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Stranded

By: Cavatina



...A house in the mist, somewhere in the mountains...you live there..alone...one evening when there is a rain storm, someone knocks on your door...you open it and there is a girl standing in the door way, she says, 'um I'm sort of stuck, my car broke down, I need help..you look at her and say, 'well its raining really hard right now...how would you like to wait a while...then maybe we can do something?'...'sure', she says...and comes in. 

she takes off her rain coat and gives you her umbrella. Once done, she looks around and you motion her to go and sit on the recliner by the fire...'I'll um get you something warm to drink...you could have called, but I'm afraid the lines are out at the moment, and you could have watched some TV but I'm afraid the cable is also out so I suppose you can only read the newspaper', you smile and leave...well here we are a stormy night and you're alone with some girl and there is just the sound of rain and nothing else to stir the silence.

'Here you go' you hand her mug of coffee, 'thanks...um sorry but like can I have a blanket'...you get her one and she snuggles up under it,

after awhile, you notice that she's gone to sleep, so you leave and go to your room.

An hour later you come back, she is still sleeping you notice...you walk towards her and bend down by her to pick up the coffee mug, as you are about to, you notice in the fire light that the blanket has slipped off her shoulders and if your not wrong they seem to be extremely bare!!!...you quickly look around and notice that her clothes are strewn on the couch, you can see her black lace panties and her bra on top. ;)

'well...umhm '...you turn around and are about to leave when you are tempted to just go and take one long breathe of the scent that lies in those silk black underthings.

You pick her bra up and bury your face in it...it smells of wild grapes and her panties smell of cream puffs...almost delicious!!!, as you are, you hear a rustle and drop what ever is in your hands, and turn around, she hasn't noticed you at all, the blanket falls off her top and the fire makes a beautiful outline of her breasts and belly, her nipples are erect, her neck is long,..she raises her hands to tie her hair, and then suddenly she stands up and lets the entire blanket fall of her body and stands with her back towards you, close to the fire, she has the body of a medieval woman, plump in all the right places, her ass is nice and round, she is looking closet at the pictures on your wall. 

As you step back to leave, she hears you and is startled, she screams and rushes for the blanket...and switches on the light...'um...what the hell, how long have you been standing there!!!!!???'...'not very long...i just...um...I', 'WHAT I...??..say something?!' 'well I'm sorry but I must admit that I was to dumbfounded or paralyzed to move, it was all quite mesmerizing'...she is quiet and just looks at you, you take her clothes and take them to her, 'I see, so u like to go to sleep with your clothes off ...don't worry about me, I'm not a dangerous person, although I don't know if I can say the same about you ;)}...she is still quiet and as she reaches for her clothes...your arms brushes her fingers...somehow now she has for a moment forgotten about the clothes and she is feeling the hair on your arm, you're quiet, she moves her fingers upwards on your arm and up your sleeve and massages the entire length of your arm with her fingers.

You feel the base of your back almost quivering, is it desire?..is it fear?...now the hand of hers that held the blanket, she makes it available by letting go of the blanket, and before you know it she is standing like a naked child in front of you with the blanket at the base of her feet, you can see the amazing swell of her breasts , her smooth stomach, her deep belly button, a neat shaven pussy, which seems to be hiding beneath everything, her medium sized smooth legs and her feet which look like baby feet.

She steps a little closer and now uses both her hands to massage both you arms, very softly without you realizing, she starts to unbutton you shirt and once done she lets it fall off you shoulders and onto the floor, she moves her hand across your chest and plays with the hair on it, her fingers move towards your nipples, she forces her fingers onto each one and they start coming to life, she looks at you and then lowers her head onto you r chest and starts to lick you nipples slowly with her soft, sharp and ardent tongue, soon her entire mouth rests on each and  it almost seems as if she was satiating some hidden thirst, there is this sense of devotion in her actions. 

You don't know what exactly to say or do, only standing there and experiencing ecstasy is all you can think of. She moves further below after sucking, licking and tugging at you soft nipples which you realize are dark pink and hard by now. making snail tracks over you stomach and sucking deep into your belly button, she turns you around and starts to kiss you allover you back, her lips are soft and warm, and before you know it, she presses her entire front part of the body into your back, her nipples are hard and erect and they press into your back, her belly is sort of sweaty and she rubs it against your back, she rubs her body against you back and then swiftly turns you around and hold you close. now her nipples and your are in direct contact with yours and this amazing hardness against each other is just taking you into some other land, she breathes down your neck and whispers 'I want to feel you every where and lick each and every place of your beautiful body, I want to be your slave tonight'...you notice the urgency in her voice and hold her back, raising your fingers to her nipples you feel them with your thumb, rubbing them makes them harder and the slight pain causes her to let out a little moan.

You move your hands down her belly and rub the sides of her waist, you move your hands across her back, the muscles are tight but the moment you touch them they seem to melt under your fingers, you move your fingers down her back and can now hear her breathing a little heavily, 'that feels so good...don't...don't stop'...you start to make trails down her back with your fingers, and then move you hands slowly down to her ass, you move your fingers slowly upon the crack, and feel the roundness, you then slowly grab her ass, and suddenly  notice that she is actually pushing her back against you...as if she want to feel much more than just your fingers...you start to kiss the nape of her neck and then slowly move down her back, by licking your entire way down, until you come to the crack of her ass, you lick that too, and lick her buttocks, they are smooth and firm...she suddenly turns around to look at you, and you hold each other by the fire...kissing, first softly and then long hungry kisses, your tongues fighting with each other, as if you were making love with them, moaning as you kiss, and actually being able to hear the sound of how wet and hot your kisses are in the silence you are turned on beyond imagination...you want to keep kissing her, until she suddenly withdraws her tongue from your mouth and starts to lick your neck, your face, you stand there in awe, and can only sigh.

It feel so good you think to yourself, she licks her way down your chest...paying extra attention to each nipple, licking it, sucking it, holding it between her teeth and lips, 'i love them hard' and she flicks her tongue across them and motion you to watch as she looks up at you...then she moves down and sucks your navel...and finally she unzips your pants and helps you out of them...there you are naked standing in front of this strange woman, and so turned on, she kneels between your legs and takes hold of your rock hard dick, she spits on her hands and then starts to rub your dick with your hands, moving back and forth, as she rubs your dick, she takes the head of your cock in her mouth and starts to suck it, she slicks it and kepps kissing it as she rubs your cock...pumping you and sucking you at the same time...she lickc a little pre-cum of your cock head...and starts to pumps you harder, your dick is sooo hard, suddenly she stops, and then takes your entire cock in her mouth, and starts to suck you, as she  does, she makes these deep moaning sounds, 'mm...mm...mm' is all you can hear her say...you can see that your precum is actually dripping down her mouth, mixed with her spit, she has her eyes closed and is sucking you now like an animal, faster and  faster by the minute...you cant help, pushing your slef into her face...wanting to fuck her mouth now...and you feel  like ur about to cum...'ah ahh ahhh I'm I'm gona...' suddenly she stops your disappointed...'wha'...she suddenly opens ur legs wider and starts to lick your balls and start to pumps your cock...you cant believe it...'ohhh...ohh my god...dont dont stop now...yeha suck my nuts, harder...ohhh yeha...!!!!!'...she stops again...you cant seem to understand  why she keeps  doing that...she motions you to lie down, you spread the blanket on the carpet and lie down on it...she gets on top of you, only her ass is right above your face and your dick is in her mouth...there you go, as she sucks you you can see her glistning pussy hang above your face...and juices are trickling down her thigh...she is as wet as wet can get...

You pull her closer and start to eat her, licking her clitoris, and sucking her numb, both of you are making loud sucking and moaning sounds and  are eating and sucking each other like animals...' yeahhh...oh yeha...fuck me with your tongue...fuck meeee...oh fuckkkkk meeeeeee...ahhh, ohh...mm...mm...' Both of you stop, you dont wnat to come just yet do you...she now sits on top of your chest, rubbing her wet c,lit on your nipples, your soaked in pussy juice and her mouth looks sore...she slowly inches her self on to your dick nad then starts to ride you slowly...you grab hold of her breasts...and pull the, you tug at her nipples, she throws her head back in ecstacy...'oh yeahh!!!!', 'comon baby, fuck me, be my stallion, be my rapist, fuck me , fuck me sore with your hard dick tonite, fuck me so hard, that I cum, and cum and cum all night, dont you stop fucking me, dont you stop puching your dick inside my hole for a single second!!' and she nnow start to ride you like crazy...'ahh, ahh ahhh ahh harder, yeah harder, herader...oh yeha...oh god, ' you can actually hear and see your balls slapping against her cunt, it makes this amazing sound, and the squish sound when your dick enter and levaes her cunt, in and out, in and out, you pull her breasts closer and start to lick them, suck them, and she continues to ride you, you can sense your load building up when you suddely push her offf, you pull her under you, and place your self between her legs, your dick deeep in her pussy...'bitch , I'm going to fuck your cunt until its raw, I'm going to keeping pumpung my hard dick into you...' you start to grunt and fuck her harder and faster, , at the same time  your'e feeding on her breats hungrily, 'oh...ohhh...oh yeah...dont...oh yeah, dont stop, ohh.ah fuck me ...fuck me...ohhh ahhh...mm...fuck me ' you pull each other closer, her nails are digging into your back, she has scratched your back and your still grinding into her, until you burst..both of you scream out loud...there is sweat and cum and juice and heat in the rooom, totally exhauseted...both of you still lie together...you look out the window...its still raining out side...you relax for about 5 miutes and then tell her to get up...she does...you ask her to get on her hands and kness...'girl, be my slut...it doggy style time''''first she sucks your dick to make you hard again and when your rock hard...you position your self behind her and enter her cunt...oh yeha, your balls slap against her ass...oh yeha, wet and hot, her breast move and shake like bells, you hold her by the waist and start to pump in to her, harder and harder by the minute, grinding your cock in and out of her...oh yeha...'ah ...ah...ahhh, your sweet cunt, oh,  ohhh,,,,,yeha yeha hhh.a' and bothof you cum again...before you know it, your racing to the bathroom with her...you turn on the shower, the water is hot, bothof ou stand under it and and kiss each other...you keep kissing, until her hand finds your cock, and she starts rubbing it, o god ur hard again...and guess what you want to fuck her once more...you lift her and she has her legs around your waist, you semi hard dick inside her cunt and you are getting harder as you slowly move inside her...she touches the places where you two are joined and licks the juices off her finger, you keep kissing each other...and you kiss her breasts abd lick the water that collects as it forms a drop on each nipple...she licks your nippples...and you start to pumping her, first slow then faster...o yeha...o yeha...o yeha, the water, the fucking sounds, teh moaning, groaning, a, oh my hot hard man, dont stop fucking me, ur such an excellent lover...ohh your hard dick, I  love your body, a...' and you have your face buried in her neck...mumbling...' yeha my bitch, my slut...my slave...comon leme me ffel your cunt let meee, a my hard dick, I want ot keep fucking you...you hot horny woman...a' and then the shower is a mix of orgasmic sounds only as two people fuck each other like wild animals...'a.ohh ohhh a.a.ohhh ohh...fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.harder...ohoh oho oh ohooooooo..ah''''and then both of you cum again...

its some tiems in teh morning now...the rain has stopped, she's lying in bed, naked, next to you...under the satin sheets...you look at her and wish...' I hope it rains cats and dogs for the next few days' ...

Stranded



The people in the story are all over the age of eighteen, the age of consent. Sex is mutual and consensual. This is a work of fiction and the timescales and narrative belong to my world not that of reality.

*****

"Shit!"

David Jones stared at the small dinghy bobbing way off in the tide.

"Dave, what's happened?"

Sarah his sister looked out to sea,

"Oh No! Dave I thought you tied it down?"

"So did I, bugger!"

"Well swearing's not going to get it back, can you swim out to it?"

"Not really. it's on an ebb tide, as I swim out it's already going to be further out. Unless I can swim faster than the tide, we're stuck."

"Please try, we can't stay here."

Sarah sounded desperate so Dave walked into the waves and dived in the direction of the dinghy. Twenty minutes later he stumbled ashore and was helped out by Sarah.He lay on his back on the sand, exhausted, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling as he gulped in the air. He coughed and rolled over, vomiting into the sand.

"Sorry, I'm really sorry."

"Don't worry, you really tried, I watched you."

"Yeas but I lost the boat."

Look it's okay, we've got some water and a few snacks, we'll get it sorted."

Dave sat up and Sarah helped him to his feet. He was still breathing raggedly. They walked slowly up the beach to the palms that fringed it. Between two giant trees lay a couple of towels and a beach bag. Reaching in Sarah pulled a fresh sealed bottle of water out, passing it to him. Dave had a few swigs then passed it to Sarah. She drank slowly and then passed it back. Dave tipped the bottle up and gratefully swallowed. They sat on the towels watching the waves and feeling a slight cooling breeze.

They had arrived three days before with their parents for a last family summer holiday before Sarah left for University. Dave was in his final year but they knew this was the last time for a while they would all be together. She was nineteen, he twenty three, he was at Durham, she would be going to Plymouth almost the opposite end of the country. They were enjoying the Caribbean resort holiday, and had decided to hire a small powered dinghy and explore the numerous small islands around the main island. Now they were stuck, probably overnight, possibly longer. For once in their lives they had not bothered to take their mobile phones, since reception was patchy, so they had abandoned them in their rooms. Now they had no way of letting their parents or the hire people know where they were or what had happened. They sat side by side gloomily staring out to sea.

"I need to pee," Dave stood to move into the strand of trees.

"Wait where are you going?"

"Off to pee, why?"

" Well I don't want to be here on my own."

"A minute! Two tops!"

"I'm frightened."

"Look I need to pee, the place is deserted, you'll be safe here."

"No! Please don't go, please."

"OK, turn your back to me,"

"What?"

"Turn round, so I can pee."

"No, you'll disappear, just go,"

"I can't!"

"Why not?"

"Because!"

"Because what?"

"You're my sister and I can't just get my dick out in front of you."

"Why?"

"Because, you're my sister and I don't want to flash my dick at you."

"Why is is it super small or super big?"

"No! it's just..."

Oh for Gods sake, just do it, I won't look, but stay by me okay?"

"Shall I hold your hand?"

"As long as it's not the one you hold your dick with."

"Ha Ha funny."

"Well go on then! Get on with it!"

"Right,"

Dave fished his cock out of his shorts and holding it away relaxed his bladder muscle. A few splutters came out before it sprayed out with force creating an arc of pee back towards the sea.

"Oh wow, that's impressive, does it always go that far."

"Are you watching me pee?"

"I certainly am, and I'm glad I did, not only is that an impressive cock brother of mine, but a big, big piss."

"You shouldn't be looking."

"No I shouldn't but I'm glad I am, oh is that it?"

"Yup, show's over, now do you mind if I put it away now?"

"If I said no would you leave it out?"

"No!"

"Well no sense in asking then, my turn."

Dave watched in amazement as his sister faced him, pulled her shorts and bikini bottoms down and squatted in the sand in one smooth movement. A soft hiss and a stream of pee hit the sand, bubbling and disappearing, leaving a wet patch.

"Well that's hardly fair, I couldn't see anything."

"Those are the breaks Bro."

"Whatever, we need to have a walk round this place, in case we can find... something."

Sarah stood, hauling her bottoms and shorts up together, with a practised wiggle she had everything back and buttoned up, without Dave seeing anything.

Dave bent and picked up two of the empty bottles they had and Sarah picked up two more, she stuffed them in the empty beach bag with the towels and offered it to Dave to do the same. He threw the bottles in and Sarah closed the bag and put the straps over her shoulder, tucking the bag under her arm.

"Right we're all finished here, okay let's walk back through the trees. Come on!"

Dave grabbed Sarah's hand and yomped off in between the trees. They were on a gentle rise, soon the trees gave way to a grassy upland. This thinned out to a few rocks until the slope plateaued out at about thirty metres above the beach, a flattened ridge ran along the island's top, sloping gently back down to trees and a beach all around. There were no trees at this level, no animals, no birds. About half way along the ridge the level dipped producing a small pool, about six metres long and three or four wide. , the water was clear and a small cleft slightly above the water level, showed that this is where any overflow drained away. 

Dave knelt by the water and smelt it, it didn't look or smell brackish, there was no growth on it. He dipped a hand in and sipped the water. It tasted all right. He nodded to Sarah, who likewise ran a scooped hand just under the surface and drank the resultant scoop, slowly, enjoying the coolish taste.

"Hmmm, well let's fill the empty bottles we've got, that will give us fresh water overnight. then we'll see what tomorrow brings."

They filled the bottles and continued past the pool, and checked the island for any other signs of life. It soon became apparent that it was deserted. Sighing Dave helped Sarah down the slope and they emerged on another beach like the one they left. They kicked off their shoes and walked barefoot over the hot sand. Sarah stopped and removed her shirt, revealing the matching bikini top for her bottoms. Her firm breasts filled the cups perfectly. Even after a few days her skin was tanning beautifully. Grunting Dave pulled his shirt off and they put them in the bag. Dave took the bag held his other hand out to his sister. She grabbed it and they walked together.

"So, what now Robinson Crusoe?"

"We settle down and keep warm, then start again tomorrow.

"Come on we can't be that far from civilisation, can we?"

"Well we motored for about an hour and a half, so I guess there must be something just over the horizon."

"OK, what about when the boat drifts into view, that'll start them searching won't it?"

"Yes, I guess, but unless we can get a fire started to attract attention, they could take a while to find us."

"A couple of hours maybe?"

"Possibly or a day, not more than that I wouldn't think."

"Great! So I'm marooned on this tiny little island, with no food, some water and nowhere to sleep."

"Yup, with me for company."

"This sucks so much."

"Bite me!"

"OK, can we start a fire?"

"Got matches or a lighter?"

"No, why?"

"How we going to start a fire?"

"I don't know! That's your department."

"Oh Really? Really? So princess pain-in-the-arse, what's your super power?"

"Nothing, I'm not experienced in 'surviving on a desert island with just your sibling and a bottle of water'. That's also your department. In fact this whole screwy, shitty fuck up is your fault. "Let's go exploring, naw we won't need food, just some water, we're not going far". ARSEHOLE."

"Feel better?"

"No, just working up to a fully fledged, million volt all out meltdown, now do something and get me off this shitty little island and back to the hotel so I can have a shower and change my clothes."

Sarah jumped up and down and stamped her feet. A small grin appeared on Dave's face as he unscrewed the cap on the water bottle.

"Fuck you princess and the donkey you rode in on."

"I hate you!"

"Okay, point taken, so I'll leave you in peace to strop and I'll..."

"No! wait, don't you dare walk away and leave me alone. You wait til I tell Mum, Dad will kill you."

"Only if they find us,"

"What? what do you mean?"

"Just what I say, they have to find us first. Could be weeks, months, years."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Yup, that thought hit you too then. What happens if they never find us."

"No! I will not let that happen. We'll build a bonfire, put up tall poles with our towels on and make a big sign with stones so an aircraft can see it and use it to guide them here."

"yes, all those good things, but and it's a biggie, but someone's got to spot it before we get rescued."

"Bastard! You bastard! You're just winding me up, you know we'll be found, you're kidding right?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Please tell me you're kidding, please?"

"I'm not kidding, but I'm sure it only be a couple of days, before they find us."

"Two days stuck here, with fuck all and you, no way, we'll swim, it can't be that far."

"OK! how far do you think it is to the main Island?"

"I..I...well... Perhaps, err, I don't know!"Sarah shook her head and began to cry.

Dave was astonished, Sarah never cried, no matter what the situation, she always had a ready answer, or a sharp reply. The last time she cried she was ten and it was when they told her that their beloved grandmother had died. Dave moved to her and put his arm round her shoulder, she moved to him and wrapped her arms round him. Sobbing uncontrollably into his chest.

"Look Sarah, it's okay, we've got water, we can rig up a shelter, we'll be dry and warm, I'll try to light a fire, We'll be rescued by tomorrow I promise. Shhhh, it's okay."

"I'm scared, I hate this, I'm not in control, I'm always in control, always. I hate this, I want to go home."

Dave laughed a little and gripped her tight,

"Don't worry, we'll soon have it all under control, you see, come on lets get round this headland and see where we are."

He pulled her into the trees and they walked up the slope, above the trees, and walked round the headland. Looking down they saw a third beach and walked down. Dave stopped in the trees and put a finger to his lips. They walked slowly and carefully down through the trees, until they came to a wooden hut, hidden just inside the tree line. Carefully they skirted round it. There were no signs of habitation, no footprints, no mess, just the hut. 

Dave looked at the door and gently pushed it, it swayed open on well oiled hinges. Inside a rush mat lay on the floor behind the door. They walked in and saw a large bed, a table and four chairs. Sarah walked to the kitchen area, in the cupboards were tinned foods and crockery. Dave looked at the fireplace, it hadn't been used in a while, but there were logs and kindling. He saw the matches on the side. He grinned as Sarah sat on the bed and tested its springiness. It was a bare mattress, no sheets or pillows. She leaned down, it smelt okay. She looked at Dave and patted the mattress beside her.

"Try it, it's quite good."

He sat with her and bounced, they slid together and began play fighting. It ended with him sitting on her waist holding her hands down, arms outstretched. For some inexplicable reason, he lowered his head and kissed her, she, shocked, responded, before he broke away and jumped off the bed, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. He stalked off out of the cabin. Sarah sat up, shocked by his actions and her response. She shook slightly, then touched her lips gently. pushing off the bed she went outside. Dave's shorts and shirt were near the waters edge and he was swimming with powerful strokes into the waves. 

"Dave wait, come back, Dave!"

Sarah, ran to the clothes and stripped her shirt and shorts off, then ran full pelt into the waves. The tide this side was stronger and she was whipped back by the breakers that smashed into her, unaware of their strength. She choked and felt the water rise over her, then the eddys flung her over and over. She was lost, couldn't tell which way was up. She pushed her feet down, but made no contact. The tide had pulled her out beyond her depth. She panicked, her mouth was full of water, no air. As she went to gasp and drag in a lungful of seawater, she was grabbed and suddenly she was breathing air again. She choked and retched, bringing up the water, spitting and gasping, she put her arm out and her hand found Dave.

"Shit Sarah, that was fucking close, I nearly missed you, are you okay?"

"Uhh Huh!" she nodded, spittle dripping on her chest. 

She gasped in the air, her chest heaving and her throat sore from the saltwater. They walked up the beach. She felt cold on her chest and went to adjust her top. It wasn't there she looked through tear filled eyes and saw that her top was missing. They were farther down the beach than when they had entered and her clothes were about a hundred yards away. They might as well be on the moon. She sat down and brought her knees up to her chest, tears stinging her eyes.

"I lost my top!"

"I know, I'll walk out and see if I can find it, are you alright sitting here. The tide's, going out so you'll be safe."

She nodded and Dave trudged out into the water again. He spend fifteen minutes going up and down, but couldn't spot her top. He trudged back to her. She was still sat, but now her arms were round her legs, as if she was hugging herself. Dave half smiled. 

"Sorry Sarah, looks like you're left with a one piece now. Come on let's go get the rest of our clothes." 

Reluctantly she allowed him to pull her upright. She stood arms crossed over her chest. Dave put his arm round her shoulder and they walked back to the pile of clothes left earlier.

"This cost eighty quid, and I've not even worn it for a day." She smiled and and uncrossed her arms, her breasts swaying slightly as she walked. Dave glanced over and down grinning.

"What?"

"Nothing, but you have fantastic boobs, you should go topless more often."

"You reckon?"

"I do,"

"For my benefit or yours?"

"Just saying, you have beautiful boobs, that's all."

"Hmm, perhaps."

"Anyway you saw my cock, so I guess we're even."

"Hardly, you covered up, I have another twenty yards to go."

They laughed and Dave slipped his arm off her shoulder and grabbed her hand. They walked to the clothes. Dave pulled his trunks down and stood naked.

"Fair return?"

"Yup, you getting dressed then?"

"No, I think I'll walk around like this, any objections?"

"None, in fact I'll join you."

Sarah pulled her bikini bottoms down and stepped out of them. Dave winked and grabbed her hand.

"Come on let's get back to that hut and have a cooling drink." 

They walked up the beach arm in arm, carrying their clothes. Finding the bag inside, Dave brought two bottles of water out and they sat in the sand side by side sipping water. The sun was high now and the sand beyond the shadow of the trees was becoming too hot to walk on. They sat in the shade and enjoyed the warmth without the burning heat.

"If we put the towels out we can lie here until the heat goes, what do you reckon?"

"Good idea, I'll get them,"

Dave went to the bag and grabbed their towels and they spread them on the soft sand between the trees. They lay side by side and looked out to sea. The sound of the surf, the warmth, tiredness made it easy for them to drift off to sleep. They day moved on and as the heat left the beach and the sun moved across the headland, deepening the shadows as they stirred. Dave sat up and touched Sarah's shoulder, she murmured and opened an eye.

"Hiya sleepy, suns moved round must be getting towards late afternoon. Come on let's walk down the beach and enjoy the last of it."

He stood and held his hand out, watching in amazement as she rolled over, his eyes were like saucers. Sarah giggled and took his hand, looking up at his broad but muscly body. She saw his cock bobbling and lengthening. Laughing she stood and hugged him, feeling it against her belly, she teasingly rubbed against it. Dave grinned and held her tight.

"Come on you tease, lets walk, I think I need a distraction." 

They strolled down the beach, she glancing down at his cock swaying as he moved. He watched her breasts sway slightly as she kept pace with him. At the waters edge, much lower now, they knelt in the water and allowed the waves to wash over them. Although warmer than they were used to, the coldness against the suns heat caused Dave's erection to subside, but their nipples to firm up. Glancing at Sarah he grinned and winked. Seeing his tiny nipples crinkle and feeling her own harden she grinned back. Seeing his cock shrinking she frowned and pointed,

"Ahh, that's no good I like it when it's hard."

"Well I need some warmth then."

"Here, will this help?"

Suddenly she straddled his lap and he felt the hot stream of her piss over his cock and balls. The effect was electric, his cock hardened and rose up, almost touching her pussy. She grinned and lowered herself as her stream slackened. His cock touched her sex and she wiggled, angling her bottom to force his cockhead against her lips. She leaned in and kissed him, like he had earlier. His turn to be surprised, but he reacted as she hoped. 

Meeting her lips and opening his mouth, they kissed, tongues exploring, lips locked together. His hand touched her breasts, she sighed and opened her shoulders wider to give him better access. He took the invitation and spread his hands out to engulf each one, gently squeezing and then allowing his palms to slide against her nipples. She felt a jolt from her tits to her pussy and squeezed her legs over his.

She angled her bottom more and sat back on his legs, her opening welcomed his cockhead and she pushed her mouth harder on his. Her eyes flashing open and saw his deep blue eyes staring at her. She eased out of the kiss and rested her head on his shoulder. They were locked together, not moving. She put her arms on his sides and used him to lift slightly before dropping back, his cock sliding a little deeper into her. he grunted and held her to him, his hands sliding off her breasts and down to her waist. She gazed at his eyes and nodded slightly, he moved a little, more of his cock sliding in. the hot upper side rubbing against her clit. 

She moaned gently and kissed his shoulders, neck, chest, leaning back as he returned the compliment.

Stretching his legs out in front, he took her full weight and she slid against him so he was fully inside her, she sighed again and he kissed her lips, just grazing them, a butterfly dance on them. She rocked slightly feeling him filling her up. He moved to kiss her jaw, then nip and suck her earlobe, she felt it in her pussy, electric waves of pleasure dancing inside her. Lifting her hips she began to let him slip in and out. His cockhead rubbing her g spot, his thickness pulling and pushing her inner lips, the upper side rubbing her clit. She slowed and relaxed. Kissing his chest as she felt his hands on her breasts again. 

They danced this tango for forty minutes until she needed to cum and moved a little faster, a little higher. His breathing quickened and he began to thrust up to meet her. As the pleasure broke in her, he pushed up further and held her off his lap, her weight resting on his cock, speared by it and rocking as her clit called for more. She began to feel the spasms in her vagina as he reached his climax, shooting his seed deep into her. They slowed, kissing until they settled again, not moving. Slowly they sat back, she with her hands on his knees, he hands on the sand behind him.




