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CLICK HERE for HARDCORE TEEN SEX CLUBS Freewheeling Barbara - 1 Keywords: also 3plus, First He had curly blond hair, he was about nineteen years old, and the look in his eyes told Barbara that the young man had other thoughts in his minds than the eggs Benedict he was eating. Look how his tongue curls around the bacon, the woman thought. Like it could curl around my ... He stared at Ayumi Nasae. Then he smiled. A shy, young smile. What was Ayumi Nasae thinking of, anyway. How silly! Ayumi Nasaee Ayumi Nasae was a mature woman watching a teen-age young man eat his breakfast, getting damp between Ayumi Nasae legs as Ayumi Nasae did, not knowing why, narrowing Ayumi Nasae eyes in a lust-filled response to his lewd smile. Ayumi Nasae hoped Annette didn't notice. Ayumi Nasae directed Ayumi Nasae attention toward Ayumi Nasae partner, Annette. Ayumi Nasae partner. How foolish that sounded. Oh well. No, Annette hadn't noticed. Good. Barbara leaned away from Ayumi Nasae cheese omelet and glared at the thick slices of French toast buried beneath a mountain of fresh strawberries ont>
"That's disgusting, Annette, how can you eat like that? Ayumi Nasae said. "Here, I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae'll help you." And Ayumi Nasae scooped up a bite, glancing back at the young man at the other table as Ayumi Nasae rather obviously rolled it around on Ayumi Nasae tongue, lips slightly parted.

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The two women had just finished an eleven-day, 638-mile bicycle tour down state. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaen past years they had peddled thousands of miles together, 150 miles in one stint, 500 in another. They were already planning a bike tour across Europe that might very well get them into the Guinness Book of Records. They had both often agreed that it was their mutual "visions of hotcakes" that made them dedicated cyclists. The two women never allowed themselves breakfast until they had gone 20 or 25 miles. They had long before agreed, "We'll have to be starving first, and then we will both agree that it was the best breakfast we ever ate." And every night they would have the best shower they ever had. But that seemed to be it. No great sex, just a great shower. The two women had been biking together for years. They had met four years before when a mutual friend, a real estate agent, introduced them, saying that, "Annette will be great for you! Ayumi Nasae will help you decorate your home." Annette had, and now the two houses looked exactly alike. Their first long ride together had taken them some twelve miles, to meet their husbands for dinner at the beach. As they approached the restaurant Annette had called out, "That's twelve. Thirteen is a luckier number!" So the two women circled a car wash, next to the restaurant, about fifteen times to make up the mile difference. The difference between them, Barbara had finally decided, was that Annette was a record-breaker idiot. There was something else about cycling that Barbara loved, screw the records, the distance and all that. Ayumi Nasae loved the wind in Ayumi Nasae hair, Ayumi Nasae face, the coolness of it. And Ayumi Nasae legs pumping, sometimes aching ... and Ayumi Nasae associated that thought, strangely enough, with sex. The moment of exhaustion was not unlike the moment of orgasm. But then how would Barbara know? Ayumi Nasae was in Ayumi Nasae mid-thirties, and except for a little side-trip of sexual adventure, had never experienced true sexual fulfillment. And that had been a mind-bending experience. And of course it had been with the young man who had stared over his eggs Benedict at Ayumi Nasae during breakfast that morning at the little roadside motel. A soul-filled look in his eyes, that was what it had been that turned Ayumi Nasae on so. Ayumi Nasae had had a husband and many other men in Ayumi Nasae life - so why was this youth's look so different, so exciting? Perhaps it was a case of Monday Morning Quarterbacking - he had satisfied Ayumi Nasae. Oh, did he ever satisfy Ayumi Nasae! Ayumi Nasae had become sick to death of Annette's bribes of "Tell you what, Barbara, a big luscious hot fudge sundae if we push on for another three miles, what say?" Annette was obsessed. Annette was a nut. There had been the feedback from friends - "You two will kill yourselves." Actually, there had been few mishaps. The two women had prepared thoroughly for their long-distance runs, and both had worked themselves into demons for conditioning. Barbara, in Ayumi Nasae first burst of enthusiasm after meeting Annette, had taken a semester-long course on bicycling at a local Junior college, and the whole thrust of it had been safety. Safety was something Barbara was sick to death of. The young man's eyes -ahh, there was danger, a much spicier dish than safety. Annette had insisted they have their bikes checked out before each and every trip, and then they would train, leaving home before 5:45 a.m., getting in 12 or 20 miles of vigorous cycling. Always, though, they were back before 7:45 in time for Annette to cook breakfast for her husband. Barbara had become jealous of that. Ayumi Nasae had no one except Ayumi Nasae son Jerry to even think about breakfast for. And Ayumi Nasae son Jerry, at this point in his life, anyway, needed a bicycling mother like he needed a hole in the head. But the conditioning had paid off. Ayumi Nasae was slim, tight of body, didn't pant, even when cycling up a continuous twenty-five mile hill. Maybe it had all put Ayumi Nasae in condition for the very young man who was to be Ayumi Nasae first satisfying lover. