2 comments/ 27051 views/ 3 favorites Bad Weather By: sechum It was getting colder and Kerry loved it. She loved wearing long sleeved shirts again and being able to keep her hair down without having a near heat-stroke experience. But this was Michigan, and it was Kerry and soon the weather would be icy and she would be dreaming of summer. Still, Autumn was always nice. She walked down the sidewalk looking at the leaves blowing around. Bright orange trees lined the street and their leaves made excellent background noise when the wind blew, it all made Kerry feel a little less stupid. She hadn't gone to college like everyone else. She should have been running around with her friends, going to class and worrying about exams, but she decided to take a year off. College was going to be a big change and she had too much creativity to let it be stifled any longer. She couldn't go to class and study and all that, it wasn't for her, not yet. She'd take one year, find herself, write, get it all out of her system, and then she'd start college, then she'd be ready. That was what she had told everyone, that she needed to get it out of her system, she needed to be free for a little while. The actual plan had been much different. She would write, be discovered, and never look back. But it was October, and she was lost. Sure, she had ideas, lots of them, lots of stories up inside her head. But she had never really taken the time to sort them all through. There had always been school and some friends and a few boys, and she had always known that it would take a lot of time, a lot of alone, to go through her thoughts, her stories, and get them down on paper. It would have been smart to take a quick peek before she had abandoned all idea of a higher education. Perhaps she would have found that writing was more make-believe for her than she had ever imagined. She should have at least given her romantic notions a closer examination, a little more scrutiny. Walking down the sidewalk through Autumn helped Kerry come to terms. She had no where to go, but seemed unable to get through her thoughts when she was motionless, they always seemed to go at the same pace as her body. Things would be ok. She was working, seasonally, but that was alright, there were lots of seasons, she told herself, and she would be able to find work after Halloween. Christmas seemed to start at midnight on the 31st anyhow. She wouldn't write, or maybe she would one day, but it wouldn't be deliberate, just a necessary excretion of ideas and thoughts, that had built up for too long. Now was not the time, and Kerry felt she was finally ok with that. She had screwed up, but Autumn was still wonderful, Halloween was still exciting, and life was still generally good. It was almost five. She needed to be at work soon, but it was only a 10 minute walk. Kerry turned into a drug store. She didn't have a particular drug store fetish, but she liked them. She liked small stores. For some reason processing large spaces where hard for her and she got lost easily. Small stores where comforting. Even if they smelled like disinfectant, which this one certainly did. The place was fairly crowded, for the type of store. Last minute candy buyers and the like. She walked through the aisles toward the back. A man was holding a basket and pushed all the Halloween makeup from the rack into it. He was older than she was, by a lot. Middle aged. He turned and started walking toward Kerry, then he paused, turned again, and put two packages back on the rack. Kerry gave him a puzzled look. "In case somebody comes here later wanting some. I just imagined some kid with his heart set on painting his face for Halloween, finding out there was none left." "That's really nice of you." "Well, it just makes the world a nicer place." "Yeah, it does, it would." They smiled and Kerry got drawn into his gray eyes. "Well...I, uh, I'll see ya around maybe." It was strange, she had nothing better to say, and was thankful that he had said anything so they could leave. But they had been two people, comfortable, talking, sharing, and then they couldn't anymore. The conversation had ended and etiquette dictated that they not introduce a new one with a stranger, so they were stuck to their spots, until one had figured out how to say goodbye. It made her sad. He had been nice, not that she had hoped to become involved with him, but sad because this was how you met people, this was how it happened, and the magnitude of distress that keeping something going would cause, scared her. How did people ever manage to date anyone? The idea that she had screwed herself by not going to college hit her full force again. She didn't want to think about it, so she hurried through the aisle and grabbed a bottle of caffeine pills. All they ever had to drink at work was cider, which was great, but not very effective in keeping one awake. ******* Halloween. Kerry walked down the dirt road next to the field. It was dusk. There were a few families picking pumpkins. She got to the barn and saw a lot of little ones exiting from the very tame haunted house in the barn. It was free for them. She liked that. She liked the owners of the farm. They didn't charge for things that didn't cost them, it was nice. They did charge for the real haunted house that appealed mostly to high school and college students wanting to get scared shitless and then fuck each other afterwards. That was where Kerry came it. Not the fucking part, but the money part. She was the hostess, so to speak. She took in the money, gave out the tickets, repeated a warning about the graphic nature of the house which the thrill seekers were about to enter and the like. She went into the little ticket booth to set down her bag and get ready for the evening. She had brought her book, had her caffeine. But it was unlikely that the book would get much use, it being Halloween night and all. Gary was there, one of the owners sons. He worked as much as anyone, but didn't really have a position, he'd just do what needed to be done. Kerry liked him. He was nice and smart and very openly gay. Which made him a great friend without hormonal swings. Tonight Gary was wearing a pumpkin costume and it looked to Kerry as if he were a mascot for a tee-ball team. She laughed as her bag fell off her shoulder and onto the bench that was carved into the small space. "Yeah," he said, not at all embarrassed. "I've been doing the kiddy house all day. "Fun." "It was alright, there so cute and excited." "...and hyped up on sugar?" "Ya know, Kerry? You are way too cynical. And their finding that sugar doesn't actually make kids hyper...sure it'll ruin their teeth, give them diabetes, but, no, it doesn't make them crazy, they come like that." Kerry laughed again. She really liked it here, it was too bad that it would be the last night. "You, my dear, need to get into costume." Gary held up a short, slightly slutty, black dress. "Ah, yes, the traditional hooker costume." She raised an eyebrow. Gary threw it at her in mock anger, and them put a hat on her head, that slid down her eyes. "You're a witch, Kerry." She had to admit, with the hat, it didn't look so bad, a little show off-ish but that was fine, it would be nice. "I've got to go move hay and make sure the haunted house people are in