The Crossing
written by:
Raven-XTC

Jayne backed her car carefully into position besides the other rows of cars. The ferry was quite full but after driving several hours she was happy to know that for the next ten she didn't have to drive. She pulled a small tote bag and a sleeping bag from the rear of her car. She had called a month ago to make reservations for this trip but was unable to secure a cabin. That was not unusual for this ferry service and she came prepared. She would find a seat in the lounge and hope to get a few hours of sleep.

She raced upstairs to secure a prime location and wasn't long before she found a window seat in the lounge. She made herself comfortable and peered out the window at the fading sunset. Soon the lounge would be filled with other passengers weary from travel and ready to camp out in various locations around the ship. She had made this run many times but this was her first trip alone. She remembered well how soon bodies would be stretched out everywhere all in the hopes of catching a few hours of much needed sleep.

All around her people prepared their makeshift beds. Some quietly sang children to sleep while others chatted and caught up with fellow travelers. Jayne pulled her sleeping bag up under her chin and hoped to drift off to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes her mind raced. She thought of all the circumstances that brought her here. There was a time when she would never have been brave enough to make such a trip alone. Yet here she sat proof that a person was capable of change. That a person given the right circumstances would surprise themselves every time by what they were capable of.

The lounge lights were dim now and many of the passengers around her were already enjoying their peaceful sleep. For Jayne sleep was elusive tonight. She felt restless; perhaps it was the excitement of this move she was making. She thought about her ex husband and how she was happy to have finally gotten the courage to end their relationship. For so long she felt trapped and here right now she was free. She was finally able to get past her paralyzing fears and going on with the hopes of a bright future for herself.

Her marriage went downhill very early on but for some reason neither party wanted to end it. Maybe it was fear of the unknown, maybe it was the hope that it would improve, maybe it was the delusion that they could get through anything as long as they stuck together; what ever the reason they stayed together longer than they should have. Jayne felt neglected and alone. Why wouldn't she? Her husband had given up making love to her over two years ago. That is what finally pushed her into ending it. They had become comfortable roommates and nothing more. They both lived separate lives, kept separate friends, and maybe her husband kept another lover. She never really found out because there was little she knew about him these days.

She remembered the day when she told him she had seen a lawyer and had begun divorce proceedings. He acted surprised but she really didn't know why. At least they were able to settle things fairly. She got the house and her personal items and he took their cars, toys, cottage and the furniture he wanted. At first she was happy to have the house but then it became repressive. It had felt like a prison during the marriage and no matter what changes she made it still felt that way. There were just too many bad memories there.

Having a man unwilling to make love to her took its toll on her self-esteem. Jayne was a beautiful woman with long auburn hair and warm brown eyes. She always maintained her slim figure and took pride in the fact that most people guessed her age at much lower than it actually was. Everyone considered her pretty, even beautiful but Jayne couldn't feel that. She was numbed by the years of physical alienation. She longed to be a sexual being again but thought that all men would find her unattractive or uninteresting as her husband did. Some of her friends believed Jayne's husband was a homosexual and used the marriage to hide his true feelings. Jayne never knew the reason he would never say. Even when she asked him directly he simply said he didn't know.

Jayne stared out at the blackness and felt a warm trickle down her cheek. It wasn't that she had a hot passionate sex life at any point in their relationship. She was a virgin when they married so she didn't know anything else. At work her girlfriends would talk about their lovers and she always felt envious. She wanted to know what all of those things they talked about felt like. Sex with the ex had a mechanical quality and offered little in the way of her pleasure. More times than not it was done out of a sense of obligation and eventually it just stopped.

She wiped her eyes and got angry with herself for letting it get to her. Damn it that is why she was here. She took a transfer at work and was on her way to a new town and a whole new life. Anything and everything was possible. Maybe she could discover what her co-workers had known. Maybe she would know moments like they did. The possibilities were endless this was her time to shine. Feeling a little better she settled down into the sleeping bag. Instead of sleeping she found herself staring at the ceiling too wired to even close her eyes. She tossed and turned and tried her best to get comfortable but the harder she tried the worse it got. She decided that some fresh air on deck might be what she needed to settle down.

She maneuvered her way past the sleeping bodies and made her way to the door. Once outside she took the metal stairs leading to the top deck. There was little to see because it was so dark. The waves looked like black moving silk and the sky was filled with stars. She held the railing and let out a loud sigh. From the shadows she heard a voice.

"Having trouble sleeping?" He asked.

Jayne's heart skipped a beat as she replied. "Yes". She peered in the direction of the voice but the shadows were too deep. She could only make out a faint outline.

