms and began racing to the door in her heels.
“Race you there, stud!” she giggled as she ran full-speed toward the door of the town house. John took after her, laughing as he watched her sway side to side in her heels, leaving his jacket on the lawn in her wake. Once they both reached the door, John reached in his pocket to find the key and let them inside. Marlena continued to tip-toe clumsily across the living room toward the small liquor cabinet.
“Hey, easy, girl,” John followed closely behind. “I think you’ve had enough to drink,” John said as he grabbed the bottle of tequila from Marlena’s hands.
“Oh, come on Sailor, you’re no fun!” She pouted, stomping her heels into the carpet. “How about just one shot?” She asked, flashing a million dollar smile. Damn it, he could never say no to this woman. “Pretty please, Johnny, with a cherry on top?” she asked again in a sweet voice as she wrapped her arms around his neck and closed the space between their hips. John could smell the whiskey on her breathe as she ground her body against him.
“Okay, just one more,” he conceded. Marlena jumped up and down.
“Yay!” she cheered as she grabbed two shot glasses from the mantle and topped them with tequila. “One for Marlenaaaa,” she spoke as she poured. “And one for John!” She turned around and placed one of the shots in John’s hand. “Ready John? On the count of… one, two, and… three!” She and John both chugged their shots and slammed them back down onto the mantle.
“So, what’s next?” John asked. Clearly Marlena was calling the shots, in more ways than one, tonight. Marlena stepped toward him and pulled him close once more. She stood on her tippy toes and whispered in his ear.
“Why don’t you take me to the bedroom and find out?” She whispered into his ear and John felt goosebumps rise from his head to his toes. Damn it, this woman would be the death of him one day. Reaching behind her, he steadied one arm around her calves and one across her back and lifted her into his arms. He smiled as Marlena squealed with delight and held onto him tightly.
“To the bedroom!” She encouraged as John rushed them both into the master bedroom.
“Put me down!” John placed her on the bed where she laid spread out like a star-fish in her trousers and bra. He looked down at her face and she was smiling, looking up at the ceiling. Then she shifted her gaze to John. “Come here and give me a kiss,” she commanded and John crawled above her, balancing himself on all fours.
“Yes, m’am,” he answered before lowering his lips to hers for scorching kiss. He forced his tongue down her throat, savoring in the taste of tequila on her tongue. He groaned as he let some of his weight fall on her, crushing his pelvis to hers as they rolled around the bed. Before John knew it, Marlena was shoving her hand down his pants. Usually he liked to take time savoring the feel of her lips on his before anything happened below the belt but tonight Marlena was in rare form.
“Easy, kitten, are we in a rush?” John asked, laughing into their kiss as Marlena struggled to unbutton his pants in her inebriated state.
“I want this dick,” Marlena blurted out. John let out a roaring laugh, and felt himself blush. He moved his hands down to hers and helped her take off his pants and boxers. Marlena began to pump him as they made out. John managed to undress Marlena in between kisses until they both lay naked and tangled up on the bed.
“Let’s try something new, sailor,” Marlena moaned between kisses. This intrigued John, who wondered just what she had in mind for next.
“And what would that be, Dr. Evans? Any ideas?” He asked, grabbing her breasts in his hands and massaging them as Marlena threw her head back.
“I – want,” Marlena began to tell him between gasps as John lowered his mouth to her nipple and suckled, “I want – you -,” she repeated herself, unable to focus between the alcohol swimming in her veins and the feel of John’s tongue lapping at her aureola.
“You want me to what, baby?” John asked before switching to her other breast.
“I want you to fuck me in my ass,” Marlena moaned as John stopped sucking for moment to make sure he had heard the correct words from Marlena’s mouth. He and Marlena had had anal sex before, but usually he had to get her so horny, so wet, so frenzied that she would take him in any capacity she could have him. This was a rare event for them and he certainly wasn’t expecting it so soon. They had only been lovers again for a couple months now. Whatever was in that whiskey at the pub must really be something. John was left nearly speechless at her request.
“Doc, are you sure this is what you-“ Marlena placed a hand over his mouth mid sentence.
“Shhh, eat my pussy first,” she instructed pushing down on John’s shoulders with her hands.
You don’t have to tell me twice, John thought to himself as he lowered his head between her legs. He noticed she was freshly shaved, and wondered if she had been planning this since before the whiskey. He felt himself grow harder as he imagined Marlena shaving herself in the shower, thinking about tonight. Unable to take it anymore, John began feasting on her cunt greedily as Marlena squealed in delight.
“Yes! Just like that, Sailor,” she screamed out, trapping his head between her thighs as she listened to the slurping noises between her legs. She tossed her head from side to side on the mattress, mussing up her golden locks.
John continued to suck on her clit, slapping her ass intermittently, hard enough to leave a red hand print. Each time he slapped, Marlena moaned louder and he wondered what he did to deserve the goddess in his bed right now. When her juices reached a steady flow, he decided to introduce a few fingers to the mix and open her up. He slid his index and middle finger into her hole and curved them upward, stroking her g-spot. He looked up to find Marlena’s mouth making an O as she struggled to catch her breath.
