“Oh, my God, don’t stop! Oh, God, yes, faster, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Those were the last words she uttered before her orgasm tore through her body. It felt like it started at her toes and blew the top of her head off. She stiffened as her back arched, forcing her quivering pussy into the mouth of the man that just brought her to this explosive orgasm.

Hours Earlier –

Candice was a marathoner, so her typical workout was at least a ten-mile run or longer every day. On one of these runs, she saw him for the first time and then many times after. He strides along effortlessly as he runs. Being a runner, she could tell just by watching somebody's stride what type of runner they were. She concluded he was probably a marathoner as well.

Then, one day, their paths intersected. She was running along a rail trail when he turned onto it, falling in right beside her from a side trail. As they ran, she was able to take him in closely for the first time. He was tall, darkly tanned as if he worked outdoors, had salt-and-pepper hair, and was absolutely gorgeous in her eyes. He settled into her pace and stayed right with her as they ran. Neither said anything, but each would cast a glance every so often as they covered the miles.

The miles passed without a word between them, but Candice was coming up to her ten-mile point. At this point, she would normally slow her pace ever so slightly to start her cool down, yet for some unexplained reason, she didn’t want to lose the connection to this stranger beside her. She didn’t know why because, for god’s sake, she didn’t even know his name. Yet she hit her ten-mile point and kept going. She glanced over at him, and even though she could see the sweat pouring off of him, he showed no signs of slowing.

She started wondering how far he would run with her before he called it quits. The problem was that she didn’t want him to call it quits before finding out who he was. As they ran, she decided to take the little detour that gets her much longer routes short and heads back towards her place. As she got to the turnoff, she peeled off to the left down a smaller path, fully expecting him to continue, but to her delight, he was still right beside her.

The path led to a dead-end street. She only lived about a mile up the street. As soon as they cleared the path, she started slowing her pace, and he, in turn, slowed to match her. As she neared her house, her pace slowed to a fast walk, and there he was still right beside her. It was then she decided to find out who he was.

Turning her head towards him, she asked, “May I ask why you ran with me this whole time and are still with me?”

Her question brought a huge smile to his face. He then answered, “Oh, that’s simple to answer and complicated all together. First, your pace was an ideal match to mine. That is a difficult thing to find, as I’m sure you know.”

“Okay, that tells me why you ran with me, but it doesn’t tell me why you are still here walking with me, and only God knows how far from where you started.”

He chuckled a little before answering, “Okay, here is the complicated part that may get the cops called on me.” He looked over at her to see her reaction before continuing. It was pretty benign, so he went on, “I’ve seen you out on my runs many times, as I’m sure you have seen me. Well, the simple answer is that I wanted to meet you without you feeling like I was stalking you. So, I arranged my run to hopefully join up with you.”

After a moment to take in his comments, she replied, “Well, that feels pretty stalker-like to me,” but she said it with a smile that left him feeling okay about it. “So, now that you stalked me, are you going to at least introduce yourself?”

“I’m Jonathan or Jon if you will. I’m just your average unemployed running enthusiast slash stalker.”

This caught her completely off guard, and she stopped dead. After a pause, she burst out laughing. After finally gaining her composure again, she looked dead at him and said, “Well, I guess you’re a stalker that doesn’t mind going that extra mile or fifteen in today's stalking episode.”

“For a beautiful woman like you, there are never enough miles.”

She was getting an awesome vibe from him and decided to let him off the hook a bit by saying, “I’m Candice, your prey.”

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Candice.”

“Likewise, Jonathon, or do you prefer Jon?”

“Either is fine, but my friends mostly call me Jon.”

“Well, Jon, I have some bad news for you or possibly good news. We are standing in front of my house.”

“I would say bad news for me at the moment, but good news now that I know where to pick you up for our date.”

“Hold the phone, bud! You are assuming a few things, aren’t you?”

“What, that you might be married? I figured you weren’t because only a foolish man would let a woman as beautiful as you out of their sight. I guess the other assumption you mean is, you are going to go out with me. I figured I had a decent shot of you saying yes since I just stalked you for the better part of fifteen miles.”

Looking at him with a bemused smile, she said, “Keep following me, stalker,” and she led him to the front door of her house. She paused long enough to punch a code into the entry pad before leading him through it. As the door closed behind them, she turned and threw her arms around his neck as her lips landed on his. Jon, although suddenly stunned by the turn of events, kissed her back just as passionately as she was kissing him.

They stood there just inside the doorway, making out like a couple of love-sick teenagers for some time, but it was Candice who broke the kiss. She turned away from Jon and started up the stairs, stopping when she realized he wasn’t following her.

Looking back at him, she said, “Now you aren’t going to follow me? Or maybe you need some encouragement.” With that, she slipped the white tank top she had been wearing off and tossed it at him. She then turned and ran up the last few steps.

