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Let's Go For A Run Ch. 01

By: Tomcatfive



Author's note:

This story is a lot longer than I'd intended, and broken into three parts. It usually takes from a couple of days to a few weeks for me to complete a story, but this one took me seven months. It didn't go where I thought it would, and some of you may find the end of Ch 3 a little weird. Perhaps it is. But I think the whole story is "action packed" enough to make up for it. 

I'd love it if you would let me know what you think, and please vote!

TC 5

Let's Go for a Run, Ch 01

I met Sharon at Mike's Friday night party. We ended up together mostly because everyone else there was married or attached, and besides, I'd never seen her before. Turns out she just started at Mike's company, and he asked her to come so she could mingle a little, since a lot of the guests work there. 

I noticed her first because she's tall, almost my height, and slim almost to the point of being skinny. "Hi," I said, "my name's Dan, I'm a friend of Mike's." We went through the usual introductory chit-chat, but finally I couldn't resist asking, "Are you, by any chance, a runner?"

That's all it took. She was, of course, and an ardent one, at that. I had run cross country, years ago in high school, and jogged a little while I was in college, but all that was a memory now. However, it did mean I wasn't ignorant of the subject, and it turned out to be her favorite topic. We got a couple of drinks, and ended up in a corner, chatting for most of the night. 

I was kind of blindsided though, when she asked me if I would like to join her for a run the next morning. I'm not exactly out of shape, but at 28, I haven't really run for over 5 years. I know enough about runners to be fairly sure she probably did five or six miles, three to five days a week, probably at around seven minutes per. I tried to whine my way out of it, but she wasn't having any of my excuses, and she said she would be gentle. We could do two or three miles at "my" pace. 

She also asked if I knew any good places to run, and as it happens, I do. Most of the locals do the roads and trails around the reservoir in town. I said I would pick her up, since she's new to the area. She wanted me to come by at seven, but I managed to negotiate 8 AM. After all, we were at the party, drinking, and it was already after eleven. I walked her out to her car, and was pleased when she leaned to me and gave me a kiss goodnight on the lips, as I opened the door for her. 

Truthfully, I was quite taken with her. She had the typical runners build, slim hips and small behind, and breasts that disappeared under anything heavier than a T-shirt. But she had a very pretty face under short blonde hair, and smiled a lot, with eyes that sparkled. If I survived the run without disgracing myself, it might be worth the effort. 

I got up at 6, showered, took a couple of ibuprofen, and managed to find an old pair of running shorts that I could get into. I had to wipe the mildew off the old running shoes, but at least, they weren't worn out. White socks and a Tee completed the outfit. 

I got to her door right on time, and she answered at the first ring. She came right out, but I noticed there was a younger girl behind her who yelled, "Have fun, Shari," as the door closed. "Mandy, my sister," she said. "Both of my younger sisters live with me."

When we arrived, we went through the usual stretching routine, and soon were on the road that circles the reservoir. I was guessing it was about a 2 mile loop. She was true to her word, and let me set the pace, the best I could do without puffing too badly. When we got to the first of the many marked trails, she said, "Do you mind if we try this? I love running in the woods." Truthfully, I had no idea where it went, but my cross country experience had at least prepared me for trail running, so of course, I agreed. 

Fortunately the trail was pretty flat, but I knew it would be longer than the road. She chatted, while I concentrated on conserving my breath, and at the eight minute mark, I figured we had gone at least a mile. So far so good. At 16 minutes, I was feeling a little tightness in my calves and thighs, but what bothered me more was, the trail never seemed to turn towards the parking lot. At around 24 minutes, we turned and the sun was in my eyes, which I figured should be the way back. 

She asked how I was doing, realizing this was more than I had bargained for, and I didn't say much, but I noticed a definite ache in my left thigh. By 30 minutes, I had slowed noticeably, running flatfooted way off my earlier pace,, and she had a look of concern on her face, apologizing for taking me so much farther than planned. The trail rejoined the road, and we could see the opening of the parking area, about a quarter mile ahead. 

Then it happened. I got a major cramp in my left thigh, and just managed to dive onto the grass, avoiding the pavement. I was in agony, trying to find a position for my leg that would bring some relief. Despite myself, tears streamed down my face from the sharp pain. She was on me at once, grabbing my ankle and pulling hard, pushing my toes down, pointing away. That did help, and in a minute or two I was sure I wouldn't die - immediately. Once she found the key to relieving the pressure, her hands found the knotted muscle and massaged my thigh deeply. A few others stopped to look, but went on their way. 

The initial crisis over, she started apologizing profusely for taking me on a trail she didn't know, even though she knew I would be limited in endurance. I shushed her, saying I didn't know any more than she did, and it wasn't her fault. Sometimes you have to lie a little. And besides, I was beginning to really enjoy her hands on my thigh. 

In a few minutes, I felt I could walk back to the lot with her, and made it without limping too badly. When we got into the car, she said again, how badly she felt, and surprised me by leaning over and kissing me. A real kiss! I guess to take my mind off the pain. It did, and I put my hand on her back, pulling her closer for another. She didn't seem to mind at all. When our lips parted, she said," Let's go back to the house, Dan, I'll see if I can do a little more for your leg." 

When we got back, she had me sit on her couch, leg up, and went for some supplies. She came back with some muscle relaxant crème, ice in a towel, and an Ace bandage. Also, a bottle of water and a couple more ibuprofen, a runner's best friend. By now, the pain was much less, though certainly not gone, and I began to really enjoy it when she vigorously rubbed the crème into my thigh, her fingers coming very close to my balls and cock, held only by a jock, under the light running shorts. In fact, I think she noticed that a little swelling started there, and giggled as she rubbed even higher. 

Once she had made sure the crème was gone, she put the ice pack on my leg, saying we needed to give it 15 minutes or so. She sat with me on the couch and said softly, "Dan, I'm really sorry I let this happen," and she leaned over, put a hand on my chest and kissed me softly on the cheek. Her concern was genuine, and her gentle touch made me shudder. I turned to her and put an arm across her shoulders, pulling her lips to mine. 

The kiss started gently, but quickly deepened, as her lips parted, begging for my tongue. When I accepted the invitation, the tip of hers met mine, and our tongues played inside her mouth. She pressed against me, and moaned softly as our lips ground together. I had to fight hard to remember the ice pack to keep from turning and wrapping her in my arms. Her hand slid back and forth across my chest and down to my stomach, and it was my turn to moan into her mouth. There was nothing I could do to keep my cock from hardening into a very noticeable bulge, straining against my jock under the thin shorts.

She let her hand slide down and run lightly over it, following its length, back and forth. I groaned and almost lost the ice pack as my hips lifted when I strained to press against her hand. She whispered into my ear, "Mmmmm, I like that, Dan. And I'd love to do something about it, but I expect my sisters will be coming back any time now. But if you let me, I'll give you a rain check, and promise to make up for it later." When she kissed me again she was almost purring. And I was shaking with desire and delight.

When we remembered the ice pack again I already had water running down my leg from the towel, my thigh was numb from the cold, and my cock was rock hard. I let her go reluctantly as she slid off the couch and dried me off, smiling as she rubbed much longer than necessary. She wrapped the ace bandage tightly around my thigh, and put the clips on. That really did help, and, I could hardly feel the pain any more. Having finished with her doctoring, she smiled and leaned over and kissed me again. This time, I put both hands on her back and pulled her down to me. Our tongues had a reunion in her mouth and played enthusiastically. 

She pressed against me harder, and moaned softly into my mouth, but after a few minutes she pulled back and smiled at me. She reached down and patted my swollen cock again, and said with a giggle, "I'd really love to give him a massage too, but I'm afraid it would only make the swelling worse. And besides, I really expect my sisters will pop in the door any minute now." But she rubbed her hand over my cock a few more times. 

Right on cue, we heard the door open and both sisters came in, eyes wide when they saw me on the couch with their sister. I sat up, trying to hide the bulge a bit, and hoped all they could see was the bandage on my leg. Shari calmly explained what had happened. I got it under control a little, and she made introductions all around. 

The sisters weren't kids; Sharon was 27, Denise 23, and Mandy 21. It seems their parents died in an accident, and Shari took over the sisters; they had been with her since Mandy was 17. When she moved for her new job, they moved with her. Both planned to enroll in the local community college and had part time jobs. All three were built pretty much alike, tall and slim, and all three were runners. 

Once the introductions were over, the girls headed to their rooms, leaving me and Shari. She bent over and kissed me again, long and deep. "They are great kids," she said, "but sometimes having them around is a real disadvantage." She added, "I'd like to get them out of their shells. They need lives of their own."

It was obvious that not much was going to happen there right then, so I tried plan B. "Shari, how about if I take you to lunch?" 

She accepted, and the big smile I got told me she had been hoping I'd come up with something. She made me promise it would be someplace casual, and I asked her about the local Beef and Brew. Most runners like beer, and she was no exception. We both needed to clean up and change, and I told her I'd be back in an hour to pick her up. 

I found I could walk pretty well with the bandage and medication, and after a quick shower I arrived back at her door wearing a golf shirt and shorts, considering the bandage a badge of honor by now. I was pleased to see she had on only a light pink blouse and very short shorts. At least with the blouse, I could see a hint of nipple, and suspected she had no bra underneath. 

No sooner did we get in the car, than she leaned over and kissed me once again. As I reached to hold her, I let my fingers slide across the front of her blouse, and clearly felt two firm nipples. She moaned into my mouth and pressed against my arm. Both of us were breathing hard when our lips parted, and she said, "I think we need some nourishment." Her hand was on my bare thigh, fingers moving up and down, all the way to the restaurant. 

The place was crowded, and we had to settle for an interior booth, but at least it was in the darkest part of the dining area. Once seated we immediately kissed again, only to be interrupted by the blushing waitress. Shari asked me if we could get a pitcher of Heinekens, which was great with me, since that's what I have at home. Grilled chicken suited both of us, and we quickly sent the waitress packing. 

Feeling comfortable with her now, I put an arm around her, and she quickly leaned against me. Now our lips were grinding, and our tongues going wild. She had one hand on the back of my head, pulling me to her. The other was in my lap, unabashedly stroking my already hard cock. I put one hand between her legs and squeezed, over the shorts, and she pushed herself into my hand. She was squirming against me, trying to rub her small breasts against my chest. 

For a moment the hand in my lap released me, and she smiled, saying, "Here, I'll make it easy for you." She reached down and undid the button on her shorts, slid the zipper down, and lifted a moment so she could slide the tight shorts down a bit. Then she regained a firm grasp on my cock and rammed her tongue back into my mouth. When I slid my hand into the open shorts I felt bare skin, she had no panties, and her pussy was completely bald, the skin smooth as silk. And she was dripping wet. 

When I stroked her there, her hips rolled and lifted from the bench, and I had to capture her moans in my mouth. I was about to slide my fingers into her when I caught motion from the corner of my eye. The waitress was there with the tray, putting our plates on the table and trying very hard not to look. We froze, in embarrassed silence, until she left. Then Shari said, "Mmmm, it does look pretty good - for an appetizer." There are no words to describe the wicked look she gave me. 

We both downed a large glass of the draft beer in just a gulp or two, and started working on the meal. Fortunately it really was very good, and gave us something else to concentrate on. Even so, she left her shorts undone and put one of her long legs over my thigh. 

Her legs were spread wide, and after eating a few bites, I couldn't resist sliding my hand into her shorts and dipping my fingers into her. She moaned and pressed against them. I stroked a bit, then lifted my sopping wet fingers, and slowly licked them as she watched. There was a look of pure lust on her reddening face. But for sure, she one-upped me! She reached under the table, put her fingers into herself, brought the hand back up and licked them clean! The excitement of our play in such a public place was intensely erotic! I almost lost my load into my briefs at that sight. She smiled at me and said, "Wow, this meal is delicious!" 

It was, but I couldn't wait for it to be over and I know she couldn't either. We finished the beer and while she buttoned her shorts, I threw some money on the table to more than cover the bill, and we almost ran out of there. Once in the car, she said, "Let's go to your place, and I'll put some more cream on your thigh - or somewhere."

She had my fly open before I swerved out of the parking lot, and had me standing at attention as she stroked me all the way to the house. My hands were shaking as I fumbled for the key, and she rubbed my cock again as she waited, right outside the door!

We barely made it inside, and as I slammed her back against the closed door I said, "Don't worry, I'll buy you a new one," grabbed the neck of her blouse and ripped it open, buttons flying everywhere. It was only then I saw what lay beneath. Her breasts were indeed small, runners breasts, but her nipples were completely swollen, the tips almost an inch long. When we unlocked lips long enough, she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and yanked it over my head. Then she pressed those iron hard nips against me and ground them into my chest. As she did she moaned and sighed, leaving little doubt how much she liked it. 

I lifted her off her feet and carried her into the downstairs bedroom, tossing her on the bed. She wiggled her shorts down over her hips as I unbuttoned and unzipped mine. I was about to pull them down when she said, "Wait!" and slid off the bed again, moving in front of me and grabbing the shorts, sliding them and my underwear down my legs together. She lowered herself along with them, and ended up on her knees in front of me. Wasting no time, she grasped my cock and stroked it hard a few times, then pulled the head into her mouth. Her lips were like a vise, holding me as her tongue swirled around me. She moaned with satisfaction. So did I.

I put my hands on her head as she stared up at me, eyes burning. When I started to push forward, she opened her lips and let me slide in all the way to the back of her mouth in one stroke. She started rocking back and forth, her lips squeezing, her mouth sucking. I watched as my cock, dripping with her saliva, disappeared and re-appeared faster and faster. Just when I thought I would cum at any moment, she stopped, only her tongue swirling around my shaft. 

Her eyes looked up and caught mine, refusing to let go. Her lips loosened and she pressed forward. I felt my cock slip into her throat, and keep sliding, deeper and deeper, until her chin was against my balls! Her head started moving back and forth and inch or two, throat fucking me. In a matter of seconds, I came down her throat, spurt after spurt, and I could feel her trying to swallow my cock head as she took it all. I was shaking, legs feeling so weak I had to put a hand on the bed. Eyes still locked on mine, her lips slid slowly off me and she licked up the few remaining drops. She gave me a satisfied, "MMMmmmmmmmmm," along with a sparkling grin. 

"How the hell did...." I started.

But she cut me off and said, "I read about it in "Runner's Road" magazine."

That was so totally unexpected I couldn't help but laugh, and she giggled as she got up off the floor. I grabbed her in my arms and squeezed her to me as our lips locked again. She may have had a hard runner's body, but she felt soft and smooth as silk. 

Once again, I lifted her and threw her on the bed. This time she stayed put, and wiggled to the center of it. I crawled on after her, just one thing in mind. I couldn't wait to get my hands on her. She was gasping as soon as I started kissing my way down her chest. I ran my tongue around the gentle curves of her small breasts, then put a hand over each one of them. She shuddered as my palms closed around them and pressed against the nipples. 

I removed one hand and replaced it with my mouth, opened wide so my lips didn't touch the nipple, but pressed against her breast. I squeezed with my lips as they slowly moved towards the tall, pointed nipple. At last I reached the swollen crinkly base, and my lips wrapped around the hard little tower. As my wet lips locked onto it and my tongue lightly stroked the tip, her back arched suddenly, ramming the tip deeper into my mouth. She was shaking and moaning as I sucked harder and my tongue swirled against it. My fingertips found the other hard tip, and started stroking it softly. Gradually I squeezed harder with both my fingers and lips and she was writhing on the bed, head pressed against the pillow, back arched. 

She was moaning, gasping, almost sobbing. My fingers pulled and stretched, twisted and squeezed harder. My Lips pressed down on her breast as my tongue ground against the hard tip. Her reaction was amazing. Her hips were rolling, and I was tempted to put my hand over her pussy, but first, I closed my teeth on the tip of her nipple, and pulled, stretching it. She screamed, arching completely off the bed, and her hand slapped over her pussy, fingers digging into it. She came; her cum gushing so hard it wet her hand and dripped onto the bed. Her entire body was convulsing. Afraid I might hurt her, I released the nipple and kissed it softly. 

It took at least a minute before she stopped thrashing on the bed, and she was still gasping, eyes closed. I kissed her lips softly, and said, "Shari, baby! You ok?" She opened her eyes and laughed at me. 


Let's Go For A Run Ch. 01



"Damn!" she sighed, "Ok? I just came all over your bed! That was fucking wonderful! What my breasts lack in size they make up for in sensitivity. You can make me cum any time you want, just by playing with them. Now you know my secret. Don't forget it!"

As she rolled towards me, she purred, "That was terrific, Dan! And as her hand grasped my hardening cock, she kissed my chest. 

I slid my hand over her wet pussy and started stroking it, feeling her hips slowly rolling in response. Her breasts were not the only things that liked my touch. My fingertips slid up and down over her lips, teasing, then slipped inside her, and her hips lifted to pull them deeper. Her hand was sliding lightly over my rigid shaft, and she was sighing and moaning softly. Her orgasm had taken the edge off her need, and now she could truly enjoy my touches. She knew just how to keep my cock hard and swollen, without bringing me close to the edge. Her hand was teasing me just right. We were enjoying each other. 

Her hips were rolling harder; I could tell her need was rising and mine had already risen - in her hand. I leaned over and kissed her again, then moved between her legs, kneeling, our eyes locked. I ran my hands up and down her thighs, and she spread her legs wide, almost straight out to her sides. Her legs were long and slim, and her body was obviously very supple. 

Again, I ran my fingers lightly over her pussy, feeling how wet she was. Then I replaced my hand with my cock, pressing it against her, running it up and down her wet and swollen lips. Her hips were moving slowly, and she was moaning as her hand reached for me. I moved closer and she grasped me, pulling until she could press me to her entrance. I leaned forward, put my hands on her shoulders and pulled myself slowly into her. Her hips lifted as she tried to take me faster and deeper. She was making lovely, needy sounds as my body pressed against hers, my cock buried in her. 

She squirmed on the bed as I held her in place, pinned down by my cock. I could feel her cunt contracting, kneading my shaft. Slowly I started thrusting, long smooth strokes. Her hips moved with me, and we smiled at each other. Our pace quickly increased and our breathing deepened. Our bodies began to slap together, and we both were gasping and moaning with pleasure and excitement. "Oh God, fuck me hard!" she gasped. She began to pant as I moved faster, ramming myself into her harder. Her hips lifted in short, urgent strokes, meeting me and forcing me deeper. Her eyes closed, and her fingertips grasped the tips of her swollen nipples. Knowing what effect that would have on her, I started slamming into her, feeling my cock respond with a throbbing, tingling sensation. Her back arched and she began a low steady moan. I shuddered and felt myself losing control, and gasped out a warning, "Cummingggggggg," in a hoarse ragged voice.

