our bodies are entwined. my nails claw into your shoulders as you thrust your cock in and out of my pussy and your tongue mimics the movements of your cock with mine. you pump into me faster and harder as you hear the noises coming from my throat letting you know that I am on the verge of cumming. my moans get louder until they become one loud, long cry of ecstasy as my body quakes and shudders in release and I feel your jizz shoot deep in my pussy......
wide awake, I sit up in bed. hot, sweaty...and very wet. the first thing I realize that I had been dreaming...again. I lie back and slide my fingers down my stomach and over my naked pussy, one rubbing my clit as the other hand thrusts two fingers in and out of my pussy. my body writhes against my fingers and follows the same pattern that has been for weeks...the tension builds and builds, but I am never able to cum.
shouting in frustration I stalk to the shower and turn the water on cold, my pussy on fire as I step under the icy spray. frozen and shaking 10 minutes later, my pussy is still on fire and I can feel pussy juice slickening my pussy lips. "what the hell, I might as well as go for a jog." and I grab my shorts and sports bra and pull them on with nothing else underneath and grab my keys and head out the door.
i walk to the park using the four blocks as a warm up for the jog and as I pass the gates to the park, I pick up the pace. my breathing deepens as my nipples rub against the material of my bra and I can feel the crotch of my shorts get a little wet as I continue to run. I close my eyes enjoying the sensations, running faster. my foot hits something and my eyes fly open in time to see myself fall down the side of the hill...and everything go black.
always enjoying running in the middle of the night you like the fact that no one is ever in the park except you at this time of night. deciding to take the short way home tonight you turn onto one of the other trails and you can feel the sweat running down your chest and back. feeling tired, you jog faster, trying to shove thoughts of work out of your mind. all do when you hear a scream not too far ahead and break into a dead run.
approaching the area where you heard the scream, you are ready to fight off a mugger or rapist, but see nothing until you look down the hill and see and someone lying unconscious on the ground. concerned, you rush down the hill towards the person.
my head feels like it is going to explode and my ankle is worse. out of the corner of my eye, I see you running toward me down the hill.
falling to your knees beside me, you ask if I'm ok. I ask if you would see if my ankle is broken and you kneel between my legs and gently take off my shoe and sock and feel around my ankle. you tell me that it does not feel broken, just probably sprained badly.