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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"You guys know there are bears outside, right?" Vince stood at the edge of the sand, a floppy hat on his head, incongruous with his black board shorts bearing a white imperial logo.

"No bears on the beach, Vince." Rune called from the back of the van, looking over their supplies. Unloading all this stuff was going to be a bitch. At least Cora's folks had been nice enough to let them borrow it.

Vince looked out over the water, considering. "Okay, sharks then. There are sharks outside."

Vanessa walked up alongside him and slung an arm around him. Today her short chopped hair was a light pink, a color Rune noticed was very close to Eve's. "We talked about this. Vitamin D is good for you. Besides, you're supposed to be excited about seeing your girlfriend in a bathing suit." Vanessa lifted her t-shirt to flash him her generous cleavage, held in check by a black triangle bikini.

Vince adopted a pensive face. "Okay. I can adapt."

"Vince." He turned at the sound of Rune's voice, and Rune placed a cooler in his arms. On top of that he stacked a couple of beach towels. "Adapt on the beach. Get going." He passed a few more things to Vanessa and they trotted off across the sand together.

Just then, two more cars pulled up. Cora's compact slid to a stop in the spot next to the van. She waved at him from behind the wheel, and he gave her a big grin. In the back he could see Ken and his girlfriend Cassidy grabbing their stuff. Alex was running shotgun.

Heather's cherry red mustang paused, hanging in front of the van's grill, and then swung around in an authoritative turn. She nailed her reverse park, killing the engine with a snap. She stepped out of the driver's side, a gauzy vision. A silky wrap surrounded her like an aura as her perfect elven form alighted the pavement.

Sydney jumped out of the backseat, a huge smile on her face. "The bitchmobile has arrived!" Madison and Amanda got out a lot more slowly, both of them a little wary on their feet. Rune smiled. Heather was, to put it mildly, an aggressive driver.

Everyone piled out of their cars, pulling out coolers and blankets. Rune directed people to the stores in the van, starting the unload process. Between grill fodder and stuff to set up base camp, there was a lot.

Cora bounced over to him, one of his large t-shirts wrapped around her body. Beneath it he could see the lines of her bikini. "Can you believe this weather?" Her grin was infectious as she put her hand on his bare chest, looking at him appreciatively. He had his shirt off, a simple pair of black and white board shorts on his legs.

It was warm. Unseasonably warm, for San Jose in March. In the low 80s. The sky was crystal blue, no clouds, and the warm winds just invited people to go outside. It had taken all of half an hour to get the crew organized and on the road, capitalizing on the best Saturday they'd seen in months.

She slipped her arms around him in a tight hug, pressing her breasts against his upper chest. He hugged her back, knowing that beneath the shirt was a skin-tight stars and stripes bikini. Cora was as fit as he was, and it was always a pleasure to touch her. He could feel her muscles beneath the shirt, sliding his hands down her back. Cora sighed and leaned down to kiss his neck.

"Blondes look so good in the sunlight." He murmured to her. "Very... edible." Cora shivered, and moved against him.

That was when Sydney flicked them both on the back of the head. They started, and turned to look at her. "You guys know I love PDAs. Very public. But we gotta load out! C'mon, I wanna work on my tan!"

They reluctantly stepped apart, grinning, and moved to help. Rune enlisted Ken to help him move the grill down the beach.

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Out on the sand, base camp went up quickly. They'd brought two foldable shelters big enough to fit three beach towels each. Most of the girls went straight for the sun, dropping their towels in the sand outside. Rune moved around behind the camp, setting up the grill. Vince and Ken moved off a ways up the beach, assembling the volleyball net.

Alex ambled over to Rune, just being a friendly presence. Rune grinned at him, clanked a grate into place. He popped the top of a cooler, and pulled out a Corona. Tossed it to Alex with a flick of the wrist.

"We don't have much beer. So... take that as the thank you it's meant as." Rune pulled out a brush and started cleaning the grates.

Alex popped the top, a puzzled look on his face. "What are you thanking me for?"

Rune spoke more quietly, gestured in the direction of the group. "Vince, Vanessa. You didn't have to introduce them."

Alex took a pull from the bottle. "Oh." He turned and looked at the couple. "Yeah, well. I like Vince. And I liked Vanessa. And I thought they'd hit it off if... you know. Vince kept his mouth shut for five minutes."

