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I was given a day off from work one random Thursday and decided to go for a morning jog. It was a beautiful, late spring day outside and I hadn't gone for a run in a while. The sun was shining brightly but there was still a slight coolness in the air. There was a nice jogging trail through the woods near the edge of the suburbs where I lived, not too far from my apartment at the time. The trail was flat and wide enough for jogging and wound through beautiful, quiet woods and around a quiet, lazy stream.

I decided to drive to a parking lot near the start of the trail, overlooking a shady fishing spot at a bend in the stream. There was only one other car in the lot, which was not unusual for a random Thursday morning. What caught my eye as I pulled into a parking spot near the head of the trail was a young couple that appeared to have just arrived on bicycles. From the college paraphernalia they were wearing, they appeared to be students from the local college. The male was tall and muscular, with a broad chest and thick legs. He revealed a mop of blond hair as he removed his bike helmet. He wore a loose, grey athletic shirt with the college logo on it and a pair of jogging shorts with the college initials. But what drew my eye was his female companion, her body was spectacular. She stood on long, shapely legs that led upwards to a firm, toned ass. She was wearing tiny little jogging shorts with the college initials on them, so tight to her firm little booty that they almost looked painted on. She removed the shirt she had been wearing after she took off her bike helmet and revealed a tight little sports bra beneath. Her stomach was flat and toned, and her young breasts appeared firm and snug in her little top. She had a tight, tall, lean, young body. As I exited my car, she looked over at me. Her sparkling blue eyes met mine and she smiled as she reached behind her head to tie her shoulder length brown hair back into a tight pony tail.

I tried not to be obviously ogling the young woman as I stretched briefly outside my car, but her toned little body made that difficult. As I stretched, she and her male companion were shedding some of their biking gear and appeared to be changing into jogging gear. As she bent over to tightly lace up her running shoes, I was treated to a sweet view of the tops of her breasts. Her young skin was smooth and her round, firm melons were pushed together by her sports bra. I decided to leave before I got a hard on and began jogging down the trail.

The air smelled sweet with the blooming spring that day, clean and full of the fragrance of young flowers. The temperature also kept me nicely cooled as I settled into my regular, steady pace along the trails. Branches full of bright green leaves stretched over my head, linking tall, old trees on either side of the trail. As I reached a point where a foot bridge crossed over to the other side of the softly babbling stream below me, I noticed for the first time some dark grey clouds rolling in over head. The heavy clouds were quickly covering the bright blue sky, but I didn't think much of them. I had checked the weather and there was only a chance of rain.

I was still thinking about that weather report when I heard footsteps rapidly approaching me from behind. Sure enough, the young man I had seen earlier was soon jogging swiftly along side of me. He moved with an easy confidence, passing me embarrassingly quickly. Then right behind him came the young woman I had almost forgotten. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the sports bra was mostly keeping her firm breasts in place, but her boobs were still bouncing up and down as she ran. As she passed me, I was treated to a full view of all of her curves. I drank in the sight of her shapely legs as they moved methodically beneath her, and the way her hips curved into an hourglass shape when flowing up to her waist and back. I delighted in the slight jiggle of her very firm ass as she ran. Her tiny jogging shorts beautifully displayed the feminine curve of her tight little bottom. In fact, I was so busy covering every last inch of her athletic body with my eyes that I hadn't noticed that I was now running faster to keep up with her. Not wanting to look foolish, I slowed back to my normal pace and watched the young woman pull away from me down the trail. I was a little sad when her shapely legs and toned ass disappeared around a corner in front of me.

That was when I noticed that the shadows of the leaves on the ground had disappeared. The sky had grown ominously dark overhead, and the shadows all blended to grey with the loss of the bright sunlight. I briefly considered turning around and running back to my car, but I had planned to take a three mile loop that would lead back to the parking lot and I estimated I was already a mile into that path. It was not much farther to keep going forward and finish my run as opposed to turning around and going back. I decided to take a chance and keep on going.

