Rainy Day Sex: The Best Outdoor Setup

Rainy day sex has to be just right, you know?

 

I’m not talking about rainy day sex indoors. It’s much easier to have successful rainy day sex indoors. I’m talking about being outside while droplets are on your skin, getting fabric wet, and fucking through them anyway.

So, really, I’m talking about outdoor rainy day sex. In my life, I’ve found rainy day sex outdoors works best with a partner you’ve contacted ahead of time. Trying to find a hookup during the rain is… near impossible. For example, I tried once in a very tight little white sundress. When rain fell, my dress tightened and went translucent. My bra did the same. Yet seeing men on the street or in the bar?

Averted their eyes. Honestly, reader, do you think I have breasts this big not to be looked at? Shameful. It’s like they weren’t real men, even. After a few tries of finding a partner and only finding sheep-soft men, I decided to just go with a hookup partner who loves camping as much as I do for a rainy day sex marathon.

For rainy day sex, you absolutely need the right kind of rain.

Some rain just stings when it comes down onto you. It’s like nettles or pins on your skin. That’s a no-go for rainy day sex, right? You want the rain to feel good on your skin. So only soft, gentle rainfall. Additionally, no hail conditions. Anything that risks your life is a no-go. If you live longer, you can have sex for longer, and I plan to have as much sex as I possibly can.

Just not in hail.

And cold precipitation isn’t good, either. Rain is always going to be cool, of course. But I don’t want to stop rainy day sex because my toes are turning bluer than my nail polish!

So warm or summertime gentle rain, preferably without lightning are my ideal conditions. And do I want to be outside? Yes. Blankets or upright, or even in the bed of the pickup truck. I just want to feel that rain on my skin so the warmth of my partner is even warmer to me.

The above limitations are why my partner and I camped out over the weekend.

Location for public sex is important, so we chose a remote forest campground in a state park. Once we arrived, we set up a tent to relax in case the rain was too cold or stung too much for rainy day sex. But we had a blanket area outside for making out and cuddling. We slept in the tent, lit a fire, and made sure it was protected from the rain, and then, one morning, he woke me up gently with a kiss, letting me know the conditions were perfect. His clothes were already gone.

As I could hear the rain petering of the leaves of trees and plants, I agreed. The ozone of rain hit my nose as I stepped outside, and began pulling my partner into a kiss. I pushed him onto the blanket, smiling as I lifted up my dress to rub my pussy along his naked crotch. In response, he grabbed my breasts, thumbing along my nipples as if trying to encourage the water to make them see-through for our rainy day sex escapade.

I’d love to let you know what we did sexually, and how many times we did it! If you want more details or your own romantic getaway fantasy, please call!

 

 

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