Rainy Night on the Balcony

Where I live it doesn't just rain, it downpours. There's never a day where it just drizzles for ten hours. It always involves rumbling, window shaking thunder and bright, blinding shots of lightning. You can always feel it in the air before it even starts. It's the electricity I think. It always makes me feel a little antsy and anxious. It makes me feel like I'm really alive.

It must have quite an effect on others, though too. Otherwise I wouldn't be on the second story balcony at night with Little Spoon enjoying the view. It was quiet except for the steady rain and the thunder in the distance. The storm was starting to pass, but there was still a static in the humid air that was most noticeable when fingertips ran across bare skin. Which, with the heat and humidity neither one of us was wearing much of anything. As a matter of fact, from where I was sitting in my lawn chair I could tell that Little Spoon wasn't wearing any panties as she leaned on the railing. The smooth, round curve of her ass was just barely visible below her black, frilly miniskirt. My eyes traced the lines of her legs down to her bare ankles and finally to her cute little feet.

"It's really peaceful out here." she breathed as she turned around. The curves of her breasts were still visible despite her dark silhouette cast from the street light out in the lawn. The way her arms were out at her side, gripping the railing, was pulling her shirt tight across her chest. Everything about her just screamed "Take me now!"

I put my hands on her hips as I got up and moved in close for a kiss. At first just a gentle lip touch, but as she wrapped her arms around me I knew she needed more. Much more. Running my fingers through her hair I pulled her into me harder and heard her moan as i firmly pulled her hair. She tilted her head back as I began kissing and nibbling on her neck, then her shoulder, then her collarbone. My other hand moved up to her breast through the thin fabric of her low cut top. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra either I discovered and her nipples were already begging to be teased. The thunder boomed in the distance.

I lifted her shirt to suck on first one nipple, then the other, gently teasing each of them with my tongue until they both became hard. Then I pinched them both between my fingers as I cupped her breasts and kissed her neck. She ran her fingers through my hair and pulled me into her with one hand as her other hand began to rub the bulge in my pants.

"Not yet." I thought as she unbuttoned my blue jeans and I began kissing down her chest, making sure to flick one of her nipples with the tip of my tongue as I went. It was just enough to keep her from undoing my zipper before moving further down and out of reach. I kissed her stomach, the top of her hip where the skirt began. Then I dropped down on one knee and pressed my lips to the bottom hem of her skirt before tracing a line with my tongue back up, between her legs.

"Oh!" she moaned into the thick night air. Her sweet voice swallowed up by the steady shush of the rain. She slowly parted her legs when I teased her inner thigh. I lifted up her left leg to my shoulder and wrapped my arm around it to pull myself in closer and I felt her hand on the back of my head. "Mmmmm..." Just the  incentive I needed. I kissed the soft, freshly shaven skin between her legs, so smooth on my lips,  and stretched my tongue down towards her clit.

I could tell that she was trying to control herself. We were, technically, out in public. Anyone walking by down below could possibly hear us and see what we were up to so despite the fact that I was now grinding my tongue into her pussy, Little Spoon was trying to be as quiet as possible. I had to admire her resolve a bit. Had we been inside for this she very well might have been screaming my name at this point. She was breathing pretty heavy as I flicked her clit with my tongue, back and forth and back again, but otherwise was mostly silent; only a short, quiet moan here and there. "I can do better!" I thought to myself and began rubbing between her legs with my left hand. Rubbing, teasing, tracing lines on her inner thigh. Each time getting closer and closer to her pussy before moving back down.

She gripped the back of my head hard and I knew I was getting closer. Now was my chance to set her over the edge so I reached my left hand up and slipped one finger inside her. "Oh God!" she moaned, this time louder than the first. I let it settle a little before pulling it most of the way out, then let it glide back in. Slow at first, then faster as I began to push my tongue harder against her little rosebud clit.

Her moans started to come in short, ragged breaths with short pauses in between. I looked up at her just as lightning flashed in the background and saw her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted. Her eyebrows were pinched together as her head hung loose in front of her. Then she started to tense up. She pushed her chest out and threw her head back. Her hard nipples poking against her thin cotton shirt. "I'm cumming!" she breathed as she pushed hard against my face and I gripped her quivering leg hard to keep my tongue in contact with her now swollen, soaking wet clit. I rode the waves of her orgasm. Her legs quaked and her muscles twitched and her pussy clamped down hard on my finger as she came.

After a minute she finally became still and all I could hear was a gentle rumble in the distance. "Wow," she said breathlessly. "I think I need to sit down."

I settled back onto the lawn chair and pulled her in to sit on my lap. We both rested there for a minute and enjoyed the steady rain and sipped our drinks. The entire experience had left me quite excited though and once Little Spoon had caught her breath she started grinding against me. Just knowing that she wanted more made me that much harder. The whole night had been pretty amazing so far and I wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but I could hardly wait to find out.

She leaned forward and lifted herself up just long enough to unzip my already unbuttoned pants and slide her hand inside. I felt her gentle fingertips creeping through my pubic hair as she wrapped her hand around my rock hard cock. She stroked it up and down a couple times before pulling my jeans open wide to release my dick out into the open air. Then she sat back down and slowly teased the shaft and head with her nimble fingers.

All of this attention was working me into a frenzy. "Stand up." I whispered in her ear. Judging by how fast she sprang to her feet I think she knew where I was going with this. As I stood up and moved close behind her she leaned over a bit and put both hands on the railing. Her ass was still grinding against my now throbbing cock as I reached around to start fondling her right breast and kiss her neck. With my other hand I reached down between us and lifted the head of my dick up between her legs to her velvety lips.

Rubbing against the opening of her tight pussy, I pushed just the tip in. Just enough to hear her breath catch and a slight moan escape her lips. "Shhhh..." I breathed into her ear. "You can't be too loud out here." I whispered as I worked myself the rest of the way in. Soon I was rhythmically thrusting in and out as quietly as I could, but it was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep my composure. Just then a compressor for a downstairs air conditioner kicked on and began humming loudly. If I wasn't so preoccupied I might have jumped, but instead I took it as my cue to pick up the pace.

I reached over and put my hands next to her's on the rail and began slamming into her from behind. I could feel the burning deep inside starting to rise and I knew what was coming.

"Oh my god, Little Spoon!" I said as softly as I could for someone running the last leg of a marathon. "I'm coming!!" And with that I began to fill her up. With each thrust I shot a little more inside of her until, finally, the sensitivity was overpowering and I had to pull out and sit down.

"Mmm! This may be my new favorite location." she said with a smile and walked by me back into the house.

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