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About Bobbi Sue...

By: Hisself



Tuesday, April 27

Hi all,

The following is a true story. My name is Bobbi Sue and just recently, I decided to spice up my sex life. But first, let me tell you about myself. I am pretty short, only a FLAT 5' tall, and I weigh about 98 pounds. My blond hair is shoulder length and my eyes are blue. I've been told that I'm cute and without trying to sound conceited, I think it's true. 

I exercise every day, either running, rollerblading, swimming or cross-country skiing (in the winter, of course), and as a result, my body is in really good shape. My measurements are 34A-22-34 and while my boobs are kind-of small, I have very prominent nipples. I've also been told that my best feature is my nicely shaped butt. 

And while I'm happily married (Sorry fellas!) my husband doesn't know about my exploits.

It all started when my husband showed this newsgroup to me as an example of how perverted some areas of the Internet were. He is pretty prudish for a young guy (he's 26 and I'm 30) and I guess he thinks I am too. I guess I never gave him any indication that I might like some things that might sound a little kinky. And I'm not likely to now, knowing how he feels about such things. I'm not complaining, we have great sex together, so it's not like I NEED anything more.

Anyway, I started reading some of the stories in this newsgroup every once in a while. The ones that really get me wound up are the ones where husbands like to watch their wives with multiple partners. I personally can't think of anything sexier than having several guys ravish me. I mean, seriously, what woman wouldn't like that. The stories I read got me really hot! And usually, I'd wait for Tom (my husband) to get home and seduce him. But sometimes I couldn't wait. On those occasions, I would go up to the bedroom and masturbate. At first I felt kind of guilty, I mean, I quit masturbating when I got married four years ago. But after a few times, I just felt good, not guilty.

The first time I did it, I used my fingers on my clit and that was great! After the first few times, though, I started craving some penetration so I started using my fingers inside my pussy. I would usually start out using just one finger, but would eventually end up with four fingers buried to the last knuckle in my slit. Well, that was good, but I found myself craving something bigger and deeper. That's when I started using brush handles, candles, bottles and eventually vegetables. Now when I go grocery shopping, I select the carrots and cucumbers based on how I think they would fill my pussy!

But that's not what this story is about. Like I said, I really enjoyed the stories of women who had multiple partners. I also liked the ones about women who liked to show off their bodies. I started fantasizing about showing off my body and I would think about that too when I masturbated. Then, about two weeks ago, I got a chance to actually do it!

Like I said, I exercise a lot. Now that Spring is here, I've been going for noon runs. I work at a small manufacturing firm that is located about 10 miles outside of town and there are lots of trails and two track roads to run on. Now, most of these 2-tracks and trails are pretty deserted. Actually, the chances of meeting another person on any of them is pretty remote, so on hot days, I had been fantasizing about running naked! I figured that it would be really thrilling and the chance of anyone actually seeing me would be about 1 in 100. So, two weeks ago on a particularly warm day, I decided to do it!

I left work on my noon run wearing my usual running shorts and top. I had to run a little way on the road to get to my favorite trail. After I'd turned onto the trail and run a little ways, I stopped and adjusted my shorts. The running shorts that I wear are pretty short and they have splits on both sides to allow for leg movement. They also have a sewn in nylon brief that takes the place of underwear. The brief also serves to add a degree of modesty in windy weather, because the split shorts have a tendency to blow up like a skirt in windy conditions. To make the picture even clearer, let's just say that if there was no sewn-in brief, my ass would be clearly visible a lot of the time on windy days. And today was a windy day! 

Anyway, when I say that I adjusted my shorts, I mean to say that I pulled the sewn-in brief up between my cheeks so that both of my cheeks would be in plain sight in even the lightest breeze. I also pulled my shorts up as high as they would go. This had the effect of baring the bottom part of my ass even without a breeze. Then I started running again. It felt yummy! I could feel the breeze on my exposed ass and the brief that I'd pulled up between my cheeks was working it's way between my quite wet pussy lips.

I ran for about a mile like this, getting hornier by the minute. Then without stopping, I pulled my running top over my head! Now I was topless, too! God, what a feeling of freedom! I decided to hide my top by the side of the trail, so that if I did see someone, I wouldn't be able to cover up (I knew myself and I figured that I would chicken out if I had the chance). I rationalized that I would not see anyone anyway, in order to talk myself into leaving my top behind.

