The bike ride

The bike ride

It was a cool evening. The perfect evening for a bike ride. I put on my biker shorts, sports bra that snaps in front and a comfy t-shirt. I grabbed my helmet and bike and loaded them onto the back of my little SUV. Heading towards the trail I was wishing my friend Sandra were with me. I have a buddy system but since she wasn’t home, I thought Oh, what the hell. It’s a beautiful day and plenty of daylight left.

I park my Sportage at the park and quickly unload my bike. I check the tires and brakes and put on my helmet and off I go! The breeze feels so good! I am flying since I have no one to pace with and I feel like a kid again. I must have ridden about 8 miles when I realize just how thirsty I really am. I remembered my bottled water and find a place to pull off the trail to sit in the cool grass and the shade of a tree to drink my still cold water.

Being such a cool day, I hadn’t perspired at all so I doused myself with a bit of the water and laid back for a moment in the shade to rest my body and take in Mother Nature. I was so floating when I heard footsteps coming my way. I shot up and prepared to hop onto my bike for a quick get away.

Well, much to my surprise I recognize the tall, dark handsome drink of a man walking my way. It’s the guy that worked on my car back in December. We had a little romp on that occasion in his garage in the back seat of an old Chevy. I got wet just thinking about that fling of ours and lo and behold, here he is just like an answer to a prayer!

He plops down next to me and smiles his most beautiful smile ever. I squirm a bit and say “Hi” We have a little small talk, the weather, how you been and such. He says that he remembers our last encounter and why hadn’t I called him like he asked? I told him that I wasn’t sure if he was serious or just being polite. To that he took my face into his hands and made me look him in the eyes. “I meant EVERYTHING that day sweetie!” OK, now I am embarrassed and I lower my eyes. At this he puts his arm around me and says that he completely understands. I probably thought he was just another schmuck.

“No!” I say. “It’s just that everything happened so fast and furious that I wasn’t sure what to do.” With that he laid me back into the cool clean grass and began to caress my face first, with his fingers and then his lips. I was falling and falling fast! I ran my hands through his dark curly hair and opened my mouth to his hungry lips and we kissed. His hands lingered at my throat and traced it’s way to my t-shirt.

With the expertise of a mechanic he quickly found the latch to my bra and set the girls free. His mouth was so hot on my nipples and they hardened at the touch. I rose to meet him and let out a moan of pleasure and encouragement. I love the way he handled me. Strong and gentle at the same time and so precise! It wasn’t long until his hands found their way south and my tiny biker shorts were no obstacle obviously.

He had his way with me under my shorts and he was rough and very to the point. He quickly found my clit and was rubbing it until I thought it would burst! Just when I thought I would scream, he found the source of my wetness and without hesitation inserted not one but two fingers in so deep that it took away my breath!

I was so hot and had no idea whether or not we could be seen by any passersby. I think that it was this concept that made it all the more exciting. After about 5 minutes of his pounding my pussy with his hand I came…Oh lord did I come! He rolled me on top of him and blatantly whipped out his cock. Right there in broad daylight! I was shocked and pleased at the same time. It was the beautiful cock I remembered back at the garage in December. I wasted no time and quickly impaled myself with his love pole. O dear gawd how I love this moment of intercourse. That first moment of penetration! I slowly rocked back and forth and began a series of squeezes as if milking the life from his penis. I swear his eyes rolled back into his head. “Oh yeah! That’s the pussy I remember!” I began to slide myself up and down and rode him like a pony.

I swear I felt his cock all the way to my belly button! He felt so good and he spoke so dirty to me. “Ride my cock baby…Damn that’s good…Fuck me please…yes, yes, yes!” “I love your pussy baby…I want to eat you when I’m done.” Well, all of this talk made me come all the sooner and I took him with me. We came so hard and at the moment of climax he grabbed my hips and held me down so hard onto his cock…I felt the explosion inside me and I had to stifle a scream so I bit him instead. I got a piece of him and clamped so tight. He loved it! He bucked like a rodeo bull and if he hadn’t been holding me so tight I probably would have been tossed off!

We lay there like that for a long time and just felt the earth move below us and the wind above us. “Promise you’ll call me when you get home this time?” “Yes, I promise.”

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    fuck off

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