Flash Flood (closed)

[MissyDemeanors]

Alissa: http://36.media.tumblr.com/d21eceb369eca5103c5423c24265df9b/tumblr_mw1rwzyNMr1qzn5vfo1_500.jpg

The sharp knock was the most wonderful sound Alissa had ever heard before. “Oh thank you!!”

She ran to the front door her flip flops slapping the whole way. She threw the door open and looked at her savior. “Dear god hurry.” She stood before him drenched. Her small silk night gown was plastered to her body. Her shoulder length blonde hair was down and dripping,

She was covered by the baby blue silk material but being drenched it showed she had no bra on and the outline of her panties was easily defined. The blast of cold air from outside made her shiver. Her nipples hardening and goosebumps covering her bare flesh. “Fuck its cold hurry in!”

She turned her back on him rushing to the bathroom. She spoke over her shoulder. “The guy showed me how to turn the water off but Like the pipe is still leaking. The shower head just came off and it’s been insane! The whole bathroom is shot. Thank god for tile.

She felt totally frazzled she’d spent half an hr yelling at a speaker phone while she stood under the water til someone answered. She hated herself for ever wondering why someone would need an emergency plumber.

She got back to her bathroom the floor was covered in , towels, sheets and comforters. She didn’t want it leaking out to her wood floor. The house was being completely remodled and thanks to a hiccup wit her contractor her bathroom and been unrenovated for months. She thought it would be fine to take a quick shower.

The wall wasn’t there but the pipes were . She wasn’t strong enough to turn the screws on the pipe to get the reserve water to quit from leaking. She was back in the bathroom trying to push the towels around to block the leak.

She glanced in the mirror. She looked and felt like a drowned rat and didn’t care. She just needed the water to stop then she could get some dignity. "Hurry the fuck up!" She yelled when she realized he wasn't immediately behind her.

there wasn't much reserve water left. It would stop on its own but probably not before ruining the walls and wood floor. She was too weak to tighten 6 lousy screws. She hated being the weaker sex some times.

 

[Tony2015]

Robert "Bob" Trent was at the end of the bar in a local watering hole putting the moves on a college aged babe and making headway. She was laughing at all of his jokes, even the bad ones. And a moment earlier while laughing hysterically, she'd leaned forward and slapped her hand to his upper thigh, just inches from his now growing cock ... and left it there as she said suggestively, "More ... tell me more."

That was when his cell phone rang with the very-familiar-but-at-this-moment-very-unwelcome ring tone. Bob had waited almost two years to secure a much coveted spot with the local Plumbers Union's 24 Hour Service, and if he ignored the call just for the possibility of getting laid, he'd have to wait a year to apply once again.

He apologized to the woman, tried and failed to get her phone number for a meetup later, then headed out the door with his cock shrinking and his anger growing. By the time he arrived at the address given and knocked louder than was necessary, Bob was seething with anger. What the fuck could possibly be so bad that he had to be called to the 'burbs at ... at ... Jesus! 11:30 at night, really?

Then, the door flew open, and Bob's gaze fell without hesitation or shame to the body of a delicious woman who looked as though she was a contestant in a wet tee shirt contestant.

“Dear god hurry.”

Bob got a good look at the woman's front side: firm B cups with large hard nipples, hour glass torso, athletic legs. The clothes were clinging to her like a second skin, hiding nothing, including the equally wet, equally clinging panties.

“Fuck its cold hurry in!” she said, turning and rushing into the house.

Again, he got an incredible view of her, with her tight ass swaying and bouncing as if in invitation for him to follow. And follow he did, after taking a moment to rearrange his rapidly growing cock to lay more comfortably in his boxer briefs. Arriving at the bathroom, he surveyed the potential disaster for a moment, then turned his attention back to the beauty before him. She was rearranging what looked like every absorbent piece of cloth she owned to contain the water, and as she did, she continued to flash the womanly features of her scantily clad body to Bob.

Instead of diving in to help, though, he turned and walked away from her...



When he casually walked back into the house he found her standing in the bathroom door with an expression that was ... well, Bob was just glad she wasn't carrying a big samurai sword, or they might have found him in the river the next day without his head ... or even both of them.

"Water's off," he said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. He clarified, "I turned it off at the street. You're good."

 

[MissyDemeanors]

Just like that her growing anger and hysteria shattered. She could hear the sounds of it falling away like glass. With out shame or hesitation she hugged him "I could kiss you."

