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This story was written for Kio Redsen as part of my 2018 Alphabet Challenge. It contains sexual acts between consenting adults, and rainy outdoor fun. <3

P is for Pluviophilia

It had been the worst kind of weather for days on end. If it was too cold, you could always put up the heating or wrap up in extra layers, and it made cuddling ever so fun. If it was too hot you could at least put on a fan, strip off your clothes and enjoy a spontaneous naked day at home. But... with this kind of heat? The thick, wet, muggy heat that had sat over the city like a sloppy, steaming blanket for over half a week now, there was no relief. No escaping it. Janaex's feathers were constantly damp in the most unappealing way, and Jirri was constantly wiping under her breasts and in the crevices of her crotch, beneath her balls, beneath the shaft of her flaccid cock itself, between balls and thighs, to stop the sweat from making her skin itch with its salty tang. The two women loved one another dearly, but over the last few days they'd barely been able to say two words to one another without getting grumpy. If they'd been able to slip under the shower together and take a cool, refreshing hose-down that might have improved things slightly, but thanks to the heat there was a water-saving initiative ongoing too. Thus, beyond patting themselves down with damp clothes from a basin of cool water twice a day, there had been nothing they could do to relieve the oppressive heat.

Until today.

Until at around four thirty in the afternoon, after a day that had been the muggiest, hottest and most thoroughly unpleasant day yet with the two lovers spending their time at opposite ends of the house just so they could keep themselves from snapping at one another, they each heard a rumble. A intense, surprisingly close and ear-splitting rumble of deep, booming thunder.

Their eyes widened, and both pigeon and kangaroo raced through the house and to the largest window, the kitchen looking out over their wooden fenced back garden. They both looked an absolute mess, glistening with sweat and all but stark naked to avoid the unpleasant clinging of clothes, a bandanna wrapped around Janaex's head only to hold her moisture-laden hair back from collapsing down over her face. Neither of them cared however, neither shallow enough to judge their partner for their appearance nor even to consider it. All that mattered in that moment was the source of the sound, what they both knew was thunder but didn't dare hope to think might be the precursor to something more.

They stood at the window, frozen and silent for ten seconds. Then twenty. Thunder rumbled again, and Jirri grasped at one of Janeax's feathered hands tightly, both of them trembling in anticipation.

Another few seconds passed, and they both gasped as something rapped against the glass of the kitchen window. A large, thick, heavy droplet that ran down the outside of the glass, only to be joined by another. And another, and, as lightning flashed across the sky high above followed almost immediately afterwards by another peal of thunder, the heavens opened and rain began to pour down in torrential sheets.

"Oh my god, oh my god yes!!"

Jirri threw her hands up into the air in praise to the sky itself, and even Janaex couldn't keep the glee from permeating her avian features as she leaned forward and pressed her face to the cool glass, feeling the rain drumming against it and chirping happily like it was actually raining directly upon her still overheated, sweat-drenched body. After just a few seconds of time spent like that however, the pigeon felt a hand on one of her delicate, lightweight arms. She looked towards Jirri, and saw a desperate, wide eyed expression crossing the kangaroo's face as though a plan, a thought was still mid way through being completed within her mind. When finally it achieved completion however, and a dazzling grin spread over the marsupial's muzzle, Janaex couldn't help but nod curiously, eagerly at the woman she loved. Whatever it was that Jirri was thinking, whatever she was planning in that moment, Janaex didn't need to know what it was in order to know that she wanted to be a part of it.

For that reason alone, the avian woman shivered happily as Jirri took both her wings within her own hands. It had been days since they had been this intimate, days since they had been so happy and carefree in one another's presence. All the frustrated and biting comments they might have made or even thought thanks to the weather's oppressive nature upon their mood fell away into the background as they held one another's hands, and almost everything else was swept aside, every other thought and impulse temporarily removed from any position of importance, as Jirri began to guide Janaex towards one of the kitchen's doorways. Not the door leading into the hallway, or the one that led through into the living room, but the third and final door upon the same wall as the large window through which they had just been looking.

The door that led outside, into the world now darkened by heavy storm clouds, and being pounded mercilessly by the drumming of heavy rain.

"Jirri!"

Janaex cried out playfully in amusement as they grew closer and closer to the door, the kangaroo even going so far as to release one of the pigeon's wings so she could reach out and grasp at its handle.

"I'm naked. We both are!"

The kangaroo's eyes never left Janaex's own, and she nodded with knowing sincerity.

"I know we are. And, can you imagine how good it'll feel? The rain on our fur and feathers. On our skin. So cool, and... look how intense it is. No-one else is going to be outside in that. No-one's going to be peering over our fence or slipping in through the side gate in weather like this."

