Crust Bicycles Stories

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Crust Lust

by bigsick on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Darryl was in such a hurry that morning that he nearly put on his wicking shirt backwards. He brushed his teeth vigorously, but didn't stop to comb and coif. He was just going to get dirty again, he thought grimly. Darryl normally didn't plan on sweating this early in the morning, but ever since his Subaru had broken down last week, he'd had to rely on his b...

TIS: Sentosa

by LindaMichelle on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Vic and Mel arrived soon after and the girls happily hugged and kissed as if they hadn't seen each other in ages. Victoria was dressed in a very short one piece sundress that was light pink with some dark pink flower motifs and matching platform heels, as the girls hugged, her dress rode up to expose the bottom curves of her ass. Unlike Linda however, Vic...

TIS: The Bike Kiosk

by LindaMichelle on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The bike kiosk Uncle looked up from adjusting some brakes to see three nearly naked girls standing in front of him. He took his time to oogle at their bodies especially LindaMichelle's still damp (and translucent) white micro bikini before asking them where the bicycles were. "Well uncle", began Melissa, "they got lost or stolen I think..." "What do you m...

Maxine's New Life Ch. 04

by carniegirl on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

8 AM Monday morning found me in the jump seat of Marty's Ford pickup truck. Ted was driving the truck toward the Atlantic Ocean. Marty sat beside him in the front seat of the truck which was loaded down with motorized bicycles and trailers for our trip. I sat, quietly sipping coffee, while they argued. I wasn't all that concerned, since all families argue. I...

Mistress Doreen Ch. 07

by frankjohnson2448 on May 15, 2019
BDSM

Chapter Seven - The Day After and Beyond Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment and vote. If not choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the seventh in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for co...

The Copper Conundrum

by luigithicket on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In the Spring of 1902 in Bisbee, Arizona everyone had a light coating of copper dust on their hats, clothes, and exposed skin. At this time, Bisbee was home to one of the largest copper mines in the world and was the biggest city between St. Louis and San Francisco. Bisbee's Queen Mine penetrated half a mile into the crust of the Earth. Over 10,000 men wor...

TIS: Sentosa Ch. 02

by LindaMichelle on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Still humiliated from the hard face fucking the Bike Shop Uncle gave her, Linda mounted her bicycle carefully, trying her best not to expose her sweet young pussy as she did so. However, her short denim skirt was so tight and so tiny that her attempt was an utter failure. Already a few passers-by had stopped to observe her the moment they noticed that a hot...

Pihlajasaari Beach

by HenryWolton on Apr 22, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

One warm and lazy Sunday in June, my wife (Julia) and I (Henrik) packed our books and sun lotion, bought a couple of ciders and hopped on our bicycles to ride to Pihlajasaari beach. Pihlajasaari is a cute little island near Helsinki and is the best option for sunbathing if one doesn't want to leave the capital region. Fortunately, or unfortunately, we have...

Spoiled Little Dutch Girl

by JackInDiane on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I saw her as soon as she walked onto the train platform. Gorgeous, petite, and fair skinned... Long, fine blonde hair... Very typical Dutch girl. She must have also just come off a long haul flight like me. She was dressed almost in pajamas -- two tight camisole tops in different colors and a pair of stretchy, checkered, capri pants that were almost painted...

Alice and the Looking Glass Ch. 06

by LeopoldNicholas on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

O'Hare's Irish Tea Rooms was a popular stop on the road to Dinglebury. The vivid green frontage shouted the ethnicity of both the owner and the fare. Time for Tea!" The Hatter made no apologies for the stop. Tea was a necessary part of his existence, as vital as his other two main occupations, breathing and buggery. "Do they serve coffee?" Hatter looked...