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Sharon and the Hurricane
by Andy G. (josh5vv@yahoo.com)

***

A man and woman get trapped in a small storage room 
during a Hurricane and they find a way to entertain 
themselves until they are rescued. (MF, reluc, mast,
oral, anal)

***

The hurricane was fast approaching. There was little to 
do but wait.

The Southern Baptist Church had 7 of its members set up 
a temporary home for 34 evacuees. There was enough room 
but it was somewhat crowded. The volunteers had 
gathered enough supplies and everyone was just 
listening to wind as it slowly increased in pitch with 
the occasional sound of a tree falling waiting for the 
hurricane to strike. It was going to be a bad storm. 

"We need some more toilet paper," Tom said as he 
entered the small room serving as the headquarters.

"I'll get some," Sharon volunteered. Sharon's forty 
years did not stop her from being an attractive woman. 
She was little overweight but other than that her body 
had held up very well. Sharon was a very conservative 
type and would have never dreamed in her wildest 
imagination the night she was going to have.

"I'll help you," Josh volunteered. Josh was 55. He had 
recently taken an early retirement after his marriage 
had ended a few months earlier. He now had plenty of 
time to volunteer for a variety of causes. He could 
have left the area avoiding the storm but decided to 
stay and ride out the hurricane.

The small supply room was not far. It was a narrow room 
with supplies stacked on either side. Sharon turned on 
the light as they entered and went to a stack of toilet 
paper. She handed Josh a package just as a loud crash 
resounded and the door to the supply room crashed shut.

"What happened?" Sharon screamed.

"I don't know," Josh answered as he pushed against the 
door. He could see it was not going to open. Then the 
lights went out.

"Oh no," Sharon cried as they stood there in the dark.

"Hey, what happened?" Josh yelled through the closed 
door.

After a few minutes Josh heard Tom, the minister, 
shout, "Are you guys okay?"

"Yeah, we are alright but we can't open the door," Josh 
replied.

"That's because part of the ceiling has collapsed on 
the door. It will take some work to get you guys out 
and the wind is really bad at this point. I'm afraid 
you are stuck in there for a while," Tom shouted.

"Okay Tom, get out of the weather. We'll be okay in 
here," Josh said as he heard the wind blowing even 
stronger outside.

"I'm really scared," Sharon whimpered.

"We'll be okay. Let's find a place where we can sit 
comfortably," Josh said. 

However, this was a problem. The storeroom was very 
narrow with stacks of supplies on either side. Josh 
managed to move some things so they could sit as the 
far end away from the damaged door. Josh sat with his 
back against the wall. Sharon sat where his feet ended 
since there was little room.

"I'm really scared," Sharon said again and Josh could 
tell she was crying. 

"Wait and let me rearrange some of these supplies."

Josh moved various boxes in the dark but managed to 
rearrange things so he could spread his legs creating a 
little more room. He then grabbed Sharon by the 
shoulders and pulled her up close to him. She was now 
sitting between his legs with her back to his chest. 
Sharon would have never felt comfortable sitting like 
this with another man but she was really frightened and 
needed someone to hold her.

"We are going to be okay Sharon," Josh said as he 
softly held her.

"I don't know," Sharon said as she held onto Josh's 
arm.

They sat there for quite a while as Sharon softly 
whimpered.

"Sharon, you need something to take your mind off the 
storm," Josh said. He could see Sharon was becoming 
very upset as they listened to a very strong wind 
crashing around outside.

"I don't know what could do that," Sharon replied.

Josh thought a minute. He knew something that would 
take her mind off the storm but it could also get him 
into trouble. Of course, he would like to have 
something to take his mind off the storm too. It had 
been quite a while since he had been this close to a 
woman and he decided what the hell he would do it.

Josh and Sharon were sitting close with Josh's hands 
folded around her waist. Josh slowly raised one of his 
hands and softly cupped Sharon's breast.

Sharon did not recognize what Josh was doing at first 
but then it hit her.