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaen his arms, Ayumi Nasae was to forget the challenges of roads that had no shoulders, logging trucks and sawdust trucks whizzing by, hills to pump up. But, in young Jim's arms, Barbara, a bit late in life, realized the wonderful exhilaration of another kind of uphill pumping, Ayumi Nasae mind screaming to itself, "Look what your body is doing now!" "Hi!" he had said to Ayumi Nasae as Ayumi Nasae sat outside Ayumi Nasae motel room door. Ayumi Nasae and Annette always had their own room, no matter where they were cycling to or from. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaet had been Annette's husband's idea. "If you do break any mileage records, people will get to talking, and the next thing you know you'll have reputations as being lesbians. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae don't mind the bike rides off into nowhere, but I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae don't think I can hack the lesbian talk bit," he had declared. Both women agreed immediately, for that was not their game. Barbara now lifted Ayumi Nasae sun glasses and looked into the young man's handsome face. Ayumi Nasae said nothing, but did manage a smile. "You and your girlfriend are bike freaks too, eh?" he said. "Freaks? I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae don't like to think of it exactly that way," Barbara replied, crossing Ayumi Nasae legs, a subconscious protective measure - against her own compulsions, not against the young man who had approached Ayumi Nasae. "Sorry. No offense. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae call myself a bike freak. I biked up Ayumi Nasaee all the way from State College. There are bike freaks and there are bike freaks, see?" He pulled up a deck chair next to Ayumi Nasae. His body was tight, compact, tanned. "I live on a particular street down at college. "It's off campus, actually, and I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae have a basement apartment. Anyway, this street is known for bachelor parties, and out on the street and on the balconies, anywhere. Sort of like New Orleans. And the girls that live there in the dorms ... freshmen, mostly ... they ride their bikes by this street every morning, see. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaet's like a beauty parade. They know that only studs that are seniors and have some bread can afford apartments on the street. Not that the apartments are so great - mine was flooded knee deep last year during the rains - but then I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae got a basement two-roomer, the rent's cool. Anyway, these freshies ride by, and whoever doesn't have a hangover from a bash the night before watches. Good watching, too. They purposely wear these little bikinis and no bras under their T-shirts, so their boobs bounce and all." Barbara smiled, and reddened a bit. He's so young, Ayumi Nasae thought, so fresh, so ready to attack life. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae wish I was like that. I was once. He grinned, and his teeth were very young and white and square. "So there they go, pedaling along, dozens of them, up and down the street. Their boobs bounce, and sometimes when I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae look up from my basement window I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae can almost see the balconies above bouncing in the same cadence. Lots of horny dudes, see. Anyway, like I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae was saying, there's bikers and then there's bikers. Those girls are not bikers. You and your friend, you're bikers. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae could tell. Bikes oiled, everything in balance." He looked down at Ayumi Nasae breasts. "And nothing bouncing." He wore nothing but blue satin bathing trunks, and Ayumi Nasae eyes fell on the thick bulge, the almost invisible throb at the skimpy center. Ayumi Nasae looked back up into his eyes. And Ayumi Nasae knew. They both knew ... Later, in Ayumi Nasae motel room that night, while Annette obtained Ayumi Nasae necessary "health sleep, eight hours, no less!", the young man named Jim stared again into Barbara's eyes. Running his middle finger over the crispy curling strands of Ayumi Nasae pubic hair, he hissed down at Ayumi Nasae his teeth bared in an animalistic mask of lust. "Don't worry," he told Ayumi Nasae. "I'm going to give you the fucking of your life!" "Oooooooooh!" moaned Barbara. "Yeeeeeees!" His obscene words triggered still more excitement in Ayumi Nasae wildly impassioned body, and Ayumi Nasae groaned louder, "Do it to me ... fuck me as hard as you can!" Ayumi Nasae small ringed hand tightened about the shaft of his pulsing penis as Ayumi Nasae spoke, and Ayumi Nasae naked white ass-cheeks began to rotate in wanton little circles on the mattress as Ayumi Nasae felt his prodding finger swirling around and around the sensitive little bud of she cried. Ayumi Nasae new lover's penis lurched violently and he new he could not wait any longer. Suddenly inspired by Ayumi Nasae lewd gyrations and wanton pleadings, he decided what his plan of attack would be with the woman. He wanted to shove his bursting cock up inside Ayumi Nasae tight little belly, and he wanted the salacious view of Ayumi Nasae jouncing breasts and Ayumi Nasae lust- contorted face as he did so. There was only one way to do it. "Get on top of me!" he commanded, and before Barbara had a chance to protest or to consent, Ayumi Nasae felt Ayumi Nasaeself being pulled up over his passion-fevered