BBW Bike Park - Part 1

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I'd seen her every day that week, riding past on her bike, her arse covering the entirety of the seat whilst her lycra top and shorts covered barely anything. Her watemellon tits jiggled like jelly as she hit that pothole the fucking council refused to fill, just outside my window. I licked my lips, hoping each time she came down my road that she'd go down it, just so I could watch her tanned flesh ripple like the waves of an angry ocean.

It was nearly the weekend, and I knew she wouldn't be back until Monday. My heart sped up, it'd be two more days before I saw her moist cameltoe gliding past my house. My husband was at work he wouldn't be back until later, if at all, as usual. I took a deep breath and pushed my hair behind my ears and looked at myself in the mirror above the computer my husband loved to spend whole days fingering at. What a shame he didn't feel the same way about me.

My skin began to tingle. I pinched my cherry cheeks until they glowed and pulled my ample DDs into my balconette bra, the slight blush of my already hard nipples peeked from the black lace. I pulled my matching knickers up until they flossed my arse and I could feel the elastic pushing against my throbbing pussy. I sighed, if I didn't hurry, I was going to miss my chance and all of this would have been for nothing.

I pulled my silk kimono round me, not that the sheer material did anything to hide my curves. Slipping my freshly painted toes into my red fluffy heels, I tottered to the door and listened, chewing on th tip of my finger as I did so. The road was silent as it usually was, but soon I heard the unmistakable squeal of a bike struggling uphill under the weight of such a gorgeous round arse. My breath caught in my chest.

Flinging the door back with a flourish, I made sure it clattered hard against the wall so the beauty on the bike had no choice but to look my way. She pulled noisily to a halt and stared at me with eyes almost as round as her breasts. She glowed as she heaved a breath, making her plump belly shimmy in the high morning sun. The new outfit she wore today was even smaller than before and it sent a thrill through me. I smiled at her, making no secret of my eyes roaming all over her veluptous body.

"Is everything okay?" She huffed, walking her bike toward me. "You frightened the life out of me!"

I twisted a strand of my hair around my finger and tilted my head.

"Oh sorry, I thought you were someone else," I replied, wetting my lips.

She narrowed her eyes, but it didn't diguise the fact her gaze dropped to my tits playing peek-a-boo through my black satin gown. Her throat bulged as she swallowed hard.

"And, uh, who were you waiting for?" she asked, folding her arms across her cheat, squishing those fantastic boobs up until they practically toched her chin.

I could hear my heart mimicking the rhythmic thrum of my clit. This was all going far too slow for my liking. Any longer and I'd bIe forced to shove one of those bike handlebars up my cunt. I "accidently" tugged at the belt of my kimono. It fell open, my brand new undies exposed for the world to see, a trill of electricity ran down my spine. There were only one pair of eyes I wanted on me.

"It was just a friend, but, maybe you could help me instead?" I purred, adjusting my panties.

Her eyes lingered on my pussy and then raked all the way back up to meet my gaze. I smirked as she said nothing and followed me in, forgetting her bike on the path entirely.

[To be continued]

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Hochgeladen August 30, 2021
Notes Sexy lesbian bbw entertains bored housewife with her exquisite riding skills.
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