There she was!

I watched the woman with the dark hair pass me on the wilderness trail, where I regularly went running. She moved with the lithe speed of a gazelle. Her tight butt flexed enticingly under her snug running shorts, and the sight made my mouth water and my pussy flutter.

I wanted her. I’d been out there watching especially for her, having seen her several times already that day. But she was so speedy, she’d gone right past me again, disappearing up the winding paths and in among the towering trees.

Just before she vanished, though, she looked back my way. I couldn’t read her expression, but the tilt of her head told me she was aware of my presence behind her and didn’t mind.

I put on more speed myself. I was in good shape, and on some days, I thought I owned this trail, as I passed dilettante joggers and panting amateur hikers. On those days I felt the energy coursing through my toned body, like some kind of hypnotic drug. I liked the bounce of my tits under my sports bra and the pistoning of my strong legs. Running got the sweat flowing and the heart thumping.

It also got me aroused. Sometimes I would reach the top of the hill, where there was a huge grassy meadow, and find my pussy dripping and my nipples achingly stiff with desire.

I knew that was an associational reaction, linked to memories from when I’d been on the track team in college. There had been lots of hot ladies on the squad, and after our runs many of us would fool around in the locker room and showers. I remembered those dreamy, steamy days of getting fingered and sucked by those hot women — and doing the same back to them.

The big state park was, I’d found, a good place for chasing hot women. I’d picked up enough tasty tail on this very trail, in fact, that I thought of it as the Pussy Run. If a woman could climb this hill all the way at full speed, then she would have lots of stamina in bed. I liked going pussy to pussy with someone who had some real sexual endurance. It made the experience a physically challenging — and satisfying — one.

But this dark-haired woman was becoming my obsession. I’d caught only glimpses of her face, but it was enough to tell she was damn pretty. And I’d feasted on the sight of her body from behind, staring longingly every time she’d put some distance between us. She was fine.

But now she’d done it again, blown by me! Frustration made my legs pump harder. I was going up the slope fast, but she was faster. Still, what about that look back she’d given me before she’d disappeared around a bend in the winding path? That look meant she wanted me, I told myself with a grin.

I decided to try something sneaky. I couldn’t stomach the thought of running this trail all day without catching up to her. I knew this park well. There were lots of mostly unused side trails, some just deer paths. I ducked off the main track and went tearing into the trees.

The narrow path went straight up, none of the winding back and forth of the big trail. But the steepness was brutal. I attacked the footpath, low branches slapping at my head as I ran. My footing slipped, but I kept going, really pouring it on.

The exertion had me sweating profusely and my blood pumping fiercely. But deep excitement touched me again. I recalled those all-girl college orgies after a strenuous run. My pussy dampened, and sexual energy crackled over my skin. I thought of the dark-haired woman, somewhere ahead. She would be switchbacking her way up the hill. If I could keep up this pace, I might be able to overtake her.

I let myself indulge in lascivious fantasies about her. I imagined that sprightly body spread naked before me. I wanted to squeeze her perky tits, grope that tight ass. I wanted to jam my tongue deep into her pussy and lick her until she came, gushing into my mouth.

Those fantasies were great motivation to keep climbing even when it became difficult. My eyes stung with sweat, and I had to bat aside the foliage. My muscles sang with the strain, but my pussy was raging with need. I went up and up.

Suddenly, I burst out onto the main trail again. Dazedly, I saw I was almost at the top of the hill. There was no one else around. I looked down the path for my dark-haired quarry.

Somebody whistled sharply, and I spun around, looking up the trail. There she stood! She was at the edge of the meadow, and this time she was definitely looking at me. She grinned. Then she turned, waggled her ass teasingly at me, and went running off again.

There was no mistaking the signal she was sending me.

With a raw growl, I pursued her. The trail continued through the meadow, then went down the far side of the hill. She was really picking up speed on the downslope. The idea crushed me. I had to catch up to her, even if just to make her turn me down face-to-face!

The broad meadow appeared empty, and a breeze rippled the long grass. Panting, I staggered onward with desire still burning in me. From somewhere ahead, I heard an odd sound. I thought it was a bird at first, but then realized it was somebody giggling.

I strode forward and found the object of my affection. Her running clothes were balled on the ground, and her smooth sleek body was bare. She grinned up at me, her eyes sparkling. She had gorgeous tits, creamy mounds capped with rosy nips. Her abs were solid, and her hairless pussy gleamed invitingly.

