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A Runners Dream(Current Rating 34/100, based on 23 votes)
It was an incredibly hot & humid evening, the sweat rolling down his face and neck as he ran a mile, then another, then another. He was breathless, his lungs aching for some cool air. His thighs rippling with each stride as he made his way into the darkened tree encroached pathway. A rustle in the darkness made him stir but he did not stop. Another seemed to follow him but stopped each time he did to listen harder. His chest thumped with a slight fear or was it intrigue. The rustling got farther away then closer. It seemed to be coming form all directions. His heart leapt to is throat as he chose to go into the darkness searching for what he did not know. He pushed his way through the brush listening intensely for the steps & giggles he thought he had heard. Everything seemed to be still, the heat made him sweat even more now unable to see clearly. All of a sudden the noises came from all around him. He spun trying to figure it out, his heart throbbing even harder, his puls
e racing with sweat in his eyes. Why did I come this far? What was I thinking? What if it`s a gang waiting to beat me? Everything seemed a blur, nothing was clear anymore his head now throbbing from the intense heat.
He woke up looking directly into the sun unable to move. Sweat in his eyes made it impossible to see where he was, he heard nothing. Stillness. Silence. Not even a breeze in the trees…..trees, he could see trees. He tried to move but was unable. Was he paralyzed? What had happened? He remembered nothing. He could see only the sun gleaming into his eyes. He tried again to move. Not an inch could be gained. He couldn`t lift his head. He couldn`t look side to side. Silence. Stillness. He was breathless. The sun moved slowly across the sky he could only wonder how he was going survive. What had happened? Why couldn`t he move?
As it grew darker he new someone must be coming to look for him he should have been back hours ago. But who knew where he ran? Who knew when he ran? Why had he left his cell phone in the car? His mind was spinning. Foot steps. He heard foot steps. Who was coming? Would it be the police? Would it be some kind of animal? How could he defend himself? He couldn`t move. The sun was falling quickly now an it was getting cooler. He shivered. The sweat on his skin was cooling him. He had goose bumps. He was suddenly freezing. Was it fear or the chills. The steps got closer. The leaves rustling got closer and closer. It sounded big. It sounded like foot steps. It suddenly got dark and silent. He could hear nothing and couldn`t breath. The weight on his head was unbearable. The smell was familiar. He struggled to move but was unable. His thoughts were only of survival. He couldn`t get any air. Everything went gray then black. He had thoughts of death. Was this death?
A thump. A gasp. He was alive. He was breathing again but no unable to see. Where was he and what had happened to him. His sense to hearing was taking over and he heard mumbles, giggles and foot steps again. He was freezing but his heart was racing. A ton of weight fell onto his chest and abdomen. He felt several sets of feet walking all over him. He was still unable to move. He tried not to make any noise. He tried to take in the pain. Several more sets of feet mounted his body from chest to knees. The weight was unbearable. He couldn`t breathe, He started to panic. The weight felt like a tons of bricks on his body. The pain was intense. Then weightless. It was all gone. Nothing left to feel. Silence. His mind was going crazy with fear. What the hell is happening. He couldn`t decide if he was scared or excited for the unknown. He lay helpless.
There was no time to rest. Again from all sides quick footsteps approached. They stopped just short of his body. He could sense something all around him. Silence. Nothing moved for what seemed like forever. The goose bumps were building making him shiver uncontrollably. The silence turned into heat. The heat was from head to toe. The smell again familiar. The eat was wet. The heat was flowing all over and around. Some poured harder than others. Some cutting like a knife on his skin. His face, his body his soul soaked. Silence. Everyone or everything was gone again. He was freezing more than before. The smell intoxicating. He knew it but couldn`t place it. What the hell was going on? Had he asked for this? Had he taken a wrong turn? Had curiosity really killed the cat this time? He couldn`t move anything. His body numb.
He sensed something. He felt nothing. He could feel a cold stare. He felt as though eyes were all over him. He felt fingers all over his body. He felt light and hard touches. He felt them everywhere. It was the most exciting and the scariest thing that he had ever experienced. The fingers turned to scratches. The scratches turned to hands, rubbing, pinching , grabbing. He realized then that he had been disrobed, staked and tied to the ground. His head was strapped down on each side. Blindfolded and helpless. The sensation of heat returned in a fine drip from above. Hand manipulated it over his skin once it hit. Was it wax, no not hot enough. Was it oil, it felt warm, smooth and silky against my skin. The smell familiar. The streams become more plentiful. The hands rubbing all over caused my erection. Multiple hands caressed my member and kept it hard. Hand probed my ass with the warm solution, rubbing it all over my ass. The smell familiar to my senses. Not a sound could be
heard. A full body massage and probing, but who, who would do this. He became cold again. Goose bumped flesh. Not a sound. Not a motion.
