1. Marathon Man


    Date: 10/29/2016, Categories: Fiction, Boys/Teen Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Author: JohnnoAllthwaite, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    pretty lonely!" It was more like twenty minutes actually but nobody told me. "Promises, promises," she said, how was I to know she hadn't had it for months on account of the training and was desperate for some action. Anyway we got stripped down and was fucking shivering by The Angel, so I had me debit card and got a four pack of Four X in for Al and me and we felt a bit better. We wasn't far from "The Bombay Duck," so I sneaked off and got some pork balls and a bag of chips each which went down a treat but Lionel did his nut and grabbed me fags off me when I went to light up. "Oi!" he said, "Where were you, didn't you hear the gun?" "What?" I says, "Oh fuck!" they was right up the end of the road, we took off after them and it wasn't hard to catch them but then it got fucking boring jogging along, "Fuck this," I said to Al, "I'm getting fucking cold." "Not the same without a bin to carry," Al said, "Shall we get a move on, maybe stop for a bevvy?" "Right oh," I said and we sort of fucked off and left the other fuckers what wasn't used to a hard days work chasing a bin lorry wheezing along behind us. The old pub I had in mind was shut so we kept going and then we was catching up the birds what started before us, bloody shattered most of them. "Hey," Al says, "Reckon you can catch that mouthy bitch?" "Dunno," I said, thinking. "Wipe the fucking smile off her stupid face wouldn't it!" Al said. "Might put one on it!" I said, "Come on!" We got a bit of a move on, some old biddy ...
    in her Minor Thousand got a shock when we overtook her as she drove along and then we could see the fit bints waggling their tight little asses as the jogged along, "There she is!" Al said but when we caught up it weren't her. "Where's that Suzanne," I asked. "She's," gasp, "About," wheeze, "There look," the girl wheezed and pointed, fuck she was about a mile ahead. "Bollocks!" I shouted, "Come on Al," I said. "No you're all right," Al said, "You from round here love?" he asked, "You want to lay off the fags wheezing like that," he said, producing a pack of Woodbines, "Got a light Johnno?" "Where do you think I carry a lighter?" I asked, then I remembered I had a box of Swan Vestas in me shorts so I chucked him the matches and fucked off. That Suzanne was a lovely little mover and I just caught her before we got back to Ilkley, "Come here you!" I said as I grabbed her round the tits. "Nooo!" she wailed, "I'm on for a PB leave me alone!" Sweat was pouring out of her and her legs was buckling as I pushed me hand down her shorts and poked a finger in her hairless snatch, but she suddenly found the energy to smack me round the face and put a sprint on. She was across the line before I could get to her again Lionel was doing his nut by the finish line, "Allthwaite!" he stormed, "Leave her alone!" she was sprinting away now, "Damn she couldn't have been trying!" he said as she ran away. "What? I asked as I stopped. "She's just done a PB!" he snapped, "What did you do, come on the ...
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