"What are you doing Josh?" she cried. She could not 
believe Josh had done this. She had known him for a 
number of years and thought he was a good person. Now 
he was groping her and she did not know what to do.

"I'm taking your mind off the storm," Josh replied as 
he continues to softly squeezed Sharon's left breast.

"You shouldn't be doing that Josh, it's not right," 
Sharon said but in her confusion and fear of the storm 
did not attempt in anyway to remove his hand from her 
breast.

"Maybe not, but it is the only way I could think of to 
take your mind off the storm and make you more 
comfortable."

"It has taken my mind off the storm but you shouldn't 
be touching me like that," Sharon said. Sharon did not 
know what to do. She was too afraid to be alone and 
needed to be close to someone and Josh was the only 
person here. But she knew it was wrong for this man, 
someone other than her husband to be touching her. 
Actually, Sharon seldom let her husband touch her like 
this.

"I know, but I have to admit your breast really feels 
good," Josh replied and squeezed it a little harder 
through her bra. Josh then allowed his other hand to 
rise up to her right breast. He now sat behind Sharon 
with his hand softly holding both her breasts. 

Sharon and Josh sat in the small storage room for quite 
sometime as Josh massaged both her breasts. This was 
also affecting him and he could feel an erection 
pressing against his jeans.

Sharon was very confused over what has transpired. She 
was now sitting in a dark storeroom with a friend 
massaging and squeezing her breasts. Any other time she 
would have screamed and made him stopped. But as she 
sat there with the storm howling outside the feel of 
his hands squeezing her breasts gave her a sense of 
safety and security. 

As she pondered this feeling she also noticed other 
more basic feelings beginning to awaken inside her. 
Sharon had never been much of a sexual person, having 
had no actual orgasms. She mostly had sex because it 
was what a wife was supposed to do. However, now she 
was feeling something she had never felt. She even 
fought against the feeling but it was creeping slowly 
up and down her body as Josh continued to fondle her 
breasts.

After some time Sharon moved to get more comfortable 
and Josh took advantage of this. Sharon was wearing a 
blouse and as she moved Josh pulled it up some. This 
allowed him to sneak his hand under her blouse so he 
had direct contact with her bra. Sharon did nothing to 
stop him and even though she knew it was wrong she 
began to want him to touch her. 

The wind was howling outside but Josh and Sharon were 
both able to ignore it. They were playing a naughty 
game that was becoming satisfying to both as they sat 
in the dark storeroom.

Josh now moved his other hand under Sharon's blouse. As 
his hand came in contact with her bra he slowly pushed 
the bra over her breasts and now his hand made contact 
directly with the soft skin of her breast. He did the 
same with her other breasts and now was slowing 
kneading both breasts. Sharon did nothing but now she 
leaned against him making soft purring noises. She was 
beginning to be lost in sensations she had never before 
known.

As Josh massaged Sharon's breast he touched her 
nipples. They were both hard little buttons. As he 
squeezed them Sharon sighed.

"You like the way this feels, don't you Sharon?" Josh 
asked.

"No, you should not be doing this," she answered.

"Why don't you stop me?"

"I don't know," she said.

"Because it feels so good. Admit it. You like the way 
this feels."

"Yes, I shouldn't, but I like the way you are touching 
my breasts," Sharon cried.

Josh continued this massage for a few minutes and then 
decided to be even bolder. He allowed his hand to slide 
down Sharon's stomach. He caressed her stomach as his 
hand snaked down her body finally making contact with 
her jeans. There was no question Sharon knew where his 
hand's ultimate destination was. However, Josh took his 
time because it was going to be long time before the 
storm was over and they could be rescued. Josh was 
quite happy where he was and the way things were going. 
This was going to be a good hurricane.

Josh's hand reached the waist line of Sharon's jean and 
he paused for a moment. He then allowed his hand to 
move down Sharon's leg. He felt a slight movement as 
his hand rubbed Sharon's thigh through her pants.

