Night Runner Pt 01

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Disclaimer:

All of the characters are fictitious, over 18, and consenting. All stunts are performed by experts, no plants or animals were injured during production.

This story is loosely based on a summer I spent consulting in Arizona. I have embellished it to make the story more interesting to readers.

Storyline

Mike is a 34-year-old consultant to the financial services industry.

His clients pay him to help determine and manage derivative portfolio risk.

Mike is 6'4" tall and he's an avid athlete. Training every day keeps his mind clear so he can perform his best for his clients. Weight training and running keep Mike's body lean and muscular. He's ripped for his age with no signs of "Dad Bod" on the horizon.

When he's on the road working with clients, Mike stays in boutique hotels that provide quality accommodations at an affordable price. Mike has chosen to stay at the Royal Palms which is nestled at the base of Camelback Mountain. The hotel is unique in that it offers villas that are ideal for extended stays.

His current assignment will last from early June until mid-September. He soon discovers that daytime temperatures are in the low hundreds and nighttime temperatures are in the low eighties. After his first daytime run, he quickly becomes aware that the only practical time to go running is at night after the temperature cools down.

Mike runs every night around 10pm. He has mapped out the perfect course that takes him from the Royal Palm, along camelback road, to the fashion district in old town Scottsdale. The course is almost exactly 10k. He completes the course in about 45 minutes including warm up and cool down.

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The End of the First Week

"Good evening, Arnold," I said to the desk manager as I returned from work after a long day, "Any respite from this heat in the forecast?"

"I'm afraid not, Mike," Arnold answered, smiling, "Table for one, around seven, as usual tonight?"

"That would be outstanding, Arnold," I answered, "you're a good man."

I walked through the lobby and down the short garden path to my casita. I used my keycard to enter and threw my computer bag on a chair inside the entry way. The casita had a small kitchen that looked onto the great room. There was a short hallway that led from the great room back to the master bedroom and bathroom. It wasn't a palace, but it was comfortable.

After dinner, I lifted in the gym for about an hour. I was amazed that I had the gym all to myself almost every night. An empty gym was my preference. It allowed me to lose my shirt if needed without worrying about offending someone. After my workout, I headed back to my casita to put on my running gear.

It was about 10 p.m. and it was still almost eighty-eight degrees outside. In the interest of staying cool, I threw on some lightweight running shorts with nothing underneath. I pulled on my running shoes and socks and headed out the door toward my running course. It was very simple; I'd walk the half-mile road from my hotel to Camelback Road. Then, I would run west on Camelback until I got to old town, turn around, and run back.

Even though it was hot as hell, it felt good to run off the stress of the workday and clear my head. Within five minutes, I was covered in a nice layer of sweat that helped keep me from overheating. As I progressed, my perspiration started to soak my running shorts causing them to cling more than they did when they were dry.

It may be strange, but hot weather always makes me horny. I was getting aroused at the thought that my clingy running shorts might be showing traffic and pedestrians more than they might want to see. My junk was flopping around in my tiny shorts as I clicked off each mile in six minutes and thirty seconds.

On my way into town, I was running on the sidewalk in the opposite direction of oncoming traffic. My body was illuminated by the headlights of every car that passed. The headlights blinded me from seeing how much was showing when I looked down to check. I figured I would get the full assessment when I hit the well-lit sidewalks of old town.

I soon arrived in old town and completed my loop in the fashion district. I stopped on a secluded side street and looked down to see evaluate my exposure. When I did, I saw that not only were my light green shorts clinging to my junk, but they had also become almost transparent because of perspiration. I looked at my reflection in a storefront window and I was shocked and aroused at the same time. There was almost nothing left to the imagination.

As I made my way back down Camelback Road in the opposite direction, I was facing away from traffic. I was grateful and disappointed at the same time. At least people would just see my ass crack and I wasn't exposing my genitals to the world. I had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, but I never had the courage to explore my urges directly. Since this happened accidentally, it made it even more exciting.

