There's nothing like a good run in or near the forest. In the forest, it's best. Lots of trees and plants, lots of oxygen, and that gets everything going so much better. You should try it if you have the opportunity. Even if you're not much of a runner.
*
Being the lucky one to have a forest near, I went out there to run quite often. The weather had to be piss-poor if it stopped me from feeding my addiction. Yes, you can get addicted to running. It's the chemical process in your head that gives you the buzz.
After a good run with a few friends, some of them girls with great shape (yes, that, not the running form, ha ha), we walked back to the cars. One of the girls said that she'd heard there were fairies in the woods. We all laughed at her, of course. Fairies only exist in fairy tales, and this was a real forest, not something dreamed up by a writer. She insisted that it was true, though.
"You wait. One day we'll be running here and then we'll run into fairies."
We left her to believe what she wanted. We'd done the run and that was the main thing for us. After most of the others had left, one of my running friends said he'd never want to run into any fucking fairies.
"They only distract you from your goals, boy, believe me on that," Bob said, clapping me on the shoulder. "Now get your ass home and have a shower. You're starting to smell."
I laughed and paid him the same compliment. It was true, though. I was indeed starting to smell bad.
I got home, took a shower, and went on with life until the next run.
*
That next run was a few days later, and I was going for it on my own. Everyone I had called had something else to do. A few of them were sorry to say no, because going for a jog in the forest was much better than what they had to do, but sometimes you just can't escape from social obligations. That was why I headed out on my own. I did that often, so it was fine.
I got out of the car and stretched a bit. As I did so, I thought of Charmaine's words about fairies. It made me laugh. She'd been so serious about them, as if she knew they existed.
All ready to go, I set my stopwatch and headed off. I took a trail I ran more often. It was a good one, with lots of twists and bumps. Good for stamina and agility, while building up strong knees and ankles. As long as you did it right.
At one point I stopped to drink something. Before going on, I said, "Well, fairies, if you're around, I'm here. Don't be shy, show yourselves!"
Of course, nothing happened except for some falling leaves hitting my face, and I finished my round in a very nice time. And yes, I was up for a shower too.
*
The weekend came, and we went running with a group of four. Two of the girls had joined us, Charmaine being one of them. I told her about the time I had invited the fairies to come and have a chat, but that none of them had shown up.
"Fairies don't work that way," Charmaine told me. "They're much more subtle."
"And you know that, how?"
"Hey guys, you keep talking fairies, okay. Nora and I are going, See what you want to do."
I was convinced Charmaine would drop the fairy subject and follow, but I was wrong.
"I know that," she said. "And if you're up for it, I am ready to show you." For a moment she seemed to be someone entirely different. "So?"
"Only if we can get some running done as well," I joked. She said we'd have to run a good stretch before she could prove her words to me, so I told her to lead the way.
It was a joy running behind her. She had great legs and a wonderful ass to look at. The trail made it hard to keep my eyes on her, but each glance was a win.
Suddenly she stopped and turned. She held out her arms and caught me, as I wasn't prepared for that. Colliding with her wasn't bad though. The feel of her boobs against my chest was something I'd like to keep for a while longer.
"We're here." Charmaine looked at me again. "You're sure, aren't you? There is still time to go back."
I had no idea what she had in mind, so I said I was sure. The view of her nipples pressing against the other side of her shirt was even more of a reason to be sure.
"Right. Hold my hand."
I took it, and she walked along over the trail. It was a bit too narrow for two people next to each other so we bumped into each other often. Not that I had a problem with that.
Suddenly she yanked at my hand, much harder than I would ever have given her credit for. We kind of stumbled into the bushes but, surprisingly, we didn't fall. I was too surprised to say anything until we stopped moving.
"What was that just now?"
"You said you wanted to see fairies, didn't you? You were sure..." Charmaine smiled, her nipples still requesting most of my attention. As she took off her shirt, my heart started pounding. And not only my heart.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Getting ready. And you should do so too." She continued taking off her running shorts. There was nothing beneath them but skin.
Damn, I thought at first. If I were to take my shorts off, she'd see my hard cock. A glance down told me that was already impossible to avoid. Feeling uncomfortable about all this, I took off my shirt, then pulled down my shorts. And there we stood, naked in the forest, only wearing our running shoes.
Charmaine bent over and put a gentle hand around my stiff cock. "Nice. I'm sure they'll like that."
"What? Who?" I'd assumed that she was going to let me fuck her. Her words didn't sound like that was going to happen.
Charmaine said nothing. She stood up again but held her hand where it was. "Come."
It was weird to be guided through the forest by a woman holding my cock, but in a strange way, it was exciting. This was so out of the ordinary that I just went along to see what would happen next. And I didn't have to wait very long.
*
We entered a small clearing. There was grass everywhere, flowers around the open space, and six women. Odd women. They were smaller than usual, all naked, and they all had very long hair. Not one of them had hair shorter than halfway down their back, and with most of them, it reached over their butt.