"Josh, we shouldn't be doing this," Sharon softly said 
but again did nothing to stop Josh's hand from 
squeezing her thigh. Sharon was having many mixed 
feelings. She knew she should not be letting this man 
take advantage of her but she seemed to have little 
will to stop him. It seemed the more he touched her, 
the better it felt, and the less she wanted him to 
stop.

Josh moved his hand slowly up Sharon's thigh until he 
reached her crotch. He then began to lightly rub 
Sharon's jean covered crotch pushing them into her 
pussy. It was obvious it was having the desired 
reaction from Sharon since she spread her legs allowing 
him full access.

Sharon's breathing was now shallow and Josh could feel 
her gripping his legs. This was further than Josh would 
have ever guessed things would go but now he wanted 
more. He reached up to Sharon's waist and released the 
button to her jeans.

"What are you doing Josh?" Sharon cried. Sharon knew 
exactly what Josh was doing and a large part of her 
mind wanted him to continue.

"I want to stick my finger up your pussy," Josh replied 
deciding to just go for it.

"What?" Sharon exclaimed. Josh's use of the word pussy 
shot a charge up her spine. He was being so nasty and 
she could not believe the affect it was having on her.

"I know you want me to finger you pussy, don't you?" 
Josh asked.

"Josh, no."

"Yes, you do. Now tell me or I will stop everything," 
Josh replied taking a gamble she wanted him to 
continue. As he said this he suddenly stopped squeezing 
her breast and just sat there holding her breast.

Sharon did not know what to do. She could still here 
the raging winds outside and was afraid. She also had 
many pent up feelings of lust driving her mad. She had 
never felt like this but it was too good a feeling to 
stop. She could not help it. She cried "No, Josh please 
don't stop." 

Josh knew his gamble had now paid off.

"What do you want be to do?" he asked.

"I want you to touch me," she softly cried. She needed 
Josh's support and his caress to make it through the 
night. 

"Touch you where."

"Down there." 

"Why was he making me say it," she cried to herself.

"Where?"

She had no choice. She had to tell him or he would not 
do it. She cried in her dismay and excitement, "Josh, I 
want you to touch my pussy, please touch my pussy."

With that Josh lifted Sharon up and slid her jeans and 
panties down. He moved her about enough to get one of 
her legs out of both the panties and jeans leaving the 
other leg in. He now had full access to her pussy and 
planned to make the most of this.

His finger found the moist lips of Sharon's pussy. He 
felt a shutter go through her body and he softly touch 
the folds of her pussy lips. As his fingers found the 
bud of Sharon's clit, Sharon's body jerked. As Josh 
softly massaged Sharon's clit a soft moan escaped her 
lips.

"Oh God, that feels so good," Sharon cried. She could 
not help it. Never had she felt anything as good as 
Josh's fingers playing between her legs. Her husband 
had never given her such pleasure.

"What feel so good?" Josh asked playing with Sharon.

"You rubbing my pussy," Sharon replied no longer caring 
if she sounded dirty. She just wanted Josh to keep 
touching her.

"You are a nasty little girl aren't you Sharon?" Josh 
asked.

"Yes, I am nasty and I don't care. Just rub my pussy, 
it feels so good," Sharon cried now lost in desire.

Josh knew that Sharon was very close to an orgasm but 
he did not want her have one yet. So he slid his finger 
past her clit and slipped them deep into her pussy 
hole.

"Ohhhh," Sharon moaned as his finger entered her.

Josh pumped his finger in and out of Sharon's pussy a 
few times and she began to hunch as if she was fucking 
his fingers. As Sharon neared an orgasm he slipped his 
fingers out of her pussy. He could tell this was 
confusing Sharon. She wanted satisfaction. 

"Not yet Sharon," Josh whispered in her ear.

"Please Josh, I need it," Sharon pleaded. Sharon did 
not care about anything other than Josh's fingers 
giving her the satisfaction that she had missed all 
these years.