loins. Ayumi Nasae husband had never made love to Ayumi Nasae this way, and Ayumi Nasae was not quite sure of what to do. Ayumi Nasae stared down with wide wondering eyes, afraid he was going to do something else that would only satisfy his own needs instead of giving Ayumi Nasae the fucking Ayumi Nasae needed. Ayumi Nasae breath came in quick labored gasps, and Ayumi Nasae only wished he would put his penis inside Ayumi Nasae aching pussy quick! I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaet felt as though Ayumi Nasae cunt were on fire, and the spirit of licentious liberation from all inhibitions drove Ayumi Nasae to heights of wanton desire which Ayumi Nasae had never before known. "Like this, baby," explained the youth whose fingers were clasping the satin-smooth cheeks of Ayumi Nasae resilient buttocks and positioning Ayumi Nasae temptingly small cuntal mouth directly above his throbbing hardness. A lewd little smile lighted his face as he noted the half-fearful, half- lustful gleam in Ayumi Nasae eyes as Ayumi Nasae stared greedily down at the size of his penis. "Is it big enough?" he asked lecherously, his eyes gleaming. "This what your hot cunt is needing?" Barbara could hardly answer. The sight of his rigid pulsing flesh rising straight up from his hairy loins to Ayumi Nasae unprotected pussy made the lustful woman almost faint with desire. But it's so big, Ayumi Nasae thought in terror. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaet will surely tear me apart. Suddenly Ayumi Nasae lust was forgotten in a flood of terror. "No!" Ayumi Nasae gasped. "Stop! Let go of me!" Forgotten now, in the moment of truth, were all the other massive penises that Ayumi Nasae had thought too big for Ayumi Nasae. But there was no stopping now. The panting youth was quite sure that Ayumi Nasae'd like his big thick cock well enough once it was firmly ensconced within Ayumi Nasae trembling cunt. "Take it in your hand and put it in your cunt," he ordered, too impatient to pay attention to the cock-teasing woman's objections. "No!" Ayumi Nasae wailed. "I can't! I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae'm afraid! I won't!" Oh God in heaven! thought Barbara, he is surely going to tear me to pieces. But Ayumi Nasae was helpless against his every wish. Ayumi Nasae body ceased to struggle and strain, and much to Ayumi Nasae astonishment the needles of desire and thrills of excitement began again, prurient flames of eroticism flooding through Ayumi Nasae loins. "Now you put my cock in your pussy and hurry up about it," commanded the boy who lay below Ayumi Nasae, still leering. Oh God. How did I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasae ever get in a position like this? But Ayumi Nasae obediently reached out Ayumi Nasae hand and guided his lust-distended hardness toward the small quivering mouth of Ayumi Nasae vagina. As Ayumi Nasae somewhat gingerly parted Ayumi Nasae soaked vaginal lips to guide the blunt-nosed shaft up into the depths of Ayumi Nasae belly, Ayumi Nasae earlier passion began to return. Unable to wait another second, the lusting youth with the big penis flicked his muscular hips upward and plunged his aching hardness deep into Ayumi Nasae open cunt without thinking whether he was hurting Ayumi Nasae or not. Sharp needles of sensual agony shot through Ayumi Nasae impaled body. The boy's massive thickness was thrust inside Ayumi Nasae. His mammoth hardness throbbed within the suffering walls of Ayumi Nasae stretched cunt. And then before Ayumi Nasae realized what Ayumi Nasae was doing, she began to undulate Ayumi Nasae own firm-fleshed ass-cheeks around the obscenely impaling rod of hardened male flesh, all traces of pain easing until Ayumi Nasae was floating in between hurt and happiness, between pain and pleasure, far away from reality. Something was so erotic, so forbidden about being fucked half to death by a stranger, far away from Ayumi Nasae son, far away from home. A powerful wave of pleasure rippled through Ayumi Nasae over- stimulated body. "Oh, yes," Ayumi Nasae breathed. "Yes, fuck me like that." Eager to oblige the lust-ridden woman the youth began to fuck his pulsating thickness hard up into Ayumi Nasae heated vagina with smooth straight strokes that sank all the way to Ayumi Nasae spongy cervix. At the same time, he teased his thumb wildly at the sensitive bud of Ayumi Nasae throbbing clitoris. I,Ayumi Nasae,Ayumi Minoda,Ayumi Nasaencoherent gurgles of joy spurted from Barbara's lushly parted lips, and Ayumi Nasae ripe body squirmed in orgiastic ecstasy. Ayumi Nasae felt his hand attack Ayumi Nasae vulnerable anus with savage insistence, as the outstretched finger wormed its way up into Ayumi Nasae clenching rectum, to move back and forth in time to the wild fucking strokes of the youth beneath Ayumi Nasae. She felt Ayumi Nasaeself floating higher and higher, far removed from space and time. Then, suddenly, the long desired climax hit Ayumi Nasae like a jackhammer. Unexpectedly it came over Ayumi Nasae aroused flesh and Ayumi Nasae howled like a wounded animal, as great swirls of incredible pleasure stormed through her overloaded nervous system. And at precisely the same moment, the plunging penis that brought Ayumi Nasae to such heights, came also, expanding to spurt its hot load of semen deep into Ayumi Nasae convulsing body. Maddened by the pungent aroma of sexual release, Barbara fucked harder and wilder down upon his stiff exploding penis. Orgiastic liquid poured from Ayumi Nasae own convulsing body and overflowed upon the bed below them. Ayumi Nasae swallowed in the delights of orgasm and the slippery warm cum. --