1. Orphans Of The Storm


    Date: 3/5/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Tinastits2, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    rises slowly from the sofa, and makes her way towards the door. "Shall we meet tomorrow? I'm working in the morning, but I'm free in the afternoon." I want her to stay, to talk about my mum, and maybe chat about other stuff too. "How about lunch, if you're not too busy?" "That'll be lovely, shall we say about one?" She leans in and hugs me again. This time I hug her back, her face sits comfortably tucked in the crook of my neck. "It's been so good to meet you at last Pedro." I walk her through the front door and I'm intrigued. Nobody calls me Pedro except my mum, have they been talking about me? We hadn't noticed the darkness that had suddenly spread around the house. There's a green-blue haze to the threatening dark clouds, that look so low that I feel I can almost touch them. A flash of lightening cracks way beyond the fields, sparking off the ground and sending blue electric spits into the humid air. Then the heavens open and huge wet drops fall onto the hard and parched ground, then very quickly the drips became a deluge. I shout above the noise of the angry rain that pelts against the porch roof. "Oh my god, you can't walk home in this, come back inside for a while, I'm sure it'll pass." "Yes, you're right, I'll get soaked in this. I haven't got a coat." The thought of her wet and transparent top fills my mind and I discretely adjust my cock without her seeing. Moving under the shelter of the veranda, she stops and looks into my eyes. "I love thunderstorms, don't you?" ...
    Her hand reaches out beyond the cover of the porch, and she lets her fingers play in the rain. "Do you think we could just sit on the porch and watch for a while?" "Is that a good idea," I say hurriedly, a little unnerved by her reckless lack of fear. "This place is all wood in case you hadn't noticed." Suddenly a clap of thunder shakes the air so loud it makes her gasp. "Wow, that was a close one!" Her face full of childlike joy. "I'm sure I'll be safe with you to protect me though," She giggles nervously, and moves towards the porch swing. "How about that beer now Peter?" Wiping her wet hand against her skirt she sits and tucks her legs under herself. I couldn't help but notice her sun kissed thighs, and I wonder if there maybe a tan line? And would I get to see it? I return with our beers, thinking this really isn't a great idea, but sitting next to her is way too appealing to be frightened now; my dad certainly wouldn't have approved of being outside in weather like this. For a moment I stand and watch her, fascinated by the black hair that had fallen over one shoulder. It's as if the storm is feeding her, making her even more beautiful. "Cheers," I clink her bottle with mine. "Won't your folks be worried about you?" I settle down next to her and secretly check for a ring. "Nope!" Her reply is blunt and lifeless, but I feel her hand slip into mine as if it was the most natural thing in the world. For a while we sit in silence, watching the lightening flash in the distance ...
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