Stormy Weather

Lightning flashed across the sky followed immediately by thunder vibrating the walls of the house; rain fell in relentless waves. Weather forecasters on the breaking news said we are in the bull’s eye of the storm and could likely get eight to ten inches of rain and low land flooding already closed several city streets and highways in the area. Evening event cancellations scrolled across the screen faster than in winter blizzard conditions. We were in for a long night at home.

In my youth, a long night at home meant nothing to do but play cards or Monopoly. I am not in my youth and my partner for our long night at home is my neighbor, David. David lives next door but, in this downpour, he’d be soaked to the bone just going across the yards. David moved to our neighborhood last year and is in his thirties and fit, not a jock or some muscled up gym rat; he has tone.

I knew David from a couple classes we had together in grad school although we didn’t know each other well. We became closer friends since he moved next door. We’ve gone out together a couple times for pizza and beer; however, we are a Plutonic pair.

I am Sammy, a couple years younger than David at 31, I can hold my own in the fitness arena and try to keep excess weight off with jogging, bike riding, and swimming when I’m at the lake. David and I had been working in our yards when the storm began brewing. “Hey, David, come in for a beer before going home. I think we have time before that wall cloud gets here.”

“Are you sure? That thing is moving fast and I already feel the leading edge winds picking up.” Despite his apparent protest, David followed me into the kitchen through the slider and we both reached for beers in the refrigerator.

“Of course I am not sure,” I laughed as we both popped open our beers. “Besides, what are we going to do in our homes alone during this storm?”

I barely closed the sliding kitchen door before the winds hit. It was a straight line wind that smacked into the neighborhood with 70 mile per hour plus winds, sustained. Cloud to cloud lightning and the simultaneous thunder told me the storm was right on top of us. As I considered our predicament, I moved away from the door, closed the blinds, turning just in time to glimpse David’s eyes roaming up and down my back side. I felt a flush of color rise and a warmth flow over my body.

The TV remote was near David and he turned on the TV to hear storm reporting. Switching between local channels, it became clear this storm was huge and any calming of the storm is not likely for a few hours. The reporter said there are three cells lined up to hit us today and into the night. Was turning on the TV a diversion from almost being caught checking me out?

“Come on, David, sit down,” I said as I pulled out a kitchen chair for myself. “You are dry and just as safe here as in your own house. And, company during a storm makes it more fun.”

“I’m a little ripe from yard work, I need to get home, shower and change. I bet you feel the same way, Sammy.”

I looked at David coyly trying to judge how he might react to showering here without a change of clothes. “You can shower here and wrap a giant beach towel around yourself. I would like to have a shower too. You can go first, I’ll find a beach towel for you.”

“Do you have two beach güvenilir bahis siteleri towels, Sammy? I don’t want to be the only one commando in this storm.” I felt a color flush again and that familiar warmth in my core.

If that was a sexual innuendo, I accepted it with a simple answer, “Toga, toga.”

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David disappeared into the bathroom to shower and I went to my bedroom to ready a few things for my shower. I scanned my bed finding it neatly made. My bedroom was clean, no dirty clothes around, and a couple candles for mood, if the mood strikes.

I stripped from my smelly clothes throwing them in the hamper. I tugged at my bra straps to release my breasts. I am not big in the boobs, 34B, but they are firm and my nipples stiffened almost immediately, from the cool air or my lusty thoughts.

My panty clung to me, I could see the puffy folds of my pussy lips forming a camel toe. The material stretched tightly across my butt. I have firm shapely butt cheeks and a hip size of 35. My waist is just 23. I heard the shower running in the hall bathroom and I ducked myself under the shower in my master bath. Rather than a beach towel, I wrapped myself in a silk bathrobe that fell to just about knee length.

David finished his shower and was in the kitchen again as I entered in my silk robe. He was in mid swallow of his beer when he saw me coming. All his movements stopped instantly as he gazed at me.

Feeling more empowered by his appreciative stare, I gave a twirl that billowed the hem of the robe and, if he was looking, which he was, he would have to notice my nakedness underneath. Even though I was throughly dry from my shower, I was moist.

“David, I hope you don’t mind that I wore a robe not a towel.” I knew he didn’t mind as his eyes roamed my body overtly and very much so intentionally. He crossed his legs and dropped an arm over his lap.

David tried being nonchalant, yet his voice cracked a bit, “I can’t imaging a towel wrapping you as nicely as that robe, Sammy. No more twirls.” I took the chair closest to David.

A streak of lightning flashed, an explosion echoed, thunder cracked, the lights went out. That burst of lightning hit a near by power pole and blew out a transformer. It happened very fast and really did frighten me.

I screamed and leapt onto David’s lap, my robe road up my legs exposing my nakedness underneath. However, in complete darkness, David saw nothing. I straddled his legs and hugged myself to him, I whimpered.

David had to shift his crossed legs so I had more comfort on his lap while I tried to overcome the scare I just had. The scare of the explosion subsided and was replaced by another scare between my legs. I felt David’s hard-on and it felt exciting.

“It’s okay, Sammy,” I heard David’s reassuring words spoken softly into my ear. I felt his arms encircle me in his manly warmth. Then he kissed me, a peck really, on the neck; I was in complete surrender when I returned his peck with an impassioned open mouth kiss to his lips. I scooted my hips tighter against David’s lap and trapped his cock between my pussy and his stomach.

The towel wrapping David loosened and his manly scent filled my senses. I was aware of my scents also; fingers worked the catches of my robe and it fell away from my body. canlı bahis siteleri

It was still mostly dark as my naked breasts felt David’s naked chest. David couldn’t make out my figure in the darkness but he could feel it. “Sammy, you feel beautiful,” he said as we probed each other’s mouths with kisses and plenty of tongue dueling.

