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bicyclist-ode
Okay, so I hate exercise-I admit it-I hate exercise. I'm
getting better about it I met you. My body's not the best but
you've gotten me to at least move and finally after watching your
buns and those great legs of yours, I brought my bike out of
mothballs. You're a jock-no doubt about it and I wish I had a
body to match yours but for right now I'll settle for just being
able to lose 2 lbs a week.
I have found though that you've caused my rides to be a
little more exciting lately than I remember them as a child.
Last week as I was arguing with myself about the many reasons why
I shouldn't go for a ride like I don't feel like it...it's too
hot...I don't want to...I need to do some paperwork for
work...when I heard a knock on the door. And there you were in
your biking shorts holding your bike. I was totally shocked
because usually you never come to visit and you've made so many
remarks about the fact that I ride too slowly so I assumed you
would never ask me to go for a ride. But there you are-God, how
I lust after you when you're in those black shorts-they leave
nothing to my overactive imagination. You've been out for a
while because you're soaked with sweat making the curves of your
muscles even more visible.
The look on your face is pure satisfaction-"So, want to go
for a ride? I've done 40 miles so far and you can survive
another 10, can't you?"
Oh, shit-I think to myself-he's doing well-he'll beat me
into the ground but I smile and sputter, "Sure, you know I'm slow
though" I've got to change-oh, damn, now he's going see that I
haven't got a tan or even a shade of a tan-at least my legs are
shaved. I put on my sweat shorts and my jersey and wheel my bike
out.
I'm thinking-You're used to racing and you've got a bike
set up for it-there's no way I can match you-I've got a mountain
bike that weighs twice as much as yours-I outweigh you by a good
amount. And you've been in training for months. Oh, well the
pain'll be over soon.
We start off slow and I follow you-at least you're not
cranking-you slow down and drift back beside me so we can talk.
"How bout we take one of the side roads, do about 10 and then
circle back to your apartment? You take me home in the car if
I'm too tired to ride?"
"Sure". A reasonable request it seems to me.
"Or you can put me up for the night." And off you ride and
down a side street laughing as you drop me in the dust.
I push to catch up with you. "Did you mean you'd stay
over?"
"Yeah, if you can keep up with me for the whole trip."
Is this an incentive or what-I haven't made love to anyone
in 2 1/2 years and all I have to do to get you into bed is keep
up with you for 10 miles.
Unfortunately, I start to feel the effects of keeping up
with you already-my calves are aching and my knees feel like
shit. You drift back again-grinning that mischievous grin you
have and ask "How you doing? I can make it a little more
interesting for you."
"How's that-going to give me a new set of knees?"
"Nope, I was thinking that we've gone about 3 miles already
and we can stop about 2 miles from here for a short break. In
the mean time, why don't you think of that seat as a substitute
for part of my anatomy."
And you don't lose eye contact with me as I almost ride
into a ditch.
Oh Christ, am I out with a sadist or what...you know how
long it's been for me. I keep envisioning all the times that it
would have been right for you to have just come over and stayed.
I keep remembering all the times you said "No".
What you said is having it's effect-I do seem to be sliding
back and forth and it's taken my attention away from the pain of
my legs. I just have that moist feeling between my legs in the
center of my concentration. As we start up a slight hill, I lift
off the seat and you keep up with me easily and say "I notice you
don't wear anything under your biking shorts either. I always
wondered if you were a real red head or not-looks like you are."
And off you go up the hill with the ease of a jaguar.
I'm starting to get pissed now because I'm losing steam and
I can't really keep up with you and I'm really horny now. I keep
wondering if I'm really going to get laid at the end of this or
if you're just going to sleep on the couch. I'm surprised
because my knees seem to have gotten used to the ride and I'm at
the top of the hill-thank god. You drop back and ride beside me
and say "The air's nice isn't it" And it is too-cool as we
descend-the way I like to ride-down hill on a warm day. "See the
sign down there and you point to a blue sign on the right-we can
stop there for a minute and get a drink of water."
I just coast and feel the wind pass me and it's a great
feeling-I don't feel too bad-I'm half way there and I'm happy.
We turn into a little park that has some benches and trees
and a little waterfall. I didn't know this park was so close to
my apartment-what a delight. I get off my bike and lean it up
against the back of the bench and go over and dip my hands under
the waterfall, drench my hair-the cool water dripping down and
soaking my jersey. I'd like to take a shower right now,
preferably with you. The water is so cool and I cup my hands
and take a drink-it's really cold-I know I'll get cramps if I
drink too much so I just go over and sit on the bench.
