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First, let me give you a description of where this occurs. The bicycle shop is in an
affluent community in a suburb of Los Angeles. It is a rectangular building, with a
display area up front for new bikes and accessories. It has a repair and assembly area
in the rear, with a separate room alongside the showroom, where the new bikes are
stored in cartons, and backstock. Out in back, there is a parking lot. The parking lot is at
a higher level than the store, so it has a little set of concrete steps to come down to the
rear entrance. Also in the rear of the store, there is a chain link cage, where bikes that
were repaired, but as yet unclaimed, are kept. The cage extends slightly into the parking
lot, and has a gate that locks, and comes down next to the steps. There is a back door from
the repair area to the rear cage. There is a chain link gate next to the rear door as well.
There is also a rear door that opens onto the store, where the rest room, and display area
for cycling apparel is situated. The rest room is small, just a toilet and wash basin, and has
a little window with old style little glass panel louvers that opens to the rear of the store,
just to the side of the rear store entrance.
I am the mechanic for the store, and am nineteen years of age. I have a very pretty young
girlfriend, and live nearby in a rented studio apartment. The Store Manager is a middle
age man, and he is a fairly large man, 6'2”, but in very good shape, because he often rides
his bicycle to work. I am 5'8”, and in very good shape, having been a swimmer all through
High School, and was training hard to begin competing in bicycle races.
It all started one fine summer day. I was working all alone, because the Manager had to be
somewhere, but it was no big deal. I had worked the store alone before. I was in the back,
working on a bike, but I had a good view of the front of the store, because there were
mirrors all along the wall, which gave me a clear view of the entire store.
In walked a pretty little girl, and she walked right up to the front of the store, and began to
look around. She then turned around, came around the end of the counter, and walked
right up to me. She asked me if Frank, the Manager, was there. When I told her no, she
seemed really disappointed. She asked me my name, and I in return asked her what her
name was. She said “Pammy. What's yours?' I said “Steve.” She kinda looked around,
then said, “When will Frank be back?” I told her “Tomorrow. He had to go to a meeting.”
She was looking down at her feet, kinda twisting around, pivoting one one foot. She then
said, “Well, since Frank isn't here, will you play with me?”
I remembered seeing her at the store a couple of days before, and Frank had been out back
with her, but I really didn't pay any attention. I figured she was the daughter of a friend
of his, or something. Let me describe what she looked like. A small girl, slim of build,
with short blonde hair, cut with bangs, and barely falling to her shoulders. She was
wearing a pretty yellow sundress, and white sandals. Blue eyes, and a slight summer
tan. Pretty smile, with very white teeth, and light pink lips.
I asked her what she wanted to play. She got all excited when I asked her that. She asked
me “So you're gonna play with me then? Cool!” I told her “Sure, but what do you want to
play? I don't really have any toys here.” She said “We can play a game, like Frank showed
me. C'mon!” She grabbed my hand, and started to lead me out back. When we got to the
open gate, she stopped. It was then that I saw the other girl, sitting on the steps. I looked
at her, and she smiled a big smile. She was very cute. About the same age I guess, seven,
with long dark hair, and a darker tan than Pammy. She was also wearing a summer dress,
white cotton, and similar white sandals to Pammy. I said “Hello, who have we here?” She
smiled real big again, and I marveled at what a beautiful face she had. Pretty green eyes,
smooth features, and slim build. Pammy pipes up saying, “Oh. This is my bestest friend,
Rachel. Rachel, this is Steve. Say hi!” She looks at me all shy, and says “Hi.” As I look at
her, I see that she has very lovely legs. Pammy drops my hand, and turns to face me. She
tells me “Frank picks me up, so I can swing from the top of the gate. Lift me up!' I see that
she is talking about the steel pipes that frame the chain link fence and gate. She looks at
