My fantasy...
The humid Florida air weighs heavily in the last moments of daylight. The moisture clings to my skin. I welcome the warm breeze as it blows across my arms, tickling the tiny hairs and relieving the clammy sensation. I watch as the last sliver of the blazing sunset disappears behind a wall of dark, menacing clouds lurking over the frothy ocean waves. I smooth the back of my denim skirt as I lean back on the hood of the car. The coolness feels nice on the back of my thighs.
The loud slam of the car door startles me. T walks to the front of the car and joins me. He looks handsome in his baby blue polo and khaki shorts. We sit in silence, arms touching, watching as the ocean and the sky merge to black. The breeze carries the salty air inland. I close my eyes and breathe in deeply. I feel a small drop on my cheek.
The warmth of T's hand on my thigh causes me to open my eyes. I turn to look at him. The light from a nearby streetlamp is reflecting off his shiny, black hair. He leans in and leaves a warm, lingering kiss on my lips. His scent envelops me and I feel my heart beat a little faster. When he pulls away, I feel several more drops on my face.
T stands up and positions himself so he is straddling my legs. I reach up and run both hands inside his shirt. His skin is hot to the touch. As I run my hands up to his chest, I can feel his heart beating quickly too. He leans down until our faces are within inches and I can feel his warm breath on my cheek. He puts a hand on each of my shoulders and gently pushes me back so I am lying on the hood of the car. I can feel the coolness through my thin t-shirt. As I lean my head back, I can feel the rain begin to sprinkle down.
I watch as T slowly unbuckles his belt. The warmth between my legs starts to radiate. He leans down and kisses me, this time harder and more intensely. I grab the waist of his jeans and pull him down on top of me. I can feel him grow harder against my leg. With one hand propping him up on the hood, he runs the other up my skirt. I can almost feel him harden even more when his hands touches my bare skin, realizing I'm not wearing any panties. T stands up and hastily pushes my skirt up. He grabs my thighs and pushes them far apart. The warm air blows between my legs making me throb. The rain starts to fall harder, slightly stinging as it hits my face. I close my eyes and feel T position himself between my legs. Within moments, I can feel his smooth, hot tip teasing my inner thighs. I open my eyes and look at him pleadingly, wanting more.
The rain starts to soak through our clothes. T peels off his shirt and throws it to the ground. I pull my skirt up even higher, giving him a full view of my naked lower body. I can feel the rain dripping down my inner thighs, mixing with my own wetness. T braces himself on my legs and plunges into me without warning. I cry out both from surprise and delight.
The rain has completely soaked us both. I watch as drops slide down the bridge of T's nose, dropping off the tip. The streetlight makes everything glisten in its luminance; his drenched hair, his slick shaft moving in and out, our wet skin. To keep from slipping on the wet hood, I grip T's forearms as he slams into me time and time again. I dig my fingers into his slippery skin as I feel myself clench around him. Within moments, I feel him start to pulsate inside me. Both of us start to cry out, unable to control the spasms emanating from our bodies. T collapses on top of me. I close my eyes and lean my head back, listening to the rain patter, enjoying it as it sprinkles my fiery skin.
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