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I had always liked Adam. I had known him since high school. He was one of Maxx's boyfriends and they had this on and off relationship over a period of almost 15 years. He knew, like all of us did, that our options after school were very limited so he joined the army as soon as he left school. He would be away for months at a time then come back and hook up with Maxx until he went away again.
He was one of those strong, silent men I adore and kind of worship. When I was young my father used to watch old western movies on TV. He loved them. He used to always turn the volume up whenever there was a gunfight and would laugh and yell at the TV like the idiot he was.
I noticed something else about these movies though. The men. They were different to all the men I had known. They were brave, tough, quietly spoken, never spoke unless it was necessary.. and they never complained.
My father and his idiot brother Theo were complainers. They whinged and bitched about everything from the price of Ouzo to the kommounistikos (communists) , poustis (gay men) and pornis (sluts) taking over the country.
John Wayne, Gary Cooper, Alan Ladd, Randolph Scott all became my idols. They never complained and never cried. Not like men today. My father would cry, he would weep, if he ran out of Ouzo.
Adam was like one of those men come to life. A Real Life Hero and the first one I had ever known or seen. He wasn't a good looking man but neither were my TV heroes in those westerns. He looked real, not pretty. A Real Man.
I was 27 or 28 ... maybe 29... its hard to remember all the details clearly now... when Maxx dumped him. I know I was just starting to feel comfortable with my new tits and had had quite a bit of sexual experience by then. Hahaha. I thought I was ready for a man like Adam.
Maxx said she dumped him because she didn't want to end up an Army Widow or God forbid, even worse an Army Wife living the Army Life. I suspect she had real feelings for him though and had become terrified one day he wouldn't return from overseas alive. Even so, I thought that was a selfish and narrow attitude.
I had always understood the concept of a man doing what he had to do, of standing up for something and believing in something. I just never saw much of it.
I thought about that a lot in my fantasies about Adam. About how I would conduct myself with quiet dignity, all in black, at his funeral. The grief stricken but understanding widow.
I made a conscious decision to 'go after' Adam when Maxx dumped him and I knew it was permanent.
I began to have incredibly vivid and intense sexual fantasies about Adam. I think they had always been bubbling just under the surface but now that Adam was available they burst through with a vengeance.
Over the years Maxx had told us what a great fuck Adam was and how he used to fuck her for hours. When the girls went through their phase of taking fuck pictures and fuck videos, Maxx showed us pictures of them fucking.
I had seen him naked, seen his cock, seen him fucking Maxx and seen Maxx sucking his cock. Those images fuelled my fantasies to boiling point and beyond. I used to think about those pictures and masturbate like a maniac, imagining me in those pictures in place of Maxx.
Adam was straight as a die. Maxx had told us he didn't have a kinky bone in his body, never tried to fuck her up the ass or cum in her mouth. The only strange thing about him, according to Maxx, was that he loved to fuck in all kinds of weird positions. But that was all.
I bit the bullet the way I hoped Maureen O'Hara would have with John Wayne, called him and asked him if he would like to go for a run with me. I thought that would be an innocent and non threatening first step in my seduction of Adam.
My clit did a little happy dance when he agreed without hesitating. He actually sounded pleased to hear from me and very pleased about going for a run with me. I knew Adam ran and worked out and he knew that I was very serious about my own fitness regimen.
I also thought I would show him how different to Maxx I was instead of trying to directly or indirectly compete with her or perhaps the memory of her. I knew he would find my fitness and exercise regime impressive.
He was a great running partner. He told me I looked super fit, that I was a good runner and he liked the way I didn't try to make conversation when we were running.
So far, so good. Perfect in fact.
I chose my running gear that day with great care. Extreme care. I wanted to look super hot but not too obvious. I wore very short running shorts that had overlapping sides intended to allow the freest possible leg movement but also revealed from thigh to hip when my leg was outstretched.
I chose a low cut black sports bra that revealed a generous amount fo cleavage and held my breasts firmly when I ran but not as firmly as the ones I normally wore. I wanted him to be able to see a bit of tit movement as well as a bit of tit. It was technically a 'sports bra' but was really more like a top intended to be worn outside. It didn't look like a bra at all.
He noticed. When he first saw me he stopped and stared. He ran his eyes form me feet up my legs, over my bare midriff, noting the hard, flat stomach to my breasts where they lingered on the tits bulging up out of the top of my sports bra.
In all the years we had known each other he had never once looked at me like that.
He'd always been nice to me and seemed to like me but his attention had always been on Maxx. Now it was on me.
He looked like he wanted to EAT ME. And I would have let him.
