Forecast

It is always rainy here, something I enjoy sometimes but also bothers me sometimes. Its like in sex, I can never seem to be pleased with the weather. I know it sounds dull or weird, but I am really interested in weather. It’s one of the things I like the most and would like to study. At 25 years old, I have time.

I’m simply wearing my panties and a black crop top, looking at my legs over the chair as I relax. I really like my legs, or any woman’s legs, I think it is their sexiest attribute. I run my fingers through my legs slowly, eventually finding my pussy and touching it slowly.

I take my hands under my panties, which have gotten wet already, and begin to finger myself at a slow pace, going up in speed as I continue to finger. I keep getting wetter and wetter, then suddenly, I am broken from concentration as someone rings the bell to my door. I feel furious right in the moment, only thinking who is coming to visit me during a rainy day. I get up and go to the door with heavy steps.

I open the door in my rage and it is my ex boyfriend, whom I had not seen in over two months. He is holding a box of chocolates and a umbrella, looking at me with tender eyes. His stare takes away the feeling of anger and I let him in, trying to hide the wet patch on my panties so he wouldn’t notice what I was up to.

We walk into the kitchen and I serve him some juice, then he hands me the chocolate box and starts talking about how he misses me. I try to play hard but honestly, I have been missing him too. I never expected him to show up during such a weird weather day, but I guess it was meant to be, because that day we got back together, like a miracle fell from the sky.

We went into my living room, my wet spot on my pussy had dried up by now so I was clear to go. We sat down on the couch to eat the chocolate while talking, and things started to heat up suddenly. He began to feed me the chocolate then we began to kiss, and then I was feeding him the chocolate to his mouth. It has been a while since I last had sex because we broke up, and I am not a fan of meaningless one night stands, so I had to please myself. However, by now, maybe it was the chocolate or something but I was feeling too horny for my own good.

I just climbed on top of him as he continued to kiss me, and I had a sudden rush of a weird, nostalgic feeling come all over my body, it was what I felt back when we were together and we used to do these things together. It was electric and magical, something I had not felt in a while. We continued to kiss and sped up as the heat started to rise, our bodies being slightly sweaty now.

He took his hands under my shirts to squeeze my braless boobs, then removed my shirt completely and I removed his shirt. We continued to make out on the couch while touching each other’s bodies, ready for what was to come. In that moment, it started to rain even harder and the thundering kinda turned me on. He threw me to the side on the couch then slowly took off my panties. “You were playing with yourself, weren’t you?” He asked, knowing how I was or probably smelling my pussy. “Indeed”. I said, giggling afterwards.

He began to lick my pussy seductively slow, then stood up and slowly began to take off his pants in front of me then gently stroke his dick once it was out of his pants. I liked the sight of it, it turned me on as I continued to listen to the rain hitting the house’s ceiling and the thundering blasting through the dark skies. He then plunged his cock into me in a swift motion and began to slowly fuck me, very sensually, as his muscles had small sweat drops rolling down them. It was hot.

I got wet in a blink, and it was then easier for him to penetrate me. I think he liked the feel of it. My pussy embraced his cock like it was getting home, and he made me gush suddenly when he sped up and began to fuck me harder. He continued on to do it and I gave up over his cock and his hot body. He pulled out and turned me over the couch, then slowly slid his cock into my asshole.

He began to fuck me slowly, allowing my ass to expand with his dick, then he sped up little by little and it began to feel better and better. Then he began to swiftly fuck me in a faster motion, keeping my head pinned down to the couch and my ass up where he could fuck it good.

He continued to fuck me and I could barely feel any sort of pain, it was all pleasure now. Unknown to me, he came in my butthole and pulled out, then I could feel all the warm cum oozing out if my ass, it was a sticky and big load. I slowly moved my fingers to my asshole and picked up the oozing cum, then put it in my mouth and swallowed it. My ex picks me up forcefully from the head and begins to kiss me. He french kisses me with a passion not shown until now.

“I want to be with you again” he said, taking a brief pause from the kissing and staring into my eyes tenderly. “You’ve won me back already” I said, almost mockingly in a good way. We continue to make out then we lay down on the couch. As the rain continued to pour down from the dark skies, accompanied by the strong thundering, we just talked and talked wasting away the afternoon catching up on each other’s lives. Apparently he had 3 other girlfriends before he decided I was the one he wanted to be with. I leaned over him and paused his talking, kissing him tenderly.

Of course, our kissing took the heat up again and we were ready for round two. Still naked, I hopped onto his hard cock and began to ride it while he squeezed my boobs, sitting on the couch. His dick made my pussy all wet, warm and red as I jumped with force over it, the sound of his pelvis hitting my pussy almost muffled by the strong thundering outside. People think that kissing under the rain is romantic, but I find a thunderstorm reconciliation sex to be way better. That’s just me, however.