me, then up at the silver pipe. She lifts up her arms, in anticipation of grasping on to the
pipe. I reach with both my hands under her arms, and lift her up. I was surprised how light
she was. She grabs on, swings back and forth just a couple of times, lifting her legs up and
out in front of her. I can see up her dress, glimpsing yellow cotton panties. She then stops
swinging, and drops down to the concrete ground. “That's not how Frank picks me up.
You have to pick me up from here!” she reaches her hand down to her crotch, and cups her
pussy. I was thinking to myself “Wow. Frank has been playing some naughty games with
this little girl.!” As she stands in front of me, grabbing her crotch, I look around to see if
anyone is watching. It's pretty secluded there, with thick hedges along the rear alley,
obscuring the view from the rear of the houses, and below street level, with the retaining
walls of the parking lot further blocking the view. I, however, had a great view, with my
head being able to peer over everything. Pammy was growing impatient, and she grabs
my right hand, and pushes in right onto her little pussy! I place my left hand on her, just
below her right arm, to steady her. I lift her again, leaving my hand on her crotch for a
brief moment, and then after making sure she is grabbing on tight, I let her go. She begins
to swing back and forth, spreading her legs wide, so I have a clear view up her dress. My
oh my! What a day this is turning out to be! I look over to see what Rachel thinks about
all this, and was totally not prepared for what I saw. Rachel was leaning back on the steps,
with her legs apart, and I saw she was wearing white cotton panties, with little flowers on
them. I could not take my eyes off her panty covered pussy. Pammy told me to take her
down. I grabbed her around the waist, and she let go. She was now being held firmly
against me, and I slowly let her slide down my abdomen to the ground, rubbing against
me the whole way. I'm sure she felt my hard cock as she was tight against me.
When she was safely on the ground, she looked up at me, and flashed me the biggest smile.
She turned to look at Rachel, and said “Okay, Rachel. You're turn!” Rachel jumped up,
and walked over to me. She looked up at me and smiled. I asked her if she was ready.
She nodded her head, smiled, and spread her feet slightly apart. That was my signal that
she wanted to be picked up just like I had done with Pammy. I grasped her firmly under
her arm with my left hand, and then reached down to cup her pussy. I rubbed back and
forth a few times, getting my center of balance, she lifted her arms up, and I picked her
up. She seemed to be more solidly built than Pammy, weighing slightly more. She put
her hands on the pipe, gripping it tightly, and I let her go. She stated to swing back and
forth, but she didn't open her legs much, keeping them down. Pammy told her “Not like
that! You have to lift up your legs more, and spread them apart, like I was!” Rachel did
just that! I could see her little white panties. Back and forth she swung, displaying to me
her little undies and pretty smooth legs. After a few more swings, she dropped down. I
asked her if everything was okay, and she said “Sure!' I told Pammy that I had to go check
on the store for a minute. I walked in the back door, looked to see if there were any people
there, and since it was mid-week, I would have been surprised to see anyone. It was clear,
so I walked back to where I was working on the bike. I see Pammy walking up to me, and
she gives me a big grin, and puts her hand right on the big tent on my crotch. She asks me
“What's this?” I can't believe what she is doing, but recover my senses enough to say,
“That's for me to know, and for you to find out!” I look around again, and still nobody to
interrupt what I hoped was going to happen. She started to rub the front of my Levi's, and
I told her, “Not here, baby.” Just then, I noticed that Rachel was standing at the back door,
watching Pammy rub my hard dick. I had an idea. I told Pammy to follow me. She did,
just like a little puppy dog. I went out the back door, and grabbed Rachel's hand, and told
her, “You too, Rachel.” I went over to the rear store entrance, and walked them both to the
bathroom. I told them both to wait a second. I then went into the bathroom, and adjusted
