To start things off, I basically had a shit week at work across the board, and the only positive has been the fact it’s rained all week. So last night, after finishing up at the strip club and driving home, a thunderstorm had rolled in, and I was determined to enjoy it. Now I’m one of those people who is completely enamoured by the rain, like taking walks in it or just being outside, watching and listening to it, this time was no different. When I got home, Hubby & NV were both already in bed, but I didn’t really care since I went to what we refer to as our “playroom / red room” and retrieved one of my skimpy microkinis that had crotchless bottoms, which really wasn’t needed, but they’re super cute nonetheless. Also, for anyone curious, we keep all our sexy outfits in this “special” room in case someone happens to be sleeping. That way, we don’t have to go make a ruckus in the bedroom and wake them up. It’s just a way we try to be respectful to each other.
Anyway, once I swapped my clothes out for my microkini, I grabbed my phone and silently went back outside to our front porch. Which is mostly covered, and where we have a couple of those zero gravity chairs hidden by a wood railing that wrapped around the front side that faces a road. While doing all this, the thunder, lightning, and the rain had only intensified and was I loving every second. Taking my spot, I immediately reclined, then started searching up some erotica. It took maybe five minutes to find something good, and in that time, the rain had shifted directions. It was now blowing towards the open sections of the porch between the railing and the roof and partially soaking half my body. I didn’t care, as I held my phone as far away as I could from it and started reading while my fingers began to exploit the crotchless bottoms of my microkini. Rubbing the cold rainwater in circles around my clit, while occasionally slipping a finger inside myself was an incredible and much-needed rush. Then before I could finish what I was reading, I had already taken off the microkini top. I was massaging my boobs and teasing my erect nipples while also being two fingers deep inside myself, rushing toward what I’m pretty sure is my g spot.
Getting lost in my own little world while any night owls walking/driving by could have seen me. The lightning continuously exposed my naked body to the world. None of it mattered to me until I heard the front door of our house close and saw Hubby standing in front of me in a robe. I was shocked, surprised, embarrassed, and didn’t know what to do as I tried to cover myself up, but he simply walked over and kissed me on my rain-soaked forehead before explaining that the thunder woke him up and that after looking at the time, and me not being there, he got suspicious. In turn, I apologized even though I had nothing to apologize for and got up from my chair and walked over to the railing where Hubby joined me. Not having a lot of time to talk this week, we took this opportunity, and he listened while I bitched; then, when I had nothing left to bitch about, we started making out. In doing so, once our tongues invaded each other’s mouths, his hands untied my bottoms, and I let them fall between my legs. Meanwhile, I undid his robe; sure enough, he was butt-ass naked. Immediately I noticed his abs were already glistening in the light emitting from the streetlamp due to the rain that got in through the neckline of his robe. Now here we were, both completely naked, in a thunderstorm, standing on our front porch at 1am.
Eagerly, I was in the process of dropping to my knees when Hubby stopped me, picked me up, and placed me on the wooden railing, exposing my whole backside to any passerby, driver, the cold rain, or potentially our neighbours across the street. I asked why he was doing this, and his only response being, “I’m taking your stress away; now, hold on to the railing and put your legs over my shoulders.” Being the good girl that I am, I did as I was told. Hubby was now the one on his knees, and might I just say the adrenaline from the risk of being seen, even more so when the lightning flashed, the cold rain pelting and racing down my back, and the warmth of my husband’s mouth sucking, nibbling, and kissing my clit, while drawing shapes on my lower lips, was exactly what I needed. As the rain found its way down my shoulders, then my stomach, then around Hubby’s mouth, to the way his tongue penetrated me while also lashing my clit, his fingers were also teasing the plug I still had in my booty. I was quickly overwhelmed with a wave of euphoria. Just as I announced that I was cumming, my voice was overridden by the thunder. Hubby didn’t hear my warning since when the lightning flashed, it was on cue with all my stress from this shit week being released. With what felt like the pressure of a 2000’s era super soaker, I squirted…hard. If the rain hadn’t soaked him enough, I only added to how drenched he was. Thankfully the rain made clean-up pretty easy as I told him I was sorry, but all he said back was, “You don’t need to apologize for being a good girl.” That was exactly what I needed to hear as he passed me my phone and lifted me off the railing. I wrapped myself around him like a koala, and he carried me inside while leaving all our clothes to get soaked. Still, they served as the only evidence of what happened last night since the rest of our naughtiness was washed away.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vfbj85/mf_latenight_fun_in_the_rain