She responded by almost shouting, "In me!! Fill me up!"

In the next second I did, bucking, pumping, spurting deep inside her! I was shaking with excitement and exertion with an orgasm that did not want to stop! Suddenly she bucked under me, her hips lifting violently, and she yelled. "Oh FUCK!" followed by a muffled growling scream which came from between her clenched teeth. I could feel the heat of her cum gushing around my throbbing cock. She overflowed with our combined juices, wetting us and then the bed. 

Suddenly her body went limp, and she collapsed on the bed, eyes staring up at me, almost bewildered. I fell next to her and scooped up her slim body in my arms, pressing her tightly against me. We kissed softly, sweetly, our exhausted bodies pressed together. We lay, hardly moving, for several minutes, exchanging little nibbling kisses. 

She whispered against my chest, "MMmmmmm, Dan, that was pretty good for a first try. Imagine if we practice!"

"Do we need a schedule?" I responded.

She slapped my ass and giggled, "I'll give you a schedule! How about any time you want?"

"Are you sure that's enough?" I quipped.

"If it's like that, there's no such thing as enough," she sighed into my chest.

It was still early, and we had no intention of going anywhere, so I asked her if she would like another beer, and she said sure. Then she kind of giggled. "I'd put my shirt on, but you ripped it off of me, and I'd put my panties on, but I forgot to wear any, so I guess you will have to think of me as your naked sex toy!" 

OH MY GOD, what a thought! Of course I loved it. I'm sure she saw me start to harden instantly. "Hmmmmmm, "I replied, "Since you put it that way, I will! But, what do you think I should wear?"

She put her hands on her narrow hips and said, "If you're smart, just what you have on now, Mister!"

With that, she jumped off the bed, and as soon as I stood up, she put her arms around my neck, jumped up and wrapped her long legs around my waist, and said, "Come on, let's go get that beer!" And we did, as I carried her with me to the fridge. She was kissing my neck the whole way. 

This was amazing. I was a little euphoric! Once we got the marathon run out of the way, we had been having a terrific time! We just had some great sex, and now here we were, playing together. She was making this really fun, and it seemed so natural, I didn't feel the slightest bit nervous or self conscious. Obviously, she didn't either. I began to wonder if she was a nymph, sent to seduce me. If so, it was working. Hell, it had already worked!

In the kitchen, she dropped down and opened the fridge, bending down to look for the beer. Seeing my "sex toy" in that position I could not help running my hands over her sweet ass cheeks, pleased to discover they were actually soft and smooth, even though not very large. She gasped, wiggled her ass, pressing against my hands and said, "Ooooooooo, play with me!" 

In the next second, she swung around, two cold bottles of beer in her hands, and planted one right in the middle of my chest. I gasped loudly from the cold shock as she said, "There ya go!" I grabbed the beer in one hand and swatted at her ass, but missed, with the other, as she ran by me into the living room. 

She jumped up on the couch, leaned against the corner cushions, and pulled her legs up in front of her. As I twisted the top off the beer, she said "Gimme," and offered the other bottle to me. I handed her the beer, took the cap off the other and plunked down next to her on the soft couch. We each took a deep swig, and she set hers down on the coffee table, then put her arms around my neck. She kissed my ear, gave it a little lick, then said, "You know what?"

"I have no idea what, but I'm having a wonderful time" I said. We both ignored the partial erection she had just caused. 

"Dan," she said softly and seriously, "I have no idea what I'm doing either, but I'm having a great time doing it. I have been ever since we met last night and you asked me about running. I wanted to fuck you right then! I didn't sleep all night thinking about meeting you in the morning. I've never acted like this before in my life, least of all with someone I just met, but I love it!" 

Her arms tightened around my neck, and I turned to meet her lips for a long, tender but passionate kiss. When our lips parted, my cock was rock hard, standing at attention. She giggled a bit, and reached out, her fingers circling it. She didn't make any move to stroke or even squeeze, she just held me. Which is just what I needed. I was a little embarrassed, and said, "Are you sure this "no clothes" thing is a good idea?"

She whispered softly, against my lips, "I think it's a wonderful idea, Dan," and kissed me softly. "It lets me see just how I really affect you. And I love what I see." With that, she kissed me long and deeply, her hand tightening slowly as the kiss went on. 

My hands went around her and pulled her closer to me, but I noticed she kept from pressing her chest against mine, fairly easy, since her breasts were so small. Of course I knew why, and I realized she would let me take them when I wanted them, knowing what it would do to her. I leaned her back against the corner of the couch, and she unfolded her legs, putting her feet on the floor. Now I was looking down at her, smiling. I bent over her and pressed my chest gently against her rigid nipples and breasts, as I kissed her again. She moaned, and her body shivered and stretched.

I lifted my head, smiling at her, whispering, "I love that, you know Shari, it's unbelievably erotic!"

"Thank god," she said seriously, "Not everyone does you know. They think I'm weird or something. It's just the way I am. And I wouldn't change it for anything, even if I could. It's the most wonderful feeling!" Then she added, "You don't mind that I have tiny tits?" 

I bent down and kissed the tip of one of her nipples, and she jumped just a little. "Baby, women with breasts five times your size have no idea what they are missing. If they did, they would swap with you in a heartbeat. But I wouldn't let them. It fits you perfectly. It's a treat to be savored between us." She let out a big sigh, relief, pleasure, both. It was true. I've always been a "breast man", enjoying the sight and feel of large firm tits, but there was something about the gentle curve of her breasts combined with the long, hard, pointed nipples and their amazing sensitivity that aroused me as much as any I'd ever seen. 

I bent to her again, taking the nipple gently between my lips and sucking on it, my tongue getting it soaking wet. This time she did not flinch, but instead, gave a moan so low it was a growl, and pressed her breast against my face, a hand at the back of my head. My lips opened and I took all that I could of her breast into my mouth. 

Her hand started to move slowly up and down my cock, squeezing lightly. I slid my hand down the front of her body, over her flat, firm tummy, and very slowly over the mound of her pussy. Her hips rose to meet my fingers. I avoided touching her slit, running my fingers down the outside of her lips. She writhed under my hand, trying to get it to touch where she desperately wanted it, but I would not relent. 

I had a better plan in mind. I kissed her lips once more, our tongues getting to know each other once again, then slid off the couch to the floor. I lifted her legs to my shoulders, and smiled up at her from between them. I ran my hands up and down the outside of her thighs, from her hips to her knees and back, over and over. Her hips moved gently in time with my hands. I kissed the inside of her thigh, just above her knee, and she sighed softly, "Ahhhhhhhh yesss, that's good Dan!"

Slowly I kissed and licked up the soft skin, savoring the feel of her smoothness on my lips. Her legs were so long and firm! Her whole body was moving slightly with every touch. She could not lie still, knowing what was coming. I prolonged her agony, repeating with the other thigh, until at last, I stared up at her, my lips inches from her slowly rolling pussy. She could feel my hot breath on it, and she shuddered.

I bent forward and kissed, my tongue slipping easily between her wet, swollen lips. I savored her flavor as my tongue slid slowly up, gathering the nectar there. Shivering, she pressed herself against my face. My tongue slipped deeper, into her cunt, and I swirled it around and around inside her. She was so wet! And I drank every drop I could lap up. Her hips were pumping, and I buried my face in her, wanting to devour her whole. 

I felt her hands on my head, pushing me against her, and she shuddered and moaned, a sudden climax overtaking her. The sudden gush of her cum offered me a new treat. She was panting, body still rhythmically moving, as I kissed and licked her softly.

"DAMN!" she exploded. "Dan, like they say in the movies, "FUCK ME NOWWW"!"

I looked up at her, caught once again by surprise, and laughed. "Now is that any way for a sex toy to talk?" 

"Uhhuh," She laughed back at me as I stood and slipped a large couch pillow under her ass, then lifted her legs back to my shoulders. With her long legs, she was able to bend her knees and lock her ankles behind my head, opening herself wider to me. 

She was watching, biting her lip, as I held my cock and slid the head into her. I put my hands on the back of the couch and leaned forward, sliding deeper and deeper into her sopping wet cunt, as her eyes drank in the sight. She didn't make a sound until I was buried in her, then she let out a long sigh. I think she had been holding her breath. We looked each other in the eye, smiling, and I realized I was shaking. For some reason, I was so excited I was suddenly afraid to move for fear I'd lose control. 

Although I knew I shouldn't, I straightened up a bit and took both her nipples gently in my fingers. Her reaction was dramatic and immediate. Her head flew back and her pussy rammed against me, the muscles inside contracting around me. I was afraid she might be upset, but suddenly, she almost yelled, "OH... GOD... YESSSSSSS!" 

Her hips started bucking wildly against me, and I had no choice but to respond, fucking her with hard, pounding thrusts. I knew neither of us could last long, and I knew, neither of us cared! My hands went to her hips, holding tightly, and increased the tempo, my cock sliding its full length in and out of her, harder and faster with every thrust. She was yelling meaningless phrases, her hips ramming her body against mine, her own hands pulling hard on her long red nipples. 

In just a few moments it was over, her pussy grinding against my body as I rammed myself into her, impaling her, my hands holding her in an unbreakable grip as she shuddered and bucked. I took a last deep breath and let go, my cum spurting, my hips pumping. She lost all control, and started wildly thrashing when she felt my fiery seed inside her. She was laughing, crying, swearing all at the same time. I held on, not allowing the union of our bodies to break. 

Unable to get away from me, she finally settled back on the couch, looking at me almost fearfully. I moved slowly, sliding out, then sitting next to her and taking her in my arms, pulling her tightly against me, holding her, petting her. She sobbed a few times, and I wiped her eyes by kissing the tears away. 

"What the hell did we just do?" she finally managed to get out. "What have you done to me?" I didn't know the answer. I kissed her softly, petting her in my arms. I only knew whatever it was felt great. I stood up and lifted her from the couch, and slowly carried her back to the bedroom. I set her on the bed and climbed up with her from the other side. I pulled the sheet up over us, and put my arms around her. We didn't say a word, but fell asleep kissing softly. 

The late night, early morning, and the most strenuous workout I'd had in a long time had combined to wear me out, and obviously, Shari too. I woke up in mid-afternoon, and she was still sound asleep, breathing deeply. Her warm body was rolled against me, and she felt soooo good! I ran my hand lightly over her smooth shoulders and back, and she never stirred. But when I kissed her forehead gently she moaned and shivered slightly. A few seconds later her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled when she realized the restraints she felt were my arms around her. We shared a tender kiss, and then she rolled onto her back and stretched, first arching her back, then lifting her hips, straining upward. She smiled when she saw me looking at her. "You know, I love it when you look at me like that, it makes me feel so sexy!"

"You should, Shari, you are sexy!" I responded. "By now you have to know I feel that way."

"Mmmmmmmmmm," she purred, rolling back to me, putting her arms around my neck and pressing her forehead against mine. "Damn, this feels soooooo good!" 

The long kiss I gave her left no doubt I felt the same way. 

She rolled on top of me and just laid there, small breasts touching my chest, smiling down at me. "There must be something wrong with me, Dan, I can't seem to get enough of you." 

I felt her hips moving very slightly, and her pussy was rubbing slowly against my cock. She spread her legs slightly, putting her feet outside my legs, and that let her pussy press against me more firmly. I ran my hands over her back, down to her small ass, and when I rubbed her firm cheeks she ground against me harder. I could feel her wetness making my cock slippery. She bent her head down and gave me little kisses, first on the lips, then here and there on my face and neck. She squirmed against me and moaned as her nipples dragged across my chest. My cock hardened and became swollen quickly, and I was rocking my hips in time with hers. "I want you in me," she whispered.

She straddled me with her knees and lifted up just enough that she could reach to grab my cock and position it so she could slide back on it. I didn't move as she rocked back and forth, taking me slowly until I was buried in her. She pressed her hips down and gently ground her pussy against me, her body still resting on my chest. We were both breathing deeply at this amazingly erotic performance. She was very tight, and held me like a sheath. I gasped and she smiled when she clenched the muscles of her pussy and squeezed me over and over. 

I had hardly moved a muscle, and yet I started trembling with the strength of the sensation. I couldn't stay still any longer and grasped her ass as I stretched and slid slowly out and back again, just once. We shuddered together. She pushed herself up to sitting and started sliding slowly up and down on me. I rolled my hips under her and our passions quickly built. 

She grasped her tender nips in her fingertips and gasped as she squeezed herself. "Let me," I whispered to her, and knowing how much I loved her response to my touches, she leaned forward, putting her hands on my chest. I reached up and grasped the tender tips, squeezing and rolling them gently. She moaned and rammed herself down onto my stiff shaft, but that caused her to pull against my fingertips, stretching her and she moaned again, even louder. She began ramming her pussy down on my cock, eyes closed, head back. She pulled herself from my fingers, unable to stand the stimulation any longer, and sat back again, gasping. She was doing all the work, and I loved seeing her slamming herself down on me, totally overtaken by lust. 

But I wasn't far behind, my cock on fire with her rough fucking. I put my hands on her thighs, slid them to her hips, then up her sides, pulling her forward onto my chest again. Holding her tight I rolled over on top of her, and I could feel her body bucking and shuddering, unwilling to stop moving, even as I looked down at her. She was breathing hard, chest heaving under me but she gasped out with a smile, "Wanna see what a tall skinny girl can do?"

Without waiting for an answer she put her legs out a little to the sides, lifted them above her, then rolled her hips, lifting me and pulling her legs all the way back over her head. Her pussy was now pointing almost straight up, spread wide open, and forcing my cock as deep into her as it could possibly go. She grasped an ankle in each hand and slipped them behind her head, crossing and locking them together there. She let go with her hands and smiled up at me, running her fingers up and down my chest. When I pushed up onto my arms I could ram my cock straight down, into her depths. 

And I did! Slowly at first, slapping down against her upturned ass and then grinding against it. She grunted as I drove every thrust home. When I increased my pace the entire bed began bouncing, forcing our bodies even tighter together with the rebound. In between grunts she was moaning and panting, but her eyes were open, watching me, smiling as she saw how much I was enjoying her.

Without using her hands she unlocked her legs again and slowly brought them up, then locked them around my waist, pulling me against her. But when she lowered her ass to the bed she began thrusting hard against me, and the look in her eyes challenged me to meet her efforts. I began rolling my hips with hard staccato thrusts, unable to pull back because of her legs, but I felt them tighten each time I drove my cock deep into her. 




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 01



When she finally unlocked her ankles and spread her legs I grasped her hips, knowing there was only one thing we both wanted now. I started thrusting hard, increasing the pace with every stroke, and soon I was ramming into her, loud wet slapping sounds filling the room as I pounded her harder and harder. She was matching me thrust for thrust, her hips lifting to meet me and our bodies shuddering. She had balls of sheet in both hands, and was sweating almost as hard as I was. Her eyes were closed, and in between her gasps for breath she was moaning and crying. I was panting, out of breath, but still trying to move even faster, my cock pistoning into her as my hips rolled relentlessly. 

Suddenly her eyes opened wide. "OHHHH," was all she said, but suddenly her hips lifted off the bed so hard I went with them and her scream would have been deafening if not so high-pitched. Then she started bucking, pounding the bed with her fists, as her incredible orgasm ripped through her. When her cunt clamped down hard on me I responded, growling, as the first jet of my cum into her was followed by more and more as my hips thrust against her again and again. My fingers were leaving red marks on her hips, I was gripping her so tightly. 

In a few moments we were staring at each other, gasping and quietly moaning, my soft cock still inside her as my hands on her hips still held her ass off the bed. I gently lowered her and loosened my grip, realizing it had to have hurt, but she never made a sign of displeasure. Instead, she smiled at me and ran her hands over the already-darkening red streaks on her hips. She giggled and said, "I hope they don't show outside my running shorts." 

That changed the mood almost to euphoria, and I threw myself onto the bed next to her. She rolled over and smiled down at me, pressing against my chest as her lips found mine. My arms wrapped around her and squeezed us together hard as we enjoyed the sensation of our hot, sweaty bodies pressing against each other. The last thing I remembered was when our lips parted and she laid her head on my shoulder, giving me a final kiss on the cheek before we both drifted off again. 

I woke suddenly, a little disoriented, feeling strange touches on my body. I finally realized I was lying on my back, and Shari was crawling up over my chest and wrapping her arms around my neck. I felt her lips on mine, kissing, pressing hard. I heard her giggle, "Dan! Wake up you brute! Your sex toy is here!"

We had to have slept for hours, because it was already getting dark outside. Her breasts were pressing against my chest, hard nipples sliding back and forth, and she obviously didn't care! My hands were at my sides, and without any warning, I grabbed her firm ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her down against me, realizing that my cock was already half hard, once again. She immediately began rolling her hips, grinding her already wet pussy against my cock, instantly giving me an amazing hard-on. She rammed her tongue through my lips and kissed me unrelentingly, her entire body lying on top of me, grinding and squirming. 

What a wonderful feeling! If I had any doubts about her thin, hard body, they were erased now; I enjoyed her more each time we touched. In fact, I was proud of the fact she so obviously was enjoying me! My grip on her ass loosened, and instead, I ran my hands back and forth over the smooth orbs. That left her more free to move, and she took full advantage, doing a slow bump and grind directly against my cock. I decided not to let her have all the fun, and put my hands up to the sides of her small breasts, mashed against my chest, and started rubbing, fingertips sliding between us to touch those tender nipples. 

"Oh my god, you bastard, that's no fair!" she moaned as now she ground both her chest and her hips against me. She made no move to stop me, though, and her breathing became deeper and more ragged. 

When she lifted her lips from mine again I whispered to her, "Ok, you sex-crazed animal, lift your hips." She rose up for a moment, and I grasped my cock, quickly sliding it up and down her dripping pussy till it found the mark, then slipped in. Her reaction was immediate, as she slammed her hips back down, forcing me deeply into her. 

Oh DAMN!" she said, "That's GOOD!"

She pushed herself up till she was sitting on me, and wriggled her hips till I was buried in her. She was running her hands up and down my bare chest, her knees on the bed, straddling me. Slowly she rotated her hips, and we both enjoyed the feeling of my cock moving deep inside her. She lifted and leaned forward, sliding me almost all the way out, then slammed herself back down on me, giggling as I grunted with surprise and pleasure. 

