Story 13
Summary:
Jane, nineteen-year-old, virgin. She's away from home, in a new town. She finds herself lost in the rain when she's picked up by a stranger.
Bella and Harry, mid-thirties. Bella picks Jane up and takes her home. They start to get close and then Harry comes home to join in.
Pussy licking, blow jobs, fingering, jerk off, lesbian, threesome, oral, titty sucking, face sitting, sixty-nine.
It was supposed to be the first day of the rest of her life, but already things had started to go wrong and Jane was already starting to feel as though this had all been a terrible mistake.
For as long as she could remember, Jane had wanted to leave her small hometown and see a bit more of the world. Everything just seemed so small, so boring, she just felt trapped, frustrated. She had to get away.
When she had finished high school she had decided that the time was right to start making things happen. She had worked hard all summer and then, by fall, she had looked at her savings and had decided that she could finally make her move.
Her parents were unsure of her plans at first.
She sometimes wondered where she got her sense of adventure from.
They never really seemed to want to do anything exciting.
Perhaps that had been part of the problem for her growing up - Because they had never really been very interested in excitement it had meant that she had always yearned for some kind of adventure.
She had looked at books about faraway places and she had fantasized about visiting them.
She had begged her parents to take her on holiday somewhere exotic, but they had never done it.
As she had got older, she had looked for excitement in other ways.
She had enjoyed the attention that she got from boys - she was a tall, beautiful girl with long blonde hair and an incredible figure, so attention was never far away for her - and for a while that had been enough to distract her from her restlessness.
The problem was that she had a fear of being held back, in some way. Trapped, maybe. She thought that if things had got too serious with some guy then she would never be able to leave town. It was just one more complication that she could do without.
That was why she had eventually made sure that there were no more distractions. She had started to put a distance between her and the guys she knew. She had gone her own way and started to focus on her plans of escape.
People had wondered why she was suddenly so distant, and she had never really offered any explanation. She was happy to just do her own thing.
At times she did wonder if there was more excitement to find in the old town, however. She saw her friends getting excited over boys and she wondered if she was actually missing out on something that could be really, really good.
She had held out, however, always looking toward the future and what she hoped would come next.
Sometimes she wondered if she should just allow herself to have a little bit of fun, at least.
Maybe she should just go for it and lose her virginity.
Get it out of the way now, see if it was enough to get her excited, to get her happy to still be in that small town.
She had always resisted, however, even though it could be hard at times.
Sometimes she’d be alone at night and she’d find herself thinking about what her friends might be getting up to out there with their boyfriends.
She’d feel pangs of jealousy occasionally when she saw how happy they were but it was when she was lying alone in bed at night that it really started to weigh on her mind.
She’d imagine being with one of the guys who liked her. She’d think about their hands on her body, about them caressing her skin, peeling her clothes off her body. She thought about what their bodies would feel like when she touched them.
She thought about pushing them down onto a bed, climbing on top of them, and looking down at them, knowing that they were hers, all hers.
She thought about their hands on the parts of her body that no man had ever touched before, how good it would feel to finally have someone to show off her trim, athletic figure to.
She thought about how impressed they would be.
She knew that she looked good, after all.
She thought about how they would look at her, and she thought about how she would look at his body.
She wondered what his cock would be like, this mystery man. She wanted to know how it would feel - what it would be like to touch it, what it would be like to have it inside her.
All that she could do was wonder, however. At least for now. It could be frustrating, certainly, but sometimes when she lay in bed thinking about it she would find her hand sliding down her taut abs and into her panties. Sometimes she would smile to herself as she found herself already wet there.
She would toy with herself, exploring her pussy, finding the ways that she could pleasure herself.
She'd sigh with satisfaction and for a while, the desire would be quelled. However, afterward, there was always a time when she would realize that it wasn't real, it wasn't enough.
At last, however, the day had come. She was going to a new city to begin her travels and she felt as though the world truly was her oyster.
