Romance
2005-10-31
Smiling, I kiss my way down your perfect torso, pausing to play with your navel. Flicking my tongue around the edges, and a little bit inside, I give you a hint of what is to come. I smile and look up at you. Your hair is hanging down as you look down at me. With a little smile, you run your fingers through my wet hair, and give me a little push downward. I smile even bigger, and begin to unbutton your shorts. I kiss each centimeter of skin as it is exposed, and pull your shorts and panties down with one steady motion. You step out with one leg, and give them a little kick to the side. Looking back up, I notice a slightly naughty smile crossing your lips. I run my hands up the sides of your leg, the cool water reducing friction on your perfect skin. As I near your hips, one hand runs over your delicately curved hip, while the other traces a path up your inner thigh, and through your perfectly trimmed little patch. The heat emanating from the area is intense! I stand the rest of the way up, allowing my tongue to trace a path up your body, and over one breast. I want to linger there, perhaps give it a little nip, but I continue upwards, over your collarbone, up your neck, and past your ear. The rain continues to pour over your naked, erotically wet, and perfectly shaped body. I step back, and remove my shirt. My nipples are hard, too, and from the bulge you see in my jeans, you know that they’re not the only hard thing I’ve got.
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I approach you again, and your hands work the button on my jeans quickly, opening the fly, and reaching inside to caress my hardness. Your hands feel wonderful, and I would love to let you play for awhile, but I have a goal—and that is to make you feel incredible. I slide back down your body, enjoying how the rainwater mixes with your skin, giving me an exquisite taste, the likes of which no fine wine could ever hope to compare to. I rub your back and kiss your mouth again, sucking your tongue out, and tickling the tip. My hands explore the beautiful curve and swell of your ass. I cup each side, and give a squeeze, pulling your naked body against my swelling jeans. A stifled moan escapes your lips, and I begin to kiss my way back down your body. Pausing again at your breasts, I cup one, pinching and rolling the nipple between my finger and thumb, and sucking on the other. The rainwater makes my tongue able to run over its entire surface easily, and the alternate heat of my breath and tongue, and cold of the air and water make you quiver. I bite your nipple gently, and then switch hands and lips. Continuing down with my tongue, I again play with your navel, and caressing your ass and thighs as I do. Approaching the V between your legs, I let out a hot breath on your soft hair. This seems to be the right signal, because you take a slight step and allow me better access to your sweetness. I approach, and press my tongue to your soft lips. Gently, and teasingly at first, and then with increased intensity.
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Looking up, I see that you’ve tilted your head back, the rain streaming over your beautiful face and body, and your hands running through my hair.
Supporting you with my hands, I begin to seek the motions that will intensify your pleasure. Your moaning and writhing tell me that I’m doing well. I place a leg over my shoulder, and continue to drive my tongue deep inside you, and suck your clitoris as you moan and encourage me. You taste incredible, and I think of how lucky I am to be exactly where I am right now—I’d never want to be anywhere else. Suddenly, your grip on my head increases, and I feel your thighs clench my head. You cry out into the rain, as waves of intense pleasure power your orgasm. I keep my tongue softly on your clit, keeping your orgasm on a plateau for as long as possible. When you’re ready, you pull me to my feet, and I quickly shed my jeans. My cock rises up, and you take it in your hand. Pulling me closer, you stand on tiptoe, and easily slip my entire size into you. Your heat and wetness immediately make my head spin. You place your arms around my neck, and I pick you up, supporting you by your ass as you begin to move on me. Our bodies slide almost effortlessly as we make love to the rhythm of the pounding rain. Cold wind, warm rain, none of that matters right at that instant.
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What does matter is the intensity of our connection, and the intimacy of the moment. Our pace quickens. I feel an electricity traveling inwards from my extremities. My orgasm is imminent. With one final cry toward the sky, I shake, and begin to expend what seems like an eternity of my come deep inside you. Its heat is scalding, and sends you into another wonderful orgasm. I lose my strength, and take one knee to keep us upright. From this position, I can look at your magnificent body, your lovely neck arched, head tilted back, taught breasts pointing towards the heavens, and our bodies still joined. I lean forward, kiss your shivering body, breasts, neck, and finally your mouth. Looking into your eyes, I smile at you, stand, and carry you back inside to dry every inch of your beautiful body—as I see fit. .
