She laughed into the phone, her body aching for his touch. “So, Sailor, you going to come over here and prove it to me…?” She relaxed backwards into her leather chair, crossing her legs as they lay across her desk. She twirled the phone cord around her finger seductively… wishing that he was here to be turned on by it. The sound of her laughter again filled the room, as she heard the phone beep in her ear, signifying that another call was coming through for her. “Hold on John… I have another call…” She pressed the hold button and answered the call. “Dr Evans speaking…”
“Dr Evans… I have your 11am appointment on the phone… he would like to talk to you…”
“Thank you Sarah… can you give me a moment? I will just finish up this other call.” Marlena was disappointed… her conversation with John had just started to get interesting.
“John… I’m sorry but I have to go… this call is important…” She sighed and removed her legs from the desk. Playtime was over… now she had work to do.
“Oh but baby… I still want you…” John whined on the other end of the phone. Marlena merely smiled, her own body slightly flushed with desire. “I’ll make it up to you Sailor… I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
“Wait… there is one thing that I want you to be thinking about all day…”
His voice was mischievous, as Marlena felt the smile spread across her face. Did she even want to ask? Her curiosity got the better of her. “What’s that?” She pursed her lips, waiting for his response.
“Until you have three orgasms… I am not going to be touching you… or kissing you again…” She heard the click of the phone in her ear as John hung up… the dial tone becoming a drone as Marlena sat frozen in her chair. Her breathing was laboured and she could feel the heat as it spread throughout her entire body, settling at her centre. Her heart raced, as she rolled her head backwards, fluttering her eyes shut as she pondered his last words… How was she going to have three orgasms without him touching her? She wanted to phone him back and beg him to explain himself, just the thought of the seductive game turning her on… making her unbelievably hot for him.
She was startled from her thoughts by the buzz of the phone. She almost fell out of her chair, as she attempted to compose herself, placing her cool hands on her reddened cheeks, before answering the phone. She couldn’t concentrate on what her client was saying… her thoughts kept travelling back to John… and the agony of not knowing what his plan was. She was relieved when she was finally able to hang up the phone, and she dialled John’s number almost instantly.
“I wondered how long it would take you to call me back…” She could hear his amusement through the phone. “Frankly my dear… I was surprised that you lasted this long…”
“Yeah well…” Marlena cocked her head to the side, considering whether to tell him the truth or not. “…I would have called you sooner… but I got stuck on the phone with my client…”
“Do you even remember what he talked about, Doc?” The suggestiveness in his voice sent shivers down her spine.“
Actually no… all I could think about was your little comment earlier…” Her voice became low as she questioned him, her legs again travelling onto her desk.
”And what little comment would that be?”
“John… come on… how am I supposed to have three orgasms if youaren’t going to touch me?” She whispered the words into the phone, mortified that someone might hear her conversation.
“There are ways… Doc… I gotta go…” He hung up the phone again, and Marlena was left breathless, and aroused… his words full of promise. She wondered if it would count if she gave herself an orgasm… because right now she needed release. She closed her eyes in an attempt to regain her scattered composure… took a deep breath and let the calm flow through her. It would make it so much more exciting to wait.
Lunch time came and went… and Marlena still hadn’t heard from John. Her entire body ached for her first orgasm. And frankly she was a little irritated that John had worked her up so much… and then made her wait for three hours before he had even attempted to contact her. She almost cried out in relief when she heard his voice at the door to her office. She smiled to herself… wondering if she would be able to break his resolve not to touch her or kiss her. She didn’t think that he would be able to stand it… he would give in.
“Hey Doc…” He smiled charismatically… his mouth turned upwards in a crooked grin. Marlena eyed him suspiciously… her entire body tingling with anticipation. “Hey Sailor… I’ve missed you…” She sauntered towards him, swinging her hips seductively. He stopped her with his barked command. “Oh no you don’t. We are playing by my rules here…”
“What would those rules be?” Marlena could see the noticeable bulge pressing against his tight jeans… and her womanhood throbbed with desire. She could feel the wetness, as it already soaked through her panties, and she blushed slightly at the thought of how turned on she was.
