The Storm
The skies slowly hazed over to a dark shade of gray as a storm started to roll
into the valley. Rain began to finally pour and thunder and lightning echoed off
in the distance. It was a lovely day by her standards. She loved storms. She
hummed softly to herself as she stood in her bathroom getting ready to go to
work. She was a clerk at a convenience store and was looking forward to her
night. She grinned to herself as she thought, "I feel like I am getting ready
for a date, not work." She got dressed, put on her makeup and her best smelling
perfume. Of course her annoying husband had come home early that day and he had
given her a hard time about the outfit she had chosen to wear to work.
Disgusted, she replied to him, "I can wear whatever I want." She left it at that
and then got dropped off down the street, forgetting all about her husband the
minute she walked through the doors of the store and saw her very sexy assistant
manager. He was one of those tall, dark, handsome guys you can't help but lust
after. Well over 6 feet tall, his dark hair fell past his shoulders and he
always wore it in a ponytail at work. His smile was enough to make you melt.
The night started out with business as usual, the store was a bit slow at first
due to the rain but it picked up for a little while and time started to fly.
During a slow period, he joked with her and said he'd like it if the power went
out, then they could lock the doors to the store and close down until the lights
came back on. She wondered if he was thinking the same naughty thoughts as she
was, thinking of all the things that could go on in the dark with them alone
together. She tried to block this out of her mind, passing it off as wishful
thinking, meanwhile the storm lingered on. A little while later, she had walked
around the counter to stock something on the floor when she saw a bright flash
of light immediately followed by a loud rumble of thunder. She jumped, startled,
looking outside at the storm just as the power went out....
Her heart pounded in her chest at the initial spookiness of it all, the store
going dark, the hum of the coolers ceasing as the lack of power hushed their
motors. She stood still for a moment, gathering her senses when she felt him
brush up against her, walking by on the way to lock the front doors to the
store. He lightly placed his hand on her back and spoke softly to her,
reassuring her, "Don't worry. I'll lock the doors." Then he proceeded to the
front and locked them up securely and turned back to her. He smiled at her and
to her surprise he grabbed her by the hand and led her back around the counter
carefully. The two of them found some candles and lit them and set them nearby
on a display of beer boxes. Again he smiled at her, his voice sounding strange
in the totally silent building as he asked, "Is that better?" Before she could
answer him, he spoke once more, a slight chuckle in his voice, "You're not
afraid of the dark, are you?" She stood there looking at him in the candlelight
and without thinking, she said the first thought that came to mind. "It's not
the dark I am afraid of.. it's my actions that I fear." She looked away,
blushing, her heart still beating furiously in her chest.
He looked at her with a confused look on his face and then a soft smile crossed
his lips as it dawned on him what she meant. He decided his co-worker needed a
bit of inspiration. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up onto a stack
of beer boxes and set her down, putting her at eye-level with him. He let his
hands rest on her hips and her own hands timidly darted out to him, moving
around behind his neck. She gazed at him, thinking how beautiful he looked in
the light of the candles and everything sort of seemed to happen in slow motion
for a moment as he leaned in closer to her. She moved one hand up and grabbed
the band holding his hair up in a ponytail, tugged it off and tossed it on the
floor, letting his hair fall down freely over his shoulders. Her hands moved
into his hair, tugging him to her as she very timidly pressed her lips to his.
This simple act alone was enough to make a shiver run down her spine. She
groaned softly in his mouth, her tongue shyly darting out to swirl and twist
around with his. She felt weak for a moment, overwhelmed by the succulent taste
of his warm, wet lips and the feel of his tongue dancing with hers. Another
shiver trickled down her spine as she felt his right hand move to touch her
breast through her work shirt, squeezing it tightly as he pulled away from her
kiss only to tilt his head down and give her neck soft licks and nibbles. She
moaned softly in his ear, "Your lips feel so good," while her hands crept
through his hair slowly and then continued down his back. She tugged at his work
shirt and pulled it over his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor somewhere
at his feet only to grab his shirt and tug it off as well. She leaned to him and
nuzzled his chest with her face, inhaling his scent as she dragged her
fingertips down through the hairs on his torso. She couldn't believe this was
happening and if it was a dream, she didn't want to wake up.
She felt his hands on her once more, this time they gripped her work shirt and
pulled it down her shoulders, then her shirt followed as he grabbed the bottom
of it and lifted it away from her breasts. He pressed his face into her cleavage
and gave the tops of her mounds a soft lick with his tongue, pulling her bra
down so that he could give attention to her nipples, sucking them into his mouth
in turn and giving them rough nips with his teeth. She gasped in ecstasy, nearly
falling right off the boxes if not for his one hand supporting her from behind.
He grabbed her by the waist again and lifted her off the boxes, setting her on
the floor. Before she knew what she was doing, she had started to curl her
fingers around the waistband of his pants. She unbuttoned them and unzipped them
and started to slide them down his warm, tan thighs, letting them gather in a
pile around his ankles along with the gray boxers he was wearing. She looked up
at him and cupped her hand between his legs, slowly stroking his shaft, feeling
it stiffen in her fist. She pushed him back against the boxes, letting him lean
back and relax as she knelt down to her knees, holding his rock hard shaft out
to her lips. She guided the head back and forth over her mouth, rubbing it on
her face. She parted her lips and whispered up to him, "I want to taste you..."
