By Lois Daniele
Each time she pushed with her legs, she felt the pressure decrease on her pussy. The movements had been continuous for some time now. The control was all hers. The rhythm of the movements she was making were driving her crazy. She pumped faster, drove her body higher.
It was a perfect fit between her legs, allowing both her pussy and her clit to feel the effects of her movement. She was so wet that she almost lost control as she slid across it. She had known it would be good before she started. Even though she knew she could lose control, she still did it.
Her body welcomed it's hardness.The narrow tip with the body that widened toward the base seemed to conform to her receptive pussy. She could feel every inch of it as her legs seemed to cradle it and guide it toward her cunt.
Her legs were pumping faster now, taking her toward the finish. She knew she was going to cum again, soon.Bending forward, she felt the change on her pussy, felt the hardness as it rubbed her clit. Her breathing was getting faster.With each push of her legs she felt the movement of it away from her pussy and then the ecstasy as it's hardness crashed back into her, pushing between the lips of her cunt. She sensed the finish coming near and worked harder to get there, to CUM.
Her body exploded in anotherorgasm just as she finished. Her legs stopped pumping as she coasted to a stop.She had won the bike race. Her body had won also.The rubbing of the seat against her pussy had rewarded her throughout the race with orgasms. Her body was so wet from sweat that no one would ever know why she liked bike racing so much.
She looked over and saw him standing there.she knew his cock would be hard, waiting for her. He knew the effect these races had on her.He was the reason her legs were so strong. It would not be long now, before she was sitting on top of him, feeling his cock slide between the lips of her pussy. It would feel so much better then the bike seat.