“I am not going to touch you with my skin… or my lips… and you are not allowed to touch me…” John stood as close to her as he could so that they were not touching, their breath stifling the air surrounding them. “After you have had three orgasms… all rules are off…”
“John… are you telling me that you think that you can give me three orgasms today? Not touching me? Does it count if I touch myself?” Her eyes were half-closed as she breathed the question.“
Only if…” He blew into her ear, and watched as he goose bumps arose on Marlena’s skin. “…I tell you to…”
“You are going to be the death of me…” She groaned, as she fought the urge to pounce on John… which would then destroy the game. They had never played anything like this before… but Marlena knew that it would be exciting, and totally and utterly worthwhile. John aimed to please her.
“So are you ready for your first orgasm?” John stared with intensity into her Marlena’s brown eyes, knowing of course that there was no way she could refuse.
She nodded, her lips parted, begging for his kiss…
“Lie on the couch…” Marlena instantly obeyed, her surprise concealed by her incredible arousal. At this point she would do anything that John told her. “Take off your shoes…” She kicked off her high heels, not caring where they landed. John came to kneel at the head of the couch… he could see the rise of her breasts through her dark blue power suit. He loved seeing her in those suits… they made her look so sexy… but all he wanted was for it to be off her. He leaned in close to her, as she gazed back at him, her eyes glazed. There was an agonising pause… Their breathing could be heard in the silence of the room. “John…” Her tone begged him.
“Close your eyes…” John commanded, his breath hot in her ear. “I want you to relax Marlena… let the calm float through your body. You are at the beach… lying in the warm sand… The only sounds that you can hear are the sounds of the waves crashing softly onto the beach, the birds cooing above you. There is no one else around. Are you there?”He could hear her relaxed breathing as she nodded, her face a picture of bliss.
“I stir beside you… and I whisper sweet nothings into your ear, as you bask in the sunlight. I start at your foot and kiss it tenderly, moving my mouth up to your ankle…” John smiled as he heard the soft moans that escaped her. Her feet and ankles twitched slightly. “I slowly nibble my way up your leg, running my hand up the other stopping as I reach your inner thigh… My hands reach up to cup your breasts, and I tease them, running my fingertips around them, as my mouth comes closer to your centre.” Her body writhed and John knew that she was coming closer to full arousal. She whispered his name over and over again… her back was arched as she experienced his imaginary hands touching her. She pressed her hips upwards, searching for his mouth. John’s voice became even huskier as he considered touching her… aching to feel her heated skin in contact with his. Instead he forced himself to continue. “I push the crotch of your bikini to the side and I use my fingers to part your lips… I lower my head and pause, as you try to thrust upwards. I begin to lap at your wetness with my tongue… soft, slow movements at first, until you are writhing beneath me… You push my head closer to you as your orgasm approaches…” John watched her fevered body as she lost herself in his manipulations. He stood and walked to the opposite side of the room, physically restraining himself from touching her. He rubbed his hard-on a few times, for some hint of release. “John…” she spoke, waiting for him to continue, her laboured tone… telling him how close she was. “I thrust my tongue into you as hard as I can and pull it out again, teasing your clit with my thumb. I continue this until you cum for
me… the most intense orgasm that you have ever experienced.” John smiled as her body became tense, and her satisfied moans filled the room.
He kneeled beside her again, waiting for her to calm slightly, before again whispering into her ear. “You can open your eyes now.” Her brown eyes came slowly into focus… her body was so completely satisfied as she tried to reach for John. He moved back quickly. “Uh uh… no touching, remember?” He smiled as she gazed up at him, gaining her composure. “How did you do that?” She breathed. She looked down and noticed that apart from her shoes, she was still fully clothed, yet she felt like she had just been ravaged by him. “I told you there were ways…” John winked and stood… walking towards her office door before Marlena had a chance to question him about his intentions.
One down and two to go… Marlena sighed, as she hoped that she wouldn’t have to wait long.
She checked her watch what seemed like every five minutes, hoping that John would find her soon. At four, she gave up in despair, knowing that she had to attend meetings for the rest of the afternoon. She was somewhat disappointed… her sexual frustration had arisen again only minutes after John had walked out her door after that incredible orgasm, and she had been needing him ever since.
For most of her meeting Marlena stared into space, twirling her pen as she tuned out. Playing John’s words over and over in her head… Until you have three orgasms… I am not going to be touching you… or kissing you again. Unconsciously Marlena touched her lips, trying to imagine that it was John’s skin on hers, and she shifted her aching body, crossing her legs and pressing them together tightly in the hopes of dulling the throbbing arousal that gathered there. Suddenly her attention was caught by a pair of blue eyes… staring directly at her through the glass window in front of her. Marlena’s eyes widened as she watched him watching her. She stared back at him… her gaze matching his in intensity… hoping beyond hope that she could win this mind game and break him. But she could tell from his determined look… the way his jaw was clenched and set… his rigid stance… that she would not win. John would finish this game!
