Islands in the Storm (closed)

[brandijade]

She felt his shiver as her lips touched his neck, and she winced. This was so unfair, she thought. She wasn't trying to be a tease, but the storm had stripped her almost naked and he had seen what he had seen. She wasn't trying to turn him on, but it was happening, and worse, she was getting turned on herself.

Intellectually, she could dismiss it. A natural reaction to fear, seek comfort. It was a simple hormonal reaction, not HER. She had a boyfriend. She was a prize. She was a fucking Ferrari and he was a F-150. She didn't fuck guys like him. She knew all that, and she also knew it was bullshit. She wanted him. It wasn't love, it was something much deeper, and more primal. She could fight it, but she couldn't tell herself it wasn't real.

When he spoke, it helped. He ma'amed her. It was like ice water hitting her. She wasn't even 25, and he ma'amed her. It wasn't enough to stop her wanting him, but at least it cut through a little of the fog of lust that had settled on her brain. She followed his arm with her eyes and saw the island. There was the house, unshuttered, unprotected, exposed to the oncoming storm, and she remembered her job. That helped too.

Then he rubbed his dick against her thigh and she turned away, pressing her ass back against it like they were at a club. It could have just been the way their bodies moved as they turned to look at the island. It was that, she tried to believe, but it wasn't just that.

"When we get there...." I want you to pull that cock out and give it to me. I want you to pound my pussy like you're angry. I want you to make me cum like some trashy slut you met in a dockside bar.

"When we get there, I have to put the storm shutters on all the windows," she said. "They're under the front porch. There's a ladder for the ones on the second floor. I know I just hired you to drive the boat, but it'll go a lot faster with two of us."

 

[Rick345]

The wind started picking up, a sheet of rain could to seen coming in from behind and gaining on them..



“Sure I be happy to help, it looks like things a going to get nasty quick… Let’s get docked quick and batten down the hatches. As I bring us dockside, grab that big rope over there and put the loop at the end of it around the post sticking up from the dock.. ”

Suddenly from the radio, “This is NOAA bulletin 146 the barometric pressure in the eye of Richard is 990 millibars and dropping sustained wind speeds are 62 knots and raising Richard is predicted to become a category 1 hurricane within the hour…”



“FUCK… As soon as you get those ropes cast over the posts run up the house I’ll secure the boat, I’ll be up there with you faster than green grass through a goose. Looks like we’ll be spending the night here.”

 

[brandijade]

Clarissa picked her way forward to get the rope on her high heels. A squawk from the radio came through announcing an urgent bulletin. The details were lost on her, but the word hurricane landed. When she stood up, the shirt stayed bunched up around her hips, and she looked back at him as he told her exactly what to do.

"FUCK..." he said. She was more than ready. But he kept going, and she blushed. She turned to look at the post, and the rope in her hands.

"Got it," she called back, and as the boat rushed up to the dock, she stood poised. Just as she realized they were coming in way to fast, he reversed the engine. Unprepared, she staggered forward and nearly fell, catching herself by throwing the loop in the rope around the post and holding on. She clambered onto the dock, and started scampering up the path to the house as fast as she could in her heels.

She opened the door into the crawlspace under the porch. It was dark and musty, full of spiderwebs and God knew what else. She didn't let herself be scared, or grossed out. She started hauling the shutters out. Each one was ten feet long, and so heavy she could only drag them out one at a time. She stacked them on the grass just outside the door, thinking it would be best to get them all out first.

When Rob came up the hill, he saw her ass backing out of the crawlspace, bent double as she dragged the heavy shutter, not concerned that the shirt was bunched up around her waist now.

 

[Rick345]

As he quickly secured the boat double-checking all the lines were fast, taking a moment to check on Clarissa making her way to the house he had to take a double look she was wearing heels. Not exactly OSHA approved footwear, but luckily there was a boardwalk from the pier to the house… There was a full moon and as the clouds broke he saw it the house was huge, ten thousand square feet maybe more..

“Damn, she must be rolling in dough to afford these digs”

He stares for a minute mesmerized by the easy carefree way she walked, her hips swaying from side to side, the wind lifting her shirt displaying her perfect ass until she disappears behind a sand dune.. Looking down he playfully says, “down boy down” his cock failed to obey..

