Stranded at a Cabin

"I can't believe this is happening," said Alexandra. She felt a pit in her stomach as the car lurched to a stop. It was a Friday evening, going through a mountain road in Appalachia. She was a pharmaceutical rep on her way home from a road trip to remote clinic doctors. It was getting dark, and a late summer rain was pouring down. She called AAA for a tow truck, and they reached out to their local partner. After being connected with the local toe company, Alexandra's heart sank. The mountain roads flood in bad storms, and they would not be able to get to her until tomorrow. Her husband was hours away and would be of no help. She was already wet from running in the parking lot to her car at the last office. She was cold and afraid of sitting in her car all night.

About 100 yards away, she could see the lights of a cabin. "It's worth a shot she thought." She grabbed her purse, got out of her car, and started walking. She thought about Travis, her husband of seven years. They got married in their early 20s. She supported them as he pursued his dreams of making it as a DJ. He was playing some college rave in Boston and was taking any gig he could get to try and get exposure, generate social media content, and establish himself. After years of this, Alexandra was getting sick of being the only one supporting them.

Alexandra approached the cabin door and was hoping for an old married couple on the other side of the door. She knocked on the door and listened. The door opened, and a large, older man stood in front of her. He had gray hair parted on the right side of his head, was about six feet tall, had a beer belly, and a goatee. While he had some extra pounds, he was not in horrible shape. He was wearing a white thermal long-sleeved top and matching pants. Alexandra estimated he was around 60 years old.

"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you. But my car broke down on the road, and the tow truck won't be able to get to me tonight. I don't want to impose on you, but do you have some food I could buy from you to tide me over while I sleep in the car?"

He couldn't believe the beauty that was staring at him. He thought she looked like a young Cameron Diaz. She was tall, 5-foot-9 to be exact, with long legs, a slender body, he estimated B-cup breasts, and long blond hair that was darker from being wet. She was gorgeous.

"Nonsense," he said. He paused, and Alexandra was surprised. "You come in and get out of this weather." He stood aside to let her in. Alexandra smiled and entered the cabin. She thought he seemed nice, hopefully he's not a serial killer.

"You can stay here the night. It's a one-bedroom cabin, but I will sleep on the couch. Wait here, and I will get you a towel."

She looked around the cabin. It was a large room with a kitchen open to a living room. There was a fire burning in the fireplace, and a large fake animal throw rug in front of the fireplace. A comfy white couch and coffee table faced the fire. No TV, and very basic.

"Here's the towel," he said, and she turned around to take it from him. "I'm Randall by the way."

"I'm Alexandra. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, so what brings you out here?"

She filled him in on her job and the road trip she was on. She inquired if Randall lived there, and he said it was his getaway. He was retired, divorced, and his grown-up children used the cabin.

"My son likes to come up here with his friends and girls he meets in college."

"That's nice. It really is beautiful," said Alexandra.

"Thank you, its simple. No TV, no wifi, just peace and quiet."

"Sounds like a great escape," she said.

"How about you take a hot shower? I can throw your clothes in the dryer.

"That sounds amazing. Thank you."

Randall led Alexandra to a small bathroom. The shower had a clear glass sliding door, a counter, and toilet. There was no lock on the door.

"Just leave your clothes on the other side of the door. I will get you a robe. Would you like a drink? I was just about to have a knob creek," said Randall with a smile.

"Sure, that would be great.

Randall went to the kitchen and tried to contain his excitement. He poured the two Knob Creeks, and opened a drawer. He downed a viagra for himself, and took out a little baggy of his son's "party pills." He opened one of the pills and poured it into her drink. "What the hell?" He thought to himself and added a second party pill into Alexandra's drink. "This will get her flying," he thought.

Randall opened the bathroom door slowly. It didn't make a sound. He set the drink and the robe on the counter. He looked into the shower and saw her with her back turned. Her ass was so tight and perfect. Her back is so slender and feminine. She turned to the side, and he saw her breasts from the profile. A hard little nipple sticking out. She started turning more, and he darted back. Alexandra thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She turned off the shower and started drying off. She looked at the corner and saw her drink and the robe. Alexandra knew that Randall peep, but considering what he was doing for her, she guessed he deserved a little look.

