Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 We both jump off the bus, landing in the puddle of water at the bus stop. A
classic tropical thunderstorm had been raging for the last half hour and
there were pools of dirty water everywhere.  Dirty splashed on to my legs
and my once-white, now this dirty brown colour shoes.  I make a face and
look at you.

   "We are going to have to make a run for it.  No umbrella and no sign of
this rain letting up.  Even if we stay here at the bus stop, we're going to
be soaked to the bone!" I exclaim.

   I take off my heels, you grab my hand and we run all the way from the
bus stop, home, laughing in the rain.

   Usually a less than 5 mins walk, a run in this torrential downpour and
howling winds meant we were both soaked through and through.  Laughing we
slid into the lift, slamming into the sides to break our run.  And
suddenly, your lips were on mine, licking the rain water off, and your
tongue sneaking into my mouth.  Your hands pushing the wet hair away from
my face.  I am suddenly aware that in the rain, my white blouse must have
become completely translucent, and my sheer lace black bra would have been
very visible.  My nipples are cold, hard erect.  I can feel them poking
into your chest like little metallic buttons.  I can only imagine that you
can feel them too.

   Your hands slip down to cup my breasts, at the same time your mouth
moves to plant soft kisses along my jaw line, down to my neck.  I close my
eyes and deep deeply.  My naked toes clench on the lift floor.  My mind is
in such a euphoric haze, can't seem to think or feel anything except your
hands on my breasts and your breath along my neck.

   I don't know when we enter the house but all I remember is that you are
leading me straight to the bathroom.  A trail of belongings lines our path
- shoes, mine, yours...  my handbag, the keys, your shirt, belt, pants...
my white blouse, black bra, somehow my wet jeans are peeled off too...

   In the bathroom, you push me up against the wall and turn on the water.
It's hot!  Such a welcome relief from the cold rain.  The bathroom quickly
fogs up, but it's not just the heat of the water that is making it feel
like a sauna in here.  Your lips are on mine, again, your tongue dancing
with mine.  My taut nipples digging into your chest.  Your hands slithering
up my naked torso.  I run my hands down your back, slide them over your
arse and pull you closer into me.  The warm water cascades down our bodies,
make them slippery.

   God!  How long do we just stand there?  Kissing?  Touching each other's'
slippery body as warm water runs over?  Running your hands over the arc of
my spine, cupping my breasts, squeezing my ass.  My hands are wrapped
around your shoulders, cupping your face.  Your warm kisses feel like fire
scorching my lips.

   Slowly, you start to trace the water rivulets that run down my chin,
neck, all the way to my breasts, taking my nipples in your mouth.  I lean
back, savouring the feel of my nipples in your mouth, your tongue flicking
away at those hard nubs.  Your hands snake down my torso, parting my legs,
to run your fingers along my already swollen clit.  And in that hazy
ecstasy moment, all I can think is what your tongue would feel like on my
nether lips rather than your fingers.

   We stand there under the shower, water bouncing off our skin, your
tongue rolling my nipples in your mouth, left, and then right and back to
the left, intermittently using your teeth to bite, make them harder.  I
lift a leg to wrap it around your waist, trying to allow you to get more
access to my crotch.  Your fingers work a slow frenzy against my clit.

   "Fuck!  Inside already," I manage to moan out.

   Your fingers slowly slide inside to feel my hot, wet pussy.  You can
feel the difference in juices and the water running down from the shower.
Your fingers slowly start to work their magic, turning circles all around,
feeling the walls of my pussy.  Starting with one finger, I can feel it
turning inside me, slowly stoking my insides, flaming me, my skin even
more. The water starts to feel as if it's hitting hot lava and hissing off
in evaporation from my skin.  I can feel my heart beat faster and faster
against your chest.  Another finger slowly slides inside.

   Moaning, I lean in to lick your earlobe, bite it teasingly, before
dragging your lips back to mine.

   Kissing you as deep as your fingers are in me.  Stopping just to murmur,
"Don't stop!" against your lips.  My tongue is stroking your tongue,
matching the rhythm of your fingers inside me.  As your fingers move like
an alternating current inside my very wet, hot and pulsating pussy, my
tongue is far inside your mouth, locked in a paso doble with yours.

   Your middle finger and forefingers are inside me, slowly stroking that
elusive G spot, while your thumb circles my clit.  I grab your wrist and
pull you into me, trying to push you deeper in me.  At the same time,
grabbing onto your arms trying to pull you into an even deeper kiss. 
Breaking our kiss to take a breath, I mean and exhale as your fingers and
thumb ....  God, fucks knows what they are doing.  All I can think is that
they feel damn good and I just want this moment to freeze and never end. 
My head is pounding in a near-orgasm induced haze.

   I am soo close, I can feel my legs starting to tremble and shake, I know
my orgasm is soo close.  A few more strokes is all it takes to put me over
the edge.  My orgasm comes in waves, my pussy clenches and unclenches
around your fingers.  My juices run down your hands, down my inner thigs.

   "Definitely worth repeating again!" I exclaim as my mind starts to
become less foggy.  "Though, next time, it's your turn!" I state with a
wink.