the window slats downward, so that anyone in the bathroom couldn't really see out, but
anyone just outside could peek in. I went out, took another look around, and told the girls
to go in. I told them, “Okay. If you wanna see what I have in my pants, I gotta see you
both naked first, okay?” They both started giggling, and looked at each other. Pammy
said “Ok. But where can we do it?” I said “Right here in the bathroom. Nobody can see,
it's secret. Now, you two go in, and I want you Pammy, to take off all Rachel's clothes,
and after you get them all off, even her sandals, then Rachel, you take off all Pammy's
clothes, dress, sandals, and panties, okay?” They both giggle again, and say okay, and
go in. I tell them to lock the door, and to tell me when they are both naked. I then go out
to the bathroom window. I can easily look in and see them. Pammy tells Rachel to turn
around, so she does, Pammy begins to unbutton her dress, then tells Rachel to lift her up
her arms, so she can take off her dress. She eases up the dress, and soon she is standing in
just her little white cotton panties, and white sandals. Pammy turns Rachel around, and
puts her thumbs in her panties, and starts to tug them down. Rachel has one finger in her
mouth, and is watching what Pammy is doing. She pulls them all the way down, and then
Rachel steps out of them. Pammy shows her her panties, and then puts them on top of her
dress. She tells Rachel to sit on the toilet, so Rachel closes the lid, and sits down. Pammy
lifts up her right foot, and unbuckles the sandal, and takes it off. She puts it on the floor.
She then lifts up her left foot, and takes off her other sandal. I can't really see Rachel's
pussy, because Pammy's head is blocking my view. Pammy tells Rachel to stand up.
Pammy tells her, “Wow! You're all nudie now! Ok, my turn!” They switch places, and
now I have a perfect view of Rachel's perfect ass. Beautiful! Pammy is already with her
back to Rachel, and Rachel quickly unbuttons her dress. She pulls it over her head, and
tosses it on the floor. She bends Pammy over, and slowly slides her little yellow panties
over her smooth butt. Again, I can't see all that well, but I know Rachel has a great view!
Pammy straightens up, and turns around. She sits down on the toilet, and lifts her feet up,
so Rachel can take off her undies. Rachel grabs them, and with a yank, strips them off her
legs, twirls them around with her finger in a leg hole, and they both giggle. She tosses
them on the floor, and they both take a minute to look at each other. I take that time to
admire them as well. In their nudity, they are simply spectacular! I go around to the door,
take yet another look around, and rap lightly on the door. “Are your girl's ready yet?” I
say. “Yes,” I hear, quietly uttered. “Unlock the door, so I can come in, Okay?”, I say. I
hear the door unlock, and it opens a crack. I say “It's just me. Can I come in now?” I can
just see inside, and all I can see is little girl skin. I gently pull on the doorknob, and go
in. “Wow!” I say. I lock the door, and I tell the girls to stand next to the window, so we
all have room. I stand just in front of the toilet. I say, “Well, it looks like you girls have
practice taking off clothes. Would you like to take my clothes off now? You can both do it
together, okay girls?” They both, in their nakedness, agree. “But where should we start?”,
says Rachel. I say, “Well, maybe start by taking off my shoes and socks. That way my
pants will come off easier.” They both giggle, and I sit down. They both each take a shoe,
and untie them. They take them off, then my socks. I tell them they are doing good, and
now undo my pants. I stand up, and Pammy again rubs my dick through my jeans. Rachel
is first to unbuckle my belt, and Pammy takes over, unbuttoning my fly. I tell her to pull
down both my pants and underwear. I wear briefs, so they are white and tight. Tighty
whiteys, I guess. Well, she puts her little fingers in the waistband, and starts pulling them
down. Out pops my cock. They both are suddenly very quiet. I just let them look for a
minute. My cock is so hard, it is throbbing, and slightly twitching up and down. That gets
the girls laughing again. I tell them to finish the job, and take my pants all the way off.
They work with enthusiasm, quickly removing both my pants and undies. I am now mostly
nude, standing in front of two very nude young girls. I ask them who wants to be the first