She started rocking, nice smooth strokes with a steady rhythm, and I loved the little moaning sounds she made over and over as she fucked me. It was now dark out, but her body glistened in the light filtering in from the living room. She was doing all the work, and I could have lain there a long time and just watched and listened, enjoying the incredible sensations. 

But she pushed herself up onto the balls of her feet, and started bobbing her ass up and down harder and faster, slapping against my legs and body with each stroke. She was gasping, panting, but the big smile on her face told me she was loving every moment. I pulled my knees up behind her, and starting rocking my hips, thrusting in time with her strokes. She moaned and leaned forward, hands on my chest, and started ramming herself back onto me, reaching down and rubbing her clit as she fucked me harder and harder. 

My cock was throbbing, and my breath ragged. I rolled my hips harder, wanting only my release now. She met my thrusts, and finally her little cries signaled she was with me. She rammed herself down, rocking wildly back and forth, and my cock exploded inside her, filling her yet again. Our combined juices ran from her, down over my body. She was pulling her sensitive nipples, breathlessly panting as the last waves rolled through her body. 

She fell forward, collapsing on me, and we gave each other breathless little kisses, our bodies not yet still. My arms were around her, holding her gently on top of me, her slim body fitting me perfectly. She was so light I hardly noticed her weight. I thought I could hear her purring. 

When she finally rolled off of me, she leaned over and lightly kissed my lips. 

I could hear the reluctance in her voice, when she finally said, "Dan, I hate to have to say this, but it's late, and you are going to have to take me home tonight. This is only our first date, our first day, and I can't just leave the girls alone all of a sudden." 

I started to protest, "Shari, baby, I don't want you to go. They are not kids, they are adults!

"I know lover," she said, "I don't want to go. But maybe you can tell, I haven't been out in years. I know they will already have guessed why I'm so late, but at least I want them to have a bit of a doubt. 

She was quiet for a moment, then changed the subject, "Dan, we're going to see each other again, aren't we?"

Again, I was caught by surprise, but responded, "Hmmmmmm that depends."

I heard her gasp, and was immediately sorry I had said that, but continued, "Are you planning to go home and lock yourself in and nail your doors shut? Because that's the only way you're not going to see me again. In fact, I'm planning on taking you up on your offer."

Relieved, she giggled and said, "What offer?"

"Our schedule, I choose the "any time I want" option!"

She grabbed me and threw her arms around me. I could hear the smile in her voice as she said, "Oh damn you! You scared me! And that's my favorite option too!" she covered my face with little kisses. 

She went back to the original subject. "I promise, baby, I will tell the girls all about us. I have always been honest with them and shared things with them. I'm not their mother, I'm their sister. They'll just have to get used to having you around!

She wrapped her arms around me again and we enjoyed a long kiss, squirming against each other. She whispered in my ear, "I hope that means they will see a lot of you. Because I'll be available to you. Any time you want!"

I whispered back, "How about all day? And all night!"

She giggled and shot back, "And I'm the sex-crazed animal? Come to think of it, I must be, 'cuz that sounds wonderful!" I hate the thought of work Monday, dammit!"

"I know, me too" I said sadly. "We'll have to synchronize our schedules." 

Neither one of us wanted our day together to end, and we spent some time just "making out" kissing and teasing each other gently. It was a wonderful feeling, having her in my arms, and being in hers. 

"Dan, there is something I'd like you to think about."

"What's that baby?"

"Once you leg has healed, I would love it if you would try running with me again. You know I'm addicted to it, I don't want to give it up, but it would be SO much better if you were with me!"

Wow! Another surprise! Well maybe not really, but with the subsequent events of the day I had almost forgotten our run. And my leg. But that was because it was so much better I hardly felt it any more. Perhaps it hadn't been as bad as we thought. I was silent for a few moments. I remembered my years running. I did it because I wanted to, I liked it! No one runs for long that doesn't. But once there was no more team, it just wasn't as much fun alone, and not enough motivation. After college, I just stopped. But to be with Shari! The very idea was exciting!

But Shari was an active, veteran runner. It would probably be a while before I could keep up with her, the way she really wanted to run. There were some doubts. But I liked the idea. 

"Pssssssst. Female sex-crazed animal to Male sex-crazed animal! You're making me crazier. What are you thinking?"

I held her lightly and gave her a tender kiss. "Shari, I would love to be able to run with you. But you know it will be a while before I can possibly keep up with you, time or distance-wise. Are you sure I wouldn't just spoil the experience for you?"

"Oh Dan!" she exclaimed happily, "you would MAKE the experience for me! And you already proved your willingness to push a little, when you kept going, even after you knew we had gone way beyond a reasonable distance on our run this morning. A lot of people would have just stopped and walked back. I blame myself for not making you do that," she added ruefully. She gave me another long hard kiss and giggled, "I'm sure our exercise together will make up for anything I miss."

After a moment she said, "There is one little thing though. Where we used to live, my sisters and I used to run together a lot. Would you mind if they came with us once in a while? They're great kids once you get to know them, even though they're a little shy. Neither one even has a boyfriend." 

"Here we go again," I thought, "another surprise." Well, I knew they came with the package. And it wasn't like I would be with a couple of kids. They were nice looking young women, like Shari. If they took it easy on me, maybe a little runners "posse" wouldn't be so bad. Besides, I figured Shari wanted our time alone together as much as I did. No reason not to give it a try and see what happened. Bottom line was, whatever I needed to do right now to be with Shari was going to be ok. And that's what I told her.

She put her arms around me and kissed me softly. "Dan, this has been a wonderful day! Well, except for your leg. But you were so brave. Pick me up at 8 tomorrow morning and take me to the reservoir for a run, and, if you want, I'll spend the rest of the day with you. I'd like nothing better. But right now, you had better take me home."

I found her a T-shirt to put on, about three times her size, to replace the shirt I had ripped, and she slipped her shorts back on. When we got to the house, it was nearly midnight, but she wanted me to come in for a while. Her plan was to get her sisters used to the idea of my being there. I did of course, and we made out on the couch for a while. She whispered in my ear, "I KNOW they are listening to every sound we make!" 

She giggled softly, then moaned, perhaps a little louder than normal, when I kissed her again. I know she didn't expect what came next. I pushed up the T-shirt and locked my lips over a nipple, which instantly went rock hard. "Oh shit!" was her surprised response. I didn't waste any time, tonguing hard and teasing with my teeth. When I finally bit down and pulled, I ground my hand against her pussy through the shorts and her hips heaved as she convulsed, giving a shout that was heard throughout the house. She came so hard her shorts were soaked in an instant, and she lay moaning and gasping as I continued to kiss her. "Oh my God," she said, "If they had any doubt before they don't now!"

"Good," I replied, "I want them to expect it from now on!"

We didn't want to part, but knew we had to, and when she saw me out the door she said, "Thanks Dan, for a great day, lunch was wonderful! Then she whispered very softly in my ear, "As an appetizer! And you were a great main course!"

"It's a good thing I'm not fattening, or else you would be about to start gaining weight! I'll see you in a few hours."

We both giggled, and with a final kiss goodnight, I forced myself to leave. 

When I groggily dragged myself out of bed and into the shower, I began to wonder how I would ever get enough sleep, but when the first thoughts of Shari entered my head, I no longer cared. I couldn't wait to see her. My leg felt much better, and with a couple of ibuprofen, I barely felt it. I even considered surprising her by trying to run, but I realized she wanted to get in a decent workout, and didn't need to nurse me along. 

When I got to the house, she was ready, of course, but she wanted me to come in for a minute. She gave me a good morning kiss, and whispered, "I've been dying to see you!"

Just as I replied, "Me too!" a robed figure fled from the bathroom upstairs towards the bedrooms, and I said, "Good morning, Denise," praying I hadn't mixed up the sisters. 

Fortunately I was right, and she turned and said, "Hi Dan, Shari says she had a great time yesterday. And it sure sounded like it!" she giggled.

I smiled and said, "Well I sure did! Even if she did try to kill me!" and I patted the bandage on my leg. 

"Take good care of her!" Denise said, and she scurried into her room, and I shouted back, "I guarantee it!"

Shari giggled and whispered, "Mmmmmmm, Promise?"

This time Shari had a little bag with her, with a change of clothes and miscellaneous girl stuff. We headed for the car, and after another long kiss, we headed for the reservoir. I wondered if she felt like I did - something had changed. We weren't strangers, going on a first date. It felt perfectly natural being with her now. The nervousness, wondering what would happen, had been replaced with the comfortable feeling of friends being together. Very intimate ones! But the feeling of anticipation, wanting to be with her, was delicious. I savored it. 

She didn't say much either, during the ride. She appeared to be lost in her own thoughts. But she had her hand on my thigh, and every minute or so flashed a wonderful smile at me, sometimes followed by a little squeeze of that hand. Almost as though she was re-assuring me that she felt as good as I did. When I parked the car, she leaned over for another short kiss, then said, "Don't worry baby, I'll be back soon." 

After she stretched and took off with a wave to me, I got out of the car and walked for a while, testing my thigh, and figuring it would help get my legs ready for running when I was able. I was pleased that I felt only a little tightness left. When I figured she would be on the way back, I went to the end of the lot, and sure enough, I could see her blonde hair bobbing as she ran towards me. Based on the time, I figured she had run between five and six miles. I could see she had worked up a pretty good sweat, so I figured she had pushed pretty hard. 

She slowed a bit as she approached, and was at a fast walk by the time she reached me. With a big smile she said, "I'm soooo glad you're out here!" and stopped and gave me a kiss. I walked with her as she cooled down for a minute or two, and then she turned and suddenly locked her arms around me, pressing her cheek against my chest. She looked up, and whispered, "This is the best part of the run!" 

She held my hand as we went back to the car, and once in the car she knelt on the seat and wrapped her arms tightly around me, kissing me long and deep. "Damn, she said, "I was thinking about you the whole time I was out there. I couldn't wait to get back!" She gave me another long kiss, sat back, and said, "Take me home." 

We made it to my house in record time, and inside even faster, but she said, Dan, I have to have a shower, come with me!" 

We both stripped down right in the living room, and I gave her a swat on her little butt as we ran for the shower. She shrieked and giggled, and by the time the water was warm enough we were already locked together, kissing. We scrambled into the shower and our lips locked again. Immediately, I felt her hand grasp my cock! She wasn't wasting any time and that was fine by me. I rammed my tongue into her mouth and rolled my hips, letting her know how much I liked it. Her lips pulled away with a gasp, and she said, with a big grin, "I think someone wants some attention!"

She dropped to her knees and pulled my cock into her mouth all in one motion. No playing this time, she sucked me deep and hard, head rocking back and forth, lips tight. I grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her to me, and my cock started sliding into her throat with every bob of her head. She was making wet gurgling sounds but kept going, and my cock was throbbing in moments. When I couldn't stand it any longer I yanked back on her wet hair, and reached down, grabbing her by the arms. I pulled her up to me and rammed my tongue into her mouth as my fingertips found her wet, hard nipples, and I pulled and twisted. 

She was writhing against me, grinding her pussy against my cock. I pulled my lips away from hers and gasped out, "I hope you know how bad I need to fuck you now!"

"Do it damn it! What's taking so long?" was her growled reply.

I spun her around and pushed her head down in one motion, and she put her hands against the wall as she spread her legs. Fuck preliminaries! I grasped my cock and rammed it into her, shoving with my hips. She gave a loud cry as my cock buried itself in her cunt, but she thrust her ass back and ground against me. I grabbed her hips and started banging away. The bathroom echoed with her moans and my growls as we fucked like tigers. My cock was throbbing as I pounded it into her. She grunted with every stroke as she rammed her ass back at me, and our bodies slapped louder and louder. 

Suddenly I pulled out of her, straightened her up and whirled her around, pushing her back against the wall. She lifted one leg, putting it on the rim of the tub, and I moved forward, ramming my cock into her wide open cunt again. Now we could both look down and watch as I pounded her, my cock sliding its full length with every stroke. She grabbed my hips and started pulling, forcing my cock in even harder. Both of us were panting, growling, swearing, neither giving a damn about what, as we used each other, only wanting to get off with the most titanic orgasms ever.

When my cock started throbbing I looked her right in the eyes and grabbed both her nipples. I pulled and twisted hard, and as she shrieked I could feel the fiery cum gushing out of her even with the water pouring down over us. I snarled as my cock exploded inside of her, pumping and spurting as I filled her with my hot load. We were both bucking, bodies grinding against each other, wanting the last syllable of the most delicious orgasm I had ever known. 




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 02



We were getting very good at wearing each other out, and I woke up in mid-afternoon, only because nature was calling. Shari was sound asleep but her arms were still around my neck, so I had to extricate myself, and in the process, she stirred. While I was in the bathroom I washed up a little, and when I opened the door, she was "in line", waiting. Still a little groggy, I stumbled into the living room and plopped down on the couch. When she came out a few minutes later she found me, and I patted the couch next to me, but instead, she sat on my lap. She straddled my legs, her knees on the couch at my sides. We gave each other big grins, and she put her arms around my neck and leaned in for a kiss. Since we were both still naked this felt really wonderful, but she was practically sitting on my cock, and I couldn't hide what was happening to it. When she looked down she giggled and wiggled a little, which helped the process along. 

She was giving me a continuing series of short little kisses, but in between she said, "I have an idea, and I want to... mmmm... know what you ... think.... Mmmmmmm yeahhhh.... My sisters and I usually get together Sunday night ... ahhhhhhhh, that's good ... and have supper, usually ... mmmmmmmm... just pizza or something, and I ... wondered if you would mind going .... Mmmmmmmmm damn, you tease .... over and eating with ... mmmmmm ... us tonight ... aaaaahhhhhmmmm ... so the girls can get to know you a ... little bit ... mmmmmmmm." 

At that point I put my arms around her and pulled her against me, locking my lips over hers and sliding my tongue into her mouth. She felt so good I would have agreed to about anything right then, especially since her pussy was pressed up against my hardened cock, which was pressed against my belly. We took a long time out from the conversation, and enjoyed the feel of each other's body, but she was determined to finish her thought. 

She giggled again and started rolling her hips gently, which, of course, made her pussy lips slide up and down my trapped shaft. I sat back, gasping, and she sat up a little, a big smile in her eyes, knowing how she was torturing me. "Since I have no intention of letting you go any time soon, they might as well get used to having you around. In fact, if you're good, or they're bad, I might carry out my threat and fuck you on the couch after dinner! Or maybe, in my room, at least. That would drive them crazy!"

She laughed and I gasped again, now for more reasons than one. She seemed to like the idea of teasing them with our overt sexual relationship. Then it occurred to me that they were not only sisters but not that far apart in age, and maybe that's just how sisters act with each other, a kind of competition. It sounded kind of embarrassing to me, but if it didn't bother her, I figured why should I object. In any event, that was not what was on my mind at the moment, so I just said, "Whatever you want baby," and let it go at that. 

She reached a hand down and grasped my cock, and when I jerked and gasped in reaction she laughed and squeezed it harder. She put her hand between my cock and my belly and started a real bump and grind, using her hips to slide her wet pussy lips up and down almost the length of my cock, her hand pressing me against her. My eyes were closed and head back, and I was just enjoying the sensation as I slumped down in the couch. 

But when she leaned forward to kiss me again, I surprised her by capturing her hard nipples in my finger tips. I didn't squeeze or pull, just stroked them with my thumbs, but that was enough to make her gasp and moan. "Damn, you know I love that!" she gasped out as she ground against my hard cock. 

"No more than I love what you're doing, and you know it!" I replied. 

I put my arms around her again and pulled her back to me, bending my head down and sucking in one of her hard little points. She arched her back and pressed it into my mouth, grinding her breast against my lips as she moaned loudly and deeply. I sucked and tongued and teased with my teeth, and it was her turn to gasp as she writhed in my lap. My arms tightened and pulled her against me, holding her captive as I tortured the sensitive nipple. I could feel her shaking when I shifted my mouth to the other burning red nip and did it all over again. 

Now her pussy was bucking against my cock instead of sliding against it. When I slid my hands down under her ass and lifted a little she pushed up with her knees and moved forward, her pussy sliding over the tip of my cock. I was holding her hard swollen nipple in my lips, and never let go as she slid slowly down my shaft, her dripping wet pussy taking it easily. When she started her bump and grind again, I was buried inside her. "Dammit Dan, you are a great fuck!" she giggled as she started sliding slowly up and down me. Her dirty language, used so easily, was a great turn-on.

As I started rolling my hips under her in response I laughed, "Glad you think so, because this hot little cunt of yours is going to get a lot of use!"

"Bet you can't wear it out!" she giggled as she started fucking me harder, ramming herself down on me so that her ass slapped against my legs. 

"Sounds like a challenge!" I growled as I suddenly wrapped my arms tight around her and stood up with her still impaled on my cock. She squealed and locked her arms around my neck, clinging to me as I turned and dumped her back down on the couch, leaning over, cock still buried in her. I knelt on the floor, bent over her, as I started fucking her hard, ramming my cock into her with quick deep strokes. Her legs went up in the air and she locked her ankles behind me, trying to pull me down even harder and making her pussy so tight I gasped as I continued to pound against her. 

I had a tight grip on her hips, but even so, they were bucking as she met my thrusts and tried to outdo me. Her head was back, but her eyes were open and she stared right at me as she said between gasps, "C'mon, FUCK me big guy, show me what you got!"

As I leaned forward over her I ground my cock into her, pinning her to the couch with it. She slid her legs down until they were locked around my waist, opening her cunt wide to me and forcing me even deeper into it. I rolled my hips and we could both feel my cock moving in the tightness deep inside of her. With a growl I suddenly started ramming my cock into her hard and fast again, but she met every thrust with her own. My sweat was dripping on her breasts, making them shine as her body bounced with the impact of our thrusts. The old couch was creaking, rocking back and forth. 

This was no contest, but we both wanted to show we could keep up with the best the other could give. I was gasping for breath and she was moaning with each stroke, but our pace just kept on increasing. She was so wet her white cream was running down over her ass, and my cock was so hard it ached, but stopping was not an option. I pulled her legs loose from my waist and, holding her ankles, pushed them forward, over her head, till her ankles touched the top of the couch, which rolled her pussy up at an angle. She smiled at me as she wrapped an arm around each leg and held them spread wide for me as I rammed into her and started pounding her again. In that position she was completely open, and my cock could penetrate as far as it would go. She moaned and grunted with every stroke as I slapped loudly against her ass. 

