1 comments/ 42493 views/ 9 favorites Pedalin' and a Pumpin' By: Lyks2BTeezd This one is fiction and, though I used Karyn as the primary character name again, you can tell from her description that this lady is different from the one in the original story. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Another installment in the fantasy stories about the fictitious Hot Wife Karyn %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% A Pedalin' and a Pumpin' by Lyks2BTeezd (aka Mindlift) Karyn and I had picked a late summer weekday morning for our bike ride knowing it would be cooler and with far fewer people, if any, on the bike path. After arriving at the Hellyer Park parking lot at 9:00, we set out down the Coyote Creek bike path with a goal of doing about 35 miles...and each other. Karyn, my wife of ten years, is a real hottie. She’s five foot six inches tall, about a hundred and twenty-five pounds, pert 34B breasts, slim hips, powerful and muscular legs from years of running, tennis and bicycling, has short – almost boyish – dishwater blonde hair and light blue eyes. She has never ceased to amaze me with her sensual diversity. She can be submissive or dominant, seductive or coy, an exhibitionist at times, an attentive devoted lover with me or a wanton slut satisfying multiple men at the same time. All that and then turn around and go to work where she’s a successful hi-tech senior manager in Silicon Valley. The sun was shining with a light wind to the South and the temperature was a bit cool, but we knew in an hour or two it would be perfect. We headed off down the path talking and joking about work. After about an hour and twenty minutes we reached the park in Morgan Hill where the path ends. It had been a great ride down. The weather had warmed to perfection and we had only seen one woman jogging on the path back where the new townhouses had been built along Monterey Highway. As we coasted up to a picnic table we looked around and found that other than a few young mothers with their kids and one or two people sitting napping in their cars parked in the shade, the park was relatively deserted. After pulling off gloves and helmets, we opened the packs on the back of our bikes and pulled out some munchies to snack on. Karyn pulled off her windbreaker and rolling it up shoved it in the bike pack. I looked and went googly-eyed when I saw she was wearing a bikini top with ties. My penis began to twitch and harden in my spandex. Karyn’s choice in clothing was having its desired effect and she smiled her mischievous smile. We sat across from each other at the table munching on bananas, raisins, grapes, cherries and dried apricots. I was trying not to become too aroused by her breasts but she knew full well the effect she were having and how to tease me. Karyn "accidentally" dropped a raisin into her top, looked at me and said, "Ooops." She reached into the bikini cup and felt around for a second. Her eyes closed dreamily for a second and she moaned, saying, "Oooh, that's not it." When she removed her hand the erectness of her nipple was obvious. Leaning over the table, she grabbed the bottom of the bikini cup and lifted it away from her breast. Karyn’s breast and nipple was exposed for just a fraction of a second, when the raisin fell to the table she immediately covered her breast. She picked the raisin up off the table and in the middle of my saying, "Oh holy Christ!", she pushed the raisin into my mouth. "Don't you wish this was my nipple?" she asked. I squirmed as my erection grew. We both looked around to be certain we hadn't captured anyone's attention. The mothers with their kids were too far away to notice anything but one guy sitting in his purple pickup truck about a hundred feet away seemed to be nervously glancing our way from time to time. "I'm stuck sitting here, Karyn, until my erection goes down." Starring me squarely in the eye, she uttered a single word, "Coward." I chuckled and looked around. I stood up and feigned a stretch. The shape and extent of my erection was blatant inside the spandex. "Well that's very nice," Karyn said, "but didn't you just see my nipple?" Seeing that no one was near and my back was to the curious man in his pickup, I raised my t-shirt to show her that the head of my penis was sticking out above my spandex. "Oooo, now that is VERY nice." she said. I tried to adjust things and sat back down. At this point curiosity had gotten the better part of our observer. He was out of his truck and headed toward the rest rooms, which would take him right past us. I figured he wanted a closer look. Karyn innocently assumed he had to go to the bathroom. My back was to him but Karyn was looking over my shoulder as he approached. "That's interesting." she observed. "What?" I asked. "He's in a cycling outfit." she said. "Yeah?" I said, "But does he have a cod piece as big as mine?" She smiled real slow and bounced her eyebrows up and down. "What!?" and I turned to look. About to walk past us was a muscular black man of maybe thirty years old. He was wearing a loose red tank top and dark blue spandex shorts. A smile broke across his face and his eye's twinkled. Looking past me at Karyn he said, "Good morning!" and walked by headed for the rest room. The size of his "cod piece" was not something that would easily escape notice. I watched him pass into the men's room and said, "Now that's some strong spandex." I looked at Karyn and she had a big silly grin on her face. "Tell me your not the least bit curious what that guy looks like naked?" I asked. She cocked her head and lifted her eyebrows. "Hey, come over here and sit on this side of the table. I suspect he'd like to get a better look at you." I said. Karyn squinted her eyes and feigned a look of consternation. "Oh come on, let's see a bit of that submissive side." Karyn’s faced relaxed and after a momentary look of consternation, she got up and came around to my side of the table. "Here," I said, "sit on the bench and lean back against the table." She shook her head in disbelief and complied. "Great!" I looked around and made certain no one was near by. I leaned over and held her head with one hand as I kissed her, and with the other hand adjusted her bikini top. I slid the cups further apart and condensed the base of each triangle to about three inches. I slid my hand down Karyn’s stomach and between her legs. Rubbing her clitoris through the spandex, I peeked past her and saw our voyeur come out of the men's room. I broke our kiss but continued to massage her clit. He was about twenty yards away, Karyn’s back was to him and he couldn't see what I was doing. I checked out my bikini-top handy-work and saw that her nipples were covered along with the center of her breasts, but an alluring amount of breast was exposed on either side of the fabric. My penis gave a throb. "What's he doing?" she asked. I glanced in his direction and said, "He's looking toward us and walking this way. Wait... he's stopping at the drinking fountain. Now he's pulling off his tank top and soaking it in the drinking fountain." Karyn’s eyes were closed and she exhaled deeply from the stimulation of my hand. "God, is he dark. Now he's wringing it out and getting a drink. He's drinking but I think he's looking right at us. He's wiping his chest with the wet shirt. Now he's draped the shirt around his neck and he's headed this way." Karyn and I popped grapes in our mouths as he approached. "Excuse me?" he said in a very friendly tone "Do you have the time?" "Ah, sure." I said as I fumbled for my watch that was on the wrist of the hand between Karyn’s legs. "It's ten to eleven." Karyn said. "Thanks." he said