The alarm sounds to start the morning, you reach for your phone 5.15 it says as you hit dismiss. You sit up and stretch, mornings are not your favourite time or the day but your new routine is doing wonders for your physical health. You get up and get dressed, running shoes on and headphones in you head out the door.
The morning is cold and I can see my breath, there’s layer of for slightly below the street light you stand under as you use it to stretch, your muscles taking longer to wake up today so a slow jog to start with is the plan. You wonder if you’ll see her this time.
You start your jog, down the street and onto the trail. Your usual route will take you through the forest, it’s so peaceful there and this early there is usually only a couple people on the trail with you. You hope she’ll be one of them, I’ll say something this time you think to yourself.
The fog is below the trees, it’s quiet under here with only the sound of your footsteps hitting the dirt path. Suddenly you hear more steps in the distance, it’s hard to see but you can hear. They match yours, could it be her? You keep going then the sound stops, your heart drops.
You continue your run and suddenly you see her, she’s sitting on a log and that explains the noise stopping. She’s as beautiful as ever on this morning, as you approach her the sun starts to peak through the fog creating rays of light. She’s stretching, her arms all the reaching to her toes you can see her long slim leg muscles showing through her grey and pink lined leggings. She has a pink singlet on with a red sports bra strap. She’s as beautiful as you remember. This is it, talk to her you idiot you think to yourself.
You stop near her, your heart racing but not from the exercise. She looks up at you and before you have a chance to say anything she says “I was hoping it was you.” Your heart stops, you can’t believe it, she’s waiting for you. “Umm hi” you manage to stumble out, “I’ve noticed you look back after I pass you” she says with a smile “well, I.. umm. Yes I can’t help but look, you have great shape” you reply. She stands up and puts both thumbs into her leggings, she slides them down and leans overs her hands on the pot holding her up. “Here’s a better view for you, would you like a close up?”.
She eyes me up and down, seeing that my cock is hard, “You can use that too if you like”. I walk up to her taking position behind her, my hands rub over her smooth ass, steam rising from it. I pull my shorts down, my cock hard and ready, spreading your ass open I slide inside. It’s so warm on this cool morning, your legs tense as I move in and out.
I don’t even know her name, random thoughts going through your head as you’re inside her. It doesn’t matter, the cold outside and the hot sex makes for a mix you’ve never had before. She uses the log and a nearby tree to lift herself up slightly standing, this angle allows you to use your hands on her upper body, from waist to breast you reach and squeeze. In and out, I’m getting faster now.
Sweat starts to drip from my body, my hands reach for your neck, I slightly squeeze and you moan as I do to let me know you like it. “Finish in me” she says as our breathing becomes in sync, uhh I’m almost there, mmm she moans louder rubbing her clit. She senses that I’m close, further you go in, ahh it’s so good.. out and in.. You’re almost there and then it hits.. your leg tightens, you feel the Cum gush out of your cock into her.
You back away, she bends over and lifts up her leggings. Smiling at you she leans in and gives you a kiss on the lips. Then just as quick as it started, she starts to jog away. “But I didn’t catch your name?” You call out to her. She keeps jogging, her footsteps getting fainter. You pull up your shorts and stand there, a few minutes go by when more footsteps can be heard, is she coming back? You look in the distance and notice someone, they get closer, it’s not her. “Nice spot for a rest” the older lady says. “Yes it is you reply” as you continue your run back home.
Nice story, but pls check that the ‘I’, ‘you’, ‘me’ and ‘she’ are what you mean. It’s distracting to have to figure out who the ‘you’ is
Brilliant story. Just need more quotations during the dialogue. Can’t tell if it’s talking or descriptions at one point. Haha