Maybe ten minutes later my heart sank and I regretted my decision. I heard the distinct hissing sound of a hail storm approaching. I tried to say calm but picked up the pace a little. I knew there were some rock outcroppings nearby that could provide some shelter, I just wasn't sure how much farther I would have to run to get to the rocks. A sudden boom of thunder shook the air around me and my already pounding heart began to race. The hissing sound grew louder and I began to run at a near frantic pace. It was not enough, and I was soon caught on the open trail in a hailstorm. Fortunately for me, this hail was not too big, maybe the size of a nickel. But the little pellets of ice still stung as they struck my head and shoulders. I began to run with my head tucked slightly downward, trying to protect my face from the relentless attack of the hail. Desperation was starting to creep into my thoughts just as I spotted an area where the side of the trail rose in a rocky wall. I saw that a boulder that had been eaten away at the base, so the top hung like a small shelf over the trail, and I blindly ran straight for that little piece of shelter.

Thunder boomed again as I made it into my little protected space. I was incredibly relieved to escape the constant stinging hail and find a little shelter. I took stock of myself, noting that my shoes and socks were soaked with water but I didn't appear to have any bodily damage from the hail. The air all around me was alive with the falling hail, but I was safe in my little nook. Then I heard a male voice say something like, "Why not?"

I looked up and saw another little shelter maybe twenty yards further down the trail from where I stood. Two large boulders rested against each other, creating a sheltered spot big enough to fit maybe four people comfortably. My little shelf barely provided enough protection for me. It was somewhat difficult to see through the hail, kind of like looking through a fuzzy tv picture, but it appeared the young couple had taken shelter under the nearby rocks. They appeared to have also gotten soaked by the sudden downpour, but did not appear hurt and were standing close together. I was standing in a spot exposed to the entire trail, but their little shelter was more like a small cave with the open end facing where I stood. The young woman had her back to me and was facing the young man, who was looking toward me. The young man waved, a big smile on his face, and I waived back. The young woman turned briefly, waved weakly at me, and I waived back to her.

"That's why not," I thought I heard her say as she turned back to her partner.

Maybe five minutes passed as the young couple appeared to sway together, their hands on each other's hips. More thunder boomed and the hail continued, building a thin white carpet over the forest floor. So much for chance of rain, I thought. I made a show of trying to look up at the sky, as if I was waiting for a clearing, trying not to make it look like I was staring at the young couple. But frankly, there wasn't much more to look at besides the trees and the hail stones bouncing off the ground.

I had thought the couple might be whispering to each other, it was hard to tell with the hissing of the falling hail, but they were soon obviously talking to each other. They hadn't moved much, but suddenly one of the young man's hands that had been on his girlfriend's hips disappeared out of my view. I caught only snippets of their ensuing conversation.

"I said NO!" I thought I heard her say.

"Come on baby... just a little..." I thought he might have responded.

She glanced over her shoulder briefly at me, then turned back to her companion and said something like, "... all the time... why... all you ever think about?"

"Just look at you... all wet," he responded,"... can't even see..."

His female companion let out what sounded like an exasperated sigh, "... really dirty..." she said.

"Come... you like it... I know you do... sometimes this," he responded. Her arms rose and caressed his muscular shoulders in response.

Now I was really trying to look like I wasn't paying attention. I looked up at the sky, looked around the trail, and looked down at my watch. But the entire time, I was watching the young couple out of the corner of my eye. The young man's upper arm was moving in a strange, back and forth motion, and I finally looked over to try to tell through the weakening hail what was going on. To my surprise, the guy was looking right at me, and when he caught my eye, he smiled a broad, unmistakable smile. I then noticed that the woman had stopped caressing his shoulder and was now gripping it tightly. Her tiny little shorts also seemed to be slightly askew. I couldn't be sure from where I was standing, but if I had to guess based on their body positions and the motions of his arm, I would have bet money that he had slipped the front of her shorts out of the way and was rapidly rubbing his fingers over her exposed clit. The woman looked up at his face, saw him smiling at me, and glanced briefly over her shoulder. Again it was difficult to tell from the distance, but it looked like her face was much more flushed than when she had waived at me earlier.

