“You want to do What?” you ask me with real shock, but a hint of intrigue as I take your hand, and lead you out the door into the pouring rain. You giggle. The rain, although a warm one, still leaves a bit of a chill, especially with the light wind that’s blowing. I only smile, and continue to lead you to the center of the big lawn, its lavish carpet of recently-cut grass feeling wonderful underneath our bare feet.

Glancing back, I notice how the rain has soaked your hair and it's hanging limply about your shoulders, and in your face. Your white cotton top, tied at the waist and exposing just a bit of your flat tummy (just the way I like it) has become transparent. Even your tiny denim shorts have become appreciably darker in the rain that has now become a downpour. 

Turning toward you I release your hands and, placing my hands on either side of your face, kiss you passionately on the lips, my tongue exploring your mouth and tangling with your tongue. Although we’re thoroughly soaked, I can still smell a trace of your perfume on your soft neck.

I follow the scent, kissing down gently past your throat and toward the V of your blouse which I unbutton as I work my way down. Of course I unfasten your bra and expose each of your perfect breasts. Your nipples are already harder than I’ve ever seen them and I watch as goosebumps cover your torso as it’s exposed to the chill of the air. 

Smiling I kiss my way down your perfect torso, pausing to play with your navel. Flicking my tongue around the edges and a little bit inside I give you a hint of what is to come. I smile and look up at you. Your hair is hanging down as you look down at me. With a little smile you run your fingers through my wet hair and give me a little push downward. I smile even bigger, and begin to unbutton your shorts.

I kiss each centimeter of skin as it's exposed and pull your shorts and panties down with one steady motion. You step out with one leg and give them a little kick to the side. Looking back up I notice a slightly naughty smile crossing your lips. I run my hands up the sides of your leg, the cool water reducing friction on your perfect skin. As I near your hips one hand runs over your delicately curved hip while the other traces a path up your inner thigh and through your perfectly trimmed little patch.

The heat emanating from the area is intense! I stand the rest of the way up allowing my tongue to trace a path up your body and over one breast. I want to linger there, perhaps give it a little nip, but I continue upwardsover your collarbone, up your neck and past your ear. The rain continues to pour over your naked, erotically wet, and perfectly shaped body. 

I step back, and remove my shirt. My nipples are hard too and from the bulge you see in my jeans you know that they’re not the only hard thing I’ve got. I approach you again and your hands work the button on my jeans quickly, opening the fly and reaching inside to caress my hardness. Your hands feel wonderful, and I would love to let you play for awhile but I have a goal—and that is to make you feel incredible.

I slide back down your body, enjoying how the rainwater mixes with your skin giving me an exquisite taste the likes of which no fine wine could ever hope to compare to.

I rub your back and kiss your mouth again, sucking your tongue out and tickling the tip. My hands explore the beautiful curve and swell of your ass. I cup each side and give a squeeze, pulling your naked body against my swelling jeans.

A stifled moan escapes your lips and I begin to kiss my way back down your body. Pausing again at your breasts I cup one, pinching and rolling the nipple between my finger and thumb and sucking on the other. The rainwater makes my tongue able to run over its entire surface easily and the alternate heat of my breath and tongue, and cold of the air and water make you quiver. I bite your nipple gently and then switch hands and lips.

Continuing down with my tongue I again play with your navel, caressing your ass and thighs as I do. Approaching the V between your legs I let out a hot breath on your soft hair. This seems to be the right signal because you take a slight step and allow me better access to your sweetness. I approach and press my tongue to your soft lips. Gently, and teasingly at first and then with increased intensity.

Looking up I see that you’ve tilted your head back, the rain streaming over your beautiful face and body and your hands running through my hair. Supporting you with my hands I begin to seek the motions that will intensify your pleasure. Your moaning and writhing tell me that I’m doing well. I place a leg over my shoulder and continue to drive my tongue deep inside you, sucking your clitoris as you moan and encourage me.

You taste incredible and I think of how lucky I am to be exactly where I am right now—I’d never want to be anywhere else. Suddenly, your grip on my head increases and I feel your thighs clench me. You cry out into the rain as waves of intense pleasure power your orgasm. I keep my tongue softly on your clit, keeping your orgasm on a plateau for as long as possible.

When you’re ready you pull me to my feet and I quickly shed my jeans. My cock rises and you take it in your hand. Pulling me closer you stand on tiptoe and easily slip my entire size into you. Your heat and wetness immediately make my head spin. You place your arms around my neck and I pick you up supporting you by your ass as you begin to move on me.

Our bodies slide almost effortlessly as we make love to the rhythm of the pounding rain. Cold wind, warm rain, none of that matters right at that instant. What does matter is the intensity of our connection and the intimacy of the moment.

Our pace quickens. I feel an electricity traveling inwards from my extremities. My orgasm is imminent. With one final cry toward the sky I shake and begin to expend what seems like an infinity of come deep inside you. Its heat is scalding, and sends you into another wonderful orgasm. I lose my strength and fall to one knee to keep us upright. From this position I can look at your magnificent body, your lovely neck arched, head tilted back, taught breasts pointing towards the heavens and our bodies still joined. I lean forward and kiss your shivering body, breasts, neck, and finally your mouth. Looking into your eyes I smile at you, stand and carry you back inside to dry every inch of your beautiful body—as I see fit.