You join me and sit close with your thigh touching mine. I
really would like to have you right here on the bench. The
silky feel of your freshly shaved leg against mine is a sensual
delight. The thought of how wonderful it would feel to have your
thighs between mine and your cock sliding in and out of me is
rather stimulating at this moment.
There seems to be great pleasure for you in keeping me in
the chase right now. You start a conversation having to do with
work and what the merits of certain features of the product
you're working on are-I lost the thread of that after the first
few words-I realize that there has only been work between us and
there's no hope for anything more. It really hurts a great deal
to think that way and so I'd rather have the pain of my legs to
think about than the breaking of my heart. I get up and get my
bike. "Which way?"
You're kind of shocked since you thought I was listening to
the work conversation. "If we go down here and take a right, it
goes back to your apartment but we'll be short by about 2 miles
from our agreement."
"Well, then we can go straight and circle back someway, I
would imagine."
"Sure-is something the matter?"
"No, I just remembered I should go to work later-I've got
some stuff to write up." And off I go-I try to keep my eyes
averted so you don't see the tears run down my face as I realize
once again that I'm nothing more to you than a willing listener.
I don't notice my legs any more, I just concentrate on how I'm
going to gracefully say good-bye that afternoon. I've got to
stop hurting myself by thinking that there's any more to our
relationship than work. I'm woken out of my thoughts by your
hand on my forearm.
"Hey, stop a minute."
"There is something wrong-what is it?" You really look
concerned and I never could resist being enchanted by the depth
of those brown eyes.
"I just want to go back to my apartment because I have a
lot to do and I should be doing it instead of riding today."
"Is this another way for you to avoid me like you've been
doing for 2 months now? Ever since I took my new job, you never
have time to talk to me and I really miss the talks we had, I
thought we were friends-I feel totally abandoned. Don't you give
a shit about me anymore?"
We're standing by the side of the road and I hate public
scenes-I can't stop the tears now. "Of course, I care for you-I
care too much, I don't want to be just your friend, I want to be
your friend and lover. I tied myself in knots while you worked
with me and now you have a new job and a new start and it's
better that I not stay involved because you're dating other
people and one of them will work out for you-then I'll be left a
second time-Please don't make me get re-involved, it just hurts
too much.
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"
You let go of my arm and slide your arm around my waist.
"I've always loved you in my own way-I wouldn't have spent so
much time and gotten both of us in trouble all those time if I
didn't value you as a part of my life."
My first impulse is to run. I start to move away and your
grip on my becomes firmer. "Let's go back to your apartment and
have dinner-you're too tired to work tonight so let's have a nice
night together away from work."
We get back on our bikes and I start off, you pass me and
take the right side street and I follow. Another couple of miles
and I see the back of my apartment building. The tears are still
streaming down my face-more pain from this relationship, I just
don't want any more pain. I keep saying to myself, now when he
says he just wants to be friends, it'll be alright, you can
handle it-it's not the end of the world. You don't have to see
him at work-it'll be fine. You can take him home from your
apartment and it'll be over in half an hour. All the crap of a
lifetime of rejection wells up in me: I'm not pretty, I'm not
bright enough, I'm not mature enough...it goes on endlessly in my
head-I'm just wrong.
We get back to the apartment. "Do you want me to take you
home now or what?" I'm really short with you now and I can't look
you straight in the eye.
"Later-let's get cleaned up first."
We bring our bikes into the apartment. I go to the
refridge and get a jug of water out. "want some?"
"Some what?" As you stand about a foot from me and have a
strange smile on your face.
"Water-what else is there?"
You move closer and put a hand on each side of my waist and
say "How about some of you."
This is scaring the hell out of me and I start trembling
and try to move away but you hold me tighter. "Stop running
away from reality into that very scary fantasy world of yours.
I'm not leaving you. You haven't any real idea of how I feel
about you because you haven't talked to me for 2 months." The
tone of your voice shows your irritation.
"Okay."
"Now, I think you should take a shower and put on something
cool and comfortable and something you enjoy wearing. I'm going
to take a shower, too. I brought clothes to wear to dinner. Then
we're going to have a conversation about us-not work-not me-not
you but us."
I come back with a short black kimono, holding it out for
you. "You might like to wear this when you come out of the
shower-you can take a shower first if you like."
"No, you go ahead-I have a surprise for you and I need to
get it ready for you. Is it okay if I come in and shave while
you're taking a shower?"
"Sure."
I start the water running and get in-it does feel good
after being so hot and sweaty-I hear the door open and then the
shower curtin rustle-I turn around and you're beautifully naked
waiting for an invitation.
