Midnight Ride

Branches whipped past as she rode, moonlight filtering through trees to bathe the trail in pools of light. The rain had been falling all day, a light drizzle coating the leaves making them shine.

They both enjoyed their fast midnight rides, he had been restless in his stall all day. Their joint excitement hindering the attaching of the bridle. Once the reins were on she threw herself on top of him, before he bolted for the tree line.

She rode bareback liking the feel of his thrumming body beneath her. Dressed in only a simple white riding shirt and black jodhpurs her bare feet pressed gently into his sides urging him faster.

The rain started to fall heavier, a refreshing summer rain that the ground had yearned for. She felt it in her hair, on her clothes, his mane slick with water. The clearing was approaching, her heels gave a quick kick to push him even faster, any other trail and she would fear such speed in the dark but they knew every low branch and high root.

They burst into the clearing through a patch of ferns. They rode in circles slowly till her horse slowed, coming to a restless stop. Slipping down into the long grass she placed her hand on his chest feeling the beat of his large heart within.

Bathed in moonlight the clearing was empty, waist high grass hid all but the top of the log that lay across the centre. She walked with her fingers in the grass pulling them back covered in rain water.

From a distance she heard the approaching motor, the familiar throb of his motor bike. The noise rose until finally he broke out from between two trees.

Killing the engine he climbed off, wearing jeans and a black T-shirt his hair a wet black mass on his head. She ran through the clearing, toes pressing gently into the softening mud. She leapt at him nearly knocking him to the ground. “I've missed you,” she said and kissed him before he could reply.

Taking the blanket from the back of the motorbike to throw over the trunk. He joined her, slipping his arms around her waist. His lips pressed against her neck as lightning flash in the sky the thunder rolled across the tree tops and the heavens finally opened. It went from a heavy drizzle to a roaring torrent in a moment.

She turned into his embrace, her hair plastered to her face by rain. She pulled him down to her for a kiss, her wet lips pressing against his, opening to let their tongues mingle.

When they parted they were already drenched, her breasts visible beneath thin soaked material, the dark circles of her nipples standing out. His hands rose to them, squeezing through the cotton. Her fingers pushed his limp hair, heavy with water, back from his face. She watched the water run down his forehead over his eyes.

His fingers popped open the wet buttons of her shirt to reveal her breasts to the rain. She tugged his T-shirt from him, having to pull hard to pry it from his wet body. Then her hands moved to his jeans, quickly working to free him from sodden clothing. With his jeans around his ankles she turned her attention to her jodhpurs, pushing them from her body.

Her body rippled with the water running over it, shining in the moonlight. She stepped back towards the blanket covered log to sit on the waterlogged covering. He moved with her and she pulled him between her legs. Her hands slid over his wet skin as she pulled him closer.

Bending down he took her one nipple into his mouth, the water ran down her breast to flow over his lips as he kissed and sucked, tongue flicking her peak. She moaned and lifted her legs round him. Her grip tightened around him, pulling him against her, forcing him upright. She controlled his slide into her, feeling him pushing deep.

With her legs gripping him, her hands were free to roam over his body. She played with the hair on his chest with trapped raid drops. He moved slowly back and forth letting her feel every detail of him, loving the feel of her flesh enclosing him. His fingers delved into her hair pulling her into a fierce kiss. His movements sped up driving harder and deeper.

His hands slid between the soaked blanket and her ass to lift her from it. She gripped tightly around his shoulders with her arms while her legs gripped round his hips. She moved her own body up and down helping him as he drove up into her. She lifted her face into the rain, opening her mouth she let it fill with the falling water.

Water streamed down her face, over her chin and down her body. She clutched him tightly as her orgasm was released through her body. She felt him respond, hips pistoning into her, he screamed into the sky as he forced deep into her to erupt within.

He lowered her back to the blanket and slipped out, the water mixing with their own juices as it washed them.

Word Count: 869
Written For: April 6th 2010 "The Weekly Quickie Contest" 
Prompt: Being in the water sign of Pisces and with the say "April Showers" rolling around in my head, I thought..
Oh yes, water can be exciting. So pick which kind you like and incorporate it into your quickie. Rain, shower, pool, etc. Whatever strikes you excited.