It is time for a Sensual Sunday Story. One that was written about five to six years ago. Just to say I love the rain. Be advised for language used.
It was a Friday night when they walked home from there night out over town. They chose to walk so they could spend a little more time together, and the temperature was just right. They were happy, smiling all the way, looking in each others eyes as if they just fallen in love.
Half way down it started to rain on them, at first just small drops but soon it went into a heavy rainfall. It did not bother them that much, for they were just happy to be together. He took off his jacket and held it over there heads. “Let us take a shorter route” he said as they walked by the entrance of the park, “lets go through the park”.
She agreed with out words, just nodding her head. They knew the park very well they have been there through out the summer lying in the grass enjoying each others company.
All of a sudden she pulls down his hands and with a big smile on her face she says: “I’ll race you to the stands”.
Before he could answer she was already on her way, running through the rain like a elegant roe, all he could do was follow her like a lion after his pray.
“I won” she shouted as he runs up to her, grabbing her around the waist, lifting her high up in the air. “Congratulations sweetie” he whispered, “but you cheated a little there”.
“Who me…, I would never” she smiled, shutting his lips with a fast kiss.
He puts her down on the ground, still holding her close. Gazing in each others eyes she runs a finger over his cheek, wiping a way a little drop of water, “you look good in the rain, baby” she whispers. They laugh noticing that they are soaked all the way through.
He pulls her closer to his body, kissing a little drop of rain from the tip of her nose, “you are gorgeous”
Her heart skipped a beat, but as soon as it started beating she placed her lips on his. Kissing his upper lip softly, his lower lip tenderly, breaking away to take a look at his beautiful face, and kisses him so passionately, that it felt like she was in heaven.
There heads started tilting, his strong arms pressing her closer to him, as he lightly brushes the tip of his tongue over her lips.
She slightly moaned as the feeling that only he could give her, rushes through her body.
The passion grows between them, there hearts burning a even greater fire, as he slides his hands under her top, touching her wet soft skin. She lets out a little sigh, as she feels his hands on her skin. All her mind could think about was “I want you, I want you bad”.
He breaks of the kiss looking around the park looking for a bench, as soon as he sees one, he pulls her by the arm back into the rain, running to the bench. He sits down, looks into her eyes and pulls her onto his lap. Rain poring down over there bodies, as she grabs his face between her hands she whispers, “I want to make love to you”….”I want to do it right here in the rain”
His hands move slowly, lifting her top revealing her beautiful breasts, her nipples already hard form the cold rain. Every rain drop that falls down on her body coming together to roll down her soft breasts, glistening in the shimmering moon light. She undoes him of his shirt that is soaked right through, her hands running over his chest.
In there eyes burns a fiery passion and a whisper runs over his lips…”I want you”. She slides his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, dropping it on the floor, watching the rain hit his body, taking her lips and kisses where the drops of rain fall, softly yet letting him know just how much the need for him was. A slight soft moan comes from his mouth, feeling the need … wanting her …. His hand moved to her cheeks sliding down to under her chin, gently lift her up. No words are spoken as she lifts her self up from him showing her breasts right in front of him. She gives him one of her smiles knowing that he knows what she wants. He reaches out, softly touching her softly around the breasts, the cold rain running over her soft silky skin, her nipples look harder then ever before.
He reaches over kissing each nipple giving her the pleasure of his warm lips. She lets out a little gasp a little moan follows, her eyes shut as he brushes his lips over her nipples. His finger tips tracing down the drops that roll over her belly, undoing her soaked jeans that are tightly wrapped around her. “Come sit down” he whispers and guides her next to him on the bench.
He stands up, turns himself towards her and kneels down between her legs, his hands on her shoulder gliding over her wet skin down to her jeans. Getting a hold on them and slide them over her white soft thighs. Her legs are smooth and wet, shiny under that shimmering light. He places his fingers on her knees, and let them move lightly over her soft thighs. With every movement she lets out a moan, feeling his touch so soft, his fingers running over her skin. Only he can make her feel that way. He smiles, knowing that she enjoys his touch, he leans forward kissing her belly, following one of the rolling rain drops with little butterfly kisses, her hands running through his wet hair, slowly guiding him lower. His strong hands gently pushing her legs apart as he reaches her soaking wet thong. But he doesn’t stop and kisses that little piece of wet fabric.
She sighs as his hot lips presses against her, letting a feeling shoot through her, almost loosing control right there. He covers the fabric with his mouth, his warm breath penetrating to her cold skin. He presses a bit harder, taking the fabric between his lips, pulling it of that sweet little paradise. Her hands still running through his hair, more firmly, wanting the feeling she now got to never go away. “I can’t wait any longer” she says “I want to feel your tongue right there”. Without any hesitation he rips her thong, letting that little piece of fabric fall between her thighs. Her lips are wet and cold, glistening, she wants him there; she wants him to touch her with his warm tongue.
He kisses her softly on her wet cold lips, a shock goes through her body with the touch of his warm tender lips. He wants to give her everything she needs or wants he is at her disposal. His tongue runs softly along her sweet tasting lips, trembling under his touch she cries out for more. He spreads her lips gently wanting to taste the sweetness mixed with rain, teasingly flicking his tongue over her pearl, giving her the pleasure of his warm tongue and mouth.
Again waves of pleasure flooded through her, ‘but no not yet, I am not ready’, she thought, ‘I want to enjoy all of him’.
Her heart is running wild, her breathing fast and heavy, he knows she is near her body trembling against his face. He unbuttons his jeans, crawling up close against her, his hardness pressing against her, the head between the lips, he knows she wants him.
She can’t wait any more, she feels him, and she wants him inside. She puts her legs around him her arms around his neck, pulling him tight, letting out a huge moan as he enters her. Feelings flooding through her body, him between her tight wet lips, the rain falling on their bodies and it is so intense so perfect.
He slowly starts moving his body, getting deep inside her, when a roar of thunder matches his moan. Deeper and deeper she feels him go, her hips grinding matching every thrust of his, her hands grabbing his cheeks pulling him even more deeper, their bodies now becoming one. She feels herself being taken, over; she needs him tonight like she never needed him before. Her grip tightens, he growls as her nails scratch his cheeks, he knows he has to thrust harder, the release of all emotions nearing. The feeling of leaving this earth, their souls united as one in the heavens.
She feels his cock getting harder, they are near, she knows. “Baby, I’m close” she whispers “let’s cum together”.
“Take me to the heavens baby” he whispers, “I want to cum with you” as these final words were said he arches his back for the final thrusts, giving her everything he has got.
Her body trembles as he thrusts into her, they both know this is the moment, she feels him grow inside her. They cannot wait any longer. They both cry out to the silvery moon, as the waves of ecstasy over comes them, his warm juices flowing inside her, her nails pressing into his back, their bodies shudder with pleasure as the sky is lit up with lightning.
They slowly come to a rest, gazing in each others eyes, she smiles at him whispering softly, “Oh how I love the rainy nights”. His dimpled smile grows bigger as his he whispers her back, “It just makes us feel good”.
And if magic was in play as the sky was lit up again with bolts of lightning they both said “I love you” at the same time, making this a magical night to remember.
Slowly they straighten themselves up so they can continue their journey home, soaking wet but with a magnificent feeling of satisfaction.
Hope you enjoyed the read on yet another Sensual Sunday.