This is a work of fantasy. It is not about real people, and if it is, its not what they would 
do. (not that you are likely to know them anyway). If you are under 18, go away, since I 
don't like to get in trouble. If you are turned off by perversion, what are you doing at 
asstr? In other words, go away. If none of this applies to you, great! Read on! Have fun! 
Let me know what you like! 
Oh, and I work hard on my writingso guess what? Its mine. That's right boys and 
girlsits copyrightedso if you want it? Just ask- we'll talk. 
 
Dryad  
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The Storm (MF, Rom)

The thunder cracked.  She rushed out ahead of him, pealing off her wet t-shirt as she ran.  
Will ran out of the car, yelling at her to get back in the car.  As she turned to him, the 
lukewarm rain running rivulets down her exposed chest, he stopped mid-sentence.  She 
turned and continued running into the middle of the open field.  He shook his head, 
grinned and ran after her.

He caught up with her midfield, the lightening brightening the night sky, giving him the 
light he needed to see her.  Dora squirmed out of her wet cut-offs, yanking at Will's own 
shirt.  He gratefully ditched it, breaking all land speed records in undressing.  Their wet 
bodies clung together, finally finding each other. Their kisses were urgent, pressing, 
electric.  When they finally separated, Dora spoke up.

"You knowwe're just asking for God to strike us down."

"Well, you know what they always saywhen you are out in a field during a storm, get 
as close to the ground as possible," he replied with a wink.

They sank into the verdant grass, rolling around each other.  Will released her mouth, 
moved lower, and sucked in a moist nipple.  She squealed at the feeling of warm in 
contrast the cool rain.  Their bodies pressed together, Dora's fingernails bit into Will's 
back.  Her body undulated against his, begging him to stop the teasing.  The rain grew 
heavier, and the lightening brightened the sky more insistently, in tempo with their 
lovemaking.

Will entered her body just as a lightening strike hit a tree on the edge of the large field.  
The strike shook the ground, energized the air all around them.  Fear could not overtake 
their passion.  Dora thrust herself against Will, pressing him deeper and deeper into her, 
close to her own completion.  She shrieked into the storm, her body as tempestuous as the 
elements.  Will leaned low, and began kissing her wildly, teasing her tongue as his shaft 
teased her center. Moaning frantically, closing in on exploding herself, she squirmed 
beneath him, begging for release.  He answered in kind, pounding his body against hers, 
moaning in pleasure as he exploded inside her.

He rolled slightly to one side, held her in the rain, watching the lightening cross the sky, 
sighing in delight.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" She whispered still breathing heavily, her fingers tracing idle 
designs on his chest.

He nodded, holding her close, his own exciting Storm, as the rain cooled their heated 
bodies.

Copyright Dryad 2002 (gbbjg@yahoo.com) http://www.asstr.org/~Dryad

