Getting away from the Thunderstorm

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thunder storms due here today.

Is this the lead in to the non-incest story I need to write? If so, I'm struggling with the details of who the protagonists are., and what they do after they end up in shelter together (yeah, I know...hilarity ensues)

Further complicated by having written an incest thunderstorm story already, so would need to make sure I don't just repeat myself with a couple who aren't Daddy-daughter.
 
Instead of getting away from the thunderstorm, they decide they want to enjoy it and commune with it. So they have sex outside in the pouring rain, feeling at one with nature. Just at the moment that they achieve simultaneous orgasms, a lightning bolt hits them and turns them both into superheros. Then they spend their lives pursuing evildoers and saving the world from mega-villains, and having super sex afterwards.

No incest needed (but it wouldn't hurt).
 
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thunder storms due here today.

Is this the lead in to the non-incest story I need to write? If so, I'm struggling with the details of who the protagonists are., and what they do after they end up in shelter together (yeah, I know...hilarity ensues)

Further complicated by having written an incest thunderstorm story already, so would need to make sure I don't just repeat myself with a couple who aren't Daddy-daughter.

What about a woman getting her roof done, the guys are up working away in the heat while she is inside. She goes up to her bedroom, hears them talking about her and gets very turned on by it. She even decides to pleasure herself as they continue to say nasty things about what they would like to do. The weather starts to turn for the worse quickly, the guys scramble inside because the storm is wicked. Power goes out and they think there may even be a tornado. They head to the basement and before long, the roofers are making their move on the nervous woman and she gives into the excitement of them, the storm and what they were saying earlier. Just a thought.

Mel
 
Two strangers out walking their dogs when storm starts. They take shelter in a gazebo or under a pavillion in the park. One if them is scared of thunder the other offers comfort...

Orgasms ensue.
 
I wrote a story like this, but it involved a husband and a wife who were farmers.

The husband was trying desperately to get the hay in before it rained, but he lost and was utterly dejected. From failure, fatigue, etc...

So his wife went out into the hay mound to help cheer him up.

It had rather romantic meaning, but I wrote it specifically for my wife. One of those stories she reads while taking a bath, sipping wine and tasting strawberries resting on the tub ledge, all the while her towel is warming in the dryer when she gets out. I am making her dinner and servicing her needs while naked...it was a story for that kind of evening.

Feel free to use it though if it works for you...
 
I wrote a story like this, but it involved a husband and a wife who were farmers.

The husband was trying desperately to get the hay in before it rained, but he lost and was utterly dejected. From failure, fatigue, etc...

So his wife went out into the hay mound to help cheer him up.

It had rather romantic meaning, but I wrote it specifically for my wife. One of those stories she reads while taking a bath, sipping wine and tasting strawberries resting on the tub ledge, all the while her towel is warming in the dryer when she gets out. I am making her dinner and servicing her needs while naked...it was a story for that kind of evening.

Feel free to use it though if it works for you...

Oh, it works for me thanks ;)

but does not quite fit the story as it is unfolding so far.

I might tuck it into one of the dusty corners of my attic for future use.
 
Oh, it works for me thanks ;)

but does not quite fit the story as it is unfolding so far.

I might tuck it into one of the dusty corners of my attic for future use.

You might be able to use the nugget of information that I failed to highlight...

The point of the story was NOT to get in out of the rain, but rather that the rain symbolized the husband's mood. In my story it was about farmers, but the point was the man failed, and the rain just further reinforced that.

So in any story, it need not be about the need to get away from the rain, it could be about how the rain, or sudden thundershower, is really symbolism for something deeper going on in the characters.

Here is an example, in the USA we have the Appalachian Trail, so a story could be about hikers with a thundershower approaching, and they must get 3 miles to the next hut. That SEEMS that is what the story is about, but its is not. It really is about the boyfriend being dejected and not wanting to hike any more from Georgia to Maine, but his girlfriend encourages him by having sex now that they are thoroughly wet, and stopped for the day anyway! So it is not about the rain, it is about the desire to quit the long term plan.
 
You might be able to use the nugget of information that I failed to highlight...

The point of the story was NOT to get in out of the rain, but rather that the rain symbolized the husband's mood. In my story it was about farmers, but the point was the man failed, and the rain just further reinforced that.

So in any story, it need not be about the need to get away from the rain, it could be about how the rain, or sudden thundershower, is really symbolism for something deeper going on in the characters.

Here is an example, in the USA we have the Appalachian Trail, so a story could be about hikers with a thundershower approaching, and they must get 3 miles to the next hut. That SEEMS that is what the story is about, but its is not. It really is about the boyfriend being dejected and not wanting to hike any more from Georgia to Maine, but his girlfriend encourages him by having sex now that they are thoroughly wet, and stopped for the day anyway! So it is not about the rain, it is about the desire to quit the long term plan.

You flatter me thinking I could do justice to that.
 
I thought about Zeus and thunderbolts when you said thunderstorms. Maybe he had is eye on the young lass, but her lovestruck partner was in the favor of some other goddess. The other goddess found out about Zeus' plan and did some Olympian cock-blocking and Zeus was pissed so he started throwing thunderbolts around. This may already be in a myth, I admit I was lusting after my young English teacher far more than I was reading any of the books.
 
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