My cock was beginning to throb and tingle and I knew I wouldn't last long fucking her like that. But I wasn't about to stop now. "Cum with me Shari," I begged. She put her head back and closed her eyes, and even in that position she rolled her hips forward to meet mine. We were both gasping, but as I started pounding into her even harder her moans turned into little whimpers, then cries. 

With a snarl I rammed myself deep and ground against her ass, my breath catching in my throat as my cock threatened to explode. I leaned forward and moved my hands down to her nipples and her eyes popped wide open. When I pinched and pulled hard she yelled, "Oh, FUCK!" Her arms let go and her legs kicked out to her sides as her body bucked in the throes of a tremendous orgasm. That was enough for me and I shivered and shook as my hips bucked and my cum spurted again and again into her. She started a hoarse scream that increased in volume and pitch as she felt the intensity of her orgasm grow. 

Her body was shuddering, and my chest was heaving as I fought for breath. My sweat poured like a waterfall off my face onto her stomach. I was shaking so hard I wasn't sure I could stand. I managed to get to my knees on the floor again and leaned over to kiss her lips. When she felt me she wrapped both arms around my head and crushed me against her. We were giving each other little kisses, gasping and moaning. Finally, she pulled her lips away long enough to whisper, "Well, it's not worn out, but I think its going to be sore."

A shower was out of the question, so I went in and turned on the bath water. When it was ready I took her hand and led her to the tub. I stretched out with my head back against the wall and she lay down between my legs, the back of her head against my chest. I crossed my arms in front of her, my hands on her stomach. "MMMmmmmmm," she purred as she wiggled back against me. We hardly moved, and when the water started to cool I ran more to warm it up again. I realized she was asleep when I felt her stir slightly with a little snort. I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes. 

I woke with a start when I felt her move and heard her voice. "Come on, Dan, it's getting cold." When she lifted up off of me I realized the water was indeed cold, and the warmth of her body had been shielding me from it. We had slept for almost an hour. We toweled off and ran to find our clothes, shivering even though the house was still warm. 

"Dan, do you mind if I call the girls and tell them we'll be there for supper? I'll tell them we'll stop and pick up some pizza." I don't know why, but something about this was starting to intrigue me. I guess it was the thought of bringing their freshly and thoroughly fucked sister home to them and sitting down to dinner. That and the fact she seemed eager to let them know about it. Women! I'll never understand them!

"Of course, baby," I said. "It might be fun, and if they're like you it will be interesting getting to know them." The thought also occurred to me that we hadn't eaten anything except each other all day, and I was starving! "I know you and I will be happy with beer, but do we need to get something for them?" 

She laughed. "Don't kid yourself, they'll take beer too. Since they're both legal now, they think they are pretty big stuff! And if they want something else, there's plenty in the house for them." I called a great local pizza house and ordered, and we headed out, making a stop for the beer. 

When we walked in it was pretty quiet, except for the distant sound of a TV and some music playing upstairs. I took the pizza and beer to the kitchen table while she called them to come down and eat. It didn't take much prompting and there was a small stampede as they ran down the stairs. I made sure I remembered who was which and greeted them both by name, figuring we'd be more comfortable on a personal basis. I needn't have worried though, because they were very friendly, although they giggled a lot. Apparently they weren't jealous I might be stealing their sister from them. 

Denise, the older one, was obviously the bolder. She asked with a smirk, "What have you guys been doing today?" I suspect she knew the answer, and was just probing to see what she could find out. 

Sharon parried that one when she answered with a giggle, "Getting to know each other better. A lot better!" There was no doubt of that!

The two girls looked at each other, and sort of knowing smile passed between them. And I noticed they spent quite a bit of time glancing at me, trying to assess what Shari had, I guess. I checked them out a bit too, enough to know they were built pretty much like Shari, but Denise had a bit fuller figure, especially up top. And Mandy was a couple of inches shorter than the other two. The pizza and beer went down easily, and I noted that they might be slim, but they had appetites. When we were done the boxes were empty. 

Shari told them, "Once his leg's a little better, Dan's going to run with me again, and if you'd like to try, maybe we can all go out together. Just remember, we'll have to be gentle though, not dumb like I was." 

The both giggled and looked at each other again. Denise said, "Sounds like you're trying to scare him away!" 

I couldn't resist, and said with a grin, "She'll have to do something worse than make me run a couple of miles or sic the two of you on me to do that! I just hope you can keep up!"

We all laughed, and I hoped they knew I was kidding, because I was sure they could all blow me away without much effort it they tried. 

Once the supper debris was cleared, Shari handed me another beer and said, "Want to watch some TV for a while?"

Knowing this was part of her plan, I agreed, and we adjourned to the living room couch. I settled back in the corner and when Shari sat pressed against me and handed me the remote, I put my arm around her. She wiggled a little, snuggling in against me, and when she turned to me for a kiss I quickly obliged. She felt warm and soft in my arms and I was really enjoying just having her there, our lips pressing and our tongues gently tangling. I heard a little noise and looked up, but the kitchen light was out now, and I didn't see a thing. 

When we stopped a moment for a breath, smiling at each other, she whispered to me, "Thanks, Dan, I really think you made friends tonight. When they aren't happy, I know it right away. I don't think they're afraid of you - and me - now."

I had to admit they seemed nice. And friendly, considering they both knew I was fucking their sister, and maybe all the details too, from what Sharon had said. I had been wary of being involved with them as a condition of seeing Shari, but it looked like it might work out all right.

Her lips covered mine again, making me think I could just kiss like this all night, she felt so good. She stretched and pressed a little harder against me, and I couldn't resist letting my hand rub up and down her thigh, below the leg of her cut-off shorts. Immediately she moaned softly into my mouth, and her lips pressed harder on mine. She rolled towards me so she was almost on top, pressing down against me, and I could run my hand up the back of her thigh, then over her ass, in the tight shorts. Every touch was obviously getting to her, and she was squirming against my body, her tongue rammed deep in my mouth. 

She wiggled until she was straddling my thigh, and began slowly rolling her hips, pressing down hard. I let my hand slide between her ass cheeks, and press, so her pussy was being massaged through her shorts by my leg and my fingers at the same time. This time I was sure I heard a sound, almost like a gasp, coming from the darkness. When I looked past Shari's shoulder, I could see the dim outline of one, then two figures standing back in the kitchen. 

This time when the kiss broke off we were both gasping, but I whispered in her ear, "They're watching us."

Shari giggled. "I know, I can hear them too. Danny, I don't want you to be embarrassed or upset, but I really don't mind, if you don't. I warned them what might happen. And I don't feel like I have anything to hide from them."

As we kissed again, I thought about that for a minute, although her body rubbing on mine was pretty distracting. For whatever reason, the idea seemed to turn Shari on, and I thought, they were her problem, not mine. And though I'm hardly an exhibitionist, I'm really not shy either. And we certainly weren't doing anything wrong. As long as our relationship didn't change, why should I care? I whispered, "Whatever you want baby, I'm game!"

"Good boy!' she whispered back, "No one's forcing them to watch."

Then, to my surprise, she slid off of me and took off her shorts. Followed quickly by an attack on mine, which ended with them lying on the floor with hers, in a pile. When she came back to me, she straddled both my legs, facing me, as I slumped on the couch. She had on only red bikini panties, and she pressed them against the bulge in my briefs, sliding her barely covered mound back and forth over my cock. She leaned forward and wrapped both arms around my neck, pulling me to her, and as she looked down and I looked up, we kissed again. 

I could feel her wetness right through the underwear, and the whole situation had me rock hard, dying to be freed of the briefs. I suddenly realized that I did, somehow, feel extra stimulation, knowing the sisters were watching. I rolled the bikini bottom down over her hips, and she moved off of me again to slip them down. She was almost naked, only her Tee left, with her sisters watching. 

But then she reached for my briefs, and as she pulled them down, my erection sprang straight up, standing at attention. I could almost feel the eyeballs touching it, and this time, there were two very distinct gasps. I glanced towards the kitchen, and they were now almost in the doorway, staring. The TV had been playing quietly, but I decided I'd had enough of that, and turned it off, making the house still so that the slightest sound could be heard. Shari looked at me and smiled and giggled, obviously knowing what was going on and perhaps having the same feeling of excitement that I did. 

And without hesitation she reached for my cock. Grasping it firmly at the base, she stroked it up and down several times as I panted, then leaned forward and licked off the drop of pre-cum she'd milked out of it. I jumped, gasped and watched wide-eyed as she smiled at me and savored my taste. I forgot about the girls, and my head went back onto the couch cushion, eyes closed tightly. I felt her lips close over my head, and her tongue swirled around and around, getting it soaking wet. All the while her fist was still stroking up and down. I heard a deep "mmmmmmmm" vibrate against my cock. All I could do was moan in reply. 

Suddenly, I heard rustling, and the unmistakable sound of whispers, from the kitchen. My eyes flicked open and the first thing I saw was Mandy whispering in Denise's ear, both of them now standing right in the doorway. The second thing I saw was Mandy's hand between her legs, rubbing. And I noticed Denise's eyes, clenching shut, then opening again, as though she didn't want to look but couldn't help herself. But my attention suddenly shifted, when I felt teeth lightly close around my cock head, and when my gaze snapped back to Shari, she was smiling, even with my cock in her mouth. And I heard a muffled giggle. 

Well, I was about to do it anyway! I put both hands on Shari's head and pushed. Her lips slid smoothly down my shaft, stopping only when my cock hit the back of her mouth. She gave me a moan of pleasure, and in response, I gave her one too. I opened my eyes to watch as she started bobbing up and down, getting my shaft wet and slick, but my eyes shifted to an almost surreal sight. Both the girls had their hands between their legs, rubbing, and Denise was clutching one of her breasts, squeezing hard. And they moaned, almost as loud as we did, despite their attempts to stifle the sounds. 

I didn't know what to think, but it was unbelievably erotic somehow, since I knew it was in direct response to their watching us. But Shari one-upped me for sure when she suddenly lifted her head from my cock and turned directly to her sisters. "If you two are so interested, come in here and sit down and get a good look. It's about time you learned something!"




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 02



Oh my God! Even I gasped at that, and the two of them just squealed and looked at each other. They acted like they'd been caught, but that had happened about 10 minutes earlier, as they should have known. Mandy started to duck out of the doorway and Denise just stood and stared, like she didn't know what to do. But Shari said, "I mean it! We don't care if you watch! Just don't expect us to go hide from you!" 

Mandy reappeared, poking her head around the door jam, and Denise just held on to the other side. I suddenly realized that all this time, Sharon's fist had been slowly sliding up and down the length of my cock, and now, she leaned over and sucked in the new drop of pre-cum pooling there. I jumped, and three simultaneous moans broke the silence, punctuated with Sharon's long, satisfied "mmmmmmmmm". 

She slipped her lips back over me and resumed her measured strokes up and down the length of my shaft. But her tongue was swirling around me, and she continually tightened and loosened her lips, causing me to moan and my hips to suddenly lift to her mouth. I had my eyes tightly shut, enjoying the delicious sensations, but I was dimly aware of the sounds of movement in the room. When I started to shudder, mumbling "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" over and over, my hips rocking unevenly, Shari pulled her lips from me with a little kiss on my tip. Obviously she had better plans than making me cum in her mouth. 

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Denise was now sitting in the chair diagonally opposite us, and Mandy was sitting on the floor in front of the chair, leaning back against it. But what got my attention was the realization that neither one was any longer wearing their shorts! Mandy had her head back against the chair, eyes closed, and her hand was slowly moving up and down the front of her panties. Denise had her eyes wide open and staring at us, until she saw my eyes open, and then she looked away. Her feet were lifted, pressed back against the top edge of the chair cushion, and her legs were spread wide. Her hands were running slowly up and down her thighs, but her pink panties had a distinctly dark wet spot in them. Now I was sure where the quiet moans I had heard were coming from. 

When Sharon pulled her Tee over her head, I did the same, leaving us both completely naked. I put my arms out to her and she climbed up, straddling me, her pussy pressing against my rigid cock. We leaned together, enjoying a long kiss, both our hips rolling just enough to create a little delicious friction. She whispered in my ear, "Are you ok with this baby?"

I replied truthfully, "Yes, honey, maybe I shouldn't feel this way, but I think it's even turning me on a little!"

"It's ok," she replied, "I feel it too. And I'm proud of having you and the way we go together!" She giggled and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. She glanced back at them and whispered very softly, "Oh my God! I see it's turning them on even more!" I smiled, nodded, and kissed her again.

Whatever was turning me on, I was more than ready for the main event! I wrapped my arms around Shari and gently slid her off my legs and onto her back on the couch. Realizing she was about to get fucked, she moaned out, partly for the benefit of the audience, "Mmmmmm, baby! C'mon, Danny, do me good!" More gasps from across the room. 

I knelt between her legs, then lifted the leg against the couch to my shoulder, and she put her other foot on the floor, opening herself wide for me. I ran both hands up and down the length of her raised thigh, then very slowly began to kiss my way down the inside of it, my hands still sliding and caressing as I went. I nipped and licked and kissed, rubbing my cheek against the softness, and she lay watching me, smiling and softly moaning with every touch. When I neared the top of her thigh I reached out one hand and began lightly stroking her pussy, sliding my fingers up and down the outside of her lips. She moaned louder, and her hips started slowly rolling, lifting in time with my hands. 

I ran one finger down the middle of her slit, finding it soaking wet, and I smiled as I licked it clean, savoring her taste. She smiled back and whispered, "Me too!" I slipped the tip of my finger inside her, bringing it out sopping wet, and leaned forward, offering it. She raised her head and eagerly sucked it into her mouth, holding my finger as she washed it with her tongue. "Mmmmmm. Good! Now, gimme!" she said with a big smile. 

After almost cumming down her throat, my cock was more than ready, and I smiled back as I pressed against her spread thighs. She reached down and took my cock from my hand, positioning it for me. "C'mon, baby, now!" I leaned forward and pushed, sliding easily but slowly all the way into her in one long thrust. She groaned a long deep groan, and raised her hips to me, grinding against me when our bodies touched. She was tight but soaking wet, and I wasted no time starting long slow strokes, my hands lightly holding her hips. Suddenly, from across the room I heard a groan and, "Oh fuck!"

I was enjoying fucking Shari way too much to care, but in a quick glance I saw that Mandy's hand was inside her soaking wet panties, fingers obviously moving, and Denise had her panties pushed as far down her spread legs as she could, at least one finger buried inside her! Both of them had given up trying to be quiet, and rhythmic moaning was coming from both of them. And both had their eyes wide open, staring at us! I shuddered and felt a sudden jolt, almost an electric shock go through me. I realized it was very real arousal at being watched at such close range as I fucked their sister!

I growled and grasped Shari's hips, suddenly ramming harder into her. She gasped and stared at me, but when I started fucking her with quick hard thrusts she met them eagerly, her hips lifting to me and her body squirming in front of me. She grasped her own hard nipples, and I knew that meant she was more than ready for anything I could give her. I leaned forward over her, my hands at her sides, and suddenly, she wrapped her legs around me, above my hips. I could still ram myself hard into her, but now she pulled me forward with every thrust! Our bodies were slapping hard and loud, and both of us were gasping and moaning. 

I began increasing the pace, every stroke a little harder and faster, sweat starting to drip onto her stomach from my forehead. Her body was shaking from the impact of every thrust, and she was squirming on the couch, squeezing, pulling and twisting her nipples! I knew she was ready to cum, and decided this was too good a chance to waste. I started pounding against her, encouraging her, "Come on baby! Cum for me Shari!" 

She was panting, gasping for breath, and she began short little cries, the pitch rapidly rising. Suddenly she snarled, her body arching from the couch. She pulled hard on her nipples and screamed as her body started bucking, her hips driving against me as her orgasm slammed through her. I could have cum with one more hard thrust, but instead, I bit my lip, concentrating on watching her. I slowed my strokes but didn't stop, and when her hips finally stopped undulating she opened her eyes and looked at me. 

My big smile told her I had something in mind, and when I whispered to her "Get on your knees for me, baby," she quickly slid off my cock and turned over. She knelt, head down, and giggled as she wiggled her ass at me. 

"This what you want? You animal!" she giggled. 

More gasps from across the room. When I looked I saw that both girls had their panties off, no longer caring that their naked pussies were exposed. Mandy was almost lying on the floor, only her head up, and Denise was slumped down in the chair, her long legs stretched out in front of her. And both of them had their fingers buried in their cunts! I suddenly realized there was a strong smell of sex in the room, far more than just from Shari and me, and the hands and pussies of both of them glistened in the light from the small lamp in the corner. 

Determined not to hold back, I bent down behind Shari, pressing my face against her spread cheeks and licking the juices dripping from her. She moaned as my tongue went up and down her lips, then dipped inside. I savored her cum, licking my lips, then raised my head and plastered little kisses all over her sweet hard ass. "Fuck me, dammit!" was the loud and clear reaction I got. 

I slid my cock back over her pussy, and the instant my head pressed against her wide open cunt, she rammed herself back on me, hard! I growled and pushed back, and was buried to the hilt in one quick thrust. Mindful of her bruised hips, I reached around to the front of her thighs as I started thrusting hard, my hips slapping against her ass, pushing her forward with every stroke. But she pushed back just as hard, ramming herself onto me as I slammed my throbbing cock into her! I had already been on the brink, and had no intention of prolonging things now, but I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts till I was pounding against her and both of us were grunting and moaning with every impact. I knew there was more noise from the girls but I didn't give a damn, more interested in Shari and splitting her in two with my cock! It was her turn to start chanting, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,' and all I could manage to get out was "uunnnh, uunnnh, uunnnh" with every stroke. Once again I was sweating, and her back was soaking wet from both hers and mine. 

Suddenly she raised her head and shouted, "Oh fuck! NOW!" and slammed back against me. Her body went out of control, and my hands on her thighs had to hold her up. I felt her clamp down on me and I growled as I exploded into her, spurting my cum with every bucking thrust of my hips against her ass. Her head was buried into the cushions of the back corner of the couch where my thrusts had driven her, and I could hear low, muffled moans and sobs coming from her. 

