Bicycle

Now good girls would wear jeans, or maybe short.....which is why I was in a short summer dress with absolutely nothing underneath...not a stitch. No bra, no panties...just a small backpack. I knew immediately that the hard leather saddle was going to do the job all on its own, but I wanted to help things along, so I made sure it was my bare bum, not my dress that was on it. I've read about people sniffing a girls bike seat, so I figured I'd give the hire shop owner or his son something to sniff! His son was about 16 I'd guess, maybe 15, and he couldn't take his eyes off me. Talk about the power of a girls body....but then I'm told that a 16 year old guy finds a carpet horny. Oh well....I also knew that while riding it, I either had to keep my knees close together, or anyone looking right at me would see my cunt. So....knees apart then (obviously). 

A couple of miles later and the seat was getting the benefit of my wetness. I don't know if leather likes pussy cream, but let me tell you, pussies like leather bike seats! I knew I could cum if I let myself, but that wasn't what I needed right at this moment. I wanted to tease myself by doing things I normally associate with sex, doing them outdoors, and NOT letting myself finish. So, it wasn't long before I stopped and found somewhere to have a pee. I hitched my skirt up and squatted. Peeing outdoors always makes me want to cum, and true to form my clit demanded attention....which I refused, much to her annoyance. Most girls, when they pee outdoors tend to have their knees together and their feet splayed. I don't do it like that. I like my knees apart as well. I get to smell my pussy scent and the sharp tang of my pee is an added bonus. Of course my brain supplied memories of a girl peeing on my leg in the shower which almost made me finish myself, but I wanted to wait.....there was a reason which I will tell you later.Back on the bike and another couple of miles.

By now, I was hot and sweaty too. Horny, hot, sweaty, wet between my legs. My favourite state of being! When I stopped for lunch I sat on some rocks about 10m from the road. Of course I sat in such a way that anyone who looked at me would do a double take. "Wait...is she wearing anything under that dress?" A couple of cars nearly put a wheel into the grass verge, but that's all part of the fun. By now, my cunt was almost screaming at me for attention, and anyway, It was time to get back. Several times, Imhad to cycle standing on the pedals because that seat in contact with me almost tipped me over the edge. Standing let my dress whip up with the breeze showing my bu, now and then. Back at the cycle hire shop, I handed the bike back to the son. The owner told me to return it to a shed round the back where his boy checks the bikes out before hiring them again. I made certain he got an eyeful as I got off. His eyes bugged, and a very pleasing tent appeared in his shorts. I smiled my sexiest smile and said "well, now I know it's true what a bike saddle can do for a girl." He fell over his words a bit but managed a "Really? It makes....""Yes....it makes us horny. I'm afraid ive made your saddle quite wet." Sine he had one hand on the saddle and one on the handle bars he knew he was touching my cunt juices. And that produced the rest of his shorts tent. I asked where his dad was and he told me he never leaves the front part of the shop.

The rest was simple. I just lifted my dress and finished myself off...which didn't take long. No, I didn't finish him (which was probably a bit mean of me and I would have liked to have seen what was causing that tent) but I have no doubt at all what he was doing the moment I left. I wonder if mine is the first pussy he has smelled? ​​​​​​​Hmmm deflowering a virgin guy......now that would be fun!