The Hurricane Party

by Tatu

©Tatu Publications 2004

9/24/04

We met just a few weeks earlier. I was attending a party and across the room was a girl whose name I would later learn was named Sabina. There were 300 other people in that room, but I couldn't help but notice those eyes. She was obviously staring a hole through me. Every time I looked her way I caught her staring, and then realizing she had been seen, she would lower her eyes and look away.

As the evening ended we happened to be walking out at the same time. Well maybe it was accidentally on purpose on both our parts. Regardless, we exchanged a few pleasantries as we crossed the parking lot. Sabina needed some help getting a box into her truck, so I gladly volunteered, just so I could get a closer look into those eyes.

Yes, those eyes. They were, to say the least, intoxicating… deep, dark pools of sensuality. Her brows gracefully swept upward like those of a cat. Her face was framed with jet-black hair in kind of a china-girl cut, which only added to her seductive quality. There was one dark red streak that ran on one side of her face.

Surprisingly, Sabina was a little awkward, looking down like an embarrassed "school-girl", repeatedly glancing upward into my eyes. She was obviously feeling a rush of lust through that gorgeous body which was so strong that she couldn't speak, not to mention that her nipples were rock hard against the tank top she was wearing. I really didn't want to, but I turned to walk away, saying good night, when suddenly she blurted out, "god, you're sexy". She immediately lowered her eyes to the ground.

Stunned I turned around, smiled, and told her the feeling was mutual. We continued to talk for a while and decided we would like to see each other again, so we traded contact information.

I spoke with Sabina by phone a number of times over the next couple of weeks. Then nothing. Another hurricane was headed for our beautiful Florida shores. I was busy; she was busy too, probably doing what I was doing…. Filling up the gas tanks, waiting in long lines, buying water and other non-perishables in the event we lost power… again!

Funny I didn't hear from her. It had been 3 days and up to now, if I didn't call her one day, she would call me the next. So I tried calling her again and again. Cell phones wouldn't go through. It was now Saturday night. The storm predictions were getting more and more grim. 100 mph winds, then 110, now 120. This was getting fucking serious. The storm was due just after midnight, had made a last minute turn and was coming right for me. No time to evacuate.

Nothing had worked. I had tried emailing her, but no response. All of this bothered me, because Sabina had told me how frightened she was when Hurricane Frances came through a few weeks ago. It's 10pm and the winds are starting to howl. A bright flash in the sky and the power was now gone. A transformer on the street that fed our complex blew up. Everything was pitch black.

It was 11:05pm by my watch, when a desperate knock came at my door, startling me. "Who the hell is out in this?" I blurted out as if someone could hear me. The winds now are pretty intense. The rain gusting so hard it was painful on the skin. I open the door and there is Sabina, wet, shivering, and cold. Those eyes, those painted ruby red lips were all I could see. There she stood holding a bag in her hand.

I grabbed her other hand and pulled her inside and had to struggle to get the door closed. I turned around and Sabina tearfully fell into my arms. "I was so scarred. I couldn't get you on the phone.", she cried. "I just can't go through another storm alone. In an irrational moment I got in my car. It wasn't long before I realized I was making a terrible mistake. The traffic signals were out. The streets were deserted." Her voice fell off as she whimpered in my arms.

I retrieved a towel and pointed her to the master bath. She disappeared into the shadowy darkness with a small candle that I handed her. A few minutes later she came out wearing my kimono. Her hair still wet and messy…. even so she was absolutely gorgeous. She is one of those women who are so beautiful she would look good with any hair style, length or color… and those eyes peering out between those wet strands of black silk. They were digging a hole deep into my soul.

She just stood there for a moment and then I said, "Well, I guess we are going to have a hurricane party". She walked over and put her arms around me and kissed me softly. "Thank you" she whispered.

She then turned and walked over to the kitchen table and opened the bag she brought in, smiled and said, "sushi? I had this in the fridge and grabbed it as I left."

"Well I have the wine". So we sat around the Japanese Tea table in my living room on floor cushions, eating sushi with chopsticks, drinking wine, laughing in the flickering candle lit darkness.

She was so beautiful in my black kimono; a design of bamboo with gold tigers surrounded her elegant body. As we ate, the kimono would part at her breasts revealing the soft curves. Her skin was smooth, creamy white. She was oblivious to the fact that one of her nipples was exposed most of the time as we ate and drank. We talked, fed each other sushi, and emptied the bottle.

