Storm

walk down the street, my feet are like lead, have almost the feeling that drag rather than lift them every step The heat is unbearable, accustomed to cold in this heat, it leaves me completely flattened forward arrives the night and the thermometer even drops a few degrees,

At times I regret having gone for a walk with the sun justice, the bottom of the endless straight why I transit menacing black clouds are seen, otherwise I would have gone around avoiding immerse myself in a storm that produced me soaked to the bone because this long street not Nothing under what shelter.

As I advance begins to get to me the unmistakable aroma of damp earth, followed this with a refreshing though almost imperceptible breeze that creeps ever faster those clouds my meeting,

They did not spend five minutes when the first drops showed up, feel them on my skin is a unique sensation, gradually the storm intensifies and those first drops give way to a torrential downpour that shut up in my bones,

My shirt sticks to my chest like a second skin is involved, my white pants look rather transparent revealing who wants to see that no garment lower them ,,

Just see where I walk, it’s so much water runs down my face I can hardly open my eyes, but far from turn back continuous internándome in the heart of the storm itself,.

All the way I have not seen anyone around here, no one is so crazy to go out with these temperatures and heavy rain now even less,

That’s why I see no stranger to the side of the road on grass little they have left as a garden between the sidewalk and the road, these lying motionless, to see first thing that comes to my mind it is that something happened to you, but the closer I look at your funny expression alien to everything around you, enjoying as a child of the water that soaks your body, the color of your dress is hard to find, could be a light gray tone, but who knows this as wet as my clothes and I acquired a darker shade ,,

Standing a few meters mirandote two think maybe you’re worse than me, because one thing is to get into the lion’s den as I did and quite another is to lie down in the midst of this sad garden and stay there unmoved by the downpour,

Your now still haora body back to life so suddenly that I guess you saw me watching you, but your face is not turned to me are just your arms the rising and spreading into the gray sky as if they wanted to catch raindrops. covalently descend again your hands and begin a slow journey through very gently caressing your face, and then slide down your neck starting a descent into your breasts are left guessing turgid given the same prominence despite being lying, your hands caress on the soaked dress fabric undergirding this even more to your skin, from my position I can spy to bump your erect nipples, perhaps by water perhaps excitement,

Leave your breasts back and keep going down your belly, continuing on your hips down your thighs, just until it ends dress fabric, rain intenifica aon a thunderous noise and lightning illuminates the scene, your hands go up again dragging dress fabric,

Slowly inched is revealed the smooth skin of your thighs, your hips, which can be seen the side elastic in your underwear.

Now if I have no doubt these raving lunatic, or that are a mirage, perhaps the heat left me as a gift and I’m delirious sunstroke,

You keep raising your dress, take off the buttocks off the floor to pass under elllas the garment, your belly is now at the mercy of my stunned look, then your breasts,

Acerte in judgment on them, you have breasts that defy all laws of gravity, for free bra and despite the position pointing to the sky, to get them back into your hands out of your throat a soft moan, partly silenced the roar of the storm,

See also acariandote, giving you pleasure causes my sex notoriously raise my pants, dirijiendo my view towards could swear that guess until the swollen veins of desire running through it all.

Let alone one of your hands on your chest and the other goes directly to your pleasure center, lost in the fabric of your panties soaked by rain and insurance moisture of your gender,

You feel through your own pleasure, when fingers are missing from your hand swollen lips sex archaea your back as if it were an electric shock,

No whether voluntarily or not but my hand seeks to calm the erection you’ve caused, first I walk the length of my sex on the pants, weighing hardness after sliding rack and let out of prison all my sex is like knowing who are the cause of their status pointing to your address,

Then I caught my hand and began a slow pace up and down masturbating looking at a perfect stranger,

Coupling the movements of my sex to yours, your moans are becoming clearer and I can not prevent from the depths of my throat outbreak a hoarse sigh this time calling your attention,

Our eyes meet and I fear the worst, if we’re on the same terms both, but surely you will start to scream but soon you would be worth in this desolate place or call me anything but handsome ,,

But again I’m wrong, you look down from my eyes to my sex in a split second and restart the rhythm of your touch,

Without saving my sex that never showed signs of weakness and continues to point to you I advance slowly,

I want to see that treasure that you hide between your legs, see your hand that caresses,

I come to you and sit by your side, our eyes are only our respective sexes guessed it fair that you show your treasure also let you have a moment at hand and you get hardly your pants soaked wrapping this to down your thighs, with a jolt last foot is thrown out to the side and now if it is to me the perfect vision of your exposed sex,

I appreciate every detail, actually swollen lips are waiting for those recently interrupted caresses your big clit calls out the contact of your fingers,

When you restart your touch I dare pose a hand on your stomach, your chest and slid to tickle your nipples with my fingertips,

This encourages me to caress venture to explore your body forgetting my sex for a moment, although this to complain with mild shakes own moment of excitement,

Poso my hand on yours and accompanied in uaves movements on your gender, your clitoris these tormenting undoubtedly looking for the brutal orgasm is growing in your body,

Two of my fingers open your pussy wet and penetrate as deep as I can, contractions stop them clearly that you like that caress,

I turn looking into your eyes and your lovely mouth out the magic words, I metemelo while your gaze is diverted to my sex,

I sit and I was between your legs wide open, from this position I see through your open sex depth of thy bowels, until I get a breath of hot air where the smell of rain mixed with the scent emanating of your being,

Raise your legs to support your knees to your chest leaving you even more exposed if possible, leaving your calves resting on my shoulders, smearing my knees on the floor took my feverish sex with his hand and pulling me further you slide the tip lips your waterlogged sex, alternating lips, my sex marcándote coming off the first drops fruit of growing excitement,

Reach your clitoris and you masturbate so briefly, enough for a new metemelo out of your throat.

Slowly I place myself so that I can feel the walls of tumojado sex open slowly penetrating until our pubic bind being a moment like this, feeling like your gender embraces mine, feeling her pounding his heat, lubricates rain even more if possible our union as your fingers seem to point to start your erect nipples of your body so that you catch,

The noise of the rain with our own groans mingle in a while, the end is near and we seek oth vehemently, your hips will rise sharply again and again to me while mine do the same in reverse seeking to penetrate you Finally,

A string of contractions give way to all kinds of groans coming out of you while the pressure that your sex does on mine makes me go inside you, enjoying both so worked pleasure,

Slowly I leave you, I sit and do you take your hands to get off the ground, your dress falls heavily covering the skin that just gave me the most dreamed of pleasure,

I keep my sex even in the semi erect and close the zipper pants, now you have to know you can not go and disappear.

I catch you in my arms and kiss your lips, gently stroking my face and my hug me desprendiéndote say close your eyes,

In doing so I feel like kiss me again, slowly noticing that your lips are not mine I open them again, you’re not,

I look back and forth and you’re not, you have evaporated with the storm, it seems that in the end it was a result of heat stroke,

It has stopped raining, permanezo catatonic trying to find out what happened ,,

But I find no answer, people do not evaporate or disappear as well, as I prepare to leave the pasture where he has finished become the spotted garden a small black ball, collecting it warn you that are your panties, which were set aside when you took ,, the approach my nose and perceive your scent on them,

Now if you do not understand anything, yet thanks daughter of the storm,

Any resemblance to reality is the fruit of your fevered imagination,