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Archive name: fuckrain.txt (FF, mast, exh)
Authors name: Terri Madison (terri_madison@hotmail.com)
Story title : Fucking the Rain
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Fucking the Rain (FF, mast, exh)
by Terri Madison (terri_madison@hotmail.com)
***
The rain is a particular turn-on for this character. She
first experienced total wetness at the tender age of 14.
The driving rain and the total state of wetness brought
the teenager to orgasm. That experience was repeated over
and over again to culminate with this story of exhibi-
tionism and public masturbation.
***
I love the rain.
I've always found something very erotic about cool summer
rain softly beating down on my naked body. Making me
totally wet--inside and out.
My first thrill with the rain came when I was fourteen. I
was walking home from a friend's house, and noticing the
sky growing darker and darker, I cut through a wooded field
to save time. But the rain wouldn't hold off, and I was
drenched in no time.
I wish you could have seen me in my soaking wet t-shirt, no
bra. (I was rebellious and refused to wear one, until my
boobs got to their full D-cup size, nature forcing the
issue.) My nipples were so hard I thought they were going
to poke holes in the tight wet t-shirt! So I took it off
and let the rain pour down on my budding breasts. My pussy
was tingling as well, but I wasn't quite bold enough at
that age to get completely naked. So I settled for
alternately rubbing myself through my jeans and playing
with my rock hard nipples.
When the rain stopped, I was disappointed. Heading home, I
climbed right into a cold shower and masturbated myself to
ecstasy.
On that day, I fell in love with the rain. From then on,
whenever it rained, I would go out to the secluded field,
strip naked, and let the rain beat against my body. One
rainy night, I brought a lounge chair along, and spent the
whole night masturbating as the rain pounded me
relentlessly.
*
A few years ago, I was traveling cross-country in my little
two-seater. Driving through Texas I ran into a
thunderstorm. I slowed down to match the conditions, but
never felt threatened by the storm. After all, the rain was
an old friend. An old lover, I corrected myself, smiling at
those fond memories.
But the storm got worse. Soon I couldn't see more than a
few feet in front of me. Eventually I had to stop at one of
those roadside picnic areas. I'm sure you can guess what
happened next. I ended up spread out on one of the picnic
benches, my clothes in a wet heap on the ground beneath me,
frigging myself for all I was worth. At first I had
reasoned with myself that the other people seeking refuge
in the picnic stop wouldn't be able to see me through the
driving rain. Finally I admitted to myself that I didn't
care if they did and just went for it.
I have been well fucked by numerous men and women alike,
but I have to tell you, the multiple orgasms I had on that
picnic table, from the rain beating down mercilessly on my
swollen clit, were the best I've ever experienced. It drove
me fucking crazy with pleasure!
After a short eternity of torrential bliss, the rain
stopped quite abruptly (I actually gasped, it was so
sudden.) Without missing a beat, I put my hand over my clit
and finished the job, jacking myself off to three more
powerful orgasms.
Of course, I had totally forgotten that when the rain had
stopped, I would no longer be "invisible". I got quite a
shock when I sat up and heard the thunderous sound of
blaring horns. Several 18-wheelers had also pulled into the
rest area wait out the storm, and had been treated to a
birds-eye view of a rather delectable (if I do say so
myself), well-endowed, completely naked, drenched blonde
putting on a very hot, very wet solo performance. Gathering
up my soaked garments, I tried futilely to cover myself,
then figured what the hell. I stood up and took a bow, and
the horns blared again.
Parked next to my car was a pickup truck with a young
couple in it. They, too had obviously watched my little
show, and had obviously enjoyed it as well. The man,
grinning, was staring at me as I walked back to my car. His
wife had her head in his lap, and all I could see was the
back of her head as it eagerly bobbed up and down.
Walking up to the driver's side, I stood and watched a
little bit of THEIR show. The wife, a pretty brunette, was
very talented with her mouth. The guy rolled down the
window and, between moans, told me how much they had
enjoyed my show.
His wife looked up briefly and smiled shyly at me, then
continued devouring her husband's meat. I really wanted to
open that car door and trade pointers with that girl on the
fine art of cocksucking, but I needed to get back on the
road.
Leaning down and poking my head through their open window,
my big tits dangling, I warned the lady, "Make sure you
finish that before he gets back on the road....I don't want
to be responsible for any accidents!" She murmured a
muffled "mmm hmmmm" through her mouthful of cock.
Turning to the husband, I firmly took both of his hands,
and guided them to my ripe firm 36-D tits. He eagerly began
groping them, clearly in heaven with a pair of angelic lips
wrapped around his dick and a pair of huge knockers in his
hands. "Too bad your wife didn't join me on the picnic
table," I teased. "I would have enjoyed having you watch me
fuck her...."
The poor guy gasped, and I could tell by the expression on
the brunette's face that her mouth was now being blasted
with spurts of her husband's cum. Congratulating myself on
my skills as a human aphrodisiac, I took my naked butt back
to my car, and got back on the road.
