John was a man of well thought out decisions… a man of planned executions. Which is why
he thought that he was going crazy, when he decided to meet his online lover for the first
time after she merely questioned the idea. He sat on the train, shifting his weight several
times before finding a comfortable position. He looked at his watch and counted the
minutes until his scheduled arrival.
Marlena had captured his heart one night when he decided to enter one of those online
chats that his friends kept telling him about. He was nervous and didn’t exactly know what
to do or say. He stayed kind of quiet, and pretty much read what others were typing…
watching as some paired off and went private, wondering what they talked about when
they left the main room. Then she had entered.
John saw her name pop up on the list, and saw that she only said hello before becoming
quiet. Probably just watching the action, he thought to himself. He was surprised to find
that someone was asking him a question. He was even more surprised when he read who
had typed it. Marlena was asking him if he wanted to talk. Soon she asked if he wanted to
private.
They continued talking till four in the morning, discovering that this was both of their first
night in a chat room. They were both just getting over a relationship, and they lived about
4 hours apart. She was older than him by two years, yet they both liked the same things,
and got along great. Soon they were emailing each other every day, and chatting at all
hours of the night. Three months had passed and then she asked him if he would ever like
to meet. Without hesitating he had said yes. They agreed that her place would be the
best. She lived in a rather secluded place and would private a more uninterruptible place
to be. She would pick him up from the train station and he would stay at her place.
His thoughts were jarred to the present day, when he felt the train applying the brakes. The
conductor came over the intercom and announced their arrival at the St. Timothy station.
John glanced at his watch and noted with some degree of disappointment that their
arrival time was a few minutes past.
Marlena was standing on the platform, waiting for her knight to step off the train. As she
looked through the crowd of passengers disembarking, she felt someone watching her. She
saw him, standing off to the side… smiling. She ran to him and he swept her up in his strong
arms and hugged her tightly. Their lips embraced as they kissed like lovers who hadn’t seen
each other in a long time.
She led him to her car and they were soon off to her place, talking, smiling, and wanting.
She was unlocking her front door in a matter of minutes. As soon as she had, he pulled her
close to her and kissed her again. They kissed passionately and didn’t care about the dinner
that she had made for his arrival. They wanted each other, needed each other . Their
hunger consuming each other.
They reached for each others clothes and quickly tore them off their heated bodies. John
quickly began cupping her breasts while she reached for his length, stroking him. He
moaned into her mouth as their tongues entwined. With one arm he held her, while his
other travelled down from her breasts, to her moistening petals, where his fingers began
pulling at them.
Somehow they had made it to her bedroom where he lay her down, pushing one, then
two fingers into her. She ran her fingers through his thick dark hair and began pushing his
kissing lips downward until they met her twin mounds. John licked and nibbled at her nipples
until they became hard and pointed. He heard her moans of pleasure and proceeded to
leave a trail of kisses down her body, licking her navel as he passed it. Soon he was licking
her wetness, watching his fingers as they penetrated her, watching her juices flow more
abundantly. He lowered his lips to her and kissed, gently licking her juices.
“Oh yes, don’t stop…..oh god yessss….” she cried. Her hips were bucking, as his mouth
continued its onslaught. She shuddered as she released her juices into his mouth, screaming
at the top of her lungs how good it felt.
John smiled at her and slowly straddled her, his length pointing at her moist entrance. He
watched as she took hold of and stroked him a few seconds before guiding him into her.
Slowly he penetrated her, pushing himself into her. As he filled her, she moaned yet again,
her moans sweet music to his ears. Slowly their rhythm picked up pace as slammed his rod
in and out of her. She reached up and ran her hands over his hard chest, his muscles
rippling with desire. Every now and then he would bend down and kiss her lips, or one of her
nipples.
Marlena soon pushed him off, making him lie on his back. She smiled devilishly as she
mounted him. She straddled him, and guided him into her warm tunnel again, feeling him fill
her up. She began to bounce on top of him, forcing his length in and out of her. She loved
the feel of his hands on her bouncing breasts cupping them, squeezing them. Every now
and then she would stop bouncing and just grind her hips into his, revelling in the sensation
of him inside her. She began to thrust herself harder onto him . Their moans of pleasure filled
the room.
John began to thrust harder and felt Marlena begin to do the same. They were getting
close and a few more thrusts was all it took to get them there. John grunted as he emptied
himself into her warm tunnel, while she ground herself onto him. She shuddered as she
came hard, and then collapsed on top of him. She rested on his chest which rose and fell
with each heavy breath.
John wrapped an arm around her, and with his other, pulled a sheet around them. They
soon fell asleep in each others arms, not waking until early the next morning, where they
realized just how IN THEY WERE.
The End
The Jarlena Journal 