The shame part kicked in quickly when she stepped back and actually took a moment to look at her late night hero. She felt embarrassment Creep up her body as her flip flops squished over he comforter.

The man's strong jaw and kind eyes made Alissa weak in the knees. She gulped then cussed when she realized her strap had slipped down and the top of her left nipple was peeking over the fabric.

Shoving her strap up she winces. "I'm sorry to have you out here so late. The guy I called said you'd have to tighten some bolts. If I'd known it was just needing to turn it off outside if have done that on my own."

She crossed her arm over her chest. Her nipples were hard and it wasn't from the cold. The delicious man before her was taking up half the door way with his broad shoulders. "Let me get you a tip."

She pressed her back against the door frame to squeeze by him. She barely managed not to touch him. She hurried to her purse fanning herself. She suddenly felt very warm. It had been months since her last fuck.

She felt like she was on a diet and the girl scouts just showed up. "Crap." She said emptying her purse. She never carried cash. She looked around at the house. It was heavy under restoration. She wondered if there was a few bucks laying around she forgot about.

She motioned her thumb to the kitchen "I have some liqueur if a drink would make up for it." Looking at him she felt her thighs clentch. "I need a drink." She mumbled as her eyes locked on to his lower half.

She shook her head trying to get it out of the gutter. "My names Alissa." Name's first Alissa, THEN it's ok to undress him with your eyes.

She squeezed the end of her nightie. It just crinkled the fine fabric. "If you can spare time for a drink I could change and make you one." She thought about what she had "I can make a KILLER jack and coke." She managed a weak smile forcing her eyes to stop looking at him like a piece of meat.

 

[Tony2015]

The woman threw her arms around Bob, saying, "I could kiss you."

Right about now, he would have welcomed that. Bob had thought she looked good, but now feeling her body against him, he was realizing she felt much better. She apologized for bringing him out so late, but all Bob could think about was the areas of his body which were now also wet from where she'd pressed against him.

"Let me get you a tip," she said, squeezing by him.

Taller than her, he was looking down as she passed, getting an up close and personal view down the cleavage of her wet top. He's already essentially seen all of her, but being this close and having this new view only made Bob want to reach out and take her.

"I need a drink," she mumbled.

Bob quickly responded, "Preaching to the choir, Miss."

"My names Alissa."

"Robert," he told her. "But ... Bob. I prefer Bob."

He smiled, recalling a bad joke he'd told earlier tonight to the bubble headed blond at the bar. It had involved bobbing taking place over a man's lap. When she offered him a drink, he quickly responded, "I'd love one."

 

[MissyDemeanors]

She nodded happy he accepted her offer. She motioned for him to follow her "I'll get you the drink then change I don't want to make you wait."She made it into the kitchen. She tried to ignore the fact her nightie was riding up as she went for the glasses.

She searched the top self with her hand. She felt nothing. "Guess they're dirty. " opening the dishwasher she groaned feeling embarssed. The dishes were clean. So we're the two dildos sitting on the top.

"You know what they say about Cleanliness." She grabbed two cups and slowly closed the dishwasher. Blushing she eyed him "something about godliness or another."

Cold, horny and humiliated she shoved some ice in her cups. She poured jack into one and took a straight shot. Then she made him a drink. She looked at her cup. She half wanted another shot and the other half of her wanted to ice her fingers and cool off the parts of her that Bob seemed to be warming up.

She handed him his cup with a raised eyebrow "So please explain why you'd pick Bob over Robert." She gave him a slightly seductive smile. She could imagine calling out Robert MUCH easier than bob.

She was so fixated on his body for a mintue she forgot her intention to get changed. Her hard nipples were evident and one strap was half an inch from slipping down her shoulder. She leaned in close to him the drink waiting to be taken just like she was.

 

[Tony2015]

Bob's eyes widened and he almost laughed at the sight of the dildos on the top rack of the dishwasher. After her comment about cleanliness being next to godliness, he laughed and said, "Well, Gallagher -- you know, that comedian with the Sledge-o-matic -- he always said if you looked it up in a dictionary, cleanliness was next to claustrophobia and cleavage."

He laughed as Alissa set about to making them some drinks. His joke about cleavage made him look back to the scantily clad woman. She wasn't large breasted like the blond back at the bar, and yet Bob was easily entranced by Alissa's chest. The spray of the now-dead leak had entirely soaked her front side, and her tits, smallish as they were with their large, pert nipples, were making his cock ache with yearning.

"So please explain why you'd pick Bob over Robert."