She put on the robe and took a large gulp of her drink. It tasted a little different than normal, but she drank some more. Nervousness flowed through her being nude under the robe, but her clothes were in the dryer, and there was nothing else for her. Alexandra kept taking sips as she sat on the couch on the other end from Randall, but turned towards him slightly. They made some small talk about her job and his cabin. The party pills started to get to her. She started to feel hot; she felt so good, her body was warm and tingly. Her words started to slur, and her vision was spinning. She slid on the cushion square and was no longer slanted towards Randall. She lay her head on the back of the couch and closed her eyes. This is amazing, she thought.

"Do you feel okay?" He asked.

"Yes, I feel wonderful." Alexandra shifted in her seat. She opened the top of her robe to expose the top part of her chest. She was getting hotter and hotter. With her eyes closed, she didn't notice that Randall had moved to the cushion next to her. He pulled open the belt of the robe, and Alexandra didn't notice. Randall slowly pulled the rest of the top of the robe open, exposing her beautiful, natural breasts. He sucked in air, they were so gorgeous. His cock was hard and pushing against his lounge pants. The viagra had him with a very firm erection.

Randall thought it was time to press the advantage over the inebriated Alexandra. With just a few fingertips, he started to trace down the middle of her chest slowly. Alexandra gasped, and Randall stopped at her belly button. He repeated the trace. Then he went across her chest and started to circle her breast, moving closer and closer until he was rolling her nipple around. Alexandra let out a soft moan.

"What is happening?" She thought to herself.

Randall moved to the other breast and repeated the same circling before rolling that nipple. Alexandra moaned softly. Randall moved his hands down until he was at her mons pubis and waited to see what she did. Alexandra was so high, she didn't stop him. He moved to the floor and got on his knees in front of her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the couch. He slowly pushed her legs open. Randall started to slide his hands up and down her thighs, staring at her married pussy.

Alexandra had shaved the day before. Her pussy was bald, smooth, with tucked tight lips. He stared at her pussy noticing it was moist. He grazed her clit and she gasped. He slid his fingers up and down her cunt lips. She knew she should say stop. She stalled for minute as he teased her clit and rubbed on the outside of her lips.

"You shouldn't do that. You should stop," she said through a moan.

Just then Randall slid two fingers inside her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she said and opened her legs more. Alexandra loved being fingered. Randall started slowly sliding two fingers in and out of her. His other hand came up and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. Randall started doing a "come here" motion with his fingers, rubbing her g-spot.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuccckkkkk," she moaned. "Yessssss."

Randall started going faster and faster. Alexandra started rocking her hips with his fingers. She is moaning and groaning, her pussy was gushing. She was building towards a huge orgasm. Alexandra grabbed her tits and started pulling on them and squeezing them. Randall worked her cunt fast. Strumming her clit with his thumb and rubbing her g-spot with his fingers. Alexandra let out a loud scream and started shaking, writhing on the couch, cuming hard. Her pussy erupted squirting. Spurts shot out and soaked Randall's shirt. She screamed through the orgasm and then stopped. Her laid back and her eyes closed.

Randall took his shirt off. He stood up and dropped his pants. Randall got back down on his knees and lined up his cock. He rubbed it up and down her pussy once and then started sinking it in. Her cunt lips spread wide as Randall pushed his thick, fat cock inside her soaking pussy.

Alexandra's eyes shot open, and she shouted, "No, we can't!"

"Shhhhhhh," said Randall. "Be quiet. I need this."

Alexandra was appalled but stayed quiet. Randall bottomed out his 8 inch cock inside her. Then he pulled back and slid back in slowly. Alexandra gasped and moaned. Randall started to pick up speed, sliding in and out of her. She was shocked and unable to stop him. His cock was stretching her so good. She couldn't believe how good it felt; she was so used to Travis, and Randall was at least double, if not triple, the thickness of her husband. Randall was also a couple of inches longer.

"Damn that married pussy is tight," grunted Randall.

"Ohhhh fuccckkkk," said Alexandra. She was quickly building to another orgasm, but Randall was so turned on he couldn't hold out. He started sliding faster and faster, but not slamming his body into her. "This whore pussy is so tight," thought Randall.

"Ahhhhhhh yessssss," said Randall as he started shooting rope after rope into her pussy. His cum coating her walls and filling her with potent seed. He keeps sliding in and out of her through his orgasm. After he stops, Randall holds his cock all the way in her letting the last bits of his cum leak out. He's panting and can't believe his luck.

