I like to write short quick story to the point. Hard or wet factor is the only thing I am aiming for. This is not a PhD dissertation.
Early morning runs are always refreshing. Specially during fall when the air has a bit of nip and the senses are heightened a bit. My mom lives up in Wisconsin area and fall can get a little nippy. Lets not even talk about Wisconsin winter :) Thanksgiving, a few years back was a different story. It was a remarkably warm that year. I could run in shorts and light sweat shirt easily that year. I was there for 10 days and after day 2 I was already bored. To keep my sanity and not think about all the sex I was going to miss over the next 10 days, I decided to immerse myself into working out more. Sweating helps me get my mind away from my pussy :)
Second day of my run I decided to explore this hilly track that clearly had a jogging trail. Dressed in my running shorts (they are a bit small for me I must confess) and sports bra under my sweat shirt, my iPod blaring in my ears I hit the trail. New to that track I soon found myself at the top of the hill looking over the other side at the city. It was a gorgeous view. I sat down on a rock, alone, admiring the view as my music played on. Mist over the city at 6AM was beautiful. I was so lost in my thought that I did not realize that someone was standing behind me admiring the same view. As I got up and turned around, his presence startled me and I shrieked out loud. He was shocked too but realized what happened and said out something that I could not hear over my music.
I pulled my ear buds out and he was very apologetic. I quickly realized he did not mean it. I also quickly realized that he was a 6'4", 180 pound chiseled yummy treat too. Mmmmm. He introduced himself (Kevin) and asked if I was from around here. We quickly talked about ourselves. He learnt I was not from here and was here for 10 days only. I learnt he was from here and runs daily and is a cop. I also could see that he was very hot looking, very fit and was making me very wet as we spoke.
He asked if I wanted to continue the run with him. Needing more time with him to figure out if he was single or dating someone, I said yes. We picked the trail and started to run, speaking every few minutes as needed. Once at the bottom of the hill, he pointed out another trail that was roughly 2 mile long and wanted to know if I was up for it. Given that I am a long distance runner, that was no biggie. We picked the trail which was quiet wooded if I must say so. There were many nookie corners as I say along that path.
We came out on the other side of the trail 20 minutes later. We sat down on a rock and I realized Kevin was trying to glance at my legs often. That made me want him even more. We rested, chatted for 10 minutes. We also agreed to run together for the next few days (yipee). Next day we met at the pre-designated area at 5:30AM. I wore my small shorts again, bright sports bra and my sweat shirt. During that run, I took my sweat shirt off mid way when we took a break to let him see more skin. And at the end of the run while he sat on the rock, I pulled my sweat shirt off my body again and pretended to stretch on the rock, giving him a great view of my tight ass and legs and body. I knew he was trying to look at me without being obvious. If only he could touch my pussy he would have realized that all the wetness on my panty was not sweat but more.
It was day 3 of our run and I was down to 6 more mornings. I knew I needed to explore Kevin more than just a running mate. So I brought these pair of new shorts that were very loose on my ass so that if I did not wear any panties and sat down with my legs arched on the stone, given the right position, Kevin should be able to see my pussy. It excited me so much as I tried on my new shorts in front of the mirror and sat to check if my pussy could be seen. And it could be!
We met day 3 morning. Me in my new shorts, no panties and only sports bra this time, no sweat shirt. I asked if we could run the wooded area first? He agreed. 10 minutes into our run, sweat breaking on both our bodies we reached this rock that I knew would be where I wanted to make my first move. As we came there, I pretended to have pulled my hamstring a little and asked if we could wait and stretch a little before we run. I asked for his help in loosening my hamstring. He wanted to know how? I said I will lie down on the ground and I want him to take my left leg and bend it and stretch it holding my ankle as he stood. Kevin had no idea what he was about to see.
I lay down on the rock, he stood facing me as I raised the left leg for him to catch it. I asked him to step closer over me and help bend my ankle and pull it. As he did, my shorts slipped down to my hip area showing him a lot of skin and edges of my pussy area. I saw Kevin's eye grow a little big. As he bent my knee, I twisted them outwards too so that my pussy lips pulled to the left and I knew he just saw my shaved lips. I let him repeat this process as I lay with my eyes closed as I wanted him to stare at my pussy assuming I will not know. I must have done 20 plus repetition with my eyes closed as I kept telling him that felt so good. Kevin was getting the view of his life.
And then it happened. I opened my eyes and caught Kevin staring up my shorts. He was embarrassed and tried to make an excuse. I stopped him and told him it is ok. He was still a little ashamed so it was time to put him out of his misery. I sat up on the rock as Kevin stood in front of me, my face at his crotch height. I looked up, one hand on his shorts and the other on his cock (which was hard evidently). Let me see your cock and we will call it a fair trade, I said. Kevin was speechless but his shorts were already down to his knees and his hard cock was in one of my hand.
I moved closer and took his cock in my mouth. Before we knew, I was sucking Kevin off on the rock, his hands in my hair and pushing my head down on his shaft. I was sucking and stroking him and a minute or so later Kevin exploded in my mouth. I sucked every drop of his cock. He was moaning as he came. Once over, I pulled my shorts down to my ankles, lay back on the cold stone and asked him to eat me. Kevin was an average pussy eater. But he was a hard worker. He worked a good 10 minutes on my pussy between licking, sucking and fingering and finally made me cum. Once he pulled away from between my legs he had this triumphant look on his face.
Kevin wanted to fuck me but the cold air was doing no wonder to his manliness. I told him he could fuck me tomorrow if he comes prepared. We both got dressed and jogged our way back. Once in the shower I played with myself till I came. I had a great day later knowing tomorrow will be a nice fuck fest.
Next morning, I wore my bright pink g string under my shorts, sports bra and was ready to meet Kevin. Once we made our way to the 'fuck rock' I had Kevin pull my shorts down to reveal to him my sexy ass in thong. He slapped my ass as he admired my naughty panty. I pulled off my top to show him my perky tits and he sucked on them as his hand played with my pussy through the fabric of my thong. He bit my nipples, kissed me, went back to my nipples as his one hand kept my pussy busy. I asked him to fuck me doggy style. he stripped down quick and stood there in his running shoes only.
On the rock, overlooking parts of the city I was in doggy style, my thong pushed to one side as Kevin entered my pussy. His cock filled my wet pussy as his hands smacked my ass. he fucked me hard and kept calling me names. The more he did that the wetter I got. He fucked, slapped and moaned with me. I asked him not to cum yet. When he reached close he pulled out. I asked him to lie down on the rock. I straddled his face, pulled my thong to the side and asked him to suck my wet pussy. Kevin soon realized how wet his fucking had made me. My back arched as I sat on his face, my arms on his chest for support, my eyes closed as I moaned. If someone would walk onto us, neither of us would have known.
After being eaten for a couple of minutes I slipped down and took his hard cock in my pussy. Squatting on his cock I fucked him. My hands were on his chest as I rode him hard. His cock filling my tight pussy. His cock fucking my sloppy wet pussy. I moaned and yelled and asked him to fuck me harder. He grabbed my tiny waist and started to make me ride his cock. Soon he was cumming. Filling me up. I was close to cumming and so I started to grind my pussy on his crotch area till I came. I collapsed on him for a minute and then we got up, got dressed and walked our way down.
Over the next 4 runs he fucked me every morning, twice in my ass. That was the last time we met or fucked and even now when I go to my mom's place I do not run into him.
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