0 comments/ 209225 views/ 4 favorites Drenched By: HotSugar The tires kicked dust and gravel as my car curled into the long, country driveway. I could see the rows of picnic tents and tables reflecting up waves of the sultry afternoon heat. I straightened my stretchy, black pants around my pert, thong-clad ass, and pulled my low-cut shirt down even lower, to display my heaping 36D breasts. My long, brown, silky hair was freshly highlighted with thin stripes of creamy blonde, and I knew that I looked like I had better places to be on a Saturday afternoon than at a family get together. The truth was, after ditching my predictable and unsatisfying football pig of a boyfriend, I figured I could use a change of scenery. So when I got the invitation in the mail, I thought a drive to the outskirts of town, to be with the one group of people that always had praises for me, would do just the trick. I began to scan the crowd for familiar faces, but I hadn't seen many of these aunts and uncles since I was three, just barely fifteen years ago. Nevertheless, soon they gathered around me, hugging and pinching and oogling, as all relatives seem to find the need to do. My uncles all blushed with nervous longing as I bit my full, luscious lips... and my art-school aunt from New York kept going on about how deep and soulful my chocolatey eyes were. Growing bored quite quickly with my present company, I noticed a group of about five guys, probably in their twenties, sitting on the porch and drinking. Most of them were rather plain looking, but my eyes were drawn immediately to the one in the corner. He strummed and plucked at a ruby red bass guitar, and his hair and eyes were a warm, glossy black. I walked over to them, and, seeing that all of the chairs were taken, seated myself at his feet. He raised an eyebrow and introduced himself... Scott, a distant cousin... and then returned to his playing, as all of the other guys tried their best to catch my attention, telling jokes and complementing my supple young body. I hardly noticed, as I wondered how I could have previously missed out on meeting this delicious creature. Yet, he was my cousin. Then, he lifted the guitar from his lap to procure and light a cigarette. My gaze trailed to his crotch, and my mouth watered. It wasn't hard, but I could see the definition of his large organ against the folds of his jeans. My pussy began to heat up as he leaned over and pulled a wine cooler from an ice chest at his side. He tilted it toward me in a quiet offering, but I coolly declined, knowing that the chance to part my lips around the bottle's smooth opening would make me yearn for my cousin's cock all the more. I was concentrating heavily on him as he leisurely smoked, just hoping for a peek at his soft, pink tongue in between puffs. Just then, one of his friends stumbled into the table behind me, and the pitcher of beer toppled over, spilling all down my front. My stiffened nipples now clung to the thin of my shirt obtrusively, and my hair slowly grew cum-bath sticky. Scott reached for my hands, and helped me to my feet. Shyly, I let my eyes meet his... and I found that he was staring at me in the most indescribable way. I couldn't quite place it... but it was a wonderfully intriguing look. The clamor of the table's contents aroused the attention of the aunts, and soon they were swarming around me with towels and blankets. Scott slipped away in the commotion, and I shook all of the relatives off to enter the house. I told my aunt Maura that I figured I had better go back home to clean up, and get some rest, but that I hadn't had a chance to say goodbye to Scott. "He's in his room," she replied. I mounted the stairs somewhat eagerly. He door was shut, but just slightly ajar, so I walked in without knocking. There Scott lay, writhing and jerking his meat. It was even bigger than I had gauged, nine inches at the least, and as big around as a pop can. He was as hard as a brick, purply-red hot and coated smooth with KY jelly. He jumped, and yanked the bedclothes over his crotch, in a futile attempt to hide his play. "Don't stop..." I coaxed, throatily, and turned to close and lock the door. I turned back around, slowly removing my shirt. He was completely still, watching me in hungry awe. He had stopped stroking his engorged member, but uncovered it again and let it point straight up at the ceiling. I straddled him, and unfastened my bra. I rubbed his face between my bouncy tits as I led his hands to my waist. He hastily removed my pants, and I saw his gorgeous prick twitch when he was confronted with my silky red thong. I pumped his lathered cock in my hand, then both of my hands, then pressed between my breasts. I nuzzled my face all over its head, swirling my tongue around it, and