The night was stormy. The lightning flashing across the sky like dancers in the the night. The rain poubding of the roof matching the the beating of my heart. The fear in me that it may become worse.
Standing by the window watching the actual beauty of it but afraid of the danger sent an almost eroctic feeling through me. The feelings warring against each other. How to find peace of mind and body on a night like this. Being alone and knowing that my fears may take over my mind. But I could not draw myself away from the sight before me.
Listening to the thunder roar, vibrating the house, I did not hear my bedroom door open. Nor did I sense a presence in the room. Not knowing that standing in front of the window that every time hte lighting flashed across the starlite heavens, the gown that I was wearing became transparent ant showed the outline of my body beneath it.He stood there watching me. Wondering what was going through my mind as I looked outside. The silhouette of my breasts becoming more salient with each lightining strike as my body grew more excited witnessing it. There was just something about a thunder storm the created an eroctic fervor. Slowly he walked into the room. Never once making a sound to let me know that he was there. It wasn't until I felt a hand gliding up my thigh that I realized someone was behind me. Then I smelt the essence that only he could radiate. The mixed aroma of sweat, cologne, magnetism, and sexuality.
Still standing behind me, his hand slowly proceeded up my thigh to the edge of my panties. SLowly outlining the edge of them , causing shivers to run down my spine. Taking his rough but gentle hands and sliding it forward to a sensuous area that longed for his touch. Arching my back so that he could have better access, he took his other work roughened hand and slowly began to rub my nipple causing me to take a deep quicken breath.
Never taking my eyes off the scene of the storm outside my window, I felt his hands keep tempo to the happenings of the storm. Reaching futher into my panties to a secret place that was now teeming with want, , he inserted a finger inside me. Never had my body reacted to violently. The storm from outside was now entering the very soul of my being.
Faster and harder did his finger move within me, his thumb now rubbing against my clit with an inclemency that was sure to send me over the edge. Throwing my head back to lay on his shoulder, he took his wet tongue and lips and started to lick and nip at my neck. Knowing just the right places that would bring me to my knees.
As the storm reached its cresendo, so did I. Both inside and out, the climax had finally been reached. Leaving everything wet and steamy. Still standing at the window with weakened legs, pounding heart and heavy breathing, he turned and walked out the door.
Till this moment I wonder who the stranger was that came into my life and gave me such pleasure that makes me want for more.
