Chapter 14: The Second Evening

The next 25 miles were mostly uneventful.

With quite a few miles behind them already and even more ahead of them, Jill and Tina went between running and walking.

Still, they passed a few runners. At one point, they passed the three runners Sandy had told them about earlier, two men and a woman.

One of the men was on the ground, rubbing the side of his knee. The man and woman sat on the ground, looking at him in concern. All three were clothed.

At another point, they passed two men who were French kissing on the side of the path. When Jill and Tina passed them, they exchanged brief greetings, then Jill overhead one say to the other “We only have a dozen miles to go! The faster we get there, the more we can make out!”

The pair flew past the two girls on a dead run.

When they reached the camp, the sun was still up, with about an hour’s light remaining.

Sandy and Dove were already at the camp.

“There are four teams that rotate at the station each day,” Sandy explained. “You just happened to get us at our shifts! But, it helps us not get too tired. The rest of the day, we help at the camp here or get in a few miles ourselves.”

Jill nodded, taking in the camp.

This one was a little bit more advanced, with several shelters and a few cabins surrounding a large camp fire, which was already full burn.

Once again, several runners were already in the camp, with more streaming in slowly but surely behind them.

There was no sign of the two men who they had passed earlier, then had passed them. Jill figured they might be taking advantage of the privacy of a cabin.

The trio walked into camp about 37 minutes after Jill and Tina had arrived, the man in the middle noticeably limping. “Hit a damn root at the wrong angle,” Jill overheard the man saying in frustration as he shook his head. A volunteer lead him to a medical tent, a massage table at the ready. “Rookie mistake,” she heard the man mumble.

She heard Sandy clear her throat. “I ... took the initiative of reserving one of the larger cabins for the four of us, if that is all right with you.” A grin spread across her face. “But we are all right if you don’t want to...”

“Oh, I think we would love to,” Tina said with a friendly smile. She looked at the campfire, where a large bowl of soup was brewing. “But, food would be a very wonderful thing beforehand.”

As they ate, Jill’s eyes went around the campground. Like the evening before, several runners and volunteers were openly making out.

A blonde girl sat on a camp chair, her legs over her head, as several men took turns licking her pussy.

A man sat with his back to the tree, a woman in his lap, slowly riding his cock.

Three men sat in a circle, each stroking their own cock, catching glances of the other one.

She glanced at Dove, finding the girl looking at her and averting her gaze almost immediately when Jill’s fell on hers.

The four went to the cabin, small talk exchanged.

Both of the girls went to university, Dove in California while Sandy lived on the east coast. Neither had a boyfriend nor a girlfriend. Both were runners, but neither had run any distance like this in their entire lives.

Sandy had an OnlyFans page. Some of her exploits involved running. Several months ago, Mallory herself had messaged her on her page, suggesting she become a volunteer for Pornkley. She said it did not take much persuading.

Dove, meanwhile, had a dating profile at a site geared towards runners. She said she had met a couple of men and women off the site. One day out of the blue, a man messaged her, they talked for a while, then he asked her if she would like to volunteer at a race.

She said yes, volunteering at the Big Sur Marathon. At that event, she was asked to volunteer at the Death Valley 200. At that race, she quickly gained a reputation as one of the more faithful and caring volunteers. Within a three month period, she volunteered at a dozen events before Mallory approached her at a race and asked her if she would like to volunteer at Pornkley. She was naturally reluctant at first, but her curiosity grew too great and she readily agreed.

The cabin was spacious and comfortable. “You might be surprised,” Sandy said at one point as the women were gathered around a table talking. “I guess Mallory has reservations at a few campsites like this along the course. I’ve been to a couple to help prep. This is one of the better ones, but there are still a lot more like this along the way.”

Jill nodded, listening and taking in the interior. Sandy and Tina both sat on easy chairs, Tina leaning hers back with a small groan of satisfaction. Jill and Dove sat on a sofa so comfortable, Jill thought she might sleep on it for the night.

