Just when I was about to achieve my orgasm, the very thing I dreaded happened. It started to rain. And not a slight drizzle, but a serious downpour. I was soaking wet in barely a second, my hair matting down. Even worse, I was colder than ever, and the ice shower ended up making me lose my climax.
“Oh come on.” I found myself saying, as I desperately tried to finish myself off. My hand was rubbing like I was never gonna get to cum again, but it only kept me horny. The rain was deafening, the sound of my fingering became silent by comparison.
I realized I wasn’t going to be able to do it. I just couldn’t stimulate myself fast enough. I was about to give up, when I remembered one of the few thing I had with me.
I quickly turned over, opening my bag. I ignored the fact that I was basically ruining all the supplies inside, all I wanted was the one thing I knew wouldn’t be bothered by the wetness, proven by my own squirting: my vibrator.
I found it, the silver sex toy seemed to be glowing in my eyes. I pulled it out, and flicked the device on. The feeling in my hand was enough to tell me that it would be enough to get me off. I quickly lowered it down, and gently pressed it to my outer folds.
The sudden rush of pleasure made me gasp, and only a second later I plunged it inside of me, clenching my vaginal muscles to feel the vibrations as clearly as I could. Whether it was just that much stronger, or that I’d grown used to the freezing rain, the vibe pushed me over the edge in no time. It wasn’t obvious because of the rain, but I squirted harder than I had in a while, my eyes closing as I rode out my climax.