"...asshole..." I heard her say.

"Aw baby... I know you like..." He responded with his stupid grin. "... can't see... take it out..."

Her body stiffened a little at whatever he had said, but her arm dropped off his shoulder. Soon her arm was moving back and forth, and now I was certain that somehow she had taken his cock out and was stroking him with her little hand. I didn't know what to do, I was literally trapped. Hail was still falling, I could barely move under my little shelf of rock without exposing myself, and there was nothing else interesting to look at. Maybe it was the adrenaline of the run and being caught in the hail, maybe it was the endorphins from the exercise and escaping the hail, or maybe it was just lust, but I decided to just watch the couple do their thing twenty yards away from me.

The young woman was now clinging to his arm with her left hand while her right appeared to be pumping up and down his cock. Again, I couldn't really tell because she was standing with her shapely back to me, her lean body blocking all of the action. She lifted her right leg so she was standing on the toes of her right foot, presumably to give him better access to her pussy. His arm was pumping furiously back and forth, and her legs appeared to be shaking slightly. Her incredibly firm ass also appeared to be jiggling a little.

"He can't..." the man said, "...won't...wet..."

"YES HE CAN," I heard her clearly reply. She cut off her words at the end, probably aware that I could hear her.

"Just... me," her partner replied, "...know you love..."

"Asshole," she responded, her thin, toned arm also pumping steadily back and forth.

"Please," he responded, his arm picking up its pace, "...want... to stop?"

"No," she responded.

"Then help."

She let out another exasperated sigh and briefly moved her left hand over her front. Whatever she did, I heard her partner audibly groan. The hail was finally easing up, but it was being replaced by a slight drizzle of rain. The couple's words started coming to me a little more clearly.

"You like?" she asked in a clearly coy voice.

"Oh yeah," he responded.

"Mmm, I can feel that. You going to cum for me?" She was trying to whisper, but they weren't very far away. I could hear them, and her words sounded breathless, carrying over the short distance to me.

"Mmm hmm."

"Oh," she moaned, her back to me. She never stopped pumping him with her hand and he never stopped rubbing her. "Good then, cum for me."

"Oh yeah, you ready for it?"

"Yeah baby, go ahead. Shoot that cum for me."

"AHHHHH," he moaned through gritted teeth in response. His back arched deeply and his hips bucked back and forth. I couldn't see for sure, but her arm had stopped moving and I assumed he was shooting his hot cum into her hand. He stopped rubbing her while his hips bucked, but when his eyes opened his hands resumed their rubbing motion. This time I was sure she was aroused when she moaned.

"Oh, that was so hot baby," he said, with his shit eating grin on his face.

"Oh yeah, you liked that?" she said whimpering, her head now leaning forward to rest on his chest.

"Oh yeah, but now it's your turn, cum for me baby."

"Oh... not so loud... ohhhhh."

"I know you like it. I know it turns you on to be doing this in public, being watched by a stranger." His arm kept its steady, rapid rhythm.

"Ohhh."

"I know it gets you so wet to think about cumming in front of him. It gets your horny to think that he's hard right now, watching you."

"Ah!"

"Cum on baby, you going to cum for me? You going to cum right in front of him, while he's watching you?"

"OH... oh shit! Don't stop... don't stop!" she moaned.

"Let him watch your hot body shake while you cum, baby," the young man said sternly.

And then, to my great surprise, his strong arms spun her around. She almost lost her balance, but he caught her and held her up. I realized what she had done that had turned him on so much, she had pulled her breasts out of her sports bra. Her firm, smooth melons hung over the top of the fabric, her light pink nipples point straight at me. My jaw dropped open at the sight of those firm, round breasts, though I only realized it later. Her shorts were indeed askew, exposing a wet, pink, cleanly shaved pussy, as well as what appeared to be a spray of cum on her right leg. Without missing a beat, the young man's right hand dove over her front and found her exposed pink pussy lips, his fingers resuming their rapid rubbing motion. His strong left arm wrapped around her chest, holding her up while his fingers played gingerly with her right nipple.

