Love For A Season

A peal of thunder startled Summer awake. The goddess opened her eyes to see dark grey clouds in the distance, slowly moving in her direction. Even though it was still her season, there was a chill in the air. She knew what it meant. Standing up quickly, she brushed the leaves and twigs off her, a mixture of dread and excitement coursing through her.

During her season she made the forest her home, and she always loved the sounds of the creatures that lived here, and the way the warm breeze would blow through the trees.

Summer smiled, reminiscing on the memories of long summer days spent laying lazily near the lake, dipping her toes in the cool water or going for a swim. The humid evenings when the fireflies would emerge, and she would lay down in the lush green meadow to watch them hover around her, their tiny torches flickering.

Another crack of thunder brought her out of her daydream. It was all coming to an end, just like it did every year. The last vestiges of summer were fading away, and he was on his way.

Him. Autumn.

She felt the heat of desire pulse between her legs, and she touched herself there hoping to quell it. That only made it worse. She gasped at her own touch; her body suddenly electrified. No time for it now though, the storm was getting closer.

He was getting closer.

The chill had turned into a cold wind, sending Summer's golden hair flying in all directions. She shivered, the cold helping to slightly dampen her arousal. It did for a moment, until she could hear his voice calling to her. Faint at first, then louder.

"Come to me, come to me."

The goddess of summer closed her eyes, reveling in the sound of his voice. As if in a trance, she headed towards the storm and his voice, the wind wrapping around her and pushing her, like a cold embrace.

A bolt of lightning cracked across the sky, illuminating the world around her, and there Summer could see him at the top of a hill, waiting for her. The thunder was deafening now, mixed with his voice, and Summer stopped suddenly, trepidation taking over for a brief moment.

They met like this every year, so it was nothing unknown, but their love only meant the passing of seasons, and never could amount to anything more.

Summer couldn't stand it, and wanted to run away from it. But she knew she couldn't. Summer had to end and autumn had to begin, and she could never resist him. Her desire for him was too great.

"Come to me." His voice again. She moved quicker now, pushing her way through the trees to get to where he was, the gusts of wind blowing harder.

When she reached the bottom of the hill, she looked up, but he was no longer there.

Where did he go?

A light rain was beginning to fall, sending more shivers through Summer's body. She frantically looked around, knowing that the time was drawing near. She called for him, but she heard nothing. His voice was gone and she could only hear the thunder and the wind.

Feeling fearful suddenly, Summer retreated back into the trees. She yelped when a strong hand grabbed her from behind, pulling both her arms behind her back and held them there, restraining her. Summer heard his voice again, this time up against her ear.

"I knew you would come."

"Autumn," she breathed, as he turned her around to face him. He kissed her then hard, pulling her to the ground with him as he did so.

He wasted no time in ripping the silk garment she wore from her body, leaving her lying naked before him. Without hesitation he pushed his fingers quickly inside her, finding her wet already. She gasped, and lifted her hips in response, inviting.

Smiling at her quick surrender, Autumn decided to do something he hadn't done with her before. He removed his fingers and slid down between her thighs in one swift motion, and before she could even question him, he pressed his tongue into her, gliding it over the soft and sensitive flesh.

Summer cried out in surprise, and tried to move away from him. He held her down, gripping her thighs tightly. Over and over, Autumn pushed his tongue inside her, sucking on the delicate flesh and her swollen clit.

"Oh please," Summer cried, and he knew she was close. He pushed her thighs back against her chest and spread them, exposing her pussy more. Lifting her slightly by her ass cheeks he ground his lips and tongue back over her pussy, as hard as he could. This seemed to do the trick, and Summer came hard, her body convulsing with pleasure.

The light rain turned into a downpour as Autumn entered her, the storm intensifying with each of his thrusts. Summer couldn't breathe or think. She began to sob from the pleasure and from her love for him, but the thunder drowned out her cries. She came again, even more intense than the first, but Autumn wasn't done with her yet.

He flipped her around and fucked her from behind, Summer's body shaking from exhaustion.

"Please, please Autumn, I can't take anymore," she pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears. Summer felt his fingers reach down and push against her clit, and almost instantaneously another orgasm tore through her, brutal and powerful.

She collapsed to the ground, exhausted, tears streaming down her face. Autumn gently pulled her into his arms and peppered kisses on her face, kissing the tears away, whispering softly "I love you" to her. Summer smiled, slowly regaining her composure. Now it was his turn.

Directing him to lie back, Summer took his still hard cock in her hand. She slowly began to stroke it, the fluids from her vagina acting as a perfect lube. When he groaned, she took that as her cue, and encased him in her mouth. She carefully slid her tongue up the shaft and over the head, using her lips to gently suck and then back down again.

"Oh yes Summer, just like that," Autumn moaned, and gripping her hair tightly he thrust himself hard into her mouth, nearly gagging her. This didn't deter her, and she picked up her rhythm, now being less gentle. She stroked and sucked him hard, leaving him in the zone that is blurred between pleasure and pain.

"Fuck, oh fuck I'm coming," he breathed suddenly, and Summer stopped all motion, feeling the sensation of the hot spurts of cum in her mouth. She pulled back and let some of it jet out onto her face and breasts, and Autumn chuckled when she gave her sperm covered tits a slight, playful shake.

Summer crawled back into his arms then, and they held each other close, letting the now gentler rain wash the sweat and other fluids from their bodies. The storm was passing by, the thunder in the distance.

Sadness overcame them, as they knew their time together was coming to an end again. Autumn was now here, and it was time for Summer to leave, not to return until her time again next year.

The two drifted off into an uneasy sleep. Autumn's cold wind blew over them, passing through the trees and silently began to paint the leaves in vibrant hues of reds, oranges and yellows.

A single leaf fell, landing on Autumn's face, startling him awake. He sat up groggily, trying to remember where he was. Summer.

He looked to his side, where she had been. She was gone.

Autumn couldn't help the tears that suddenly stung his eyes. It was over. This time she had crept away quietly, without saying goodbye. Maybe because it hurt too much.

Brushing away the tears, the god of autumn stood up and walked into the forest, his season now in full swing.

Little did he know, Summer was watching him, as she always did once they parted. Silently weeping, she watched him as he walked deeper into the trees, until he was out of sight.

Only another year until they would be together again,

Summer thought. Another year, another season. Her tears turned into frost as they hit the ground, and when the chilly autumn breeze blew once more, it spirited the despairing goddess away.

The warmth of summer again was a memory to carry the world through the darker days of autumn and winter.