Sharon sighed as Josh's finger slipped back down in the 
folds of her pussy slit. However, he pushed his fingers 
through her slit his fingers moved on until they were 
touching her little puckered asshole. His fingers were 
already wet from Sharon's pussy juice and she felt him 
rub her own juices on her rectum.

"What are you doing Josh?" Sharon asked. Sharon had 
many knew feelings happening to her on this night but 
she could not understand why Josh would be touching her 
nasty butt hole.

Josh did not answer but continued to press his wet 
fingers on Sharon's asshole. Then when her asshole was 
wet with her own pussy juice he quickly slipped a 
finger up her ass.

"Josh, what are you doing?" Sharon cried as she felt 
Josh's finger extend up into her virginal bowels. She 
had never even considered anyone doing such a thing to 
her.

"Just you be quiet and enjoy what I am doing," Josh 
replied feeling he had Sharon is complete control and 
could do whatever he wanted. 

Sharon could not understand what was happening but she 
did not want Josh to stop touching her. As she felt his 
finger go in and out of her butt hole she was shocked 
to feeling the building pressure of desire continuing. 
She could not believe she was enjoying being finger 
fucked in the asshole.

Josh continued to finger fuck Sharon's asshole and he 
was pleased to see Sharon's body begin to respond. She 
was now buckling moving her ass up and down in synch 
with his fingers. 

Josh continued to finger fuck Sharon's butt hole for a 
few minutes but his own budge was becoming 
uncomfortable trapped in his pants. He needed to free 
his cock and begin the next mission on his now very 
willing partner.

Josh slid his finger out of Sharon's butt and moved in 
softly along her crack. He could tell she did not want 
him to stop but he had to free his cock for the next 
phase of the adventure.

"This will only take a moment," Josh said as he pushed 
Sharon away and stood up. He quickly undid his jeans 
and slipped them and his underwear down revealing his 
hard cock. Since it was dark Sharon could not tell 
exactly what he was doing. He then sat back down behind 
Sharon and pulled her close. Sharon then realized what 
he has done as she felt his cock on her back.

"Now let's see where I was," Josh said as he pushed her 
blouse up and over her head. He then released her bra. 
Sharon was naked except for one leg still stuck in her 
panties and jeans.

Sharon was a petite woman and Josh could easily move 
her around. As he sat behind her he slowly grabbed her 
legs and raised her up. 

"What are you doing Josh?" Sharon asked sounding 
fearful.

"I will show you, just help me position you," Josh said 
as he raised her up to the right angle. That will do 
and she slowly lowered her. Sharon quickly understood 
what Josh was doing as she felt his cock push against 
her wet pussy lips and then slip into her pussy as she 
settled down on his lap.

"Oh Josh, you shouldn't be doing this," she cried as 
she sat impaled on Josh's cock. She knew it was wrong 
but there was nothing she could do or would want to do 
to stop the many wonderful erotic emotions that were 
flow through her body.

"You know you wanted me to fuck you Sharon. Tell me 
so," Josh ordered as he twitched his cock which was 
buried deep inside Sharon's womb.

"I don't know. It is all so wrong for you to be doing 
this to me," Sharon cried.

"It might be wrong to you, but at this moment you want 
to be my slut and you want me to fuck you pussy," Josh 
said as he slipped hand around Sharon crotch and began 
rub and tap Sharon's clit. His massaging her clit along 
with the fact his cock filled her pussy pushed Sharon 
to places she had never been.

"Oh yes, Josh, fuck me fuck fuck me, do anything you 
want to me," she cried as she finally as an orgasm 
began to swallow her in bliss. She felt it engulf her 
entire being. At that point nothing in the world matter 
on the feels of Josh's cock inside her and his fingers 
rubbing her clit. That was all that mattered. She was 
lost.

"Oh Goooooooddddddd," she cried in complete lust.

Josh could feel her pussy contracting in an almost 
milking, sucking action on his cock. He was not even 
moving but his cock was being massaged by her pussy. It 
was too much for him. Josh began raised and lowering 
Sharon on his cock. He could feel his cock head 
expanding and soon he was shooting a large load of cum 
up Sharon's womb. Shot after shot exploded from his 
cock. He could not remember an orgasm as intense as 
this.