Once she was out of sight it took just another minute to finish has tasks to satisfaction, and he double times it up the house. He was greeted by the sight of her ass on full display.. She was dragging something out from under the house, her head down low, her ass high in the air. In that position the thong hid nothing her pussy lips were tinged a pinkish purple as they glistened in the moonlight his eyes focused like a laser on the slit between her legs it was the prettiest shade of pink…

His dick stood at attention ready for action as the t-shirt her wore flutters about her waist… He shook his head, trying to dislodge thoughts of a quick dogie fuck..

“Here, let me help you with that”, shouting to be heard above the sound of the winds..

 

[brandijade]

Clarissa yelped when she heard him shouting. She whipped around to face him, standing straight, tugging the shirt back down to cover herself. She sighed when she saw him, though, relief flooding her. It was still a lot of work, but she wouldn't be alone. And maybe they'd get it done before the storm really got going.

Her eyes dropped to his crotch, and she grinned when she saw the tent there. He had been pretty close when he called out, he must have gotten an eyefull. And the thought didn't bother her.

"Um, can you start getting the ones on the first floor in place?" she said. "I think they're all pretty much the same. I'll get the rest out from under here, and then we'll need the ladder to get the second story windows.

 

[Rick345]

Looking over at the pile of shutters, he was impressed she dragged all those out herself.. For a moment he wonders if she maybe Superwoman.. Hearing her instructions, he wastes no time going to work..
“Aye aye ma’am”, with that he turns on his heel, grabs the first shutter and carries to the closest window.. Takes a couple of minutes to figure out how to hang the basted thing. But in short order he has a system lift, align the holes of the hinge with the pegs and else the peg into the hole slowly, until it bottoms out.. They appeared to latch from the inside but first let get them all hung, thinking to himself..

He had one more to go as he shouted over to Clarissa, “How you coming over there.. I’m working on the last one..”

He could feel it slide down on its pins…

A flash of lightning crackles in the air he could see Clarissa dragging a shutter across the lawn, positioning it under a second story window, her entire front was covered in mud.. Luckily, the shutters for second floor windows were smaller than the first floor..

He runs over to her, skidding to a stop just before colliding with her, “Where’s the ladder?”

 

[brandijade]

Clarissa was shaking. The wind was far from hurricane strength, still, but it was warming up, and the last shutter she had tried to prop against the wall had tried to be a sail. It had blown out of her hands and she had only caught it by diving after it. The rest she lay flat. The last one she had pulled out from under the porch had slipped, and she had fallen face down in the mud. She was disheveled, filthy, overwhelmed and frightened. The plan had been to hang the shutters and get back to the mainland, but there was no way they were going back before this thing blew out. Rob had been clear about that, and he was right.

As if to underscore that last thought, there was a flash of lightning. The thunder came as a sharp crack, not too loud, not too close yet, but still enough to get her heart racing.

Then he was there, beside her, as she set the last shutter down in the grass.

"They're all in place," she said, panting from exertion now, rather than just lust. She turned and started walking back to the crawlspace, turning to make sure he was following. She hoped he couldn't hear the anxiety in her voice, but it would take a brick not to realize she was stressed near to breaking. "The ladder's under the porch. I'll get it. I'm already a fucking mess."

There was no thought for modesty or for sexiness as she bent over to go in and drag the ladder out. All that her fear had suppressed for the moment. It didn't make the shirt ride up any less, or the thong any skimpier. It didn't make her muscles strain any less erotically as she dragged the ladder out.

She looked at the ladder, and she shudders, and the second floor windows and sighed.

"I won't be able to lift these over my head," she said. "I think I go up, and you hand the shutters up to me?"

 

[Rick345]

“Hey everything is going to be OK we’ll finish up then hunker down inside.. Scurry up the ladder I’ll hand’m to ya”, speaking slow and softly trying his best to project an air of calm and confidence.. Both of which were running low at this point.

“I gotta hand it to you, doing your own work and all. If I could afford a place like this, I’d hire people to do the dirty work.. And when you’re up there if you need any help just say the word just don’t drop one of these things on my head”



It had become darker, the sun already below the horizon he fished in his pocket for a flashlight and pulled it out a clicked it on… She was already halfway up the ladder has he shown the light, so she could see her footing.

Her t-shirt was billowing in the wind.. As he looked up he could easily see straight up her shirt, there was something more erotic seeing a woman’s breasts from before.. Maybe it was because from below everything was on display her face, her boobs, her belly, ass and pussy, it was unusual to see everything all at once…

“You doing OK up there?”