She was limp in my hands, and when I let go of her thighs her legs slid back, until she was lying face down on the couch. I leaned forward, slowly and gently running my hands over her sopping wet back and tangling my fingers in her hair. Sliding off the couch, I crawled forward on my knees and put my arms around her, pulling her to me. She opened her eyes and gave me a weak smile, as I covered her face with kisses and whispered, "Baby, oh baby!" over and over. 

I heard a very weak voice from behind me, "Is... is she... all right?" I turned my head to see Denise, staring at us, looking like she was ready to cry, her legs pulled up tight against herself on the chair. And Mandy was curled up in a little ball on the floor, her arms clutched tightly around her legs. 

I smiled and said, "I think she's wonderful... but you can ask her yourself."

I felt Shari's arms tighten around me, and she chuckled. "I've never been better in my fucking life! Now the two of you get out of here and leave us alone for a while!" 

There was a sudden scramble, as the two of them grabbed for their clothes and made a hasty retreat, suddenly very self-conscious and embarrassed. I pulled Shari up and crushed her to me as I ground my lips on hers. "Oh baby, God, I never expected that to feel that way, having them watching. Me and my porn-star girlfriend!" I giggled.

"Oh damn," she replied, "I felt it too. My sex-crazed porn-star animal boyfriend!" We both sat back on the floor, leaning against the couch, and laughed. "My God, what do you s'pose they thought?" She said. 

"I'm not even sure what I thought! In fact, I don't know what I think now! About them, at least. But I know what I think about something else!" 

She looked at me with a question in her eyes, worried I was upset about something. I sat up on the couch and put my arms out to her. She sat next to me and snuggled against my chest. We were both still naked and the smell of sex was very much in the air, but it really didn't matter at the moment. I grabbed a blanket from the corner and we wrapped ourselves up in it. I ran my fingers through her hair, my other hand still holding her tight against me. She looked up at me and our lips met in a wonderful soft kiss. 

"What I think is, I've never had a better weekend in my life. And I've never enjoyed myself more with anyone than with you, Sharon. You don't have to worry about me being upset. If there's something bothering me I'll tell you. And to be fair, you have to do the same with me. And I want to ride this wave with you and see where it goes. Pretty simple, huh? Wanna be my sex-crazed porn star animal girlfriend?"

"I guess I have no choice, since you're already my sex-crazed porn-star animal boyfriend!" She said with a giggle and a glowing smile now lighting her face. She pushed herself up from me and suddenly I heard, "Grrrrrrrrooooowwllllllll," as she slowly ran her fingernails down me under the blanket, all the way from my shoulders to just above my groin. Then she ducked underneath the blanket and kissed her way down their trail. But when she reached the bottom, she gave my cock a little kiss, just for good measure. Then her head popped up again, and she locked her arms around me and begged another kiss. 

I could have spent all night under that blanket with her, she felt and tasted so good, but finally she said, "Boyfriend, I can hardly make myself say this but you better go home. It's 11 o'clock, and we both have to work tomorrow. I'd love to have you stay tonight, but you know we wouldn't get any sleep, and I just started my job a week ago. And you don't want your first official boyfriend duty to be begging Mike for my job!" 

I moaned and whined, but I knew she was right. I didn't see this ending any time soon, and we'd have plenty of time together. No sense messing things up at the start. By the time I got home, showered and in bed it was midnight. And I start work at 7 AM. I fell asleep quickly, even with thoughts of Shari, and she quickly drifted into my dreams. And so did her nutty sisters!

I dragged myself into the office, only a couple of minutes late, and was relieved to see someone had put on the coffee pot. After drinking almost half of it I felt a little more alive, but when I opened the folder I'd been working on, all I saw was visions of Shari. And when I thought about last night, I could still hear the moans coming from across the room, perhaps even more vivid now. 

Suddenly I felt my cock hardening at the thought, and I knew I had been turned on far more than I'd realized by the whole scene. Even though all my focus had been on Shari, something about the thought that I had been at close quarters with three essentially naked women, all aroused in some way by me, made me shiver. And I was having trouble coming to grips with the fact that it wasn't just Sharon that had me so turned on. Denise and Mandy had been finger fucking themselves while watching us, just a few feet away. Their scent filling the room made me think that one or both must have cum at the sight.

I was brought back to reality by the secretary walking into my office with a smile and a new folder for me to work on. I made sure I was pulled into the desk to hide the hard-on now straining inside my pants. Feeling pressure to get something done, I managed to concentrate on the folders for a while. I wanted badly to talk to Sharon, just to hear her voice, but she didn't start work till 8 and I knew I should let her get in and settled for a while before I tried to call. 

But at five past 8 my cell rang, and the number, which I had just learned, told me she beat me to it. "Good morning, baby!" I answered. 

"Mmmmmmm, morning boyfriend, hope its ok, but I couldn't wait to talk to you. God, I hated waking up without you this morning! We may have to do something about that!"

"If you hadn't called your phone would have been ringing in a few minutes, baby. I'm having trouble thinking about anything but you. And I don't know why, Shari, but I'm still turned on about last night. I never expected to feel this at all. I hope you're not upset, but I want you to know. And leaving you last night wasn't my idea!" 

I heard a moan from the other end of the line. "Ohhh baby. It's ok. I know. Such a weird feeling. I'm afraid I may have started something more than I realized. When I took my shower they were waiting for me in my room. I lost two hours of sleep, dammit! Danny, I can't even begin to tell you what went on, over the phone. Please, just let's get together as soon as possible after work!"

Of course I was eager to agree to that! I had never had any other plan. And I hated the sound of distress in her voice. But she gave me an idea. "Shari, how about if we go for a run after work? My leg isn't bothering me at all and I think it's time to try it out. We can meet there at 5 o'clock, there's plenty of light left. If you want you can get in some extra miles and I'll wait for you. And then we can go to my house. You can stay overnight if you want; you know I'd love it!"

"Oh Danny! You just made my day! And night too!" I could hear the smile back in her voice. "They're going to have to get used to the idea that I won't be there all the time, and they have to function on their own. Dammit, they're adults! And after last night, this is the perfect time for me! Especially 'cuz I'll be with you! But honey, are you sure you're ready to try your leg yet?" 

"If it starts to bother me I'll stop, but right now it's fine. And you said it first, it's better together!" I said with a big grin, and I hoped she could tell. 

"I'll stop at my house and change, and pick up some clothes for tomorrow!" she said, excitedly. "And before I leave there, I'll say goodnight to them," she giggled. "That should shock them! And when we meet at the reservoir, I'll be all yours!"

A shiver went through me when she said that. I hadn't thought about it till now, but it sounded wonderful! I think the word is "smitten".

Guess what. The day dragged on eternally. I called her twice, just to hear her voice. I scribbled a few things in the folders and asked the Mark, my young intern, to clean them up for me. I looked up running shoes online and ordered a top-of-the-line pair for recreational and trail running. And two pairs of running shorts and another jock. Overnight shipping. By the time I got all that done, Mark was back with my folders, and when I glanced through them I realized he'd made me look like a hero, but I knew who the hero was. "Thanks buddy," I said, "owe you one." I left work 10 minutes early, went home and got cleaned up and changed and ended up at the reservoir 15 minutes early. To my delight, she arrived five minutes later. 

By the time she got out of the car I was standing next to her. By the time the door shut she was locked in my arms. By the time our kiss ended we were both gasping. She ran a hand lightly down my cheek. "Oh baby, I missed you." We both knew, we didn't have to say any more. 

"C'mon baby, let's go," I whispered, and jogged easily out of the parking lot with her at my shoulder. I knew that soon our runs would be a ritual, and a highlight of our days, but right now, they were something we had to do, for me to get in shape and her to stay that way. We completed the 2 miles around the reservoir in just under 16 minutes, and with a little swat on the butt, I grinned and told her to stretch it out a bit. I continued on at my pace for another half mile and then turned back, hitting the parking lot with a total of three. And it was easy. My leg was fine and I was getting used to running again. I kept walking until I saw her bobbing her way towards me, then trotted out 100 yards or so to meet her and ran her back to the lot. 

I walked a bit more and she did a little stretching. Neither of us wanted to spend the time, but we knew we had to stick to the rules of common sense. Finally, she turned to me and put her arms around my neck. As she gave me a soft kiss on the cheek she said, "Lead me home, boyfriend!" The sparkle in her eyes was worth the day of waiting. 




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 02



We pulled into my drive and met at the door. Her hands were on my sides, teasing me, as I fumbled with the lock. As the door clicked shut our bodies pressed together. She put her arms around my waist and just laid her head on my shoulder. I ran one hand over her hair, the other down her back. "I missed you too, girlfriend," I said softly, in a masterpiece or understatement. 

She raised her head. "Mmmmmmm, that sounds nice," she whispered as she raised her head for a kiss. 

I thought so too, and I loved how she pressed her body into me as our lips met. And I shuddered as I realized she felt the same way. I ran my hands down her back and over her thin running shorts, cupping her firm cheeks in my hands and squeezing. Immediately I felt a stirring in my own shorts, and when she squirmed against me I knew she felt it too. Then I felt her hand slide under the waist band and grasp me through my jock. I moaned and gasped, but she giggled and said, "As official girlfriend I hereby invoke the anytime option!"

I didn't say a word, but tightened my grip on her and lifted her into my arms. She gave a little squeal and threw her arms around my neck, holding on tight as I almost ran to the bedroom with her. When I laid her on the bed I grasped her shorts and pulled them from her legs along with her underwear, all in one motion. "Oh my God! She giggled, "I love a boyfriend who does what he's told!" 

I pulled the running shoes from her feet, then completed the task by peeling off her T-shirt. She lay naked on the bed, staring up at me, a little in shock but with a big smile on her face. And when she grasped her already hard and pointy nipples in her fingers and started stroking them as she squirmed on the bed, eyes fixed on mine, I knew there would be no fooling around. I pulled off my Tee and pushed down my shorts, but when I started to pull off my jock she said, "No, wait!" 

I got rid of the shorts and my shoes and stood at the side of the bed, my hard cock straining upward against my jock, threatening to burst free from the waist band. Slowly, she got to her knees and crawled to the side of the bed, a devilish glint in her eyes. Suddenly she reached out with both hands, grabbing me by the backs of my thighs, and nuzzled against the bulge of my balls in the jock. Turning her head, she slipped her lips sideways over my straining shaft, and squeezed her lips and teeth against it. She moved up my rigid length, squeezing and releasing me. 

When she reached the waist band she raised her head and kissed and licked my stomach just above it, making me shudder. Her hands slid up my thighs and over my bare ass, squeezing and exploring. Lifting her head up, she gave me a big smile, then kissed me again before catching the top of the jock in her teeth. As soon as she pulled it back, away from my body, my rock hard cock forced itself up, until the tip was an inch above the band. I heard her moan softly as her lips slipped over the captive head, already glistening with pre-cum. Her left hand moved from my ass to my captive balls, squeezing gently as she sucked, kissed and licked her prize. 

I moaned and shivered with pleasure as I put my hands on her head, then slid them down over her neck and shoulders. Her hands finally moved to the waistband, her lips still over my throbbing head, every touch of her tongue and lips making me gasp. As she slowly pulled the jock down, her lips followed, sliding further and further down my shaft. When she finally pulled the tight pouch free of my balls she pushed it down a bit further, before grasping my balls in one hand. My cock was at the back of her mouth, and she lowered her head till it was straight in front of me, then pressed forward, and I felt it slide into her tight wet throat. I shuddered and moaned, my hands on her head as she rocked back and forth, her lips gently nudging my groin. 

When she finally pulled back, gasping for breath, my cock was dripping with her saliva, and her face glowed as she looked up and said, "Like that, boyfriend?"

All I managed to gasp out was, "Oh my God! Oh fuck, Shari!"

Without waiting for more she swallowed me again, this time moving her hands to my ass and pulling hard as she ground her lips against my groin. She pulled back slowly, squeezing her lips tightly around my shaft, all the way to the head. I was panting, gasping, my legs shaking as I squeezed my eyes tightly shut trying to withstand the intense sensation. I felt her suck in another breath before she rammed her mouth back onto me again This time she bobbed back and forth with long strokes, lips tight, and I shuddered and shook, "Ohhhhhhhhhh, FUCK!" bursting from my lips as I fought to keep from filling her mouth. 

I grabbed her head and tried to pull her off me, and she slid back as far as my head once again. She smiled at me and released the tip, and I loosened my grip, moaning, "Oh baby, oh damn, I'm so close!"

Still grinning, she giggled, "I know, boyfriend!" And suddenly she rammed her lips down over me again, hands pulling hard on my ass as she ground her face into me, chin rubbing against my balls. Her lips clamped around the base of my shaft and her tongue swirled over it, stroking and teasing. Totally unprepared for this assault, all I managed to do was gasp "Ahhhhhhhhhh" before my hips bucked forward and I exploded into her throat and mouth, feeling her lips squeezing and her throat contracting as she greedily tried, but failed, to swallow every drop. When my cock finally stopped pumping my creamy seed into her she had little white trails down her chin from both sides of her mouth. 

I knew my legs were not going to hold me, and I grabbed her arms and flipped her back onto the bed as I fell onto it next to her. I collapsed onto my back and lay softly moaning, chest heaving, when I felt her lean over me, and I tasted myself as she kissed me, while her hand gently stroked and fondled my balls. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against my chest, feeling her jump as her hard tips pressed into me. I slid my hands down her back and over her ass, fingers digging gently as I massaged her firm cheeks. 

Her pussy was pressed against my thigh, and soon her hips began to move in time with my hands, stroking her mound against my leg. I could feel more and more wetness and she ground harder against me, gasping now as her mouth still ground against mine. 

One hand on her ass, I put the other arm across her back, and rolled with her till I was on top. She smiled up at me and used a finger to wipe a drop of my cum from her chin, then savored it as she licked the tip clean. Smiling back, I whispered, "Oh baby, that was amazing!" 

She gave me a cute little look and giggled, "Just doing my girlfriend duties."

"I'll give you duties!" I replied, reaching between us and grasping both her rock hard nipples, squeezing hard and pulling.

"OH FUCK!" she yelled, and her body convulsed, her back arching her breasts to me and her hips lifting off the bed at the same time. 

I quickly moved down until I could suck one of her long nips into my mouth, and gently massaged it with my lips and tongue. She relaxed a bit, but I could still feel her shuddering as my mouth massaged one nipple and my fingertips playfully stroked and pulled at the other. I moved until I was lying beside her, still sucking and stroking, but I slid my other hand down her body, trailing my fingers over her skin. 

She shivered when my fingers slipped over her mound, then stroked her lips lightly, up and down. I flattened my palm over her and squeezed, my hand getting wet with her slippery juices. Slipping one finger between her lips I slid it up and down, teasing her as she lifted her hips, wanting more. When my fingertip slid over her overflowing hole I slipped it in slowly, and pressed until it was buried in her. She arched against it and moaned, her hips rolling slowly.

I lifted my head from her breast and whispered to her, "Your turn to feed me, girlfriend!"

I rolled off her and onto my back, and she needed no urging as she quickly straddled me, grabbing the headboard and pressing her pussy down onto my face. I grabbed her cheeks in both hands and pulled her to me, ramming my tongue into her dripping wet cunt, drinking the juices that flowed from her. Her hips rolled, fucking my face as my tongue stroked and swirled deep inside her. 

My tongue found her clit, swirling and grinding against it, and she began making little cries with every touch. I moved one hand from her ass and slid two fingers into her, and she grunted and moaned as I slowly finger-fucked her while my lips and tongue kissed and licked her pussy. When I sucked her little bud between my lips and began fingering her harder she began gasping and panting, her hips rolling and grinding, her hot creamy juices flowing faster. Suddenly she gasped out, "Oh God baby, fuck me hard, I'm gonna cum!"

I rammed my fingers deep into her, pistoning in and out as my lips squeezed and sucked, my tongue grinding hard. Her hips were bucking hard and fast and she was making little high-pitched, ragged crying sounds. I felt her juices running down my chin as she used her hands on the headboard to push my head into the pillow and she came with a squeal, grinding her pussy into my face. 

When she finally relaxed and lifted herself from me I had to gasp for breath, and my face was covered with her white creamy cum. She was still gasping, chest heaving, almost sobbing as she fell onto the bed next to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my messy face, tasting herself as my lips tasted hers. I cradled her in my arms, stroking and caressing her, just enjoying the feeling of her body pressed against mine. She snuggled herself into me and made little purring sounds of contentment. 

I whispered into her ear, "Do you realize, this will be our first night together?"

"Uhhuh," she replied, giving me a little squeeze, "and what makes it even better is, I know it's won't be the last!" That was so obvious I didn't even bother to reply, just giving her a long, deep kiss. 

She rolled onto her back, head on a pillow, staring up, and I did the same, our bodies touching, my arm behind her neck, hand on her shoulder. "I really need to tell you what went on after you left last night," she said. "They both came into my room, wanting to talk, and I could see they weren't really too happy."

"First, they wouldn't believe you weren't hurting me, that I actually liked having you pound your cock into me! They had seen the bruises on my hips and accused you of abusing me! I almost threw them out of my room, and told them it was time to grow up! I told them I only hoped they were lucky enough to find someone who could and would treat them like you treat me! I pulled back my robe and showed them your finger marks. I told them I wear them as a badge of honor, because I could turn you on so much that you held me that tight!"

"I finally asked them why they watched if it bothered them. And how come they were so obviously turned on if they thought you were hurting me. The truth is, I had expected them to run when I told them to come in. Mandy wouldn't even look at me and I think she started to cry. But Denise looked at me, even though she had tears in her eyes, too. She said it scared her, but it turned her on and she didn't understand why. Both of them finally admitted they came on their fingers watching us. I guess it was like porn, but up close and very personal." 

"They're virgins, overdue for their first sexual experience. Denise told me she's been taking her pills, but doesn't know why she bothers, and Mandy wouldn't answer. I told her she better start because she was going to meet somebody and not know how to handle it. At that point she ran for her room, but came back in a minute, still wiping tears. I blame myself a little, because we moved here and now they don't have any close friends to talk to."

"But then they unloaded the real blockbusters on me. They wanted to know when you're coming over again. They want to watch! I asked them what made them think I'd ever consider it after the way they reacted. I told them to watch porn if they wanted to. But they said it was totally different seeing me, someone they know, instead of a couple of actors. They asked how I was able to take you into my throat, and wasn't it disgusting, sucking a cock. Oh my God, they had so many weird questions!

