Kelsey in the Power Outage
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We’ve been planning it for months, this epic trip with our friends Mark and Stacy. My wife Katie and I have known them for over ten years now and we love hanging out with them. A while back we got this brainstorm to head up to our timeshare for the holidays and spend nearly a full week skiing and having fun.
It’s determined that the most efficient way to get our vacation underway is for me to pick up Stacy at her work and for Mark to pick up Katie from her Mom’s place. Stacy and I are getting about a three hour jump on them, but we figure that’s a good thing. We can get the kitchen stocked and have the fire and heater going long before they arrive.
It’s been a nice drive, this four hour jaunt from the city to the high country. As always, our conservation is light and flirty. It’s always been like this for Stac and me.
“Are you looking forward to skiing again?” I ask. “It’s been a while!”
“Yeah, I love skiing. I love to feel the wind in my face and the thrill of going really fast. I love going down!” she says, ever the sexy little flirt. “It’s been quite a while since I got off…a lift that is.”
I’m not crazy when she does that. She says stuff like that to me when we’re alone and when the four of us are together. I never know how to read it. Those types of statements haven’t helped my thought life. I’ve struggled at times fantasizing about her. I can tell that my infatuation with her has been growing for a while and I’ve understood the need to keep it in check. I certainly don’t want to screw up my marriage.
As we approach the outskirts of town the skies are growing more threatening by the minute. A light snow begins to fall as we enter the supermarket. Stacy, always the planner, has a long list for us to confiscate. We stick together, each grabbing our own cart. Her friskiness doesn’t stop in the car.
“Can you give me a hand with this?” she asks as she leans forward, reaching for the cereal up on the highest shelf. She’s on her tip toes and her work slacks are hugging her ass, sliding up her crack as if it is a second skin. Her blouse is pulled up and I can see her taut, tanned abs, perhaps my favorite part on a woman. I can only see half of her face as she looks back at me over her shoulder, her smoldering eyes shadowed a bit by her falling hair. “Mike please,” she says playfully, “I need a hand with my box…now!” She is such a lovely and sexy sight, my cock is instantly hard as I grab and hand her the box. She doesn’t move an inch, causing my body to rub up against hers as I stretch for the oatmeal. I must say she smells divine.
As we meander down the liquor and wine aisle she tells me how we need to “really stock up on this stuff. I’ve got to find some way to get you loosened up and ready to go!” How can your thoughts not get away from you with statements like that? Next thing I know a full quarter of her cart is filled with alcohol. As we stand in line at the checkout I ask her to take a look outside.
“Wow, it’s really coming down,” she says. “It’s almost a white out. How far is it to your place?”
“We’ve got about a 10 minute jaunt,” I tell her. “Let me pay for this while you call Mark. Find out where he and Katie are. They might be in for a pretty dicey drive getting up. And, I assume he’s driving his Tahoe?” I ask. As I begin to unload Stacy goes for a walk, pacing back and forth in front of the registers intently talking to Mark. My eyes look outside again and it’s so thick now you can’t even see the first parked car.
“They’re still in the city and just about to head up,” she says. “Unfortunately the Tahoe is in the shop so there’s no 4 x 4 tonight. What should we do, go and get them?”
“Let’s just load this up and get to our place and then go from there,” I say as we pull our hoods over our heads and enter the cold, blistery storm. “Call him back and tell them to stop and grab some dinner and just sit tight. We’ll call them soon.”
The 10 minute drive turns into 40 as we have to nearly crawl because of the snow’s accumulation and poor visibility. As we pull into the driveway it seems clear that our partners might not be joining us tonight.
“There is no way they should drive up here in this weather,” I say as I pull into the garage. “And if it doesn’t let up, I don’t think it’ll be safe for us to go get them either.”
“I know, I was thinking the exact same thing,” she sighs while opening her door.
I go inside and get the heater going and unload the truck. Within an hour the house is getting warm and we are all set up. Stacy and Mark have taken the large master suite on the east side and Katie and I have the nearly as comfortable suite on the other side of the house. Darkness has fallen and its decision making time. There’s at least 18” on the ground now and it continues to hammer down. I get the latest weather update and it’s obvious that to drive out in this tonight would be unwise. I walk over and grab my cell phone.
“What are you thinking?” she asks.
