SINFUL ENCOUNTERS

Episode 11

RAIN SOAKED VERANDA AT THE FAMILY ESTATE PT 3

Theo yanked Elise’s soaked panties down her thighs in one rough motion.

The thin lace slid over her skin and dropped into the puddle of rain water at their bare feet with a soft splash. Without pausing, he shoved the wet sundress up around her waist, bunching the fabric so her ass and p***y were completely exposed to the cold night air.

He pushed his cargo shorts down just enough to free his c**k. It sprang out thick and heavy, veins standing out along the shaft, the swollen head already leaking precum.

Rain streamed over both of them as he gripped the base and rubbed the hot head up and down her slick folds.

“Been dreaming about this p***y for years,” he growled against her ear.

Then he thrust in hard.

One brutal stroke buried every thick inch inside her. Elise cried out loudly but nobody could hear it because of the loud thunder clap at that moment.

Her tight walls stretched around him, burning in the best way after so many years of nothing. Theo groaned deep in his chest, the sound vibrating through her body. She was so wet that he slid into her with no resistance, his balls pressing tight against her ass.

He started f*****g her right there against the railing, in deep and relentless strokes.

The wet wood pressed into her lower back with every hard thrust. Rain poured off the roof in heavy sheets, splashing onto their joined bodies. It soaked her t**s, ran in rivers down her stomach, and dripped down to where his thick c**k stretched her p***y wide open.

Theo grabbed her other leg and lifted it, wrapping both of her legs around his waist. The new angle let him drive upward into her, harder and deeper. His balls slapped loudly against her ass with every stroke. The wet, filthy sound mixed with the roar of the rain.

Elise’s head fell back, mouth open in silent screams. Her heavy t**s jiggled with every powerful thrust, n*****s dark and rock hard. Rain streamed over them, making her skin shine.

Theo kept pounding into her, hips snapping fast and brutal. His c**k dragged along her inner walls, hitting deep every time. Her p***y made loud, wet squelching noises around him, her juices mixing with the rain that ran down her thighs.

“f**k, you’re tight,” he grunted, voice rough.

“Soaking my c**k like you’ve been waiting for this.”

Elise could only moan in response. Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his wet skin. Every thrust pushed her closer to the edge. The stretch felt perfect, his thick c**k filling her completely, the head rubbing that sensitive spot inside with every stroke.

Theo reached between their bodies, his thumb finding her swollen c**t. He ground it in tight, firm circles while he kept f*****g her hard. The dual sensation made her thighs start to shake.

“c*m on your ex-husband’s little brother’s c**k,” he demanded, voice low and dark.

“Let me feel this p***y squeeze me.”

The words pushed her over. Elise shattered hard. Her p***y clamped down around his thick shaft, pulsing in strong waves. A hot gush of wetness flooded out around his c**k as she came. Her thighs trembled violently around his waist. Her mouth opened in a silent cry, head thrown back while lightning lit up her face again.

Theo didn’t stop. He f****d her straight through the orgasm, hips slamming up into her, drawing out every spasm until her body started to go limp in his arms.

Only then did he pull out.

He set her feet back on the wet floor, her legs shaky. Gripping his slick c**k in his fist, he stroked himself fast and rough. Thick ropes of c*m shot across her t**s and belly in heavy spurts. The warm semen landed on her flushed skin, mixing with the rain that immediately started washing it down her body in creamy streaks.

Theo groaned loud as he came. His c**k pulsed in his hand, shooting the last few drops onto her stomach.

They stayed locked together, panting hard. Elise leaned back against the railing, chest heaving. Theo pressed his forehead to hers, both of them soaked to the bone.

Neither of them spoke.

The storm raged around the villa. Their bodies stayed close, hearts still pounding, the air thick with the smell of s*x, and rain.

Slowly, Theo pulled his shorts back up. Elise let her dress fall back down, the wet fabric clinging to her c*m-streaked skin. They stood there in the dark for a long minute, the weight of what they had just done settling between them.

When the sun finally rose the next morning, the storm had passed. The veranda was quiet, puddles already drying in the early heat.

Elise made coffee in the kitchen like nothing had happened. Theo checked the shutters in silence, his eyes occasionally flicking to her.

They didn’t talk about it.

But both of them knew the truth