The runner
The hot air smacked Janice’s body as she traced the streets which formed her daily running path. Trailing the traffic, she became cased in sweat as the world seemed to buzz around her as evidenced by the cars and the trucks, which found themselves moving in various configurations. Stopping on the red pedestrian sign, she found herself panting like a puppy. Her breathing calmed itself as she turned around to notice the guy behind her as she turned around tilting her neck slightly.
“Steve, um, hi.’’ She watched him as his face broke into a shy smile. ‘’Jay…’’. She grabbed his hand and ran it down her back, as she smirked and continued her daily
exercise. Her ponytail framed her face as she waved back at him and in doing so watched his cheeks become blood red.
Her body shuddered on the last block and her breasts glistened intensely as the water outside her apartment. Looking up at reception, she came across the same familiar face that had greeted her earlier.
“How the fuck did you get here and what are you doing here?”
“To work things out with you. I want to be with you again.” “We were friends with benefits. That’s all. You ended it and that’s the end of that again. What I did to you at the lights was a bit too far.” “We’ll be lovers again… I also gave this a lot of thought and I want it to be us again. No fuck buddy stuff, a legit relationship, Jay. The light thing made me think.’’ “Well, up to my place then. Make me realise what I’m missing out on and no funny business.’’.
One of her hands pressed the elevator button and the other pulled back the random strands of hair back. As she gazed at him, she whispered, “, I take that back.’’.
As the doors shut, she brushed her lips against his to gauge him. She felt him respond as her tongue felt his slip in and out slowly. She knew how this would end as she placed her legs around his waist. She made sure to rest herself against what appeared to be engorged and glorious. Before too long, the elevator doors opened and she slid off walking to her room. She quietly opened the door. Although Janice was the only one who lived in the apartment, her ways of sneaking back boys back without so much as an eyebrow raised was legendary.
She felt his hips careen into his as she grabbed onto his lower back pushing him against her. As she pushed him onto the black rug and with a simple push of the door, she knew that all those late nights thinking of him would get filled.
Her clothes correspondingly fell to the floor as she moved towards the man whose speed of removing his clothes would set new records. Falling to her knees, she kissed his thighs and with a tiny lick of what lay in between those thighs, she heard the sweetly delicate moan of “more”. She wrapped her tongue around him with a series of movements her lips meant that he would explode in a way that only she knew how to make a reality. Her skin prickled as his hands ran down her shoulders and Steve’s ability to control himself went out the window as she responded to his moans.
Looking up at him, she knew he’d hold back from that moment as evidenced by the steely gaze he held on her as she sucked him off. Instead, she lay next to him as sticky and wet as he was hard. Closing her eyes, all was heightened. The sounds, the touches, the expectations. She felt herself catch her gasp as he drew his lips down her body starting at her bee stung lips, finding a longing way to her chest. She realised that her quirk of having milk leak over herself was something that he always craved as he buried himself into her right breast. She cried out as he circled her nipples with light fingers and a tongue that was set to make a guest appearance to her secret hiding place soon enough. Her breath ran once more as his touch succeeded in producing the milk which ran down his face and across her body in a combination of excitement, excess and sheer lust with a smidge of longing. Looking down at his mouth, she smiled; she knew he loved it and so did she. So much so that she nodded willingly in the moments he took breath. Her flesh bristled with the hope that he would kiss the second lips she possessed.
While she gazed upon Steve while he moved to be better able to please her and tease her, she rested her hand on his face. She ran it down his back as he knelt forward. Her wishes were met when he started with a rupture of kisses across her lips and licks of her clit.
Truly a marvel. She watched this delight unfold while she squeezed her nipples to express herself. Her hips responded to Steve’s pull and movements as she whimpered for more; as their eyes fixed she leant to him and nudged his head to ensure that he’d felt him licking her nipples and swallowing as fast as he could especially as she ran her fingers through his hair. Her body responded as she felt him fondle her clit in time with him sucking. As her body shuddered, her tits burst through with buckets of milk. She felt him struggle to swallow every volume of milk as her body poured out every ounce it could only matched by the waves of euphoria. She felt Steve move back to her pussy as evidenced by the gentle pull of his lips of her lips still engorged. With that, she felt him dip his tip with a mixture of subtle juices only they could make. She watched him as a single thrust made him burst in euphoria.