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Exercise Bike (MF)
by Greg (flux@CSOS.ORST.EDU)

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I took up riding a couple years ago to get back into shape and lose some
weight. Since then, I moved up from a stationary bike to a state-of-the-art
mountain bike with dual suspension. Riding out of doors is a hell of a lot
more fun than sitting in one place reading or watching the tube. I love to
explore the miles of untouched wilderness that surrounds my house.

Communing with nature and all that jazz. Well, after two years I got into
pretty good shape. I often get complimented on my legs. Washboard ripples
for an abdomen don't hurt my image much either. (Hey, it's a fantasy!)
I find it really helps me relax to get away from my home office and work
off some energy. My designs seem to have improved a great deal in those
years, probably due to the lack of stress. Unfortunately, my love life
hasn't seen much action, although I do get a lot more looks from
neighboring women and when I go to town, too bad they are all married! God,
I hate small towns!

Apparently my luck has changed. About a week ago I was riding through a new
part of the hills that was practically all trees. After riding for about an
hour and sweating so much it was coming from my fingertips, I was about to
turn and head back home when I caught a glimpse of a half-covered trail.
The trail had to have been unused for years, but it was still there. I
decided to follow it for fun. It was really windy with a lot of dips and
small hills, perfect for challenging mountain-biking. I looked down at my
computer and realized I had been following this trail for three miles
already! Time really does fly when you're having fun.

Just around then, I saw tire tracks. "Cool!" I thought. It would be fun to
ride along with someone. Up ahead there was a sharp bend in the trail and a
lot of sunlight coming from around the trees. Seconds later I burst out
into a clearing.

God! It was a dream come true! A small clearing about twenty feet in
diameter. Downy soft grass with a thick layer of moss underneath covered
the entire area. Off to the side there was a tree stump cut flat at a
height perfect to sit on the ground at. This was definitely suitable for a
long relaxing break. I took out my water bottle that had been thawing since
I left, now at the perfect stage for drinking ice cold, and an energy bar.
Those really hit the spot.

I was laying on my back on the soft ground when I heard leaves rustle, I
looked up just in time to see an angel on wheels. I was being rewarded for
something, I knew it. There was no way I was going to loose my cool this
time.

As she came out into the clearing, she dismounted her bike and walked
slowly towards me. Then sun was at her back making it difficult to see
anything but her silhouette.

"Looks like someone left a present in my back yard!" came a voice softened
with maturity but alive with youth. "Do I know you?"

My mind was stammering with words to let out that wouldn't sound idiotic.
"Just taking a break," I said, standing up. I winced as the sun hit my eyes
on my way. Finally on my feet, I drank in her full beauty.

She was wearing the sexiest biking outfit I had ever seen. The youthful
curves of her body, hugged by the spandex shorts and top, pulled my eyes to
every inch of her. She was glistening with the moisture of a hearty
workout, her straight, blonde hair pulled into a ponytail with her short
bangs stuck to her forehead. Her shorts were so short I was hard pressed to
call them "shorts" and not a swimsuit. They were like really short hot
pants, giving anyone fortunate enough to be riding behind her a
cock-stiffening view of her fine, tight, upside-down-heart ass. Her hips
came in smoothly to flare out just below the bottom edge of her top. Her
breasts were generous and firmly rounded. She had lips that were reddened
with the blood so quickly coursing through her veins and wet with the
moisture covering her body. Although her bike was better than mine, it
withered in comparison to her body in strength, design and beauty.

"Well, don't let me stop you! I'm in need of a break myself."

"Why don't you join me?"

"May I? You're so kind!" she giggled.

I smiled, realizing it was her property and not mine. We sat on the ground
next to each other as she finished cooling down from her ride.

"Like some cold water?" I offered.

She looked at me in amazement before taking a sip from my bottle.

"How did you get it stay cold?" she queried.

"I freeze it solid overnight, and by the time I need a drink, it's begun to
thaw and the water stays cold for hours."

"That's a good idea. I'll have to try it."

She took another sip and spilled a little. The large drops of cold water
landed on her chest and rolled between her breasts down her top.

"Oooh, that IS cold!" she said as she rubbed the water around on the top of
her breasts. "Do you mind?" she asked as she took the zipper on the front
of her top in her fingers.

"Please...."

She seductively eased the zipper down to its furthest position and squirted
a few more drops on her breasts, rubbing them in immediately. Her nipples
quickly hardened in front of my eyes to the shape of a pencil eraser. She
fell to her back and sighed languidly, "Man, that was a GREAT workout!"

"What makes you think it's over?" I said rolling onto my side and smiling
into her eyes.

She smiled back, "Isn't it?"

