Summer rain
Hot Hook Up - A True Story - 15 Sep 2025
Party
Summer in Melbourne. Expected sporadic weather.
A Northcote party in full swing, friends of friends - drinking, dancing, flirting.
I’d noticed you noticing me. In the kitchen making mojitos.
In the living area embracing 90s alternative and grunge amongst bodies bathed in sweet and sweaty humidity.
In the garden clouded in cigarette smoke and others murmured insistent flirtations.
Somehow never close enough to engage.
My friends are leaving and I’d lost sight of you for a while so plan on calling it a night myself.
As I tap the taxi number into the wall phone (no mobiles in those days) I feel a presence behind me at the same time the receiver us hung up by an unknown hand.
A warm breath in my ear.
“Not yet beautiful… we have unfinished business”.
A startled turn. And there you are. Long white blonde hair tied back. Black clad from silky dress shirt to black boots. Vivid green eyes and delectable mouth in a face chiselled to perfection.
Taking my hand.
Those eyes drinking me in as that mouth bends to kiss my wrist then gently draw his tongue against it.
“You’re coming with me”, a growl as you take the same hand to lead me through the house and out the back door.
Some scattered heavy drops of rain and a popular bass beat calling from the dance floor have left a vacant garden. The only light a sliver of moon muddied by clouds.
At the rear corner somewhat hidden by palms, a wooden table and benches now devoid of earlier snacks.
Here you stop, your back to the table, and draw me close.
“I need to taste that mouth.”
I’m intoxicated by lust and refusal doesn’t enter my mind.
Your mouth is warm as you drag your lips firmly and slowly against mine. I gently nip and am met with a tongue licking against my own. Hands reach down to grab my arse and pull my hips closer.
You’re hard through those jeans… hard and big.
We kiss and grind our bodies against each other for an eon.. and then I am being turned and lifted deftly onto the table. Kissing mouths and neck continues as your hands slide my knees apart.
Slide my short dress up my thighs.
Slide my panties to the side.
Slide fingers around my now sodden pussy.
Slowly exploring the lips, grazing against my clit then expertly drawing lazy circles against her until she quivers.
“Do you like that gorgeous girl?”, a rasp at my throat.
“Yes I like it”… my voice from a million miles away.
“Shall I continue?”
“Yes”
One hand leaves the wet crevice to unbutton the top of my dress. The same hand moves my bra aside leaving a nipple craving attention. You’re good at this.
Tongue laves tip with saliva, swirls, kisses, licks.
I gasp - the pleasure is almost unbearable.
Then, simultaneously my nipple is suckled hard whilst your other roaming fingers thrust inside my throbbing cunt. So wet… so fucking wet. Mouth from one nipple to the other as my pussy devours your fingers and my clit is thumbed vigorously. I’m thrashing.. I want to come… I really want to come.
No, not yet - you are in control.
Fingers and mouth retreat as you kiss my mouth hard. I’m turned over and bent across the table.
My dress lifted, your hands grasping my cheeks, pulling my knickers up into my crack and rubbing fingers against fabric from arse through to dripping pussy.
Warm rain drops getting heavier, we’re both soaked with clothes clinging.
Knickers suddenly wrenched down and tossed to the side. Arse lifted slightly as fingers make way for tongue. Hard and long licks front to back, back to front. So goddamn wet. Then -
“I need to fuck you now. Tell me you want it”.
No doubts at all.
“Yes…fuck me. Right now”.
Pushed further forward, sensitive breasts grazing the table surface. A brief pause and then a smooth head sliding amongst my saturation. Between my cheeks… against swollen lips and clit. Sliding… gliding. And in one swift movement there! You are as big as I thought… and then some.
Hard. Smooth. Oh so slow to start. You fit perfectly and know what you’re doing.
Slow…
Slow…
In and out.
A delicious rhythm.
My pussy is pulsing and needy.
“Harder” I direct.
You pull my upper body closer so as to grab my breasts in both hands. Your fingers find my peaks and pinch as your cock slams as instructed.
Hard.
Now hard and fast.
Nipples pulled and twisted.
Biting the back of my neck.
One hand winds back and down between my thighs.
Nipple thumbed.
Clit thumbed.
Balls slapping my legs.
Cock thrusting hungry greedy saturated pussy.
Harder
Harder
Fuck
Fuck
Now!!!!
You gush inside me.
I gush all over your cock.
We are completely drenched and so very sated.
