Ruby's Tale - Sex Stories

Ruby's Tale

... incredibly embarrassing somehow.

When we arrived at the track, my pussy was once again sloppy wet. Grandpa handed me a wet wipe and I cleaned the dildo before we headed for the track.

The stands at the stadium were riddled with men, some reading, some watching the runners.

“You younger girls usually have an escort to your exercise events. You’re always watched.” He gestured toward the track, “Two miles for today.” He headed for the stands to sit with some men he appeared to be friends with.

I turned to the track and watched the other girls my age, all dressed in the same white uniform, wet and panting. How long were they being made to run? Their hair was drenched; their white uniforms clinging to their bouncing breasts and erect nipples, showing everything through the wet white fabric as they jogged.

I fell in line and started running. The track looked like a ¼ mile, so I set my inner dial to eight laps and focused on my breathing. When I got half way around, I noticed the girls running through a series of what looked like water sprinklers on either side of the track that sprayed them from the neck down. That was why they were wet. When I went through, I noticed the pressure was fairly high and the water was freezing. I squealed as I was drenched with the water and my hair and face were splattered with droplets.

Now my athletic body was glistening with water and my white sports bra was wet and hugging my own hard nipples as my large tits bounced obscenely. ...

... My nipples were still sore and being hard and cold made them ache a little. I wondered if all the other girls were experiencing the same sensation.

When I finished my two miles, I exited the track and went to find Grandpa in the stands. He turned to me and smiled, “This is my Granddaughter, Ruby. She’ll be a first year in the fall.” The men eyed me up and down, focusing on my breasts and looking through my mesh shorts. Standing there, fully exposed in front of so many men was embarrassing. I had never been ogled so much in my life and I felt myself blush.

One of the men spoke to my Grandpa, “I haven’t seen pubic hair in quite a while, you gonna wait to have her waxed?”

“I was thinking of waiting, we’ll see.”

Waxed? I wasn’t going to have ANY pubic hair?

“Well, before you have it done, someone should enjoy it, don’t you think?”

Grandpa stood up and gestured to me that we were leaving, “We’ll see, Josh.”

I was shivering by the car when Grandpa unlocked it for me and watched me lower myself onto the dildo before shutting me in. My nipples ached and my skin felt cold, despite the exercise.

“You’re a good runner. Next time we’ll push it to three miles.” Grandpa headed for home, glancing now and then at my grimacing face as I was impaled on the dildo. I can’t be sure, but I think he hit some potholes deliberately on the way back to watch me bounce and to see my face when the dildo slammed into me.

When we got inside, Grandpa gestured toward the kitchen, ...