smiling. "Beautiful day, isn't it?" Karyn asked. "Boy, it sure is. You two seem to be enjoying it. Say, how do you like your Treks?" he asked as he walked around the table and positioned himself directly in front of Karyn. His eyes widened briefly when he got a good look at the state of her bikini top. Karyn’s legs were still spread and extended from my playing at her crotch. It looked to me like she couldn't have brought her feet together without kicking him in the ankles. Karyn bent her legs at the knees and slid her feet in to rest flat on their soles. I glanced down at her bikini top and clearly made out the buds of her erect nipples. Damn, she looked sexy! That began about a twenty-minute conversation about bicycles and cycling, the weather and how peaceful it was. He told us that his name was Gitae (pronounced gee-tay) and that he was Ethiopian, educated in the US and was looking for an engineering job in Silicon Valley. He was very pleasant, handsome, and we were surprisingly at ease with him. Though it was obvious that he was checking Karyn out, it wasn't sleazy at all. He was gracious, appreciative, and Karyn could tell that he liked what he saw but didn't make her feel uncomfortable about it. She actually seemed to like it. Karyn was her usual gracious self and quite friendly. Though it was difficult to tell behind her biking glasses, I kind of thought that she might be looking him over too. I still could not believe the size of the bulge in the crotch of his spandex. As he rocked occasionally on his hips it was clear that beyond just a bulge, the length and girth of his penis was evident. He was quite well equipped. From sitting beside her, I could occasionally see Karyn’s eyes glancing to his crotch from time to time. During the course of our conversation he sat down beside Karyn. He sat sidewise straddling the bench and facing her. We offered him some of our cherries and grapes as we all talked. I enjoyed his company because he was talking with me as much as he was with Karyn. As subtly as he was coming on to her and distracted by how sexy she looked, he went out of his way to include me in the conversation. We were three people enjoying the day and each other's company. At times in the conversation, when he was making a point, he would reach over and touch Karyn’s arm or her leg. The sensual contrast of his dark skin against her white caused my penis to stiffen every time he touched her. "Enough of this," he finally said, getting up from the table, "I've intruded upon your day. Thank you for sharing your food with me. It was very nice meeting you." We rose and shook his hand. "Say, Gitae, if you're ever interested in riding the path on a Sunday morning or something, why don't you give me a call?" I suggested. I pulled a pen and my wallet out of the bike pack and, extracting a business card, wrote my cell phone number on the back of my card. "That would nice, I'd like that very much." he replied. "Let me give you my number." I wrote it down and tucked it into my billfold. He smiled, waved and headed for his truck. He stopped after a couple steps and turned to face us. "Oh! Karyn, I was wondering, is the rest of that swim suit as lovely as the top?" he asked. She smiled and blushed, looking to me. "Well, Gitae," I said, "It's really hard to say. You see, there's less of it!" He widened his eyes and his mouth dropped open in feigned shock. We all laughed and he said, "You two have a great day!" We began packing things away in the bikes. "Well he was awfully nice. The whole interaction was terribly sexy and my heart is racing." I told Karyn. "Yes, he was very nice." Karyn replied. She looked in his direction as he approached his truck. Looking away, she sort of chuckled. "What?" I asked. "Nothing." "Come one, what?" I pried. She smiled and said, "He's a got a CLBE too." “CLBE” was Karyn’s acronym for Cute Little Bottom End – she thought Gitae had a nice ass. I adjusted my spandex and mounted my bike. She climbed on her’s and we headed back to the trail. We smiled and waved to Gitae as we rode past his truck. Looking up, an instant smile spread across his face and he waved goodbye. --- We rode about half a mile North up the path and came to the new bridge at Coyote Creek. Karyn stopped and looked around, "Let's stop here for a while, I'd like to take some pictures." She advised. We got off the bikes and I sat down on a rock while she checked out the flora and fauna, pausing to take a picture from time to time. As I watched her take pictures my mind was reeling with fantasy images of Karyn and Gitae making love in every position imaginable. I also marveled at how preoccupied she was with her photography, not even realizing how sexy she looked in her spandex shorts and bikini top. My shorts began to feel crowded again. "I'd like to walk down stream a ways. Let's find a safe place for the bikes." she said. We laid the bikes down behind a thicket of bushes and slowly meandered down stream. A short way after a bend in the stream, it narrowed and the water rushed over some rocks. "This is good." she said and she began looking through the camera lens for a composition that pleased her. I sat on a tree and watched her take pictures for a while. "Gitae was pretty nice, huh?" I asked. "Hmm? Oh, yes, he was a pleasant fellow." Karyn replied looking over the camera and moving to get a different angle on something. I reflected for a time then commented, "Well, I don't know about you but I thought the whole interaction was sexually charged. You were lookin' pretty sultry and he seemed to like the lookin'. What did you think? Did you find him sexually attractive?" "I think you're always 'sexually charged.'" she replied, looking into the viewfinder and squeezing off another shot. "And?" I asked. "...and what?" she mumbled while adjusting the focus. "Sheesh! And did you find Gitae attractive?" I asked imploringly. Karyn finally lowered the camera from her eye and looked up through the tree branches. A very slow smile spread across her face and she cocked her head briefly. Raising the camera back to her eye, she flatly replied, "Perhaps so. He has a nice smile and appeared to be quite fit." "Oh for Christ's sake," I extorted, " you can be so clinical." I came up behind her, put my arms around her waist and, pulling her to me, kissed the base of her neck. I pecked my way across her shoulder and then switched to the other shoulder. Kissing my way across her shoulder and up her neck, I nuzzled her ear lobe, then sucked it between my lips. I whispered into her ear, "Analyze this, Madam Clinical, I can't get the image out of my mind of his dark African skin against yours. His ebony hands gently kneading your breasts. His dark lips suckling on your nipples. Your slender white fingers wrapped around his wondrously large erect cock. How does that compute?" Karyn laid her head back on my shoulder, we turned our heads and our lips met. As we kissed I slid my hands up her stomach and cupping her breasts in my hands, gently turned her nipples between my thumb and index finger. Karyn moaned softly as she exhaled in a rush. Breaking our kiss, I slowly pushed her away. "Here. I have an idea. Give me the camera." I said reaching out my hand. With a quizzical look on her face she tentatively handed me the camera. "Good. Now I don't suppose you have on the matching bottoms to that bikini top under your spandex?” A sly grin crossed her face. "Great. Kick off your shoes and socks, and slide out of the spandex." Karyn’s eyebrows dove for the bridge of her nose. "Oh come on!" I responded. Karyn sat on a rock, untied her shoes and set her feet free. Standing up, she looked me in the eye, hooked her