Rites of Spring - April Showers
by David

I was able to get a Mustang convertible as a rental car and we are
heading out of town to go for a walk in the woods.  Your smile was
enough to set my heart aflutter as I picked you up but the look of
you in those cut-off blue jeans shorts and that cropped tank top was
enough to set my cock to rising.  Spring has been unusually warm and
today is a continued exception to the norm.  Highs near 80 low
humidity but there are a few clouds on the horizon but it doesn't
really look like rain.

As you get in the car I can see just how short your cut-offs really
are. As you slide into the leather clad bucket seat I see your naked
pussy wink at me.  Reaching back for your seat belt I can see the
bottom of your pert breasts peek out from beneath the hem of your
crop top and I am already thinking about what I want to do with you
as soon as we can find a secluded spot in the woods.

The clean clear air is a rush as we drive out of town. We crank up
the tunes and can't talk much because of the air rushing over the
car as we drive.   I don't need words to tell you what I am thinking
about.  You are sitting with your right leg up on the dash board
with your seat slightly reclined and I slowly slide my fingers over
your smooth thigh and up to the crotch of your jeans.  They are
loose enough that there is no impediment to my fingers being able to
slide over your clean shaven lips.  I run my fingers lightly up and
down your labia and you slide down in your seat even more spreading
your legs to give me better access.

You close your eyes and let me play.  Half my brain is concentrating
on my fingers while the other half concentrates on the drive.  Each
turn of the road slides my fingers in another direction hitting new
spots and I am amazed at how wet you are.  You were wet even before
my fingers parted your sweet lips.  Were you thinking about our
meeting?  Were you wondering just what I might have in store for
you?

Our turn-off approaches and it is with a slight regret that I have
to use both hands to control the car.  I suck your sweet nectar from
my fingers and smile before putting them back on the wheel.  The
woods are coming up fast and you direct me to a parking space at the
head of a trail.  You wrote me about these woods and the places that
you have visited with Gretchen.  We start walking through the
freshly budding trees listening to the birds talking lightly about
how life has gone since last month. Walking hand in hand we continue
through the woods until you see a deer trail that you head us down. 
The red-wing black birds are back and swinging sweetly,  Overhead I
see a hawk lazily dancing on the wind.  I have to walk behind you
and I stop watching the woods so that I can watch the smooth flow of
your leg muscles as you walk and the gentle sway of your ass.

In only a few more steps you lead me out into a small clearing.  It
is a small microcosm within the woods, a clearing where deer would
graze.  In the middle is a large stone, rounded sides with  a top as
smooth as a table almost like a natural altar.  The top of the stone
is at the perfect height or at least perfect for me.  We walk out to
the rock and you turn to me and I am finally able to kiss you.  I
enwrap you in my arms in a firm embrace.  Our lips meet and slowly
tongues entwining, exploring, we kiss deeply.  I could lose myself
in kissing you.  My hands slowly rub up and down along your naked
back beneath your top.  I push your top up and break our kiss only
to pull your top over your head. Your naked chest glows in the late
afternoon golden light.  Your hard nipples stare up at the sky.  I
smile and look up to see that the hawk has a mate and that they are
slowly circling each other.  One hawk glides under the other and
they grasp talons tumbling for a moment until they fly off to repeat
the dance again and again.

I lean down and kiss each beautiful nipple, then suck first one and
then the other into my mouth.  I suckle your breasts concentrating
on one and then the other until you are pulling my hair to give me a
deep kiss.  As we kiss you fumble with my shorts as I fumble with
yours.  We both kick off our hiking shoes and let our shorts drop. 
I drop to my knees before you get a chance and I back you up to the
stone table with my tongue darting over your naked pussy.  I love
the taste of you and today is no different than any of our other
encounters.  You taste just as sweet and delicious as every other
time.  My hands run up and down your legs and fondle your ass as I
pleasure you with just my tongue.  I want to see if I can make you
come with just my tongue.  No fingers in your vagina.  No pinching
your nipples.  Just sweetly, slowly, licking your clit.  Lightly my
tongue flutters over your little bud.  Slowly I encircle your
pleasure button and run my tongue up and down your slit and back to
your clit again.