The louder the winds became the closer she scooted around the table until she was under my arm looking up into my eyes. We kissed. Long passionate kisses, soft caresses. She would stare into my eyes and then quickly look down as if embarrasses by how excited she was becoming.

At times we seemed to be lost in each other's souls for what seemed like an eternity. She suddenly stood up and slowly let the kimono fall to the floor revealing her elegant, feminine form to me. There she stood like a goddess. I thought to myself or perhaps I muttered, "perfect, just perfect". She took my hand and pulled it gently… I stood and followed her into my bedroom.

The winds were deafening now. Gutters and downspouts were blowing off the buildings, some dangling beating against the walls. Thunder rolled louder and louder….

She pulled my shirt up and kissed me on my nipples. I grabbed her hair and leaned her head back and sucked her neck just behind her ears. She gasped for air. She pulled the string on my sweat shorts and they fell to the ground. Sabina knelt in front of me, cradling my engorged cock in her hands, kissing caressing, sucking. I kept her hair tightly in my hands. The harder I pulled the more she seemed to respond as if she were on a passionate mission.

We fell into bed and I kissed her over and over. I kissed her breasts, teasing her nipples with my tongue, slowly moving around and around, but not right on the nipple…. She gasped. I then softly tongued the end of each nipple before moving down her torso to her soft belly, kissing her soft creamy white skin, and then moved between her legs. Her knees fell to the sides as if they had been restrained by rope. She took her thumbs and forefingers and started twisting her nipples gently; occasionally digging her finely manicured red nails into them.

Her love juices were already dripping on her inner thighs. I took my tongue and licked her wetness, teasing her all around her swollen lips…. To my surprise there I found a small ring dangling from her clit hood. It had a single diamond in it. It was gorgeous. I began to play with it with my tongue allowing it to fall down onto her clit. She moaned. Over and over I played and teased until finally my tongue found her clit… tasting it softly … she screamed … "Fuck ME God Dammit, Fuck ME NOW!"

She almost seemed to throw me over on my back and she straddled my hips and guided my stiffened cock into her dripping love nest. Only one tiny candle lit the bedroom, but somehow at that moment it went out. Now only the lightening would bring a spatter of light into the room followed by claps of thunder.

The air had been off for hours and by now and our bodies were warm, no hot and glowing with moisture. Sweat drops glistening on her breasts illumined by the occasional light "mother nature" provided.

The rain was now flying past the window sideways. The lightning would brighten the room. Sabina's body quivered. Her silhouette could be seen in the darkness projected on the wall with her back arching, pushing, arching, riding…. She moaned with each thrust of her hips. Her belly seemed to roll like ocean waves, crashing upon a beach. Tree limbs were now brushing the side of the building. Sabina screamed with ecstasy, "yes fuck me, fuck me" over and over, but they were muffled by the winds rushing through the trees and the rain pounding on the windows. A trio of sounds screamed through the attic above in a shrill harmony.

Continuous claps of thunder rumbled for what seemed to be an eternity… turning into what eventually sounded like a freight train rolling through the house. The eye wall had arrived in all of its destructive fury.

Each time the flashes of lightening filled the room we could see our eyes were locked into each other… We were lost deeper and deeper in each other's souls.... a mesmerizing ecstasy.

Sabina screamed and shook and jerked side to side as she came hard once then again and again…. I released my energy, and she collapsed into my arms. We were both dripping as if we'd just walked out of a sauna. She just closed her eyes and kept mumbling, "oh, my god, oh my god" until she tapered off and said no more.

At that time as if someone had pulled the plug, everything grew very quiet. We were now inside the eye of the storm. The quietness and stillness was deafening. We laid there in the darkness, breathless, sweating; kissing softly… the only sound now was the wind from our breathing…. both quivering as if searching for air. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning we walked outside and our throats dropped into our hearts as we found virtually everything had been destroyed around us, except for us. Our building was the only one intact, just a few lost shingles and gutters. Trees down, cars smashed…. The parking lot was flooded. We knew something eternal had happened; something that only the gods and goddesses could have scripted for our unplanned hurricane party. Sabina turned and looked up into my eyes and kissed me softly.