to touch my cock, and Pammy just reaches out and grabs it! It is obvious to me that it is
not her first time she has had a hard dick in her hand. She starts to slowly slide her hand
up and down my very hard six inch dick. I moan my approval, and then Pammy tells her
friend to join in. Rachel timidly touches my shaft, and then Pammy lets go, so Rachel
can have a turn. She gently wraps her fingers around it, and squeezed it, feeling it out.
She then says, “It hard and soft at the same time, and it's so big!' I tell her to gently slide
her hand up and down it, like Pammy was. She starts to do it, slowly rubbing it, going
up and then down, really enjoying her new found joy. As she is doing this, I reach my own
hand over to Pammy, and begin to gently cup her little pussy. I slowly rub up and down,
feeling the softness of her hairless pussy mound, and I slide one finger up along her slit,
stopping when I contact her little clit. I then begin to circle my finger around it. I stop for
a minute, because Rachel is getting more vigorous in her attention to my dick. I tell her to
be gentler, as she could hurt me. I take the moment to get my fingers wet with my mouth,
then I begin again to rub Pammy pussy. She spreads her little bare feet apart, giving me
easy access to her young twat. I start to rub and rub, sliding my finger up and down, her
slit, and rubbing in circles around her clitty. She is loving it, and starts to go “Ooooooh.”
I tell Rachel to switch places with Pammy, so I can rub her pussy too. They swap places,
and I wet my fingers again, and I can taste the tart taste of preteen pussy on my fingers.
Mmmmmm, yummy! Pammy latches on to my prick, I in turn slide my fingers right up
Rachel's little bald cunny. She spreads her feet apart, and I look down to peek at her little
pot of gold. So sweet, and so clean it looked. Pammy was having a ball, rubbing me up
and down. She looked up at me, and said, “When are you gonna squirt some sperms? My
hand is getting kinda tired.” I told her that we need to finish playing soon, because I had
to get back to work. I told her to let go, and I would make it squirt myself. I started to
yank on my dick, faster and faster, and I told them that I was gonna shoot soon, and I
was going to make it squirt on them. They didn't really have time to respond, because
I started to shoot jet after jet of hot cum, and I aimed for their flat chests, landing rope
after rope on their beautiful naked bodies. They squealed in surprise, and put their hands
up in front of my dickhead, in a reactionary defensive move. I shot a couple of more jets
on their hands, and then the cum was just dribbling out of my cum slot, oozing out over
my fingers. The girls looked at each other, mouths open wide in amazement, and pointed
at the cum on each others chest. I gazed at what they looked at, and told them I was very
proud of them. I got some toilet paper, and as I was wiping the semen off them, I told
them that we had to keep this quiet, or we couldn't play like this anymore. They both
promised to never say anything, and said that I was way more fun than Frank, even if his
wiener was bigger than mine. I knew that they had to be messing with Frank, the way
they handled cock.
I started getting dressed, and after I was dressed, I kissed them both on the lips, and then
on their beautiful bare pussies. They laughed when I did that. I told them to get their
clothes on, and come out after they were dressed. When they came out of the bathroom,
I was already at my bike stand, working on a bike. They both came over, and they both
were fairly glowing with excitement. I told them that they could come back any time, but
they couldn't tell their moms that they were ever at the bike shop, and that they couldn't
ever bring anyone else here to play. I told them if they were good, I would show them
more things that were more fun, and made them feel even better. They agreed to my
rules, and I told them to go for now, because I had to finish my work. I also told them I
loved them both, and would never hurt them. They both gave me a hug, and then skipped
right out the door! I could feel the remnants of my orgasm leaking out of my cock, and
getting my undies wet. I went to the bathroom, folded up some toilet paper, and tucked
it in my underwear, covering my dickhead, so it wouldn't soak through my pants. I just
couldn't wait to play with my two gorgeous new girlfriends again!

