Literotic asexstories – The Cycling Team – Ch. 01 by PatinaLaCroix,PatinaLaCroix
Chapter 1
“Babe, I’m coming!” Jenna laughed to herself. That’s the only time I say that to Mark, she thought. She threw a leg over her bicycle and pedaled until she caught up to him.
Mark and Jenna loved cycling together here in the Southwest. Jenna admired the view as his powerful legs and glutes propelled the racing bike forward. He’s not all bad, she thought. His spandex clad ass flexed adorably as she caught up and briefly passed him.
“Nice view!” Mark said as he rolled up beside her. He loved the tight cycling clothing on her body. He loved the way it shined in the sun and the way it clung to a woman’s curves. It wasn’t exactly a fetish but…it was kind of a fetish of his.
Every week, they did a group ride with their cycling team. About a dozen riders came out. They loved the camaraderie, and exercise, and the eye candy of the other riders. Mark and Jenna both had a healthy eye on the opposite sex as the team uniforms left little to the imagination.
Scott was a slightly older dude who towered over Mark and Jenna at 6’3″. At recovery stops, neither could help but notice that he had apparently stuffed a bratwurst down his shorts. It had to be at least 7″ flaccid.
Dave was a rail thin, 6’1″ sprinter. He was extraordinarily fit and could dance up the mountainsides with the best riders on the team. He had a great smile, and better legs, according to Jenna.
JD was a former military man, and like the rest was over six feet tall. Jenna loved hearing his stories that nearly always started with, “I really ain’t supposed to talk about this but…” This was invariably followed by a graphic story about his time in Iraq. He was very aggro but Jenna was intrigued.
Annika was a tiny cyclist who was doing her emergency room residency. She was barely five feet tall. Her pert ass was a highlight of climbs for Mark. He could climb much faster than her but he always seemed to summit at the same time. Jenna worked at the same hospital as a nurse so she loved chatting with Annika and mostly ignored Mark’s leering.
Julie was JD’s wife. She was much younger than him and loved going out dancing with Jenna and Mark. Her blond hair hung below her shoulders and she had all the right curves.
Katrina was an Asian-American woman around the same age as Julie. She had tiny little tits, barely visible beneath her jersey. On the bottom, her powerful legs made her the best sprinter among the women. She was mixed Japanese and Filipino heritage and her skin became dusky in the desert sun.
“Alright, let’s go!”, shouted Dave and they all rolled into action. They were headed to a local mountain pass today and there would be plenty of climbing. As they approached, Mark gradually slid to the back of the group, where Annika waited. Scott and Dave gently teased him.
“Aren’t you ever going to get better at climbing? The view is great from the front!”
“The view seems fine back here,” said Matt as he openly leered at Annika. Annika sat up and raised her hands as if to say, “calm down.”
Jenna was a little miffed at how open Mark was about Annika. They both appreciated the opposite sex but here he was flaunting his crush.
A couple hours went by and the ride wound down.
“Don’t forget our dinner party!” Jenna called, “it starts at eight and goes till…late.”
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“Honey, how do I look?” Jenna twirled for Mark. She was wearing a black, strapless bodycon dress with 4-inch stilettos to match.
“Awesome! I may have to tell everyone the party’s cancelled.” He turned her sideways and lightly smacked her rear end. He was wearing nice slacks and a button down shirt.
“Don’t you dare. I’ve been looking forward to this for months and I finally got everyone to say yes for tonight. All our cycling friends are going to be here.” Jenna said.
“Which reminds me, I’ve got to get back to the kitchen.” Mark was a fantastic cook and the menu for tonight’s dinner included his Beef Wellington, along with a lentil salad, homegrown carrots in brown butter, all followed by a tiramisu from the local family owned Italian place.
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“That was great but I’m stuffed.” Scott said.
“Like your wife!” Jenna interjected.
The table burst into laughter as Mark’s wife’s lewd remark sank in. The fact the Scott was packing was no secret to anyone on the team. Annika and Julie gave one another a smirk while Katrina hid her smile with a wine glass. Everyone had been drinking heavily since arrival and they were all nice and socially lubricated.
Mark cleared all the dishes while Jenna suggested they move to the rec room. This was a big room in the basement where they loved to hang out, drink and play on the arcade cabinets Mark collected.
After an hour or so, Jenna suggested they play Truth or Dare.
“Seriously, Jenna? Is this 8th grade summer camp?” Katrina asked.
“Look, I just think we could use a team building exercise. It’ll be fun. You’re not scared of a couple little truths coming out, are you?”