Encountering a Native

I was about halfway back, enjoying my run and my exposure. I was aroused enough that my cock was starting to thicken a little it wasn't fully hard. I was surprised to see a black Mercedes AMG SL 63 Roadster turn on its flashers and pull over just slightly ahead of me. The top was down, and the driver had flowing blonde hair. I wondered why a blonde in a nearly $200,000 car was stopping at the curb. I ignored the car and continued my run.

"You didn't expect to take that ass out for a run and not expect someone to stop, did you?" I heard someone shout in a woman's voice.

I turned to look back in the direction of the car and I saw an attractive blonde woman who looked 20 years older than me looking at me smiling.

"Nice car," I said, as I approached her, a little self-conscious of my potential exposure.

"Wow, now I'm getting an anatomy class, too," She laughed, "You're a naughty boy, aren't you? If you were my boy, I'd take you home and give you a spanking."

"You're not old enough to be my mother," I replied, smiling, "and I don't think you're really interested in spanking me."

"You're right about that, I have something a little more interesting in mind," she said with a glint in her eye, "I know how to treat naughty boys like you. I think you should get in."

With the heat, my exposure and now this woman, my lust meter was rising fast. I wanted to go with this strange woman and see what happened.

"I'm sweating up a storm here, ma'am," I countered, "I don't want to ruin those leather seats."

The woman pulled a white towel out of the back seat and placed it over the passenger seat.

"I steal these towels from the club," she confessed, "please don't tell anyone."

I climbed into the passenger seat and reached over to shake her hand.

"I'm Mike," I said, introducing myself, "I'm Elle, she answered. "My place is in the hills ten minutes from here."

We exited Camelback Road and took a windy path into the hills halfway up the mountain. We pulled into a gated driveway, and we were soon in front of a nine-thousand square foot house.

"Is Mr. Elle home?" I asked, somewhat in awe of the scale of the home.

"There is no Mr. Elle," She laughed, "that's why I can pick up running exhibitionists and bring them here."

We pulled into the six-car garage and we both got out of the car. I noticed four other cars and SUV's as we walked into the house. We entered a mud room from the garage. She walked me through that to a laundry area. She stopped, turned around an looked at me.

"Why don't you take off those shorts and we can wash then before you return," she proposed.

"Would you turn around?" I asked, smiling at her.

"You're a smart ass too?" she laughed, "you can't fool me, you've been dying to take those off all night."

I stripped off my running shorts and exposed my semi-erect cock to the middle-aged stranger.

"Shoes and socks too," she said impatiently, "we can wash those socks at the same time."

I did as she requested and stood naked in front of my new friend.

"Let's go upstairs and get you cleaned up," Elle ordered, "I'm anxious to put you to use."

Elle was wearing a tasteful summer dress and wedge heels. Her dress was long enough that I couldn't see underneath as I followed her up the stairs. I could see her shapely tan legs, and I could tell she had a beautiful ass. It was very arousing to be naked around a fully dressed, older mystery woman who was leading me upstairs in her private estate. My cock was quickly achieving maximum altitude.

After traversing several long hallways, we ended up in the master bathroom. It was as big as my entire casita.

"Why don't you hop in the shower," Elle offered, "I'm going to get out of this dress."

I watched as she disappeared into an adjoining closet. I tested the water temperature and then jumped in the shower to wash off the sweat from my run. Once I was done, I grabbed a towel that Elle had left for me and dried myself off. Just as I was finishing up, Elle walked back out of the closet and stopped to look my direction.

Elle Auditions Mike

I was stunned, she was naked and tan. I'd estimate her height at 5'9". She had a perfect hourglass figure with at least a C cup. Here hips were round with a nice thigh gap. Her pussy was shaved smooth; there were no tan lines. Our age difference didn't quell my desire for this beautiful woman.

"I think you like what you see," Elle said, smiling, "I have some rules you need to understand before anything happens."

"I do like what I see, you're in great shape," I answered, "and I like to follow rules," I continued with a coy grin.

"You've never followed a rule in your life, you pathetic liar," Elle laughed, "I think you're as hungry for this as I am."

"Guilty as charged," I answered, "but go ahead and tell me your rules."

"My number one rule is I get what I want," Elle explained, her voice taking a serious tone, "I mean, if we're going to do this, I am in control."

