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Subject: {ASSM} Summer Storm {Robin Curious} (MF rom)
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Date: Mon, 24 May 2004 16:10:04 -0400
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Warning:  This story contains graphic description of sexual activity
between consenting adults.  If you shouldn't be reading this, don't. 
If you are of age and reading this sort of thing is legal whereever
you happen to be, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed
writing it.

The following story is fiction.  Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental.  Really.

Feedback is always welcome, send comments or suggestions to
[despammed]
robincurious at hotmail dot com.

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Summer Storm by Robin Curious
(MF rom)

The clouds raced across the sky, driven by the strong wind.  A storm
was certainly on its way, a mass of dark clouds looming on the
horizon.  But above us was blue sky, dotted with fluffy mounds of
cotton, each changing, evolving, on its way to points unknown.  We
were both on our backs, looking up at the clouds, enjoying the relief
that the wind gave us from the oppressive heat.

"Ok, what do you see?" she asked.

"Hmmm.  That looks like a rhinoceros," I offered, pointing.  As I
watched, the "nose" stretched out in a long line.

"Not to me - maybe a guitar."  She rolled onto her side and propped
herself up on one elbow to look at me.

"Hi, gorgeous!" I said, smiling at her.  She really was so beautiful. 
I had never felt this way about anyone before.  This woman was so
intriguing, so full of life, so vital.  We had been dating for about
eight months, and I was so madly in love with her that I couldn't
imagine ever leaving her side.  She bent over and gave me a kiss, and
I savored the feel of her full lips on mine.  It was a short kiss, but
it stirred feelings within me.  I rolled onto my side facing her to
conceal the affect it had on my body from the other people in the
park.  We lay there for some time, just staring into each other's
eyes.

"So what do you want to do now?" I asked, finally, breaking the
delicious silence.  She licked her lips seductively.

"What do I *want* to do," she asked, "or what can we do?"

"Oh, believe me, you can do anything you want."  I kissed her again,
caressing her bare arm, deliberately grazing the side of her breast
with my hand.

She was breathing heavily as my kisses traveled across her cheek and
found her neck.  "Oh, no, if I did what I wanted to do, we would
probably get arrested!"

"Tell me more," I encouraged, between kisses.

"Mmmmm," she moaned.  "Let's see.  If I could do anything I wanted  .
. ."

We were lying on the hill on that hot day, and I leaned over to kiss
her neck, tasting the saltiness of her perspiration.  The park was
suddenly deserted, the people having left in advance of the storm. 
Robin shifted her position to press against me, her body suddenly
chilly in only a tank top and shorts.  I continued my kissing as she
sought to warm her hands up on me, sliding a hand between my thighs. 
I felt her begin to warm up as her hand slid higher up my thigh,
pressing against my crotch.  Aroused and encouraged, I kissed her
throat.  She tilted her head back and I ran a tongue down to the curve
of her breasts where they were contained in the white tank top.  I
watched her nipples grow excited, poking through the thin layer of
cotton.  Her hand moved to cup my bulge, rubbing, encouraging.  I
glanced up to see if anyone was watching, but we were quite alone.

Her hand had tired of its game and sought new activities, tiptoeing up
my bare stomach and over the waistband of my shorts before sliding
quickly inside.  I gasped as her cool fingers slid over my hot
erection.

"Oh, Robin," I whispered, "that feels goooooood!"

"Feels good to me, too," she whispered in reply.  The sound of the
wind in the trees was louder now, and the sky had darkened as the
clouds covered the sun.  I kissed her shoulders as she stroked me
inside my shorts.  We heard the soft rumble of thunder in the
distance.

I kissed the soft curve of her breasts again, trailing my tongue to
the sensitive area between them.  Robin arched her back, offering her
breasts to me.  I gently slid one strap of her tank top off her
shoulder, exposing the breast closest to the ground where it would be
concealed between our bodies.  I gently drew my hand over the
expectant nipple.  She stiffened, looking around.  Convinced no one
was near, she smiled at me and leaned forward to press her breast into
my hand.

"You are sooo naughty," she scolded.

I squeezed her breast, capturing the nipple between two fingers and
watched her melt.  "Maybe I could get naughtier," I teased.  I bent to
take her bare nipple into my mouth.  She moaned in pleasure as my
tongue teased the hard tip, circling it, before I began sucking in
earnest.  Her moans and her hand spoke for her, telling me of her
pleasure.  Her stroking was becoming ever more insistent, and the
tension in my groin was growing unbearable.  She lifted her other hand
and, still perched on her elbow, pulled my head hard against her
breast, filling my mouth.