Stranded



"Mmmm, that was nice Dave, how about you?"

"That was the best ever, I'm completely drained, but very, very happy. Your boyfriend's a very lucky guy."

"What boyfriend, you're my first."

"No! really? Well thank you, I feel honoured, I know you're not free with your body, but I assumed there must be a lucky guy out there, wow, I'm stunned it turns out it's me."

"What about you stud muffin, how do I rate against your large stable of willing women?"

"There haven't been any, I've had girlfriends but never got this far, looks like we both lost our cherries this afternoon, happy?"

"Wow, I got yours too, hah! one up to me. That was brilliant, thank you I felt totally in control, I feel much better now. Thanks, I owe you."

"I think I've already collected, although sadly this may never happen again, I'll go a long way to find a lover as exceptional as you, you are just the best."

"Really?"

"truly, nothing will ever beat this, it was perfect, thank you."

Dave leaned to her and kissed her gently on the lips, a lovers kiss, light, but firm, she smiled.

"You realise you're still in me and not soft yet?"

"Hmmm, that's because you're so sexy and I love you."

"What sort of love?"

"Forever love, I want to be with you forever like this, this beach, this sunny day, forever."

"If we hide we can stay forever,"

"But the food will run out and we'd end up living on fish, if we can catch it."

"True, but we can at least enjoy what we have while we're here."

"Good point, are you using you're pussy on me?"

"Mmmm I can clench the muscles, like this,"

"That's very nice, I like that."

"I know, you're starting to fill me up again, I love that. Yes , I love your hands on my breasts, please Dave love me again, yes, yes. yes.."

This time they moved with an urgency and quickly established a rhythm, moving in and out, lips meshed together, climaxing together, driving into each other, sighing, sitting back, feeling the quivering and spurting of the other. Sarah laughed and eased her aching body off of him, turning over onto her hands and knees, her behind in his face, the cum dripping from her open hole, red lips and bottom. He leaned forward and licked her, she tensed but remained in place. He ran his hands over her bottom as his face moved to her. Five minutes later she screamed and clawed at the sand, as he sat back, cum and her juices smeared on his lips and chin.

She felt her vagina pulsing, he saw the hole closing and opening slightly as her anus puckered in time. She sighed and laughed, suddenly with a hiss a stream of piss erupted and covered his face, chest and stomach. He lightly slapped her bottom and sat up. With his cock inches from her anus, he let fly a stream of piss pushing at her wrinkled exit. then aiming lower, he sent the stream against her pussy and the opening. She gasped and rocked back against it. he finished and sat back. She turned and straddled him again, pee, cum and her juices dripping on his cock. 

"Wow, that was good, we're so in tune, that was even better than the first time."

"Hmm, I don't know we might need to try again later just to check it's not a blip."

"I am not a blip big brother, that's for sure."

"No you certainly aren't, now lets swim and clean up then we can organise food and a fire,"

"Good thinking, come on."

Sarah dragged him into the returning waves and they splashed and jumped at each other, swam and enjoyed the feel of the water on their bodies. Refreshed they closed up and walked up the beach an arm round each others waist, taking their towels from the spot beside the trees they walked to the hut. Reaching it they walked in and toweled dry. Feeling cold they slipped into shirts and shorts, hanging the towels over chairs to dry. Dave set about getting the fire started.

He managed a creditable fire in the stone hearth and they found a tin opener and enjoyed a meal of meat and beans, washed down with the water. Clearing up they flopped onto the bed, cuddling together, neither undressing. The moon sent a dazzling array of moonbeams across the cabin and they soon slept soundly. Later in the coolness of the night, Dave found their towels, now dry and pulled them over Sarah and himself. Neither stirred.

Sarah woke to a find herself alone in bed, wrapped in both towels. Sitting up she called his name. there was no answer, then she heard the sound of footsteps coming through the trees. Dave appeared with the beach bag and grinned. 

"Hi gorgeous, sleep well?"

"Yeah, bit worried waking up alone, where'ya been?"

"Refilled the water bottles, here."

He passed a filled cool bottle to her. She gratefully gulped down the contents.

"I need to pee and I think I'll go swim to clean up, coming?"

"Yeah I could do with a pee too, a wash will wake me up properly."

They stripped off their clothes and walked down the beach. Sarah suddenly shrieked and ran towards a piece of cloth on the beach.

"My top, my bikini top, I found it." She held up the sodden top and waved it around her head. 

Dave grinned and went to hug her, she dropped the top and hugged him enthusiastically. Pulling apart she stooped to pick it up, giving him a good view of her small firm arse and long legs. He whistled and she stood up grinning. They walked along the shoreline, feeling the cool water on their feet and the warmth of the rising sun. Stopping Sarah squatted, Dave squatted opposite her, they touched knees. Sarah started to pee, Dave let go too. Finishing they stood and walked into the deeper water, splashing and jumping in the waves. Ten minutes later they walked up the beach arms around each others waist. Silent, they enjoyed a closeness neither expected of their sibling. Reaching the hut they toweled dry and went back outside.

"Dave I need to poo!" Sarah said reddening.

"Can I suggest you find a rock near the waters edge and squat down there,"

He pointed down the beach and she nodded,

"Do you want me to come and keep watch, in case.."

"Please, but promise this time you really won't watch me?"

"I can honestly say I have no interest in watching you shit, okay?"

"thanks, look I'll take this pack of tissues."

"OK, try scooping a hole out, then you can bury it afterwards."

"Right, that sounds like a plan."

They walked down the beach heading towards the rocks that marked it's eastern boundary. The rocks lead upwards to the grassland and then the ridge above. Finding a suitably shielded spot, Sarah squatted again, dug a hole and moved herself over it. Dave heard her light grunt, then silence. Shortly she emerged handed him the pack of tissues and walked down into the sea to wash herself. Smelling her hands she seemed satisfied and walked out of the water. Grinning, Dave moved into a gap between the angle of two rocks and scooping out the sand squatted and performed, wiping himself carefully he spread sand over his waste and the tissues and walked to the sea, and as Sarah had done, cleaning himself in the warming waters. Checking he was satisfied that he too was clean.

They walked up the beach towards the hut. Suddenly aware of two figures staring at them, a third and fourth appeared through the trees.

"Shit! Mum and Dad and we're naked," Dave said reddening.

"Fuck, now we're in trouble," Sarah hissed.

"Dave, Sarah, you guys okay?"

"Mum, Dad, we're fine, just freshening up."

"I can see that, but are you okay, no injuries or anything?"

"No we're fine, tired, hungry, but fine, how'd you find us?"

They reached their parents and hugged them. Walking back to the hut arm in arm they told their story, abridged and missing out on some of the more intimate details. Inside they pulled on their shirts and shorts. Picking up their towels, bottles, swimsuits and bag they followed their parents through the trees and up over and round to the next bay. Here parked on the beach was a larger cutter type craft, anchored firmly by two lines at equal angles to the craft.

The two local men, grinning helped them in and pushed off, before starting the two high speed Honda outboards. They sped across the waters to the main island. On the way their parents explained their terror when the empty dinghy had been towed into the harbour. Searches had started but been abandoned overnight. At first light the search had resumed. A craft had noted the thin wisp of smoke coming from the chimney and alerted to the search had radiod in. The rest they knew.

At the resort they gratefully went to their rooms and stripped. Opening the adjoining doors they stepped into the shared bathroom and hugged. Kissing they stepped in the shower, spending an entertaining thirty minutes washing each other clean. Before joining together to ensure a mutual climax. Their was a thin layer of fine sand in the shower tray and they laughed and decided to leave it there as a reminder. 

The rest of the holiday, unknown to their parents they spent each night in bed, sleeping curled up tightly to each other.

Finally they flew home, each lost in thought for the other. On the plane they shared the same row, Dave insisting his sister had the window seat. She grinned in appreciation, Dave loved the window seat, this was a huge concession on his part. Holding hands they sat through the flight, talking in low tones about the future. Their parents slept through most of the flight and never saw the brief kisses or constant hand holding of the siblings.

At home, they went for walks and found secret corners and hidden places to hold and kiss and explore each other anew. Soon it would be time for Sarah to pack and leave for University. They stood heads touching and said goodbye, a sibling kiss in front of their parents and then Sarah was left alone outside her student hall, as the others drove away to the family home, before Dave set off for his final year.



Stranded



Cobra_14 and I in an SRP on the literotica forums co-authored this story in a thread of the same title. All characters are over 18 years of age. Enjoy!

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Sam and her cousin Jim had been about forty metres out from the cove, and roughly five miles from the village beach, when the chop became too much for their little wooden row boat to handle. It gave in and tipped them into the frothy surf. Both of them feared for the others life as they glimpsed at the jagged rocks that gave the cove is infamy some six meters below their submerged bodies. They were disoriented as to which way was up as they rolled in the current and completely lost sight of each other in the foam. After churning them to the point of nausea the agitated sea spat them across the sand of the cove. Their little boat followed shortly, looking badly bruised by driftwood and stones. 

Both were conscious upon landing and bolted upright in the pouring rain. Jim was the closest to the wrecked boat and attempted to drag it further out of the shallows before flipping it upright to check for any surviving supplies. He's hands landed upon the sole item left in the vessel, the water proofed S.O.S kit that had wrapped its self round one of the eyes. Relief escaped him in a sigh and he turned to call to Sam who was still sat in a daze on the sand. 

"You alright?" He called over the crashing waves. She was shook from her glazed stare out at the storm and responded. 

"I'm good. How's the boat?" 

"Fucked." He held up the bright red S.O.S bag with a drained smile. "Found this though!" She had rose to her feet and padded over to him, her bare feet living footprints in her wake. Her mind hadn't registered the watery fate of the flip-flops she had set off wearing. 

"Thank god!" Her frown relaxed in similar relief and her attention turn inland. "Lets see if we can kick in the door of that old hut." She looked up the beach at the familiar, run down beach house they would regularly snoop around. "Maybe start a fire and dry off... has the bag got any matches in it?". 

"A lighter I think." They headed up the beach towards the rickety wooden structure.

Jim thought they were both lucky neither got hurt, and didn't have to worry about injuries. The hut was not that far, and as they walked towards it he tested a lighter he'd pulled from the bag. Satisfied that it worked he returned it and trudged on.

The hut didn't look like much but it would provide some shelter from the cold night that was soon to set in, despite the weather both of them were quite warm, even though they were both wet.

"Doesn't look like much does it." He said walking to the door and pushed with his hand. To his surprise it opened and they both got in, he saw a bunk bed and some pots and noticed the floor was actually dry. He turned his head towards the ceiling but didn't see any holes.

"At least it's dry inside." He said. "What d'you think Sam? Should we gather some wood and start a fire? Someone might see it maybe we could get rescued."

Sam was grateful that the hut didn't leak but didn't expect there to be any dry, burnable wood on the beach. She looked out from one of the dirty, cobwebbed windows and watched the rain lash against it's exterior. The waves were swelling at the shore. The hut was obviously abandoned and in the three years the two of them hand be visiting this cove they hadn't encountered another soul this side of the village. The air outside was muggy and humid beneath the rain but in the hut it was cooler and stale smelling. Sam shivered a little and crossed her arms against her wet chest. Her blonde hair clung to her neck and shoulders in one large mass. 

"We'll have to get the fire going in here, we can leave the door open for the smoke and hack up that old chair for dry wood." She gestured at a rotting chair near a dusty desk. "I'm pretty sure there's a flare in the bag but it's cheap so I don't want to risk it fucking up in the rain." 

"Yeah, io be on the safe side I think we better keep the flare for the time being just in case we need it later." He said. She moved away from the window and closer to Jim perhaps to get a little warmth from him Jim thought. 

"We could spend the night here and swim back in the morning if the weather has cleared up by then..." Jim raised his eyebrows at the thought of swimming five miles back to the village. "Come on Jim! We did it last summer remember! Granted it was warmer and it took a while but if we could do it then we can do it now!" Jim just shook his head. No. There was no way he was going to swim that distance again. He wasn't going to swim five miles, once was enough. She would attempt to persuade him in the morning. 

The sun was setting and the temperature was dropping fast so the pair got to work with dismantling the furniture and constructing a fire. The activity wasn't new to them as Sam's uncle, Jim's dad, had given them survival tips and tricks from a young age. Before long they had a healthy fire a few feet from the doorway of the hut. They sat together warming their limbs yet Sam still shivered, the wet shirt clinging to her chest and causing goose bumps to plague her body. Jim looked at Sam and saw that she was shivering, and was about to tell her to take the shirt off, but then she might have taken it the wrong away. She beat him to the punch in any case. 

"I'm gonna take my shirt off, ok?" Sam pulled her arms in through her sleeves. "It needs to dry out." She hung it over the open door, which had a consistent pillar of warm smoke passing over it. 

"I was going to tell you to take off, but didn't want to give you the wrong impression. I figured you would eventually, it's why you were shivering." When Sam took her shirt off he tried no to look but couldn't help himself. She hung the shirt over the open door and he could see her firm breasts and her hard nipples trying to push through the thin material of her bra. His cousin wasn't just very pretty she was also very well built.

"Yuck!" She exclaimed as she resumed her position next to him, her nipples standing erect through the lace of her light blue bra. "I'll stink of smoke tomorrow." But she was already a lot more comfortable and lent back on her elbows, stretching her legs out to warm her toes. 

"Maybe if you hang it away from the door it may dry by morning and it won't stink." He told her.

"I don't plan on sleeping shirtless you know! I was gonna put it back on in a couple of hours once the fire died." She shot Jim a puzzled glance. How could he expect her to spend the night in just her bra? 

"I didn't say anything, I just said you were shivering." They sat in extended silence for a while, Jim staring into the fire and Sam wondering what was ticking over in his head. She decided to interrupt his meditations. 

"Aren't you cold in that wet shirt? I was frigid. Plus, it seems a little rape-y me sat here shirtless in an abandoned hut on a deserted cove with my backwater cousin." She grinned.

"Thanks" he replied back. "It's not as if I wanted to be here in this lousy weather.

As matter of fact, no I am not cold. I mean I'm a lot warmer than you are..." He told her as she sat up and pulled her knees up to her chest, hiding her breasts from him. He responded to her joke by removing his shirt semi-reluctantly. 

Jim rose to put his shirt on top of the door. "No!" Sam nagged. "If you lay yours over mine, mine wont dry properly. Put it somewhere else!" Jim glanced about sheepishly then laid his shirt on the dusty desk. He thought it would keep the smell of smoke from hers but he didn't tell her that. He slumped to the floor beside her. "It'll be dry by tomorrow" She smiled coyly. He would believe that when tomorrow came and it was dry. 

They were closer now. Sam opened up again and sat cross-legged, side on to the fire, facing Jim. "God... if Kalem saw us like this he'd go mental. He can get real jealous." Kalem supposedly was her boyfriend and Jim had no use for that guy, in his book he was an S.O.B. Suddenly, Sam shouted out in surprise and alarm. Jim almost jumped into the fire as she began frantically pawing at the tight pockets of her denim shorts. "My phone!" She retrieved a sodden iPhone from her pocket, water trickling from the seam around the screen. 

They both stared in discomfort for a short moment. "Bet me $50 it still works?" Sam managed to force through her anger and deep annoyance. Jim already knew it was soaked with water and it thought it was no use, it was cooked by now. 

"I Bet $50 it won't." he replied back. she pressed the home button. The screen stayed black. They both paused and Sam looked at Jim, who was looking at her, then she hurled the phone through the flames and out the open door into the sand and rain. 

"Fuck!" She exclaimed and seemed to fall back under the force of the curse. "Kalem will be wondering what happened..." She stared at the mouldy ceiling.

"Don't worry about Kalem, he'll do fine. Worry about yourself. If it gets cold during the night, you'll freeze your ass."

"My ass is pretty resilient. You'd be surprised." She winked at him playfully and sat back up. 

"That remains to be see when night falls." He relied back to her. 

"Speaking of. My ass I mean." She rose to her feet and began to exit the hut. "I need to pee." She walked into the rain. He smiled but didn't say anything. His thoughts were a little upside down and he couldn't wipe the image of her beautiful breasts from it. He also had to keep his crotch hidden from her. He always liked her more than any other girl but her being who she was he couldn't very well ask her for a date. When she met that idiot Kalem she was lost to him even though she was already lost to him by being his cousin. Now here they both were alone and stranded. No warm clothes, no food and the storm still raging outside. He had no idea what would happen if they were not rescued in the next day or two.

Sam ventured round the back of the hut, away from the shore. With her face upturned to the cool spray of the rain she removed her denim shorts and panties all together and squatted in the sand. Sam's teen figure naked on the beach letting forth a torrent of warm wee, the stem from which warmed her in a kinda gross way, was a sight to behold. She glanced back at the hut and noticed a grimy window on the wall facing her. She flinched a little but realised she was so deep into her exposure that their was nothing she could do to regain her modesty, so she embraced it. 

She closed her eyes and turned her face skyward again. The lashing rain was oddly soothing on her bare skin and she felt calm and free, however her sodden bra bugged her. It was cold and damp and taking on more water from the falling rain. She unclipped it and dropped it in the pile of her other clothes. She stayed squatting for a moment after she'd finished. The cold rainwater slowly seeping down her thighs irritated her back to reality and she squeezed back into her panties and shorts with much distain. The feel of the saturated denim on her skin was like slime and sand found its way up into her panties. She took several steps towards the hut and with each one the sandy material chafed her pale skin with the upmost annoyance. Sam couldn't bare it. She removed the sandy garments from her body and marched back to the hut. 

Jim turned his head when he heard the soft trudging of Sam coming back. Standing to the side of the entrance, she flung the shorts and underwear into the corner. Her head poked round the side of the doorframe and was greeted by a perplexed Jim sat by the fire where she had left him.

"I got my clothes all sandy and now I can't wear them." She told him through the slightly open door. The event seemed a little more absurd after she said it out loud. 'What the hell was she doing getting sand into her shorts and panties?!' He thought to himself.

"Could you lend me your shorts or pants or something?" Jim thought about it. Sam shifted her feet in the sand and grit scratched against the sensitive skin between her buttcheeks. She ran her hand down the crack and winced. 

"But first I'll have to wash the sand out of my ass. Wait here." She said while he was thinking. She was a little embarrassed and rushed off towards the sea. He stood up to take his pants off, then his shorts. Putting his pants back on, he walked to the door and waited till she came back.

Sam rushed down the beach towards the rolling waves. She waded into thigh high depth and squatted in the icy water. The 'cold' she felt before in the hut was a tropic paradise compared to what she felt now. Her nipples could cut glass if they stretched out any further. The waves collapsed around her chest and a salt-water taste that had begun to fade in her mouth was refreshed. Her hands worked quickly underwater, wiping sand from her ass and between the folds of her chilly pussy. The soft sand beneath swallowed her feet up to the ankle. 

Once she was confidant she was clean, Sam stood up and sprinted out of the sea. The sun had sunk considerably since their shipwreck and the rain pelted her goose-bump riddled body harder than ever. She plodded up the beach, arms crossed tightly against the lashing rain and sopping wet hair clinging to her back. Shivering, she approached the amber glow of the fire through the open door of the hut. 

All self-consciousness had escaped her. She walked naked into the hut and stood close to the flames, Jim opposite her. Jim was shocked when Sam walked in naked as the day she was born, giving him a hell of a hard on. He couldn't take his eyes off her saved pussy and her great looking breasts with huge hard nipples. She didn't seem to care that she was naked, or she was teasing him or whatever. He didn't know what to do say at that moment, only that he couldn't move with his hard on.

Droplets of salty water caught the orange light of the fire as they descended over the mound of her shaved vagina. Sam's exposed front glowed with the reflected firelight against the bitter, blue backdrop out the open door behind her. Her eyes were wide and staring into the fire as if she was absorbing heat optically. Sam just stood there in front of him across the fire for a long time, and that didn't help his hard on one little bit, if anything he was getting even harder. She looked his way and finally decided to talk. Her thin lips parted and she stuttered as her jaw trembled. 

"Fuckkkk! I'm cccold!" Her eyes snapped from the flames to the white shorts in Jim's hands. "Ccchuck me your shorts, quick!" Jim obliged and she caught them over the fire, holding them above it to allow her hands to thaw for a split second. She slipped into them and the parting of her legs gave Jim a view of the stormy beach between her thighs. She didn't even turn her back to him. She just lifted one leg, giving him a great view of her open pussy lips. Sam's arms extended over the fire again and she rubbed her hands together in the rising heat. Jim could still see her pussy as the shorts just didn't fit her right and he was not about to look away now.

Her awareness was re-established after she looked down at the small, white shorts that failed to protect any modestly she retained. "Jesus Jim! You could'da lent me your pant's instead!" That didn't sit well with Jim. Years of sexual frustration was simmering within him and the emotion from that days events was enough to push him over the edge. 

"I see. You want my pants now after standing there naked all this time. It never occurred to you to cover your pussy?! You just stood there in front of me so I could see how hot and sexy you look, just trying to giving me a hard on the whole time!"

Sam was completely taken aback by Jim's sudden change of mood. Her face flushed a deep red in embarrassment and anger. She crossed her arms tightly over her boobs to cover her nipples. It felt as if she shrank a little behind the fire as an unpleasant feeling of complete exposure lingered over her in the smoke billowing above. She couldn't hold Jim's scowling gaze for long and her eye's dropped to his crotch. It was obvious now that, being free from the confines of his shorts, he was pitching a sizeable tent with his pants. Her eye's dropped further to gaze into the heart of the fire, the flame mirroring the embarrassment that burned inside her and the sexual anger in Jim. 

She thought of what Jim had told her, that she was teasing him with her body, consciously making him lust after his own cousin. She thought that her preoccupation with her own situation did cause her to act in a provocative way, it was a little selfish of her. However, it couldn't equate to Jim's selfishness in the circumstances. How could he of possibly look at her in a sexual way? She was in a relationship and off limits, why didn't guys ever realise this. In her mind, Situations like this justified Kalem's jealousy. Fuelled by a newfound self-righteous irritation she piped up. 

"I wanted your pant's 'cus I'm fucking fffridgid Jim! I've just been back in the fucking sea!" She yelled over the fire but her body was still retracted and small. "You've been sat near the fire all this time nursing your boner, you fucking perv! You think I'm being selfish? You wanna see my pussy?" Jim was about to say he didn't to see her pussy, but she was faster. She gripped the waist of the shorts and ripped them down her damp legs. She was naked again but this time she spread her arms open wide, holding the shorts balled in one hand. 

"Here you go then. Take a good look at your cousin! and have your fucking shorts back!" But in her rage she tossed them into the core of the fire where they burst into large flames instantaneously. The lively flames danced and casted shapes against the pale skin of Sam's shaved pussy, clean and dried from the fabric of the shorts. She stared at Jim with distain.

Jim realized afterwards that perhaps he over did it a bit. It was all true though, she had been doing it the whole time they've been in the hut, maybe unconsciously considering they were marooned in an island. To make matters worse they were both hungry and exhausted. Jim couldn't say anything. He felt guilty after shouting what he had at her.

He stood across the fire looking at her naked body getting a hard on once again. Now he had a choice, give her his pants and she would see his hard on in full glory, or he could keep them and feel like the perv she called him.

"Now look what you've done." he told her as he pulled his pants down and threw them at her. "I hope you're happy now." He told her and walked over to grab his shirt to wrap around his waist, but couldn't hide his hard on.

Sam stared for a moment with that feeling one gets after their opponent concedes unexpectedly. Jim's cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment and anger, his eyes on the fire and not on her. The pants hung limply from the hand she caught them in as she stared at his erect cock pointing proudly at the ceiling. His dick wasn't massive. It was by no means tiny, but not as large as Kalem's. Kalem probably had another half dick on top of what Jim was packing but he was considerably older than both of them. This was the sort of cock Sam should be familiar with, one that would fit her late teen vagina like a key in a lock, rather than something in its mid twenties that had loosened many cunts before it had stretched her velvet walls. 

They were on a level playing field now. Any on-lookers would mistake the scene for a 'show me yours if I show you mine' situation enacted by young, curious cousins. The self-righteousness in Sam bled away until she was left with a meagre and irritating sense of pride she felt she had to uphold. 

She dropped the pants on the floor, rejecting his peace offering. A flash of regret was in the stern look Sam gave Jim as she made for the dusty bunk in the corner. There was no bedding on either bunk but the bare mattresses showed no signs of mould or dampness. She shook and patted it hard, primarily to release some tension, then descended upon it once it seemed acceptably clean. She faced the dark wooden wall and watched her horizontal shadow dance against it. The fire was now the only light source in the absence of the sun. Sam shot a glance over her shoulder back at Jim at the edge of the fire. He sat brooding with his shirt around his waist. Turning back, she withdrew into herself. 




Stranded



Jim never felt so down as he felt in that moment when he saw his shorts lend in the fire, in that moment he wished he were miles away from Sam. For a smart girl he thought his cousin was, she did to many dumb things that led them to where they were now, sitting in silence wearing nothing at all. 

He watched her while she slept, and even though he tried to, he just couldn't close his eyes. His only hope now was to go hunting for some wood, but when he looked all around he couldn't see anything but water and sand. The only wood they had was the old hut, but if it got cold as it was now they need it for shelter. 

Her idea of swimming was out of the question in the cold water, and though he knew how they could keep warmer, he was not about to suggest they sleep together. Knowing her, she would think him a pervert that wanted to sleep with her.

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Sam woke with a shiver. Her body was uncomfortably cold except for her back that absorbed heat from the still burning fire across the room. Her mind was cloudy yet she didn't feel the usual mugginess that proceeded deep sleep. She must of only been out for an hour or so. The glossy plastic fabric of the mattresses crumpled as she sat up. Her bare breasts were dry and perky with nipples erect in the cool air. Goosebumps ran up the back of her neck under her humid hair. Her waist and thighs were warmer that the rest of her body, as they were closer to the fire. The majority of the chill was focused in her torso. Sam rubbed her arms and shoulders, seeking the heat of friction. Jim was still sat by the smaller fire although the intact edges of fresh wood indicated that he had been tending it. He was now against the wall with his t-shirt draped over his crotch and crossed legs. His naked chest flickered orange in the glow of the fire. 

Jim was aware she was looking at him when she woke up, but he didn't let on that knew she was awake; he didn't feel like talking to her and running the risk of having another argument. He heard her get down from the cot and walk over where he sat. She sat down next to him.

"Hey." Her sleepy whisper interrupted the monotonous hiss of the rolling waves. Not wanting to be rude he nodded his head. "What time do you think it is?" Jim thought about 7PM. his reply was short and soft. "Listen..." Her voice was genuine. "I'm sorry." If it wasn't because he cared for her that much, he would've got up and went outside, but instead when he met her eyes he wrapped his arms around her. Embracing her naked torso aroused him and he tried to keep hunched over so she wouldn't notice. Sam's boobs were pressed firmly against Jim's bare chest and she felt the stored warmth he had accumulated. It was extremely comforting to her.

"If it stays cold like this we're in trouble, you know that?" He told her. "We may have to start ripping the hut apart for fire wood." he added.

It was impossible for Sam not to be aware of Jim's erect cock tenting the shirt spread over his lap. She hardly cared by this point. She had been embarrassed and angry and now she'd apologised and it was still there. She was coming to terms with involuntarily making her cousin perpetually rock hard. She was beginning to appreciate his admiration in a very weird, very vain way. Baser instincts inside her were distorting the lines between relations and possible sexual partners. Their embrace had continued for longer than necessary. Sam was addicted to his flame kissed skin and the pressure on her boobs felt great. When they had finally retracted and began to feel the chill creep back into themselves instantaneously. 

"You're right about the fire." Looking at the dwindling logs. It didn't take a genius to know that if you're cold you need fire to keep warm, and if you have no fire and not much to wear you need to improvise. Jim knew what they had to do, but he was not going to get into an argument over this and kept his mouth shut. She was the one who suggested a more intimate form of heat preservation. "Body heat." She was straight-faced and emotionless, almost professional. They had to overlook what had happened between them previously in order to stay safe. "I'll sit in your lap facing the fire, that way I can get the feel the heat from you on my back and the fire on my front. After a while we'll swap. Kinda like recycling our bodies heat output." This surprised the hell out him, but that didn't solve the problem he had with his hard on. None the less he was glad she came up with it. Sam barely gave Jim a chance to consent before she had clambered between his legs. 

