Runetales

The Runetales series is an ongoing sexual work of fiction. Check out previous chapters for all the details.

All characters in the series are above the age of consent.

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The drive to Santa Cruz was normally a short one, less than an hour in good traffic. That night, traffic exemplified why Californians live in their cars. Behind the wheel of Cora's compact, Rune sighed.

The mix CD Ken had made kept him amused, from going insane. He looked over at his girlfriend in the passenger seat. That and Cora's shorts. Sighed again.

The last two months with Cora had been ... the only word he had for it was blissful. The mild winter weather had given them a lot of chances to get outside. Cora had an enthusiasm for jogging and hiking that matched his own. It didn't hurt that she was inventive and enthusiastic in the sack.

Cora had her legs up on the dash, her shoes off, showing a generous stretch of calf and thigh. At his look, she put down the biology text to rest on her chest. She was studying ahead, already planning her way into pre-med coursework. She knew she wanted to follow in her father's footsteps. Right now she was looking at Rune with affection, and a little concern.

"You okay?" She shifted her feet against each other. "You've got that murder-everyone-in-fifty-feet look on your face. I get nervous."

He smiled. "You know I'd kill you last." Turned back to the traffic to scowl. "Nah, I'm fine. I just don't want to miss the concert."

He sighed. "And also dinner overlooking the water! I have a suit in the trunk, and your pretty dress ... I wanna be romanced damnit!"

Cora laughed. "We'll get there in plenty of time." She put her legs down and stretched her back and arms as best she could inside the little car. He enjoyed the way her large pert tits popped forward in her top. She slid the book onto the floor. "This gives me some time to ask you something."

He raised an eyebrow. "Should I be worried?"

She shook her head. "We're not getting married. Don't worry." She paused, thinking. "Are we strange? And by we I don't mean just you and me. I mean we, Vince and Alex and Madison and Sydney and Ken and Amanda. And Heather, even. Are we strange?"

He cocked his head. "Strange how?"

She crossed her legs on the seat. "We get along really well. Like, there are a bunch of cliques at the school. But they're all ... I dunno. They tend to be all of a sort. We're not like that, we're all different kinds of people. All just kind of getting along."

She looked out the window again, quiet. "We're like a little family. I've never had that." She smiled. "I mean, I have my folks. But I don't have any brothers or sisters. And Madison's always bounced around between homes, and Amanda's as much as latch-key kid as you are, and ... you know."

He nodded. "I know. And you're right. We are like a little family. It's not ... strange. It's just how it is sometimes." He smiled. "You remember Firefly?"

She smiled back at him. "Yeah. I'm glad you made me watch them. Good show." She stuck out her tongue. "I liked the show better than the movie."

"Right, it's an archetypal Whedon show. Powerful lady characters, disparate people form a family unit, wacky hijinks ensue." He made a thoughtful face. "A pretty good description of us."

She smirked. "Most of those casts are pretty weird. Am I the ex-demon or the psychic assassin?"

"Sexy brainwashed agent?" He laughed.

"Eh?" She looked puzzled.

"Nevermind, just being a dork. To answer you: no. We're not strange. We're just ... a family. Every family is different." He looked at her, raising his eyebrows. "Plus family isn't the best analogy. Cuz, you know. The sex."

Cora rolled her shoulders, an expansive shrug. "True!" She put her hand on his knee. "And that would be something to miss."

He grinned at her as the traffic thinned and cars began to move again.

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Dinner was fantastic, seafood on the water. Fresh as fresh can be. They changed in the bathroom before they sat down, Rune slipping on his suit and Cora her little black dress.

Conversation focused on the upcoming year, their plans and the plans of their friends. Their little family had big plans. Holidays, sports, lots of parties. Plus there was the fall. The fall semester of sophomore year was known as "Fall Forward". Everyone worked with the school to get internships in the fields they cared about. If you swung it right, some folks ended up splitting their time between interning and classes the rest of their time at Turing.

Rune spent dinner enjoying the food, the conversation, and Cora's beautiful chest. She had a couple of LBDs, and she was wearing by far his favorite. It was a strapless number that showed off a generous length of leg and the gorgeous line of her shoulders. She was wearing pearls around her neck and at her ears, and tonight her lipstick was a dark red to set off the dress.

He would estimate a full 10% of his enjoyment during dinner was from watching other guys trip as they stared at her. It happened often enough that it reflected poorly on his gender.

