The sound of rain pelting against the roof of her car made her wince. "Oh shit." Just great, here she was stranded, her car completely out of gas and her cell phone out of the service range. And now it was raining. "Why me?" she groaned. There weren't very many options at this point. It would be dark soon and she was on a lonely stretch of highway. Not much hope of anyone stopping to help she figured.
Oh well, a little rain wouldn't kill her. Kathleen hopped out and moved to the back of the car, opening the trunk and fumbling through the junk. "Surely there is an umbrella in here somewhere," she thought. Like most students her age she kept her car in the order of a landfill. Nearly all of her text books from last quarter were stuffed in her trunk along with other assorted useless items, but no umbrella.
"Yeah, ok. I get it. I'm the queen of bad karma," she was muttering under her breath as she set out down the dark road. Kathleen vaguely remembered passing a house about 2 miles back. Hopefully someone would be home and let her use their phone to call for help.
The wind was really blowing now and the rain seemed to be coming down even harder than before. A sudden clap of thunder and bright streak of lightening made her jump. This was turning from a bad dream into a nightmare very fast. She increased her pace to a run as she worked her way back to the house she had passed only minutes before.
"Thank god," she said as she walked down the sidewalk to the front of the house. There were lights on and she could see the flicker of a TV through the curtains. The door opened almost immediately after she knocked.
"Yes?"
"Hi, I'm sorry to bother you but my car is out of gas. I was wondering if I could use your phone to call someone." The man standing in the doorway just looked at her for a moment before stepping aside and motioning her to come in.
The house was warm and cozy but obviously in need of a woman's touch. The room she was standing in seemed a sort of shrine to the sport of hunting. There was a deer head over the fireplace and a rifle cabinet against the wall. "The phone isn't working because of the storm. But you're more than welcome to stay here until it blows over."
She was a little hesitant to stay with a strange man, alone, but she didn't want to be back out in the storm. "Thank you, I really appreciate it," she said.
"It's no problem at all. I wouldn't want you getting zapped by a stray bolt of lightning, you know," he said with a wink. "I'm Carter by the way."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Kathleen."
He walked from the room and when he came back he had a towel and some dry clothes. "There's a spare room down the hall if you want to get out of those wet clothes. I'll put them in the dryer for you." The look on her face made him chuckle. "Don't worry; I'll keep my distance while you change. Scouts honor."
Her face flushed as she realized what was implied, "I, well I didn't, you know, I'm sure you're very nice, I just..." Her embarrassed stammering made his chuckle turn into a full blown laugh. Kathleen couldn't help but giggle also. He was just being nice and she was turning him into an implied monster. She reached for the towel and clothes, "Thank you."
She had to admit it was nice to be out of her soaked outfit and into something dry. She walked down the hallway to where he was waiting. With a slight chuckle at her appearance he took her bundle of wet clothes and walked away. A moment later she heard the sound of his dryer running.
He motioned towards the sofa and she sat down, noticing a glass of wine on the coffee table. "Would you like some wine?" he offered, picking up an empty glass.
"No I probably shouldn't," she said. "I've got a long drive ahead of me if this storm ever passes."
"Are you sure? It might be awhile before it goes over."
Kathleen thought about it for a second, why not? "Well, maybe only a half glass."
The half glass turned into a lot more as the storm lingered on and between them they managed to finish the bottle. They were wrapped up in the conversation, laughing and talking like old friends now. God, he was easy to talk to. Kathleen couldn't help but notice that he was also incredibly good looking, a little rugged maybe, but very attractive.
She wasn't the only one noticing things, Carter could only barely keep from staring at her. She was wearing a pair of his old running shorts beneath the over sized tee shirt he had given her and her long legs were tempting him badly. She was really gorgeous, tall and very nicely built. Dark brown hair and shockingly green eyes the color of emeralds. And her lips were absolutely perfect.
The crack of thunder outside jolted him back to the conversation and away from his R-rated thoughts. The lights flickered briefly before the house went completely dark. "Oh god!" Kathleen jumped and let out a little scream.
"Don't worry, kiddo, it won't be dark for long," he assured. She heard the sound of a match striking and soon the light from a candle was illuminating Carter's face as he came near her. He put the candle on the coffee table in front of them and sat down next to Kathleen, gently placing his arm around her shoulders.
"I'm not usually so much of a scare baby," she said as she snuggled against him.
"Maybe you're just afraid of being in the dark with me," he teased. She didn't say anything. For a few seconds they sat there, their bodies touching but neither of them making a move. Kathleen turned to face him, her breast lightly brushing against him as she moved. He studied her face in the candle light, her eyes, her lips, and the soft curve of her cheek. She was so beautiful, too beautiful. Carter touched her face, tracing his fingers along her cheek and over the pale flesh of her throat.
