2 comments/ 31567 views/ 17 favorites Workout Ride By: m_storyman_x As winters hold on the area eased and an early spring brought forth its warmer days and bountiful blooms and leaves, I transitioned from my inside workouts to an evening bike ride. I much preferred a good hard thirty minute ride down the winding paved trail, with its parallel stream and shrubbery to look at, to riding my stationary bike in the workout room. Calling it a paved trail is a bit of a misnomer. While the city calls it a walking and biking path, it's really a five foot wide concrete sidewalk that winds for miles alongside and across a winding stream bed. The "green space" is an important magnet for those who don't love the concrete jungle and it's a wonderful place to stroll, jog, or in my case, ride. I can drive to a parking area, unload my bike, and then ride any number of lengths of the trail as my desire and strength return. It was a long and painful winter, spent trying to recover from a torn-up shoulder. The doc explicitly forbade exercise that would in any way strain my arm or shoulder, so riding the stationary bike was my only exercise. Even then, over exertion would cause me to breathe heavily which proved to be painful. It was almost six months before all the muscles and tendons had healed and I was once again allowed to exercise. In that time my fifty year old body had started turning into just that, an out of shape old man. It was now June and I was finally pulling my weight back down toward the one-eighty mark and my body started to actually feel in shape. My workout consisted of a dozen pushups, thirty or so sit ups and then thirty minutes on my bike or elliptical. I much preferred riding a nice seven mile loop for my thirty minute workout, enjoying the green scenery as well as some of the younger female scenery. That's how I saw her; riding her ten speed in a set of spandex shorts and a sports bra, both soaked with sweat in the near ninety degree heat. I guessed that she was late thirties to early forties, but her body was lean and trim. She looked like she exercised quite regularly. As she eased her bike past me on a gentle curve I could see the sweat running down her face from under her riding helmet; trickling down her neck from under her blond hair, which swung back and forth in a pony tail that was doubled up to keep it off her back. She was hot, and no I don't mean just sweaty hot. I watched her butt and legs pumping like crazy for almost a half a mile as we climbed the long, steep grade along one stretch of trail, and then caught her looking back to see if I was still there as we coasted down the other side of the hill where the trail met up with the winding creek bottom again. For the next two weeks it seemed like we hit the same stretch of trail at the same time, one of the two of us passing the other or on some occasions, flip flopping as we rode at almost the same average speed. I couldn't help but notice her wedding ring, as I was sure she had to have seen mine. It didn't seem to matter though, since we hadn't even talked, just kind of eyed each other as we rode. When I woke up that morning I had no idea that today was going to be different, and different it was. I hit the trail at my usual spot and started riding, expecting to see "bike girl", as I had started calling her. But I didn't see her. Usually by now she had come down this way, turned around at the five mile marker and was heading back. I guessed I had missed her, just a bit of bad timing. I was tempted to stop and wait a bit, something I admit I had done a few times if I was running a few minutes early. I made it a point to be at the four mile marker at exactly seven forty five, which had worked pretty well so far. Today....not so good. With the thought she wasn't coming today I took off; riding down my loop and working up a sweat. I passed the three mile mark and wound my way toward the two when I saw her. Not on her bike, but walking it. "Hey. You ok?" I asked as I braked and drew to a stop next to her. "Oh, hi. Yeah. Just a damn flat." She said disgustedly. I swung off my bike and started walking along with her. "Pain in the butt. That's the only good thing about a stationary bike, no flats." "Yeah, but there isn't much scenery either." She added. "Nope. Or beautiful women to ogle over." I said with a grin. I looked over and saw her blushing slightly as she walked. "I wouldn't call what I look like this way very beautiful." "Oh...You know what they say. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." She blushed a bit more at that comment. "Not particularly good smelling either. Just sweat and dirt." She said, crinkling up her nose. "Yeah, I probably reek." I told her. "Oh I wasn't talking about you. I was talking about me. I can't smell too good right about now." "Ahhh. Well, some guys are turned on by sweaty women." "They are?" "Uh huh." I said with a grin. "And let me guess. You're one of those?" "Could be." I said with a shrug. "Why in God's name would you be turned on by sweaty woman? I mean we're slimy and sticky and smell bad." "Yeah. That's one way to look at it." I answered with a chuckle. "You mean there's another way?" "Oh yeah. Where you see disgusting sweat I see a little bead of sweat collecting and slowly running down between your full round breasts, trickling down between them and then running down your stomach. A wet drip to be used to draw circles on your firm stomach before blowing across it to chill