Lightning cracked and thunder boomed once more, the rain seeming to get heavier than ever as the two women stared at one another, trembling in mutual nervousness and abundant excitement.

"Please, Jan. I just want to get cool. I... I just want to feel comfortable again. Please. Come out with me. Share this with me. Let me share it with you."

Once more the kangaroo whimpered pleadingly to the woman she loved, and as Janaex glanced back towards the window, the world beyond streaked to an unidentifiable series of blurs, she looked back to her partner with a nervous giggle and a quick, giddy nod.

Seconds later, the back door was open, and the true force and volume of the rain falling beyond was made clear to the women. They stared out for a few moments as lightning illuminated the sky and thunder clapped deafeningly in its wake, then with Jirri in the lead and Janaex clinging to one of her hands right behind her, they stepped out into the torrent. They gasped. They shrieked as they stepped down to ground level, splashing their way off the wooden decking and down onto the grass beyond. It was so wet. So cool compared to the still stifling heat from indoors. Hand in hand they ran to the centre of the small lawn, feet splashing in the pooling rain, too much, too fast for the soil below to absorb all at once. At arm's length they turned their heads skyward, spread their free arms out, and welcomed the rain as it bathed them and soothed their bodies, washing away the funk, the sweat that had clung to them for days at a time. They stood there for maybe thirty seconds before finally turning back to face one another, dripping and grinning, and flinging themselves into one another's sodden arms for a spontaneous yet deeply passionate kiss.

Beak and muzzle met and entwined with practised ease, tongues flicking back and forth, whimpers and chirps filling the air as thunder rumbled and the rain continued to beat down all around them, so hard and heavy that they could barely make out the shape of the house from which they had emerged. They were already soaked through, but rain was running off their saturated fur and feathers by the time their kiss ended. They could feel the water collecting and dripping down from the swollen nipples upon their breasts, and running down between their legs, cascading off glistening labia or sodden, deliciously cooled testicles.

"W-we should go back inside..."

Janaex whispered to the woman she loved as she ran a feathered hand down her beautiful body, eyes following the trail of her touch and freezing, just as her hand did, when she saw Jirri's shaft thickening and swelling as shimmering rainwater glistened upon its surface.

"...keep ourselves from catching cold. A-and... to keep anyone from seeing."

The pigeon cooed softly, bashfully as she let her wing-tip drift a little lower, caressing Jirri's shaft and watching as it twitched sharply enough to send a flood of water droplets flicking up off of its length. Her face only grew more red however, and her sodden feathers ruffled and fluffed up as best they could, when the kangaroo just giggled and stepped in closer, more intimately against her with a curious murmur.

"To keep them from seeing what? What are we going to do that you don't want people to see?"

Her hands, far stronger, far more meaty than the bird's delicate skeleton could support, swept around Janaex and pulled her closer. Close enough that she could feel Jirri's cock throbbing against her thigh. She chirped and moaned as she felt the kangaroo's hands settle upon her ass, though lower down than normal. Less like she was seeking to fondle and squeeze the firm cheeks of the pigeon's modest, tight rear, and more as though holding them for support.

"I... I t-thought you might want to... to celebrate the weather breaking. I thought we could..."

She shuddered as Jirri kissed her again, pecking and nuzzling at the side of her beak with a tender flurry of smooches.

"Say it, Jan. Please. It's been days. Let me hear you say you want it."

The pigeon quaked within her lover's embrace, but groaned her heart's desire without hesitation.

"Fuck me, Jirri. Fuck me."

She cried out, they both did as Jirri lifted Janaex's buttocks within her grasp and pulled the lightweight bird clean off the ground. Instinctively Janaex threw both arms and legs around the woman she loved, clinging to her, quivering and chirping as she felt the kangaroo aligning them with such ease, such practised perfection. Her eyes rolled in their sockets, and she let slip a sing-song whimper of pure joy as she felt the kangaroo's erection hovering so close, so ready to thrust deep inside of her. For some reason though, Jirri was holding back. For some reason the kangaroo was still waiting for something, and as their eyes met Jirri gave a devilish grin to the woman she adored, and asked one final question of her.

"Where? Do I carry you inside? Do I waste another ten, twenty, thirty seconds getting us indoors and into the heat, the stale sweatiness of the house before we've had a chance to air it out? Or... do I fuck you here, Janaex? Right here, right now... outside in the rain, in the storm, where everything's so wet. So very, v-very_wet_?"