moaning. It tasted soooo good, with the glistening salty drops of his pre-cum. His member throbbed and pulsed against my lips and tongue, and I couldn't bear not to have him down my throat. As I eased down his shaft, engulfing it with soft gags, he turned my legs around and spread them wide over his shoulders. I felt the tip of his tongue test my clit, and I shivered. He lapped between my already dripping pussy lips until I was groaning around his cock. He ate and ate and ate wildly at me, raking the bud of my clit with his teeth, and carrying me to the very edge of the hottest orgasm I had ever experienced. But right before I came over the edge, he stopped, and jerked his succulent cock from my wanting mouth. My body wriggled restlessly; I was aching for my cousin's raging erection. Without a word, he bent me over his bed, and, teasing me with his fingers, positioned his tip at my honey-soaked opening. I knew that I was extremely tight, and I had no idea how I could ever hold something as huge as his cock, but I wanted it more than anything. I was feverish with desire. I wanted my cousin to pound me hard and deep and full of his massive cock. He massaged my cunt open with his cock head, letting it throb against my clit. I whimpered and tried to slide back onto him. "My little cousin's got a great ass..." He then grabbed it roughly and I rubbed it against his hands. "And her pussy's so slick..." He rolled his beating head against it again and I wilted. "Is she this wet all for me?" I nodded pitifully and begged in a coy little voice, "Pleeeeease fuck me, Scott. I want you to fill me with your cock." He could no longer resist, and he slammed the entire enormous rod up me. I cried out, and he slowly retreated, then rammed it even deeper. I felt a shattering, and I could feel him stretching my walls and bumping against the very end of my tunnel. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as he thrust it in and out... it, seemingly growing larger and harder than it had ever been at the sensation of my soaked, confining pussy. He was groaning in little grunts, with his eyes rolled back into his head. "MMMMMMM......... SCOTTTTTT!" His cock buried to the hilt in his own voluptuous cousin, he bent over her and fondled her heaving tits. I arched my back, and he increased his rhythm, his balls slapping weightily against my ass. I gripped him tight with my inner muscles, and started to grind back against him. I could feel the blood and cum pulsing through his dick, and I started to cum in shuddering spasms. He continued to plunge into me, pushing my whole body forward with his powerful thrusts. At last, his cock twitched and erupted. He moaned loudly, and I squeezed up and down his rod, milking him. When he shot the last of his huge, hot load, I pressed my ass back against him and let him cream as far into my depths as possible. He withdrew very smoothly, and stuffed his sopping dick into my mouth. I licked and sucked it clean, not wanting to waste a drop, as he gradually began to soften, and his hot seed poured from my well-sexed cunt down the insides of my thighs. I opened my eyes to his grinning face, and at once I knew what he had been thinking when he saw me drenched with the pitcher of beer. It wasn't a look of torment, or even amusement... it was a look of wanting to lick it off of me. Drenched I was outside at the backyard of my house, enjoying the sunshine, and reading a book. I loved the backyard because it's where I grow my garden of flowers and various plants, entertain friends and family with my grill and backyard kitchen, and take a swim in my large pool. The backyard is just as large as my large my Italian villa-style mansion. My cordless phone was ringing. I answered the phone. It was AJ on the other line. He wanted to come by and see me. I told him to meet me at the backyard. Suddenly, I noticed there was an overcast in the sky. AJ came in to see me. "Hey babe, how have you been?" He said as he greeted me with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. "I'm fine. Just enjoying the weather." I said before noticing a few raindrops falling down. AJ and I looked up as the overcast turned into a rainstorm. He looked at me and said, "Baby, have you ever had sex in a rainstorm?" "I've never done anything like this." I replied. Then, AJ deeply, passionately kissed my lips. His hands roamed my body with such desire. I, then, took off his gray t-shirt. I love how he turns me on with his raw sexual energy, among other things. He pulled me close to lean, shirtless body. He slowly unbuttoned my dark red blouse. My hands slid up to his back as I felt him kiss my neck. The rain fell as he took off my blouse while still kissing me there. His hands reached around and unhooked my white bra, freeing my