Secret Public Masturbation – Cumming on my Morning Bike Ride

Secret Public Masturbation – Cumming on my Morning Bike Ride

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It was a warm summer day, and I decided to go for a long bike ride to enjoy the beautiful weather. I put on my favorite workout clothes, a tight-fitting tank top, and a pair of cycling shorts that hugged my curves just right. I hopped on my sleek road bike, ready for a great workout, with naughty thoughts of secret public masturbation entering my mind.

You see, I had slept in too long this morning and hadn’t had time to fuck myself with a dildo. As I pedaled along the smooth asphalt, I couldn’t help but notice the sensations that were building up in my body. The repetitive motion of my legs pumping the pedals was sending pleasurable jolts up my spine. I could feel a tingling warmth spreading between my legs. My breathing quickened, and my heart rate started to rise with each stroke of the pedals.

I hesitated, reaching for my clit, ready to indulge in some secret public masturbation, but then looked around and decided against it.

Instead, I decided to pick up the pace, feeling a surge of adrenaline as I pushed myself harder. My muscles were working in harmony as I leaned forward, gripping the handlebars tightly, and my boobs bounced against my sports bra, making my nipples more and more erect. The thought of having a nipple orgasm crept into my head, but I didn’t know if it would quite satisfy me.

As I rode along the quiet country roads, the vibrations from the road beneath me began sending delicious shivers up my spine. I could feel my inner muscles clenching and releasing with each bump in the road.

My breathing became shallower, and I knew there was no stopping myself from indulging in secret public masturbation.

So I let my hands explore my body, gliding over my curves and teasing my sensitive skin. My nipples hardened under my tank top, and I could feel the wetness pooling between my legs. My fingers found their way to my aching clit, and I began to stroke it in sync with my pedaling.

The pleasure intensified with each stroke, and I could feel the tension building up. My breath came in ragged gasps as I approached the edge of ecstasy. I could no longer contain the pleasure within me, and I let out a loud moan.

I didn’t give a fuck anymore about who could see me or hear me. In my eyes, secret public masturbation was far from a crime.

My body convulsed with powerful waves of intense orgasms that rippled through me. Each one left me gasping more and more for breath. The sensations were overwhelming, and I lost track of time as I rode on, my body still quivering with aftershocks of pleasure.

I finally slowed down, my legs feeling like jelly as I stopped by the side of the road. I opened my eyes, feeling euphoric and alive. My body was tingling, and my mind was filled with a sense of wonder at the powerful orgasms I’d experienced while riding my bicycle.

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