Standing at the back door, Lydia took him in her arms and meant only to kiss him goodbye, wanting to shoo him away before the storm hit, but it turned into so much more.
With the first, soft touch of his lips, the lightning struck, thunder boomed and the clouds let loose their torrent. Pouring rains seemed to echo the intensity of their mounting passion. Hands began to roam, buttons became undone, zippers unzipped. Soon the two of them were naked at the entryway.
"Come on," he said, opening the door, taking her hand and leading her out onto the porch. Lydia hesitated and resisted, but she eventually joined him. They embraced again, now nude and in the open. Should her neighbors look out, they would be able see the two lovers in the dim light, illuminated by the flashes of lightning.
Lydia felt her body responding to his touch, as well as his mounting passion that pressed against her belly in all its erectile hardness. Her mind struggled, wondering how he could get her to commit these acts, how he managed to turn her on with their perverse dangers, how he could make her feel frightened and uninhibited at the same time? She shivered with the chill of the wind and the light spray from the rain.
Turning her, he pressed Lydia up against the cool siding, making her emit a squeak and causing both of them to giggle foolishly just before his lips touched hers again.
Lydia raised her left leg and caressed the back of his thigh with it, feeling each of his manly hairs there. It also caused her clit to rub directly against his hardness. Her hips began to buck of their own accord, feeding her dampness and need. Lightning struck again and Lydia could hear a car sloshing down the rain-swept street out front. She shivered as she sucked on his tongue that forcefully pressed into her mouth. She moaned and sucked on it like it was his cock.
He placed his hands on her waist and hoisted her up against him, cupping her ass cheeks with his hands once she was in place. Lydia yelped, but wrapped her legs about his waist and allowed him to pull her away from the wall. They remained in a passionate kiss, her nipples stiff both from the chill and desire, scraping against the light hairs of his chest.
She broke the kiss and cried out, "NO-o-o-o-o-o-o!" as he walked slowly off the porch and down the stairs into her increasingly dark back yard.
The rain soaked the two lovers immediately from its intense downpour. She hugged him tightly and he bit and kissed her neck, drinking the soft rainwater from her skin. Once again he lifted her, placing Lydia on the picnic bench that stood in the middle of the yard. She blinked from the rain and then gasped, wide-eyed, as she felt him position his hard tool at the entrance to her sex.
"Tell me you want it," he hissed...
The rain pummeled her face and belly softly, but her legs wrapped around him.
"Yes," she called out, "Do it... push it in me. Don't tease me! Push that cock deep into me!"
"Tell me that you want it!" he hissed again, the soft, spongy head of his cock slipping up and down the slick entrance to her sex.
"Yes! Yes, I want your cock! I want you to shove it in me. I want to feel it fill me. I want to feel it press open my cunt! I want to feel it explode in me... Please! Stop teasing. Put it in me!"
Lydia felt pressure and then the soft head was pushing past her outer lips. Looking up, she could see him grimacing with concentration, his hand holding his cock as he pressed. Then he backed off and her hips bucked involuntarily. Once more, he took the head and rubbed it up and down her slit, greasing it with her juices. He placed it against her sex once again, grimacing from the tightness as a little more slipped inside.
Lydia moaned. She was small and he was wide, but she knew he would fit. She just had to relax. She almost cried out when he again pulled back and swabbed the tip up and down, this time running it across her clit, electric shocks jumping straight to her brain each time he did. Again, he positioned it, but this time, instead of standing straight up, he crouched over her, kissing her lips softly and sheltering her face from the downpour. He pressed himself against her once more and pushed, feeling the head sliding inside. Bending, his breath was warm on her nipple. Lydia felt it just as his mouth closed over it and his teeth bit down lightly.
"AAAAIIIIEEEEEE!" she screamed. Her legs flexed against him and drove his cock deep into her womb in one sliding stroke, his head banging against her cervix. He moved off her sore, distended nipple and kissed his way up her neck, licking the raindrops from her skin as he did.
"You're in me!" Lydia told him, amazed. They had tried once before, unsuccessfully. All those months of teasing, playing, groping, touching and fondling had come to a boil the week before, but he hadn't been able to get past her gate. She looked at him with awe as his head hovered over hers, his hair plastered down and his beard glistening wetly in the rain. Lydia just smiled back.
