Stumped

Stumped

I'm not a fast runner, not at all. However, I do run at a local track. It's pretty quiet unless it's getting close to summer and the kids are training for the end of school events. Besides that, it's like track usually is, just the most determined are there training solo. So there I was, by myself, headphones on, trying not to vomit out a lung from my latest effort. I'm a 'weekend warrior' and it sucks and being closer to forty than thirty sucks. But I continue to push it, avoid injuries, and have seen my times go down. I take a bit more time to recover but I like it a lot.

She arrived about midway through my practice. She took the other bench for her stuff so I simply nodded as I walked back past her from the end of the 100. She was in a tracksuit but there was something odd going on with her shoes. I let her do her own thing and went back to my bench to try to recover enough to go again. As she pulled off her bottoms, I saw that she did have something different happening with her shoes and more so with her legs. She was a double amputee below the knees. I tried to focus on my music and my own recovery but when she brought out her running blades, I was locked in. Fucking cool. If you have to be missing pieces of your body, at least you can have cool prosthetics. I must have been staring as I could hear her over my music.

"What the fuck are you looking at, asshole?"

I was a bit stunned and pulled my earbuds out.

"Sorry, what?"

"You've been staring at me for the last two minutes. What the fuck do you want?"

"Oh, sorry. Those blades are super cool. I was just watching you put them on as I haven't seen them in person."

She stared at me for a minute. I assumed she was trying to make up her mind as to whether I was telling her the truth or not, I suspect.

"I'd rather have my feet and calves."

"I'd guess so but you have to make due with what you get, right?"

I supposed she was expecting pity.

"Fuck, I guess so."

"I'm John when I am not staring at medical devices."

I tried a smile and nod to show I was mostly harmless.

"Lindsay."

"Those are really cool. Are you sprinting tonight? I'm going to watch if you are. Not trying to be creepy but I doubt I will see anyone with those again."

"Yeah, it's a relaxed day though with some sprints and recovery. You very fast?"

"I doubt I'm at your level."

We compared some times I found that I was a couple of seconds slower than she was over a few distances.

"After you get a good look, I could use someone to chase down."

"I better rest then."

She warmed up and bounced down the track. It was almost surreal seeing her in person and the sound of the blades on the surface was incredible.

She was a pretty woman. I'd guess she was twenty five or twenty six, short dark hair, short distance runner's body. Other than her blades, I couldn't see much else different about her.

She was well warmed up when she spoke to me again.

"How about I give you five steps then I go for the first try?"

"Sounds good."

I took my mark, waited for her starting device to beep, and took off for all I was worth. She caught me half way to the 60 metre line and I was watching her decelerate to a stop as I crossed the line.

"Damn. You sure about those times, Lindsay?"

I tried to say more but the breathing came hard.

"Well, I might have fudged a bit just to see what you'd do. I'm glad you gave it your all. I'd have been pissed if you 'went easy' on me."

I had mostly recovered by the time we walked back to the benches.

"So how fast are you really then?"

"Para Olympics fast."

"No shit."

"No shit. I'm training for the next one actually. I plan to medal."

"Cool."

"Where's your coach? I'd have thought you'd be with a coach for most training?"

She was quiet with that question.

"Sorry if that's too personal."

"Yeah, I was dating my coach and we broke up. It's why I moved back here to stay with my sister. I'm on my own till the team finds me someone close enough to me to work with. Most is video now looking at technique."

"Well, let me know if you need any help with anything. I'm certainly not much of a runner or coach but I can use a camera or set up blocks."

"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind."

We finished up the night on dusk. She went her way, I went mine.

It was a couple of days before I made it to the track again due to work.

"Hey, John, back for a rematch?"

Lindsay was already there. She had on a competition suit so I knew she was going to be focused on fast tonight. She looked fucking hot, too.

"I see you have a need... A need for speed."

She looked at me blankly.

"Movie quote? Top Gun?"

"Oh right, good one."

Sometimes I am funny, sometimes not so much.

I warmed up and got ready to do some running.

"Mind helping me get some fast starts in? Maybe do a few between your runs?"

"I am in."

"Stand behind me with my phone. I have an audio file of the starting commands that we use on it. Press play and let me sprint."

"I think I can handle that."

What I had a hard time handling was her positioning herself in the blocks in her competition suit. She was well muscled and her ass looked fantastic sticking up high in the air. The suit had pulled into her crack and she was showing she was all woman. I made sure the volume was set on high, pressed play on the audio, and braced the blocks for her. She exploded out of the blocks like nothing I have ever seen before. Ten steps later, she was stopped and heading back.

"What a reaction!"

She looked pleased at my thoughts on her start.

"Thanks, I have been working hard on that one. Can we do one more before you run?"

"Racer ready?"

She smiled and assumed her position.

"Could you move the left foot block back one click?"

She was in position and pulled her left leg a bit forward to allow me to get to the block adjustment. When I looked up to confirm the movement, I could see her suit hid nothing from view. Lindsay looked back at me through her legs.

"Thanks, John, that's a perfect position now."

It certainly was.

We did two more repeats before I hit my first sprint. She gave me a few good pointers about what I could do to improve and I came back to help her practice her starts. Previously, she had tugged her suit out of her crack but now she just left it hiked up. I wasn't going to complain as it showed off her full glute development. Her sweat made the rest of the light grey suit more translucent as well, adding to the show.

"How does my start position look, John?"

"Looks fine from here."

"Hips are good?"

"Hips are very good."

There's just something about a lean woman showing off. She looked great and really showed off everything she had to me.

We sat and relaxed and she hit me with quite a question.

