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I awoke and felt strange. Complete in a way. I mean I have had sex several times, four different cocks inside me and been with two girls. None of it had felt wrong, apart from John, but none of it had felt like last night. I had gone up to bed before mum got home and I didn't hear if they had sex last night, as I often did when mum had been out. Perhaps I had drained dad? But I did hear them this morning. I was just lying in bed dozing, and I heard it, the slap sounds, the grunts and the gasps. Another dot on my calendar then.
After dad had gone I went down. "Morning love," mum said, "hope we didn't disturb you earlier."
I knew what she meant. "No, not really mum. I think I will just have cereal this morning."
"Okay love, I am sure I don't know what has gotten into your dad these days." I said nothing, but one thing I did know, I knew what, or rather who, my dad had gotten into last night.
Jase sent me a text. 'raining' was all it said.
'tis' I texted back with a rain emoji.
'still fancy what we said?'
'K' Why not?
'1h at gate'
'K' So I had an hour to get there.
I needed to shower and make sure there was nothing inside me, no remnants of my dad. And then I needed to get a change of dry clothes to put in my bag for after, we were definitely going to get wet. Summer rains were usually so warm and I really didn't mind going out in them and getting a bit wet. This was going to be different, this time we were going to get a lot wet.
Jase was already at the gate when I got there, his big umbrella sheltering him from most of the rain. Mine was just a small handbag type and didn't really do much to keep the rain off my coat. Jase ducked and gave me a kiss. "Morning lover," he said as I embraced him back.
"Mm, morning to you too." I said. Was he, my lover? Or was that Ash or Bren? Or was it my dad, or was my dad just a fucker? I didn't know and I was a bit confused about it all. I tried to keep Jase in a compartment all his own. He was real, he was boyfriend. Ash and Bren, not sure, they were, perhaps, distractions. I did not want to be classed as gay and have a full-blown girlfriend relationship, no, I liked boys too much for that. Perhaps I should not have let things get as far as I did with them. And then there was dad. Dad was naughty, dad was forbidden, dad was taboo, dad was wrong in every sense of things. There could be no valid excuse. But God it had felt so good.
We kept under our umbrellas as we walked the path, only putting them down as we walked off path to our favourite clearing under the tree. "I have a small tarp for the ground," Jase said, pulling it out of his backpack. We were partially sheltered under the tree but everywhere was still really wet. I pulled my skirt down from under my coat, I hadn't put panties on, they were in my bag with my dry clothes, took my coat off and hung it on a broken branch on the tree, trying to keep the inside dry, and pulled my top off quickly putting it into my bag to keep dry.
Raindrops were now landing on me, it was like a poor pathetic shower, not warm enough, but also not cold. I turned to Jase and he was also naked, "quick, lets get down before the tarp gets all wet under neath us," he said.
"I thought we were going to lay naked on the grass," I said.
"Oh? We can if you want."
"Yeah, we would be better putting our bags under the tarp to keep them dry." I stepped off the tarp, the grass was wet and tickled between my toes. Jase pulled the tarp up and draped it over our bags. I say down, oh, that was odd, the grass was tall between my thighs and was touching my fanny, a very odd sensation.
Jase turned and embraced me and pushed me back to lay down.
Oh that was strange, the wet grass on my back felt very odd and raindrops were landing where I wasn't covered by Jase. One landed right on my left nipple and made me jump. Jase kissed me, laying partially on to my side, covering some of me, but not my fanny or my left leg. It seemed that the rain had gotten heavier, but then so had Jase's touches. The raindrops were like little electric charges going off on half of my body, Jase drew patterns in the rain on my skin and his hand moved ever closer to my crotch.
I felt down and grasped his cock, he was hard and ready, and I pulled him on top of me, his cock sliding up my valley. I moved his cock to my entrance and sort of jiggled him inside me, oooh, that was nice. His nice hard meaty cock slowly penetrated my sex and then he was fully inside me. This was like my dad, I felt I was being stretched and re-arranged inside. I tried to banish all comparisons with my dad and concentrated on the feeling of my boyfriend as he rose and fell on me, his cock filling and almost leaving me, the feeling of being full and then the voids. I had almost forgotten the rain as I enjoyed the feel of him inside me, and then a big drop landed on my eye and the reality of where we were came home.
"Oh god yes, Jase, don't hold back," I needed it hard and I needed it deep and fast.
I didn't want general gentle love making, I wanted to be shagged like an animal, naked in the rain in the woods.
"I don't think I can last," Jase gasped, his shagging harder than he had ever done before, I knew I was about to cum and I felt my fanny contract around his cock, squeezing him tightly as he shagged me, and as he thrust hard into me, his cock spurting deep inside me, I boiled over and clamped harder than I ever clamped before and we both cried out in our ecstasy as we came together, the rain now torrential, soaking us both, and I didn't care. The moment was what mattered, not the rain.
"Oh fuck Nat," Jase said.
"I think we needed that, to have a full release, where no one can see us or hear us, to let ourselves go. Well, I know I did." I just hope he agreed.
Jase pulled me tightly into his arms, "that was a bit animal," he said, "but you are right, I could never relax like that at home in case mum came home, or even out here on dry days when we know a walker could hear us. Yes."
The rain didn't matter, we lay there already wet, there was no hurry, there was no need to get dressed yet, our clothes would have just gotten wet.
"I have to tell you something." Jase said. "Only I am not sure if I should."
"Okay, go on then."
"It is about my mum."
"Oh it is not sexual is it?"