“Kate, it’s me. How are you babe? Good, I’m glad. Say, this isn’t going to happen tonight. It’s coming down big time up here and the net says it’s going to be like this until around 4:00 am. It’s too risky to go back out and get you two. I know we’ll just have to start a day later. I was looking forward to playing with you tonight too.” With that remark I happen to turn to Stacy who is at the window staring outside. A broad smile spreads across her face and I swear she’s licking her lips. Damn, here we go again.
“Sorry, what was that? Yeah, just have Mark drop you off at home and I’ll call in the morning. I’m sure the drive will be fine by then. Yeah…Okay…You don’t need to worry. We’ll be good. Okay, good night babe.”
As soon as I hang up the phone Stacy immediately turns toward me and smiles her sexy smile.
“So, it’s just you and me tonight huh?” she asks rhetorically and walks over to me. As she stands right beside me she puts her hand on my hip and asks, “So what kind of playing were going to be doing tonight? Anything I’d be interested in?” she says breathily.
Damn, this woman is hot and she really gets to me when she does that. I just pull away and try to change the subject. I still can’t tell when she’s serious.
“Come on, tell me. Was it wrestling in the bed naked or strip poker or was it something a bit more provocative?”
Truth be known, it was just a generic statement rather than a particular plan. But her ideas sounded like a great start to get things going.
“You ask too many questions, you know that?” is my only retort. “Why don’t we get dinner started shall we?”
The next couple of hours prove to be uneventful. I enjoy Stacy’s company as she does mine. I’m not a bad cook and she popped the cork on some quality wine to share. By 9:00 we had a bit of a buzz going. It doesn’t take long for the subject to turn frisky again.
“So I have a couple of questions for you.”
“Fire away!” I tell her grinning.
“First off, does drinking help or hinder your performance? And secondly, do you find you’re hornier when you drink?” she asks.
“Wow, you don’t beat around the bush do you,” I reply as I pour us another glass.
“No way! Why on earth would I do that? Unless it’s in my bush, what good does it do?” She too is grinning as she slowly takes a sip.
“You never let up do you? Seriously, do you ever give it a rest, you sexy little wench?” I’m a little embarrassed at my vocabulary. I guess the fifth glass of wine is affecting me more than I thought. She enjoys the miscue as evidenced by her sultry smile and naughty laugh. I’ve felt this tension with Stacy before but never this strong. The silence is screaming when all of a sudden a loud, phenomenal crack of thunder smacks our ears followed by an amazing bolt of lightning that lights up the dim room. Just as suddenly we are sitting in the pitch dark.
If you’ve never been in the mountains on a stormy, moonless night, the darkness is so stark it almost penetrates you. Every minute or so the room is filled with blazing light and piercing thunder. It is so intense it is rather daunting, almost scary. I look over at Stacy and she looks terrified, almost as if violence is being done to us instead of experiencing the harshest noise pollution imaginable.
“It’s okay hon,” I say as I get up and rub her shoulder, a feeble attempt to console her given the state she’s in. She looks petrified. “Everything’s going to be alright,” I assure her. Just then, the lights begin to flicker and darkness overtakes the house. I walk to the window and there are no visible lights anywhere in sight.
“Let me get some candles and oil lamps. I’ll be right back!” I say, trying my best to keep her calm.
“Oh no you don’t,” she says as she grabs the tail of my oxford dress shirt and adds, “You’re not going anywhere without me!” I can feel her hand shaking a bit as we walk down the hall to the linen closet. Soon I have a bit of lighting in most of the rooms in the main part of the house but the forced air heating is now off. It’s in the teens outside and it’s going to get cold in here awfully fast if I don’t get a fire cranking soon. Stacy is still hovering close to me as I light the stack of wood in the fireplace. Within minutes the seasoned timber is blazing. Unfortunately the electric blower above our fire can’t do its job, not until the power goes back on. I’ve seen the power stay out for up to three full days up here. We could be in for a very uncomfortable night.
I ended up dragging a double mattress off of one of the beds and laying it about three feet from the hearth. Next the alpaca skin rug is placed on the top sheet then various blankets and a large down comforter tops it all off. We should stay fairly warm. Stacy is shivering now as she looks down at the bed.
“Now for the tricky part,” I say as I strip down to my boxer briefs and climb in first. “You need to wear next to nothing,” I direct her. “We’re going to have to feed off of each other’s warmth tonight or we’re both going to be miserable.’ She quickly reaches for her suitcase and draws something out to wear. After a very quick stint in the bathroom she’s standing next to the bed as I lift the covers inviting her in. She is wearing a beautiful, sexy baby doll as she slides in closest to the fire and faces it.
