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A Storms-a-cumming!

7/16/2017

After a long week of constantly running around working, it is Sunday, and all I wanted to do was ride my Harley. My favorite Mother, Mother Nature, had other plans. Storms all day.

So what to do on a day like this. Fuck. Since all of my fuck buddies are gone, I took it upon myself to go down to the beach and just watch the storms come across Lake Michigan. Next to fucking, watching a storm is almost as exhilarating as a good pounding.

I go to my favorite spot and back up to the edge. Put the tailgate down, spread out a blanket, and sit there watching it come.

I was there for about 5 minutes when another truck pulled in. I looked over and to my surprise (there aren't many sexy looking men here), a dark haired stranger was looking back at me. We locked eyes for a moment, and I quickly looked away. Last time I did that, I ended up in a 10 year relationship, and then a divorce.

I was content just sitting there, drinking a mountain dew, and watching the storm. I had made peace with the fact I would not be fucking today.

Next thing I know, the stranger was standing right in front of me. His eyes looking into mine. His body was so close, I could smell him, and oh man what a body it was. He was wearing a polo shirt and long shorts and flip flops. He was a little tan, and had curly brown hair, about down to his shoulders. I could feel my body starting to react, and I knew I was in trouble. Even though the storm was almost on land, I couldn't hear anything except the beating in my chest.

"Mind if I join you?", he asked. I told him it would be my pleasure, and he climbed up into my truck. He was so stinking cute, all I could think about were naughty things he could do to me. I was leaning back with my legs dangling off the tailgate, and he was too. He put his hand over mine as we chatted about random things.

About 10 minutes later, rain started to fall; soft at first and then a full on down pour. We grabbed the blanket and ran into my truck. The windows started to fog instantly, and we were drenched, and I'm sure he could tell how cold I was by the way my nipples were inside my shirt. He moved closer and whispered into my ear. "Wanna climb in back? I can help you get out of those wet clothes, and I know a great way to warm you up." The feel of his breath in my ear threw me over the edge. I climbed right over the seat into the back. The windows were all fogged up so we were safe from watchers (which wouldn't have been a bad thing).

Once in the back, he began unbuttoning my shirt, making sure to let his fingers brush against my tits as he went down. My pussy was already wet, but I could tell by the way it felt with the cold panties I was going to be very satisfied, very soon.

He made his way down to my jean shorts, and I was lifting his shirt over his head. His hair was wet, and it made the curls even curlier. All I wanted to do was pull his hair as he drove his cock deep inside of me. I couldn't stand it! I wanted him now.

Once we were both naked, he made me roll over and get on my hands and knees. He put my hands up on the back window, spread my legs, and then mounted me, diving deep inside me as I screamed in joy. He rode me softly at first, but with each clap of thunder, he got more intense. He felt like a jack hammer as he rode me hard and fast. Just as he was about to cum, he sat down on the seat, and let me climb up on his rock, hard cock. Perfect I thought. I will cum so hard, it will flood the whole truck. It didn’t take long, and I was cumming in waves. When I was done, he made me lay face down, ass up on the seat. He then slid his cock into my ass, and pumped me until I squirted all over everything.

As I screamed in pleasure, he did too, and then we both layed down; our hearts racing. He looked right into my eyes and said, “That was some storm.” “Yes, it was.” I said. “I wish I had more storms like that.” “That could be arranged”, he said, as he gave me a kiss.

When we had caught our breath, we opened the door to climb out of the truck. The storm had passed and there was a rainbow right above us. We went and sat back on the tailgate and watched as the next round made its way across the water knowing what would be next. My pussy was still swollen, and I wanted more. I would get as much out of him as I could before we had to separate. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me again.

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that is the way to ride out a storm

7/16/2017

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Fantastic hope you write more x

7/17/2017

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every make it up Ludington way??

7/17/2017

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Outdoors, thunderstorm, naked bodies and endless fucking, what a time.

7/17/2017

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Reminds me of my younger years when great storms crossed my path. In the moment, Excellent

7/17/2017

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Riders of the storm

7/17/2017

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I'm so horny I could whip it out in my office and stroke myself.

7/31/2017