A Brewing Storm [mf]

I take you on a drive out to my cabin with the windows down, the warm summer air blowing through your hair, causing your light sundress to billow out. I steal a glance over to you, catching a peek of your breasts as the material puffs out over your chest.

One hand on the wheel, one hand on your thigh, resting above your knee then moving higher. Raising my hand up your leg along with our speed, until my palm was nearly at your hip.
My fingers gently stroke your skin as my hand slides up your dress, squeezing to hold on to your leg as we take the curves of the back roads.

I tease the edges of your panties before drawing my nails down your skin, then gently stroking back up your thigh in long, slow passes with my fingertips. I clasp your hand in mine for a moment, then brush my fingers across your wrist, up the inside of your arm, then crossing over to your shoulder. Moving my hand higher, until the tops of my fingers caress your neck, ending up against your cheek.

Tracing down your throat and across your collar bone, I follow the neck line of your dress, tugging it down over your shoulder. I then move my hand back across your body, grazing the tops of your breasts. My hand returning to your chin, turning your face to mine and gazing into your eyes, giving you a coy smirk.

Reaching to your other shoulder, pulling that sleeve under the seatbelt, before grasping the front of your dress and pulling it down, exposing your stiffening nipples to the cooling gusts of wind blowing through the car windows. Sliding my palm under your breast, I cup it with my fingers as my thumb caresses your side. My digits brush over your hard buds, teasing you with my touch.

As we enter the woods, the temperature noticeably drops and I cover your breasts. Returning my hand to your thigh, I start curling my fingers over the soft cotton between your legs. I continue to stroke you, up and down, languidly tracing your slit through your panties. Feeling the fabric start to get damp from the attention and anticipation, I sigh contentedly. Finally, we arrive at the cabin.

Shutting the car down, I walk around to your door and open it for you, taking your hand and leading you to the porch. I pull your arm behind you as I turn you into my lips, kissing you deeply, pressing you against the post at the top of the steps. Tilting my head at an angle, my lips meet yours over and over in a passionate embrace. Pausing our kiss to nibble and pull your bottom lip between my teeth, I then continue as my other hand move to your waist, my fingertips spread over the sides of your sexy bottom.

My lips turn up into a wry smile to meet yours as I move my fingertips across your firm ass, releasing your other hand and letting it fall to your side. I slide my hand behind you and pull you close to me. Grinding against you, letting you feel my swelling bulge through the thin material of the dress before sliding my hand up your side, tracing the curves of your breasts with my thumb.

I squeeze your bottom, then slide my other hand down your leg and under your dress, raising it until I can hook two fingers into the waistband of your panties. I begin tugging them down until they loosely hang at your lower thigh. Kissing across your chest and up your neck before I give your ear a gentle nibble, my hands exploring your sexy curves, committing every one to memory

Bending a bit to cross under your jaw with kisses, until my rough cheek was next to yours. My hand on your ass traces up your spine and raises higher, until it cradles the back of your head. My other palm covers your breast, squeezing and rubbing up and down your chest.

Bowing my leg as I step on your panties to pull them off, slipping them down over your strappy sandals. My hand moving from your breast to the ties at the back of the dress, my lips kissing you deeply, parting your lips with my tongue gently caressing yours as the ties slowly release, one…
By…
One…

Pulling down one sleeve, then the other, our tongues intertwine and our lips lock as I unbutton my shirt with one hand and remove your dress with the other. I let my shirt drop down my arms, only breaking the kiss to gather your cast off dress and panties and toss them aside into a small table in front of the door. I take your hand and lead you to the porch swing, scooping you up under your legs and pull you onto my lap.

My arm wraps around your back, clutching your waist, while I trace up and down your leg with a finger. I kiss you again, more passionately. I cock my head to the side, letting your head melt into my shoulder as your soft, smooth skin brushes against the hair on my chest.

In the distance, a roil of thunder sounds as the wind begins to pick up. I hold you tighter to keep you warm, crossing my arms over your back.

