New Method Of Masturbation Gets Better With New Found Friend

It's Sunday morning. After a restless night, I decide to go for a road bike ride. I put on my favourite cycling outfit, a dark blue pair of the tightest lycra bibs and a matching jersey.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I love cycling, it allows me to show off my cock bulge, tight, fit ass and toned legs to the women of the world I pass. It feels like I'm going into public naked...legally.    

Lately I've been secretly shooting my cum load in public also.

This is how I do it.

I edge for at least five nights beforehand at night for about 2 to 3 hours before I go to sleep. I use my favourite  new edging fluid...coconut oil...if you haven't tried it yet you must, a few drops on the cock and its lube heaven for at least 30 mins. 

After nipple pulling and twisting I'm as hard as a hammer handle and cue the coconut oil. Tugging, hand fucking and stroking until a almost cum. Some eating of my precum and I stop. 5 nights of this and a Sunday bike ride gets sexier by the mile. 

I've found a coffee shop with large, long tablecloths, sexy young waitresses, and a regular location stop for a local women's cycling group. 

I park my bike, sit down outside, order a coffee and with my sunglasses on check out the lovely tight women drinking their mid ride coffee.  Under the table I gently stroke my growing cock through my shorts, to complete hardness.

Once hard, I get up, go to the bathroom, and roll a tight-fitting condom on my now throbbing, beautiful cut cock (Did I say love my cock? it is amazing...I love my circumcision cut, the way it looks, feels, and the taste of the cum it produces).

I purposefully walk past the lycra-clad ladies as I walk back to my table, hoping they will see my bulging, lycra-clad crotch.

I sit down and try to imagine the sexiest mousy brown-haired member of the group, with white shorts and more than a mouth full breasts on her back in my bedroom, sucking my precum lubed member, as I gently fuck her mouth, I on the other hand at the same time have my face intensely licking her tight, wet pussy and sucking her clit.

While I imagine this at the civilised coffee shop, I'm stroking my now mega hard fantastic cock underneath the table.

The pleasure on my face is hidden by sunglasses, but my subdued panting is rather harder to hide.

By now I'm usually filling my condom attached to my wonderful cock, with my juicy, white goodness.

But today the beauty I have focussed on sees this from two tables over and approaches me to ask me if I'm OK.

I say yes, I overdid it a bit on today's ride. She said I'm Rachael, do you mind if I sit down?

I said sure take a seat.

She sat down beside me and said nice bike.

I said thanks, you come here often?

Every Sunday, I've seen you about riding and here too.

Really? I acted surprised, I lied, I'd seen her around too. I said nice shorts, you don't see white much anymore.

She stood up and did a twirl, giving me a 360 close-up view of her tight ass, thighs, and camel toe, partially covered by her seat pad.

I said very nice. Looks like you ride a lot. 

Thanks, I also do yoga, pilaties and I'm a sex therapist.

Well it works wonders for my body and stamina.

She sat down.

Now let's get back to the coffee and what you were up to before I sat down.

I said what do you mean?

She slid her right hand under the tablecloth and up my left thigh.

I flinched and leant towards the table.

Ohhhh who's big and hard now.

I whispered, I guess me....

She stroked my now throbbing cock slowly.

I'm nice and wet too, touch me big boy.

I slid my left hand under the cloth and found her amazing lips through the white shorts.

I could feel her juice as it soaked her $300 crafted piece of tight lycra.

She said let's keep going until we both cum.

As I was stroking her, she grabbed my hand and eased it into the top part of her shorts.

She leaned forward to accommodate my hand.

Her vagina was smooth and clean-shaven. It was also incredibly wet and felt toned. Her lips were pulsating and hungry for my fingers to enter them.

My cock was 10 seconds from shooting its load of fresh goodness, she said in a hushed voice, finish me.

I withdrew my hand and focused on gently pushing my forefinger onto her clitoris, and I used the sweet-smelling cum she produced to wiggle my fingertip in a circular motion. 

She groaned quietly and threw her head back, her clit and lips were convulsing. She had well and truly cum, my hand was soaked.

I withdrew and bent down below the table to sample her delicious load. 

Mmmm, this was the finest vaginal juice I've ever sampled. I wished we were in a private room, so I could have buried my face in the toned pussy which produced it, and licked it clean and dry.

I looked her in the eye and she said now you. 

It took one stroke, I was done, she could see the look on my face.

She smiled, let's go inside for a minute. We walked into the nearby shopping centre and into the unisex toilet.

Inside she unzipped my jersey, took it off and pulled down my bib short straps and pulled the shorts to my knees.

She smiled, took off my load-filled condom, and drank the contents. She swallowed my cum and kissed me on my lips. I tasted my load and started to get hard again. 

She could see this and she immediately took my cock in her mouth and sucked me hard. She cleaned me up and stood up.

You tasted like cum from heaven. Your cock is so well cut too.

I put my jersey back on and walked out behind her. Back at the table she said do you want to meet some other time....maybe for a fuck?

I said of course...maybe next Sunday?