Dr Horton cleared his throat as the room stared at Marlena… “I’m sorry, what?” She spoke quietly, her voice scratchy… the evidence of her arousal in its tone. “Are you okay, Dr Evans… you look slightly flushed…” A room full of doctors and not one of them guessed the real reason for her flustered look. Marlena smiled and cleared her throat slightly.
“Actually Dr Horton… I am not feeling very well. I hope that I am not coming down with something…” Marlena placed both cool hands onto her red cheeks, soothing them with the feeling. “I think you had better go home. We were almost done here anyway…” Marlena thanked him, and gathering her things, she left the conference room… naughty thoughts about herself and John sneaking back there later filling her head.
When she got outside the room, there was no sign of John. He had disappeared. She looked around briefly and sighed as she made her way back to her office. When she arrived there… a large package sat on her desk. She opened it slowly… her secretary watching with delight as they shared the magic of the gift. Marlena gasped as she pulled out the sparkling pink dress, the fabric heavy as she held it up against her. Laying it down she viewed the remainder of the contents… the pink strappy shoes, and the matching lingerie that made her blush. Her secretary winked at her and excused herself, and Marlena laughed nervously as she held it up… the pink lace up corset and matching lace-up panties… Quickly she ripped open the accompanying note.
Get dressed for a night you will never forget.
I will meet you at Tuscany at 7pm.
Sailor
Marlena smiled, and realised that she only had thirty minutes to get changed. She showered quickly in her office bathroom and dressed herself… making sure to tie up the lace up panties in an enticing, but easily accessible way. She pulled the dress over her head and watched as it moulded to her body, showing off every curve to perfection. Hurriedly she glanced at her watch, and put on her make-up, piling her hair back onto her head and securing it with a pin. The shoes came last, as Marlena practically ran out of her office, grabbing her keys and the box that John had sent.
She drove madly to Tuscany, her arousal once again growing… the anticipation of what was to come seemed almost too much to bear. Before she got out of the car, she checked the box, and found the final item. Two pink feathers… Confusedly, Marlena pulled them out and attached them into her hair… licking her lips as she prepared to meet John.
She could feel every man’s eyes on her as she walked into the restaurant, and almost self-consciously, she pulled her dress upwards slightly, in an attempt to hide some of her generous cleavage. There was one gaze that she was waiting for… and before she could even see him, she could sense him. She turned to where he sat at their table, his eyes admiring her tanned legs that peeped through the slit of her long skirt. They then travelled upwards as he undressed her with his eyes, coming to rest on her rounded breasts… His stare didn’t make her at all uncomfortable… and Marlena added a sensual swing to her hips as she approached the table.
“Hey Sailor…” She smiled playfully at him… and she came closer to him, hoping to entice John to give her a little kiss. He stood, his eyes shining with amusement. He was tempted, but he knew Marlena’s little games. He would not give in. He pulled her chair out for her and opened her napkin, spreading it across her lap lightly… all the while not touching her. He saw he squirm as his skin came so close to contact with her thigh, the bronzed skin purposefully peeking out of the dress as she adjusted it for John’s benefit.
“Hey Pretty Lady…” John blew her a kiss.
“Let me ask you something…” Marlena cocked her head, as she listened to the music. “If you can’t touch me… does that mean we can’t dance tonight?”
John looked almost disappointed as he thought about this… “I’m sorry baby… we can’t dance tonight.” He leaned closer towards her across the table. “But we can do anything we like after you have had two more orgasms…” His tone was heavy, his eyelids drooping, as he eyed her sumptuous body… her full red lips… her soft blonde hair.
“Then what are we wasting our time here for?” Marlena smiled… and laughed with John, when he burst out laughing. “I don’t know… but I think that we should stay here for a while longer…”
“Whatever you say…” John eyed the feathers in her hair and was pleased that she hadn’t overlooked them. Marlena wasn’t aware of the fact yet… but they would be the most important part of their evening.
Dessert arrived at their table and both John and Marlena were slowly becoming more and more impatient, needing satiation. John could feel his penis throbbing painfully, and he knew that he needed release soon, to prevent from bursting.