"Yeah me too. I'm not a fan of being on the water."

"Really? Why is that?" she asked.

" I don't really know why. It's just something I've always felt. So I'm up here looking for a distraction."

"A distraction? Well there isn't much of a view up here so there is not much to keep you occupied."

" Oh I don't know I think a woman is a fantastic distraction."

Jayne was unsure of what to say in response. She thought for a moment and the only thing she could muster was a faint "oh".

"Do you have a name?"

"It's Jayne." The stranger moved a little closer making her feel a little uncomfortable. His face got so close to hers that she could feel his warm breath on her skin. Then just like that he kissed her. She immediately protested and pulled away. She was shocked by this stranger's nerve. He pulled away but didn't break contact with her. Instead he carefully rubbed her shoulders. It felt good and put her more at ease. He pulled his fingers through her hair filling Jayne with pleasure.

In a sexy sultry voice he said. "Jayne will we be each others distraction for the evening?"

She didn't reply she just held her ground and let him continue massaging her shoulders and neck. It felt so good and so relaxing. She was torn by what she was feeling. A part of her wanted to just let loose and cater to the whims of this stranger. Another part of her was being conservative and telling her to slow down. He moved closer again and placed soft delicate kisses along her neck and jaw line. She swooned there in his arms. She felt her body tingle in ways she hadn't experienced in some time. This is so wrong she thought; but it feels so right.

Like some great intervention of fate her head suddenly swam with the words of her coworkers. She heard all of their memories about passionate nights and forbidden sex. It's my turn she thought. My time is now. I've come so far and I want to change my life so badly. I want to experience those things I want to be that woman. She wanted to tell the stranger yes but she could find no voice. Instead she gave him her answer when she pulled her body closer to his. She wrapped her arms around his hard body and returned his kiss. At first it was gentle she only grazed his lips. Taking her cue he kissed her harder. Their lips mingled sweetly, she parted her lips slightly and his tongue glided in gently meeting her own. He was a wonderful kisser she thought. She had forgotten how good it could feel. They continued their lips passionate battle without words. Like two horny high school kids they made out afraid to take the next step. It still had that effect on her too for she found herself becoming more aroused with every kiss.

The stranger laid passionate kisses along her neck and up to her ear. She swooned in his arms and let out a sigh. He took it as an invitation to take things a little further and he moved his hand down and covered one of her breasts. He pressed it gently waiting for her resistance when he met none he moved up and began unbuttoning her blouse. They continued kissing while he pulled her blouse free from her body. She was aware he was undressing her but she was more aware of the need she was feeling between her legs. He wrapped his arms around her body and fumbled with her bra. Just get it off she thought all she wanted was to feel more pleasure. His hands felt wonderful moving over her smooth breasts. His kisses began to move and Jayne felt like screaming to break the tension she felt. She couldn't wait to feel his mouth on her aching breasts. He took his time and covered her shoulders with small kisses. Finally he made his way onto her erect nipple and Jayne couldn't be silent any longer. She let out a long slow moan as he teased her nipples with his soft lips and tongue. When he moved to her other breast the cool night air struck her wet flesh and made her shiver.

With his sensual lips still working their magic on her breasts He turned his attention a little lower and unbuttoned her jeans. In anticipation of his touch Jayne felt herself throb and she could tell she was extremely wet. She couldn't remember ever being this wet before, but then she couldn't remember ever wanting anything so badly. He made no move to remove her jeans instead he forced his hand inside. He pushed past her wet panties until his fingers found what they were looking for. He moaned in approval when he discovered how wet she was. Her swollen clit was enjoying every moment of his fingers dance. She moaned and moved with the slightest move he made. He pushed further and forced two of his fingers inside of her. Jayne groaned loudly and tried to open her legs wider so he could plunge himself deeper.

Jayne felt her jeans were nothing but an obstacle between her and her pleasure so she began trying to pull them down. She tugged at the sides and tried to force them down her legs. The whole while the stranger never left her. With his fingers deep inside of her he used his thumb to stroke her clit. The way he moved was making Jayne forget where they were and who might see them. She didn't even care. She just wanted to get naked and submit herself to the pleasure. Once her jeans got to her knees she lifted her feet and used them to inch her jeans down the rest of the way. Finally kicking them off she felt liberated. She lifted her leg and pulled it around the stranger's hip. He took full advantage of being less restrained and pushed deeper inside of her. Jayne wasn't usually as vocal as she was tonight but she didn't care. The ship was loud and no one would hear her, she was free to be as loud as she wished.

