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John and Jane

By: timjac2



This is a true story, the names and location have been changed to protect the innocent and the horny. 

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I met Jane on her first day of work, and she was one of those women that made you immediately horny and ready for action. My first glimpse of her was her ass as she was bent over reading something on the desk in the staff conference room. I saw this sweet tight ass that I just wanted to walk up to fondle and caress.

Jane is 5'2" and weighs about 100 lbs. soaking wet. She has mid back length red hair and such a cute face that she could make a dead man hard. Her breasts are about the size if a big Christmas orange. It was an amazing package. 

She was working her first day on the unit in the hospital that I work at. I am an orderly and it turned out that she was the nurse responsible for the group of patients that I was assigned to. 

After she had received report from the night nurse, she had met with me so that we could plan our day. I was having trouble concentrating on what she was saying, but I managed to get all the info I needed to work that day. Jane spent most of her day just trying to keep up as this was all new to her.

At the end of the day, we met to talk about the day so that she could pass on any info that she had to so that the next shift would be able to work.

As it turned out, she was scheduled to work exactly the same shifts I was, as she had taken an open position that had been vacated by a retiring nurse. In a way I was glad as the nurse that retired was a bit of tyrant.

As the months went on I found that we started to build a real sense of team work. We always seemed to get along at work and the shifts always went well no matter what happened. I also noticed that she seemed to be a little closer to me, as there was always a special smile and sometimes a wink. I also noticed that she started to wear a different makeup and perfume. This was based on conversations that we had had during coffee breaks.

She always looked hot when we worked and I seemed to be walking around with a hard on, that thanks to hospital uniforms was never noticeable. As the months wore on, we would spend most of our time together at work, even finding places where we could be alone so that we could have conversations without someone else hearing. She started to complain about her marriage, as her husband, (a fourth year resident at another hospital) never seemed to be at home and when he was he was always sleeping. She complained one time that she hadn't had sex for almost six months, and that the toys only relieved part of the need.

About a year in to our working relationship, we had a chance to go to a staff party that was being held for two nurses that were retiring. We were both off that night and the next day so we made plans to go. She told me that she was going to invite her husband if he could come. Well it turned out that he couldn't so she called me on the Friday and asked if I could give her a ride to the party.

I picked her up and found that she lived just around the corner from me. It seemed strange that we had never run into each other in the neighbourhood, but that didn't matter.

We had a great time at the party, and she was a little tipsy when we left. I gave her a ride home and then went home myself. I had just dealt with some messages on my phone, when I heard a knock at the door. Jane was standing there with a sad look on her face.

She said, " Do you mind if I come in, I need some company. The ass hole get the weekend off and instead of spending some time with me, he arranged a golfing weekend for him and a couple of his buddies. So now he off golfing and I am stuck at home by myself again."

I told her to come in and led her into the living room. I offered her a drink which she accepted, and soon we were sitting on the couch talking, more her venting about her husband, me listening, thinking that I would love to carry her into the bed room and fuck her senseless.

After about an hour of her venting and us talking about her marriage, she got up to go to the bathroom. When she came back she said, " I want you to do me a favour. I want you to close your eyes and not open them until I tell you too" "OK," I replied.

After I closed my eyes, I heard some ruffling going on and then I felt her straddle me.

She said, "Now when you open your eyes, you have to guess my condition and what I need to fix it. Ready, open your eyes."

When I opened my eyes, she was straddling me, and she only had on a thong pair of panties. She had redone her makeup and had put on a touch of perfume. God she looked so hot.

I said, "You are horny and you need sex to make you better."

"Very good, give the man a cigar, better yet, give me the man's cigar"

I was not going to turn down this opportunity. I leaned in and kiss her, and she kissed back. I nibbled her neck and then slowly licked and sucked on her nipples. When I took one of the nipples into my mouth she pulled my head to her chest and moaned deeply.

I told her to wrap her legs around me as I stood up and I carried her to the bed room. As I let her on the bed, she looked at me with a look of total lust in her eyes. I knew that this was going to be an amazing night.

As she was getting under the covers, I ripped my clothes off, and I reached into the bedside table to get a little blue pill. I wasn't going to let her need be frustrated by my running out of steam.

As I climbed in to the bed she saw my cock, and she commented that it was going to be fun being that full tonight. (I am not real long but I have a 2 ½ diameter.) We laid necking for a long time while I spent time caressing and stroking her body. I purposely stayed away from her pussy, as I wanted to make that wet all by myself. 

After a while, I slowly kissed my way to her breasts again. I licked and nibbled and pinched and sucked on them.. God I loved her tits. They were perfect, perky and so firm and they felt so good and tasted even better.

I couldn't wait though to get to her pussy. I eventually kissed and licked my way to her pussy. It was already covered with dew, and I used the tip of my tongue to slowly lick up just the outside lips tasting her sweet moisture. The taste was that of a sweet orange, and the sweet musky smell of her started to emanate from her.

I licked and sucked on her lips for a long time and then slowly found my way to her clit. It seemed that the moment I started to lick it she started to cum. She arched her back and grabbed the sheets as she came hard, the juices flowed out of her, and I tried to suck them all up.

My sucking on her pussy as she came, seemed to extend the orgasm. When she finally settled, I started to build her up to another. I made her cum three times before I slowly moved back up her body.

She said, "I want your cock in me and I don't care if it rips me apart."

I suggested that she get on top and take her time. She wasn't sure if she could get the whole thing in her, but she straddled me and tried to get my cock into her.

After a couple of minutes of trying, she looked at me with a look of frustration. I reached over and grabbed my KY from the table and I used it to grease my cock and the outside of her pussy.

After we were lubed up, she tried again and she actually got the head in. She worked slowly and got about an inch and half in and then all of a sudden she just drove down on it taking all that she could. There was look of pain and lust in her eyes at the same time. I wasn't quite all in but I figured with time it would all go in.

She moved up and down a few times and we started to feel comfortable. She rolled us over and looked at me with those fuck until I pass out eyes.

I started stroking slowly letting her open up a little more, so that I wouldn't hurt her, or my self. I could see that it was getting to her so I started to stroke a little faster.

Al I heard from her was, "Oh my good God, that feels amazing, I have never been so full."

I continued to fuck her, trying to hold myself off. She was arching to meet me with each stroke, and soon she was moaning as she started to cum. I fought hard not to cum as I wanted more of this tight sweet pussy.

We started to fuck after she came down, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold off this time.

As she started to cum, she moaned at me, "Fill me baby, cum and fill me full, let me feel you hot cum shooting into me."

That was all I needed, and I started to shoot into her. I shot about six big wads as she came hard squeezing my cock as she came.

As we finished cumming, I rolled her over and she just laid her head on my chest. 

After a few moments of trying to catch our breath, she said, "God that was so good, I haven't felt that fucked in such a long time. It felt so good having you cum in me. I just love the feeling of cum shooting into me. I find that so incredibly satisfying."

As I softened, she slid off of me and snuggled up with her head on my chest. I laid there for a while just stroking her back and ass. She suddenly got up and started to lick my cock. She said, "I don't know if I can get that in my mouth but I am going to give it a good try."

She licked and sucked on the head and soon I was real hard again. She couldn't get more than a couple of inches into her mouth, but she was giving it all she could.

After about ten minutes of her sucking me, she straddled me and mounted my cock again. She rode me hard Cumming twice and then just when I thought I was going to cum again she rolled us over and we fucked until I filled her one more time.

I don't know what time it was when we finally fell asleep but she slept all night with her head on my chest.

The next morning, as we awoke, She said, "I have to get going just in case the asshole is looking for me."

She got dressed and was soon on her way home.

It is Sunday night and I was just getting ready to go to bed, when I heard a knock on the door. Jane was standing there again but this time she had a small suitcase with her. After she came in and we hugged, I looked at her with huge question on my face. She said, "I have left the asshole, when he got home to night there was no apology or anything, he just went upstairs, had a shower and went to work. I have had it with him, and I am getting rid of him. Can I stay here for a few days until I figure out what I am going to do.?"

I told her she could stay as long as she wanted. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me and kissed me hard and deep. As she got back down, she headed for the bedroom. As went to lock up I thought tomorrow is going to be a rough day at work, but I sure we will get through. I wasn't wrong. In fact the next few days were rough, but we seemed to have found a rhythm and our nights together are so filled with love that I couldn't be happier.

She promised me that we will be able to try anything I want as long as we can try the things she wants.

I look forward to the future. 