To the side was a full bathroom. Already, Jill and Tina had used the shower, much to their delight. Two bedrooms lay to the side, with king sized beds.

A bottle of wine made an appearance. “We are not old enough to drink,” Sandy said with a small giggle. “But Mallory said that this is one of the key perks of being a volunteer, and damn it, I stand to take advantage of it!”

It was a sweet wine, which warmed Jill almost instantly, making her a little bit sleepy.

Jill also found a little bit more about her running partner in Tina. Tina was in her early 20s, she found, and had dropped out of college to care for her blind father. She bit her lower lip while talking about him. “He sometimes gets around OK, but other times has a tough time. He really doesn’t want my help, but I do it anyhow.”

She grabbed one of the bottles of wine from the table, filled up her glass, and put the bottle on a bookcase behind her. She took a sip, smiling at the taste, then looked into the distance. Her finger ran around the rim of the glass as she talked. “He was military and gets a good pension and everything to take care of us, but I still work at a candy shop to pay some bills and for race money.” She paused. “Mom’s not blind, but she is getting there. Same thing. They did not know when they got married.” She sipped her wine. “It’s hereditary. They got it from their parents. I got it too.” She sighed. “My eyesight’s OK for now, but eventually...” She shrugged and left it at that.

Tina had discovered running at a young age, running cross country in high school. While she was not one of the school’s better runners, she was one of the most consistent.

She kept at it after high school, slowly but surely increasing her distances. A couple of years ago, out of the blue, she decided she wanted to run the Corridor 100 in Ohio. She found the training to her liking and placed second in her age group at the race, falling in love with ultras.

She also did not have a significant other. “Who has time for a boyfriend or a girlfriend?” she asked. “So, a random fuck here and there makes me happy,” she said with a giggle. She sighed and looked around. “But wow, do I fucking love the taste and feel of pussy,” she said quietly, glancing to each of the other women, her eyes lingering extra long on Sandy’s.

The others giggled and nodded in agreement. Jill noticed even Dove smiled and nodded a little.

Sandy took a swig from her glass, looking at its emptiness after she finished. “Me thinks I need a refill!” she said, glancing dramatically around the room. She then pointed to the bookshelf behind Tina. “There, behind the hot redhead! My wine of choice!”

She bound from her chair, walking swiftly over to chair Tina sat in. Sandy leaned over her, breasts shaking in Tina’s face as Sandy retrieved the bottle, removing the cork and pouring herself a glass before leaning back over and replacing the bottle.

Tina giggled as the bare breasts bounced in front of her face, squeeling in delight as one of them struck her face.

“You did that on purpose!” she said with a laugh.

Sandy shrugged, taking a sip. “Maybe. Wine makes me fucking horny!”

Tina giggled and spread her legs. “That makes two of us!’ she giggled, quickly closing her legs.

“Give us a seat,” Sandy said, swivling and pushing her behind beside Tina on the chair. With a laugh, Tina shifted herself until the girls sat on the chair, tightly side by side, both giggling and exchanging glances.

“Now give us a kiss,” Sandy breathed heavily after a giggling fit.

“Yep!” replied Tina, leaning over and planting her lips on Sandy’s.

Sandy let out a sigh and a moan, her lips welcoming Tina’s. Both pairs of lips parted. The pair shifted their bodies a little until Sandy sat on Tina’s lap, their faces now pushed together with the kisses growing even more passionate. Soft moans and groans came from their throats.

One of Tina’s hands rested on Sandy’s breast, her fingers dancing around the hard nipple. Breathing grew heavier. Hands were placed on the sides of faces, the girls holding each other tight for deeper kisses.

Jill watched, transfixed.

She sat on one end of the spacious sofa, leaning against one of the arms, her legs tucked under her. She could feel a slight trickle dripping onto her heel.

She felt the couch shift a little bit and turned to see Dove now on her side, facing the two girls as they continued to kiss. Her lips were slightly parted as she watched the evolving scene in front of her, one of her hands softly playing with her lower neck, moving around her shoulder blades.