*
Last week, it began to rain as I drove home from work. The
pattering of the rain on my windshield got me very wet, and
despite the slippery conditions I sped home, eager to enjoy
the late afternoon thundershower while it lasted. When I
got home, I stripped naked and threw on a black raincoat
and a pair of sandals, then went outside into the rain. As
I made my way across the busy street separating my home
from the meadow, I wondered what all these drivers in the
evening rush would think if they knew that I was completely
bare-assed under my raincoat. I considered flashing them,
but I don't want to be the cause of an accident!
Finally I made it to my little secluded area. I wasted no
time getting rid of my raincoat. Now completely nude except
for my sandals, I began running, streaking through the
field. I yelped as the wet, waist high grass tickled my
thighs and legs, and as the rain thoroughly soaked me. I
also love the way my tits bounce as I run.
Now thoroughly drenched (and my cunt sopping wet and on
fire as well) I knew it was time to roll around in the wet
grass for some serious finger action. Stopping twice to
lick and bite at my hard nipples, I made my way back to the
little clearing where I had discarded my raincoat.
When I got there, my raincoat was nowhere to be found. In a
panic, my heart pounding, I searched through the tall
grass, but no raincoat.
Then I heard a voice, "Looking for this?" The voice, from
the trees at the edge of the clearing, belonged to my
neighbor, Angela, who was holding my raincoat and wearing a
lustful "caught-you-in-the-act" grin.
Angela is four years younger than me, a little bit
overweight but she still looks pretty good in a one-piece
swimsuit. And she has always had a little crush on me, I
knew.
I hadn't spoken yet. "Interesting little hobby you
have...." Angela continued. The redhead was openly staring
at my body, taking in my ripe 36-D breasts and my bald
snatch. And it was exciting me.
"Well, " I began, "looks like you have me over a barrel.
What's it going to take to get that raincoat back?"
"You'll have to catch me...." she teased me then turned
around and ran.
Angela's a little heavier than me, so she wasn't that hard
to catch. I caught up with her and tackled her as she
doubled back to the clearing. We rolled around in the tall
wet grass, wrestling. Then we kissed. As Angela's tongue
danced with mine, her hands explored my wet, naked body.
"Let's get you out of these wet clothes...." I sighed,
tugging at Angela's shirt, then her jeans. She doesn't wear
underwear, so we were both naked in the rain in no time.
"Oh!" Angela exclaimed as the cold rain beat down on her
body.
"I'll warm you...." I promised, straddling the younger
girl's face and lowering my head to her crotch. Usually I
don't like to eat a pussy unless it's shaved, but I made an
exception as Angela's tongue got busy between my legs. We
dipped into a hot, extremely wet 69, and I learned that my
young neighbor really knows how to eat pussy. I'm no
amateur myself, and we were both screaming with pleasure
(somewhat muffled of course!) in no time at all.
The little nymph then wanted to tease me, barely flicking
my clit with her tongue. I followed suit, lightly licking
the hood of her clit. She moaned, imploring me to give her
the thorough tongue lashing which would drive her past the
point of no return. I continued teasing her though. She did
the same to me and it was driving me fucking crazy!
Finally I could take no more, and I relentlessly humped my
crotch against her tongue, fucking her face. I'm surprised
I didn't suffocate the poor young girl, but she was loving
every minute of it and was bucking her hips upward, trying
to fuck my tongue. But I continued teasing her clit with my
tongue.
Of course, the only thing for her to do was to roll us over
so she would be on top, which was precisely what she did.
Now it was my turn to have a face full of cunt. Which I
lapped at hungrily as Angela took my clit in her mouth and
screamed. That made me cum, and I screamed too. In our
abandon, we rolled around in the wet grass, driving each
other insane with pleasure, until Angela rolled us into a
puddle of mud. Then we broke the 69 and, giggling, mud-
wrestled for a while. Angela, who's a little heavier and a
bit stronger than me, was the winner, but was nevertheless
also covered from head to toe.
Retrieving her shirt, Angela wiped her mouth clean, then
mine, then slid her tongue into my mouth for a very
passionate kiss. We stood there in the rain, frenching each
other wildly, the mud being washed away in the downpour and
before long we were fairly clean. Then Angela laid me down
in the grass, and taking a handful of the mud, began
painting my body with it. I did her next, and eventually we
just said "fuck it" and embraced, french-kissing while
grinding our cunts together, and rolled in the mud some
more.
The rain then began letting up, and it was time to be
getting home. Angela had the naughty idea that we should
walk home like this, completely naked, covered only with
head to toe coating of mud. Excited, I took the dare,
taking my new lover's hand we headed for home. As we looked
each other over, it was obvious that a long, hot shower
would be needed before both of us adjourned to a steamy,
passionate night between the cool white sheets of my double
bed.
END
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the
hands of children. They should be outside playing in the
sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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