it and make you shiver." I said, looking sideways to see what kind of a reaction I got. She walked along, staring at me in silence, her jaw hanging partly open in surprise. "Well... Hosed that one." I thought to myself. "You know. I don't think I've ever heard sweating described as a sexual act, but you certainly made it sound like one." She said with a little frown on her face. "Sorry." I said quietly, hoping that she didn't decide that I was trying to verbally molest her. "Oh, it's ok. Just caught a bit off guard. It was kind of interesting to hear." She said after a few more moments of quiet. "I guess I'm a little surprised that a guy would find a sweaty body sexy." "Oh very sexy! I love to play with sweaty breasts. I'd hook my fingers under the front of your bra and pull it up until it was hooked over the tops of both breasts. I'd start kissing slowly around your breasts, planting soft wet kisses around and around your soft breasts, following each kiss with a little lick and then a soft gentle breath to cool it. I'd taste your salty sweat as I work my kisses closer and closer to your hard nipples before finally running my tongue around and around each one before sucking them into my mouth and flicking my tongue back and forth across 'em." I said quietly, not wanting anyone else walking or running by to hear what I just said. She walked along silently, staring straight ahead, not saying a word for almost a quarter of a mile. "Damn. You sound as good as a romance novel." She finally answered quietly. "I bet you could get almost any woman turned on with that silver tongue." "Glad you liked it. Can I include you in that any woman category?" I asked with a little sigh of relief. "Maybe. You know you haven't even seen my breasts, so how do you know you'd want to suck my nipples? I got the distinct impression you were talking about sucking MY nipples. You were, weren't you?" "Well." I said hesitantly. Yeah, I was." "Sounds like you've been playing the fantasy game." She said without looking at me. I guess I've tried to visualize what you'd look like out of those sports bra's you wear." "Oh really?" She asked, looking over at me curiously. "Maybe a little." I said with a shrug. She looked me and down while we walked, her eyes finally settling on my shorts before looking back forward and grinning. "Looks like a whole lot more than little to me." I looked down and saw my shorts tented out by my hard cock and blushed a little at the obviousness of my hard on. "So tell me. What else do you like about sweaty women besides their sweaty tits?" She asked, looking at me out of the corner of her eye and clearly trying to suppress a smile. "Gee. Let's see. I love how slippery your skin would be. I'd stand in front of you, your tits pressing against my chest, and slide my hands down your sides, letting my fingers gently tease until they reached the top of your shorts. I'd slide my thumbs into the waistband and start pushing down, slowly peeling the spandex down and exposing more and more of your sexy skin. I wouldn't stop pushing until I had them peeled down to your knees, which would leave you completely naked from above your sexy tits all the way down to your thighs. I'd start caressing you, sliding my fingers up your thighs to your stomach and back down again, tracing four gentle lines with each hand, and just pressing hard enough to make little dimples at my fingertips. I'd keep stroking up and down, each time moving slightly farther between your thighs until my fingertips rubbed right along your soft pussy, sliding on your sweaty skin and teasing the edges of your sexy lips." "Mmmmmmm that does sound kind of sexy. You do seem to like to tease a woman's body." She said, looking straight along the path again and not at me. "Oh yeah, and I haven't even gotten to sliding my fingers between your soft lips and letting it bounce over your hard exposed clit." I said softly, not wanting the runner passing us to overhear my comment. "Uhhhh, I think you better stop there." She said with a surprised little choke. "You don't like the idea?" I asked quietly. She looked over at me and lifted her left hand, wiggling her fingers to make sure I saw the ring on her hand. "Uh huh. I saw. Doesn't mean I can't flirt." I answered, feeling a little deflated at her sudden change in reaction. "If that's flirting I'd hate to see you being seductive." She said, still not looking at me, but looking at the paved trail ahead. "Oh. I'm sure I can make it more than worth your while." I said with a grin. "At ease. " She said sternly. I closed my mouth and walked beside her, the two of us walking our bikes in silence the last quarter mile of this section to where it intersected a road. "I think this is where we split. I go this way. I only live a few blocks up here." She said motioning up the intersecting road. "I could walk you all the way." I told her. "No, that definitely isn't a good idea. But I do have one question. How is it you know I don't have any underwear on?" I grinned and waited a few seconds before answering. "Actually, I suspected it because I've followed you enough and never saw any lines under the spandex. You just confirmed it for me though." "Uhhhh." She said shaking her head and rolling her eyes. "Walked right into that one didn't I?" "Uh huh." I answered as she started to walk away up the street. "Hey. You know I never got your name!" I called after her. "Emily!" She called over her shoulder. "Yours?" "Mike!" I