As summer draws to an end, the temperatures begin to drop and thunder storms have plummeted is for almost a week straight. I can’t remember the last time we saw each other, which explains why I’m driving over to your place with a black sky looming over head mid-day. I’m not coming empty handed though, I have a portable DVD player, a laptop, 20 different DVDs and 100 more films on flash drive, and of course a lantern, water, a box of food and the piece de resistance: a backup generator. This storm looming isn’t so much a thunder storm as it is a hurricane, and while our coastal town has beautiful old houses and grand trees, it doesn’t bode well with flooding and dependable power supplies….
Luckily for me I make it to your house before the first flash of lightening fills the sky. You open the door to great me wearing a cute little flannel dress. The dress is a black and white, light-weight dress that buttons from collar to toe, and you have just enough buttons undone to accentuate your incredible cleavage. I try to peak to see if I can see your bra color but no such luck. You welcome me inside and I greet you with a long kiss the second the door closes, my hand finding the small of you back, the other your head, pulling you close to me. You respond by running your fingers through my hair and pulling at my shirt’s buttons. The kiss becomes more passionate and you start to pull at my buttons when I break our kiss to nibble on your ear kissing down your next and bite your shoulder. You exhale and do it again, invoking the same response. A rumble of thunder reminds me why I came and I break our kiss to retrieve my items form the car. You look sad at my loss but you don’t protest as you see droplets of rain speckle the street as I dash from house to car and back.
I sadly do not get to move the generator out of the car and to the back yard before the rain picks up. I spend 10 minuets hauling the blasted thing to the back and getting it set up under a shelter, it’s waterproof thank god. I finish a sopping wet mess standing at your back door entrance. You laugh at me as I drip onto your floor. I ask what is funny and you tell me… One. I look like your wet dog, and you’re expecting me to shake any second; Two, I could have just moved the generator to the garage…5 feet from my car… you didn’t tell me this however because I seemed so determined and confident. Plus, you say, it was cute to watch a man work in the rain…. Amused i respond by grabbing you to me i kiss you, being sure to wrap my wet body around you as much as possible. You laugh and fight back, but I warn you if you keep up i’ll pull you out into the rain…. You tell me i’d regret it, but thats all. While intrigued, I give in and let you go.
You have me strip right where i stand as to not drag water and mud though the house. Again if we had gone thought the garage it would have been much better since its attached to the dryer, but no… so I grab a blanket of the couch by the door and wrap it around me like a towel why you carry my wet love-soaked clothes to the dryer. In my fuzzy blanket and over-sided loincloth I sit down on the couch and flip through the TV waiting for you to come back to me. The news doesn’t say anything good, or new. “Take cover, expect fooding and power outages….” I call over the room and ask if you want to watch a movie, you agree but say you don’t have a preference when I ask what.
When you come back “IT” is loaded up and I ask you to come join me on the couch. You come barring gifts of popcorn and beer. I press play and pull you down to me as soon as you set the things on the table in front of us. Our lips are already locked before the screen fades to black from the menu selection, your hands pressed on my face and chest. You laugh at me as to what I am wearing. I explained you left me with no other options, and you tell me that that was the point. I tell you that you have to work a little harder to get me naked… and your laugh and kiss me again. Our hands caress each other’s bodies. Your hands glide over my bare chest while mine rub lightly over your back. I kiss harder once my hands realize you aren’t wearing bra, and with a devilish smile you sink your hands down past my chest to find my erection under my blanket cover. Your fingertips caressing my shaft and tip as you gently play with me.
Its not long before you are on top of me, pulled tight, grinding each other little as I bite your neck and run my hands up and down your back, pulling your dress up a little higher each time, cupping your perfect ass in my hands.
Our steamy little make out session chokes as the house goes black. This is not that surprising as we now take the time to notice the storm has picked up to the point where the rain sounds like a carwash on the windows. None of the storm matters. All I want is you. Lights be damned. I turn on the lantern that I had conveniently placed on the table next to the untouched cold popcorn and warm beer, my blanket robe almost falling off as my erection pushed up the fabric.
You lay on the couch excited and dazed and I lean down to kiss you. My kisses move down your neck and I start pulling away buttons as I move down your chest. Then, you tell me to stop. Despite my confused look, you jump up and run up the stairs, telling me to grab everything and follow you.
I grab the light, the beer, the cold pop-corn (i don’t know why), and the portable DVD player and run up the stairs a minute behind you. I see light flickering from your guest room. I open to door to see you laying there on a low king sized bed under the dim flickering of several candles. You are on the bed on what seems to be a fur sheep skin blanket. Your arms are above your head and you have one leg bent and the other straight. You are almost nude as every one of your buttons is undone leaving your dress to act like an open robe. I stand in the doorway with my mouth gaping at the sight of your nude body in the candlelight. You smile and break by trance with a sexy low, “now” and beckon me towards you with your finger. I set the tings down by the bed and drop my blanket. I bring my naked body on top of yours, my erection pressed just ousted your lips, providing a tease for you between your legs.
