A chancy storm
written by:
Anonymous

It had been a long day at work and all Gina wanted to do was get home and go straight to bed. As she waited for her bus, she closed her eyes and imagined slipping between the crisp sheets of her bed. Maybe she'd watch a film this evening...or even better visit a few of her favourite 'special websites'. Masturbating was, after all, one of the best ways of passing the time, in her mind. A noise beside her drew her back to the present. Startled, she opened her eyes to see a young man sitting on the bench beside her. She blushed when she remembered what she had been thinking about moments before. He seemed to notice her embarrassment.

"Thinking naughty thoughts were we?" he joked. Gina blushed further and didn't say anything. The man seemed taken aback, realising he'd hit the nail straight on the head. He leant back, seeming to think something over.

Presently the bus arrived and Gina inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. She felt slightly violated...and also rather exhilarated. The young man motioned for Gina to get on the bus first. As she stepped up, he risked a quick peek at her behind. 'nice and perky' he thought, then pushed it aside. He wasn't ready for anything like that...but still, there was a certain attraction to her. He followed her onto the bus, pausing beside the seat she had taken, then taking the seat behind her. They both settled back into their own thoughts as the bus rattled off.

Gina mind was befuddled. She couldn't stop thinking about the young man. He wasn't her usual type, but for some reason....maybe simple the fact that he had interrupted her thinking about masturbating. She was already slightly aroused, he had simply arrived at the wrong moment. She jumped as he tapped her on the shoulder. "Sorry, i must stop startling you" he apologised. She laughed "its no matter" then hesitated "I'm Gina" "Tristan" he replied. There was an awkward moment of silence. "So...do you catch this bus often? I've not seen you here before?" Gina cringed, embarrassed at her obvious chat up line. But he ignored the silent question and simply answered her. "No, I haven't caught this bus before, I've only just moved into the area. I used to live a couple of blocks over". "Oh really, well if you ever need a hand...." She left the sentence hanging. "Thanks, I'll bear that in mind" A quick wink before he settled back into his own seat.

10 minutes later, as the bus reached her stop, Gina realised that Tristan was still sitting behind her. She frowned. This was the last stop before the terminal and they were the only ones left on the bus.

As the bus stopped, they both got up. She turned around "You live round here too? You've moved into a pretty shady part of town" He looked sheepish. "Well actually, I think I was supposed to get off at the previous stop....but for some reason I didn't want to" He winked and she found herself blushing again. "It's rather a long walk now" "It's no matter, I like a stroll" But as they got off the bus, big raindrops started falling. Gina looked up at the sky. It looked very ominous, black clouds closing in. "It can't let you walk back in this, you'll catch your death out here!" As if on cue, the heavens opened and the deluge started. "Quick, this way" Gina yelled, running towards her flat. Tristan hesitated, then followed her.

By the time they got to the door of the apartment block, they were both drenched. Gina's work blouse was wet through revealing her nipples, erect from the chill. But she didn't seem to notice as she unlocked the door and lead them up to her flat. "We're like two bedraggled rats" commented Tristan. "I'm going to go and get changed...I'll see if I can find something for you to wear as well" She looked him up and down, as if to gauge his size. He felt as if she we looking right through his clothes, straight at his naked body. As she disappeared into her room, Tristan felt suddenly cold. He felt the urge to follow her. 'No, that would be wrong' he told himself, 'I barely know her' But still the thought persisted.

Feeling restless, he got up to look around the room. It was sparsely furnished, but had a homely touch. He wandered over to the window and looked out. A flash of lightning lit up the road below; he was glad he wasn't outside right now.

A noise behind him made him turn, thinking Gina was back. But there was no one there. However, the door to her bedroom was slightly open and from this angle, he could see into the room a little. He was about to turn away out of politeness when she crossed into view, wearing nothing but her bra and panties. His pulse quickened and all thoughts of looking away vanished. She had a slender body, but with reasonably big breasts, nicely rounded. He moved closer to the door, not aware that he was moving, but feeling the need to see more. She reached up and unhooked her bra, dropping it the the floor. She was facing away from him, but he had a good view of her pert breasts in the mirror. She massaged her boobs gently before slipping out of her panties, leaving her standing fully naked. 'Hardwood floors' he thought 'nice'.