called after her. She gave a little wave over her shoulder as she walked away, obviously terminating the discussion. I watched her walk up to the next corner and turn without looking back. I hopped on and rode back to my truck to head home, my cock rock hard the whole time thinking about out flirty discussion. The next day was a huge disappointment. Not because of Emily, but because a small pop-up thunder storm decided to wash out our usual time. I stood in the living room staring out at the rain, frustration welling up inside me. Of course I couldn't let it show. I had to look as if everything were perfectly normal. I retired to the workout room and tried to vent my frustrations on the elliptical. Fortunately the rain delay lasted only one day and the next evening found me sitting on my bike at the usual place, pretending to drink while I waited for Emily to come by. I waited, and waited, and waited. The longer I waited the more I wondered if I had stepped across the line with her and she was avoiding me. I had my water bottle stowed and was almost ready to take off when she came whipping around the corner and riding at full tilt past me. "Catch me if you can!" Emily shouted over her shoulder. "What the hell?" I asked myself as I got up on my pedals and started accelerating after her. She managed to stay a little ahead of me, her legs pumping hard up the slopes and not slowing down as she went down the gentle hills, clearly trying to stay ahead of me. By the time we hit the turnaround point I was sweating like crazy and my chest was heaving. Yeah, I was definitely out of shape. "Well?" She asked as she got off her bike, her own chest heaving from the effort. "Well what?" I asked breathlessly. "I'm disappointed. I would have thought you were more observant." She said as she leaned on her bike. "Stop me when you figure it out." She continued, turning and swinging her leg over her bike. She gave me a quick smile a she accelerated away. "Damn." I panted, turning my bike around and quickly climbing on. Fortunately she wasn't riding as fast this time, but fast enough I had to work to catch up, which I finally did. "Well, hello." She said with a smile as I pulled up alongside her. "Hey there. I hate to ask, but could you slow down just a tad?" I asked breathlessly. "Slow down? I thought you liked your women sweaty!" She asked teasingly. "Yeah. But it's hard to enjoy one when you're in the midst of a heart attack." I answered back. "All you have to do is tell me what changed and I'll be happy to stop." She said with a laugh. "Oh that's easy. You changed workout clothes. You've got shorter shorts and I'm pleased to say, you're not wearing a sports bra for a change." "You did notice!" She answered with a smile. "You expected me not to?" I panted, my eyes practically glued to the sweat soaked top. Her hard nipples were clearly defined by the clingy material, shaped much like a halter top. Other than a wide band around her back and a strap around her neck, her back was bare and the deep cut V in the front dove down between her large round breasts until the two wide triangles met at her ribcage. This was the first time I had ever actually seen how large her breasts were, and I was quite pleased to see that they were more than a good handful. I was simply unable to tear my eyes from the trickles of sweat that were running down over her breasts to soak into the top and also running down between her sexy round globes. "So I take it you like what you see?" She asked after giving me several seconds to enjoy the view. "Very much. Nice shorts too." I said as I leaned over my bike to support me while I tried to catch my breath. "I like your legs. Very sexy!" "Yea? Didn't know you were a leg man." She said, twisting herself as she stood straddling her bike, flashing me her tight round ass in what I would call "boy shorts", the waistband running low across her hips and the end of each spandex leg running only six or so inches down her thighs instead of the longer than knee length workout pants she usually wore. "Oh yeah. Legs, butt, breasts and of course pussies." I whispered with a grin. "Thanks for showing more. You have no idea how much it's appreciated." "Oh I think I can get a little idea." She said with a wink. I looked down at my shorts and saw that they were tented out significantly and gave her a crooked grin and little shrug. "What can I say? I like what I see. Can't wait to see more." "More? What is it with you men? A girl gives you a little shot of cleavage and next thing you want is for her to pop her top for you? Geez!" She said, putting a foot on her pedal and sliding up on her seat to take off. "Sorry. Didn't mean to insult you or anything. Just wanted to make it clear that I was enjoying what you were showing and wanted you to know it was appreciated." I said quickly. "Oh. I see. So it's all about looks is it? Flash a little leg, a little tit and you flush your brains? What happened to the sexy silver tongued devil from the other day?" She said as she pushed on the pedal and launched away from me. "Damn. Fucked that up." I said to myself as I rolled my own pedal back to start and launched after her, accelerating quickly to catch up. I had managed to catch up in a hundred yards or so and pulled alongside her. "I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to be stupid or anything." I shouted. She looked over at me for several seconds without saying anything before her frown broke into a