Reckon we might head back to mine for round 2. 😉😁
Summer in Melbourne. Expected sporadic weather.
A Northcote party in full swing, friends of friends - drinking, dancing, flirting.
I’d noticed you noticing me. In the kitchen making mojitos.
In the living area embracing 90s alternative and grunge amongst bodies bathed in sweet and sweaty humidity.
In the garden clouded in cigarette smoke and others murmured insistent flirtations.
Somehow never close enough to engage.
My friends are leaving and I’d lost sight of you for a while so plan on calling it a night myself.
As I tap the taxi number into the wall phone (no mobiles in those days) I feel a presence behind me at the same time the receiver us hung up by an unknown hand.
A warm breath in my ear.
“Not yet beautiful… we have unfinished business”.
A startled turn. And there you are. Long white blonde hair tied back. Black clad from silky dress shirt to black boots. Vivid green eyes and delectable mouth in a face chiselled to perfection.
Taking my hand.
Those eyes drinking me in as that mouth bends to kiss my wrist then gently draw his tongue against it.
“You’re coming with me”, a growl as you take the same hand to lead me through the house and out the back door.
Some scattered heavy drops of rain and a popular bass beat calling from the dance floor have left a vacant garden. The only light a sliver of moon muddied by clouds.
At the rear corner somewhat hidden by palms, a wooden table and benches now devoid of earlier snacks.
Here you stop, your back to the table, and draw me close.
“I need to taste that mouth.”
I’m intoxicated by lust and refusal doesn’t enter my mind.
Your mouth is warm as you drag your lips firmly and slowly against mine. I gently nip and am met with a tongue licking against my own. Hands reach down to grab my arse and pull my hips closer.
You’re hard through those jeans… hard and big.
We kiss and grind our bodies against each other for an eon.. and then I am being turned and lifted deftly onto the table. Kissing mouths and neck continues as your hands slide my knees apart.
Slide my short dress up my thighs.
Slide my panties to the side.
Slide fingers around my now sodden pussy.
Slowly exploring the lips, grazing against my clit then expertly drawing lazy circles against her until she quivers.
“Do you like that gorgeous girl?”, a rasp at my throat.
“Yes I like it”… my voice from a million miles away.
“Shall I continue?”
“Yes”
One hand leaves the wet crevice to unbutton the top of my dress. The same hand moves my bra aside leaving a nipple craving attention. You’re good at this.
Tongue laves tip with saliva, swirls, kisses, licks.
I gasp - the pleasure is almost unbearable.
Then, simultaneously my nipple is suckled hard whilst your other roaming fingers thrust inside my throbbing cunt. So wet… so fucking wet. Mouth from one nipple to the other as my pussy devours your fingers and my clit is thumbed vigorously. I’m thrashing.. I want to come… I really want to come.
No, not yet - you are in control.
Fingers and mouth retreat as you kiss my mouth hard. I’m turned over and bent across the table.
My dress lifted, your hands grasping my cheeks, pulling my knickers up into my crack and rubbing fingers against fabric from arse through to dripping pussy.
Warm rain drops getting heavier, we’re both soaked with clothes clinging.
Knickers suddenly wrenched down and tossed to the side. Arse lifted slightly as fingers make way for tongue. Hard and long licks front to back, back to front. So goddamn wet. Then -
“I need to fuck you now. Tell me you want it”.
No doubts at all.
“Yes…fuck me. Right now”.
Pushed further forward, sensitive breasts grazing the table surface. A brief pause and then a smooth head sliding amongst my saturation. Between my cheeks… against swollen lips and clit. Sliding… gliding. And in one swift movement there! You are as big as I thought… and then some.
Hard. Smooth. Oh so slow to start. You fit perfectly and know what you’re doing.
Slow…
Slow…
In and out.
A delicious rhythm.
My pussy is pulsing and needy.
“Harder” I direct.
You pull my upper body closer so as to grab my breasts in both hands. Your fingers find my peaks and pinch as your cock slams as instructed.
Hard.
Now hard and fast.
Nipples pulled and twisted.
Biting the back of my neck.
One hand winds back and down between my thighs.
Nipple thumbed.
Clit thumbed.
Balls slapping my legs.
Cock thrusting hungry greedy saturated pussy.
Harder
Harder
Fuck
Fuck
Now!!!!
You gush inside me.
I gush all over your cock.
We are completely drenched and so very sated.
Reckon we might head back to mine for round 2. 😉😁
Likes & Comments