by Ella Hilton
I sped up the strokes and she sobbed very briefly... As I watched her I could see it was a sob brought on by a need for vocal expression, not one of pain. She leaned closely to me and pressed her face into my shoulder, covering her mouth so no sounds would escape. I increased the speed and effort behind each stroke... wanting her to cum as well as to see just how much control she really could muster. Soon she was biting into my shoulder... moaning softly... she simply could not help herself.
Unable to deny her, I allowed her transgressions of movement and sound... leading to her orgasm...It seemed to come in waves as her body shook endlessly...Finally she leaned back in her seat, smiling and trying to catch her breath... I took a look around the theater, we had managed our game without detection. Slowly I slid the toy from her and rearranged her skirt... I unfastened the ties and leaned over to kiss her, a deep tongue kiss that seemed to last forever...I took her hand and we watched the remainder of the movie... having no idea what we had been watching for the last 90 minutes.
The End.
Blinding Blue Sky
Work brought Lin into San Francisco for the day, but unfortunately her busy schedule had her headed to LA on an evening flight, to make an early meeting the next day.
Lin and her colleagues had a meeting at an advertising agency in the city. There she found herself across the table from a guy she'd never met from the firm named Matt. He was tall and dark, with teeth that fired her imagination. He clearly noticed her as well.
The meeting was dull, with several self-important people dominating it. This suited Lin fine, since her mind was on other things. The lights were dim, but she and the guy across the table were able to exchange meaningful glances in the glow of the screen.
Her body coursed with excitement. This was not something she normally did - sure, a little flirtation here and there was fine, but this felt much steamier. She sat back in her chair, arching her back a bit to let her jacket fall back from her chest. He clearly noticed, and kept taking in the sight of her small, pert breasts.
At one point his attention was taken by the screen, and seemed stuck there, so she searched for his foot with hers. Finding it, she ran the toe of her shoe up the backside of his calf. His attention was back. His eyes widened and bored into hers. Her heart pounded, for she could feel that this seemingly innocent play had a weight of commitment behind it - there would be no turning back.
The meeting broke for lunch, catered in the next room. Her attention was taken by some of the people in her group, and when she looked around again Matt was in conversation with some other people. He caught her eye, but continued talking. Some boring person tried to engage her in conversation, so she broke away to get some food.
At the buffet she felt a gentle hand caress her ass, feeling the sleek curve of her skirt over her cheek. There was no question in her mind as to who it was, and her pussy became instantly wet. His hand lingered and she pushed into it, ever so slightly. Then it was gone, and he took her paper plate and put it down. She looked at him. He smiled with narrowed eyes, and then turned and walked out of the room.
She checked to see if anyone was watching, and then followed. As she reached the hallway she saw him walk past the elevators, open the door to the stairwell and go in. Her blood was rushing through her body as she followed and opened that door. She didn't see him, but she heard footsteps going up, so she headed up after them.
The stairs kept going, and came to a roof access which was propped open. Lin stepped through and the bright light of a beautiful day with a blue, blue sky blinded her. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and stood there for a moment with the wind blowing her fine, black hair across her face. She could feel his hands on her waist turning her body and pulling her to him.
His long fingers wrapped around her slender waist held her body to his as their lips meet in a ferocious kiss. Their tongues were instantly active, searching and probing each other. Lin felt his hard cock pressing against her stomach. One of his hands went into her hair and the other went to her ass. She wrapped her arms around his back. He held her head and continued the passionate kiss and squeezed her hard.
A hand full of silken hair, he pulled her head back and trailed kisses down her long neck. He bit and licked at her flawless ivory skin, tracing the line from her jaw to her collarbone. A moan escaped her chest as her body caught fire.
His hand pulled her short skirt up and ran over the smooth skin of her ass. She gasped for breath, staring into the crystalline sky. The wind up so many stories whipped at them. His hands were on her ass and her breast, then one was unbuttoning her white blouse.
She could feel the unbridled desire flowing from him. The hand on her ass slipped between her legs and pushed her thong into her moist flesh. His fingers were merciless, stroking up and down the tender folds of her labia, slipping one and then two at a time inside her, and flicking over her tingling clitoris. He was biting and licking her nipples with an incredible hunger.
His strong hands turned her around and bent her forward. Her hands rested on the parapet. She heard his zipper and felt him pull her thong aside, then run his fingers up and down her pussy, slipping first one finger, then two into her.
He spread her lips with one hand and then she finally felt the head of his cock against her opening. He began to slide in slowly, but as she began to feel his size she had to have it all, so she bucked her ass back and pulled his big cock into her hungry cunt.