“I’m not being creepy but I’m going to spoon you now,” I say as she nods and I inch my way closer until we are attached from shoulders to feet. I can feel the sexy, silky panties that cover her gorgeous ass. I should say my hard cock can!
“So, you are happy to see me!” she finally stutters, the warmth of our bodies not yet filling our joined space. All I could muster through my embarrassment is to say, “Hush up you little wench and go to sleep!” even as my cock bobs in tune with my heartbeat against her backside. We enjoy a bit of small talk as we lay together and I must admit it is a very pleasurable time for me. This woman smells utterly divine and her skin, though I’ve seen it from afar for years, is mesmerizingly soft to the touch. Soon I realize she’s asleep and I am far from there. My mind is racing and my body is aching and I fear I will never drift off.
As I stand over the candle lit toilet relieving myself it occurs to me that it would probably be best if I rubbed one out before trying to doze off again. The unknown, at least until the power comes back and the storm stops, makes me realize that I need to be clear thinking and well rested. As I take my still throbbing cock in hand I stand tall and lean my head back. I’m thinking of the beauty not 25’ from me as I fist my cock and pound away on it.
“Hey, when you’re done there buddy I could use that…the toilet I mean, though I wouldn’t mind using that as well!” she coos. Panicked I pull up my briefs, but it’s a battle to get it over the bulge. I’ve never been more embarrassed in all my life and she can tell. “It’s okay, it’s natural, you got to me as well! Now get the hell out of here and give a girl some privacy.”
I crawl back in bed and try to think of something clever for when she returns. Nothing comes to mind. I lift the covers for her as she resumes the position next to me. I figure I better keep some distance this time to be safe.
“Oh no you don’t, get your ass over here, you’re not going to freeze me out just because you have no self-control!” she says playfully. As I wrap my arms around her again she pulls my hand up towards her face. I can tell I’m already straining my shorts again. Then I notice that something is different.
“Do you like? I was getting a bit hot down there and I thought that it would help,” she says. “You probably are too right?” And with that question she reaches back and yanks my shorts down to my knees. Sure enough, my cock is now poking against her bare skin. Holy fuck!
“There that’s better…now let me see,” she says as she pulls my fingers into her mouth. “Hmmmmm, yes, I thought I smelled your cock on your hands!” and seconds later she was deep throating the fingers that moments before were wrapped around my cock. “You taste delicious!” she says as she drops them back in.
My cock is drooling all over her fine ass when the undeniable sound of her finger fucking invades my ears. Fuck, that’s it!
I kneel down and pull the covers back. Stacy looks a bit shocked as I roll her over onto her back, her beautiful form dancing in front of the flames. She still playing with her clit and now has a hand on one of her breasts, mauling the nipple in a frenzy. I grab her hand from her pussy, pull it into my mouth and suck her clean. Her eyes are smoking hot with desire. As I place her legs on my shoulders I pin her hand above her head and slap her pussy hard with my rock hard cock.
“You’ve been one bad wench and I’m going to,” I say as I shove my cock inside of her, “fuck you so hard you can taste my cock!” She smiles, closing her eyes as she turns her head and yanks on her tit. I begin my assault and impale her tiny frame. I never participated in such a frenzied fuck before and within a minute her body is shaking beneath me in one powerful orgasm.
“Did you like that, my little tease? Do you like the way I’m fucking you?” Sweat is forming on my brow as I pound her cunt into submission. Her second come is just seconds away.
“Yes baby, yes, fuck me Mike! Own your little wench! FUCK ME!!!!” she screams as her body cascades over the threshold.
“Oh I intend to honey. You better hope your husband shows up soon because you’re all mine until he gets here!” I spit out between my grunting. I’m right on the cusp of shooting a massive load into her tight pussy when the phone rings. I motion for Stacy to be silent as I hear my wife speak.
“We decided to go for it. We’re heading up,” she says. I’m still pounding Stacy and the excitement of me talking to my wife while fucking her has her approaching yet another come. I tell her how glad I am when, just as she’s about to hang up, she says, “We’re almost there!”
That was it. I really start to thrust my hips hard as Stacy’s body convulses again. As I feel my cock begin to fill her cunny with my hot spunk the last words I say to my wife before I hit the ‘end’ button are, “Me too, baby, me too!”
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