BIKE RACE
Each time she pushed with her legs, she felt the pressure
decrease
on her pussy. The movements had been continuous for some
time
now. The control was all hers. The rhythm of the movements
she
was making were driving her crazy. She pumped faster, drove
her
body higher.
It was a perfect fit between her legs, allowing both her
pussy and
her clit to feel the effects of her movement. She was so wet
that
she almost lost control as she slid across it. She had known
it
would be good before she started. Even though she knew she
could
lose control, she still did it.
Her body welcomed it's hardness. The narrow tip with
the body
that widened toward the base seemed to conform to her receptive
pussy. She could feel every inch of it as her legs seemed
to
cradle it and guide it toward her cunt.
Her legs were pumping faster now, taking her toward the
finish.
She knew she was going to cum again, soon. Bending forward,
she
felt the change on her pussy, felt the hardness as it rubbed
her
clit. Her breathing was getting faster. With each push
of her
legs she felt the movement of it away from her pussy and then
the
ecstasy as it's hardness crashed back into her, pushing
between
the lips of her cunt. She sensed the finish coming near and
worked harder to get there, to CUM.
Her body exploded in another orgasm just as she finished.
Her
legs stopped pumping as she coasted to a stop. She had won
the
bike race. Her body had won also. The rubbing of the seat
against
her pussy had rewarded her throughout the race with orgasms.
Her
body was so wet from sweat that no one would ever know why
she
liked bike racing so much.
She looked over and saw him standing there. she knew his
cock
would be hard, waiting for her. He knew the effect these
races
had on her. He was the reason her legs were so strong. It would
not be long now, before she was sitting on top of him, feeling
his
cock slide between the lips of her pussy. It would feel so
much
better then the bike seat.
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