The Storm Raged

Reaching to the dark silhouette you touch the warm skin of her neck, hooking your fingers around the back of her neck you pull her in to you. Your other hand slides around her slender waist as her arms embrace you, you jacket slides off her shoulders. You kiss deeply, hungrily. She is soft and warm to the touch. When your lips eventually part you let out a long sigh of relieved contentment. You were like a junkie who was finally about to get a fix. Her smell, her taste, her feel, everything. You finally had your Elsie again.

You were both absolutely quiet, as if this moment was a fragile thing that might be broken by speech. There was nothing to say anyways. You both understood what was happening here. Words weren't needed anymore. The roar of the rain and thunder provided the background. The occasional flash of lightning allowing you precious glimpses of her.

Reaching behind her your find the zipper to her dress and begin pulling it down. It is her turn to let out a trembling sigh. She reaches her hand in under your shirt, running her hands up your abdomen and chest. It is cramped, it is awkward, it is uncomfortable, it is heaven. Eventually you find yourselves in the back seat mostly naked. Through it all you keep constant physical contact, as if you might lose one another if you let go for even a second.

You were pressed into each other as you made out, your hardons rubbing together. In your love mad mind you found yourself regretting that you didn't have a pussy for her to fuck, in your love mad mind you felt like you were the mutant because you knew in your heart that she was perfection itself. As you kissed and petted you feel her begin clutching at you, pulling your hips toward her, driving herself up toward you, opening up for you. Elsie wanted you bad!

You knew Elsie had immediately gone on the pill after last week so you didn't worry about protection. You grab your cock and position for entry, in the cramped confines of the car everything was difficult and awkward. As you push in to her wet and ready slit you both moan as a clap of thunder shakes the car.

Your bodies are close together as you begin fucking her. With your right hand you hold her long thick shaft against your stomach, with each thrust into her your sweaty stomach and hand slide up and down her member. She is letting out light feminine sounds of sexual excitement. She claws at your back and buttocks as she kisses and sucks your neck and shoulders.

You are cramping, your left ankle is at a distressing angle, Elsie is having trouble getting into a comfortable position, but through it all you continue your lovemaking. With your left hand you manage to bring it up to squeeze El's breast, your thumb playing across the nipple. It was almost perfectly dark, without your sight your other senses are heightened. Every touch, every musky odor, the taste of her kisses, it all brands itself into your memory.

You could sense Elsie's building climax and you knew yours wasn't far behind. You feel the slick hot precum ooze from her as you continued to work her cock between your hand and abdomen. She lets loose with a cry of passion, punctuated by the flash of lightning. For an instant you see a snapshot of her face, eyes closed in ecstasy as she cums. She climaxes in both ways at once, first you feel her clench up around your thrusting manhood and it is immediately followed by an explosion of jizz between you. The sticky wad shoots up and hits you both in chin and face. As she continue to pump her prodigious load onto her chest and stomach you go over the edge yourself. With a growling roar you let loose your own seed into her wet clinching pussy.

You hold each other tight in your shared sensuous rapture.

As the feeling subsides and the warm afterglow settles into your muscles and soul you lie tangled together, sweaty and stinky and sticky and happier than you'd ever been.

"Ohhhh Jesse...." She sighs.

Acting on impulse you fling a door open and step out into the howling raging storm. The cool rain batters and cleans your hot naked flesh. You hold your arms wide and face into the wind, inviting the tempest to do its worst. Elsie laughs and follows suit.

Jumping out of the car she yells over the storm. "You're crazy Jesse Bailey! And I love you for it!"

You laugh together and stand against the wind and the rain. The two of you standing together and facing the worst the storm had to offer. You laugh and play and dance in defiance of its power. You grab her about the waist and bring her into you, your wet clean bodies pressing close as you give her a deep hard kiss.

You are two giggling fools as you eventually retreat into the back seat once more. The laughs soon subside as you settle in against one another, her head on your shoulder. It is quiet, the weather outside finally beginning to subside. You just hold one another in the knowledge that an unbreakable bond had been forged in the storm that night. Family, friends, society, and so much more would be trying to stand between you, trying to **** you apart.

It was now you and Elsie against the world, and you wouldn't have it any other way.