John and Jane



The sun was rising slowly over the horizon. Jack had been sitting there for at least an hour, just waiting. His friend, Jane, had told him to meet her there a few days ago over the phone, without specifying a date or time. For some reason she thought he'd know when. "The place where we used to go." was what she said. He had just returned to his hometown, and it seemed like nothing was the same. The small farm community had started turning into a city. Supermarkets had invaded the town's center, followed quickly by smaller chain stores. It had been a few years, admittedly, but home was still home, and it still had some remnants of what it used to be. He had been missing his family, and his welcoming reception for him coming back was nothing short of crazy. Everyone in the town was there, well, every former resident. With the influx of citizens, it was hard to keep up, or so he had been told. Everyone except one. Jane. People hadn't seen her, and Jack was starting to think that he was really the last person to have any real contact with her. 

The sun burst over the flat horizon beautifully. The "meeting tree" was on a small bump near their high school that they called a hill, for lack of a better description. The grass was overgrown, and there was just a meadow of grass and wildflowers as far as the eye could see. As much as the town had been built up, there was still a place where you could see nothing but uninterrupted nature in one direction. It was about 6:30 AM, and after the summer sun had made its way up past the horizon, Jack could tell a beautiful day was in the making. He looked across the fields of yellow, red, and white, a beautiful collection of vivid color. Behind him, the town was slowly starting to awaken. He was still close to the main road, and could hear cars starting up and traveling to and fro and he knew that his peaceful morning would still start up, and he would soon leave and go to his job, then return the next morning, waiting for Jane.

He looked at his watch, it was six forty-two now. He stood slowly, looking down the horizon one last time before turning his back to it and heading towards his car which was parked in the high-school's parking lot. He got in his car and started it up, staring ahead of him at the field of flowers, then back to the tree one last time. Nothing had changed, and it was still as peaceful as ever. He longed for Jane to be on the hill and for her to just lean up and pull her hair back behind her ears. He remembered back in high school, her gorgeous hair. It seemed like every week it was a different color and style, but it always seemed to shine like polished gold, and even when it wasn't blonde, you could still sometimes see the glimmer of her natural hair color bursting though. He and Jane had never officially dated, but he had always wanted to. They had grown up in such a small town, and everyone had always expected them to go together. The two junebugs, born in the same hospital on the same day, June 7th. "Heh... That's tomorrow." Jack thought to himself as he shifted the car out of park and started to pull out of the parking lot as teachers and students started making their way in. 

Jack's day went by uneventfully. He didn't really have much to do, since he was just visiting, so he helped his father at his tool shop, but business hadn't been going as well since the big Sears moved into the neighborhood. No one cared much for custom made tools. Even if they were more reliable, they took time to make and it was much easier and cheaper to buy three brand name tools than to wait for one to be made. This was just the way his father was though. He didn't care for new things, and he was getting older. He had settled into this way of life, and he didn't expect anything more. Halfway through the day, Jack left the store and started heading back home. It was slow today, like every day, and he didn't feel like sticking around. Besides, it's not like anyone came in, and his father was just busy at work filling an order someone had placed. 

On his way home, Jack saw the old flower shop and decided to stop in. Inside was a wrinkled old man, someone Jack was very familiar with. "Hey John." Jack said, with a smile and a halfhearted wave. 

"Eh? Who's there." John responded, fumbling for his glasses.

"It's just me. Jack!" Jack said, smiling warmly. "I was wondering if you could hook me up with some flowers. I want to plant one down tomorrow."

"Ah, Jack, of course. Anything for my favorite worker." He said, with a wink. As John started deciding for Jack which flowers he was going to purchase (an old tradition of John's, who always told Jack he must be colorblind), he tried to strike up a conversation.

"Have you seen Jane around lately? I remember when you two were attatched at the hip," John said with a chuckle, "why I remember when I used to get my two workers for the price of one." 

Jack frowned, and John knew not to ask. "Well, if you see Jane, tell her I said hi." John said, giving the flowers he selected to Jack. 

"Will do." Jack said, putting a five on the counter and walking out of the store.

Jack sat in his car for a few minutes, looking at the flowers that John had selected for him. They hadn't finished blooming yet, but he could tell that they were going to burst soon into a beautiful purple. They were perfect for what he wanted them for. Tomorrow was the last day that Jack would be waiting by that tree. He couldn't wait forever, and he wanted Jane to know that he had tried. He hoped she would see the flowers and know that he had been there waiting for her. Jack returned home at about two o' clock, and shut himself in his room so he would not be disturbed. He took out a pen and paper and started writing letters. Love letters. Love letters for Jane. 

The next morning came quickly, and Jack woke up with a start. In front of him was his final draft, his final love letter to his Jane. Piles of papers were stacked up in the garbage cans and on the floor. This wasn't a new project, he had been writing these for days. The night before, he had wrapped it up perfectly. He got everything he wanted to say down on paper, finally. He folded it up, put it into an envelope and sealed it with a wax seal. Here it was... everything he wanted to say in his hands. He took the flowers he purchased the day before off of the kitchen table and headed out the door. It was 4:22 AM, and the stars were still twinkling. The morning sun hadn't started fading them away yet, but before long, the sun would be up, and it would be another Jane-less day.

He grabbed a shovel from his garage and tossed it into his trunk, then carefully put the flower down in the passengers seat and started up the car. He drove slowly through his neighborhood, remembering things as he drove through his old neighborhood. Over at the park was where he and Jane used to swing together. The dance studio where Jane used to force Jack to take lessons with her. He couldn't help but smile as he passed by these places. The memories infecting his brain. They were stronger today then before. Then he believed it. He was going to see Jane today. 

He pulled his car into the high-school parking lot, into the innermost corner, closest to the meeting tree. He got out of his car, taking the flower with him, then stood there for a second, making sure the sealed envelope was in his pocket. Then he went around to the trunk to get his shovel out of the trunk. He made his way up to the hill and looked across the horizon. He could point out the place where the sun was going to peek up first by now. He let out an audible sigh before driving the shovel into the ground. In a matter of minutes, he had the flower planted in front of the tree where he wanted it, then sat down, staring at the horizon with the shovel across his lap and the letter in both of his hands. And he waited.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Ten minutes.

Thirty minutes. It was five o' clock now.

Fifty minutes.

One hour and twenty minutes. 

It was peaceful. The sun was going to be rising soon.

Suddenly, Jack felt something on his shoulder. 

"What the f-" Jack started, before his mouth was covered by oozing black sludge, which pulled him backwards, his back getting wet with the black ooze as it seeped through his clothes. Jack struggled for a second, grasping at the ooze in an attempt to wretch it off, but it didn't seem to move, he just seemed to be able to move his hand right through it. He started struggling, and rolled to the side which freed him. He spit the ooze out of his mouth, and grabbed his shovel, before spinning around and swinging it. A giant black ooze was what met his shovel. The amorphous black ball of sludge didn't move, it just sat there as the shovel tore through it, unresponsive to it. The shovel passed through the other side, splashing some of the goop onto the ground to the side. 

"What are you?" Jack said, stunned, holding the shovel in an aggressive pose. An eyeball slowly emerged from the disgusting pile of sludge, and a tentacle slowly reached out of it, towards Jack. 

"What the actual fuck do you want?" He shouted, slapping the tentacle away with the flat side of his shovel. The tentacle splattered against the side of the shovel, splashing speckles of black goo on Jack. He quickly brushed it off, and jumped back, almost tumbling down the hill. He caught his balance, barely, but the ooze didn't make any moves to come closer. The eyeball moved down its body, looking down at the letter which had fallen to the ground and the flower that Jack had planted. It extended a tentacle to the flower. Just then, the sun popped its head up from over the horizon. It was a touchingly disturbing scene, Jack couldn't help but watch as the sun started rising as the ooze gently touched the flower, the oozing tentacle slowly wrapping around the flower. It seemed gentle, and it slid closer to the flower, as if it were about to smell it. It gently tilted the flowers head towards its body.

Jack watched, somewhat disgusted, and incredibly frightened, and took the creatures distraction as an opportunity to get the sludge off his body. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then quickly took off his shirt, wiping as much of the sludge as he could off his back with his shirt. The creature was frozen, with the tentacle wrapped around the flower. Another tentacle reached for the letter which had fallen to the ground, slightly crumpled, but still sealed, and pulled it into its body. "Hey!" Jack shouted, not quite sure if he should attack the creature for the letter, or just let it go. It quickly disappeared into the blob, and Jack's mind was made up for him. For a few more seconds, the ooze didn't move. 

Suddenly, the flower let out a barely audible, soft, crisp, snapping sound. Jack cringed, but then he remembered the way Jane was with flowers. She would do the same thing. He remembered she would go through the field and smell each individual flower for a minute before deciding if the flower was worthy enough to be killed in the name of love. Despite the flower not being bloomed yet, and the creature not appearing to have any nose to smell, the name escaped his mouth. 

"Jane...?" he said, almost in a question.