He lay there helpless for a while longer just wishing for a blanket or shower to warm his flesh. He noise returns. Footsteps getting closer. He sensed an object by his head just shy of touching him. Gasping for air he wonders what is happening. Everything goes grey then black. He knows now what it is. He thinks he is dead. Who would find him in the humiliating position? How would he explain? It returns again. This time hovering over his face. The smell familiar. His senses going crazy. Hid mind spinning. Disbelief. It can`t be true. The smell gets closer, rubbing his face softly. His favorite pussy lightly touching and caressing his face. He can`t help but stick his tongue out in hopes of greeting the tender lips with his tongue. Just brushing, just teasing was all he got. Hands returned to his body. It felt like there were thousands. Touching, feeling, probing, pinching and rubbing gently. His pussy sits right over his mouth just barely out of reach. He can`t stand i
t. His erection returns hard as a rock, hands all over it. He feels a slight vibration between his legs along with all of the fingers and hands. Is it a vibrator or just nerves, he can`t tell for sure. He gets dizzy with excitement. His pussy rubs his face but doesn`t allow him to tongue it. The sensations are mind blowing. He can`t take it all in. He can`t believe this is happening. A hot piercing stream hits his face and mouth. He opens wide to receive the sweet offering, swallowing every drop. It is a familiar vintage. His cock hard and swollen, lots of hands keeping it busy. He feel his ass being probed as his pussy lowers for cleaning after play. He is enthralled with the sensation overload, not sure what to think or should he even try. His ass is spread wide by several sets of fingers pulling hard. The vibration enters while fingers rub gently all around. Slow even strokes in and out, deeper and deeper penetrations feel good but the fingers playing there are a
distraction. The pussy has gone but the musky scent remains on his skin. Each breath in brings it back. His ass is being worked by many and he wonders what has happened to his pussy.
He lays and endures the treatment sure that it will end soon. A full body massage, erection maintenance and ass play were enthralling. He just laid back and took it all in. The vibrations in his ass cease but move to his balls. They are tender but love the attention. Again his ass is full but being massaged by many hands make it bearable. The fullness is pleasurable but he would never admit it to anyone. The warmth returns and is rubbed all over his balls and erect penis. The sensation of multiple hands stroking his dick make it hard not to cum but he won`t give in. Then nothing. Not a touch. Not a sound. Silence.
A warm mist covers hid body. He is cold. It is very dark. A slimy substance is applied to his skin and rubbed in by only one set of hands. Gently but firmly rubbing from shoulder to feet. His dick is brought back to attention and his ass probed. Then the shock. Another body lays on his. It is slimy also. The warm mist continues. This is heaven he thinks. It is a women with amply breast . He knows because she rubs him with them, nipples erect and large.. She straddles him and rubs her pussy & ass all over his chest. The warm mist continues. She rubs his hard cock on her pussy using him as a toy. He feels her clit at attention also and wishes he could suck it. He loves to eat pussy but this one is busy abusing him . Her nipples rub his cocks head and make him almost cum. She moves away and slides up and down his whole body with hers. The mist stops. She is gone. He is exhausted and extremely excited. He is freezing again.
Just as he feels himself knotting off from exhaustion, he is trampled. Dozens of feet stomping him all over. He holds his breathe trying to endure. The pain is intense. Someone is standing on his dick crushing his erection and he think any hopes of any more. Tears come to his eyes. He smells it again. His pussy is back hovering over his head. Then he smells another next to is head on the left and one on the right. He can`t move, he can`t see a thing. His pussy lowers over his face, his tongue protrudes trying to get a lick. His pussy parts it`s lips and allows him in. His dick gets hard, he thinks he is going to cum all over himself. Just as he gets his clit hard and excited it leaves and another lowers. This one different in shape, smell and taste. His tongue goes to work without hesitation. His cock is sucked in to a familiar place, his pussy. He continues to lick and tries not to cum but lets his pussy get a good ride. Another pussy takes it`s place riding his ton
gue , his pussy leaves. The smell is familiar. His pussy is near. He can smell it but his tongue is at work on another. He hers a faint sucking noise. He feels sucking on his cock. What the hell. He has truly died and gone to heaven. The sucking noise seems to be over his head, the smell familiar. His cock is ready to explode. He feels pressure near his ass, hands pulling and spreading his skin, vibrations under his balls, a fullness inside. No pain just pure pleasure he can never admit. Ecstasy!!
He feels heat on his skin again and sees faintly. His blindfold is carefully removed, his head brace releases. The pussy overhead lifts slightly to reveal Floodlights surrounding him. His pussy is being sucked by the one he is licking. His cock is being sucked by yet another. His ass is being fucked by a guy being assisted by many others. His pussy cums and so do all of her friends. Cameras are mounted to poles. Guys are strapped to trees with their dicks hard as rocks. Naked women are everywhere. His pussy steps over his chest. Everyone stops. She tells him he was a good boy and that he shouldn`t run by himself anymore. She hopes she has taught him a good lesson. She explains that his first warm shower was a golden one, the massage was a pure protein donation from the subs bound to the trees, the smothering was offered by non other than herself, the pussy massage was a good friend and the body massage was another runner passing by looking for a soapy shower . She releases his restraints except for his ankles. Everyone is gone by the time he releases himself. His clothes lay at his feet. He has no choice but to run back to his car. Ashamed?? Excited? Angry? Horney?
Author: MJ |
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