Her arousal was making her bolder and she reached for his pants. He let his hands drop and let her have her way with him. She stood in front of him and undid his pants carefully. She tugged them down to his hips. She felt his erection spring up as she freed it. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and gasped at its size. He was so much larger than she was used to. The prospect of something this larger inside of her fascinated her; She couldn't imagine what it might feel like. She stroked up and down the soft skin of the shaft. The stranger moaned and encouraged her efforts. She tightened her grip and pulled harder. His excitement was increasing her own. She couldn't believe this was happening, her head swam with so many emotions and then it came to her. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to know what it was like. Jayne had never experienced oral sex; it had not been a part of her sex life, it had not really been a thought but here tonight she wanted it.

She continued touching the strangers large hard shaft. She moved to kiss him and then she moved to his ear. She wanted him to know her intentions but she also needed him to know that she was completely inexperienced. She moved nervously towards his ear and whispered.

"I want to taste you." The stranger didn't reply he only groaned. "I've never done this before." She said.

"I will show you." He gasped.

Jayne knelt before him unsure of where to start. She pulled his hard sex towards her mouth but didn't place it inside. Instead she carefully placed her lips against it. She could feel its wetness. She pulled back and licked her lips, the precum was so much sweeter than she had imagined. She moved in again and began kissing the head after a few moments she felt a little more comfortable and she took the head inside of her mouth. She moved her mouth around the head a little but it was awkward. She really wanted to please the stranger but wasn't sure what to do.

He placed his hand beneath her hair and cradled her head in his hand. With his free hand he held his hard cock and guided it to her mouth.

"Pretend you are making love to it with your mouth." He said.

He rubbed his head all around her mouth and face. She opened her mouth greedily trying to capture it. Finally he plunged it inside of her anxious mouth. This time she wrapped her lips and mouth around it more tightly and his moans told her he liked it. Using his hand as a guide he moved her head back and forth at a pace he found to his liking. Taking his time he plunged a little deeper each time until he reached the point she could manage. From there he really took off and began involuntarily pumping her mouth. It just felt too good and he didn't want to stop. His moans and sighs only fueled Jayne's fire and she kept up the pace. She felt more confidence now and began to vary the pressure. She would move her head from side to side and pull back hard sending the stranger into loud groans of pleasure. She could tell he would soon come if they kept up the pace.

The stranger sighed and pulled himself from Jayne's waiting lips. "No" she cried. "I want to taste it, all of it!" She was practically crying she wanted it so badly.

In a half whisper and half sigh the stranger replied. "Okay, Okay."

He let Jayne take him back inside of her warm mouth and she began to work him hard, just like he had shown her. He could feel the pressure building up inside. Once again he pulled himself out. He held Jayne by the hair and began to vigorously stroke his cock. "You want it?" he asked.

"Yes! Yes!" she squealed. She opened her mouth wide ready to accept what ever he had to offer. The sound of him stroking his cock drummed in her ears. Her heart raced and she thought it would burst if he didn't come soon. He moaned loudly and a warm shot burst forth striking her cheek. Another short burst landed in her hair. Finally he held himself to her lips and his warm passion drizzled onto her lips and into her open mouth. It excited Jayne so much that she almost came. She was surprised to find the taste to her liking and she wanted more. She lavished his newly spent sex with licks and sucks to be sure not to miss any.

He pulled her away and helped her to her feet. He kissed her lips passionately and could taste himself there. He backed her up while they kissed. She wasn't sure where he was moving but she didn't care she knew she was eager to be a part of anything he was offering. Finally she felt something against the back of her legs and she looked to see what it was. It was one of the benches that were placed along the deck. He pushed her down into a sitting position then knelt down closer to her level. They still kissed and embraced. He pushed himself between her legs. He had pulled up his pants so she was disappointed not to feel his sex against her. Instead she felt his rough jeans, which he pushed, against her wet sex. I can't wait until those jeans come off again she thought.

The stranger stopped kissing her and moved his head towards her sex. Oh my God Jayne thought! I can't believe this is happening. He pushed his mouth onto her waiting sex and began to tease her clit with his lips and tongue. Jayne cried out in pleasure, still unable to believe this was happening. His tongue and lips felt so good. She wanted to feel more. She moved her feet unto the bench to get her legs open wider. She then reached down and pulled apart her swollen lips. Her maneuvers worked to increase her pleasure and he eagerly bathed her sex with his tongue. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more pleasure he pushed his fingers inside of her. This was sending Jayne over the edge but she didn't know how to handle it. The tension inside of her was unlike anything she had ever felt. She squirmed around beneath his tongue and fingers. She writhed and bucked then fell silent. Then it came in a huge rush of relief she felt herself dive over the edge. She came loudly and shaking violently. She didn't know what to do with herself she had never felt anything like this before. She pulled her hands through her hair. She held her head to the sky. Even though it was over she still felt her sex throb violently.

