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It was night outside, the thunder and lightning playing across the sky. The clouds opened up to unleash a downpour of rain. There we were, running through the rain. The water pouring down on you, soaking you. You looked so alluring, the way your hair clung to your face, your eyes sparkling and your clothing sticking to your amazing frame.

We rushed inside, closing the door behind us. Your intoxicating laugh filled the room, filling me up with a joy that I had never dreamt of.

"That was fun," you said.

"Yeah it was, " I responded.

I followed you through the house, watching you shed clothing as we walked. I was mesmerized by the sway of your beautiful hips. I followed suit, eager to be out of my own wet clothing.

The light to our room came on as I followed you in. You were down to your panties and bra while I had had to remove everything.

"Boxers soaked," you asked?

"Hell, I feel like a drowned rat," was my response.

Again, your intoxicating laugh. I looked away briefly, filled with passion and understand that you would be mine forever. When I looked back, you had that look in your eye, that look that said so much. You wanted me, as I wanted you.

You approached me with that sexy little stride you had perfected so long ago. I was entranced by you, held still as if restrained. When you reached me, your arms wrapped around my neck and your lips touched mine. It was electric. Not even the storm outside could compare to the passion, the energy, the electricity of that one kiss.

That was all we needed. Your hands left my neck, trailing down my back to trace along my waist and butt. My hands felt your back and waist. I unclipped your bra, freeing you from it's wet confines. You moved your arms, all to happy to rid yourself of the restrictive garment and all me to see you in your barest moment. The bra came free but before I could marvel at your exquisite breasts, you bent down, pulling your panties down and stepping out of them. Then you straightened.

My heart jumped, as it always did when I beheld your amazing body. You were muscular and toned in all the right places but with a curve and softness to you that would make others jealous. Your face was the first thing that I saw. How your lovely, pale green eyes and dark shoulder length hair framed and accentuated your creamy skin. Your lips were pouty, full yet petite, wonderful kissing lips, yet you knew how to use them in other ways as well.

Next, my eyes traveled down your body to your chest. You breasts were exquisite, perfectly rounded and firm. They were full and bounce yet not to big, perfect for your body. Your nipples were hard, from arousal and from the cool air. They were two dark pink buttons, eager to be felt and touched. You loved it when I paid attention to your chest. You loved it how I would suck and caress on them for hours, on occasion bring you to orgasm simply from that arousal.

My eyes traveled down, past your chest to your stomach. Somehow, your stomach always managed to look so sexy, demure, muscular yet soft and tender. Often, when I woke in the morning for work, I would find my hands lovingly caressing your stomach.

My eyes were reaching your lower half as you grabbed me. That fleeting glimpse of neatly trimmed, dark curly hair could have kept me hypnotized for hours, but you were impatient and wanting. I couldn't complain. Our lips were together again, but I could feel your nude body against me. I hardened quickly, growing against your leg.

We kissed passionately and you moved your hips so that I would grow against the wetness between your legs. You moaned as my manhood made contact. You slowly moved you hips, arousing us both.

"I want you so bad," you said.

"I want you too," I replied.

You pulled me to the bed, our lips never leaving each others. Your hands found my hardness and started moving back and forth, stroking me, arousing me. Your hands were so soft on my shaft, pleasuring me in a way that you knew well.

I felt your chest, squeezing and caressing your breasts. I squeezed hard and you cried out, wanting more. I bent my head low and took one of those lovely nipples between my lips. I used my teeth to tease you, biting lightly. Your body shook with anticipation and pleasure, eager for my soft caress.

My hand strayed between your legs, finding the heat and moistness inviting. I rubbed you slowly at first, feeling the length of your lips. They opened slightly from my touch, blood rushing to them. You gasped as I touched your hips moving with my rhythm.

Pleasuring you was all I could do to hold myself from letting go. Your hand had brought me dangerously close to the edge so I focused on you. You seemed to notice and slowed your stroking down, rubbing my shaft lightly and savoring the feel.

Your body trembled and you stopped me, grabbing my hand and pulling it away from your pussy.

"Lay down," you said, your face flushed.

I did was instructed and laid on the bed, my head resting on my pillow. You climbed up on bed and started to massage my member with both hands. I couldn't help but groan and revel in the pleasure you were giving me. Again, I fought the urge to unleash, to spill my seed into your hands. I wanted this night to last so I focused on you, and watched your form at work.

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