 

[brandijade]

She wasn't exactly ok. The shutters were catching the wind and she was struggling to get them into place. She was terrified that she was going drop one and hurt him, or fall and hurt herself, or accidentally break a window. One by one, though, she got them in place. It was about the fourth or fifth that she realized he was shining his flashlight on her, more than on the pegs that would actually help her. The way the wind was tugging at the tee shirt she was wearing, she assumed that there wasn't much he couldn't see.

She didn't mind, she realized. It actually was flattering. Exciting. As if she needed any more excitement.

"I'm fine," she said, settling the window into place and coming down. She caught her breath while he moved the ladder, and she saw that bulge in his shorts. She licked her lips. Then she shook her head. Shutters.

When she slid the last shutter into place, and started down the ladder, the first rain band hit. Instead of running to get inside, she opened the front door, and then turned to face the rain, closing her eyes. It was like a shower with fantastic water pressure, and soon, the mud was rinsed away. The shirt was also soaked to transparency.

Only then did she go inside, dripping on the hardwood floors of the foyer.

"Thank you so much," she said, looking at Rob. "You really saved me here. Um, but this isn't my house. I'm just the realtor."

 

[Rick345]

Already inside, relatively safe and dry, Rob watches her hour glass figure silhouetted against the rainy night sky.. She looked so sensual, there was no mistaken she was a woman, all woman. Her arms were up stretched like a goddess offering up herself to the heavens, as the rain pelted her, he couldn’t help but wonder what the fuck was she doing standing in the rain..

When she stepped inside and turned around, he could tell she was saying something, but it didn’t register the thing that totally captivated his attention was her. The way her rain soaked t-shirt clung to her every curve, how it molded itself to every nook and carny of her being.

He took a step closer, closer to what he wanted as his eyes soaked up everything, how the barely there cloth dipped between her breasts accenting their roundness. How the tips of those lovely mounds were tipped but points as hard as bullets. How the shirt show the little patch of pink between her legs he soaked it all in every inch of her fascinated him.

He took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her and whispers, “I’m so glad you’re alright you are amazing..”, as he pulls her close felling the softness of her body mold itself to his own.

He felt his heart pounding like the distant rumble of thunder.. The moment was surreal, he could feel his hand sliding over her body, It's what he had wanted since she first set foot on the Cindi Ann…

“We got to get you dried off and explore this place to see what’s at hand.”

He knew what they had to do, but didn’t want to break the embrace. He wanted this moment to last forever.

 

[brandijade]

Rob stepped towards her, and he was staring at her. She wasn't under any doubts about what he was looking at, but she was wondering if he had heard anything she just said. Not that it particularly mattered if he thought she was the owner or the realtor or what. His arms went around her, and she closed her eyes, letting him hold her, feeling the strength of his body, his arms, his hands as they wandered over her body.

“We got to get you dried off and explore this place to see what’s at hand.”

"I think there are towels in the linen closet," she said. "That'll be by the back stairs." Because this house had a separate staircase for the servants. She pulled free of his embrace, looking at him, wanting him.

"This is soaked," she said, tugging at the tee shirt. Then she took a deep breath, and pulled it over her head. She blushed as she stood before him, once again naked except her thong, only this time it was intentional.

"Not like you didn't see it all on the boat," she said, knowing it was just an excuse, and a flimsy one at that. "And I don't want to drip all over the house." Possibly a flimsier excuse.

She was still damp, and the hurricane was driving away summer's heat. It was already cool, too cool to be entirely comfortable naked and wet. She gave him a moment to look, and then she smiled.

"Come on," she said, and took his hand. She started towards the kitchen, the back stairs, and hopefully the linen closet.

 

[Rick345]

As she pulled free he longed to pull her back into his embrace, but he was the one that said they should go see what was available, and he knew they should.

His jaw dropped as she stripped off her top, it was cute the way she blushed.. Like a school girl experiencing her first real kiss. But she also showed an air of sophistication the way she was so nonchalant about being topless in front of him. But he found it very attractive that she was so comfortable with him, and so confident in her own body..

"Not like you didn't see it all on the boat”

“Yes I have seen it all on the boat, I’m not complaining I like what I see and the way you have scoped out my mm-mm equipment I think you know that.. And I may regret these words but let rustle up something for you to wear before you catch your death of cold”, he said as she took his hand.