breasts, and letting them get covered in raindrops. His tongue lightly licked my nipples before sucking them. I felt myself getting wet and not just from the rain. I let out a moan as he squeezed and licked them. The rain poured down harder and then lightning flashed in the sky. AJ then pulled out a chair from the patio and wrapped his tattooed arms around my waist as we sat on the chair. I could already feel him getting harder through his jeans. I lowered my hands to unzip and unbuttoned his jeans as he kissed my lips deeper and more passionate than the last kiss. His hands then moved down to the waistband of my denim mini skirt. His lips and tongue made a trail down to my belly. His kisses were making me hot under the heavy rainstorm. AJ was about to make me even wetter. He slipped his hands underneath my skirt and then he slowly took off my panties. His mouth went down to my woman cavern and tasted me there. Like the heavy rain outside, my feminine juices were pouring and they were leaking into AJ's mouth as he licked and sucked me. I loudly moaned and groaned as I slowly rocked my hips against his mouth since we were outside. I held on to the chair as licked me some more. His hand went up and down my legs and hips. My moans became more intense as his tongue flickered against my hidden pearl. He came back up and kissed me, letting me taste myself on his lips. AJ then took off his jeans followed by his underwear. I've always imagined him hot when he's half naked, but he was beyond hot with his naked, semi-tattooed, lean body covered with the raindrops. I sat up as I felt his hardening bulge against my bare thigh. I gently caressed it with my fingertips. He shivered at the feel of my touch. I followed the caresses with soft, gentle licks and sucks. He moaned as his one hand stroked my shoulders while his other hand lightly touched my face. He slowly pulled himself out of my mouth and then kissed my lips deeply. The weather was still stormy with heavy rain, thunder, lightning, and some strong winds. AJ was ready to be inside me. He pulled me up as he slowly and deeply entered my pussy. I let out a moan as he went in and out of me inch by inch. He then wrapped his tattooed arms around my waist and kissed every inch of my body while he moved in and out my pussy. AJ came with me as we collectively reached climax. HIs essence spilled inside me as he held me close. We were in a state of ecstatic bliss as the rain stopped, the sky cleared, and the sun shined. I saw a rainbow shine through a storm cloud. AJ then looked into my eyes and asked, "How was it, baby?" "Just amazing." I said as I smiled at him. He wrapped his arms around while we looked at the rainbow in the sky. Our rain-soaked bodies rested comfortably on the chair against the warm sun. I passionately kissed his lips. I've never imagined how hot and arousing a rainstorm could be. THE END Drenched It was a Sunday afternoon and we were taking a little nature hike in the botanical garden that your uncle told us about. There are a series of wooden decks that run like veins through the impossibly green forest. As we walk along admiring the flowers and sounds of the birds it starts to downpour. We were running to get to a dry place but once we were drenched it didn't matter anymore. We are laughing and stop to catch our breath and you grab me and turn me around and pin me up against the rail with a long passionate kiss. I giggle and try to squirm out of your grasp but you thrust your pelvis against mine and I can FEEL what your intentions are. I worry that there are people around but we haven't seen anyone out here for ages and its raining and so we are all alone. You put your hand under my sun dress and slide it up my soaked back. I reach between us and start fumbling with your belt; I finally get it open and start to work on the button of your pants. You are trying to get the clasp on my bra undone but it's hard when it's wet. We laugh at each other and then laughter turns to eagerness. Your hungry mouth smashes against mine and our tongues dance together in a heated frenzy My breasts spring free of their confines and you bring your hands around the side of my chest gently brushing my sensitive nipples as they pass. I sharply inhale and pull you closer I let your shorts drop to the wooden floor and pull down your elastic waistband you pull down the straps of my dress until it lies on a pile on the deck and I'm standing with my bare breasts showing to the world. You lower your mouth to them and graze your teeth along the bottom edge of the swell. Your lips engulf my nipple in hot sensation. I wrap my fingers around your hot manhood. I can feel you jerk as I touch it. You use your fingers to peel away the purple silk fabric covering my most private of