Keraunophilia
Arousal from thunder and lightning
The power, the beauty, Mother Nature reminding us who the boss is. My hand drifts between my legs as I bend at the window, watching Gaia’s performance across her valley. Lightning like an electric charge, makes me tingle; thunder making me shiver, the rain joins my moisture. Now he takes advantage whenever a storm starts. “Yes,” I sigh as he slides into me where I am leaning on the sill. Slow, steady; holding my hips. A h...