"Cum for him, baby," he repeated.

Her eyes were downcast, as if she was refusing to look up at me. "Oh no," she moaned, her legs shaking. Then her sparkling blue eyes glanced up at me and I saw the sexiest face I had ever seen. Her smooth, pale cheeks were deeply flushed and her brow was knotted with arousal. Her eyes and face were so full of wanton lust and painful ecstasy that I could tell even from a distance that she was on the very edge of orgasm. And there was a little shock in those eyes when she realized I was staring right at her. Our eyes met and she screamed, "OH FUCK!" Then she shut her eyes tightly and her body began to shake. "Oh shit... oh yes! Ohhhh yes! Oh fuck! Oh.. not like this... oh! Oh! Oh! CUMMMMMMMINNNNGGGG!!!!" Her shapely legs shook and her slender hips bucked back and forth on his hand as she came. He held her close as she spasmed, her eyes tightly shut from the pleasure. She would have collapsed to the ground if he wasn't holding her. The rain had stopped.

The young man laughed and looked over at me again with a smile. His partner quickly spun around and tried to to cover herself. She readjusted her shorts and then covered her breasts back up.

"You ready?" she asked.

"Yup," he replied. And then they took off running. She never even looked back at me as they jogged around the bend.

My cock was rock hard and throbbing. I was so turned on by what I had seen that I briefly debated jacking off right there. The image of her face, so full of ecstasy, and her eyes so full of lust, was burned into my brain. I could have gotten off just thinking about it, but I also didn't want some hikers to come along and think I was some pervert jerking off alone on the trail. The thought of being labeled a pervert, and the dark clouds remaining overhead, helped ease the stiffness in my pole. I had to get back to my car. I resumed my run.

The wind had gotten colder, and the muddy path was now somewhat slick with the melting cover of hail stones. But I was also invigorated by what I had seen, and I was almost racing to get home so I could jerk off to the mental image of the young woman's beautiful face. And then there was a nearby boom of thunder. And another. The wind was picking up again and it was raining. I was less than a mile from the parking lot when heavy drops of rain began to fall. I was thankful at least that it wasn't hail. When lightning flashed nearby, I decided I needed to take shelter again, but I wasn't sure if there were any good spots remaining between me and the parking lot. I spotted a small cave formed by a massive slab of granite resting atop two boulders, and almost at the same time there was a flash of lightning very close by. I almost dove into the cave to get out of the weather.

I was trying to catch my breath in the semi-darkness of the enclosure when a female voice said softly, "Hey." I spun around and out of the shadows near the entrance stepped the young woman in the tiny shorts and the tight sports bra.

"Hey," I replied softly, at a loss for words.

There was a slight, very uncomfortable pause. Clearly neither of us knew what to say. Finally, she said, "Crazy weather, huh?"

I smiled. "Yeah, totally. The weather forecast said only a chance of rain today."

"I know, I was saying the same thing," she replied, smiling. Even in the dim light of our shelter, her blue eyes sparkled.

"Where's your friend?" I asked.

"The asshole took off!" she responded with a flash of anger. "The jerk said it was just a little rain, though I told him we needed to get out of the lightning."

"Yeah, definitely not safe," I agreed.

She bit her lip. "You're not going to... jump me... or anything, are you?" she asked quietly. I burst into laughter. Jumping her had honestly not crossed my mind, I was exhausted and troubled by the storm. She eventually smiled as I couldn't stop laughing, and soon she was laughing softly too. "I mean, I had to ask," she tried to defend herself, "You know I just realized it might not have been good to tell you I was alone out here."

Still laughing, I responded, "With that little show you put on, I should be worried that you might jump me." I don't know why I said that, but I kind of regretted it as soon as it was out of my mouth.

The young woman stopped laughing, but the smile stayed on her face. There was another short pause before she said, "You liked that, huh?"

"It was really hot," I admitted.

"My boyfriend is such an asshole." she paused. "He was trying to get me to blow him before you came along."

