Storm Shelter Sex Finale
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A few days after the installation of my storm shelter had been completed one of those isolated summer thunderstorms came along with its torrential rain, thunder, and lightning, just before full darkness descended. I was enjoying my second SM&BW (that’s sour mash and branch water for those who don’t know) highball when the phone rang. When I answered the divorced Thai lady next door, Lisa, asked if she could run over and stay in my storm shelter with me. I said, “Lisa, this isn’t a severe...
A few days after the installation of my storm shelter had been completed one of those isolated summer thunderstorms came along with its torrential rain, thunder, and lightning, just before full darkness descended. I was enjoying my second SM&BW (that’s sour mash and branch water for those who don’t know) highball when the phone rang. When I answered the divorced Thai lady next door, Lisa, asked if she could run over and stay in my storm shelter with me. I said, “Lisa, this isn’t a severe...
MatureAs I mentioned in this story: https://xhamster.com/stories/the-first-girl-i-deflowered-869144 I fucked my first virgin I met in a battered women's shelter. I also fucked her mom. This is a bonus story to that.Somehow word got around in the battered women's shelter my mom, me and my sister lived in temporarily, I do not know by whom, that I had fucked Faith and her mom and I was really good at it. I was 15 years old at the time and could get and stay hard and after fucking and cumming could...
I glanced to my side at her as we walked up the deserted street. The wind gusted catching her blonde hair and her face was momentarily revealed in full. God, she looked hot. And without even trying particularly hard to be either.I found it a unique talent of hers, the way she could turn me on simply by wearing normal everyday outfits. To be fair, these weren't exactly her every day clothes seeing as she'd been dressed up for a Christening service and party but skirt, blouse, jacket and boots?...
The Bomb Shelter Virgin Christmas Eve 1941, Kyiv (Kiev) Russia.Natalya was busying herself peeling vegetables for Christmas day by candlelight. She had not long returned from Christmas Eve mass at the church, the deep cold still in her bones.Dressed in her numerous layers of woolen clothing it seemed impossible to keep warm.It was ten below zero outside and the snow had been falling for many days.Everything was white-over and silent.Natalya wasn’t looking forward to spending another Christmas...
Straight SexThe fun began with Lisa and I naked in the laundry room. She already knew that I had a huge hard cock that was seeping pre-cum through the eye on its bulbous head because she had just tasted some of my spunk and allowed me to taste some of it myself. I was in the middle of asking Lisa if she would like something to eat or drink when there was another loud roar of thunder. Lisa cried out, “Damn, that shit scares the hell out of closer and make me feel secure!” I didn’t know how I could be...
The air conditioner had kept the air temperature in my bedroom at a comfortable 72 degrees. But Lisa and I had both generated quite a bit of body heat while she gave me a masterful blowjob and I feasted on her boobs with my mouth while at the same time twiddling her twat with my fingers and pleasuring her clit with my thumb, until both of us enjoyed stupendous orgasms. Lust and sexual activities both generate heat… Some mentally, and some physically. Both Lisa and I had at least temporarily...
After wishing good luck to the participants, Archbishop Silternja sat in his middle seat, at the left end seat sat Cardinal Northstar, His Young Eminence sat in the other middle seat and Sister Iaura at the right end seat. Priest announcer Armin exited the arena, leaving only the one thousand and three participants inside. “Thank you, Archbishop Silternja”, he said with no hint of intention to address the two youngsters sitting together with the holy Archbishop and Cardinal, as if he was...
Over Christmas I did the odd bit of voluntary work at my local homeless shelter, I have got too know a few of them over the holidays & feel for them. Most are in the situation through no fault of their own, just bad luck & circumstances. They only have twelve beds, sometimes eight turn up other night's we have to turn people away or find them other accommodation. I Knew I was doing the sleep over on the 27th, I would be the only worker after 11pm in the...
I stood shivering as the cold wind blew through the shelter, the only other occupant was an old man, sitting huddled on the edge of the bench, at the entrance, his heavy coat buttoned all the way up, topped by a woollen scarf, wrapped around his neck and face.It was still dark, this far North and as the town clock pealed 06:30, the snow started to fall.I moved further into the shelter to escape the biting cold wind, that swirled around the entrances, at least here in the centre of the shelter,...
