Rain.

It fell hard.

It was unrelenting.

It was ruining everybody’s plans.

Cal stared out through the living room window, gently brushing the thick curtains off to one side. They had planned to revisit the lake that day. He had hoped to rent a boat and take Silvia for a private tour. There were small beaches to see, people on jet skis to watch, and the sun to keep them warm and dry, not to mention providing a nice suntan before the onset of autumn. However, nature had decided to play a cruel trick on the sun worshipers and instead filled the atmosphere with dark, angry clouds. The rain had begun to fall shortly before sunup, and the weatherman on the television giggled as he relayed the news- No sun for at least the following twenty four hours.

Plans of boating were officially squashed.

As he watched the sheets of rain descend from the clouds, he felt a warm body press against his back. Soft arm snaked across his chest, and warm breath flowed against his neck. He held Silvia’s arm and closed his eyes as her tongue began to dart against his skin, just beneath his ear.

“It looks like we’re staying home, lover,” she whispered into his ear.

“Yeah, it does,” he forced himself to admit with a sigh. “There go our plans for the day.”

“We can find something else to do,” she suggested as she snuggled tightly against his back. She could feel the warmth of his body through his tee shirt and her tank top, warming her taunt belly and firm breasts.

“I think a walk in the park is out of the question,” he replied as the droplets of water began to pound against the glass as though it was being rinsed off with a powerful garden hose. He could barely see the house across the street at that point. “So is a bar-b-queue.”

Behind them, the television began to flicker. The image on the screen began to freeze and in a few seconds it went completely blue. A small information box in the lower corner informed them that the satellite feed had been disrupted and the satellite box was searching for the lost signal.

“Well” he offered, “so much for that.”

“Will it be out for long?”

He shook his head as he turned to face her, wrapping his arms about her waist. “No, it usually comes back on as soon as the thick cloud…”

He was interrupted by a deafening blast from outside the house. A streak of lightning had struck nearby with enough force to rattle every window in the house, as well as items sitting on the shelves. Silvia jumped with fright, tightening her grip around Cal ’s body. An instant later all the lights in the house turned dark as they lost power.

“I guess we’re not going to watch any DVD’s either,” he pointed out.

“Does it happen very often?” she asked, referring to the sudden and unexpected loss of electricity.

He shook his head as he held her tightly against his body. She was warm and soft in all the right places, making concentration difficult to maintain. “No,” he finally replied as the rain began to fall harder, nearly deafening them both. “Maybe twice in the past three years.”

“What do you do in that case?”

He shrugged his shoulders. The town he lived in was very small. Most of the time he enjoyed that particular distinction. The neighborhood was quiet, and the people were very friendly. However, that also meant there was little to do for entertainment. Although there were a few restaurants in town, there were no movie theatres, no bars, and nothing else to pass the time away. There were hiking trails and lakes in their place, but on such a day, those natural pleasures were out of the question.

“I guess we just watch the rain fall,” he offered.

She slowly released her grip about his body and stared out through the large window in the front of the room. Although quite sizable, the roof above the porch provided a large amount of shade, even when they sky was filled with dark rain clouds. She could see out, yet nobody could see inside. Not unless the lights were blazing in the living room. At the moment, without electricity, that was not an issue.

Giving him a rather naughty smile over her shoulder, she approached the large couch beneath the window. She placed her knees upon the cushion and her hands over the back of the piece of furniture and leaned toward the window. If anybody had been driving or walking by in the storm, they would barely be even able to see her face through the glass, across the deep front yard.

Once she was comfortable, she looked over her shoulder and gave Cal a seductive wink. She slowly rotated her hips from side to side, occasionally arching her back with her eyes closed. Cal watched the titillating display in silence as he enjoyed he spectacle. Her hips were mesmerizing; her smile enticing. His manhood began to stiffen against the confines of his trousers.

“Well?” she cooed. Her hand found its way between her soft breasts and slithered upward until she grabbed the collar of her thin tee shirt and gently tugged it downward, freeing the tops of her magnificent mounds.

Cal stepped over to the couch and stood directly behind her. Her ass swayed slowly from side to side, and he reached forward, placing a hand on each cheek. He squeezed gently but firmly, and was rewarded by the sounds of her satisfaction making their way from between her pouted lips.

He gently massaged her luscious buttocks, alternating between squeezing them and pressing them together at the crack. She moaned with delight at the feel of his strong hands, her head slowly swaying from side to side. Her breath began to deepen with anticipation, and a drop of wetness leisurely flowed from between her lips.