small smile. "Forgiven." She said simply. "Good. My turn to lead!" I said as I pulled out in front of her, looking back to see if she would follow. She flashed me a smile of acknowledgement as I looked back at her. I knew this path before it was a popular walking and biking path. The creek bottom here is where it is because the intermittent floods of water had scoured it down to bedrock in many places, leaving a long flat bottomed bed that was as narrow as five or six feet and as wide as thirty. All along the stream grew a variety of trees and bushes, which this time of year shielded most of the creek from the walking path. In some places the creek bottom had scoured down through a hillside so that the walking path had to leave the creek to meander its own route while the paved path went over or around a small hill. It was in these places that small dirt tracks broke off from the walking trail and led down to the secluded creek. I knew a number of these places from having done some geocaching in the area, and had one in particular in mind at the moment. A path that led to a sharp little S curve in the stream that I had discovered, creating a very secluded little spot. I looked behind me to see if she was going to follow as I departed the paved trail and rode down the narrow dirt path that headed toward the stream bed. She hesitated a moment and then followed me down the rough trail. "Where are you taking me?" She called. "You'll see." I called back as I wound around the hillside following one of several branches off the dirt track, this one leading to the spot I had in mind. I slowed down and got off, waiting for her to catch up. "So what are we doing here?" She asked, as she stopped and swung off her bike. "Just want to show you something." I answered, walking my bike into a small gap in the trees and pushing through a few bushes. The dirt path dipped down a small cut in the otherwise steep sided creek bed and opened out onto a large flat expanse of limestone bedrock, a small winding rivulet of the stream running across it. Down in the bottom we were secluded from sight from the walking path by the heavy green growth along the top of the five foot high sides. Along the creek bottom we were in the middle of the S curve, with made our little section relatively blocked from the rest of the creek bed. "Wow. This is a nice little hidey hole! Should I be concerned about being alone here with you?" She asked, titling her head questioningly. "Oh. That depends I suppose. If you don't want to hear me tell you how wonderfully sexy you look in that workout outfit, or how soft and round your breasts look in that top, then maybe you should be concerned." I said as I set the kickstand of my bike and then turned to step over to her. I took her bike from her and set the kickstand and then reached my right hand for her left, hooking one of her fingers with one of mine and drawing her slowly out into the middle of the creek bed. "So. Would you like to hear how absolutely spectacular that outfit makes you look?" I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes." She said hesitantly, a slight waver in her soft voice. "I love the way the sweat soaked material clings to your soft round breasts, how your hard nipples poke the material out to make two sensual peaks." I said as I reached out with my left hand, our two fingers still hooked together with my right. I reached up to where the loop of material appeared from around her neck and gently began to stroke my finger down the saturated material, slowly drawing it down toward her breast. Workout Ride "This top really accentuates your chest much better than a sports bra. It lifts your soft sexy breasts together, revealing how beautiful and sensual they really are. I wish I could just reach out and touch you, slowly caressing one finger down to your beautiful nipple and stroking it slowly, running the tip of my finger around and around that sensitive nub." I whispered as my finger traced the path I was describing. "You d...do?" She whispered breathlessly, her voice failing for a second. "Uh huh. I wish that I could then trace my finger slowly up from your hot sexy nipple to the edge of your top and actually feel your skin. Tracing a soft gentle line up to your neck and then slowly down again, sliding it on your sexy sweaty skin as I stroke it down between your soft breasts; feeling where they press together and capture all that sexy perspiration." I whispered as I let my finger slide from the nape of her throat down her chest until it disappeared between her soft breasts, feeling them press against my finger from both sides. "That would be nice to feel." She whispered her breathing seeming to be growing harder with each breath. "If that would feel nice, I wonder how you would enjoy it if I gently cupped both of your soft breasts with my hands." I whispered, releasing her finger from mine and reaching up to her chest. With both hands in front of her I gently laid each palm on the front of her soft breasts, slowly sliding them down to cup under them with my fingers pointing up toward her neck. "I bet you would enjoy if I cupped each soft sexy breasts in my hands, gently rubbing around them and letting my fingers bounce across your hard nipples as I stroke back and forth. They are such soft sexy breasts, I bet it would feel even better if I were to squeeze your nipples between my outstretched fingers while I softly squeezed and massaged your breasts between my