Well what a productive morning I’ve had. Some fucker keyed my car a couple of weeks ago, so yesterday I removed the scratches, and today I wanted to wax it to a beautiful shine. Unfortunately, it had rained overnight so I hopped off to the gym instead to do an hour of cycling and a few weights.
Afterward, I saw that my car was dry, and I decided to wax it. It took me about ten minutes to add a coat, then it started bloody raining. I must have looked a right loon waxing my car in the pouring rain. While other people ran to the house, I looked up at the sky and let the rain saturated my face. I felt happy, and a bit horny. I thought of my erotica story ‘It’s Raining Orgasms’ except that wasnt against a car, they fucked against a rock in the park.
Now if only I had my Keith with me. I’m sure he would have taken advantage throwing me onto the bonnet before pulling off my wet trousers, and sinking his head between my legs. I love the rain. It’s so erotic. The glow it gives to your skin too is amazing. Perhaps it was the glow from the gym, but they definitely go together.
I’ve decided to start the 7 Day Mental Challenge again. I heard about it from The Speakmans. I managed to do two days successfully the last time I tried, but too many things have been getting in the way. No negative thoughts about anything or myself, no judgements about anything. If anything negative comes to mind I say ‘delete’ immediately to erase the thought. Apparently it can change the world because it retrains the brain, and when we all think the same, the world becomes very powerful. Ho’onoponono works well with the 7 Day Mental Challenge.
You’re so right about the eroticism of rain. I remember a very hot make-out session with a lass beneath a pier, on a beach, in the rain. My cock got so hard ogling her erect nipples looking so tantalizingly luscious through a soaking wet flimsy shirt. I’m getting horny again just thinking about that day.
That sounds delicious, pulling off wet trousers sinking my head between legs on the bonnet while it rains and the world watches. Bet there would be a lot of shining waxed cars in Manchester after that.