“Honey! We have to go right now!” Cynthia called out with an edge of panic in her voice.I was running through the house checking that all the windows and doors were tightly locked. A strong gust of wind rattled the last rain-spattered window as I checked it. Cynthia looked concerned when I eventually joined her in the car. I quickly checked that she had packed the overnight bags and blankets before reversing out the garage.Hurricane Irma was scheduled to make landfall later that night. It...
MILFThis is really fucking long. If you are not willing to wait 5000 words for them to have sex, you should probably find another story. I considered putting it in two or three installments, but didn't want to. This way makes the most sense. I think my next story will be something more fun. Maybe I'll write another Little Sister sequel. Or not. We'll see. Part One: Sister and Brother My grandpa has always been, to put it one way, insane. He's brilliant, almost the stereotypical mad scientist. He...
Incest"Who was that on the phone James?""It was Rev. Jones at the shelter. The guy that was supposed to show tonight didn't, so Rev. Jones asked me to fill in. They have a capacity crowd tonight because of the cold weather and he's afraid that if all the homeless men don't get their cocks sucked before they go to bed tonight, there might be some trouble because they'll be restless and won't sleep well. The weather is terrible, but I feel I must go in.""Yes, the snow storm is bad, but dear I have...
The shelter was open until noon on Christmas Eve to accommodate Santas who wanted to give puppies or kittens to good girls and boys. Samantha had planned to give Archie a little while to decompress after work, so she told him she’d be there around 3:00. There was a giant mall just west of Denver, and traffic around there would be hideous on Christmas Eve. And, she had one last minute errand to run, which might take about an hour. Given all that, Google Maps said, at the absolute worst, she’d...
Gentle readers, a friend and writing partner suggested I make it clear from the beginning that this isn’t a stroke story. And truly, it is not. Sometimes, you just need an old-fashioned love story. All rights reserved, but you knew that. ‘Money may buy you a fine dog, but only love makes him wag his tail.’ – Kinky Friedman raconteur, Texas Jewboy, and founder of Utopia Animal Rescue Prologue ‘I’m never going to say goodbye to you.’ As his front door closed, Archie wondered what that meant....
I am 6'1" with blond hair and blue eyes. I have never had a problem bringing ladies home. I am a Veterinarian and have an office in the city. I also do volunteer work at a dog shelter on the weekends. The owners rescue dogs and find homes for them once I have examined them. Some come in pretty bad shape so they take a little longer to heal. Others are beautiful dogs that were simply abandoned somewhere. The nearest neighbor lives 15 miles away on a farm. I met them when I bought the...
Cynthia woke up before most of the people in the storm shelter. She had slept quite well and considering how much she hated sleeping anywhere other than a bed; it was a small miracle that she had slept at all. The worst of the storm seemed to have passed, the wind had died down and a steady rain was all that remained of the retreating storm.Cynthia was pleased that she could hear light snoring coming from Jason confirming that he was still asleep. She needed some time to just think with no...
First TimeIn the late 21th first century a nuclear war had made the entire world a barren and lifeless wasteland. There were pockets of survivors here and there and as the centuries passed they formed their own tribes to survive in this new world. The terrain of American was an ugly dark brown with dried up rivers and lakes everywhere. There were some ponds and lakes that carried water, which was utterly contaminated with germs and radiation. Rabbits, rats, squirrels and other small creatures could...
I was feeling that I had finally hit rock bottom as I lay on the bed that I was assigned at the mens shelter! It was a type of work program where you had to work for your keep some guys went out and collected clothing at the many boxes the organization had all over the state then the clothes were sorted the good ones were resold at a thrift store the others were sold as rags baled into huge bales they were then sold to a company it looked like a pretty lucrative racket to me the owner drove a...
It was a hot summer day when Jessica went out for a long walk with her boyfriend, Doug. The type of hot summer day where the sun comes out early in the morning and doesn't budge all day. The weather had been the same all week, so Jessica and Doug decided to make the most of it with a walk through the Lake District and to see Lake Buttermere. They were hoping to see a couple of the little towns and villages along the way. They had both loved the Lake District as children and couldn't wait to...
SwingersMonday turned into Tuesday, then Wednesday, and Thursday, as it has an annoying habit of doing. Archie barely noticed though. All he thought about, all he could focus on, was Samantha. And Ginger’s revelation about The Accident. More than anything, he wanted to talk to Samantha, but like Gabe had admonished him, he couldn’t call her without her number. He briefly considered asking Ginger for it, but something inside stopped him. Pride? Stupidness? Fear? Hard to say, but he just couldn’t bear...
