Chapter 15: Week One

In her lifetime, Jill had run a few multi-day races.

She found those the roughest.

The most common was called Ragnar, in which teams of runners would run relays across long distances, sometimes spanning enter states, sometimes further. Each runner would run multiple legs of the race, resting while their teammates were running other legs.

Jill found these to be to the least of her liking. She found the resting periods rough, many times getting little rest as she anticipated her next leg. Taking off during that next leg was rough, as her body had already run a few miles a few hours ago, and was forced to do so after that forced rest.

Solo ultras she rarely had issues with – rarely did she stop. Yes, she stopped at aid stations and she certainly walked a lot – but it was expremely rare when she stopped for a period more than a half hour, even rarer if she took a nap.

When she heard about Pornkley, these fears crowded her mind. She was afraid that the running, stopping, resting and sleeping would cause discomfort and even cramping. When she was planning for the race, she even considered putting in as few hours of sleep as possible, running almost non stop across the distance.

Her tune changed a little bit after the first morning. After that first morning, she felt little discomfort from the day before. But, there had been many days when she had run a long run one day, slept the night, then run another long run.

During the second day, she had achieved several miles and two orgasms, both of which fed her sleep.

And not only had she slept soundly that second night, but she had felt remarkably refreshed when she awoke the next morning.

She was not the first of the four to wake up – Sandy and Dove were already up, preparing to leave to help set up the aid station.

Before they left, the four exchanged passionate hugs, thanking each other for the wonderful night and promising it would be the first of many together.

When their time came to start, Jill found to her surprise her body did not feel the effects from the last two days’ miles. Perhaps there was something to sex and running long distances, she thought to herself.

The next four days were sort of a blur. If anything, they were somewhat repetitive.

Each time, they would run for several miles. Each time, they would encounter other runners. Each time, there was a sexual encounter with one or more of those runners. Each evening was spent with Sandy and Dove. And each morning, she awoke refreshed and ready to run again.

By the sixth day of the event, they were out of private property and running on state, county and city trails. It was remarkable, she thought to herself one day, how well the trails connected with each other.

Certainly it was easy to tell when they were going from private to public trail, and when they were going from one park into another. Some of the parks were connected with paved trail. But almost seamless transitions made for smooth running courses.

Even in public parks, Jill and Tina ran naked. Only twice did they encounter any outside hikers. One couple they encountered when tearing around a bend in the path, disappearing around another bend before they man or woman could say anything to them. The other time, Tina simply dropped to her knees and gave the man a blowjob before he could point out any dress code regulations on the trails.

Each day, they put in about 40 miles. After a week, they were almost at 300 miles. Jill had never run 300 miles in a week’s time in her life. Yet, every morning, she felt refreshed, thanks to Dove’s loving care.

“I think she has a little bit of a crush on you,” Tina told Jill as they were running on that sixth day.

Jill snorted. “Literally, I am old enough to be her daughter.”

“So, you think she is doing this because she has a job to do?”

Jill shrugged. “I don’t know.” They ran in silence for a little bit. “They do have seemed to attached onto us a little bit.”

“You think? Have you seen the other runners hitting on them? It’s a shitload of them! But in the end, they end up in our tent.”

“Yeah.”

They came at a trailhead, a small parking lot.

Tina pulled out her phone. “Well, damn it,” she said. She put aside her hydration best and pulled out her shorts and running bra. “Looks like we are running on country road now.”

Mallory had warned the runners the evening before that the long trails were coming to an end, now being replaced by long roads. By choice, Mallory had picked long country roads with very little traffic. While runners still had an option to run nude during these stretches, she did not recommend it. “The law is still the law,” she said. “Public nudity is still against the law.”

Jill pulled her hydration vest, doing the same with her own shorts and sports bra.

A couple of minutes later, the pair were on a country road, which seemed to last forever.

The scenery had gone from trees and forest, to beans and corn. A lot of beans and corn.

For as far as the eyes could see, there were fields of beans, corn, wheat – very rarely broken up by a lone farmhouse in the middle of all of the field.

The sun beat down on them. They slowed their pace.

“I’ve never minded running on asphalt,” Jill said. “I used to do it all the time. But after days of running in the woods and being so free ... this kind of sucks.”

Tina nodded in agreement. “I have a hat in my drop off bag. I am going to put it on once we get there.”

Jill checked her watch. “Seems like we should be getting near.”

Tina nodded. “Not totally sure how they are going to pull it off, if they are still naked, out here.”

Even though traffic was very light, they were still passed by the occasional vehicle.

At one point, a pickup truck pushed them into the ditch on the side of the road, the vehicle hugging near the side of the road, slowing as it approached the runners. As it passed, Tina and Jill flipped the driver off, who revved his engine.

“Hate fuckers like that, and I am not someone who hates,” Jill said through gritted teeth.

“Have to have a very small penis to drive something like that,” Tina agreed.

Jill nodded. “And a really small one to drive like THAT!”

Still, they ran. Every once in a while, a spray painted splash of the familiar pink running shoes was seen on the ground.

The sun grew higher, few clouds in the sky to give relief.