I moved to kiss her and she caressed my shoulders with her arms to bring me
in. We kissed slowly, tasting the tiny droplets of sweat from each other's
lips. I reached for my bottle and squirted a couple drops onto her chest. I
quickly moved down to work them into her sumptuous chest with my tongue,
teasing her nipples with the edge of my teeth. I moved over onto her,
straddling her torso and bending over to cool her breasts with my saliva. I
gently teased her nipples with my fingers while my tongue memorized every
inch of their warm flesh. I unhooked the zipper ends and opened her top to
reveal her bare chest completely and licked the sweat from the underside of
each of her breasts, the salty taste reminding me of the taste of
woman-sex.

I kissed my way down her smooth torso, pausing at her navel to give her a
view of the future, wiggling my tongue quickly in and out of it. She
giggled with the ticklish feeling it gave her and ran her fingers through
my hair. I sat up on my knees and a looked into her eyes as I unzipped the
front of her shorts. She licked her lips and stared into my eyes with
longing. "Yes," she whispered.

Lifting her beautiful ass, she helped me remove her shorts. Spreading her
legs I laid between them and kissed her cleanly shaven lips. She shuddered
with anticipation and grabbed my hair softly, pressing my face into her
sweet crotch. I moved my hands under her ass, lifting her to my tongue and
squeezing her wonderful cheeks to my delight. Her sex flowered before me
revealing a nicely engorged clit and pink labia to die for, which I was
ready to do. I flicked her clit with my tongue and worked it around her
labia, wallowing in the pleasure of pleasuring such a beautiful cunt as
this. The tiny strip of pubic hair above her slit turned me on till I could
do nothing but be determined to give this beautiful woman the orgasm of her
life and mine. I entered her with my thumb and licked around it as it
plunged in and out of her tight slit. Moving to the more important area, I
took her clit into my lips and sucked on it while twiddling it with my
tongue. She writhed in ecstasy and wrenched her finger in my hair sending
ripples of feeling through my body, further stiffening my rock-hard member.

"OH, GOD!" she gasped.

I moved my thumb to the opening of her ass and pressed softly.

"Oh, yes," she whispered, recovering from her mild pre-orgasm shiver.

I pressed in slowly as she rocked her hips against my hands, pushing the
phallus into her tight opening. "Ooh!"

Working with renewed vigor, I flicked her clit furiously with my tongue
while using my other hand to enter her slit. Working my fingers quickly in
and out of her cunt while she fucked her ass with my thumb, I gave it my
all on her clit and in moments my work came to its fruition. Bucking her
hips on my fingers she screamed softly while her body rocked her through an
orgasm that seemed to last for centuries.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! YES!" she screamed as her legs crushed my head between them.
Still shivering from head to toe, she pulled on my hair to bring me up to
her. We kissed passionately while she feverishly pushed my biking shorts
over my throbbing cock and down my thighs.

Wrapping her legs around my body, she pulled me into her. Guiding my cock
with her fingertips, I plunged into her to the hilt. Savoring the feeling,
I slowly began moving in her wet, tight, warm cuntslit. I pounded my cock
into her as hard as I could without crushing her small body beneath me
before picking her up and rolling us over onto my back. I grabbed her hips
and she placed her hands on either side of my head to steady herself. I
could feel the muscles in her legs ripple as our bodies met and separated
during out torrential lovemaking. Our movements increased in speed and her
breasts bounced beautifully as I reached up to caress them. She sat erect
as she pounded down on me ever faster and harder. She made these cute
little grunting noises every time she came down on me while she leaned her
head back in building ecstasy. I could feel the pressure build in my loins
as my orgasm began to swell inside me. Looking up at her precious body
glistening in the sunlight, bouncing angrily on my shaft took me over the
edge as I burst into her.

The feeling of my member convulsing and shooting inside her caused her
building pleasure to release itself as another orgasm.

"Ugh!" I said as my cock shot its load deep inside her burning love.

She sighed and screamed quietly as before. "Oh! GOD!"

Spent, she lay down on top of me, my arms enclosing her small body. She
stretched her legs out on my legs, my member still in her.

"Goodnight!" she joked.

"Goodnight!" I laughed back.

After resting for about twenty minutes, she led me to her house not one
hundred feet from the clearing. There we showered together in her
luxurious, 5X5 shower stall, with multiple shower heads to massage the
whole body. Seeing the warm water bring up goose bumps all over her sweet
body gave me cause to celebrate with her once again. We spent the entire
weekend together, going for bike rides and "resting" in the clearing. One
month later we were married and we shortly moved into a house of my design
that was actually an addition to her house. Yeah, as if I could live far
away from that clearing!

Helpful hints and hany tips are welcome! Flames taken painfully.
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Greg
