Swirling winds, and hot thoughts. Danger and romance were the prevailing thoughts. The winds blew hard across our bodies, and our clothes struggled to stay on.
I kissed her. She didn't want to let go. Our arms wrapped around each other, as the rumbles of thunder rang on. The streaking lightening beckoned us to do more, and we accommodated this humble request.
The rain began to drench our bodies and soon her pink Bears shirt was soaked though and her breasts called up to me for attention. As the dangerous storm loomed upon us, we ignored the safety of her house, and kissed passionately, our tongues swirling in crazy chaiotic fashion.
I could not resist the moment no more, and her shirt came off, and I bowed my head to suckle the sweet treat layed bare by my hands. Her nipples grew harder in my mouth, and the thunder rolled on, but I was not scared, and she succumbed to the moment, opening her body for me to explore and enjoy.
She reached down to grasp my manhood, for now she knew, that all the forces were now in play to excite my very being. I could not contain my excitement anymore, and my pants came off, and she marveled at the sight. No one could mistake the undeniable arousal. It was time, and the sheets of rain drenching down upon us was the signal that now the magical moment had come, and I wanted to take full advantage of the converging worlds of sensual passions.
Our clothes off, and the storm on top of us, we felt no fear, but a willingness to do what is natural. I kissed her softly and spread her legs, and from the steps I entered the highway of pleasure, and relished in the delight. It felt so good. We were hot , but the pelting rains collied with our bodies, but did not diminish our hot passions, and we made love, right there, on the porch. as the storm witnessed our every move, and crackled in our delight.
Sweat mixed down our bodies with the cool rains, and every thrust was met with lightening, and we marveled at the spectacle. Nature and passion had met tonight, and a symbiotic truce was declared. Each was made to fulfill her course, and we took our time, and enjoyed the moments, for never again would a coincidence be witnessed.
Let the lover be made to enjoy the moments he or she is least expected of, and be made to enjoy the moment presented before them. Do not resist the reality, but drown yourself in its presence. It may never happen again !
The End...