Rune paused in his brushing. Raised his head to look at Alex. "How did you manage that?"

Alex sat down on the cooler, looking out over the group. "Mostly I told him to answer questions directly, in as few syllables as possible." He took another pull. "Plus he knows Hogwarts like he went there. She thinks it's hot."

They sat in companionable silence for a few more minutes while Rune finished setting up. Then Rune had Alex pop the top, grabbed a beer of his own, and joined him on the cooler.

Beneath the tarp Vince and Vanessa were deep in conversation. She was leaned way over, resting her head on his shoulder, and Rune could see that the lines of those shoulders were as relaxed as he'd ever seen them.

Ken and Cassidy were in the other shelter, also talking. Their conversation seemed to be less about literary issues and more about the size of Ken's muscles. And how nice they were to touch.

Out on the sand, where both Rune and Alex were looking, was a stunning display of femininity. Cora was wearing a stretch material stars and stripes bikini. She liked the colors, she'd said, and was looking forward to volleyball. She was on her back in the sun, her eyes closed in bliss. Her breasts stood out from her chest, nipples visible through the fabric.

Cora was flanked by Amanda on one side and Madison on the other. Madison's bikini was a red twist of fabric covering her chest. Simple chains linked the top to her straps. She was also on her back, one arm flung over her eyes.

Amanda was lying on her chest, her top undone, her body obscuring the black bikini with white trim. The symbol on her ass was visible though, a simple cross-style sigil. She'd modified an off-the rack outfit with some symbols from the Full Metal Alchemist anime. He'd heard her talking to the girls about it as far back as Christmas. She was getting really into making costumes and she was good... at... it.

Rune realized he'd totally lost his train of thought looking at her back and neck. Up the length of her spine to her red hair, glowing in the sunlight. And then he was looking into her eyes. She'd felt his eyes on her, and had lifted her head. He went to look away, and stopped. Her eyes... a brilliant green, that he could see even this far. They only rarely spoken, and deliberately hadn't touched, since the Halloween party the year before.

The look in her eyes was unreadable, but it was intense. The moment hung between them, stretching out into seconds. No one else seemed to notice, but the entire world fell away for Rune. His whole world was Amanda's eyes, and the intensity of her gaze. He slowly felt heat rising in his cheeks, a sensation increased by a pulse in his pants.

Finally it was too much, and he looked away. He glanced at Alex, who seemed not to have noticed a thing. He took a swig of beer, looked out at the ocean, and slowly worked his gaze back to the women. Off to the left of the three sunbathers, Heather and Sydney were lying on their stomachs with their tops off, their arms crossed in front of them. They were talking quietly, looking out at the water.

When he drew his gaze back to Amanda, she had her eyes closed and her cheek pressed into her towel. And she was smiling.

Rune shivered. Sat there, thinking. Stood up, and walked around the tent. He looked down on the three women, smiling. "Ladies, have you already taken care of your sunscreen?"

Cora cracked open an eye, squinting up at him. "You volunteering to help us out?"

"Oh, you know. I'm a helper." Rune laughed. He waved over Alex. "I happen to know this fine young man would be willing to help as well."

All three of them laughed. At the sound, Sydney called over "What about us? We're hot women that need sunscreen too!"

At the sound of her voice, Madison sat up. Tossing her hair, she gestured at her girlfriend. "Come do me?" Her emphasis made the question more of a demand than an innuendo.

Syd hopped up, one arm covering her chest, and she snatched her top off the ground. It was the work of a moment to get herself dressed again.

Rune turned to Alex. "I guess Madison's spoken for. Amanda, you want Alex to help you out?" He listened to his voice as he spoke, nice and even.

She spoke up, her voice lazy from the sand. "Nah, I'm good here. Heather?"

Heather, who had been watching all of this with amusement, waved shyly at Alex. He grabbed a bottle from their stash and walked over, swapping places with Sydney. She did the same, sliding onto the towel with Madison.

Cora was looking up at him with a big grin on her face. "I guess I'm stuck with you, huh?"

In answer, he grabbed one of the bottles and dropped to the ground beside her. He popped the top and spread some of the lotion over his hands. Then, starting at her feet, he began to slowly work the lotion into her skin. He kept his head down, careful in his work. He massaged her feet, getting the lotion well covered on the tops.

