The Ferry Ride
Hot Hook Up - A Fantasy - 15 Oct 2025
The Ferry Ride.
It was 11:30pm before she left the office. Just in time to catch the ferry to her home across the harbour. It had been a long day and she was tired after catching up with so much work and the hours she had to put in to do so. Still it was worth it. The weekend was now clear for her to relax.
As she reached the street, the rain started to fall heavily. The only consolation being the night was warm and she could stand being wet for half an hour before getting home. The problem was that she was only wearing a white silk top with no bra and when it got wet the top clung to her nipples sending a tingling feeling through them. Damn! She knew they would soon become erect and embarrass her further. That's what comes from trying to catch the attention of that guy in accounts. He hadn't even noticed. Probably gay or blind. She'd given up and made a mental note to dress a little more appropriately to work.
She hurried down to the quay, which was almost deserted. Luckily the lighting wasn't that great so she didn't feel too self-conscious about the state of her top and the resulting display of her nipples.
Within a few minutes she was aboard the ferry and they were under way. She went to the centre cabin to get out of the weather and noticed one other passenger on the far side. She thought he was quite nice looking in an odd way. Nice features but not the sort that would stand out in a crowd. He was looking out of the window and looked up as she entered. He smiled at her, which surprised her somewhat. The city wasn't the friendliest of places and often people hardly even acknowledged you, never mind smiled. She gave a half smile back and sat with her back to him and settled down for the journey, which looked as though it may be a little rough.
A few minutes later she heard movement behind her. As a woman she had perfected the art of indifference to men and their stares and this applied equally to showing any interest in case it was taken the wrong way. Suddenly, he sat down on the opposite bench and smiled. "Hello", he said.
What the hell was this, she thought. Hello! Nobody does that sort of thing. Apprehension started to creep into her mind.
"Are you okay with this rough weather?" he asked.
She stared at him for a moment, slightly taken aback, but slowly gathering her wits. "Yes, I am. As a matter of fact, I like it"
"What do you like about it?" he asked softy, a slight smile still lingering on his lips. "Is it the rhythm of the boat, perhaps? Or just the wildness of the night?" He stared into her eyes and she felt a tingling through her body.
Was this guy for real? At least his pick up line was good but enough is enough.
"Look," she said, "Thanks for your concern but I'm okay, really."
"Actually." he replied, "Okay is somewhat of an understatement. Beautiful comes to mind as far more appropriate."
She couldn't believe this. No one had ever approached her like this in her life. This guy was the ultimate pick up artist. Her anger was rising a little.
"Look," she said, "I really am tired and you are embarrassing me. I just want to go home and go to bed. Feel free to see yourself out. Okay!"
He laughed gently. "Tell me it didn't sound nice when I told you how beautiful you were. Deny it and I will walk away."
"Well, it did sound nice, yes." Damn, why did she say that? It was only encouraging him.
"I would like to make love to you."
She nearly fell off the bench. Did she hear right? A complete stranger saying that to her. "What did you say?" she whispered.
"You heard me,” he replied, "I want to consume you with passion. Touch every part of you and make your heart beat so fast you think it's going to burst."
A wave of excitement swept over her body.
"When we get off the ferry, I will follow you home. Not so close as to disturb you and when you get to your front door, you will do one of two things. Close it behind you, in which case you will never see me again or leave it slightly ajar. If you leave it open I will join you in your shower in 10 minutes."
He then got up and returned to his seat and gazed out the window as if nothing had happened. She was stunned. Had she heard this correctly?
The ferry pulled in to the jetty and she got up. She then realised not only was her blouse wet but now her panties were as well. Against her own mind, her body had reacted as it wished. She now realised that he had aroused her. Well, bugger him. She wasn't leaving her door open for anyone.
She got off the ferry and started to walk the ten minutes to home. It took all of her willpower to stop herself looking around to see if he was following. As she walked she thought about what he had said. The more she thought, the more exciting it seemed to her. Don't be stupid, she thought. There's no way. But the more she thought the more she liked the idea even though caution kept sending a signal to her brain. Finally, she was home and opened the front gate. As she pushed the key in the door she knew she wouldn't be able to help herself and without thinking any longer, walked through the door without shutting it completely. God, what am I doing she thought. She hesitated. Then continued walking through the house, trembling at the thought of what might happen.