The sky was dark now, and we lay entwined on the hillside in the park,
her hand inside my shorts, her breast pressed to my mouth.  Thunder
rumbled again, this time much closer, as the storm approached.  She
shifted her position yet again, this time sliding her leg between
mine, pressing her thigh to my crotch, her crotch against my thigh.  I
lifted my head to kiss her, to savor her full lips.  Her tongue slid
into my mouth.  She pushed me backward, never breaking the kiss, so I
was flat on my back.  Her hand stopped its stroking and unsnapped my
shorts.  Again the thunder rumbled, very close now, the wind roaring
in the trees.  Robin sat up, looking around.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We're all alone," she said, still looking around her.  I ran a hand
over her smooth bronzed thigh, my fingers lingering near the edge of
her shorts.  She looked down to where I was laying and smiled. 
Without another word, she unzipped my shorts and slid them with my
underwear down my legs.  I kicked them off as she ran her hand up my
thigh and over my erection.  Then she slid off her shorts and
underwear, threw her leg over me, straddling me, and drew the blanket
we were laying on over the two of us.  She leaned forward to kiss my
lips, pressing her body against me.  I pulled her to me, feeling her
soft breasts and pointed nipples against my chest, the rough tickle of
her pubic hair against my penis.

She rotated her hips, pressing her crotch against my erection, and I
felt her wetness.  She rubbed her slit the length of my erection, a
look of intense concentration on her face.  I felt her slide
effortlessly, up, then down, and then up to the very tip.  She gazed
into my eyes and I into hers as I felt the tip of my penis nestle
against her opening.  Then, never breaking the loving gaze, we became
one.  I felt the resistance of her body as it opened to receive me. 
Then, with another wriggle of her hips, I was completely inside her. 
We both froze at that moment lost in each other's gaze, marveling at
the perfect union of our bodies.  Then our lust consumed us and we
began thrusting at each other, each wanting to please the other
desperately, passionately.

She raised up to offer a nipple to my hungry mouth, which I eagerly
accepted.  My hands roamed her body, finally resting on her bottom.  I
squeezed her cheeks, separating them and then drawing them back
together as she slid urgently up and down, seeking her rapidly
approaching orgasm.  I felt her body tighten, felt a rush of moisture,
a delicious pressure around my cock as her body began to tremble.  She
clutched me to her and I held her tight, feeling the waves flooding
over her body.  She maintained her rhythm, stroking almost
frantically.  My balls tightened as my excitement reached a quivering
threshold.

I came in great bursts just as her orgasm was subsiding.  She
smothered my face and neck with kisses as my hips thrust upward,
lifting her entire body in my passion.  Finally, the last pulses
subsiding, we collapsed in each other's arms.

". . .  and that's what I would do if I could do anything I wanted,"
she finished.  We were both breathing heavily as she finished her
fantasy.  My erection strained at my shorts.  Her nipples were clearly
visible through her tank top.

"Wow," was all I could say.  I blinked and looked around, noticing
that this time we really were alone in the park.  A loud rumble of
thunder rolled, just above us.  "I think we'd better get going,
though."  We hurriedly got up and began picking up our things as the
first raindrops began to fall.  We had just started walking towards
the car when a great streak of lightning flashed across the sky,
followed by an enormous crack of thunder.  Instantly we were both
running.  Another flash of lightning and another crash of thunder and
the clouds opened up and poured rain upon us.  We were drenched in an
instant.

I grabbed Robin's hand and pulled her behind me into a grove of pine
trees.  The pine branches made a canopy over our heads, blocking most
of the rain, leaving us standing breathless in a light trickle of
raindrops that filtered through the branches.  Robin dropped her
sandals and collapsed in my arms.  I let the soggy blanket drop to the
ground along with my shoes and shirt and drew her to me.  We both
jumped as the lighting and thunder raged yet again.  All we could see
from the relative shelter of the pines were the driving sheets of
rain.  Robin shuddered slightly and held me tighter, running her hands
across my bare back.  The next flash of lightning was farther off, the
thunder rumbling loudly, but not deafeningly like before.  She
loosened her embrace and looked at me with a smile.