The sight of the strawberries and cream on the table filled Marlena with a new excitement. This was going to be difficult for both of them… to share strawberries and cream without touching one another. Marlena blushed as her thoughts travelled back to their many erotic adventures that involved strawberries. She waited with anticipation as John took a strawberry and placed it into her mouth. After a few of these, both of them were feverish. Sweat ran from John’s brow as he watched her seductive lips. He stood and moved behind her, leaning into her ear and breathing into it… making sure that his breath would wreak havoc on her senses. He watched as her eyes fluttered closed, and her neck dropped backwards.
He retrieved a pink feather from her hair and moved to sit back down… pulling his chair as close to hers as possible without their skin touching. Suddenly he ducked under the table… Marlena’s eyes growing wide as she waited for something to happen. She closed her eyes, and the pause was agonising. It was then that she felt it… the slight tickle on her ankle… the sensation bringing a new sense of excitement. If she hadn’t been so turned on right now, Marlena knew that this feeling would irritate her… like a pesky bug on her leg… but as John travelled upwards with the feather, her breath caught… the teasing delightful.
She began to squirm in her chair, as the feather travelled further and further up her legs, pausing at her inner thighs. John pulled back and knew that he would have to take her somewhere a little more private. Marlena didn’t know the meaning of the word quiet… especially during sex. And this orgasm was going to be mind-blowing. He came back up to sit on his chair, and smiled as Marlena gave him her aroused puppy-dog eyes. “John… you are going to tease me to death… you…” She stopped mid-sentence and allowed her eyes to close, as the feather started delicately tracing her shoulder blades, the back of her neck and finally… her face. “Oh my god…” The words were spoken between erratic breaths. “John… I am going to cum from just that…” She pleaded him with her eyes. “Follow me…” He spoke gruffly, and looked around quickly, before walking towards the empty function room, Marlena closely in his wake.
“Take off the dress…” He locked the door and gazed at Marlena wantonly.
“Are you going to fuck me?” The hopeful glaze in her eyes filled John with even more want for her. “The game is not over yet Doc…” He winked, keeping himself under control just barely. Marlena couldn’t find the strength to protest. Quickly she unzipped the dress, and let it pool at her feet. She heard John’s sharp intake of breath as his eyes hungrily roamed her scantily-clad body. “You look amazing…” He breathed, coming closer to her… touching the swell of her breasts with the feather… a poor substitute for his fingertips, and he couldn’t help but envy it as it sampled Marlena’s delicious skin.
“The table…” He muttered the words almost incoherently, but Marlena didn’t miss his meaning. She sauntered over to the table and eased herself backwards onto it… her knees in the air as she opened her legs for him… the seductress in Marlena had broken free. “Drop the legs…” She did as she was told and lay there, her eyes closed… her body relaxing more and more every moment. “I think that you will enjoy this, Pretty Lady…” He began to trace her face with the feather, brushing light strokes over her closed eyes, her face, her ear and her neck. Her chest heaved with want… and as the feather brushed over her collarbone… moving lower and lower, she arched her back, needing some form of contact with her breasts. He could see the hardened nipples as they protruded towards him… and his raging erection begged him to give in. But John wouldn’t.
He allowed each of her breasts their pleasure and then continued moving the feather downwards, reminding himself over and over not to touch her. He traced her taut stomach, covered by the pink corset… and stopped when he reached her abdomen. “John… oh god… keep going…” She felt the feather reappear at her ankles and again, like under the table… he painstakingly moved it up each of her legs. When he reached her inner thighs, his head moved lower, inhaling the scent of her. “Oh baby, you are so wet…” He panted softly. “Open your eyes… watch as I do this…” Her eyes shot open and Marlena sat up slightly, watching curiously as John’s nimble fingers found the ribbon that tied her panties together. He tugged on it seductively… still not touching her… and they came open… displaying Marlena’s womanhood to his roaming eyes. Marlena gasped as the cool air hit her most sensitive area… her movements begging for his touch. She felt the arousing tickle of the feather as it teased her over and over again… travelling first to her opening and then to her clit… and she became wetter by the second. She thrust her hips up towards the feather and towards John… but the object made it near impossible for her to get any deeper stimulation. Her loud moans filled the room, as her movements became frenzied… she was more frustrated than he had ever seen her. And she begged him over and over again. He knew it was cruelty, and he knew that if she didn’t cum soon, he would have to break the game. Her desperation increased, as her hands flew to her breasts, and she kneaded them as hard as she could. Her head moved from side to side quickly, as she begged him to do something. All at once, he felt her whole body become rigid… and she screamed as she came hard and fast.