A low moan escaped her lips and she raised her mouth to meet his. Carter could taste the wine on her lips. The soft wetness of her mouth and the feel of her tongue darting across his bottom lip made him dizzy with excitement. Kathleen leaned back, reclining on the sofa and pulling him down onto her. He sucked her lips and tongue, his hands moving beneath her shirt, pulling it from her body and gliding his fingers over the swell of her breasts.
Kathleen gasped as he squeezed her tender globes, rolling her nipples between his fingertips and thumb. She felt the heat between her thighs as her pussy grew wet for him. "Mmmmm, Carter, that feels so good," she moaned. The storm continued outside and the flashes of lightening lit the room as the rain on the windows and roof beat out a steady rhythm.
Carter was lost in the feeling of her body beneath him, caressing her, kissing her, sucking her soft, sweet skin. His cock was fully hard and throbbing as he pressed it against Kathleen's thigh. He pulled back from her, looking into her eyes, she wanted this as much as he wanted her but he needed to hear her say it, to know it was her desire. "Do you want to stop, Kathleen?" He leaned to kiss her neck and whispered again, "Tell me baby, do you want me?"
Kathleen's lips brushed against his ear, her hot breath on his skin as she whispered, "Fuck me. Fuck me Carter, don't stop." Her hands moved to his waistband, unzipping his jeans and pushing them down, freeing his cock. She gasped at the feel of it, so thick she couldn't fully close her fingers around it and at least 9 inches long. "My god," she breathed. Kathleen had to see him, to look at the monster that she held in her hand.
Carter smiled at the look of astonishment on her face, loving the perfect O of her mouth as she stared at his manhood. They changed positions, Carter sitting back on the sofa as she moved to her knees on the floor, positioning herself between his thighs. Kathleen began to stroke his shaft, wrapping her right hand around him as her left moved to his ball sack. Tentatively she kissed the head of his cock, moaning and tasting his pre-cum.
Kathleen parted her lips, slowly taking in the head of Carter's massive cock and swirling her tongue around it. He tangled his fingers in her long hair as she began sucking him, gliding up and down his shaft. Her lips were so soft and the hot wetness of her throat closed around his cock head over and over. She changed her pace, working furiously up and down his shaft, pumping his cock, milking him. Her lips wrapped so tight around his thickness that he nearly shot. Then, without warning she slowed, softly, gently moving him deep into her throat, her fingertips toying with and massaging his balls.
Carter was in heaven, the sensation of her lips around him and her ever changing pace was driving him rapidly over the edge. With his hand on the back of her head he began guiding her movements, pushing her hard onto his cock. The harder he fucked her mouth the more she moaned. The vibrations she sent running down his cock sent shivers up and down his spine. Suddenly his cum was filling her mouth and throat, the hot creamy liquid nearly choking her as she tried desperately to swallow every drop.
Kathleen licked and sucked Carter's now flaccid cock, cleaning every drop of cum from his shaft. She looked up at him, her green eyes piercing nearly to his soul as she smiled. He had to admit she was wickedly seductive. With strong arms he reached to pull her to him, settling her on his lap as he kissed her long and deep, pressing his tongue between her lips. As they kissed he began to stroke his fingers along her back, softly caressing her skin. His hands moved to the perfect swell of her ass and he began to knead her flesh.
Kathleen was moaning, so completely hot and needing to be taken as Carter moved over her body, deliberately and with no amount of urgency. She was moving on his lap, grinding her hot, swollen pussy against his thighs. She could feel his cock growing hard against her. Carter laid her down on the sofa and moved his body between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock up and down Kathleen's dripping slit.
Gently he pressed into her, gliding the head of his cock into her fuck hole. Kathleen drew a sharp breath, arching her back and moaning at the feeling of his cock inside her. Her pussy stretched tight as he continued pushing into her cunt. He stopped, allowing her body to adjust to his massive dick. God, she was tight!
Slowly he began fucking her, gliding gently, smoothly in and out. Her legs wrapped tight around him as her nails dug into his back. Kathleen's body responded to every move, every twitch of his cock inside her. She had never been this filled and she knew she could never again feel anything less than this massive cock. "Harder. Harder, baby, faster. Fuck me. Fuck me!" By now she was screaming, her body on fire, every nerve burning with lust and desire as he rammed his cock into her tight pussy. He rammed into her over and over again, fucking her, using her cunt.
Kathleen's body was racked with the first of her orgasms as Carter impaled her body on his shaft. Her pussy clamped tight around him, milking him and making him explode deep inside her, his seed filling her womb. As the night wore on they continued, lost in the sensations of each other's bodies. Fucking and sucking until exhaustion overtook them and they fell asleep in each other's arms as the storm continued to rage outside.