"I'll bet you planned this, didn't you," she teased.  "You just wanted
me to get wet in this tank top.  I mean, look at this!"  She gestured
to her white top that had been made almost transparent from the rain. 
Her nipples were hard, either from the coolness of the rain or from
her fantasy, I wasn't sure which.  The shirt clung to her body,
revealing her form in loving detail.  I admired her as she presented
herself to me for inspection in mock indignation.  "Just look at how
wet you've made me," she purred, smiling.  "I can't remember the last
time I was so wet."

Beads of water glistened on her tanned shoulders, running down her
muscular arms.  The eroticism of the sight had aroused me again, and
Robin was very much aware of the fact.  "I hope you know you're in big
trouble mister," she teased some more.  She turned her back on me and
folded her arms, giving me a view of her muscular back and round
bottom.  I took a step forward and slipped an arm around her waist, my
other hand resting on her shoulder.  Her body tensed in anticipation
as my body came in contact with hers.

"So what can I do to make it up to you?" I whispered in her ear.  I
massaged her shoulder while my arm around her waist held her tight
against me.  The bulge in my shorts nestled between her cheeks, and
she pressed back with her bottom.

She took both my hands and drew them to her breasts.  "This," she said
softly.  My hands cupped her breasts, fondling them through the wet
fabric.  As I caressed them, she pressed her bottom harder against me,
rotating her hips.

"Is that all?" I asked her, nibbling her ear.  

"No," she whispered.  She slid her hand behind her, between us.  "I
need you to use this, too," running her hand over my bulge as she
spoke.  With one hand continuing to massage her breast, I slid my
other inside the elastic waistband of her dripping shorts, inside her
underwear.  She moved her legs apart to give me access to her warm,
moist folds.  "Ahhhh, yes!" she moaned, as my fingers traced the
length of her slit.  I hardly noticed the steady drizzle falling on us
through the pine trees as I continued to caress her.  Her hand
continued to grope behind her, managing to find the snap on my shorts.
 She pulled, drawing the zipper down as I slid a finger over her
button and inside her.

"I want you now - here!" I whispered.  My excitement was so great, I
was afraid I was going to explode in my shorts.  Her hand left my
crotch and she slid her shorts to her knees, bending over slightly. 
My view was breathtaking, her round bottom beckoning me.  I slid my
own shorts and underwear to my knees as well, freeing my erection.  As
the cool drops of water landed on my penis, I expected to see steam
rising from its heat.

I moved forward, the tip of my penis making contact with her mound. 
Robin arched her back and wriggled her hips, lodging the tip within
her slit.  Then slowly, gently, I eased inside her until her bottom
was pressed against my pelvis.  She pressed against me and
straightened, and I embraced her, kissing her neck and nibbling her
ear.  She rotated her hips and I felt the world melt.  I began
thrusting into her, feeling each stroke sliding deep inside her. 
After only five or six strokes my knees went weak as my orgasm pulsed
through my body.  I felt my body dissolve, felt myself dissolving
within Robin, becoming one with her.  Slowly, I felt my senses
returning, felt my body still thrusting into Robin, felt her bottom
pressing against me, felt the cool drizzle coating me.  My body was on
fire.  The source of the fire was still buried within the woman I
loved, still aroused and hard despite my rapid orgasm.  Robin was
rocking back and forth more rapidly now, and I rotated my hips,
eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.  My arms around her, I let my
hand explore, squeezing her breasts, teasing her nipples.  I slid a
hand over her tummy, my fingers curling through her tangle of curls,
touching where we were joined.  As my fingers brushed across her clit,
she began trembling.  She froze as wave after wave passed over her,
through her, her hips still rocking in a steady motion.  I held her
until the last ripples subsided.

We stood awhile, still joined, neither of us sure of standing without
the support of the other.  "The rain's almost stopped," she observed
after she had caught her breath.  We heard the soft rumble of thunder
in the distance.  She moved forward slightly and I felt my softening
erection slide gently out of her.  She turned to kiss me.  I held her
close, feeling her strong back, running my hands over her bottom, cool
to the touch now in the damp drizzle.  The storm had completely
passed, although it was still drizzling steadily under the trees.  We
pulled up our soggy shorts and underwear with difficulty and retrieved
our shoes and the wet, muddy blanket and walked to the car hand in
hand.  I looked up at the sky.

"Looks like the storm's over," I observed.

"No way," Robin purred, leaning her head on my shoulder.  "It's going
to storm all night long."

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