"Well then he was probably really unhappy to see me," I responded, and she laughed.

"I didn't really want to do it but... you know.. the run, and the woods... and it was kind of hot."

"Well then he is an asshole for making you do that AND then leaving you out here."

"I know, right? But at least you got to enjoy it." Her right toe was pivoting back and forth in the mud, and I couldn't help but stare at her shapely legs again.

"It was hot," I responded, not sure what to say.

"I know you enjoyed it, I could see your hard on all the way from where we were standing."

"Really?" I replied.

"Yeah, and I can see you're hard again now," she said, boldly staring at my crotch. I was hard, throbbing hard, looking at her tight body. Her clothes were soaked, plastered to her skin, and her white top was practically see through. I could just make out the dark spots of her pink nipples, but I could clearly see the curves of her tit flesh through the fabric.

"Well, it's tough not to be," I responded.

There was another brief awkward pause, filled only by the drumming sound of the heavy rain as it fell outside our little cave. "Well, I suppose it's my fault you're like this," she said finally. "Probably hard to run back to your car like that."

"For sure," I responded.

"If you want, you can just whip it out and jack off right here, I won't mind." There was a slight, nervous shake in her voice as she talked. "I don't know why you didn't take care of that thing back at the other spot." She crossed her arms over her chest uncertainly, and our eyes met. Her pretty face betrayed neither a hint of a smile of amusement nor a trace of anger or disgust.

"I didn't have something beautiful to stimulate me to help me get off."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," I said. And I don't know what made me so bold in that moment, possibly it was the thought that she was right and I should take care of it before I tried to run back to my car. Or maybe it was the adrenaline of the run or maybe it was the rush of seeing her earlier. Probably I did it because I had a good idea of where this was going and I knew she wouldn't mind. But I pulled my hard cock out through the bottom of my shorts and said, "But I guess I have some fantastic visual stimulation right now."

Her eyes fixated on my thick dick the second it came into view. "It's pretty big," she said, starting at my cock. Then she turned her gaze back to my eyes and said, "Go ahead, jerk it off if you want. I won't mind."

I closed my fist slowly over the fat head of my dick and began to jack up and down my pole. "You don't mind if I look at those incredibly sexy legs of yours and those beautiful breasts while I jerk myself off?"

"No, go ahead," she replied somewhat breathlessly. She bit softly on her full, pink lower lip as she watched me slowly jerk myself. To be honest, it was a little uncomfortable being slightly wet from my sweat and the rain water. But I wasn't going to stop.

"You won't mind if I think of sucking on those sweet, pink nipples of yours, or running my tongue all over those wet pussy lips of yours, while I jerk myself off?"

"Oh," she moaned, "No, go ahead." Her arms fell to her sides and she thrust her chest out a bit, as if presenting her firm, round globes to me. Her nipples were hardening and clearly visible pressed against the wet fabric of her top.

"You want me to suckle with my hot mouth on those sweet tits of yours?" I asked. "It's okay, you can go ahead and play with yourself too if you want, while I'm standing here jerking off this big cock."

"Oh yeah?" she asked with a moan. Her hand reached tentatively down over her firm, toned stomach, dripping wet from the rain, and disappeared under her shorts.

I released my cock and deliberately brushed the back of my hand against the sides of her full breasts as I reached up and cupped my palm below her mouth. She shuddered as I brushed against her tightly encased cleavage. "Help me out and give me some spit, I need some lube," I said.

To my surprise, she dropped to her knees right in front of me. Her soft little hand closed around the base of my dick, and I thought she was going to spit right on it. Instead, her tongue snaked out and swirled around the fat tip of my cock, and then her mouth plunged down my pole. Her hot, wet mouth engulfed me to the hilt, and I felt the tip of my hard meat pop through the back of her throat. Few women have ever deepthroated me, and it felt amazing. Her head was soon bobbing back and forth furiously on my pole, releasing me almost to the tip and then plunging back down my shaft until her soft lips touched the fingers she had wrapped around my base. Her pony tail swung back and forth behind her as she milked me with her tight, wet mouth. All the while, her tongue danced around my member. She swirled around my cock head when her mouth was at the tip, and she wiggled along the base of the shaft as she swallowed me. And the whole time, her sparkling blue eyes looked up eagerly into mine. I saw the lust again in those eyes and I felt my balls churning. It hadn't been long, but I was so turned on already and she was clearly going for the orgasm. As her soft cheeks slid up and down my meat and I looked down into those beautiful blue eyes, I warned her.