costume...oh, and the costume you have is a witch, not a hooker." It took Kerry a minute to get that before he had had just been calling her a witch, not explaining what the costume was. "Cute," she yelled after him. "Took you long enough," he yelled back over his shoulder. She would really miss this. Kerry closed the back door to the stall and wiggled into costume, it fit well, the hat was cute, she felt cute. And then she started to feel hot. It had been a while since she last came. For a moment she thought about playing with herself right there, hoping she could get off fast enough, before anyone came around wanting admission. She shook the thoughts from her head and opened the ticket window to cement the decision, letting in a very appreciate burst of cool air. The night was long, and crowded and as she had suspected, Kerry did not get a chance to read her book. But her thoughts weren't really on her book at all. She had been getting looks all night. Male looks. Sexual looks. Looks that made her yearn for something inside of her...so she found a use for the book. Kerry sat it in front of her, under the ticket window on her stool. The binding was against the stool she was sitting on and it was pressed against the front wall, being held in place by constant pressure she applied by pressing her crotch against it under her dress. Every time she shifted slightly she felt it, rubbing against her clit. It was by no means enough to get her off, but it was very nice. She became exceptionally flirtatious, but calmed down after catching angry looks from various girls. She didn't want to hurt anybody. Time went by quickly that way, and soon Kerry was closing her window and locking the booth, for the last time. She said her goodbyes to the few other people she knew that worked with her, which were really only the managers, as she had no chance to associate with anyone else. She promised to return the dress later, which she could have done then, but really wanted an excuse to come back. Kerry started to leave. Then turned. She looked at the orchard, the pumpkin field, the corn maze. She had never been in the corn maze before. She'd never been in any corn maze before. She had always wanted to, but was too tired after work to bother. She could go now. There was nothing stopping her, no one at home waiting. The weather was getting colder, and it was sleeting a little, but nothing to bad, and the lights were still on in the barn. It was Halloween, and she hadn't done anything, she went. It wasn't really what she had expected. There was no logic to be used, no way of telling where one was. She just had to wonder...and it was dark, it was very dark. The sleet started to come down harder and getting out was not proving easy. Kerry started to panic, this wasn't fun, this wasn't good, she shouldn't have done this. She was cold and wet and it was very late, or very early, depending on how you looked at it. "It's ok," she said aloud. "This is ok, I'll just wander until I get out, nothings going to happen, nothing can happen, I'm just a little uncomfortable, but other then that this is just going to take time. No one can get permanently lost in a corn maze..." She stopped, not sure if that was really true, she may be the first, she didn't doubt her ability in getting lost. Kerry was about to resume her pep-talk when she heard something else. Something close was moving toward her. She froze, it kept moving. Thoughts ceased, and then suddenly she was able to run, as fast as she could she moved through the maze. Around corners. The thing chased her, it was making more noise, yelling. And suddenly she was flat on her back, dizzy, the wind knocked out of her. She heard a voice. "For Christ's sake, slow do..are you ok?" A green face was peering into hers, but she'd seen green faces like it all month when the actors from the house would go out to get food or go to the bathroom. It didn't scare her, and she concentrated on breathing. "You ran straight into the wall." He sounded astounded. "I can't believe you got so scared, I just came to see if you were ok, I saw you go in and you didn't come out...I thought..." he trailed off. "Thank you," she breathed. "I'm sorry...I just" "It's ok," he cut her off, knowing how embarrassed she must feel, "it's fine, don't worry about it. I'm Sean." He stood up from his crouching position at her head and gave her his hand to help her. "Kerry." "Well, Kerry, what say we go back to the barn so you can get warm." Kerry nodded. They walked a very short distance to the exit, Sean seemed to know the place very well. "I work in the maze in the daytime," he said, seeming to read her thoughts, although, really they would have been anyone's thoughts. "So, did it ever occur to you to just walk thought the corn. I mean, if you run straight into it, it'll knock you down, but it is possible to just walk though it." They had made their way to the barn. "Well, now I just feel incredibly stupid." Kerry sighed. "Oh, no, I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry." "Oh it's fine. I guess I kind of wanted to be scared tonight, it is Halloween and all." "Well, happy to oblige." "Yeah, I don't think I'll ever ask for that again.." Sean laughed. "Your backside is covered in mud, and your front in ice, why don't you just take it off, there are some towels right here." He held them out to her and turned around. At first she thought it was silly, him saying backside and all, she would have said ass and it made her feel a little crude for thinking it, but then she started to undress and realized that it was her entire backside that was covered with mud. Although she had clothes in her bag, she felt like being naked around him, she probably would have felt that way about any man at the moment, but there was something about him she really liked. He was older than her, and he was nice...maybe that was all. But what more did she need? "Do you have a car here?" Sean asked. "Uh, no," she said peeling the clothing off herself, trying not to get the dirt on her skin the process. "I walk." "Not in this weather you don't, I'll give you a ride." "Oh, well that would be nice, but if it's too much trouble..." "Don't even start that, I don't mind and there is no way I'm letting you walk home in sleet, in a towel don't be ridiculous." She couldn't argue with that. "Thanks...you can turn around now. He did and she saw the same look that she had been given numerous times that night by young boys, but it seemed to mean so much more coming from someone so much older. Amazingly, it wasn't even obscured by the face paint. Kerry knew that she looked good in a towel, it was a very flattering design, lots of cleavage, lots left to the imagination. "Lets go," he said quietly and motioned for her to go out the far side of the barn, where he had parked. She started to walk, and he hit lights as they went. The barn was large, meant for people, for children and cider and such, not actual animals, although some years they had goats. Bails of hay had been used to create passageways for little ones, with smiling ghouls made out of cardboard at a corner here and there. Right before she reached the door Sean called, "Hold up, I need to get my keys." He ducked into a little office that was attached to the edge of the barn. She held her towel closer