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   "Singing in the Rain"	
MF CONS ROM ORAL

   Written by Daveisdaddy

   Miranda and I had been out walking in the woods near our cabin.  The
weather was beautiful, but warm in the noonday sun.  We had walked quietly
talking about pleasant things and how we were glad to be away on vacation
together.  I always enjoy talking with her, as she has such a sharp wit and
a very soothing voice.  I find it very relaxing to just walk and talk with
her.

   She is a lovely young woman.  Small, 5"1", but very proportionate for
her height at 34C-24-35, and she only weighs 108 pounds.  Her eyes always
sparkle with cheerful joy and a little mischief.  And I love to run my
fingers through her silky, long dark brown hair.  Her pert butt, has a
delightful sway as she walks.  She's almost a foot shorter than me, but
she's much taller in her outlook on life.  She is always cheerful.  I was
feeling pretty good having her by my side.

   All day there had been clouds drifting across the sky and we laughed as
we tried to imagine they were sculptures and guess what objects they looked
like.  It as a fun, enchanting game and we lost track of time, just
enjoying being with each other.  Then suddenly the clouds grew darker and
we decided to return to the cabin in case it rained.  We didn't get very
far before the clouds opened up with a huge downpour, drenching us both as
we ran back to the cabin.

   We finally got under the roof of the porch and just stood there soaking
wet, enjoying the fresh scent of newly fallen rain.  The muggy, musty smell
of earlier in the day was replaced with a delightful freshness.  I stood
behind Miranda, hugging her and smelling her clean, wet hair.  Neither of
us said anything, but Miranda pushed back close to me and smiled at me in
the way that always turns me on.  Even wet, we were warm just cuddling with
each other.  We watched the rain until it began to slacken, and then I
kissed her lovely neck and said, "Sweetheart, I think we ought to get out
of these wet clothes."

   Miranda turned, still snuggled closely in my strong arms, smiled up at
me and just nodded.  She reached up and began unbuttoning her wet blouse,
and I started to do the same with my shirt.  She shook her head negatively
and indicated that's what she wanted to do.  I watched as she began to
reveal her pretty body to me.  Her breasts stood up firm when they were
released from her bra, tipped with the most beautiful areolas and small
button nipples.  Her flat stomach was revealed as she unbuttoned and
dropped her skirt to the floor.  Then she slowly, sensuously pulled her
panties down to reveal her carefully trimmed brown bush at the juncture of
her pretty legs.  She shook her long hair and smiled up at me as she
reached back to squeeze the water out of the dark tresses.  This pushed her
chest out and accentuated her lovely breasts.  Revealed in all her natural
beauty, she was a wonder to look at.

   I was hard already, just looking at this vision of beauty.  She quickly
unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it on the porch floor, then she slowly
unzipped my fly, her soft hands caressing my manhood through the fabric of
my pants that soon joined my shirt on the floor, along with my shoes and
socks.  All that was left was my briefs, and she slowly slid them down
until my hardness was released and my large balls were finally free of the
wet fabric.  By this time Miranda was kneeling before me and my cock stood
out firm and hard pointing right at her face.  She grasped it in one hand
and gave the end a little kiss while she caressed my tight butt with her
other hand.  Then she stood, enveloped in my long arms as she tilted her
head up and kissed me as we hugged each other.  Our tongues danced with
each other as I pulled her closely to me grasping both of her sweet butt
cheeks.  Her soft body settled tightly against my hairy chest and my cock
pressed up against her small stomach.  I whispered in her ear, "You not
only smell good, honey, but you feel so nice!"

   Miranda smiled up at me, eyes sparkling with fire, and said, "Your body
isn't so bad either, you know".  I kissed her lovely white throat and her
lips and then she responded in kind, continuing on down my chest, even
licking my male nipples playfully.  Her tongue traced my hard stomach
muscles down to my crotch where she cupped my heavy balls in her hands and
kissed each one lovingly.  I watched entranced as she kissed my cock and
balls for what seemed an eternity.  Then her pretty lips opened to take my
manhood into her lovely mouth, all the time looking up into my eyes with a
smile.  I watched as my gnarled flesh disappeared into her mouth, slick and
wet with her saliva.  My balls ached as she lovingly, gently fondled them.
She began to slowly suck me like she knows I enjoy, taking me in as deep as
her small mouth permits.  She gave it a little extra try this time and
almost swallowed me down to my pubic hairs, my balls resting on her chin.