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As the day begins, another beautiful day, Stella was thinking. Wondering what she would be doing for the day, the phone rang. It was the guy who she was seeing for a couple months, George. He wanted to know if she would like to go on a ride to Seneca Lake with him. Of course, she would go, the way the bike made her feel is amazing. She never felt so free as on the bike. Stella loves the long rides, she has her arms around him, feeling so close to him. She can feel every breath he takes, every...

3 years ago
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Bike Ride Beginnings

Bike Ride- The beginnings of a storyThis article is actually a response I wrote to someone about my story ?Bike Ride?.  In the end I thought other people might enjoy reading about what really happened.Bike Ride is a story that is loosely based on a real event. The story I wrote started one night when I was drinking in real life. I was feeling a little horny and daring from the alcohol and decided to put myself on a little adventure. I really did go for a ride with a butt plug that vibrated and...

4 years ago
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You Are a Meany Chapter 28 The Saturday Morning Bike Club Rides Again

There were no real changes in Luke or Lori's life until the spring of their junior year. Luke was thriving in California. Good grades, good friends, and good weather helped Luke to live the good life. Luke's grades were as high as the waves he loved to ride. His being in the top 20 of his class was going to get him into Stanford. The Harvard of the West Coast was his dream school. The university had one of the best, if not the best, computer engineering programs in the world. Luke's...

3 years ago
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Tim and his new bike

Almost jumping out of his pajamas as well, he removed it within seconds, and instead he put on a new pair of gray underwear, dark blue shorts and a green T-shirt with some funny comic character on the front. He didn’t bother with socks, always preferring to be barefoot during the summer as often as he could. The reason to why he was in such a hurry, was that on the day before this one, was his birthday, and the first thing he had seen when he woke up that day, was this brand new, shiny...

4 years ago
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On The Back Of Daddys Bike

“Mandy, you coming?”“Be right there Dad,” I shout downstairs.I love Saturday, it’s the day when Dad and I go out for a ride on his Harley Davidson. It’s a beautiful black bike, with a nice throaty roar when he opens up the throttle. I love the smell of burnt oil that wafts upwards from the cylinders, and the freedom of having your hair blowing in the wind.My Dad loves it too.---It was Tessa that started me off down this one-way road. Well, in fact, it was Tessa and Jennie. I caught them...

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3 years ago
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The Bike Fall That Started It All pt1

DADDY! Daddy! Dont let go!! I was panting and laughing as I jogged closely behind Cassady. At my ripe 32 years of age, I had to admit all this running was really starting to tire me out! I had a light hold on the back of her bike seat, but I could tell she had finally gotten the hang of riding her new bike on her own and didnt need me to help guide her much. I decided on her 6th birthday to surprise her with the pink bike she had fell in love with while shopping one day. The moment she laid...

3 years ago
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A nice day for a bike ride

It was a weekday. Working only part time, I had the day off. My husband of two years owns his own business and takes time off whenever he wants. He took this day off so we could take advantage of the unusual warm weather together. First, I must tell you that my husband and I have a very open and sexual marriage. We love to have sex with other people, in groups and whenever and wherever we can. We try to keep our sex lives very spicy. It seems like the both of us are always horny....

2 years ago
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The Babe Bike BluesChapter 9

She was all business at the hospital, and even Bob couldn't tell she'd been having orgasms on the way there. They were again denied access to ICU, this time by a different nurse. "Your father will be moved to a regular room today. We're getting him ready to go now. You'll have to wait until he's in his new room to see him," she said. "Your mother is still in a coma and will remain that way for at least another day. She's doing better, though. You'll have to be satisfied with that....

2 years ago
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The Babe Bike BluesChapter 16

Bob didn't run after her. She was standing at the elevator doors, fuming, when he caught up with her. He didn't say anything then, or in the elevator, or as they left the hospital. At the bike he stopped and faced her. "I'm going back to the motel. You can walk or ride. It doesn't matter to me." "I'm not walking back there!" she snapped. "Well, the last thing in the world I'd want is for you to get your clitty whizzed against your will!" he snarled. She got red in the face and...

4 years ago
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The Bike and more

Jeff first met Emma, his ex-wife, camping when he was on his bike.  Jeff thought she liked his leather and was sure it had made Emma wet from the look in her eyes.  The night of their first date Jeff and Emma had the explosive kind of sex that only happens rarely. However, it took some time before Jeff was able to make that happen. It was the first time she had agreed to meet him, although Jeff had seen her before with her boyfriend, Joel. Here is what Jeff told me about how he succeeded. Jeff...