His response was to grip her hips and begin to pound in and out, fucking her with serious purpose. He slid in and out of her tight cunt, the wetness providing perfect lubrication. It was a heavenly tight fit, as she felt herself filled and stretched to capacity.
One of his hands came around her front and he began to stroke her swollen clit with several fingers at once. The feel of his tensing body, his cock getting harder and more rigidly working her pussy, his hand on her button, brought her over the edge. She cried out as she felt jets of semen course into her - jet after jet after jet. He held her tightly to him, buried to the hilt.
They were both still in the wind, the city and bay spread beneath them. He wrapped an arm around her and held her body tightly to his.
After a time, they wordlessly separated and headed back down the stairs, entering the room just as the assembled group was headed back to the meeting room. She slipped into her seat and heard nothing for the rest of the afternoon.
Then it was over and her group was rushing off to the airport. Her attention was demanded, and slowly she snapped out of her glaze and got back to doing her job.
Hours later she checked into her room in LA, still running as her efficient self. She plunked her bag down on the bed and noticed flowers on the desk. That's funny, she thought, these were quite nice for hospitality in a corporate hotel like this. Then she picked up the card and see that it contained an email address with the domain of the company they had met with that afternoon. A rush of sensation came over her as she sank back on the bed.
Still holding the card, she lay there staring at the ceiling, feeling the wind whip through her hair again, once more blinded by the blue sky.
The End.
Adventure Island
Geoff lay on the beach looking up at the clear blue sky. He though how in different circumstances this would be the perfect view on the perfect beach. But as he sat up and looked at the wreckage around him he remembered all too well the horror of the night before. He remembered being awakened by the claxon and herded into lifeboats. It all seemed like a dream as he recalled the fear and confusion surrounding the wreck.
He still did not know what had happened. He remembered watching the ship sink after the lifeboats had launched. He heard the officers counting passengers and the relief in their voices as all their charges had made it safely to boats. The sea had been rough as the lifeboats struggled to stay close to one another. So rough in fact that he remembered all too well most of the passengers heaving over the sides of the boat. He recalle
d with shame how he had wretched uncontrollably until there was nothing left in his stomach.
That's when it happened, he remembered. He was leaning over the side, recovering from the latest wave of sea-sickness when the boat had been hit by a wave. The stern had risen up rapidly and thrown him overboard like a rag doll. He had clung to his vest and must have fallen asleep because he woke here on the beach without another sole in sight. He had pulled himself up off the beach and sheltered under a tree before the warm morning sun woke him.
Now here he was. He felt unharmed and well. It was hard to believe that he had been through so much. He decided to take stock of where he was and what supplies could be found. He looked around the beach and found that he could easily survive for weeks if necessary. Rations and water purification kits had been tossed overboard along with him apparently. He even found a camping stove and tent in a chest marked "survival adventure".
He spent most of the day putting together a campsite and gathering all the supplies he needed. He was surprisingly well equipped. He had more than enough supplies to keep him alive for a long time. He hoped he would not need them for very long.
As Geoff surveyed his campsite and finished taking stock he realized he was in great shape for physical survival. He had even found some sunscreen. In the area of comfort he was a little less prepared. He had found a pair of water shoes that fit and kept him from cutting up his feet. He still had his robe that he had put on while rushing out of his cabin and he was wearing underwear but he could find nothing else in the way of clothing. Luckily this island was in the tropics and it was very warm even at night. He really had no reason to need clothes he just felt a little awkward wearing nothing but his underwear.
As one day turned into the next Geoff began to explore his island little by little. He found fruit trees and abundance of fish to eat. He even found a freshwater stream nearby. It was on one of these trips that he found himself climbing a tree to see what could be seen of the island from the top. He climbed quickly up and surveyed the island. It was relatively small and he could catch a glimpse of the other side so he knew he could walk there.
As he started back down it happened. One branch snapped beneath his foot as he fell off the supporting branch. He found himself suspended by his underwear as the fabric gave way. He quickly grabbed a branch as the last of the waistband broke; he clambered back down breathless and naked but unhurt.
He went back to his camp and donned his terry robe, thankful to have it to cover him. But as the day wore on he quickly realized that the terry robe was far too hot to wear all the time. Reluctantly he put it in his camp and ventured out naked. The first day he was shy and kept near to bushes and other places to hide. But the next he found himself becoming accustomed to the feeling and by the third day he was oblivious to his nudity. Once again he explored further and further away from his camp. As he explored he began to find more items from the ship: a deck chair, an umbrella, a bottle of wine and even a can of caviar.
One day when he had ventured the furthest yet, he found a footprint. It was smaller than his but very recent. He followed it. He began to hope that he was not alone after all. Then he saw someone in the distance and shouted "hello!"