“Uhm,” she moaned, enjoying the sensation.

Cal slowly reached forward, keeping pressure on her body, as he made his way up past the waist of her shorts. His hands made their was to the bottom on her thin shirt and he wrapped his fingers into the cloth, still making his way upward, dragging the cloth across her back. When he made his way to her shoulders, she ducker her head and pulled her arms back, allowing the article of clothing to slide away from her body.

Now her skin was bare. He leaned forward and planted a kiss of her soft, warm expose skin. His hands fell to the side and quickly found her mounds of soft flesh. As she sighed out loud, he began to massage these as he had done with her buttocks, caressing and squeezing with care. His hands were as warm as her body, and her flesh glided between his fingers in a wonderful manner that seemed to send currents of electricity through her body.

In what seemed to be delightful hours, his hands eventually made their way to the center of her breasts, falling upon her taunt, excited nipples. He took each one between his fingers and gently rolled and tugged, making them even more excited. She lowered her head and moaned as her body began to shudder from the excitement. “You’re making me wet,” she somehow found the strength to utter.

He leaned against her back with his now-exposed chest, his own shirt discarded and dropped to the floor. He ran the small hairs of his chest across her skin, causing her to shudder even harder. “Should I stop?” he gently whispered into her ear.

“No,” she gasped. “More.”

Cal did as he was told. He rolled her hard nipples between the tips of his fingers, applying just enough pressure to squeeze ever so slightly. Each time he did, she gasped as her body undulated, her hips gyrating ever so slightly. She could feel the dampness rise between her clamped thighs and wave after wave of ecstasy flooded her body.

“I want it,” she gasped as her nipples puckered into pink diamonds of flesh. “Give it to me now!”

Cal gave each nipple one final squeeze. She softly cried out with desire, and when he released, he hooked his fingers into the waist of her shorts. She raised her knees from the cushion and allowed the article of clothing to drop away. Even before they hit the floor, he had hooked his fingers to his own shorts and pulled them from his body.

Now both were naked and free. He looked down at the white globes before him. They were soft and perfect and caused him member to pulse with desire. His hands slid up her back once more, following the gentle curve of her spine, as he lowered his head. His lips fell upon the flesh of her body and he offered a gentle kiss, causing her to gasp. Knowing she enjoyed it so, he began to kiss and lick across her globes, from side to side, from top to bottom, and before too long his tongue slipped into the delicate crack between the cheeks.

“Oh, my ass!” she hissed as her eyes fluttered closed. Her head rolled to the side as a delighted smile spread across her glistening lips. Bracing her weight on one hand, she slid the other from the top of the couch and across her thin, silky neck before finally making her way to her heaving breasts. She found her nipple and gently squeezed it between her fingers, knowing just how much pressure to apply to bring her as much delight as possible. She moaned loudly now, throwing her head back as her breath began to grow deeper.

Cal slowly licked up and down, dangerously close to her hole, before returning to the top of her split once again. As he made his way north across her silky flesh, he reached forward and his fingers grazed along her taunt stomach. As she gasped loudly, his hand followed the lines of her belly toward her hips until he found the silky-smooth curls just above her womanhood. He slipped his fingers across her mound with a gentle touch until the tips fell upon the hard nub, just above her silky folds.

Silvia gasped at his touch. Her legs parted in anticipation as she continued to wring her hard nipple and massage her areola. She began to drip as lust and desire flowed through her body, culminating at the opening of her desire. She shuddered as his finger caressed her clitoris, twirling about in small, damp circles, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

As his hand grew damp with her yearnings, he pressed his face into her crack once more, guided by his wet, dedicated tongue. He extended it as far as his mouth could allow him and drew a wet line as deep between her mounds as he could.

He continued tracing a line of saliva until he finally reached his goal, puckered and ready. As he spread her folds and slipped a finger inside of her body, his tongue darted out and gently touched her tight opening. He tickled the surrounding area, pressing gently with his tip, coaxing it to relax and accept his tongue. Little by little, encouraged by the pleasure of her womanhood, the orifice pulsed before finally spreading, allowing him access to her forbidden treasure.

Silvia shuddered as his tongue tickled her hole, her eyes rolling up until they closed, allowing her full concentration on his oral assault.

Her lips trembled with yearning and she exhaled long and deep in great expectation of what was to happen next.

