I was conceived during a Thunderstorm and storms sexually arouse me.

I lay silently in my bed, I hear the thunder roll and see the lightening flash,
I was conceived during a thunderstorm, it stirs my blood and make my passion dash!
My lover sleeps soundly, but I kiss him awake,
The storm excites me, making me quiver and quake.
My hands travel down to where his giant sleeps,
My gentle strokes, cause the reaction I seek,
My lover's slumber has now past away,
He smiles for he knows his Stormy Baby, wants to play!
My tongue traces the fullness of his lips,
My hands lightly caress his chest, with loving fingertips.
He grabs me pulling me on top,
He buries his face between my breasts, sampling and nuzzling without stop!
The beautiful unicorn is now ready to ride,
I mount up and begin the eletric slide.
The storm rages violently without ceasing,
It heightens my excitement, my desire is increasing!
Back and forth, like a restless tide,
Mounting the crest on Passion's Tidal Wave I ride!
I am Thor's Child, conceived in a storm,
A storm causes rebirth, within it I am reborn!