The creatures eye slowly slid across its body, and it seemed to settle on Jack, though it was a little low, so it seemed to be staring at Jack's chest instead of his face. A few bubbles popped up out of the creature. Jack's posture relaxed as the tentacle that had snapped the flowers neck slowly extended the flower to Jack. Jack was about three meters away, but still, instead of moving closer, the creature just let its tentacle continue to come out of its body. The tentacle stopped an inch away from Jack's body, the flower starting to droop over. Jack stopped holding the shovel with both hands, and slowly reached for the flower. The sun was shining pretty brightly now, fully exposed over the horizon.

Jack noticed that the wax seal of the envelope had fallen out of the creature, which reminded him of another of Jane's habits, the reason he started sealing his envelopes in wax in the first place. She liked collecting the seals, she would always be so careful to take the wax seal off the envelope and keep it safe. Jack didn't understand it, but he thought that maybe... just -maybe- this... this creature was Jane. "Jane...?" he said again, slowly moving his free hand to take the flower from the tentacle. He took the flower gently into his hand, the tentacle reacting gently, sliding onto his arm, gently touching it. It felt like a massage chair as it gently moved along his forearm. 

Jack smiled and took a step towards the blob, the gooey tentacle wrapping more and more around his arm. He took another step forward, and the tentacle started wrapping up around his arm, up to his shoulder. Slowly he took more and more steps, and with every step, the tentacle wrapped more and more around him. It wasn't a bad feeling, it tickled gently. A few more tentacles had started moving out of the ooze and started wrapping themselves around his other arm and one around his leg. They were all snaking around him, and he found himself more and more covered in the black goo. The ooze around his leg slowly pulled down on his pant leg, and pulled one of Jack's arms down to his pants. Jack blushed a little, now only a meter away from the creature, more tentacles slowly coming out of the creatures body. 

"Ghrnrmrbmmbrm" It bubbled out, black foam falling to the ground. Jack unbuttoned his jeans and undid his belt-buckle. The creature's tentacles seemed to do the rest for him as Jack was slowly taken out of his clothes into the cold morning air. Jack blushed as his naked body was caressed softly by the tentacles. "Jane..." Jack said, now positive it was her. "I missed you... I love you." He said, with a smile on his face. The ooze stopped for a second. 

"Ghrmrmmbmbmll?" it seemed to ask. The black tentacles resumed, gently rubbing his upper thigh, with another one working on his other leg, softly massaging all of his muscles. Jack blushed as one of his muscles started functioning a little bit better. He blushed as the eye of the ooze moved down to look at his cock as it slowly started hardening. He turned his head away, shamefully. A tentacle gently rubbed his cheek leaving a trail of slime on it, directing his face back to the ooze's main body. The tentacle which was rubbing his leg slowly slid up towards his now, fully erect, nine-inch cock. It slowly wrapped around it, and Jack couldn't help but let out a soft moan. 

"Wait... is this really okay..?" Jack said to the blob. 

The blob didn't respond, as it was just a blob, but a gray foam started seeping out from under it, bubbling onto Jack's feet. The tentacles were now all over Jack, wrapped around his arms, legs, and torso. Jack grunted in pleasure as the tentacle around his hard cock started rubbing slowly up and down his member. 

"Ohh..." Jack said, closing his eyes to enjoy it. In his head, he imagined Jane as she once was. He felt himself get pulled closer to the main body mass of the creature, more of the tentacle wrapping itself around his cock, with every sliding movement, he couldn't help but let out a gasp of pleasure. "Oh god... Jane..." he said, as he took a step closer. He opened his eyes once more, and slid his hand into the creature. 

"Ghrrmrblblblbllbmrmr" It said, its tentacles shivering as Jack slowly sloshed his arm around inside the monster, the gray foam, now a light blue color, leaking out and down the hill, not soaking into the ground. "You like that, Jane?" Jack said, moving his arm around inside the ooze quicker. The tentacle around his cock started rubbing it furiously, and Jack gasped with pleasure. "You won't get away with it that easily." Jack said, breaking his other arm out of the grasp of the tentacles and jamming it into the inside of the blob. The foam streaming from the bottom of the black blob turned a pale blue, almost to a white color immediately as it let out another incomprehensible combination of bubbles and puckering noises. It quickened its stroking on his cock. "You're a fucking monster now, aren't you?" Jack said, pulling his arms towards his shoulders like he was doing the macarana in an attempt to move the blob closer. Realizing it wasn't moving anywhere, but the foam was still coming out, getting lighter by the second, he thrust his hips closer, pushing his cock inside the ooze, barely missing the eye of the thing. 

It bubbled in pleasure, the foam it was excreting now a thick white substance past his feet. Jack wiggled his arms inside the monster, his cock feeling absolutely amazing, the tentacles pulling him in. Every second was pure ecstasy as Jack felt himself starting to cum. He wiggled his arms around, the creatures foam now coming out in an even greater stream, the foam starting to rest in a growing puddle at the bottom of the hill. "OHHHH... JANEEE!!!!" Jack shouted, cumming more than he had ever cum before. "I LOVE YOU!!!" He screamed.

Up to his neck inside the blob, he let himself go, and he could feel it all around him, he inside the monster. He turned his head to look at the field of flowers, and his eyes went wide. Watching in absolute horror at the bottom of the hill was Jane, who, when Jack made eye contact with, screamed in terror. Jack started struggling, and the blob slowly pulled him in, gurgling in delight. Jack struggled to escape, faintly hearing the screams of Jane. He moved his arms as far out as he could, feeling fresh air on his arm, but they were quickly pulled back in by the tentacles. As he struggled, he could feel the foamy bottom, and he couldn't hold his breath anymore. He let his mouth open, and that was his last mistake as his mouth was filled with black goo, drowning him. 



John and Jane



Dear John,

Darling, I miss you so very much. The nights seem endless as I lay in our bed alone. I dream of the day you return to me. 

I spend my days thinking of the times we spent together. From romantic walks in the park at sunset to lying in our bed held tight in your arms, I remember each moment so vividly.

You know what I miss the most, I miss the feel of your touch upon my skin. I love the way you brush my hair away from my eyes and tuck it behind my ear. When you hold my face in your hands as we kiss, I can feel the love seeping through your fingertips. 

Hurry home to me my love. I will be here impatiently waiting for your return to me.  

Love,
Jane




Dear Jane,

My lovely wife I miss you with all of my heart. My nights are filled with thoughts of your beautiful smile. It lights up the room the moment you walk into it. The cell I was assigned is a prison to me in more than one way. Though it keeps my body here my heart makes nightly makes daily flights to you. 

I long to feel the touch of your hands upon my bare chest as we lay side by side each night in our bed. I need your kiss upon my lips as our tongues dance within each others' mouths.

When I get out of here, I want to walk hand in hand with you in our park. I can not wait to sit on our special bench and watch the sunset over the horizon. I miss our quiet moments together . 

Until we are together face  to face, you will be in my heart and on my mind. I am impatiently awaiting my release from my prison hell.

Love, 
John 



Dear John,

It was wonderful receiving your letter in the mail today. It put a smile on my face to your words. While you have always told me that you are with me no matter what the distance is between us, it was wonderful to hear that your heart takes nightly flights to me. 

I can not wait until the day I can wrap my arms around you . I promise you  this I will not be letting go for a long, long time. My lips can not wait to feel the sweet caress of your lips  up them as our tongues intertwine.

Hope you do not mind when you come home we may not leave the bedroom for a long time. I want explore every inch of your body and I want you to do the same to mine. I need to feel every inch of you pressed up against me. I need to feel like you have no intention of  leaving me ever again. 

I am yours always my love. I await your return to me impatiently.

Love, 
Jane


Dear Jane,

Your words make day a little brighter. When the mail comes I hope and pray that I get a letter from you. 

Those sunset walks are one of my favorite things to do. It is wonderful to spend our quiet time . The way it feels to hold your hand is amazing . When you talk about the future, it makes me fall ever further in love with the woman that I married. 

As for your comment about not leaving the bedroom, I am perfectly fine with that . You can only imagine what I want to do to you. I want to hear you moan for hours . You will be constantly shuddering under my caress. Your nipples will become rock hard when I suck them into my mouth. It will feel great to have you trembling underneath my body. 

Until the day, we are once again  wrapped in each others' arms, I am yours. I am impatiently waiting for my return to you.

Love, 
John



Dear John,

In a few days, you will be home and we will get the chance to do everything the both of us have dreamed about for the last few months. I can not wait to see you once again. 

When you get home I have special plans for the two of us . First I am going to make you your favorite dinner. Then maybe we can have strawberries dipped in chocolate for desert. 

After we finish eating if it is not raining then we can take a moonlight walk. It will be wonderful to watch the sunset wrapped in each others' arms. 

Once the sun goes down, I will take you home and I will take you to our bedroom. Then I will slowly strip all my clothes off . I will lay down on the bed  while I watch you do the same. Then as you lower yourself onto the bed, I will pull you in and kiss you deep. I want to feel your tongue intertwine with mine. 

