SINFUL ENCOUNTERS

Episode 10

RAIN SOAKED VERANDA AT THE FAMILY'S ESTATE PT 2

Lightning flashed across the dark sky, lighting up the veranda for a split second. The power flickered then died completely. The villa went black except for the faint glow of the storm outside.

Air blew the rain sideways under the roof, splashing against their legs and pooling around their bare feet on the wet wooden planks.

Elise stood frozen at the railing, her thin white sundress now completely soaked through. The fabric clung to her body like a second skin, translucent and heavy. Her full breasts were clearly visible, n*****s dark and stiff, poking hard against the wet material. Rain streamed down her face, her neck, and over the curves of her hips.

Theo stepped behind her, close but not quite touching yet. His bare chest radiated heat. The front of his cargo shorts brushed the back of her dress. His voice came low and rough near her ear. “Tell me to leave and I will.”

Elise didn’t say anything. Her heart hammered in her chest. She stayed still for a long moment, feeling the rain on her skin and his presence behind her.

She arched her back just enough that her ass pressed against the front of his shorts.

Theo groaned deep in his throat. The sound vibrated through her. His hands finally moved, sliding up her arms, then down to grip her hips tight.

He pulled her back against him and ground slowly, letting her feel the thick, hard length of his c**k through his trousers. He was big, hot and heavy, already fully hard.

Elise’s breath hitched.

“We can’t,” she whispered, even as she pushed her ass back harder against him, rubbing along that thick ridge.

“We already are,” Theo muttered against the side of her neck. His mouth found her skin, lips brushing first, then teeth grazing lightly. He sucked on the sensitive spot just below her ear. His hands squeezed her hips, holding her in place while he rocked his c**k against her ass in slow, deliberate strokes.

Rain continued to blow in, soaking them both. Elise could feel every inch of his c**k pressing between her ass cheeks through the wet dress and his shorts.

The heat of him made her p***y throb. She was already dripping, the wetness mixing with the rain running down her thighs.

Theo spun her around fast. Her back hit the wet wooden railing. He pinned her there with his body and crashed his mouth down on hers in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss. His tongue pushed past her lips, tasting and claiming her.

Elise moaned into the kiss and kissed him back just as hard. Their mouths moved wet and messy, rain streaming over their faces and mixing with saliva.

His palms slid up her sides and cupped her heavy breasts through the soaked dress. He squeezed them, feeling their full weight, thumbs rubbing slow circles over her stiff n*****s.

The rough texture of his hands against the wet fabric made her whimper. Her n*****s ached under his touch, sending sharp pulses straight to her c**t.

Elise reached down between them and palmed the thick ridge of his c**k through his shorts. He was rock hard. She stroked him firmly, feeling the heat and the way he pulsed under her hand. Theo groaned into her mouth and thrust his hips forward, f*****g her palm through the fabric.

He broke the kiss just long enough to grab her thigh and hike one of her legs up around his waist. The movement opened her up. His other hand slipped under the hem of her soaked dress and pushed her panties aside. His fingers found her p***y, hot, slippery and dripping wet.

“f**k, Elise, you’re soaked. Dripping all over my hand.” He growled against her lips.

Two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning. She was tight from years of nothing, but so wet that they slid in easily. Theo curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while his thumb found her swollen c**t. He f****d her slowly with his fingers, deep and steady, while rain poured over them both.

Elise bit down on his bare shoulder to keep from crying out loud. The muscle was hard under her teeth. Her hips rocked desperately against his hand, chasing the pressure. Every thrust of his fingers made wet, squelching sounds that mixed with the roar of the rain and thunder.

Theo kept kissing her, messy and deep, while his fingers worked her p***y. He pumped them faster now, curling harder against that spot. His thumb rubbed tight circles on her c**t. Elise’s leg trembled around his waist. Her p***y clenched around his fingers, squeezing tight.

Thunder rolled loud overhead. Lightning flashed again, lighting up their bodies for a second, her soaked dress transparent, his shorts tented, her leg wrapped around him, his hand buried between her thighs.

“Don’t stop,” she gasped against his mouth, voice breaking. “Please, your fingers feel so good.”

Theo groaned and added a third finger, stretching her wider. The burn felt perfect after so long without anything inside her. He f****d her with deep, steady strokes, his palm slapping lightly against her c**t with every thrust. Rain streamed down his back and over her breasts. Her n*****s were so hard they hurt.

Elise’s hips moved frantically now, riding his hand. Her juices coated his fingers and ran down his wrist, mixing with the rain. She could feel the pressure building fast, hot, and overwhelming. She bit his shoulder harder, moaning into his skin.

Theo’s mouth moved to her neck again, sucking and biting. “That’s it,” he muttered, voice rough.

“Ride my fingers. Get yourself off on my hand. I want to feel you come.”

Elise’s p***y clenched tighter. Her thighs started to shake.

The orgasm hit her hard and sudden, she cried out against his shoulder, the sound muffled by rain and thunder. Her walls pulsed around his fingers in strong, squeezes. Hot wetness flooded out around his hand as she came, her juices mixing with the rain running down her legs.

Theo didn’t pull his fingers out right away. He kept them buried deep, stroking slowly through her spasms, drawing out every pulse until her body finally started to relax.

Elise’s head fell forward against his chest, breathing hard. Her leg was still hooked around his waist. His c**k pressed hot and insistent against her inner thigh through his shorts. She could feel how wet she had made his hand.

Theo slowly slid his fingers out of her. He brought them up between their bodies and pushed them into her mouth.

Elise tasted herself, she sucked his fingers clean, eyes locked on his.

Theo watched her, breathing heavy, c**k still throbbing against her.

“We haven’t even f****d yet, and you already came so hard on my fingers.” he said, voice low and dark.

Elise released his fingers with a soft pop. Her p***y still pulsed with aftershocks, empty and aching for more. She reached down again and stroked his thick c**k through the wet shorts.

“Then don’t stop now,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “I need more. I need you inside me.”

Theo’s eyes darkened. He pressed his forehead to hers, both of them soaked, breathing the same humid air and filled with lust. His hand stayed on her hip, gripping tight, while her fingers kept stroking the hard length of him.