We ran hard and fast and Adam didn't ease into it like I always do. I always start slow and steadily increase speed but he just took off. So I followed his lead. I had no trouble keeping up with him and I alternated between falling behind so I could watch his ass move and moving ahead so he could watch me ass.
We completed one circuit of the running track that ran around the circumference of the park and took a breather. I did some easy stretches just to show off my legs in case he hadn't noticed but I knew he had.
I bent and stretched showing him plenty of leg and tit and we talked about working out. I told him about my 30/30 regime, 30 squats, pushups and situps.
He smiled and I thought he seemed sceptical.
"Don't you believe me?" I asked playfully.
"Of course I do. I just.. it just seems a bit… gruelling. You do that every day?"
"I do. It's nothing to me now. You want me to show you?"
He smiled broadly, eyes sparkling and shining brightly.
'Yes, I would." He said emphatically.
The grass where we were standing was nice and soft so I dropped and did 30 push ups. He watched me closely, standing looking down at me and squatting down for a closer look.
He watched my arm muscles flexing and extending, my legs muscles and my ass.
Then I did 30 squats but lost count because of the way he was looking at me. Like he wanted to eat me again. He stood and looked at my tits bulging out of my sports bra every time I came up and he stared at my thighs, watching my muscles bunching tightly.
Then he squatted down and stared at my inner thighs and my cunt. I became so turned on at the way he was staring at my cunt that I lost count. I became a bit flustered.
I became even more flustered when I began my 30 sit ups. He knelt down and without asking, gripped my ankles firmly. I normally do them without ankle restraint to make my back and leg muscles work harder but I couldn’t speak to protest because of the way he was staring at my cunt.
We sat looking at each other when I'd finished.
"I'm impressed." He said simply.
We got up to continue our run and I told him how my 30/30 workout firmed the abdomen, kept my tummy flat and hard and my ass nice and firm. The ass bit slipped out.
He slapped my ass hard and told me it was working fine.
I almost came when he slapped my ass.
We ran one more circuit and by then my cunt was dribbling. I wanted him so fucking badly it hurt. He wasn't a good looking guy, he looked kind of rough, more like the bad guys in my western movies but he had that same toughness and good guy attitude about him as the movie good guys had.
And he had a great body. He was muscular but not like a body builder. He was too slim for that. I loved watching the way his thigh muscles moved as he ran, the way his biceps and triceps flexed and bunched as he swung his arms.
He ran gracefully for a big man. His steps were long yet light and he moved like the wind.
We finished our second circuit and I was just beginning to feel the strain. Two circuits plus the 30/30 workout was catching up to me. The workout was too much but I couldn't resist showing off both my prowess and my body. I wanted him to see me, to see how fit I was and what good shape I was in. And what a hot body I had.
We had topped on the fringe of the park overlooking a wide open area of grass. We were just catching our breath and taking a breather. I felt fine. A bit tired but very turned on and thinking about how I was going to fuck his brains out when we got back home.
I was thinking of a very direct approach. Invite him to have a shower, which wouldn't seem unusual and simply join him as soon as he was settled in there. Nothing like the direct approach. I was just thinking how he'd probably carry me into my bedroom soaking wet, dump me on the bed and fuck my brains out when I heard him say.
"Race you to the other side."
He was smiling, challenging me. His eyes were laughing.
I didn't answer. I just took off like a gazelle leaving him standing there in surprise. He caught up easily though and then slowly began to overtake me. Then he began to pull ahead.
I'm not normally competitive when it comes to running. I prefer to set my own pace and do my own thing but he turned around and smiled at me cheekily.
I knew I couldn’t beat him but I didn’t want to get left far behind so I gave it everything I had. It wasn't enough. He kept slowly increasing the gap between us and I saw the edge of the park rushing to meet us.
So I tackled him. I just dived after him and wrapped my arms around his ankles as tightly as I could and I brought him down.
I don't know why I did that. A moment of madness. I really didn’t want him to beat me.
He was shocked but delighted and we rolled around the grass laughing and he ended up on top of me, between my legs, in the missionary fuck position.
He had a massive erection that was impossible to conceal.
The moment I saw his erection bulging at the front of his shorts I thought about his cock and what it looked like from Maxx's pictures.
I lay there underneath him, his face inches from mine and I willed him to fuck me. I thought just stick it in me and fuck me, I don't care who sees us, I just want you to fuck me so badly.
Poor Adam was so embarrassed, more because he is a gentleman in the old sense of the word and I knew he didn't fuck around. He was excited and turned on, no doubt, but fucking one of his ex girlfriend's closest friends in a public park in daylight, even though it was getting dark and noone was around, simply wasn't Adam's style.