She went up to her bedroom and entered the en-suite and took off her wet clothes. A light breeze on her walk home had played havoc with her nipples and she had a warm glow about her upper body. She felt so horny. She entered the shower and turned it on not even thinking about him. She knew he would be with her soon. The shower was lovely and hot and made her body glow.
She then heard a movement and could see a figure through the steamed up glass. The door opened and he stood there naked.
He stepped into the shower and they faced each other. He leaned forward and gently kissed her lips. Her body trembled and she brought her hands up to his face. His arms encircled her and their bodies moved closer together. She could feel him getting hard next to her and she liked the effect she was having on him. His hands moved over her body, caressing different places with different pressure. Giving her nipples a little squeeze but touching her arms like a feather. He bent his head down and suckled one of her nipples. Rolling the hard bud in his lips and applying gentle pressure.
Her head moved back in an arch and she whispered, "Yes, Yes."
He moved to the other nipple and did the same movement with his lips and at the same time moving his hands across her buttocks. He then turned her around and took the soap from the rack and lathered her back. The slippery foam was spread all over her body and finally around to her breasts. He massaged her breast with slippery fingers and she just stood there lost in the exquisite feeling of his touch. She reached behind and felt his cock. It was so hard and felt so good in her hand. But it wasn't enough for her. She turned and got to her knees and took his cock deeply into her mouth. Her hand gently stroked his shaft and played with his balls. Her mouth and tongue playing with the head of his cock. She could feel him tense and knew his pleasure was matching hers.
He reached over and turned the water off whilst she was still sucking him. He told her to get up but she didn't want to stop. It was too nice having his cock in her mouth. To good to stop now. He gently reached down and pulled her up and led her out of the shower cubicle to the bed. They hadn't dried their bodies but it made no difference. She lay on the bed and looked up at him. The head of his cock glistening with her saliva. He bent down over her and kissed her gently on the lips.
His hand had reached down to her stomach and his fingers made little circles on her skin. His other hand moved lower across her stomach and down between her legs. She eased her legs apart to let him enter and his fingers slowly explored the outer part of her sex. She wanted more and moved her hips provocatively, urging him silently to go further. His fingers gently parted her lips and entered her. She gasped a little and opened her legs further. His head now started to move down her body, his lips brushing her nipples and down to her stomach. She knew what he was going to do and prepared herself for the shock of his tongue on her cunt.
He continued down, along her right thigh and back up to her stomach. He then did the same thing with her left thigh but this time lingered when he was level with her wet and willing opening. He gently pushed her legs further apart to fully expose her. He moved his head over and licked the groin area to the side of her lips. He knew she would like this gentle foreplay before he totally let his tongue have free rein. He licked and kissed each side, gently letting his tongue touch her lips as he passed from side to side. Finally he stopped in the centre and his tongue probed her wet sex, smelling and tasting her. She shuddered at the welcome intrusion of her body and held his head in place in the fear that he may stop. He kissed and licked her cunt and delighted in the feel of her velvet upon his tongue and lips.
He continued on for what seemed an eternity and finally eased down his attention and stopped. He told her to turn over. She moved like a cat, sensuously and slowly until she was on her stomach. She stretched out and revelled in her selfishness. She just wanted to be pleasured. He would be looked after a little later. He looked down at her, as she lay stretched out. He bent down and pulled the cheeks of her buttocks apart and lowered his head, his tongue once again licking and probing but this time in a different place. As soon as his tongue touched her she felt like a new meaning of pleasure had been introduced into her life. She couldn't even begin to describe what it felt like. The nerve endings in her body almost jumped out of her skin. She had never felt such feelings before. She had never been pleasured like this and wanted more. He continued licking her as she moved her body. He finally moved his tongue up her back and lay on top of her. His cock remained hard and he moved so that he could enter her. She shuddered as he plunged gently but deeply into her. The slow rhythmic movements sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moved with him and the pace quickened until he was ramming her as hard as he could. She pushed her buttocks up so that he could go in as deeply as possible and at the same time she pushed back. She really wanted him to fuck her hard. Nothing gentle any more. Let his cock ravage her to ecstasy.