Oh well, a little rain wouldn't kill her. Kathleen hopped out and moved to the back of the car, opening the trunk and fumbling through the junk. "Surely there is an umbrella in here somewhere," she thought. Like most students her age she kept her car in the order of a landfill. Nearly all of her text books from last quarter were stuffed in her trunk along with other assorted useless items, but no umbrella.
"Yeah, ok. I get it. I'm the queen of bad karma," she was muttering under her breath as she set out down the dark road. Kathleen vaguely remembered passing a house about 2 miles back. Hopefully someone would be home and let her use their phone to call for help.
The wind was really blowing now and the rain seemed to be coming down even harder than before. A sudden clap of thunder and bright streak of lightening made her jump. This was turning from a bad dream into a nightmare very fast. She increased her pace to a run as she worked her way back to the house she had passed only minutes before.
"Thank god," she said as she walked down the sidewalk to the front of the house. There were lights on and she could see the flicker of a TV through the curtains. The door opened almost immediately after she knocked.
"Yes?"
"Hi, I'm sorry to bother you but my car is out of gas. I was wondering if I could use your phone to call someone." The man standing in the doorway just looked at her for a moment before stepping aside and motioning her to come in.
The house was warm and cozy but obviously in need of a woman's touch. The room she was standing in seemed a sort of shrine to the sport of hunting. There was a deer head over the fireplace and a rifle cabinet against the wall. "The phone isn't working because of the storm. But you're more than welcome to stay here until it blows over."
She was a little hesitant to stay with a strange man, alone, but she didn't want to be back out in the storm. "Thank you, I really appreciate it," she said.
"It's no problem at all. I wouldn't want you getting zapped by a stray bolt of lightning, you know," he said with a wink. "I'm Carter by the way."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Kathleen."
He walked from the room and when he came back he had a towel and some dry clothes. "There's a spare room down the hall if you want to get out of those wet clothes. I'll put them in the dryer for you." The look on her face made him chuckle. "Don't worry; I'll keep my distance while you change. Scouts honor."
Her face flushed as she realized what was implied, "I, well I didn't, you know, I'm sure you're very nice, I just..." Her embarrassed stammering made his chuckle turn into a full blown laugh. Kathleen couldn't help but giggle also. He was just being nice and she was turning him into an implied monster. She reached for the towel and clothes, "Thank you."
She had to admit it was nice to be out of her soaked outfit and into something dry. She walked down the hallway to where he was waiting. With a slight chuckle at her appearance he took her bundle of wet clothes and walked away. A moment later she heard the sound of his dryer running.
He motioned towards the sofa and she sat down, noticing a glass of wine on the coffee table. "Would you like some wine?" he offered, picking up an empty glass.
"No I probably shouldn't," she said. "I've got a long drive ahead of me if this storm ever passes."
"Are you sure? It might be awhile before it goes over."
Kathleen thought about it for a second, why not? "Well, maybe only a half glass."
The half glass turned into a lot more as the storm lingered on and between them they managed to finish the bottle. They were wrapped up in the conversation, laughing and talking like old friends now. God, he was easy to talk to. Kathleen couldn't help but notice that he was also incredibly good looking, a little rugged maybe, but very attractive.
She wasn't the only one noticing things, Carter could only barely keep from staring at her. She was wearing a pair of his old running shorts beneath the over sized tee shirt he had given her and her long legs were tempting him badly. She was really gorgeous, tall and very nicely built. Dark brown hair and shockingly green eyes the color of emeralds. And her lips were absolutely perfect.
The crack of thunder outside jolted him back to the conversation and away from his R-rated thoughts. The lights flickered briefly before the house went completely dark. "Oh god!" Kathleen jumped and let out a little scream.
"Don't worry, kiddo, it won't be dark for long," he assured. She heard the sound of a match striking and soon the light from a candle was illuminating Carter's face as he came near her. He put the candle on the coffee table in front of them and sat down next to Kathleen, gently placing his arm around her shoulders.
"I'm not usually so much of a scare baby," she said as she snuggled against him.
"Maybe you're just afraid of being in the dark with me," he teased. She didn't say anything. For a few seconds they sat there, their bodies touching but neither of them making a move. Kathleen turned to face him, her breast lightly brushing against him as she moved. He studied her face in the candle light, her eyes, her lips, and the soft curve of her cheek. She was so beautiful, too beautiful. Carter touched her face, tracing his fingers along her cheek and over the pale flesh of her throat.