"Are you asking me to let you dominate me?" I asked, getting right to the point, "You may have notices that I'm not exactly beta. So, this isn't exactly in my wheelhouse."

"The last thing I need is a beta male," Elle clarified, "I'm just asking you to listen so I can train you to be the lover I need."

I closed the gap between us and reached out to caress Elle's firm, curvy ass, "I'm insulted that you think I lack the skills to pleasure you," I teased, "If this is an audition for something more than a one-night stand, I'm ready to leave it all on the field."

I swept Elle up in my arms and carried her out of the opulent master bathroom and into her bedroom. She wrapper her arms around my shoulders and gave me a long, wet kiss. It was clear to me that this woman knew what she was doing.

"So, you're going to do everything I ask you to do, right?" Elle whispered as we made our way to the king bed.

"Your wish is my command, Mistress," I said as I kissed her a second time and let myself linger in her mouth as I laid her on the bed.

"I want you on your back," Elle suggested as she rolled off the bed and pulled back the covers.

I did as she requested and plopped on the bed on my back, looking up at the beautiful, naked stranger that picked me up from my run. My erect cock was resting against my stomach as Elle looked me over from head to toe. I now knew what a young woman feels like in the company of a wealthy older man.

"You have a beautiful body, Mike," she whispered, "No wonder you like to show it off in public."

Elle climbed back on the bed and then crawled on top of me, moving up my body until she was at eye level. Once she was there, she stopped for another long, wet, sensual kiss. Her legs were straddling my torso, and I could feel her warm pussy rubbing against my throbbing cock. For the first time in a long time, I was worried about my ability to last long enough to pleasure this experienced, sensual woman.

"You're a great kisser, Mike," Elle purred, as she sat up on top of me and started crawling higher until her hips were over my face.

Now, her shaved pussy was just inches from my face. I looked up and saw her smiling down at me between her pert tits and over her flat, tan abs. I knew that she was about to sit on my face, and I was absolutely on-board with the situation.

"Do I get to taste you, Elle?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"Less talking, more licking," Elle whispered, pulling my head into her crotch by my hair.

I now knew that this was going to be an epic fuck. I had been with a number of successful women in my past and they all knew exactly what they wanted. As my face approached her shaved womanhood, I picked up her intoxicating sent. I had always enjoyed orally pleasuring women; it was such an erotic act. I couldn't wait to taste this beautiful blonde bombshell. I took my first slow lick from the bottom of her labia all the way up to her clit.

"Oh, yes," Elle moaned, lowering herself onto my face, "make me cum in your mouth, stud," she continued.

I continued to take soft, slow licks from the bottom of Elle's labia all the way to her clit. I paused over her clit and spent some time lightly tickling her clit with my extended tongue. As my mouth was busy on her cunt, I maintained eye contact, watching her react with each new approach I tried. I let my tongue linger around her opening, taking care to stay mostly outside, but let myself dip inside briefly as if it was an accident.

"Fuck you're good," Elle moaned, tilting her head back for a moment and then bringing he eyes back to mine.

I let my tongue go lower, briefly, lightly sliding across her pink, puckered, anus. Again, I tried to make it seem accidental and watched for her reaction. The first time I did it, there was no reaction. I went back a second time and let my tongue linger a little longer. Her eye's widened as she looked me in the eye. She was aware these intrusions weren't accidental. I decided to leave her ass for later when she was closer to orgasm. So, I moved back up her opening and very carefully sucked her clit into my mouth.

"Oh Geezuz," Elle moaned, as my tongue flickered across her firm little button.

Truth be told, having a woman sit on my face was one of my favorite sexual activities. I especially liked the very first time, because it allowed me to discover what she wanted and needed. It was like being a safe cracker, you needed a light touch and the ability to listen. If you did your job correctly, you would be able to open the door and have full access to the treasure inside. I was working my way into my full onslaught, I really wanted to bring Elle to orgasm with my mouth.

"How in the world are you single," Elle moaned as she slid her wet pussy back and forth across my face, "You've brought me so close, so fast."