She moved her hand between her legs and started to play with herself. Her thoughts roamed from one fantasy to another, her thoughts conjuring up visions of herself found only in the deep, dark recesses of her mind. They fucked hard and fast, panting with the exertion. Not for one minute would they give in to the muscles crying out to stop this madness. All she wanted was his cock to fuck her, nothing else. She knew she was near and just wanted him to fuck her harder and harder. She felt her orgasm mount. The wave slowly moving out from her inner core until it burst through, exploding her loins in a blinding flash of pleasure as she cried out.
He continued fucking her but slowing the pace like reining in a galloping horse. He finally slowed until she collapsed on the bed beneath him. He stayed inside her for a few minutes while she recovered. Her body moved around and he slipped out of her. She reached up and stroked his cock. Moving around she lay him on the bed and started to suck him gently. She could taste her sex on his cock and it excited her more. Her lips moved down his shaft and to his balls, to suck and lick them. She handled them gently knowing how sensitive they were.
Her lips and tongue moved all over his shaft and head and finally she sucked him with real purpose. She moved her hand up and down his shaft in unison with her mouth. He moaned as she worked harder and harder to make him cum. Her excitement mounting with the thought of his love juice spurting into her waiting and hungry mouth.
Suddenly he tensed, his body rigid and crying out as his cock pulsed with the orgasm he was experiencing. She kept sucking, taking every drop that he could give until his body relaxed and lay still on the bed. His eyes remained closed and they lay in each other’s arms and fell asleep.
She awoke with a start and looked at the clock. 2am. She decided to take a shower before slipping into bed. He still seemed asleep and it seemed a shame to disturb him just yet. She would wake him when she got out of the shower so that they could slip beneath the sheets together and sleep.
The hot water on her body revived her and she felt she could almost do it all again. Moments later she stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom.
He was gone. The bed had been straightened and it was as if he had never been there. No trace except for a black card lying on her pillow.
She picked it up and read it. "No one knows of others thoughts. Their secrets so well hidden. But I'm the key to unlocking them. The master of the forbidden." She looked on the other side and it was blank. She sat down not really understanding why she felt disappointed. After all she didn't even know his name. Tonight she would write in her diary and attach the card to the page. For that was all she had to show for her night of pleasure with her unknown lover. A man she was never to see again but never left her innermost thoughts.
It was 11:30pm before she left the office. Just in time to catch the ferry to her home across the harbour. It had been a long day and she was tired after catching up with so much work and the hours she had to put in to do so. Still it was worth it. The weekend was now clear for her to relax.
As she reached the street, the rain started to fall heavily. The only consolation being the night was warm and she could stand being wet for half an hour before getting home. The problem was that she was only wearing a white silk top with no bra and when it got wet the top clung to her nipples sending a tingling feeling through them. Damn! She knew they would soon become erect and embarrass her further. That's what comes from trying to catch the attention of that guy in accounts. He hadn't even noticed. Probably gay or blind. She'd given up and made a mental note to dress a little more appropriately to work.
She hurried down to the quay, which was almost deserted. Luckily the lighting wasn't that great so she didn't feel too self-conscious about the state of her top and the resulting display of her nipples.
Within a few minutes she was aboard the ferry and they were under way. She went to the centre cabin to get out of the weather and noticed one other passenger on the far side. She thought he was quite nice looking in an odd way. Nice features but not the sort that would stand out in a crowd. He was looking out of the window and looked up as she entered. He smiled at her, which surprised her somewhat. The city wasn't the friendliest of places and often people hardly even acknowledged you, never mind smiled. She gave a half smile back and sat with her back to him and settled down for the journey, which looked as though it may be a little rough.
A few minutes later she heard movement behind her. As a woman she had perfected the art of indifference to men and their stares and this applied equally to showing any interest in case it was taken the wrong way. Suddenly, he sat down on the opposite bench and smiled. "Hello", he said.
What the hell was this, she thought. Hello! Nobody does that sort of thing. Apprehension started to creep into her mind.
"Are you okay with this rough weather?" he asked.
She stared at him for a moment, slightly taken aback, but slowly gathering her wits. "Yes, I am. As a matter of fact, I like it"
"What do you like about it?" he asked softy, a slight smile still lingering on his lips. "Is it the rhythm of the boat, perhaps? Or just the wildness of the night?" He stared into her eyes and she felt a tingling through her body.