around her, cold. There was only one set of lights remaining and they were the ones that illuminated the area around Kerry. She looked up, the barn seemed so vast, so high. There were two stories. More mazes of hay in the loft. The towel started to slip, and she turned away from the door that Sean had gone into and opened it, to re-close it more securely around herself. The lights went out and she jumped, dropping the towel, making a little screeching noise as she did. "Kerry?...Kerry, are you ok?" Sean called, closer than he had been before. "I'm, I'm fine. It just, well, you scared me." "Oh, sorry, you scare easy. I've got my keys, lets go." Kerry scrambled for the towel. It wasn't hard to find, it had just fallen to her feet, but when she tried to wrap it around herself she found it to small. Realizing she had the wrong way she turned it around and attempted again. Sean's hand brushed the small of her back, and pulled back suddenly, feeling her naked skin. "I...I'm sorry I dropped my towel...I didn't, when you turned of the lights, I must have." There was silence, nothing. Kerry felt her face flush. She didn't know what to do. And then he was in front of her holding her waist, her face, sucking her lips pulling her towards him. His dirty clothes brushing against her bare, soft skin. She moaned into him and wrapped her arms around his neck, dropping the forgotten towel. He was quit a bit taller than she was, and had do lean down, but he didn't seem to mind. His tongue pushed deep inside her mouth, licking tasting, testing. She sucked it and pushed it out with her own. It was the most incredible kiss she had ever had and the darkness made it all the more sensual. She felt something hard press against her belly. She pushed herself against him with more force. "Do you want to go up, to the loft?" He asked breathlessly in her ear. "Yes." Sean wrapped an arm around her waist and gently pulled her alongside him up to a ladder. She stumbled in the dark, not having a sense of where she was, he held her closer. "The ladders right here. He took one of her hands and guided it, wrapping it around the ladder, squeezing it before letting go. She started to climb the ladder, his hands stayed on her, making sure she was alright for a few steps, and then she felt him start to climb beneath her. She came to the top and started to pull herself onto the landing. Her front half was on solid ground and her feet had just lifted of the ladder steps when she felt his hands grip her waist. He gave her a little shove to be sure the she was firmly on the landing and then started to run his hands up and down her sides. She remained still, holding her breath. Sean traced a finger down the crack of her ass to her pussy, tracing the slit lightly. She moaned. "You like that sweetheart?" "Yes," she breathed. He pushed her thighs apart and stepped down a rung, bringing his face even with her cunt. He pressed his face against her, wiggling his tongue into her soaking hole. She moaned, but had no leverage to push back against him. He attacked her clit, slurping and sucking every part of her, taking her lips into his mouth, pulling biting gently. He kept coming back to her hole, pushing his tongue deeper every time making her squeal. Kerry started to shake and he pulled off. She moaned a little, trying to coax him on, thinking of nothing but cumming. "Sorry, little one, in a moment we'll resume, but this is getting too dangerous, it's time to move to higher ground. She slid her feet over onto the landing and Sean climbed up behind her. He took her by the hand and led her to a large pile of hay. He started undressing, laying his clothing on the pile. As soon as he was finished he pulled Kerry into his arms, kissing her with incredible passion. Naked skin on skin felt wonderful and warm. He helped her lay down on his clothing and slowly knelt above her. She could feel his hard cock poking her stomach, he started to move, sweeping it up and down her slit, kissing her. The sleet turned to hail, and it became loud, bouncing off the roof of the barn so close to their heads. Sean paused for a moment, then pressed into her, deeply, pushing all the way to her cervix, she gave a muffled shout. He settled his weight on her interlocking his fingers with hers above her head. He thrust into her, building a rhythm. Slowly. Panting. They both breathed loudly, moaning with increasing volume, encouraging each other. Her feet locked behind his back pushing him into her. Sweat started to drip form his forehead and Kerry was covered with a thin sheen. His penis started to swell inside her and Kerry started to whine. "Yes, baby, yes come on, come for me sweetheart. Come on, ugh, come on." He breathed. Kerry started to quake, thrusting up against him. "Ahh, oh god, oh yes, yes. Harder....Oooooohhhhhhh....." He released inside her grunting as he did, falling down, but catching himself in time to role away to the side, so as not to crush her. Bad Weather Sean gathered her up in his arms, petting her hair, softly rubbing her nipples, massaging her sides. They laid in the barn. Basking in their own warmth, listening to the hail. Feeling all around nostalgic about sex and Halloween. Kerry could feel some of his face paint on her and it made her smile. "So," he said, "did I make your world a better place?" Instantly she recognized it, but it took a while for her to place the phrase. "Yes," she said, "yes you did...how long did you know?" "Oh, I wasn't sure you were the same girl until we got into the light of the barn, but I figured it would be more fun not to say anything" "Until you had fucked me of course...." she said it with laughter. "Well, at that point it was still wishful thinking." He looked down at her, and she looked into his face. She couldn't see them, but she knew there were the most beautiful gray eyes taking her in, and she had no desire to ever go back out. Bad Weather Brewing First off, thanks to those who sent me feedback on "After School Special". I took a lot of the advice from your feedback and tried to use it in this story. So I hope you like it. ***** Nick stood on the back porch and looked up at the darkening sky. It was strange the way the sky was moving. It was as if a dark green blanket were being draped over the Earth by unseen hands. Nick felt his arms prickle with goose bumps as a cool breeze wafted over him. Thunder roared in the distance and Nick could see shards of lightning touching down in his neighbor's yards down the road. "Nick? Does it look bad?" Nick's beautiful wife Lauren was in the living room looking out the sliding glass door at her husband. She was crouched up on one end of the couch with her legs under her. She clutched the TV remote and flipped channels rapidly. "Yeah. It's getting pretty nasty," said Nick. "Hear anything about the weather yet?" Lauren shook her head frustrated, "No…just these assholes talking about the Middle East." She pressed the clicker harshly as if her frustration would speed up the process. Finally the channel stopped on the weather channel. "Op! Here we go! Nick?" There was a lot of tension in her voice. She turned the volume up so Nick could hear it from outside. Nick turned his ear towards the open glass door. He listened to the meteorologist. The weatherman spoke firmly and to the