It's probably actually a fetish... anything to do with water arouses me. The ocean, rivers, pools, little streams, rain... and storms. Especially storms.
Odds are pretty good that I'll fuck you if you do that.
Naked, of course.
The feel of those teasing little raindrops hitting me all over, running down my body...
Fuck, it drives me wild.
Is that narcissistic?
I can feel myself in the situation I've put myself in... I could feel the rain pouring down on me, never mind that it's a sunny, cold, winter day where I am in RL. In my mind, I was in a rainy meadow outside my house. It was warm, and wet. I could smell the rain on the air, feel the wet grass blowing against my bare legs.
I could feel every single drop of rain teasing my body.
It felt really good.
Oh, I suppose I could have called someone over to entertain me in the rain, but... well, I was feeling myself.
Every time I get a new house, I always set aside one room that's a bit on the kinkier side. A bit more masculine, a bit more... designed to feed my baser, submissive needs.
I'm still working on the room in this new house, but the bondage horse fits in quite nicely.
I climbed right up on that little dildo strapped to it and let myself go.
I was already ripe... my little peach was juicy and dripping from the rain.
My orgasm was just for me. All mine.
It was just what I needed.
And then into the shower to wash away the rain and the sticky juices coating my thighs. Hot steamy water, sudsy scented soap... bubbles and wet, wet, wet heat.
Oh, and my fingers. No little fake cock inside me this time... just my fingers, rubbing and probing and tickling as the shower sluiced down my body. My second orgasm wasn't quite as intense as the first one... this was the icing on the cake. The little gasps, the gentle ripples... that sublime feeling of bliss and satisfaction as it left my body.
It just leaves me wanting more.