"I'm going to cum," I said.

"Mmmmm hmmmmm," she hummed in agreement, sending delicious little vibrations up and down my shaft inside her mouth. Her head bobbed furiously up and down my dick and her tongue swirled around my sensitive cock head. Mer tight, wet mouth sucked eagerly at my member, and then I was cumming.

"Oh... OH SHIT!" I yelled as I felt the orgasm crash past the point of no return and explode out of me. My toes curled in my shoes and my whole body tingled as I came in her mouth, her tongue lapping at the underside of my dick. I shot spurt after spurt of cum deep into her hot mouth and her lips never stopped sucking on me.

"Okay, okay" I said as I sat heavily down on my backside. My cock popped free of her mouth, but she just smiled. She had swallowed all my cum.

I was a little tired and light headed, but I was also determined. From a sitting position I pushed her to her feet and practically ripped her short down her legs. She lifted her foot obligingly so I could toss her shorts aside, and I found she wasn't wearing anything under the shorts. My mouth dove towards her pussy, and my lips closed over the puffy lips of her sex.

"Hey," she said in complaint, at first, and then, "Ohhhh" as my tongue found her outer folds.

I licked up and down her pussy lips, and found her sex was dripping wet. But all I tasted was the slight tang of rain water and the saltiness of her sweat. She lifted a leg and braced her foot against a wall of the cave, and that spread her open for me. I licked over the opening to her hole, and danced upwards until my tongue found the hard bud of her clit. I looked up and she was smiling down at me, her body still dripping wet from the rain. Her face was partly hidden by the swell of her cleavage, encased in her soaking wet sports bra. She smiled at me as I rubbed at her clit, then threw her head back in arousal as I flicked the tip of my tongue rapidly against her sensitive spot. I kept up a steady flicking, listening to her moans of approval, and then sucked her entire clit between my lips. Trapped in my hot mouth, I rubbed earnestly at her hard bud.

"Holy shit!" she exclaimed, her legs shaking around me, "Holy shit!"

I knew I had her then. I rubbed at the little bud trapped between my soft lips, then set it free and flicked at it again with the tip of my tongue. She panted in arousal, then nearly screamed when I sucked the bud back between my lips and rubbed it firmly in my mouth.

"Oh don't stop! Please don't stop!" she moaned. I kept up the steady rubbing and her hips bucked against my face. "Oh... Oh... CUMMMMMMMMMMIINNNNNGGGGG!" she finally screamed for me, her crotch trapped atop my face, my tongue mercilessly pleasuring her most sensitive spot, her body shuddering around me.

Then she was down on the ground with me, her firm, bare ass seated on my leg. Her face and chest were flushed and she was still breathing heavily. She looked up at me with a dreamy smile, her blue eyes twinkling, and said, "It stopped raining outside." I looked out of the cave, and it had stopped raining. The warm sunlight was fighting it's way back through the thick clouds and some brightness was returning to the world outside. "I should probably go find my boyfriend," she said with a laugh as she carefully put her tiny shorts back on. I stood up and we paused at the entrance to our little shelter. "Thanks for that," she said.

"Thank you."

She leaned forward and gave me a little peck on the cheek. I slapped playfully at her firm, young ass and she smiled. Then she was off running swiftly down the path, and I walked down the path afterwards. As she disappeared in the distance I realized I didn't even know her name.

The sky overhead was clearing quickly, so I decided to walk the last bit back to my car. The warm sunlight felt good on my skin, and I don't think I had stopped smiling since I came hard in that young woman's mouth. I took my time strolling back through the wet woods to my car, probably wearing a shit eating grin similar to the one the young man had been wearing earlier that morning.

