Oct 6, 2005

Rockin' to the Rhythm of the Rain

For those of you new to the site, welcome! Freaky Friday is the designated day for sex talk on my blog.

***IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER*** This is sexually explicit material and may not be suitable for younger members of our blogging audience.

Imagine the wind whipping up in hot, fragrant breaths on your face. The very scent of a storm on the way becomes a powerful aphrodisiac as big plops of rain hit the pavement.

Is there anything better than taking cover inside as a nice steady rain outside gets your juices flowing? Doesn’t it just feel right to snuggle up under the covers with your sweetie as a few flashes of lightening and cracks of thunder set the mood?

Sidebar: I’m not talking about hurricane force winds and flooding. If that’s the forecast, now’s the time to evacuate, not get “in the mood.” Tell him to forget the condom and put on his slicker!

There is something soothing and almost primal about storm sex going all the way back to cuddling in the cave with your Neanderthal. This kind of lovemaking should not be routine or rushed, but rather follow the unpredictable pace of a spring rain. If the electricity is knocked out, all the better! Nothing’s more romantic than flickering candlelight. Or making love in the dark…flashes of light illuminate your glistening bodies, capturing single moments of your naked silhouettes pounding together as the rain pounds overhead. As the storm climaxes with thunderous lightening and driving rain, your lovemaking crescendos to a fevered pitch till you fall away, completely spent.

Then almost as sweet as the endorphins coursing through your bodies from the satisfying coupling, you doze in each other’s arms, lulled by the rhythm of the rain.

I guess the only thing better would be storm sex…in the car!


Bill said...

That would be ideal if the kids weren't scared by the lightning. :D

Duke_of_Earle said...

Have you heard the (relatively) new Trisha Yearwood country song, "Georgia Rain?"

Barefoot in the bed of your truck,
On a blanket lookin' up.
Half a moon peekin' down at us,
From underneath the clouds.
Teenage kids sneakin' out again...
I heard the thunder rollin' in.
We were fallin' the moment when,
It all came pourin' down.

The Georgia rain on the Jasper county clay,
Couldn't wash away what I felt for you that day.
Just you an' me down an ol' dirt road...
Nothin' in our way except for the Georgia rain.

The cotton fields remember when,
Flash of lightnin' drove us in.
We were soaked down to the skin,
By the time we climbed inside.
An' I don't remember what was poundin' more...
The heart in my chest or the hood of that Ford.
As the sky fell in an' the storm clouds poured,
Worlds away outside.

The Georgia rain on the Jasper county clay,
Couldn't wash away all the love we made.
Just you an' me down that ol' dirt road...
No one saw a thing except for the Georgia rain.

Sounds like what you were talking about, in the car...

Hale McKay said...

Reminds me of the summers quite a few years ago at the family cottage in Gloucester,Mass. There were many rainy days and brilliant lightning displays out over the ocean.
...There were many days and nights huddled together when it rained, the downstairs fireplace was the only heat - it was a summer cottage. The next best thing, nay the best thing was cuddling in on those rainy cold times.

Bill said...

Yep... nothing like thunderstorm sex!! To me, at it's best, it's primal, yet unhurried... It can also yield some unexpected excitement.

One night many years ago... in the throws of passion on a very stormy summer night, just as we were finding our own 'nirvnana' a blot of lightning struck about a foot outside the bedroom window! It's an 'event' I'll never forget... It was far more than the 'little death' that night

Karyn Lyndon said...

Bill, you're right, kids in the bed do put a damper on the situation. But there is hope. Mine are 21 and 26 so I don't have to worry about that anymore.

Duke, I'm sure I've heard it but haven't listened closely...I love those lyrics!

Pointmeister and BIll...glad I could bring back some fond memories...