adele & jon

ADELE AND JONATHAN

A fictional short story that is shorter than it could have been and longer than it ought to be, concerning two young lovers, and their growing crowd of friends.  This would make a lovely background video for a modern piece of music or BOLERO by RAVEL or THE FIREBIRD by STRAVINSKI.  I wish I could write music to make it match my writing, eh, but I never did have that talent.  Maybe when I’m older…

By Izzy Ess Of Inverness

A creepy character appeared in drag and mesmerized Adele and Jonathan who did rise like zombies, from their seats, and did perform a dance with nudity and lewdest costumes that did shock the crowd, eh?  Adele did open wide her thighs and take a measure of her Jonathan’s great manhood woody and she took him deep inside her honeypot and started pumped like a Chevy piston.  Her hot and juicy lubrication started squirting wildly and she wildly waved her arms in ecstasy.  She got up on her toes and pirouetted on the stage revealing her whole whoring attitude to everyone, including Jonathan, who bent her over and penetrated both her doors to try and make deposits of his salty sperm deep within her separate systems.  He succeeded and he screamed with ecstasy.  The audience was moved to give them both a standing “O!” and then they joined them on the stage and got right down to business.  A pile of bodies started piling up with arms and legs just quivering and stimulating everything and everybody.  Then the cops were called and joined right in, so the firemen were aroused to hose them down and they just hosed away with their own hoses and their private part collection.  It was dawn before the folks all started searching for their clothes and going home.  The disengagement took an engineering student half an hour to figure out just who was piercing whom.

When Jonathan and his Adele got home, they were missing half their clothes and all their underwear.  They laughed about their weird experience with mass hysteria and quite hysterical activity and sexual excitement, eh?  They were still excited and they stripped again and jumped upon their bed and started making love with great enthusiasm.  Adele had several dozen orgasms and Jonathan exploded twice so deep inside of her hot honeypot.  They didn’t sleep a wink that night and in the morning had to disengage and eat and get to work, Adele at Motor Mayhem as a stripper and Jonathan as CEO of Rubber Nuts Incorporated.  They were distracted all that day by thoughts of making love again.  It felt just like a second honeymoon for this young couple of the Borough of Manhattan.  Despite their bosses both demanding extra favours of some extra sex for extra pay, the couple was still thinking of a lovely evening for themselves.

Adele was waxing quite poetic while her husband, Jonathan, was waxing both their sets of skis for that next weekend when they planned to ski across New Hampshire and spend some time in country inns that were so warm and cozy, eh?  They had seen this on PBS who featured young enthusiastic Swedes, Norwegians and great looking Danes who skied across the foothills of their mountains for a fortnight.  They also did enjoy the XXXX rated Swedish pornographic films with statuesque great women and tall and handsome, highly muscled men who just enjoyed each other’s private parts for two whole hours.

They were fulfilled completely when they met a Danish couple skiing in New Hampshire.  They introduced themselves and found that they were really friendly.  Bjork and Olga were two students of the University in Copenhagen and spoke English with a British accent, eh?  They had been attracted to New Hampshire for its cozy inns and wide expanses of white, snowy countryside.  Adele immediately was attracted to the tall and handsome Bjork and Jonathan was quite enthralled by Olga who appeared to be a young rock star with substantial breasts and perky derriere.  The loving feelings were quite mutual and the promise of excitement in a cozy inn was really kindled brightly in our quartette of happy friends.  They happened on “The English Inn,” and stopped for supper and an overnighter.

Venison was served with candied yams and carrots and some local wine and home-made chocolate ice-cream sundaes.  After coffee with aperitifs, the foursome did retire to the big upstairs master bedroom and prepared to just enjoy each other’s charms.  And so they did.  The tools of Jonathan and his new friend Bjork were working overtime to satisfy completely Olga and her new American good friend.  The men were also satisfied when they just mixed and matched their private parts with creativity and élan.  Exhausted in the morning, our Quarttetto di l’Amore, did arise and dress for hearty breakfasts, pots of coffee and more skiing.  For two whole weeks this happy grouping screwed their way across New Hampshire with great love and soothing tenderness.  Some plans were made to do it all again next year in Norway.

Back in Manhattan, Jon and his Adele honed their skills by intercoursing all their neighbours and co-workers, regularly.  They did form a very large society of lovers and devoted sexual enthusiasts and were prepared for meeting with their Olga and her financée, Bjork, in Norway, who had invited four more students to ski along with them.  It was a thrilling four week holiday!

The permutations and the combinations are too complicated for this author at his age of five and seventy.  You all can see where this is going, so I’ll just desist and say that you, dear reader, must have a good imagination.  Otherwise you wouldn’t have read this, so far, eh?  So, I’ll say that it’s

THE END

© Izzy Sommers, MD

Welland, Canada

November 3, 2013