Rain

Alex and Sara laugh as they run under the overhang of the old outbuilding they found to escape the rain. The skies had been blue and clear when the couple left for their picnic so they hadn’t planned on the torrential water coming down on their carefully laid out lunch. Soaked to the skin, Sara’s hair is jet black, wet, messed up and plastered against her face. Alex reaches out and tenderly brushes the hair off her cheeks and out of her eyes. He stares at her, his eyes smiling. How she loves those eyes. Beads of water are on his nose and cheeks. He looks like a drowned rat, but a hot rat. Sara’s breath is quick from the run and steam rises from her chest. A chest that is clearly visible under the thin fabric of her shirt. Sara shivers and Alex steps in closer. 

“I guess I should have grabbed the blanket,” he says as he rubs her shoulders.

Sara laughs. “Nah, it was soaked too.” 

“You’re going to freeze!”

Sara reaches out, grabs his bicep and pulls him in closer. “Maybe not,” she whispers. 

She can feel his heat against her. Her hand rubs his arm tracing his tattoos. She loves the feel of the hard muscle. There is complete silence except for the sound of their breathing and the pounding of the rain on the tin roof. Sara looks up, their eyes meet and suddenly Alex pulls her in, kissing her with urgency like he’s channelling the power of the storm.

He can taste the rain on her lips, her cheeks and her neck. He hears her breath quicken.  Without warning, Alex pulls at her nipple with his thumb and finger. She gasps. The contrast of her cold body and his warm hand heightens the sensation. Sara kisses him back harder now, trying to pull him in as close as she can. Alex can feel her body responding to his touch. The small mewing noises she’s making lets him know she’s ready for whatever at this point. 

He keeps playing with her nipple. Her hands start to wander all over his body, under his shirt, grabbing his ass and pulling his hips to hers. She can feel his hard cock pressed against her. She wants it now, badly. The rain thunders down urging them on but they barley notice as their hands are all over each other. Her hand finds his cock and rubs it hard through the fabric of his jeans. Alex pulls her shirt off and leans down and kisses her breasts, pulling her nipple into his mouth. She rubs him harder, his tongue flickers across each nipple. She reaches for the zipper on his jeans. They both look around, searching for a place to keep going.

“I guess that blanket could have come in handy,” she mummers. 

“No need. I have an idea.”

Alex ushers them over to an old tree that had fallen over into the building. They half trip and fall as they are trying to remove their clothes at the same time. Alex lays his jeans down on the hard bark and sits down. 

“Come sit on my throne, my queen.”

Sara rolls her eyes but he doesn’t have to ask her twice. He spreads his legs wide open and she turns around and eases herself down slowly onto his hard cock. It is tight at first, she can feel him fill her up. 

“God you’re wet,” he moans.

She slides all the way to the bottom then uses her legs and hands on his thighs to ease back up to the top. Alex places a hand on each side of her waist to help. They start slow at first, Sara riding him reverse cowgirl as he is seated on the tree. But as the thunder and lightning swirl around them, they get wilder. Soon Sara is hammering up and down on him. Between the feel of her driving down onto his cock and the sight of her tits bouncing free in the night air, Alex tries to hold it together. He takes one hand and reaches around to rub her clitoris looking for the sweet spot to push her over. The storm drowns out the sound of their moans. He can feel her get close now. The muscles in her pussy start to clench him tighter. 

“Oh God, Oh God,” she cries. He thinks. He can barely hear her. And then she cums. Her body bucks forward and back. He has to use both hands to keep her from bucking off his lap. He loves watching her cum, he can’t hold out any longer. He wraps both arms tight around her, trapping her against him and he cums hard, ramming himself as far as he can into her.  His groans letting all his energy out into her. As if on cue, the energy starts to drain out of the storm and quiet surrounds them. Sara leans back and they kiss, a kiss between lovers.

Alex smiles, “I guess we should go find that blanket.”