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Passionately Playful
We adore the stormy days. In all of it's breathtaking beauty, it brings out the most passionately playful of moods within us.
The sound of thunder crashed as the rain began to fall. The sky turned a majestic black as the room brightened like the light of day. Our atmosphere so quickly changed into a haven of zen like sin.
My eye's turned an electric blue as I eagerly anticipated how the evening would play out. His eyes were hypnotic and his hands felt like lightning themselves , conducive in setting every fiber ablaze . A far greater storm was brewing on the inside, We made animalistic love to the pitter patter of rainfall and the crackling in the sky.
With the biggest grin, I giggled and grabbed him by the hand. We danced, kissed and laughed as the rain continued to pour down on our naked bodies. Bending me over and grabbing me by my wet ringlets of hair, he took me from behind. We adore stormy weather for the passionately playful mood it sets and damn does he like to fuck me at my wettest!
The sound of thunder crashed as the rain began to fall. The sky turned a majestic black as the room brightened like the light of day. Our atmosphere so quickly changed into a haven of zen like sin.
My eye's turned an electric blue as I eagerly anticipated how the evening would play out. His eyes were hypnotic and his hands felt like lightning themselves , conducive in setting every fiber ablaze . A far greater storm was brewing on the inside, We made animalistic love to the pitter patter of rainfall and the crackling in the sky.
With the biggest grin, I giggled and grabbed him by the hand. We danced, kissed and laughed as the rain continued to pour down on our naked bodies. Bending me over and grabbing me by my wet ringlets of hair, he took me from behind. We adore stormy weather for the passionately playful mood it sets and damn does he like to fuck me at my wettest!
Published 20th Jun 2018
| Edited 28th Jan 2019
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An altered version of my last piece, as I was unhappy with it.
An altered version of my last piece, as I was unhappy with it.
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20th Jun 2018 5:47am
27th Jun 2018 9:08pm
Still passionate and playful to read.
BTW did you know it was a superstition that making love during thunderstorms would aid conception. Women trying for children would grab their men for a passionate session for that reason when storms started.
"a moment of zen like sin" - Hope the Zen Buddhists don't sue you for defamation!
Favourite paragraph:
My eyes turned an electric blue as I eagerly anticipated how the evening would play out. His eyes were hypnotic and his hands felt like lightning themselves , conducive in setting every fiber ablaze . A far greater storm was brewing on the inside, We made animalistic love to the pitter patter of rainfall and the crackling in the sky.
Also liked the pic - the couple look faintly like Leonardo di Caprio and Kate Winslett.
BTW did you know it was a superstition that making love during thunderstorms would aid conception. Women trying for children would grab their men for a passionate session for that reason when storms started.
"a moment of zen like sin" - Hope the Zen Buddhists don't sue you for defamation!
Favourite paragraph:
My eyes turned an electric blue as I eagerly anticipated how the evening would play out. His eyes were hypnotic and his hands felt like lightning themselves , conducive in setting every fiber ablaze . A far greater storm was brewing on the inside, We made animalistic love to the pitter patter of rainfall and the crackling in the sky.
Also liked the pic - the couple look faintly like Leonardo di Caprio and Kate Winslett.
27th Jun 2018 9:10pm
21st Nov 2019 1:29am
This is my new favorite of your erotica. You do playfulness better than the rest. And when you make a storm playful you have won me over big time. This line along with the others was brilliant: "Our atmosphere so quickly changed into a haven of zen like sin". When I've tried my hand at storm writing it turned serious. But you have the lovers making love with the lightning and thunder only adding to their mirth.
XoXoXo
John
XoXoXo
John