“That’s it,” he whispered against her pussy. “Come for me, baby,” he instructed her and her pussy began to convulse around his finger tips as her juices slid down his hand and face. He knew her body so well, and tonight he was determined to make her come in several ways. He removed his hand from her and returned back up to give her another kiss on the lips. After her body calmed down a little, he decided to take things to the next level.
“Get on all fours,” he growled and Marlena obeyed. She got down on her elbows and knees on the bed as John snaked behind her and knelt behind her ass.
He never grew tired of this view. Marlena had an incredible ass, so round you could pinch a penny of it he thought to himself as he grabbed two globs of flesh between his large hands and squeezed. He spread her ass cheeks enough to see her pussy from behind and admired how her lips glistened in the low light. If his dick hadn’t been throbbing so hard for release, he probably would’ve feasted on her again.
He grabbed himself in his hand and gave a few deliberate pumps before placing one hand on Marlena’s lower back and using his other hand to glide his dick through her pussy lips. He didn’t enter her, at first, just delighted in the feel of his penis sliding between her moist labia as he lubricated himself. Once he found a steady rhythm, he slid a finger down there as well and brought some of her juices to her puckered asshole and slowly pushed until some of the resistance broke and he was able to slide his index finger in her ass, all the while continuing to slide his dick against her pussy.
“Yesssss,” Marlena hissed as she wriggled her ass in delight. John groaned, struggling not to cum from her reactions alone.
Deciding she needed more lubrication, John spit on her ass and watched as his saliva ran down her crack and joined his finger which continued to probe her hole. Eventually, Marlena relaxed enough so that he could slide not only one but two fingers into her ass. At this point, John decided to catch her by surprise and enter her pussy.
He pulled back and prepped himself for entry and then spread Marlena’s cheeks wide. He heard the familiar gasp of breath she took every time he was about to enter her this way. She held her breath and anticipated the intense stretch of his dick in her ass, but was instead caught off guard when John slammed into her pussy.
By this point, Marlena was so wet that the squelching noise from John pounding into her engulfed the room. Marlena felt wild at this moment, unable to stop herself from cumming. She felt like she was free falling. He had broken the dam, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it as she continued to cum again and again on his shaft.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she continued to whimper as John pounded into her, sweat dripping from his forehead.
After he felt her pussy received adequate treatment, he decided to move to her other hole. He slid out of her sopping pussy and positioned himself at her back entrance.
“Ready, baby?” He asked, rubbing her ass with his hand as he watched the head of his dick twitch against her hole.
“Do it, daddy,” Marlena exclaimed and this was nearly John’s undoing as he fought to maintain his control while feeding her the length of him. He had no idea what had gotten into Marlena tonight, but he certainly was not complaining.
After a few, slow agonizing minutes of trying to break the strain, Marlena’s muscles began to relax and John was able to slide himself nearly all the way into her tight ass.
“Oh, God, doc, you are so tight,” he exclaimed, rendered nearly speechless by the pressure on his dick.
“Do you like it? Do you like fucking my ass?” Marlena asked as she pushed her ass out further toward him, swallowing the last thick inch of John’s dick.
“Ohhhhh, doc,” John groaned, watching her ass consume his dick until it was completely flesh with his lower abdomen. He couldn’t remember a time where he was so deep in this part of her. “I’m not going to last long like this, baby, you feel too damn good,” he confessed, getting lost in the feel of her – so lost, he could barely keep his eyes open.
“Fill me with your cum, John,” she encouraged as he continued to press her ass against him.
Nearly unable to breathe, John pulled out of her ass and slammed back into her pussy.
“John!” Marlena cried out at the sudden switch. John continued to switch between her pussy and her ass, fucking both of her holes simultaneously and leaving Marlena a shaking, sweaty mess. Marlena could barely tell where one of her orgasms ended and another began and her pussy was convulsing at a near constant rate as John used both of her entrances for his pleasure.
“Are you gonna fill me with your cum, Mr. Black?” Marlena asked, sounding almost delirious as her knees and elbows shook.
Wanting to cum in her ass but currently in her pussy, John pulled out once more and slammed back into her ass where he released spurt after spurt of his cum inside of her ass. He came for what felt like an eternity and then slowly slid his dick out of her ass, watching entranced as the cum poured from her little ass hole down to her red pussy lips. Her ass continued to gape as John watched the cream pie spread down onto her pussy and their sheets.
By this point, Marlena still had her ass in the air toward John, but she had long since lowered her head to the mattress where she fought to regain her breathing.
John grabbed her hips and rolled her over so that she was now laying down properly, with her head at the pillow. She looked up at the ceiling, dazed as her body refused to calm down from the orgasms that still quaked through her body. John joined her and pulled them both under the covers. Marlena calmed down eventually and curled up beside his torso, tucking her head under his jaw.
“My head hurts,” was just about all she could say as she and John focused on their breathing.
“You know, one of these days we’re going to kill each other,” John laughed as he stroked her hair. “Just how many shots of whiskey did you have tonight?”
“I lost count after 7,” she confessed, burying her face into John’s neck.
“Seven?!” He asked in disbelief. “Oh, honey, your head is going to be hurting you a lot tomorrow.”
“It was worth it,” Marlena grinned smugly. “Seemed like you didn’t mind much either,” she teased.
“Now that’s a fact.” John gave Marlena kiss on the forehead and pulled her close before they both drifted off to sleep.
The Jarlena Journal 