As cold as it was for him he still couldn't do anything to hide his erection. Sam didn't make it easy for him even though he didn't think she did it intentionally. They both had the same problem now after most of their clothes were burned. She could do anything she wanted and he still couldn't tell if she was aroused like he was. He didn't know how it all started that he was this attracted to her physically; he simply knew that he couldn't keep his mind off of her naked body.

She laid her back against his radiating chest and rested the back of her head on his shoulder. The small of her back was brought in close to him, pushing away the shirt and trapping his rigid cock between them. Sam could feel Jim's cock pressing against her. It felt warm and comforting. Jim was trying to pull it away awkwardly but she drew his arms around her stomach and settled him. "It feels good Jim. It's warm." She whispered in a semi baby voice. Now there was no way he could move away to ease the pressure.

Minutes passed as they sat together. Sam had closed her eyes and sunk into a doze, Jim was on the threshold of sleep when he felt her move. Her body felt fuzzy and similar to when you're sat in a bath that is slightly too cold. Staying perfectly still allowed her to warm her occupied space but slight movements would reveal the cool atmosphere that surrounded her. 

Her eye's fluttered open as the fire cracked weakly. She glanced down at her tits and noticed her hard, protruding nipples. Her hands cupped them and they felt like stress balls taken from the fridge. "Jesus! Feel how cold my tits are!" Jim brought his hands up reluctantly and cupped them. He realized they were really cold and her nipples were as hard as pebbles, and then she put her hands over his and squeezed them. He could feel her hard nipples dig in the palm of his hands. "I think your hands are warmer than mine." There was no doubting she was teasing him now. She felt mildly guilty for how she had reacted earlier but she was willing to let her integrity slide if it meant she wouldn't freeze to death. He wondered what she was up to. If she was teasing him he would teach her a lesson. He leaned forward and tightened his arms then leaned back, bringing her ass on his lap, and by doing that his cock got between her thighs.

Sam gasped lightly as she was lifted onto Jim's lap. Maybe he was bringing her in closer to feel warmer? However, it felt like she was adding innocence to his actions where there was none. A barrier had been crossed now. Sure, they had crossed a few barriers when they were sitting around naked and she had overstepped one when she cuddled up to him and felt the warmth of his bare cock on her back, but he was pushing them into territory that was hard to come back from with this manoeuvre. She had been shocked and mad and dismissive of his lewd behaviour in the recent past but nothing had changed. The facts stayed the same, Jim was attracted to his cousin and now he was doing something about it. 

Her resistance had been futile all along and yet, now she hardly seemed to care at all. Perhaps it was her lack of food and drink or the physical exhaustion from the shipwreck. Maybe her mind was still clouded by sleep or the fumes of the fire were messing with her better judgement. It could have been that she was cold and scared and longed for a form of reassurance and safety. Whatever the cause, Sam had given up fighting any advances from his incestuous cousin. 

Jim had hoped things would get better between them under the present circumstances, but being in this situation with them both completely naked he had to thank his hair brain cousin. He had no idea how long they would be marooned here, and he was tired of her bitch attitude. He was fully aware they were blood cousins, but he really didn't care one way or the other. He was crazy about her and being here alone with her, he didn't know how to handle his feelings for her. 

He couldn't help wondering if by chance she was trying to hide her feeling towards him. Kalem was a total ass and every one of his and her friends knew it, and he couldn't see what she saw in him. Being almost the same age they hung around together a lot and were closer than most siblings in younger years. Maybe she used Kalem as an excuse to stay away from him and vent her sexual attractions towards him, Jim being a cousin and all. Here they were, alone and locked in a compromising position. She was sitting in his lap and hadn't even tried to get off. He thought she would fight to get off of him but she never made a move.

The grip Jim had used to pull her onto his lap hadn't loosened and his fingers were squeezing her soft globes tightly. Her nipples pressed into his heated palms. The sight that set the tone of their embrace, a sight which would be near impossible to explain to anybody that came across them knowing they were related, was Jim's hardened member stuck between Sam's pale thighs. It touched the outer lips of her vagina lightly and heat pulsated from the thick pole in blind anticipation. Her thighs tensed slowly as she clenched her bum, bringing her legs closer together. With fluttering eyelids and a dreamlike mind state that told her what she was experiencing wasn't real, Sam began to gyrate her hips at an agonisingly restrained pace. She ground her bum cheeks against his navel; the unkempt pubic hair on his crotch working it's way into her ass crack and tickling her butt hole. 

The enveloping flesh of her thighs stroked the dick between her legs. It was pressed firmly against her pussy and worked her outer lips open as Jim's foreskin manoeuvred about his shaft. Sam's hands left Jim's and gripped his knees that sat up either side of her own. Her back arched every now and then and sweet rolling gasps accompanied her quickening breath. She had matched Jim with a gesture that took a swan dive over the line between social norms and sexual decadence.

Jim didn't know what she was thinking. She gyrated and ground her hips against his. He could feel his raging cock slowly slip deeper into her moist pussy lips, feeling how wet and soft her labia was. Jim felt his cock slipping closer to the opening of her pussy with every move of her hips. He knew she was trying to get his cock inside her pussy. She arched her back and his tip poked at the entrance to her vagina. He had to seal the deal. Jim placed his hands on her hips and pushed up with his hips, driving his hard cock inside her until she was totally impaled on his big cock.

Sam let out a loud gasp that echoed and rung out into the night, splitting the silence momentarily before being enveloped by it. Her cousin Jim's cock had just entered her, his cousin's twat, and she was left sitting motionless on his lap feeling the steely rod rearrange her insides. He was fully aware that the girl now skewered by his cock was a blood relation but his desire for her was much stronger then any family ties he felt towards Sam. She was not the first girl in his life but she fitted his cock like a glove as if her cunt was made for him. The fire cracked softly in front of them and Sam's face was a picture of shock, cheeks flushed rosy red and mouth hanging wide open. Her body was tensed and she gripped Jim's knees reflexively. After a long moments silence it became apparent that neither of them were going to speak, the situation wouldn't be verbally acknowledged by either of them. 

Suddenly, Sam felt Jim's hands, which had left her tits hanging and were now firmly gripping her hips, push against her and try to force her up. Jim wouldn't have the strength to lift her from where they were but the gesture seemed more of an instruction. Sam obeyed and raised her butt off his lap; her cousins cock glistening as it emerged from her pussy. He stopped her with a light squeeze when all but his tip remained inside her. Sam didn't need to be told how to act next and she retreated back down his cock. She felt him exhale a warm breath on her shoulder blades. They fell into a slow pattern, Sam would raise her hips by the guidance of her cousins hands and slide her cunt back down the shaft of his throbbing cock, feeling the flesh of her vagina expand and contract with every invasion. 

The feeling was both known and unknown. She was familiar with sex but the geography of her cousin's cock was alien and obviously something she'd never experienced. It was clear he wasn't concerned with her consent so she took a little time to resign her rational mind and deal with the situation. With less effort than she thought was natural she began to enjoy the sex she was having. Tingling waves originated in her groin and rippled out over her body with each repetition. Her face relaxed but her cheeks remained flushed. Her eyelids drooped and she returned to the dreamlike state that had gotten her into this situation. 

Minutes passed and the two cousins fucked slowly in silence. The rigidness of Sam's legs began to cause her discomfort so she stopped rising off of Jim's cock. With her butt pressed firmly against his waist and his cock writhing about inside her vagina with every slight movement, she slowly parted her legs. Her hands came off of Jim's knees and supported her weight on his chest behind her. Now she lifted her cunt off of her cousin's incredibly hard member a final time, without the aid of his guidance at her hips. He didn't know what drove Sam to perform that sex dance on his lap, but he welcome it none the less.

Jim knew what to do. Her ass came up by it's self, giving him more room to move and drive his cock into her cunt harder and faster. The boy began moving his own hips, bringing his ass off the wooden flooring and spearing her pussy. Sam's head rolled back and her cool hair coiled on his pecks. He sighed in contently as her cunt hugged his cock like no other as they moved in rhythm with each other. Jim wished he could've seen her face, wondering if it showed a similar hunger that he felt for her. Perhaps her movements of her hips as they moved sexually on his lap with him fully buried inside her was enough.

The view from across the fire comprised of; Jim's legs parted wide with Sam's gaping legs between them, between hers was her pink and wet pussy bathed in orange, flickering light. Her pussy bore the onslaught of her cousin's thick cock sliding in and out of it at a quicker pace than they had been going at before. The short glimpses of cock showed that it was covered in a thin, shiny film, a mix of his own precum and his cousin's clunge fluid. Sam's tits were bouncing softly with each thrust and her back arched as she supported herself on Jim's chest. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted with a slight blissful smile. Her cousin was grunting softly below her, showing gratitude for the feeling of her smooth, wet cunt.

They fucked and fucked and Jim came inside her. She'd heard his grunts shorten and quicken, the sound of her butt gently smacking against his skin becoming more frantic. With his final stoke he had pushed hard up inside her pussy and she'd gasped like the first time he'd entered her. After Jim's floodgates had opened they relaxed into each other, breathless. More time had passed than Sam had experienced and she became aware of this by the rising sun illuminating the smouldering ashes that remained of the fire.

Sam stood. Cum bottomed out of her pink vagina and dribbled over Jim's flaccid cock as it slapped backwards against his waist. She didn't look back at him. Instead, she left the small wooden shack and walked slowly towards the beach. As she walked more cum oozed from within her and ran down her inner thighs. It eventually ran the length of her entire leg and left a few small droplets on the sand behind her. It seemed like Jim had been holding it in for some time. She'd relieved him and he'd painted her inner walls white with his DNA, with enough spare to plug her up like a champagne bottle. 

Sam reached the dark, damp sand before the ocean and stepped into the shallow tide. The rolling surf lapped at her feet. It was bitterly cold but her sexual afterglow numbed the sensation enough for her to wade in waist deep. The salty air and chilling wind cleared her mind somewhat and she couldn't push herself into the freezing water any further. She raised handfuls of the sea up to her chest and drenched her skin. Goosebumps sprang up instantly and her nipples hardened into dark nubs. 

Jim used his balled up shirt to wipe his cum from his cock, as it was slowly getting soft. The warm sun hung low in the sky outside.



Stranded



I was feeling pretty stupid. I had missed the last bus home and had been sitting outside of a convenience store. I had just turned 21 a few months before. Calling for a ride home wasn't an option, and I didn't have the money for a taxi. I was smoking a cigarette looking skyward wondering how long I had left till it started raining. 

Then I noticed this guy in his late 40's staring at me. It wasn't the best part of town so I was a little concerned but didn't think I had anything anyone would want to steal. He came up to me and said I looked miserable sitting there. I told him what the situation was. "You need anything and you should just ask" he told me. 

"Like what?" I asked.

"Anything that would make you feel better." he said. 

I thought shit this guys just trying to sell me something. 

"I walked over here to buy some beer, if you will help me drink it back at my motel room it's on me. If you don't want to stay long you can leave at any point. I'm not a bad guy, I just don't like the idea of you freezing to death when I've got a nice big room a couple blocks away."

"I thanked him and said that I would go with him."

Wait here and he would be back he promised. I was nervous, I wasn't sure but it felt like he was looking at me a little funny. I didn't find men especially attractive, and was afraid he was going to expect something from me for letting me stay in his warm room. But after he walked into the store I ran out of options it started raining hard. 

"You can get dry back at the room." he promised. And he had been telling the truth, he had a room and was staying alone. 

"Can I see your ID, then you can have a beer."

That seemed like a fair request. I showed him and got my beer in return. 

I had only taken two drinks when he asked, "Your not a cop are you."

I couldn't help but laugh,"I am defiantly not a cop."

"You think you can prove it for me?"

"How do I do that I showed you my ID already?

"You do something they would never do, then I do the same." he suggested. 

I was at a loss. Truth is I did want to stay where it was warm, but I couldn't think of any way to prove to him I wasn't a cop.

"Well we need to get you dried off, you can't sit on the bed that wet, here is what I propose you take off your sweatshirt and pants and go take a shower and warm up." and the way he said it was reassuring me that he wasn't going to murder me. I wondered if this might not just be a nice guy trying to help a fool who got caught out in the rain. But I remembered how he said anything he could help me with and thought that had sounded a little too friendly. The guy was thinner and slightly shorter than me, and I didn't feel threatened physically. I don't even know your name sir, you know my name from my ID. Inviting me to your room like you did was really cool of you. Most men I've met would laugh at a guy in my position not try to help them."

"It's Michael, and yes Justin I did see your name. This is my ID. 'I'm not from this area I came for work and am flying home Sunday night, he said he could even show me his plane ticket home. I looked and he was from Washington but a city I was unfamiliar with. His plane ticket was a direct flight into Seattle, 10 PM Sunday night. Just over 48 hours left in Eugene. I thanked him for showing me his papers. 

"Meaning you no disrespect sir, but by offering me a beer and shower and a chance to dry off are you you know?"

"Justin I'll be honest with you I am a bisexual, and you are the type of guy I like. But I don't expect anything from you because of the beer or the shower."

"I'll do it."

"Good," he said as I stripped off the layers of soggy clothing. 

"Wait," he said and followed through on his promise stripping down himself. "Are those wet?, he asked pointing at my boxers. If you hang them on the outside of the doorknob I'll put them by the heater too. Take your time and a beer."

I thanked him for the second beer and went in to shower up. I was a little nervous but took him up on the offer to dry my boxers. I had worn them all day long waiting hours for a girl to meet for a date and they were pretty wet too. I wondered if he would smell them. I ad had only one less than perfect experience with a guy. 

I thought about that encounter as I showered. Fishing with the son of one of my mom's friends. I was 18 then and he'd bought the beer that day too. He'd had some weed too. I'd never had both at the same time before and I ended up making a deal to suckered him and he would return the favor and had suggested he thought his girlfriend might be into a threesome. I'd never had any prior sex so didn't quite know what to expect. 

The fish were safe by noon. He had me drinking early, and around noon I said OK I'll try. 

We left our poles by the creek and walked into the brush. There was nobody around and I probably could have done it by the water. He had brought a blanket, this was well planned. He took his pants down after I sat beside him. He had me lay between his legs pants taken off and he' xgot this 8inch uncircumcised cocktail hard as hell. He' s wanting a good blow job, and I've promised to try. 

I've seen his girlfriend and she' s hot enough to be a model. So 'I'm pretty nervous to begin with but his promise to return the favor and especially to talk to his girlfriend are my motivation. He told me not to pull back on the foreskin of his cock, saying that will hurt him and ruin my chances with his girlfriend. 

I took every direction he gave and was gentle and received a mouth full of very salty cum. 

hadn't worked out with that guy at all. Whatever he said he would do he wanted 10 them from me for every 1 I got in return. I was supposed to get a call from him but that never happened. 

I had had such high hopes of that night I met Michael. I drank the second beer as fast as I could. The shower felt so good. I felt like I was going to be given another opportunity with a guy if I let it happen. I touched myself in the shower remembering what had happened in the past. 

I wasn't in the shower long I felt better when I walked out of the bathroom. He asked if I felt better and I told him that I did. He told me to put my empty bottle in the box and take another and sit on the bed. I sat near the foot of the bed. 

"Tell me how I can make this I easier for you?, Michael asked. 

"'I'm not sure. Your nice and I would be stranded in the rain without your kindness. I want to do something for you."

"The first thing you can do for me is move up here to the head of the bed."

He was under the covers of the bed. On my third beer already I told him about the fishing trip and what I had done and that I had thought about it in the shower. If he was really serious when he asked if there was anything I needed. 

I did mean what I said earlier, he touched me then for the first time rubbing my shoulders. I told him that I wanted to suck his dick because of the way he had treated me. 

He told me he would love it if I'd give him head. I confessed then that I was really nervous and that I wanted to do it sooner than later because he deserved it and I felt just then like I might have chickened out. 

"He pulled the covers down bearing his already hard cock." all I ask is that you be very gentle with it. 

"I promise"

I leaned forward and took hold of it and it was so erect I had to pull it up so that I could suck it.."

But he stopped more when I moved started to how er my head to start. 

"I need to ask before we do this is there any chance that you will let me top you. "I want your ass more than I want anything in this world. Have you ever thought about trying something like that?"

I might have considered myself straight at that point but I also had to conceded that I didn't like my chances in either near or long term as a heterosexual. I had thought about anal sex before, and to be the one thing somebody else wanted most in the world made me feel special. I thought I can still lose my virginity tonight just in a different way. 

"I have thought about it before, but I'm not ready if you know what I mean."

"Your closer to ready than you know."

"What do you mean," I asked.

"Meaning all you need to do is try to go, I'm not going to freak out over a little dirt. There' s a shower we can both clean up in afterwords." Hearing him say it that way all I could think was man he must really want me. 

"I'm willing to try."

"Good Justin, you in good hands with me" he sais. "My trip just got a lot more interesting"

"Let's try and get you loosened up before we start. Drink another and put your cigarettes on that table over there. It's a smoking room and it will help you relax. I got up and brought the beer and my cigarettes back to the bed. He put a large towel he had obviously brought with him on the bed. I layed down like he said and drank my beer. 

He started on my lower back oiling me up getting me relaxed all the way down to my backs of my legs. He told me he brought some gloves, he put them on and touched the one spot he'd left alone until then. He had me spread my legs apart. He oiled up the glove and started exploring my ass. Found the hole and started rubbing oil into it further and further making noises of appreciation. 

"I'm going to put one finger in to get the lube started into you." He told me to light a cigarette and try not to resist. I did as I was told and he started. One finger and he said "yeah that's perfect just the way it is."

"Justin will you let me use a little of this?" he handed me a little tube of something. I read it and it said something about numbing and relaxation. I said sure and so he opens it and apples some. 

He handed me another drink saying I would need it. I could feel the lotion doing it's thing, and the beer. And then he offers me some bud and I say yes. 

"This first time is the hard one. It's just like a girls cherry, a little pain then you will start to love it. You still want to do this don't you?

"Yes I want to try." I assured him.

"And I'm going to try to be as gentle as I can with you. But I tend to finish hard."

He was getting ready to get on top of me. had the pillow ready, and said, "you can go." 

"He says alright" and straddles me he puts more oil on both of us. Between the sharp point of his cock and the hand guiding it he had it right next to my ass hole. "He tried acouple times to slide in gently into me but it kept sliding out of the hole. 

He was getting frustrated, and I was starting to realize it wasn't going to be easy fitting him inside me. "Well I can get it in you Justin, but you may not like me afterward."

I pulled the pillow closer and said, "do what you have to."

With my face buried in the pillow moaning, He forced it in and with a few hard strokes had the entire shafts buried in me. Then he stopped and asked if I was OK. I said I was fine. 

"Lay still for me, I doubt if it takes me more than a minute once I get going hard. "The best thing to do would be to just give it to you hard get you broke in a little and then next time make it last longer. You ready for that."

"Yes." and I put my face back into the pillow. 

I can tell it's coming quick, he's pounding me into the mattress mercilessly, and I realize I've been resting and I lay perfectly still for him. That seemed to be the signal he was waiting for because he started pumping it into me and I felt a wave of heat behind me. Then I felt what he was doing, he was shooting warm Jets of Cum into me. I came onto his towel, and he left his cock in me for a few minutes until late his erection faded. 

"How to you feel now" he asked. 

"Warm, and very tired."

"You go to sleep I could fuck you all night long but I can tell that was a good first lesson for you. I would really like I it if you would stay here with me till my flight. Now that I know you can be trusted fully I can tell you a secret. I would have paid to do that, quite a bit of money. What I'm trying to say is when were done I will make sure your well taken care of." 

"Sleep on it and tell me your answer in the morning." Michael said. 

I was too tired to do anything at that moment but start to accept that I had something somebody wanted and in the morning I would have to make a decision.



Stranded



The train was surprisingly emptier than I'd expected. Given the time of year I'd expected it to be much busier. I'd boarded the train at Glasgow Central heading for Stranraer and the boat to Belfast, where I was going to see in the New Year with some friends from University. As we travelled down the Ayrshire coast the weather got steadily worse. Thick snow was falling, blotting out what little would normally have been visible in the early evening gloom. The train was already running about an hour late but all going well I would still have plenty of time to make the connection with the boat. 

I sat at a table seat. Across the table from me sat Liam. He was from Belfast and was travelling home for New Year. We chatted easily as the train made its way through the late December evening. Liam was a Chemistry student at Glasgow University. He was 23, single and pretty good looking. His accent had an almost hypnotic quality. As we talked I told him about myself. I was 22, also single, studying Economics in Edinburgh. 

We bought some drinks from the trolley as it came round. Liam was very easy to talk to and I have to confess that I was soon flirting outrageously with him. It wasn't all one way, I caught him staring at my chest on a number of occasions. Entering into the spirit I surreptitiously undid the top two buttons of my blouse and would lean forward on the table giving him a clear view of my cleavage. It was all fairly obvious and we both had a laugh. All in all it made an otherwise boring journey quite enjoyable. Outside, the weather got worse and our train was getting progressively later with every mile. 

Eventually we reached Stranraer. With more than two hours delays we'd missed our sailing and with the worsening weather it was unlikely that the next service would go. There were only about 25 of us who had missed our connection and we were left standing in the terminal building while someone from the ferry company went to get more information. 

I stepped outside the terminal building for a smoke. Liam was outside, using his mobile to let someone know he was delayed. He spotted me and walked over as I stood there shivering in the frigid December gloom, inhaling deeply on my cigarette. He offered me his mobile, enquiring if there was anyone that I needed to inform about my predicament. I took the proffered phone deciding that I should warn Katherine that I was delayed and that I'd call her when I knew more. That completed I returned the phone to Liam and we went back inside. 

As we stood around waiting Liam offered to go and get us both a coffee. While he was away there was an announcement that all further services that evening were cancelled and that accommodation was going to be found for us. A representative of the ferry company would be coming round shortly to finalise arrangements with regard to those who were travelling alone, as couples or as part of a group. When this was announced a wicked idea occurred to me. 

Liam returned with our coffees. Gulping mine down, I thanked him profusely as its warmth spread through me. "You heard the announcement?" I asked. He nodded and I smiled a wicked little smile. "So tell me," I drawled suggestively as I noticed one of the terminal staff walking our way, "does your buying me a coffee constitute us being a couple?" Liam stared for a second then laughed. "Are you asking what I think you're asking?" 

"Depends on what you're thinking," I replied coyly. He hesitated and I pushed on, "One night, no strings and don't tell me you're not interested." 

"I'd be lying if I did," he replied with a grin. "That's settled then," I said and suddenly I was in his arms being kissed soundly. 

A polite cough interrupted us. The company official didn't even ask if we were together or not he simply informed us that there was a bus outside waiting to take us to a near by hotel. We walked, hand in hand, out of the terminal building to the waiting bus. As we boarded and took our seats I could feel the excitement mounting inside me. We had no sooner sat down when my lips were on Liam's again. 

The bus journey took no more than five minutes but I was oblivious to its passing. As we kissed my hand surreptitiously stroked the front of his jeans. The satisfyingly large bulge that I felt growing beneath the material added to my growing anticipation. My jacket was open and Liam's hand found its way inside and was soon stroking and gently squeezing my breasts as our tongues explored each other's mouths. 

By the time the short journey was over I was on fire. I knew my pussy was already wet and I was longing to feel Liam's cock slip inside me. 

We checked in and made our way to our room. We simply dumped our bags on the floor one moment and the next we were on the bed, our lips together, our hands gently exploring. 

Despite our obvious excitement we were in no hurry and took our time. We kissed and caressed, slowly undressing each other as we did. Each new area of exposed flesh was explored thoroughly with mouth and fingers before moving on. 

Liam, dressed only in his boxers, spent a great deal of time on my breasts. Licking and sucking, stroking and squeezing, making them wet all over. I had one hand in his hair pushing his head forward, forcing more of my breast into his hungry mouth. My other hand was between his legs, stroking his thick tool through the material of his boxer shorts. From what I could feel I knew I wouldn't be disappointed when I finally had it unwrapped and inside me. 

Slowly I pulled his boxer shorts down, allowing his cock to spring free. I slid down the bed until it was in front of my face. Taking it in one hand I ran my tongue lightly along its length. My tongue swirled round the head and then I slowly wrapped my lips around it and drew him into my mouth. 

"Christ Clare, that's so good," he exclaimed as my lips slid up and down his shaft. One hand squeezed and stroked his balls as I sucked on the head of his cock. Relaxing, I slid my mouth down, taking him in deep until his pubic hair tickled my nose. I could feel his balls swell as my mouth moved slowly up and down the length of his engorged member. 

It only took a few minutes of this to have Liam at boiling point. His breathing deepened, I briefly disengaged my mouth and smiled up at him. "I hope there's more than one load in there," I said coyly. Liam nodded then gasped as my mouth began to work on his cock again. 

Up and down, my lips slid rapidly along his cock. One hand wanked him the other lightly squeezing his balls. 

"Oh God! Oh God!," Liam cried. I felt his balls swell and his cock begin to twitch. My mouth pulled back until only the very tip of his cock was between my lips. I sucked hard, my hand wanked him furiously. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!," he moaned as he erupted into my waiting mouth. Jet after jet of hot, sticky cum shot down my throat. I swallowed frantically, determined not to waste a drop. The last few spurts fell on to my tongue. I held them in my mouth, savouring the taste of his cum. I swallowed it down and licked the last few drops from his flagging cock. "I hope there's more in there," I asked with a wicked grin." Liam simply smiled then held me close. 

It didn't take Liam long to recover his ardour. Within minutes he was kissing and caressing my breasts, sending bolts of pleasure through me. His mouth clamped on to my nipple and he sucked hard as his free hand ran up the inside of my thigh. I moaned with pleasure as his hand teased me, never quite making contact with the warm, wet folds of my pussy. His tongue circled my breasts, making them wet all over. He moved his body and positioned himself between my legs. Slowly he dipped his head. I held my breath as I waited for what was to come next. 

Liam's tongue snaked out, lightly touching my lower lips. I cried out as that fleeting contact sent a shiver of pleasure through me. His tongue began probing. With short darting movements it had my lips apart and was flicking in and out of my entrance. His hands were on my breasts, squeezing and teasing them as his tongue lapped up and down my pussy. I could already feel the tension in me building. He sucked my lips into his mouth and I screamed with delight. My pussy began to pulse, I was so close. "Oh God, that's so good," I cried as his tongue slid inside me again, the walls of my pussy contracting around his tongue. Then, with just the slightest of touches as he squeezed my nipples, his tongue lightly flicked my clit. 

That one touch was all it took. My back arched, my heart pounded in my chest, wave after wave of pleasure broke over me. "Oh! OH! Mmmmmmm Ahh!," was the only sound I could make as my orgasm took me and held me in its embrace. My body shook with the intensity of what I was feeling. Liam lifted his face from my pussy, but I was having none of that. Wordlessly, I grabbed his head and pushed it back down. Liam's response was immediate. His tongue flicked out and swirled round my throbbing clit, sending new pulses of pleasure though me. His hands still squeezed my breasts, heightening the sensations. He began sucking on my clit, gently drawing it between his teeth. My pussy contracted even more violently in response, the intensity of the sensations moved up another gear. I was coming but the peak of my orgasm seemed to be nowhere in sight. 

By now I was so wet I could hardly feel his tongue as it lapped at my cunt. He was alternating between my clit and my pussy hole keeping me at the boil. My pussy and my womb spasmed uncontrollably as my orgasm continued. It was so intense it was draining me to the point where I thought I would pass out. With the last reserves of energy I managed to whisper, "Fuck me Liam. Please. I can't take any more. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck….uhh, ooohhh." 

His cock had slid effortlessly into me. I was so wrapped up in the sensations that I hadn't noticed him moving to comply with my feeble demands. I wrapped my arms round his back and held him to me as his hips slowly pistoned his cock into me. My pussy gripped him tight as slid in and out causing him to gasp involuntarily. 

