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I always loved rainy days. Ever since I was a small child, being out in the rain was one of my favourite feelings. The cold rain hitting my skin would immediately bring a smile to my face.

The fun of splashing in the puddles was an added bonus. Then, the sprint indoors to be bombarded with the warmth and hot chocolate shoved into my hands from my mother. A movie on the TV whilst snuggled under a blanket. It was perfect.

As I got older, the rainy days only improved. All the same activities still occurred -- my mother bringing the hot chocolate was swapped with my boyfriend -- but with one more thing: s3x. Arguably the most fun rainy day activity.

This particular day, there was a thunderstorm. Every so often the window would be illuminated by a flash of lightening and the roar of thunder would cause the house to feel like it was shaking. I would flinch with each roar of thunder. I wasn't scared of storms but the claps were so loud and harsh.

I had been wrapped in a blanket since the morning. The entire day the movies had been circulating on the TV. Some channel had been playing back to back romance movies all day. They were my boyfriend's favourite genre, even if he never admit it to me.

He was beside me, underneath the blanket from the wa!st down, his arm slung over the back of the sofa behind me. His fingertips moving in small circles on my sh0ulder.

I cuddled my body further into him, letting my arm rest over his tors0. Over a few seconds, my arm slid down his tors0 and my hand was resting on his cr0tch. I hadn't noticed the movement until I felt his ch3st tense underneath me.

Once I had realised, a small smirk made its way onto my face. I continued to adjust myself, making out as if I was uncomfortable in my current position, but making sure my hand grazed over his cr0tch as I moved. Now, his entire body was tense and I could feel his eyes on me.

He leant his head down to my ear. "You know exactly what you're doing," he said.

"Oh, but I don't," I giggled, continuing, "Sir."

With that one word, his hand had grabbed my wr!st to halt my movements. Although, I had felt the movement in his trousers before he moved me. He had been asking for me to call him 'Sir' for the longest time.

I was always open to try it but had never done so up until that moment. I immediately could tell he was not joking about liking it from the reaction it el!cited.

"Are you sure you want to try this now?" He asked me with love pouring out of his eyes. His grip still tight around my wr¡st.

I nodded. "Yes, I'm sure." I loved that he checked.

To Be Continued...

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A smile took over his face before he captured my l¡ps with his own, kişśing me aggressively. His hand let my wr¡st go free so it could toy with the hem of the tank tøp I had on.

He parted his l¡ps from my own and both his hands grabbed the bottom of my tøp, pulling it up and over my head in a swift movement. My brê@şts fell out of the tøp, a small bounce as they situated themselves back to normal.

The normal didn't last long as he grabbed øne in his hand, squ€€zing tightly. A breath left my møuth when his hand grazed over my sĕns¡tive ŋ¡pple. His hand left my b00b, falling to my p@nt¡es. He pushed them halfway down my legs.

I lifted my bødy so I could pull them øff the rest of the way. In all the commotion, the blanket had fallen to the floor.

He looked over my bødy. "Get øn yøur knęės." He motioned to the gap in between his l€gs on the floor.

I nodded, moving to the floor but, before I could, his hand clasped around my thr○at, lightly squ€€zing.

"Did you say something?" He asked and I immediately knew what he wanted.

"Yes, Sir," I said.

With one t¡ghter squ€€ze, his hand dropped. I moved off the sofa and kn€lt betw€€n his l€gs. I let my hands rest on my th¡ghs.

I looked up at him through my eyelashes and chewed on my l¡p whilst I waited for his to tell me what to do next. His eyes were travelling over my b○dy and his right hand was in my hair, gr¡pped t¡ghtly.

I suddenly realised I was completely n@k£d, yet he was fully cl○thed. There was something so @r○using about that.

Something about being kn£lt in fr○nt of him, completely bare, waiting for him to tell me what to do was making my ent!re b○dy excited. I felt my n¡ppl£s get h@rd£r and my pv$$y w@rm£r. Once he was finished adm!ring m€, he started to unbvtt○n his tr○use£rs.

"Put your hands behind your back and do not move them," he said.

I complied with his wishes and moved my hands into that position, clasping them together behind my back. He pulled his tr○u$€rs d○wn sl!ghtly, his c○čƙ p○pping øut of its cønfinement. I instinctively l¡ck€d my l¡ps at the sight of his hvrd c○ćƙ in frønt of my f@ce.

"Svçƙ."

"Yes, Sir."

The hand that was entangled in my hair pushed my h€@d d○wn to h¡s c○ĉƙ. His øther hand guided h¡s c●çƙ intø my m●uth beføre joining its partner in my ha¡r. I kept my hands firmly behind my back as I worked øn h!s th¡çƙ v€¡nƴ hvge d¡čķ. I svçƙ€d, l¡ćk€d, and tw¡rl€d my t●ngue arøund in various motions. H¡s hands pushing d●wn on my h€@d, so I had no choice but to continue svçƙing his h○t thr○bb!ng ç●ĉƙ. I was desperate to møve my hands, to touch my @çhing w€t pv$$y while I svçƙed h¡m d●wn of my thr○@t, but I couldn't. I had to do what he told me to.

His breaths and m○@ns kept me going. The qu¡et curs€s I hear exit his m○uth whilst I svćƙ€d h¡s b€@utiful c○ĉƙ was euph○r¡c in my ears. I was m○@ning and g@gg¡ng too.

As he was keeping my h€@d d○wn øn him, pushing himself further and further intø my thr○@t which was gl¡stening with his pr€-cvm, I was letting my m○ans slip whenever I had the air too.

He h¡t the back of my thr○@t suddenly, causing m€ to g@g m○re.

Abruptly, using my ha¡r, he yanked my h€@d øff h¡m. I looked up at him once møre, hands behind my back, eyes wat€ring, l¡ps parted slightly -- and definitely plump -- and s@l¡va running down from h¡s still hvrd thr○bb¡ng ç○ĉƙ to my ch¡n and øver my t¡t$.

To Be Continued...

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