Chance Encounter

*Feeling the rain upon her breast, she dances the primitive dance of others before her....  Her soul alive, her heart racing in excitement she seeks release from the bonds of her own making. Bonds of fear... bonds of restlessness... bonds of society and it's corrupt nature.
She lays upon the cool grass, feeling the moisture on her body, feeling free... feeling so at one with the earth and all it's glory.
Slowly she slips free of her clothing and begins to rub the gentle falling rain into her skin..loving the wetness on her breasts and stomach...reaching to the one place where the warmth is at it's highest, she begins to caress that sacred place. Moans of self pleasure are heard as she rhythmically rubs back and forth..feeling it swell beneath her fingertips...hot wetness, mixed with the rain..makes her nipples also swell and she is taken to the farthest reaches of her mind.

Hearing a twig snap in the thicket..she is keenly aware of the watcher within the forest. Not feeling afraid of this presence..she then decides to pleasure him, by continuing to pleasure herself....each move she makes is fully calculated and precise. She can hear his breath quicken as she caresses each nipple within her fingers and takes just the tip of her tongue and caresses them.
Putting a finger into her mouth she moistens it and then places it deep within her body and moans in ecstasy.
Catching a fleeting glimpse of the man in the woods...his desire for her apparent, she calls out to him, and he comes to her. Sinking down into the wet grass beside her, he begins to taste her throat with his mouth. Her hips rise up with the feeling of wanting him...her moisture becomes hotter and a lone trickle of wetness is felt cascading down her thigh.
He bends to taste her hard nipples..taking them within his hot mouth..they swell and he takes one between his teeth and pulls a little, teasing them.
Hearing her moans of pleasure, he feels himself throb with need for this beautiful and mysterious woman that he found alone.

Not wanting to take this any slower now..he grabs her thighs..parts them with his hands and begins to feverishly taste her wetness...she tastes sooo sweet on his tongue, and she grabs his head and pushes him deeper onto her as she cries out from passion.
Hearing this..and unable to control it any longer he climbs on top of her and plunges himself deep within her...Oh God..the heat was almost unbearable to him...he wanted to release himself within her almost right away...
Sensing that he was on the edge..she takes control and climbs on top of him...not putting him inside of her right away..she places just the opening of herself on the tip of his hardness, teasing the head with her warmth..up and down she plays with it..knowing that he wanted more than anything to plunge it deep inside of her...
Taking her tongue, she thrusts it into his mouth and at the exact moment she sits up and pushes him DEEP within her...his cries of passion excite her and she begins another primitive dance...one of her hips and tongue in unison.
The conflicting feeling of his heat inside of her and the crisp coolness of the rain on her body..she feels the energy inside of her build...she anticipates the release, she knows is coming.
Moving her hips in circles, now with a real purpose and uncontrolled passion..she works to bring them to climax.....His eyes darken and she feels him stiffen as his own release begins to take hold.
Holding her down by her breasts, he shoves himself as deep within her as he can go....pushing....pulling...wanting...needing, he erupts in climax. Hearing him go over the edge, she is taken there also....he cries out as he feels her pulsing around him and he grabs her mouth with his and they fall over the edge together...she feels his hot cum trickling down her thighs and she begins to fall again.......

 Slowly she rises... looking into the sky, she sighs ,as she feels the rain cooling her skin...  

 Carefully she dresses in her soft dear skin clothing, not looking back at the stranger in the grass, she smiles a slight smile and continues her journey down the lone road.........*

~SLG 97'~





*The poem "Chance Encounter" is copyrighted by Rain Wizards© 1997, 1998 and 1999.  All rights reserved. ©  Original poem written and composed by "Shar".  This poem may not be used under any circumstances, unless the author gives prior written approval and permission.* 

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