He moved up her legs, getting the front and back of her knees, her calves. She was in such amazing shape, the feel of her muscles under his hands was a wonder. He worked his fingers slowly in circles up the backs of her knees, eliciting soft coos from Cora. Then it was on to her thighs. He delighted in teasing her, working up the inside of first one, from the knee upward, then moving to the other.

She had one eye open at this point, and giggled quietly at him. He knew he was getting to her, though, because her breathing thrust her breasts up and down more quickly. More lotion on his hands, he began working on her stomach, her arms, and finally her face. As he touched her face, he went achingly slow, gently sliding his fingers over her skin. She shivered as he did it.

Finally there was nothing else he could do with her on her back, and she sat up. He worked on the small of her back, massaging out a few knots as he did so, and then working her shoulders and the back of her neck. He made especially sure to get her cute little earlobes, and leaned in to blow on them afterwards.

Then it was his turn. As she was sitting up and turning him around, he let his eyes finally move over, towards Amanda. She had her head turned away from them, looking for all the world as if she was asleep.

Cora had just as much fun with him as he'd had with her. She especially enjoyed working his shoulders and the muscles of his arms. When it came time to do his legs and back, she had him stand up. She spent longer than was strictly necessary on his feet and calves, carefully angling her head so that her breath sent gusts of air up his shorts.

She stood, and worked on the small of his back up to his shoulders. She pressed herself against him, and he felt his blood pooling as she arched into him. Eventually, quietly, she told him she was done.

He turned to her, gathering her in his arms, and he gently pressed his lips to hers. She smiled as she kissed him, and he held her close.

Finally they stepped apart, stretching. On their towel, Sydney and Madison had managed to get as much lotion on their suits as they had onto their skin. Madison was grinning, and Sydney's face was flushed. They were still entangled, oily skin to oily skin. Over on their towel, Heather was just finished up Alex's neck. Rune would have described Heather's expression as satisfied, and Alex's as transcendent.

Clearing his throat, Rune said "Hit the water?"

Mmming, Syd untangled herself and helped Madison to her feet. Cora grinned and walked over to help Alex get vertical again in the wake of Heather's ministrations.

Vince, Vanessa, Ken, and Cassidy all joined them as they moved to hit the waves. Rune took up the rear. Which is why he heard Amanda's quiet voice.

He stopped. Waited a moment, and turned back. "What?"

"I said, hold up a minute." She was still lying on her stomach, her head propped up on her crossed arms. Her eyes were closed.

He walked back towards her, cautious. He spoke quietly as well. "What's up?"

She moved on the towel, stretching out. Her movements were slow, languid. "I still don't have any lotion on." Her voice was quiet, self-assured, and like electricity on his skin.

He took a breath to slow his heart rate. "Let me go get one of the girls..."

"Rune." Her voice, again, stopped him short. "Please." Now that he was close, and listening, he realized her breath was coming in fast little gulps. "I need...L just, get the sun screen. Please?"

He walked over, and grabbed up the bottle. "Amanda, I don't think this is a good idea." He tried to keep it even, but there was a quaver in his voice. Looking down at her smooth, creamy skin, at the flame of her hair, at the slope of her shoulders... he wanted to touch her. "You're very beautiful, and..."

"Rune." Again, just saying his name stopped him short. "I know... I don't want to hurt anyone. But... please." She finally turned her head, and looked up at him. She opened her eyes, and he could see the heat in her gaze. "I need someone to get my back."

Shivering, he steeled himself. He dropped to his knees by her side, and opened the bottle. He spread some of the lotion on his hands. Trying to stop the trembling, he reached out to slide his hands over her back.

The heat from her skin was incredible. The tension in her back flew up his arms, and in an instant he was hard. He bit his lip, and began to spread the lotion. As his hands slid over her skin, waves of sensation washed over him. She moved under his touch, her shoulders flexing. She buried her face in her arms, and he heard her stifle a quiet moan.

His cock twitched, and he saw red. He paused, his hands on her shoulders, and counted to ten. He hissed out a quiet "Calm... calm." His heartrate dropped a few beats, and he could feel her stilling beneath his fingers.

