Distance Lovers -3 Here Comes The Rain

"Is this true what I read here in Lily's journal?" asked Poppy. "Let me see that" and Mace took the clothe covered book from Poppy's hands. He read, smiled.1

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"On this warm and starless night we walked in the garden after dinner. Hand and hand stopping to kiss here and there. Suddenly the wind picked up, gray clouds rolling with the gale. I could smell the rain coming; the air crisp and fresh.3

We started to head back to the house but the rain began to pour. So we ran for the gazebo; for shelter.
Mace was so sweet, I felt like a Princess with him. We both sat on the bench, I was in the comfort of his strong arms. Looking in each other eyes; the soft moonlight glowed through the rainy mist. It reminded me of a party lantern hanging from a branch it was all the light we needed.
Delighted by Maces touch; it was pure magic when his lips slanted over mine. His moisture, warmth blended with all the passion that I felt. My breathing became heavier, toes curling in my shoes. Then he pecked my ear, whispering; “ darling are you ready?” I smiled.4

Knowing he was giving me time to walk a path I had not trod before. I found my voice and answered; “Uh huh, I’m ready as I’ll ever be.” he pulled me closer and the kiss was heated to the point that his mouth melted over mine. I moan into his mouth; “Yes, please.” my buttons seem to come a loose by themselves. His tongue was like a sweet flame licking away at my breast, my nips harden. Then a sensation cut a path to the center of my core. I begged him to do more. 5

With his teeth he nibbled at my earlobes making sexy noises that was driving me wild. He cupped my breast, I wanted him to touch my middle. Just like he caressed my breast.6

Mace was kissing me the whole time he worked on my you know what. I wiggled, squirmed, moaned. Then his big hands parted the dark curls between my thighs. I prayed the rain would never stop. He moved his hand and I grabbed it and put it back, I liked what he was doing to me. Mace smiled and asked; “Are you sure?” I gave the nod he had been waiting for. He touched my belly again, teased my navel, then his hand silken down my panties and grasped paradise. I arched up automatically wanting more. The bud in the middle was firm, and it tingled when he played with my flower. Stroking slowly, causing me to crave more.
He told me I was ready because I was wet. His finger slide in easy enough. I thought this is not hurting; like I had heard, was told.7

Without another word he totally undressed me, and covered me with his jacket. He undone his self also, and then laid me down on his outer coat. It was then I realized he had laid on top of me giving my nipples attention. I was thinking how natural this felt, how wonderful. The skin to skin contact was awesome.8

He was rubbing and rocking on my leg and it was like a key to the door, I spread my thighs wide so he could rock on me.
In that position he put it in me, but it was pushing against something. He then kissed me sweetly and told me; “It going to hurt a little darling.” I was wiggling, squirming under him wanting him to make me his. 9

The rod he had put in me was hard but it felt good. I wanted more. He spoke again; “I have to break through honey.”
I locked on and with a deep French kiss, he tore through as I screamed in his mouth; when this soft but hard rod entered me all the way. I felt like I was sitting on a pole. It did hurt and I was afraid to move. I was real still and then I felt the throbbing, and pressure building. That's when he said I could wiggle again. I didn’t move. Just started to pushing it out, then he put it back in again. It lasted a long time. In, out in, out in, out."10

I love Mace and I will always be his.11

(End of her Journal)12

Mace memory refreshed again:13

"It was a odd feeling; but I felt her body pulling for my rod to come back inside her. It was so good, I started to move, and meet each thrust I wanted it in there forever it felt so good. She told me to slow down but I got faster and faster. Then all of a sudden the gazebo spun around, and I realized something was happening new again to her. When it was over, she explained to me that she have reached her first climax and wanted to know would it get better each time its done like that? I wanted more right then. But Lily needed attention and we had to sneak back into the house, so I could help her clean up. My parents were asleep now.14


She apologized for messing up my coat; "I have stained it with my virgin blood, and I wanted to have it cleaned." I said to her, "no!" I will never wear it again; I'll just keep it to remember tonight. We dressed, kissed now and it was so enchanting, even better then before. This was one night I shall always remember every time anyone says; Here comes the rain.15

Yes we dreamed of our life together after our marriage: But!
we never married, to live in my parents old house; Mace and Lily to have a few kids and often visited the gazebo, after long walks in the garden. Older now but our hearts are sealed within each raindrop the falls from the heavens above. So she came to me this time to stay. Trace followed her and done her in.16

My worst nights are the rainy ones. I just want to kill him for killing her even after he didn't want her. Why couldn't he let Lily & I be happy?"17

"I love her"18

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This is a shory story that the lady wrote in her journal, someting she never wanted to forget.....

part three of Distant Lover

coming soon part four.........

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  • Ted E Bare gold member
    January 28, 2008

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    I know from experience when nibbling on a lady's earlobe is a turnon for most anyway. Love the story and how it is based on viewing a journal.

    Ted E


  • raingoddess gold member
    January 27, 2008

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    Sweet

    This is a very sweet and romantic story, you have doen a great job as you always do. thank you for sharing and keep them coming.

    raingoddess


  • Brazos silver member
    July 16, 2007

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    Here Comes the Rain...

    in more ways than one, of course. The rain from the sky, the rain from his penis, the rain of the virgin blood.

    Ah, the sweet essence of pain and pleasure embodied by the loss of innocence. Thank goodness the lady had a gentle lover, willing to guide her slowly and calmly through the process.

    And, it has a happy ending! A moral for the story: love at first taking CAN last a lifetime.

    Kudos to you Novy, a wonderful short story here. It doesn't necessarily reflect what happens to most women, but it shows what can happen...

    Love to you,
    Brazos