Cool, Lovely Rain

I wasn't sure if it was the rocking of the boat or the stifling heat woke me from a troubled sleep. My entire body was bathed in sweat and the sheets on my bunk were damp with my perspiration. Anchored out like that, with no generator running the air conditioner didn't work. Although the hatch was open, there just wasn't enough breeze to push any wind currents below deck.

Of course, the heat and the rocking boat was only part of the problem. I was horny as hell. I lay back down and tried to envision in my mind a picture of the young nymph, the beautiful daughter of the older couple that ran the Marina. She had been flitting about in her little outboard runabout all day, barefoot, short shorts, and a halter-top that did not began to conceal her ample breasts. Her sun streaked blond hair and bronze colored skin had made a lasting impression on me when she assigned me to an anchorage early that day.

Friendly banter, full of sexual innuendo, had me looking forward to a date with her the next night, but that wasn't helping my frustrated, swollen cock right then. I got up, moved from the cabin through the companionway and stuck my head out of the main hatch to see what, if anything was happening on any of the other boats. Although it wasn't even midnight yet, there was no sign of life and only masthead lights to the seen in the anchorage. In contrast, the main dock, a hundred feet away was brightly lit.

I figured there was nobody that could see anyway, so I stepped out on deck and began urinating over the side. [It's not easy to pee with a hard on.] There was thunder off in the distance and I was hoping for some rain to cool it off a little. I was standing there nude, eyes closed, lost in my thoughts, my hard cock in my hand, when a voice called "ahoy there." It was her.

I jumped so hard I pissed on my foot. I tried to stem the flow but the three beers I had before I went to bed had to come out. "That's quite a show, don't you have a head aboard?" She was laughing.

I finally got it shut off and moved back into the companionway so that I was only exposed from the waist up. "Sorry, I didn't think anybody was up and about."

"It's too hot to sleep. Want some company?"

"Sure, come on out, I'll be dressed by the time you get here."

"Don't go out of your way for me, maybe I'll join you," she said with a chuckle.

Her words and the erotic vision they brought to my mind caused my erection, which had begun to wane, to immediately regain its fighting size and shape. I had barely slipped on some shorts when I heard her little outboard approaching. By the time I got back on deck she was trying the painter off to a cleat by the boarding ladder. The main marina lights had gone out to be replaced by the dimmer security lights.

"I was hoping you would have a couple of cold beers. I am old enough but Mom and Dad don't like for me to drink around them."

The first tentative drops of cooling rain began hitting the deck like pellets. "We better get inside or we will be soaked. Come below, and I'll get us that beer."

"You go get the beer, I'm going to stay here and enjoy the rain. Also bring a bar of soap when you come back." The thought of the soap and her using it brought new, exciting, ideas to my mind.

I got a couple of beers and found a fresh cake of soap in the supply larder. I was pleasantly surprised when I came back up on the aft deck to find her completely nude, her head back, enjoying the feel of the cooling rain running over her body. [And I thought I was horny before.] She was tall and slender with short, sun streaked, blond hair and perky breasts perfectly proportioned to her body. It was obvious that she spent a lot of time in the sun nude, because her golden skin had no tan lines at all and her pussy was completely devoid of hair.

She had her back to me so I did what I considered to be natural and dropped my shorts too. The state of my arousal was very evident when she turned around. Her eyes were wide when she said, "oh, we will take care of that in a few minutes, first, why don't you give me a soap down, then I'll do you."

I can't describe the erotic feelings that went through me as my hands, lubricated with soap, slipped and slid over, around, and under the most desirable parts of her body. From behind I did her neck, shoulders, back, waist, buttocks and legs. I moved around to the front and started working my way down. Despite the heat, the rain was cool and the nipples on her breasts were like hard little raisins. When I touched them, ever so carefully, ever so softly, I could see goose bumps on her arms. "Oh, I like that and you can do some more later but right now, it's my turn to do you. Turn around."

The erotic feelings I mentioned before were magnified tenfold when her hands began their journey over my body. Slowly, she caressed her way down from my neck and shoulders to my back, waist, and buttocks. I was so aroused that I almost ejaculated when her hand slid between my legs and touched my testicles.

I turned around again, thoughts of the sensuous bathing exercise driven from my mind, replaced by the undeniable need for carnal rapture. I took her in my arms and kissed her, tentatively at first only to find her mouth open and eagerly awaiting my tongue. The rain continued to pour over us as I kissed her lips, her eyes, her ears and worked my way down to her shoulders and eventually to her breasts with the hard little, raisin like, nipples. The rain had washed away every vestige of the soap. I fell to my knees and continued my trail of kisses until I encountered other lips that were just as eager for my attention. She put one leg over my shoulder so I could partake of the ambrosia that came from within her. I was soon rewarded with moans of pleasure and writhing that let me know she had attained the pinnacle of sexual satisfaction.

"Oh my God, I've never done anything like that in the rain before. I feel weak. Sit down in that deck chair over there and let me take care of a you."

I did as I was told. She came to me on her knees, and took me in her mouth. I did the same thing she had done, moaning, writhing and eventually flooding her with the byproduct of my climax.

Later, in my bunk we made love again, only this time face to face with my cock buried deep in her pussy, savoring the heat that made our bodies glisten with sweat. We moved back out on deck and did it again in the dark and the rain.

That was almost ten years ago. When it rains after dark now we often go down to the boat and make love on the aft deck. The forecast is for rain tonight.

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