thumbs in the waist of the shorts and began rocking then down her hips. They were down several inches before the top of the bikini bottoms first came into view. Karyn slowly bent at the waist sliding the shorts down her thighs and calves. She stood straight and adjusted the sides of the thong bottoms on her hips. With a mischievous grin she kicked the spandex at me and hit me in the face. I caught the shorts and set them down. "Okay, here's the deal. You just act like I'm not here. You move around the stream and the area here exploring whatever you want. It's just you and Mother Nature. Do whatever comes to mind. Relax. Enjoy the peace and quiet. I'll watch you and if I see a photo opp or pose that looks good I'll say, 'Hold it.' then you hold still until I get the shot. Then you carry on. Okay?" "Under one condition." she replied. "What was that?" I said looking up stream. "I said, under one condition." she repeated. "No, no, I thought I heard something." I said while looking upstream. Satisfied that it was nothing, I quipped, "Condition? What condition?" "You have to play Father Nature if you want me to do this." came her response. "What is that? Father Nature?" I puzzled. "You have to be naked while you take the pictures." she said behind a sternly set face. My jaw went momentarily slack. "You witch!" I looked around for a moment and began to peel my clothes off placing them on a rock next to Karyn’s shorts. I turned to face her, naked and proud, and stood there grinning. "Pretty pleased with yourself, I see." I shot. "For now....for now. Okay, Father-Nature-Photographer, I'll do my best to pretend you're not here." she turned away and I gazed upon the soft orbs of her exposed bottom as she walked away. It was several seconds before it occurred to me to take a picture. For the next ten minutes Karyn ignored me while casually exploring the area. I took pictures of her squatting down by the stream reaching into the water, leaning forward to smell a flowering bush, standing in a ray of sunlight looking up toward its source, and in various candid poses. She had moved further down stream slowly and come across a large rock in midstream. She sat on the rock and dangled her feet in the water. The rock was open to the sun and its warmth relaxed her. Stretching languidly, she reached behind and untied her top. I snapped pictures as she pulled the top away from her breasts and laid back on the warm rock. Her eyes closed and she soaked in the warm sunlight. She turned her head slowly in my direction and her eyelids lifted. "Is that a log between your legs, Father Nature, or are you excited to see me?" she teased. "What, this?" I asked indicating my exposed erection, "This is a sapling. Gitae has the log!" Her eyes again slowly closed and she turned back toward the sun. "Mother Nature did appear to have endowed him with a mighty redwood." There was a sudden snap and rustling sound in the bushes not far away. We both turned and looked in the direction of the sound. We tried to peer into the shadows and bushes but could see nothing. Hearing nothing else suspicious, we looked at each other. Karyn were sitting up now and covering her breasts with her arms. "It's probably nothing, but I'll go check it out." I said, wading across the stream in the direction of the sound. The ludicrousness of the situation suddenly occurred to me. I was about to investigate an unknown sound in the woods while parading around stark naked. I turned toward Karyn and grabbing my erection in hand and waving it up and down, said, "Whatever it is, I'll beat it into submission with my sapling." We were both still laughing when I disappeared into the bushes along side the stream. I looked around for a minute and couldn't find anything. "See anything?" Karyn called. "Nah, not a ... wait a second ... what's this!?" and I started throwing small branches, leaves and stones into the air over the bushes and then shook the bushes violently. I stopped abruptly. "Nope, nope, it was nothing. All's clear!" And I stood there quietly. After a minute Karyn called out, "Are you okay?" "Oh, yeah! I was just waving my sapling up and down and I've gotta tell ya, this feels pretty good!" "Will you get back here!" She snapped in a stage whisper. I sprang naked from the bushes and landed flat-footed in a crouch at the bank of the stream. I snapped a look up and down stream like a wild man wary of ever-present danger. Slowly, I scanned the scene and when my gaze fell upon Karyn I leaped backwards and raised my arm like I was about to throw a spear. I bugged my eyes, stood up straight and dropped my arm to my side, "Ooooh, wooomahn....naked wooomahn. Grok like naked woomahn." I said, grabbing my penis and shaking it in her direction. Pedalin' and a Pumpin' "Get over here!" she responded laughing. I waded out to the rock where she had laid back down. When I reached her I could see that she had a hand inside the front of her bikini bottoms and she was stimulating herself with her fingers. I picked up the camera, took a picture of her and set the camera back down. Moving closer, I took a side strap of the bottoms in each hand and began tugging them down. Karyn lifted her bottom of the rock and asked, "What are you doing?" "Don't stop, keep up what you're doing." I said. The bikini bottom cleared her thighs as I pulled them off. "If the truth be known, though, there was a small band of Native-Americans back in the bush there and they were really admiring the nearly naked pale-face woman. -- They thought I looked absolutely hysterical by the way. They weren't the least bit intimidated. -- Anyway, after some serious peace negotiations with them they agreed to the following. If they, one; could see you completely naked and, two, have this cute little thong bikini bottom for the chief's daughter -- she apparently has quite a nice little butt on her and they'd like to see more of it! -- they will, in consideration thereof, one, not rush out and scalp your lovely pubic mound here, two, remain hidden in the bushes and make no more rustling sounds, and three, let us leave their sacred peeping grounds generally unmolested. I think it's an excellent accord, if I do say so myself, so...." I said, throwing her bikini bottoms as far as I could over the bushes, " there ya go Thrusting-Pelvis!" I shouted, "Now leave us alone!" I turned and looked at Karyn and she stared at me as if I was a complete idiot. "Thrusting-Pelvis?" she asked. "I know, I know, I couldn't believe it either, but he had kind of a jerky walk. Anyway, would you like me to pick up where you left off?" I sat down next to her and ran my hand up and down the inside of her thighs. Tracing my way back up her thigh to her crotch, I located her clit and began stimulating it with my index finger. She rolled her head back and closed her eyes while her hand moved to my lap and gripped my flaccid penis. She fondled my penis while it grew to a full erection. After a few minutes I repositioned myself so that we were in a sixty-nine position. I began to lash at her clitoris with my tongue as she teased my erection with her lips. There was a sudden loud splash sound from up stream. Stopping still, we both looked up stream. In a second or two I noticed an area of dirt and silt flow by in the otherwise clear water. "Okay! That's it, the Indians are restless and I think its high time we got out of here." I exclaimed. We stared up stream for a couple more seconds and all seemed quiet. "We're not leaving until I cum." she responded in adamant defiance. "Cunnilingus at the speed of light. Okay, here we go!" I said. I climbed off the rock and moved in front of her. Spreading her legs, I sunk my