“Feel me, David,” I panted.

My passion built until I had to feel David penetrate me. I wanted to see his cock, see how large he really is; I felt his thickness and length under me but not in me.

David’s hands began moving up and down my back giving me sensuous touches that caused me to shiver and moan through our kissing. My nipples grazed across his strong chest becoming stiff red points of sensitivity. I ground my pussy against his shaft hoping against hope that his cock would find my opening.

“Sammy,” David breathed as his hands cupped the globes of my ass lifting me higher on his lap. He was ready to enter me, his cock head peeled open my puffy wet pussy lips as he slowly lowered me onto his cock. He felt good in me and I knew an orgasm was not far from erupting.

My orgasm came at the moment David’s cock filled me hitting my g-spot just right. This cum was like no other I ever experienced. I pressed my pussy down hard on David’s cock making it touch me deeply against my cervix. I rubbed my clit on David’s lap and another wave of orgasm hit. I was lost in orgasmic bliss when David rewarded me with his own wet, thick, creamy, cum.

We both must have been more than ready because it had not even been a full minute before we both lapsed into the exhaustion of our orgasms. The storm outside raged on and the storm inside was at a temporary lull.

I knew David pumped a heavy load into me, my cum and his flowed from my depths only restrained in me by David’s shrinking cock. I groped for David’s towel wanting to stop the flow before I pooled all over him and floor.

I sighed with complete contentment as David lifted my head, kissed me, and spoke what I was thinking. “Sammy, that was outrageous. I felt something I can’t explain.”

“I’m still feeling it, David.” I returned his kiss with a smile and added, “I really have to pee.”

The spell of the moment broke as I very unceremoniously thrust a wedge of towel between my legs to catch our juices. We broke into laughter as I padded off to the bathroom, the towel trailing behind. I needed to make necessary corrections.

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David followed me to my bedroom and waited outside my bathroom door as I undertook the important task of relieving myself. I relaxed hearing his voice by the partly open door, “Sammy,” he called, “wine or another beer?”

“Wine, David. I’ll be out in a few minutes, you left me a mess to clean up.” It was a mess I hoped to clean up again before the end of the night.

“Do you need some help,” David asked with a little giggle. “I am good with washcloths and soap.”

“What you’re good at made this mess. David, I want you to stay the night. Get our wine and when you get back I’ll be out.”

When David returned, I was sitting on the mattress after I lit a couple candles for mood. David gasped upon seeing me in the candle light. “This wine will never equal what my eyes see. You’re lovely, Sammy.” David handed me a glass bahis firmaları of wine, set his down, and glided into the bathroom. “Wait right there,” then tried to imitate the Terminator with, “I’ll be back.”

After a short few minutes, David stepped back into the bedroom after taking time make himself refreshed. He reached a hand out, I took it in mine feeling him pull me to me feet. David embraced me, kissed me sweetly, and guided me around the room as though dancing to a sensual slow song.

We danced, we kissed, we touched. It was clear, David was in complete control as he guided me to the edge of the mattress. “Sammy, I want to make love to you.” Then he sat me on the bed and lowered me till I laid out before him.

David used his finger tips to draw little circles around my breasts until those fingers found my nipples; he pinched them and I squealed in pleasure. Then his fingers began circling around my stomach and just above my mound. David kissed his way to where his hands rested on my stomach. “Sammy, you know what I’m going to do next?”

I knew what I thought he was going to do; however, he played me slowly and gently with his tongue. Kissing and licking my thighs drove me nuts and he never put his mouth on my pussy. “David, don’t make me beg. Please lick me!”

I lost control of my hips when his tongue found my pussy and licked me from bottom to top. He was sensitive to how I reacted and plied me with another long lick. At my clit, he pressed his tongue tightly on my little nub and circled it. My hips rotated with the movements of his tongue.

“Cum for me, Sammy.” All I wanted to do was cum and in total abandonment I screamed and came hard in David’s mouth.

Mother Nature was still storming and at the height of my orgasm, lightning flashed, thunder cracked, and I came more. In all my sexual life, no one has done for me what David did in the kitchen or in the bedroom.

David shifted his position to lay atop me, his hard cock knocked at my opening. With one hand, I guided him over my threshold and for many long agonizing seconds, David pushed ever so slightly entering me at a snail pace.

When he was buried in me, he rested, making no movements. He was torturing me in the most blissful way. Then he began withdrawing painfully slow. With just the tip of his cock still in me, he began the slow torture of penetration again.

David drew my legs high, linked his arms behind my knees and made my pussy tighter and gave him even deeper reaches to feel. David kept the pace steady. He didn’t thrust into me hard but he set a rhythm that assured me more earth shattering cum.

Suddenly, the bedroom came alight; the power was on. I saw us in the dresser mirror, saw David’s large cock filling me.

David saw me clearly and in that instant he exclaimed, “Sammy, you look beautiful.”

No man ever called me beautiful, cute – yes, pretty – yes. I was overcome with a joy I never experienced before. I burst into tears and orgasmed at the same time. I was a whimpering mass of female receiving love and loving simultaneously. David relaxed his hold on my legs; I was limp from cumming and still crying.

“Even your tears are beautiful,” David whispered.

Who is this man that can use only his words to make me cum, and I did, again.

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Long story short, David no longer lives next door, he moved about 75 feet west into my house. He rents his house furnished and we spend many stormy nights, storms not always included, making love and thanking that June storm for our present predicament.