The icy chill of the cold, November evening that marked the first snowfall of the year could not even compare to the chill in John Burke's heart. As he walked the four blocks from the corner store to his apartment with a gallon of milk in his hand, he stared down at the ground, lest he catch the eye of one of the few people who ventured out on a night like this in the otherwise silent and deserted streets. He didn't want to talk to them. He didn't even want to acknowledge their existence....
"Damn it, Philip, don't be so bloody selfish. You've got three months vacation from university, surely you can spare three weeks? You know very well I can't go, I have business to attend to. Your mother can't go down there on her own."It was strange how my father always had "business to attend to" when mother went of on her trips.My mother is Dr.Anna Bridges, a geologist of considerable repute, working for the State Geological Centre. Even on her annual leave she could not stop working, but...
I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock - ten inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort. That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual...
I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock - ten inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort. That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual...
1Storm of the Century By The TechnicianFantasy, BDSM, Transgender?, Flogging, Female-Female, Forced Orgasm, Wiccan Magic = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Strange things happen when the storm of the century approaches the Irish coast. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons...
Everyone has their fetishes right? Mine's not that weird really; not compared to what I see on the internet... I don't think so anyway. There's just something about storms that get to me. Everything from that wind whipping through the trees to the deafening crash of thunder gets me charged up. It makes my whole body hungry. It awakens a b**st sleeping within me. I'd never thought consciously about it really. It was just a feeling, an energy that the anticipation of the next crash of thunder...
The storm hit with a ferociousness none had expected, the wind whipping trees and tearing off loose shingles on the houses around them. Teri stood outside, one hand holding down her flying skirt, the other shading her eyes from the slashing rain. The noise was deafening, hurting the eighteen year old girl's ears even as she strained to hear over it. She was listening for the sound of a car engine, her mother's, who had gone into town shopping earlier, before the storm had started. The rain...
The delicate metallic sound of chimes awakens you from your sleep. A cool, sporadic breeze causes the sheer d****s over the doors to the balcony to bellow gracefully into the darkened room. The two walls of open glass doors to the 15th floor wrap around balcony allow a panoramic view over the Gulf of Mexico. The entire end corner of the room is briefly illuminated electric-blue by lightening. Shortly thereafter thunder rumbles in the distance. A storm is gathering off-shore. Sliding out...
It was Christmas and the homeless persons shelter had opened, this year there were more people than normal there, 14 year old Colin was there, his family had been made homeless when his parents fell into arrears with the rent and they were evicted, Colin was in a quiet area when he saw 16 year old Sara walk by, he had gone to the same school as her she was well liked at school, Sara was a volunteer at the shelter and had spoken to him a couple of times. as she passed she said if you want some...
For being as free-spirited as she was, Ginger had a few dyed-in-the-wool convictions. One of those was that Christmas decorations were not to be put up until the first weekend in December, anything earlier than that, she’d said many times, was just plain gauche. (She’d said it so often, in fact, that Archie had won $20 off a volunteer at the shelter three years ago, who bet that Ginger didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘gauche.’) So, the first Saturday in December saw Ginger, Archie,...
It finally came. The moment you were waiting for and everyone else had feared. The end of civilization. While the others are seeking shelter, you already built one. You have been preparing. You are jobless but you have made a killing before the big cryptocurrency crash. With that money, you have created an underground vault in your large backyard, a fallout shelter. While the end has come, you will decide who gets to come in and how the drug that you have tainted the water supply of the vault...
Mind ControlThis story is not written by me, I copied it from Juxian Tang's Fiction. If you like it, go visit the page: http://juxian.slashcity.net/index.htmlThere's plenty more of this. Btw this is one of the rather harmless stories, others by this author contain extreme torture, v******e and all the abuse you can imagine. Have fun. THE SHELTERI met them where Tornfield Avenue was intersected with that small street - only several doors of half-decent bars and a neon sign of a night-club. They passed me...
HI friends, This is umesh from udaipur in rajasthan state(). this is the first time i am submitting a story on ISS.pl let me know the comments to improve. This happened when my cousin brother dropped his family in my housing as he was in Air Force and was posted to a new place where family quartars were not available. i am 43 yrs and having a full house constructed,with a 2 room set for rent.my wife is in central govt service posted to gujrat area and visits me almost in 2 months.my brother...