face into her crotch and began lapping at her pussy in earnest. It wasn't long before her breathing became shallow and she arched her back ever so slightly. Her body stiffened, then her breathing halted. Her head rolled back further and her body spasmed twice. As her orgasm began to subside, her lungs sucked in a fast but shallow breath of air. Her breathing slowly returned to normal and I kissed the insides of her thighs. "Come on, lets get the hell out of here before some Boy Scout troop comes along. They're probably already hiding in the bushes jerkin' their gerkins over the naked lady out in the stream." I said, quickly rising and looking around. I turned back to Karyn and noticed she was still flushed and glowing from her orgasm. "All right, you just relax here for a second while I go find your bikini bottoms. Be right back." And I headed off in the direction I'd thrown them. After rooting around in the bushes for several frustrating minutes, I waded back, "Shit! I'm sorry, Karyn, I can't find them anywhere. I looked in the bushes, under the bushes, around the bushes, in the trees. I don't know where they went. Maybe Chief Thrusting-Pelvis did make off with them. Let me replace them for you, but for now, I think we'd best move along." Peeling herself up off the rock, Karyn looked around suspiciously. "Lets just hope the rest of our clothes and the bikes are where we left them." she replied. I took her hand and we waded up stream to where we had left our clothes. Happy to find our clothes undisturbed, we dressed quickly and walked the bank back toward the bridge. At the bend in the stream we came upon an old tire in the middle of the stream that had not been there when we passed the first time. "I didn't think it was a trout that made that splashing sound." I commented. "Somebody was pokin' around here." We moved up the bank and headed for the bikes. We were both quietly relieved to find the bikes where we had left them. Karyn tucked the camera away, we donned our helmets, sunglasses and gloves, jumped on the bikes and headed North again. "That was fun!" I commented, "I want digitized copies of all the pictures taken today." "Uh huh, and what will you do with them?" she asked. "I can store them in a password protected volume or I can encrypt them so only I can view them. Then, whenever I want, I can recall them and remember what a nice day we had today. Damn! I should have taken a picture of Gitae. Or better yet, a picture of you and Gitae. That could have been a great source of fantasy food." I mused. "Perhaps he'll ride with us one day. We have his number and he has yours." she replied. "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot! Sorry I'm so hormone crazed. You know the notion of a black guy making love with you really gets my juices flowing. I get so cranked up I can hardly think straight. It's so incredibly erotic to me." I confessed. "It's that overactive imagination of yours and you're hormone crazed under any conditions. As I said, Gitae is a very pleasant fellow and he is quite striking. As for his 'cod piece' as you called it, I think he was merely carrying an extra pair of dry socks in his spandex." Karyn speculated. "Yeah, right!" I snapped. "I want to see your face if you ever do see that monster." We had passed the model airplane flying field and continued in silence for a while. --- Shortly after crossing the road that runs out to Monterey Highway Karyn began to slow to a stop. "Wait a minute." she said. "I need some sunscreen on my shoulders and back." She stepped off her bike and pulled a plastic bottle of SPF 15 out of a zippered compartment. "I'll help, I'll help!" I volunteered with abandon. She handed me the bottle and turned her back to me. I shot a liberal amount of the warm creme into my hand and began to apply it to her shoulders. I smoothed it down her upper arms and back to her shoulders. After rubbing the first application into her upper back I squeezed some more into my palm. I rubbed my hands together briefly then placed them on the small of her back. In a smoothly oiled motion I slide my hands up her back and out to her sides. My hands continued to glide around her sides, to her front and slid under the bikini top. I massaged the creme into Karyn’s breasts and kissed her neck. My hands retreated and concentrated on her back. With her shoulders and back evenly covered I slid my hands to two strategic locations behind her. In an instant, I simultaneously pulled the ties at the neck and back and had the top in my hands. I turned back to my bike. "Excuse me!" Karyn called. "You're not going to throw that in the bushes now are you?" "No. No." I replied. "I just thought that, well, we haven't seen anybody since the park and there isn't another road that crosses the path until the golf course. It just seemed like the perfect opportunity for some topless cycling. Don't ya think?" Karyn stared me in the eye for a moment and asked, "And what if we run into someone coming the other way?" "Hmmm." I thought for a moment while I stared at her breasts. "I guess we have a couple options. We could take the brazen exhibitionist approach and say 'Hello' while acting as if everybody were topless.?" Karyn scanned the horizon for moment. The only movement in sight was the distant traffic on 101. She looked at me and shook her head. "No? Okay, then how about this one. If we see somebody, as they approach and get close, I'll get sort of crazy and act insane as a distraction and they'll never even notice you? Yeah, how about that?" "Uh huh, how about that." she commented flatly. "And how will I know when the insane part begins?" "Okay, ya don't like that either then how about this. I'll take of my shirt too so we're both topless. If we come across anybody I'll pull in front with you behind me. If we're passing them, you pass first then I will. Either way, you drop down in the handlebars and take one arm across your front covering your breasts and scratch your side. With your short hair and no make-up coupled with me as the foreground focal point, their brain will see 'two guys out riding.' Their brain will present them with what it believes is logically acceptable. But we're not gonna run into anybody anyway. Come on sexy," I said pulling my shirt off, "we'll put our tops back on at the bridge over the creek before the next road." Her frown developed into a slow, challenging grin. "All right, by my calculations, between here and there, I'll be topless for maybe five minutes and all you're going to see is my backside!" With that she jumped on her bike and took off like a shot. "Hey! Wait a minute...slow down!" I yelled. My image of a slow leisurely ride to the bridge while I ogled her naked breasts in the warm sunlight melted with every length she pulled away. I jumped on my bike juggling my t-shirt and her bikini top. I stuffed them into the back of my spandex and took off after her. Karyn was a good fifty yards ahead moving at a good clip and leaning into a curve in the path. I marveled at how sexy she looked with her muscled legs pumping through the turn, her naked upper body leaning into the handle bars, and the curve of her breasts swaying slightly with each stroke of her powerful legs. It was obvious by now that I'd be lucky to hold the 50 yard gap let alone close on it. We'd gone about a quarter mile and my heart was pounding and lungs straining. I hadn't closed on her at all and my thighs were burning. "Nice butt!" I thought as I focused on getting closer to it. We'd begun the curve to the left and slight uphill climb toward the Eucalyptus Rest Stop when I saw her veer to the right off the path and head up the dirt tire tracks toward