At least it wasn't until I reached through the leg of his running shorts and grabbed his cock. His head jerked back as though he'd been slapped, he stared at me with big, wide open eyes and his mouth opened in shock and surprise.
His eyes and mouth went even wider when I said.
"Fuck me."
I wrapped my legs around his and locked my ankles to make sure he couldn’t get away. I pulled my shorts and panties to one side and guided his cock to my cunt while I wriggled my ass over to line my cunt up better.
He looked around the park anxiously but forgot about everything the moment the tip of his cock touched my cunt. I thrust my hips forward and felt the head of his cock suddenly plunge into my cunt.
He rammed his cock into me with one sudden, almost savage thrust and it went in all the way. It slid into my cunt easily, as if my wet, hungry cunt had sucked it in and he began to fuck me hard and fast with grass tickling my ass.
God, his cock felt good. It felt big and thick and it moved so easily inside me. He braced himself with his left hand on the grass beside my head and tried to pull my sports bra down with his right hand.
He pulled it down and my breasts sprang free as if eager to be out of the restraint of the sports bra but when he released it, it sprang back up to partially cover my tits. So, he pushed it up over my tits and it stayed there pushing down on the top of my tits making them bulge out underneath it. He lowered his head and clamped his mouth on my right tit and sucked it so hard I gasped and grabbed his head.
I moved my legs up, wrapped them tightly around his ass and thrust my hips, meeting his thrusts with equal force. Our bodies slammed into each other and his cock plunged deep into my wet, hungry cunt.
He moved his mouth from my tit to my mouth and plunged his tongue into my mouth the same way he'd plunged his cock into my cunt and began to tongue fuck my mouth while he fucked me.
He slid his right hand under my ass, gripped my ass cheek tightly, fingers curling and digging into my flesh, then moved his left hand under my ass and did the same. He pulled my ass up, bending my back and I felt his cock go in a slightly different angle and go in much deeper.
I had his full weight on my upper body now, flattening my breasts and pressing me hard into the soft, fairly long grass. He was fucking me so hard that my body was sliding along the grass every time he rammed his cock into me and slammed his body into mine.
He kept pulling my ass up until I was bent right over and he was looming over me. He had bent me over so much that I couldn't thrust my hips any more and I began to get frustrated. I wanted to, need to, answer his thrust with my body and I needed to be able to thrust my hips to do that.
He sensed my frustration and eased back, eased my ass back down and I began to thrust my hips again. He kissed me again, tongue fucked my mouth and I tried to suck his wildly thrusting tongue.
I unlocked my legs from around his ass and spread them wide, as wide apart as I could and his cock suddenly plunged in much, much deeper. He moaned loudly when he felt his cock plunge in that extra way and, almost unbelievably, he fucked me even harder.
He rammed his cock deep into me making me gasp, he squeezed my ass even tighter and pulled my ass hard, as if he was trying to forced my cunt even further along his cock, to get his cock in even deeper, then he held it in there and came deep inside me.
I bit his neck to stop from crying out loud and he didn’t even seem to notice my teeth biting into his neck.
We lay there spent, exhausted, drenched in sweat.
"Geezus Vicky, you're the best fuck I ever had in my life." He said in a voice filled with wonder.
"You're so fucking beautiful." He said emphatically, staring down at my still exposed tits.
My heart and my cunt sang a discordant yet joyous duet.
A few weeks later Emma had one of her pool parties and since Maxx wouldn't be there I decided Adam and I should go. Emma had told me she had her eye on Adam and had already made a few clumsy overtures towards him but he hadn’t shown any interest.
Emma is one of my close knit group of friends and she's known Adam as long as I had and like me had harbored a longing for him and like me jumped at the chance when Maxx dumped him.
Emma knew I was after Adam but she never thought I stood a chance with him, or a chance of competing with her. I wanted to go to that party just to show her he was mine. I couldn’t say I had made him my bitch, I don’t think Adam would ever be anyone's bitch, but he was completely besotted with me.
Emma went after him like a fat k** after chocolate cake, she went swimming topless then rubbed her naked tits against him, rubbed herself all over him, touched him repeatedly and generally threw herself at him.
Adam tolerated her advances with good grace but never strayed more than one inch from my side all night and gently rebuffed both her blatant and subtle moves.
I felt a bit bad about doing this to Emma because she had no idea he was mine now and she thought he was still up or grabs. He wasn't. He was mine and he had eyes for only me.
She finally caught on about Adam and I and she gave me a sad, wan little look.
"I'm sorry." I said sympathetically. "But if you want a man you have to make a move before someone else snaps him up."
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