"And one other thing. Oh, Dan, I don't know if I should even tell you this! They wanted to know if they can touch you! They can't believe you can shove something as big and hard as your cock into me without hurting me! Dammit, I told them it was the most wonderful feeling ever, but I don't think they believed it. I feel like I'm dealing with ten year-olds!"

I was stunned. Really didn't know what to say. "Oh Shari, damn! I'm so sorry you have to go through this! And I wish I was with you."

"I do too, Dan. I don't know if they would ever talk in front of you, they're so embarrassed now. But it would be a lot easier on me. Moral support. Or at least, immoral support," she giggled. 

We lay silently for a few minutes, and I just gave her a squeeze and ran my hand gently over her. I was mulling over something. "Baby, how do you feel about this? You know we can't keep on doing what we did, letting them watch. And we want our privacy and our time together."

"But suppose we stay at your house tomorrow night, and you tell them in advance, if they want to watch, they can. They don't have to hide, and if they have questions they can ask, either or both of us. But make it clear, it will be the last time; that we aren't going to share our lives with them."

She was still for a minute or two. "Oh Dan, if you're willing to do that it would be wonderful. I'm guessing my mom and dad never talked to them about anything. I know they didn't with me. And I guess I'm feeling kind of guilty now, I am their older sister, and they have no one else. Maybe I should have spent some time with them before. But Dan, how do you feel about the touching part?"

Oh my God! I had assumed she had just shrugged that one off! It's hard to picture a man being unwilling to let good looking women touch him, but I was so totally into Sharon, the idea wasn't even in my mind! I was stunned that she had even considered it!

"Baby, I guess that's up to you. Right now, I belong to you, and especially, my cock! But I'll follow your lead girlfriend, just remember, I'm not a monk. I don't even play one on TV! And if I had a brother and he suggested touching you, they might find him face down in the river!"

She rolled over and kissed me gently. "Thank you, baby. I don't know where this will lead, but I feel like I need to do something for them, and maybe, this will help. But I think it's a little beyond normal "boyfriend" duties," she giggled.

I gave her a big smile and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against my chest. "Speaking of my "normal" duties..." I laughed as I locked my lips over hers. She wiggled and squirmed as I ran a hand down over her ass and gave one cheek a hard squeeze, and she was gasping as her hard nipples scratched against my chest. I had gradually realized that she was less reluctant to let me touch her sensitive nipples and breasts now, not because she felt it any less but because she knew I loved her reaction and loved to tease and please her with them. And she also trusted me enough to realize I would not abuse the opportunity. She relaxed and enjoyed her gift. 

My cock was already standing at attention, but it got a lot harder when she wrapped her fist around it. Our lips continued to grind, and our tongues were doing battle in her mouth as her hand moved slowly up and down me. She spread her legs a little, one slipping between mine, and as her hips slowly rolled, her pussy was rubbing against my thigh. But she jumped and shuddered as I slid my hand from her ass cheek down the crack until my fingers were able to slip between her legs.

Her mouth suddenly pulled up from mine, and she gasped, "Oh fuck! That's no fair!" But fair or not, she showed how she felt about it when she pulled herself up to her knees, giving my hand total access. I reached between her legs and my fingers slid over her lips, already wet and slippery. She moaned and her body started rocking forward and back as her hand squeezed harder and moved faster on my cock. I put my other hand on the back of her head and pulled her lips back to mine, and we moaned into each others mouths. 

When she rocked forward I let my fingers slip between her legs, and quickly slid the tip of one into her. When she rocked back she pushed it deeper into herself, and her lips left mine again as she suddenly gasped. I realized she was dripping wet, and quickly slipped a second finger in and pushed both into her to the hilt. With a groan she simply surrendered to me, putting her forehead on my chest and rocking in time with my hand. My fingers made wet juicy sounds as they flew in and out of her. 

But in a few seconds her head flew back, and she sat up, forcing my hand away. Her eyes locked on mine but she didn't say a word as she moved her knees outside my legs, straddling me. She grabbed my cock, pulling hard on it a few times, then holding it steady as she slipped herself onto it. Suddenly she just dropped, impaling herself on me in one swift motion. She grunted as she was filled with me, but it was so unexpected and the sensation so intense I sat up with a gasp, eyes wide, body shuddering. 

She leaned forward, putting her hands on my chest and pushing me back down. I felt her pussy clenching my shaft, squeezing me although she didn't move. When the pressure finally let up, she lifted very slowly, and I watched as my cock re-appeared. She kept only the tip in her, and started bobbing up and down quickly, massaging it as I squirmed and moaned. At least, when she suddenly dropped onto my body again, I expected it, but it my groan was still just as loud. Oh my God, she felt good!

There was a sparkle in her eyes as she pushed up onto the balls of her feet, leaned forward further, and started rocking back and forth, sliding up and down the length of my shaft with measured strokes. I reached up with both hands and grasped her long hard nipples in my fingertips, very gently. Her eyes shut, and she gasped and shuddered, but continued pumping slowly up and down on me as I lightly rubbed with my fingers. Her eyes flickered open again with a look, almost of surprise, and she whispered to me, "Oh God honey, that feels good!" 

When I started slowly rolling my hips, meeting her downward thrusts, she groaned as our bodies lightly slapped together, and continued her pace. We had found a perfect combination, and it felt so good to both of us we just continued for several minutes, gasping and moaning and smiling at each other. 

Her legs tired and she slid all the way down on me, then slowly leaned forward as her legs slid back, till she was lying on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and we enjoyed a long passionate kiss, my cock, still buried in her, throbbing with pleasure. My arms tightened as I rolled with her, until our positions were reversed and she was under me. I pushed up on my arms, my hands at her sides, and looked down at her. She took one hand and cupped one of her small breasts, squeezing till it pushed upward, hard tip straining towards me. She whispered, "Suck it, please."

I was amazed. I realized she liked the way I touched her so much she wanted more, even though she had been so afraid at first. I bent my head to her, wet my lips and very gently slid them down over the long tip. She didn't gasp. She sighed. I let my wet tongue swirl around the base of her nipple, bathing it. Her back arched, and I felt her pressing against my lips. I opened my lips wider and took all I could get of her breast into my mouth, sucking just a little. My tongue swirled and stroked the long rigid tip. 




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 03



When I woke again it was because she was slipping out of my arms and off the bed. I lay still, eyes closed, and could hear she was heading for the bathroom. I needed a trip too, so I figured I'd go when I heard her coming back. But in a few moments I heard water, and realized she was going to take a shower. I must admit, I felt a little left out, but I sure wasn't going to miss out!

When I got to the bathroom the shower door was already closed, so I relieved myself first, then slid the door open a crack. She hadn't heard me, and was facing away, busily lathering up, her hair already full of bubbles. I pushed the door farther, hoping to surprise her, but she saw the light change and turned her head, smiling when she saw me. She went back to washing, bending to do her legs, as I stepped in behind her. I ran my hands over her small ass, nicely rounded in that position, and she gasped, then giggled, but went on with what she was doing. 

When she straightened up, I moved against her, putting both arms around her body, one tightly crossed just under her breasts, the other down so my hand was in the middle of her stomach. I pulled her tightly back against me in one motion, grinding my body against hers as my lips kissed and nipped at the back of her neck and her shoulders. She moaned and collapsed against me, totally surrendering to my touch. I whispered into her ear, "I missed you baby."

"I hoped you would, and come get me! This was a test!" she giggled. "But really, you were sleeping so soundly I decided to let you get some rest." She giggled again, "After all, I'm planning on keeping you up most of the night!" 

Mmmmmmmmmmm, I liked the sound of that! And she already had me up, as she could tell from my cock pressing against her ass. I continued kissing and nipping, and when one of my hands slid to lightly cup her breast and the other her pussy, she moaned and pressed back against me, rolling her ass against my cock. My hands slowly kneaded her, and my fingertips teased the opening of her pussy, threatening to slip in each time they squeezed. In response, she thrust against them trying to capture them. 

When I relented and let the tips very slowly slide in, she turned her head and kissed me. Then gasped, "Please, more!"

I pulled her harder against me and slowly slid two fingers into her, discovering she was already sopping wet. She gasped and moaned and rolled her hips, thrusting against my hand until the fingers were buried inside her. And when my other hand lightly grasped her nipple she shuddered, her legs almost bucking at the sudden sensation. But instead of pulling back, she arched to my hand, silently begging for more. 

My fingers were sliding in and out of her, and her hips were rolling in time with them, her juices now running down over my hand before being washed away by the hot steamy shower. She began to whimper softly and I knew need was overcoming her. When I turned her around and pulled her against me, my tongue going deep into her mouth as my lips ground on hers, I felt her hand grasp my cock and begin to stroke me hard. "Are we clean enough yet?" I whispered into her ear. 

"Oh FUCK baby, take me to bed!"

Good answer. I grabbed a couple of towels and we got a little of the water off, and then I grabbed her, lifting her off her feet and practically running for the bedroom with her clinging to me, squealing and giggling. I stopped short at the end of the bed and just let her go, her momentum sliding her halfway up the bed with a screech of laughter. 

I jumped on the foot of the bed and threw myself between her legs, pushing them wide apart. My hands slid under her ass and lifted it as I buried my face in her. She squealed again in surprise, but sat up enough to put both hands on my head, pushing me down. I squeezed her firm cheeks in my hands as I rammed my tongue into her cunt, finding it brimful with creamy juices, and I slurped them up, getting my face coated in the process. 

She was rolling her hips, grinding her pussy into my face, and grunting with every upward thrust. But when I ran my tongue up between her swollen lips and found her clit she suddenly growled and locked her legs around my head. With every suck of my lips and lap of my tongue her grip got tighter, and I realized I might have to eat my way out. 

I slid my hands up her body and found her breasts, cautiously grasping her rock hard nipples, and I began to squeeze and rub. Her growls and grunts suddenly became little gasps and high pitched cries, and, afraid I might hurt her, I lessened the pressure of my fingers. But a second later, her hands were over mine, and her fingers squeezed my own against her, telling me she didn't want me to stop. She wanted more!

The tight grip of her legs around my head was making it hard to breathe, but as I lapped and sucked and nipped at her hard bud and my fingers massaged her nips her cries increased in both frequency and pitch, and she was panting. Her hips were now bucking and jerking unevenly. She took a long deep breath, and her legs suddenly clenched even tighter, her ass lifting off the bed, and I thought I might drown as she came with something between a scream and a growl, her cum gushing over her pussy and my face. 

When she finally relaxed I pulled myself free, gasping for breath, my entire face wet with her creamy cum. But her smell, her taste, her sounds and her intense orgasm had me had me totally aroused. I pushed up on my knees and was about to bury my cock in her, but when she opened her eyes and saw me, she flipped over, pulling her knees under her and pushed her ass in the air. 

"Now!" she growled. "Fuck me! Oh God, fuck me like an animal!"

She didn't have to ask twice. I grabbed her hips hard enough to add some fresh bruises, and when I rammed myself to the hilt in her she shrieked, but in the next second, rammed herself back against me just as hard. I skipped slow medium and fast and just started pounding into her, her body and the entire bed shaking and rocking in time with my thrusts. Her hands held balls of sheet, and she used them for leverage, ramming herself back onto me. 

Between her squeals and screams and my grunts and growls, the bed creaking and groaning, and most of all, the gunshot-like reports of our bodies slapping together, the noise in the room was almost deafening. We ignored the glass full of water that fell off the nightstand, and the picture that fell from the wall above the headboard, and hardly noticed the bedlam, we were so focused on fucking each other to death. Only when I snarled and moved my hands to her shoulders, yanking her back against me one final time as I slammed my cock into her and ground against her hard ass, gasping and panting, did we realize the amount of noise, because of the sudden relative quiet. But in half a second it started again as she came gushing onto my cock, and we both began moaning and crying as we bucked against each other, my cum filling her more with every spurt. 

By the time we had both stopped moving, except for the heaving of our chests, my arms and legs were shaking, and I collapsed on the bed, taking her with me as I fell. We both ended up on our backs, side by side, gasping for breath and staring at the ceiling for several minutes. I put my hand over hers and said, "Baby, I'm gonna be sore." 

She clasped my hand in hers and said, "My nipples are a little sore already." We were still for a couple of more minutes, and then she whispered, "Would you suck them for me?"

I understood, I knew exactly what she wanted. I rolled over to her and kissed her softly, then lowered my head to her breast. I realized I had never seen her nipple that soft before, the reddish color now a much softer pink. Making sure my lips were dripping wet I gently opened my mouth and covered the entire nipple, not just the tip. I sucked softly as my tongue made very light, very wet circles, barely touching the tender nub. I felt her harden in my mouth, and closed my lips around the tip, but only with very slight pressure. I moved my head slowly up and down, slippery wet lips gently massaging. 

She had been tense, afraid of the sensitivity, but she relaxed with a little moan and a sigh, her back arching just a bit in spite of herself as she enjoyed the sensation. She rested a hand lightly on the back of my head, and soon she was almost purring. It felt so good for both of us I almost didn't want to move, but I shifted my mouth to the other breast and repeated the treatment. "Oh baby," she softly gasped. 

When she had finally had enough her hand pressed down a little and stopped me. I opened my eyes and looked at her and the smile told me what she needed. My lips shifted to hers for a long, tender kiss. I lay back down beside her and reached over, running a hand over her body. She shuddered and rolled a little bit towards me with a big smile and leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Did you know that what you did to my breasts got my pussy all wet again?" And she giggled as she reached down and touched herself between her legs, then brought her finger to my mouth. I licked it and savored her sweet taste, with a little seasoning of my own more pungent flavor. 

"Did you know that sucking your breasts got my cock hard again?" I said with an impish smile. She looked down and sucked in her breath when she saw it standing straight up. 

As I reached between her legs and started stroking her she reached over and gently took my cock in her hand, running it slowly the length of my shaft. "Mmmmmmmmm" we moaned in unison. I quickly realized she was really soaking wet again, and she realized that no amount of stroking was going to get me much harder. 

She pushed herself up and quickly straddled me, almost nonchalantly slipping my cock into herself and sliding down my shaft all the way in one smooth motion. And she sat there on my hips, rolling back and forth on me and smiling at me as I smiled back. It felt so good neither of us wanted to change a thing, and for several minutes we didn't. She said, "You know Dan, I really love to fuck you! Every time we finish it's not long before I'm ready to go again and want more! I guess I really am your animal girlfriend!" And she giggled. 

My smile said, "How'd I get so lucky?" But I also knew, we both knew, that this had gone a ways beyond sheer lust now. 

She leaned forward, putting her hands on my chest, and started to rock back and forth, stroking my cock long and slow. I ran my hands up her arms and over her shoulders and playfully tousled her hair. In answer she giggled and started moving faster, slapping down lightly against my body. I started rolling my hips in time with her thrusts, and soon we were rocking together, gasping and grunting with every stroke. 

I pulled my legs up behind her, and took control, ramming my cock harder and faster into her and she moaned, rocking back and forth to meet my thrusts. Her eyes caught mine and she silently mouthed, "Fuck me!" 

I mimed back, "Yes, dear!" and with a laugh, put my hands on her head and pushed it down to my chest as I started pounding my cock into her. She moaned with every stroke and her forehead began sliding back and forth over my sweaty chest. And I watched as she reached back with one hand and started rubbing her clit. Her eyes glanced up at me again and she was gasping, panting, an almost desperate look in her eyes. 

Mindful that she'd said her nipples were sore, I reached with both hands and positioned them so that just the hard tips brushed against my palms. She jumped and her breath caught for a moment, but little by little she started to press into my hands. I could see her own hand moving harder and faster between her legs and I started pounding my cock against her, my legs slapping against her ass as she bucked back against me. She looked up at me again, biting her lip, and groaned out, "Ooooooooo, babyyyyyyy."

I slammed my cock into her several times, hard, then ground against her, and my fingertips gingerly pulled down on her nipples. She squealed and her eyes opened wide. She suddenly pushed up on her arms and I could see her shuddering as she clamped her eyes shut again, and she groaned and cried as her orgasm rolled through her. Her pussy was clamping down hard on my cock, and I clenched my teeth, trying not to give in. Her knees slowly slid back, and she ended up lying on my chest, panting and sobbing. I put my arms around her and covered her face with little kisses as she slowly calmed down. 

The tip of my hard cock was still inside her, but it was a minute or two before she noticed. It had gotten really late, and we had not given each other much rest. Despite what she had said, I knew we both needed a little sleep before work in the morning. But she moved a little against me and felt my hardness and suddenly looked at me and said, "Oh baby!" with a worried look on her face. I would have let it go, but she gathered herself up and quickly knelt by my hip, grasping my cock, still covered with her juices, and giving it a kiss. 

Her lips slid very slowly down my shaft, and I could feel her tongue licking me clean as she went. She continued to press until her lips were in my pubic hair, and she smiled up at me, my cock buried in her throat. I gasped and groaned as her throat contracted around me, trying to swallow me whole. She never blinked as she slowly lifted her head until she had just the tip between her lips, then sucked on it, tongue swirling and grinding. 

I moaned and writhed on the bed, the sensations almost too strong to endure, but the smile on her face told me how much she was enjoying it. Suddenly she rammed herself down on me again and began stroking fast up and down, her lips squeezing tight. My hips were rolling, trying to keep up with her, and I could only grab the sheet and grit my teeth. But she slid up again, and wrapped her fist around the base of my cock, now soaking wet with her saliva, and started pumping up and down as her lips and tongue continued to slide up and down the top. She went faster and faster, and in a matter of seconds my hips lifted from the bed, ramming my cock through her lips, and I gasped and shuddered and groaned as my cum burst forth in spurts into her mouth. My hips were bucking, and she continued to suck hard on the tip, milking the last drops from me. When I finally collapsed back onto the bed she lifted her head with a loud "Mmmmmmmmmm" and licked her lips with a big smile. 

When I held out my arms to her she almost dove into them, and we squeezed each other tight, kissing and rolling around on the bed. I made sure the alarm was set for the morning and quickly turned out the light as she snuggled against me. She whispered to me, "I'll call the girls in the morning and tell them we will be there tomorrow night."

I said, "Why don't you tell them they can go for a run with us after work, too? Maybe they'll feel a little more comfortable with us."

"Great idea Dan!" she said, and gave me a nice long kiss. "Good night baby, see you in the morning. Mmmmmm, I get to wake up with you!"

We shared a last good night kiss, and wrapped in each others arms, fell quickly asleep. 

