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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Fucking the Rain (FF, mast, exh) by Terri Madison (terri_madison@hotmail.com) *** The rain is a particular turn-on for this character. She first experienced total wetness at the tender age of 14. The driving rain and the total state of wetness brought the teenager to orgasm. That experience was repeated over and over again to culminate with this story of exhibi- tionism and public masturbation. *** I love the rain. I've always found something very erotic about cool summer rain softly beating down on my naked body. Making me totally wet--inside and out. My first thrill with the rain came when I was fourteen. I was walking home from a friend's house, and noticing the sky growing darker and darker, I cut through a wooded field to save time. But the rain wouldn't hold off, and I was drenched in no time. I wish you could have seen me in my soaking wet t-shirt, no bra. (I was rebellious and refused to wear one, until my boobs got to their full D-cup size, nature forcing the issue.) My nipples were so hard I thought they were going to poke holes in the tight wet t-shirt! So I took it off and let the rain pour down on my budding breasts. My pussy was tingling as well, but I wasn't quite bold enough at that age to get completely naked. So I settled for alternately rubbing myself through my jeans and playing with my rock hard nipples. When the rain stopped, I was disappointed. Heading home, I climbed right into a cold shower and masturbated myself to ecstasy. On that day, I fell in love with the rain. From then on, whenever it rained, I would go out to the secluded field, strip naked, and let the rain beat against my body. One rainy night, I brought a lounge chair along, and spent the whole night masturbating as the rain pounded me relentlessly. * A few years ago, I was traveling cross-country in my little two-seater. Driving through Texas I ran into a thunderstorm. I slowed down to match the conditions, but never felt threatened by the storm. After all, the rain was an old friend. An old lover, I corrected myself, smiling at those fond memories. But the storm got worse. Soon I couldn't see more than a few feet in front of me. Eventually I had to stop at one of those roadside picnic areas. I'm sure you can guess what happened next. I ended up spread out on one of the picnic benches, my clothes in a wet heap on the ground beneath me, frigging myself for all I was worth. At first I had reasoned with myself that the other people seeking refuge in the picnic stop wouldn't be able to see me through the driving rain. Finally I admitted to myself that I didn't care if they did and just went for it. I have been well fucked by numerous men and women alike, but I have to tell you, the multiple orgasms I had on that picnic table, from the rain beating down mercilessly on my swollen clit, were the best I've ever experienced. It drove me fucking crazy with pleasure! After a short eternity of torrential bliss, the rain stopped quite abruptly (I actually gasped, it was so sudden.) Without missing a beat, I put my hand over my clit and finished the job, jacking myself off to three more powerful orgasms. Of course, I had totally forgotten that when the rain had stopped, I would no longer be "invisible". I got quite a shock when I sat up and heard the thunderous sound of blaring horns. Several 18-wheelers had also pulled into the rest area wait out the storm, and had been treated to a birds-eye view of a rather delectable (if I do say so myself), well-endowed, completely naked, drenched blonde putting on a very hot, very wet solo performance. Gathering up my soaked garments, I tried futilely to cover myself, then figured what the hell. I stood up and took a bow, and the horns blared again. Parked next to my car was a pickup truck with a young couple in it. They, too had obviously watched my little show, and had obviously enjoyed it as well. The man, grinning, was staring at me as I walked back to my car. His wife had her head in his lap, and all I could see was the back of her head as it eagerly bobbed up and down. Walking up to the driver's side, I stood and watched a little bit of THEIR show. The wife, a pretty brunette, was very talented with her mouth. The guy rolled down the window and, between moans, told me how much they had enjoyed my show. His wife looked up briefly and smiled shyly at me, then continued devouring her husband's meat. I really wanted to open that car door and trade pointers with that girl on the fine art of cocksucking, but I needed to get back on the road. Leaning down and poking my head through their open window, my big tits dangling, I warned the lady, "Make sure you finish that before he gets back on the road....I don't want to be responsible for any accidents!" She murmured a muffled "mmm hmmmm" through her mouthful of cock. Turning to the husband, I firmly took both of his hands, and guided them to my ripe firm 36-D tits. He eagerly began groping them, clearly in heaven with a pair of angelic lips wrapped around his dick and a pair of huge knockers in his hands. "Too bad your wife didn't join me on the picnic table," I teased. "I would have enjoyed having you watch me fuck her...." The poor guy gasped, and I could tell by the expression on the brunette's face that her mouth was now being blasted with spurts of her husband's cum. Congratulating myself on my skills as a human