Was this guy for real? At least his pick up line was good but enough is enough.
"Look," she said, "Thanks for your concern but I'm okay, really."
"Actually." he replied, "Okay is somewhat of an understatement. Beautiful comes to mind as far more appropriate."
She couldn't believe this. No one had ever approached her like this in her life. This guy was the ultimate pick up artist. Her anger was rising a little.
"Look," she said, "I really am tired and you are embarrassing me. I just want to go home and go to bed. Feel free to see yourself out. Okay!"
He laughed gently. "Tell me it didn't sound nice when I told you how beautiful you were. Deny it and I will walk away."
"Well, it did sound nice, yes." Damn, why did she say that? It was only encouraging him.
"I would like to make love to you."
She nearly fell off the bench. Did she hear right? A complete stranger saying that to her. "What did you say?" she whispered.
"You heard me,” he replied, "I want to consume you with passion. Touch every part of you and make your heart beat so fast you think it's going to burst."
A wave of excitement swept over her body.
"When we get off the ferry, I will follow you home. Not so close as to disturb you and when you get to your front door, you will do one of two things. Close it behind you, in which case you will never see me again or leave it slightly ajar. If you leave it open I will join you in your shower in 10 minutes."
He then got up and returned to his seat and gazed out the window as if nothing had happened. She was stunned. Had she heard this correctly?
The ferry pulled in to the jetty and she got up. She then realised not only was her blouse wet but now her panties were as well. Against her own mind, her body had reacted as it wished. She now realised that he had aroused her. Well, bugger him. She wasn't leaving her door open for anyone.
She got off the ferry and started to walk the ten minutes to home. It took all of her willpower to stop herself looking around to see if he was following. As she walked she thought about what he had said. The more she thought, the more exciting it seemed to her. Don't be stupid, she thought. There's no way. But the more she thought the more she liked the idea even though caution kept sending a signal to her brain. Finally, she was home and opened the front gate. As she pushed the key in the door she knew she wouldn't be able to help herself and without thinking any longer, walked through the door without shutting it completely. God, what am I doing she thought. She hesitated. Then continued walking through the house, trembling at the thought of what might happen.
She went up to her bedroom and entered the en-suite and took off her wet clothes. A light breeze on her walk home had played havoc with her nipples and she had a warm glow about her upper body. She felt so horny. She entered the shower and turned it on not even thinking about him. She knew he would be with her soon. The shower was lovely and hot and made her body glow.
She then heard a movement and could see a figure through the steamed up glass. The door opened and he stood there naked.
He stepped into the shower and they faced each other. He leaned forward and gently kissed her lips. Her body trembled and she brought her hands up to his face. His arms encircled her and their bodies moved closer together. She could feel him getting hard next to her and she liked the effect she was having on him. His hands moved over her body, caressing different places with different pressure. Giving her nipples a little squeeze but touching her arms like a feather. He bent his head down and suckled one of her nipples. Rolling the hard bud in his lips and applying gentle pressure.
Her head moved back in an arch and she whispered, "Yes, Yes."
He moved to the other nipple and did the same movement with his lips and at the same time moving his hands across her buttocks. He then turned her around and took the soap from the rack and lathered her back. The slippery foam was spread all over her body and finally around to her breasts. He massaged her breast with slippery fingers and she just stood there lost in the exquisite feeling of his touch. She reached behind and felt his cock. It was so hard and felt so good in her hand. But it wasn't enough for her. She turned and got to her knees and took his cock deeply into her mouth. Her hand gently stroked his shaft and played with his balls. Her mouth and tongue playing with the head of his cock. She could feel him tense and knew his pleasure was matching hers.
He reached over and turned the water off whilst she was still sucking him. He told her to get up but she didn't want to stop. It was too nice having his cock in her mouth. To good to stop now. He gently reached down and pulled her up and led her out of the shower cubicle to the bed. They hadn't dried their bodies but it made no difference. She lay on the bed and looked up at him. The head of his cock glistening with her saliva. He bent down over her and kissed her gently on the lips.
His hand had reached down to her stomach and his fingers made little circles on her skin. His other hand moved lower across her stomach and down between her legs. She eased her legs apart to let him enter and his fingers slowly explored the outer part of her sex. She wanted more and moved her hips provocatively, urging him silently to go further. His fingers gently parted her lips and entered her. She gasped a little and opened her legs further. His head now started to move down her body, his lips brushing her nipples and down to her stomach. She knew what he was going to do and prepared herself for the shock of his tongue on her cunt.
