Jenna and the Harley Man

[prometheus 2]

Silhouetted above him in the morning sun Joe watched Jenna move.

" God she was beautiful."


He gazed downward to where they were so deliciously connected. His hands went to her shoulders pushing her back wanting to watch as his shaft appeared glistening wet when she rose up and then disappeared with a resounding slap when she came down again. They had found a rythum that made each in and out movement distinct and intense, yet each one adding to the cresendo of pleasure building between them. His hands guided her so that every inch of his shaft stroked every inch inside her possible, from her muscled entrance to her soft deep center. His gaze moved up again to her bouncing breasts, her neck and throat straining with each thrust, Her mouth gasping for breath, her eyes bright with expectation. He shivered.

"Oh lord, Jenna I'm so close I want to.... I NEED To...!!!

"Joe..., let it come I want you to.."

He arched up into her as she came down closing around him, grinding against him. "Yesssss!" Joe shouted. "NOW!!!!" He moaned as he spent his seed inside her, filling her, His head thrown back, he felt tears of joy spring from his eyes. Pulling her down into his arms he held her.

 

[McKenna]

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[prometheus 2]

Looking down to where he had pulled the quilt around Jennas head to shield her from the bright sunlight, Joe watched her as she slept, she looked so inocent and vulnerable, not the impulsive imp, nor the willing lover. certainly not the wild woman who had just rocked him to a tumultuous climax. But a warm soft lovable girl.

"Yes he could love her." he thought. " It would be so easy in fact he wondered if indeed he already had fallen in love with her. He certainly felt something very special was happening. And it was almost as if it was meant to be. Right from the begining. When did it begin?" he wondered. That first kiss, That first look. Whenever or wherever it was, one change of direction, one moment in time would have made a difference that could mean that he would not be holding her in his arms this way feeling like he was."

"What if?" he questioned. What if he had brushed his teeth for ten more minutes that first day they met and not been following her in rush hour traffic? What if he hadn't decided to pick up that birthday card for his nephew, what if he had walked down that tunnel between buildings instead of sprinting?"

Maybe it was because he was on this wonderful high his mind going a mile a minute, his body satiated warm and comfortable against hers but his mind full of wierd ideas. He stifled a chuckle so as to not wake his 'sleeping beauty', wanting to kiss her into waking but not wanting to disturb her peacefull slumber either. Instead he continued to reminice.

"Certain things he left to chance, to fate. He let events take place, reveal themselves to him, following his instincts if given choices. Other things he knew he could control and if he saw a direction or a chain of events that he wanted to be part of it was up to him to make it happen.

He didn't believe that opportunity only struck his door once but that there were many doors and many opportunities for him to respond to. Some of the events that led up to this moment had been because of chance but as these events unfolded, more and more the oportunity to make decisions became evident.

Last night he had decided to protect her shield her from the storm. This morning he had decided to make love with her, to share his passion, to express his desire to be as close to her as two people could be.

Of course at least half of this 'choice of events' had been Jenna's, there was no doubt in his mind that she wanted it as much, and thats what made it doublely eventful, two peple letting themselves get caught up in a series of delightful experiences and then doing the things that led them both toward creating a united outcome.

Joe looked down at her again and seeing she was sound asleep pulled his arm ,which had gone to sleep underneath her, out. It was very warm under the quilt and he moved away feeling his penis slip out from between her legs.

Jenna shifted her weight to her back in her sleep and Joe turned to his side, his hand, fingers cupped moved down across her stomach to rest softly between her moist thighs, as if to protect this part of her that had given him so much pleasure.

His mind, now peaceful, had resolved to do what he could to hang on to what he had. He fell asleep.

 

[McKenna]

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[prometheus 2]

The smell of coffee, the prospect of a new day, the sound of good natured banter and spontaneous laughter had instantly put Joe in a playfull mood.

Of course the fact that Jenna was standing not far away from where he had been laying on the floor wearing nothing but smile and a white shirt that clung to every curve even though it was a mile too big, and the fact that not long ago he had just shared some really great sex with her contributed made hin=m feeel mighty good also.

Before he realized it he had jumped up, forgetting for a moment that he was naked. When she looked at him approvingly he found himself enjoying the attention and lost any sense of embarassment he might have had.

"Hmmm." he said coyly. "Where did you find such enchanting nightwear?

"Oh this old thing." Jenna replied her eyes twinkling. She tugged playfully at the hem to bring it lower only to make it become taut across her breasts. Her nipples poked seductively against the fabric.

"Don't you thinks it's a bit large for me?"

"Not in the right places. I could name two psecific ones." Joe quiped "In fact, I have to say you fill it out quite well in front."

Joe caught his breath when Jenna whirled around and bent over revealing that she had nothing but a bare butt under the shirt as it rode up over her firm bottom. He managed to get out a comment in spite of his initial shock.

"Looks O.K. back here." he murmured as he stepped towards her and cirled her body with his arms pressing his bare skin against hers and nuzzling her neck. For a moment he held her enjoying her warmth and softness, his hands just below her breasts feeling the smooth curves through the cloth.

"I'm hungry." he tried to make it sound nonchalant but there was a hint of desire in his voice. "

"Lets eat then." Jenna said brightly though her voice hinted of desire also.

He reluctantly let her pull away from his grasp and found a stool. She pushed a cup of coffee his way "This will perk you up."

He caught her looking downward and grinned. If it comes with a good morning kiss, it will."

She smiled, "I'm saving that for dessert."

"I guess I am too." he conceded shrugging his shoulders. "That and...." He looked down at her breasts again.

They sipped their coffee and nibbled at the croissants. They speared pieces of melon feeding each other eagerly unti they were gone and the juice ran down their chins. Leaning into each other, they kissed the sweet syrup from each others chins and lips. "

"Dessert already?" Jenna murmured.

"Why wait". Joe growled. "It's the best part of the meal."

"the truth be told, Joe couldn't wait. Just the gentle teasing kisses had started a fire down below. He wanted her again and he wasn't afraid to show it. His erection had quickly risen, his mind was already thinking of how it would feel to be inside her, to be making love with her again.

His fingers found the top button of her shirt and pulled it free.

"Hey Mr Cambell. Your getting kinda wild."

"Me, Tarzan. You, Jane." Joe moaned into her throat.

"Hmmmm, I'm Jenna, not Jane." she giggled

"Jane, Jenna, whatever." was his response.

"So, Tarzan, I'm just anothe conquest?"

Right now, you are." He nuzzled her neck and unbuttoned the remaing buttons. The shirt slid open and Jenna's breasts spilled out.

Joe gasped and took one of each in his anxious hands. "MMMMMmm more desert." he muttered.

"Tarzan should find a more comfortable place to finish his meal." Jenna giggled.

Standing up Joe scooped Jenna off the stool and set her on the table. "This looks like good enough place to me."

 

[McKenna]

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