As our bodies meld together I will run my hands along your body. 

As you can tell I eagerly await your return.

Love,
Jane


Dear Jane,

Tomorrow I will be home and we will be able to do everything and anything that we want to do. 

I am eagle to get to feel you wrapped around me like a blanket. Just want to feel your body and mine so close that it feels as if we are one. I also long to feel your tight little pussy around my hard cock. When we are through we will lay in each others' arms for as long as we want.

I will see you tomorrow my love.

Love, 
John



John and Jane



John's car darted effortlessly in and out of the lanes of rush hour traffic. He was speeding, but for what he considered good reason. It had been a long and harrowing day and he needed the relaxation that only came on those rare occasions when he was able to visit Jane. He'd known this dark haired beauty for decades and couldn't understand why, even after all these years, she still had a hold on him that was impossible to escape. 

As he drove impatiently into her neighborhood, he once again began experiencing the physical anticipation that he always felt when he knew that he would be seeing her again. The thought of holding her in his arms and running his hands eagerly over her shapely body, awakened a lust that had been in deep hibernation since their last rendezvous. He was hungry for the thrill that he experienced whenever he felt the silkiness of her skin, the round firm fullness of her breasts, the warm heat of her throat and shoulders, the hot moist flesh of her pubic mound. 

His penis began to twitch with excitement as he envisioned Jane leaning back on her sofa, her legs widespread, her eyes burning with lust as her arms reached hungrily for his naked body. He pressed the gas pedal gently, trying to keep the sensual heat that was quickly building in his body under control. He was almost there and his hands trembled ever so slightly as he activated the left turn signal and rolled smoothly up the grade at the bottom of the street where she lived. He accelerated past a huge, newly erected apartment complex and, a minute later, pulled his car over to the curbin front of the modest apartment building where she lived. 

Seconds later, he was inside the apartment building foyer, insistently pressing the button for her apartment. As he waited for her to respond to the buzzer, he wondered if she was even home from work yet. She had a long commute home each night, involving transfers between the subway and the above ground system of buses and streetcars. Delays were commonplace and the system suffered frequent breakdowns. He held his breath and waited impatiently for a reply from the small speaker located above the rows of apartment buzzers. 

Finally, he heard her voice, accompanied by the familiar clicking of the main entrance lock as she pressed the release to allow him to enter the building. He quickly pulled the door open and made his way to the elevator. He pressed the button to summon it for his ascent to the sixth floor and once again found himself waiting impatiently as the aged device made its way slowly down to the ground floor. It arrived with a clunk and a loud ding. Its creaking doors opened slowly like the maw of an ancient dinosaur and he quickly stepped inside and slapped the button for the sixth floor. 

Slowly, the device began it's long and laborious climb up through the floors of the building. Then, after 2 or 3 stops to allow aging tenants to embark and disembark, it stopped with a loud thump at Jane's floor. The doors parted so slowly that John was tempted to grab them and physically force them apart. 

They were still opening when he found himself looking into Jane's smiling, excited face. She was still in her work clothes; an attractive business suit that gave little hint of the beautifully formed body that he knew it was cloaking. 

John wanted to grab her, tear off her clothes and smother her naked body in kisses right there in the hallway. But Jane had established rules of behavior to ensure that other tenants did not see her in a negative light. So they embraced pleasantly and walked casually back to her apartment, being careful not to fuel a forest fire of speculation and gossip amongst some of the more whisper prone on her floor. As they walked nonchalantly to her apartment, they exchanged pleasantries and spoke in deceptively soft voices. Then, when the door to Jane's apartment was safely closed behind them. Jane turned and quickly twisted the lock shut with a sharply audible snap. 

At that moment, their gazes locked and both knew what would follow. John immediately dropped to his knees in front of her and quickly unbuttoned the hem of her skirt. With fingers that were trembling with pent up sexual excitement, he slid the zipper to the bottom and pulled the garment down over her roundly sensual hips. He could smell the heat of Jane's cunt beneath her panties and felt his penis react by surging insistently against the front of his pants. He slid his thumbs beneath the hem of her panties and pulled them down to reveal a thick mat of curly black pubic hair, so dense that he was unable to see the hot, wet labia that were hidden beneath. At a time when almost every young woman was shaving her pussy, Jane steadfastly refused to participate in the craze. She knew that John had always been excited by her dense bush of pubic hair and she didn't want to deprive him of that sensual pleasure. 

Her skirt and panties now off, Jane lifted her feet and kicked them aside. At the same time, she quickly removed her top and bra and cast them carelessly onto the easy chair. She knew what was inevitably going to unfold and was anxious to begin. She spread her legs slightly and placed her hands behind John's head, pulling him closer. She could feel the heat of his breath on her thighs and gently thrust her hips forward. 

John pressed his face into the soft tangle of pubic hair and felt for her cunt lips with his tongue. He found them immediately. They were wet and hot, awash with the excitement that Jane was experiencing. He pushed eagerly between them and felt the slippery button of her enlarged clitoris sliding sensually beneath the tip of his hungry tongue. His excitement was growing unabated and he slid his fingers between her wet labia, spreading them gently to allow greater penetration with his tongue. 

He could feel Jane's fingers combing passionately through his hair and heard her whisper to him to come with her to the sofa. He quickly got to his feet and as Jane made her way over to the sofa, he hurriedly pulled off his pants and shirt. By now, his penis was standing, hard and erect, and contracted rhythmically as he watched Jane turn and recline on the sofa. She looked up at him seductively as she laid back and slowly opened her legs wide. Her cunt hair glistened with wet arousal, partly because of the invasion by his tongue and partly because her growing anticipation had resulted in a copious effluence of natural lubricants. The secretions were increasing as she lay there, her legs apart and her need for satisfaction growing. 

John fell to his knees between her widespread legs and began to kiss her breasts. As he kissed her, he could feel her reach down and wrap her fingers gently around his throbbing penis. Slowly she massaged it, lovingly and wantonly, all the way from the excited purple tip to the semen swollen testicles suspended beneath it. This was the sex that John lived for. No one but Jane was able to evoke the level of erotic passion that was now surging through his innervated body. Her expert fingers caressed his steel hard member softly, seductively, coaxing it to jerk excitedly with each carefully measured touch.

Now he gently pulled away from Jane's breasts and again buried his face in her hot wet cunt. He licked the hair that grew over the turgid lips and finally parted it with his fingers and licked deep and hard from the bottom of the slippery wet slit all the way to the top. She moaned gently and, with her hands behind his head, pulled him closer so that his darting tongue would stab even deeper into her open, inviting pussy. 

Jane was not on birth control and John had not undergone a vasectomy, so they had to be very careful to avoid an ejaculation by John while he was inside of her vagina. Condoms were out of the question as Jane had experienced an allergic reaction to every brand they'd tried. Keeping that in mind, John moved back slightly and placed his hands on Jane's knees. Then he moved forward until his penis stood, rock hard and ready, at the slit of her wet inviting cunt. At that point, the two exchanged a smile of understanding and John moved his hips forward gently, sliding his hard impatient dick between the wet, pouting lips of her pussy. He pushed all of the way into her, right up to his balls and could feel the thick tangle of her pubic hair brush erotically against his scrotum with each thrust. He could feel his cock reacting to the hot, wet, feel of her vagina as it greedily encompassed his cock. It's warm, wet, inviting folds, provocatively tempting it to release it's cargo of sperm into her waiting body. He moved in and out of her, slowly, deliberately, all the while looking into her passion filled eyes. 

Moment's later, he could feel the impending ejaculation that was urgently building in his testicles. His penis felt like a gun whose trigger was about to be pulled. He knew he would cum soon and also knew it was time to withdraw from Jane's warm, wet, cunt. He slid quickly out of her and once clear of her tantalizing vagina, he paused to allow his excitement to subside. When he was sure that his ejaculation had been sufficiently delayed, he again placed the swollen purple head of his cock between her sweet wet cunt lips and began sliding it back and forth along the delightfully slippery channel between her labia. Both of them loved it. His cock head slid over Jane's clit with each thrust and the feel was absolutely intoxicating for both of them.

Suddenly John felt his balls tighten and pull up hard against his throbbing erection. He knew that an ejaculation was imminent and pushed forward urgently to avoid spilling any jism while the head of his dick was still between Jane's cunt lips. The orgasm came in a series of fantastically pleasant contractions. With each involuntary thrust of his hips, his penis convulsed, shooting a pearly jet of semen onto Jane's heaving breasts, covering her nipples and tummy with the thick hot evidence of the passion that she evoked in him. Jane reached quickly down, even as John's penis was still jerking with the force of his ejaculation and, with her hand, formed a barricade between her passion reddened cunt lips and the crawly pool of warm semen that covered her breasts and belly. 