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Bike Ride Blow Job

Two years after she graduated from college my wife, Regina, went on a Labor Day weekend bike ride. The rides all started and ended at a biking club located in a medium size town about 50 miles from where she had gone to college. The rides were through rural and farm areas with easy to moderate difficulty.  Regina had registered to do a 50 mile bike ride on Saturday and shorter rides on Sunday and Monday. The sign-in was at a school gym near the bike club. After she signed in and got a map of...

Seduction
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Bike ride

Today was the good day which I so needed. I got word last night that my guy had Bruins’ play-off tickets and he had to be in town by four to eat and get the train with his friend. Great!I took half-a-day from work and, instead of going to the gym, put the rack and bike on my car and headed to a rail trail I love. Of course, I’d thought about sex but I really wasn't doing well with people on the website. It was all “Hey, nice cunt, I want to fuck you” or “Hey slut,” so I simply thought, ‘Well,...

Cheating
3 years ago
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Jiva My First Love 8211 Bike Ride Part 3

Hello guys! Its Rohan here. I hope all of you have read my previous story, I have received thousands of emails and many requests for real meet ups, I have replied to all of you and met few of them as well, I will share those stories in some other time. Now many of my ISS friends asked me for the continuation of me and jiva sexual life experience. So im narrating our story, i hope many of you have read previous part, if not please read it once for better understanding So we both successfully had...

Gay Male
1 year ago
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My First Bike Ride

We were returning home from our annual trek across the country in our pick up truck. Leaving the east coast, we took the southern route back across interstate 10. It was the typical hot scorching temperate in the 90's as we made our way past Houston, turning and heading northward. We were ready to take a break and camp for a day or so. We found a camping area just off the beaten path, in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. For the most part it was deserted and the tiny so called town was...

Wife Lovers
2 years ago
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A FuckBike for Wendy

"Thanks for doing this, Luke! I'll make it up soon." "No worries, Wendy. Just let me win this time." "No chance, sweetie. You'll see my backside from start to finish. As always." "Then I demand a compensation fuck afterwards," he pouted, his eyes sparkling with lust. "With pleasure, Luke, with pleasure. Let's find a place to park, we have only 10 minutes left." "Are you sure you'll manage the 50 miles this time without embarrassing yourself?" Wendy smirked, patting his bum...

3 years ago
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Rey Repairs Her Bike

by Kgnot (cont. Of Rey Swallows Her Portions) “Ahh, can this day get any worse?” - Rey exiled. Her bike was gradually slowing down as her fourth gear automatically shifted to zero. Not only did she not sell enough junk to eat a whole meal, but now her only mean of transpiration broke - “Yep that is the gear box.” There was no way she can scavenge for junk in the desert without a vehicle so it was a pretty big deal. The young woman...

1 year ago
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A Bike Ride With Mum

Mark jumped straight out of bed after opening his eyes, quickly making his way to the front window, opening it, hoping the weather wouldn’t be as bad as it was yesterday. Luckily enough - it wasn't a rainy day, in fact, it was quite the opposite. Not even a cloud anywhere in sight, the sky was now perfectly blue and the sun looked like a big golden plate up there, shining warmly at his face, blinding him for a second. Almost jumping out of his pajamas, he put on some clean underwear, shorts and...

4 years ago
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Naked Bike Ride

When I was younger I used to ride my bike a lot. On one of my rides on the greenbelt I found a black pair of women's running shorts. Intrigued at how small and short they where I kept them. Once home I put them through the wash. Late that night I went for another ride. About a block from my house I changed into them and was shocked at how small they where on me. Like almost briefs, Plus the fact they where for women it made me hard instantly. Riding in these where awesome! My cock and balls...

4 years ago
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Bike Riding And Cock Riding

For all those who missed my earlier story, you can go through the below link Here it is my new experience which happened couple of years ago with one of my office mate. She’s from karnataka, I’m from Andhra and the incident happened in Tamil Nadu. She was my office mate, looks like innocent, well reserved but she was never an innocent. We soon became good friends. Coffee breaks, lunch breaks, teasing bla bla bla. We used to chat and exchange some adult funny texts initially. One day we along...

