Maggie’s Wet Dreams Ch. 2

[Hey everyone, I decided I needed to just get this out of my sister, every time I tried to write chapter 10, this kept popping into my head, so here it is, an addition to Maggie's Wet Dreams. Enjoy!]

Maggie’s Wet Dreams

Chapter 2 - Running with the Devil

This one is more wishful thinking if anything, to give you some context, I’ve been waking up a little bit earlier than normal lately, wanting to stay in shape and start running again. Obviously, on the first days, I just couldn’t make it out of bed and one day was looking out the window and saw this man I had never seen before run by. It wasn’t that he was a stranger, in my small town, we know everyone, even the tourists that constantly visit. This guy was new, but what I noticed, with my growing sexual interest lately, was the giant bulge in his running shorts as he made his way by my window.

The vision joined together so many kinks that I honestly couldn’t help but masturbate that morning with the image of him so fresh in my mind. The tip of his cock getting closer and closer to being revealed with every step he took, that if it didn’t get longer to do so, a wrong movement and there it was, out for the world to see. If it did and someone caught him, I bet even the most conservative woman would at least gawk at it and not say a thing, my mind had a very different idea though, a very, very different idea.

That morning I pictured that my window was open as he jogged by and I got the guts to call out to him, “Good morning, nice day for a job!”

Now in my town, the people are so nice that most would come up to talk, him being a tourist may have just waived and kept running, but this is my fantasy and I imagine him walking up to my window. Lightly sweating, his shirt sticking to his chest, and of course his hard cock outlined by his shorts and me trying desperately not to lick my lips as if someone was putting a delicious plate right in front of me. I’ve only ever sucked one cock in my life, but the craving was set in ever since, if the guy I first did it to was smart, he would have known I would have sucked him off daily after that, but that’s another story.

“Well, hello there, what has you up so early in the morning, I usually run at this hour so I don’t normally bump into anyone, a time for me to think.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your me time,” I tried to say cutely but being an awkward person, probably came off as a fake, childish kind of thing, “I was actually getting ready to go out for a run, but it’s been so hard to get out and actually do it.”

I was lying through my teeth and what he said next, completely caught me off guard, “well throw on some shoes and join me, I only have a little way left, and it’ll be a good way for you to start.”

I could have changed, put on some clothes, panties, a sports bra, a better shirt, but I threw on some shoes and told him to meet me out the front. In hindsight, it probably would have been better to put on some real clothes instead of the pajamas I usually wore. It was an old white running shirt and some airy shorts I usually wore to bed and as usual I never wore underwear to bed. I threw on my running shoes and there he was at the front waiting for me, foot up on one of the steps almost as if he was purposely teasing me that his cock was framed perfectly right there on the inside of his left thigh about to show itself right through the leg hole. I swear he was setting me up for something but instead of something happening right then and there, he waived me to let’s go as he made his way into a jog.

Now I’m no beginner to running, I was a part of the cross-country team in high school and ran for years, just lately, I’ve been kind of lazy on my training. I was able to quickly catch up to him, but soon started to realize the disadvantage to my clothes. Although I’m just a 32B, I could already feel my breasts bouncing with every step I took and my nipples rubbing up against my shirt, which was kind of rough from so much usage and really not meant for this anymore, instead, they were torturing my nipples as if they were getting revenge for all the times, I put them in the wash. With each step, I could feel my nipples getting harder and more sensitive.

If that wasn’t bad enough the shorts, I was wearing wasn’t meant for running anymore either. The elastic band had gone and the only thing that was holding it together was the tie. Doing it too lose and they constantly threatened to fall down, doing it too tight and I felt like I couldn’t breathe and breaking the string, and then instead of falling they would ride up constantly with each stride, digging into my ass and pussy. It was bad enough that I was turned on enough as it was, this jog was just a sexual torture, like I’d never experienced before and I had a feeling some of it was going well noticed.

“So, what’s your name, I realized I haven’t even asked you that yet,” he said without missing a beat, even with his jog, he said it perfectly without a loss of breath.

“It’s, mmm,” I couldn’t help but moan, but hoped he just thought I was a bit out of shape, I even contemplated, telling him a fake name but my friend was too fuzzy to think of one, “Maggie.”

“Well hello Maggie,” he said with a smile, his gaze going from my face to quick glances of my obviously, free, bobbing breasts.

I’m not sure if it was the running or all the added stimulation, or the company, but I felt like I was sweating like crazy and really out of breath. It was weird, I had run miles, I mean I used to compete in school doing 10k runs and now I felt like I could barely do a couple of miles without feeling almost faint.