   I almost exploded right then and there, but I wanted to fuck this beauty
right now, outside on our porch in the lightly falling rain.  The sound of
it falling on the tin roof was mesmerizing as I turned her around, bending
her over so she could grasp the porch railing.  She gasped as my now thick
her 7" cock began to split open her pussy lips.

   "Oh, God!  You feel so wonderful!" I gasped as my cock slid deep into
her wet vagina.  It was so wet and warm, enveloping my cock tightly,
already twitching and squeezing as she began milking me.  I leaned forward
and cupping her breasts, I pulled her sweet butt up against me as I plunged
deeper inside her.  My balls slapped up against her, becoming tight as I
drew nearer my climax.  Miranda was gasping and her vagina was squeezing me
tightly as she began having her own climax.  Finally, after plunging deeper
and faster into her sweet pussy, I exploded.  I could feel the cum rush up
from deep inside me, my balls contracting as I spurted thick man milk deep
inside of her, filling her so full it dripped out of her pussy lips and ran
down my balls and legs mixed with her own prolific juices.  I moaned in
pleasure, enjoying the almost painful release of my pent-up cum.

   We stood there, joined together, for a moment in silence as the rain
continued to patter and sing on the roof quietly.  I pulled her back up to
me, holding her tightly in a hug, and I remained inside her even then,
until I began to get soft.  My cock slowly slid out of her and my cum
dribbled down both our legs.  I nibbled on her pretty ear and kissed her
sweet neck.  "I love you sweetheart," I said.  "You make me feel so
complete..."

   We moved back out into the rain to let it wash us off, and then we sat
in the porch swing, Miranda curled up into my arms as I held her warmly. 
She tilted her head up and kissed me softly, lovingly, and my rough hands
absently caressed her soft breasts as I held her.  I was at peace with the
world and everything was just fine.  There was still some fire below, I
realized as my hand slid down her small belly and my fingers began to play
with the soft flesh of her nether lips.  Spreading them, I began to gently
play with her clit, occasionally inserting my finger deep inside her to
feel the velvety inside of her vagina.  I could wait no longer as I knelt
before her and began licking between those lips to get her freely flowing
juices.  She tasted so good!  I could taste the residual flavor of my own
cum, but it was just like a spicing to her sweet nectar.  Her hips began
thrusting up at me as I ate her in earnest, and she finally cried out &
began thrashing in a wild climax.

   Miranda pulled my head up to kiss me deeply and hug me tightly, crushing
her soft breasts against my hairy chest.  I love the taste of a woman, and
Miranda tasted better than most.  To me, she was like a ripe, sweet melon,
just waiting to be picked.

   "My turn," she said softly.  And then she made me stand as she knelt in
front of me.  She licked my cock, tasting our mixed juices, and sucked on
each of my balls gently as I ran my fingers through her beautiful hair. 
She looked up at me as I watched her.  In my mind, there is nothing more
erotic than watching a woman suck my cock.  Just as she knew I liked best,
she used her tongue to caress my meat as she swallowed me into her mouth.
Her tongue played against the sensitive underside of my cock as she sucked
me into her mouth, and swirled around the head, slipping under my pulled
back foreskin, where she could still taste our mixed juices as she pulled
back before plunging down the shaft again.  Much as I loved to watch this
and wanted the feeling to last forever, my balls betrayed me and I began
spurting man-milk into her mouth.  Instead of stopping or pulling me out of
her, she kept me deep inside my mouth and milked every drop out of me,
swallowing my cum like a sweet nectar.  My cock jerked with each spurt and
I moaned loudly as she milked me dry.  She kept sucking gently on me until
I became too sensitive and then she just held me softly in her mouth as I
softened.  Miranda licked me clean and then we went inside to the bed,
where she curled her pretty body up against me and secure in my arms she
kissed me lightly.  "I love you, too, Dave," she murmured.

   She fell asleep in my arms and we slept soundly that night, while late
into the evening the rain occasionally fell, with a "pitter-patter" on the
roof..................................

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