the top of the hill. "Sexy little tease." I thought as I recalled our last little rendezvous at the top of that hill years ago. Her breasts were bouncing and her bike was rattling as she turned into the little stand of trees at the top. The roughness of the dirt path had slowed her down and I was finally catching up. As I pulled in amongst the trees I came up on her sitting on the ground leaning against a tree with her hands clasped behind her head...as if she’d been there pondering the day for hours. Her bike lay in the grass nearby. Karyn looked up at me suddenly as if I'd broken her reverie with my noisy approach. "Whoa, hold up now." I exclaimed in my best John Wayne impression. "Looky there, Dollar! It's a Northern California Topless Wood Nymph in its natural habitat. Let's pull up here and observe." I leaned my bike against a tree, pulled my shirt and Karyn’s top from the back of my spandex, and tossed them across the handlebars. "Why, g’d afternoon to ya there, missy." I said. "Ya know ya look real good with your clothes off. I hope ya don't mind me and ol' Dollar here stoppin' and lookin' on ya for a bit. You sure are a purdy one. I'd be much obliged if you'd grant me the honor of suckling on those lovely nipples you have there?" "I hope you brought a solar blanket, cowboy!" Karyn replied. I gave her one of my big cheesie smiles and pumped my eyebrows up and down. I dug around in my bike bag and extracted my solar blanket and presented it with the flair of Vanna White. "That's very nice, Kimosabe, now hopalong over to my bike and bring mine. It's under my camera in my pack." she directed. I retrieved the camera and her solar blanket and walked to the clearing in the middle of the trees. Her topless sexy self came over and helped me spread both solar blankets on the ground. I dropped to my knees on the blanket and she walked up to me. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I kissed her belly and licked the inside of her navel. I continued to kiss her stomach as I pulled at the waistband of her spandex shorts and rocked them down her hips and thighs. Karyn’s hands gripped the sides of my head as my lips and tongue explored her crotch. My hands caressed her butt, sides and breasts while I dragged my lips across her thighs. I looked up into her face as my fingers found her clit and began to tease, caress and massage it. Karyn’s eyes closed and her head tilted skyward as she shuddered lightly in orgasmic spasms. As the spasms subsided she bent over and kissed my lips. I then watched as she sat down and removed her shoes and socks. "Stand up." Karyn said and I responded, facing her. She crawled over and untied my shoes. She then removed my shoes and socks and placed one of each of our shoes at a corner of our double-blanket spread. Positioning herself on her knees in front of me, she began lightly caressing my naked upper body with her fingers and teasing my stomach and navel with her lips and tongue. Looking me in the eyes with her tongue drawing small circles around my navel, Karyn grasped my biking shorts at the waist and tugged them down. As the waistband cleared my crotch my erection sprang free and laid now against her neck and chin. Grasping my penis in her left hand, she began playing with my nipples with her right hand while kissing my scrotum and licking around the base of my penis. I closed my eyes to focus solely on the tactile stimulation. I felt the warmth of Karyn’s mouth close down around the head of my erection. She teased the head with her tongue while lightly pumping the shaft with one hand and caressing my testicles with the other. "Oh, God, Karyn," I gasped, "that feels so good." With that she cocked her head slightly and pulled me deeply into her mouth. As the last of my manhood disappeared and her nose touched my stomach she began to make swallowing undulations in the back of her throat. This incredible sensation coupled with the light caressing of my testicles by one of her hands was so overwhelming that I closed my eyes and rolled my head back as my knees buckled. I slowly sank to the space blanket and she followed me all the way down. We decoupled briefly while I lay down on my back then she again engulfed me with her mouth. "Ohhhh, hmmmm, Jesus," I moaned, "when and how did you learn to do that?" She continued with two or three more long deep oral strokes and undulating her throat. Karyn finally raised her head and licking the head of my erection asked, "So you like that, huh?" "It's absolutely fantastic! If you keep it up any longer I'm going to explode down your throat." "Ooooo." she replied and swallowed me deeply again. "No, no, stop. I don't want to cum yet." I pleaded. "I love that but lets save it for another time. I don't want to cum yet, it's too soon. Where did you learn that?" Karyn raised her head and smiled. Lying down beside me she said, "I read about it. It said that with practice you can learn to suppress the gag reflex. It suggested practicing with bananas at first and then to try peeled cucumbers. I decided to try it - it wasn't that hard." "That's fantastic! I don't know where you read that but can I buy you a subscription?" "No, that's okay, I know where to find it, but you could put that thing inside me from behind." she proposed while rolling over and raising up on her knees and presenting her pussy to me. I flopped on my back and slid my head between her knees and began licking her clit. She rose up so she was on her knees, straddling my head and looking down at me. "That's very nice but it isn't exactly what I asked for." she said. "I'm sorry. It just looks so nice I couldn't turn down a snack. I was day dreaming that I was cleaning you up after having made love with Gitae and he'd filled you with his cream." and I took a long deep lick into her pussy. Karyn’s eyes slowly closed and she exhaled. Her eyes opened again and she looked down at me, "You just won't quit, will you?!" Dropping to all fours again, she demanded, "Come on now, put that cock inside me. You can eat your own cream pie later if you want." I slid out from under her and positioned myself behind her raised butt. I positioned the tip of my hard-on at the very opening of her wet folds. I placed my hands on her hips and paused briefly, making her wait and anticipate. Then in one swift thrust I drove my erection into her. My testicles slapped against her pubic mound just as I began to slowly withdraw. Again I paused with the head of my penis just inside the warm folds of her pussy. This time I waited just a bit longer before pulling her hips toward me and thrusting my pelvis to her. Our bodies slapped together and I could hear the breath rush out of her. I began a steady, evenly paced thrusting and Karyn lowered her head and arms to the blanket. She moaned or gasped periodically while I continued my even pace with long deep thrusts. After several minutes I picked up the pace briefly. Just before I thought I was going to lose control I withdrew and stopped altogether. "No! Don't stop." she exclaimed. "Put it back, I don't care if you come." "Yeah, but I do." I said. I took a deep breath and rolled my head around my shoulders. Placing my erect penis back at her pussy I began what the Seven Pillars of Tao calls the Series of Nines. I made nine very short strokes of maybe an inch or two then drove my cock in deep until our bodies slapped together. After withdrawing slowly, I then made eight short swift strokes followed by two hard and deep thrusts. Then seven short strokes followed by three thrusts to the hilt. Then six short strokes and four deep. When I reached one short and nine hard deep thrusts I reversed the count. Half way back to the