palm and fingers." "Yes. I think that would feel incredibly good." She said almost in a moan. "I bet you have very gentle hands." "I do. I wonder if you would object if I then slid my hands down to your waist and then slid them up again, letting my fingers and thumb catch in the bottom band of your top and push it up to expose your hot sexy sweaty tits?" I asked as my fingers did as I described, pushing the soggy material up her chest until it was perched above her now bare tits, the band around her back squeezing down on the tops of her teardrop shaped breasts, making them extend out farther toward me. "I don't know if I would object or not." She whispered as I stared at her now exposed tits. "I suppose it would depend on if you would object to my pushing the front of your shorts down to see just how big that bulge in your shorts is." "I doubt I would object." I answered as I looked at the two teardrops of sexy breast, each with a bright pink areola and rock hard pink nipple jutting out at me. She had two clearly delineated tan lines, one of lighter colored skin inside of where her usual sports bra rode, and a second triangular shaped patch of bright white skin where the bikini she obviously wore at the beach covered. "I suppose that you would want to push my shorts down if I was to gently cup both of your soft bare breasts, lifting them with my hands and sliding my thumbs back and forth across your hard nipples teasing and stimulating them." I whispered as I did just that, cupping each of her soft breasts in my hands and sliding my thumbs across her nipples, using her perspiration to lubricate them. I felt her hands close around my cock, still trapped inside my workout shorts, squeezing and playing with it. I took another half step closer to her, making it easier for her to reach and then whispered. "This part is a bit harder to describe...with my mouth full." I leaned my head down and lifted her left breast with my hand, drawing it toward my mouth. I gently blew across her sweaty skin, chilling it slightly and making the areola pucker slightly before I closed my lips around it, sucking it deep into my mouth and swirling my tongue around and around her hard nipple. "Ohhhhh damn." She moaned, her hands finally pushing the front of my shorts down and pulling my rock hard cock out. She wrapped both hands around it, her fingers not quite able to fully close around its fatness as she stroked both hands up and down its length. "Mmmmmmm" I groaned around her breast in response to her strong hands stroking along my cock. I shifted my left hand to support her breast, freeing my right hand to slide down her wet belly, right to the top of her skin tight shorts. Leaving my hand flat on her body I slowly pushed down over the material, allowing my fingers to slip between her legs and gently stroke her hot pussy, her shorts soaked with more than just sweat. "No....NO!" She said suddenly. "I can't!" She said as she pulled away, reaching up and pulling her top down under her tits again. Without another word she stepped to her bike and kicked up the stand, standing for a long second. "It's not that I don't like what you were doing. In fact, it's that I liked it too much. I wanted you to strip me naked and fuck me right here. I just can't. Not now." She said quickly before turning and pushing her bike up the path between the trees and out into the open grassy strip. I lost sight of her long before she got to the pavement and accelerated away, her legs pumping like crazy as she rode away as fast as she could make the bike go. "Fuck!" I swore quietly, my cock still rock hard and sticking out, my shorts around my thighs. A long streamer of pre-cum drooled out the end and dripped toward the rocks. Reluctantly I tucked my cock back into my shorts and followed the path she had taken, making the trip much more slowly than she had. I tried to not be too disappointed and let the rest of my time riding soften the dismal mood I had drifted into. I didn't see Emily the next day, and then the weekend came, which I hadn't ever seen her on anyway. I guessed that our schedules were different and we just didn't connect. I hoped that Monday would be different and I would see her again. I was surprised at how much I was anticipating a chance to see her again and I wondered if my forwardness had somehow driven her away. Monday came and I waited at my usual spot, and waited, and waited. I finally gave up, a full fifteen minutes after she usually came by, and pushed off riding slowly and disappointedly along the trail. I guess I pushed the envelope a bit too much and scared her away. I got to the end of the trail and turned around, heading back the way I came. A half mile down the return trip I stopped, seeing Emily riding toward me, wearing the same workout clothes she had on Thursday. "Hi." I said as she slowed and stopped in front of me. "Hi." She said quietly. "I guess I'm a little late." "Yeah. No problem though. Wanna keep riding?" "Uh. Yeah." She said, turning her bike around and then getting back on. We rode in silence, either next to each other, or when passing oncoming traffic, with her ahead of me. Her pace was pretty much her usual workout pace, not pushing harder and not taking it easy either. It was almost an "all business" pace. I was honestly surprised when she veered off the paved path and onto the small dirt track that led back down to the creek where we had been several days before. She stopped and got off her