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I wasn't expecting it at all but when a friend request appeared from Lisa I didn't hesitate to accept it. Ten minutes went by before my messenger popped up with a generic "hi." I replied the same and after a brief and polite exchange with the girl who had pissed on me two weeks ago, another bike ride was organized.

Anticipation was high by the time I jumped on my bike and took the five-minute ride to Lisa's house, I was struggling to keep things under control in those tight lycra pants so fashionable in the cycling world as Lisa greeted me at her door.

The exchanges were so very normal, so very friendly, it was as if two friends were meeting again and in many ways, this was correct. Except Lisa had pissed on me!

We took the same ride as before and once again I'd managed to ride behind her so I could take in the view of her ample arse and see her obvious panty lines beneath those cycling tights. Lisa had her gilet on, but that struggled to hide her curves. As I rode I tried in my head to decide if she was a D cup. I doubted she was an E but the mind game was entertaining as I watched those cheeks and wondered if or when she was going to soak me again.

All the time I was mentally going through all the potential connotations of the day I noticed every time she drank from her water bottle knowing that at some time, it had to be released. The thought occurred to me that I was becoming obsessed, obsessed with Lisa's hot wet piss. I wanted it, I wanted her and I was hoping she didn't know that (I think).

We'd been riding at a fair pace and the temperature was fair so sweat was an issue as we took our first stop. Lisa had stopped at the bench, the very same bench where she had straddled me and pissed on me.

"Weather's better today, no chance of rain." She said, catching her breath before sitting down, unzipping her gilet to reveal a tight top, body-hugging her ample tits.

I was struggling with this, struggling to understand her complete lack of reference to our previous experience. How can you piss on someone and seemingly ignore it? To me, it made no sense as I sat next to her and commented, in an effort to bring the subject up, that it was unlikely to be as wet as last time.

Lisa smiled "I don't know, we've still got a way to go yet."

She stood up and bent over as if to tie her lace, her arse was in full view as I studied closely those panty lines and told myself she was doing this on purpose.

She removed her gilet and pushed it into my rucksack. She didn't ask if it was ok, she just did it. Without speaking, she jumped on her bike and rode off leaving me to hurriedly catch up.

Twenty minutes later we arrived at the pub. Lisa sat down on the seats outside, too warm to go indoors. I brought the drinks out to her before sitting opposite her to admire her blond hair and Scandinavian looks.

"Remember Jo, from work, used to be a secretary?" Lisa asked, after a long cooling drink. I asked if it was the same Joanne who looked incredibly young, despite being in her early forties. Lisa smiled before agreeing and confirming it was her.

It was then that Lisa delivered the bomb.

"I mentioned to her that you seemed to like me pissing on you, judging by the effect it had on your cock. She was very curious as she's getting fed up of always dressing like a little school girl for everyone else’s fantasy and fancied trying something a little more dominant. I said I'd ask you if you were in any way interested?" Lisa smiled as she judged my reaction and waited for my reply.

Lisa had me in knots. The casual way in which she referred to this confused me as I stuttered out my obvious agreement to her question.

"Good! I'll let her know."

She put down her empty glass and once again rode off, leaving me to drain my glass and cycle quickly to catch her, my head spinning with the content of the conversation we'd just had.

We returned the same way down the straight river bank until we arrived at "our" bench. Lisa stopped and sat down. It was a boring Tuesday; no-one around and the weather warm. She looked left and right, there was not a soul to be seen.

I was just about to ask her a little bit more about Joanne, like what she wanted, what she'd asked for but I didn’t get the chance before Lisa told me to sit down. Lisa threw her leg over me and straddled me again, just as she had before, her tits inches from my face, her hands clasped together behind my neck.

"You'd better not let me down, with Jo I mean!"

I never had an opportunity to reply before I felt her hot piss soaking into my trousers. Her eyes locked onto mine as she smiled at me. My hands rested on her hips, she was treating me so badly and I loved every minute of it.