starting point I was on the brink of emptying my balls inside her. Suddenly there was a loud rattling and rustling sound coming from over by the dirt path. We both snapped back to reality from our reverie and rolled to the ground on our sides trying to stay low and out of sight. We were naked, lying on the ground, and still coupled when we saw another cyclist riding hard up the path and into the trees. Just as it looked like he'd pass right on by without noticing us he turned his head, saw us and locked up his brakes. He skillfully slid his bike sideways to a stop. "There you guys are. I found this," Gitae said, holding a bikini thong, "and thought it might belong to you, Karyn." He paused for a moment taking in the situation and seemed to come to the realization that things were a little awkward. "Uhh, I can see you're...um, I'm interrupting, er intruding. I'll just put this over here by your bikes and be getting along." There was a pregnant pause while he began to waddle his bike toward ours. Karyn burst out laughing and the contractions of her muscles about pushed my cock out of her pussy. Lifting her back to her knees I began pushing in and out of her and enjoying the feeling of the tight contractions. Karyn stopped laughing and we both watched Gitae as he placed Karyn’s thong on my handlebars with her top. He stood there briefly and watched us. "Um, is it okay if I watch? I'll go if you want." he asked. "One or the other Gitae." I called. " If you're gonna stay then lay your bike down and get over here and sit down where the whole world isn't gonna see you and wonder what's going on up here." Pedalin' and a Pumpin' Stepping off his bike and dropping it, he crouched down and rushed over by us. He slowly and quietly sat down on a log about ten feet away. I continued my slow pumping in and out of Karyn. I leaned over her back, reached around her sides and cupped her breasts in my hands. I rolled Karyn’s nipples between my fingers and made shallow strokes into her from behind. We both watched Gitae watching us. --- "If you don't mind, I'd like to take these things off." he said, pulling his tank top over his head. He pried his shoes off at the heels and raising his butt slightly off the log, quickly whipped his cycling shorts to his thighs. He awkwardly stepped out of the shorts and placed them on the log under his butt. It wasn't until he sat back down, straightened his legs and spread them before we got a look at his manhood. He took the massive ebony erection in his hand and stroked it. It had to be almost ten inches long and five or six inches around in girth. We looked at each other in amazement and then back at the monster between Gitae’s legs. We must have both looked up at his face at the same time. He grinned from ear to ear and said, "So, you see what they say is somewhat true. We can be pretty well endowed. Please, don't stop. Karyn, you look radiant. Dusty, keep going. I will sit here and watch." We continued our love making in the "doggy" position. It allowed us both to watch Gitae stroke his huge penis with out breaking stride or resorting to contortions. With Gitae as a distraction, I no longer felt like I was on the brink of cumming at any moment. I could stroke away inside Karyn and enjoy the moment better. After a time Karyn rose up on her knees in front of me. She reached around behind me and grabbed my butt from the sides. In this position I couldn't stroke very deeply but she pulled me close from behind. It also gave her a better look at Gitae and what he was doing. "Tease him with your breasts." I whispered in her ear and she took her hands and cupped her breasts. Karyn stared into Gitae's eyes as she kneaded her breasts and tugged at her nipples. "Finger your clit for him." I whispered. My right arm was clutching her around the waist and my left hand caressed her left breast. Karyn’s right hand rolled her right nipple between her fingers while the fingers of her left hand spread her pussy lips and began stroking her clit. "Oooh, Karyn, that is so sexy. You are a very sensuous woman. Thank you. Thank you." Gitae said. Karyn smiled slowly and shuddered in orgasm brought on by her stimulation, my cock in her pussy, and the whole erotic atmosphere. She slowly lowered her upper body back to the blanket and laid her head on her arms. I pulled out of her and said, "Here, Karyn, turn over and lie on your back." She positioned herself on her back and I climbed between her legs. Pumping my penis in my hand I placed it back at her slit and glided it between her pussy lips. "Gitae, come over here beside Karyn where she can see you and that incredible tool of yours." Gitae jumped off the log and crawled hurriedly to Karyn’s side. He knelt and sat back at her left side with his knees wide apart. Lying on her back and looking up and over at his hard penis, it seemed suspended in mid air. It bobbed slightly with every beat of his heart. She reach over tentatively and touched it lightly with her left hand. Gitae closed his eyes as Karyn lightly ran her fingers up and down the long shaft. I marveled at the contrast of her white fingers as they closed around his erection and stroked it slightly. She looked at me, then at Gitae, then back at his erection. She released his penis and gently took his scrotum and testicles in her hand. Each testicle must have been about the size of a golf ball or an extra large egg. Karyn weighed them in her hand then softly caressed them. "You have a gentle touch, Karyn. That feels ever so nice." Gitae said. "I'm glad you like it, Gitae." she whispered. "Gitae, would you like to touch Karyn?" I asked. "May I?" We both looked to Karyn anxiously and she smiled lightly and gave a small nod. Gitae reached out with his large black hand and laid it gently on Karyn’s left breast. Again, I was taken by the beauty of the skin contrast and the stark comparison of his strong hand against Karyn’s soft subtle breast. He lightly rubbed her breast and nipple beneath his palm then took the entire breast in his hand and closed on it gently. He kneaded the left breast for a time while she held and stroked his erection. I was slowly, almost imperceptibly pumping in and out of her vagina. Gitae slid his hand across her chest and took her right breast in his hand. Taking the nipple between his thumb and forefinger he gently turned and tugged at it. Karyn also seemed mesmerized by the contrast of his ebony hand on her alabaster skin as he lightly caressed her nipple. "May I kiss it?" he asked. She whispered, "Sure." and he lowered his head and took her beautiful nipple between his thick dark lips. I stopped pumping and gazed in awe as he suckled at my wife’s breast. Karyn, too, watched for a time, then turned and looked back at his penis. She pulled it toward her and twisted herself slightly to take only the head into her mouth. Gitae let out a low moan as he sucked at her nipple and she licked around the head of his ebony shaft. In fear of spontaneously spilling my semen inside her, I withdrew and sat back to watch for a time. Noticing that I had vacated the honey pot between her legs, Gitae kissed his way down her stomach. He planted light kisses around Karyn’s pubic mound and kissed the soft flesh of her inner thighs. He kissed the lips on one side of her vagina and then the lips of the other side. He opened his mouth and extended his thick tongue and lightly touched and teased at her clitoris briefly. Then he stuck his tongue out as far as he could, licked around her labia and plunged his tongue into her vagina. Karyn gasped in a rush of air as he began to tongue fuck her, plunging his tongue in and out of her pussy. She spread her legs wider