April Showers, Getting caught in the rain [FM]

It was supposed to be a simple hike in the woods, a chance for us to spend some quality time together away from the kids. But as we trudged through the muddy trails, the looming dark clouds had other plans.

And then the rain came!

It started as a light drizzle, but soon turned into a full-blown shower. We sought shelter under a nearby tree, but as the rain and wind grew stronger, we found ourselves huddled together, our bodies pressed close as we sought warmth and comfort.

As the rain pounded down on us, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire course through my body. I looked up at him, the water droplets running down his face and soaking through his clothes, and I knew what I wanted. It had been a couple of weeks since we had had any adventurous play time, and I seized my chance.

Without a word, I took his hand and led him away from the trail and into a secluded wooded area. The rain pelted down around us, but we were oblivious to everything except each other. He pushed me against a tree, his lips hungrily seeking mine as we kissed in the rain. I moaned softly, my senses alive with the taste of his mouth, the feel of his wet body against mine, and the sound of the rain pounding against the leaves.

He reached under my shirt, his hands warm against my soaked skin, as he pulled me close. I gasped as he nibbled on my earlobe, my body arching against him in pleasure. We hadn’t dressed for rain and we soon became soaked through.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered in my ear, his voice husky with desire.

I could feel my heart racing as he pressed his body against mine, his hands roaming over my curves as we explored each other in the rain. I felt his hands tightening around my waist as we made out, the raindrops cascading down our faces and drenching us to the bone. My hands moved over his back, feeling the warmth of his skin under the wet fabric of his shirt.

As our bodies intertwined, the world around us faded away. All that mattered was the passion, the desire that refused to be dampened.

He pushed me down onto my knees in the mud in front of him, his eyes smoldering with a primal hunger that sent shivers down my spine. I knew what he wanted, and I was more than willing to give it to him. Reaching up to hurriedly undo his belt, as he frantically pulled out his cock.

I took him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around him as I tasted the saltiness of his skin. He moaned softly, his fingers tangling in my drenched hair as I worked him with all the skill I possessed.

The rain pounded down on us, the water washing over my face and mingling with the tears of gagging pleasure that streamed down my cheeks. I was lost in the sensation, lost in the heat of the moment, lost in him, and hoping that the sound of the rain masked the tones of glucking that involuntarily were being forced from my mouth.

For a long moment, we simply stared at each other as he fucked my throat, slowing to savour the mesmerising patter of rain around us. And then, with a soft smile, he helped me to my feet, pulling me close and kissing me once more in the pouring rain.

I felt his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him as he spun me around under the rain. The wet fabric of our clothes clung to our skin, shivering with a mix of pleasure and chills. I looked into his eyes, seeing the animalistic desire within them. I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it too. We both grappled at my pants, struggling to peel the wet fabric from my skin

He pushed me harder against the tree with his body weight, his wet fingers slipping under my wet shirt and tracing patterns over my skin. I shuddered at his touch, feeling the heat building within me.

He lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he entered me. I gasped at the feel of him inside me, his thrusts deep and urgent as he fucked me. Pushing me roughly against the hard tree trunk, as I failed to contain my moans of pleasure that bounced around the surrounding woods.

The continuing rain pounded down on us, the water mixing with our sweat we moved together in perfect harmony. I clung to him tightly, lost in the intensity of the moment, lost in the heat of our passion, lost in the clashing of the intensifying rain.

With a final cry of release, we both came together. Pumping stream after stream of his warm cum into me, as the rain washed our combined juices down the inside of my thighs, our bodies shuddering together as we cried out in ecstasy. We held each other tight, our hearts racing as we caught our breath.

As the rain started to ease up, we reluctantly disentangled ourselves and quickly tidied ourselves up, both of us shivering in the cold wetness. We knew we had to get back to the car before the rain started up again.

With one final kiss, we broke apart and sprinted towards the car, our laughter and the sound of our footsteps echoing through the woods. The rain had turned the trails into a muddy mess, but we didn’t care as we ran through the puddles, our clothes splattered with mud. We reached the car, both of us soaked to the bone, panting for breath and smiling from ear to ear.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12k6iix/april_showers_getting_caught_in_the_rain_fm