STORM OF LOVE
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Stars twinkled like tiny jewels scattered across the arched carpet
of a velvet sky and a full moon illuminated the land below.
A blanket spread over soft scented grasses cradles two young bodies as
they lay naked and vulnerable in each others arms, embraced by warm
summer air and caressed by a mid July's breeze Sticky and sweet.
A lean muscular young man runs his hand along her cream soft body and
up to her angel's face. Her hair the color of a fire blaze sunset and
her eyes dance and sparkle, soft as a summer's dream. Her lips pouty,
moist and glistening begging to be touched by his.
Passion begins to glow as their fingers trace delicate line across the
others body and tiny bumps appear as a chill born from pleasure creeps
up their spines and passion grows to desire.
Their lips search out and find the other's as his hand caresses her
tender parts. An almost inaudible moan escapes her throat as his
fingers slip within and desire grows to lust.
The wind blows and clouds blanket the sky, thunder in the distance,
electricity in the air as a warm rain begins to fall.
The lover's pull their bodies close and the wind begins to howl and the
storm's fury increases with their lust for touch.
Lightening flashes! And thunder claps! As his manhood is thrust within.
Her back arches and her hands clench, the wind howls and she moans in
answer.
Their bodies wrapped in the rapture of wind and rain, lust and desire,
each begging to please and yearning for pleasure as the storm rages
around them and the lust rages with in.
Their heart beats pound as the rain pours down, the lightening flashes
across the sky as they reach the apex of desire and their bodies charge
with spasms of pleasure and their cry's of ecstasy are drown out by the
claps of thunder that roll over the hills signaling the end to the
storm of love.
The End
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