bike, looking around quickly before pushing her bike through the underbrush and down to the creek bottom. "I'm surprised. I thought maybe last time had scared you away." I said as I got off my bike and set the kickstand. "Well. Yeah, a little. I tried to stay away, but to be totally honest, no one has played with my tits that way before and it really turned me on. Maybe a little too much." She said clearly nervous, her hands held in front of her gently twisting her wedding ring on her hand. "I get it. You're afraid things will go too far." "Uh huh." She said with a nervous nod. "So what do I need to do to make you feel more comfortable?" I whispered as I stepped in front of her, reaching out to her arms and slowly stroking a finger up and down each arm. "How about I promise not to do anything you don't want me to." I asked quietly, allowing my stroking to move to the slick material of her top, sliding up and down and bouncing softly over her quickly hardening nipple. "Once you start, I'm not sure I'm strong enough to say how much is enough." She said softly, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. "Just the feel of your fingers on my nipples is making me wet." "Then this will really make you wet." I whispered as I slipped my fingers under the band and pulled the material out and up, allowing her breasts to swing freely as I pulled the top up as far as I could. I gently let go of the elastic band and slid my hands down to cup both her soft breasts. I leaned down and gently kissed her left breast, gently pressing my lips to her skin and then licking slightly with the tip of my tongue before moving to a new place on her soft skin. "That's what I mean." She panted raggedly as my kisses worked ever closer to her nipple. "I want you to suck my whole tit into your mouth. God I love what your kisses are doing to my whole body!" I continued to kiss my way toward her nipple and then closed my mouth around it, sucking it deeply into my mouth. "Ohhhh you do that so well." She moaned as I swirled my tongue around and around her nipple, using my hand to squeeze it into a cone and allow me to get more of her soft breast suctioned into my mouth. I let it slip from my lips with a soft slurp and then gently kissed my way across her chest, just below the band of her top, to her right breast; kissing my way around her whole breast as I worked toward her nipple. "Ohhh damn." She panted as she pulled my head tighter to her chest, her nipple now deep in my mouth. I let go of both breasts and lowered myself to one knee, keeping her tits at face level so I could continue to kiss from one to the other, working slightly quicker now as I transitioned from one to the other. Reaching each nipple I gently kissed and licked the hard nub before sucking it into my mouth and swirling my tongue around and around it. With her tight ass in my hands I squeezed in time with my attentions to her nipples, gripping her nipple with my teeth and stretching it slightly while I squeezed her ass cheeks. Again and again I moved from nipple to nipple, teasing her as she moaned louder. I felt her arms move from my head and I tilted my face up so I could see her, and watch as she pulled her top off, tossing it across the handlebars of her bike, her white helmet falling to the rocks as she did. "Ohhhh. You could do this all day."She cooed as I sucked her left tit into my mouth again. My rock hard cock wanted a lot more right then though, so I gently curled my fingers around the waistband of her shorts where they passed low over her ass, just barely high enough to cover the top of her crack as she rode. I started to ease her shorts down as I sucked and nibbled her nipple, drawing a small moan from her lips. She didn't object as I slid her tight shorts down over her ass and eventually over her thighs. I let go of them at her knees and they fell to her ankles, freeing my hands to return to her now bare ass. "Hmmmm. God we shouldn't be doing this." She moaned as I sucked her right nipple into my mouth again. I squeezed and kneaded her bare ass, letting my hands roam and slide from the small of her back all the way to her knees, and then back again. Each time sliding one hand further and further between her legs from behind, until my fingers were finally brushing against her wet pussy lips. I let my fingertip gently press between her lips at the end of her wet pussy while she arched her back, pushing it out toward my touch. "Ohhhh God yesssss." She hissed as my left pointer finger slid into her tunnel a fraction of an inch and my right hand slid around her thigh to stroke her wet lips from in front. "I'm so fucking horny right now. God I want you inside me. I want to feel your cock in me." "Mmmmmm." I said around her nipple, the fingers of my right hand digging deeper into her pussy and stroking along its length, until they bounced across her hard clit. Again and again I stroked while never stopping my attentions to her tits and nipples, working her closer and closer to a climax I wasn't ready to let her have yet. She opened her eyes and stared at me as I got up, her nipples glistening with my saliva and my fingers glistening with her juices. I quickly pushed my shorts down until they slid to my ankles, my hard cock sticking straight out at her. She looked down at my cock and reached out, wrapping both hands around it and stroking it gently. "We're going to do this, aren't we?" She whispered. "Unless you say no." I answered, taking