Spring has arrived once again with its sunshine, flowers, and bright colors, all of which I love so much. Making use of the wonderful weather, my boyfriend and I went cycling in the mountains. Since it was warm enough, I decided not to wear panties under my shorts. I thought I could cool down the waking evil hiding between my thighs. But lust was trying to break loose... (Something similar had happened once when I was sitting in a car, riding along a bumpy road, and the seam in my shorts titillated me on the right spot.) I was doing quite well in terms of pleasing myself as we advanced down the dusty, bumpy path leading to the forest. Then I remembered that I had been there before, so we headed for the nearby lookout which is hidden by the trees. We climbed up, and I couldn't wait to tear off my wet shorts. I don't remember ever having been so wet before. The long stimulation has worked. I sat onto my lover's lap. He didn't lie down on the hard boards but kept himself off the ground, supporting himself on his hands and feet. The wide swinging motions gave rise to very exciting smacking sounds, which were further enhanced by my lover's moaning. His pleasure and the accompanying sounds made me completely wild. I didn't hold back any longer. I could feel a tingling sensation surging in my lower abdomen, and the contractions were so intense that the orgasm I experienced was bigger than anything I'd felt before. I saw stars and sparks for minutes. Then we caught our breath and kissed each other to finish off this wonderful morning before getting back on our bikes again.
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