point, "If you're outdoors right now, I urge you to seek shelter immediately. As you can see," his hands drifted across the background map as if he was using magic to produce the stormy images, "…major thunder storms are heading towards Woodbine County, Harrison County, and parts of southern Fletcher County. So far no touch downs as of yet, but several twisters have been sighted in the vicinity. Now if you're in your car, pull over to the nearest overpass and…" Nick walked into the house and stared at the TV screen. He could see grayish swirl logos that indicated where tornadoes had been seen. There were three logos near his neighborhood. "Shit." Lauren cursed quietly as she listened to the instructions the weatherman was laying out. Nick saw his wife's nervousness and walked over to her. She turned and watched him approaching. "You forgot to shut the door." Lauren said. "It's fine. If there's tornadoes coming we need to open up all the windows." "That's right." Lauren turned back to the TV Nick looked down at her. She shivered as cold outside air blew across her. "Burr…" She said. Nick looked around for a blanket. There were none. So he sat down next to her and pressed his body against her legs. He wrapped one arm around her and pulled her into him. He rubbed her thigh, using friction to warm her leg. Her bare leg was smooth and tight from exercising. "You alright?" Nick asked her. "Yeah I'm fine. I hate storms." Lauren sighed as her heart beat quickly. The weatherman droned on about the approaching tornadoes, "…this just in. A touch down has been sighted. If you are in this area, seek shelter now. Again I repeat, a tornado has been sighted at___" Thunder crashed loudly. The lights in the house flickered. The TV went off and the VCR, microwave, and all digital clocks reset themselves back to 12:00am. Nick felt his wife's thighs clench as the thunder shook the house. Her eyes closed. "Shit. I hate this." Lauren said. "I always hated storms." "I love it." Nick stated calmly, in hopes to calm his wife down. "Oh hush." Nick smirked. He turned the TV back on to the weather and turned the volume up. Footsteps could be heard above them in the bedrooms. The steps became quicker as they bombarded down the stairs. The source of the noise peeked around the corner of the stairwell and ran downstairs. It was Katie. Nick and Lauren's 18-year-old daughter. She was wearing a black, one-piece skirt that clung to her body like a form-fitting piece of tissue. The first thing that Nick noticed when she ascended the stairs was that the skirt only came down to the mere top of her thigh. She skipped into the room and over to the open door. She held the sides of the door and leaned her blonde pigtails outside. "Is it gonna rain?" Her question was kind of stupid considering how dark the sky was at 5o'clock in the evening. Plus the lightning and thunder made it very obvious. Not to mention the electricity flickering. Nick was about to answer the high school senior, then stopped short when his eyes spotted the bottom of Katie's small ass, peeping from underneath the black material. He didn't see any panties at first, which made him gulp, but then she bent over a little more. She didn't realize that she was exposing her black thong underwear to her father's eyes. Nick couldn't stop his eyes from traveling down the length of her smooth legs. His gaze fell all the way down to the crinkled white socks that rested on top of her high top tennis shoes. He felt guilty for looking at his daughter this way. He shook it off and his fatherly instincts kicked in. "Katie?" She eased herself back in the house and skipped over to her parents. She stopped in front of them and placed her hands on her hips. Nick raised an eyebrow and looked at her up and down. Again. Katie raised her eyebrow and waited patiently, "Yes?" Nick finally asked, "What are you wearing?" His blonde headed daughter rolled her blue eyes and slouched, "Oh come on Dad. It's clothes. It's just a skirt." Lauren turned her attention over to Katie. When she saw what Katie was clad in, her mind forgot about the storm for a moment. "Oh I don't think so!" Lauren chastised her daughter. "Ugh! What?!" Katie pouted in her usual sweet-valley bitch routine. "I'm 18 now Mom! I can dress however I want!" Lauren's voice raised, "Are you yelling at me?!" "No." Katie's voice suddenly softened. "Turn around." Lauren instructed, "Let me look at you." "Okay." Katie did as she was instructed and turned half circle. Nick just watched as this hot teenager turned her ass towards them. Again he gulped. "Katie. I can see your ass and you're not even bending over." Lauren said. "And what's with the pigtails? You're not eight." The girl turned her head back to her parents. The blonde pigtails flipped against her small face. "All the girls are wearing their hair like this tonight." Katie said as a matter of fact. "Tonight?" Nick asked confused. Katie, "Yeah. It's Holly's birthday and we're going to Club Pie." "What?" Nick asked bewildered. Lauren finished, "Have you not noticed the big storm outside? You're not going anywhere!" The look on Katie's face could've stopped rush hour traffic. She became so mad that she became incoherent. She began to pace back and forth in the living room. "Oh come on Mom! We've been planning this for two months now!" Lauren said, "I'm not going to argue with you!" Katie said, "This is…" Crash. Lightning struck a tree in their backyard. A huge branch came crashing down, knocking down power lines. The lights went out immediately and a transformer exploded. The explosion radiated the room with light for ten seconds. Katie yelped, "Ahh!" Nick felt Lauren gasp for air and tense. Hail began falling, leaving small marbles of white ice all over the back patio. "Daddy?" Katie suddenly sounded like a little girl again. Nick immediately got up and pulled his wife with him. With his other hand he grabbed Katie and yanked them to the basement stairway. The man grabbed the battery-powered lantern hanging on the wall inside the stairwell. All three family members ran down the stairs as another roar of thunder rocked the house. They went to corner of the basement next to the washer and dryer. Nick left his wife and daughter standing idly by as he ran over to shelves and grabbed a chest full of blankets and quilts. He quickly brought them over and dumped them. Then he went to the other side of the room and grabbed two tiny mattresses from extra cots they had for overnight guests. When he brought them over he lay them in the corner and threw the blankets over them. The two frightened women stood by as Nick prepared a place to sit. Wind was blowing hard against the windows. The sound of patio furniture and trees falling could be heard outside. Lightning temporarily lit the basement sending shadows all over the walls. Nick got down on the cot and sat against the corner. He reached up for Katie who was now crying. "Come here baby." Nick said as Katie took his hand and eased herself down on the cot mattress. She turned and sat between her father's legs with her back to his chest. His legs were sprawled out on either side of hers. Nick reached around and held Katie close to his body. His arms reached across her small chest as she reached up to hold him there. Lauren sat down next to them and put