The rain was pouring down. It was one of those summer thunderstorms...comes out of nowhere, hits hard, then stops, leaving the air thick with humidity. I had gotten caught in the downpour...my white tank top and khaki shorts were soaked though. I stumbled in the house with raindrops glistening all over my skin and dripping down my legs. The air conditioning was on, giving me goosebumps up and down my arms. My nipples tightened and began to press against my soaking wet bra and tank top.
I dropped my tennis shoes by the door and made my way in the dark towards my bedroom. As I walked in my room I couldn't help but notice my reflection in the mirror over my dresser. My clothes were plastered to my body. The tank top clung to my chest. You could see drops of water running across my skin...disappearing into the cleavage that was displayed. My nipples were pressing against my shirt. The shirt and my bra might as well as been sheer for all the protection they gave me. My hair had curled in the rain...the ends just barely touching the tips of my breasts. My eyes looked huge and dark...mysterious...like I was waiting for something...looking for something. My mouth was parted...my chest gently moving up and down with every breath I took. I began to undress slowly...it was like my arms had too much weight to them to move. Everything was done slowly...my heart was pounding...I could feel my pussy swelling...getting wet.
I hooked my fingers in the waist and pulled my shorts down my legs. A new outbreak of gooseflesh covered my legs as the cold shorts landed with a wet plop at my feet. Shivering, I stepped out of them...then watched myself in the mirror as I pulled my tank top over my head. My nipples tightened almost painfully as the wet fabric of my shirt slid over them. I threw my shirt away and peeled off my bra and panties. My nipples were dark and pointed…waiting for a mouth or a hand to cover them. I couldn't resist and reached up to touch them with my own hands. My fingers gripped my soft flesh, and I felt my nipples stabbing into my palms. My head arched backwards a little as I lightly pinched my nipples and stroked my breasts. Strands of my hair dripped water across my chest. I followed the droplets with my fingers as they trailed down my tits to my navel and all the way down to my pussy. I lightly touched my pussy and wasn't surprised to find moisture gathering there. I pushed my fingers lower and found my pussy lips had already opened…waiting to be filled. I wished you were home, but decided to content myself with one of my toys in the shower.
