#witchychick

Fucking Eddie against a tree in a storm (yes yes very dangerous I know do not try this at home!) fingering, implied pain kink, talk of witchcraft

Collecting storm water with Eddie (and then fucking against a tree)

"Babe we're getting fucking soaked here. Where the fuck did you get all these jars from anyway?"

You huff out a laugh at Eddie. "Eds you know I never throw jars away. Why do you think we go through so many pickles?"

Eddie rolls his eyes but can't hide the smile on his face. You've had him out in the pouring rain for 15 minutes now, placing your vast jar collection around the trailer in the hopes of catching as much storm water as possible.

"Anyway, it's been so dry lately - gotta take advantage of the rain babe!" You stand up stretching your arms up to the sky and swaying your hips, your eyes closed and the biggest smile on your face as you worship the much needed downpour. Eddie stares at you. He honestly can't think of a time you've looked more beautiful, maxi dress clinging to your curves, one strap already down your shoulder, your long dark hair plastered across your face.

You open your eyes and catch him staring. "See something you like?" you say, Turning to face him and lifting your dress ever so slightly, thighs tight together.

Eddie grins and lunges at you. You scream in delight and run for the woods, Eddie close behind. He soon catches you, as you intended and spins you round to face him as you squeal and giggle with glee. His Black Sabbath top is drenched, clinging to his body and his jeans are the same. You look him over as always absolutely amazed that you, the weird witchy girl with no confidence got this guy.

You kiss, manic energy immediately matched as the rain continues to pour down on you. He walks you backwards, holding your elbows tight until you feel the rough bark of a tree behind you. His hands roughly pull your dress up, handing the fabric to you. You take the hint and hold the skirt up, legs trembling as he makes his way over your throat and shoulders, intermittently kissing, sucking and nibbling your sensitive skin.

His hands now free of skirt he plunges his fingers into your panties, skirting over your clit and rubbing your wetness around. You gasp and he plunges two thick fingers into your cunt. "Good girl. Who's my good fucking witch?"

You cry out overwhelmed but wanting more. "Eddie fuck me". He spins you round and you brace your arms against the tree. You feel him pull your panties down and ready himself against you, cock moving along your vulva and knocking into your clit. You push backwards moving your upper body lower and you invite him in. He obliges thank fuck and soon you woods are filled with the sound of your pants, his moans, skin slapping skin and of course the relentless rain. You're soaked, in every possible way and you don't think anything will ever compare to this. The sex, the magic, the rain, him.

You start to whine and Eddie lifts one of your legs up, holding you and fucking into you at a new angle. You start to feel your orgasm building and use one of your hands to rub your clit. It only takes a minute until your screaming and shuddering, pushing back onto his cock and crying his name into the sky.

He follows soon afterwards, now pressed fully against you as he cums deep in your cunt. Your legs buckle and you both come to the floor, panting and laughing. You hold each other, wet from the rain, legs now covered in mud, as in love with each other as you've ever been.