than I believed they could go and cocked her hips to give him maximum access. Her arms were now limp at her sides and her head was thrown back. Her eyes were open wildly and she was breathing in short gasps. He stopped after a minute or so and rose to all fours. He straddled Karyn’s head between his knees, placed his elbows on the ground outside her hips, spread her pussy lips with his fingers and began to focus the attention of his tongue on her clitoris. His huge, dark, throbbing penis hung from between his legs and laid heavily on Karyn’s chin. She reached up with both hands and grasped it like a baseball bat. With one of her hands on top of the other there was still ample cock sticking out from her fist to take two or three inches into her mouth. She began to suck hungrily at his cock while stroking the shaft with one hand and caressing his hefty testicles with the other. He continued the onslaught of her clit with his tongue alternating between light and hard strokes, long and short strokes, and from random directions. I was concerned that she might choke given the size of his manhood and the position the two of them were in, but I looked at her face and she seemed quite happy. I was shocked that she had almost half of his length in her mouth and were sucking away on it. It looked as if she were fascinated by the size of his testicles as she was focused on them as she stroked and caressed them. I think Gitae was also concerned about how much pressure his penis was exerting. He hugged Karyn’s hips and rolled over dragging her along so that she was now on top. She was now in a better position to control her attentions to his black staff. She took her mouth off of it for a time and seemed to push back a bit so that she could marvel over the size, shape, and color of it. Her hand barely closed around the shaft, its girth was so great. After a time she began teasing the bulbous head with her lips and tongue. I had located her camera and began taking pictures. The whole scene was incredibly erotic, sexy, sexual, sensual and beautiful. The reality was better than any fantasy and I wanted to capture the beauty for us both to enjoy later. "Karyn, please, I haven't been with a woman for almost two years. I give you my solemn word that I have no diseases. Please, may I cum inside you. I'll understand if you say no, but if it pleases us both, may I cum in your womb?" Gitae nearly pleaded. We looked at each other and I think we were both more aroused than we ever had been in our lives. "I don't know, Gitae. I'm not certain you will fit inside me." Karyn responded. "I will be gentle, Karyn. I want to please you, not hurt you. You tell me if it hurts or feels good. I will do what you say or stop if you want." he assured her. She rolled over onto her back and looked into Gitae's eyes for sincerity. Satisfied with what she saw she looked to me. We locked eyes momentarily and I nodded my interest. Her legs slowly separated and she held her arms out to him. "Please go slowly." she said. Gitae took one of her feet in his hands and kissed the top of it. He kissed his way up her leg and inner thigh. He stopped briefly to shower little kisses on her vaginal lips and clitoris. He kissed his way up her stomach and paused to suckle each of her nipples. He laid between Karyn’s legs without entering her, cupped her face in his large hands and kissed her sensitively on the lips. He kissed her again with a long and lingering kiss and while I watched I was amazed by his size and musculature and how small Karyn looked beneath him. I heard him whisper something to her but I couldn't tell for sure what he said. He rose up slightly and she reached down and placed his erect penis at the opening to her vagina. She looked at me for a second and then locked eyes with him. He rocked forward ever so slightly and then rocked back. He rocked forward again, this time just a little bit farther and rocked back. Karyn seemed to quiver slightly. He rocked forward slowly just a little bit at a time, increasing the pressure of his penis against her pussy lips. I watched as her vaginal lips stretched open and the dark head of his penis disappeared inside her. As he slid in, she exhaled and closed her eyes. He pushed just a fraction of an inch more in and then began to withdraw. Karyn opened her eyes and glanced down between her legs. "It's so big." she said. "Are you okay?" Gitae asked. She smiled and nodded. Gitae slowly rocked forward and this time pushed another inch in. "Feel okay?" he asked as he withdrew again. I could see that his shaft was being lubricated by her wetness. She nodded again. "I want you to relax. Open your hands up and relax your feet. As I push in, you should inhale. As I pull out, exhale. Close your eyes if you like and focus on the feeling. Okay?" he said. Karyn ran her hands down his sides and rested them openly at the top of his muscular butt. Wiggling her feet to relax, she replied, "Okay." Again, Gitae pressed forward and watched her chest rise slowly as she inhaled. Another full three inches seemed to glide easily into her before he stopped pressing. Her hands were relaxed on his butt cheeks and her eyes were closed. He withdrew slowly as she exhaled. He made several slow short strokes in time to her breathing as she adjusted to his girth. He paused for a second and then began pressing in again. It looked as if seven or eight inches had been engulfed inside her when she made a sudden little gasp and her eyes popped open. He stopped pressing in as her hands clutched at his buttocks. "Shhhh, shhhh." he hushed. "It's okay. Exhale real slow and then draw in a deep breath. Relax now. Relax. Close your eyes." The grip slowly left her fingers as she breathed deeply. Karyn closed her eyes and exhaled as he withdrew again. He slowly made about ten pumping motions of about four or five inches returning each time to the same depth. Karyn opened her eyes again with a lustful look. She spread her legs as wide as she could and began pulling his buttocks toward her. I was in total awe as Gitae's ebony shaft went deeper and deeper inside her. A high pitched moan escaped Karyn’s lips as his hips met her inner thighs. She exhaled sharply and her body shuddered. "That's it. That's all, Karyn. Can you feel that? I'm all the way in and pressed up against your cervix. Can you feel the pressure? Are you okay?" Gitae asked. Karyn closed her legs behind his thighs and locked her ankles behind him. She had a far away look in her eye and she hummed in a deep satisfied monotone. She laid her arms back over her head and surrendered herself completely. Gitae started a slow pumping in and out of her love channel. Once in a while he'd stop at maximum penetration and grind his pelvis into hers. When he did this Karyn exhaled spasmodically and she'd either grin slightly or bite her lower lip. I slid over to her side and began stroking myself. She looked up at me and from the look in her eyes it seemed as if she was looking through me. Her left hand rose from the blanket and grasped my penis, stroking it slowly. Gitae began to pick up his tempo and was pumping faster and harder in long stokes. "Yes, yes, uh huh." Karyn groaned. "I want your cum. Deep. Cum deep inside me." Both of her hands were now running up and down Gitae's muscular chest and sides. She unlocked her ankles and splayed her legs wide. Gitae's hard black body glistened with sweat as he pumped incessantly in and out of her. His eyes were half-open, his jaw slack. His breathing was sharp, shallow and irregular. Karyn’s eyes were wide as she stared up at him. Her neck was flushed and I could see her jugular vein swollen and throbbing. Gitae threw his