"Mmmm... That was a big load!" Jane commented with just a hint of satisfaction in her voice. She was always pleased when she made John go off with such intensity. John raised himself from her body and rolled over onto the sofa beside her. 

"Yeah!" he replied in a voice that was still hoarse from the passion that had been evoked by the urgency of his ejaculation. "I almost hurt my balls I went off so hard!"

Jane reached for the box of tissues beside the sofa and began to mop up the pool of semen that had gathered in her navel and was beginning to trickle down the sides of her waist. She used up three or four of the tissues and got up and went to the bathroom to dispose of them and wash the thick residue of jism from her tummy. As she walked away, John looked at her hour glass figure and wondered how he could have been lucky enough to find this sexy woman all those years ago. Their sexual relationship was so stimulating that John seldom went a day without thinking of the indescribably delightful feeling of her naked and pliant body beneath his.

He heard the tap running in the washroom and decided to let Jane finish before he went in to wash up. 

A few minutes later, Jane returned to the sofa. As she walked toward John, he now had the opportunity to look at her from the front side. Her legs were long and slender and finely muscled. At the top of her shapely thighs, was a thick flourish of midnight black pubic hair. It was long and completely covered the generous lips of her cunt. Her belly was flat and her breasts were pert and perfect, topped with delicious pink nipples. She had a classical face, with large lovely eyes and short black hair. Her lips were full and slightly pouty. He loved looking at her naked. The sight of her naked body never failed to arouse him.

She smiled broadly as she sat down beside him. She hadn't cum during their initial sexual encounter but both she and John knew from experience that she preferred to cum after he'd been satisfied. She was always excited to the extreme when John, in an almost rapturous state, showered her breasts and belly with the hot, thick contents of his swollen testicles. At that moment, when he was overcome with passion and began involuntarily thrusting his hips furiously back and forth, Jane invariably experienced a spike of sensual arousal that left her breathless and ready for her own orgasm. Her need grew exponentially with each pearly dollop of semen that exploded furiously from the tip of his rigid cock and splashed, hot and thick, onto her waiting breasts. It felt warm and provocatively sensual as it fell on her breasts in thick foaming white droplets of liquid lust. 

Jane always allowed John to recuperate for a few minutes before she embarked on her own pursuit of an orgasm. She loved the feeling of total abandon that she experienced as he helped her make her way to the wonderful state of euphoria that could only be reached through experiencing her own vigorous orgasm.

John lay there for a moment and watched Jane's face. She was looking at his penis with a smile. It was lying on his belly and as he looked down, he saw it convulse gently and emit a small trickle of semen from its tip, It dripped down in a pearly gelatinous string onto his pubic hair. 

His cock was almost flaccid now and it was time to wash up. 

He gently stroked Jane's hair, smiled warmly at her, got up and made his way to the washroom. He stood naked before the sink and turned on the hot water. He washed his hands carefully and then washed his face which was still wet with the effusions from Jane's cunt. Then, holding the soap in his palm, he rubbed his hands together vigorously to raise a good lather. He then grasped his cock and washed its entire length and then washed his balls and pubic hair. His balls were wet and sticky after his recent sexual tryst, with not only his own semen, but also with the thick slippery emissions from Jane's cunt. 

As he lathered his genitals, Jane appeared at the bathroom door, a somewhat annoyed look on her face. 

"What are you doing?" she asked sharply. "Why do you have to wash yourself like you've never been so dirty in your life? You'd think you were a doctor about to go into surgery!" 

Such outbursts, following sex, were not something new. John had learned that whenever he took longer than a minute or two to wash up after he'd ejaculated, Jane could become very agitated. He wasn't sure why this happened, but speculated that Jane was either very impatient to get on with her own sexual voyage, or was insulted by the intense cleansing regimen that he employed after being intimate with her. To her, John's very fastidious cleansing routine may have implied that she was somehow dirty and her non hygienic state necessitated a good deal of post sex scrubbing on her partner's part.

Of course neither assumption was correct. John simply wanted to get all of the post sex secretions off his hands and genitals and perhaps went a little overboard in his efforts. 

He smiled at Jane as he dried off his genitals. "Well, I am about to operate!" he replied and with that, turned her about and nudged her in the direction of the sofa.

They both sat down and John put his arm around Jane and pulled the back of her head against his chest. Then he reached down over the front of her naked body and slowly began squeezing her breasts and gently pinching the nipples. Jane relaxed and let her arms fall to her side. After a few minutes, John reached down farther and gently began stroking her cunt. He loved the thick lustrous bush between her legs. It was still wet and warm and he slid his finger deep into its thick mat, feeling gently for her cunt lips. They were slightly swollen and were still slippery and wet from the excitement of their recent intimacy. Jane was again beginning to breath heavily with the excitement that John's touch evoked. She was focusing intently on her own orgasm and began moving her delightfully luscious hips back and forth against his searching fingers. Finally, his fingers found her clitoris. It was swollen and sensitive to his touch and Jane moaned with satisfaction as he gently massaged it. 

Sensing Jane's rapidly growing excitement, John moved his other back to Jane's breasts and began whispering sexual suggestions to her softly as he gengly squeezed and fondled each breast and nipple. Her reaction was immediate. She raised her hands from her side and opened her legs wide, exposing the long delicious slit of her cunt. At the same time, she pulled her knees up and rested her feet on the sofa. She calmly reached for the bottle of baby lotion that she always kept handy by the tissues and squeezed a small amount onto her finger tips. Then she gently spread her cunt lips with one hand while the fingers of the other, found her swollen clitoris. 

She gasped, almost inaudibly as her fingertips began to slowly caress her clit. John watched in fascination as she gently drew circles around the tiny button nestled between the folds above her vagina. He heard her breathing quicken and felt her head press back against his shoulder as her back began to arch involuntarily. Her fingers began moving faster and her hips began to thrust more forcefully. He continued whispering in her ear, all the while suggesting acts of sexual decadence that reached deep into the normally constrained areas of her psyche, releasing suppressed sexual desires in a whirlwind of sensual fantasy.

Jane was now streaking at light speed towards an orgasm and John knew from past experience that it would be upon her in seconds. Her eyes were now closed and her breath roared in her throat as the sensations created by her practiced fingers and John's whispered words of encouragement, brought her closer to the edge of cumming. Her fingers worked furiously as they stimulated her turgid clitoris, and her cunt lips, now swollen with passion, had turned bright red. The deep channel between her labia was opened wide and John was able to see the entrance to her vagina contracting and relaxing excitedly as her climax approached. The thick black triangle of pubic hair surrounding her swollen cunt lips was now matted, hot and damp, against her pubic mound. As if in reply to an unseen signal, she pulled her legs up until her knees were pressing into her breasts and began thrusting her cunt vigorously against her caressing fingers, again and again, as if all self control had left her. 

Suddenly, with a loud moan of wanton pleasure, she rolled over on one side and closed her legs hard on her pleasuring fingers. Her entire body convulsed rhythmically as it was rocked by the heavy contractions of her orgasm. It lasted about a minute and left her totally motionless and physically spent. She laid there on her side for several minutes, her eyes closed and a satisfied smile on her face.

John watched as she gradually made her way back to awareness. She finally sat up and looked at him. "Oh my God, that felt so good," she moaned contentedly. "I can't believe how hard I went off John." 

John smiled at her and stroked her warm wet cunt affectionately. "I know baby. You were fantastic." 

To be continued.



John and Jane Pt. 02



It had been a few weeks since John had seen Jane. Work had been hectic and the demands on his time had been constant. At times it had seemed like he couldn't even remember the last time he'd had an opportunity to relax. But today, he was feeling more than a little elated. The job that had been consuming every waking minute of his life was finally finished and he was taking advantage of a long awaited opportunity to get some enjoyment out of life. 

It was a bitterly cold day and as he made his way across the Lake highway, gusts of icy wind came screaming in from the lake and whipped up little whirling funnels of snow that danced back and forth across the icy surface of the highway. 

There were only a few other cars on the highway as it was only about 7.30 in the morning and it was a Saturday in the midst of one of the coldest Winters that most folks could remember. His car was almost new, but when he'd turned on the ignition a half an hour earlier, the engine had turned over laboriously and coughed three or four times before finally starting. It had warmed up fairly quickly, but, even with the heat on maximum, John still felt chilled to the bone. He'd placed his new video camera in the back seat and hoped that the extreme cold wouldn't affect the battery and render it inoperable as he planned to use it today when he and Jane got together for one of the sensual rendezvous that they both enjoyed so much.

He sat at the traffic lights at the intersection of the Lake highway and Jane's street and impatiently drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. The last few minutes of any drive to Jane's apartment were nearly always unbearable. His body was always sexually revved up, the result of the salacious thoughts that raced through his head enroute. By the time he reached Jane's apartment, his penis was often erect in anticipation of the fantastic sex that awaited him and that usually necessitated staying in his car for a few minutes until the erection subsided. 

