Getting wet in the storm [MF]

The dark grey clouds finally set in and rain poured from the sky. I was halfway through my run, still 20 minutes from home, and I was going to get drenched. It was stupid of me to go out during the brief break in the storm. I raced to the nearest shelter I saw, a large willow tree, but I couldn’t stand here forever. I was already cold and dripping wet. My white workout shirt was now see through from the sudden downpour, and it clung to my chest revealing my pink sports bra underneath. My nipples were hard and cold, poking through the fabric and exposing me. I crossed my arms to cover them. My tight black running shorts clung even tighter to my skin, and I could feel a camel toe forming in the tight fabric. I cringed. This was a nice neighborhood, and my wet and exposed body would stick out like a sore thumb. I glanced down the street, trying to find where else I could seek shelter on my way home. I started to calculate how long it would take me when I suddenly heard my name behind me “Stacey?”.

I turned around, and staring at me, concealing a laugh was a tall, shaggy haired man I recognized immediately. Shane. One of the seniors at my high school who I forgot lived in this neighborhood. He was standing on the porch of his house, looking like my sexy savior. Normally, a senior would have no idea who I am, especially one as hot as him, but Shane was on the swim team with my brother, and i’d seen him around for a couple of years now. Somehow the willow tree was right outside his house. “Wet much?” he yelled, teasing me. I blushed. ‘“Get over here, and out of the cold, the rain isn’t gonna stop anytime soon.” He was right, and as much as I was mortified that I looked like a drowned rat right now, I had to take up the offer. I darted up the sidewalk and onto his porch. Shane was definitely one of the hotter seniors at school. He always had that laid back, surfer style girls drooled over. Right now he was just wearing grey sweatpants without a shirt, and I guessed he’d been lounging by the TV. I felt him look down at my body, my clothes soaked and stuck to my skin. My nipples were even harder now, and it made me embarrassed knowing he saw them.

He pulled me inside and gave me a towel, telling me to hang up my wet clothes in the laundry. He showed me his room and let me change in there. I ripped my cold clothes off and dabbed the towel over my body. I was left standing naked in his room. I guess I should have kept my bra and panties on, but they were soaked too. I looked at my naked body in his mirror, wondering how many naked girls he’d had in here. I wanted him to touch me. Shane was hot, even hotter up close, and this was the first chance id had to hook up with a senior. I just had to see if he wanted me too… After I dried off a little more I wrapped the towel around me and went out to find him sitting on the couch. It was time for me to go hard or go home. I took a courageous breath and spoke. “So everything was wet and I had to take my panties off too. Do you think you could come and warm me up?” I felt nervous saying it, but I had to be direct. He looked up, speechless, trying to register what I just said. I decided i’d just show him what I meant, and dropped my towel.

I spread my legs further apart in front of him so that we could both see how naked I was. “I’m sorry, I forgot I was naked under here.” I said teasing, feeling confident and in control. I saw his dick harden under his grey sweatpants and start to stick out beneath the fabric. He looked spellbound, mesmerized and shocked at the same time by my naked body. I walked over and sat on his lap, my naked body fully exposed in front of him. I bit my lip and stared into his eyes. “Can I touch you?” He asked, and I nodded. He started by caressing my breasts, grabbing and fondling them. Then he moved his hand down to my thighs, and spread them apart, taking a closer look at my pussy. He moved a thumb down and touched me there, then started circling my clit. I moaned immediately, it felt so hot watching him play with my body. “Your skin is cold but your pussy is still warm’ he said in amazement. “Have you ever had sex before Stacey?” he asked. I guess I should tell him the truth. “I tried to, a couple of times before, but it didn’t fit. I was too nervous I think.” “Did he rub your clit like this, did he make you feel good?” He asked. “No. He didn’t bother to try and make me cum”. He looked excited. “I think maybe you just weren’t wet enough, I bet I can make you feel better than you ever have.” He caressed another finger along my pussy. “Can you handle it?”He asked. I nodded, and he put a finger inside me, checking to see how wet I was. He put in another finger and told me I was a tight girl.

I blushed, conscious of how inexperienced I was. He pushed his fingers in and out of me, the sound of my arousal making me blush again. “You’re so wet now” he said. I let out a small moan to show him how turned on I was. “I want you to fuck me” I finally said, knowing I had to be straightforward. He stood up and led me into his room and I lay down on his bed. “I want to taste you first” he said, and his shaggy hair fell around his head as he began to lick my pussy. I was a little embarrassed, I’d never had a guy actually want to go down on me first, and I hoped he enjoyed it. “You are so soft” he whispered, which was hard to hear with his mouth facing down. I rubbed my nipples, liking the way it felt with him licking me at the same time. I pulled his head up and kissed him hard, tasting myself on his lips. Even though I was the innocent one here, I suddenly had the urge to take control.

“Take off your sweatpants” I said. He was older, and more experienced than me, but it was like he was suddenly a slave to my body. He pulled his sweatpants off and kneeled over me on the bed, his hard dick sticking out in front of him. It was bigger than I expected and it made me nervous.. Would he fit in me? As much as it scared me, it excited me too. I wanted to touch it in my hands. I slowly caressed my hands up and down his shaft, surprised by how hard but soft it felt. “Do you wanna put it inside me?” I asked, and lifted my legs up. I felt so turned on by him, and i’d never been so wet. “I’ll be gentle with you Stacey” he said reassuringly.

He leaned closer over me, kissing me on my mouth and caressing my body. I lifted my legs up higher as he entered me, taking him all inside me. I felt full and stretched as he moved in and out of me. He was gentle, moving with slow thrusts until he was sure I could handle it. I looked down at his dick going inside me, excited that I could fit him in. He reached down and rubbed my clit as he fucked me, and the sensation suddenly became so much more powerful. I moaned as I started to feel really good and he stated to thrust harder. My tits bounced as the bed shook us.

“Cum for me” he whispered, as he circled my clit harder. I moaned louder now, unable to contain how good I was feeling. I couldn’t believe that I was actually having sex, and that it felt so good. I wanted to try fucking him on top, so he flipped over and I sat on his dick. After only a few thrusts I felt the pressure building inside me like I was going to cum. I moaned as I started to move faster on top of him, building the pleasure inside me. All of a sudden it overtook me and I let out a gasp as my orgasm rode over me. I shook while still on him and then collapsed down onto his chest as it rippled through me. “I totally just came on your dick” I said in surprise, shocked at how fun that was. “Can we please do that again sometime?” I asked, after I finally caught my breath. “I think you could teach me a few things”. Shane smiled and looked happy with the idea. “Stop by when you’re next on a run.”

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