Chapter 4

And so began my affair with a cute 14-year-old runner girl.

We ran together almost every morning, eventually working out together every morning.

I do not run every day. When I was younger, I did so. But I found it can break the body down too much, too quickly. Rest and cross-training days are as important as speed work and long runs. I explained this to May, and she fully understood.

So, five days a week, we went on runs together. One day a week would be a long run.

We bounced between cross-training and rest days on the other two days of the week. I still had a few weeks before training for my next marathon began, so I took those rest days more liberally.

Of course, I still had work to contend with there. I still had a midshift at the store starting around 11, so we had ample time to fool around after our workouts.

This was my first full-on affair with another woman, let alone a teenage girl. And as I have said, I was May’s first sexual experience. We both fully intended to fully explore our newfound world for as long as we could.

We had sex practically every morning. Sometimes things got rushed, and I had to go to work before we could do anything, but May was always understanding.

Early in our affair, I introduced a few other things to our love sessions, including lubricants and toys.

A couple of years ago, I bought some lubricant to use with Hubby, but I have already told you where that was going. Those unused lubes sat in my undie drawer for three years before May and I started seeing each other.

Did you know that lubes can expire? Neither did I until then. So, I ordered some new ones.

I already had a modest collection of sex toys, though nothing too over the edge. I had a couple of diverse types of rabbit vibrators, mostly, alone with one vibrating dildo I had not used in years, and a butt plug I was too scared to use.

Once the lubes had arrived, May and I had seen each other for over two weeks.

Sex with her had not been dull at all. The little sweetie was eager to please me, and I was certainly thrilled to watch her cum while playing with her.

She was a very generous, energetic, fulfilling partner who was not afraid to try unusual positions, or even make some up as we went along.

She loved one where I sat down on the bed, then she would do this thing where she would stand on her head with her back leaning against me, giving me an excellent chance to chow down on her delicious pussy.

May also loved sitting on my lap with me sitting in that same position, her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist, our vaginas rubbing against each other. Once the lube came into play, this became her VERY favorite position.

Scissoring was another favorite of both of us, where we would lie in opposite directions on the bed, our legs intertwined, and our pussies mashed against each other. Every time, she managed to wiggle herself into the perfectly intimate place where her pussy was shoved so close to mine, I could feel every bit of her labia, hood and clit pressing next to mine. Once again, this was a perfect position with lubrication.

The toys opened more possibilities, and I bought a couple more.

The first time I used a toy on her, it was one of the rabbits. I had her lie on her back, legs spread, while I ate her.

I then grabbed the tiny rabbit and set on low. I spread her lips open with two fingers from one hand, and barely touched her with the rabbit with the other.

She made a start and a giggle, but urged me on. Gently, I ran the little vibrating toy up and down the edge of her lips, following it up with some licks. I could tell from the extra juices, she was enjoying the new sensation.

Then I very gently put it over her clit, barely touching it. She let out a gasp of delight as her legs spread even wider. I began licking her some more while holding the rabbit over her clit, all the time making sure it barely touched her button.

It worked, as her orgasm was an explosive one, causing a neighborhood dog to bark.

One morning, we lay in bed, playing with ourselves while watching the other do the same to herself. I had laid the toys beside us on the bed, curious which ones May would choose. For the most part, she preferred her fingers and hands. Still, she ended up using another which inserted a vibrating section inside of her, wrapped around her a little bit with another vibrating section lying over her clit. Watching her play with herself with that toy, then watching the translucent white liquid flow out of her like a sexual ice cream machine, turned me on so much, I could not help but eat her. She, of course, did not object.

A lot of times, we would lie in bed facing each other, playing with each other. Sometimes we used toys, sometimes we used fingers. Of course, the lazy on our side sixty-nine was also an exceedingly popular position.

With those days, May became much more confident, more exploratory, and simply a lot better. Her youthful exuberance and energy were there, but now she knew how to use them even more. She was growing into a fantastic lover.

One morning, I was spooning her, pressing my naked sweety body hard against hers as I slid a vibrator up and down the outer surface of her lips, seductively touching her clit with the toy every few seconds.

My lips were kissing tenderly on her neck, running up and down one of her veins, when she grabbed my hair, pulled my face towards hers, and gave me an almost violent–but–loving kiss as she orgasmed.

Our lips parted, spittle webbing between us, our breaths labored, her eyes looking fiercely into mine.

“I love you, June,” she grunted, then let out a quick gasp, her eyes wide.

I smiled and planted a loving kiss on her lips. “I love you, too, May.”

She wiggled around to face me, giving me another long, deep kiss, before she lay her head down on my shoulder, letting out a small sigh.

“That was supposed to be my inside voice,” she said quietly.

I kissed the top of her head. “It was lovely. It made me feel perfect. And I meant what I said.”

I put my finger under her chin and brought her eyes up to mine, looking deep into those beautiful, wonderful eyes belonging to one of the most wonderful human beings I had ever encountered. “I truly do love you, May,” I whispered. “And it’s not the horniness saying that!”

She giggled a little bit and looked down. “It’s not the horniness for me, either. I love you, June. A lot. I wanna spend a lot of time with you.” She closed her eyes and let out a sigh. “But I know. Ain’t gonna happen.”