His lips spread in a wide smile, then he laughed nervously. "I, um ... I don't think that's a story I should be telling someone I just met..." He let his gaze conspicuously fall to her well displayed body before looking back up to add, "...particularly someone dressed as you are. She might think I had ... ulterior motives."

 

[MissyDemeanors]

Ulterior motives? was he messing with her? Had he not just seen the dildos in her washer. She was so horny he was lucky she hadn't raped him. The whole night had been more excitement then she had seen in months.

Her last break up was so rough she'd thrown herself into work. Was she seriously thinking about sex with him though? She watched his eyes gave over her and the monster inside of her screamed 'dear god yes.'

"What if I had an ulterior motive." She said taking half a step forward. "Would you tell me why you chose that name then?" She looked up at him slowly trying to give him the best seductive look she could. She felt really rusty.

She couldn't believe she was doing this. It felt like the cheesiest porno she'd ever heard of. Calling some disgustingly yummy man over to help him with her 'pipes'

She licked her lips. "Maybe.." She slanted her shoulder letting the strap slide off on its own. "You havent heard Robert said right." Her eyes locked with his dark brown ones. She bet he would love Robert if he let her moan it while he licked her, She felt like she was in heat and she could rip his clothes off.

She could feel her heartbeat picking up and her pussy growing warm. She was suddenly afraid of coming off way to forward. She forced herself to lean back and slide her strap slowly up. A sweet smile and a whisper. "I really do prefer Robert over Bob. You must tell me why you prefer Bob or I'll be disappointed and forced to call you Robert because I want to." She almost let it slip that she wanted him but she had already made her desire as clear as she was going to.

She was starting to get cold and wanted to change but more so she wanted him to peel the wet layers off of her and warm her up with his body. She couldn't bring herself to make the next move. She wanted to offer to have them sit on the couch and talk/drink but she was dripping wet still.

She'd need to get naked or change soon she'd just hoped he pick for her. Most of all she just hopped she still had some condoms in the night stand by her bed.

 

[Tony2015]

The sexual tension was so intense Bob was sure that he was going to spontaneously combust. Or, maybe they might combust together. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but Bob thought Alissa looked about to explode as well.

He decided to push the situation a bit by telling her the so badly desired story.

"I had a girl friend in high school," he began, his gaze sometimes dropping to those delicious nipples, eagerly begging to be taken into his warming lips. "She, um ... was impressed with my, um..." He chuckled, unsure of which word to use, so instead he simply gestured a hand toward his groin. He laughed again, embarrassed, then continued, "She wanted to name it appropriately, but Big Robert didn't roll off the lips well, so ... Big Bob."

He laughed again at her reaction. He was so hot to have her. He tilted his head a bit, glanced again at her chest, and asked, "So, do girls name their, um ... you know?" He glanced even lower than her chest, seeing the darker cloth of her panties below the wet fabric clinging to her skin. He looked back up. With a devilish smirk he said, "I only ask because, you know ... if ever someone wanted to give your ... you know ... a call ... what name would he use?"

 

[MissyDemeanors]

She shut her mouth. She had been gaping when he said 'big bob' she looked down as he motioned for her to and her eyes never left the huge bulge. A sexy man walks into her home AND his dick is huge. Yep, totally getting him naked.

"My Vagina?" She asked plainly when he motioned to her lower half. She smiled when his face reacted to her saying it so plainly. "My pussy? " She stepped forward "My naked kitty?"

She giggled as he blushed "sorry sexy but just calling on it doesn't make it cum." She leaned against the counter "no matter what you call it "

She was done playing coy. "You know, your dick can still be called big Bob." She pressed her hand against his cock rubbing it softly throigh his denim "and I can still call you Robert."

"Robert." She squeezed his cock his name coming out lustfully. Her eye lashes batting slowly. "I'm wet." She said softly then released his dick holding her hands up. "I've delayed getting changed I mean."

That wasn't what she meant at all. She had a sopping mess to clean up. Her house was a mess and she didn't even know this guy. All of this, and she didn't care a lick.

She looped her finger into his belt loop and tugged on it as she walked backward. She let his belt loop go but continued backwards towards the room. She pouted covering her nipples. "You know you did come all of this way to help me." She shrugged "you barely broke a sweat."

Waiting in her bedroom doorway she rested her hands on her hips "you don't want an unsatisfied customer do you?" She drifted her hands up and peeled the wet top off herself. Tossing it to the ground she raised an eyebrow "big Bob isn't lazy is he."

