Fucking in the rain
As I write this my head is pounding. My cum filled cunt is red raw from the pounding it received. My ass as a burning within it, I can't remember names, race. I do remember the incredible size of their cocks. It was dark and raining just the moonlight shining on this bare chest. I had no cares if anyone was around, the night was chilly, yet inside I was burning with passion.
I was thrown out of this bar. Not the first time I might add. Thrown out because I was making out with two biker guys. This hag of a bitch, that called herself the owner of this hovel of a bar, called me a whore and had me ejected by the backdoor. I have to add, I have never taken money for sex. It was fucking raining, I was wearing a clingy white dress, no bra, red panties trimmed with black lace of all the luck. I stepped back into the doorway to get some shelter, just as the bouncer slammed the door shut, knocking me flat, face down in a puddle. I crawled myself back on my high heels, took shelter in the doorway from the rain. I opened my compact. My little compact is where I keep my cocaine. I needed a hit or two after what that fucking old hag did to me. I snorted a couple of nail fulls of coke up my nose, then sucked the residue off my nail, I shook my head as the coke hit me. " WOW!!", That was just what I needed to clear that fucking old witch from my head.
With the Ethiopia of the coke flowing through my veins. I began to dance in the rain. Splashing in the puddles, the rain fell upon my body. The sensations of the cold rain excited my whole body. Throwing my head backwards with the pleasure, my mouth open, catching the raindrops. My hands found my breasts, I rubbed them gently as I was dancing in the rain.
I heard a voice from behind me. "Hey mind if we join you?"
I stopped dancing and turned, to see who was watching me, "Sure, if you don't mind getting wet with me."
"Love the wet dress, it shows your breasts off very nicely."
I was wet from the rain, I looked naked in my clingy white dress, without my bra, "I hope you like what you see. I would get out of these wet clothes, but what's the point?"