“Ugh, let’s do it.” Once Katrina’s resistance was broken, everyone else fell in line.
They all sat on the floor in a circle. Mark sat across from Jenna and could see she was flashing her black thong at most of the room. He shifted his pants a little as his member stiffened slightly.
“Alright, I’ll start,” Jenna said. She spun an empty wine bottle and it landed on Mark. Perfect, she thought, I can get a little revenge for him embarrassing me today.
“Truth or Dare?”
“Truth, obviously. We just started.” He laughed nervously.
“Do you want to fuck Annika?” The room went silent for a moment, then all the guys except Mark shouted, “Oooooooooohhhh.” He gave them a death stare. He glanced at Annika. He couldn’t lie after the way he acted today. “Yes. I mean, obviously I wouldn’t because we’re married but, yeah.”
“Thank you for your honesty…jerk.” Jenna gestured to the bottle for Mark to spin. It landed on Katrina.
“Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“What’s your deepest sexual fantasy?” Mark leaned forward. Katrina put her hands over mouth and then lowered them. She whispered something no one could hear.
“What?!” Jenna yelled
“A threesome, ok? I want to have a threesome with two dudes. I wanna know what it’s like to get spit roasted. Happy?” Jenna clapped and laughed.
“Yes girl! That’s awesome. And it’s on my list for sure too.” She glanced at her husband Mark. He smiled and adjusted himself again.
The bottle next pointed to JD.
“Truth or Dare?”
“Truth”
“Have you ever had a threesome?”
“Girlie, I was in the military.”
“Is that a yes?” Julie looked on with interest.
“Hell yes. We saw each other’s dicks all the time. Makes sense we’d use them together. We would sleep with the local whores together, or sometimes one of the women in the unit would get lonely. It’s hard out there.”
“And in here,” piped up Jenna as she pointed to her husband’s distended lap. The women giggled as they saw Mark shift uncomfortably. He was embarrassed but incredibly turned on by how mean Jenna was being. He wasn’t turned on by thinking about JD’s dick. It was just the situation.
JD spun the bottle and it landed on Annika, “Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“What color are your panties?” Annika was wearing a slinky cocktail dress covered in sequins. She blushed at the question and answered, “None. I’m not wearing any.” Mark’s dick pulsed, though he didn’t think anyone noticed.
“I don’t believe you.” Dave chimed in. According to the rules, Annika had to either prove what she said, or take a dare. If what she claimed was true, Dave would have to do a forfeit dare instead.
Annika hesitated slightly, then stood up and turned around. She ran her hands along her hemline in back, as if to lift and show them the lack of panties. Suddenly, she briefly twirled and lifted the front of her dress instead. They all got a view of her tiny, shaven pussy. It glistened with moisture. Clearly, the game wasn’t only getting to Mark.
“Now you have a forfeit!” Annika declared triumphantly. She pursed her lips. “I know. You have to strip off your clothes, then do a lap around the house.”
Dave looked around for support, but all he got was the other three guys chanting, “Forfeit!” at him.
He stood and listened to the women wolf whistling as he peeled off his clothes. His dick flopped out of his underwear. He was at least twice as long flaccid as Mark. Everyone bundled upstairs as Dave prepared to launch himself around the house. 30 seconds later, he returned to the whoops and hollers of the women.
“I think I scared the hell out of your neighbor’s dog, but otherwise I’m ok.”
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After grabbing another round of drinks, the party returned to the basement.
Annika spun the bottle and it landed on Jenna. “Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“What’s your deepest sexual fantasy?”
“Uh, well, that threesome one sounds nice, but, uh, I don’t want Mark to be one of them. I want it to be two different men. I want to turn Mark into a cuckold.” Jenna looked straight into Mark’s eyes. “And I think he wants it too.”
There was dead silence. Jenna leaned forward and spun the bottle, staring at Mark the whole time with a smile on her face. It landed on Julie.
“Truth or Dare?”
“Dare.”
“Oh wow, really? You must have some dark secrets. Ok, give me a minute.” Jenna thought for a moment. “You have to suck on Dave’s nipples for 30 seconds.”
Julie nodded and leaned over without hesitation. JD was smiling as his wife slurped Dave’s nipple into her mouth. Her jerked once or twice but was able to hold still after that. His head dropped back in pleasure just before Jenna called time. Dave was rock hard now and his seven inches protruded from his naked lap.
Julie sat back, wiped a little spit from the corner of her mouth and spun the bottle. It landed on Mark. “Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“Are there any women here you don’t wanna fuck?” Mark looked deep into Jenna’s eyes now. He was irritated with her.
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