Feeling more in control, he got more lotion on to his hands, and began to work it back into her skin from the top of her shoulders down. His hands slid down her back, working over her shoulder blades, and into the small of her back. She shifted her hips, then, a small thing, but enough for him to see the definition of her ass.

Before he could stop himself, he slid one hand right past her back and over that tight ass. He traced a line over her crack, following the same line her foot had traced some six months ago. She moaned, hard, into her towel.

His hands had a life of their own, moving down to trace over the skin of her thighs. He moved down to the bottom of the towel, running his hands lightly over her skin as he did. Walking on his knees, he moved in between her legs. He could hear her breathing, her back rising and falling. He slid his hands up her calves, massaging the lotion into her creamy smooth skin. He pulled them back down, running them carefully over the soles of her feet.

Amanda moved her hands, reaching out to grip onto the towel. She panted, her spine shuddering. He looked up the long length of her legs, and he could see the definition of her lips pressed against the fabric of her bikini. He took another moment to count to ten, trying to control his breathing.

His hands found their way up the back of her calves to her thighs. He ran the lotion over her skin, again and again. Working it into shuddering muscles, her legs twitched under his hands like butterflies. Breathing heavily now, he worked his thumbs alongside the inside of her thighs, going from just above her knees to...

At the same time, she parted her legs and he moved forward. The movement could have been synchronized, but the result was that he was overbalanced forward at just the moment he needed support from her legs.

In almost slow motion, he fell forward. He threw his hands out further, and caught most of his fall on the towel, but his crotch slammed hard into her ass. Soundlessly, she arched her back upwards. They hung that way for a moment, and he was sure she could feel his heartbeat through the fabric so hard was his dick.

She turned, slowly, an intense look on her face. She followed through with the motion, rotating beneath him, moving onto her back. He stared into her eyes, a sound in his throat. He followed a line down from her eyes to the line of her jaw, down her neck, to the swell of her breasts.

Rune's heart rate spiked. Her breasts were... perfect. Their line, their lift, the crinkle of her aureoles, the pinkness to her nipples.

She stopped moving, lying under him now. She writhed beneath him, stretching. Her arms shaking, she reached out to grab his hips. He obliged, shifting his legs outside of hers. She pulled him down on top of her, hissing as his crotch slid against hers. He settled his weight down on her hips, straddling her, and he could feel his mouth hanging open. The feeling was incredibly erotic, sitting atop her, looking down at her amazing body.

She reached out and grabbed the bottle of lotion. With an inappropriate squirting noise, she squeezed a dollop of sunscreen onto her stomach. She shivered at the cool sensation against her skin. Dropping the bottle back onto the sand, she grabbed his hands and pulled them towards her.

Obligingly, he slid his fingers up over the lotion. She closed her eyes, sighing, as he moved the lotion over her stomach. "So good..." she whispered.

He teased her, working along her stomach and along the sides of her flanks. She protested, biting her lip and grinding her crotch against his. He could feel the pre-cum wetting his dick, his length stone hard as they dry humped.

Finally, after long moments working her skin, he slid his hands up over her breasts. She shuddered beneath him, and grabbed his ass with both hands. Her eyes flew open as he worked the slick lotion along the lines of her tits. She arched her breasts into him, whispering "Yes. Yes. Please... just like that."

Her eyes were locked onto his. All he could feel was heat. The heat of the sun on his back, the heat of Amanda between his legs. Her eyelids fluttered as he circled her breasts, slipping his fingers along the skin that separated them.

"Wanted to touch you... god. Wanted you to touch me for so fucking long." The words seem to pour out of her, like she didn't even realize she was talking. She was grinding herself against him almost non-stop, her hips moving in time to his trembling fingers. Her hands were locked onto his ass, holding him against her.

"I've wanted to do this..." his voice was hoarse. "Gods, I've had dreams about this." He sighed. "Amanda..." Her eyes opened again for a moment, staring up at his face.

Slowly, almost delicately, he moved his thumbs up to the tips of her breasts. He circled her nipples, swirling around her areola. He pressed his dick against her, meeting her grind for grind.

She closed her eyes, shuddering. "Fuck. Yes." She gasped. "Uhn. Rune. Don't you... don't..." She gasped, gasped again.