Afterwards, they walked down the boardwalk in the direction of the oceanside concert hall. Rune took off his suit jacket as they walked, passing it to Cora without a word. She thanked him with a smile. He leaned an arm around her as they walked, and she leaned against him. She had almost three inches on him in height, and Rune admitted to himself that dating a tall girl was just one of the many aspects of Cora he loved exploring.

At the edge of the amphitheatre Rune passed on their tickets, and the couple worked their way down the stairs to their seats. At fourth row, center, they had a great view of both the stage and the ocean. Lit brilliantly by the setting sun, it was one of the moments where California living more than made up for the traffic. Cora and Rune certainly didn't resist. They shared a long kiss, and Cora snuggled down into the crook of his arm.

The concert was just as brilliant as Rune hoped. Blending a combination of classic and new jazz, it was a fantastic way to spend two hours.

After the concert let out they took a walk along the wharf, enjoying the cool breeze and the sound of the surf. The lights of businesses and walkways fell away behind them, and soon they were out on the boardwalk with just the moon overhead for illumination.

The two of them found a little nook, a bench built into the railings on the walk, and settled in. Rune was feeling very content with the world. He had his feet up on the lower rung of the railings, looking out over the top at the wide ocean.

A few hundred feet offshore he could see a few yachts parked, spread across the horizon. One in particular was relatively close in, maybe 50 feet from shore. Rising and falling with the swell of the waves, it must have cost a million easy.

Cora returned to his shoulder, shivering a little as she did. "You cold?" Rune asked.

She shrugged. "A little. Mostly my legs." She slipped off her shoes and pulled her long, beautiful legs up to her chest and inside Rune's coat. "I don't want to leave, though. I love being here in your arms."

Rune leaned in to kiss her, scattering little pecks across her cheeks and lips. She giggled, and kissed him back.

He leaned in further, and kissed his way down her neck. Stopping for a moment, he nipped at her beautiful skin. Teased the line of her neck. She cooed in pleasure. "You're so good to me." She said. "Thank you for tonight."

Rune chuckled, moving his mouth around to the other side of her head. Kissing gently at her ear. "You don't have to thank me for being your boyfriend. It is my genuine pleasure." He continued the line of his attention, moving down her neck and towards his favorite spot along her collarbone.

As he did, Cora's head came up. "Do you hear that?" She asked quietly.

Rune stopped, and lifted his head. "No, what am I ..." He stopped when he heard it, too.

Rhythmic breathing, hard. A woman, sighing and ... yes, moaning. As he realized what he was hearing, he realized he could also hear the regular pounding of a bed.

Rune chuckled, but then noticed Cora's expression in the half light. She was listening, intently. Her own chest had begun to rise and fall faster.

Rune leaned in and kissed her cheek, whispering into her ear "You like that, huh?"

Quietly and fervently, she said "Uh huh." She'd slipped her legs out of his coat, and was shifting on the bench. Out on the boat, the woman was having a great time. Her breathing had risen to gasps of pleasure.

Rune slipped his coat off of her shoulders, and pulled her into his lap. He slid his warm hands up and down her arms, caressing her shoulders and rubbing at them. She shifted in his lap, loving his touch.

The woman on the boat was groaning and gasping almost continuously now, proclaiming her pleasure loudly for the world to hear. Cora made small, needful noises in her throat. Rune slipped his mouth up to her ear and said "Sounds like fun."

She nodded, silent, and ground her ass against his crotch. His cock, already interested, hardened up against her motion. In response he reached down with his hands and slid them along her long, strong legs.

She sighed, nodding again. He lifted up the edge of her dress, sliding his hands up to cup her sex from behind. Gently he slid his fingers along her panties, feeling her lips through the silk. She shuddered, a delicious motion translating through her body into his.

She encouraged him, leaning her head back and baring her neck. He slid his lips over her skin again, kissing and licking. The cool night air whispered over them, and he hurried to warm her flesh.

Cora slipped her right hand beneath her dress, gently moving his hands out of the way. She slipped her fingers beneath her panties, and began to work her fingers inside herself. She did that for just a moment, moaning, and then slipped forward out of his lap. With a twist her panties were on the boards. She leaned down and picked them up, throwing them on the bench.

