The Storm

Storms of fury roared through my open window, the deep groaning of the sky enticed my heart to pound harder. A sudden flood assaulted the ground, and the wind twisted mighty trees as if they were contortionists in a side show, when another roar of thunder ripped through the air and another burst of light leapt into my room – alone I lay with questions.
A whisper assailed my ears from beyond and a shadow appeared in the corner I was gripped in silent fear as the shadowy figure moved closer. I wanted to turn a light on, but none were in reach, so I froze my position hoping that whatever or whoever this was would just leave. Then, as if from some movie, I was able to see that this was no ordinary figure. She moved with a grace that can only be described as floating as a cloud across the sky. Closer and closer she came until she finally reached my bed. She gazed down at me smiling as a cat that just ate a canary and a million questions flooded my mind. She whispered to me and the words were not audible, but her actions began screaming as I felt the first rush of that first kiss. I lost control of everything and desire replaced my mind. She dropped her summer dress gently to the floor and drifted into my bed.
I took her face in my hands and kissed her with the deepest most passionate feelings I could muster. We both started to explore each others skin while the storm struck again. I kissed her neck and started to move down her shoulder all the while her hands were caressing my back and ass. I licked around her breasts and belly button being careful not to touch her nipples. I started to feel her breathing change so I rolled her on to her stomach so that I could kiss and massage her back and working my way slowly toward her beautiful butt. Deep groans and heavy breaths were emanating from this glorious shadow and as I worked my hands over her hips and she raised her self in hope that I would touch her more intimately. Finally it was too much to bear for either one of us.
She rolled me on my back and I thought it might be the same teasing game, but I was wrong. This beauty went right for the main course charging forward as a run away herd gently but firmly stroking my hardness with her hands and mouth. I was in full bloom, engorged beyond anything human. The tempest raged on. I felt the pressure building and I asked to go into her she shrugged off this request and kept right on, only turning herself around so that I could take her sweet wet fruit into my hungry mouth. She began to drive her and thrust her drenched vagina into my face as more thunder crashed and vibrated the room. I could take no more as I felt the rush of my lust beginning to end. She spilt no milk as the seeds of life erupted from the holding tanks deep within my molten core; with a flourishing scream I was relieved. The pulsations brought forth her own cries and wails of ecstasy, as a violent orgasm ripped through her body. Our bodies melted together while the fierce barrage of weather seemed to move its destructive path to new locations. A breath of wind blew out the candles and we drifted off to peaceful rest. As the morning sun began to kiss the horizon I awoke in solitary bliss, and the permanent memory of the storm.