It's late on a warm spring night and we decide to go for a walk. We walk down the dark streets talking about meaningless things trying to take our minds off the fact that all we want to do is fuck.
It starts to thunder and lightning before the rain actually starts. This only makes things worse for me, as thunderstorms make me so horny.
Then the rain starts. It's slow at first, but within minutes it's pouring. We quickly race back to my house to escape the rain, but instead of going into the house, you take my hand and lead me to a spot on the side of the house. Hidden between the house and the fence next-door, you grab me and push me up against the side of the house.
Pressing your body up against mine with the rain pouring down on us, you start to kiss me. The kiss is hard and intense like the rain, and I'm quick to respond, kissing you back. You roughly grab my tits, massaging them, and I arch my back, loving the feeling of your hands on me. I start to move my hands down towards your belt, but you grab them, and using just one of your hands you pin both mine above my head. You start kissing my neck and you slide your other hand up my skirt. I moan softly the second your hand comes in contact with my thong which is soaking wet, and not just from the rain.
You slide your fingers softly back and forth along my thong, not letting your fingers wander inside. I moan louder this time, loving and hating being teased. You look at me and smile, you love to tease me almost as much as I love being teased. I whimper slightly and you finally give in, sliding your fingers inside my thong and gently begin to stroke my clit. My loud moan is masked by the thunder, and you let go of my hands.