Randall slides out and admires Alexandra's wet pussy. Her lips puffy and pink, leaking cum and gaping open from his thick cock. Alexandra put the robe back over her shoulders and started to walk to the bathroom.

"You can sleep in the bed," said Randall. "I'll take the couch."

Alexandra nodded, still in disbelief at what had happened. She cleaned herself up in the bathroom and then went into the bedroom. She was high and staggering on her feet. She lay down on the bed with the robe completely open and nude. The lights were on.

Randall waited for five minutes and then started to collect intelligence. He opened her purse and found a business card. He took a picture of it with his phone. After exploring a little more, Randall found a flyer for Travis' gig. Like any flyer, it had his social media handles and email. He smiled and took a picture of it. Randall decided it was time to check on her and went to the bedroom.

Randall saw her with her eyes closed, lying on the bed. The robe open, her nipples and pussy on display. "Maybe she would go for round two," he thought. Randall set up his phone on a dresser pointed towards the bed and set it to record. Randall climbed onto the bed and moved closer to her on his knees. His big cock dangling down. He started to rub the tip on her cheek and lips. Alexandra's eyes opened. She gave him an angry look and stared into his eyes. Then she turned and licked the tip of his cock.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," moaned Randall.

Alexandra started licking his shaft from top to bottom. She started kissing it up and down, and then started sucking the head, twirling her tongue around his big cock.

"Wow! You are really good at this," said Randall.

"Am I?" Said Alexandra. She gasped as a wave of the party pills rolled over her. With mouth open, Randall pushed his big cock in and started to fuck her mouth. She grabbed his hips and guided him to fuck her faster. Alexandra was drooling and enjoying the taste of Randall's pre-cum. She took him very deep and then pulled her mouth off his cock and gagged. She couldn't believe how big this old guy's cock was, and his balls were even bigger. Disproportionally huge and hanging down. She had never seen balls or been with a guy that had balls this big.

Randall reached down and started rubbing her clit with his middle finger. Alexandra was already oozing. Her pussy was saturated, her clit engorged, and her lips swollen with lust. Randall started working her pussy, sliding his fingers all around, slipping them in and pumping them in and out. Alexandra's hips started pushing up and down, humping at his fingers. She started sucking his cock and up and down working his big cock with her mouth.

"You like sucking that big dick?"

"Yesss, I do," slurred Alexandra.

"You like me fingering your married pussy?

"Mmmmmmmm fucckk, yess I do."

"Your married pussy is so tight."

Alexandra moaned when he said it, and he slid two fingers inside her to rub her G-spot with the come-here motion.

"You finger my pussy so good," she gasped.

"I suspect your husband has a small dick given how tight your cunt is."

"Unnnnhhhh uuuuuu, huuuunnnhhhh," moaned Alexandra. She was shocked that his dirty talk was turning her on so much. Her pussy was gushing, and Randall could tell he was getting to her.

"Yes you are super tight, he must have a little tiny dick."

"Uuuuuu fucckkk," said Alexandra. She was just stroking Randall while lying back with her eyes closed and mouth wide open. Randall moved between her legs and Alexandra opened her thighs wide, ready for him to take her pussy again. Randall rubbed his big mushroom head up and down her soaking sex, but then he leaned down and kissed her. She immediately kissed him back, and their tongues twirled. Randall already had her missionary and now wanted something different. He grabbed her firmly by the shoulders and then rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. Alexandra had the room spin on her for a few seconds, and then it slowed down, and she realized she was on top of him. Her nipples pushing into his chest, her knees around him, and his cock standing tall and rubbing against her pussy.

"Come on you naughty little married slut, ride my big dick."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Alexandra reached down and lined up his big cock. She slid her pussy down slowly. Her lips spread and gripped him tightly once again.

"Ugggghhhh, fucckkkkk," she moaned at his big penetrating her again. She loved the feeling of her pussy getting spread wide, and then touched so deeply.

"Your dick is soooo big."

Alexandra started rock slowly up and down his cock. Adjusting to his size, and oozing her natural lubricant to help Randall slide in out of her cheating pussy. Alexandra started to rock up and down, quickening the pace.