I knew Elle said she was in control, but I was quickly taking control even though she was the one riding my face. Elle was writhing as I continued working my tongue around her labia and into her opening. I slid my tongue in as deeply as I could and grabbed her ass with both hands. My face was covered in her wetness as I continued to pleasure her from below.

Elle slid forward on my face, forcing my tongue to brush across her anus as she did. I assumed she was writhing, close to orgasm, and that this was accidental. But as she repeated it over and over, I realized that she was just taking what she wanted.

"Turn around, baby," I moaned, "I want to do this right."

Elle quickly rose to her knees and rotated so that I was now looking at her perfect, round ass. She lowered herself slowly onto my extended tongue, watching over her shoulder as she buried my face between her ass cheeks. Elle moaned, as my tongue made its way into her ass. She had an erotic, earthy taste that I found exciting rather than disgusting. My cock was rock hard, pointing to the ceiling, giving away my ass-eating fetish.

"Eat my ass, baby," Elle purred, "I know that's what you want, your cock is rock hard."

Elle leaned forward to take my cock in her mouth. My cock is just seven inches long, but it is very thick and has nice veins that make it look muscular, if that's even possible. As she bent over to take me in her mouth, her ass cheeks spread, fully exposing her ass and pussy to me. The view was incredible, I didn't hesitate to drive my tongue as deeply into her ass as I could.

Elle responded by taking my cock all the way to the base.

"Oh my god," I moaned as I felt myself enter her tight throat.

For the first time in a long time, I was worried that I was going to cum before my partner. I wasn't about to lose that race; so, I upped my game and went to town on her clit, causing her to moan onto my cock as I did. I pulled her clit into my mouth and let my tongue go wild. In this position, my nose was nearly in her ass as I kept her clit busy with my tongue. I wet my thumb in my mouth and let my thumb start to apply pressure to Elle's anus as I worked her clit with my tongue. I had Elle's ass cheeks in my hands, pulling her open to continue my assault on her perfect pussy and ass. I pushed my tongue into her ass again to lube it up and then I moved back to her clit, working my magic there as I let my thumb slowly try to enter Elle's ass.

Elle was sucking my cock deeply with abandon, stopping periodically to moan as I brought her closer and closer to orgasm. I could feel her legs start to shake slightly, giving me the indication that she was very close.

"You're a fucking pervert, aren't you, Mike," she scolding, pulling off my cock briefly, "I knew that a guy who flaunts himself in public would be a sexual deviant."

I answered her insult by letting my thumb penetrate her ass up to the knuckle while sucking on her clit.

"Oh, you fucker," Elle hissed, "You're going to make me cum on your face!"

Elle dove back down on my cock and started taking rapid, full strokes across my cock, squeezing me in her throat with each stroke. My cock was on fire, I was doing everything in my power to keep myself from filling her mouth with cum. Elle was starting to shake even more as I fucked her ass with my thumb and let my tongue go wild on her clit.

Elle pulled off my cock and let her face rest on my thigh as the first wave of her orgasm hit. Her body was shaking on top of me as I kept my focus on her clit, making sure to keep going until she begged me to stop.

"Oh Fuck," Elle bellowed, as her body started to spasm on top of me.

I felt a rush of fluid hit my face as Elle's orgasm hit, hard, causing her to squirt as it did. I stayed on her clit and kept my thumb in her ass. I was glad that Elle paused her cock sucking to enjoy her orgasm, because I was just about to cum when she pulled off. This woman had serious cock sucking skills. I couldn't wait to fuck her.

I was able to keep Elle deeply in orgasm for another minute or so. Then, she regained enough composure to retake my cock into her mouth. My face was drenched in her squirt as Elle resumed full effort with the intent of making me orgasm.

"Elle, you're bringing me too close," I moaned.

Elle pulled off and replied, "Go ahead and cum, pervert, I know you'll be ready to fuck again in a few minutes."

Before I could reply, Elle had me back in her throat, balls deep. This woman was incredible, it had been a long time since I had been with a woman who enjoyed sex this much. I resigned myself to allowing her to get me off and I went back to my ass fetish as I waited for my cock to explode. I pulled my thumb out of Elle's ass and then pulled her cheeks wide open so I could bury my tongue in her forbidden hole.