“OH MY GOD JOHN…” John smiled as she screamed his name… and he stepped back, needing to remove himself from the situation. She merely lay there, her breasts heaving, her body covered in sweat, her entire being spent. She turned her head to look at him, her adoring and totally satisfied gaze resting on him, as she silently thanked him for the amazing experience. John was filled with tenderness and he wanted to go to her and cradle her exhausted form into his arms… his release temporarily forgotten. There was nothing more sexy to him that Marlena after an orgasm.
It was like she read his thoughts. “Hey Sailor… could you hold me?” He was sorely tempted, but he refused. “I’m not finished with you yet…”“I don’t think that I can take that again John… you almost killed me…”“But you enjoyed every minute of it… admit it?” John smiled cockily.“OK I admit that it was probably the best orgasm that I have ever had… but I would much prefer you inside me… to share it with me…” She reached her arm out hoping that he would come to her.“Come on baby… you need to get dressed. I am taking you home…” He picked up her dress from the floor and placed it on top of her body. Marlena slowly eased herself up from the table, her entire body shaking from the experience, and dressed herself. Two down and one to go…
It was amazing how the lack of touch could cause such strong reactions within both of them. Just the fact that John couldn’t put his hand onto her back to lead her out of the restaurant door, he couldn’t hold her hand to help her into the car… drove him absolutely crazy. They both knew that they would never take it for granted again. Marlena stared straight ahead in the car… her eyes still heavily glazed from John’s manipulations. She was deep in thought as John glanced at her, smiling at her blank expression. He left her to her thoughts… until they reached the penthouse, where Marlena waited anxiously for his next move… her eyes sharp as she watched him walk up the stairs. She poured herself a glass of brandy and her hands shook as she brought it to her lips, sipping it slowly. She strained her ears to listen to what John was doing at the other end of the house, but she could hear nothing.
“Marlena… you coming?” His voice called out from the bedroom, and Marlena jumped, almost dropping her glass as she did. She downed the rest of the alcohol, relishing the feeling of its warmth spreading through her body, adding to the aroused warmth that already filled her. She gasped as she entered the bedroom… the dim candlelight casting dark shadows on the wall. Soft music played… and a red satin pallet adorned the floor… Marlena shivered in delight. “I want you to undress…” His voice sounded from the darkness, and Marlena turned towards him, the hint of a playful smile on her face. Meticulously, she removed her dress, making sure to play with John as he watched her. As the straps fell onto her shoulders, Marlena pushed her breasts together with her arms, hearing his voice catch in his throat. For the second time the pink dress pooled at her feet. “Stop…” He ordered. Marlena’s hands had just reached the tie of her corset… but she ceased her movements as John approached. He took the ribbon and pulled, watching as the intricate tie started to unweave itself. He did the same with her panties. Then he stepped back again. “Keep going baby… I want you naked for this…” She removed the remainder of her clothes and stood in all her glory… her breasts rising and falling with each strained breath.
She watched him, her body squirming, as he came out of the shadows, clad only in black boxer shorts. She eyed the pool stick that he carried, her eyes widening as she pondered the need for the phallic object. John could see the brief flash of concern which turned into excitement, as he prowled around her, viewing every delectable curve from every angle. Taking the pool stick he eased it towards her, caressing the side of her neck with its smooth wooden length. He let it travel slowly down her body, tracing her womanly outline. Her knees looked like they would buckle any moment, and John didn’t want to have to catch her… then the game would be over. He backed her over to the pallet with just his eyes… he stepped forwards and she stepped backwards… thoroughly enjoying this little game of his. He turned the pool stick onto its side and placed it across her upper body, pushing her backwards with one powerful shove.
She sprawled onto the red satin blanket, and laughter filled the air, as she lost herself in the moment. John merely watched Marlena as her body wracked with melodious laughter, her neck extended as she gazed up at him adoringly. Her breath caught yet again when she saw his intense gaze and her laughter subsided almost instantly. He was playing with the pool stick… placing his hands around it and stroking it… just like she wanted him to be touching her. She felt the smooth wood come into contact with her inner thigh… and she suddenly noticed again how wet she was. “I told you that you would enjoy this…” John spoke huskily.
