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Cotton
Candy on a Rainy Day
by J. Harris
We had
cancelled our dinner plans because of the thunderstorm.
You never like to do anything when it rains, but tonight
is going be different. You are standing in front of
the sliding glass door, watching the rain come down.
I had purposely left it open because the sound of the
rain calms me.
It also
makes me horny.
You are
wearing some simple, black boxers with little red dots.
They are the only thing keeping you from being completely
naked. You yawn and stretch, and that is when I
notice how toned your back muscles have gotten.
You look
so sexy. I want to play.
I take
off all my clothes and walk up behind you. I embed my
nipples within the creases of your back.
I kiss your lower neck. My lips are cold.
You are
momentarily startled. I am moving my hands around
your waist searching for your nipples. Your head
lowers. I can tell that you are watching as I pinch them
seductively.
I am
holding them tightly between my thumb and forefinger. I
am also sucking and kissing you on your back and
shoulders. Only seconds pass before I allow my tongue to
follow the natural curve of your backside--down your
spine ending with your asshole. Your whole
body stiffens around me. Tense.
The veins
in your dick feel good to me as I play with your corona
and then continue to travel south. My hands
grope your balls. You start to relax now.
That's good, baby. Now, I am using my
hands to caress your ass cheeks. I gently kiss your
cheeks. I like how you shiver on my tongue. It's
kinda like you want it, but you don't.
I give it
to you. I am applying pressure around the 10:00
position. That should be
your lower hot spot. I must have pushed a little
too hard because now you are losing your balance.
You take a step forward. This puts us outside on the
balcony. The rain is coming down hard on our naked
bodies. We look like an ad for one of those cheesy
health spas, all wet, toned, and sexy.
You pick
me up. Kiss me. Your kisses are like iced tea
in August, refreshing! Your kiss is aggressive.
Hard! Your dick is throbbing against my stomach.
Your hands are caressing my nipples. The warm rain
is trickling down my face and between my breasts.
The water is making our bodies slippery.
You turn
around, pinning me against the cold cement wall.
You are still kissing me. I can taste the
butterscotch candy inside your mouth. You pass it
to me, I pass it back, and our tongues continue to dance.
Over
your shoulder, I can see cars passing on the street below
us. The thought of them watching us is exciting me.
You are kissing my face and neck. My back is still
slammed against the cold wall. You are being
aggressive, rough. I like it. The cold cement
is sending chilly pulses through my body
causing my nipples to stand at attention like a soldier
in front of his General.
You
abruptly stop kissing me and take a step back. You
watch how the rain falls into my hair, runs down my face,
and then cascades over my perky breasts. Spiraling
throughout my hips and thighs, the beads of water look
like little pearls on smooth my brown skin.
You
kneel before me and spread my legs sinking your tongue
into my soft, pink pussy. You force that piece of
butterscotch candy deep inside me. Your tongue is
exploring my sticky tunnel like a panther hunting its
prey with slow, calculating movements. Your mission
is to find it before the warmth of my willing pussy
devours it. You are sucking and licking each part
of my pussy. Your tongue is a machine working me…my
clit. You follow the sweet butterscotch trail down to my
asshole and then back up to my warm origin of life.
I can
barely stand. It feels so good. You finally
find the candy, but not until I have had two wet orgasms.
The way my body reacts to you has your dick harder than
US steel. Your strong hands grab my hips and lift
me up slightly, positioning to penetrate. You enter
me with the patience of a man breaking a virgin, slow and
steady. It’s driving me crazy. I
relent and wrap my legs around you like you are a
thoroughbred and I am the jockey. We become one.
You are
fucking me as aggressively as the rain is falling. With
each clap of thunder and every bolt of lightening, comes
a deep, heavy thrust of your hips. You and Mother
Nature are doing a job on me. All of my senses are
heightened as the raindrops continue to provide me with
total body stimulation.
Your
hands, pressed into my ass, guide me directly into the
path of your dick. Your fingers are
teasing my asshole. I love that shit. I
relax, take a deep breath and then release the air from
my lungs as you guide two fingers into my ass. At
the same time, your dick hits the bottom of my pussy.
With each thrust, you dig deeper and deeper.
It hurts
in a good way, so I scream for more. You give me
what I want…the dick, every inch of it. My body
shakes, becomes tense, and then relaxes again. I
slide down your body onto the cool, ceramic tile. I
reach for your dick and put it in my mouth. Your thick
veins feel great against my jaws. I run my tongue
across you corona, the G-Spot for men along the base of
your dick.
You
watch me suck your dick. You like how I take it all
into my mouth making it disappear as I go down until my
lips touch your balls. I am moving my head back and
forth; my lips roaming up and down your hard ass dick.
I am ready to taste your hot, milky cum. You are
grabbing my head. You are holding on to my wet hair
guiding me back and forth. I relax my muscles, so
that I can receive your dick without gagging. You
are giving it all to me. I can feel it throbbing.
You are
holding your head back, eyes closed. I can feel
your muscles tensing. You are moaning now, speaking
that foreign language only known to men. Gazing into
my eyes, your movements cease. You send a hot burst
of cum down my throat, and I swallow every single drop of
it. You fall to your knees and relax your head on my
lap. I kiss your forehead. Unable to move, the rain
swaddles us as we watch the traffic go by on the street
below.
© J. Harris
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