As they walked she leads the way, it was interesting how their steps synced and even the way they swing their arms soon matched rhythm.. While he considered all this the one thing it couldn’t his eyes away from was her ass… His reaction to the way her hips roll when she walked was primal… His dick grew hard the head almost peeking out of the waistband of his pants..

“I wonder if there’s any food around here?”, trying to distract himself from his thoughts of her..

If she turned around and seen his erection, it wasn’t like she hadn’t seen it before, and it was a sure bet she’d see it again.. They were adults this wasn’t their first rodeo. Watching her ass all he could think about was taking her, bending her over, sliding his dick into her in one long slow stroke. Feeling his ball slapping her ass.. Remembering their effort hanging the shutters they did work well together. , that thought put a smile on his lips..

 

[brandijade]

She giggled at his comments. Not complaining? She looked back at him, shaking her head, but grinning. She blushed a little when he pointed out that she had also checked him out, but it didn't stop her from glancing down to see if he was still hard. She smirked when he talked about finding her something to wear. She knew he was right, but the last thing she wanted to do was get dressed, not when she had a man like him to show off her body to.

Then he asked about food. Appropriately enough, since they were just walking into the kitchen at that point. There wouldn't be anything fresh, she knew. Nobody had been in residence here for years, but she seemed to remember seeing lots of stuff in a pantry somewhere.

Just then there was a flash of lightning that lit up the house like midday, accompanied by a crack of thunder that made her scream. She was in his arms again, her heart pounding, when the lights went out. With the storm outside and the shutters on the windows, it was very dark inside, and she held him tight.

"Please don't let go," she whispered. "I'm afraid of the dark."

She clung to him, trying not to panic, and she felt his cock pressing against her through his shorts. His clothes were damp from where he had hugged her when she first came in from the rain, and cold, and she pulled his tee shirt up to press her bare skin against his. She let out a soft moan. His body was strong, his skin hot to the touch, and she slid one hand up to his head, pushing gently down.

"Please," she whispered. "Kiss me."

She knew there was no turning back, but she needed it. The fear and stress of the past hours would not let her go, but she knew one solution to almost all of her problems. It would warm her and relax her and distract her, and surely there was some kind of cheating exemption for natural disasters.

 

[Rick345]

He was enamored by her personality most women would roll their eyes at his remarks by she played along realizing it was all in good clean fun, or at least fun anyhow.

He could see her shiver at the crack of lightning nearby.. He felt her jump into his arms and hold him tight. Hugged her even closer… Feeling the softness of her breasts mash into his chest… He could feel her heart beating and see her eyes twinkle as she looks up at him… He felt his body react naturally his cock ready hard grew in length and girth… The soft moan set him on fire.. His gaze locked on her pump lush lips then he heard "Please, kiss me."

He needed no more encouragement, what he needed was her. He put one hand behind her head as the other cupped her ass cheek, giving it a little squeeze his he lifted her to her tip toes… Their lips softly touched her, were smoldering… He laced his fingers into the strings of her thong and slowly edged the tiny patch of fabric down her well toned legs as their kiss deepens. He knew what he wanted and he had to have it..

Undoing his belt, his pants effortlessly slide down his legs, forming a khaki pile at his feet. His cock throbbing with a mixture of lust and anticipation stands proud in the humid night air.. Taking his manhood in his hand, he guides it to the opening of her pussy then rubs the engorged purple hued head against her moist dewy pussy lips.

He broke the kiss and whispered in a low groan, “God your pussy feels so freaking hot Clarissa I need you, I need you” he is almost shaking with desire..

 

[brandijade]

He didn't waste any time. Neither of them was under any illusions about what she had been asking for when she asked for a kiss, and he had been pitching a tent for hours. If not every minute, than on and off. He had to be about ready to burst. He grabbed her ass, lifting her up so that bulge slipped between her legs as they kissed. She moaned, and her thighs pressed together.

On;y for a moment, though. Rob wasn't wasting time. He slid her panties down, more to signal his intent she thought, than because they were actually going to be in the way. A moment later, his pants dropped. Now it was his cock slipping between her thighs, skin to skin, the shaft gliding between her wet lips.

"Ooooh yes," she moaned. She put her hands on his shoulders, and braced her back against the wall. As he guided the head of his cock into her, one leg hooked around his hip.