IncestAll that Carolina wanted for her 18th birthday was a dog. Not a puppy like most would’ve liked, but a real, grown, preferably large dog. One like her friend Teresa had, maybe. Hers was big, and strong, and mmmh ... Teresa had shown her a few things which were all secret, but also exciting, and had populated Carolina’s dreams ever since. And so she was rather disappointed that instead of a panting, four-legged companion she had just gotten an envelope from her parents, as usual. “Happy...
I was surprised when Monica admitted me to Hope Haven. The front door led down a long passageway to another door. Behind the door was a glass-in entryway. She wasn't kidding when she said that forced entry would be difficult. I guess you can't be too careful when dealing with men who would strike a women or a child. I didn't comment on the security as much as I wanted to. I was led through an office into a large kitchen. I was surprised at the size of everything. The building didn't...
Storm By R. Johnston Chapter 1: The Arrival The unmarried Kennedy sisters' small farm was on a quiet stretch of the coast just about a mile from the sea. Jane in her early forties and Maggie younger by a few years, managed to make a living from their small dairy herd and a flock of free range hens. The farmhouse was a two storied solid building surrounded by elm trees planted half a century ago to protect it from the prevailing north wind. It could not be seen from the main...
Nick stood on the back porch and looked up at the darkening sky. It was strange the way the sky was moving. It was as if a dark green blanket were being d****d over the Earth by unseen hands. Nick felt his arms prickle with goose bumps as a cool breeze wafted over him.Thunder roared in the distance and Nick could see shards of lightning touching down in his neighbor's yards down the road."Nick? Does it look bad?" Nick's beautiful wife Lauren was in the living room looking out the sliding glass...
Author's Note: A meteoroid is a piece of debris that drifts through space. It can be as small as a grain of sand or bigger than a house. When the meteoroid enters the Earth's atmosphere, friction causes the meteoroid to overheat and give off a bright light. The light created by a meteoroid burning in the atmosphere is called a meteor. The portion of the meteoroid that survives to land on the surface of Earth is called a meteorite. People frequently use the term meteor to refer to a...
“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...
OutdoorIt’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...
AnalStorm Bound TwinsThe winter season in Seattle, Washington has a cold and wet climate that is ripe for storms and constantly suffers from power outages.Hannah, who is 24 and living with her twin sister Samantha, was looking out the living room window to the blackened sky and saw a flash of lightning and quickly went to where her sister was currently sitting and shivered as another bolt of lightning flashed from outside.Samantha looked at her sister and shook her head, "You know you really should...
Morgan Page coasted up to the little cabin on fumes, consciously kicking herself for not filling up the truck at that little convenience store in town. When would she ever learn? Reaching over into the back seat she grabbed her coat and hoped like hell the temperature wasn’t as low as her truck thermometer had said before she lost power. Nine degrees was just too cold and the wind had to bring the temps down to way below zero as it howled through the trees. Grabbing her phone, she looked to...
The office seems stuffy today so we decide to go for a walk while we eat our lunch. The sun is shining, but grey clouds are starting to build. It looks like rain may be coming. Hopefully we should have finished our lunch before it pours, but despite any concerns we head off towards the river. The swans had their cygnets not so long ago, it will be nice to see how much they have grown. It’s lovely outside in the fresh air. As we stroll along, we fall into step together. I like spending time with...
ExhibitionismSo, in case any of you live under a rock or in say Indonesia you probably know that the Midwest got some pretty serious storms and shit last weekend. Here's the story of how I lost power but gained a fuck buddy. HahahahahaHead Down. Follow Through. Wrists back and forward. Bend knees slightly. I look one last time down range and swing. I hear a barely audible crack and know I hit a good shot. Sure enough, I look up and find my ball falling ever so slowly toward the 100 yard marker. It flies...
"What do you want me to wear?" Her text message reads."High heels and that silver heart necklace," I shoot back. Quickly I send another message, "And nothing else." If I had been in the mood I might have let a smirk cross my lips, but this wasn't the time for that. I was filled with that undeniable authority that came from knowing exactly what I wanted at exactly the time I wanted it. This wasn't some random act of ignorance. Every move has a purpose. Control of myself meant control of...
SeductionChapter 2 Archie wasn’t exactly what you’d call nervous, Ginger thought as she watched him work on Thursday, but he didn’t seem quite right, either. No reason for him to be nervous, was there? He didn’t know he had a date Friday night, even if she did know. So fearing something had happened in the intervening 30 hours, she pulled him aside. ‘You seem … on edge today, Archie. Everything okay? Afraid my friend and I will look so hot tomorrow night that you won’t be able to control your base,...