head back, a grunt emanated from deep in his throat. He made three more hard jabbing thrusts then ground his pelvis into her. Karyn’s head was up off the blanket and her legs muscles were locked and rigid. She teetered at the brink of orgasm. Breathing had stopped. It seemed like seconds passed. Then the muscles in Gitae's butt clenched spastically with his first powerful ejaculation. He gasped. "Ohhhh," Karyn moaned shrilly. The feeling of his sperm being jettisoned into her womb pushed her over the edge. Her body quivered almost imperceptibly. With every jet of his semen deep into my wife’s womb, she exhaled sharply and moaned. Gitae's head was raised skyward and was contorted in extreme physical pleasure. Thirty seconds passed and his butt continued its spasmodic contractions. His head slowly lowered, his eyes were closed. His body shuddered briefly and he opened his eyes. Karyn’s orgasm subsided with his waning ejaculations. He looked down at her as she both began breathing deeply. Gitae's elbows buckled and he collapsed on top of her. His penis, still deep inside her, slowly began to soften. She again locked her legs behind his thighs and her arms hugged him to her. I had been masturbating throughout lovemaking and was about ready to cum. Karyn’s eyes turned to me and saw me stroking myself. She knew from the look on my face that I was at the brink. She looked into my eyes and opened her mouth in invitation. I shuffled and leaned forward toward her lips. I contracted in orgasm and the first jet of my semen hit her cheek. I leaned further and she closed her lips around the tip of my penis. The second, third and fourth jet was welcomed by the warmth of her mouth. I leaned back as cum continued to drip from my penis. I leaned down and kissed her lips. Karyn stuck her cum slicked tongue into my mouth I opened wider to let her in. Our tongues wrestled passionately, lubricated by my essence. I licked the cum off her cheek and swallowed it. Karyn swallowed what was left of my orgasm and she closed her eyes restfully. I could see her body relax beneath Gitae's spent form. Locating the camera, I took a couple more pictures of the two of them lying totally sated. The last picture showed Gitae's semi-erect penis still penetrating her vagina as small amounts of his semen leaked around his shaft and out to her vaginal lips. Exhausted now, nearly as the two of them, I laid back onto the blanket. A warm, late summer breeze blew around and over us rustling the trees over head. I looked up at the sky through the leaves and gradually let my eyes close. --- I don't know how much time had passed but I dozed off for a while. As I dozed I occasionally heard the two of them whispering while they cuddled and caressed one another. I may have fallen asleep; they may have made love again, I don't know. Later, somewhere in that dream-world space between being awake and asleep I sensed some motion next to me. The quiet rustling continued at the outer reaches of my consciousness for a moment then I felt warmth and the touch of skin on my ears. My eyes blinked into wakefulness and I looked up into Karyn’s ever so recently used pussy. The hair was matted and wet and I could see the semen beginning to flow from her lips. "Good morning, Sunshine!" she said, "I brought you something. See, wishes do come true." With that she spread her knees slightly and lowered her pussy to my lips. I extended my tongue and licked a swath from her clitoris down the length of her lips. The normal taste of her pussy was nearly overpowered by the taste of sperm. She smelled of musky sex. I reached up with one hand and inserted a finger into her pussy as deeply as I could. The insertion opened her channel enough that Gitae's ejaculation poured from her womb. I eagerly pressed my mouth to her pussy and penetrated as deeply as I could with my tongue. Overwhelmed by the flow I nearly choked before I began swallowing as quickly as I could. Karyn looked down at me and saw my eyes wide with surprise at the rush of their love juices. After two deep swallows and the flow began to subside, I closed my eyes and concentrated on cleaning the juices from her sated pussy with my tongue. The whole situation aroused me so much she was surprised to see that I was erect again. Leaving her pussy at my mouth, she bent at the waist dangling her breasts over my stomach and sucked my penis into her mouth. As I continued to tongue-lash her slit I could see Gitae sitting behind and alongside us. He was stroking his thick ebony shaft in his hand watching her mouth rise and fall on my penis. I teased her clit with my tongue until I noticed a new strand of cum leaking from her pussy. I'd lick up her slit and clean her lips, then return my attention to her clit. "Have you got that tight little love tunnel cleaned up for me, Dusty?" Gitae asked after a few minutes. I looked up to see him positioning himself behind Karyn. Upside down I nodded at him and grunted out an "Uh huh." while continuing to lap at her clit. Karyn squirmed a bit and took a long deep pull at my cock. "Good." Gitae said, "Don't you stop what your doing there. I'm just going to add some to the sensation." With that he shuffled up on his knees between Karyn’s legs from behind. I looked in total amazement as he positioned his swollen manhood at her pussy lips, just inches from my face. The head of his engorged penis literally popped into her as he slowly leaned forward. I felt her gasp around my cock as he entered her. Never taking my penis from her lips, she lowered her head to my hip and pressed her breasts to my stomach. Nearly cross-eyed, I watched as every inch of Gitae's long shaft disappeared inside her. With my tongue still teasing her clit, when his pelvis reached her bottom, his heavy testicles hit my forehead. "My God!" I thought. "This is amazing. I can't believe this. Look at how black his cock is sliding inside of her! Oh man, what she's doing feels good. I've never seen or felt her clit as swollen as this before. Her mouth feels so good...my dick is so hard. I can't believe he's hitting me in the head with his balls! Look at the size of him...he seems to come out forever before he plunges back in." I couldn't hold back any longer. Between her oral ministrations and the sight my eyes beheld, my loins tensed, I gasped for a single breath and erupted in an intense orgasm. Karyn caressed my balls as they emptied and moaned with her mouth over my penis. The vibration of her vocal chords heightened the sensation as my muscled locked up and jet after jet of semen shot down her throat. She lovingly swallowed my cum and gently kissed the head of my shrinking penis. I appreciatively swirled the tip of my tongue around the perimeter of her clitoris. Gitae grasped her hips and began pumping into her with long, deep, slapping strokes. Five, ten, fifteen strokes he made. I flicked at her clit with growing intensity. She pushed up on her arms and raised her head. Her breathing was sharp and rapid. Once in a while she'd gasp and a groan would escape her throat. Gitae and I focused our attention on her most sensitive areas. Karyn suddenly dropped her head to my lap and her arms spun around my thighs clutching them tightly. Her body shuddered violently as her body was racked by the most intense orgasm of her life. Looking up I could see the opening of her vagina convulsively contract around Gitae's erection. Gitae gasped twice and rammed his cock into her as deeply as it would go. I noticed his scrotum contract as his body tensed and groaned out a lyrical, "Ohhhhh?!" As he began to pump his seed into my wife for the second or third time, he tried to press deeper with every pulse.