So, I did it! I dropped my top by the side of the trail and ran on. My usual turn-around spot was only about a mile further down the trail, so I would only be vulnerable for those two miles (one out and one back). Knowing that I couldn't put my top on if I saw someone made me pretty nervous, but I ran on, enjoying the feeling of the wind on my bare skin, the bounce of my unrestrained boobs and the pleasurable feeling caused by the material wedged between my pussy lips. Then it happened! I was about 1/2 mile from my turn-around point when I rounded a curve in the trail and practically ran into a guy on a mountain bike! 

We barely missed each other, he veered to my right and I veered left and we didn't collide. My heart skipped a beat and I kept running right past him. Meanwhile, he had slammed on his brakes to avoid me and he was at a standstill. I was afraid to look back to see if he was watching me, but I figured he probably was, because I hadn't heard him move after our near collision. I continued to run away from him, knowing that he had gotten a good close look at my bare breasts and that he was now being treated to a clear view of my ass. God, was I horny!! Just thinking about him watching me brought me close to an orgasm. There weren't any more curves between me and the turn around point and I wondered if he would still be there watching when I reached it and turned to run back. I didn't know what I would do if that were the case, so I just ran on and concentrated on the feeling of the material rubbing between my pussy lips.

I reached the turn-around and I turned to run back along the trail I had just run out on. The mountain biker was gone! What a relief. I don't think I could have faced running toward him for a half mile as he watched me draw ever nearer. I continued to run on, thinking of how exciting it had been knowing that this strange guy was watching my bare ass as I ran away from him. I almost stopped to bring myself to an orgasm with my fingers, but I decided to postpone it as long as I could stand it. That way, my orgasm would be that much more intense when I finally did give in. I rounded the corner where I'd had my encounter with the mountain biker and there in the trail about a half mile away, I saw a guy sitting on a bike. It occurred to me that that was just about where I had discarded my sport top!

I ran towards him. As I drew nearer, I could see that he was facing me and appeared to be watching me intently. I tried to imagine what must be going through his head, what he must think of me. Here I was, nearly naked, running towards him, with my boobs bouncing. He must obviously think that I am a loose woman, I mean, who else would do what I was doing. As I drew nearer, I saw that he was holding my sport top! I knew that I would have to stop and ask him for it! I would have to talk to him! God was I nervous! And excited!! The closer I drew, the more I could see and visa versa, I suppose. He was sitting on his mountain bike and it looked like he had his bike shorts pulled down! When I was about 100 yards away, I could see that he was using my sport top to massage his penis!

I came to a dead stop. Did I really want to get any closer? This guy could try to rape me! As wet as my pussy was, it surely wouldn't hurt, but I really hadn't bargained on being unfaithful to my husband. Well, I had to get that running top in order to go back to work, so I walked toward him. I don't know why, but I didn't try to cover myself; I guess I was kind of mesmerized.

When I was within ten feet of him, I could clearly see his cock. He had my sports bra wrapped around his hand and he was rubbing it on his cock. It was a nice looking cock, kind of big, circumcised and very hard. I walked a little closer and asked if I could please have my top back. He said that he wasn't done with it yet, but that he would give it back pretty soon. Then he asked me to turn around. I asked him why he wanted me to turn around and he told me that he wanted to see my beautiful ass again.

I couldn't turn down a request like that, so I turned around and bent over, exposing my ass to his penetrating stare. Then he said he was going to fuck me! Well, that was not in the plan and I told him that I wouldn't allow it! Well, thank fully, he was a decent guy, he said that he wouldn't fuck me if I didn't want to be fucked, but maybe I would consent to suck him off! Well, I told him that that was also beyond the limits. Meanwhile he was still stroking his cock on my sport bra. It was really erotic, watching him doing that, standing in front of him practically naked. Exasperated, he asked me what was within the limits.

Feeling very daring, I peeled down my running shorts, letting them drop to the ground. I stepped out of them and approached this guy. I just wanted to touch his cock. So, straddling the front wheel of his bike, I reached forward and stroked his dick! He reached forward with his hand and pinched my clit with his fingers. He talked dirty to me, saying all kinds of nasty things as he rubbed my clit! Then he leaned forward a little more and slid two fingers into my sopping pussy. God did that feel good. He asked me if he could cum on my face and I said that I thought that might be okay. I was so hot!! I needed something in my pussy, something that could go deeper than his fingers, but I didn't want to be unfaithful to Tom! Then I spied his bike frame pump!

It was about as big around as a smallish cock, but way longer than his fingers! Then, with an evil look in my eye, I asked him if I could use his pump! He knew what I had in mind as he reached down to get the pump and handed it to me.

