BDSM Erotica
"Deluged" a sex story by Kay Jaybee
The intense, clammy heat of the burning summer sunshine had been threatening to break all day, and now, at last, cooling spots of water freckled the earth. The second the first quiet droplets began to fall, Beth allowed herself to be stripped naked and tied to the wooden slatted picnic table in a secluded corner of their garden. With her bronzed arms stretched above her head, and her legs spread wide, she waited for her lover's fantasy to begin, a willing sacrifice to the elements.
As if making up for lost time, the rain rapidly gained pace. The drops almost sizzled as they hit Beth's sun-scorched flesh. They ran between her tanned breasts, and pooled briefly on her flat stomach before trickling off in thin streams down her sides. Her back ached against the unyielding wood, but the tight restraints made wriggling into a more comfortable position impossible. Forced to close her hazel eyes to mere slits against the bruised sky's quickening squall, Beth felt the water smooth her long black hair, plastering it to her head and shoulders.
Rising from the chair where he'd been enjoying the scene of imprisonment before him, the naked voyeur decided the time for more direct action had arrived. His palms traveled straight to Beth's vulnerable tits, trapping moisture between his rough skin and her soft globes. He pressed his lips to her nipples, and drank up the liquid that coated her chest, making Beth mewl with pleasure. Water crept between her parted lips, and she swallowed it eagerly, letting the rain ease the dryness of her throat.
The patter of the building rainfall was replaced by louder smacks as the cloudburst became a fully-fledged downpour. Yet the silent man took no notice of their bodies' mutual saturation. Trailing calloused hands across his girl's stomach, he parted Beth's legs, staring, fascinated, as rainwater streamed down between her thighs, flattening the neatly trimmed hair of her pussy. Gently parting her vulva, he made Beth sigh with increased longing as heavy splatters smacked her clit, each direct hit making her body leap slightly within its bonds.
Again he brought his mouth to her, this time gulping down the heady mixture of rain and sweet sex juice from between her legs. Repeatedly lapping at Beth's drenched clit, he ignored his captive’s moans as they grew louder, her hips rising in anticipation of a climax.
Beth was so close now. Her hands clenched into fists, frustrated in their inability to caress her lover. She wished he'd put his wet cock into her mouth, but he was focusing entirely on her lower limbs, tracing the path of the raindrops as they chased each other down her bent legs.
The force of the drenching increased again, making it impossible for Beth to open her eyes at all, as water frothed around her closed lids. Sensing a sudden oppressive darkness in the sky, she knew that the forecast thunder wasn't far away.
Beth's body flinched when she felt the tip of her man's dick press against her thighs. She struggled to press forward as his thick cock hovered teasingly at the entrance of her cunt. Breaking his silence, he laughed at Beth's desperate body hopelessly attempting to maneuver him inside her. Tears of frustration danced at the corner of her eyes, mingling with the rain.
The torrent had become so concentrated that they might as well have been standing under a power shower. The spits were evolving into pellets of hail, and the strangely warm iced circles struck her over and over again, as effective in their punishment as any well-aimed cane. Beth's mind filled with images of Chinese water torture victims, twisted with agony and longing, persecuted by naked gaolers who fucked wildly before them.
Suddenly dragged from her obscene thoughts, Beth froze. Something cold, smooth, and metallic had been pushed up inside her. Her head swam with possibilities as to what the invader might be. It was maddeningly slim, and her muscles struggled to clench around it, her tormentor slithering its seemingly endless length further into her slick hole.
The expected thunder announced itself ominously across the sky. As if that was the signal he'd been waiting for, her man held the garden hoses metal nozzle firmly in place, and, without pausing, turned on the tap.
Beth screamed as the shockingly cold water douched her, making her feel as if her insides were being whipped with water. Spurting furiously against the walls of her womb, jets of moisture spilt out of her in jolting icy bursts, joining the expanding puddles on the patio tiles below her.
Her partner's dick began to strain impatiently as he watched his hostage receive her cleansing. At last he judged it was time. Taking a single finger, he placed it lightly over Beth's hard clit. The effect was electric. Her spine went rigid as she jacked up, straining against the sodden ropes, coming in shuddering waves against the background of the first flash of lightning.
Colors danced through Beth's head as her lover turned up the tap’s pressure, making her internal soaking even more intense than the external pounding of the driving rain. Beth hardly noticed when he yanked out the hose and, laying on top pf her, replaced it with his own thick cock, bringing her to a second glorious blast of ecstasy.
Rainwater squelched between them, and, as the bruising weather crashed against his back, Beth's man finally shot some moisture of his own into her thoroughly, deliciously, deluged body.
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Copyright October 2008, Kay Jaybee
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