Her anticipation was quickly met as his tongue slowly slid past her opening. She cried out softly, her body shuddering, and he tickled the sensitive nerve endings of her sphincter and slid past, thrusting into her cavity. His tongue delved as deeply as he could force it, twirling about inside her ass. He grabbed her ass cheeks and held them tightly to his face. His tongue slowly retracted, caressing the rim with agonizing enchantment, until it reached the point where it was nearly outside of her body, leaving just the tip inside. Her hole closed as she moaned again, and he thrust his way back inside, faster this time, penetrating the depths of her body.

“Oh,” she gasped. She twisted her neck, focusing her eyes upon her ass, his head, and what she was experiencing. She reached back and intertwined her fingers in his dark hair, pulling his against her body. “Yeah, baby,” she moaned. “Fuck my ass with your mouth!”

Cal was eager to oblige. His tongue darted in and out, raking across her sensitive hole, before delving into the depths where no other had before been. He widened his tongue as much as possible, making sure she could feel just how deep he was penetrating. In and out he went, tens, perhaps dozens of times, licking and thrusting, as she moaned and cried out.

“Fuck me, baby,” flowed from between her glistening red lips as just a hint of ecstasy fueled drool flowed from her sexually enticing mouth, the mouth he had penetrated many times with his engorged manhood several times over the past few days. She released her grasp on his head, and, recalling those moments as the fever of passion ignited the fires in her body, she slipped her hand back up to her wanting orifice. She traced a line about her full lips and, as he thrust his tongue deep inside her anus, she sucked feverously on her own fingers, imaging his hard cock thrusting in and out of her mouth again, building up the point where we would flood her oral cavity with his warm sperm. Her juices began to flow from her enflamed cunt as he imagined herself being fucked from both ends.

Cal slowly removed his lips from her hole, gliding along her cheek as he left a glistening trail of saliva to mark his territory. He traced the line back up the center of her spine as she continued to suck her wet fingers, imagining his engorged member deep between her teeth. His stomach slowly slid across her full globes, and his pubic hairs tickled her sensitive crack. Only when his hardened shaft slide in between her lower cleavage did he stop, and his hands reached around her ribs to hold her gently against his flesh. Without another word, his pulsing cock found the slipperiness of her womanhood, and he slipped between the wet, soft folds with a gentle gasp from himself, and an excited sigh from her.

She pushed back as she arched her back, impaling herself on his member. He slid in easily, experiencing just enough resistance to feel snug and comfortable. She squeezed his shaft tightly and held him tightly until he withdrew, but only to the tip, before thrusting back inside her warm body, all the way to his hairs and sack. She tossed her head from side to side, squeezing him tightly, refusing to release. Her hips swayed from side to side as she explored the sensation within her walls and she milked his cock relentlessly, squeezing and drawing him within her cunt.

She gasped, calling his name in a whisper, as she grew increasingly wet and his cock grew harder within her womb. Her breath came in long, delightfully, deep breaths which seemed to allow him to burrow deeper with each one she took. She could feel the head of his cock deep inside her belly, and she did not want the sensation to ever end.

He leaned against her back with his cock deep inside her. His body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat, mixing with hers, and the juices brought up along her ass crack from her wet cunt. The tip of his tongue gently graved along the top of her ear, just the way she enjoyed it, and he whispered the little words she wanted desperately to hear; “Do you want my cock in your ass?”

She smiled seductively with her eyes closed. She slowly leaned forward, allowing his rod to slip out of her, and bent her elbows, lowering her body slightly more to the cushion of the couch. As she did, his cock rose along her crack.

Wet with her sweet juices, Cal placed the head of his dick against her tight hole. He pressed forward slowly, carefully. This was new and uncharted territory for both, and he knew he had to be gentle. The slickness teased her clenched opening, and she moaned loudly as her body shuddered with anticipation. It tickled slightly, but in a highly erotic way. It set her nerves afire with anticipation.

He looked down and watched as the head of his cock gently teased her hole. Her muscles gently pulsed, then began to relax at his touch. He could feel her orifice open slightly. He pressed a little harder, feeling just the very tip of his cock pass through the opening. He tilted his head back and opened his mouth to release a sigh as he enjoyed the beginning of the hollowness of her ass. He could hear her moan and gasp as well, and she immediately dropped her upper body, allowing her hips and ass to rise into the air.