"Can I join you?"
It didn't take much hesitation to join me in the shower.
"So, where's the soap so I can wash your back?" You're
grinning, again. I'm having my fantasy come to life and you
treat this like this is an everyday occurence.
I feel like I'm 17 and a virgin again-I feel awkward and
scared-I hand you the soap and the shower massage head. You
move my hair to my shoulder to keep it from getting wet and start
to wash my back. I turn around and just stare at your
body-you've got the beginnings of a stiff cock and I notice
you're quite amply endowed. I give in to my body's longing,
knowing that I'm going to be hurt by loving you. I reach out for
you and pull you to me and kiss you as I have wanted to do for 2
years now. I can feel your cock stiffening and your breathing
deepen. I step back and take the soap and shower massage from
your hand and put them back on the shelf. I want you now-I
don't want to wait any longer. I move back to you and you laugh
"Slow down, we have all night. Besides my plans involve some
things which require a shower for both of us." That intriguing
smile of yours.
"Alright, I'm game."
I take the shower massage and soak you from the top of your
head down. "Would you like me to wash your hair?" You turn
around "sure." I get the shampoo and start washing your hair. "I
like this-could you do this on a regular basis?" "Sure, make an
appointment with my secretary." We laugh finally. I rinse your
hair and then run my hand down your back to make sure the soap
is gone. It might appear that I'm overly concerned about making
sure all the soap is gone-yeah, I'm feeling you up. Touching you
is nerve wracking-I just want to fuck right now more than
anything else in the world-no foreplay-just pure lust and rut.
That's what I've always felt with you-this lust and desire
and I'm about to get what I want.
You take the shower massage in hand and reach past me for
the soap. You dampen my front and start soaping my tits. My
nipples show their interest standing towards you. I can't stand
still at this point especially as you get closer and closer to my
snatch.
"Calm down, we'll get there."
You know me too well. I feel like a racehorse at the gate
and hot to trot. The soap makes your hand slippery as it slides
down my front to my bush. That fond remembrance of the sensation
of a slick hand where no one has been for ages. As your hand
nears my twat, I put my hand on yours and glide it down and
between my legs working it back and forth in a gentle rhythm.
My motions are quite restrained for someone on the edge of
coming-I just don't want you to stop that wonderful motion in
and out of my cleft. Please, just a little longer. My breathing
is getting shallow, I close my eyes and start to drift to that
edge of pleasure that has been absent so long from my life. My
breathe quickens as I near my climax and I move your hand more
quickly trying to push myself over the edge and feel the waves of
relief. You push my hand away and pull me to you in a passionate
kiss sliding your tongue in slowly, taunting me-I respond in
kind-exploring you with my tongue and letting my hands roam over
you without boundaries. Your cock approves by standing straight
up-hard and tight-the veins coursing with blood.
I want you now and lean back up againt the wall and put one
leg on the side of the bath and pull you to me-I'm quite
agressive at this point-I want you and we can go for a more
relaxed pace later-I want you and I want you now. I reach out
and guide your member to my channel. I expericened the feeling
of being filled for the first time in years and can only let my
body do what's natural-you feel the same way. Your thrusting in
and out of me is pushing me to the edge again-I can't stop the
waves of plearuse as they pound over me and I feel the
contractions in my snatch beginning; I'm gasping for breathe and
murmuring to you-"Don't stop, please come inside me" As the
contractions become stronger I push back to meet your thrusts
and my entire body trembles as I start to come. You hold my
waist firm as you continue to pump into me. The tears of release
are streaming down my cheeks- I open my eyes and see you
clenching your jaw as you approach coming-I slide back and forth
and squeeze my cunt around your cock-you open your eyes as I
feel the first spasm of your coming pass through your body-a wide
smile comes over your lips as you push in and out feeling the
semen spurting out of your cock and inside of me. The slippery
sensation of your cock moving in and out so well lubricated
makes me tingle and gets me ready for another session. You slow
your pace and just lean up against me, the feeling of the shower
cooling and relaxing to us both. I push you back a bit and kiss
you gently and enfold you in my arms. I whisper, "Would yo like
to take a nap and relax."
You laugh and say "That took more out of me than the ride."
"I think it did." I reach for the shower head and move it
over you washing away the remnants of your seed. I take a
finger full of your juice to my lips and taste it's
saltiness-"Tastes good-can I have some more later?" Smiling that
smile I reserve only for attractive single men.
You snap back, "You'll have to do something to earn it."
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