The Bike Trip: Day One

I am a 33 year old women that is peaking in my sexuality and married to a wonderful, fun loving man 19 years my senior. Unfortunately, he is overworked and losing his sexual desire. I have tried many things to keep romance in our marriage but quite frankly I am sexually frustrated much of the time. This has led me to do things that I would have never considered earlier in our marriage. This is such a story. It begins on a cross-country bike trip.

My husband Bill and I started to ride bikes as an exercise activity. We have become very fond of long rides versus the "tourist" style of cycling we used when we started. We purchased lightweight custom bikes earlier this year and began riding with a couple of local clubs. We love it! We are fit and look great physically. This summer we decided to take a five-night six-day organized bike trip as one our vacations. We even went out a bought new bike clothes…I know that is silly but I wanted to look good as we biked our 75 kilometers each day.

Twin German brothers, Hans and Peter were the organizers and guides. They were all business, no nonsense kind of guys that would take your breath away as they were so good looking and "buff" in their bike shorts and shirts. I could not help but stare at the bulge in their tight shorts. I could see their cocks outlined perfectly and was indeed intrigued by the size of their packages. Bill had almost no bulge with his nub. Anyway, we set off on the first day and wouldn't you know I pulled a groin muscle after about 60 KM. I finished the first leg in much discomfort. We camped out near a fire station on the first night. We used their shower and facilities to clean up. Since there was only one shower, we took turns with Hans or Peter standing guard to separate the sexes. I had told them of my pulled muscle and Hans told me to be last to take my shower and he would give be a deep muscle massage. He indicated that it would give me relief so that I could continue the trip and not have to travel in the equipment van. It sounded good to me.

After my shower, I called out to Hans that I was ready, he called for Peter to stand guard and came in the locker room. He told me to lay on a table on my back with the towel covering my body. He then pulled my legs slightly apart, rubbed his hands together quickly to warm them and proceeded to massage my inner thigh. He kept this up for several minutes, concentrating on that muscle and talking softly in German. I had absolutely no idea what he was saying, but I did find it romantic. Here I lay with only a towel over my breasts and pussy, relaxing in a dimly lit room, being massaged by two very talented hands and hearing a foreign language spoken very softly.

I was really getting turned on. Hans must have smelled or otherwise sensed my feelings because when he changed hand position he would brush the lips of my pussy. I was getting hotter by the minute. He then changed his body position and I felt his cock against the sole of my foot. That made me gasp it was so erotic. I felt his cock start to swell with his hardness and that is when I slowly moved his hand to my pussy. He got the message and started to play and pull at my hairs and then started to massage my lips, moved up to my clit and then two fingers inside me, then three spreading my pussy open with his strength, probing, in, out, searching for my G-spot. I was going wild, all the time massaging his cock with my foot. He was as hard as any cock I had ever felt. He quickly pulled down his shorts to release his cock; He grabbed my hand and moved it to his shaft. My fingers would not meet it was so big around. I guessed he was about eight inches long and his tube was as big as one of my fingers. The rush took my breath away. I guided him to my waiting pussy where he slipped in easily. Much easier than I thought…I was as hot as I had ever been.

There was no slow grind going to happen tonight, no long lovemaking session... just hard, fast fucking. I started cumming when he was only five inches in me, the length of Bill's hard cock, and I was just going out of my mind as he gave me the full length of his cock. It was terrific! Within just a few minutes, I had cum twice. Hans held me tight and said he was about to cum… I whispered to him to cum, to give me all he had, to pump his hot cum in me …and he did. I could feel him cum for the next twelve to fifteen hard strokes. Bill is lucky to shoot three times. It was incredible. It was all I could do not to yell out, I wanted to laugh with joy as I had never cum like that before. Hans fell in my arms and I just held him for several minutes while he stroked and emptied his cum in me. We never kissed. He slowly pulled out and without a word I went back to the shower.

Hans was gone by the time that I finished with my shower. I dried off, dressed in my shorty pj's and went to my tent where Bill was waiting. I told him that Hans massaged my thigh and it was no longer sore. Bill got turned on for some reason, I guess he was visualizing about Hans being so close to my pussy, and soon Bill was playing with me. I kinda liked it and in just moments Bill slid down in our two-person sleeping bag and started to lick my pussy.

Now Bill can eat…I guess it is a talent he developed because of his small five-inch cock. Soon, he was probing my pussy with his tongue and sucking on my clit. I was again as hot as ever, knowing Bill was cleaning the cum out my pussy, the cum from another man. Knowing that made it all the hotter. He loved it and stayed down on me longer than usual. I came twice. Bill then climbed on top of me, could not hold it and came in me in just a minute or two; He then snuggled close to me and commented on how hot I was and how great I tasted. He surmised that bike trips like this were good for both of us. I agreed.