Lightning forks blindingly across the sky in unison with a deafening boom of thunder, sheets of rain beat against the glass of the sliding door....all that stands between me and the elements. My nipples harden to tiny diamond points as they brush lightly against the cold glass and I move closer. Another volley of light and sound sends my pulse racing faster, my quickened breath fogging the glass. I know that even with the room behind me darkened I would be visible in the flashes of light, a pale naked figure with breasts and palms pressed to the glass. I whimper softly, aching to feel the rain beating against me, the wind pushing at me like a determined lover....and then I feel her hands on my hips....sliding around to find me hot and wet and eager.
"Open for me." she says in a low voice...I open like a flowering bud. Her fingers slide deeper and bring a moan from my lips. She raises a hand to cup my breast, fingers tweaking and pulling my nipples until they burn. I start to turn, but she presses her body against my back keeping me in place. "Don't move, keep your hands on the glass."
Her hands work their magic, turning me into a mewling needful creature, pushing me to the very edge. Her lips brush against my ear, her breath hot as she speaks the words I have been longing to hear....
"Cum now....cum for your Storm..."