When I got back to the parking lot, I was in for yet another surprise. My car was the only one left in the lot, but I wasn't alone. The young woman was waiting for me, standing near the back of my SUV. She was holding her bike and smiling broadly at me. As I approached her, I realized the bright sunlight made her white sports bra nearly invisible. I could clearly see the outline of her nipples through her wet top, and the sunlight exposed the deep valley between her breasts through the fabric. There was still a thin sheen of moisture on everything from her toned arms to her shapely legs.

"The asshole left me here," she called out as I came near. "Can you believe it?"

I realized the other bike was gone. "What a jerk," I replied as I approached her. "You want me to give you a lift? Your bike could probably fit in the back of my car."

"I was just about to ask if you would mind," she said with a smile, now less than a foot away from me, "I was thinking the same thing."

I smiled and popped open the tailgate to my SUV, then climbed in to push down the back seats so we could fit her bike. She was sitting on the rear bumper looking into the back of my car, and when our eyes met I realized were both thinking the EXACT same thing. She moved toward me just a couple of inches and then I was on her, our lips meeting and our bodies almost slamming together. My hands were pulling her face towards me while her her hands were running through my short, wet hair. She lifted her shapely legs into the rear cargo area of my car, and then she closed the tail gate behind her, leaving her bike standing outside. Then we were kissing again, our tongues dancing in each other's mouths as she found the bottom of my jogging shirt and lifted it over my head. We broke our eager kisses momentarily so I could pull my shirt off my head, and then we were back together again, her hands sliding over my wet chest and my arms pulling her towards me. We were wet and frantic and horny.

My fingers found their way under the bottom of her sports bra and then I was pulling her top over her wet breasts. Her breasts were bigger than they had seemed while confined under the tight fabric, as I watched them slide into view, probably a full C cup. My hands slid over the sides of them and she smiled at me, her blue eyes still twinkling in the sunlight coming through my car window. I couldn't believe how firm they were! There was almost no sag at all in those smooth, perky globes, and my hot mouth dove eagerly for them. As I suckled on one of her little, pink nipples, my tongue flicking at the hardening tip, she moaned loudly and pulled my head towards her chest. She briefly mashed my face into her firm melon, and I had to pull away for air. My hands slid over the wet flesh of her chest, my rough palms slipping over her sensitive nipples as I touched her. Then I was sucking greedily on her other nipple, pulling softly at it with my lips.

She had used the time I was revelling in her tits to shimmy free of her tiny shorts, as she tossed them aside with a flick of her foot. I noticed she had somehow completely cleaned her boyfriend's cum off her shorts, which was an odd thought to have at that moment. But then I felt her groping for my hard cock through the front of my shorts. My shorts were off in a flash, and glanced around briefly to confirm that we were still alone in the parking lot. Her wet hand closed around my member and I could feel that I was already rigidly hard. Her slender legs opened for me, and then suddenly I found myself positioned between her legs. She was on her back, her firm breasts resting against her chest, her blue eyes looking up at me. I felt the throbbing head of my dick nestle at the dripping wet opening to her sex and I paused ever so briefly to search her blue eyes for any sign of doubt or hesitation. Finding none, I thrust with my hips, and my thick cock popped into the hot, wet tunnel of her sex.

We were quickly fucking hard. I was slamming my thick meat deep inside her wet pussy, marveling at the tightness of her hole. Her shapely legs were wrapped around me, as well as her arms, and she was crying out with each thrust. I could feel her moans through her chest, as her smooth breasts pressed against me. My big pole bottomed out inside of her, and I withdrew almost to the tip before ramming all the way home once again. It was hard and hot and carnal. There wasn't much space in the back of my car, so her head was resting against the rear door and my foot was pushing against the rear side door. But there was enough space for me to frantically hump my cock in and out of her, feeling her squishy wet vaginal walls sliding back and forth against my member. We were fucking at warp speed, my hips pumping my rigid pole in and out of her. And then she lifted her hips slightly so the head of my dick was plowing into the top of her pussy tunnel before sliding deeper into her. I imagined she was trying to get me to hit her G spot, and it appeared to work as her body went stiff and her moans became high pitched squeals.