“Yes,” she insisted breathlessly. Her muscles relaxed a little more as her fingers reached beneath her once more and found her hole, tickling the underside of his shaft with her nails. She pushed back and her hole immediately swallowed the head of his cock. She clenched down on it, holding it captive, absorbing the sensation, and the muscles in her sphincter began to pulse and quiver.

“Oh, God,” he insisted, slightly unprepared for her attack on his man-meat. His cock pulsed and he slowly slid forward, entering a little bit at a time, as she allowed him deeper access. He withdrew carefully just to the head, then slid inside once again. He continued his sexual assault on her ass until, finally, he was all the way inside, nothing left but his balls caressing her soaked lips. She tightened her sphincter around his shaft and milked it as hard as she could as he filled her cavity, thrust after delightful thrust.

This was a new sensation for her, and one she immediately came to enjoy. The feeling of his cock deep inside her ass was an unusual pleasure to her, and one she simply could not get enough of.

“Oh, baby,” she moaned in absolute delight. She nibbled at her lower lip as he slowly slid in an out of the one place a man had never entered before. She slowly reached beneath her sweating body as he thrust in and out from between her hardened cheeks. Her fingertips flowed across her flat stomach muscles to the patch of hair below her waistline, hesitating for a few glorious seconds to massage her sensitive lips, enflaming them to full sensitivity, before lowering even further. She quickly found the objective of her desire; her fingertips fell upon the small hairs of his man sack. She opened her hand and his balls fell into her palm. She began to massage gently, yet needful, as she followed the bottom of his rod back and forth to the opening of her ass.

Cal held her ass cheeks tightly in his hands as her kneading grew more intense, alternating between massaging and gentle tugging. His cock slid deeper into her body, all the way to his sack, and he held it there as it pulsed, racing with the beat of his heart. Each time it did, her opening squeezed in response, applying more pressure to both sexual areas. The sensation for him was rapturous; much more delightful than being jerked by her soft hands, and for her, it was so much more exciting than having his hard cock thrust in and out of her wet pussy. Both partners moaned as their bodies slapped together, the sweat from their desires flowing from their bodies like a soft rain.

“I’m gonna come,” softly escaped from her warm lips. She lowered her face into the soft cushions, breathing deeply, filling her lungs to capacity before allowing the air to escape. Her nipples were fully enflamed from rubbing across the cloth of the couch and burned like wild fire. The muscles in her toned thighs began to shake, and she knew she was about to reach the edge.

He shoved his hips forward as his cock began to burn with the fever of release. He thrust as deeply as he could as her fingers tightened about his sack, milking them for his seed. As her hole clamped about the base of his cock, he held his pelvis tightly against her cheeks. She cried out with desire. His cock released his ambrosia into her ass just as she released her own. It dripped from between her lips and coated the insides of her legs as she felt the hot juice blast from his shaft and coat the inner linings of her cavity, warming her insides with his desire.

She let out a deep, fulfilled gasp of air as her body began to relax from the strenuous labor, satisfied that her needs had been met. She could feel Cal ’s cock slowly deflate, still nestled inside of her, as he leaned forward, his hands on the couch on either side of her and his sweaty chest against her equally sweaty back. She felt a twinge akin to a mild electrical shock as his cock slowly began to retreat from her relaxing orifice, sliding across the sensitive nerve endings that had been ignored for far too long. Eventually, the tip of his cock slipped from her opening and dangled in a leisurely fashion against the folds of her sensitive womanhood, sending a fresh wave of excitement through her lower regions once more.

But both were too exhausted to begin anew. Their bodies were spent and drained. She rolled over, onto her back, and stared him deeply into his eyes. She wrapped her arms about his shoulders and gently pulled his body down onto hers. She felt his withering manhood fall upon her womanhood, not asking to enter, but to simply lay there as he lay upon her sensual body. Wrapping arms about each other, they lay there, awash by their recent activity, until they regained their strength and time ticked away.

After long moments of content, she smiled warmly. She kissed his neck with tenderness, her tongue grazing his skin. He nuzzled the base of her neck and kissed her gently, one at a time, until he reached the back of her ear. He took her lobe into his mouth and sucked tenderly, his tongue delicately designing swirls behind her lobe. “Was it what you expected?” he whispered softly.

She nodded her head several times. His movements across her body were causing her nipple to rise and harden again, and she fought to control herself. “I’m a little tender there now, but I liked it,” she whispered back. “I can’t wait to do it again.”

“Already?” he asked, caught somewhere between surprise and delight.

“No,” she replied. “We have other things to do. But before I leave.”