"Oh my fucckkk, you feel so good," she shouted as she rode Randall hard and fast. Alexandra was getting close to an epic explosion, but Randall wanted to go long and push her limits. She was surprised when he pulled her off of him. Randall guided her to lay on the side. He made sure her face, tits and pussy pointed at his phone. Randall got behind her laying on his slide and pulled open her top leg. He quickly plunged his fat cock into her drooling pussy.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhhh," screamed Alexandra.

"Mmmmm fuck yes, I like fucking you every which way," hissed Randall.

"Ohhh yes you're fucking me so good," said Alexandra.

"You are such a hot little married slut. You like cheating with this big dick?"

"Fuccckkk yesss, I like cheating with your big dick."

Randall was fucking her hard at a quick pace. He grabbed Alexandra's top arm and used it to hook her leg open. She looked down at his giant cock working pumping inside her. She could see how wet his cock was from her unrestrained arousal. His huge balls smacked into her clit. Alexandra was grunting, moaning, and loving every second.

"Is my dick bigger than your husband?"

Alexandra grunted. She was surprised by the question, and she didn't want to think of him. She didn't answer as Randall kept sliding his big cock in and out, in and out, in and out.

"I asked you, is my dick bigger than your husband?"

Alexandra paused before saying, "Yes it is."

"Mmmmm I knew it," said Randall. "Does this big cock fuck you better than him."

The same process played out. Randall had to repeat the question after it went unanswered.

"Yes your cock fucks me better."

"Say it again!"

"Your cock is bigger and fucks me better than my husband."

"You like my fucking your married pussy?"

"I love you fucking my married pussy!"

"Say it again!"

"I love you fucking my married pussy!"

"Keep going!"

"I want you to blow your big balls in my married pussy."

"Yes more!"

"Your cock is so much bigger than him! You stretch me and fuck me deeper than he ever could! You fuck me so much better!!!"

With that Alexandra let go of her leg and reached down and started rubbing her clit fast. She screamed, writhing, shaking and exploding in an orgasm that her squirting and flooding them with her pussy juice. Randall pounded her through her orgasm. Alexandra was shrieking, screaming, and cumming harder than she ever had before in her life. After the orgasm ended, Randall started pounding even faster.

"Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk, you are fucckingg so good! You have the best cock I've ever had!"

With that, Randall grunted and started spurting his semen inside Alexandra. Filling her married cunt with his old man seed. Rope after rope of cum firing into her waiting womb, coating her pussy walls and filling her completely. Randall stopped moving with his cock buried balls deep inside Alexandra. The last of his cum twitching and leaking out. Alexandra was panting, sweating, and throughly fucked. Eventually, Randall slipped out, and they both fell back on the bed. Soon, Alexandra passed out, and Randall got up to finish the morning's arrangements.

The next morning, Alexandra immediately went and showered. She couldn't believe what she did the night before. She knew that Randall spiked her drink, and wasn't sure if she remembered everything, but she remembered a lot. Especially the sex they had in the bed, the session on the couch was hazier. Randall had put her dry clothes in the bathroom. She was in shock about cheating, and was thinking I have to get my car towed and go pick up some Plan B. She was halfway between periods, so it was a dangerous time. She was thankful it was Saturday and she didn't have to figure out work. When she came out, he was sitting on the couch.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said.

"Hi," she replied. She glanced around the living room, looking for her purse, but didn't see it anywhere.

"Do you know where my purse is? I have to call the tow truck and my husband. I could swear I left it on the coffee table."

"Yes, I have it."

Alexandra was surprised, and an uneasy feeling came over her. "Can I have it please."

"You can have it soon, sure thing."

"What do you mean soon?"

"Well it occurred to me that I didn't fuck from you behind, so to get your purse back I want you to strip naked right now. Get on all fours in front of the fire, and get ready to cum when I fuck you hard and deep."

"No chance, you must be joking. Last night was a mistake. I never should have done that. Haven't you taken enough?"

"You have such a gorgeous ass and beautiful long legs. I need to see my big cock disappearing in you from behind and let you get one more big cum before you run home."

Alexandra hung her head in defeat. She felt like she was out of options. If she went to the road, how would she possibly know if a good person would stop to help her?

"Please, can't you just give it to me so I can go?"

"You know what to do if you want it. It's not like you won't enjoy it. You certainly did last night."

Alexandra felt blood rushing to her pussy when he said that. She remembered last night how amazing he fucked her and how great his cock was. After standing for a minute with her head hung, Alexandra started undoing her clothes and stripping down.