"Christ Clare, you feel so good," he moaned as he pounded in and out of me. 

I opened my eyes and smiled up at him, "You feel good in me too!" It was such a silly thing to say but at that stage neither of us cared, we were to wrapped up in what we were feeling to worry much about conversation. My hand slid up his back and I pulled his head down to kiss me. His breath was like fire in my mouth. I could taste my pussy on his lips and tongue. "Mmmm," I murmured dreamily as Liam began to increase the pace of his thrusts. 

In and out, in and out, his thick cock pounded into me, filling me with its length. My hips moved to meet each thrust as he buried himself deep inside me. 

We rolled over and I found a rhythm, sliding up and down. My breasts were just inches from his face and he was soon sucking on them as I impaled myself on him. I reached back with one hand to gently stroke my clit as my hips effortlessly rode his cock. I slid my fingers back to feel where he disappeared inside me, my juices had made his cock slick to the touch and we were moving together in an easy fashion. 

Liam's cock inside me, his mouth fastened on one of my nipples, his hand squeezing and teasing the other and my fingers on my clit soon had me ready to come again. It was less frantic this time, not nearly as powerful as the last but it still felt wonderful as I felt my pussy contract around his cock. "Oh yes! Oh Yes! Oh God fuck me, fuck me harder," I cried as my body shook, orgasmic waves pouring over me. 

We rolled over again. My hands gripped Liam's arse as he thrust deeply inside me. "Harder," I moaned, "Fuck me harder. Give it to me. Ooohh yessss! Fuck me." His cock slammed into me with increasing force and power. His balls slapped against me with every thrust My body was trembling, on the verge of another release. I looked up at him, my eyes silently urging him on. 

I was coming again. The contractions in my pussy were milking his cock as he slammed into me. Liam was breathing hard. "Oh Clare, oh Clare," was all he could say as his own climax approached. A loud moan escaped from my mouth as I felt his body stiffen then shake. With one long, powerful thrust he pushed his cock into me and I felt it erupt as he unleashed his cum deep inside me. Another thrust, another jet of hot, sticky cum poured into me. Another and then another and then finally, Liam collapsed, exhausted, on top of me. 

We lay there for a while, still joined, as we recovered, basking in the warmth of our post orgasmic glow. Finally, aware at last of how late it was we quickly tidied ourselves up and got ready for bed. 

Sadly we had no time for any more the next morning. We'd slept late and just had time for a quick breakfast before heading for the ferry. We disembarked in Belfast and I gave him a final kiss goodbye before I headed out to meet to meet Katherine who was there to collect me. I wondered what she'd say if I told her about my evening. She gave me a warm welcome hug and helped me carry my bags to the car. 

"So did you get up to anything last night?" she asked enquiringly. 

I paused, smiling inwardly as the memories of last night quickly replayed in my mind. "No," I lied and then sighed theatrically. "What could I have possibly got up to in a place like Stranraer?" Laughing, we drove off our minds already on our New Year's party.



Stranded



Kristin Mills grumbled loudly as a hurried man bumped into her carelessly, spilling nearly all the contents of her full purse.

It was quite a busy day, a number seemingly reaching into the thousands bustling through a comparatively small and rather pitiful room. The airport was usually even more crowded, so Kristin, definitely one to be considered a frequent flyer, counted her blessings.

This particular time she was catching a late flight into Tahiti, for two weeks of well-deserved vacation.

But apparently even on vacation little faggots run straight into you, she thought to herself.

Attractive faggots, she corrected.

The offender, now standing bashfully to the side, surely was a good-looking man, tall and dark, with piercing blue eyes that had a calm and rather detached presence in such a strong face.

"I'm sorry." He said quickly, those beautiful eyes searching her face for any signs of anger. 

She had half a mind to bash him on the head with the now empty purse but decided against it, security probably wouldn't appreciate the violence. 

"It's OK, but either help me pick up or die." She returned with a teasing tone and amused glitter growing in her eyes.

Kristin had never been one for preppy flirting, the whole 'giggle and he'll love you' idea mystified her and she nearly always had too much anger at some unidentified thing to smile as if she had not a care in the world, so she adopted her own, certainly unique style of ‘flirting’. She truly couldn’t help how nearly every other sentence was a death threat of some sort, usually with either a teasing tone or one of mock anger.

The man sunk down beside her, a smile growing on his face that seemed to soften his defined jaw. “I don’t think that would be such a good idea,” he countered, “sentence these days would be 20 to life.” The light played across his eyes, heavily emphasizing the playfulness expressed there. 

Kristin smiled lightly, her fragile hands snapping up the more private contents of her purse. She paused uncertainly, as if unsure of what exactly she couldn’t remember, then the expression cleared and she quickly held out the unused hand and introduced herself.

The man shook her hand heartily, establishing himself as Joel Faubert, a broker also traveling to Tahiti. “Where is your seat?” Kristin asked, hope building that perhaps she could have a chance to talk more with such an attractive man.

Kristin was, at the ripe age of 21, still very much a virgin. It wasn’t that she was so attractive that no man would look at her, with a slim build, firm C-cup breasts and dazzling face, she was actually very beautiful. The problem was simply she had no time for men. She was very intelligent, and while getting in trouble constantly from professors and school boards, she had managed to go through Harvard, and she planned on attending the law school next semester. Even with her noticeable beauty, she had only kissed one man, at 16. However unlikely this was, it was true, Kristin simply spent so much time attending school and hanging out with her friends, she simply couldn’t, or wouldn’t, make any time for relationships.

Jerking Kristin back from reflections upon herself, Joel replied he had a seat adjacent to hers, and she noticed he was glancing at her ticket, which had fallen from her purse among the many other objects.

The two finally realized that they were still sitting on the floor, almost oblivious to people running toward boarding gates who could step on them with quite a painful result.

They gathered the remaining articles off of the ground and quickly moved to board the plane.

During the flight, both Joel and Kristin became absorbed in only each other, chatting about nearly every topic either could think of, tastes in music, in movies, even in architecture! They found many areas of identical opinion, and because of this Kristin began to see Joel as more than the hot guy who had ruined so many things in her bag, and Joel erased his first impressions of Kristin as a fluffy beauty queen.

The turbulence the plane encountered was completely normal until an engine blew. The plane rocked violently and Joel read fear in Kristin’s hardened expression. Shortly another engine blew and everyone on board began to panic, even flight attendants allowing alarm to edge into their usually even tones. Another hard lurch was felt and Kristin forcefully blacked out.

When she awoke she found herself on some warm beach she was certain she could not remember. “Tahiti…” she murmured as some sort of an answer. But no…she suddenly remembered everything in one crashing wave. “Oh shit.” She muttered under her breath. “Where the hell-“ “Don’t ask me.” Another, male voice broke in, “some uncharted island I guess, it sure as hell is an island, and OF COURSE it couldn’t be inhabited.” 

Kristin smiled hesitantly. ‘If there is anyone to be stranded with…’she thought to herself in an unexpected moment of positivity. Joel smiled widely as if he understood what she was thinking and then quickly turned away. “We should probably get food and all that shit,” he said over a his shoulder, “I don’t want to fucking starve.”

For the next few months the two very slowly adapted to life on the island, actually settling into quite a luxurious lifestyle for such a location. Kristin slowly, and only by bits and pieces at a time, learned how she had came from the dropping plane onto her current location. Apparently, Joel had grabbed an inflatable life raft from the front of the plane, dropped both himself and the unconscious Kristin onto it and they had drifted onto the shore of whatever landform they where now upon.

Every second shared between Kristin and Joel was now coated with a thick and silently denied attraction. The more time they spent together the more each discovered they loved the other, however for fear of an uncomfortable rejection neither spoke.

One night they were sitting together on the shore admiring the waves crashing silently into the darkness when Joel suddenly tipped Kristin’s face to his own and kissed her fiercely. Kristin reeled in shock and pleasure and Joel began to profusely apologize.

“It’s fine, no more then that, it’s great.” Kristin murmured softly, ending Joel’s ongoing apologies. 

Joel smiled blissfully, once again positioning Kristin’s face to his own and he began to kiss her passionately.

He drew her down and hovered softly above her, their lips meeting once again. Their tongues entwined and Joel stopped quickly. “I love you.” He whispered and once Kristin had echoed these sentiments, they began to kiss again. Kristin softly ran her fingers along the line of Joel’s shirt and he quickly threw it off. 

Kristin’s round lips played into a small smile soon swallowed by Joel’s heated kisses. She fiercely tore off her own top and allowed Joel’s gentle mouth to trail down her neck and onto the crown of her breasts. 

She leaned back slightly to unclasp her bra and shortly threw it into the sand.

Joel stared at Kristin’s perfectly symmetrical and lusciously firm breasts, for a moment shocked to behold something so beautiful. He cautiously stretched a quacking hand to touch them, and as soon as he felt their warmth he nearly went insane.

He wrapped his tongue around the perfect nipples and brought his fingers down to her bellybutton, since her infuriating jeans covered most below that.

Kristin, herself possessed with heated need, swiftly unbuttoned Joel jeans and slipped them off, following that with his underwear.

She was surprised at the size of his dick, a full 10 inches to wager a guess. She impatiently removed her own shorts and the lacy thong underneath, wanting now only to be fucked.

Joel, who certainly understood the impatience, positioned his dick at the opening of her beautiful pussy and began to pump in and out.

Kristin felt pain only for a very fleeting moment and afterward was overcome with unexplainable pleasure. She mirrored his rhythm and soon felt herself nearing orgasm. After she had cum, she simply rolled over and lay her head onto Joel’s broad chest. 

“I was a virgin you know.” She remarked to him as they lay together in remarkable peace. “So was I.” He responded as if surprised she could have thought anything else. Kristin smiled contentedly as she drifted into sleep, and one thought kept repeating itself to her.

Maybe Tahiti wouldn’t have been so marvelous. 



Stranded



“God, this is really boring,” Emily said as she opened the well-stocked mini-bar.

“I know,” Chelsea agreed and changed the channel on the small TV. “But we don’t have any other options, do we?”

“I know this really sucks,” Lindsey added. “I guess we can forget the conference.” 

“Yeah, well until they reopen the roads, we’re stuck here,” Emily said for the fourth time. She sat down on the queen-sized motel bed -- stranded due to the snow storm that closed all roads in both directions. They were on the way to a conference and probably wouldn’t make it now, but they were lucky to get the last room at this roadside motel. 

“Well, do you have any ideas?” Chelsea asked. “I’m up for something other than just watching TV.”

“I don’t know -- does anyone have a deck of cards or anything?” Lindsey asked.

“There’s one in the mini-bar, I just saw it. Why, does anyone know any card games?” Erica asked, getting back up, she walked to the mini-bar. She opened it and took the deck out. “It will cost us $5, but I guess it’s worth it. We’re already in $30 for the beers.”

“Sure, we could play some poker,” Chelsea said as she sat down at the table next to Lindsey.

“I don’t know how to play poker,” Lindsey said.

“How bout Blackjack? That’s an easy one,” Emily said. “You can learn it fast if you don’t know it.” Emily was a little frustrated with Lindsey, who wasn’t the brightest member of their group, but she couldn’t get too angry with her since she was pretty nice.

“That’s fine with me,” Lindsey said. At least she’d played it before and it was a little easier than poker.

“Well let’s do it,” Emily said, sitting at the third chair at the smallish table. She had the cards and three beers from the mini-bar. “Let’s get started – I’ll deal,” she said as she popped open the can of Budweiser.

Emily was a petite girl in her late-twenties and the oldest of her three coworkers. She had mid-length dark hair which was pretty curly – especially after being out in the snow. She had soft, tan, skin and a perfect complexion that accented her Italian facial features and deep brown eyes. While she was short, she had a very shapely body, and wore just the right clothes to accent her curves.

It was her idea to drive to the conference -- an idea she now kind of regretted, she thought as she dealt the first hand. But it might be fun to have a ‘girl’s night’ with Chelsea and Lindsey, she thought as she looked over at Chelsea, who was the youngest of the three and had just started working with them at the beginning of the year. 

Chelsea had longer brown hair with blonde highlights, and was in the best shape of them all, Emily figured. She was about 5’6” and was very thin, except for her chest which Emily estimated was about a C-cup, but looked even bigger in comparison to her thin little waist and hips.

Chelsea knew that Emily was looking her over so she glanced down at her cards, and then looked up at Lindsey. Lindsey had been in the office for about a year longer than Chelsea but about two years less than Emily. She wasn’t all that smart, but probably got away with a lot because of her blonde hair and huge boobs, even though she seemed to be carrying a few extra pounds. She must be packing a nice set of Double D’s in her bra, Chelsea thought, and noticed that she always wore a low cut shirt to get some attention. Tonight was no different, which Chelsea assumed she did to try and intimidate her female colleagues in a subconscious way. Girls with huge tits always did that, Chelsea thought. She looked down at her own chest, which she always stuck out a little further when Lindsey was around. Chelsea looked back at Erica, who was beautiful, and also had a nice set of tits, even if it looked like they were starting to sag a little. I guess we all have it coming, Chelsea thought, as she turned her attention back to her cards.

“You want a hit or not Chels,” Emily asked. “You have a nine showing.” Emily was already into the ‘dealer mode.’ 

“Hit me,” Chelsea said, and Emily handed her over another card, this time a three to add to her nine and five. She had a 17 and decided to stop. “I’ll stand.”

“OK Lindsey, what do you want,” Emily asked. Lindsey looked at her cards, a ten and a king. “I’ll stay!” she said, too enthusiastically, Emily thought. She turned her attention to her own cards.

“I’ll need another,” she said. She picked up a card, a ten, and added it to her eight and six. “Damn, I’m out.”

“Busted!” Chelsea said. “17 here.”

“I’ve got a 20,” Lindsey beamed. “Cool, I win!”

Sure, you dizzy bitch, you get everything -- Chelsea caught herself thinking. “Good game, Lindsey! You’re a shark! We’re in trouble!”

“Nah, beginner’s luck, I’m sure,” Lindsey said, and handed her cards over to Emily.

“OK, let’s go again,” Emily said taking another swig of beer. Chelsea and Lindsey did the same. Another round was dealt, and Emily won this time. Chelsea won the next two, and Lindsey the next. The beers were quickly drained, and Chelsea got up to raid the mini-bar.

“What do you want, Emily? Only one beer, then some harder stuff,” Chelsea said as she peeked up from the bar. 

“Definitely the beer,” Emily said. “You want something harder Lindsey?”

“Yeah, I’m the lush, whatever is fine,” Lindsey said, blushing a bit. She was getting kind of drunk, but what the hell, they all were, and she wasn’t going anywhere.

“Then I’ll have the little bottle of vodka, and you can have the gin, Lindsey,” Chelsea walked back to the table. The cards were already dealt.

“This isn’t very exciting without anything at stake, is it?” Lindsey said, screwing the top off of her gin. “Maybe we should play for money or something?”

“I don’t have any cash,” Chelsea said.

“Me either,” Emily said. She watched Lindsey take a sip of gin as she popped open another beer.

“We could play for something else,” Lindsey said sheepishly.

“You mean clothes?” Chelsea said with a laugh. 

Emily looked at Lindsey and then at Chelsea and felt her heart jump just a little at the thought. She had never even remotely wondered what her coworkers looked like under their clothes, but suddenly felt very curious. “Hell, why not?” she said.

Chelsea looked at Emily’s chest and could see her nipples poking out from beneath her bra and white shirt. Chelsea felt herself get excited. She had wondered before what Erica must have looked like naked, but usually let the thought leave her mind immediately. Now she really wanted to see her, and couldn’t really explain why. Maybe it was the booze talking, she thought, as she took a sip from her glass. “I’m game,” she said.

“We should probably add another element to it, though,” Emily thought, her creative juices starting to flow.

“Uh oh,” Lindsey said, “I’ve seen that look on your face before, Emily,” she added with a laugh. “What’s your big idea?”

“Well, we could play strip blackjack, and whoever has clothes on at the end gets to be the boss for the rest of the time we’re in this motel,” she couldn’t believe what she said once the words came out of her mouth. She quickly took a swig of beer.

“What does THAT mean?” Lindsey asked, opening up a second bottle of booze and pouring it into her glass. 

“Well,” Emily replied. “The winner tells the losers what to do. Whatever she wants, I guess.”

Chelsea adjusted her legs in her seat. “Let’s do it!” she said enthusiastically. “Only one condition though – what happens in this room stays in this room, OK?”

“No problem here,” Emily quickly said.

“OK,” Lindsey said a bit nervous.

“Settled then,” said Emily. “You have a ten showing, Lindsey.”

She lifted her other card, a seven. “Uh, I stand.”

“Chels?” Emily looked over at Chelsea’s jack of diamonds.

“I stand too,” Chelsea said. 

“So, we’re a bit conservative now that there’s something at stake . . . I’ll take a hit,” Erica had the jack of hearts showing plus a two. She added a nine to the mix. “Twenty one!” She said as she uncovered her cards.

“Damn!” Chelsea and Lindsey said in unison. 

“OK, pay up,” Emily said, holding out her hand. Chelsea leaned over and took off a sock. Lindsey did the same. Both handed them over to Emily. She promptly dropped them on the floor and dealt another round.

“I’m gonna knock your socks off,” Emily said with a smile. 

“Hit me,” Chelsea said looking at her five and nine. Emily handed over a six. “OK, I’m good.”

“I’ll stand,” Lindsey said, looking at an 18 total.

“I’ll take another,” Emily said, adding an ace to her fifteen. “And another,” she put a five down on the table. “Twenty-one again!” 

“No way!” Chelsea said, throwing her cards back and removing the other sock. Lindsey did the same.

“Nice toes,” Emily said as she playfully looked under the table at the two sets of naked feet. She looked up at Lindsey who was still leaning over rubbing her ankle. Emily looked down her shirt at her massive cleavage formed by her boobs being restrained by her lacy purple bra. She dealt a new round.

This time, Emily and Lindsey busted out quickly so Emily quickly gave a sock over to Chelsea as Lindsey stood up and took a drink to finish her glass of gin. 

“Hmm,” she hummed as she looked down at her shirt and pants. “Any preference, Chelsea?”

“Hand over the shirt, Lindsey,” Chelsea said after thinking it over for a second. Lindsey grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly lifted it over her stomach. She paused for a second and then lifted the shirt over her boobs and head. She pulled it off of her arms and handed it to Chelsea. Both Emily and Chelsea stared at her massive tits spilling out of the huge purple bra’s cups.

“Holy Jesus, look at those monsters!” Emily crossed her arms over her own breasts, seemingly embarrassed at their relatively small size. Chelsea just stared at them, holding Lindsey’s shirt on her lap.

“Well, there you go!” Lindsey sat down, her face a little red. She adjusted the cups on her bra to take in a little of the excess flesh that was popping out of the sides. As she did, her breasts jiggled, and her nipples got stiff and protruded out from beneath the overworked spandex cups.

Emily shuffled and dealt another round, slowly this time. She was down one sock, Chelsea lost two socks, and Lindsey had her bra, jeans, and panties left to go. She looked at Chelsea’s chest, and hoped to see her perfect looking tits next to Lindsey’s soon.

“Oh my God, Blackjack!” Lindsey said, turning over the ace of spades next to the jack of clubs. “I win!”

“Damn,” Emily said, pulling her other sock off for Lindsey.

This time Chelsea stood up and started unbuttoning her light violet blouse which was already straining a couple of her buttons since it was rather tight. She got to the bottom and opened it up, flashing Lindsey and Emily who both stared at her tight white bra holding in her perfectly round tits which seemed to be sticking out six inches over her flat stomach. She pulled the shirt off of her shoulders and handed it to Lindsey, who held it over her head triumphantly. Her tits shook violently as she waved the shirt over her head.

“OK, let’s keep going,” Emily said as she dealt a new hand. This time, both Lindsey and Chelsea stood with their cards. Emily gave herself one card, a seven to add to her showing three and hidden king.

“OK, twenty!” Emily said. Both Lindsey and Chelsea frowned and showed an eighteen and sixteen respectively. Both stood up and unbuttoned and unzipped their jeans, and slowly pulled them down over their hips. Emily looked like she was at a tennis match, shifting her intent gaze between the two young women as they bent over, their bras both straining to hold in their swaying breasts. Lindsey was wearing a pair of purple bikini panties to match her bra, and Chelsea wore a black thong which sat beautifully on her slim hips. Lindsey stumbled as she wrestled with her jeans and finally surrendered them to Emily. Chelsea handed them over as well, and both girls looked each other up and down before taking their seats. Emily looked them both over again, shuffled her cards, and handed them out. “What do you need, Lindsey?”

“Hit”

She put a jack down next to her ten. “Unless you have an ace tucked away under there, you’re done, chick!”

“Damn.”

“Chelsea?”

“Ummmmm,” Chelsea paused. “I’ll stand, Em.”

“OK, I’ve got eighteen,” Emily announced.

“Shit. Sixteen,” Chelsea reached around her back and unsnapped her bra. Lindsey and Emily stared at Chelsea’s chest, both looking forward to the reveal. Chelsea pulled one strap down, revealing her left breast, and then the other. She wriggled out of her bra, revealed her breasts, and handed the bra over to Emily, who immediately looked at the tag on the back strap.

“What do you think it is, Lindsey?” Emily said, holding the tag.

Lindsey looked at Chelsea’s tits, then her bra, then her tits again, studying them intently. “Um, 34 . . . C?” Lindsey guessed.

“Almost – 32 C. Wow, Chelsea. Nice,” Erica’s voice trailed off as she took them in. They stuck straight out, not sagging a bit. They were firm, and looked like they were defying gravity. Her light pink nipples stuck out slightly over her darker pink areolas. Chelsea looked down at them herself, and pushed them together with her arms to show some cleavage to her little captive audience.

“OK, Lindsey, your turn. Let’s see what you have in there,” Chelsea said, releasing her puppies which continued to stick straight out and a little to the sides – one aimed at Emily and the other pointing at Lindsey.

Lindsey reached back behind her, the move forcing her breasts to strain the bra even more than usual. She unsnapped it and immediately her two pale white mounds came crashing like an avalanche out of her cups revealing her two huge areolas, and long, hard nipples sticking out from underneath the purple bra’s under wire. She let the bra drop and both straps got caught and were hanging on her erect nipples as if they were coat hooks. Chelsea and Emily both erupted in laughter at the sight, and Lindsey blushed, pulling the bra off and handing it to Emily. Emily looked down at Lindsey’s strap, and before she could even ask . . .

“44 Double D,” Chelsea exclaimed, staring at the huge mams. “Has to be.”

“Exactly, Emily said, holding the bra in one hand, and slowly moving her free hand between her legs. She felt the wetness of her pussy soaking through her pants, and adjusted in her seat. “I’ve got quite the collection going here girls,” she said, placing both bras next to her on top of the pile of clothes.

“Just deal,” Lindsey smiled, waiting for her cards. She leaned over, resting her tits on the table as if to relieve the strain.

Emily handed over the cards. “What will it be Chelsea?” 

“Um, hit, I guess.”

Emily handed her a ten. “Want another?”

“No, I’m good,” she smiled.

“Hit,” Lindsey said.

“Ten showing plus . . .” Emily slowly lifted the card and placed it down, “ . . . a queen!”

“Damn!” Lindsey said, standing up slowly. Without even turning over the other card, she pulled her panties down over her hips and let them drop to the floor, her huge breasts jiggling wildly with every move. 

“Wow, a real blonde!” Emily exclaimed at the sight of her neatly trimmed blond bush. “Just set them in the middle. We don’t even know who won yet!”

Lindsey sat back down, looking down at her tits and pubic hair, face still slightly red.

“I’m gonna stay, Chelsea, what do you have?”

Chelsea turned over her eight to go with her new ten and two. “Twenty.”

“Well, you win that one,” Emily said, standing up. Lindsey perked up and joined Chelsea in staring at their co-workers chest. Her nipples were more erect then either of them ever remembered seeing before, poking through her tight shirt. Emily pulled her shirt out of her waist band and lifted it slowly up over her stomach, chest, and head. 

“Nice!” Chelsea said, looking at her white bra over her tan Italian skin. “They kind of look bigger then I thought, Emily!” she said.

“Um, OK,” Emily wasn’t sure what to think of that.

She sat back down and noticed both Chelsea and Lindsey staring at her chest. Feeling their eyes on thinly covered boobs made her hornier than she’d ever been before. She looked at Lindsey’s huge tits resting on the table and Chelsea’s perfect set sticking out from her chest. She could feel her pussy getting warmer and wetter.

“OK, let’s go,” she said, shaking out of her trance and back to the game. She dealt a hand to herself and Chelsea.

“Hit,” Chelsea said immediately after checking her cards.

“Five showing plus a ten.”

“Again.”

“Another ten.”

“Crap.”

Chelsea stood up and pulled her thong down over her hips and pulled them down to her thighs and ankles. She lifted them up and gave them over to Emily. “OK, you’re the boss for the evening,” Chelsea sighed.

Lindsey straightened up and looked at Emily. Emily put the thong down and stood up.

“OK, Lindsey, stand up honey,” Emily said, a million things going through her mind.

Lindsey did as she was told and stood next to Chelsea. Both were completely naked. 

“Face each other, girls.” Emily said, her voice cracking as she stood up to stand near them. They turned toward each other and stared at each other’s breasts. Chelsea reached over and stroked Lindsey’s huge sagging cans and Lindsey shivered at the touch. 

Emily came a bit closer and put one hand on Lindsey’s back and the other on Chelsea’s back and slowly pushed them together so their tits were touching and eventually they were hugging each other. “Now, I want you two to make out for a minute.”

They immediately did as told, locking lips and French kissing each other while rubbing their hands over their backs and ass cheeks. Lindsey gave Chelsea’s firm ass a massage as Chelsea reached around to feel Lindsey’s massive breasts. Emily, standing in her bra and still wearing her pants, grabbed Lindsey’s other tit, then one of Chelsea’s, and gave them a few light squeezes, rubbing their nipples together.

“OK, minute’s up,” Emily said. The two backed up a little. 

“What’s next?” Chelsea asked.

“Well, I could use a little attention over here,” Emily said, reaching behind her own back and unsnapping her bra. She pulled the straps down and removed the bra to reveal her two perfectly tan and very slightly sagging breasts. Lindsey and Chelsea both gasped a little when they finally saw those gorgeous brown nipples they had been noticing all night. Emily reached up and grabbed both of her inch long nipples between her thumb and forefinger and rolled them around until they were sticking out, rock hard against her slightly puffy areolas. “What do you think?” Emily asked, proudly displaying her chest to the two naked girls in front of her. “Go ahead and touch them, they don’t bite!”

Lindsey was the first to grab one of Emily’s hooters and gently rub the hard nipple with her hand. “Oh my God, Emily. I’ve never seen nipples this long!”

Chelsea just watched Lindsey work. She grabbed her own breasts and started rubbing them together.

“OK, girls, get down on your knees in front of me,” Emily commanded, getting used to her new role. Both did as told.

She lifted both breasts to Chelsea and Lindsey’s lips, and pushed her nipples into their willing mouths. Chelsea latched on to Emily’s right nipple with her lips and started sucking, while Lindsey worked Emily’s left nip with her tongue, finally taking most of her soft, squishy breast into her mouth. Emily leaned her head back and moaned at the unbelievable feeling. When she looked back down, she noticed both of the girls rubbing their pussies with their free hand. She felt her own pussy throb and continued to look down at her friends working her nipples like she’d never experienced before.

After a few minutes, Emily tapped them both on the head. “Lindsey, why don’t you get on the bed, in the middle, on your hands and knees,” Emily suggested. Lindsey complied immediately. Emily then unbuttoned her own khaki pants and slid them down her legs, kicking them off. She noticed Chelsea staring at her white cotton bikini cut panties. 




Stranded



“Now, Chelsea, hop up on the bed to Lindsey’s right. I’ll get on her left,” Emily and Chelsea were facing each other over Lindsey’s back. Emily laid a hand on Lindsey’s left butt cheek and Chelsea did the same to the right. Then Emily grabbed Lindsey’s left tit which was swaying underneath, almost touching the bed. Chelsea grabbed the right tit and gave it a good squeeze. 

