The Adventure of the Solitary Cyclist - Sex Stories

The Adventure of the Solitary Cyclist

... big load into this babe’s mouth. “Mmmmm mmmmm mmmm!!” she murmured as I emptied myself into her. She struggled to swallow it all but she never took her mouth off my dick. Far from it, in fact, as she grabbed me by the ass and held on while I unloaded. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that my wife had finished her orgasm and had re-arranged her clothes a bit. She started walking towards us. “Oh, here’s my wife after all,” I said to the woman on her knees in front of me. “I told you she wanted to watch another woman suck my cock.” The cyclist was startled and turned to look in my wife’s direction. She gave a little gasp of surprise, but was basically speechless. The look in her eyes told me she was wondering just what was going to happen next. “Oh, relax,” my wife assured her. “I totally enjoyed watching you suck my husband. I even got myself off while you did it.” With that, she reached down to the woman, pulled her up on her feet, took her by the back of her head, and gave her a big kiss, She buried her tongue deep in the cyclist’s mouth. “Oh my, I do love the taste of his cum – don’t you?” she asked. Though the cyclist was still stunned, she finally managed to nod her head in agreement. She smiled a bit and said, “Oh yes, he’s very tasty!” Getting a little bolder she added: “And I do so love a good ...

... swallow.” My wife laughed at this and said, “Here, see if you like how I taste,” and shoved the finger that had been buried in her cunt into the cyclist’s mouth. The cyclist smiled again, and again murmured, “Mmmm hmmm!” Then the two women kissed again, and their hands started to wander over each other’s big tits. The cyclist’s were at least a match for my wife’s 40DDs. With this, I was hard again and began stroking myself while I watched the two women enjoying each other. But that was the end of it. It had been fabulous, but we all began to get a little bit embarrassed by the situation. The cyclist came over to me and we shared another share a deep kiss. I could taste both my cum and my wife’s cunt juices in her. I couldn’t let her go without at least sneaking another feel of her big tits. And her ass too, for that matter, which was smaller and tighter than my wife’s. I would love to be able to say there was a part 2 to this little adventure, that included all of us going somewhere for some intense fucking, but it wasn’t to be. The cyclist got back on her bike and my wife and I continued our walk…together this time. After a little while she leaned over and whispered in my ear: “That was as hot as I’d always imagined it to be. I want to watch again sometime while another strange woman sucks your cock.” Works for me.