After what seemed hours, the light turned green and John made the turn up Jane's street. In less than a minute he was rolling to a stop in front of her apartment building. He hopped out of his car, quickly opened the rear door and eagerly grabbed the video camera and tripod from the rear seat. Movie making gear in hand, he made his way to the front entrance of Jane's apartment building.

He opened the outside door, and without putting down his burden, pressed the buzzer for Jane's apartment using his elbow. Jane was a late sleeper and when a quick reply to her buzzer was not forthcoming, he suspected that she was still in bed, even though he'd phoned her an hour earlier to let her know that he was on his way. He waited for a minute or so and, getting no reply, put his camera and tripod down and pressed the buzzer again, this time a little more insistently. Another half minute or so passed and just as he was about to press the buzzer again, the inner door opened. It was one of the tenants exiting and John took advantage of the opportunity. He hastily grabbed the door before it slammed shut and then, holding it open with his foot, he reached over and grasped his camera and tripod. 

As he walked into the foyer, his nose was assailed by the usual array of food odors, something that always seemed to be present in Jane's building. It was Saturday morning and the smell of fried sausages, bacon, eggs, home fried potatoes and burnt toast made perfect sense. Just as he was reaching for the elevator button, he heard the loud ding that always accompanied it's arrival at the ground floor. The old metal doors creaked slowly open and a short fat man with an annoyed look on his face and cursing under his breath, scrambled out carrying a broom and an ice scraper.

John chuckled to himself. "Does anybody like this weather?" he wondered.

He stepped onto the elevator, pushed the button for the sixth floor and, knowing that the old lift went up even slower than it came down, he leaned back against the wall and waited patiently for it's eventual arrival at Jane's floor. 

After what seemed an eternity, the groaning old Otis, came to an abrupt, clunking stop, rattling John's teeth. The doors opened with painstaking sluggishness, but as they slowly parted, they revealed Jane's smiling face. 

"Hi there!" she exclaimed happily. "Fancy meeting you here!"

John smiled broadly. Finally, after several weeks of seeing Jane only in his erotic dreams, she now stood before him. He quickly hoisted the camera and tripod to his shoulder and before the door had the opportunity to close, scrambled into the hallway. 

Jane put her arms around him as he stood there and, ignoring the camera and tripod on his shoulders, kissed him hungrily on the mouth. That seemed a little odd to John as she normally was very reserved in the public areas of the building, fearing he supposed, being branded a loose woman by the older residents. After kissing her back, they began walking slowly down the hallway to her apartment. As always, they chatted casually about the weather. Jane hooked her arm into the crook of his and assumed a sisterly role in a too late attempt to keep the true nature of their relationship a secret. 

She'd left the door of her apartment unlocked and now pushed it open wide to allow John in with his video equipment. Once he was in, he set the hardware on the floor and turned to Jane who had quickly shut the door behind him. Their arms were around each other instantly. Their mouths came together hungrily as their hands moved up and down each others bodies in search of the long denied sensual pleasure that they both coveted so much. 

John's penis once again began to harden and he pushed it insistently against Jane's pubic mound. He'd been thinking of her non stop since calling earlier to let her know that he was on his way. Now the smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the warm feel of her body as he moved his hands over her, brought his long neglected need back to life. 

Jane responded eagerly, pressing her body tightly to his and hungrily pulling his lips down to hers. She was more than a little excited, which surprised John as it normally took quite a bit longer for her to attain such a level of arousal. She was dressed in a loose top with no bra and he moved his hands over her breasts, squeezing them gently and feeling the nipples respond vigorously beneath his touch. His hand moved further down, over her hips and tummy. Her pants were made of some sort of light material with only a thin elasticized tie holding them up. He slipped his hand beneath the hem and felt the thick, dense bush of her pubic hair. He loved Jane's pubic hair. He loved running his fingers through it. The erotic feelings that her thick, luxurious bush evoked, always drove his libido through the roof

His practiced middle finger slid deftly down to the top of her labial slit and parted it. He was amazed at how wet she was. He found her growing clitoris and began to make little circles around it. She moaned quietly and pressed insistently against his hand. 

Suddenly, John realized that he was not going to be able to videotape Jane in the throes of passion if he didn't stop now and explain what he wanted to do. He stammered slightly as he whispered, "I brought a video camera and tripod with me. Do you want to know why?"

Jane immediately froze and, with a quizzical look on her face and a noticeable edginess in her voice asked, "Why? What are you planning on doing John?"

John became a little concerned at this point as her voice had a sharpness to it that sounded less enthusiastic than he'd hoped. 

"I thought I could make a video of you naked." he replied in a voice that sounded more pitiful than confident. "I have virtually nothing to remind me of how sexy and beautiful you are when we're not together."

Jane stepped back and looked directly into his eyes. "Why would I allow you to make a video of me naked?" she asked with an annoyed edge in her voice. "Why would I want you to be in possession of a video of me with no clothes on? What if you lost it or it was stolen? What would happen to my reputation if someone who knows me saw it?" 

John understood exactly what Jane was worried about and immediately tried to set her mind at ease. "Why don't we just make a video that we can look at here in your apartment." he suggested. "I'll leave the CD here and you can watch it anytime you want to. We could both watch it when I come over. It could turn out to be a wonderful and titillating piece of erotica."

John knew that Jane loved erotic videos. He'd brought them over in the past and they'd masturbated together as they watched them. There were two or three in her apartment that he'd left with her over the years and they occasionally took them out and slowly masturbated together as they watched. Both were fascinated by the sight of the other masturbating all the way to an orgasm.

Jane's face softened somewhat when she realized that the video was going to remain in her control. She was a cautious career woman and didn't want to worry about a sexually compromising video, starring her, winding up in the hands of strangers. 

"I don't know John." she replied sceptically. "I don't really like the idea of being naked in front of a video camera."

John put his arms around her and whispered, "But think of how much fun we could have making it. And when I'm not around, you'd have a great reminder of the fantastic sex we enjoy."

Jane walked over to the sofa and sat down. "I don't know John. I'm going to have to think about it."

John went over and sat beside her. "Well, it's not all that important baby. I don't have to make a video of you. It was just a thought." he whispered apologetically.

He leaned back on the sofa and put his arm around Jane's shoulder. By now his penis was sending a loud message to his brain. His need for sexual gratification was growing exponentially. He ran his hand over Jane's breast and whispered hoarsely, "I'm really horny. I need to go off."

Jane libido was also fired up and John's obvious need for her, increased her drive for sexual contact. "I'm horny too John. It's just that your suggestion that we make a video took me by surprise. I'll think about it, but for now, I just want us to enjoy ourselves."

John knew what Jane meant. She was no prude sexually and loved the fact that the two of them were always very good together. There was something about him that reached deep into her wild side and released a torrent of sexual need. She was ready for some physical release as well. 

John stood up and took off his shirt. He cast a furtive glance at Jane as he removed his shoes and pants. She sat there and watched as was often her habit. She enjoyed seeing him get excited and watching him urgently undressing made her much more responsive. He slid off his underpants and sat back down beside her. "Why don't you get undressed too baby?" he asked. "I'd just love to see that beautiful hairy cunt of yours again." 

His fully erect penis arched stiffly up from between his thighs and Jane could see it twitching with anticipation as his excitement grew. She had never used birth control pills or any form of contraceptive, so on those rare occasions when they decided to have sexual intercourse, John would have to pull his cock out of Jane's cunt just as he was about to cum and instead ejaculate onto her breasts and tummy. 

John had missed Jane dreadfully and today he wanted to fuck her hard and furiously and finish by emptying his swollen balls deep inside of her vagina. There were times when he felt that full, uninterrupted intercourse was absolutely necessary, but in view of the anxiety she'd displayed at his request to videotape her naked, he held out little hope that it would happen today. 

Jane stood up and looked at him provocatively. She slid the light top over her head and dropped it on the floor. The sight of her ripe delicious breasts with their delightful pink nipples made his breath catch in his throat. He said nothing because once their sexual exchange started, they preferred to let events unfold spontaneously. 

She had a slight smile on her face as she reached for the tie string on her pants. It was fastened with a loose knot. With a single tug, she released the knot and the pants fell to the floor. She kicked them aside and turned directly to John, confidently displaying her shapely naked figure.

John's pulse was beginning to spike. Jane's nakedness never failed to elicit intense sexual need in him. His penis began to jerk excitedly as he visually drank in her beauty. He decided to simply remain in a reclined position and wait to see what his sexually charged temptress had on her mind. 

Jane stepped closer and put a foot on either side of John's outstretched legs. She always revelled in the rush of power that she experienced when John became sexually excited by her nakedness. When she was just a few feet away from his face, she spread her legs just a little more to accommodate his legs between hers.