“OK, Lindsey, you’re about to get some extra attention,” Emily said as she slid her hand from Lindsey’s ass to her cunt which was dripping wet and warm. She rubbed Lindsey’s clit for a few seconds, and then eased her finger into the hole. Lindsey arched her back as Emily plunged in deeper. Chelsea continued squeezing and rubbing, leaning over to kiss Emily. Lindsey began to moan louder and louder. Emily withdrew her hand and grabbed Chelsea’s hand, sticking it up Lindsey’s cunt. “Use your whole hand on her, Chels.” Chelsea started with two fingers, then three, then four, and finally rammed her entire hand into Lindsey, causing her to tense up and then grind her hips and squeeze harder onto Chelsea’s hand.  

“Whoa, girl!” Chelsea smiled, pushing harder. She dropped Lindsey’s tit and reached across Lindsey’s back with her other hand to grab Emily’s boob, and began squeezing and rubbing it in cadence with the pounding she gave Lindsey.

Emily let her finger run down to her ass, and put it on her tight little asshole, rubbing it slightly. She pushed down, and slowly let her finger tip sink into Lindsey’s ass. Chelsea watched intently, smiling when Lindsey’s asshole appeared to gobble up Emily’s finger.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh YES YES YES YES,” Lindsey repeated as she arched her back and fell to the mattress, breathless.  Emily withdrew her finger and Chelsea took her hand out of Lindsey’s cunt.

“OK, Chelsea, your turn. Lindsey, get on your knees in Chelsea’s spot. Chelsea, get on your back and spread your legs.”

They did as they were told and Chelsea lay on her back, knees up in the air and legs spread. Her tits still stuck straight into the air, to Emily’s delight. She gave them a couple of squeezes and pushed them together, leaning down to suck each of her nipples.

“Now, Lindsey, do to Chelsea what she just did for you,” Emily said. Lindsey reached between Chelsea’s legs and rubbed her clit, which was a lot bigger than Lindsey and Emily had seen before. With every touch, Chelsea shifted her weight and breathed more heavily. Emily took Lindsey’s hand and moved it down toward Chelsea’s open hole, and Lindsey immediately took three fingers and rubbed around the cunt lips slowly pushing her hand in. Chelsea moaned louder as Lindsey dug deeper. Emily leaned over Chelsea and steered her tit into Chelsea’s open mouth, which Chelsea immediately started sucking.

“There you go, girl, suck me harder, suck it hard,” Emily said, getting into it. She then looked up at Lindsey’s tits jiggling with the movement of her hand, so she grabbed a hold of one and stuck it in her own mouth, first sucking, then lightly biting Lindsey’s erect nipple. Lindsey smiled.

Chelsea came quickly, and moaned as much as she could with her mouth full of Emily’s tit. Emily straightened up and looked helped Chelsea get back up. “OK, my turn.”

Emily laid down on her back between Chelsea and Lindsey, and pulled her panties down, throwing them off the bed, revealing her dark, trimmed bush. She looked up at Lindsey and Chelsea’s huge tits, and immediately stuck her hand down and rubbed her clit. “OK, girls, do me, now.”

With that command, Chelsea put her hand down between Emily’s legs and rubbed her clit alongside of Emily’s hand while Lindsey reached down and started inserting her already wet fingers into Emily’s cunt. Emily gave a couple of hip grinds to help Lindsey’s hand inside of her, then laid back and closed her eyes. Lindsey soon had her fist inside of Emily, and was pounding away, as Chelsea leaned down and licked Emily’s clit where she had been rubbing. Emily thought she would explode with pleasure as she looked up and saw Chelsea’s tongue and Lindsey’s wrist digging into her. “Oh, that’s it, harder, please!” Emily begged. She came harder than either of the other two, and after she did, both girls collapsed next to her on the bed, all three sweaty and exhausted.

Emily put her arms around both Lindsey and Chelsea who both cuddled in closely to their slightly older colleague. Lindsey was already starting to fall asleep, and Chelsea was playing with Emily’s nipple.

“I’m glad we decided to play cards, girls,” Emily said breathlessly. She started thinking about what she would do next once they had a chance to rest. Being the boss is fun, she thought, as she drifted off to sleep.



Stranded



She sat quietly watching the windshield wipers trying to keep the windshield cleared of snow. She had even taken her headphones off so she would not forget and start singing. She did not want to distract him at all from his driving.

They knew there was a snowstorm warning for the area but they felt as if there would be plenty of time to make the seven hour drive from Ottawa after the show. They had even gone to the early show to allow for their drive back home. The plan may have worked if she had not insisted to 'run into the Mall for a sec' that turned into a two hour spree.

He had the tickets to see Wynton Marselles for several months and rain, sleet, hail nor snow was going to stop them.

At two AM there was little traffic on Hwy. 7, just a two lane highway that was beginning to look pretty erie with vehicles sparsely sitting along the road side and in ditches. There was even semi's pulled over and engines running to keep the drivers warm.

He had turn the radio off that was repeating the message they knew so well, "Please stay in unless you just MUST get out. The roads are extremely hazardous and getting worse by the hour." They had at least two more hours ahead of them and the snow was already 24 to 30 inches on top of the ground and beginning to accumulate on the untraveled road.

Ahead of them small glows of red were coming into view. Her heart jumped thinking maybe there was an accident and how would 'emergency personnel' make it to the injured. He knew what they were coming up on so be began to talk to her about it. He did not want her to panic. The temperature was 10 below zero and would be dropping more.

"Baby..." he calmly said as he began to slow the car down to almost a standstill, "We are going to have to stop here."

Before he could tell her what was ahead of them she asked," Shuggar, how do they get help to those people? What if they are really hurt bad? They might need the blanket in the back! Take it to them!"

He put the car in park and turned and looked at her. This was her first winter in Canada and still so much to learn about the place. He was having so much fun with her. She was like a kid in a wonderland.

Placing his arm over the seat he told her, " Baby it's not an accident. You see where the headlights of the two cars are aiming. They are lighting up a snow embankment. Like a snow drift. It's on the highway. We are not going to be able to go any further right now,"

She looked at him with an innocence that always took his breath. "Well, then maybe the sanding trucks won't be long and we can make it in before too much longer," she sighed then turned and looked out the back window for signs of help coming.

Rick had lived Canada all his life and he knew the seriousness of the situation they had just came up on. He also knew that Shay could handle this one of two ways. She would be a trooper and make it a game or, she would get all panicky and that could make for a very bad time for both of them. He smiled and decided he had better get this over with.

"Shay, I want you listen to me," he began. " We are probably going to be here a while. We are going to have to wait it out. There will be some help come, but it will be awhile." He then turned the key in the ignition to off.

For about five minutes they sat quietly hearing the wind blowing and a car engine start up and then cut off. Then there would be another starting up and stop. He knew at any moment she was going to realize what he was referring to. To Shay 'awhile' was about ten minutes, fifteen max. 

As he felt the chill inside the car to be noticeable, she sighed.

"Ah...Shuggar, we are in a fix here huh?" she asked in a very low voice. 

Rick did not reply.

"OK..." she answered for him.

The rule was before winter hit that an 'emergency bag' be placed in the car. The contents of the bag was a warm blanket, assorted cheese crackers, different candies, 2 bottles of water, flashlight, batteries, tissues and Shay had placed a special thing in there as well. It was a 'heat cushion' that had warming beads in it. Hunters and sports fans used them to sit on for cold outdoor activities. Of course Rick laughed at her when she demanded that be part of the kit.

They both looked at each other and he asked, "You getting cold?"

She nodded. He told her that she would have to tell him when she could not stand it any longer, then he would turn the car on but they would have to save on the gas. He watched her face as he told her and the slow blink of her eyes caused a lump in his throat. He felt like he had just told a child they could not have ice cream.

"You let me know, OK?" he said. " We are going to be all right."

Shay unbuckled her seat belt and got on her knees in the seat. She reached into the back and pulled the 'emergency bag' to the front of the car. He assumed it was time for her comfort food. Candy. Rick pulled at his jacket and zipped it up and watched her.

She pulled the 'heat cushion' out and placed it on the dash. Open a peppermint and placed it in her mouth. Offered Rick one which he accepted, She then took the blanket and began unfolding it. She reached down and began unzipping her boots. That caused him to raise an eyebrow.

Just as he was about to tell her she should leave her boots on, she spoke, " Shuggar...lean your seat back."

Rick couldn't help but smile and asked, " Ready for me to turn the car on a second to warm up?"

"No silly," Shay replied." You know we have to save that gasoline. We are going to keep us warm."

With that, the drivers seat lever was hit and he was reclined and someone had just turn the thermostat up.

With blanket wrapped around her shoulders and the 'heat cushion' in her hand, she slipped into his lap. She placed the 'heat cushion' behind his back and then her arms went around his neck.

Looking into his eyes she told him, " OK Canuk...you have never fell short in getting me HOT...and keeping me there. Now...this time is not just for our selfish pleasures. It's us against the elements " with that she pressed her breast to him and slowly kissed his mouth. His smile was evident as she teased his ear with her fingernail and she felt his hands slide down to her tight butt.

The girl sure knew how to straddle like a lady with a skirt on he thought to himself as he felt his cock becoming more restricted in his pants.

Within no time the touches, licks and sucks on his neck had him ready to bend her over the hood of the car in the snow and slam his cock into her tight pussy. But he knew his Shay too well. She had the situation under control and all he had to do was sit back and just help out when she asked. She would keep them warm. At this time he didn't care if the weather didn't let up for a few days.

As she made slow grinding movements into his crotch he could tell she was horny. Her plan was working. She wanted to mess both of them up and she knew all the right things to do to get the job done.

Rick began to slide his hands under her skirt as she lifted her ass up a little. He felt the smoothness of her panty hose. Just the thought of her sex being incased in the nylon excited him more. He could feel the nylon panty hose on his palm and the satin from her slip on top of his hand. He felt her hand slip under his sweater. He had not even realized she had already unzipped his jacket. "Dayum she is good," he thought to himself.

As he slid his hands up and down on her thighs, she begins to untuck his shirt. UN snaps his pants and he, without a thought, lifted his ass so she could tug them down.

She leaned to his ear and whispered, him feeling her warm breath, "Rub my pussy with that with my pantyhose on Rick." She placed his hard cock on her pussy. He could feel the wetness that was already there. The two of them were in perfect time sliding his cock up and down on her wet pantyhose. He had to touch her breast. Quickly he pushed her sweater up and cupped her right breast while still covered with her lacy bra.

Shay began to ride him. With just a slight angle she felt her hard clit graze his hardness. Holding that position her tempo sped up and her breathing was all it took for Rick to realize, she was about to cum. He sat so still and just listened to her sweet sounds. As he placed the tip of his index finger between her lacy bra covered breast he felt the sweat that had beaded up on her sweet tanned body. Then she moaned so loud as her orgasm took over. Rick loved that sound and if anyone could see the car, they would know by the way it was rocking, someone was making the best of the situation. He closed his eyes after seeing the expression on her face when the first one hit. He knew her, there was more to come. He stopped counting at four, and just hung on to her for the ride.

After a while she begin to slow down, Rick slipped his fingers between her legs and touched her saturated pantyhose. He had to taste her. He brought his fingers to his mouth.

Shay smiled as she asked him if he needed the key turned on for some heat. With his finger in his mouth he managed to reply," Uh uh."

She crawled off of him and pulled her blanket with her to the back seat. He laughed thinking she was like a fox going into her den. He sat up and tossed the 'heat cushion' at her, placed the 'emergency bag' between the seats and began making his way to the back of the car to his source of heat. His hard cock drug across the console as he passed over it reminding him that it was cold outside.

He didn't get in the seat, he got on his knees in the floor board. He noticed then that she had slid out of her slip and skirt. She was in her pantyhose and sweater. He spread her legs and started massaging her thighs as he slipped his hands under her thighs and tugged her ass to the edge of the seat. He then placed his tongue flat against her pussy with the saturated pantyhose still on. She arched her back and covered him with the blanket. She knew he would be there awhile. She couldn't help but giggle and squirm as her nipped at her clit. She closed her eyes and enjoyed his playfulness. He nipped at her and this time she felt the sticky wet nylon from between her legs pull away from her pussy. He had taken a bit of the crotch of her pantyhose between his teeth. Pulling at it...she heard it tear. When he let go, the tear spread open quickly. Now his tongue was touching her sensitive flesh. Getting into each fold one at a time. Placing her hands behind his head, she bent her knees and placed her feet on the edge of the seat and pulled his face into her. He knew what she liked and how it heated her up so he went to work. Placing his flattened tongue as low as he could get against her neatly trimmed slit, he begin to lick upward slowly. Feeling her legs tremble a little and her soft moan excited him . As he reached the top of her slit he felt the hood that protected her clit. Poking at her clit with the tip of his tongue, he started back down her slit as far as he could go with the position she was in. This time before starting back up, he narrowed his tongue and inserted it into her slit and ran upward slowly, scooping her sweet juices along the way. As he neared her clit, her right hand slid to his shoulder as her she began to thrust her pussy on his tongue. He had to concentrate because he felt his cum surfacing through his shaft and he wanted to hold it. 

She drove him crazy. He quickly took her hooded clit between his teeth roughly. Her scream startled him. He pulled his mouth away from her and slid his index finger inside her sweet hole. Palm up and he knew where to reach. As soon as he touched that magic spot, he felt her body shake as she screamed his name. He begin to finger her and every few jabs he would reach up and touch that spot again. He had her in her zone in the middle of a snow storm in the back seat of the car, half naked. All he could hear was the sound of her wet pussy sucking at his finger, clamping around it like a second skin, and her whimpers and erratic breathing. A few grunted nasty words. The smell of their sex filled his nostrils. He could stay like this forever. It was as if his prey was trapped. No where to go, no where to turn but to him. He had worked through the hole he had ripped in her pantyhose so much that now they were opened halfway down her thighs.

He removed his finger as she continued to thrash with such a hard orgasm. Her hand went straight to her clit and begin making tiny circles on it she savored her sensations. Turning her head, placing her cheek against the seat she also started tugging at her right nipple too.

Rick began to remove his pants. His cock so hard. It was quiet a task in such a small area.

As he tossed his pants in the floorboard he said in a raspy voice, " Baby get on your knees facing out the back window," as he stroked his engorged cock.

Quickly Shay got in the position and felt him moving up behind her. She jumped with excitement the moment she felt his head touch her pussy from behind. He wet his fingers and applied her cum to the head of his dick. A moan escaped her as she felt the hot, swollen head touch her pussy. She lifted her ass a little like a cat to allow for penetration. He sunk his cock into her tight hole with one push. They both heard only their own moans. Rick took her hips and began slamming his cock into her like an animal. His grunts filled the car. As he felt his approaching release, he felt the sweat running down the small of his back, placing his hand on the small of her back he seen that his lady was being kept very warm just as he was. When he seen that his pounding her ass was causing her head to bounce into the back window he could no longer hold back. He growled as he shot his load into her, slowing his thrust down in time to each blast of cum he was putting into her. He then clung to her back and held her as she tried to regain her breathing.

As he held her on her knees in the back seat of the car she whispered," Baby...will you please turn the heat down, it's little hot in here." He squeezed her and then slid his wet cock from her.

Sitting down in the seat he watched as she sit across from him. He spread the blanket over them as she got some crackers from the 'emergency bag.' Shay tossed him a package and a bottled water.

Rick suggested to her that it would be warmer if she got beside him under the blanket.

Shay smiled and told him, " No Shuggar...I want to sit over hear, catch my breath and think of how high we are going to turn that thermostat up when the cold hits us again."

Rick opened her bottle water and handed it to her making sure their fingers touched. His cock moved.

"Thank you sir," she told him as she took the water and then she added, " by the way...you owe me a pair of pantyhose."

They both laughed as they feasted on their crackers, water and lust for each other.

Rick began to feel the cold setting in and Shay could tell it too. He had just said he would turn the key on and she stopped him from moving to the front seat. She asked that he stretch out in the back seat. And then told him if he turned the key on for heat, he was doubting her ability to keep him warm, and followed with, " I never told you I lived in an igloo for a while?"

He knew his lady. He began to shift around under the blanket making himself as comfortable as he could get.

Seeing Shay get around in the back-seat of that car was a sight to behold. He assumed that was a benefit of being short, it came natural. Or, had she had so much practice in a back seat? That excited him as well.

Shay began to peel off the ruined pantyhose. Rolling them up in a ball, she laid between his legs and put the pantyhose to his nose. He inhaled deep smelling their mixture. He tucked the blanket all around his prize and continued to inhale the scent as she begin to slide down his belly kissing the hair on his belly and licking at it.

He felt his cock graze her cheek then she took it in her tiny hand. Curling her finger around the semi hard shaft she begin to stroke it, placing the head to her lips and literally sucking it into her mouth. He was hard in 0.3 seconds. She took that cock in her mouth and he just closed his eyes and went to his zone. He begin to show signs of cumming soon,so holding him in her mouth by no more than suction, she reached for the hem of her sweater. Pulling it up over her tits, she released his cock from her mouth just long enough to remove the sweater and un hook the front clasp lacy bra. Then the cock was back in her mouth. He begin to push in deep. Fucking her mouth as he held her head by a handful of hair. At the first taste of his cum she begin to such harder and swallowing. He could not believe the feeling he was having unloading into her pretty mouth. She usually took it on the tits, ass or belly. But not this time. He completely lost it shouting her name with every shot, " SSShaaayyy...SSShaaayy...SSShaaayyyy."

She licked him until his limp dick was clean. She then reached for her bottle water.

As she begin to laugh he asked what was so funny in a wasted, whispered voice.

She sighed and said with a sassy smile, " If I have backwash...this is my bottle right?"

He chuckled and told her that if she didn't backwash then, he could help her out with another try.

The two of them teased and talked and cuddled a while longer. Hours had passed. Rick had turned on the ignition twice during that time.

Shay was beginning to get bored and cold. Daylight was coming. The sky was a pretty shade. The snow was just barely coming down. She reached for his cock. With his eyes closed he smiled.

" Fuck me." Shay told him.

Rick opened one eye and looked at her. " Fuck you?" he replied. "Just like that? No kissing and teasing?"

"No. Just fuck me" she replied sharply.

She got on her knees in the seat and placed her hands on the back of the front seat. She leaned against the back of the seat and told him to do it from behind.

Rick replied, " Baby I don't know if that is possible. We are not BOTH little people in here. How about we do it....." 

She looked at him over her shoulder and he knew that look. He got on his knees behind her. As her hands were propped on the headrest he cupped her breast from behind. When he bumped her ass playfully he felt her rounded breast sway in his hands. She seem to know how to get him from 0 to 60 so fast. He fondled and tease her right nipple as he took his cock in his left hand and placed it to her pink. One push and he felt the mushroomed head spreading her, sliding into her again, feeling the walls of her tight pussy form to his cock like a mold.

They were at it again. So much into pleasing each other. Rick was all the way in and cupping her breast as he pounded her. Feeling his balls slap at her tight tanned TEXAS ass. He felt her first orgasm. Her body tensed up and then she melted into it. Rick loved feeling her cum. It was always then that he felt the feeling of really being one with her. As her body clamped onto him he always felt complete.

Shay begin to concentrate on him then. She felt each move he made. He would change grips, change angles, change pace. He was all into his pussy and she loved it.

As Rick continued to rock the car as he fucked her, she noticed a tapping on the top of the car. Rick continued to fuck like an animal. 

Shay whispered, " Baby...someone is out there....listen!"

Rick just kept on slamming into her and moaned, "Shhhhhh...Shay!"

Then he heard the tapping too. He stopped his thrusting but still managed to squeeze her tit. 

Then they heard a husky voice say, " Sorry to interrupt. You have about 30 minutes to finish up. The plows are coming. Carry on... eh'"

Shay bowed her head blushing as Rick grunted with a smile, " Thanks man, almost there!" and started fucking her more.

As he pounded her she began to talk. With her voice jumping with each of his thrust she told him, " You dayum backwards Canadia...*ugh*...I chose to look....*ugh*...out the front window....*ugh*...thinking they would come from that way...*ugh...sighsss*...Rick what if he knows us? ...* ugh*..I am so embarrassed..."




Stranded



Rick laughed and said as he felt his shaft being loaded, " Welcome to winter time...*ugh*... in Canada Shay Shay!...*ugh*...now Shay....*ugh*...Shut the fuck up!" and with that he filled her with his load. He began kissing her back. He was not able to tell what she was still rambling about from that point on. 

To him it didn't matter. At that moment all that mattered was that he had stayed the night in a snowstorm in the car, with the love of his life, had some wonderful sex and still had enough gas to get home. 

They slowly dressed and joked about the patrolman now having a story to share to his friends as well...



Stranded



It was a dark and stormy night...

OK so it's the moldiest cliché in literature. It also happens to be true. A moonless night during the big 86 monsoons down in Tucson.

The meteorologists were calling it a 100-year storm. The kind of heavy rainfall that only hits the desert once a century.

Lucky me.

The streets were flooded, and arroyos and normally dry rivers and dry washes were overflowing everywhere. 

Anyone with a lick of common sense was staying home and indoors.

Me? I wasn't that bright. I was headed home from a friend's party. It was almost midnight, and the storm had been raging for hours.

I decided to try a run for home, figuring that my Jeep Cherokee would get me through minor floods, and I thought I could find a route around the major floods.

I had just had a big Cummins diesel engine installed in the Jeep, along with an extra 40-gallon fuel tank. I had a heavy-duty winch on the front and I damn near needed a ladder to get into the drivers seat. So I was better equipped than most to go out into the storm.

I stopped at a grocery store a few blocks from my friend's house, and stocked up on some chow, figuring that I would be stuck at the house for a few days at least. 

Leaving the store, I got out my street map to plot a route to avoid the lower lying areas. Finally deciding on a plan, I headed out. There was only one stretch of the route I worried about, having several relatively low areas between high, steep hills. The first part of the trip went smoothly, I made it through some minor street flooding, then turned south to make the run towards Valencia road.

The first few low areas had only a foot or so of water, and I passed through them easily. I came up on a station wagon that had stalled out in the middle if one of the dips. I used my bumper to push the car out of the water and up to the top of the hill to safety.

I stopped to see if the people were ok. All I could see through the driving rain was the hand of the driver poking out through the partially opened window waving me on. I flashed my lights and started off. 

As soon as I started down the next hill, I slammed on the brakes. I knew this road well, and there was at least 10 feet of water over the road in front of me.

I backed up and turned around, thinking that my friend's party would still be going on, and I could crash on his couch, or even in my Jeep if he ran out of room inside.

I passed the station wagon and waved. 

Then I felt a strange rumbling that shook even the big Jeep.

I stopped before starting down the hill, with my headlights shining down into the wash in front of me. When I turned on the spotlight and cranked it around to point off to the side, I saw one of the scariest sights of my life. 

A 15-foot wall of water came boiling down the wash, carrying boulders, trees, and at least one very battered car along the leading edge. I was far above the crest of the water, but I still backed up in a hurry.

I continued backing up until my driver's window was even with the driver's window in the station wagon. I rolled my window down a bit and called over to the other car. I saw the driver's window roll down an inch or two. "Road's flooded in both directions now. Looks like we're stuck here until it goes down."

The other driver didn't answer, just rolled up their window.

I shut the Jeep off to conserve fuel, even though I still had 7/8 of the main tank and the spare tank was full. 

I crawled over the back of the front seat and into the back of the Jeep. I was glad that I had folded the rear seats down for more cargo room.

I dug out my desert survival kit and then cracked a couple of the windows on the side of the Jeep away from the wind, Then I pumped up the Coleman lantern and lit it. I took stock of my supplies. I had beer and sodas and 6 1-gallon jugs of water. 

I had lunchmeats and bread, Mayo and Mustard; I even had canned soups and other assorted chow.

I had a sudden thought, and dug into my side compartments. Sure enough, my Coleman stove and a Sterno stove with a dozen cans of fuel were in one side storage bin.

On the other side, there were the mess kits that I used when I went fishing and camping. So I could cook and I had no worries about going thirsty.

And I always kept a couple of blankets and a pillow in the Jeep, since I never knew when I would end up sleeping in it.

In the grocery store, I had grabbed a few paper back books and some magazines just in case. I got bored at home before the floods dried up, so I settled down against the pillow, adjusted the Coleman lantern, and opened the first book.

Along about 1AM, I got sleepy, shut the lantern off, rolled up in the blankets, and dropped right off to sleep. 

The rain still lashed against the Jeep, and the lightning and thunder was continuous. The wind rocked the Jeep slightly, but I was too tired to worry about it.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of someone tapping on the driver's window.

I sat up and leaned over the seat to roll the window down.

"Hi, I hate to bother you, but do you have any toilet paper?"

The rain was still pouring down, and the girl's red hair was wet and straggly as the water ran down her face.

"Sure, Just a second." I told her. I reached into the back and grabbed a 4 pack of Charmin.

I popped open the glove box and took out one of those compact umbrellas.

The kind where you push the button and it extends and opens automatically.

I handed her the umbrella first, then once she had it open, I handed her the toilet paper. "Thanks." she said. Then headed around to the other side of her car.

I rolled up the window again and opened the other side windows a bit more.

I set up the Coleman stove and made some coffee with the old battered blue coffee pot from my mess kit. I had just started frying bacon and eggs when the girl tapped on the window again.

I rolled the window down.

"Here's the toilet paper back." She said. "Keep it." I told her, "I have another 4 pack in here, and you can keep the umbrella too."

"Thanks." The girl said, she started to turn away, and then she stopped and sniffed. "You have hot coffee?" She asked incredulously.

"Yup," I said. "I'm just now making breakfast. Would you like a cup?"

The girl hesitated a moment. 

"Can you spare 2 cups? My friend would probably want one too."

"No problem." I told her.

I dug out a couple of the plastic drink mugs that I seem to accumulate by the score. I poured 2 of the better ones full of coffee and popped the lids on.

I opened the glove box again and dug out some packets of creamer and sugar and handed it all to the girl. 

"Here ya go." I said.

She gave me a smile and went back to her car.

I rolled up the driver's window again and stretched out to have breakfast and finish the rest of the book I had started the night before.

I set the pan on top of the Jeep where the roof rack would hold it in place, and let the rain wash it clean. The paper plate and the plastic fork I had used, I simply put into the plastic trash bag on the floorboard.

For lunch I made sandwiches and popped open a can of soda.

I beeped my horn and rolled down the driver's window again. The girl rolled down her window about halfway. "If you are hungry over there, I have plenty of food over here." 

"No, we're OK." the girl said.

I just rolled up my window and started the Jeep,

I let it idle to keep the batteries up while I turned on the radio to hear the weather report. It didn't sound good. The national Weather Service was predicting at least another 3 to 6 days of heavy rains before the storm system would die out.

A moment later I heard another tapping on the window. 

This time when I rolled the window down, a different girl stood there. This one a bug busted blonde.

"Cheryl may be paranoid, but I'm hungry." She said.

I scooted over to the passenger side. 

"Come on in." I told her.

She opened the door and slipped in quickly before too much rain got in. "Hi, my name is Mandy." She held out her hand and I shook it. 

"And my name is Bill."

I gestured to the back of the Jeep.

"Help yourself." I told Mandy. "There are chips of all kinds, bread, lunch meat, and all the fixings. Make yourself something and take some back for Cheryl."

Mandy scrambled into the back of the Jeep, I admired the view that she presented. She had a nice, tight rump and long tanned legs that her shorts showed off very well.

She kicked off her shoes before clambering over the seat appreciated the courtesy

"Cheryl is sure that you are an axe murderer or something." Mandy said as she busied herself making sandwiches.

"Grab a 6 pack of sodas for the two of you while you're back there." I replied. 

"Well, are you?" Mandy asked playfully.

"Am I what?" I asked. I was a little slow on the uptake at the moment, being distracted by the view of her rump wagging in the air as she rummaged through the grocery bags

. "Are you an axe murderer?" Mandy laughed.

"Of course not." I replied. "How does one murder an axe anyway? Strangulation seems pointless, no neck to squeeze, Likewise poison is out. Maybe you could shoot it or burn it at the stake..."