She spun, as behind her the woman on the boat climaxed, screams of "Yes! Oh! Yes!" echoing across the water. She grabbed Rune's belt and tugged, loosening his pants. Rune reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom, resting it on the bench.

As he did, Cora yanked impatiently at his waistband, tugging down his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free, hard and thick in the night air. With a quiet moan she sank to her knees. Looked up into his eyes with glee, she licked along his length. The cold of the air against his skin was almost too much, and it was bliss when she slid her warm mouth around his cock and worked her lips all the way down.

She had her hand between her legs, sliding her fingers in and out of herself with abandon. Her mouth worked him as it always did, sucking and milking at his vein. She hummed with pleasure as his pre-cum began to run, drinking it down.

With a noise like 'nnf!', she lifted her head. She reached out a hand to the side, and he slipped the condom into her palm. With ease, she opened the wrapper and unwrapped the ring down his length. Then she stood, confident, turning away from him.

He obligingly lifted the back of her dress, sliding his hands across her glorious ass. She slowly bent her legs, coming to squat directly above him, her cunt only inches from his dick.

Then, with aching care and guidance from his hands, she slid down onto him. If the warmth of her mouth had been incredible, the hot embrace of her pussy was almost overwhelming. She sighed in pleasure, and arched her back towards him. Rune reached up his hands, cupping her beautiful breasts. He slid his fingers beneath her top, circling her nipples.

Slowly, then, she began to pump him. Her powerful leg muscles slid her cunt up and down his shaft, eliciting gasps of pleasure. She arched her back further, and twisted her head. She pressed her lips to his, sliding her tongue into his, passionately ravishing his mouth.

As fast as the woman on the boat had cum and gone, Cora was in no rush. She worked him, speeding up and slowing down as she needed to control her own pleasure. For Rune's part, he was happy to be her fucktoy, holding his pose so that his cock thrust upwards at the perfect angle as she bounced on his dick like a beautiful blonde slut.

Quietly, shuddering, she came. Once, twice. Each time, her pussy squeezed him tightly in thanks.

Eventually, though, her need began to build. She reached out in front of her bracing her hands on the railing. She began to fuck him in earnest. Rune moaned quietly in response, bucking his hips to meet hers as she came down.

Gasping, she slid one of her hands beneath her dress, grinding it against her clit. She pounded down on his cock, her tight cunt gripping him like a glove. In the back of his mind, Rune felt his own orgasm coming. Slowly but surely sliding along his legs.

He whispered to her, letting her know. She turned her head at him, smiling as she did, and suddenly changed her motion. Instead of a straight motion up and down, she began to buck her hips in quick, repeated jerks, twerking that incredible ass right in his face. Within her, the slick walls of her pussy began to beat him off, her quick motions grinding against the head of his dick.

Biting his lip, his need to cum rose further. It was out of his hands. All he could do was watch the majestic sight of this beautiful blond absolutely working his cock, his shaft sliding up under her dress again and again and again.

Finally, with a buck of the hips and a quiet shout he came. He slammed his dick hard up inside her, pulsing cum into the condom. Three quiet gasps of her own told him she came as well, exquisite agony rolling down her spine from her shoulders.

With a shudder their motion came to a stop, Cora impaled upon him as she sat in his lap. She pulled her hand back out from beneath her dress and crossed her arms on the railing. She rested her forehead against the backs of her arms, making quiet sighing sounds and the occasional girlish gasp.

Quietly, he said "I had no idea. That was amazing. I'll have to remember you like to listen in."

She nodded her head, still facing away from him. "When Vince and I were making out on Halloween, Sydney and Alex were going at it the next row over. I gave that boy such a blowjob."

Rune smiled. "I never would have known if you hadn't said it. Guys don't go into details. Just broad strokes."

Cora rolled her hips. "Strokes huh?"

Rune's balls were already getting cold, and he hissed. "Sweetness, I'm sorry. I need to move." She groaned in frustration and carefully stood. She moaned quietly as he slid out of her, and stretched to work out the kinks.

Rune, for his part, pulled off the condom and tossed it into the trashcan just down the rail. He pulled back on his clothes and scooted over to give her more room to sit down. She pulled back on her panties and grabbed up his coat.

"Baby, I really want to snuggle, but can we do it in the car? I'm freezing." She slipped the coat back on, and slid her feet into her shoes.

He laughed, an easy sound. "You got it." He stood, pulling an arm around her, and the two of them walked quickly off into the night.

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