A low moan escaped her lips and she raised her mouth to meet his. Carter could taste the wine on her lips. The soft wetness of her mouth and the feel of her tongue darting across his bottom lip made him dizzy with excitement. Kathleen leaned back, reclining on the sofa and pulling him down onto her. He sucked her lips and tongue, his hands moving beneath her shirt, pulling it from her body and gliding his fingers over the swell of her breasts.
Kathleen gasped as he squeezed her tender globes, rolling her nipples between his fingertips and thumb. She felt the heat between her thighs as her pussy grew wet for him. "Mmmmm, Carter, that feels so good," she moaned. The storm continued outside and the flashes of lightening lit the room as the rain on the windows and roof beat out a steady rhythm.
Carter was lost in the feeling of her body beneath him, caressing her, kissing her, sucking her soft, sweet skin. His cock was fully hard and throbbing as he pressed it against Kathleen's thigh. He pulled back from her, looking into her eyes, she wanted this as much as he wanted her but he needed to hear her say it, to know it was her desire. "Do you want to stop, Kathleen?" He leaned to kiss her neck and whispered again, "Tell me baby, do you want me?"
Kathleen's lips brushed against his ear, her hot breath on his skin as she whispered, "Fuck me. Fuck me Carter, don't stop." Her hands moved to his waistband, unzipping his jeans and pushing them down, freeing his cock. She gasped at the feel of it, so thick she couldn't fully close her fingers around it and at least 9 inches long. "My god," she breathed. Kathleen had to see him, to look at the monster that she held in her hand.
Carter smiled at the look of astonishment on her face, loving the perfect O of her mouth as she stared at his manhood. They changed positions, Carter sitting back on the sofa as she moved to her knees on the floor, positioning herself between his thighs. Kathleen began to stroke his shaft, wrapping her right hand around him as her left moved to his ball sack. Tentatively she kissed the head of his cock, moaning and tasting his pre-cum.
Kathleen parted her lips, slowly taking in the head of Carter's massive cock and swirling her tongue around it. He tangled his fingers in her long hair as she began sucking him, gliding up and down his shaft. Her lips were so soft and the hot wetness of her throat closed around his cock head over and over. She changed her pace, working furiously up and down his shaft, pumping his cock, milking him. Her lips wrapped so tight around his thickness that he nearly shot. Then, without warning she slowed, softly, gently moving him deep into her throat, her fingertips toying with and massaging his balls.
Carter was in heaven, the sensation of her lips around him and her ever changing pace was driving him rapidly over the edge. With his hand on the back of her head he began guiding her movements, pushing her hard onto his cock. The harder he fucked her mouth the more she moaned. The vibrations she sent running down his cock sent shivers up and down his spine. Suddenly his cum was filling her mouth and throat, the hot creamy liquid nearly choking her as she tried desperately to swallow every drop.
Kathleen licked and sucked Carter's now flaccid cock, cleaning every drop of cum from his shaft. She looked up at him, her green eyes piercing nearly to his soul as she smiled. He had to admit she was wickedly seductive. With strong arms he reached to pull her to him, settling her on his lap as he kissed her long and deep, pressing his tongue between her lips. As they kissed he began to stroke his fingers along her back, softly caressing her skin. His hands moved to the perfect swell of her ass and he began to knead her flesh.
Kathleen was moaning, so completely hot and needing to be taken as Carter moved over her body, deliberately and with no amount of urgency. She was moving on his lap, grinding her hot, swollen pussy against his thighs. She could feel his cock growing hard against her. Carter laid her down on the sofa and moved his body between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock up and down Kathleen's dripping slit.
Gently he pressed into her, gliding the head of his cock into her fuck hole. Kathleen drew a sharp breath, arching her back and moaning at the feeling of his cock inside her. Her pussy stretched tight as he continued pushing into her cunt. He stopped, allowing her body to adjust to his massive dick. God, she was tight!
Slowly he began fucking her, gliding gently, smoothly in and out. Her legs wrapped tight around him as her nails dug into his back. Kathleen's body responded to every move, every twitch of his cock inside her. She had never been this filled and she knew she could never again feel anything less than this massive cock. "Harder. Harder, baby, faster. Fuck me. Fuck me!" By now she was screaming, her body on fire, every nerve burning with lust and desire as he rammed his cock into her tight pussy. He rammed into her over and over again, fucking her, using her cunt.
Kathleen's body was racked with the first of her orgasms as Carter impaled her body on his shaft. Her pussy clamped tight around him, milking him and making him explode deep inside her, his seed filling her womb. As the night wore on they continued, lost in the sensations of each other's bodies. Fucking and sucking until exhaustion overtook them and they fell asleep in each other's arms as the storm continued to rage outside.
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