The stranger pulled her up and turned her around. He pushed her onto the bench and slapped her ass hard. Owwwww! She thought but then she heard his fumbling with his zipper and jeans. She put her arms over the bench and readied herself for him. She pushed her ass in his direction and spread her legs. He moved in standing behind her and slid his hard cock between her legs. It brushed her thigh along the way and she groaned in anticipation. With cock in hand he guided it to her slit. He teased the opening making Jayne moan for more. Finally he pushed his large head inside. Where Jayne had gone so long without it felt so foreign to her. It felt almost like being a virgin again. It was so big it hurt but at the same time there was undeniable pleasure. She moaned and he slid in deeper. Jayne felt a great measure of satisfaction to finally have what she had been craving all night. He quickly found his pace and began pumping her sending Jayne on a frenzy of pleasure and moans.

He stopped pumping and wrapped his hands around Jayne's body. He guided her to kneel up more. When she did he grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples hard. Jayne cried out in both shock and pleasure. He let her lean over the bench again but he didn't finish playing with her. He reached around and began touching her clit. "Now show me how you like It." he said. She reached down between her legs and took over. He began pumping her again while she fingered her clit. She never in her life thought that sex could feel like this. His pace became more frenzied and he began thrusting her deep and hard. She was moaning like crazy unable to contain herself. Suddenly he slowed down but Jayne wasn't ready for him to stop. "No! Please don't' stop." She said. He didn't listen to her cries instead he slowed it down to save himself. Jayne wasn't having any part of that and she began pushing herself onto his hard cock. She used her hands against the bench for leverage and worked her body back and forth on his hardness. He didn't protest he let her have her way. He enjoyed the sight of her slamming her body against his.

At her own pace now Jayne wasn't long building her pleasure. She knew she would come soon. She pushed herself back so hard but this time he met her half way. He grabbed her hips as their bodies collided. He held her there and pumped vigorously until she fell silent again. Then he knew he had her. She let out a long loud scream as she came. She soaked his cock in her cum sending him over the edge too. Together they rocked their bodies while they shuddered in pleasure.

She stayed there spent for several minutes just enjoying her body coming down off of its sexual high. She was aware of him pulling out of her but that was all. She waited a minute then turned around expecting to see him there, but he was gone. It was so dark that he could have easily been hiding in the shadows. She peered around squinting to see if she could catch a glimpse of him or where he might have gone. She ran to the stairs where she came on deck but the stairwell was empty. Suddenly feeling vulnerable and naked she decided it was best to search for her clothes before searching for the stranger. She groped around the deck pulling on clothing as she went. She was short her panties but in frustration she gave up. She thought it might be funny for someone to find her panties in the morning and wonder who owned them and how they got there.

She raced down to the lower deck hoping to find the stranger waiting for her but there was no one. Everywhere she looked there were sleeping passengers and nothing more. She made her way back to the lounge to her seat. She looked around the room and wondered if the stranger was among this group of sleepers. She pulled the sleeping bag around her and fell into blissful sleep.

Morning came with announcements about arriving in port and what would be available for breakfast in the cafeteria. She made her way back on deck but in the daylight and with port looming in the distance she was far from alone. With every man she met she tried to make eye contact. She wanted so badly to try and see if there was some clue as to the identity of the stranger. Maybe they would pass her a knowing look and she would know it was him. Instead she was met with polite smiles and nothing more. In the bowels of the ship she made her way to her car. As she approached it she saw something on her windshield. As she moved closer she could see it was her missing panties. She moved quickly so other passengers wouldn't see her little gift. She grabbed them from beneath the window wiper blade and poked them in her pocket. She unlocked her car and sat inside. Once safely inside she reached in her pocket and looked at her missing panties. She noticed something was written on them in marker. She discreetly pulled them open and read; Jayne you were a wonderful distraction. Every hair on her body stood on end. She frantically scanned the cars around her for a sign. She just had to know who he was. She got back out of the car and peered all around her. There was nothing out of the ordinary. People just moved past and went to their cars with their families in tow. There were no second glances or knowing looks. In fact she felt quite invisible there. The other cars were moving now and she could wait no longer. She got on board her car and drove off into the beautiful morning ahead.