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Date: Mon, 12 Feb 1996 20:45:31 UTC
Subject: Rain (mf, cons)
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> 	Author's Note: Criticism invited and appreciated
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> 
> 	They had spent a wonderful day together picnicking at the local
> park, where spring had revealed itself in the emerald green of the grass
> on which they'd lain, and in the smell of the warm breeze that blew
> tendrils of her hair every which way.  Now whenever they thought of this
> day, they would both remember sitting comfortably and silently, his head
> resting in her lap, and they would remember running and laughing and
> playing like two little children who had just discovered springtime.
> But now it was time to go home...
> 	Sighing, she folded the blanket they'd spread out on the grass,
> and he gathered up their trash and threw it away.  They walked back to
> their car, holding hands.  On the way home it began to rain in big gusts,
> the water sheeting across the windshield with the suddenness common to
> spring storms.  She glanced sideways at him and smiled, her brown eyes
> twinkling mischievously.  He seemed not to notice as she took his right
> hand off the steering wheel and placed it on the sun-warmed flesh of her
> left thigh.  He still seemed oblivious to her actions.  Leave it up to
> him to forget the interesting effect storms always had on her already
> healthy libido!  Leaning over a bit, she placed her mouth near his right
> ear, and growled lightly, hoping this would evoke some kind of a
> response.  Alas, it did not.  "Honey," he said patiently as if speaking
> to an errant child,"I'm trying to drive."
> 	Pouting at her lack of success, she slumped back in her seat,
> crossed her arms over her chest and remained silent for the rest of the
> ride home.  He didn't say anything either.  She glanced at him
> occasionally in the darkness beside her as the rain pounded down upon the
> car and thought about how badly she wanted him then.
> 	They were home, finally.  Silently, she watched as he got out and
> began walking toward the house.  Slowly, she herself got out, making sure
> to take the blanket with her.  She watched as he disappeared inside the
> house.  She opted to stay outside.  She stood outside and let the rain
> wash over the way she used to do when she was little.  She stood and let
> it soak through all her clothing and wet her hair.  She remained unaware
> of him standing silhouetted in the window watching her with a smile on
> his face as her wet clothes began to mold themselves to her body. Finally
> she shrugged her shoulders and turned to go back inside.  She stepped
> into the house and noticed that all the lights were off, but paid no
> attention to it.  Right now she was a little put-out with him so she
> didn't allow herself to wonder where he was.  Yawning tiredly she trudged
> up the stairs to their room and opened the closet and yanked out her
> flannel robe, deciding against changing into clothes.  She started to
> take off the now-drenched t-shirt she was wearing when she felt his arms
> close around her from behind.  "Let me," he said quietly.
> 	Her hands stilled as his brushed lightly over her stomach and
> grasped her shirt.  He began to pull it up slowly.  He paused, and let
> his hands feel her softness through the fabric of her bra.  She held her
> breath as he lifted her arms and pulled the shirt over her head.  He
> turned her around to face him.  Kneeling down in front of her, he helped
> her step out of her wet cut-offs.  She stood before him in nothing but a
> wet bra that did nothing to hide the hard peaks of her nipples, and a
> pair of black panties. Her appearance was enough to arouse in him the
> fierce need it always did.  He wanted her...  His hardened member
> throbbed with excitement.
> 	He led her to the bed, himself clad in nothing, and pushed her
> onto her back.  Then he leaned over her and just looked at her, taking in the
> way wet strands of her hair clung to the swell of her breasts.  Lovingly he
> traced the curve of her lips, and she smiled slightly, liking the
> tenderness of this gesture.  Playfully she nipped at his finger.
> 	Furrowing his eyebrows at her with mock severity, he removed the
> offended finger and kissed her, hard, showing her the extent of his arousal.
> He loved her yes, and he also lusted after her.  Their tongues danced around
> and on and over each other eagerly, and their desire was only sharpened
> by this prolonged foreplay. She could feel his hardness as they ground
> against each other in the midst of their kiss.  Her desire matched
> his-she felt her pussy beginning to get wet and hot.  And for some
> reason, the thought of the little stain her rapidly moistening pussy
> must be leaving on her panties turned her on even more.  She moaned into his
> mouth.  He moaned back, loving the way she sounded.  If possible, his
> cock hardened even more.  It was amazing they still managed to turn each
> other on so much.  In this case at least, familiarity did not breed
> contempt.
> 	The feel of his cock sliding against her clitoris just underneath
> the thin fabric of her panties as they thrust back and forth drove her
> crazy.  God, but he was so hard and so hot.  And she knew her panties
> were going to need a good washing what with the way her juices were
> oozing all over them!
> 	His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, one minute holding her
> head still, another sliding through her hair, and yet another kneading
> her breasts.  Her moans accelerated until she was literally panting for
> him.  "Put your mouth on my nipples,"  she commanded.  He was all too
> happy to oblige.  But he started by placing his mouth on her breast over
> her bra and breathing through the skimpy fabric.  Next he licked her
> aching nipples through her bra.  She moaned again, not satisfied by this
> torture.  "Oh, take it off,"  she begged.