 

[Tony2015]

Bob drew an excited breath as he felt Alissa's hand fall upon the bulge in his jeans. Her growled deep in his chest at the incredible feel.

"I'm wet."

He laughed aloud, shocked at her bluntness. Of course, he thought she meant between her thighs. When she clarified that she meant the rest of her body, Bob laughed again. He murmured, "Oh, I ... I thought--"

Then she took hold of him and led him past the mess of the bathroom to her bedroom, stripping her top off and asking, "Big Bob isn't lazy is he."

Stepping into Alissa's bedroom, he leaned back against her dresser and very quickly began untying his work boots. He answered her, "Big Bob's a proud, dues paying, Union Member. And the Union always gets the job done right!"

Stepping out of his second boot, he quickly unbuckled and unsnapped his pants and let them fall to the floor about his feet. He was wearing boxers, and Big Bob had snaked its way out the open fly. The ten inch, thick monster was pointing anxiously at Alissa.

 

[MissyDemeanors]

She tried not to giggle. This was turning into just like a corny porno. She snickered a bit when he said the part about a union worker getting the job done.

"Hello Bob." Alissa said breathless staring at the encouraged member before her. She couldn't stop staring. She slipped her panties off. Dropping to them to the ground she stepped slowly forward.

She licked her lips her mouth feeling dry. It seemed like that shot of Jack had worn off. Her nerves were gone. She nibbled her lip and wrapped her arms around herself she really was cold. She was also certain she'd never taken on a big that big.

She ran her hands over herself and softly played with her nipples praying her pussy was wet enough for him. "The condoms I have might not be big enough for you."

She couldn't move forward she was losing her nerve. Her eyes couldn't leave his giant penis though. She went to her queen size bed and sat at the end. She leaned back her breast pressed up, her toned stomach had some goosebumps from the cold, she opened her knees.

"Your move union man."

 

[Tony2015]

"Hello Bob."

Robert smiled, then -- out of the side of his mouth as if talking for someone else -- he said in a higher pitched voice, "Hi, Alissa."

He stripped out of his socks and shoes as he watched his hostess remove the last of her clothes. He couldn't believe this was happening. He's spent almost two hours flirting with the blond at the bar and didn't even get a phone number. He'd spent less than ten minutes with this woman and she was already sitting on her bed and spreading her legs for him.

"The condoms I have might not be big enough for you," Alissa said, staring at Robert's cock.

He leaned over quickly, snatching up his jeans and then rising again. His erection swung wildly, then came back to center pointing again at its target as if to say, No, I still see you there.

"Got that covered," he said, pulling a string of three condoms from his pocket. "Don't leave home without them." Robert always kept his own condoms handy, and not just because he was a horn dog and would take any opportunity he was given to use one. No, as Alissa had suggested, Robert knew he was packing large. He was larger than most, but certainly not the largest. More impressively, he thought, was the girth, which some women had told him they'd simply had a difficult time accommodating. His cock's size was nothing of which to be personally proud. It wasn't like he built it himself, out in the garage with spare parts, preparing to send it to Mars where it would make grand discoveries. But, Robert had come to be proud of his ability to use his rocket. He very seldom left a woman unsatisfied, reminding him of the old saying, It's not the size of your tool but how you use it that counts.

As he ripped the condom open and skillfully unrolled it down his thick shaft, he looked down upon Alissa with a hungry smile. She shivered, and while he would have preferred it be, Robert knew it wasn't from the pure excitement of the imminent fuck she was about to receive.

He turned, checked the walls, and found the thermostat. He cranked it up ten degrees and closed the bedroom door.

"Your move union man," as she offered herself up to him.

Robert didn't hesitate. Normally, he would have dropped to his knees and gone down on her, driving Alissa to her first orgasm with his fingers, tongue, and lips. But Big Bob was getting anxious! Instead, Robert moved to his hostess, wrapped an arm around her waist, and lifted her up into the middle of the bed. He moved in between her parted thighs as he kissed her passionately, rubbing his shaft up and down her wet pussy as if to introduce it to her unnamed pussy.

 

[MissyDemeanors]

The man was talking for his penis. So maturity wasn't high on his qualities list. It didn't matter. This was the SLUTTIEST thing she had ever done. There was no way she was stopping now.

She was glad he had condoms hers Definitely were not going to fit him. As he inched forward she felt her body heating up. Although she appreciated him upping the thermostat she knew in a matter of mintues they were going to be sweating.