Mandy was howling with laughter. "I'll tell that to Cheryl just like you said it."

She climbed over the seat again with her loot." Can we take a couple of these magazines?" Mandy asked.

"Sure." I said. "Help yourself."

"You're a treasure." Mandy said. 

She slipped on her shoes and opened the door.

I scooted back over to the drivers seat again and sped the engine a little, then let it idle some more. KLPX was playing some good classic rock.

After a bit, I slid over to the passenger side and got it to take a leak. When I was done, :I checked the pan on the roof. It was clean enough. I wiped it with a towel and put it back the Jeep.

I was already wet, so I strolled over to where I could see the road down into the p ahead. Still flooded. In fact the water seemed deeper. I went to the waters edge and shoved stick into the mud a few inches from the waterline.

I went the other direction.

Also still flooded. 

I stuck a marker stick into the mud just above the waterline. Then I went back to the east of the hill.

I walked east, off the road and into the brush.

No good that way, the hill sloped sharply down a few yards from the pavement. 

I went west. 

The ground was solid enough; id there was enough room between the mesquite and Palo Verde trees for the jeep to get through. And the ground sloped upward to a relatively flat spot a good 40 feet higher than the road were on. 

There was enough room up there for both vehicles.

I figured I could tow the station wagon if I needed to.

I walked back down to the vehicles. Mandy was standing beside her car under the umbrella. "What's up?" she asked when I approached.

"I'll show you." I told her.

She followed me to the water's edge in both directions. "The water has already reached the sticks that I put about 6 inches from the waterline."

So the water is rising." Mandy stated.

Seems to be." I replied.

Shit, shit, shit." Mandy spat out. "Will it get up this far?" She asked.

'I dunno." I said. "But the radio is calling for 3 to 6 more days if heavy rain. And we are not all that high up right here."

Mandy bit her lower lip. "What do we do if it does rise this far?"

'Well, I am going to take my jeep up the hill there while the ground is still firm enough for traction." I said.

Mandy looked up the hill, then down at the water, already an inch or so higher on the stick.

"Will our car make it up there?" She wanted to know.

"I think so. And I can always use the Jeep to tow you if you get bogged down." I told her. 

"I've got to go talk to Cheryl." She said.

I went back to my Jeep to get it ready for the move. 

Then I walked the route I would take up, planning for minimal turns and maximum firmness.

When I got back to the cars, Mandy was waiting for me again. 

"Cheryl didn't want to go, even after I showed her how fast the water was coming up. I told her she could sit down here and drown, but that I would go up with you were it was safe and dry." Mandy said with a mischievous grin. "She changed her mind in a hurry."

"Tell her to start up and get ready. When I start out. Have her follow me exactly, go where I drive, and nowhere else. Honk of you get stuck, then wait for me to pull you out." I told her.

"Yassuh Bossman." Mandy quipped as she gave me a snappy salute. 

I returned the salute with one finger, and she laughed.

I started the jeep and waited for Cheryl to start the station wagon. It turned over for several moments, then the engine growled to life.

I beeped my horn and turned to go off road and up the slope. I took it slow, with the 4-wheel drive locked on.

Cheryl took it a little slower. She did it right, keeping the pace steady and not racing the motor if the wheels slipped for a second. 

Eventually, I pulled up on the flat top of the hill, and swung around in a wide arc so that I could lift the tailgate of the Jeep without the rain blowing in.

Cheryl pulled her station wagon up next to the Jeep and parked it.

I opened the tailgate of my jeep and went around to Cheryl's car. "Pull around so that your drivers window is close to the back bumper of the jeep. That way we can rig a tarp between the tailgate of the Jeep to the roof of your car, so you have some ventilation without having to get soaked." 

She nodded and rolled up her window again. She started her car, backed slightly, then pulled around a Palo Verde bush to park her car with the drivers window only a couple of feet from my rear bumper.

With Mandy's help, I rigged one of my waterproof tarps from the roof rack of my Jeep to the roof over the station wagon; held there with the handyman's friend, duct tape. 

Cheryl finally rolled down her window to thank me.

"No problem." I told her.

I fired up the stove again and made some canned chili and offered it to the girls along with some crackers.

Finally, Cheryl started to relax around me.

Mandy came around and climbed into the back of the Jeep with me.

"We both work at Follies Burlesque." Mandy said. 

"I thought you both looked familiar." I replied. 

The Follies Burlesque is an adult theater that features XXX rated movies and nude dancers. I visited there a couple of times a month.

"I really appreciate your taking care of us like this." Mandy said. "Cheryl still thinks you're a serial killer."

Cheryl had been listening from the other vehicle. "I do not, I only said he might be." 

"I'm not a serial killer," I assured her. "Although I did pretty much wipe out a box of granola the other morning."

Cheryl laughed at the joke. I was relieved that she seemed to be loosening up a bit. We chatted for while, then Mandy went back to the other car. I gave one of the blankets to the girls, and then I spread the other one out in the back of the Jeep. I left the tailgate up and shut down the lantern. I had just gotten to sleep when the door opened and woke me up

Mandy crawled over the seat and into the back with me. "Cheryl snores." she said solemnly.

I raised the blanket and she slipped in beside me. "This is much better." Mandy said softly.

She snuggled close to me with her head on my shoulder and her arm across my chest. "Good night." she said.

"Good night," I replied. 

She nestled down and closed her eyes.

I hadn't expected this, but what the hell, Sleeping with a stacked blonde beat hell out of sleeping alone. So I closed my own eyes and went back to sleep.

I woke up to find Mandy curled up in a ball facing away from me, and myself curled up to her back spoon fashion.

My arm was around her, and she was clutching it tightly to her chest.

She was still out cold. I tried to pull my arm free, but Mandy just whimpered in her sleep and held my arm even tighter.

"She does that a lot." Cheryl said. 

I craned my neck around to look at her. She was leaning in the open tailgate.

"I figured that this was where she went." Cheryl said with a grin. "It was too quiet in the car when I woke up."

Mandy finally woke up when she heard Cheryl's voice. "You snore." she accused her friend.

I just laughed.

I soon had both girls sitting cross-legged in the back of the Jeep while the coffee perked. 

I found that the lower half of the tailgate would open with an inch to spare between the cars. This gave us a bit more room and some welcome ventilation.

I left the girls at the cars after breakfast. I went down to the road to check out the water levels. The rain was still pouring almost straight down, and the water was up to within a foot of where the cars had sat on the road. I cursed and headed back upslope to the jeep.

"Well, what's it like down there?" Mandy asked.

"Well, aside from it raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock," I said, "the water is about to where the cars were parked. And if it keeps up at the same rate, the water will be about 15 feet below us by the time the weather breaks."

I looked around the Jeep. "At least we have plenty of food, and water is not a problem."

Mandy grinned at that. "No, I wouldn't think so."

Cheryl was digging through one of the grocery sacks. "Hey, you even have soap in here!"

I shrugged, "Yeah, I was getting low at home, there's shampoo in there too."

Mandy found a couple of towels that I had bought and never taken into the house for some reason. 

"Shower time." She said. 

Leaving the towels in the Jeep, Mandy took one of the bars of soap and climbed onto the roof of the station wagon.

She was hidden from view by the tarp stretched between the vehicles, but I saw her shorts and t-shirt land on the hood of their car. 

A moment later, Cheryl joined her friend on the roof of their car, and her jeans and t-shirt also ended up on the hood. 

After a bit, both girls scampered off their car and scrambled into the front seat of the Jeep where the towels were. They rubbed and scrubbed themselves dry.

"Sorry, I don't have any dry clothes for you. " I told them.

Mandy just giggled. "We'll get the clothes off the hood when the rain has rinsed them some more, and we'll hang them up to dry in the back of the station wagon."

"Ok by me." I said.

I was arranging the food for easier access and to allow more room in the back.

I set up the stove and started some soup simmering in my biggest pan. While that was getting ready, I put some oil in the frying pan and started that heating. I had some Pillsbury biscuit tubes that I had to use before they went bad and busted out all over.

Mandy started the engine and turned on the radio. I handed them up a couple of beers. 

"Try not to get busted for DUI." I quipped.

Cheryl and Mandy laughed and clinked their bottles together. "If a cop showed up right now, he'd have to bust us for DWN." Mandy said.

"Driving while nude!" Chimed in Cheryl. "WooHoo!"

I just went back to my cooking. I deep fried the biscuits and set them on a paper plate to drain. When I was ready, I got out the bowls, paper plates, and plastic spoons and forks.

"Come and get it while it's hot." I told the girls.

They climbed into the back and sat down cross-legged, (and still buck-ass naked), and dug into the food.

Mandy and Cheryl ate like a couple of starving wolves. When we were done, I began to clean up the mess.

"Let us do that." Cheryl said. I was more than willing, so I scooted into the front seat and left the back to the girls.

I slipped off my shoes and socks, then grabbed a bar of soap from where one of the girls had left it after their al fresco showers.

I went to their car and climbed up onto the roof. I stripped off my clothes, scrubbing them with the bar of soap first. Then I stood there and scrubbed the socks, something that they definitely needed. 




Stranded



After that, I scrubbed my body, letting the cool rain rinse me off.

I gathered all of the clothes up and brought them to the Jeep. I sat in the front seat and wrung as much water as I could out of all the clothes, one piece at a time. I hung the clothes up over the air vents, and turned the heater on low heat, high fan.  

Then I dried myself off 

"The clothes will be dry in an hour or two." I told the girls. 

"Are you sure you have enough gas?" Mandy asked.

"I tapped the fuel gauge. Still well over 3/4 full on the main tank. 

"Oh yeah," I said. "I still have a little over 55 gallons left between the two diesel tanks."

I turned on the radio and listened for the weather broadcast. 

Same old story.

At least 2 and possibly 4 or 5 more days of rain

. I muttered a curse under my breath and slumped back as the music started again. I was just letting my mind wander when I happened to look under the dashboard and see the old CB radio.

I hadn't even turned the damn thing on in over 5 years. But the antenna was still on the roof.

I reached down and flicked the switch, and h numbers lighted right up. I fiddled with the gain and the squelch knobs, finally getting a fairly clear signal. I boosted the volume, and started flipping channels. I turned to channel 9, the emergency CB channel, but could not get a response. So I went back up channel by channel, listening for voices.

On channel 38 I heard people talking very clearly.

"Break 38." I said into the mike. "Mayday, mayday, mayday."

I released the button on the mike. To my immense relief a voice answered right away. "Go ahead Mayday,"

"This is KLX1299. I am stranded by rising water approximately 300 yards west of Everhardt Road, and about 2 miles north of Valencia."

"The voice came back immediately. "This is Cactus Johnny, at my base station in my house. I'll call the sheriff's office and let them know where you are. Are you in immediate danger?" 

"Cactus Johnny, this is the Skyhopper. No, we are not in immediate danger. The water is over Everhardt road, and we are on high ground, we have food and water and can shelter in the vehicles for now."

"Copy that Skyhopper. How many people and how many vehicles?"

"2 vehicles, 3 people." I said.

"I'll keep this frequency open and I'll be back as soon as I call the sheriffs." 

"Thanks Cactus Johnny." I said, and hung up the mike. 

"Now we wait." I told the girls.

"Why didn't you call before?" Cheryl asked.

I blushed. "Because I forgot that I still had the damn thing installed."

Mandy looked at Cheryl and grinned. "Get'im!"

And I found myself the victim of a tickle attack by two very determined naked broads.

They stopped the horseplay instantly though when the radio crackled to life again.

"Break 38 for that Skyhopper." The radio said.

I snatched up the mike. "You got the one and only Skyhopper." I answered. 

"This is Pima County Rescue .is everyone there OK? Over."

"All in good health, and in no immediate danger. Over." I sent back. 

"Can you provide names? Is there anyone we need to contact?"

"Bill Tapp is my name." I told him. Then I keyed the mike open again and held it back for the girls to speak.

"Amanda Davis."

"Cheryl Carter."

The girls shook their heads when I asked if they needed anyone contacted. 

"No one to contact for any of us." I said.

"Roger that." Said the radio. "Both of the ladies were reported as missing, but no one has you listed as gone Mr. Tapp."

"No one misses me enough," I laughed. "We will keep this channel monitored." 

Said Pima County Rescue. "As long as you are not in danger right now, we have other people to see to."

'Thanks again." I said into the mike. I flipped off the radio.

'At least they know where we are." I said.

After a while, I had to take a leak again, so I left the vehicles and walked a few yards to water a bush.

I could see the water from there, and I saw something caught against a bush at the waters edge

. I went down to investigate.

It turned out to be an empty 5 gallon plastic bucket with the lid on tight. I was able to get a hold of the handle and bring it up out of the water.

I carried the prize back up to the cars. Mandy poked her head out. "What'cha got there?" She asked.

"Something that's going to be very handy." I told her

I had her dig in the side compartment of the Jeep and find my folding camp shovel. I took it and dug a nice deep hole behind a bush a couple of yards from the cars. 

I used the shovel to break the bottom of the bucket and trimmed the rest of the bottom away with my pocketknife. 

I set the bucket over the hole and put a head sized rock on the lid to hold it down. 

"Here's a toilet if you need it." I said. "Just lift the lid, sit down, and when you're done, drop a shovel of dirt in the hole and replace the lid."

"Better than squatting out here in the rain." Cheryl said. "I'm always afraid that I'll end up getting bit on the butt by a snake or something."

We were all soaked again by the time we got back to the cars. 

As we wrung our clothes out and hung them up over the heater vents, Mandy declared, "Shit, we've all seen each other naked, so I'm just going to stay that way until the storm stops. No sense in having to dry the damn clothes every time we get out in the rain."

"Sounds good to me." I said.

We let the diesel idle most of the afternoon, charging the batteries and listening to the radio.

Cheryl was finally acting like I was human and not a psycho. 

Mandy was just flat out flirting every chance she got.

Just when I figured that we were going to have a nice and pleasant couple of days, the storm picked up again. 

Small hail, even heavier rains, winds, and a lot of lightning and thunder.

The temperature dropped fast, and I spread the blanket out and had Cheryl crawl through the open drivers window of her car to get the other one. When she came back, I closed the tailgate bottom of the Jeep and lay down between the blankets.

Mandy was clinging to me and shaking with every blast of thunder, and Cheryl was soon on my other side. 

The girls were too scared of he storm to be horny, but I was enjoying the wildness of the storm.

I soon drifted off to sleep, lulled by the warm bodies on either side of me and the motion of the Jeep rocking in the wind.

When I woke up a few hours later, the storm had eased back to the steady downpour without all the theatrics of a few hours ago.

I heard the girls whispering, so I pretended to stay asleep so I could listen to what they were saying.

'Mandy, "Damn it, I say me first, you were too damn scared to say boo before."

Cheryl, "I was the first one to talk to him, so I say me first."

Mandy, "Scissors, paper, stone?"

Cheryl, "OK. One, two, three."

Mandy, "Damn. OK But don't take too damn long, I want my turn too."

! felt Cheryl's hand wandering down my belly and opened my eyes. "There's enough for both of you." I said.

You know, it's amazing how many positions that you can get into in a Jeep Cherokee. 

We tried just about all of them over the next couple of days. 

The storm stopped on the 7th day, and the waters had receded enough to drive out in another couple of days.

Mandy and Cheryl both come out to my place regularly, and I drop in to see them at work.

Every once in a while, we take my Jeep and go out camping for a few days, reliving the week when our lives became intertwined.



Stranded



Deborah Hayes stalked over to the little plane that was scheduled to take her home. She was not having a good day; first she’d forgotten to set her alarm, then she missed her plane, and now she had to take this little rinky dinky plane.

“Hi!” she called out to the man bent over the planes engine. “My name’s Deborah Hayes, I’m scheduled to be on the next flight to Hawai’i. Are you the pilot?” 

Defensively, Deborah’s hand went to her breast as he pulled himself to his full height. He had to be at least 6’2”, a big man with wide shoulders and narrow hips. His dark blue eyes were narrowed against the noon sun; a grease stained black tank top and ripped blue jeans completing the look. Deborah’s knees grew weak at her eyes caressed the hard muscles of his arms. Afraid that he’d be able to see her reaction, Deborah straightened her back and glared at him. He would probably decide she was a bitch, but at least she was safe. It was the only way to keep men from discovering her vulnerability.

Insolently Jack’s eyes ran over her, his full lips twisted in a sneer. Frigid bitch, he thought to himself. One of those chicks that wouldn’t know what to do with a real man if one bit them in the butt. His lips curled into a small smile of amusement at the thought of biting her on her shapely ass. Turning his back on Deborah, Jack bent over to finish changing the spark plugs on Betsy, thinking of Deborah. 

She was a tiny woman, with a nice full set of breasts straining for freedom behind the white silk blouse. Her honey blond hair was restrained into a tight bun, and smoky gray eyes suggested an inner passion. Immediately Jack began to imagine her naked, that pretty hair of hers loose around her shoulder, her eyes smoldering with need.

“Mr. Erickson!” Deborah said impatiently. “I’m in a bit of a hurry here, what is going on?”

Jack looked over his shoulder and glared at her. “Lady, we’re not going anywhere until I‘m finished here. So why don‘t you stop yapping at me while I do my job, hm? ”

Her cheeks flushed, Deborah turned her back on him to climb into the small cockpit. Carefully she fastened her seat belt, studiously ignoring Jack as he slammed down the hood of his plane, and climbed up next to her. He sat there in silence for a second staring at her angrily averted profile, before turning his attention to preparing the plane for flight. 

Eventually they were in the air, the small plane’s engine vibrating the craft. Reaching into her purse, Deborah pulled out a paperback, and opened it, determined to ignore the disturbing man beside her. 

A few hours into the flight, her head jerked up as Jack cursed. 

“What’s wrong?” Deborah asked, growing more concerned as Jack ignored her. He flicked the button for his CB frantically. “God damn it.” he cursed again. “Prepare for an emergency landing,” he said tersely, the muscles of his arms standing out, as he wrestled to keep the plane in a smooth descent.

Deborah carefully put her book in her purse, her hands shaking nervously. A million questions boiled in her mind, but she forced herself to remain silent, not wanting to distract Jack.

Several heart stopping moments later Jack safely landed the airplane safely on a wide sandy beach. “You all right?” he asked Deborah.

Deborah turned wide startled eyes to him, and nodded slightly. “Good.” he said, twisting to open his door. “Stay in here while try and figure out what’s wrong.”

Incredulously Deborah watched him climb out of the cockpit, before muttering an unladylike curse under her breath and climbing out too.

“What the hell is going on here?” she demanded imperiously.

“What the hell does it look like?” he grunted, bent over looking at the engine. “The plane isn‘t working, and I’m trying to find out why. A educated chick like you should be able to figure that out.” he said sarcastically.

Angrily Deborah crossed her arms over her chest, tapping a toe impatiently. A few minutes later, Jack stood up, wiped his forehead. “Well, fuck.” he said.

“What?” Deborah said. Jack ignored her, and walked over to the cockpit, pulling a bottle of water from behind his seat, and drinking deeply.

Deborah stomped over to him. “What the hell is going on here?” she repeated aggressively, her hands on her hips.

“Well, missy, it’s like this.” Jack drawled. “The engines and tracking device have been tampered with, and so has the CB. So we have no way of getting off this island, and no way of letting anyone know where we are.”

Shocked, Deborah stared at him, her mouth open, as he finished off his water. A small hand reached out and grabbed for the purchase as she began to gasp desperately for air.

“Hey, lady, are you ok?” Jack said, grabbing her arm.

“ . . . can’t breath . . . “ Deborah wheezed, sinking dizzily to her knees, black dots swimming before her eyes.

Sighing, Jack bent over and effortlessly lifted her into his arms. Weakly, Deborah struggled, not noticing where they were going until he was knee deep in the surf. She managed a small scream as he dropped her the water with a loud splash.

Soaked and angry, she pulled herself out of the water, cussing. 

“You son of a bitch!” she screamed. 

“Well, at least you can breath.” Jack said unapologetically. He’d take an angry woman over a hysterical one any day.

Furious Deborah pulled back her arm, and slapped him hard across the face, before turning to wade back to the shore. She squeaked with alarm when Jack roughly grabbed her arm, turning her around to face him. His blue eyes dark with anger, his lips were pressed together in an angry line. Deborah had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, knowing that she’d pushed him too far.

“You need a spanking, little girl,” he growled, “And I’m just the man to do it.”

“You wouldn’t . . .” Deborah gasped, then screeched in surprise as he bent over and lifted her over his shoulder. “Put me down!” she screamed, hitting his strong back with her fists. “You asshole!”

Jack stomped back over to the plane, dropping Deborah roughly on her bottom in the sand. Before she could pull herself to her feet, he’d sat down beside her, and was yanking Deborah over his lap. Deborah yelled in shock as his hard hand connected with her bottom with a large CRACK. His other hand pressing firmly on the small of her back, Jack released his anger and frustration on her wiggling ass, not stopping until Deborah lay unresisting over his lap, sobbing. His anger spent, Jack tenderly pulled Deborah into his arms. 

“Shh, shh.” he soothed, as her arms came up to wrap around his neck.

“I’m sorry for hitting you.” Deborah sobbed, clinging desperately to hard strength of his chest.

“You’re forgiven, baby.” Jack said, tipping her face to his with one finger under her chin. “Just don’t do it again,” he warned.

Hiccupping, Deborah nodded her head in agreement, her moist eyes clinging to the strong plains of his face. Wordlessly, Jack lowered his head and masterfully took possession of her mouth. Moaning softly, Deborah arched her head back, her soft mouth parted in anticipation of the possessive thrust of his tongue.



Stranded & Aroused



It sucks having a birthday during the holiday season. At least that's how Kelly felt about it.

Most people combined her birthday present with her Christmas present. A two for one. That means, half the presents.

The good news, however, was that if she was only getting one gift, people usually spent more money to buy her something even nicer (since she was only going to get one gift instead of two). It was something of an unofficial rule, she had come to learn. And she eventually got used to it.

On that particular evening, the small group of college friends got together for a nice little party to celebrate Kelly's birthday. They were a tightly knit group and they had known each other for years. It was an even split between boys & girls. They were a close group and they loved to laugh and have fun.

They all sat around the living room of Kelly's house. They watched as she opened each of the gifts.

It was the usual fun stuff: a popcorn maker, an ice cream maker, clothes, posters, and a few gift cards.

Each time a gift was opened, they all clapped and made jokes. 

"Now for the finally," Joanna said, holding a gift behind her back. "This is something special from all of us. We each chipped in to buy you this."

Kelly playfully squinted her eyes. "Something seems fishy about this."

"From us? No way. You worry too much."

"Alright," Kelly replied skeptically.

"And without further ado, here it is."

Joanna handed Kelly a small wrapped box. Everyone in the room watched with anticipation as the birthday girl took the gift. There was far too much tension in the room for it to be a normal gift. Kelly knew her friends. And she braced herself for a gag of epic proportions. She could just see the mischievous excitement on everyone's face.

She ripped opened the package and looked at the see-through box cover.

Kelly's eyes widened. "Is this...Is this..."

"Happy birthday!" everyone screamed.

"Merry Christmas too!" people screamed also.

"Is this a freaking dildo?" Kelly asked, stunned.

The thing was shaped like a long penis. And there were sexually suggestive images and descriptions on the package.

"It's not," Joanna replied.

"It looks like a dildo to me."

"It's a vibrator," Joanna clarified "Not just any vibrator. It's the new SuperVibMax5000 to be exact. State of the art pleasure. Guaranteed satisfaction or your money back."

Kelly's cheeks turned beet red as she looked around the room to see her friends giggling over the gift. She felt humiliated holding a sex toy in front of everyone, but she tried to take it all in stride. A joke is a joke, after all.

"This is...ummm...rather thoughtful."

"We're not giving you a receipt for that," Joey added. "No way you're returning it. That thing is yours. Forever."

Kelly sighed, "I'm just glad that my parents aren't home. They'd freak if they saw this thing."

"Which is why you'll have to hide it," someone else added. "Got a safe place for it?"

"Nothing is safe from my mom. But I'll try to keep it hidden, I guess. My car would be a safe place for now."

"Don't throw it away either," Joanna said. "That thing is expensive."

"Really? How much?"

"Nearly $400."

Kelly's eyebrows instantly shot upwards. "You spent that much money on something I'm never going to use?!"

"Well, we all chipped in."

"Why?"

"Why not? It's brand new. Plus it was on sale. 25% off. We know how much you love things which are on sale."

Kelly took a deep breath and leaned back on her couch. She was incredulous that her friends had just spent so much money on a gag gift. And she was even more amazed that her friends actually seemed kind of serious about it.

"Can this still be returned?" Kelly asked.

"Can't be done," Joey answered. "We burned the receipt."

"Why would you burn the receipt?"

"To make sure you can't return it. We wanted you to have the latest VibMax. In hindsight, I guess that was a bad idea."

"You think?"

"Focus on the positive side," Shoshanna said. "Now you'll never have a dry spell. As long as you have batteries and privacy, you're guaranteed to have a hot orgasm."

The group of friends laughed and Kelly blushed again.

Before things could get even more embarrassing, Kelly's phone made a beeping noise. She checked a text message.

"It's my parents," Kelly said. "They'll be home soon."

"I guess we better get going," Joanna said. "Awesome party. I hope you like your gifts. And I'm sorry if you didn't like the VibMax5000. It was my idea. I honestly thought you'd get a kick out of it."

Kelly nodded. "I didn't mean to sound ungrateful. It's just...you know...a little weird for me."

"Speaking of weird," Joey inserted. "I've got the weirdest freaking thing at my house. It's only 6, and the night is still young. Shall we continue this awesome party at my place?"

Everyone in the group quickly agreed to continue the party.

Joey had somewhat of a wealthy background, and his father owned a large estate several miles away from the city. It was about a 20 minute drive away.

After some convincing, Kelly decided to go. It sounded like fun and everyone was having a good time.

***

The other friends went ahead. Kelly & Shoshana stayed back for a while to clean up the aftermath of the small party. Then they went on their way.

Before Kelly got in the driver's seat of her small car, she put the SuperVibMax5000 in the backseat.

"This is probably the safest place for this thing," Kelly said. "My mother doesn't look inside my car."

Shoshana buckled her seatbelt and smiled, "I guess that ensures that your road trips will never be boring."

"I'd have to be really really really bored to ever use this thing in my car. I'm talking 10 hour traffic."

"Jeez, that's a high standard."

"That's a reasonable standard for me," Kelly said.

They drove towards Joey's family home in the secluded area. They drove past the city and towards the rural area. 

More snow came. Then more. The temperature seemed to drop also. 

"My goodness," Kelly said. "This snow."

She drove slower. Kelly was upset with herself for not checking the weather reports before agreeing to make the drive. She also regretted not wearing a thicker jacket.

"So you're really not going to use it?" Shoshana asked.

"Why? Do you want it?"

"No."

"If you want it, you can have it. I'm serious. I won't tell anyone."

Shoshana shook her head. "Gifts should never be repackaged. That's my philosophy. All of us chipped in to buy that for you."

"So, to clarify, was that a gag gift? Or was it actually a serious gift that cost $400?"

"To be honest, that gift was totally serious," Shoshana explained. "I don't know, I guess we were joking around too much when we thought about getting it for you."

"But seriously, a freaking dildo."

"It's a vibrator," Shoshana clarified.

"Well, whatever, but why would you get me one of those?"

"Frankly, because we saw the advertisement and it looked awesome. It's highly advanced with all sorts of cool features. No offense, but you're the nerd in our group. We know you love new technology. So we figured, why not?"

Kelly sighed, "Thanks I guess."

The small car suddenly started to make pouty noises. The noises became louder and clunkier. Kelly knew something was wrong and she pulled over to the side of the snowy road.

That's when her car stopped.

"Oh...my...god..." Kelly said to herself.

She tried starting the car a few times, but to no avail.

"God damn piece of shit," Kelly moaned.

The best friends sat back for a moment to consider their options.

"The good news is that Joey's house isn't very far," Shoshanna said. "It's a quick 5 minute walk from here."

"I didn't bring my coat."