My throat was too tight for words. Fortunately, none were needed. I hurriedly peeled the clothes off my sweat-slickened body, and she gazed hungrily at me. Shivering with desire, I knelt down near her. She grabbed my arms and pulled me on top of her.

Her body was firm, but her skin was satiny soft. I pressed my tits against hers as her arms wrapped around me, drawing me into a tighter embrace. I felt her hard nipples poking against my naked flesh as our smooth mounds touched, a precursor to our kiss.

I looked down at her face. She really was a beauty, and her eyes sparkled brighter as our mouths came together. Our tongues tangled wildly, and she seemed intent on trying to lick my tonsils. As we swapped spit, I ground my body full-length against hers. We were both sweaty and slick and feverish with lust.

Her hands closed on my ass to keep me from slipping off her wriggling form. She pushed her crotch upward, and I humped her right back as we continued to kiss, tongues slurping and mouths grinding. Her fingers slid down into the moist valley of my ass. She grazed my asshole and then my pussy, sending electrical jolts through me.

“I wanted to jam my tongue deep into her pussy and lick her until she came.”

I rolled us onto our sides, so I could reach around and finger her holes, too. Her body was very flexible, making the job an easy one for me. I stuck one finger in her butt hole and another in her streaming pussy at the same time. She bucked against me, and I delved deeper, feeling her intense interior heat.

She gave a sharp cry, tossing back her head as her eyes rolled up into her skull. When they came back down, her burning gaze was predatory. I distantly wondered just who had been hunting whom earlier on the trail.

But the answer didn’t matter. She pushed me onto my back, and her strong hands closed over my tits, squeezing hard. She lowered her head and sucked on my breasts, nibbling my nipples, which shot new excitement through me.

Then she was kissing and licking her way down my belly, which caused me to instinctively spread my legs. She moved in between my thighs, and I hugged her sides with my knees. Her dark-haired head hovered over my aching pussy. I felt her breath on my glossy cunt lips.

When she dropped her mouth onto me, I yelped with unrestrained joy. Her tongue moved quickly, darting like a snake between my folds. She parted my pussy lips, taking deep swipes, and my hips bucked underneath her. Around us the long grass flowed in the gentle wind, so peaceful in contrast to the wildness of the lust I felt swirling inside me.

My lover scoured my throbbing clit with her lively tongue. I reached down and grabbed a fistful of her hair, pushing my pussy up hard against her face. I knew my juices were smearing her chin and cheeks. Her tongue flashed in and out of me, and I thrilled at the careful graze of her teeth and the deliciously dirty experience of getting it on out in the open.

A deep energy welled up inside me as her tongue caressed my clitoris. I tightened my fingers in her hair and came against her mouth. I heard her swallowing my honey as my body was wracked by carnal joy.

I sat up and grabbed hold of her. Putting her on her back, I squirmed between her legs. Her pussy was spread before me, and I eagerly inhaled her sweet aroma. My sex drive was dialed up to maximum.

Eagerly, I put my mouth to her cunt, and the flavor of her made my whole body jump. She tasted like tart honey, and I licked her lips, savoring the smooth texture of her glossy flesh. Feeling more daring, I probed within. She was as hot inside as my questing fingers had found her before. I tasted her slick heat, and she growled in response to the pleasure my delving tongue delivered.

I batted at her clit playfully, then pursed my lips tightly so I could suck on the pulsing bud. She wriggled on the grassy ground, her ass practically bouncing. I sucked her harder, and her flowing juices coated my chin.

She seized two handfuls of my hair and started humping against my mouth. Her hips were bucking frantically as I feasted on her. When she cried out again, I drank what she gave me, allowing the flavor of her to consume me.

I pulled her up into my arms. We kissed again, trading our tastes back and forth. I felt strained but not depleted — I wasn’t done yet. I hoped she had the stamina to keep up with my ravenous sexual hunger.

We sat facing each other. I hooked a leg over hers, our thighs sliding together, until we were pussy-to-pussy. I leaned back, bracing myself on my hands. She did the same.

We scissored urgently. Our pussies rubbed hard, smearing wetly together. The blue sky whirled overhead as our mutual pleasure built. I thrust against her, and the savage intensity of our arousal grew. Our hips jerked wildly as our asses lifted off the grass.

The pretty stranger’s face suddenly twisted in bliss as my body shook with profound sexual rapture. Our juices mingled as they poured forth from our bodies, there atop the hill, at the end of the Pussy Run.

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