I slide my fingers between my mouth and your pelvis and see if I can
spread your lips wider so that your clit is exposed even more to the
attention of my tongue.  Your hands massage my head telling me to go
lighter or harder as you desire.  You slide my head down to pay
attention to the opening of your vagina and I dutifully fuck your
hole with my tongue.  Then you pull up and I slide back to attend
your clit.  I hear you gasp as I hit your clit and then you are
pressing my head against you more firmly.  Your legs start to shake
and then clamp down around my ears.  I smile as I double the
ferocity of my attack on your clit. Faster and faster my tongue
moves on your clit until you cry out my name to stop.

I slide up between your legs until I am standing poised between your
thighs.  My hard cock is an arrow pointing to the westward falling
sun. Maxfield Parrish golden light falls below the incoming clouds
and shrouds you in a marvelous glow.  I play the tip of my cock over
your clit and along your slit until the tip is wet and I slide
easily into you.  Just the head enters and I slide slowly in and out
with just the first inch, no more than that, just the first inch, in
and out until you start to come.  Then I slide slowly home as your
vagina is contracting around my cock.  My cock fits perfectly within
you.  Lightly stretching your walls, the tip sliding over the roof
of your vagina hitting all the right spots as I enter and withdraw.

You raise your hands above your head and stretch like a lazy cat as
you revel in the feel of me inside of you.  "Come for me David," you
command.  "Fuck me faster, make yourself come.  Fill me with you!"

I hold your legs higher and start sliding faster and faster into
you.  I can feel my balls slap against your ass as I slide in faster
and faster with each thrust until I am coming hard inside of you. 
As I come the first drops of rain fall.  As I slide out to thrust
back in with the next ejaculation a little come falls out and onto
the stone.  As the drop falls upon the stone the first bolt of
lightning rips the sky.  A sudden spring thunder storm turns the
slowly falling dusk into night.  The wind is soft as is the falling
rain.  The rain is warm but I have no attention for the weather.  I
can feel the power of the storm building and so it builds within me
as well.  I can feel my cock hardening once more even though I have
just come within you.

I have enough of my wits about me though to realize that I am the
tallest thing in the meadow.  I grab your arms and have you wrap
your legs around my hips.  With a grunt from you I feel myself
driven even deeper within you as you rise up and grab my shoulder. 
You are riding my hips and cock.  I can feel my cock carrying a
portion of your weight as well as my shoulders.  Slowly turning I
kneel so that we are shielded from the wind by the boulder.  The
rain pelts my back and I see you drink in the rain as you open your
mouth to gasp as I slide into you once again.  I can feel the mud
starting to form beneath my knees and wonder how it feels against
your ass as I slide into you again and again.

The wind rises and so does my passion for you.  The rain falls
harder and as you come again the thunder strikes nearby.  Your
fingers dig into my ass pulling me into you harder and faster until
you come again and so does more lighting.  It is amazing.  I feel
your orgasms coming in waves and the lightning appears to be in
synch with your coming. You want to feel me deeper and deeper within
you and you slide out from under me and onto your knees.  I enter
you from behind and watch the mud wash from your back as the rain
continues to fall.  Lightning strikes closer and your moans and
cries become thunder.  Each thrust is punctuated by a bolt.  Each
cry by a clap of the sound barrier being ripped in twain by the
electric bolt traveling through the atmosphere.

I want nothing more than to keep sliding in and out of you and
feeling your body tense around my cock.  I love the feel of your
slick body beneath my hands.  Your hair is a waterfall that quenches
the grounds thirst.  You and the ground feel like one.  I feel like
I am floating in the sky although rooted to the earth through you. 
I am that kiting hawk grounded by its mate, sailing through the
clouds only to be brought back to earth by you.

Your responses are becoming less and less as I continue to slide
into you again and again.  The wind starts to die off.  And then
with a mighty crash of thunder we both come together.  The rain
increases in force for a moment as I pump my juice into you again
and again until I am spent. You shudder with the distant rumble of
thunder as the storm begins to pass.  We rise and kiss deeply
washing each other off with our hands and the shower of still
falling rain as we continue to kiss.

"Rites of Spring and with the coming storm comes renewal and
awakening. Passion is surely awake now.  But lets go somewhere warm
and dry before we catch our deaths of cold!"  I laugh to you as we
gather our clothes. Not bothering to dress we run naked through the
woods to the car and a return to the suite in my hotel with a
fireplace and room service waiting.