I stood up and backed away a little, then I turned around and bent over at the waist. I wanted to make sure he could see what I was doing as I slowly slid his bike pump between my legs and into my pussy. He stood up and his bike fell over. He moved closer to me and began really pumping his cock through his fist. I matched him stroke for stroke as I rammed his bike pump in and out of my pussy! My knees kind of buckled as I started cumming and I fell to my knees on the ground. I had the presence of mind to keep the pump planted firmly in my pussy as I had one mind-bending orgasm after another. Then he told me he was going to cum and he aimed his cock at my mouth. The first couple of jets of cum hit my face and then I gave in to my lust and leaned forward engulfing his cock! I felt deliciously sinful as he erupted another two or three jets of cum into my mouth.

When it was all over, I let his cock drop from between my lips. He cleaned up my face with my sport top and pulled me to my feet. I didn't want to get into any big discussions of why I was out there dressed like that, so I told him that I had to go and I asked him not to follow me. He said he wouldn't follow me if I didn't want him to. I picked up my shorts and he gave me my top. Then I turned and ran off down the trail towards work completely naked. He yelled to me that he hoped he'd see me again and I replied that maybe he would.

After I'd run a little ways, I rounded a corner and stopped to get dressed. As I put my sport top on, I felt the stickiness of the cum that he'd wiped from my face with my top. I could taste the cum he'd shot into my mouth, SMELL the musky odor of his member and I knew that I'd really shown my stuff today.

Well, work was interesting that afternoon. I had to go to the bathroom twice to masturbate. I held off on drinking or eating anything for a while so that I could savor the taste of his cum. Then when I got home, I fucked my husband's brains out. He wondered why I was so horny and I just told him that it was just one of those days.

So, that's my story. I swear that it is true. I've seen the same guy twice since then, but I haven't done any repeat performances. The last time I saw him he did tell me that he would be biking with a group of friends next Saturday and invited me to show my stuff to all of them. He rode his bike alongside me that day and told me how hot I looked when I was fucking myself with his pump. Then he asked if I'd like to do it again as he and his friends jacked off on me. He promised that no one would touch me if I didn't want them too. I told him that I would think about it, but that he had better have a fatter pump next time!

So, who knows, maybe with a little encouragement, I'll do it. Then I'll write another story to tell you all how it went. So, what do you think? Should I meet them?

Bye,

Bobbi Sue

love ya! 

About Bobbi Sue... Ch. 02



Thursday, May 9

Hi,

Just thought I'd update you on what's been happening. I did see my friend the mountain biker (turns out his name is Dan) as I had predicted. He was pretty disappointed that it had rained all weekend, too. I saw him today, and he told me he'd been looking for me since Monday. Seems he was anxious to see me again. 

Today, I was running (as usual) and he was riding along beside me. I was wearing a specially modified pair of running shorts, one I had cut the nylon brief out of. I had to wear panties under them until I got to the trails (I didn't want anyone at work to know what a tease I'm becoming). Once I got to the trail though, I peeled my panties off and hid them in the bushes. And that was what I was wearing on this day when I ran into Dan. I was also wearing a white sports bra (the kind you often see women wearing when they are running).

Dan liked my outfit. He caught up to me from behind and once he reached me he made sure to tell me that he had had a clear view of my ass for the last couple of hundred yards. I just had to stop and show him what else was uncovered. I told him to stop for a minute and I ran a little ways ahead.

Then I turned toward him and pulled up the front of my shorts, bareing my pussy to him and walked back toward him. He whistled and I thanked him for the compliment. I turned and started to run away. Of course he followed me and once he caught up he told me what a pretty pussy I had. He also asked me when I was going to let him fuck me.

I reminded him that that was off limits and he told me that I was cruel. Well, maybe I was, but this was my show, not his. Running next to him I had mixed feelings. It was kind of thrilling having this strange guy there, aware of how little stood between him and my naked body, but on the other hand, it was nothing new. I mean, he had already seen me naked! I wanted a new thrill and I felt like Dan was keeping me from it. Basically, I wanted to get rid of him, so I could be alone. I told him that I would make a deal with him. It was supposed to be a nice weekend, so I told him to meet me on the trail on Saturday and to bring his friends. Then I told him, that for now, he would have to leave. Well, he didn't want to go, so I made him another deal. I told him that I would give him a blow job on Saturday if he would leave me alone today. Well, that was all it took, Dan said goodby and turned to ride off down the trail.

