Mother Nature's Arousal

There is something so very erotic about the storm. Lying in bed listening to the rain hit your window pane, feeling the thunder rumble your house, the lightening as it flashes through the sky. Nothing is more erotic than a storm, it's basically Mother Nature's passionate orgasm. The flood of water that drenches you to the skin, the way the wind pushes beneath your clothing. Getting caught in that storm is never a travesty, oh no, it's a hot, sultry love affair that is over in a matter of hours.

Take today for example. I am sitting in my room, plotting, writing...listening to the throbbing music that I have specifically chosen to turn up the heat. When I hear it in the distance. I see it flash across the sky. I immediately turn off my music, turn down the lights and let the words flow. No one gives a show or a better soundtrack than Gaia can when she is at her most amorous.

When next you see the skies darken and the rain starts to beat down around you, the next time the wind howls and the thunder vibrates your body, the very next time the lightning flashes bright and hot and white across the sky, don't worry. You may even be driving down the interstate, but don't fret, don't be angry at the people driving slowly. Just smile and tip your hat to Mother Nature because all women love a good Orgasm. And Mother Nature loooooves having multiples.

So during those wild summer storms, hold your lover tight. Press yourself against him or her. Join nature in it's epic battle of lustful cries and steamy heat.