The run was fun! You kept falling behind me, and when I woul..

The run was fun! You kept falling behind me, and when I would look back over my shoulder to tell you to keep up, you just grinned at me and said “I like the view back here” That made me giggle with delight. I would put an extra bounce in my stride and smile as I felt your eyes lingering on my backside, as warm as a touch. I was planning on a quick run, and it turned out that was the way it would have to be, because as we rounded the corner on the way back the skies were darkening, and the wind had picked up, we barely made it in the yard before the thunder boomed and the rain came bucketing down. I grabbed your hand “quick, come inside! We can watch the storm from the windows” We’d barely even been spattered with raindrops, but I still made a bee line for the bathroom. We were both pretty sweaty. I looked out the window at the dark sky and watched the water slapping against the window panes. I turned to smile at you, and saw again that you were not looking at the wonders of nature out the window, but instead at the wonder of nature in front of you.... namely me... I know what you want. But I think you’re too much of a gentleman to ask for it... but luckily for you, I want it too...

I bite my lip and keeping my eyes on you, peel down the waistband of my leggings. Your eyes light up at the sight of my pink thong coming into view. I can see that you are breathing heavily, and probably not from the jog anymore. I want to give you a little show. With the storm outside providing the lights and the thunder and raindrops as the sound track I begin to strip for you. Gently I take hold of the edge of the thong and slide it down my hips. The line of my underwear underscores the curve of my bum cheeks, showing you at the same time how soft they will feel under your hands. Once I’ve exposed most of my bum to you I turn and you get a tantalizing view of my soft, reddish blonde bush. You’re chest is heaving and mine is too. My heart thuds as I wordlessly pull up the edge of my t-shirt and the sports bra underneath to reveal my perfect little breasts, first one and then the other. My nipples are perky and hard, with the cold and the excitement. I can feel my pussy getting wet, just watching you watch me. You swallow hard and I can see the bulge in your shorts expanding. It turns me in so much to excite you like this.

We still haven’t said a word. I turn back to the window, and bending over, push my leggings and panties down my thighs a little further. I hear you catch your breath and stifle a moan as you catch a glimpse of my pussy lips between my legs. But I don’t want you to have just a glimpse. I want you to see it all. I spread my legs, reach back and part my cheeks. My heart is pounding now. My pussy is aching in anticipation.

I look back at you and say, “your turn”. You don’t need to be asked twice. You reach down and free your cock from your running shorts. It’s so hard it springs out as soon as you pull your waistband down. You stand there.... looking at me, stroking your cock slowly, from the base to the tip. I am dying to feel you inside me. I make eye contact with you and say one word; “Yes”.

You close the distance between us in a second. Your hand are in my hips, my buttocks, my breasts in a frenzy of need. You press you face against the damp nape of my neck and press the length of you cock against my ass, pulling my close, grinding against me. I brace for your entry, but you pause and whisper, devilishly into my ear, “say ‘please’”. I laugh with delight, and then whimper as you grind against me again, hard as rock. “Please” I gasp. The head of your cock finds the hot wetness of my pussy like its coming home. Pausing, you let my lips envelope the fat head of your cock. I moan and wriggle, trying to push back, but you hold my hips firm. I rock on the balls of my feet, and you chuckle and then growl a little. Then slowly, so slowly, you push your length inside me. I say please again, but it comes out like a moan. And with our hearts thundering against each other you begin to fuck me with with a slow deliberate rhythm.

The lightning flashes and you spin me around, resting my ass on the window sill. I spread my legs open and you kneel in front of me making me gasp again. You look up at me for a moment and the turn your attention to my pussy, licking it with long strokes at first, testing me and making me squeal with delight. You work your way around my clit, teasing and tasting and enjoying every minute. Time stands still as I can feel an orgasm building. I rest my hand on your forehead, keeping you at just the right place, not too hard, not too deep.... and my cries escalate until with a rush the pleasure hits me and I cum. I rock against your face and shake with pleasure, out-storming the storm outside.

But I’m not done yet and neither are you. Spinning me around again, you face me to the mirror. Up against the bathroom counter, I am begging this time, “fuck me please, I need you to fill me with your cock!” You slide your full length into me, and beginning slow, you steadily build until we are rocking with a rhythm that has us both panting harder than when we were running! I want you deep, so I pull my knee up onto the counter to give you more room. Locking eyes with me in the mirror, you hold my shoulder with one hand, and my hip with the other and give it everything you’ve got. My g-spot is getting pounded and I can feel my orgasm building again. “Let me see it” I say, and obligingly you pull out and, lifting me as though I was a doll you turn me around and place my ass on the counter. Your cock in your hand, you smile that same wicked grin that you did when you were watching my ass in front of you as we ran. You press the head against my clit again, making me cry out, and then slide it down my slippery engorged pussy lips to find my sweet hole once more. You pull out again, and I am keening with my need to cum. “Open your mouth” you say, not a request but a command. I am more than willing to comply. You slide your fingers into my mouth and I suck them greedily. You take those fingers, slick with my spit, and slide them into my pussy, and easily find my swollen g-spot. Slowly, but firmly you massage it, making me throw my head back. And now harder and faster until I cry out and cum, gushing my squirt down your arm and onto the counter. I know you can’t wait a second longer, and through my moans I say “NOW” and you slam your cock into my soaking wet pussy and fuck me as though your life depends on it. I begin to cum again, and reach down to feel your balls tighten. You lean into me and groan as you cum too, emptying your hot load at last into my eager pussy. I am nearly screaming as pump every last bit of your cum into me.

In the aftermath I slump, draped around your body. You slowly pull out, and I get to watch and feel your warm cum drip out of me. It looks so good I gasp. We catch our breath and laugh together. “I like the way you workout” you quip. “Well, how do you think I keep in such good shape?” I reply. “Jogging again tomorrow?” You suggest. “Sounds like we’re gonna make this a habit”