She waited for a signal that it was alright when she felt his hand on the back
of her head, urging her forward, giving her his blessing. She scooped his balls
in one hand and squeezed lightly as she parted her lips and swallowed the tip of
his cock into her mouth slowly, swirling and flicking her tongue all around his
swollen head. While kneading his balls with her left hand, the right hand held
his shaft steady, aiming it right down her throat, gulping him down one
delicious inch at a time. She stroked his meat with her lips and tongue,
massaging it in her mouth, sending pleasant vibrations along his shaft as she
"mmmmm'ed" loudly from deep in her throat. He started to buck his hips slowly
back and forth, fucking her face with long, steady strokes, holding her by the
hair in his tight fist. Barely audible grunts emitted from his throat and she
knew she was doing something right as she felt his rod quiver against her lips.
Before she realized what was happening, her mouth was suddenly being filled with
a steady, thick flow of his yummy jizz. He was generously feeding her his seed,
his cock throbbing with pulsating, orgasmic intensity. She pulled her lips back
along his shaft, sucking the remains of his cum into her mouth, flicking her
tongue out to lick along the corners of her lips. She stood up, blushing,
thankful for the darkness.
He looked down at her, grabbing her jeans, quickly undoing them, jerking them
down to her ankles. She looked back at him, biting her lip as his hands gripped
her from behind and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him and her arms
moved to hang on to his neck. He pushed her back against the nearest wall and
leaned down to bite at her neck roughly, his shaft already stiff again as he
pressed his crotch against hers, adjusting his hips with one skillful thrust
forward, his cock penetrating her sex with determined force. Her eagerness to be
with him left her cunt drenched and his shaft slipped into her snugly.
She released a soft moan, her muscles tensing up around him at the sudden
friction and she quivered from the inside at how good he felt inside her. He
threw his head back and let out a soft moan also, the muscles twitching along
his body as he flexed inside her, urging his hips towards her. His hips met hers
as he forced himself the rest of the way inside her with one violent thrust,
both of them crying out in unison at the intensity of it. He moved his body in
heavy thrusts, her back pressed tightly against the wall, her mouth hanging open
as his fingernails dug into her ass firmly.
In the haste of the moment, his thoughts reminded him that the lights and power
could come back on any second. He continued to grind his cock into her while
managing to carry her back over to the boxes again, setting her down, letting
his rock hard shaft slip out of her slowly. He grabbed her thighs and pushed
them apart, kneeling down he grabbed her lower lips and spread them wide with
his fingers. He quickly leaned in and attacked her cunt with his lips, devouring
her.
He licked all around her snatch and bit roughly on her clit, sucking the tiny,
sensitive knob until it swelled and tingled. He took two fingers and forcefully
thrust them into her snatch while letting his tongue wander and probe around her
lips as she dripped with ecstasy. She grabbed his hair in both her hands and let
out cries of sheer pleasure as she shivered against his expert tongue, pressing
into him harshly.
He pulled his fingers out of her drenched pussy, moving them down a little where
he teased the puckered rim of her ass. His tongue went back to burrowing into
her warm, wet pussy and at the same time he cramed his two fingers into her
tightly clenched hole. He worked those two fingers slowly in and out of her anus
and with the other hand, he reached up and twisted and pulled roughly on her
nipples, moving from left to right, pinching them tightly between his thumb and
forefinger. He released her nipples and moved that hand back down to her crotch,
using one finger to briskly rub her clit some more, increasing her pleasure as
he gave her multiple erotic sensations. His tongue dug deeply into her snatch as
he sucked at the wetness that oozed from her flesh.
He no longer thought about the power coming back on and he stood up, looking at
her as she laid back on the beer display, her hair in her eyes and a dazed look
on her face, teetering on the verge of orgasm.
He grabbed her by the arm and roughly turned her over onto her stomach and
shoved her down against the boxes lustfully. He grabbed her ass with one hand to
hold her steady and the other hand grabbed his rock hard shaft and aimed it
right for her puckered bud, shoving it in without regard to how painful it might
be. She let out a loud cry, tensing up and biting her lip to try and stifle her
moans. He leaned over her, biting at her neck and shoulders from behind as his
hips worked against her, his thick muscle surged with blood as it began to flow
quicker through his veins. She quickly thrust her hand between her legs and
furiously rubbed her clit as she had now arrived to the point of orgasm. Her
body arched away from him, her ass raised up higher as she finally managed to
speak, her voice barely a whisper but frantic with lust, "Mmm yessss.. fuck me
hard so I can cum!" She wiggled her finger against her clit like a maniac,
moving her body into him as he grabbed her hips securely and just began to pound
into her like a wild beast, grunting and groaning and grinding his teeth as he
tensed up and arched up stiffly, shooting another thick load of cum into her
body, giving her hips a hard squeeze as he twitched and throbbed, holding
himself deep within her. She went into a series of convulsions, twitching and
shaking with sexual seizures, every muscle quivering along her body, inside and
out. Her arms went limp and she laid across the boxes as her climax rippled
through every nerve in her system.
She weakly stood up and turned around to face him, her mind and body floating in
a sea of post-orgasmic bliss. She blinked slowly and looked up at him, he leaned
down and kissed her gently and then spoke to her quietly, "We should get
dressed.. the rain is slowing down." She nodded and bent down to collect her
clothes, quickly assembling herself. Just as she grabbed her red work shirt, the
lights flickered and the power hummed to life. She looked to him with a smile,
not really sure if it was a dream or if it was real. She gathered her senses and
went back to work with a smile on her face, hoping that maybe it'll rain again
someday soon.