Suddenly she glanced up and saw his reflection in the mirror. She gasped and spun around, covering herself. She blushed fiercely. "What are you doing?!" She demanded. "I...er...that is...um...i was...the door was open" he stuttered lamely "I'm sorry"

Gina felt suddenly aroused. She knew it was wrong, this man she barely knew peering at her naked. But nevertheless it turned her on. She glanced down and noticed a tell-tale bulge in Tristan's trousers. He was embarrassed, but also aroused. She paused, thinking, then seemed to come to a decision. "So...what do you think?" She removed her hands, giving him an unobstructed view of her body. "Very nice..." He said quietly, regaining a bit of his confidence. "Don't judge a book by its cover" She said mischievously, "shouldn't you check things over properly before you form an opinion?" She had a cheeky glint in her eye.

Tristan could barely believe this was happening. Was she really inviting him to touch her, when she had caught him spying a second ago? He moved slowly towards her and reached out his hand to gently touch her nipple. It became more erect at his touch. 'she's enjoying this' he thought, regaining the rest of his confidence. "So miss, I do believe you are booked in for a thorough inspection" he said authoritatively. She giggled girlishly, then regained composure. "Yes sir. What would you like me to do?" "Well, if you could just come with me" He lead her to the bed "I see you've already removed your clothes, so if you could now sit back and relax. Just do as I say"

Gina's pulse was rushing. She was naked with a man she barely knew and had just invited him to....well she wasn't totally sure what she had invited him to do. But he was in control. And she liked it.

As she sat back on the bed, he took hold of her legs and spread them wide. She could almost feel his gaze as he looked down at her exposed pussy. She was getting a little wet and the smell was emanating from her crotch. She saw he'd noticed. He reached out a finger and gently touched her clit, then ran his finger down towards her slit. She felt herself opening up, wanting him inside her, but he only touched around the edges, teasing her.

He noticed her arousal, saw what she wanted and did the exact opposite. He wasn't going to let her have all the fun. She was going to have to wait. He removed his hand from her crotch and focussed his attention on her breasts. He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched slightly. He twisted the nipple gently, making her gasp. She reached out to push his other hand towards her clit, but he stopped her. "We can't have you messing with the inspection can we?" He got up from the bed.

Gina watched his as he looked around the room; she wondered what he was doing. The anticipation swelled her arousal. She watched as he found her dressing gown and removed the cord, then started rummaging in her drawers. She didn't complain, she was enjoying it too much. He let out a chuckle, then turned around holding a box. She flushed as she realised what it was; her collection of sex toys. He came back over to the bed and tipped the contents out. Several dildos, two vibrators, some nipple clamps and a pair of handcuffs spilled onto the duvet. She looked away, suddenly coy. "I think these'll do the job" he said, retrieving the set of handcuffs before sweeping the rest back into the box and placing it beside her. He noticed her questioning look. "For later" he winked "Now lie back"

She did as she was told. He climbed onto the bed and sat astride her, raising her arms up above her head. He handcuffed her hands together with the chain around the bed rail, so she couldn't lower her hands. She felt a thrill run through her. Then he moved down to her feet and used the dressing gown cord to tie one of her legs to a bedpost. "hmmm" he murmured, thoughtfully looking around the room again. Gina realised what he was looking for. "There's some old silk scarves in the closet" she said. He retrieved a couple of the scarves and came back to the bed. As he leant down to tie her remaining foot to the other bedpost, she had a slight moment of worry. His knots were tight, there was no way she could escape. And she barely knew him.

He finished tying the knot and looked up at her. Her legs were spread, giving him full access to her vagina. She was totally under his control now. "So, what to do with you now then" he said with a glint in his eye. Gina was definitely having second thoughts now. How had she managed to get herself into this situation? She looked down at her exposed body, totally trapped. He noticed her slight concern, and smiled. He wasn't a bad guy, but she didn't know that, and right now he was exhilarated. He wasn't often totally in control, so he was going to enjoy the situation.

He bent down to inspect her collection of toys. He picked a vibrator out of the box and switched it on and off a few times. She looked at it warily. His right hand reached down towards her slit again, massaging the folds. He brought the vibrator towards her clit and held it so it was not quite touching. Then he turned it on. She could just about feel the vibrations, but not properly, so she moved her hips upwards to meet it. But he pushed her back down again. He wanted to tease her.

He kept the vibrator hovering until she was gagging for it, then pressed it firmly against her clit. She gasped loudly, the unexpected pleasure making her light-headed. It was too much, she wanted to squirm away, but she couldn't. He pressed harder and turned the vibrator up a setting. She could only just bear it, the feelings of pleasure pulsing through her body. Suddenly he thrust his fingers deep inside her, and she moaned loudly. He began to pump her, his fingers slick with her juices. Her arousal got stronger as he pumped her harder and faster. He waited until she was just about to orgasm, then withdrew his finger and the vibrator, leaving her hanging. He could tell that she longed for relief, but he wasn't going to give it to her. Not yet.