Robert rubbed his dick against her pussy and kissed her. The kiss was sweet. Gentle yet passionate. It seemed almost too intimate for two strangers. She could feel him pressing forward some and she knew this wasn't going to be easy.

Breaking from the kiss she spit into her hand. She blushed at the crude act but the lube on the condom wasn't going to cut it. Rubbing her spit over her pussy she held his dick gently. She moved to kiss him again as she used her hand to guide him in slowly.

She couldn't help but whimper into their kiss. She was tight. She had used a lot of lube for those dildos he saw in the dishwasher. She knew a few thrusts in she would be in heaven but for right now she just relaxed and let him take the lead.

 

[Tony2015]

She was as in as great a hurry as Robert was. He liked that. Fuck foreplay! He worked with her as she grasped his cock and worked it against her tight hole. He pushed gently at first, but got no where. He pushed a bit harder, and while he could feel her well enough despite the condom's restrictions to know he was in the right place, she still wasn't opening for him.

"You're so tight," he murmured into her mouth as they kissed. He began to push a bit harder then, with a tone of apology, whispered, "This might hurt a bit."

He pushed hard into Alissa, and suddenly she opened enough for the bulbous head of his cock to penetrate her. He continued to push, wanting in as far as possible as quickly as possible. But she wasn't ready for him yet...

 

[MissyDemeanors]

'You're so tight'

Was she suppose to apologize? Before this encounter that had always been a good thing. Luckily his action came quick enough after his apology she couldn't panic.

She broke their kiss sucking in air through her teeth. She whimpered and grabbed his hip with one hand stopping him from going in further but not pushing him out. "Go slow or get lube because the condoms going to break at this rate tiger."

She blinked suddenly moving her other hand. She'd dug her nails in shoulder on accident. "Sorry" She whispered. She let his hip go and let him push all the way in. She pulled back cursing softly.

"I'll get wet soon I swear." She gave a nervous laugh. She spit into her hand again coating the base of his dick. He was being kind moving in her in small increments. Clearly he came across this problem often.

She grabbed his face gently and kissed him softly. Opening her legs as he manged to push in and out slowly with only a little friction. "Ok" was all she could manage closing her eyes. She buried her face in his shoulder. Kissing and nipping his neck she arched her hips encouraging him to fully start.

 

[Tony2015]

"Go slow," she told him, "or get lube because the condoms going to break at this rate tiger."

Robert knew he should go raid the bathroom for a tube, but his cock head had already broken through, trying to lead the way for the rest of him, and he just couldn't bring himself to stop right now.

He pulled back a bit, then pushed, then back again. It was slow going, but it was working.

Alissa dug her nails into Robert's shoulder at the intrusion's pain, apologizing, "Sorry."

"No, I am," he responded, giving her a kiss that was a bit more romantic than hungry.

"I'll get wet soon I swear."

He was tempted to pull out and go down on her. Robert had always been a caring lover, and he couldn't even remember the last time he'd begun a fuck with fucking. He almost always performed orally first. But he was so fucking anxious to get off in this woman. What was happening here was incredible, not just from a horny male point of view but from the service provider's angle as well. How many plumbers, cable installers, or delivery guys ever showed up at a client's house and got their dick wet? It was like the Holy Grail of sexual fantasies.

She was beginning to open up for him, and after kissing him again, she whispered, "Ok."

Robert didn't waste any time. He pushed a bit harder, feeling an inch of him sink easier inside her; then a short withdrawal and repeat; and, finally, with a deep, guttural groan of joy, his entire shaft sunk deep inside Alissa until their uglies were pressed hard against one another.

 

[MissyDemeanors]

Pain had subsided to mild uncomfort. Then, when he pushed all the way in, it was pleasure. His groan was both amusing and erotic. She Let out a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding.

"Jeez " was all she could managed. She gave a small chuckle at what an endeavor that had been. Their hips touching she rippled her hips slowly. She moved her hips just slightly to rock him in her. She couldn't uncurl her toes. He was incredibly deep.

He was kind but one look in his eyes and she could see he was as hungry as she was. She tightened her pussy and moaned. It felt amazing. She wouldn't be surprised if the condom had broken.

He pulled back to do the same process he had before but there was no friction. It was still a tight fit but she was practically dripping. She knew she was going to be insanely sore after all of this but she'd never been one for tender.

She snaked her hands up his back and softly dug her nails into him. "Fuck me Robert." She said Robert while looking at him. She had every intention of making him love hearing someone call him Robert after this. She whimpered seductively squeezing his dick with her pussy. She was egging him on to give it his all.