She moved closer as she whispered in my ear, "Good boy, I know you like it."

Her hot piss had soaked me and my cock bulged in its tight restraint as Lisa stood up. She looked around, there was no one about.

"Stand up, turn your back to me," she commanded. I, of course, complied as I felt her hot piss soaking into my tight trousers.

A minute or so had passed, I'd heard what sounded like Lisa getting undressed, or was that what I'd hoped? She told me to turn around again and I faced her, fully dressed apart from her sweaty, pissy white knickers she had hanging off her fingertip.

She smiled and stood inches in front of me, lifting her knickers to my face. Her hand stroked my bulging cock through my trousers before she issued her next command, "Open your mouth."

Her hand firmly grasped my cock as my mouth opened, she slid her hand down my trousers as she pushed her knickers into my mouth.

Lisa began wanking my cock, looking at me, smiling as her flavours flooded my mouth. I knew I wasn't going to last very long as her skilled hand worked on my shaft. I reached out to her tits but her other hand slapped me away before it pushed my mouth shut.

The taste of Lisa's sweet wet knickers and her obvious cock handling skills proved too much as I emptied my load in my trousers, on Lisa's hand. She held my gaze, smiling all the time as she milked the last of my cum from me. Her clean hand removed the knickers from my mouth although her taste remained.

She released my cock and presented her cum covered hand to my face.

I knew what I was to do as I shut my eyes and licked my cum off her hand.

I heard Lisa laugh. "Good boy, I don't think you'll disappoint Jo."

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My name is Vikram and I live in Chennai. I am 26 years old. My email id is wrote a story previously called “Brindha and me” in ISS. I love ISS. This is my second story. This happened a couple of days before 2008 diwali, and as such buses are crowded during that time. I was on my way from Pondicherry to Chennai. I took the bus around 8pm. The bus was not packed, but there was no empty seat in sight, so i had to stand. Suddenly the bus halted at one of the stops, and i was amazed to see about...

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Little Letme Rideurwood

Little Letme Rideurwood- Sam DarquesiedDancing shadows played on the forest floor as Little Letme Rideurwood pranced and skipped through the woods. She had turned eighteen that day, and her years of seclusion were now over as she eagerly headed to grandmother?s house for the arranged match to the boy from Gottlotts. Little Letme?s isolation had kept her innocent, na?ve, and pure, the only acceptable pairing that a rich boy from Gottlotts would consider. Grandmothers from the poor village of G...

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Brideprice

your head hums with a dull roar of pain as you blearily open your eyes... seeing only gray and brown, then closing your eyes against the sudden light... you try to shut out the room you see revealed as the curtain over the window above your bed(it IS a bed isnl't it ?) is pulled back and you wake to the ache of a dull medicated sleep... only to feel your chin gripped in a strong hand and a chiding voice telling you to" open your eyes so the gents could see them... " you feel the weight of...

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OUT FOR A RIDE

Sean didn't like it when his sister Karen broke-up with a guy. Karen wasn't known for picking great guys to begin with and she was the type who always had to be attached to someone. When she wasn't she was known for making bad decisions and being, well, flighty. So when she called Sean on a cloudy Saturday and told him that she was going on a mountain bike ride in a local National Forest by herself, he tried to talk her out of it. Karen and Sean were the last two members of their family to...

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Hot Ride

  Sometimes I fill the tank jump in my starship and just drive. I’d open the ships computer grid map and circle in on the planet I wanted to visit. Then I’d home in on a local town and start my venture. I’ve been in some serious shit and I owe my self a little R&R. I sometimes let the computer set a course for me towards some planet like Jamedra or Thrae. It didn’t matter where. The computer pointed, I just went until the tank ran on almost empty and filled it back up when I got there. Then I...