Somehow I woke before the alarm went off and managed to slip out of the bed without waking Sharon. I made a pot of coffee, showered quickly and got as far as my underwear before I heard her stirring. I was so torn, not wanting to leave, but I knew we both had to continue with our daily lives. But when I saw her still-nude body as she sat up, looking at me, I almost totally lost my resolve. I went to her and wrapped her in my arms as she grabbed me and laid her head on my chest. "Don't go," she whispered. 

I gave her gentle kisses all over her face and shoulders then pressed my lips to hers. We moaned into each others mouths, desperate not to leave each other. But I sighed and took a deep breath, pushing back from her a little. I ran my fingers over her face as I told her, "Baby, you know we have to. And you know how good it will be when we're together again. And you know you're all I'm going to think of all day."

I got a little smile for that, and she kissed me again. "I know, lover," she said, it's just so hard. I'll call the girls this morning, then call you. Just please, answer the phone!"

I gave her another kiss and a little pat on the butt and said, "Go get your shower so I can see you again before I leave. I'm already thinking of how good tonight is going to be."

We finally got it together and I headed for my office, leaving her to get herself ready and go. Sure enough, the phone rang at 8:05 again. She had called the girls before she left the house, and giggled as she said they sounded relieved that she was all right. There was some hemming and hawing, but in the end the both said they'd join us for our afternoon run. And they sounded glad that we - or Sharon, at least - would be staying at their house that night. 

But there was absolute silence when Sharon finally broached the subject of allowing them to watch us make love once again, and not trying to hide. "I don't know what to think," she said. "I don't even know if they will be there or not, let alone come near us. But I told them it would be their only chance if they wanted some first hand knowledge. They're on notice that after tonight, our business is ours alone. But I did tell them what I should have long ago, that they are always free to ask me anything they need to know, and I'll tell them the truth. And baby, I hope you don't mind, but I told them they could ask you, too. Right now I haven't the vaguest idea what they'll do." 

Well I certainly didn't either. But I did know it had the makings of an interesting evening. And I'll admit to a chuckle or two during the day, when I thought about various scenarios for the evening. We each called once again during the day, including our entire lunch breaks on the phone, and it got a little easier as the day went on, knowing we would be together again, soon. 

I made record time getting home, getting my running gear on and gathering the things I'd need for the next day. I'd just made it to the parking lot, 10 minutes early, when my cell rang. I was amazed to realize it was Denise on the other end of the phone, telling me they were on the way and would "only" be a few minutes late. Sharon had made her call because she was driving. At least we had a pleasant conversation, so it seemed any tension had passed. 

A few minutes later, a car with two young men pulled in and parked a couple of spaces away from me, and I thought the driver looked familiar. When they got out I realized that the driver was Mark, the intern who I'd foisted my hastily completed folders off on. He was 24 and in his last year of grad school, and the other man resembled him but looked a little younger. When I got out to say hello, I learned that it was Brad, his younger brother, 21 and a college senior. Both were tall and thin, typical running addicts.

I told them I was just getting back into running and was waiting for my friends. It turned out they had both been running for quite a while, and Brad was on the college track team. They stretched a bit as we talked, until Sharon pulled in with the girls. When the three of them came over to me and Shari grabbed me for a long shameless kiss, the looks on Mark and Brad were priceless. With a grin, I introduced them all, my girlfriend and her two sisters. 

Then the obvious dawned on me. When I asked the guys if they'd like to join us, it took them about one second to say yes, after a quick look at each other. I warned them it would be slow for a while, until I turned back, and then they would be at the mercy of the girls, which brought a couple of grins.

We all did a little stretching and took off at "my" pace, and I went out a little over two miles before I stopped and gave Shari a little kiss before they went on their way. It was no surprise that the guys and her sisters had paired up almost instantly, and were chatting away so that they hardly noticed that Shari and I had stopped. I jogged easily back to the lot, had some water and it wasn't too long before I saw Shari's blonde head bobbing towards me. But no sign of the others. 




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 03



As Sharon approached me she was laughing, with a big grin on her face. "They were babbling away so much they didn't even know I was there, so I told them I'd stretch it out a bit and meet them back here. Haven't seen them yet, have you?"

Of course I hadn't, and we both had a good laugh. About five minutes later we saw the four, now two and two, heading for us, and they all had big grins when they arrived. Denise bubbled, "Mark and Brad are going to take us out for pizza, and then drop us off at home, ok sis?"

Sharon put her hands on her hips with a big smile. "I'm not your mother and you aren't kids. And it's about time!" she said with a laugh. 

They both blushed a little, but grabbed their warm-ups and almost instantly headed off with the guys and forgot about us. In no time, their car headed out and Shari turned to me, threw her arms around me and let out a whoop! "Oh my God," she said, "I just hope one of your friends isn't Jack the ripper, because if not you are really my hero!" When I assured her I didn't think so and told her what I knew about them she seemed even happier. 

Anxious to get home, we stopped at a fast food place, then went to the house. We were much more used to being together now, and no longer questioned our feelings for each other. She slipped into my arms and we shared a long, lingering embrace, our lips and bodies enjoying the close, gentle contact. In between kisses she said, "Well, the first part of our plan seems to be a resounding success, but I don't know if part B, with the girls, will ever happen. Anyway, I'm sure we have at least an hour to ourselves."

After another kiss I replied, "Two, more likely, wait and see."

She giggled, "Oh my God!"

We went upstairs and slowly undressed each other, before heading for the shower. It felt wonderful just standing under the hot streaming water with her in my arms, bodies pressing and lips and tongues playing. Her hands found my cock and played with it, fingertips running up and down and all around, her palms cupping my balls, then slowly closing over my shaft and running lightly up and down. I closed my eyes and moaned, my body shaking at the exquisite sensations. She held it in one hand, and lightly stroked it with the other, petting it. She looked up at my eyes, and with a little girl voice said, "Mine?"

I was surprised at the question, but we both knew the answer. "Oh God, Shari, you know you've made it yours," I managed to gasp out, in a quivering, shuddering voice. 

The shine in her eyes and the smile on her lips told me it was the right answer. The only answer. She continued to gently stroke as she kissed my lips, then my chest, then moved her hands to my sides as she slowly lowered herself to the tub mat, leaving a trail of kisses in the water flooding down my body. When she knelt on the mat she put a hand on each side of my cock and slowly stroked back and forth as the tip of her tongue lashed out again and again, torturing me with little licks on the head. 

"Mine!" she sighed as her lips slowly encircled the tip, sucking hard as her tongue swirled around it. One hand gripped the base as her mouth slowly slid up and down, and I could hear her licking and sucking sounds even over the rush of the falling water. Then her hands moved to my thighs, and she looked up at me, eyes smiling, as she very slowly slid her lips over me, pushing and pulling until she engulfed my entire shaft, her chin pressing against my balls as her nose pressed into my wet pubic hair. She rocked slowly back and forth, almost my entire length, pausing only when she needed a breath. 

I leaned back against the wall, fearful that my trembling legs wouldn't hold me. She tightened her lips around me and started bobbing faster, and I gasped and groaned with every stroke. When her fist went around me again she pulled my cock from her mouth and leaned back a bit and inspected her work, my head deep purple and swollen, glistening with her saliva. She licked up and down one side then the other, and then her fist started flying back and forth, squeezing hard as she jacked my shaft over and over. "Oh FUCK baby!" burst from my mouth as I fought to remain standing. 

"Mine!" she said again as she slipped the head of my cock back between her lips and sucked hard as her hand continued to massage my shaft. I started to shudder, feeling a deep tingling and knowing there was no escape from the most delicious torture I'd ever felt. When she felt me throbbing she rammed her mouth down over me again, nuzzling my body as I felt her trying to swallow, throat contracting over and over. 

I groaned, steadied myself with my hands on her head, and surrendered. My hips bucked as my cum poured down her throat, and I felt her swallowing harder and faster. Slowly, she released me and slid back, gasping for breath as my softening cock slid from her lips. I could no longer stand, and shakily knelt in front of her, holding her head with both hands as I kissed her all over her face. She had a big smile, and licked her lips, getting the last of me. And she whispered softly, "Mine!"

When I managed to stand again, she shut off the water and got us both towels, helping to pat me dry. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her long and deep, feeling her body shuddering against me. I whispered in her ear, "I owe you one for that, baby." 

She giggled and pulled herself tighter against me, kissing my chest and looking up at me with a smile. "There's something I'd love that only you can do the way I like it, lover," she said softly. "Play with my breasts, Danny, tease me, make me cum! I love your mouth and hands on me!" And she shyly nestled her face into my neck. 

"Mmmmmmmm," I sighed, thinking how I loved the way she responded to my touch, and kissed her again, our bodies dancing against each other. 

She took my hand and started leading me to her bedroom, but I pulled her back and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against me, her back against my chest. I turned a little and moved her to the left, until we were both facing into the big full length mirror behind the sink, her body in front of mine. As I kissed her shoulders and the side of her neck I ran my hands down her sides, then locked them over her tummy, holding her snugly against me. She moaned and pressed back against my lips, her body shuddering. 

I ran my hands slowly over her, loving how smooth and soft she felt, even though she had a hard athlete's body. She sighed softly under my touch, and turned her head to me for another kiss. When our lips parted I whispered in her ear, "Watch us," as I slowly moved my hands towards her breasts. 

She moaned softly when my fingers made light little circles around them, stroking the soft skin. And when she saw my fingertips moved toward her jutting, rock hard nipples, she gasped before I even touched, and again when I grasped them lightly. As I stroked them gently she moaned loudly, squirming, arching her back and pushing her ass back against me, causing my cock, which had already been stirring, to harden even further. She reached up and back, putting her arms around the back of my neck, locking me against her. I felt her entire body shuddering as I played with her, and I whispered again, "What do you see, Shari?"

"I see a tall skinny girl in the clutches of her lover, who knows how to do magic things to her." she gasped back, in a shaky whisper. 

"I see a beautiful young woman who makes my body obey her slightest touch, and makes me feel things I've never known before," I responded with a smile, and we both watched as her nipples grew even longer and harder as my unrelenting fingers lightly squeezed and pulled and twisted and stroked, driving her pleasure to the edge, but never causing distress. 

Her hips were bucking, her ass grinding against my hard cock, moans and gasps tumbling from her lips on top of each other, but her eyes were open, fixed on my hands and our bodies together. I caught the long swollen buds in my fingertips and pulled gently, just enough for her to feel. In the mirror, my eyes were locked on hers, and I whispered, softly in her ear, "Mine?"

I felt her legs start to shake, and she gasped out, "Oh my God!" followed by a little squeak, and finally a tiny high-pitched, "Yes!"

I let her go for a moment and turned her to me, shifting so that we were both sideways to the mirror. Bending my head I lightly kissed one of her pointed tips, then closed my lips around it, sucking it slowly deeper into my hot wet mouth. My hands were on her sides, her hips pressed against mine, and her whole body rolled, arching and pushing against me, my straining cock captured between us. As my lips massaged my tongue swirled, and she pressed against my mouth, desperate to get as much of herself into it as she could. The only sounds she was making were little high pitched squeaks in between gasps and moans. And her eyes were still locked on the mirror, watching.

Very carefully I closed my teeth around the base of her nipple, and saw her suddenly wide-eyed, in the mirror. My tongue swirled and licked and teased the captive, soaking wet bud, and slowly I began to pull back, stretching it. I heard her breath catch in her throat and her hands suddenly grabbed my shoulders tight. Suddenly, she screamed, "Dannnnnnnnneeeeeee!" as her hips started bucking wildly against me, her entire body shaking so hard that only my hands, grasping her tightly, held her up. 

I could feel her hot juices running down my leg, and she was crying, sobbing, tears running down her cheeks as she crushed herself against me. I held her tight, covering her face with little kisses, and little by little she quieted, still breathing deeply, as we embraced each other. Over and over, she gasped, "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," and finally, "Oh Danny, that's no fair!" The look on her face was almost fearful. "Making me watch in the mirror and what you do to me! I felt like I was watching the most wonderful porno. And I was the star!"

I nuzzled her cheek and whispered back with a chuckle, "Just wait till I fuck you here."

It took a moment for what I'd said to sink in. Suddenly, her head snapped back and she stared at me wide-eyed. "You'd really do that?"

"Would you like it?"

She was silent, but I felt her fist close over the shaft of my cock, already almost throbbing hard. She stepped back, rubbed her other hand against her still leaking pussy, then started to stroke the full length of my shaft as we both watched. Now it was my turn to have trembling legs. Her strokes were slow and measured, and she stopped to run her palm in circles over my swollen head. She added her other hand, both squeezing tight around me as they slid in unison back and forth. I was gasping and moaning with every stroke, and I wanted to shut my eyes, but I couldn't take them from the scene in the mirror. And her eyes were sparkling, her grin telling me how much she liked what she felt and what she saw. 

Without letting go, she suddenly dropped to her knees, and I could see the big smile on her face whether I looked down or into the mirror. One hand released me and she quickly slid her lips over my cock, down to her hand, head moving quickly back and forth. In just a stroke or two my shaft was dripping wet with her saliva, glistening in the bright lights. My hands went to the back of her head, and gripped her lightly as she bobbed back and forth, removing her hand and little by little taking me deeper and deeper. In the mirror I could see her eyes, still turned to watch us. 

All at once she lunged forward and took my shaft into her throat until her chin pressed against my balls. Suddenly I could feel her shaking too, and I realized that in the mirror she could see what she'd never seen before, my cock buried in her throat, only my balls visible. And she reached out a hand and cupped me, gently rolling them, before she had to pull back for a desperate breath.

She gasped out, "Oh my God, Danny!" before swiftly engulfing me, this time sliding back and forth with full long strokes, strings of her saliva dripping from my cock to the floor. When she pulled back again, she stared at me in the mirror, gasping. I reached down and took her arms, pulling her up to me, and I kissed her hard, but I turned so that my jutting, spear-hard cock was visible in front of us, in the mirror. 

I grasped myself and ran the dark tip over her pussy, pressing between her lips and making circles over her clit as she shuddered and moaned. A high, squeaky voice said, "Ohmygod, pleaseeeeee!"

She lifted on her toes as I pressed it against her, and her sopping wet tunnel easily slid all the way down on me in one quick stroke. Grabbing her ass, I pulled her hard against me, holding her impaled, and we both watched as our bodies ground together, feeling it moving inside of her. 

I put my hands on her shoulders and leaned her back, our bodies still joined, and we both gasped and moaned at the almost painfully erotic sight and feel as we moved our hips in time with each other and watched my shaft slide in and out of her. As we moved faster, I could feel her shuddering, breath coming in short labored gasps, but I was shuddering too, my straining cock threatening to give in to the intense pleasure at any moment. I pulled back from her and then pulled her to me, my arms squeezing tight as my eyes closed for a moment, no longer watching. I needed the feeling of her wonderful body crushed against mine, and the tightness of her arms told me she did too. Our lips ground and tongues played, and we could feel the shivers passing between us. 

I backed to the corner of the sink and turned her around in my arms, back to me, then whispered in her ear, "Put your knee up, Shari."

She did, both her hands resting on the other corner, and I quickly moved against her, sliding my full length into her from behind with one quick hard thrust. She grunted, then started to moan with every thrust, ramming herself back onto me as I fucked her faster and harder, breath coming in pants as sweat began to run from my forehead. Her eyes were glued on the mirror, watching my cock ravaging her pussy as my body slapped loudly against her ass, pummeling her firm cheeks with the impact of my thighs. I was groaning with the wonderful pleasure, and she was making little cries in between gasps for breath. 

Knowing I couldn't withstand any more, I leaned forward and grasped one nipple gently and pulled. She squealed in surprise, then growled and rammed herself back against me, grinding hard. In another second she screamed between clenched teeth, and I felt her pussy clamp around me as her entire body began to shake violently in the throes of another orgasm. I snarled and clamped my arms around her, pulled back once against her tightness and slammed deep into her again. My hips rolled and bucked as my cock pumped spurt after spurt of cum, my body shuddering and shaking. 

Her head was down, no longer watching the mirror, and her hands were clutching the sink, holding her up. I had sweat streaming down my face, dripping off my chin onto her ass, and running down my chest. As, still gasping, I pulled her up to me, I whispered in her ear, "We're going to need another shower."

"Later," she gasped. But in a moment, I heard a little giggle, and in the mirror I could see the smile on her face. 

I gathered her up in my arms and carried her to her bedroom, realizing it was the first time I'd been there. I laid her on the bed, climbed next to her, wrapped her in my arms and just held her. Almost motionless, we nuzzled each other, enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking, the warmth of each others body and the sheet we had pulled over ourselves. But in a few minutes, through the open window, in the night's stillness we heard a car pull into the drive and stop. She whispered, "Oh God, they're home."

I chuckled and said, "Two hours."

She gave me a little whack and said, "Smarty! Well they should be coming in pretty soon."

"Maybe," I replied. And for 45 minutes we lay still, snickering together as we strained to hear the whispered words, the laughter and giggling, and occasional little squeals coming from the car. 

Finally, we heard doors close, the car started, and a moment later the kitchen door opened and shut. It was silent for a moment, but then we heard quiet voices. And giggling. "I think they had a good time," I whispered. Shari stifled a laugh and kissed me on the cheek. 

In a few minutes we heard quiet footsteps coming up the stairs. Our door was closed, but Shari called out, "Have fun, you two?"

It was silent for a moment, but then the door opened and two heads looked in. With very flushed faces. "Oh God, Mandy said, "they're in bed!"

"Well we just finished playing chess!" Sharon said. I gave her a little squeeze under the sheet. "Get used to it," she continued, bluntly, "We like each other. Now, how did you guys make out tonight? And come in here!" 

They slid in the door, sort of hugging the wall, but Shari said, "Come over here, you can sit on the bed, you've already seen a lot more of us than this sheet. I'm your sister, remember?"

They came, though rather slowly, and when they sat they looked at each other for a moment. But suddenly, Denise's face lit up, and she started babbling, with a little help from Mandy. "Oh Shar, we had a great time! Mark and Brad are just the best! And they love to run just like we do!"

"We even like the same kinds of pizza and beer!" Mandy added.

"We figured you must have found something to talk about," Sharon said, "You were gone long enough. Seemed to take quite a while to make it from the car to the house, too."

Both of us smiled at that, but suddenly the expressions on the girls changed, and I'm not sure I've ever seen that shade of red before. But after a moment of silence, Mandy said, almost defiantly, "We were... making out!" Their expressions seemed to say they were expecting the worst from us. 

