Meet Me on the Track (Patreon)
Late at night there was no one around. No one to bother you or cause distractions. Just you and the track. These were the words that kept going through the mind of a lone runner that was practicing on the track. Despite it being so very late, she wasn't to be deterred. It was the best time in her opinion, it was at the perfect time that it was just her and the rubber beneath her feet.
The track was set indoors, which afforded it to be about one-eighth mile in circumference. There, huge overhead lights that were barely on which set an amber glow around the field. In the very middle of the track were various sport sets ups. Pole vault, triple jump, and long jump were out and ready to be used. Spring was in full swing and track meets were quickly coming on. Needless to say, the pressure everyone was feeling was pretty heavy.
The girl had just completed her second mile and was checking her watch for the time. She had completed her rounds in just under ten minutes and she was panting hard. Her entire form was encased in the short, white fur of a common house cat, her body lithe and strong. She wore a binder that kept her already small breasts firmly to her chest, and below the waist she had on a pair of very tight fitting spandex shorts.
She was panting hard as she walked over to the nearby bench that had her dufflebag and spare clothes. She had reached inside to grab at her water bottle when a voice came to her ears.
"Jeez, you never give up, do you, Shelly?" It was a cheerful and friendly tone, its owner a young, female jackalope that was wearing a dark blue track suit with a white stripe down the middle. On her breast was their college's insignia, a large "R" embolden with white and sapphire. She had a similarly snow colored fur, but the near perfect landscape was marked with big, gray splotches.
"Nikki!" The feline said after swallowing back a big swig of her drink. "I'm glad you were able to make it! I'm sorry it's so late but there's no other time that would have worked and this thing is really important," she explained as the other came up closer. The jackalope girl wasn't into the same events as her friend, instead going the route of discus, shotput, and javelin throwing. She wasn't thin, instead having a build that afforded larger breasts and a bit more softness on her hips. Her thighs and arms were well-toned, however, just what her events called for.
"That's fine, no worries," Nikki said and waved her paw dismissively. "You excited for tomorrow?" she added, meaning the first really big track meet of the season that she was also slated to be in. The cat paused for a moment as if stricken by fear and cleared her throat nervously.
"Yeah about that..." Shelly said and took another deep swig of her bottle as if she was stalling to think of something to say. The other blinked in confusion and quirked her brow. She had never seen her friend like this before, usually the feline was so charismatic and confident that she never let anything stop her from speaking her mind. For a moment Nikki thought that she might be in trouble and was needing some help, something that the jackalope was more than happy to spring into action for.
The house cat took a deep breath after she brought the bottle away from her lips. "You know how the big meet tomorrow is...you know...really big?" she asked and leaned a little closer.
"Uh huh," Nikki murmured, perplexed.
"And how thirty other schools are gunna be around?"
"Uh huh."
"Well..." Shelly swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "I need you to help me relax. I can't get to sleep because I'm so nervous and there's only one way to fix me."
"Uh, okay, sure," the other girl said and glanced around at the massively empty insides of the track. "How can I help?"
"I need you to..." Shelly bit her bottom lip and she scrounged for the courage to say the next thing. "I need you to eat me out." The words caught Nikki so far off guard that she gave a surprised laugh, at first seeing it as a joke but when she saw that the other's expression didn't change she quickly lost her humor.
"What, like oral sex?" the asked, still baffled by the situation.
"Mhmm," the feline replied, still biting her lip and holding an apologetic expression. She hated how awkward this whole situation was, but it was for the best.
"Uhm," the jackalope said as a smirk began to draw over her lips. The two had known each other for about a year now and were often known to hang out. In that time it had been revealed that Nikki was a lesbian but as far as she knew, Shelly was straight. The fact that she was asking something as outlandish as this and being serious about it was extremely amusing. And considerably charming. "Hmm, all right, fine. But you'll owe me!" she said with a chuckle and crossed her arms over her chest. The feline looked instantly relieved.
"Fine! No problem at all. We'll be quick, I promise," the other girl said with a smile and brought her paws down to her spandex shorts and hooked her thumbs into the elastic sides. This was another thing that took a second or two to register for Nikki, but her eyes eventually went wide with shock as she watched Shelly push her bottoms, panties and all, down to her ankles in one fluid motion. At first the jackalope thought to avert her eyes, as if this was some sort of locker room situation, but instead she did a quick 360 scan of their surroundings to see if anyone was around to catch them. There of course wasn't.
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