Janaex wailed, burying her beak in the sodden fur of her lover's neck not to try and muffle her cry, but because she thought her heart might explode with how much she adored Jirri in that moment if she didn't press herself entirely against the kangaroo. Lightning cracked overhead. Thunder boomed. The rain pounded and rushed down around them as heavily as ever, and right there in the midst of their garden, out in the open and yet hidden by the storm's fury from the rest of the world, the pigeon screamed in a shameless plea to the woman she loved and craved in equal measure in that moment.

"Here! N-now, in the rain! Oh god. Ohh, Jirri! Jirri!"

She screamed her partner's name anew, and in that same instant Jirri lowered Janaex's quaking body down onto the throbbing length of her cock. She was so light, the pigeon's bones so delicate that even soaking wet it was no challenge at all for Jirri to hold her up and do the majority of the work for both of them. She lifted and lowered Janaex against herself and around her straining cock, both of them gasping and crying out to one another, nuzzling, kissing, pleading for more as Janaex rode Jirri's cock at the kangaroo's behest, and at a fevered pace set by Jirri herself. Toes curled as lightning flashed, shrieks and whimpers were muffled as thunder rolled across the sky, and the rain plastered their bodies together, hiding them, cooling them and exciting them in its own right.

They writhed, whimpered and squawked together. They clutched and squeezed and trembled, not cold in the rain but soothed and kept from overheating by the constant stream of water, allowing them to push one another harder and faster towards their shared peak. Janaex's pussy clutched and clamped down hard around Jirri, a scalding torrent of her own juices flowing down around the kangaroo's hot, twitching cock as their bodies did what came so naturally, so familiarly to stimulate and bring one another to the rapturous heights of pleasure. The pigeon's tailfeathers fluttered and trembled as intense surges of pleasure began to crash over her, and Jirri's legs quaked, threatening to give out not due to the weight upon them, but with their muscles weakened, softened by the extremes of bliss being forced through every last cell in the kangaroo's body.

Bucking, moaning, crying out together at the tops of their lungs, the amount of time since they had last been together meant that neither woman was in need of announcing their orgasm's approach. They could feel it in their partner just as they knew it could be felt emanating from themselves. The need. The crushing urgency. The frantic, frenzied desperation of a body that craved release more than life itself. It was Jirri who surrendered first, and as her thick streaks of cum boiled up and out of herself, lashing the depths of Janaex's pussy with ribbon after hot, potent ribbon, it was a combination of her cock's shaft throbbing against the pigeon's g-spot and the kangaroo's blissful screams of joyous relief ringing in the avian woman's ears that ensured Janaex would be right there with her.

They cried out together, wordless, mindless wails and moans uniting them in shared ecstasy for the whole world to hear. A fork of lighting cut through the sky with the thunderclap hot on its heels, booming through the rain-soaked air but still unable to compete with the lover's shared rapture. The two women shuddered and writhed as one until Jirri's cock could handle the stimulation no longer, but even then she didn't pull Janaex up and off her shaft, simply holding her still against and around it as the pigeon continued to quake in ecstasy and clutch at Jirri's shaft a little longer.

"Oh. Oohh, god..."

Janaex chirped when finally she too was satisfied, giggling and burying her beak against Jirri's shoulder before lifting her head and regarding the kangaroo playfully.

"...it's gonna be a-all... ah, all your fault, y'know?"

The kangaroo's eyes widened, and she giggled as she leaned in and kissed the pigeon on the tip of her beak.

"What is?"

With a shaky wing, Janaex gestured to the rain still pouring down all around them.

"This. Next time I'm out in the rain, and I end up getting horny. Y-you doing stuff like this... getting me all worked up by the weather because of what I'll remember you doing to me in it. It's gonna be your fault if I end up with a fetish for rain."

Gently setting Janaex down on her feet, Jirri wiggled her eyebrows playfully to the woman she loved.

"Oh, c'mon. Surely it'd take more than one orgasm in the rain to get an association that strong to form. Now... if I were to, say... fuck you, then eat you out in the rain? That might be an understandable issue. But unless you want me to do that too, I don't think it'll be a problem."

The kangaroo licked her lips, and let the silence linger as the rain pounded around their sodden, trembling bodies. She smiled as she saw Janaex's expression shift from bashful frustration, to expectation, to desire, to a frantic need, and then finally...

"G-goddammit, Jirri..."

One of the pigeon's wings rose up, and wrapped itself around the back of Jirri's head. That was all the encouragement the kangaroo needed, and as thunder crashed around them yet again and the rain continued to fall, the marsupial dropped to her knees in the saturated, now rather muddy lawn of their garden. She gleefully allowed Janaex to pull her head in between her legs before getting eagerly, hungrily to work doing what came so naturally to both she and the pouring rain.

Making the woman she loved absolutely soaking wet.

By Jeeves

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