But instead they got great big grins, as we squeezed each other again under the sheet. "Was that as much fun as the run and the pizza?" Sharon giggled. 

But the faces suddenly became serious and the flush faded a little. Denise said in a quiet voice, "Sharon, that was better than everything else, but I'm not sure what I felt, what I feel. Mark kissed me, and I loved it, oh God, sis, that felt so good! He even taught me what to do to make it better. And... and... he put his tongue into my mouth... oh my God! I thought it would be gross, but instead my whole body started to tingle! I felt things... kind of like... what I felt when we saw you... watched you and Dan the other night. Sis, I was shivering, I couldn't stop... like I was scared... or cold. But I wasn't, it felt wonderful!"

"He put his arms around me and pulled me against him, but... but... he didn't really have to. I wanted to touch him, God I loved the feel of his body against mine, I pushed myself against him. I thought it must be wrong, but I didn't care! Before long, our lips were grinding against each other, Shar, and I wanted something, so bad, but I wasn't sure what. I just knew I loved the feeling of his hands and his body pressed against me."

Mandy was silent, but she nodded her head, obviously agreeing with most of what Denise said. They both looked like they were confessing, telling some terrible secret. But Sharon smiled at them and said quietly, "Honey, there's nothing wrong with any of that. That's what happens when two people like each other, and it is wonderful. You just have to remember what you're doing, take it a bit slow. Let it grow naturally if that's what you want, but just be sure you want it. Now you have an inkling of what Dan and I feel for each other. It's not bad or wrong, it's one of the best parts of life. And you two are a little behind in finding out. I don't know, maybe in the end that will make it even better!"




Let's Go For A Run Ch. 03



The expressions suddenly changed to smiles, as though permission had been given for what they'd felt. But Denise became serious again. "Sharon, there was something else. It really scared me, and maybe I scared Mark, too, but I really, really hope not. He touched me sis, I mean... he touched my breast. We only had our running gear on under the warm-ups, and my jacket was unzipped. He... He put his hand on my bra, and God, it felt like... like... I don't even know! And when he squeezed a little, it was even better!" 

"Me too," Mandy said, weakly.

Denise continued, resolutely, needing to get out the whole story. "I... I felt my nipple get really hard when he did that. It felt really good, sis. But he felt it too. And through the bra he caught it in his fingers... and... and he squeezed it. Sharon, I squealed, I almost went through the roof. He jumped. And he pulled back, I know he thought either he'd hurt me or I didn't like it. But it didn't really hurt me at all. It was just so intense. I... I never felt anything like it. And I whispered he'd better wait for that. And tried to make up for it by kissing him again, hard. But I don't know what he thought, and I don't know what to do if it happens again!"

I said seriously, "Mandy, did that happen to you, too?" She nodded her head. Sharon and I looked at each other, knowing instantly. "Baby, you'd better tell them," I said.

She began, "I need to tell you something, otherwise you'll find out the hard way. All women have sensitivity in their breasts, and especially their nipples. But it varies a lot. But I know what you felt because I'm the same way. It's a special feeling. We must all be right at the upper edge of sensitivity. I'm sure Mark and Brad didn't do anything wrong, and they expected a reaction. A reaction of pleasure for you. But not what they got. We just aren't like most women, and can't be treated quite the same. It's not a curse. It can be wonderful. But if you want to let someone touch you, you have to warn them. To be gentle. To touch you lightly."

I joined in. "It's not bad at all, it's a gift. If you find a man who understands and treats you like you need he will be rewarded, and so will you. Trust me, I know all about that now! Sharon was smart enough to let me know, and now it's something very special to be shared between us. I know how she reacts to my touch, and she knows I won't abuse it."

Sharon giggled. "You should have seen - and heard - what happened an hour or two ago! I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world! It's special, and if you find the right guy, you will find out. But you need to let them know, because they have no reason to expect it." 

The two of them looked at each other, expressions of great relief on their faces. But Denise's expression soon changed, as she thought of something. "Sharon, something else happened." She blushed beet red. "Mark had his arms around me, kissing me and... we were sort of rubbing against each other, hands touching. He was dressed like us, only warm-ups and running gear on and... um, I touched his skin a lot." She gasped. "Oh God, I don't know why, but that felt so good! But somehow, I didn't try but... when I moved my hand I touched a big bulge in his shorts, and he jumped and sort of moaned. I knew it was his cock, but I never expected it to be standing up like that!"

Sharon suppressed a giggle and said, "I know honey, it happened to me once too. And I'll bet I know what happened next. You just had to touch it. To see what it felt like."

Mandy gasped, and Denise looked away, like she was afraid she'd done something wrong. Sharon smiled and said, "Don't worry honey, I'll bet every girl does that once. At least once!"

Denise continued, "I... I put my hand on it and squeezed just a little bit. Over his shorts. To see what it felt like. And moved my hand a little bit. Because it felt so big. And hard. And he groaned! I pulled my hand away because I thought maybe I hurt him, that he didn't like it. But he gasped, and said, "Oh God, that felt so good!" And he took my hand and put it back on it and tried to make me rub it. And I did. A little. But he moaned, and his whole body heaved, pressing against my hand. Shar, I had no idea what to do. Or if I should be doing anything! But I finally said, "That's enough for now."

This time, Sharon sounded serious. "Honey, there's a point where you have to decide what is right for you. No one can tell you what's right or wrong. But touching a man like that is a very personal, intimate thing. And if you do it too long or too much he will begin to expect more. On a first date you were right to stop. And I'm sure he knows that, too. Just remember, for some things, it's much better to take your time. And in the end, it makes everything better." 

Mandy finally got the courage to say something too. "Shar, it was kind of like that for me too, except... except Brad didn't make me touch him. I... I just wanted to. I asked him how that happened, and he said I did it! I couldn't believe it! It got so big and hard! And all I did was kiss him... and touch him a little!"

Sharon asked, "Mandy, tell me something, did you feel anything happen to you? Like maybe, your shorts got all wet?"

Denise gasped, and Mandy instantly turned red again and let out a little high pitched "eeeeeek".

"I wasn't going to say anything about that, Shar. I got so wet my panties and shorts are soaked. I even wondered if I pee'd myself, but it didn't feel like that. It was sort of like... when I watched you the other night. And other times too, like when I watched a sexy movie or thought about a boy I'd seen. But I've never been this wet and sticky before. Is... Is that bad?"

"Oh God, honey," I have to be blunt about this. That's lubrication. And it's not bad at all. It's normal and natural. I'm not surprised, especially for your first real experience with a boy. It would only be bad if you felt "turned on" and it didn't happen, but I guess you don't have to worry. Just remember though, it will always happen, its part of being a girl, just like a guy's cock getting hard is part of being a man. And it definitely doesn't mean you have to do anything about it! Except the laundry!" she giggled

Denise said quietly, "Will it come out?"

Sharon and I laughed together, and she said, "You too, huh?" getting a nod in reply. "Yes, it will come out, best if you do the wash before it dries completely. And if you two are going to run the washer tonight, throw my stuff and Dan's in there, too. We were kind of in a hurry," she giggled.

Mandy hadn't finished though. "Shar, the thing was, when I touched him, he reacted sort of like Denise said, but I realized, I had no idea what to do. I didn't know if I'd hurt him or not, or if he even wanted me to touch him. And I had no idea how, or where or how hard or... or anything! The only time I ever saw a cock was you guys, the other night. I don't even know what its s'posed to feel like!"

"Oh God," Sharon sighed, and then whispered in my ear. "Dan... baby, are you willing to go through with this?"

I groaned. "Shari, remember what you asked me in the shower, and my answer?" She grinned. "Well it's up to you now honey, but there is one thing. I won't promise not to enjoy it!"

She gave me a whack. But then she whispered, "I bet I can find something you'll enjoy even more, later." and she gave me a little kiss on the cheek.

Turning to the girls, she said, very seriously, "Do you remember what you asked me when we talked the other night? And do either or both of you really still want it?"

For a moment, she got blank stares for an answer. But Mandy suddenly flushed bright red once again and turned away, muttering softly, Oh my God!" Denise transferred her stare to Mandy, who said, "YOU asked her! Oh my God, you asked her if we could see... and touch... Dan... Dan's cock!"

Instantly, Denise was even redder, and she put her hand over her face. She managed to sputter out, "You mean... you're serious? You would actually?"

Sharon responded, "Well, were you serious or not? Or have your just changed your mind? I'm... we're offering because you really sound like you have questions and could use some help. And... I'm your sister... and I love you both. One thing you need to understand, it's a one time offer. After tonight our lives are private. I'll always be here to offer advice, but that's as far as it will go."

Meanwhile, I lay there feeling like a specimen in a biology class. And my cock was never softer. I shut my eyes and wished I could shut my ears, too. But from the conversation, I had just gotten real insight on girls becoming women, and I had to admit I felt sympathy for them. I could remember similar doubts and questions as a teenage guy.

I felt Shari lift the sheet, then fold it down over my legs, and coolness suddenly washed over my body. I didn't like this at all, but I lay still, motionless, eyes closed, determined to get through it for her. I heard Mandy and Denise gasp softly and shift on the bed, but at least they didn't leave. 

Shari said, "Aww, my poor guy's soft as butter. I think he's afraid of you!" she giggled. Take a good look, because it may be a while before you have a chance to see a man's cock like this again. Let's see if I can bring him back to life."

I felt her fingertips gently trail up and down my cock, and I shuddered when her other hand lifted it, allowing her fingers to glide up and down the underside. Despite myself, I felt myself slowly swelling, the firmness returning. Mandy and Denise shuffled on the bed and groaned softly, and I opened my eyes a crack to see that they had moved together, an arm around each other. But their eyes were glued on me.

Shari wrapped her hand gently around me and stroked slowly, and in seconds I began to swell in her hand, the smooth gentleness of her hand making me forget about the surroundings. But she said softly, "He's getting harder now, but he still has quite a ways to go. Actually," she giggled, "he's just getting started." 

I heard Denise whisper softly, "God, it's already big!" 

Shari's hand continued to move slowly over me, squeezing just hard enough to feel wonderful. But she said quietly, "Now, does one of you want to touch him, see what he feels like?" I stiffened and groaned softly, but her hand tightened on my shaft, holding me, and she said, "Its ok baby, I'm watching, you're doing great."

She got no volunteers, but finally said, "Denise! You asked, now come over here. It won't bite!" I heard Denise sigh, and get to her knees, and she shuffled across the sheets till she was next to me. "Here," Sharon said, "Grasp it lightly and then tighten your hand a bit. You won't hurt him; I'll bet he'll love it."

I felt Sharon's hand slip away, and it was quickly replaced by a cooler one, barely closed around me. I jumped at the sudden difference, and heard "OH!" as Denise jumped too. But the hand remained and tightened slowly. Sharon said, "Your hand should be just tight enough to slide up and down easily, without dragging. What he'll like the most is nice smooth strokes with enough pressure to feel good. Sort of like a massage."

The hand tightened a little more and started to slide up and down very slowly. I shuddered as her fingertips brushed the tip and heard a little "Ooooo", but she kept going. It was maddeningly slow, and I finally gasped out, "A little faster, and tighter, Denise." She jumped at my voice, but did as I said, and suddenly it felt very, very good. I let out a sigh of relief and whispered, "Ahhh, that's nice."

That seemed to give her more confidence and courage, and the hand got a little tighter, moved a little faster. It was nice, and soon my hips automatically lifted, rocking in rhythm with her hand. She whispered, "Sharon, I think it's getting bigger. And I know it's getting harder!" 

There was no doubt of that, I was shuddering as her hand tightened even more and slid swiftly, with long smooth strokes, all the way from my groin to the tip. Suddenly she gasped, "Its getting wet!"

I knew she was right as I could feel her hand become slippery, my pre-cum obviously oozing from the tip. My body was rocking and I moaned with each stroke, almost forgetting what was going on. But I knew if she kept it up like that, it wouldn't be long before she had me on the edge. I gasped out, "Denise, you better stop. But don't worry, you've got it just right!"

I opened my eyes in time to see Sharon reach out and gently take Denise's hand away from me. I put my head back, gasping, trying to regain a little composure, and shut my eyes again. But I heard Mandy say, in a rather timid sounding voice, "Let me try!"

A second later a fist wrapped around me again and my eyes popped open to see Mandy leaning over me, my cock firmly in her grasp. "Oh God," she gasped, "It's hard! And it's warm!" And I felt her hand tentatively slide from the base to the tip, pause, then back again. Her fingers tightened a little, and her hand began to slide up and down, the pre-cum already pouring from the tip easing the way. "Mmmmmm," she said, "I like that! It's smooth... but it's bumpy. And I can feel Dan shuddering when I do it!"

She was right about that. She was taking over where Denise left off, and I was gritting my teeth, trying to hang on long enough for her to get the idea. I was gasping with every stroke, and my hips were rolling with no help from me. Very quickly she was going faster, and adjusting her grip, trying to get just the right tightness. And it was working. Finally I opened my eyes and looked at Sharon with a pleading expression. She was looking back at me with a shit-eating grin, knowing how close I was. "Please!" Was all I could gasp out.

She put her hand around Mandy's to stop her, then gently pulled it away. "You've got it Mandy. Both of you did just great. Just remember that's a special treat for a guy you really want to please. But since we aren't going to do this again, we might as well try something else, since I know you were curious. It takes more practice, but guys like it even more! But if you don't want to you don't have to. You can just watch me."

Oh my God! I could barely take the hand jobs, and now she had something else planned. I could pretty much guess what, confirmed almost instantly, as I felt her tongue slide over the tip of my cock as she tasted my pre-cum. Denise and Mandy gasped in unison, "Oh my God!"

But of course, Sharon was just starting, and soon I felt her wet lips slowly sliding down my shaft as she sighed "Mmmmmmmmm" with the satisfaction of feeling my cock slipping into her mouth. I'm sure she wanted the girls to hear that, so they would know she found it pleasurable. She slid me once to the back of her mouth, then slowly lifted her head from me, my cock now shiny from a coating of her saliva. She said. "You have to get it nice and wet so it will slide easily, and then you can tighten your lips. If you suck in a little as you slide up and down he'll like it even more!"

And she took me back in and stroked up and down for emphasis, her lips tight. I was already gasping and squirming on the bed, the "lesson" making me much more conscious of every millimeter that slid between her lips. My hips were rolling, trying to thrust harder into her mouth. She pulled back again and said, "I think you can see how much he likes it! And if you want him to like it even more, you can use your tongue against his shaft or the tip. But you have to be careful, he's likely to cum, especially an inexperienced guy. And then you have to decide spit or swallow," she giggled, "that's your choice!"

"But," she continued, very seriously, "If you make your guy cum this way, it takes off the pressure a little to go any farther. Just remember, if there is a next time, they may expect it then too. You need to be pretty sure what you want before you go this far. Now, do you want to try?"

I lay still, almost resigned to my fate, and it was dead silent for about a minute. But I suddenly gasped and jumped when I felt a tongue very lightly touch the tip of my cock, for just an instant. And Denise said, "Oh my God, I can taste him!" 

Mandy said timidly, "Are.... Are you supposed to taste him?"

"What do you think, Denise?" Sharon giggled.

"It's not bad, I... I kind of like it," Denise stumbled. And suddenly I gasped loudly as I felt her lips slide over my head, all the way to the rim, and lock in place. I was the only one that knew her tongue was going back and forth over the tip, making me shudder time after time and lapping up every drop of pre-cum. I groaned and opened my eyes, wondering what was coming next, but the first thing I noticed was that Denise had her hand pressing against the crotch of her running shorts, rubbing slowly.

Sharon noticed too, saying, "Turns you on a little doesn't it? If you have the right frame of mind it can be good, and if you have the right guy, it can be wonderful! And he'll let you know how wonderful it really is, trust me!" She giggled.

All of a sudden, Mandy said again, "Let me try!" And I gasped as her hand suddenly grasped my shaft. Denise pulled up in surprise, leaving Mandy with sole possession. And we all watched as her lips slid over me without hesitation.

I groaned again as I felt her tongue swirling against me, wanting to taste too. She looked up at me, seemingly questioning if she was doing it right, and my gasps and moans must have reassured her. I felt her lips start to slide lower, then pull back and start again, this time wetter and sliding more easily. She made some funny little sounds, adjusting to having her mouth so full, but soon had me almost back to her throat. 

Then she pulled up again, gasping, and took a deep breath. And plunged back down over me, until I felt her gag suddenly as my cock entered her throat! She pulled up, coughed once and swallowed hard, then slid over me again and bobbed up and down several times in quick succession. I moaned and my head went back, hands grabbing handfuls of sheet. Maybe she had cheated and been watching porn, but she had the mechanics of a blow job just right! "Mandy! Stop... now... please," I gasped out in a shaky voice.

She did, and looked at Sharon, then at me. "Didn't I do that right?" she said, a worried look on her face.

"That was just... perfect," I gasped back. "Don't worry, you'll have no trouble when the time comes." 

Sharon looked at me with a big grin. "Aww, the poor dear, he's trying to be so good," she giggled. And she quickly wrapped one fist around the base of my cock, as her mouth slid over the tip, still wet from Mandy's efforts. I gasped and shuddered as she began to bob up and down, but at least I felt better, knowing it was Sharon. And I knew for sure, I didn't WANT to be shared!

She pulled back and took a deep breath, then plunged over me again, taking me right to the back of her throat. I moaned and thrashed as I felt her throat contracting, trying to swallow me whole. "Oh fuck! Sharon...!" was all I managed to get out. 

She lifted her head, took a deep breath and said, "I think he's ready." Her hand grasped me again and began flying up and down my wet, slippery shaft. My hips bucked, and in moments I exploded, my cum spurting into the air, and droplets fell on all four of us. I gasped, "Ahhhhhhhh, yessssssssss!" as I bucked on the bed. The girls squealed in shock, and Sharon giggled, "See? That's what happens when he really likes it!"

But then she got serious. She scooped up a pea sized glob and said, "Just remember, this little drop is enough to get you pregnant if you aren't protected, or he isn't." And she licked her finger clean. It won't hurt you this way though," she grinned. And I opened my eyes in time to see that both girls imitated Sharon - and wrinkled their noses. Sharon said, "It's definitely an acquired taste, and it helps if you like the guy a lot. Even so, a mouthful can be a little overwhelming at first."