He began to move rapidly hoping they would see him. His heart leaped with joy as he realized the person had seen him. As they hurried towards each other he could tell that it was a woman wearing a white bathing suit and suddenly he remembered, he was naked.
He quickly turned and hid behind a large bush as she ran towards him. "Oh my, I never thought I would see another person, are you from the ship? Do you have a boat? Why are you hiding?" She asked in a rush. "I don't have any clothes" he blurted out as she moved around behind the bush.
"Oh" was her reply as he moved to keep the bush between him and her. "I don't care about that" I've been wearing a bra and panties for days. Do you have food? I'm starving." she said.
At the mention of food Geoff quickly told her that he had all they could use and more. As he looked over the bush at her for the first time he realized how attractive she was. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a pony tail and revealed a shapely neck. Her neck lead to her shoulders and Geoff soon found himself staring at her large breasts which were barely contained within a tattered bra. It was so tattered that one nipple could be seen through a hole in the cup. As he looked further down he saw her stomach and hips and then her equally threadbare thong panties.
He realized she was right. She was nearly as naked as he was but having looked at her he realized also that he had to stay hidden for another reason. He was now fully aroused from looking at her.
"I'm really hungry; can we please go to your camp? She asked.
Before he could answer she grabbed his hand and began to pull him out from behind the bush. When she caught site of his erection she giggled and asked "Is it always like that or are you just happy to see me?" He smile and laugh put him at ease and he lead her to his camp.
As she neared his camp she could not believe his abundance. He had water and food and even wine. She ate and drank her fill while he sat in the deck chair and smiled and her. Oblivious to his gaze she filled herself until she could eat no more. Then she looked around at his surroundings finally at him. "Thank you" she said "I was afraid I would starve."
She grabbed a chair and they talked. They shared their stores of the ship and the night of the wreck long past sundown. Geoff opened a bottle of wine for Lyn (he learned was her name) and they drank it together as they laughed at each other's stories.
Lyn laughed until she had tears in her eyes when Geoff told her of falling out of the tree and losing his underwear. He laughed equally hard when she told of reaching down for a leaf to wipe herself and grabbing a snake instead.
Finally they wore themselves out with tales and each began to yawn. Without thinking Lyn removed her bra and panties and lay down on his bedding. She pulled the parachute cloth he used as a sheet over herself. This thin silky cloth made her form even more erotic than it was before. The outline of her breasts and nipples were clearly visible in the soft light of the candles. His erection sprang to life immediately and there was no hope of concealing it. So he stood there staring at her and she stared back.
She sat up allowing the silky cloth to drop from her shoulders. It hung deliciously for a second or two suspended from her now erect nipples before falling into a pile around her hips. "You know" she said in a lusty whisper "I'm still a little hungry."
With that she leaned forward and licked the drop of precum forming on the tip of his cock. Geoff moaned in pleasure before gasping as she took it deep into her mouth. Lyn began to suck him deep into her throat then she pulled off and circled her tongue around the head of his cock before taking him all the way in again. She continued this action as she ran her hands up his thighs to fondle his balls. She toyed with the sensitive spot behind them each time she sucked him fully inside her mouth.
She began to feel him tense as he began to throb and get even harder inside her mouth. She began to urge him on faster and faster while she sucked harder on his cock now flowing with precum. "I'm cumming" he cried as he tried to pull from her mouth but she took him deep in her throat and held his body tight against her with her arms. He came hard down her throat as she drank every drop. Then she sucked the remainder out of him before lettting his limp dick flop from her mouth.
"Thanks again for the meal" she said as she smiled up at him.
He smiled down at her.
"You know", he said "I'm a little hungry myself." He knelt down in front of her slowly pushing her back onto the bedding. He gazed hungrily at her wet lips splayed open before him. Then he dived onto her lapping hungrily at her lips. His tongue expertly caressed and teased her lips before exciting her clit into erectness.
Lyn moaned in pleasure as each lick with his tongue excited her more bringing her all to quickly to the feeling of a massive orgasm rising within her. She could not slow the tide even if she had wanted t
o as he licked and teased her clit into ecstasy. Lyn's moans turned into a scream of pleasure as she came, pulling Geoff's face harder onto her clit before pushing him away.
By now Geoff had become aroused again and rose on his knees. Parting her thighs he gently entered her hot moist cunt still quivering from its recent orgasm. He was the one to be surprised as he pushed all of the way in and began to back out slowly. She held him to her tightly with her legs; her heel pressing against his butt. Then she began to grip him with tight contractions moving up and down the length of his cock. He moaned in surprise and pleasure as her cunt began to milk him.