As I stood next to the train tracks watching my boyfriend drive away, I thought to myself why do I always hookup with the assholes? We had been out dancing at the local bar when we got in an argument over the price of eggs in china (well he had been drinking a lot) which ended with us leaving and him tossing me out of his truck right here at the train switching station. “Well maybe I’ll just get a motel room tonight and take cab home in the morning and then toss that idiot out...
Shelter at home. My dumb fuck si(s)ter Franny separated from her husband and brought her teen daughter Vanessa to stay with me for a week or so until this damn C-19 virus hit.I only have a two bedroom condo. They had no choice but to share a bed.The other problem is I like to be naked or wear a gentleman's G string. A few times after work I showered, walked around the house naked and began to love the free feeling.If you've never tried be naked you should try it several times. My si(s)ter and...
Kitten Shelter I picked up the phone, unsure of what I should do next. I knew Momma Gina would do as she always did. She would ask if I was sure about this, then back me up no matter what I chose to do. But my sister Erika had gone out on her own. Become a wandering Cougar without a declared kitten. Sure she was interested but until her last two years of wander lust away from home she'd never really taken a kitten of her own. And then she comes home with three. And to make...
XIV. Gimme shelter. "You live in a garage?" They were standing on the little concrete square outside the front door, staring up together at a tidy two story structure that, modifications notwithstanding, still, in fact, looked very much like a garage. "Well, it's not exactly a garage. Actually, It's a converted carriage house. I'm just renting. The woman I work for owns it. She lives in the main house across the garden." "A carriage house? What's that?" "It's where they used...
Prologue She had come back to his little restaurant within a week which he took to be a good sign. From what the owner had told him about her, she was quite the mark; rich, single and, he had to say, gorgeous. Now all Lorne needed to do was just reel her in. In his half-baked idea of a plan, he'd try to seduce her and then, if that worked, see how much he could live off her money. He wasn't a thief, and he certainly wasn't a confidence man, but he was not above living off her if...
“I’m telling you. Please just stay at home with me, Emily.” I can still remember how it all began with my mother’s words. It feels like it happened so long ago. As it so often happened in my life, I had to endure her nagging and guilt tripping. Whenever there was something I wanted or needed to do, she would try to shut it down. It was endearing as much as it was annoying. She was overprotective and unreasonable but didn’t care to admit it. I was old enough to take care of myself, and her...
The Chamber was charmed by my date. I was my usual professional self and I think it threw Carrie off a bit. I am somewhat reserved and staid when I am in a professional situation — a far cry from the juvenile way I behave in private. But the members in attendance were old moneyed or new moneyed but either way they were moneyed. Carrie was used to dealing with these types of people. Some of her clients were multi-national corporations so she was at ease. I, on the other hand, hated the...
"What's the plan for tomorrow?" Carrie asked. I actually grimaced. "What?" she wondered. "Do you have Christmas tradition like a root canal or something?" "Well, kind of," I replied. "Newspapers run 365 days a year. So people have to work on Christmas, New Year's, Fourth of July, Easter. I try to make sure the staff is only bare bones but I have to have people there. When I got here no salaried person worked the holidays. If you were a manager you were off. They would appoint...
Christmas morning arrived and I knew I had to get out of bed. I really didn't want to move. I would be content to snuggle beside Carrie all day. But I had to get the kids to their mother's and see if the office was still standing. I had been gone for 9 days. During that time the only contact I had with the place that provided my paycheck was when the writer from the Holiday Ball stopped by. Even when I would take the kids on vacation I would usually call in a couple of times during the...
About two months ago, Phil Peterson completed an online survey for the hell of it. A few weeks later, he got a call and was informed that he had won a free trip to a Cancun resort for a family of four. Since it was just him and his son, Nathan, he invited his business partner and friend Jack, and his daughter Missy, to accompany him. Jack likewise wasn’t currently married, so it made sense for the four of them to go together.The four woke up before the sun was even up to fly to Mexico for a...
OutdoorI had read of things like this but never dreamed it would happen to me. I knew before I stepped through the bedroom door, the sight only confirmed it. My Gerry, giving off the uncontrolled sounds so familiar to me as her hips thrust back at Mike, my so-called best friend in the world. Naked in our bed. Naked, the smell of their sex filled the room tearing at my heart. Eight long years of marriage, down the tubes. I had thought we were happy, living the American dream. We had a nice home, a...