He continued down, along her right thigh and back up to her stomach. He then did the same thing with her left thigh but this time lingered when he was level with her wet and willing opening. He gently pushed her legs further apart to fully expose her. He moved his head over and licked the groin area to the side of her lips. He knew she would like this gentle foreplay before he totally let his tongue have free rein. He licked and kissed each side, gently letting his tongue touch her lips as he passed from side to side. Finally he stopped in the centre and his tongue probed her wet sex, smelling and tasting her. She shuddered at the welcome intrusion of her body and held his head in place in the fear that he may stop. He kissed and licked her cunt and delighted in the feel of her velvet upon his tongue and lips.
He continued on for what seemed an eternity and finally eased down his attention and stopped. He told her to turn over. She moved like a cat, sensuously and slowly until she was on her stomach. She stretched out and revelled in her selfishness. She just wanted to be pleasured. He would be looked after a little later. He looked down at her, as she lay stretched out. He bent down and pulled the cheeks of her buttocks apart and lowered his head, his tongue once again licking and probing but this time in a different place. As soon as his tongue touched her she felt like a new meaning of pleasure had been introduced into her life. She couldn't even begin to describe what it felt like. The nerve endings in her body almost jumped out of her skin. She had never felt such feelings before. She had never been pleasured like this and wanted more. He continued licking her as she moved her body. He finally moved his tongue up her back and lay on top of her. His cock remained hard and he moved so that he could enter her. She shuddered as he plunged gently but deeply into her. The slow rhythmic movements sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moved with him and the pace quickened until he was ramming her as hard as he could. She pushed her buttocks up so that he could go in as deeply as possible and at the same time she pushed back. She really wanted him to fuck her hard. Nothing gentle any more. Let his cock ravage her to ecstasy.
She moved her hand between her legs and started to play with herself. Her thoughts roamed from one fantasy to another, her thoughts conjuring up visions of herself found only in the deep, dark recesses of her mind. They fucked hard and fast, panting with the exertion. Not for one minute would they give in to the muscles crying out to stop this madness. All she wanted was his cock to fuck her, nothing else. She knew she was near and just wanted him to fuck her harder and harder. She felt her orgasm mount. The wave slowly moving out from her inner core until it burst through, exploding her loins in a blinding flash of pleasure as she cried out.
He continued fucking her but slowing the pace like reining in a galloping horse. He finally slowed until she collapsed on the bed beneath him. He stayed inside her for a few minutes while she recovered. Her body moved around and he slipped out of her. She reached up and stroked his cock. Moving around she lay him on the bed and started to suck him gently. She could taste her sex on his cock and it excited her more. Her lips moved down his shaft and to his balls, to suck and lick them. She handled them gently knowing how sensitive they were.
Her lips and tongue moved all over his shaft and head and finally she sucked him with real purpose. She moved her hand up and down his shaft in unison with her mouth. He moaned as she worked harder and harder to make him cum. Her excitement mounting with the thought of his love juice spurting into her waiting and hungry mouth.
Suddenly he tensed, his body rigid and crying out as his cock pulsed with the orgasm he was experiencing. She kept sucking, taking every drop that he could give until his body relaxed and lay still on the bed. His eyes remained closed and they lay in each other’s arms and fell asleep.
She awoke with a start and looked at the clock. 2am. She decided to take a shower before slipping into bed. He still seemed asleep and it seemed a shame to disturb him just yet. She would wake him when she got out of the shower so that they could slip beneath the sheets together and sleep.
The hot water on her body revived her and she felt she could almost do it all again. Moments later she stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom.
He was gone. The bed had been straightened and it was as if he had never been there. No trace except for a black card lying on her pillow.
She picked it up and read it. "No one knows of others thoughts. Their secrets so well hidden. But I'm the key to unlocking them. The master of the forbidden." She looked on the other side and it was blank. She sat down not really understanding why she felt disappointed. After all she didn't even know his name. Tonight she would write in her diary and attach the card to the page. For that was all she had to show for her night of pleasure with her unknown lover. A man she was never to see again but never left her innermost thoughts.
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