places. You rub your fingers against my hairless mound and find that I am moist, but not from the rain. Suddenly I drop to the floor and sit before you with your hard cock in my hands. A small bead of liquid leaks out of the head and I rub it against my lips so I can taste it. I open my mouth and put the head inside, licking the hard ridge underneath with my tongue. You sway on the spot from the shock and the anticipation of what I'm about to do. I use the rain as a lubricant to push you all the way into my throat. You can't believe how hot my tongue and lips are. You twine your fingers in my short brown hair and pull me onto your hard dick. I accept every inch of you that you give. You say my name and no one in the world could possibly hear it but me. This is between you and me. I let you glide in and out of my mouth using your hands against the back of my head to push until you think you may burst. You pull me up to meet your mouth and sit me up on the railing of the deck You slowly slide your fingers up and down my swollen lips. You gently slip one finger into my waiting core. You can feel how tight at wet I am. You put in another finger and you feel my walls pulse around you. You then lowered yourself down onto your knees in front of me. I could feel my ass against the cold wet rail, you turned your head to face to my dark entrance you plant soft kisses all over my thighs as you leave a trail of pleasure along my skin working your way to my waiting center. There I was, your hands spreading my legs wide open and I am going wild with wanting. When you finally use your fingers to pull apart my lips, wet with rain and with desire it feels as if it can't happen fast enough. Your tongue slides into my soft folds. I throw my head back in sweet abandon. You use your hands to work my tight hole. You use my own juices to lubricate both of my pleasurable holes. You gently work a finger into my ass and I squirm with surprised passion. My bottom half feels as if it's on fire while your tongue does its work on my hard little clit. Your fingers make me feel like my heart and my head are going to explode. I know I'm getting close to cumming but I want to feel you inside me before I get to. I am a glutton for punishment because I make you stop to come up to my level again. You bring your fingers up to my mouth and but two fingers inside my lips. I lick my own pleasure off of them before you pull them out and kiss me darting your tongue into my mouth searching for that taste. My hands are around your neck and I'm holding onto your back and shoulders. You use your hands to place your head against my lips. The heat that we generate together is like an atomic bomb. You push into me just enough to bury the head inside, and then you pull it back out. I am whimpering with longing. I wrap my legs around your back and lock my ankles together so you can't get away. You plunge yourself into me, my walls open up to accept your large rigid cock. I sharply inhale breath and throw my head back. I feel the rain falling on my face and into my open mouth. I no longer feel cold. I feel as if the rain will turn into steam as it hits our hot bodies. I am holding onto you for dear life so your hands are free to do as you wish. Your hot mouth ravages my breasts, sucking on each one in turn. You suck on my creamy white skin until the blood rises to the surface to mark me for days. I am yours and you will claim me as such. You use your fingers to batter my clit as you pound into my hot pussy. I am nearing the edge of ecstasy when you look into my eyes and I feel the intensity of our passion. You slow down your thrusts because you know I'm close. I feel the ridges of your manhood grazing the walls of my darkness. My whole body gets hot and my breathing gets harder. The orgasm starts at my clit and blossoms outward to encompass my entire being. I let out a moan and care nothing for the sounds of nature around us. The rain mixes with my sounds of pleasure in a symphony of rapture. My inner walls pulse around you and bring you to the brink of your own release. You start a blistering pace of pumping in and out of me until I feel as if I will be ripped to shreds. I love the feeling of you battering my sensitive insides as the orgasmic feeling still lingers in my core. I can feel you get harder by the second and I know you are about to release. I look at your face and your eyes are shut tight and your jaw is clenched. I use my legs to pull you into me hard and you explode from the inside out. Your dick pulses over and over spilling your hot liquid into me. I feel fantastic and sexy knowing that it is a result of our lovemaking. You stay inside me while your open your eyes and look at my face. You kiss me tenderly and I lower my legs to the deck. I can barely