Another peal of thunder. Louder. Closer. The rain starts tapping on the tin roof of the porch, bringing warming humidity. I turn your body so you’re kneeling on the swing next to me, before undoing the button and zipper on my pants. I slide them off then kiss up your tummy and lick between your breasts before pulling you to straddle my lap once more.

Another thunderclap, closer still, causes the floor of the porch to shudder. I stroke your face and caress your bottom as I swirl my tongue over your breasts and circle your nipples with the tip. Gently nibbling your firm buds with my lips, softly tugging them. My rough palm strokes up your thigh and around your ass to the small of your back then back down again.

The darkening sky is lit by lightning as the storm intensifies, splashing warm droplets of rain against your back. Grasping your breasts in each hand as I lick one, then the other, suckling your nipples between my lips, squeezing and pulling them together.

My thick shaft throbs against your ass as I pull you close and raise your legs so you can feel it against your wet slit. I push down on your hips, pulling your ass towards me to grind your pussy on my cock, causing you to gasp in pleasure. I blow on your wet nipples, causing you to shiver and moan as you move against the bulge between your legs.

Smacking your bottom, I feel my cock start to part your lips. Looking up at you, pulling you into a kiss and flexing the head of my cock against your clit, wetting it, preparing to slide into you. I lift your waist again, lowering you onto my shaft, stretching out your tight, soaking pussy, rocking back on the swing to fill you.

Pulling you against me then letting you tilt away, building up a rhythm of sliding in and out of you. Swinging faster, the wind tosses your hair about as you grind up and down on my shaft. Arching your back so the head of my cock presses against your spot, you moan as I increase the tempo. My sighs of pleasure getting louder, your moans of satisfaction driving me wild.

My legs tense under yours to keep the swing moving, raising and lowering you as we rock back and forth. My hands pawing all over your body, feeling your cunt tighten around my cock as you scream out in ecstasy. The pulses of your orgasm building as you cum, flooding warm liquid across my lap and down my sides to mix with the raindrops on the floor.

Slowing to allow you to catch your breath and stop shaking, I kiss you and wrap my arms around you until you recover from cumming so hard. I then lay you down onto the cushion and drop the back of the swing flat.

Planting kisses down your tummy to your thighs and taking a taste of your cunt with long, broad strokes of my tongue. Brushing your clit with the ball of my tongue ring as I lap at your fresh wetness. Continuing to lick you, in tight circles now, flicking the tip of my tongue against the hood causing it to swell again. My hot panting breaths fall against your thighs as I swirl my tongue over your bud, first one way, then reversing.

I reach up to grasp your breasts and pinch your nipples between my fingers, pulling slightly as I lick you over and over. Feeling you press your cunt against my mouth, your soft squeals giving way to long moans of pleasure. Your back arches as you cum again on my tongue, your juices dribbling down my chin.

I lick you until the orgasmic spasms subside. Then, standing before you, I lift your legs to raise your pussy to meet the head of my shaft, plunging my cock into you, filling you again. drawing it back and in with quick strokes. My hands slide under your bottom, angling you to take the full length my cock. I thrust harder, driving my hips against you. My cock sliding deeper inside you, watching your breasts shake with every stroke.

Filling you with my cock, my grunting matching your moans as I feel my core tightening and your pussy squeezing my shaft. My groans turning to a roar, getting closer to release.

My hands moving from your ass to your legs to brace myself against you as my thrusts took on a perfect rhythm. I watch you grip the cushion, your back arching, sticking your heaving breasts into the air as your body stiffens,

then explodes,

a thunderclap of sensation in your mind drowns out the storm.
You quake in ecstasy as your cunt drips, milking my cock of cum. Your pulsing contractions pushing my hot, thick cum out of you, sliding down your skin, already slick with your juices. I continue to thrust until you drain every last drop, shivering from the pleasure. I drop onto the cushion to lay next to you, one arm drapes over you while the other gently plays with your hair.

I pull you close to me and we watch the storm pass, sighing as we share tender kisses, looking forward to our long weekend away together.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/7tc5jy/a_brewing_storm_mf