“Hey, I’m sorry, you’re just starting out and I’m pushing you without thinking, how about we take a short break,” he said as we were by one of the many small grass parks in my town.

We finally came to a stop and I felt completely spent and went to one of the water fountains to grab a drink and to slow down my breathing. I bent over and started feeling my life renew as I took a drink of, cold, fresh water but was quickly shocked at the sight in front of my side tilted head, it was him standing right there in front of me, crotch a mere foot from my face which caused me to quickly stand-up coughing on the water with some dripping from my chin onto my shirt.

“Wow, sorry, I didn’t catch your name,” I looked away embarrassed.

“Oh, how rude of me, it’s Mike.”

I started feeling a little light headed and decided to take a seat on the only thing I could find, the grass and almost expected Mike to join me, but instead he decided just to stand instead, I felt like a small child being towered over as he did.

“So, I’ve never seen you around here before, it’s a small town so usually I know everyone, what brings you around these parts?”

“Oh, my folks moved here a few years ago and I finally got the time to visit them, they’ve been wanting me to come visit for a while saying how the town was a lot like the one, I grew up in.”

It didn’t hit me till now, I knew he must have been older me, me being 20, I felt he could possibly be old enough to be my father…maybe an older brother. Older brother seemed more accurate, but for some reason thinking him old enough to be my father made my pussy quiver a little at the thought. As we talked, I started to get more comfortable with him and I think the feeling passed along as well as he sat down in front of me. It was a little funny watching him trying to sit, I think he knew of his hard disposition and didn’t want to flash me maybe at the same time thinking of me being so young that I didn’t notice or was too innocent to look. As we were once again, almost at the same level I felt I could feel him starring at my chest more and more. White shirt, sweaty, no bra, I figured I knew exactly what he was looking at but I did my best not to notice, to not make the situation awkward.

Not being the most lady like and trying to get more comfortable, I brought my knees up, spread my legs slightly and had the bottom of my shoes on the ground, with my arms over my knees. I figured with my legs up like that it would hide my breasts a little and he wouldn’t be staring at them so much. I felt comfortably covered once again but as the conversation continued, I saw his gaze traveling down one again.

“What the fuck is he looking at?” I thought to myself and with a slight breeze, I think embarrassingly knew exactly what he was seeing.

In this position, one of the leg holes to my shorts were now pulled slightly and wide open, which wouldn’t have been a horrible thing if I had been wearing panties. Instead, there it was, in full view and it took everything I had not to look down to see what I could only imagine, was my hairless pussy in full view. Like with my breasts I knew if I said anything or moved too fast to show that I noticed, it would be embarrassing for the both of us, more so for me than him, ignorance was the best solution for this. Then again, I hate to think what he was thinking knowing that I wasn’t wearing a bra and now no panties either.

I could feel my face starting to flush, my breathing starting to deepen as the exposure was arousing me, a man, I had never met, now seeing my bare pussy and having a pretty good idea of what my bare breasts looked like as well. It was so fucking embarrassing, and I had no idea what to do and I was just sitting there with him starring at it and me praying that he didn’t notice that I noticed that he noticed. To make matters worse I could feel myself starting to get wet and a small drop leak itself out of me and work its way down to my ass.

Please let him think it’s just sweat, it’s hot, we just ran and I’m sweating, and as I tried to bring my mind anywhere else all I could think about was his eyes drinking up my pussy, his large cock twitching in his running shorts and as I went down the rabbit hole of lust in my mind, I could feel my clit start to harden.

Honk! Honk!

I flinched, startled at the honk in the distance and my hands went behind me to hold me up. That however caused my legs just to spread a little bit more and as they did, so did my pussy lips and there I sat, fully exposed gaping so wide that he could see pink.

“Oh, please god no,” and almost as if my prayers were answered, the skies opened and it began to pour.

I was getting drenched, my clothes starting to cling to my body and I watched as he stood up and for the first time got to see up his shorts and the monster he was hiding in there. It was massive, uncut and just as long as I imagined it.

He stood up and peeled his shirt off, exposing his manly, hair chest, “got to love a nice cool rain after a hard, hot run.”

That was the last straw, I was too horny now to think straight, and got onto my knees in front of him, my clothes drenched, the shirt practically see-through sticking to my bare breasts, my hair wet and water running down my face. I reached up his shorts and grabbed it with my right hand and before he could protest, say another word, anything to stop me, I got my face up the side and had the head of his cock in my mouth. The shorts were so wide that I was able to stroke it while I sucked, licked and nibbled on the head. It tasted salty from his sweat, but I didn’t care, the taste just got me even more turned on.