"Neither did I. But our destination isn't far. Want to try walking?"

Kelly hesitated. "Okay, if you are."

"Alright, let's go for it."

Shoshana opened the door and stuck her arm out.

"Yowza!!!" Shoshana cried, slamming the door shut. "It's icy cold out there!"

"Better try our phones."

Both girls tried checking their phones to text or call for help. Both of them were out of luck.

"No connection," Kelly said. 

"This weather won't last very long anyway. The last weather report I saw, it should be clear any moment."

"Great point. It shouldn't be too long."

They made small talk for a while as they awkwardly sat in the car. 

"So we have to sit here until it clears?"

"Is there a better idea?" Shoshanna asked.

"I'm sure a car will pass by eventually. We can honk the horn and ask for help. People are really friendly around here."

They sat quietly for a moment. The street was empty and no one came. The worst part was, the snow cleared and they saw Joey's house from the distance. The lights were on, and Kelly was jealous of all the fun the friends were having in the warm cozy home.

"The snow stopped," Kelly said. "Shall we make a run for it?"

"Let me check again."

Shoshana opened the door again, stuck her foot out, then she slammed the door shut.

"Yikes!" Shoshana gasped. "Not as icy as before, but still very cold."

"From now on, we better bring our coats whenever it's freezing outside."

"Understatement of the century."

They sat in the car as the temperature started to drop inside the vehicle. There was no power and no heat. They started to shiver.

"You don't have an extra blanket or some clothes around here?" Shoshana asked.

"Nope. I certainly wasn't prepared for this. I'm freezing. Badly."

"Wait a minute," Shoshana said, with a glimmer of hope in her voice. "I have a brilliant idea."

Shoshanna reached in the backseat and grabbed the SuperVibMax5000. She held it in front of her, to display it for Kelly.

"Can that thing fix my car?" Kelly asked jokingly.

"No. But it might have another use. Here, take a look."

Shoshana turned the package around and showed it to Kelly, who seemed baffled by what she was looking at.

"What am I looking for?" Kelly asked, scanning the words on the package. "All this does is explain the benefits of the VibThingMax200Whatever."

"It's the SuperVibMax5000," Shoshanna clarified. "Look closely. Right over here. Read this."

Shoshana pointed to a very specific claim made on the back of the package. 

"Guaranteed to raise your body temperature," Kelly read out loud.

"Exactly. Isn't that what we need right now?"

Kelly gave her friend a sharp look. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Think about it. We're completely stranded in the middle of a snow storm."

"First of all, the snow already ended," Kelly pointed out. "Secondly, our destination is only a 5 minute walk away."

"I concede both points," Shoshana acknowledged. "But we're freezing and stuck in this car with no other way to keep warm."

Kelly shrugged. "I can't argue with that."

"The batteries are inside the box. Maybe we can turn it on and press it against our bodies. That might keep us warm."

Kelly raised an eyebrow. "That's actually not a bad idea."

"Why? Did you think I wanted us to actually masturbate together?"

They both laughed at the absurdity & misunderstanding of the situation. Shoshana ripped open the package and took the SuperVibMax5000 and put the batteries inside. She briefly read the instructions to learn how to use it.

With a simple twist, the advanced vibrator came to life and began to buzz & vibrate in mysterious ways. It looked intimidating. Especially for the two women who had never used a vibrating sex toy before.

"Success!" Shoshana said. "Do you want to go first? It's your gift after all."

"No thanks. You better go first. I'm scared."

"Okay, fine. Here it goes."

Shoshana held the vibrating device in her hand. She just looked at it for a moment, wondering how it could possibly keep her warm.

At first, Shoshana put the vibrator under her armpit. It seemed like the most reasonable option at the time. It made her ticklish, then she giggled. 

Then she moved it a little downwards.

"Do you mind if I sit on it?" Shoshana asked. "I promise it won't be sexual or awkward in any way."

"Go ahead. Whatever it takes."

"Here it goes."

Shoshana leaned to the side and put the powerful vibrator underneath her right butt cheek. Then she rested her body weight on it. For a few long seconds, it just vibrated underneath her butt.

"Is it working?" Kelly asked. "Feel any warmer?"

"Not really."

Shoshanna pulled the device away and de-activated it. She looked at the instructions & box again. She read everything carefully.

"It says that this device has been scientifically proven to increase body heat once it's being used for the intended purpose- which of course is masturbation."

"Obviously a marketing claim," Kelly pointed out.

"Yeah, but it's probably true. I mean, people warm-up during sex or masturbation. It's pretty much a scientific fact."

"Yeah, a fact which is pretty much useless to us right now."

"Or is it?" Shoshana asked, eyebrow raised.

"Don't give me that look, Shosh. It's freezing in here. You're clearly not thinking straight."

"Why would it be such a big deal?" Shoshana asked. "It's not like I haven't seen you doing it before. Remember that time I accidentally walked in on..."

"Okay, okay..." Kelly interjected. "There's no need to remind me of that. That was a while ago. And it was just an itch."

"Yeah, sure. An itch underneath your panties."

"Hey, it happens. You can't fault me for scratching an itch."

"But your face looked pretty satisfied, well, at least until you saw me standing there."

"So?" Kelly said defensively. "Of course I looked satisfied, I was taking care of an itch. It wasn't, like, you know, masturbating or anything."

"Are you saying you never masturbate?"

Kelly gulped. "Everyone does it."

"Then there's nothing to be ashamed of. Right now we're two girls in survival mode. It's like the wilderness out here."

Kelly pointed forward. "Actually I can see Joey's house right over..."

"It's the wilderness, you hear me? The wilderness. What do you think Rambo would do if he was here? Huh? Do you think he would just sit around and freeze until he became a popsicle?"

"No, Rambo would just get out of the car and walk for 5 minutes until he reached the destination. He wouldn't sit in the car and jerk-off to keep warm. No way. He's tougher than that."

"But that's not us," Shoshana noted. "We're wimps. And we're stuck here until a car comes by. My point is, we need to do something. Anything. We need to do whatever it takes to survive." 

"By masturbating with the MaxVibe800?"

"It's the SuperVibMax5000," Shoshana clarified. "And it might be our only hope. Here it goes."

"Please don't tell me you're serious."

Shoshana activated the vibrator. "I'm totally serious. Watch me."

With that, Kelly watched in complete surprise as Shoshana guided the vibrating sex toy down below. Shoshana gently pressed the tip of the vibrator against the outside of her pants, where her vagina was. She held it against her crotch as the device vibrated.

"Is it working?" Kelly asked nervously.

Shoshana thought for a moment. "Not really. It feels really nice though. This is worth every penny."

The sound of the VibMax echoed in the small car. It was a distinct buzzing noise which was sort of hypnotic. Kelly watched as her best friend held the device against her crotch.

"This isn't working," Shoshana said, turning the device off. "God it's cold. I think we need more desperate measures."

"Like?"

"Mind if I go full contact? It's the only way."

Kelly squinted. "Full contact? As in..."

"We give this vibrator a try. Neither of us have used one before. Plus it's your birthday. Let's do something totally crazy."

"Sosh, trust me, a car will be coming soon and we'll be fine. There's no need for any sort of masturbation in my car."

It was far too late and Shoshana had a devilish look of excitement on her face. She swiftly undid her pants and pulled them down to her ankles. It was a brazen move which left Shoshana's bare butt on the seat.

Kelly's eyes immediately focused on the large dark patch of curly pubic hairs. It was the first time she had ever seen Shoshana's bush.

"My goodness, is that a bush or a small animal?"

Shoshana gave a shrug. "What can I say? I'm Jewish. Comes with the territory. Why? You aren't anti-Semitic, are you?"

"Of course not. I love giant bushes. I wish mine was that dark and thick and curly."

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not."

"At this point, neither can I."

Shoshana held up the vibrator and activated it. "Back to business. Wish me luck."

Both of their eyes looked down as the powerful vibrator made its way to Shoshana's hairy pussy. The tip of the vibrator touched the clit and Shoshana instantly reacted. Her body jerked and she hunched over, still holding the sex toy to her pussy.

"Are you okay?" Kelly asked with concern.

Shoshana briefly moved the device away. "I'm fine. Wow this vibrator is powerful."

"Does that mean you're getting dressed now?"

Shoshana smiled, "Not a chance."

The vibrator was brought down for a second round. This time, Shoshana was far more prepared for the intense feeling to come. She brought the device to her pussy and managed to hold it there. It was the ultimate clitoral stimulation, and she tried her hardest to embrace it.

"God...God...God..."

"Are you okay?" Kelly asked.

"I'm heating up already. Wow this is good."

Shoshana leaned back and stretched her legs, while still holding the vibrator to her hairy pussy. She closed her eyes and enjoyed herself, in full view of her best friend. At that moment, there was intimacy between them which they had never shared before. 

Moans began to escape Shoshana's lips. Kelly watched as her best friend turned into a sexually possessed masturbator. And it was arousing to say the least.

It was the first time Kelly had ever watched anyone masturbate. There was something so naughty about it, like she was seeing the most intimate moment of her best friend's personal life. 

"Oh wow," Shoshana groaned, her muscles tightening. "Oh wow. Oh wow. This device is so intense. God."

Kelly watched in awe as Shoshana's entire body tightened. Shoshana's lower back formed an arch. Her legs straightened and her feet pointed forward. The vibrator was worked up & down the clitoris & labia. It was pushed beneath Shoshana's thick bush towards her aching pussy.

"I...think...I'm...going...to...cum..." Shoshana gasped with her eyes closed.

It was at that moment when Shoshana's legs started to shake and wiggle. It was an unbelievable sight which came from an unbelievable orgasm.

Shoshana's mouth was wide open and there were short panting noises coming out. The orgasm was definitely intense. 

The vibrator was moved away from the hairy pussy and Shoshana de-activated the sex toy. Her body was finally able to relax again. Her breaths were deep and heavy.

"Holy crap," Shoshana said. "Holy crap. Wow. This VibMax is worth every single freaking penny. Wow."

"I can tell. You look...I don't know...glowing..."

"Feel my face."

Shoshana grabbed Kelly's wrist and brought it to her face. Kelly felt it with the back of her hand.

"You're actually pretty warm," Kelly noted.

"I'm almost sweating."

"Well, good for you."

"Good for both of us," Shoshana said happily. "Your turn. You'll be freezing without it."

"No way. Absolutely not."

Shoshana held the sex toy in front of Kelly.

"You have absolutely no idea what you're missing. This thing is legit."

"I'll pass," Kelly politely smiled.

"Come on. Don't be a prude on your birthday."

Kelly looked at the trickles of wetness on the vibrator which Shoshana had just used. Then Kelly looked down at Shoshana's pubic hairs, which also appeared to have trickles of wetness. Even under the moonlight, it was visible.




Stranded & Aroused



There was no sign of Shoshana relenting. Shoshana continued to hold the vibrator up until Kelly took it.

"Maybe another time," Kelly said. "In private."

"I can tell you're freezing. Come on, try it. I won't tell anyone. Our little secret. Believe me, I don't want anyone knowing that I just came in front of you. It's weird. But since we're best friends, it's okay to be weird in front of each other. That's what best friends are for, right?"

"You're like a drug dealer trying to get me hooked on drugs, aren't you?" Kelly joked.

"Sure, except this isn't bad for your health. It's great for your health. Although I admit that it's highly addictive."

Kelly sighed. "Just this once. Only because it's freezing cold. Promise you won't tell anyone, right?"

"I swear. No one will ever know."

Kelly reluctantly took the vibrator. It was heavy. She looked at it closely and stared at Shoshana's vaginal fluids.

"Relax," Shoshana said. "It's just pussy juice. No one is expecting you to eat it or anything. Just put it down below."

"Can I keep my pants on?"

"Nope. Won't work. It needs bare pussy contact. Undo your pants missy."

Kelly took a deep breath and put the vibrator in the cup holder. Then she undid her pants and slowly pulled them down to her ankles. At that point, both of the best friends had their pants down and their pussies exposed.

"Well, well, well," Shoshana said, looking at Kelly's pussy. "Looks like I'm not the only person who's a little hairy at the moment."

Kelly looked down at her trimmed bush. "I haven't groomed it in a while. Plus no one keeps a shaved muff in the middle of winter. It'll be cold."

"My thoughts exactly," Shoshana smiled.

"I guess I should get started now."

"Yes, you should."

Kelly picked up the vibrator and looked at the thing. She was marveled by the advanced design. Then she twisted the bottom to activate the small motor. It buzzed in her hand and made a loud noise which intimated her.

"Wait," Kelly said, de-activating the sex toy.

"Is something wrong?"

"Just so you know, it usually takes me a while to climax. I guess I'm one of those women who have trouble reaching an orgasm. It's fairly common, you know."

Shoshana gave a sympathetic nod. "Plenty of women are like that. Here, I'll help you. What's your favorite fantasy? Any particular fetishes?"

"I really don't think we should..."

"Don't be shy. I'm trying to help you."

Kelly thought for a moment. "I love the whole teacher/student thing. That's always really hot."

"Nice choice," Shoshana nodded. "When you masturbate with the vibrator, imagine Professor Bell meeting with you in his large private office. He tells you that you've been a bad student, and that you need to be punished. He bends you over the table and pulls your panties down. Then he spanks you 20 times. Then he fucks you in the pussy. Maybe in the ass, if you're interested in that sort of thing. When you leave his office, you get an A for the class."

"Jeez, Shoshana, I could cum right now hearing you talk like that."

Shoshana smiled, "It's a dirty gift I have. Now get started. I really want to see this."

"Okay, right."

Kelly activated the vibrator and took a deep breath. She looked closely at the vibrating thing and appreciated its strength. It was now or never. She lowered the device towards her trimmed pubic hairs. She decided that she was going to start with her labia first. The device might be too powerful for her sensitive little clitoris.

The moment the vibrator touched Kelly's pussy lips, it caused her body to jerk.

"Ouch," Kelly gasped, moving the sex toy away.

"It's difficult at first. But you'll get used to it."

"I better."

Kelly tried again. Lowering the sex toy to her labia. This time, she held the vibrator tightly and rubbed her labia with it, up & down. She did it until her pussy got used to the powerful vibrating sensation. It was her first time ever using a vibrator, and it was a pretty unusual experience.

It was finally time for her clit. She moved the vibrator up a few centimeters and it touched the tip of her small (but very sensitive) clitoris. It sent a jolt up her spine and woke her up more than a dozen cups of coffee. The sensation was far stronger than she had expected it to be. At that point, she wasn't sure if she was enjoying it or not.

But she held it there. After a few more seconds, her clitoris became accustomed to the vibrations, and she decided that she liked it. She breathed and moaned softly. It was pretty embarrassing to moan & masturbate in front of her best friend, but she had nothing to be shy about, since Shoshana had just finished doing the exact same thing.

"Kelly," Shoshana softly whispered.

"Yes."

"Do you mind if I finger myself? You know, while I watch you?"

It was the last thing Kelly expected to hear, while the vibrator was still touching her pussy. She instantly wondered if Shoshana was a secret lesbian or something (not that Kelly would have minded at all). 

"Why not?" Kelly replied, still playing with herself. "I guess that'll make things less awkward since we'll both be doing it at the same time."

"Right. Plus it keeps us warm."

"Exactly."

Kelly watched as Shoshana brought her finger down and played with her own clitoris. It was a surreal moment as the best friends both masturbated in the small car together. Kelly used the powerful sex toy. Shoshana used her finger. And it was pretty awesome.

It was the absolute craziest thing they had ever done together. Both of them masturbating, side-by-side.

The self-pleasuring was achieving the desired effect. Both of the girls felt their body temperatures rising and their faces becoming warming. 

"Are you thinking about the hot professor fantasy?" Shoshana asked, trying her best to hide the lust in her voice.

"I...ummm...yeah...if you want me to."

"I think it would be so cool if we thought about the same thing," Shoshana said. "You know, like that would make this even more exciting. Both of us using the same hot fantasy."

The powerful vibrator continued to deliver its powerful sensation to Kelly's clitoris. Shoshana continued to rub her own clitoris with the tip of her finger. 

In the heat of the moment, Kelly was up for anything.

"Sure," Kelly said, adjusting the vibrator slightly. "Let's think about getting fucked by Professor Bell together. Not at the same time, of course."

Shoshana smiled, "Of course not."

The best friends focused intensely on their own masturbation. Kelly became more comfortable using the advanced vibrator. She moved it up & down her pussy. She enjoyed the high quality of the product. It was certainly a much more powerful feeling than simply using her fingers. 

Shoshana leaned further back and rubbed her clitoris with two fingers. She used her standard masturbation technique, which was a clockwise rub, going faster and faster. It was a technique that never failed her.

What they shared in common was that they fantasized about the very erotic professor/student scenario. Their imaginations were hard at work. They imagined themselves in the professor's office, being told they were bad students. Then being told to bend over the desk. Then being spanked. Then being ravished.

Kelly imagined herself being tenderly fucked in her pussy. Meanwhile, Shoshanna imagined herself being violently fucked in the ass (her dark fantasy).

The small car filled with moaning noises from both girls. And of course, the distinct sound of the advanced vibrator.

"Are you close?" Shoshana asked with a soft voice.

"Gosh yeah. This is so hot."

"Uh huh. At this rate, we might need to roll the windows down. It's getting steamy in here."

Kelly giggled as she masturbated. "I don't think we're that close yet."

"Then why not take things to the next level. For you, at least."

Kelly looked at her masturbating friend. "What do you mean?"

"The SuperVibMax5000. Why don't you take it to level 2."

"Level 2?"

"Here, let me show you."

Shoshana reached over, and Kelly watched her friend, wondering what was about to happen next. Shoshana pushed a button on the VibMax, and the advanced vibrator suddenly kicked into a higher gear.

The vibrator displayed its latest technology and began to deliver a unique sensation to Kelly's pussy. Kelly wanted to move her hand away, but Shoshana gently held the vibrator in place. It vibrated with a powerful, yet controlled, intensity. It had the strength of a power tool, but it was designed to pleasure a sensitive woman's pussy.

"Oh...My...Goodness!!!" Kelly yelped. "This is crazy!"

Shoshana's eyes widened. "This is fucking hot!"

At that point, Shoshana didn't need to hold the vibrator down anymore. Kelly was doing it on her own. And with full strength. Kelly pressed the vibrator tightly against her aching pussy. There was some pain, but mostly pleasure. It was the kind of pleasure that was addictive. At that point, Kelly knew she would be hooked in the future.

It was an incredible sight for Shoshana, who returned to her own masturbation, using two skilled fingers.

They continued what they were doing down below. They continued with their wild fantasies. They did it so openly while they sat close to each other. There was nothing to be ashamed of. It was a gripping pleasure for the both of them.

"I'm close," Kelly whispered.

Shoshana whispered back, "Me too. Let's finish this."

They kept a laser-like focus on their masturbation and pleasure. Kelly rubbed the vibrating device up & down her pussy. She noted how smooth the surface felt. She noted the unusual vibrations it was making, which was specifically designed to give women orgasms. She pushed the vibrator between her vaginal lips and it made her gasp. Her eyes closed and she enjoyed herself.

Shoshana continued her rubbing. Her eyes closed too. They enjoyed their sexual fantasies and self-pleasure.

The temperature in the car began to rise as both girls became hotter. Their body heat climbed at a fast pace.

"Oh god," Kelly gasped. "I think I'm going to burst!"

The muscles in Kelly's body tightened as she returned the vibrations to her sensitive clit. The vibrator was on full blast and it was taking its toll. Her legs went straight and her toes straightened in her shoes. 

The orgasm came and her face suddenly felt hot. An intense pressure was between her legs and she squirted a little on the seat. The squirt came in short trickles. The next few trickles of squirt went down to the floor and even stained her pants. 

Her breaths became fast panting sounds. It was a nuclear orgasm, all thanks to the SuperVibMax5000 that her friends bought her.

She breathed a huge sigh of relief and de-activated the device. The vibrating noises ended, and Kelly heard the detailed sounds of Shoshana masturbating right next to her.

"Almost there...almost there," Shoshana breathed.

Kelly watched her best friend masturbate until she reached an almost equally powerful climax. It was the second time Shoshana had came that night. Shoshana sat upright and furiously rubbed her clitoris until she gasped loudly. Her legs shook and she squirted on the car seat again.

It was done. And they both went into a total relaxation mode.

"Phew," Shoshana sighed. "That was really intense."

"You got that right."

They gave each other a high five.

The best friends laid back on their seats. Their pants still around their ankles. Their legs spread. Pubic hairs on full display. Their vaginas still very exposed. At that point, neither of them cared that they were partially naked. After their orgasms, nothing really mattered anymore. 

Kelly looked at the windows of her car and noticed that steam was forming. It made her smile knowing how hard they had masturbated together. 

"I guess this makes us masturbation buddies," Shoshana pointed out.

"There's a terrifying thought."

"But oh so satisfying."

Headlights suddenly appeared behind them. A car was approaching from down the road.

"Someone's coming," Kelly said frantically. "Quick, let's get dressed."

"Yikes."

Kelly hid the vibrator underneath her seat. Both friends quickly pulled their pants up and made themselves presentable again. Help had arrived. And they were relieved. Their orgasms left them with smiles on their faces.

The car had stopped behind them to offer help. Kelly and Shoshana got out of their stranded vehicle to talk to the other driver.

Before they got out, Kelly turned to her friend.

"This is the best birthday I've ever had."

Shoshana winked.

The End

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Stranded at the Cabin



We had the cabin for the weekend. The kids had things to do Saturday morning. So, one of the Grandparents said they would drive them up after the kids were done. Friday we got a late start up there, and barely got the place heated up before it was time to get some sleep. So much for our romantic evening alone, but getting some sleep was a great thing on it’s own.

It was about ten in the morning before we awoke to the sounds of silence. There was still a log on the fire that was giving off some heat. Which made it very easy to start the fire. The aroma of coffee, and cinnamon rolls started to fill the air. I went over to the sliding glass door and opened the curtains. To my surprise the whole forest was white. It must have snowed last night after we went to bed. Just then your cell phone rang, it was one of the Grandparents telling us that it had snowed in the city too. They said that they didn’t feel like driving them up to the cabin but that the kids could stay with them until we made it back. We decided that it would be best to try and make it back tomorrow, hoping that things would get better.

You walked over to me, and we stood looking out the door for a while. Then we started hugging and kissing. A little light groping followed. You said that we had all day for that, and maybe we should eat our breakfast before it got cold. That sounded like a good idea, and I needed to chop some more wood for the rest of the day soon. We ate breakfast; I got dressed and headed out to the shed to cut firewood. 

After chopping wood for what only seamed a few minutes, although must have been much longer. When I stopped to stack the wood on the porch, it appeared that I had cut enough for two weekends. About mid way through stacking the wood you must have become bored waiting for me to finish. You appeared at the window fully dressed. Taking your off top, and then the bra. You started to massage your breasts, and press them together. You took one hand to your mouth and put a finger to your lips and started sucking it. Then slowly ran it down your cheek, neck and between your beasts. Cupping them again you then pressed them to the window, and moved your torso up and down on the window. A bunch of snow slid off the shed roof and made a noise. I turned to look and when I turned back the beautiful view in the window you was gone. 

I hurried to finish with the wood and put the ax back. Finally, I was finished and rushed back to the cabin. When I got in you were dressed and sitting by the fire reading a book. I tried to cozy up to you but you said that I was too slow, and that you were not in the mood any more. Then suggesting that we go take a walk to the stream. We got our coats and gloves on, I put some more wood on the fire and we headed off. 

We had taken the dog along with us, so of coarse he was leading the way. Looking up trying to hunt squirrel. Walking down the road way was pretty easy most of the way. The path to the stream was another story. What normally was a bit of a challenge really took some effort. We made it to the bank of the stream, and the dog fell in. As luck would have it for him, he jumped right out then started hunting squirrels again.

It was a great scene, the snow falling, and the sound of the water cascading over the rocks. With you kneeling near the streams bank, while looking down stream. 

Then you picked up a rock and tossed it across the river. Standing up you tossed another then another. Bending over to pick up a hand full of rocks I started towards you as you stood up. You started throwing rocks across the stream again when I asked what you were trying to hit. Raising your arm over to the distance you pointed to a branch. The branch had been river washed, it had no leafs or bark. It was sitting balanced on a large rock. Still feeling a little pumped up from the log splitting. I reached down to pick up a few rocks. Just as I was about to through one, you said I bet you can’t hit it. Well, I’ve never been one to turn down a challenge, and said back I bet I can. Tossing one rock wildly way over target, you said see what you did. You pointed as a bunch of snow came falling off a tree branch that I had hit. Ok, I get two more chances. You said that sounds fine, but what do I get when you lose. What ever you want, I won’t miss two more times. Tossing the next rock it fell a little short of the target this time. You were smiling as I looked in your direction. Being a little too cocky: I said are you ready to walk back to the cabin naked after this one hits the branch. You just stared at the branch and said that you didn’t think that there was anything for you to worry about. Sizing up the rock in my hand I eyed the branch and let the rock fly. It hit the rock that the branch was on and flew into the air landing about two feet in front of me.

You just started laughing, and then told me that I could keep my boots on the way back to the cabin. Well a bet was a bet so I started to disrobe. Once I got to my pants and shorts I noticed that my balls were disappearing and my penis was going to look like a cocktail wiener if we didn’t make it back soon.

So off we headed I going a little faster than you. I was a head of you past the bend in the road just before the cabin. When I heard a splash and you saying oh shit. I turned and started walking back to you and found that you had fallen in a puddle and were soaking from almost your head to your toes. Now, it was my turn to laugh a bit. I walked over and helped you up saying that we better get back before both of us end up catching a cold.

When we got in I grabbed a few logs to put on the fire to get it going. You were stripping off your wet clothes and putting them in the bathroom to dry. I took the two fake fur blankets and cleared some room near the fire. I made a bed for us by the fire and suggested that you come join me. I didn’t want you to get hypothermia or anything. You were covered by goose pimples as you raced over to the warmth of the fire.

Soon you were in the covers with me and we began to rub each other’s arms and legs to try to warm up. Our bodies had begun to warm as your skin turned back to its soft warm feel. Then we began to kiss each other on the lips, and then holding each other closer. I pulled you towards me as my hand massaged your back, and then down to you ass and legs. As you parted them so I could insert on of my leg between yours. My hand continued to move from your ass down your legs and then up to your back. You felt so good, so warm and inviting. Your hand had been moving from my back to my ass and then up to my chest. Were you would pinch my nipples occasionally. I started to kiss my way to your neck and ears, while my hands were concentrating on your breasts. Then my head worked its way down to your breasts. I licked the nipples, then around, and around as your nipples grew harder and longer. Then I blew on them a few times before engulfing them in my mouth. Now it was time to start working my way to the valley between your breasts and down your stomach. Kissing and licking I made my way slowly between your lovely legs. I rubbed my head up and down your thighs alternating back and forth between your legs.

Finally I stopped in the middle and began to lick you slit. I was going to enjoy every minute of this. First my tongue moved up and down opening your pussy more each time it passed. Then I began to make long strokes sticking my tongue in you each pass ending on your clit. It was sticking out so I liked around it very carefully not to touch it directly. It was time to start in on your hole, so I stuck my tongue in licking around the lips as it emerged. I brought a hand up to your pussy and spread the lips of your pussy. Again I licked up and own your slit. This time only spending time on your clit each time my tongue hit the top. Then again: each time spending just a little more time on your clit. My mouth covered our clit as I began to lick it harder and then sucking on you while continuing to work your clit over. Slowly the two fingers spreading your lips apart began to sink in to your pussy. Back and forth they moved. Gently hitting the upper bump of your pussy. My tongue work started to become more of a lapping motion as my fingers were beginning to move quickly. I could feel your pussy start to stretch, and your legs were rising toward your chest. Soon your hands were pushing my head into you, and legs were muffling my ears. You began softly: oh yeah, oh yeah. Building a bit more: oh god yeah, oh god that feels so good. Then an outright: Oh god yes, oh yeah oooohhhh god!!!

After giving you a while to recover and get your head back on. You looked over to me and said, ”Thanks, I sure needed that”. Then you said, “ Now it’s my turn, lay back and relax”.