her back against the wall. She took some blankets and spread them out over herself and her daughter and husbands legs. Hail pelted against the basement window making the sound of a dozen woodpeckers trying desperately to get in. "Shit. Shit. Shit." Katie whined as the noise from outside was getting louder and louder. "It's okay honey." Nick tried to be reassuring for his frightened child. It was difficult to maintain focus when the petite figure was pressed tightly against him. He was pretty certain her dress had ridden slightly and her scantily clad bottom was pressed up against his hardening crotch. Lightning flashed in a streak of continuing blazes. Thunder followed in a barrage of earth shaking booms. Nick closed his eyes and winced with fearful pleasure as his daughter's jolts caused her small body to rub up against his tented jeans. He squeezed her harder in hopes that would calm her shivering, but he was really trying to stop the incredible sensations that stimulated his pelvis. The stirring in his groin was overwhelming. "Mommy?" Katie called to her mother. Lauren looked at her with an equally frightened gaze. "What sweetie?" "I'm sorry I yelled." Lauren nodded and shut her eyes. She leaned her head back against the wall in utter exhaustion. She wasn't taking well to the storm. As calmly as she could she reached under the blanket and reassuringly rubbed Katie's upper thigh. Katie shivered as her Mom's cold hands touched her skin. Once again Nick shuttered. His own thighs squeezed together, wrapping Katie in a tight leg hug. He felt her bare legs rub against his. The stimulation from the gorgeous creature in his arms and the storm raging outside was driving Nick insane. And this was his daughter. His little girl. He shouldn't be feeling like this towards his little girl. All he could do was sigh and do his best to withstand the awesome feelings. Lauren felt faint. She rolled her head back and forth against the concrete wall as a thousand thoughts shot through her mind. Was this storm getting worse? Was it going to hit them? How would they know? There's no electricity. They can't find out. What if a tornado is coming? Would it wipe them out? Their home? Their neighbors? Their lives? She would never get to complete what she wanted to do with her life. She wanted to see Australia. She wanted go scuba diving. She wanted to experience a lot of things. Especially when it came to sex with Nick. She wanted one last romp in the sack with the love of her life before she died. With the sound of trees falling apart outside, Lauren began to reevaluate everything in her life. Katie whimpered softly and leaned her head back against her Dad's shoulder. One of her blonde pigtails flopped up into Nick's face. He shook it off and looked at her soft, young face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. She breathed heavily and this caused her small chest to heave up and down. Nick felt his hard-on rub between the firm cheeks of her ass. He looked at her face and sighed every time she inadvertently stroked his cock. Lauren was flustered beyond belief. She continued to caress Katie's thigh and began to feel a strange feeling tingling between her own legs. The hail outside was getting bigger and more frequent. The wind seemed to have turned into a solid object that was trying to crash itself through the basement window. Lauren and Nick looked up as another wave of Lightning filled the night sky. Mud, trash, and other debris were piling up outside the glass window. The wind blew all of it away and then replaced it with new debris. Lauren looked at her husband and daughter. She was breathing heavily. "Nick." "What is it?" Nick sounded concerned. "We're gonna die, aren't we?" A tear rolled down Lauren's cheek. Nick wanted to say no, but then the house started to vibrate heavily. The shelves began rattling and the washer began to knock against the dryer. As he witnessed this, Katie's head was up and looking around with a frightened expression. The sounds coming from outside reminded Katie of the Dinosaurs approaching in Jurassic Park. Katie said, "That's a tornado, isn't it?" Nick was pretty certain it was, "I'm afraid so." Lauren got up on her knees between Katie and Nick's legs. She leaned over her daughter and kissed Nick passionately. Nick was a little taken back when his wife's tongue entered his mouth, but he complied and kissed her back. Lauren's knee inadvertently pressed into Katie's pussy and began grinding into it as she made out with her husband. "Mom, stop." Katie said as her mother unknowingly sandwiched her between herself and Nick. Lauren and Nick ignored Katie's whining. Lauren broke the kiss and looked deeply into Nick's eyes, "Just one last time. Please Nick. I can't bear the thought of not getting that cock of yours in my pussy one last time before we die." Nick gulped hard. His erection extended to its full length within the confines of his jeans. It pressed hard into Katie's bottom. Katie gasped as she felt her Dad's stiff penis poke into her. Katie's head turned to her father. Nick looked back and saw the look of confusion and panic on his young daughter's face. She looked so helpless. This gave her a very sexy glow and Nick felt a ping of lust shoot through his spine. Katie with her hair up in pigtails gave her a forbidden quality that most every man could recognize and most definitely want. He looked back at his wife. Lauren was breathing heavily as more thunder began shaking the house. She knew in her heart that this was going to be her last chance. A sixth sense was telling her that if she didn't get sex now, it would never happen again. The screaming wind wailed its awful screams right next to their house. Nearby a shed was picked up by the twister and instantly reduced to ruble. A lawn mower was taken up and tore free of its blades, which shot out in four different directions. Lauren could see the dismay in her husband's face. But she could also see something else. It just struck her that Nick was eyeing their daughter Katie in a very non-fatherly way. Nick shook his attention away from the hot teenager and tried to stare at his wife normally. "What about Katie? We can't do anything in front of Katie…can we?" Nick did his best to sound concerned. Lauren said, "Nick…we're going to die in a matter of minutes. Nothing matters anymore." Without consulting her scared little girl, Lauren scooted back and leaned her head down between Katie's legs. She quickly pulled Katie's short skirt up and put her face next to Katie's thong covered pussy. Katie suddenly tensed with fear, "Hey! What? Mom?" "Nick, help me." Lauren instructed. Nick saw his wife's position between his little girl's legs and began trembling with excitement. Nick said, "What are you talking about?" Lauren began to caress the inside of Katie's firm teenage thighs. Katie clasped the tops of her Mom's hands but couldn't stop them as they massaged her flesh. Lauren looked up and Nick and smirked, "What do you think I'm talking about?" His cock was aching in the confines of his jeans. He wanted this, but was so uncertain if he should. Lauren continued, "I know you want this Nick. I saw the way you were looking at her ass." Katie's head spun toward her father's. She stared deeply into his eyes as if she were being betrayed. As Nick