John looked up hungrily at the jet black bush of thickly curled hair that covered her pubic mound. To him, her cunt hair was stunningly sensual. It was long and untrimmed and completely masked her cunt lips and clit. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he knew that Jane was preparing to lavish some special sexual attention on him and he didn't want to become too aggressive, too soon, lest she become distracted.

Now before him, with one leg on either side of his outstretched legs, Jane reached down and, with one hand, slowly parted the dense, exotic growth of pubic hair between her shapely white thighs. Her fingers slid into the tangle and pushed the hair on either side of her cunt lips apart, revealing ripe, plump outer labia that were beginning to take on a red hue as her excitement grew. With her other hand, she reached down and using two fingers, spread the labia to allow John an unobstructed view of her clitoris and the inner lips that hid her vaginal opening. She slowly spread the smaller inner lips to reveal the tight slit of her vaginal opening. The sight was absolutely mind blowing and John's cock now stood as hard and stiff as a steel spike and jerked in rhythmic anticipation of what was about to happen. 

He reached down and instinctively began to stroke his straining dick. It felt fantastic and the head, which was normally a pinkish/coral colour, was now fully engorged with blood and had turned a reddish purple colour. The hole at the tip was now elongated, the result of his rock hard erection and his balls were swollen with an ever increasing glut of semen. They were beginning to pull upwards against the base of his cock, the position they always assumed when an ejaculation was about to occur.

Jane smiled with satisfaction as she saw John's cock standing stiff and ready. She knew what excited him and just as it excited him it never failed to excite her. She reached down when she saw him stroking his cock and touched the swollen tip with her finger. It was hot and rubbery and a small droplet of pre cum had formed at the opening. She slid her finger over the droplet and it clung, thick and sticky, to the tip. She took John's hand and removed it from his cock, inviting him to touch her cunt instead. He eagerly complied, sliding his finger between the soft wet lips and deep into the warm cavity of her vagina. She was wet and slippery and moved her hips gently to and fro as his finger explored the hot, accommodating orifice. 

Jane was in the mood to take charge today and she slowly backed away from John, causing his eagerly searching finger to slide out of her cunt as she retreated. She quickly scooped up the bottle of baby oil that she kept beside the sofa and sat down beside him. She snapped the cap on the bottle and gently anointed the head of John's cock with the slippery aromatic oil. Then she began to slowly and erotically stroke it along its entire length. With each stroke it lurched up into her palm and contracted with pleasure. Her touch was soft and angelic and his hard straining cock now became the center of his being.

Moments later, she reached boldly down to the base of his penis and began to lovingly caress his testicles. They were now quite swollen with jism and the muscular tendons from which they were suspended had contracted to allow easier transfer of sperm from his testicles to his penis. As the tendons shortened, they pulled John's balls tighter and tighter against the shaft of his penis. Jane's fingers gently touched and manipulated each testicle, instinctively coaxing it to produce a larger volume of semen for his impending ejaculation.

Once she'd bestowed on his swollen testicles, all of the attention for which they yearned, Jane's hands moved back to his cock. She continued stroking it, slowly and lovingly, but each time she moved her hand down over the head, she tightened her grip slightly so that John involuntarily pushed up to force the head between her fingers. The sensation was fantastic and had him close to ejaculation.

Jane could sense the urgency as he thrust his cock between her fingers and knew that it was time to move to the next level. 

"We should really fuck this time John." she whispered in an amorous voice, thick with lust, "I want us to go all the way. I want you to fuck me hard and shoot your jism inside of my cunt." Then, in a slightly coquettish voice she added, "Do you want to fuck me and go off inside of me John?"

John was confused. Jane constantly worried about becoming pregnant and that was one of the reasons that the two of them had come up with so many interesting way of enjoying intensely satisfying orgasms without John ejaculating into her.

"Are you serious?" he asked in a voice hoarse with passion.

Jane smiled. "Yes I'm serious. I've been on the pill for a while now and there's no reason why we can't have full and complete vaginal intercourse. You don't have to worry about getting me pregnant anymore."

"How come you started taking the pill?" john asked, bewilderment written across his face. 

Jane had always wanted to avoid getting into the nuisance of a birth control regimen. She'd hated the prospect of taking birth control pills, but on a recent visit to her doctor, she'd mentioned how erratic her period had become. The regularity that she'd enjoyed since puberty had abandoned her for some reason and her anxiety was apparent. She was career woman and didn't like the prospect of menstruation beginning at an unpredictable time each month. 

The doctor examined Jane and reassured her that she was perfectly alright. All of the stories she'd heard about the evils of birth control pills were nonsense. After a long discussion about the benefits, she was sold on the idea and began taking the pill immediately. The sense of sexual freedom that she subsequently felt was, in itself, an aphrodisiac. 

She explained the reasons for going on birth control pills to John and he found himself nodding understandingly. He managed to listen with a serious look on his face, but all the while he was choking back exultant shouts of joy. 

Jane looked directly into her lover's eyes. "I'm glad that I'm finally on birth control John. I've always wanted to have unfettered sex with you. I care too much for you to continually deny your natural need to cum inside of me when we fuck." 

John needed no further encouragement. His hormones were raging and all he wanted to do was enter into this lovely creature and finally, after so many years of denial, ejaculate inside of her. Jane was ready. She leaned back against the armrest of the sofa and spread her legs wide, revealing the long delicious slit of her cunt which was now invitingly open and ready. She smiled and held her arms out to him alluringly. 

John quickly slid between her open thighs and with a degree of passion that he'd seldom experienced before, eagerly drove his cock deep inside of her hot, wet cunt. The warm, slippery interior allowed his surging cock to slide in and out effortlessly. The heavy matt of pubic hair between her legs brushed provocatively against his balls with each vigorous thrust. Her tits pressed against his chest as he rammed deeply into her, again and again. With each hungry thrust, he drove his rock hard dick as deeply into her as he could. Both of them were overcome with a compelling need to empty his swollen balls deep inside of her eagerly waiting vagina.




John and Jane Pt. 02



As Jane raised her hips to meet the fury of each amorous thrust, the soft inner folds of her vagina pulled the skin on the shaft of John's penis back from its head, exposing millions of nerve endings, and exponentially increasing the euphoria that he was experiencing. She loved feeling his excitement on those rare occasions when she allowed him to penetrate her, but she wasn't prepared for the furious arousal that he was displaying on this occasion. She was sure that it was because she was allowing him to enter her with the intention of ejaculating into her vagina for the first time. For the very first time, John's penis was experiencing the euphoric sensation of having Jane's wide open vagina wrapped invitingly around it. It was propelling him to a never before experienced state of rapture. 

Jane's arms were wrapped around John possessively and she was experiencing an intoxicatingly sensual feeling as his rigid cock slid feverishly in and out of her. She loved feeling his need for her; loved coaxing the last drop of sperm from his cock; loved the roar of his breath in her ears as his orgasm approached. Then, just as she felt his body tensing for ejaculation, she whispered softly in his ear. "I want you to cum inside of me John. I want to feel your cum squirting inside of me."

That was all it took. All of the passion that had been building in John since he'd arrived at her apartment came to a climax and he moaned in unconstrained ecstasy as his cock began erupting torrent after frothy torrent of jism into Jane's waiting vagina. He pushed urgently against her pubic mound, wanting to get all of his sperm into her; wanting to ensure that none of it was spilled. There was just one place where his cum belonged and that was inside of this beautiful creature's body.

For several minutes after his orgasm, John laid on top of Jane. He was revelling in the feel of her body beneath his, the feel of her warm wet cunt still wrapped lovingly around his penis, the feel of her arms around his body, the feel of her thighs still cradling his hips, the feel of her soft breasts beneath his heaving chest. He was in heaven. He'd waited for so long to get his cock into Jane and flood her loving vagina with a furious ejaculation of cum. Finally, his dream had become reality. 

Perhaps five or ten minutes passed and John at last felt his penis flop out of Jane's vagina. It felt cold outside of her body and he quickly stood up and, grabbing a handful of tissues, wiped the slippery semen and vaginal secretions from his cock and balls. As he was cleaning up, he looked down at Jane. She was lying on the sofa with her legs still wide apart and a look triumphant satisfaction on her face. She always felt very satisfied when John had an enjoyable orgasm. It reassured her that she was still a very important part of his life. 

He glanced at the wet mass of pubic hair between her legs. Her inner labia were still slightly spread at the point where, only a few minutes before, his penis had been furiously driving in and out of her. He saw a trickle of pearly semen running from her vaginal opening, down between her labia, and into the tangle of warm, still wet pubic hair beneath the swollen red slit of her cunt.

"Did you enjoy that baby?" Jane asked coquettishly. "It sure did seem like you enjoyed it." she added with a giggle. 