"John do you find it gross that I don't have full legs?"

"No, you more than make up for it with the rest of your body."

"Any chance you might like to take me home and fuck me?"

"Yes."

We packed up quickly and took my car to my place. I had a small house on a quiet street. It was clean and tidy. She asked to shower first. I waited while she washed up and regained her confidence. I had mine next so I smelled good for her.

"It's been eight months since I have had sex."

Duly noted.

"If things get weird, just let me know."

"I'm going to take off my prosthetics now. Is this too weird?"

"No, just let me know if you need me to do something."

"Just put that big cock in me, John."

She lay on her back in missionary position. It was unusual seeing half shins and no feet but the rest of her was near perfection. From strong thighs to a toned belly to perky tits, she was great.

"Take it easy to start... Please."

I went down on her to start, her nervousness quickly dissipating as I tongued her trim pussy lips. As my tongue danced around, her legs opened wider and wider.

"Ohhhhh, that's good. So good..."

I didn't rush her at all. I kept the pressure on her feeling her excitement rise and fall as I focused on different areas. When I thumbed her tiny lips apart and licked deep inside, she shuddered and rotated her hips giving me more access. I kept flicking my tongue deep in her as I worked my way up to her clit. I knew that my light touches had made her twitch so knew my tongue would do much more. I licked her nub from bottom to top and back down again bringing her to a raging climax.

"What did you do to me, John... Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss"

I was unable to answer as she had wrapped her thighs and calves around my head and buried my face inside. It was hard to breathe but I kept up my licking riding her through the orgasm. They were strong thighs and the pressure was immense as she squeezed me during her pleasure. She bucked repeatedly then let my head go.

She simply lay there beside me.

"What was that?"

"What do you mean?"

"What did you do to me?"

"Something good I hope?"

"I thought I was going to pass out, that's what."

"Oh that's good then!"

"No one's treated me like a woman since I lost my legs."

Her tears were running freely now.

"It's like I became something else."

"Well, you are all woman to me... Well, maybe seven eights of a woman?"

She was doubled with laughter.

"No one ever teases me about missing my legs other than the other girls I run with."

"Well, if you can't laugh about it you have to take it seriously."

We lay there for a bit. She was pure toned body at rest. She looked fantastic and rested and was spread out in my bed. It was a great day for sure.

"How about you? Let's get that cock inside me."

She was around and sucked on me before I could answer. I rose quickly to the occasion and moved to be on top of her. Legs wide apart, her pussy was wet and ready. I pushed the tip of my penis into her and let her relax around it before pushing forward a bit more. I put about half in before stopping to let her relax a bit more.

"Oh, that's nice, John."

I felt her legs wrap and her calves dig into my ass as she pulled me forward. In a moment, I was balls deep in this gorgeous athlete.

"Oh, so deep, so deep."

I pushed back against her calves and started to stroke. I pulled about an inch out and pushed it all back in knowing she was out of practice. I reached down to jiggle her clit with my thumb and felt her legs clamp down on me.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I sped up the pace of both my thrusts and my light rubs on her clit. She moved in time with me, lifting her hips off the bed and pressing into me.

"I want you on your hands and knees, Lindsay. I saw you in the blocks and just about yanked your shorts down to take you there and then in that position."

I felt her clench on me as she neared another orgasm. I pulled out and let her get in doggy position then drove my cock back in. Her gasp was loud and honest. She threw her head back and pushed her hips into me. I grabbed on either side of her hips and pulled her tight against me as well. She had her knees wide apart and gave me full access. I started my stroke squeezing her hip flesh at the end of each penetration.

"Fuck me, John, fuck me hard."

As she asked for it, she got it. I sped up my fucking to a hard and fast pace. As I moved my hands around, I tickled her back hole with my index finger. She came on my cock instantly when I did that.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."

I figured she liked that so spit on her asshole and worked my finger in. She was writing with pleasure as I did this making a soft moaning and humming sound as I did. I pounded her pussy faster as I did this but continued to wiggle my finger into her ass.

"Finger that dirty fuck hole, John."

She came again as she said that dropping down to the bed with another shudder.

"You want me to get some lube and stick my cock in there, Lindsay?"

"Oh fuck, please, fuck me in the ass."

I grabbed the lube from the bathroom and lubed my cock as I walked back to the bedroom. She was in the same position as I left her only with her thighs wider apart. I traced my finger from mound to the top of her crack before pulling it off her body and squirting lube on it. I worked it into her hole and put another squeeze right on her pucker to work in. With two fingers, I lubed and opened her hole for my cock.

"Just fuck me hard, John, just fuck it right in."

I lined up with her still lying on the bed.

"All the way in in one stroke."

And I did.

She showed her love of ass play as before I made it half way in she was already mid orgasm. She like some pressure and pain in the back end. I made it balls deep and started to pound her. She was like a rag doll under me bouncing along with each penetration. I did full long strokes and kept her in a state of near orgasm for most of the ride.

"I'm getting close..."

"Cum in my ass, John, blow it in me."

I did as she asked.

My orgasm was long and hard leaving a large amount of cum in here. She used her ring to milk my cock completely leaving me fully drained when I pulled out.

We showered together afterward as I found a solid stool for her to sit on. She told me she had simply sat in the stall before we fucked so this was a nice change. What was better was the fact her mouth was at a perfect height for her to tease me more. That led to a long shower and a full display of her oral skills.

We broke off earlier then either wanted as she had to get home to her sister's place before she started to worry. I drove her back to get her car.

"John, I want to see you again. Can this be more than a one time fuck?"

"I can't wait."

She departed with a kiss and a hug leaving me to wonder what was coming next.