The thunder crashed around your house. The lightning raged, the flashes coming so fast at times, that it seemed like daylight. The wind howled over the ocean, whipping the waves into a foamy frenzy. They seemed so far away, because of the noise of the thunder.
You focus on your book, on the wine in your hand hoping to distract yourself from the discomfort you feel in the storm. It's working, but only partially.
Then, from nowhere, a massive gust of wind blew your front door open. You sighed, put down your glass of chardonnay, set your book on the end of the sofa, and got up to close it.
The lightning flashed, and you see a shape in the darkness. At first the outline of the man shocks you, a sensation of fear tingles down your spine. The shape steps forward, and instinctively you begin to slam the door.
"There's no need for that,love," the shape says. You instantly know my voice, the confident, powerful tone of it filling you with warmth.
"Oh my..." you gasp and run into my arms. The rain begins to soak quickly through your robe.
"There's no sense both of us getting wet," i say with a wicked smile. You take my hand and lead me inside, and lead me into the laundry room. You toss a pair of boxers and a tshirt in to me, trying hard, but still failing, not to look.
I smile wickedly, the skin tight around my freshly shaved balls, my cock already beginning to harden. "Just a moment dear. I'll be right out," I call to you.
The rain rages on outside, the pattering it against the glass window of your upstairs balcony almost as fast as the pounding in your heart, in your pussy.
I walk up to the bedroom, and lay down beside you, my body totally encasing yours, wrapping you in the safety and warmth of me. "I know you don't like these storms dear, but i'll show you how much fun they can be."
My hand travels lightly between the folds of your robe, finding your nipple and pinching it gently. You moan lightly and lean in for a kiss. Our lips touch first, parting ever so slowly, allowing tongues to tease, to slowly lick around the outside of your teeth, gently but firmly tasting you.
I get up off the bed, pulling you along with me. I lead you down the stairs, pausing only to grab a blanket. I drag you along with me, across the road and over the dunes, onto the beach. I spread the blanket out on the sand, and lay in the rain, luxuriating in the feel of it hitting my legs, soaking through the tshirt.
I feel your eyes on me as i soak in the power of the storm, feeling it wash over me, as i feel your look. The desire, and the love in your eyes causes my cock to swell again as soon as i look at you. The rain soaked boxers hide nothing from your view.
You see me there, swiftly getting ready for you, and remove the robe. Dropping it to the blanket, you roll on top of me and press yourself into me. Gently grinding your shaved pussy against my totally hard cock causes me to moan.
Your lips lock over mine to savor my moan. We kiss, feeling the wind raze our bodies, the rain pelting your exposed back, the thunder crashing behind us.
You reach down, pulling the tshirt over my head, and quickly slide your hand down over my cock. Rubbing me gently through the boxers, you take one of my nipples into your teeth, biting down on it, and pulling it a bit. I feel your tongue flick across it, teasing me with your tongue.