stand up from the lingering pleasure pulsing through my body. We look at each other in the middle of the forest in the pouring rain and start to laugh, knowing that we just made a memory that will last a lifetime. Drenched Hi. My name's Rebecca, but my friends call me Becca. Since I'm about to share my most intimate stories with you, you may as well call me that. Just to get it out of the way, this is 100% true, as all my stories will be. Since this is my first story on Literotica, I thought I'd start by telling you something about myself. I'm 24 years years old and I live in Austin, Texas. I've lived here all my life, and love this little liberal sanctuary in the middle of this insane state. I work downtown for an advertising agency, where I am a junior copywriter. The work is super creative, I'm surrounded by amazing people all day, and I love the chaos and thrill of making great work happen. You probably want to know what I look like. I'm 5'6, 130 pounds, reddish-blonde hair, and green eyes. I have a sprinkling of freckles across my plump cheeks and pixie nose. I've always been a little self-conscious of my lips, which are naturally red and plump. I wear a 34C bra, my waist tapers nicely and my hips are pretty full. But I'm a runner, so my butt is tight and my thighs are strong, taut and tan. Speaking of running... That's what got me into this story I'm about to tell you. I try to go running three to four times a week. Austin is full of greenbelts with trails, so I like to go trail running and break the boredom of running around a flat track. One Thursday afternoon, my work team had a rare early stop, so I decided to go to my favorite trail for a long run. It'd been a tough week so far, so I was a bit frazzled and stressed. I went to the women's bathroom at the office to change, and realized that I left some important stuff at home - my sports bra and a change of panties. I had brought my shoes, a tight white tee, my tight white nylon running shorts, my trail shoes, but no change of undies. I looked like my stressful week made me forgetful. Oh well, I thought, I desperately needed the stress relief of a long, sweaty run. I pulled off my blouse and jeans, and realized that I was wearing a very lacy black bra and matching black thong. There was NO way I was running in that bra, as it would look horrible through the tee and being lacy, it would be irritating to my skin. The thong I could live with. So, I pulled the tight white tee over my braless boobs, and pulled the shorts over my thong. Taking a quick look down at myself, I didn't look too scandalous, but since I'm pretty big up top, the shirt was really tight over my tits and my nipples were really poking through. What I haven't told you yet is that I am highly sexual. All it took for me to start getting wet was thinking of running through the trails with no bra. If only I knew how wet things would get. I drove to the trail, went to the warm up area and started stretching. It was a humid day, so the shirt was already starting to cling a bit. I now remember noticing some black clouds coming from the West, but didn't pay it any mind at the time. The trail area was not super busy, which is good, but there were a few other runners around. A couple of guys were really checking me out as I bent over, as I couldn't stop my boobs from bouncing, and I suspect that my ass cheeks were more exposed than usual due to the thong. Stretched and ready, I made my way into the first segment of the run. For the first 20 minutes, the run was amazing. The humidity and exertion almost had the effect of a sauna on me - I was flushed and glowing. The sweat was pouring out of me and I was nearing the high I always shoot for that tells me it's a good run. I reached down for my water bottle, but realized I hadn't filled it, so I kept going until I reached the first rest area. As I walked up, there were two young guys there chatting and taking a break. They noticed me and their conversation stopped in mid-sentence, the oddest looks on their faces, and their eyes drawn away from my face to, yes, my chest. I stopped in my tracks and looked down - my shirt was flooded with sweat, absolutely skin tight and see-through. My nipples are kind of puffy anyway, but now I was swollen with exertion and they were completely erect and rock hard, poking obscenely through the thin material. Time seemed to pause for a heartbeat as they stared, their mouths slightly open and my mind racing about what to do. I did nothing. Well, rather, I walked with obvious purpose toward them and the water fountain, acutely aware of how my boobs were bouncing and my nipples dragging on the material. Still silent, the guys watched me as I belt over to drink from the fountain, my breasts hanging down and their