looked at her soft upturned nose, he squeezed her with his thighs. Nick said to Katie, "Baby, I…" A tear formed at the side of Katie's eye and fell down her face. This made Nick's heart ache. He reached around her small petite body and held her firm belly. He dug his fingers through her clothes as his brain fought the urge to ravish her. "Oh give me a break Nick!" Lauren lightly bit the side of Katie's inner thigh. "This is your last chance to do anything about it. You know I'd never approve otherwise." Nick stared at his wife with a look of complete bewilderment. He wondered what had gotten into her. This whole situation was beyond comprehension. Again the house shook. Thunder crackled loudly. Lauren finally put things into perspective, "We're gonna die soon. I'm going to get mine. Katie might as well join. Besides, I've never done it with a woman. Katie is a teenager wet dream. Might as well enjoy it." Lauren smiled coyly at Katie. The teen couldn't say anything. She just stared blankly at her lust-crazed mother. "Nick, help me now." Lauren instructed. Without thinking, Nick reached around and grabbed Katie's legs under her knees. He spread them out and lifted them over his own legs so she sat with her legs open wide. Then he reached between her legs and pulled the thong away from her pussy giving Lauren a close up view of Katie's shaven mound. "Oh Nick. Her pussy is so small. You're gonna like fucking this." Lauren said as she stuck her tongue out and began a vigorous lashing of Katie's tiny pussy. Katie gasped loudly and grabbed onto her Dad's legs. Her head fell back against her father's chest and she whined loudly. Nick took this opportunity to begin grinding his tented jeans into Katie's tight little ass. He felt her cheeks clench around the shape of his cock as he pushed himself against her. As her blonde pigtails brushed past his face he leaned his head over and started kissing her face. The stimulation was too much for Katie. She started whining as her Dad kissed her cheeks. She twisted her head away, but this only gave Nick access to more of her face. He kissed her chin and then her neck. Lauren was occupied flicking the young girl's clit with the tip of her tongue. Then she put her mouth completely over the small pussy and sucked it into her mouth. Then she inserted her tongue up inside and tongue fucked her wildly. "Mom!" Katie shouted over the loud crash of thunder outside. The young girl's head turned toward her Dad's for help. Like he was going to put a stop to this. "Dad, help…" When Nick saw the vixen's head turn toward his face, he forced his tongue into her mouth and proceeded to kiss her passionately. Katie moaned into her Dad's face and kissed him back. She was so frightened by the way her parents were using her that her only instinct was to allow it. She inserted her own tongue into her Dad's mouth like she was making out with a boy friend. Then the kiss broke. "Daddy…" Katie cried. Again Nick's heart ached for his daughter, but his cock was aching even more as pressed himself into her firm ass cheeks. Before she could call his name again he leaned in and covered her mouth with his. Nick felt Lauren take the thong into her fingers and pull it away from Katie's small opening. With his hands free he reached up and yanked down the fabric holding in his daughter's perky tits. Her hard nipples were exposed to the cold basement air. Nick took both tits into the palms of his hands and roughly squeezed them. He loved the feeling of her prickly nipples rubbing the inside of his hands. Bad Weather Brewing Katie groaned into her Daddy's mouth as she felt her tits being handled. Lauren backed away from Katie's wet little pussy and pulled the thong down her legs. This got Katie's attention and she was able to pull her face away from her Dad's probing mouth. "Mom? My panties?" Katie looked quizzically at her mother. Lauren took off her own dress and panties and slid up in front of her daughter. "Don't act stupid Katie." The horny mother took her legs and intertwined them with the teenagers. She pressed her body so they were pussy to pussy. "I can't do this mommy." Katie pleaded. Lauren reached behind Katie's head and pulled her in close. She stuck her tongue into her mouth and kissed her. Katie's eyes were wide open but kissed her back. Finally, Lauren broke free and slowly started to rub her pussy against Katie's. "We're going to do this sweetheart. So you might as well enjoy it." With that, Lauren began to grind her groin against the frightened child. Katie yelped as the sensations of her mother's pussy lips slipped and pressed into her. Lauren was leaning back on her hands and used her hip muscles to do all the work. She was completely entranced by the pleasure that rocked her body. Having another woman to grind pussies with had always been one of her fantasies. "Oh Katie!" Lauren yelled over the intense storm outside. Nick leaned his head back as his daughter's naked ass was jolted against his cock. He couldn't stand the confinement any longer, so he reached between them and unbuttoned his jeans. The pressure building in his cock pushed the zipper open and his shaft rested against the small of Katie's back. He pushed her skirt out of the way so he could feel flesh against flesh. Her perspiration was lubricating his erection as it slid up and down from the top of her ass to the middle of her back. Katie's body shuddered and quaked as her Mom continued grinding against her. Nick gasped for breath as his daughters hot skin rubbed up and down his stiff pole. His fingers gripped every inch of her tit flesh. He took her small nipples between his fingers and pinched them. Then pulled on them. Then rolled them between his fingertips. Nick leaned over and started sucking on her exposed shoulder. His daughter's black one-piece was now bunched up around her waist. Katie's pigtails flopped back and forth as she struggled in the arms and legs of her sex crazed parents. Lauren's head was back and her mouth draped open as ecstasy cascaded through her body. She quivered as Katie's small pussy lips rubbed against her clit. She moaned loudly and began to push against her harder. Katie's face was drenched in sweat and tears. She just moaned and whined as her body was used as a blowup doll. The stirring in Nick's groin was getting to be way too much. He desperately needed to stick his cock in something soon. Something wet. Something warm. Something tight. The feeling of his daughter's flesh was incredible but he needed something to envelop him. He needed it to happen now. Lightning lit up the basement like a laser light show. Something outside sounded like a stampede of diesel trucks driving closer to the house. It sounded as though it was going to plow them down any minute now. Nick arched himself forward, pushing into Katie and Lauren. Lauren fell on her back with Katie on top of her. Nick's heart raced as he got on his knees and looked down at the mother and daughter. Their tits mashed together and they breathed heavily into each other's ears. The two female's pussies were right there for the taking. Lauren brought her feet up and spread her knees. This in turn spread Katie's legs, which she put on either side of her mother's hips. So here they were. Nick stared daggers into his daughters upturned ass. He