He glanced over at the box again and spied the nipple clamps. She had certainly liked him twisting her nipples. He reached up and started massaging her right breast again. Pinching the nipple between his fingers until it was really erect. Then he swiftly attached the clamp to her nipple. She gasped again, but this time he wasn't sure if it was from pleasure or pain. Or both. He pinned the second clamp on the other breast and pulled gently on them both. She moaned with pleasure. He clipped each end of a chain onto the clamps, so he could pull them both with one hand. Almost like a bridle on a horse. He sniggered at the thought. Might come in handy when he was riding her.

He returned his attention to her vagina. He picked up one of her dildos and teased the edges of her slit with it. With his other hand, he reached for the vibrator and pressed it against her clit. As he turned it on, he thrust the dildo deep up inside her. She didn't know what to do as the sensations overwhelmed her. Her back arched as he finally let her orgasm, her juices flowing swiftly out of her. But he didn't let her rest; he thrust the dildo still deeper and began to massage her clit with the vibrator. Then he started fucking her fiercely with the dildo. She squirmed, it was too much for her, but he didn't let up.

As she reached her climax again, he dropped the vibrator, leaving it still throbbing against her clit, and reached around to push a finger into her anus. She gasped at the sudden intrusion, throwing her over the edge into and even bigger orgasm. She touched darkness, but he brought her back to savour the full brunt of her orgasm. She was trembling violently, exhausted from his attention, but he wasn't finished with her yet.

He stood up from the bed and stripped naked, dropping his clothes where he stood. He gave her a full view of his long hard cock before moving round to the side of the bed. He made her turn her head towards him, then pushed his cock into her mouth. She flicked her tongue around the tip, making him shudder with arousal. She started sucking his cock, bringing more and more of him into her mouth. The tip just touched the back of her throat, but she squashed the gag reflex. He really wanted to let go now, but he couldn't, he was saving that for inside her. His cock throbbed violently as she trust it in and out of her mouth.

She sucked, drawing the taste into her mouth. She wanted him to cum, so she could swallow it down, savouring the flavour. But just as she was eagerly anticipating the release, he withdrew his cock. Quickly he moved back down to the end of the bed and positioned himself between her legs.

He held himself there, his penis just touching her vagina. He could tell she wanted him, but he wouldn't give in. Just a little longer, draw out the desire. She pulled against the handcuffs, trying to free her hands so she could bring his throbbing shaft deep inside her. She tried to lift her hips towards him, but he kept moving away. She was squirming against her bonds, desperate to get at him, to feel him inside her, get that release. But the bonds held tight, she couldn't do anything but let him tease her. He grabbed the chain attached to her nipple clamps and passed it over his head, so that with each thrust, it pulled on her nipples.

With his cock still rubbing against her vagina, he reached down a hand and gently touched her clit. She shuddered violently, seeping fluids onto the bedsheets. She was really aroused. Carefully he peeled back the flaps of her vagina, opening her hole wide. Juices welled up around his fingers.

Finally he could take it no longer. He thrust his throbbing cock deep inside her. The feeling was intense. The anticipation had made sure they were both really aroused and very sensitive. Every movement sent shoots of electricity through them. He thrust harder, losing himself inside her. Her back arched as the first of her orgasms hit. In her ecstasy, she ripped one arm free, the plastic of the handcuffs shattering under her orgasm induced frenzy. She grabbed the vibrator from beside her and pressed it firmly against her throbbing clit. She moaned loudly as the orgasm intensified.

He could feel the slight buzz of the vibrator against his cock as he thrust himself in and out of her. It felt good. She noticed him trying to get closer to the vibrator with each push. She drew it farther away and then removed it completely. She had a better use for it. Pulling him towards her, she reached round and grabbed his backside with one hand. Then with the other, she gently touched the vibrator to his anus. He moaned and fucked her harder. She pushed the tip of the vibrator gently inside him. The sensation pushed him over the edge. His cock began to throb violently and shoot streams of cum deep up inside her. As the hot cum hit her insides, she was thrust into another orgasm. Every part of her body trembling, she lost control. As she sank into blackness she could still feel his cock deep inside her, pumping out his cum, throbbing as he orgasmed.

When he woke up a little while later, she was still stretched out on the bed. He gently removed the remaining bonds, then lay down beside her. She snuggled into his arms, murmuring. Slowly she opened her eyes to look up at him. He stroked her hair and kissed her gently on the lips. "Some bus journey, eh?" he whispered softly. "The best" she sighed. Then they fell asleep, bodied entwined, the soft sound of the rain tapping rhythmically on the window, lulling them back to sleep.