Sitting in chairs on the balcony; Watching the sky’s tears.
Hearing the “drip drip drip” of the rain onto the corners of the awning.
Wind shifts; Droplets softly hit your arm
Caresses your face. Runs down your leg.
Suddenly there’s a pounding in your ear as the warmth of my tongue traces your lobe.
When did I arise from my chair and appear at your side?
Hand, wet hand, on your face; Turning it toward you.
My lips slightly graze yours; My tongue slipping inside your mouth.
You reach for me and I push you back into your chair.
I back away from you; Slide my own chair into a place
Where the wind is steering the rain.
Relishing in the warm wetness I tilt my head back.
Raise my hands to my dress straps.
Hooking my fingers, hands moving downward; The straps fall to my elbows as I Iower my arms
“Come here,” I instruct you. So obedient you are.
“Sit,” I command while pointing to my chair; You begin to lower yourself onto the seat.
“Wait!” You snap into a standing position; Your eyes heavy with anticipation.
I stare into your eyes, unfastening your pants.
Placing my hand inside, you growl. The sound of a hungry wolf.
My other hand is sliding your pants downward; Your briefs downward
“Sit,” I whisper in your ear and release my hold on your throbbing cock.
Lifting up my dress, you reach for me.
“No!” I slap your hands away; You lick your lips, preparing for my breast.
I straddle you without letting you enter.
I lean my upper body toward you; Nipple just out of reach.
You’re so compliant. You know not to move.
I love it when your eyes beg.
With a smile, I give you my breast; You attempt to devour it as I rock
Back and forth on your lap
Along your shaft, feeling it twitching.
I grab the back of your head; Shoving my breast deeply into your mouth.
Feeling your tongue dance around it, Searching for the peak.
As I move my hips ever so slightly your stiffness slides inside my panties.
Your moan is muffled because your mouth is full; my moan isn’t.
“You may,” I say softly. “You’ve been a good boy.”
Immediately your hands are gripping my waist.
My hands find your neck; I feel your attempt to swallow.
It quickens my thrusts.
Such a magnificent rhythm; As soothing as the sound of rain falling.
Our bodies are as wet from the rain as my sacred place is from arousal.
“You may,” I moan into your ear.
You maneuver while holding me close as you stand; Placing my backside against the railing.
Still inside me, my arms around your neck.
Rocking slowly, now more intense.
“Down, now!” You drop down onto your knees; Lips kissing mine.
“Inside, boy.” Your tongue probes inside my folds; Finding my bud, sucking it.
The first wave rushes over me.
I grip your head tightly forcing your tongue deeper inside me.
The second wave comes; such a release.
“Here,” I whisper and you rise.
“Yes,” I say and you slip back into my wetness. “You’ve earned it,” I say with a passionate kiss.
A kiss that continues as your love pumps into me
Creating a third wave through my body.
We stay there in the rain; My ass against the railing.
Rain pouring over our bodies.
“Release,” I say and you shift my body; I’m standing in front of you.
I remove my dress.
We lie down on the balcony; Cuddling in the rain.
I’d love to read your outdoor sex stories.
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