Lana reached across the console and placed her hand on Jess’s thigh. The warmth of his skin radiated through his jeans, and she found herself imagining the absence fabric and impediments like bucket seats and destinations. The windshield wipers hypnotized her as they swiped the rain back and forth, rivulets collected on the far sides of the glass and ran downward like rushing creeks. Watching it made her think of her own wetness, and she bit her bottom lip in contemplation.

She had a sudden desire to be naked in that rain.

She squeezed Jess’s thigh and leaned over closer to him so that she could slip her hand between his legs.

“What are you up to, Lana?” Jess questioned her playfully, obviously knowing exactly what she was about to do.

She said nothing, but smiled at him flirtatiously and winked. Releasing her seat belt, she leaned over the console and undid his jeans, pulling his cock out. Seeing it there, flaccid but waking slowly, twitching with expectation, she could hardly wait to feel it, soft and growing between her lips. She bent awkwardly, sideways, and positioned her head between the steering wheel and his torso, taking him into her mouth.

Jess moaned, and his body relaxed.

“Fuck, Lana…I love it when you do this,” he whispered. He put his hand on the back of her head and ran his fingers through her hair as she sucked him softly to full size. His cock, erect and attentive to her roving tongue, expanded in her mouth and found its way to the back of her throat. She took all of him, her saliva building and coating him, ensuring her movements were smooth and continuous.

He took her hair in his fist, and the muscles in his thighs and buttocks tightened. He didn’t want to come this way. He wanted to be inside of her.

Jess pulled the car over on the side of the empty highway. When he turned the car off, all he could hear was the sound of the rain on the roof and a slight, satisfied humming from the woman in his lap. He opened his car door, and the cool air rushing in shocked Lana from her endeavor. He pulled away from him and sat up.

“Why did you stop the car?” she asked.

He didn’t answer her. He got out of the car and walked around to her side. Opening her door, he held his hand out to her. She took it and stepped out into the summer rain.

Jess pulled her into his arms and closed the door. He pressed his cock, still exposed and hard, against her belly, and she reached between them to take it in her palm. The rain was heavy enough that their clothing was already soaked and sticking to their skin, and her hair was heavy and plastered to the side of her face.

The rain seemed to be the same temperature as her skin, and she found herself wishing to feel it pelting her flesh directly. Letting go of Jess’s cock, she pulled her t-shirt up her torso, over her breasts, and over her head. She turned and placed it on top of the car, and then removed her bra and set it beside her t-shirt. Standing there now, in her skirt and shoes, rain pouring down her face and throat, she could feel the skin on her breasts tightening, and her nipples becoming erect and sensitive in the breeze. She wanted his mouth on them, the heat of his tongue.

Jess looked at her, loving her fearless action. The fading light of the evening sky dusted her skin in shadows. She was pale and perfect, her breasts pleading for his touch. He reached out and cupped them both in his hands, testing their weight.

Leaning in, he found her lips with his. He took her in his arms, and ran his hands down her naked back. He grabbed her ass and pulled her upward, taking all of her against him, willing her legs to wrap around his waist. He moved slowly to the front of the car and sat her down there.

He pushed her gently back, and she lay down on the cold metal of the car’s hood. Jess took off her sandals placed the soles of her bare feet of the hood, as well, her knees bent, her loose skirt puddled around her hips.

She was bare, her shaved pussy exposed to him. Her own wetness mingled with the rain, and he kneeled to taste it. Tiny licks at first, building to slow, long full-tongued sweeps from the base of her cunt to the glistening bud that was growing with her building desire. He could feel her heat and taste her salty sweetness. Mixed with the rain water, it was an earthy cocktail that made him dizzy with lust.

He wanted to fuck her right there.

He inserted his forefinger into her…and then his second finger. In response, Lana arched her back and tilted her head against the hard metal of the car. She was soaking wet, warm with rain, and so hungry for his cock that her pelvis pushed upward to beckon and beg him. She whimpered and grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples and crying out, “Please, Jess, fuck me…I need you…I need your cock to fill me…”

Jess bent over her, kissed her wet mouth, and wiped the strands of wet hair away from her face. She was at her most beautiful like this, raw and single-minded in her lust…a wanton shell of pure need. He ran his hands from her shoulders to her wrists as he kissed a path down her throat and between her breasts.

They locked eyes as the tip of his cock found her ready opening, and he pushed himself slowly into her heat.

The rain covered them, as he fucked her under the gray summer sky. She bucked her hips against him, her cunt tight around him and deep, taking all of him and searching for more. She was ravenous. And his orgasm built at the base of his cock, stretching him within as it prepared to explode. Like a bullet, it sliced through his shaft and exploded into her.

She felt it gush hot within her, and she came hard in response. Her body rose up and her pussy clenched as she yelled out, “Oh my god…fuck yes…fuck yes…”

He placed his palms on the car’s hood, on either side of her, and breathed heavily as his heartbeat took its time slowing.

He looked up and gazed over the roof of the car and saw headlights in the distance.

“Someone’s coming,” Jess said.

“Let them come,” Lana answered.

“Let them come.”

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31 Replies to “Naked in the Rain”

    1. Oh. Oh my. I read this with my mouth open, I think. When she strips off her T…ungffff , yes, but such beautiful writing. I loved it.

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  1. Very intense. I’d love to do that (if the rain was ever body-temperature in the UK!!) Fantastic, lusty romp!

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    1. The Pacific Northwest is not prone to warm rain, either. But, I’m sure it happens somewhere, right?

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  2. “Let them come” indeed. And also, it’s been raining here for three days…I wish it had inspired THIS in me, instead of curling up on the sofa laziness, lol.

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    1. That is much more my style, as well. My fantasy characters usually have more motivation and are much more creative than I am (sexually speaking). Rain lead me to the couch with a book and a cup of tea or a glass of wine. I’m never inspired to run out on my porch, get naked, and fuck. But that is what fantasies are for, right?

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    1. I’m not quite sure where the idea came from. I wasn’t even going to write that night, but then…all of the sudden, I had an image a couple fucking in the rain, and it seemed hot. In real life, I’m sure it would be cold and uncomfortable. But in my fantasy world, everything can work just the way I want it to.

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