After he left, I pulled my sports bra over my head and continued to run. The further I went, the more daring I felt and after just a couple of minutes, I stopped and peeled off my running shorts. Then, telling myself I would be cheating if I carried my clothes, I hid my shorts and bra (I did hide them this time) and headed off down the trail in just my shoes and socks.

I decided to vary my route a little by taking an intersecting trail. On this new trail, the foliage was a little more dense, it was a little twistier and it was a single track, so there was more cover. However, it did come fairly close to a rural neighborhood. I figured if I did see anyone, with the thick foliage, I'd be able to duck out of sight pretty easily (after I was sure they saw me, of course). There is one part of the trail that runs right next to someone's backyard. I mean, it's a big back yard; the house is still over a hundred feet from the trail. 

Anyway, when I got to that part of the trail, I was surprised to see a woman sunning herself in her backyard. Well, I just kept running. I can't honestly say whether I wanted her to look up or not, but she did. Her mouth dropped open when she saw me and I gave her a little wave as the trail carried me from her view. It was kind of fun and it gave me a thrill to be seen by someone new. It was almost better that it was a woman. I mean, it was safer. A woman wouldn't be likely to pursue me like a man would.

Anyway, I ran on in my shoes and socks, feeling pretty pleased with myself. I found myself fantasizing about what it would be like to have approached her. I have never been with another woman, but I can't say I have never thought about it. In college, I saw my roommate in a 69 with another girl one night and I've never been able to get that image out of my mind. Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately) my roommate didn't see me, so the issue never came up. But now, I caught myself thinking about doing it with the woman I'd just seen. As you might have guessed, this made me even hornier. 

I found myself back to the trail that I'd ditched my clothes on, so I turned onto it and started back toward work. I didn't see anyone else by the time I got to my clothes and I must say I was a little disappointed. Anyway, I put my clothes back on and headed back towards work. I was still pretty horny, so I decided to stop and masturbate. I stopped running just before I got back to the road and found a place out of the way where I could stand and still see the occasional car driving by. Then I got naked and started to play with myself. It was fun to be so close to the road, doing what I was doing! I eventually brought myself to orgasm and after resting a little, I put my clothes back on and headed down the road towards work.

Well, I had run a couple hundred yards when a car went by and the driver honked and waved. Then I realized that I hadn't put my panties back on. Well, I turned around quickly and headed for the trail where I had stashed them. I was almost there when I heard a car come up from behind. As it went by, I saw that it was Bob, a guy I worked with. He smiled and waved as he drove by, and I waved back. What bad timing! I had just about reached the trail when he passed me, so I now turned onto it and in less than a minute, I was to the spot where I'd hidden my panties. I was sure that Bob had been able to see my bare ass. I only hoped that he wouldn't tell anyone. I've known Bob for several years, and he's always impressed me as being a nice guy, and not judgmental. Anyway, I put my panties on and ran back to work.

Once back at work, I was faced with a problem. It was likely that Bob wouldn't tell anyone, but I couldn't be sure. Eventually, I decided that I should talk to him, plead with him not to tell anyone. So, I waited for him to get back from lunch. At about 3:00 I went to see him in his office. He was his usual friendly self and he invited me in and asked me to sit down. Then he smiled broadly and asked me how I had enjoyed my run. I told him that it had been fun, but hot and then asked if I could talk to him after work. He said that he would be happy to and that he would swing by my office on his way out at 5:00.

Well, it seemed to take forever for five to arrive, but when it finally did, there was Bob at my door. I grabbed my stuff and we walked out to our cars together. When we got to my car, I told him that I was afraid that he may have seen something earlier and that I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I really hoped he hadn't told anyone about it. Bob told me that he had indeed seen something, but that he certainly hadn't told anyone. Then I asked him to promise me that he would never tell anyone. Well, I should have expected what came next. He said that he would be happy to keep my secret if he could join me on an occasional run with me wearing the same outfit, of course! I really didn't have much choice, so I agreed.

So, tomorrow I will be running with Bob. I'm sure I'm eventually going to have to fuck him to keep him quiet. If it weren't for the unfaithfulness issue, I really wouldn't mind. Bob is good looking and has a pretty nice body, so I imagine it will be fun, but I know I'll feel guilty about it. What do you think? Should I feel guilty? I mean, it really is pretty unavoidable.

Let me know what you think - but I suppose by the time I read your comments, I'll have already fucked him.

Bobbi