The Runners High

Serendipity can be one of the most wonderful forces in this world. This was all the more apparent on my last trek. One gorgeous sunny day, I was jogging on dirt path in one of my areas. I could smell the blue bonnets as their dark shade painted a stark contrast to the light blue above. I had slept well the night before, was highly productive in the morning, and I knew I was in for a great jog late that afternoon. Soon the sky turned orangish as the sun started to make a turn towards dusk. I was about to run up a hill when suddenly a woman had run toward me. She was a brunette with chiseled cheekbones, wearing a tank top with leggings.

"Don't you know this is private property?"

"What? No, it's not. I've been here several times and have never seen any signs."

"Yeah, I just bought this land here."

"It's yours?"

"Sure is. But I don't want to be terrible newcomer."

She slowed down to a stop and I stopped as well, out of kindness.

"You look like you run quite a bit."

"I do."

"How about this. You and I race to the top of the hill where that oak tree is. If you win, I'll let you run on my property anytime you want. In fact, since I'm a good host, I'll give you a 10 second head start."

I've always been humble, but would be lying if I didn't have a competitive spirit. Years of cross country racing, basketball, and biking only fueled that. I didn't want to give up my favorite spot either.

"You're on. What if you win?"

She paused for a moment and grinned lightly. Her eyes sized me up and down before she met my eyes. "I get to fuck you."

Stunned, I had no response. I had no interest in women at all and I just wanted to jog. I tried to stammer a few words but she was resolute, militant in fact.

"Take it or leave it. I don't ever want to see you here otherwise."

Now I was emboldened. I was not going to be run off from this beautiful glade. I was here first. 10 second head start? This will definitely be easy.

"Let's do it. How can I trust you'll start at 10 seconds and not before?"

"I'll give you 20 seconds, ok? You have a watch. Look back and you'll see I'll still have my back to you before I start."

Oh I got this. 20 seconds? That's an eternity in 5k races, let alone a shorter one like this.

She said "ready, set, go!" and I sprinted forward. My shoes dug into the low grass well and I felt great. I checked my watch at the 20 second time point and looked over my shoulder. She remained at the starting location with her back to me.

I turned back around, using my routine breathing rhythm to keep in stride with my pace. Having completed this track several times in the past, I noticed my pace was faster. In fact, I was going to shatter my previous record. The thought of that woman taking advantage of me propelled me to go faster. She had no idea what kind of beast lay within me.

After a couple minutes I heard feet plodding. My heart sank as I looked over my shoulder. She was catching up, clearly coming in faster! I took it to another gear, one probably never encountered.

Suddenly, I felt a smack on my butt as the woman raced past me, winking as she shot forward, to my horror. She clearly runs regularly, even more often than myself. Her toned lats and calves belied a sinewy strength almost akin to that of a bodybuilder.

For some reason, she slowed down. I took advantage and raced forward to the tree before her.

After a minute of recuperation, I managed to ask her, "You slowed down there. Why?"

"I was just joking with you about the bet. I just like to race."

I laughed. "We both won."

Her look of confusion last very briefly before I went forward and kissed her. She received it very well, holding my sides as we passionately made out. She spanked my ass again. God, it felt great.

She pulled down her shorts, revealing a strap-on.

"You ran with that on?"

She nodded before twirling me and pinning me onto the tree. Now my pussy was throbbing with desire. She vigorously kissed my neck and shoulders, pulling down my shorts and panties. She went down on my pussy, nibbling expertly on my labia, searching for my clit. She sucked on it while I thrust my hips, wanting to feel her tongue inside me. She stood up, turned me around, and bent me over gracefully. Endorphin-ridden high from running laced with good fucking is definitely the best feeling ever.

She then removed her strap on before pulling off her underwear and mounting her pussy onto my mouth. I guided the swinging of her thighs as she rode my face. I tongue-fucked her as she screamed with delight.

To be continued...