“I know…” She forced the words out, as the pool stick continued its journey back up and down her leg. She closed her eyes, sorely tempted to take the object from John and use it to satisfy herself. Marlena had never been one to excessively use objects in her sex life… John had always satisfied her fully… but tonight… tonight she would try anything.
She reached for it… intent on satisfying herself but John softly told her no… pulling it away from her and placing it onto the floor. He stood and walked to Marlena’s dresser, rifling through her dresser and pulling out a sexy satin robe, and a silk scarf. He looked back at her… as her soft whimpering filled the air… and he roared when he saw her hands coming dangerously close to her soft mound. “Stop!” The command was forceful, and Marlena stopped in her tracks… humping the air slightly with anticipation. “Fuck John…” Her anguished moans filled the stifled air, and John almost had to stop himself from laughing at her. “What is it baby?” His innocent question annoyed her. “Stop teasing me… I want that orgasm… and then…” She sat up and stared directly into his eyes… “…I want you.” She watched as his erection twitched in his black boxer shorts. He wouldn’t be able to last too much longer either.
“Well I’ll see what I can do…” John placed a chair next to the pallet, and straddled it. “Lie down baby…” She did as she was told and gazed up at him… the adoration evident as she admired his self-control. She felt the silk scarf come into contact with her flushed skin, and make a trail over her body… resting for a moment on her centre before continuing its path up her body. When he reached her now closed eyes, John told her to sit up and he moved behind her, fixing the scarf over her eyes to blindfold her. He watched her parted lips… so swollen and reddened even though they hadn’t been touched. He moved over to the table and took the bucket of ice that had been waiting there, and taking one piece, he ran it over her soft cheek, eliciting a gasp from her… the coldness of the ice unexpected. When he reached her mouth, he waited for her mouth to open and he pushed the ice inside… coming dangerously close to touching her.
Marlena didn’t fight it… instead she took the ice and sucked on it delicately… swirling it around in her mouth as she would his penis. John closed his eyes briefly imagining the same thing… and then taking another piece of ice her continued his task. She arched her back high off the floor as he teased her breasts… running the ice around and around, coming so close to the hardened nipples… yet not touching them. The ice began to melt, and John retrieved another piece, not wanting to be forced to touch her when the ice shrunk into nothingness. This time he started at her ankles and teased Marlena’s legs, leaning over her from his chair. Her hips bucked as the ice found her centre… brushing along her swollen lips. He held it there until it melted, ordering her to be still… and watching as she struggled to obey. He replaced the melted ice with a fresh piece and left it there, as she clamped her legs together, trying to derive as much pleasure as she could from the sensation.
John moved away and entered the bathroom, making sure that the next step was fully prepared. He could hear her heavy breathing and her gasps from the bathroom, and he knew that it was time to put Marlena out of her misery. He took the transparent robe and walked towards her… allowing it to pool on top of her shuddering body. “Put that on and come into the bathroom…” She complied, and he grasped the edge of the robe, leading her blindfolded. He made her stand next to the bathtub. “Get in…” Marlena removed her robe and hurriedly stepped into the bath, relaxing in the half-full tub.
He took the removable shower head and adjusted it to half-spray… and turning it on, he sprayed it over her aching breasts, delighting in the noises that she made… and the way her back arched into the water spray. “You like that honey?” He teased playfully, as he turned off the spray suddenly. “Uh huh…” She could only breathe the words out.
“Don’t stop…”
“I want you to put one leg on either side out of the bathtub… I want to see you properly.” Marlena did… straddling the tub and lifting her hips so that her centre was exposed to John… only barely covered by the water. He took the final piece of ice and placed it on her clit… the hot-cold sensation sending visible goose bumps over Marlena’s body. He slid it down to her opening… and let it rest there. “Push it inside…” He wanted nothing more than to complete that task himself, but if he did, John knew that he wouldn’t be able to avoid touching her. He watched as her slender fingers travelled downwards, finding the ice cube and pushing it into her opening. Her neck arched as she did so… the pain and pleasure of the intense sensation mixing on her face. “OK…” She removed her hands… but John stopped her with his command. “Push it further…”
“John… it’s too cold…”
“Push it further… I want to see it disappear inside you…” Marlena shuddered and completed the task, letting her fingers drag against her walls as the ice embedded into her body. “How does it feel?”
