A stormy encounter

The cloud mass had been walking up the sky since late morning, first puffy white and gradually edging into darker and darker grey as the afternoon wore on. We were on the beach, enjoying the last few days of another Melbourne summer, the eighth we had shared in a casually ongoing friendship. With the last of the sunshine shafting down into the bay we were not inclined to run for cover now that we had the beach to ourselves as the tourists headed for the pub across the highway to shelter from the coming storm.
He helped me up and we moved to one of the bathing boxes that on this beach have tiny little verandas facing the bay. Now with my back to the wall of the bathing box he fulfilled the promise his hands and lips had been making all afternoon, slipping the string laces of my summer dress over my shoulders and grinning like a Cheshire cat as it slithered down my body to the veranda floor. 'Helena darling you have such a slim and petite body it's like undressing a schoolgirl' says he, and of course I can tell just how he feels about that by the apparent tent pole in his Bermuda shorts. Well of course that phenomenon deserved response and the only proper response was to investigate that bulge to see that nothing was amiss.
Well of course everything was fine, well wonderful is a better word and I could feel my nipples tightening under my little schoolgirl training bra, soft and sheer enough to poke out proudly and draw his mouth to them like honey to a bee. The jolts it sent through me were electric and started a rhythmic puckering back there that made my knees a little wobbly and my breathing a little deeper.
Pushing me down firmly but gently he laid me on the veranda with my head hanging over the edge, just perfect for angling my neck to receive. 'Now my little schoolgirl slut needs to push her lips firmly together and resist my prodding cock' says he and I think to myself 'not for a second more than needed to increase your excitement baby'. Next thing his twitching 6 1/2 uncut rod is in my face and the dribbling knob is pushing at my firmly pursed lips for entrance. He has his left hand holding the back of my head for support and changing the angle, and as his excitement overcomes his sensuality it tightens on my neck and his hips surge forward, driving his battering ram past my lips with a growl of animal lust.
Now that he has me in his power he pushes my head down so that my throat is in a straight line with my mouth and slowly face fucks me, gradually pushing deeper and harder until with a final thrust his knob is actually in my throat.
The storm is breaking and I can feel the raindrops on my face and breasts as his cock twitches and swells with lust, dribbling precum down my throat and making me cough around it. 'Now my sweet little high school slut you are going to take a load straight down your throat' he said and lifting my head a fraction buried his cock to the hilt, pushing my nose to one side so hard did he push his now hugely swollen cock into my mouth and down my throat went his first load, spurt after spurt, nearly chocking me in the process as I coughed and gagged into his relentless groin.
Momentarily spent he spooned me on that veranda as we watched the lightning fork over the distant city and the rain squall walk across the bay towards us. The air was so crystal clear breathing it felt like drinking wine as the wind bore the hammer of rain onto our sheltering roof. Now the storm was rising and so was my lover, hard again and needing ,he rolls me over onto my belly and starts kissing and licking my back in circles, lower and lower. Finally, after an age too long his tongue reaches the top of the cleft between my cheeks and his strong masculine hands pull them open so that his questing tongue may slip further down that valley revealed until it reaches my pouting, twitching rosebud. Now it's time for my clitty to twitch and dribble as his wet tongue licks and prods my pussy, pulling it open with his hands to allow his talented tongue to slip inside and do it's magic. The rain is pummeling down now and being driven over me by the wind but I can barely feel it as the heat generated by his incredible mouth and tongue set me aflame with a need to rival his own rampaging want.
'Oh shit take me baby!' I literally shout over the rising storm, the lightning now providing a light show and thunder a counterpoint to our cries of passion. Quickly he lifts me back onto the veranda, against the wall and lifts me onto his hips as I wrap my long legs around his waist and slowly lower myself onto that ramrod I have been needing for hours.
Holding the top of his shoulders I push myself up, almost far enough for him to pop out but that ain't gunna happen! Lowering again I push down until he is buried in me to the hilt, slowly squeezing and twisting my hips I give him a measure of the pleasure his lovely hard cock is giving me. Faster and faster until his need rises and he starts thrusting, almost banging my head into the support beams for the veranda. With each powerful thrust my clitty tingles deeper and sharper until it is impossible to contain further. On the next powerful thrust my clitty explodes and showers my lover's belly and chest with hot creamy girly milk, which sends him over the top completely.
Grabbing my upper arms in an iron grip he holds me stationary against the wall whilst he fucks me silly for about 30 seconds before grunting and snorting he pumps his hot cum deep into my pussy, grinding his hips to push that wonderful rod in to the very last fraction.
For an hour we lay on that verhanda as the storm slowly abates around us, sipping the chilled white he had brought along in a cooler and nibbling on grapes.
He left me at his car with a kiss and a gentle caress of my tiny little schoolgirl breasts and slapped my tushy as I turned to go to my car.
I walked slowly, enjoying the night air freshened by the storm and glorying in the moist stickiness as his juices ran out of my pussy and found their way past the leg band of my panties and down my inner thighs.