We kiss but my lips don’t keep yours for long. I kiss down your check, your neck; I kiss your shoulders, pushing the dress out of my way; I kiss lower and take your breast into my mouth, gently grating your nipple between teeth and rolling my tongue over your nipple. My hand fondles your other breast, fingers mimicking my tongues. I hear your breathing quicken as you moan softly and arch your back. Your fingers tun though my hair which only drives me more wild. I switch breasts and take your other nipple between my teeth lightly graze, my tongue running circles over and around it.
I continue my kisses lower, down your belly, looping around your naval, deviating last your mound but down to your groin, your inner thigh. I trace my tongue around the inside of your thigh just far enough away from your lips to cause you to ache. I let my warm breath hover over your slit for several seconds. My lips, my lips milliammeters from your skin. I turn my head and lick back up your groin to just over your mound. I let my lips barely touch your skin as I breath over your slip again sinking my down low, my hands caressing your belly and running down your sides.
Swiftly, firmly run my tongue up over your clit, flat and flush up with your skin. You gasp. I lick down, you pull my hair, then back up again, you exhale. I keep my tongue moving up over your mound, past your belly, around your breasts and back up your neck, ending on your soft lips for a gentile kiss. A gentle kiss I quickly break and drop back down on you, my tongue pointed as I roll it over your clit. I continue my pointed tongue back down your slip and take a firm flat pass back up. I continue this pattering over your clit,dropping low on passes to enjoy how wet you are and let my tongue penetrate you. I feel your body tense as you begin to approach your peak. I stop and I move up to kiss you.
I take advantage of how wet and close you are and forcefully thrust myself inside of you kissing you just after you gasp from the stimulus. Our lips meet and our tongues dance as I trust myself in and out of you slowly, firmly, being sure to exit you fully before slowly before ramming myself back into you as deep as you’ll take me. Your back arches and our legs wrap over my back allowing me deeper as I continue with my methods, quickening the pace. I kiss your neck, biting when i enter you and kissing when i withdraw . You seem to have enough of my testing and pull me in tight not letting me fully withdraw myself. I take this time to pump faster and I hear you begin to cum, panting in my hear, saying my name as i breath heavy into your ear. I stop. You protest, but I quickly pull out and drop down to between your legs. You can’t help but comply.
With your knees on my shoulders, feet on my back, I begin to lick your clit vigorously with my tongue in broad strokes up and down alternating with pointed circular motions. I slid a finger inside you, then 2
Two and curl it to press inside of you. My tongue and finger beckoning you to cum for me. You moan and your breathing gets ragged again. Your legs tighten round my head and I know you are about to climax….I try to get up and move again but you catch me and make me finish what I started… twice now Ive deprived you. You gasp and come around fingers, squeezing my head between your legs as you call out my name…
When you relax I come back up beside you and kiss you… You are a bit worn from my little trick but not enough to stop. Something about this fur rug and storm is invoking a primal need between us. You kiss me and begin to move lower down… You bite my neck and run your hands over my chest. You kiss me down my chest, your hands lingering down behind your lips. You grasp my shaft in your hand and slowly take the head of my cock into your mouth. You press frilly with your tong as your circle the head and take as much of me as you can into your mouth. You begin to move up and down on top of me, moving your hands in sync with your lips, up and down. I play with your hair and moan your name as feelings of ecstasy and love fills my mind. Your lips release their grip and you take your tongue around the tip of my cock again, running it down the shaft adding firm kisses and little nibbles up and down the shaft. You then take my shaft into your hands and work it up and down adding in a twisting pattern between the two of them. You squeeze the trip just enough as you let me thrust myself though your thumb and index finger, adding your mouth to the end to take my head. You let me thrust a few times, squeezing tightly, knowing I’m getting close to release.
You’re not ready for me to cum yet, no matter how good at this you are, you want to get a little even. You stop and come back up to me. You see I’m having too much fun, so we strike a compromise…
With me laying flat in the bed, you to turn around so you are on your knees and your feet are at my shoulders….. I bring your hips down so I have access to your clit and begin to dance my tongue through your slit. You moan and go back to working on me holing my shaft in one hand and bringing the tip into your mouth. We both move our heads up and down as the rain slams agains the window of the bedroom. The candle light doesn’t provide much lighting but we don’t really need to see for this activity, both of our eyes are closed as we play a game to make the other to come fist. I keep trying to make you loose focus on me so that i can win. I roll us so we can continue on our sides. From this point I have better access to penetrate you and access your G spot. I slide two fingers and start waking them inside of you as my tongue matches their speed. My plan works and you begin to loose focus. It’s all you can do is move your hand up and down on my shaft as I continue to dance my tongue over your clit. You begin to rock your pelvis over my face with the rhythm of my tongue and fingers.
This get me going even more and I tell you that I am getting close, you seem a bit dazed and surprised, we both thought I was going to win this game but your pelvic thrusting got me there faster then I thought. You take me back into your mouth and stroke me up and down with the rhythm of your pelvis grinding… and you begin to loose it too. We cum together though technically you cum first. I know this because you through your head back and moan as shoot my cum over your neck and chest, but neither of us care. We are both a sweaty mess at this point and all we can do is lay back and on the fur and pant. I come down to cuddle with you, taking the blanket i wore into the bedroom to help white you clean. We cuddle and listen to the rain throw against the glass… what storm i tell you…. you ask if i’m up for round 2….
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c4qzat/you_me_a_hurricane_mf_first_person_tease_oral_69