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One Long Airplane Ride

My wife had been gone for four years. She didn’t die she “wanted her freedom” so she divorced me, took all she wanted of her things (which was practically nothing), and headed southwest with a strange, long haired, dark skinned younger guy she had met at the gym...and that’s enough of that story. After she was gone I fretted for a while and then started to make some changes which would help me adjust to being alone. First, I went on a binge to rid my life of reminders of her. Along the way I...

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The Worlds First Futa 05 Futas Public Delights 1 Futas First Wild Ride

Chapter One: Futa's First Wild Ride By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 Before the cheering studio audience, the host interviewing about my life for the last hour, was lost to her lusts. The sexy, caramel-skinned Amelia, pushed me down on the couch we were sitting upon. I didn't fight her, my futa-dick throbbing so hard against my dress. “Oh, Becky,” she groaned, her perfectly coiffed, brown hair spilling about the wild passion of her features. She had that delightful,...

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You must be 18 to ride this ride

An early adventure of mine: You must be 18 to ride this ride.I received an email recently from a fan of my stories on here. In it, he asked me what age was too young to fuck me. He also wanted to know why. I wrote back telling him one must be of age to ride this ride. By age, I mean 18 years old at least. I wrote him back telling him also why.I know I am a slut and will fuck anyone is what your thinking. Well, I am a slut and I will tease any age boy or girl. However, you have to be 18 for me...

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MY CAR BREAKS DOWN AND TRUCKERS GIVE ME A RIDE

My name is Jessica. I’m a fairly attractive, early-30’s single woman, about 5’6” tall, with a very nice body – my big 38D tits are my most impressive feature – a slim waist and 35” hips complete the package. As you can imagine, I had no trouble getting plenty of attention on my beach vacation. So, after 5 days of fun-filled drunkenness and debauchery in Miami, I packed my bag and headed back toward St. Louis, taking the scenic back roads through Florida and Georgia. I hadn’t given myself much...

3 years ago
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The Gift 4 The Ride

Tasha tossed back and forth in bed, restless after waking up from the naughtiest dream featuring the Whitings. Feeling moist between the legs and very horny, she turned to Brian, who was still asleep in bed next to her. If he only knew how she became a complete and total whore for the Whitings; the things she had done with them and to them, things that she had never done with him. There were moments she thought about sharing her secret affair with Brian, but hesitated. Would he understand her...

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The Ride

“If you could sleep with any of my friends, with no fear of me getting mad, who would it be?” she asked. "There’s nobody I want more than you,” he replied. “No fair,” she said.  “It’s a hypothetical question, babe, I’m not giving you permission. I just want to see if you say who I think you will say.” “You’re right, it’s not fair,” he replied. “You’re my wife and if I answer it at all then that means I’ve actually thought about it, which I haven’t. It’s never going to happen, I’m only...

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2 years ago
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New Neighbours Part 1 The Bike Ride

The new family that had moved into the road had caused quite a stir in their first few days. Their old car didn't really fit in with the expensive German cars parked outside the houses in the street. The loud party they'd held on their first night had broken the silence in the usually quiet and tranquil neighbourhood. And the way they dressed was certainly something the mainly older residents weren't used to seeing.Mikey and his wife Sarah went across the road with their three-year-old daughter...

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A Country Ride

It was a hot sunny August day and I was getting ready to go for a bike ride, my names Richard and I’m a keen cyclist, I belong to a local cycling club and we meet weekly to go for long rides, today however I was going out alone I didn’t know where I was going or for how long I would be out I was just going to ride and see where I ended up.When I’m cycling I wear black lycra tights and they are skintight leaving nothing to the imagination, I was naked and pulled my tights on, my penis was semi...

2 years ago
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The Ride

The Ride. It was a perfect morning for a bike ride. A little hazy cloud to take out the full brightness of the sun. Early enough in the year, for it not to be too hot, in full leathers. As he pulled on his own leathers the sensation of the leather on his skin and the thought of what she would look like in hers was enough to make his manhood grow slightly. The sensation was enhanced when is trousers were done up increasing the pressure on his lazily growing dick and restricting its movements....

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