The Downpour

I have had a dream of being in a downpour off and on for years, naked of course. The feelings of waterdrops beating down on me, soaking me completely would ensure I woke horny, at the least. At the most, I awoke with my cock rigid and erect.

However, it was always a dream, as living in the north, even summer rains were cool if not cold. Then I relocated to the Carolinas and realized that the summer rain was warm, and the downpours are heavy.

The initial experience was when my wife and I were driving up the driveway in the car and she remembered that she had left the pickup's driver's door window open. Instead of racing into the house, finding an umbrella, and then going to close the window, I took the direct approach.

I just got out of the car and ran to the truck and closed the window. In seconds, I was soaked to the skin and took my time walking back to the house. I entered porch and my wife met me with a towel. I stripped to the skin and dried myself off before entering the house.

The next thunderstorm was impressive with the fireworks lighting up the sky and the clouds opened a deluge. It was just after dark when I saw the in-ground pool was nearing the point of overflowing. It seem practical and I simply stepped out into the storm bare-assed naked.

Setting the system to pump out the waste water took but a minute, and in that time I was soaked. While the pump worked and the water level slowly fell, I was reveling in the feeling of the warm rain beating on my body.

The water dripped off my short hair and ran down my arms, my chest and back, and off my semi-hard cock. Standing there in the dark with the rain soaking me brought back all those dreams of being naked in the rain. If anything, the real thing was even better than the dreams.

I knew that no one would be out in the heavy downpour, but standing in the dim light I could imagine unseen eyes making out a naked man with his arms outstretched in pleasure and joy. While I expect that few would want to see such a sight, the exhibitionist in me imagined eyes that lingered on my naked form.

The sensations of the rain along with the exhibitionist thoughts that flowed through my mind combined to cause my cock to swell. I didn't become fully erect, just thickened and jutting straight out from my body. My cock bobbed and swung with every step, and it was with a bit of disappointment when the pool level was lowered and I had to turn off the pump.

I went into the porch and dried myself before entering the house. My wife saw my semi-erect member and smiled. She proceeded to shed her clothes and as she did, my cock stood up and took notice.

I sat on the couch and pulled her to me. My lips found her full breasts and my tongue circled her nipples before my mouth engulfed them, one after the other. Her body pushed closed to mine and she lowered herself onto my waiting cock.

The feeling was exquisite as the head of my cock slipped between her lips. Her warm, moist tunnel of love sank onto my rigid member. Her juices lubricated me, first my helmet and then my shaft as she welcomed me into herself.

She lifted herself and as she lowered herself again, my hips thrust up into her. Our rhythm matched and in just moments, she moaned as her first wave of pleasure raced through her body. We sped up and soon her entire body tensed, and she writhed on my manhood as she cried out in passion. That was all I could take, and my balls tightened, and I flooded her womb with my hot cum.

That night was an incentive for being nude in the rain for me, unfortunately, timing during the next storm prevented me from repeating the experience. A year went by without a storm passing by without visitors or situations where I didn't dare strip down.

Then our friends Linda and George came over for dinner to celebrate George's birthday. As we finished dinner, the storm let loose, and it started to pour. The power flickered so we left the TV off. The conversation drifted into calendars after Linda gave George a calendar which featured scantily-clad women.

My wife announced that she could do better and disappeared into our bedroom. She reentered the room carrying the calendar that I had made for her. She set it down in front of Linda and George and started turning pages. Each page had a nude black and white picture of me outdoors.

George muttered that his calendar was more interesting, but Linda was obviously enjoying the opportunity to make comments on the artistic quality of each picture. After a bit, the beating rain caused me to consider the water level in the pool as I didn't want to risk overflowing the pool.

I excused myself and went to the bedroom where I stripped and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around my waist I returned to the living room and elicited a couple of comments from each of the women. I went out on the porch and leaving the towel undercover I walked out to check the water level in the pool.

Finding it near the top, I set the controls for wastewater and started the pump. I went back to the pool's edge to watch the water level.

The wind wasn't too strong, and the rain drenched me with warm water. I spread my arms and just enjoyed the raw force of nature. I felt my cock go from flaccid to semi-hard as the rain and breeze caressed my body.

I heard the screen door open, and I turned to see Linda walking toward me in her birthday suit. She had breasts that had lost some of their fullness but had nipples that stood out. She had a roll around her middle, and spectacular legs. I looked her up and down for I enjoyed seeing her naked.

The screen door banged again as my wife and George both followed Linda out into the stormy night. The sight of my three favorite people joining me in the downpour invigorated me. I realized that three sets of eyes were looking at me in a raging deluge.

My cock started to grow and giggles for Linda and my wife didn't help any. There are moments where I wonder why I have exhibitionist tendencies. In moments, I was standing in front of the love of my life and our friends with a raging hard-on dripping with warm rain water.

After a few awkward moments, I checked the water level in the pool and seeing it near the minimum, walked to the controls with my rigid cock swaying with each step. I turned off the pump and headed for the porch.

The others followed and as I dried myself, Linda commented that I had a nice cock. My wife agreed with her and reminded all that it was hers alone to play with.

We returned to the living room and sat down still naked. No sooner had we plopped down than the lights flickered and then went dark. I commented into the dark that it seems we timed that right.

Then I felt a hand on my cock as a warm body snuggled up to my side. I felt my wife's breast with my hand and caressed it. She started stroking my cock in the dark and I moaned a yes so softly.

In the pitch blackness, my world became her hand stroking my cock and my hand caressing her breasts. My hand dropped to my wife's pussy. My fingers explored her womanhood and soon her juices were flowing like the deluge outside. My body tensed as her hand stimulated my cock from its base to the pre-cum oozing from its top. My fingers lashed her pussy and clit and as one we groaned and came. She shuddered and then relaxed, and her hand milked every drop of cum from my cock.

Sitting back on the couch we were treated to similar sounds from the other couch. My wife and I giggled when we heard the unmistakable sounds of orgasm. We just relaxed for a few minutes and then the lights came back on with a click, revealing four satiated senior citizens.