shape completely described. Oh, by the way, I have amazing tits. ;) I could tell that my ass cheeks were similarly exposed, the white nylon clinging to my smooth, round, tan bottom. I must have looked practically nude, as the only thing covered by something not white and drenched was my pussy, covered by my black thong. It was drenched, but with something else. Ha! Having drunk enough, I leaned up, arching my back a bit, and started filling my bottle. I looked over to the guys and said, "how's your run so far?", with my sweetest, most innocent smile, as if I were unaware of my state of decorum. They stuttered a bit and said something about it being fine... and um, and swallow, and sputter. "It's really humid out here, isn't it?", I said, gathering a bit of my shirt and fanning fresh air beneath. This only had the effect of making my nipples harder as the cooled air rushed over my tits, which now had goosebumps. I looked down, and with more drama than required, I feigned shock and embarrassment at the state of my exposure. I draped one forearm and hand over my tits, gave an embarrassed smile, and trotted off down the trail. As I ran off, I heard one of the guys say, "Holy shit, that was freaking amazing." This is the kind of thing that turns me on. Being partially exposed, but acting innocent about it, is such a thrill to me. But if only this story stopped here. I was back in the running zone, my illicit thrill behind me and was really enjoying the exercise. As I rounded one particularly tough stretch, it was like the clouds just opened up and decided to pour all their water out at one time. That's how it seemed, anyway. All I could do was move to the side off the trail and wait by a tree, which provided little protection to the downpour. Well, this was one of those famous Texas rainstorms that soak everything and then disappear in less than 10 minutes. A little flustered, I looked down at myself and I only thought I had been drenched before. My shirt was completely saturated, cold and clammy. I was miserable! So, I decide to wring out my shirt as best I could. I reached down to the bottom hem and started working my tight, clinging shirt up and over my tits to get it off. Just as I had the shirt pulled over my face, and my tits completely exposed, but not completely off, I heard someone say, "Look! There she is again! And Jesus, she's naked! Look at those tits!" . It was those same two guys. They had caught up to me on the trail and had the same idea I did to get out of the rain. I couldn't tell the direction of their voices, but they were close enough to get a great look. While I had enjoyed the mild exhibitionism at the water fountain, this was too much for me. So I kept struggling with my shirt, which just didn't want to come off! I was bouncing up and down, twisting, my elbows over my head and fighting with that stupid shirt. I had no idea which way to turn away, so I just resolved myself to get that shirt off. No matter what it took. I pulled, hard, thinking I was close to freeing myself. What I heard next sounded like it reverberated throughout the woods. RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP! The shirt had ripped entirely down the left seam. It wasn't a shirt anymore, it was a dish rag. I looked at it, shocked out of remembering my audience. "Oh shit." was all I could say. "Hello. Do you need any help?" That shocked me back. It was the taller of my two water fountain friends. They had walked toward me, obviously out of concern. "It looks like you do," he said smiling with a hint of good-natured smirk. I dropped my ex-shirt and covered my tits with my hands. "Well, looks like I'm screwed," I said. I felt the flush of shame burn my face. But a slight tingle further down. "No you're not, not yet anyway," he laughed, as he pulled off his own shirt (he was ripped!!), wrung it out, and handed it to me. "I'm Conor." A natural charmer with all-American good looks, and a little devil in him. I transferred my breast-covering duties to my left arm and took the shirt, smiling sheepishly. "I'm Becca." "And I'm Nate," said the other. Good-looking in his own way, not my type, but obviously a good guy. "Hi," I said. I turned to put on the shirt, but making a point of dropping my arm before fully making the turn. I knew they saw me again, and that they were now fully aware of my similarly drenched ass, and black thong. I turned back around, and said, "Thank you SO much. I don't know what I would have done without you guys." "Well, you've made our day twice now, so we kind of owed it to you," said Conor. We laughed and started walking down the trail to the parking lot. This was how I met my two closest friends. Our stories only get wilder from here. *** I hope you like my first story. Please let me know.