2 years ago
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A Man And His Bike

He lay on the blanket, his interest torn between his bike and the new woman in his life as she frolicked along the water's edge. The sun glistened off the chrome of his bike and caught his full attention for a moment. A lady had once asked him why men had such a fascination with motorcycles. He had shrugged and said, "it is just a guy thing." He didn't want to say what he really thought, "it is pure, hard, unbridled power between your thighs that answers to nobody." His gaze turned to...

1 year ago
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The bike ride

At forty two I disliked how out of shape I was. It didn’t help that I had just taken a job working behind a desk. I started walking, but that didn’t do much to decrease my waist size. After getting frustrated with the spare tire above my belt, I decided to buy a bike. I just fell in love with a 21 speed mountain bike with big knobby tires. After my wife wrote him a check he handed me a piece of paper and said, “There is a local group that goes on weekend bike rides. Sometimes they are long...

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The Bike Path

It was the start of summer break from college and the weather had finally started to get nice out. Just before the Spring semester ended, I had overhead a couple of gay dudes whispering in the library about a cruising spot not too far from campus. They were describing the bike path that ran along the river just a little past the apartment building complex and before bus transit station. I knew the area pretty well because the bus I usually take to get home from school crosses over the bike...

4 years ago
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The Babe Bike BluesChapter 4

Jennifer was so distracted by what had happened in the truck stop that she forgot all about the pillow. She just climbed back on the bike without putting it back in place. Bob didn't notice either. He was more concerned with not appearing to speed off. He wasn't worried if the cops stopped them, but it would cost time, and he didn't want that. As he pulled out across the parking lot, heading for the exit, Jennifer leaned forward and spoke in his ear. "I'm n-n-not a little...

2 years ago
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The bitch on the back of my bike

The bitch on the backThe bitch on the back of my bike, she’s just some random slut. Just some middle age piece of ass that I picked up at a dive bar while I was out bar hopping with the crew. Now I’m going to take her on the ride of her life. Going to take the bitches cunt and make it mine, going to use her like a whore. You drunken bitch, you’re going to be sore in the morning. Not only with a hangover but with a raw ass and a worn cunt, Hell; I’ll bet you’ll have aching jaws. I was leaving...

2 years ago
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First Time Cruising the Bike Path

It was the start of summer break from college and the weather had finally started to get nice out. Just before the Spring semester ended, I had overhead a couple of gay dudes whispering in the library about a cruising spot not too far from campus. They were describing the bike path that ran along the river just a little past the apartment building complex and before bus transit station. I knew the area pretty well because the bus I usually take to get home from school crosses over the bike...

3 years ago
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A Bike Ride In Rain With Female Friend

I had been to the city for two weeks for work and there was a weekend in the middle of the tour. I actually did not have any official work to do during those two days. It was end of summer in northern part of India and you can’t imagine how hot the days usually are during those days (the mercury often touches 44 degree centigrade during day time). One of my old female friends (unmarried) of my age (about 29) was living in the same city. I had contacted her before I reached the city and decided...

4 years ago
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Meme Apni Sister Ko Bike Sikhane K Samay Pta Kr Chudai Ki

Me rajasthan k ek village se middle class family se hoon.Mere ghar me hm char loge h papa mammy me n sis.Papa private job krte h . Mammi ghar ka kam karti hai. Me ba ka student hoon..Mera naam amit h .Me har chiz me avrage hoon. Achchha dikhta hoon.Meri sis ka naam geeta hai.Wo 12th me study krti hai .Ye baat 1 mahine pahle ki hai . Ek din me aur geet bazar se aa rahe the to geeta ne kaha bhai muje bike chalana sikha do to me use bike sikhane laga.Usko brake clich b race k bare me jan kari di...