aphrodisiac, I took my naked butt back to my car, and got back on the road. * Last week, it began to rain as I drove home from work. The pattering of the rain on my windshield got me very wet, and despite the slippery conditions I sped home, eager to enjoy the late afternoon thundershower while it lasted. When I got home, I stripped naked and threw on a black raincoat and a pair of sandals, then went outside into the rain. As I made my way across the busy street separating my home from the meadow, I wondered what all these drivers in the evening rush would think if they knew that I was completely bare-assed under my raincoat. I considered flashing them, but I don't want to be the cause of an accident! Finally I made it to my little secluded area. I wasted no time getting rid of my raincoat. Now completely nude except for my sandals, I began running, streaking through the field. I yelped as the wet, waist high grass tickled my thighs and legs, and as the rain thoroughly soaked me. I also love the way my tits bounce as I run. Now thoroughly drenched (and my cunt sopping wet and on fire as well) I knew it was time to roll around in the wet grass for some serious finger action. Stopping twice to lick and bite at my hard nipples, I made my way back to the little clearing where I had discarded my raincoat. When I got there, my raincoat was nowhere to be found. In a panic, my heart pounding, I searched through the tall grass, but no raincoat. Then I heard a voice, "Looking for this?" The voice, from the trees at the edge of the clearing, belonged to my neighbor, Angela, who was holding my raincoat and wearing a lustful "caught-you-in-the-act" grin. Angela is four years younger than me, a little bit overweight but she still looks pretty good in a one-piece swimsuit. And she has always had a little crush on me, I knew. I hadn't spoken yet. "Interesting little hobby you have...." Angela continued. The redhead was openly staring at my body, taking in my ripe 36-D breasts and my bald snatch. And it was exciting me. "Well, " I began, "looks like you have me over a barrel. What's it going to take to get that raincoat back?" "You'll have to catch me...." she teased me then turned around and ran. Angela's a little heavier than me, so she wasn't that hard to catch. I caught up with her and tackled her as she doubled back to the clearing. We rolled around in the tall wet grass, wrestling. Then we kissed. As Angela's tongue danced with mine, her hands explored my wet, naked body. "Let's get you out of these wet clothes...." I sighed, tugging at Angela's shirt, then her jeans. She doesn't wear underwear, so we were both naked in the rain in no time. "Oh!" Angela exclaimed as the cold rain beat down on her body. "I'll warm you...." I promised, straddling the younger girl's face and lowering my head to her crotch. Usually I don't like to eat a pussy unless it's shaved, but I made an exception as Angela's tongue got busy between my legs. We dipped into a hot, extremely wet 69, and I learned that my young neighbor really knows how to eat pussy. I'm no amateur myself, and we were both screaming with pleasure (somewhat muffled of course!) in no time at all. The little nymph then wanted to tease me, barely flicking my clit with her tongue. I followed suit, lightly licking the hood of her clit. She moaned, imploring me to give her the thorough tongue lashing which would drive her past the point of no return. I continued teasing her though. She did the same to me and it was driving me fucking crazy! Finally I could take no more, and I relentlessly humped my crotch against her tongue, fucking her face. I'm surprised I didn't suffocate the poor young girl, but she was loving every minute of it and was bucking her hips upward, trying to fuck my tongue. But I continued teasing her clit with my tongue. Of course, the only thing for her to do was to roll us over so she would be on top, which was precisely what she did. Now it was my turn to have a face full of cunt. Which I lapped at hungrily as Angela took my clit in her mouth and screamed. That made me cum, and I screamed too. In our abandon, we rolled around in the wet grass, driving each other insane with pleasure, until Angela rolled us into a puddle of mud. Then we broke the 69 and, giggling, mud- wrestled for a while. Angela, who's a little heavier and a bit stronger than me, was the winner, but was nevertheless also covered from head to toe. Retrieving her shirt, Angela wiped her mouth clean, then mine, then slid her tongue into my mouth for a very passionate kiss. We stood there in the rain, frenching each other wildly, the mud being washed away in the downpour and before long we were fairly clean. Then Angela laid me down in the grass, and taking a handful of the mud, began painting my body with it. I did her next, and eventually we just said "fuck it" and embraced, french-kissing while grinding our cunts together, and rolled in the mud some more. The rain then began letting up, and it was time to be getting home. Angela had the naughty idea that we should walk home like this, completely naked, covered only with head to toe coating of mud. Excited, I took the dare, taking my new lover's hand we headed for home. As we looked each other over, it was obvious that a long, hot shower would be needed before both of us adjourned to a steamy, passionate night between the cool white sheets of my double bed. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 14