inched forward and placed his raging hard cock on top of her delicious bottom. With both hands he began to caress her cheeks roughly. Katie wailed when she realized what he was about to do. Lauren reached around Katie's back and pulled the girl's ass cheeks apart. Their daughter's small puckered asshole and small shaven pussy was staring Nick in the face. "Daddy don't!" Katie begged for this to stop. When he heard his daughter implore him to quit, it made him want her even more. There was nothing to stop him. Not even the fear of incarceration could bring Nick to stop this incredible taboo. He slid his cock down between her cheeks and placed it at the entrance to her tiny pussy. He pressed into her. Katie took a quick intake of breath as her Daddy's prick forced it's way into her moist cavern. She stiffened as the large shaft completely bore into her depths. It slipped all the way down until Nick's balls touched down. "Katie!" Nick yelled. "Daddy!" The lust-crazed father pulled out swiftly then shoved himself back in. His daughter's tight pussy gripped him so hard, Nick thought he was going to pass out. As he began to fuck her, he thought that she might be a virgin. He never really felt her hymen so he assumed she did have sex before, but only with guys with really small pricks. Nick attested to this by the way her pussy stretched around his erection. There was no way she ever had anything this big in her before. Katie grunted and groaned every time her Dad thrust into her. Her pussy tingled when his cock slammed home. She couldn't help it, but her pussy was getting extremely wet. Nick grabbed onto Katie's small hips and pounded into her like a man possessed. His daughter cried and yelped as her father's cock slid up and down her clit. It gave her uncontrollable and constant orgasms. They kept coming and coming, Katie shouted into her mother's ear. "Ahh! Daddy!" Lauren patiently waited her turn as her husband fucked the young Katie into oblivion. She kissed all over Katie's face and occasionally stuck her tongue into her mouth. She then took her small tits and caressed them roughly. "You like that baby?" Lauren asked of her little girl. "Mommy!" Lauren looked over Katie's shoulder at her husband. Sweat was dripping down his forehead onto Katie's small tanned ass. His hands were busy squeezing her cheeks and he was throwing his body into her. His hips smacked loudly onto the back of her naked thighs. "Nick…do me now. I need it!" Lauren instructed her husband. Nick didn't need to be told twice. He pulled out of Katie's hot tight pussy with a pop then inserted it quickly into Lauren's. Lauren shouted, "Oh Fuck!" With those words of encouragement, Nick began fucking his wife with reckless abandon. She wasn't as tight as young Katie, but still an extremely snug fit. And so very warm. One of the best parts of Lauren's pussy was that it seemed to be made just to accommodate him. With each stroke, her pussy clasped his cock in all the right places. Nick was in heaven. Which was ironic because the tornado was just outside the house. The basement window started to rattle as the F5 twister got closer and closer. The family member's moaning was almost inaudible from the wind outside. As Nick looked down at his cock going in and out of Lauren's pussy, he saw Katie's tiny asshole staring him in the face. The glass from the window started to crack and he knew he had a choice. He could stop fucking Lauren right this second, and penetrate Katie's asshole with one quick motion. The perspiration generated by the two of them would be plenty of lubrication. However, Lauren would be a little upset. Then Nick thought, what the fuck…they were about to die anyway. He thought of the old marriage saying 'till death do us part' and his choice became clear. His cock slipped from his wife's depths. "Ah! Nick! Don't stop!" She had to practically scream. Nick ignored her and grasped Katie's small ass and pulled her cheeks open. Katie gasped and trembled. "Daddy?!" "I'm sorry baby, I have to do this!" Nick put his engorged cock head at the entrance and started to push. Katie's teeth clenched as she felt her Daddy's large prick split her open and slide down into her firm ass. Nick's fingers tightened into his young daughter's hot flesh and leaned his head back as his cock sank all the way in. "You son of a bitch!" Lauren shouted angrily at Nick. "Get your cock out of her ass and fuck me!" "I can't! She's too tight! And hot! God her ass is gripping me like a vice!" Nick pulled out hard and her asshole pulled on his foreskin causing pleasurable resistance. Once he had his cock out to the head he started to push back in. Katie leaned her head down to her upset mother and placed her mouth over hers. Lauren gave up and proceeded in a hot make out session with her. The young teenager arched her back giving her horny father better access. With this new angle she pressed her tits into her Mom's. Both females' nipples were sticking straight out. They both shivered as they rubbed their bodies into each other. Nick was pressing into his daughter hard when the window broke. The broken glass was immediately sucked out into the storm. The basement suddenly became a vacuum, pulling loose dust, paper, and small objects up into the air. The window was not yet strong enough to pick up big objects, but the wind blowing through the room caused each one of the family member's hair to go stir crazy. Katie was screaming, "Daddy! Oh God! Oh please Daddy!" Nick was grunting and thrusting into Katie's asshole with all his might. He was bound and determined to cum before this tornado overtook them. Lauren held her daughter's shivering body to her and raised her own pussy up into the air. As Nick fucked Katie's ass, his balls slapped into Lauren's clit. The frightened mother moaned deeply with each touch. With one final thrust, Nick's cock was all the way to the hilt of his teenager daughter. He began to yell as he felt the tingling of his orgasm shoot through his body. His stiff cock exploded in a violent climax that filled Katie's tiny asshole with his incestuous cum. Nick leaned over her small, sweaty body and started to suck on her neck and face. All the while his prick continued spewing cum on her insides. He reached around and fondled her small tits and gave her another thrust that caused them to fall on top of Lauren. "You fucker!" Lauren frowned at Nick as their faces were put right in front of each other."You got that right!" Nick smirked, then passionately kissed his wife. She didn't resist and they took each other's tongues into their mouths. Their lips engulfed the others as their bodies sandwiched their thoroughly fucked teenage daughter. The tornado ripped away the side of their home. The dark twister picked up furniture, carpet, and clothing from all over the house. Nick was able to thrust one more time into Katie's vice-like asshole, which drained the last drop of cum from his aching balls. Katie cried one last time as her father pumped her sore bottom and her fingers dug into her Mom's shoulders. Lauren sighed one last time as her husband sucked her tongue into his hot mouth. Then their world went dark. ***** EMAIL ME! LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! Your feedback is the reason I write. I'm especially interested to