4 years ago
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The Bike and Jamela

I'm a child of the fifties. If you are too, you don't need much more explanation. If you're not, then it would take too long to explain all the ins and outs of a simpler age. Few owned a t/v (which was black and white with only one channel) or a car. The main thing for me was the immediacy of the Second World War; it finished before I was born, but it was still a reality that affected our lives. In some ways, it was still continuing as the Cold War. I grew up – like a whole generation – with...

3 years ago
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The Little Red Bike

Hi. My name’s Bobby, and I’m s’posed to tell you all about what happened to us. I mean how we ended up like we are in my family. I remember a lot of it pretty good, but sometimes I can’t quite put it into words, you know? So I’m just going to tell you what I know about and Mr. B.O.B. here is going to fill in the rest, cause he’s talked to everybody else and all, and I guess everybody else is too embarrassed about things to say it themselves. So he’s going to write down their part, cause he’s...

2 years ago
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The Bike Ride

Fog hung thick in the air this morning as I prepared for a solo bike ride through the woods. While I laced up my shoes and pulled on a zip up jacket I thought about the last time I had been to this specific trail . I was talking with a friend on the phone once last summer and thought it would be nice to sit somewhere secluded and quiet as we chatted. We’ve fooled around before, and talking together always gets me worked up. The thought of it ignited a flame in my belly. While we talked, he...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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swapping dads old bike for a cum slut bike

Losing my temper was a very unusual occurrence, and for me to lose it completely unbelievable. When Wendy told me I was incredulous with rage, screaming at her selfish thoughtless bitch. Then without warning I grabbed her by the shoulders shaking her, it happened so quickly before either of us new or had time to think minds full with our joint anger and disappointment. Wendy was across my knee panties down round her ankles her ass cheeks glowing red under my heavy hand, I was spanking Wendy’s...

2 years ago
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With Cousin After Long Bike Ride

Hi, My name is Rahul living in Mumbai..this is my first story on ISS.. Actually this is real stories actually existing in my life.my age is 29..and I m working in one private firm as a designer. About me I m very talkative person and I used to get friendly with a girl easily..I have 5’8″ height and average body ..somewhat athletic one.. The main heroine of this story is my cousin who is 5 years younger to me..her name is Hetal..living about 1500 kms away from me..She is very lean girl but her...

Incest
1 year ago
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Incredible ChangesChapter 412 Inking A Bike Deal

“We don’t have a business anymore,” the woman sitting next to me said on the verge of tears. I put my hand on her arm and said, “You just might, if you will hear me out.” Now they are all ears. I found that their shipment had enough parts to build two thousand bikes sat in the warehouse they were renting. Another was due today or tomorrow. Some digging got me the details for the people they paid to rent the warehouse. I connected to my implant to feed that data to the AI to give me the...

2 years ago
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THE BIKE RIDE

Even after twenty-odd years of marital bliss, I still find it hard to understand certain actions of my wife. I mean, first, she gets mad at me for having an affair with our daughter... then she storms at me for breaking up the affair. As if that is not enough, she complains that I am not being randy enough! And boy, did she blow her top when our daughter let it slip that we were using protection. And now, she is mad that... I guess it all began when I sold my Jag for a 1987 model...

2 years ago
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The Bike Ride

It was a hot day. Out on my bike, north to the twisty roads and the country.You on behind me, not riding yours today but relaxing on the back.I can feel you tight to me, your hands around on my thighs, moving with me through the corners.An open stretch of road and quiet, no traffic. I run my left hand up your leg and up your thigh. Along in behind me I find you hot and wet sitting there. I run my fingers over your wet pussy through your jeans. A light touch to start, but then harder and deeper,...

2 years ago
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The Bike Shop1

by Melsy First, let me give you a description of where this occurs. The bicycle shop is in an affluent community in a suburb of Los Angeles. It is a rectangular building, with a display area up front for new bikes and accessories. It has a repair and assembly area in the rear, with a separate room alongside the showroom, where the new bikes are stored in cartons, and backstock. Out in back, there...

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