John felt a small drop of semen form at the tip of his cock and holding the head of it up for her to see, said, "Does it look like I enjoyed it? Christ, I'm still leaking cum."

They both giggled and John turned to go to the washroom for his normal post sex clean up. He worried that Jane would become irritated if he spent too much time washing his genitals, so he decided to step to the task quickly before she had the opportunity to complain about his tendency to be overly fastidious. As he was walking towards the washroom, he heard Jane's voice, 

"So did you want to make that video of me naked now?"

End of Part Two



John and Jane Pt. 03



John stopped dead in his tracks. He couldn't believe his ears. "Does a bear crap in the woods?" he asked. "Does your pussy excite me? Of course I want to make a video of you naked."

He walked back to Jane and with a very serious look on his face, he asked, "You want to do it right now?"

Jane again adopted a mysterious look and finally replied, "Well if that's what you'd like sweetie, we can start right now."

The look of joy on John's face made her giggle. Sometimes he was putty in her hands. She reached over and grabbed a handful of tissues and, carefully holding her labia apart, wiped away the flood of semen that was still leaking from her vagina. "Why don't you get your camera set up and tell me what you want me to do?" she suggested. 

John looked at his camera for a second or two and then looked back at Jane. With just a hint of anxiety in his voice, he asked, "Will you let me videotape you masturbating baby?" 

"Is that what you want to see me doing in the video John?" she asked.

"Oh God yes! you have no idea how much I'd like to videotape you masturbating sweetheart!"

Jane smiled faintly as a feeling of power washed over her. "Then let's get your camera set up right away, because I need to go off pretty soon. You've got me primed for a major orgasm with the furious fucking you just gave me."

John quickly unpacked the video camera and placed it on the tripod. He forgot all about his post sex clean up regimen as he now had much more important activities on his mind. He took the tripod into Jane's bedroom and set it up at the end of the bed.

"Ok! I'm all set Jane!" he shouted eagerly. "Just lay down on the bed and start doing whatever feels good."

Jane came in behind him and ran her hands over his shoulders, down his sides and reached down in front of him and grabbed his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. His crotch still felt warm and sticky from their coupling and a small droplet of semen dripped onto her hand from the tip of his cock.

"Wow! I really got you going huh? You're still leaking cum like a jism pump!" She giggled, but at the same time she felt an enormous swell of satisfaction knowing that she had aroused John to the point where semen was still dribbling from his cock 15 minutes after they'd had sex.

She walked around and sat on the edge of the bed. "So do you want to give me any directions John? I'd like this to be a movie we can both be proud of." She was half joking when she asked, but she really did want the video to be arousing for John. She knew videotaping her naked during a moment of extreme passion was something that he wanted very much to do.

"No." John replied matter of factly. "I want you to masturbate just the way you would if I weren't here."

Jane slowly rolled to the center of the bed and when she was directly in front of the camera, John reached up and switched it on. She looked demurely into the lens and said simply, "Ok. Here we go then."

With that, she spread her legs slightly and ran her hand slowly and provocatively over the thick black hair that grew so copiously over her pubic mound. It was a huge, sexy, wonderful bush; a sexual oasis that John never tired of looking at. Her legs were widespread but the hair was so thick that he still couldn't see the lovely cunt lips that he knew were hidden beneath.

Jane closed her eyes and moaned gently, almost inaudibly as one hand went to her breast and began to squeeze it gently. She held the nipple between her finger and thumb, teasing it erotically until it stood firm and erect like a pink cherry atop a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Her other hand moved skilfully and purposefully over her tummy and hips, coaxing her flesh into a state of arousal that would increase continuously, all the way to her impending orgasm. As her hands manipulated her body, she moaned gently, opening her eyes only occasionally to look at the astonished face of her lover.

After several minutes of caressing her hips and tummy, Jane's hand moved to the soft mound of tangled hair between her perfectly formed thighs. She gently parted the bush and, with magical fingers, searched for the button of her clitoris . When she found it, her hips involuntarily thrust upwards to meet the innervating caress of her hand. Her fingers moved deeper into the dark black bush, parting it even more to reveal the long, swollen slit of her labia. 

John felt his cock jerk with excitement as her delicious cunt slit was clearly visible to his hungry gaze. He reached down and found that his penis was beginning to stiffen, notwithstanding that he had just ejaculated an immense volume of sperm only 20 minutes earlier. For a moment, he wondered if Jane would require baby oil but didn't dare to break her self imposed spell by asking. Besides, she appeared to be enjoying herself immensely and probably wouldn't appreciate his intervention.

As John stood there watching, in a state of captivated rapture, Jane reached down with her other hand and gently spread her passion swollen cunt lips. As they came apart, John's eyes feasted on the scarlet channel between them. At the center of the channel laid Jane's fleshy red inner labia, closed gently over the opening to her vagina. She pushed a finger between them and slid it inside of the heavenly opening into which John had ejaculated so furiously a short time before. She moaned softly as her finger entered and she moved it in tiny circles just inside the entrance, teasing herself into an ever escalating state of orgasm readiness.

Moments later, she withdrew her finger and as it exited a small trickle of John's sperm, mixed with the effusions of her own lust, ran down the slit between her labia and disappeared into the thick tangle of pubic hair just below her cunt lips. 

Her breathing was accelerating and her chest was beginning to heave with the passion that was building between her legs. She was now holding her cunt lips apart with one hand while the middle fingers of her other hand stroked the long deep channel between them. The tiny trickles of semen emanating from her vagina were acting as lubrication and added to the sensations that she was enjoying. Her fingers moved ever faster and repeatedly went to her vaginal opening to gather John's semen and her own effusions which she then applied to her clitoris to keep it moist and sensitive to her demanding caress. 

As the tempo of her fingers increased, she rolled her head to one side and looked at John. His face was red with excitement and he was now stroking his penis vigorously as he watched. The sight of him nearing a second orgasm drove Jane to greater heights of passion and she felt her own orgasm closing in on her.

John watched, enraptured by the act being performed for his eyes only. Jane's fingers were moving furiously back and forth over her clitoris now. Her eyes were filled with passionate abandon as she pulled her knees up and spread her thighs wider apart than he had ever before seen them. As he watched, totally hypnotized by her wanton actions, he continued stroking his penis instinctively. 

Suddenly John noticed something unusual. Jane's shoulders and breasts were beginning to take on a reddened, almost sunburned appearance, the result of her intense arousal. He'd never seen that particular phenomenon before and he found it added immensely to the already towering mountain of carnal fascination that he was experiencing.

His eyes went again to the dark bush of Jane's cunt. The gash between her legs was deep and red and the opening of her vagina was lengthening and shortening with small contractions in anticipation of the orgasm that was about to overtake her. She had her eyes shut tightly and her fingers continued to move furiously in her solo drive to sexual satisfaction. 

And then all of her preparation came to a towering zenith. With a loud moan, she began thrusting her hips rhythmically against her caressing fingers. Her breath came in gasps and her head rose and fell from the pillow. She closed her thighs tightly, trapping her hand and caressing fingers between them. She rolled to one side and, with her fingers still stroking her clitoris, moaned softly as the forceful contractions of her orgasm rocked her body uncontrollably.

John's own hands were moving at a frenetic pace. One was stroking furiously up and down the length of his rock hard cock, while the other supported his swollen balls in preparation for an orgasm that he was going to have while still standing. His hand moved back and forth, faster and faster, and his face flushed crimson with passion. The orgasm hit with all the force of a speeding train and he almost fell as his knees as he shook with the force of it's onslaught. His hand stopped pumping and he pushed his hips forward just as the first thick white explosion of jism shot furiously from the swollen purple tip of his cock. He simply held his foreskin back from its head and let the huge foaming dollops of cum splatter out onto Jane's ankles and calves. Then, just as the last of the large initial emissions exited his penis, he again began stroking the shaft to express the last few residual drops. 

Exhausted, he went over to the bed and fell down beside Jane who was laying quietly with her eyes still closed and a satisfied look on her face.

He turned to her and, in a voice hoarse with spent passion, whispered, "Oh my God baby! That was fantastic! You were wonderful! You went off so hard that I got excited all over again and had to jack off. My balls are aching. I can't believe that I had such an awesome second cum after fucking you only half an hour ago."

By now, Jane had begun the road to recovering from the orgasm that had rocked her world so completely just a few minutes earlier. In a voice that mimicked the pronouncement of a queen, she replied, "I know baby. Stick with me and I'll have your balls hanging out the end of your cock before we're finished." 

With that, John reached down between Jane's legs, caressed the thick tangle of pubic hair lovingly and replied, "I'll look forward to that." With that, he rolled over on his back and laid quietly for a few seconds. Then, in a halting half whisper, asked, "So... Do you feel like watching a video?"

The End