know how my stories affected you. Did you have a physical reaction? Or did you just plain hate it? Please let me know. -Zip Code Bad Weather Leads to Good Sex Recently an old family friend, a woman in her mid-80s (whom I shall call "Miriam"), had to evacuate her building for a few days due to a storm warning (she lives near the water). By the way, don't worry, the story is not about having sex with her! She had nowhere to go and since I live nearby in another building, but not in the evacuation zone, I was asked by her daughter if I could put her up in my place for maybe 2 or 3 days. After all, I have an extra bedroom. But it wouldn't be just her, she has a live-in aide. So, although she hated to ask me this favor, would it be okay? Well, I was kind of cornered but also felt bad about the situation, so I said okay. When they arrived at my place that night (a Friday), the aide looked to be about 25 years old and of dark skin (by the way, I'm 40-something and white). She was real cute, a good figure, maybe 5'5" tall and a nice chest. Don't ask me the size, I'm not sure how to judge, but they were good for cupping in your hand. Her name was Alice. By 10 pm Miriam was asleep in the second bedroom and Alice was going to go to sleep on the couch in the living room. I went into my bedroom but was feeling more than a little horny. Usually before going to sleep, besides reading, I like watch some porn on the computer and enjoy a good cum. Yeah, so who doesn't? Anyhow, the problem was that the computer was in the living room, same as the couch. The way it is set up, the couch is behind the computer chair, so if you are sitting on the couch, you can't see the computer screen, only the back of the swivel chair. So after a few minutes I go into the darkened living room, dressed in loose pajama shorts with no underwear and a t-shirt. I walk over to the couch and say to Alice, "Would you mind if I use the computer a little? I don't want to keep you up." "No," she says. "Go ahead, it won't bother me." Then I added, "Just do me a favor. If you are going to get up, just let me know. Usually before going to bed I like to watch some, uhh...adult material on the Internet and I don't want to offend you." After a moment of silence she said, "Oh, okay. I don't mind. It's your house." So I sat down in the chair and waited for the computer to start up. A few seconds later Alice said that she is going to use the bathroom. I told her no problem, the computer is still starting up anyway. As she walked by I saw that she had on sweat pants and a little top (looked like no bra underneath). On her way back from the bathroom I had the Internet up and was searching for videos on Yahoo. She looked real quick at the screen then said, "Would you mind if I looked with you a little? I'm curious what you watch." "No, go ahead, grab a chair from the table." Holy crap, could I be so lucky? When she sat down I said I like to watch different things, but my favorites were CFNM (which I explained to her, she never heard of it) and blowjob and anal sex videos. It was a real turn on getting to say these things to her, but honestly, a part of me was shaking inside. This was definitely an unexpected occurrence and I didn't know where it was going to lead. I mean, despite her initial interest to sit with me, she could claim I acted improperly to Miriam or who knows what. After all, my intent was to jerk off, but what would happen now? I searched for blowjob videos, hoping that would maybe lead to something between us (if I were lucky). After clicking on several videos and watching only a few seconds, I explained that I am very picky and that most of the girls don't appeal to me. Then I hit the jackpot. A video of a dark-skinned girl giving head to a white guy. I opened this one to full screen and it was really hot. The girl was holding his erection of sucking the head and shaft, moving her head up and down. The video was about 5 minutes which was a good length of time. Smiling, I said, "Now this is a really good video. I have always loved the contrast of skin color like that." Yes, it was a come on, but it was also true. She said, "If you like that, have you ever been with a black girl?" "No, so far it's just a fantasy. But I like to watch. It may not be the real thing, but it's better than nothing." I started to twiddle with by erection with my right hand, the one farthest from her. I didn't think that was too bad. She saw but didn't say anything. After a little bit of this I was really hard and wanted to cum. I said, "Listen, I don't want to be rude. Would you mind if I just took the head out and played with it while I watch." I could tell by now that she was really into this. She said, "No, go ahead." I said, "Have you ever seen a white guy's penis before?" No, she hadn't, except in videos (so I guess she watches porn too, sometimes). I slowly took the head out of the slot for peeing and started to caress it and looked at her. She was staring right at my engorged penis head. I leaned back in the chair and started to rub under the head while holding the shaft with my left hand, but through the shorts (I was not fully exposed, which I thought made it all the hotter). About 1 minute later I said, "Maybe you should go. I don't want to offend you. What if I cum?" Of course, I was playing stupid. But this way it put her at ease, even somewhat in charge (at least in her own mind) and didn't make me pushy. In truth, we were playing each other... and it was fun! She responded, "I don't mind. I'm not offended." Well, now seemed like a good time, so I said, "Do you want to hold the tissue for when I come? Otherwise it will get all over the place." "Sure." I handed her a tissue and told her to put her hand under the head. I also now slid out the rest of my hard cock through the front hole in my shorts. I made sure that my cock touched her hand a few times, too, while stroking, to see if she liked it. This was great, but I was curious how far I could take it... "Would you like to give it a little kiss or lick the head a little? Have you ever done that before?" "Yes, with an old boyfriend." Then she leaned in and started to kiss and lick my cockhead. I was squeezing the shaft tight and the head looked huge. She tilted her head sideways so that I could see just what she was doing. Yes, I guess she had done this before (or just knew how to please a man, some girls are naturals). "Have you ever tasted cum before?" "Yes." "Well, if you want to, let me know." "Okay." "You mean you want to?" Hesitantly, "Yea...h." The video was just about over so I moved it back to the beginning. By now I was really close to cumming and told her so. She kept licking around and just under the head. When I started cumming she seemed to revel in swallowing it. She wrapped her tongue and lips tightly around the head and pushed my hand out of the way and started using her own. Damn, this entire evening was one heck of a strange turn of events. When she was done I said, "That was really good. Really good. Thanks. Would you like me to do anything for you?" Long story short, about 15 minutes later we were sitting on the couch and I used by hand to get her off while kissing and sucking her nipples a little bit while she gave me a handjob. The next night we watched videos again... anal this time.