“Wait, wait, wait,” he started saying, and I released him from my mouth and looked up at him still gripping his cock.

There was a public bathroom only a few hundred feet away and he pulled me up onto my feet and took the hand I had holding his cock, holding in his own hand and pulled me towards them leaving his shirt on the ground. The door to the bathroom slammed open and even before it even closed, he picked me up and pinned me to the wall, kissing me deeply, his hand under my shirt mauling at my bare breasts, his hard cock pressing against my sensitive pussy. I pulled off my shirt and dropped it to the ground and his face dove into my cleavage. He licked and sucked on my nipples moaning in delicious pleasure as he did.

He took me off of the wall, still carrying me over to the sinks and sitting me down between two, his hands digging into the waist band, not thinking about undoing the tie he pulled them down and I could feel the tie break as he did. He was all lust, only having one goal in mind and as he ripped the shorts from me and was now eye to eye with the pussy he had been starring at for God knew how long.

“Oh my god,” a startled sounding response as I felt the tip of his tongue lick my pussy from bottom to top, the stubble of his chin grazing my asshole.

“Mmmm!” I moaned loudly, my back tensed, I held onto the back of his head, expecting him to start gently but instead he began harshly sucking on my pour clit.

I felt as he spread my lips wider and he looked up at me with a grin on his face, “didn’t expect such a slut to be a virgin,” and saw him pull down his shorts and what I think were boxers down around his knees.

“I’m not, I’m not a slut, I swear,” I looked down at him with innocent eyes.

“Running without a bra, ok I’ve seen it before and wasn’t going to say anything,” his fingered trailed around the lips of my pussy teasing me as he talked, “but no panties as well, fine, but then you openly exposed yourself to me like it was nothing then spread your legs so I could see how wet you were.”

His finger started to penetrate me and he looked up at me, “what do you have to say for yourself about that?”

“I, well, I,” the bathroom door started to open, something we probably should have locked and without missing a beat, he picked me up and pulled me back into one of the stalls, closing and locking it behind us and sat on the toilet.

“Anyone in here!”

“Yeah, just me!”

I lifted my legs, arms around his neck, so I wouldn’t be seen, when I felt something poking at my pussy between my legs. You can’t be serious, I looked down thinking he was teasing me with his fingers but then I saw his cock at attention, like a murderous spike about to impale me.

“Do you know whose clothes these are,” the guy yelled out from outside the stall.

“I saw those when I came in, probably some kids who went to the pool.”

His dick was rubbing between my slit and my energy started to slowly drain with his touch of my clit. My legs and arms getting weaker and I could feel myself starting to lower myself onto it and for a second, I felt some relief as I thought it wouldn’t be able to make its way in. But then I saw Mike move his hand underneath us and made a fist around the base of his cock so it would stay firm and tall. Now it was just up to how long my legs and arms would hold and they were fading fast. With each twitch of his cock and the weight of my body, the sweat on our skin, I was losing my foot hold and started lowering myself inch by inch.

“Thank you, Sir, I’ll just take this to the lost and found at the pool!”

“Shit, my clothes, you need to,” Mike quickly put a hand over my mouth.

“Did you say something, Sir?”

“Yeah, just a second!”

He got close my ear, “take it or he leaves with your clothes.”

I looked at him with pleading eyes, but really had no choice at this point and went from holding myself up and off of his cock to now lower onto it. I would have been caught for sure at the sound I made when the thick, bulbous tip entered me. It was so hot and thick I was worried that he would either split me in half or my body would suddenly light up in flames. He was now at my cherry and I worried about all the girls in the locker back in high school about how badly it hurt their first time and I wanted to take it slowly.

Beep! Beep!

The guy’s radio suddenly beeped very loudly, loudly enough that both Mike and myself jumped, the sweat on our bodies making it impossible myself in place as we did and my body came down hard on his lap. A sudden pain inside of me as it felt like someone just hit the inside of my pussy with a rubber band. The look on my face was that of shock and a pain I couldn’t really describe having my virginity just taken like that, in a public bathroom, by a guy I just met not even an hour ago who may have been old enough to be my father.

“I’ll be there right away and before either of us could say anything, the man left the bathroom, hopefully not with my clothes.”

That was the last thing in my mind as I felt that I was completely down on his lap, that the monster of a cock he had was completely inside of me and I wondered how that was possible. That maybe it wasn’t, maybe he stabbed it up into my stomach or I was internally damaged but that fear quickly passed as I felt his cock twitch inside of me. It was hitting places I never knew existed and I felt a fullness that I could have only imagined before experiencing it now. He removed his hand from my mouth and placed his hands on my waist and began to lift me up.