You pushed me on my back and came up to me. Giving me a hot soulful kiss, sticking your tongue deep in my mouth and cleaning the rest of your juices from my face. I could feel your nipples softly swaying back and forth across my chest as we kissed. Eventually the kiss was broken off and you started on my neck and ears, while continuing the gentle contact with your nipples. Starting down my chest you licked and sucked on my nipples my penis was now right between your breasts. I loved the feeling of them knocking into my penis with every movement back and forth. Then you began to move down to my penis.

You started to lick the slit of my penis, then licking around the head. Your skilful tongue moved down the shaft and back up again. Engulfing the head into your hot mouth, and sucking lightly. Tonguing down the shaft a few more time. I felt my balls being gently sucked into your mouth. First one nut, and then the other over, and over again you expertly worked on them. You reached up and grabbed my penis while continuing to work on my balls. Then the stroking started all the while sucking on my balls. This was one of the best feelings I have ever had. Soon I could feel that my end was coming. 

I asked you to stop and get on you back. You said you had a better idea “ I think that playing hop on pop would be much better”. Pushing me back you moved up and straddled yourself over my penis. Raising up a bit you guided it into you. Then began to slowly lower your self onto me. While grinding back and forth your breasts were swaying just inches from my face. This was more than I could take. Moving my head up I began licking on your breasts. Alternating between them, sucking and licking your rock hard nipples. It was all becoming too much for me. I laid back and began massaging your breasts, and tweaking your nipples. Your movements were becoming more of a bucking action as you slammed your self down. I could feel your pussy muscles start to constrict around me. 

You began moving back and forth more wildly. Biting on your upper lip. Then you said, “Oh this feels so good”. I want you to cum in me, fill me with your cum. Oh yeah, that’s it, do it, oh god fuck me. Well that was all the encouragement I needed. My missile achieved maximum velocity and began to explode on target. You said, “ oh god yes, I can feel you filling me”. Ooohh God, God yes mmmmmmmm. Slumping over onto me. You tried to embrace me as I lay on the floor exhausted. Eventually you sat up and slow raised yourself off my now shrinking penis. Standing you decided that it was shower time. Leaving me lying on the floor wearing just a smile.

I looked over at the clock and noticed that it was only four pm. We still had to make dinner and a whole evening ahead of us.

But that’s another story.



Stranded by a Snowstorm



The announcement came over the loudspeakers at O'Hare airport but the results were soon to be seen on every one of the Arrival/Departure Screens throughout the airport. The snowstorm that had hit the area was shutting down the place. I rushed to the counter to see if the airline was going to put us up in hotels or if they had made any arrangements with the local hotels to give us discounted rates on a room. No, and No. It was up to us to fend for ourselves.

I called our corporate travel agency and put them to work getting me a room. When I called back a half-hour later I was pleased to hear they had gotten me not just a room but a suite. Whew, I was going to be treated like a queen for the night. The hotel was just a short cab ride from the airport but that tuned out to be a major problem. The taxis didn't want to give up their spot in line for just a short ride ... they wanted longer fares. I went back inside and found one of those big racks showing pictures of the hotels in the area with a phone so you could call them directly with just a push of a button. I got mine and they said they had limo service throughout the airport and if I would go out and stand by the limo area, one would be by shortly.

As I was making this call I couldn't help but hear a young woman trying desperately to find a room for herself. She was in her late teens and not too bad looking. I listened to her for a short time and then interrupted and offered to share my suite with her if she was interested. Interested, she damn near jumped me.

"Oh yes, I am dead tired and can't bear to think of sitting in this airport all night by myself. You are sweet to offer it."

We went outside and waited where I was told to be and sure enough a van with a logo of the hotel plastered all over it pulled up and we had a ride to our sleeping quarters for the night.

I started our conversation with, "By the way, my name is Judy and I am thirty six incase you are wondering," and she responded with "and mine is Catherine and I am twenty."

The suite was just that. It had a bedroom with a king size bed, a huge bath with a very nice sitting room for TV, writing desk with a mini fridge full of booze and all kinds of little treats.

"Catherine, it would appear we are going to be sharing the big bed unless you want to camp out on that small sofa in the sitting room."

"The sofa looks kind of small so I'd just as soon share the bed with you unless you would rather sleep alone. If so, I'll make do in the sitting room." She answered.

"Oh hell, I invited you to share a room and when I did I never thought we would have our own beds so we will share this big one." I said all the while looking at her sweet young figure with lust in my eyes.

"I haven't eaten and before this place gets overwhelmed I would make the suggestion that we either go down to the dining room or have room service bring up a dinner. What do you say?" 

"I'd prefer we ate in the dining room if you wouldn't mind. I like to have some room when I am eating rather than try and do it on my lap." She answered. 

"Not at all. Let's go."

We had a nice dinner with perhaps a few too many drinks. I put the tab on the room so the company was going to pay for it and that thrilled Catherine. We were amazed at the number of people who had taken the airport van to the hotel without having a reservation in the hopes their very presence would get them a room. It wasn't working for them. 

"Catherine, we better get back up to the room before there is a revolt down here and these people storm the rooms." 

I couldn't bring myself to think that would happen but it was getting nastier by the minute at the front desk. The desk clerk had already called security who posted two guards there but the crowd was at least well over seventy-five and it was growing with each van load. I was damn glad we had gotten our dinner before they also realized they needed more than a room. There was a bit of a feeling of guilt as we moved past the crowd and onto an elevator to take us to our room but it wasn't so bad I was willing to share any more of the room. 

We chatted about lots of things but most of all, our interrupted trip. I was going on a business trip and she was going to visit her grandparents. I was divorced and she had never had a boyfriend. Wow, that struck me as strange and when I asked her why all she would say was: 

"Boy's don't turn me on and besides I am not that attractive."

I went over to her and stood in front of her and put one hand under her chin and simply said, 

"You are out of your fucking mind. You are very attractive." She sort of recoiled at my use of the profanity.

We were standing near a full- length closet door mirror and I went up behind her and made her face the thing with me right behind her. 

"Hey dummy, take a look at the girl you are saying 'isn't very attractive'. If you still think that after looking at yourself I ought to make an appointment for you with an ophthalmologist for a thorough eye exam." 

I was right behind her and put my arms around her and cupped her breasts and she gasped.

"Besides being attractive you have a very nice figure. Just look at these lovely breasts." I said as I was putting a little motion in my cupping of them. I lifted them and just nodded at our images in the mirror. Neither of us were beauty queens but I was hoping my caresses would lead to something a whole lot more.

"Do you think that or are you just saying that to be nice? She asked quizzically.

"Catherine, stand back and drop your skirt. I want to see your complete figure."

"What do you mean. Are you asking me to get naked?"

"Well, that wasn't what I was asking but in a little while you will be as close to naked as you can be when we get ready for bed."

"Yeah, I guess." She said and she reached around and dropped her skirt and laid it over the arm of a chair.

She had gorgeous hips and legs and as I had her pirouette I could see through her panties she didn't shave her pubic area. I was quickly dreaming of getting my face buried between her long legs.

"Now take off your blouse but leave your bra on." I instructed.

She did and I was then looking at a very desirable twenty-year-old gal.

"Catherine. Let me ask you something you don't have to answer if you choose not to. Are you a virgin?"

You could have used the blush from her face to read by. "Yes, I am and I am embarrassed about that."

"Why are you embarrassed?"

"Because I am twenty and all of the other gals in school had sex by the time they were eighteen."

"Here's another question you can choose not to answer, Have you ever ben real close to another girl?"

She looked at me knowing full well what I was asking but she didn't want to discuss it in any detail, "No, I have seen some I would have liked to be with but they obviously thought I wasn't pretty enough."

"Geez, will you stop that self deprecating stuff. You are a nice looking gal." And with that I unhooked her bra and let it drop. She caught it at her waist and sort of screeched, "What are you doing?"

I just wanted you to look at your lovely breasts that many gals would die to have. Look at them. She had her head turned to look at me and I almost shouted, "No, look at them, not at me." 

She turned to look at the mirror and I was still behind her and once again I reached around her and put my hands under her breasts, except this time they were bare.

"Now take a look," as I opened my own blouse and unhooked my bra. "Your tits are every bit as large as mine." I then reached down and dropped the pants of my pantsuit and stepped out of them saying, "and your figure is by far better than mine and I don't have any trouble getting close to guys or gals." 

I figured I had to do something to get this to continue so I suggested, "Hey, how about I get us a couple of drinks out of the mini bar and we can drink them while we are in the sack talking?"

I didn't wait for an answer and went over and got the drinks and led the way in to the bedroom. She followed close behind.

I laid my things over the arm of another easy chair and grabbed my small traveling case and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take off my makeup. "I'll be there in a minute." I shouted.

She was right behind me and used the other sink for her night stuff and by then I was bare ass naked. I could see that she was sneaking peeks of me in the huge wall size mirror in front of us and to tell the truth I was doing the same to her. The way she was standing her tits were only really visible part of the time.

It was only a few minutes and I was tossing the covers down on the bed and pouring our drinks from the mini containers. She came back to the bed saying that she ought to dig out her night gown and I asked why for I was going to sleep in the nude as usual. The drinks may have loosened her up a bit for she sort of threw her skirt over her shoulder saying 'Why not?" 

She kind of jumped into the bed the way kids usually do and then reached over to the nightstand and got the drink I had put there for her.

I scooted over on the bed to be nearer to her and said, "Catherine, look down at your breasts and then look at mine and can't you see how yours are far more attractive?"

She did and answered, "Well, sort of."

"Sort of? Give me your hand."

She did and I took it in mine and pulled it to rest on my breast. "Now give it a little squeeze and then take your other hand and put it on one of your own and give it a squeeze and you will see how much firmer yours are than mine."

"Gee, you're right."

"Judy, I can see you shave yourself down there. Why do you do that?"

"Well, there isn't any mystery about it. I wear a bikini type of bathing suit and I didn't like my pubic hair sticking out around the edges of it so I shaved most of it. Do you like it?"

"I have never seen one like that before. The showers in the girl's gym were all in stalls and the girls would have a towel around themselves as they came out of them. Does it hurt to shave it?"

"No, not at all. All you really have to do is to trim it way down with scissors and then use shaving cream and a BIC type of razor. You can use an electric razor but I never did. I'd be happy to do it for you if you want. Keep in mind though that once you do it you will have to keep doing it or the stubble will drive you crazy. But you'll be able to wear a bikini type of suit and show off your pretty figure instead of hiding it the way you do." 

She just giggled and it was obvious she was feeling the effects of the drinks she had at dinner and the one she was drinking right then. 

"OK, please do it for me."

I dug our a pair of scissors I use for work out of my briefcase and told her we ought to do it in the bathtub so she rolled off the bed and followed me in but not before grabbing her drink for company.

The hotel had provided a small traveler's kit including a razor and shave cream so besides my scissors we were set.

"Catherine, I want you to sit on the side of the tub and I'll trim it and wash the trimmings down the drain. Then we'll have you sit in the tub and we'll put a couple of inches of warm water in and it will soften up your hair to make it easier to shave. OK?"

"OK barber lady." She replied with an alcoholic laugh 

I started trimming and obviously had to ask her to spread her legs a little. She obeyed instantly with a huge giggle. My fingers just naturally trailed down over her pussy lips as I was trimming and I couldn't wait to do the actual shaving in that spot. The trimming only took a few minutes and I was running the water to wash down the hair and then told her to wait a moment before we put the stopper in the tub.

I had her slide down and get the stubble wet to soften it and she obeyed perfectly. I let her sit there for a few minutes and used the excuse of wanting to get it real soft so I just had to run my fingers around the whole area. Following that I drained the tub and smeared the shave cream all over her pussy. I made sure my fingers dropped down between her pussy lips and just lightly brushed against her clit in passing. It was then time for the shave.

She had slid up to where she was sitting at the top of the tub and I was busy shaving away. I had the water running and going down the drain to wash the razor every time I had a glob of cream on it and then back to the shaving. I began using the fingers on one hand to spread her pussy lips while my other hand was busy with the razor. All of a sudden I could feel her shudder and then let out a small moan.

I kept up exactly what I was doing but I then let the fingers on the hand that was opening her pussy lips also slide up and occasionally touch her clit. That brought on a much bigger shudder.

"Slide forward honey and we'll get you rinsed off."

As I was splashing water up on her crotch to wash off the shave cream I was also opening her pussy lips to get the cream out of there. "OK, out of the tub and I'll do the rest of it on the bed."

"I thought you would do it all right here in the tub."

"No, there are a few hairs around the lower section I can't reach while you are sitting on them".

She dried off and I led her back to the bed where I put a dry towel beneath her.

"Now lay back honey and open your legs wide." She did and I thought I was going to die looking at the sweet virgin pussy staring me in the face.

I made believe I was doing more but was just using the excuse to have her on the bed with her legs open. When she was in the tub I noticed she loved to have me lightly touch her clit so I did that every time I slipped my fingers up and down to open her pussy lips. She didn't disappoint; her moans became louder every time

"I finally said, there you are, smooth as a baby's ass and twice as pretty." As soon as I got the last word of that out of my mouth I leaned forward and kissed the outer lips of her pussy.

"Oh my God, that feels wonderful."

I kept my mouth right where it was and kissed the whole area very lightly. As my lips brushed over the outer lips I stopped and put out my tongue so it just barely touched her clit.

That was like lighting the fuse on a firecracker. She threw her hips up at me and yelled, "Judy, what are you doing with your tongue?"

I lifted my face and just said, "Shhhh, honey. I am doing some of the same things you do to yourself when you are masturbating except I am using my super soft tongue."

"Oh God, this feels so much better."

I slipped around so I was lying between her legs and had a much better angle to use my mouth. While my tongue was doing its thing I had a couple of fingers penetrating her pussy as deep as they could reach and soon began finger fucking her while my tongue was working her clit. To say she exploded would be the understatement of the year. She went crazy would be closer to the truth. Her hips were flying around so violently I had a hard time keeping my mouth where it was and then the river of her juices started pouring out of her. Gals don't shoot their come like a guy does but these were literally pouring out of her. I was glad the towel under her was double folded or we would have had a wet bed on which to sleep.

My face was just lying against her lower abdomen and she was breathing so hard I was hopeful she was all right. I slid up, wiping my mouth on the towel as I went past it, and then I raised up to give her a long deep kiss. She threw her arms around me and pulled me to her.

"Judy, that is the first kiss I ever had other than those my mother used to give me when I was little. She stopped doing that when her and my dad divorced and she found another guy. I was left out in the cold right then."

I damn near cried when I heard that. "Well Cath, I'll have to do more of it to make up for lost time."

She slipped down and nestled with her face in my armpit and just snuggled there tightly. It was as if she had found a new mother and she wasn't letting go.

I was so horny my nipples were almost bursting and I had to figure a nice way for her to reciprocate on my pussy eating session.

I lay back on the bed and had my hand just lightly touching myself when I felt another hand moving in. "Judy, I'll do that for you if you want. I have never done anything at all with either a boy or a girl so if you will just tell me what feels good for you I'll do it?

"That would be great honey. Just do to me what you do to yourself when you are masturbating. You do masturbate don't you?" 

I looked over at her as I said that and her face was beet red. "Well, do you or don't you?"

"I do but I am embarrassed to say so."

"Damn, you get embarrassed too easily about everything."

"Just use your fingers the way you do to yourself or the way I did to you." I said.

Her fingers were just perfect except she wasn't putting them in me. "Cath, how about slipping down between my legs and you will be able to slide your fingers in and out of me the way I did to you. It is almost as good as getting fucked."

Oh shit, there I go with the profanity again and she will be all embarrassed.

Oh this gal takes directions very well. Her fingers were going in and out of me just fine but my clit was getting ignored. Now if I can only figure a way to get her mouth involved.

"Cath, kiss the lips of my pussy ever so lightly as you are doing that. It will feel great to me." 

"OK, I'll try."

She not only kissed the lips of my pussy but sort of buried her face between them and kissed deep inside as well. I put a hand on the top of her head and put ever so light pressure on it and then simply said, "Cath, use your tongue too."

"Judy, I know you want me to do that but I don't know what to do. I have read every book on sex I could get my hands on but that isn't the same as doing the things in person."

"Honey, just use your tongue the way you use your fingers but when you get to my clit just go very lightly. You'll do it perfectly I just know."

Sure enough she was eating me like a pro. She was a little rough at first but soon had it down pat. I could feel an orgasm coming on but didn't want this to end so quickly. Damn, the only way I was going to be able to stop the orgasm was to stop her and I didn't want that either so I just let it come over me. "God, here I come Cath."

I exploded but not with anywhere near the volume that she did. As soon as I felt my juices stop flowing I reached down and pulled her up to me and planted a huge kiss on her still wet mouth with the juices that came out of me. She seemed to like the taste.

"Did I do it right Judy?"

"For the first time you did very well honey. You will get a lot better at it the more you do it to me." She snuggled deeply as she heard that.

The TV news was giving us some horrible news. The snowstorm we were experiencing wasn't going to stop until sometime the next afternoon and the airports were going to be closed for at least till the morning after that. We were going to be here for at least one more day and night. I immediately called to the front desk to tell them I would be staying another day and the clerk responded with "Oh, you made the reservation for three nights, didn't we have it correct." "Oh yes, I had forgotten that I did. No problem, I just wanted to make sure." Thank God for an efficient corporate travel agency.

I called my business appointments the next morning to tell them I would be at least a day late and Cath called her grandparents to give them the same news. We were set. At least one more complete day with her. 

Last night Cath cuddled so close I thought she would crush me. Just before we fell asleep as she was snuggling to me she said in a very small little girl's voice, "I love you mommy." I cried myself to sleep.

I awoke the next morning with her face in my crotch and her tongue working my clit as fast but as gentle as is humanly possible. She looked up at me and pulled her face away and asked, "Am I doing it right Judy?"




Stranded by a Snowstorm



"You are doing it just fine honey. When I have my orgasm I want you to lick up all of my juices. OK?"

"I will if that's what you want." She answered. It was sounding as if she wanted to be my sex slave or at least willing to do whatever I would ever ask of her. While that sounds sexy it is a little frightening.

I was getting hotter than hell the closer I was coming to an orgasm and I rolled over and squished my pussy on her face. I almost screamed, "Lick me baby. Do me right."

I don't know what came over me to do that but it was something over which I had no control. It just happened. As soon as I came I lifted up a little to give her mouth room to work and sure enough she was busier than hell licking me dry.

When I climbed back off her she looked at me with a big smile and said, "I think I really pleased you that time didn't I?"

"Oh honey, you surely did." I continued with, "Cath, this isn't all one sided. I want to give you some pleasure too" as I let my hand wander down to her crotch.

"Oh Judy, you don't have to do that. I'll use my hand on myself as long as I can please you."

"Hush up baby and open your legs." I said with a laugh.

She only opened them part way and I had to push them the rest of the way. I soon had my face buried with my tongue working her clit with a feverish passion. It was making me hot again just making her that way. I had a hand up massaging her nipples and they were harder than rocks. Once again she was making that funny noise of hers as she gets excited and with that I folded my fingers again into a teepee and slipped them into her pussy. That opened her pussy wider than it had ever been split before and she loved it.

"Judy, it feels as if you have your whole hand in me."

"No, just a few fingers love." 

I thought I would try something different with her and I used her pussy juices to lubricate a finger and then let it wander under her cheeks so it was lined up with her asshole. I lightly touched it and could feel her squirm away from them but I continued with it and finally had a finger in her ass up to the middle knuckle. I used that finger in a real fucking motion, in and out and in and out. As I was doing that my tongue was busy on her clit. It didn't take much of working her clit and her ass before she was unloading her pussy all over my face. Mmmmm, she tastes good.

"Oh God, Judy. That was better than I deserved."

"Cath, will you please quit that shit. You deserve the best and I want you to stop saying anything different. If you are going to keep this shit up you can just find another gal pal."

She just ignored that and went on with,

"Judy, I read a book some time ago and it talked about putting a tongue up your partners butt. Would you like for me to try that with you?"

"Yes, sometime I would love to have you do that to me but right now I would also love to stop hearing you putting yourself down so much and so hard. When are you going to get it through your head you are a lovely gal and deserve only the best? Yes, you have had some unfortunate things happen in your life but now you have me to help you through those types of times. It is as if I'll be your surrogate mother."

"Oh God, what did I ever do to deserve someone like you and to think of the way we got together it is almost like magic." She whispered in my ear. She then slid down again to nestle in her favorite place; my upper armpit. She has her face there with one arm across my chest all the way over, not touching my breasts but molding her body to mine as if we are one. Damn, she is a sweet girl.

I slipped out from under her arm and went out to the other room and put the "Do not Disturb" sign on the outer doorknob. By the time I got back to the bed she was sound asleep again. I slid into the bed and was sleeping in a few minutes.

She awoke first and came over to my face and was obviously just looking at me. I don't know what it was but I felt something strange and opened my eyes to see what it was and there she was about two inches from my face. I quickly threw an arm around her neck and pulled her to me and gave her a big 'Good Morning' kiss.

"Honey, I have a surprise for you if your are especially nice to me this morning." I said tantalizingly.

She was like a kid on Christmas morning. "What is it, what is it?

"Is that what you call being nice to me?" I asked.

"No, but if you will roll over I'll show you what I am thinking about."

I did and we were both laughing and I was looking over my shoulder at her to see what she had in mind. All of a sudden I felt it. She had remembered our conversation from last night and had spread the cheeks of my ass with her hand and had her tongue going up inside of my ass. Holy hell, I never felt anything like that before. It was awesome and I was pumping the bed with every ounce of strength I had as if it were a guys cock up there and I was loving it.

"God, Cath, reach around and get your fingers working my clit as you are doing that."

I can't say for sure if she got her fingers positioned correctly before I came or I beat her to it. Either way I had one hell of an orgasm as I was throwing my ass back at her mouth.

"Cath, what made you think of that this morning?"

"Last night you made it sound as if it were something you would like to have done to you and I want to please you."

"Damn, you are so sweet. Now it's my turn to please you. Stay right where you are."

I got up and went over to me big suitcase and dug out my favorite friend. One that I never leave home without ... a ten-inch battery powered dildo.

I came back to the bed holding it out in front of me so she could see it and her first remark was "Oh my God, you cut some guys cock off."

I got laughing so hard I nearly fell.

"No you fool. It's a dildo."

"Geez, Judy, I have heard about them but this is the first time I have ever seen one. Are you going to show me how it works?"

"Yes love but there is something we need to talk about first. You are a virgin and if I push this thing all the way up in you it will break your hymen and you will no longer be a virgin. Now, I can give you plenty of pleasure with it without doing that but the choice is yours. My recommendation is to hold off having it breaking your hymen and we can always do that another time. What do you say?"

"Judy, I say what you say. By that I mean I'll take your advice and let you show me some fun without going all the way."

OK honey, lie back."

I was kneeling beside her and had her open her legs as I turned on the vibrator of the dildo. As soon as she looked comfortable I let it lay against her clit and she predictably flipped half way off the bed. 'Judy, that is terrific. Don't stop."

"Cath, I only had it on low speed. When you get used to it I'll turn it up a little." I took it off her clit and put it in her pussy about three or four inches and then turned it on again. Holy shit, she was flipping really out. Besides the vibration I started to thrust it like it was a cock fucking her and she just lay back with her eyes open in sort of a dream like trance and then yelled, "Fuck me Judy." I pulled it back a bit for I was afraid with her motion she would ram it into herself all the way and that wasn't what we had agreed to. To make up for that I turned it on high and then had it in her a couple of inches and that was enough. She reached up and pulled my face down on her tits. I wrapped my lips around a nipple and sucked it hard as my tongue was circling it.

"Yes, Judy, don't stop." 

Her orgasm was as huge and wild as I thought it would be. When she came down from her orgasmic high she let herself fall into my arms and kissed me deeply. When she pulled back all she said was, "Even my mother never made me feel that good."

"That is probably true Cath but mothers don't generally stick a vibrating dildo up their daughters pussy?"

We lay in each other's arms for quite some time when I said, "Maybe we ought to take a look and see what the weather is doing." Our room faced the main street so we should be able to get a good idea of conditions.

We went over to the window and pulled open the drapes and raised the blinds and this time is was Cath. "Holy Cow, it's still snowing." I looked out and there wasn't a vehicle moving and all I could see were two or three people struggling to walk against the falling snow, the winds and the accumulation of snow that was already on the ground. There must have been somewhere between one and two feet of snow already there. Shit we might be here until spring.

I went to the front desk and asked for their weather report. Twenty inches already down and at least another foot expected before it started to taper off sometime during that night. I asked if they had enough food to feed all of their guests and they assured me they could hold out for more than a week. I then asked the next and even more important question. If for some reason we lose power do they have back up generators? The front desk clerk laughed saying they had been down this road before and yes they were well prepared. All I said to Cath was. 

"Let's get our showers and go down and have for breakfast."

The lobby of the hotel was like a zoo. There were people in every nook and corner. Lying on the floor, stretched out on the occasional sofa and lying on a couple of chairs the sleeper had jammed together for a makeshift bed. There were now four security guards we could see and couldn't tell how many more were around.

We made our way to the dining room to find it closed and locked. Ten to one it was their fear of what would happen if they let the crowds in. Fine, but what the hell were we going to do. Back to the room to use the phone.

"I called last night to ask if you people had enough food for your guests and you told me you had enough to last a week. I just went down for breakfast and the dining room is closed. Now what?"

"Oh I'm so sorry. W can feed you without a problem but it will have to be with room service. If you will call your order in they will do their very best to get you your order as fast as humanly possible."

How the hell could we be mad at them? They had a huge problem and were trying to work around it. 

We enjoyed our breakfast and then went back to the room. One of their housecleaning staff was in the hall a few doors down from our room and I asked if she would do our room next. "Oh Mam, I have this whole floor to do since some of our staff couldn't make it in to work. I'll do my best." I dug out a five-dollar bill and handed it to her. "Oh Mam, I'll be right in after I finish this room." Sure enough the room was cleaned with fresh towels and sheets within the next fifteen minutes.

"You must have a lot of money Judy."

"No, I really don't but I have learned a little spread around goes a long way." 

The TV wasn't showing much other than the horrendous problems the snow was causing. The biggest of which was the inability of the emergency vehicles to do their job. There were too many cases to count of ambulances not being able to move at all. They had bulldozers clearing the streets but they had to use front- end loaders to pick up the snow and then they had very few trucks able to carry it off. Whew, what a nightmare. I was getting the strong feeling we were going to be here for a good few nights.

"Cath, I think it is time for us to hit the sack. What do you think?"

She was stripping her clothes off before I finished that recommendation and had already pulled down the spread on the bed and the blanket and top sheet.

We just lay there in each others arms with our lips locked together. I let my hand wander down and soon had some fingers lightly playing with her clit. Her juices had just begun to flow but nowhere near like they did last night. My fingers were wet with them and I reached down further and slipped one up her ass again. Damn, that turns her on. Most women don't like it but here is a virgin who doesn't seem to be able to get enough of it. I wonder what she would think if a guy rammed his cock up there. I pumped my hand and that was as if she had been hit with a lightning bolt. She was moaning and throwing her hips around again and another minute or so it was all over. She had unloaded her self of all of the come she had been holding back for the last half-hour. Once again I was glad I had put a towel under her for she would have soaked the bed for sure.

"Cath, I would like for you to get down between my legs and just let your lips and tongue work all around my pussy. I don't care about coming quickly. I just want you there tenderly. Will you do that for me?"

"She never answered me vocally but her actions did. She was between my legs in a flash.

I awoke a few hours later with her asleep between my legs. Damn, that was sweet.

The snow emergency did last until the next morning when they were able to get the airport open. The streets to and from it were still a major problem but we didn't manage to get out there with the hotel airport van. We called before we left the hotel and were able to get seats on planes to our destinations but mine didn't leave until late that afternoon. Cath's was leaving in forty-five minutes

We walked to her gate's boarding area and bid our adieus with tears in our eyes. Since we both are from the same general area we made plans to meet again on our home turf in a week or so but we all know how promises like that seem to fade into oblivion with the passage of time.