Jon, being no fool, was quickly up the steps behind her. When he hit the top of the stairs, he found her running shoes; just beyond them were her grey shorts, then just beyond the shorts was a pair of panties. He followed the trail into a large bedroom to find Candice stretched out across the bed, completely naked. His throat suddenly got quite dry, but his eyes grew quite wide.

Lifting her head slightly just as she opened her legs to him, she said, “If you don’t know what to do now, that date may be in jeopardy.”

Jon had no trouble with what to do now. He crossed over to the bed, dropping to his knees between her outstretched legs. He inhaled her womanly scent mixed with the smells of her exertions from running fifteen miles. None of this bothered him because the sight he was feasting his eyes on was magnificent.

He ran his hands along her inner thighs as he lowered his mouth to her pussy. His first taste of her was a mixture of her and the salty sweat that coated her body. Not caring, he began to work his mouth and tongue over her sex. He ran his tongue through her pink and swelling lips. Then would move to circling her clit before going back to her honey hole for more. It wasn’t long until she was squirming and moaning under his exertions.

Suddenly she cried out, “Oh, my God, don’t stop! Oh, God, yes, faster, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Those were the last words she uttered before her orgasm tore through her body. It felt like it started at her toes and blew the top of her head off. She stiffened as her back arched, forcing her quivering pussy into the Jon’s mouth as her explosive orgasm racked her body.

Jon continued to lick and suck at her sex as she exploded into his mouth. Trying to hold onto her hips as she squirmed and moaned in her orgasm was giving him as much of a workout as their run had. As she started calming down, she started pushing his head away, all the while moaning through the last of her orgasm. He pulled back, kneeling on the floor between her legs, looking up at what he thought was one of the most beautiful women on earth.

Candice slowly relaxed and eventually propped herself up. Then, looking down at Jon, whose face was wet with her juices, said, “Maybe you do want that date?”

Standing up, he showed the considerable bulge in his running shorts and just replied, “Maybe this is all I wanted?”

“In that case, strip off them shorts and bring me that cock. I want to make the most of my stalker.”

He needed no encouragement. As he shed the rest of his running gear, Candice flipped around the bed until her head was hanging just off the edge. As Jon stepped up to her, she guided his cock right between her lips and took him in until his balls were resting on her forehead.

Reaching back over her head, she used her hands to help Jon get into a rhythm of pumping his cock in and out of her throat. He fucked her mouth like for what felt like an hour when his balls began to tighten. Not knowing her, he didn’t want to just cum in her mouth. He started to pull back, but she grabbed at his thighs to keep him buried in her mouth. It only took a few more deep pumps for him to spill his seed down her throat.

She heard him moan as his orgasm hit and felt the warm salty taste of his cum wash down her throat. She swallowed it all and sucked at his cock pulling every drop from it until he could stand no more. She let him pull away leaving a trail of saliva mixed with cum across her face.

Jon unsteadily made his way to the bed and dropped down beside Candice. She squirmed around until they were lying face to face. His was still covered and damp with her juices and hers was streaked with his cum and saliva. They made quite the picture lying there.

She was the first to move. She reached for his cock that hadn’t gone completely soft. Wrapping her hand around it, she began to stroke it back to life. Jon flattened out his back as she stroked him. It wasn’t long before he was full hard under her careful manipulations. While still stroking him, she got to her knees and straddled his thighs.

She stayed there, straddling him for a few more minutes before raising her hips and lowering herself on his cock. He moaned as he penetrated her, but not quite as loudly as she did. She settled down on the full length of his cock. He laid back as she was in full control at this point. She slowly started riding up and down on his cock using her strong legs muscles.

Her pace picked up, and Jon moaned out loudly. Her pussy was contracting around his length with every movement she made. He had been ridden by numerous women, but he had never had one control the tightness of her vagina the way Candice was.

Candice was moaning as well as she rode Jon. He was only of average length but was nice and fat. It filled her up quite nicely. As her pace quickened even more, she leaned down, supporting herself with her hands on Jon’s chest. This allowed Jon to reach out for her nipples. He started playing with them, teasing them with rubs and pinches. This was driving Candice towards the edge.

Candice cried out, “I’m cumming!” She forced Jon deep inside of her and squeezed his cock tight. This, in turn, sent Jon over the edge. He released his second load of the day deep within her again. They both shook and moaned through their orgasms until they were both fully spent.

Finally, Candice released Jon’s cock from her pussy and laid down next to him again. They were quite the mess after running fifteen miles and having sex for an hour. They were both covered in sweat again, but from a totally different exercise.

Jon reached out and pulled her into him, hugging her close before asking, “Does this mean I get my date?”