“Wait, just give me a second,” I said as he stopped and held me in place, “I just need a second to breathe.”

“Whatever you need princess,” he said as he moved forward and kissed me again, this time slipping his tongue into my mouth and breathing heavily as he did.

Why did he have to call me that, of all words, princess, that’s like the button on my horny switch that sets me off when someone calls me that. Then his lips moved from mine as he started biting my neck and sucking on my other weak spot where my neck met my collar bone, his fingers digging into my sides, he knew exactly what he was doing, a master at seducing my body.

“Oh god, fuck me, just do it, fuck me,” I was engulfed by my arousal, so horny that all I wanted was him to use me and make me cum.

He picked me up, storming out of the stall with me in arms, back on the table of sinks, my legs wrapped around his body as he began driving his rock-hard cock deep into me. He reached down and grabbed my ankles, lifting my legs into the air, my back now on the hard surface, I didn’t think he could drive himself any deeper into me, but it felt like he was deep enough that he was going to come out of my mouth. I was moaning so loud it didn’t even feel like I was doing it.

“Shut up slut or else you’re going to get us caught,” he said sternly, almost angrily as he fucked me.

“I’m not, I’m a,”

“Virgin, you were a virgin, but not anymore,” the smirk on his face was devilish.

“I’m not, I swear.”

He pulled out of me and stood me up, swung me around and bent me over with my face staring at the mirror as he plowed his cock back into me. I held up my hands pressing against the mirror before my face crashed into it.

He grabbed my hair and made me looked directly into my reflection, “does that look like an innocent, little virgin to you?”

I couldn’t even recognize myself in my own reflection, my face and chest were red, my mouth was open in pleasure, my eyes glazed over in lust. SPANK! He spanked my ass hard, the slap echoing off of the cement walls and tile floors along with my moans of pleasure. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Each spank getting me more and more turned on the pain causing so much pleasure that I was shocked to feel. He reached around and grabbed my tits, groping them painfully, pulling and twisting them as he fucked me harder than before. My head going down next to the sink, resting on the hard surface, no longer able to see the slut in the mirror getting fucked.

That’s when I felt his hand on my right hand and he grabbed it and moved it down between my legs, “you know what to do slut.”

I did, I knew exactly what he wanted and started rubbing my clit as he pistoned himself in and out of me like a machine. I was so close to cumming, I couldn’t imagine how close he was and for that fact, was he going to cum inside of me? His movements got more eradicate, his thrusts were now sloppy, his grip on my left tit intensifying that it was getting more painful than pleasurable.

“I’m going to cum,” he said and before I could protest, he was completely inside of me, my face pressing against the mirror as I felt him unload into my once virgin pussy and with each shot, I felt myself begin to orgasm as well as I kept rubbing my clit with him inside of me.

“Jessusss Christttt, yessss,” was all I managed to say as I came.

I felt him go limp in every way, as he laid on my back, pressing me down on the counter, his left hand on mine, intertwining his fingers in my own and that’s when I realized something that I hadn’t before, he had a wedding ring on. That’s when I heard a phone ring and he leaned down to get the phone from his pocket, standing up, still inside of me, he picked up.

“Yes honey, I’m just finishing up my run now,” I could feel his cock twitch inside of me and start to harden as if this was really turning him on again, “yes, I saw the rain, I found a place under cover until it lightens up and then I’ll be right home, I’m right around the corner.”

Oh god, I just fucked a married man and had his cock inside of me while he was on the phone with his wife. He slowly pulled out of me and backed away and my legs were so limp that all I could do was lower myself onto the floor. Looking up at him he looked down at me with a smile on his face and his cock look hard once again.

He put his phone on mute and looked at me, “clean me off, will you princess?”

I wasn’t thinking and just did exactly what he told me, licking his cock clean until he grabbed the back of my head and started shoving it in my mouth and down my throat, “hi sweetie, yes, daddy will take you out for ice cream later,” he pulled his cock out of my mouth in one swift motion, “when? I’m on my way right now.”

I watched as he pulled his shorts back up and fixed his cock so it was back to the way I first saw it as he walked out of the bathroom without saying another word and didn’t come back. When I finally got the energy, I stood up and cleaned myself the best I could, the cum leaking out of my pussy and down my thighs, the bits of cum around my lips and on my cheek, my hair looking like I just had sex. There was only one problem, my clothes were gone…