> 	"Why don't you take it off for me, sexy?"  he asked, his voice
> husky with desire.  So she did, sliding the straps slowly down her
> shoulders, revealing inch after inch of beautiful flesh.  He gasped,
> incredibly aroused by her show.  She herself was enjoying drawing it
> out.  With her straps down around her shoulders, she cupped her breasts in her
> hands and squeezed them together, making her already-ample cleavage even more
> delightfully pronounced.
> 	"Is this what you wanted?"  she asked, smiling at the effect she
> was having on him.  Deep down, she was just a little vixen.
> 	"Uh-huh," he replied, unable to get any other words out of his
> now-dry mouth.  She continued to lower the straps until just the
> slightest bit of the dark areola surrounding her nipples was exposed.  He
> sighed, watching helplessly as she removed the bra altogether and left
> her very pleasing breasts open to his hungry gaze.  Unable to control
> himself, he pounced on her, greedily licking all along her breasts,
> squeezing them together in his hands before finally taking each nipple,
> one-by-one into his mouth.  He sucked her nipples, and determined to make
> her want him even more, he gently bit down on each, causing her to moan
> loudly with pleasure.  Her moans were music to his ears.  They sounded
> obscenely good.  When he finally came up for air, his lover's breasts
> were glistening and wet with his saliva.  He watched her chest rise
> and fall, causing her breasts to sway, with every swift indrawn
> breath.
> 	Deciding it was time for some more aggression on her part, she
> grinned wickedly to herself, and with what sounded suspiciously like a
> warm purr, she pushed him off her, and turned him on his back.  He
> wondered happily to himself what she would do next.  He did not need
> to wonder for very long.  Sitting up on their bed, she swiftly slid
> off her panties and tossed them to him.  He deftly caught them and
> brought them to his face, inhaling the scent of her wetness imprinted
> on them.  He groaned, she smelled so damned good.  Without warning,
> she straddled his face and lowered her pussy until it was just within
> his eager tongue's reach.  "Lick me, lover,"  she ordered sexily, causing
> his cock to twitch.
> 	"Oh, yes,"  he managed to get out,"give me your pussy, baby.  Let
> me lick you and taste your juices."  And then he began to lick and suck
> her, his tongue occasionally darting in and out of her steaming pussy.
> She was very definitely wet.  "Mmmm, baby, you taste so good,"  he
> moaned, his words slightly garbled by the pressure of her insistent pussy
> pushing against his face as he sped up his licking.  He loved to go down
> on her-there was nothing in the world quite like it.   He hungrily swiped
> her pussy with his agile tongue and lapped her juices cleanly into his
> waiting mouth.  There was nothing in the world like the taste and feel of
> his lover's pussy.  She rode his face, moaning crazily.
> 	Finally, the throbbing in his poor, hard, cock became unbearable,
> and he said,"Fuck me, baby, please fuck me,"  and he pulled her down a
> bit until she was seated just below his cock.  She could feel the
> heat emanating from him.  She rose up and then slowly lowered her soaked
> pussy onto his waiting cock and began to ride him, slowly at first, and
> then faster.  She looked so beautiful and sensual on top of him, her eyes
> closed, her head thrown back slightly and her breasts bouncing with each
> of her thrusts.  And the sounds escaping from between her lips were too
> good to be true.  "Yeah, that's good, baby, just like that,"  he
> exclaimed breathlessly,"  ride me hard.  Let me feel your pussy clamped
> down around my cock..."
> 	She heeded his well-meaning instructions and rode him fast and
> hard, feeling the inevitable pressure and pleasure building from
> somewhere deep within her.  "Do you want me?  Tell me how much you want
> me.  Tell me how good you feel having your cock inside my wet pussy,"
> she moaned.
> 	"Oh yes, honey, I want you.  I want you so badly.  I can't
> believe how good it feels to have my cock inside your pussy.  Can you
> feel me throbbing inside you?" he replied.
> 	"Uh-huh, I feel you,"  she answered.
> 	She continued to ride him, spurred on by his fevered exclamations of
> "Fuck me, oh baby, fuck me, please.  That's it, ride me, honey.  Let me feel
> your pussy."
> 	And finally her back arched and she cried out as she orgasmed to the
> accompaniment of his voice telling her to "Come on, baby, come for me.
> Let me feel your pussy tighten around my cock as you come for me.  Come
> on, that's it..."
> 	He cried out as well, when he reached his own climax and poured
> himself into her as he felt her walls clench and spasm around him.  He
> shuddered.
> 	She collapsed onto him, as drained as he was.  Their warm bodies
> were slick with the sweat and moisture of their lovemaking, and they
> clung to each other, utterly spent.  "Whew,"  they exclaimed in unison.
> 	They laughed, and he held her to him as he pushed her hair out of
> her eyes and kissed her lightly on her mouth.  "I love you,"  he said
> quietly, meaning it.
> 	"And I love YOU,"  she replied, smiling softly.  Having said
> that, she rolled off him and settled next to him, laying her head
> contentedly on his chest.  He stroked his hand down her hair and back,
> and felt her slowly relax into sleep.  And just as he began to follow
> swiftly after her, he realized he could no longer the pitter patter of
> rain on their roof.  He chuckled quietly to himself, and then drifted
> off, joining his lover in the realm of dreams.

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