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Under My Umbrella, Ella, Ella, Ay!
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Under My Umbrella, Ella, Ella, Ay! The DMV is experiencing so much rainy weather these days, and if you’re anything like me you like to be under someone during times like these. Well, if you don’t have the right person or the right NOW person to be cuddling with, do what I do ‒ reminisce on the special time you had with someone. Here’s mine… I was leaving work heading home one Friday and it started raining. Fortunately I always leave an umbrella at work for such days like this, and I don’t like small umbrellas because ‒ let’s be honest ‒ you just never know. As the rain picked up it was almost like you really couldn’t see that far ahead of you, but I could see far enough to notice the woman coming from the opposite direction with no umbrella and a lab coat draped over her head. I stood there at the light and waited for her to come across the street, then motioned for her to join me under my umbrella. “Thank you, you’re so sweet!” she said as we continued on our way. “No problem, now what are you doing out here with no umbrella in all this rain?” She explained that she lost her umbrella ‒ either on the train, the bus, or maybe she left it at home, and as I escorted her to the train station I noticed she just couldn’t stop smiling. “So where you headed, and do you have to walk far when you get there?” She told me she was going to Vienna metro station and her sister would be picking her up from the station so she would be fine, and as we entered the station she thanked me one more time and I was on my way. As I stood there waiting on the train I noticed her walking over and standing next to me, and since I was traveling in the opposite direction I pointed her to the correct train as my train was coming and I didn’t want her riding in the wrong direction as wet as her clothes were. That weekend I bought a truck so I had no plans on getting back on the train, but after driving for a week in gridlocked traffic I was persuaded to pick up my old routine. As I headed to the station I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned to see the young lady from the rainy day. We greeted one another and as we walked to the station together she asked why I didn’t hit on her, “Well every man doesn’t wanna do every woman he helps, some of us just have good hearts and good intensions.” So because of my kind act she invited me to dinner but I had to decline. “Are you involved?” she asked. “No.” “Are you not interested in women?” “I LOVE women!” “So what’s the problem, why decline?” “I don’t eat with strangers.” She smiled and we introduced ourselves and she gave me her number so we could get acquainted before our date. As we talked during that week I noticed we had so much in common, from our love of music to being big at heart. She was even a video game fanatic! She let me know she would be preparing a nice picnic style dinner for me because of the foods we both said we liked, but as the day arrived ‒ it rained again! Even if we wanted to we couldn’t have a picnic at the park but she invited me over anyway, stating she wanted to give me a picnic and I was gonna get one. I arrived to her house and she had a blanket spread across the living room floor, a picnic basket full of food, and music flowing from the CD player. I ate so much food I could barely move, “Make sure you leave room for desert,” she said, “I got strawberry shortcake.” I followed her to the kitchen to help her when she asked for a kiss, I wasn’t gonna refuse her and I wanted one as well. The little kiss turned into a big kiss, then a bigger kiss. She took her shirt off, then my shirt, then we undressed one another ‒ taking time to admire and pleasure the newly exposed parts of one another’s bodies. I picked her up and put her legs on my shoulders, kissing her inner thighs as she dug her nails into the back of my head (thank goodness she had a high ceiling). I could feel her moisture as I made my way up and down her thighs through her soaked Vickie’s, and as I put her down she threw them as far as she could. I couldn’t wait to feel her, and it was every BIT as good as I thought it would be! I felt her nails dig into my back as I thrust my way inside her, her moans in my ear in between the kisses to my earlobes and neck. I took my hands and palmed her Ass, squeezing it with every thrust. She took her hands and put them on my Ass, I could feel her as she guided the motions, “Right there Baby, right there!” I obliged her desires and gave her special spots all the attention they deserved, I could tell she favored the gentle strokes and subtle licks I gave her nipples but she never let go of my Ass. She often told me I have a “Grippable Ass”, and every time she creamed she squeezed a little tighter, moaned a little louder, shook a little harder. She asked me to roll over so she could ride me, and as I gave in to her wish I could feel the splash from all the wetness. I watched a good girl get wild as she went from a gentle gyration to a heavy bounce, her hair came undone and so did her demaeanor… “Fuck the SHIT outta me!” I looked at her like “Where the hell did THIS come from?!” I smacked her Ass just to see how she would respond, and she LOVED it! The more I smacked the harder she bounced, until finally it was time for me to cum. She got up and stroked me till it was all done, then she collapsed on my chest. I don’t remember falling asleep but I do remember her sister walking in and standing over us, I looked up and her sister stood over us… “You sharing or is this something you’re keeping for yourself?” Oh for the love of a rainy day! |
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