She had looked down at the city excitedly as the plane came into land, feeling the thrill of seeing a new place that she had never seen before.
It was when she exited the plane that things had started to go wrong, however.
It seemed as though her luggage had been lost somewhere along the line. At first, she was stressed out listening to the excuses and apologies. Then she had resigned herself to it. She had given them her phone number and left the airport.
Then things had started to get worse once again.
She had given the staff her phone number and left the airport. Now she just had to get to her hotel.
It was then that she remembered that she had absentmindedly slipped her purse into her suitcase just before she checked it in.
Even as she had done it she had wondered why she was doing it.
It didn’t really make sense. She had watched her suitcase head off to be packed onto the plane and thought that she should have stopped it and got her purse back. But then it was too late.
And now she was stranded in a strange city with no way to pay for a cab to get to her hotel.
She got her phone out and checked the address on her phone. It was a bit of a walk, but she hoped that it wouldn’t be too bad. What choice did she have, really?
She began the walk. She kept checking her phone to make sure that she was going in the right direction. It seemed to be taking longer than she had thought that it would.
She was starting to feel a bit despondent. It was never supposed to be like this. She should have been checked into her hotel and ready to explore the city. With her luggage sat at the foot of her bed. She shouldn’t have been trudging through city streets.
Just when she thought that things couldn’t possibly get any worse, they did.
She hadn’t really been paying much attention to what the weather was doing, instead concentrating on the road ahead.
It was only when she heard an ominous rumbling that she looked up at the sky and her heart sank.
The sky was dark, moody, gray. Just as she looked up at it, she felt the first heavy drop of rain hit her right in the face.
It was as though that was the signal for the downpour to begin.
Suddenly heavy rain started pouring out of the sky, drenching her in seconds. She hurried forward. She felt a moment of panic. She had to get out of this rain! But where could she go? She couldn’t even go into a cafe, as she had no money to buy a drink.
All that she could do was hurry and hope that she got to the hotel soon. She thought about warm rooms, heaters, hot baths. She thought about soft towels and curling up in bed. She tried to keep reminding herself that she would be there soon enough and she just had to get through this.
She was rushing so quickly through the streets, so focused on getting to her destination, that she didn’t even notice the car pulling up next to her. She only noticed it when someone called out to her.
“Hey!” a woman’s voice called out. Jane stopped and turned. She could just make out a woman’s face framed with dark brown hair. It was hard to make up much else through the rain.
“Can I give you a lift somewhere?”
Jane paused for a few moments. She didn’t know how to respond. She had been warned about taking lifts with strangers, but surely those warnings weren’t about a woman like this? Surely this was safe?
“Thank you so much,” she said.
She went around to the passenger side and got in.
“I’m so sorry,” she said when she had closed the door, “I’m getting your car seat absolutely soaking wet.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that. Now, where are you going?”
She gave her the name of the hotel. The woman looked slightly confused.
“But...” she said, “you’re going in completely the wrong direction.”
Now it was Jane’s turn to be confused.
“But I checked on my phone...” she said.
“Let me have a look,” the woman said.
Jane held out her phone. The woman shook her head slightly.
“You’ve spelled it wrong. Easy mistake to make. Lucky I found you though, eh?”
“Seriously? Oh, what a mess! I’m sorry for putting you out like this.”
"It's not a problem at all. Look, I live nearby, how about you come back to my place and dry out and then I'll take you to the hotel. Otherwise, you're going to be sitting in this car all wet for quite a while. That's a good way to get a cold."
"Are you sure?" Jane wasn't sure about this.
She looked at the woman. She had a kind face which helped to put Jane at ease, at least.
In fact, Jane realized that she was actually a very attractive woman.
She looked as though she was in her mid-thirties.
Her dark hair was thick and luxurious. She had big green eyes, a small, button nose, and full lips. She had a kind smile.
“Of course!” the woman said, “My name is Bella, by the way.”
“Pleased to meet you,” Jane said, “My name is Jane.”