As they approached a rare house, Tina took note of it. “That is a pretty blue color,” she said. “Stands out from the usual white farm houses out here.”

Jill nodded and glanced at the ground. The familiar two shoed pattern was painted in the road ahead of them, an arrow pointing towards the house.

Jill tapped Tina’s arm and pointed at the house. Tina nodded as the pair moved from the road towards the house.

The door swung open. Sandy, naked as always, jumped up and down and cheered.

“You guys still look fucking great out here!” she yelled as the two approached.

Tina and Jill smiled as they took a cool bottle of water offered by Sandy, both taking sips of the refreshing liquid.

Inside the house, they found Dove, also naked, surrounded by the drop bags. She already had Tina and Jill’s ready, holding them out with a smile.

“It fucking sucks out there!” Dove said quietly with a grin. “You guys are machines!”

Tina smiled and gave her a hug. “And you two are angels for being out here for us.”

Dove fluttered her eyelashes. “I can only speak for myself, but I really like it,” she said softly. Sandy nodded vigorously in agreement.

Both Jill and Tina pulled hats out of their drop bags, putting them on.

As Jill and Tina were eating a variety of refreshments and engaging in small talk, Jill noticed Dove glancing at her shyly and giving her little smiles.

After Jill used the bathroom, she found Dove outside the door, waiting for her. She started to open her mouth, but looked unsure.

“So ... what’s up?” Jill asked quietly.

Dove cleared her throat and stammered a little bit. “Listen ... I have a weird request. For this evening.” Her eyes dropped to the ground. After all this time, Jill thought to herself, the girl was still shy towards her. Then again, Jill thought, she was a little bit shy towards Dove.

“What do you need, sweetie?’ Jill asked.

“So ... um ... uh ... you are into guys, too, right?”

Jill nodded. “Yeah.”

“So ... so far, you haven’t ... done anything with any guys yet, right? I mean you. So far?”

Jill nodded again.

Dove moved her mouth a little bit, trying to capture the words. Her eyes again dropped to the ground. “It’s really weird,” she said even quieter.

“You won’t know it’s weird unless you ask,” Jill said just as quietly. “I won’t judge.”

“So ... uh ... do you think you could fuck a guy and let him cum in your pussy?”

Jill blinked in confusion.

Dove looked to the ground. “I told you it was weird.”

“Well ... I guess I can. But, I’m not sure what this is leading to.”

“Well...” Dove pursed her lips as she held her breath for a couple of seconds then blurted out “I want to eat a man’s cum out of your pussy.” She shut her eyes and let out a small groan.

Jill’s eyes grew wide. “Fuck that is hot,” she whispered.

Dove blinked. “What?”

“I said it was fucking hot. Fuck ... I would love to watch you eat a man’s cum out of my pussy tonight.” She stuck out her hand. “DEAL!” she almost shouted.

Dove awkwardly took her hand and shook it. “Cool. Yeah. Deal.” Her face broke into a smile. “I think I’m wet just thinking about it!” she said with a large smile on her face.

Jill nodded frantically. “Yeah. Me too,” she said with a smile.

Tina peeked around the corner. “I thought you fell in!” she said with a grin. “You ready to hit the road again?”

Jill took a deep breath and nodded.

After saying their goodbyes, Jill and Tina took off down the road again.

By this time, Jill and Tina very rarely saw any other runners. They had passed one the day before, had not seen a sign of any others since they had left the camp this morning.

As evening approached, Jill squinted into the distance. Ahead, she could see two runners. As they neared, she saw they were both male, shirtless, bodies glistening in the warm evening sun.

“Think they are from the race, or a couple of locals?” Tina asked.

Jill shook her head. “I am not sure. I think I might see the chips on their shoes, but I can’t tell.”

Tina squinted. “Yeah. Looks like they do. I think you are right.”

Even bright pink, at a distance the chips were hard to tell. It did not help that the sun was turning the landscape gold, with a lot of the light reflecting off the road. Jill was glad they were running east and not west.

“Listen ... um ... I think I want to fuck one of those guys,” Jill said as the women neared the men.

Tina smiled. “Gonna get your first cock on this race, huh? Good for you! Which one?”

Jill shook her head. “Doesn’t matter. Just gotta fuck one of those guys.”

Tina nodded and stopped. She looked around. They had not passed a car for three hours. There was not a house in sight, only fields of corn around them. She took off her hydration vest and began stripping.

Without a word, Jill did the same.

Nude, both took off running again, at a fairly good pace now. The men had made up a little distance when the women stopped, but the distance between them was waning rapidly.

After about a half hour, they caught up with them and passed them, the men letting out laughs as they saw the naked women running past them.

With giggles, Jill and Tina stopped in the middle of the road, turning towards the men.

“I am going to take it you are with the race,” one of the men said with a chuckle.

The women nodded.

Both of the men noticeably got hard in their shorts.

“How long have you girls been naked?” asked the other.

Tina smiled. “We took our cloths off a little bit back there when we saw you.”

The men glanced at each other.

“Oh, did you,” they both said at the same time, glanced at each other again and broke out in a laugh.

Jill bit her lower lip and stepped forward. “Hey, so ... I was wondering, so I wanted to do this thing for a friend and...”