14-12-2021, 08:34 PM
He asked her to wear the night gown and move to the terrace.
He too wore his shorts and rushed upstairs. As mentioned earlier, their house was pretty well shielded from all sides.
They started kissing each other in the rain.
Water droplets drenched their bodies, saliva drenched each other’s mouth cavities.
He took the gown off and off went his shorts. Only if anyone had come to their house, would have had the shock of his life and had seen them making it out in the rains.
But right now she didn’t give a damn to the world. She wanted to enjoy love making in the rain. It was the first time she was doing it. On the terrace floor the shorts and gown had been entangled to do their lovemaking in the rain.
He kissed her hard and continued doing it and then moved down to her boobs and drank the nectar of love, rain water hitting her ample bossom formed a trickle from the boobs which he was too eager to drink.
The scene was very romantic. It was raining all around. The huge playground in the front provided seclusion by way of tall trees. Due to rain, not much activity and less chance of anyone coming in as well. One could listen sound of some boys running in the wet ground. General happiness all around and sexual ecstacy on the terrace.
He sucked her boobs and then moved down to drink the trickling down water from her pussy. After about 10 mins of pussy licking he got up and she got down to suck his cockl. Tiny streams of water trickled down from the humungous hose. She was lapping it all up.
The terrace was not conducive to fuck her position in the missionary style, so he did the next best thing. He stood and made her stand and with some effort lifted her up so that she engulfed him with his legs and her pussy meeting her cock. He was going to fuck her in standing position.
The boy had some strength and resolve – she thought.
After a couple of minutes of adjustments, her pussy hole was now in direct alignment with his tool and her weight meant that she could take in the cock much more in that the regular missionary route.
With his thighs working overtime to support the weight of the lady the motions started. He was enjoying it. Her back was rubbing against the wall tiles – thank god it was not direct cement. Motion by motion the cock hit much deeper. Her pussy hole was a bit more open minded than the asshole since the cock went in easily in the pussy. They had developed a very good rhythm and she was savouring this fuck. She had one hand taking support of the window railings of one of the terrace rooms and the other holding his head.
Even in such a rain she could feel her body sweating. The sweat of hard work is always sweet she thought and continued. Meanwhile the sexual ecstacy had made Vicky make her leave the window railings and took her to the middle of terrace, requiring an enourmous amount of strength. He was about to cum and she was on verge of second one on the terrace.
Not detailing love making further for repetition.
As she lay on the terrace floor, he took out his cock and brought it near her face, very willingly she drank all the white fluid and licked it clean. Rain water helped in licking faster.
He collapsed on top of her.
They lay on the terrace floor, facing dark rain showering clouds, allowing the rain gods to cleanse their bodies.
It was first day of fuck of many more to come.
The routine with Paramjeet was set.
He would come for breakfast fuck in the morning.
She would bring the dinner to his house for the night shift.
He used to go later to office than usual many a times.
He did not fuck the mother daughter duo together but it soon came out in open. Will take this part of the story in next update.