"Oh shit, don't stop! ...PLEASE, don't stop," she panted breathlessly as my hard cock flew in and out of her tight hole. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeee!"

And just when I could tell she was close, we must have bumped something because the rear tailgate began to lift open. Her head spilled out onto the bumper and our naked bodies were exposed to the world, but I kept plowing the full length of my throbbing cock in and out of her pussy. The cool outside air washed over us and our sweaty skin, freeing us from the stuffy air in the back of the car, and my skin tingled with the sensation. And then she screamed, her thighs clamping down on me and her whole body quivering as she came. I could actually feel her tight pussy spasming around my cock as she screamed, "YEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

I hadn't been that close to cumming, but the sight of her beautiful, tight toned body beneath me, quivering in ecstasy, exposed to the open air of the beautiful park around us, bright sunlight falling across her smooth, firm breasts and pink nipples... it was nirvana. The stimuli took me right to the knife's edge of a huge orgasm, I could feel it churning in my balls and I just wanted to pump my cock into her tight hole a couple more times and dump a huge load of cum inside of her hot pussy. But coming down from her orgasm, she lifted herself up onto her elbows and the change in position caused my rock hard cock to slip from inside of her. So instead it was the sensation of the fat head of my dick popping free out of the tight opening of her sex that pushed my orgasm over the edge.

I groaned, realizing I had lost all control over my body and a hot, white jet of cum spewed out of my cock as the orgasm blew out of me. The first spurt landed between her beautiful, round breasts, and she said, "Oh," and one of her soft hands flew up and grasped my cock. It was like being touched by pure electricity, and as she pulled slightly upward on my slippery member, another spark of orgasm exploded inside of me and I shot a spurt of cum that landed on her cheek and her chin. She pulled again and another spurt of cum splatted wetly across one of her breasts. It was maybe four seconds, but I had never cum so deep or long before. Worried that I was cumming all over her, but my eyes found her sparkling blue eyes looking right back at me. She was smiling and said, "Cum for me," and I shot a fourth spurt all over her hand and arms. The orgasm burned deeply inside of me as I looked at her beautiful face and full, young breasts and flat, toned stomach and soft little hand, all covered with my cum and shining in the sunlight.

When I could catch my breath again, we laughed and I tried my best to help clean her off with a towel from my backseat. "That was really hot," she said.

"It was amazing," I agreed with a smile. I really meant it.

"If I had known you were so close, I would have done something better," she said.

"No, that really was amazing. You were too beautiful for me to hold anything back," I replied. She blushed deeply and smiled.

She changed into her biking shirt in front of me, still just the two of us alone in the parking lot, and then we loaded her bike and set off for her apartment near her campus. It was a short drive, but all she could say was, "That sex... it was mind blowing."

"I hope you don't mind that I'm probably going to be jerking off to that memory for the rest of my life," I responded with a smile.

She gave me a genuine smile in response. "I really hope you do," she replied.

When we got to her campus, her boyfriend was waiting for us. He was NOT happy to see his girlfriend arrive in my car.

"You little slut!" he yelled at her.

"You left me you asshole!" she yelled back as she walked to the back of my SUV to get her bike.

"I should have know," he called out.

"You don't know anything! You should have known not be a total asshole and leave your girlfriend alone in the woods!" she spat back as I helped her lift her bike.

"You going to be okay?" I asked her with genuine concern.

She laughed and smiled up at me with those twinkling blue eyes. "Don't worry, he's a pussy." As she walked away with her bike, she looked back at me over her shoulder, her tight, round ass swaying with her hips as she walked. "But really, thanks again. It was a great day."

I still kick myself that I never asked for her number. I thought of her every time I went jogging on that trail, hoping to see her again, but I never did. And I never learned her name.

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