"Fuck me, Rob" she whispered, her other leg wrapping around his thigh. She was as open as she could be in this position, more than ready. He wasn't the only one who had been craving sex these past hours.

 

[Rick345]

He wondered if he had over played his hand, until she braced herself, and he felt her hands on his shoulders… Her moan caused a wave of emotion to course through him, a cocktail of lust and passion stirred in his loins.. One leg entwined itself with hers as he heard, ”Fuck me, Rob”, her voice soft and breathy in his ear and almost as hot as her pussy as he grips her hips slides into her with a long slow stroke relishing every inch of her…

His mind races with the sights of her on the ladder, pulling out the shutters, even her spill on the boat, now he has the object of his desires.

“God you feel so good, I’ve been wanting you from the moment I saw you, you are hot as fuck”, he growls.
His kisses trace her jawline til their lips meet again… His hand slips slowly down her back and cups her ass using his grip as leverage to slowly build a rhythm as he increases his pace moving in and out in and out until the sound of flesh slapping on flesh echos throughout the room… The feel of her rock hard nipples dragging lightly on his naked chest is almost more than he can bare… As her body rocks to his thrusts…

Barely able to get the words out, he asks, "Are you ahhh still afraid of uuuhh the" grunt "dark", has breathing heavy his words grunted as he embraces her tighter and tighter..

 

[brandijade]

"Ooooh yeessssss!" she squealed as his cock slid slowly into her, stretching her. As he went deeper and deeper, she clung to him tighter, and kissed him hungrily.

He starts pumping into her, and she clutches him tight, rocking her hips to meet his thrusts, feeling his thick cock sliding in and out. Each thrust seemed to pull her closer, until she was moaning and shivering in his arms. As he gripped her ass to hold her up, she wrapped both legs around his waist. She felt her release building, and arched her body so he hit her just right.

"Fuck me the way you want me," she whispered. "Use this body. I'm your fucking playground."

 

[Rick345]

He couldn’t believe his ears, even though he needed no encouragement as his steel hard cock plowed into her.. He could feel her pussy gripping him as the room filled with the wet squishy sounds of well fucked pussy. As he plunged his hot rod deep, he feels her puss clamp down on him, he could feel his balls clench, ready to release a flood of hot, sticky cum.

Wham then a dull thud comes out of nowhere whatever it was, he feels a vibration like the tremor of an earthquake..

“What the fuck was that?” startled, he pulls out, spraying her tits, belly and thighs with thick white goo…

 

[brandijade]

She was right with him, moaning with pleasure as he fucked her hard. She gasped, and let out a scream as her pussy clenched and she started to cum. And as if he wanted to deny her, he pulled out. He spurted all over herbelly, even splattering on her thighs and tits, and her feet fell to the floor as he backed away.

"What was what?" she panted. "It's an old house?"

But she had heard it too, felt the whole house shiver. Was the house going to cum, too?

 

[Rick345]

With a deep sigh he lets out, “I’m sorry it looks like I made a mess all over you but whatever happened surprised me”

His head swinging left and right looking for something to clean you up.. Not finding anything, he tries to continue the conversation.

“It sounded like a tree fell, hope it didn’t hit anything”, slipping his arms around her, his eyes meeting hers, “Sorry I ruined the mood.”

His apology accented with the briefest of kisses. Leaving him gazing in her eyes… His heart racing at the sight of her… “Is there somewhere we can get cleaned up? And maybe find you a decent pair of shoes?”, glancing at her heels laying on the floor and the trail of clothing scattered in the hallway.

 

[brandijade]

"There's two half baths on the first floor and three full baths upstairs," she said, in realtor mode. Then she grinned playfully. "I don't know about shoes, but towels and such are in the linen closet. There won't be hot water, but...." She shrugged. There really was no but, but she wanted to make it seem like things weren't so bad.

"No reason to apologize," she said. "I mean, it's messy, but sex is messy." Now that she had cum, her head was a little clearer, and she realized just how true it was. The cum on her belly wasn't the mess that worried her, though. It was the attraction she felt to him, and the fact that she had a boyfriend, and that she never should have let it happen. She frowned.

"I guess we'll have to see what fell after the storm blows out," she said, trying not to think about what they'd done. "Let's go find towels."

The towels were in the linen closet, and she took a wash cloth to clean herself up, the cold water making her shiver, and then she toweled herself clean, and wrapped the towel around her to try to regain a hint of modesty.

"So, tell me about you."