The Young Lady on the Bicycle

Instantly, I felt a rush of heat down there. It felt like a jolt of electricity was running through my entire body, making every hair stand on end in a strangely good way.

"Oh, why do you feel so hot down here?"

A fleeting look of excitement crossed Wendy's face as she crouched down while moving her hand.

The squatting position made her spandex stretch taut, and that little dip between her legs became even more pronounced.

I had to admit, her hands were incredibly soft. It left me feeling all tingly, like my bones would melt at any second.

Parting my lips, I started breathing heavily.

Upon hearing the sounds, Wendy suddenly realized what she was doing. "Joey, does this feel good? I'm pretty much helping you relieve yourself right now, aren't I?"

Snapping out of it, I quickly made up an excuse. "Even if it looks like it, you're really just helping me get the blood flowing so that it doesn't bruise. If the blood clots up in there, it could get seriously damaged."

"I see."

Wendy started to move her hand even faster.

Dang, she was a natural at this. It seriously felt way too good.

As I lay there on the ground, my spine tingled as if electricity was running down it. Every cell in my body was buzzing with pure bliss.

The pain from earlier was completely gone, replaced by an intoxicating warmth, and I could feel myself getting even more worked up.

"Joey, it's getting really hot. It feels much harder than earlier now."

Staring at it with wide eyes, she inched closer out of curiosity. As she did, her lips parted slightly, revealing the tip of her tongue.

It felt like I was going to lose my mind. Just her hand wasn't going to cut it.

I wanted her to use her mouth. "That's a good sign. Now that you've gotten the blood moving, it's beginning to swell even more. You need to use your mouth to suck the trapped blood out now."

As soon as Wendy heard that, shock spread across her face, along with a hint of excitement.

Turning her head away, she said in a coy voice, "I'm not going to do that. Can't we try something else?"

"It's not like we have any tools with us, so it's either your mouth or nothing. If we wait any longer, I'll be done for. I'm sure you wouldn't want that on your conscience," I said, patiently spinning the lie while feeling like I was close to exploding.

She finally gave in, reluctantly leaning over and tying her hair up. "Fine, I'll help you out. But you can't blame me if something goes wrong later."

I nodded, watching her soft lips slowly lower.

In an instant, I felt an intense wave of warmth completely envelop me. It felt a million times better than her hands.

Every nerve in my body seemed to go off, and I couldn't help but tremble.

I dug my fingers into the dirt, and my toes curled up as I tried to fight off the tingling sensation that went straight to my core.

She grew feverishly hot all over, totally swept up in what she was doing. "Joey, it tastes good. I feel so restless… I want to do it."

She abruptly looked up at me, her eyes filled with a deep longing.

That made me thrilled beyond belief. I never expected a simple bike lesson would lead to something this incredible. "You do? Then get on top of me."

She couldn't get her cycling shorts off fast enough.

Soon, everything down there was completely on display, looking incredibly soft and rosy. She barely had any hair, which was dotted with little droplets of water.

Unable to take it any longer, I sat up, pulling her right into my arms.

She had this sweet scent and was soft to the touch. And her waist was so tiny that one hand was enough to wrap around it.

I steadied the bike before she eased onto the seat, the tips of her toes just barely reaching the ground.

As I abruptly spread her legs, she let out a soft moan. "Joey, are you completely fine now?"

"I'm better than fine. I'm in better shape than ever. Now, let me show you what a real man feels like."

With that, I dipped my waist and moved forward.