her hands from my cock and turning her around and placing them on her bike, her shorts still around her ankles. "I probably should say no, but I won't. I want it so bad. I want you to fuck me." "That's what I wanted to hear." I said as I stepped behind her and pushed my cock down between her legs. I pushed my hips in and out, sliding the top of my shaft along her lips and back and forth across her exposed clit while she quickly stepped out of her shorts leaving her nude except for her socks and shoes. She stepped her feet apart and pushed her ass back at me, encouraging me to do what I had been wanting to do for a long time. I pulled back and then rubbed my cock up and down her wet slit before letting it engage into her tunnel opening. I held her hips and pushed, increasing the pressure on my mushroom head until it suddenly slipped inside, her pushing back and my pushing forward sliding me into her until my thighs were against her bare ass. "Oh fuck!" I groaned as I started stroking in and out of her pussy. "Talk to me. Like before." She panted, hanging on to her bike for balance as she bent further forward. "Ok. I'd get my cock all wet and then slide it into you, teasing your tunnel with my mushroom head as I pushed deeper into you. In and out I'd slide, letting my cock stimulate every inch of your stretched tunnel while my hands slowly slid up your sides to your sexy tits. With one hand on each, I'd cup your breasts and tease your nipples as they stuck between my fingers, the wiggling of your tits and body stretching your nipples as I pounded harder into you. "Yes....So good. Ohhh I love the way you like to play with my tits. I love feeling you inside me and tugging my nipples at the same time. Fuck yes. God just keep fucking me." "I'd pull and pinch your nipples with one hand while sliding the other down your stomach, sliding it between your legs and reaching with my fingers for your hard, exposed clit; letting our motions slide it back and forth across my fingers, teasing you even more as I keep forcing my long fat cock deep into your hot pussy." "Oh fuck yes. I'm gonna cum any second." She panted as I stroked her clit with one finger, my other hand busy squeezing and pulling on one of her nipples. "OHHHHH FUCK YES!" She squealed her legs and arms trembling. I could feel her pussy convulsing and clenching me as her climax washed over her, her muscles trying to draw me in deeper as I continued to pound into her; my own climax only moments away. "Fuck. I'm going to cum too." I grunted loudly. "NO! WAIT!" She practically screamed, trying to push me back with one hand. I stumbled back a little my shorts still wrapped around my ankles. The movement pulled my engorged cock out of her pussy as she turned to face me, dropping to her knees. "Now cum for me now!" She pleaded, wrapping both hands around my cock and stroking it feverishly, aiming it at her chest. "AHHHHG!" I groaned as my body jerked, spurting a huge shot of cum out to splash across her tits. Again and again my body spasmed and jerked, spewing shot after shot of cum onto her tits and chest until I was drained, my cum leaking from my cock and globs of white slowly turning clear as they ran down and dripped from her tits. "Ohhhhh You came hard." She cooed, looking up at me and running her hands slowly up and down my cum covered shaft. "What was that about?" I asked breathlessly. "My husband wants a kid so I'm not on the pill or anything." She answered. "Could be difficult if my baby looked like you instead of my husband." "That much difference?" "Oh yeah. He's oriental." She answered with a chuckle. "But God what a cock you have compared to his. Yours is like two of his, or more." "I see." I answered, not really seeing. She let go of my cock and stood up, reaching for my hands. She pulled them to her chest and placed one on each tit. "Now. Rub it in. As long as you're rubbing we'll kiss and you can rub. But if you stop, I'll have to go." She whispered, leaning her face toward mine. She pressed her lips to mine while I started gently stroking my hands around her tits, rubbing my cum into her body and as that ran out, just stroking around anyplace I could reach. Her lips sucked mine and her tongue flicked into my mouth while my fingers stroked her wet pussy and squeezed either her ass or one of her sexy breasts. I felt one of her hands leave my neck and slide down between us, grabbing around my flaccid cock and trying to stroke it gently. "Too bad you aren't hard. I really wanted to cum again before we had to leave." She whispered. "You keep that up and I will be." I whispered back. "Hmmmmm Okay. Let's see if we can get it up again then." She said with a grin. "You know I'm standing in a creek bottom, in public completely naked, and hornier than I can remember. How is it you have this magical touch?" "I don't have a magic touch. You just have a sensual mind." I answered, feeling my cock start to swell at her description of where we were. "Mmmmm so you like fucking outside? I wonder what you'd do if I were naked on my bike? Would you chase me and fuck me?" "I think that's a sure bet." I answered her. "Ohhhh I think we can work with this." She said, lifting one leg and hooking it around my waist. With her other hands she rubbed my head against her tunnel and then forced my partially hard cock up into her tunnel. "Ahhhhh there we go. I can feel it growing inside me, getting harder and fatter." She cooed as she started rocking her hips, wiggling