He could feel Sharon rocking from her own orgasm. She 
was making whimpering sounds as she bounced on his 
cock.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," she moaned as a final wave engulfed her 
and she went limp as Josh held her. His deflating cock 
still embedded in her pussy.

"What a hell of a hurricane," Josh thought as he sat 
there with Sharon still impaled on his cock.

"That was fantastic Sharon," Josh said after a few 
minutes. Sharon shifted slightly allowing Josh's now 
flaccid cock to slip out of her sperm filled pussy. 

"I can't believe we did that," Sharon said. "It was so 
nasty."

"I liked it. You have a great pussy Sharon," Josh 
replied.

"Don't say such a thing. It is not nice," Sharon 
responded. She continued to used the rhetoric that what 
they had done was bad but it was so obvious how much 
Sharon had enjoyed the experience.

"That not what you thought just a few minutes ago when 
you were screaming how good it felt," Josh answered. 

"Please Josh don't talk about it," Sharon replied. She 
could not believe how great it had been but did not 
want to admit this to Josh.

Josh could still hear the wind blowing outside and knew 
it would still be sometime before their rescue. He 
decided he could use that time and since he now had the 
advantage he again moved both his hands covering 
Sharon's breasts.

"What are you doing? Haven't you done enough," Sharon 
cried. She could not believe Josh still wanted to touch 
her. She felt totally wasted by the many strange 
powerful feelings and desires she had just experiences 
for the first time in her life.

"Now don't give me that shit. You enjoyed being my 
little slut and you are still enjoying it," Josh said 
as he began again to massage Sharon's breasts.

Sharon did not have the energy to argue with Josh 
particularly when she knew what he said was true. As 
she felt him massage her tender breasts she was 
surprised that she was again reacting to the 
stimulation. It seemed she had not had enough either.

"You love me holding your titties," Josh continued. 
Sharon remained silent but he noticed her nipples were 
once again becoming tight little buds.

"I want to fuck you again," Josh said. "What do you say 
Sharon?"

"Josh, we should not have done anything." She could not 
believe he wanted to have sex again but as he said it 
she felt her juices once again begin to flow.

"It was all your fault," Josh said.

"How was it my fault?" she asked.

"Because you were afraid and I had to do something to 
calm you down," Josh said as he kept kneading both her 
tits while occasionally pinching her now hard nipples.

"But I did not mean for you to do that to me."

"It worked didn't it. It took your mind off the storm 
and it is continuing to keep your mind off the storm. 
So you see you made me do. You made me fuck you. I had 
no other choice."

"That's not true."

"Also, the fact you acted as such a slutty whore sure 
made it great for me."

"I did not act like that," Sharon cried yet she knew 
she had. She had often criticized women for enjoying 
such things so much and now she was one of them. What 
made it worse was she wanted more. She wanted Josh to 
fuck her again before the storm ended since it might be 
the last time they would be able to do such a thing.

"Why you are acting like that right now as I squeeze 
you titties. I can tell you want my hands down on your 
pussy. I bet it is already getting wet again because 
that how little sluts like you are and I just love it," 
Josh said.

"No that's not true," Sharon said but already she had 
fallen back into the lustful desires she had so careful 
avoided in the past.

"I want to play with you pussy again Sharon but I'm not 
going to unless you asked me."

"I don't want you to," Sharon cried knowing she was 
lying. She would die if he stopped now but she could 
not admit it.

"Okay, then I will not touch it," Josh said only to 
continue to squeeze Sharon's breast and pinch her 
nipples. He could feel this was working on her. He also 
felt his cock rising up again and pressing against 
Sharon's back. He knew Sharon could feel this too. 

Josh continued to squeeze Sharon's breasts for a few 
minutes when Sharon said, "Please." She could not help 
it she wanted more.

"What did you say?" Josh asked.

"Please do it," Sharon whispered.