“Oh my god… I think that I am going to die. I need to get it out…” Marlena gasped as the sensation intensified, the freezing ice pressing against her walls, not melting as quickly as it should have. John smiled coyly and aimed the shower head at her open lips, turning it on only half-way. She almost jumped in fright as the water hit her… The heat of the water providing a perfect contrast to the ice inside of her. “Oh my god John… FUCK me…” She screamed the words as she was filled with a pending release. She knew that it would come soon. She thrust her hips upwards, trying desperately to find the shower head… hoping to intensify the spray. “Turn it up…” She demanded, her head thrusting from side to side.
John turned it up just a notch. “How’s that baby…?”
“John… if you don’t turn that up all the way right now… I am going to hit you.”
“Ooh I’m scared now…“ John laughed, his chest rumbling as he continued to tease her.
“I mean it John…” She paused, trying to draw a deep breath so that she could continue. Suddenly the intense spray hit her hard and fast, and she shuddered. And all at once it stopped again. “You are such a jerk… how can you do this to me…?” John laughed, knowing that Marlena had reached the end of the line. He aimed the spray directly at her opening. “You asked for it baby…”
With that he turned it on hard and fast… the force making her writhe upwards. “Oh GOD…” Her body tensed as Marlena came… her orgasm spreading through her powerfully.
In her clouded mind, she counted… three down… She ripped the blindfold off her face… and found him with her eyes, her hands shooting out and grabbing his neck. The force of her grasp caused John to fall forwards, into the bath, and on top of her. He didn’t miss a beat as his mouth found hers, their tongues intertwining and mating desperately. Marlena was still breathless from her orgasm, and her panting breaths escaped into his mouth. But she refused to break the kiss. She reached down between them and cupped his erection through his wet boxer shorts, feeling the hardness as her eyes grew wide.
Still kissing her, John stood from the bathtub… taking Marlena in his arms as he did so. He practically threw her onto the bed, and ran his hands over her wet skin… needing to feel her, and her hands feverishly followed. They wrestled with theirs tongues, hands and bodies, and finally Marlena found herself on top of him. She made her way down his taut body with her mouth, but before she could reach her intended destination, John pulled her head backwards, fighting for control as he rolled her back over. “Not now… I want to be inside you…” He gazed into her heavy-lidded eyes and saw the consent that he needed. He placed his tip at her opening… thrusting all the way into her, and causing her to cry out in pain. His head snapped upwards and he looked at her with concern. “Did I hurt you baby?” He brushed his hand across her cheek.
“No… I am just sensitive… after all, I just had an orgasm a few minutes ago…” She smiled, and nodded at him to continue. It didn’t take long… they were both so worked up by their drawn-out game. His hands caressed her breasts as he continued to thrust into her, over and over again, more forceful by the second. She screamed his name as she neared the edge… dragging her nails along his back and leaving scratches there. Her body began to tense, but Marlena didn’t want to come without John… She had experienced her pleasure over and over today… now it was John who needed release. “Come with me Sailor…” She whispered the enticing words into his ear, and he exploded inside her… followed closely by Marlena. They held onto each other, as their breathing slowly returned to normal.
John pulled out of her and drew Marlena’s weary body into his arms. “So, do you still want to hit me?” He asked playfully, tracing her collarbone with his index finger.
“Hmmmm…. No…” She pretended to think about it, and smiled into his chest.
“Do you still think that I am a jerk?”
“Well… yes! You are a jerk. But don’t worry, I’ll think of a way to pay you back for that little stunt…” She lifted her head and her eyes sparkled as she gazed up at him. “Oh baby, you wouldn’t last five seconds… you’d be begging me to take you. No self-control…”
“What… oh my god… you ARE a jerk…” Marlena hit him playfully and John held his arm, feigning pain.
“You hit me… I thought you said that you didn’t want to hit me any more…”
“Maybe I changed my mind… huh?” She whispered seductions into his ear.
“You know I thought that you would be thanking me right now…” John grabbed Marlena’s neck and forced it backwards… exposing her skin to him. He leaned in and feasted on her with his mouth.
“Sailor, you just gave me four of the best orgasms of my life… believe me, I’m still thanking you…” Her eyes fluttered closed as she lost herself in John’s manipulations.
“Is that right?” John raised one eyebrow… and looked at her.“That’s right Sailor… In fact, I think that I will be thanking you for the rest of my life…”
The Jarlena Journal 
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