it around inside her and stroking her pussy along it only an inch or so. "Ohhhhh that feels nice." I groaned. "My turn to treat you. You'll never know just how hard you made me cum with all the teasing. I wonder how I'm going to tease you now, now that you saw and tasted everything." "Oh I haven't tasted everything. There's this hot wet pussy I haven't licked yet." "Gonna have to wait till next time." She said softly. "Because your cock is hitting all the right places right now and I'm going to cum all over your hot fat cock. Do you want to feel my juices dripping down your cock and balls?" She asked. "Hell yes." "Then wrap your hands on my ass and don't let me fall over." She said; sliding a hand down to her pussy. I watched as she began to stroke her clit rapidly, her hips still rocking as she stood on one foot. Her fingers attacked her clit furiously, her head thrown back and soft moans of pleasure coming one after another. "Have...you ever....seen a woman....squirt?" She asked breathlessly in a tone at least a full octave higher than I had ever heard her speak before. "No." "Well. Get ready then!" She squeaked, her fingers flying furiously across her clit. "Get....ready....Ohhhh Ohhhh...OHHH...FUCK!" She squealed, her whole body jerking and shaking as she spewed a stream of clear liquid from her pussy, spraying it over my stomach and around my rock hard cock. Workout Ride "Oh God yes, God yes. Now! Cum for me now!" She begged, riding me as hard as she could on one leg. "Almost." I grunted, incredibly turned on by what she had just done. "Yes. Fuck yes. Do it! Do it!" She cried. "Shit. I'm going to cum." I grunted, trying to pull back and out of her. "Fuck no. I want to feel you in me. Cum baby! Fill me up!!!" "AHHH!" I cried as my body convulsed, squirting up into her. My cock surged and my body jerked several more times, each time adding to the load I had just put into her. "Ohhhhh Yes. That's what I wanted." She said breathlessly. "I thought you didn't want me to cum in you." "It was worth it. Now just watch." She said as she pushed off my cock and then squatted on the rock. She leaned back on one hand and pushed her hips out at me spreading her knees wide while she slid one hand down over her pussy. "Come watch. I want you to see. I've never done this in front of a guy, but I want you to see." She said as her fingers started stroking her clit again. "Here let me." I said, moving to my knees and leaning my face down to her pussy while I pushed her hand away. I started licking and sucking her clit, trying to stimulate it as best I could while her hips rocked and bucked. "OHHHH FUCK YES! That's it. Suck my little pussy! Lick my clit and make me squeeze all your hot cum out!" "Uhhhh huh." I answered, my tongue and mouth busy sucking and licking her sexy little pussy. I used one hand to spread her lips apart and then flicked my tongue across her clit as quickly as I could. "Yeah. That's it. God that's going to do it. Mmmmmm I should have had you doing this for years. God it's so much better than doing myself." She moaned, her legs trembling against my shoulders. "Fuck fuck! Yes....Ohhhhhhh Yesssss!" She squealed as her whole body shook. I could feel her pussy spraying girl cum all over my chest and chin. I pulled back and watched as she squired a stream into the air, spraying all over me. I watched in fascination as her stream surged and then stopped, leaving her pussy obviously convulsing. She lowered her hips until her ass nearly touched the rock and then smiled at me. As I watched, my cum drooled out of her pussy, dripping in long strings onto the rocks as she held herself up, her bare chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "So what are you going to do now?" I asked. "About this? I'm going to go home, take nice hot shower and then put on my slinkiest, sexiest, little negligee and then go take my husband's pants off, stroke his cock hard and then ride him until he fills my pussy with cum." "You think that'll work?" "I've been trying to get pregnant for two years. One of the two of us can't. I guess we'll find out which one, wont we?" She said with a smirk. "I told you; once I got started I'd never be able to say when enough was enough." "You did that." I answered. "Come on. Help me get dressed. I'm sure you'll want to suck these sexy little tits one more time before you cover 'em up." "Yeah, I pretty much figure I would." I agreed as I reached for my shorts and pulled them up, surprised at how wet they were. I helped her dress, taking time to suck each tit before pulling her top down over them. "Going to be back tomorrow?" I asked. "Are you hoping we do this every day now?" "No. That'd spoil it. Just wondered if this was going to ruin our rides." I answered. "Tell you what. You worked hard to seduce me, and you succeeded. You spoiled me with your fat cock, so now you can have me any day you want. But just to keep things interesting I'll see if I can find a few ways to entice you. I don't want you to get bored." She said, leaning over and giving me a quick kiss. "Now you better go home and shower before your wife smells pussy all over you." "Yeah. I better." I answered as she kicked up the stand on her bike and pushed it up the trail and through the trees. I followed a few moments later, feeling quite sated, but also quite intrigued. I wondered to myself just exactly what she had in mind and how I was going to change things up to continue seducing her every so often.