"Please do what?" Josh asked.

"Touch me between my legs."

"What do you want me to touch?"

"My pussy."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, please touch my pussy," Sharon cried.

"What else?" Josh said continuing his debasement.

"Everything," Sharon answered.

"What does that mean?" Josh said as he gave her breast 
a hard squeeze and pulled her so his cock rubbed 
against her back.


"I want you to fuck me again. Did you hear that? I want 
you to rub my pussy and then fuck me," Sharon cried. 
She was now totally lost to desire. She did not care 
anymore. She had to have more.

At that Josh quickly moved his hands down between her 
legs where he found her pussy dripping wet with pussy 
juice. As he began to rub Sharon repositioned herself. 
It was obvious she wanted his cock in her pussy.

Josh allowed Sharon to move around and slip his hard 
cock into her wet pussy.

"Oh God, it feels good," she cried as she impaled 
herself again on Josh's cock. This time as she pulled 
up Josh held her up and with a little repositioning 
pulled her back down.

"Noooooo," Sharon cried as she felt Josh's cock push 
against her tight anus.

Josh pulled down on Sharon's body and his cock entered 
her butt hole.

"No, Josh that hurts," Sharon cried as she felt his 
cock tearing at her anus ring.

Josh continued slowly pulling her down and his cock was 
now past her anus and about and two inches into her 
asshole. With a quick hard pull his cock slippery with 
her pussy juice rammed all the way into Sharon's 
asshole.

"Owwww," she cried but could do nothing as Josh began 
finger fuck her pussy. 

"What are you doing to me?" Sharon pleaded. She had 
never felt so full. But as the initial pain subsided 
the sensations of Josh's finger slipping in and out of 
her pussy rubbing against her clit were igniting Sharon 
lustful desire. These intense feelings along with the 
very new sensation to her virgin asshole being full of 
Josh's cock sent jolts of sexual electricity throughout 
Sharon's body. 

"Oh Gooooood," Sharon cried as she began to convulse 
pressing her ass hard against Josh in attempt to force 
his cock even deeper into her.

"Oh God, what have you done to me," Sharon cried as she 
felt wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure shoot through 
her. This was even more intense that the first wave. 
Sharon cared nothing but for the pleasure she was 
feeling. It was overwhelming her senses.

Josh helped Sharon up and positioned her in a doggie 
style situation where he could now pound his cock in 
and out of her asshole in huge thrusts.

Sharon was now lost to everything. 

"Oh fuck my ass Josh, fuck my ass," Sharon cried as she 
began a multitude of orgasms.

Josh could feel his cock head swelling inside Sharon's 
bowels. Soon he could contain himself no longer and his 
cock exploded shooting cum up deep into Sharon's 
bowels. As his cock convulse for the last time spurting 
the last of his cum into Sharon's ass he pulled Sharon 
back onto his lap so they were both in a sitting 
position. They sat there both exhausted as Josh's cock 
slowly deflated still inside Sharon's ass.

After Josh rested a few minutes he notices the wind had 
died down. He also noticed a little light coming 
through a crack. It was morning and the storm was 
mostly over. He also heard some boards moving and 
someone calling. 

"Are you guys okay?" Judy, the minister's wife called.

"Yeah, we are fine," Josh answered. He quickly pushed 
Sharon up and his now flaccid cock popped out of its 
hiding place in Sharon's ass. As he began to pull up 
his pants he looked up and saw that Judy was looking in 
through a crack in the wall. Josh realized that the 
minister's wife had seen that both he and Sharon were 
naked. Josh was afraid of what might happen as he 
helped Sharon slip back on her clothes. He was glad 
Sharon had not noticed Judy.

"I had a great time," he whispered as he helped her up.

The door was opened and he and Sharon were freed. Judy 
just looked at him and Josh smiled. 

"Thank God, we are finally free. It was rough going 
some of the time but Sharon is a real trooper and did 
great," Josh explained. Again, he glanced at Judy and 
noticed she had a rather sly grin on her face.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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