"That's a good girl. Now, come stand in front of me."

She stepped over, completely nude, and stood in front of Randall.

"Get on your knees."

Alexandra dropped to her knees. Randall stared at her perky gorgeous natural tits. They were beautiful, with just the right hang to them.

"Now crawl in front of the fire."

She did as instructed. Randall loved the site of her tight little ass, her perfect little pussy. Her lips closed tight and all of her pussy tucked away. She stopped in front of the fire on all fours. Randall admired and soaked up the view.

"Can we get this over with? I have to go."

Randall stood up and disrobed. He got on his knees behind her and started rubbing his cock head up and down her pussy. She wasn't wet yet, and he knew she needed some lubrication for his big pipe.

"Go down on your elbows." She did as told

Randall backed up and leaned down. He started kissing up her right thigh moving closer and closer to her pussy. When he got to it, he blew on it. Then did a soft kiss of her clit. Alexandra made a slight murmur. Randall repeated the same trail of kisses up her left thigh, he paused, and then blew again on her pussy. Instead of the kiss, he did a soft lick of her clit. Then he started to slowly lick and kiss her pussy lips. He spread them open with his tongue and licked up. He French kissed and sucked on her clit.

Alexandra did not want to get turned on but she couldn't fight off her body as pussy started to moisten. She restrained moans and groans. An occasional hard breath would slip out, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making her get loud.

Randall backed off with his mouth and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. Then he slid two fingers into her pussy and started to push them down inside, rubbing back and forth on the ridges of her g-spot.

"Hunnnnhhhhh," escaped Alexandra's mouth.

Randall smirked and started to work his fingers in and out of her pussy and stopping here and there to rub hard on her g-spot. Alexandra's body betrayed her, and she was gushing. Randall felt Alexandra building to orgasm. He removed his fingers and moved closer to her. She knew what was coming. Randall slid his big cock head up and down her pussy, and then side to side across it. He pushed in just the head, and admired her pussy spreading around him. He eased in half of his big cock and she let out a moan.

"That's it, you're a hot little whore wife."

Alexandra remained quiet. She was at war with herself to resist and be cold or given in and enjoy what Randall was doing to her. Without the party pills to lower her inhibitions, she had more will to resist giving in.

"Can we please get this over with?"

"In due time, you little hot wife."

Randall slid all the way in until he bottomed out. He leaned back, and then back in with a firm thud against her ass. Her big balls smashed into her clit, and practically knocked the breath out of Alexandra. This was something she hadn't felt before. She let out a moan and cut it off midway through. Gradually, Randall started sliding in and out faster and faster. His cock coated in her wetness. His massive balls using her clit as a punching bag. Alexandra couldn't help but start panting and breathing hard. He squeezed her ass cheeks in his hands, reveling in the site of her ass push out between his thumb and index finger. She was holding back moans and groans, but she was ready to cum.

"Fuck yes I love fucking this married pussy," hissed Randall. "You take this big cock so good..... so hot to see your tight cunt lips spread around me..... mmmmm."

Alexandra's pussy clamped down on Randall as she started to orgasm. She didn't squirt, but she shook, and her mouth hung open with no sound or breathing. At the end of her orgasm, she had a loud exhale. Randall could tell with the way her pussy clenched and tightened on him that she had a good hard cum. He was pounding her with their bodies, making a slapping noise as he worked her body. Randall had been ready and holding back, but then with some loud grunts he started shooting rope after rope of semen into her pussy. Painting her walls with his seed.

"Grrrrrrr, yeaaahhh," he grunted as held still balls deep and the last of his semen leaked into her. Alexandra remained still until Randall withdrew and let his cock slip out of her stretched pussy. She promptly got up and went to the bathroom to wipe away his cum and dry herself off. She walked back to the living room, and Randall marveled at her strolling in completely naked with her gorgeous perfect tits standing tall and her gorgeous smooth skinny body on display. Alexandra quickly got dressed, and Randall went and fetched her purse from his hiding spot. He set it on the coffee table. Alexandra grabbed it and started for the door.

When she got to the door, Randall said, "You're welcome for taking you in last night."

Alexandra paused and looked back at him with a slanted eye. "Thank you," she said softly.

"Come back anytime."

"Never."

"I'll see you again before long," said Randall with a cocky voice and a smile. Alexandra shook her head and walked out.