I started my bike ride and as I went along, a woman yelled out as I went past – “Hey, Babe!” I thought she said my first name, so I turned around and rode back to her. When I got up close, I realized I did not know this woman. She came over as I was still standing on my bike. As quick as she could, she came over and started touching my private parts! I began to feel all tingly inside like I never had before, but wanted to get away from her!
After finally breaking free and riding away, the manly urges slowly went away and I continued on my ride. Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about what she had done, since I had never had a woman touch me down there, let alone cause me to feel such pleasure. I kept my mind focused on my ride, but made sure to get back to my place as soon as I could.
When I got back, I walked the bike up to my third-floor apartment. After stripping naked, I stood facing the wall of my shower. I thought of what she did to me and started stroking my shaft just as she had done to me thru my tight bike shorts. As soon as I hit ‘the nerve’, I was overcome with a rush of pleasure and became rock solid. I tried to hold off as long as I could, but it was no use. It felt like a bomb had exploded inside of me as I reached orgasm for the first time in years. Once I finished climaxing, I cleaned things up and took a well-deserved shower.
For several days after that, all I had to do was think of her stroking me as I tried again to achieve yet another orgasm.
Later on, I stopped by an adult store and bought some cock rings. They were new to me, as well, but as soon as I put one on that was the right size, the same urges came back. I kept hitting the same spot and reaching multiple orgasms day after day. And, I thought of that woman each time and was able to climax.
After awhile, whenever I took my rides or walks along the river, I would sometimes see a woman in well-fitting jeans, tight shorts or bikinis and would get the same deep feelings and it would lead to me trying the same thing as soon as I got back. I couldn’t stop this and deep down I didn’t want to. Seeing any woman who excited my inner cravings would make me do the same thing.
I have progressed thru various stages of denial and pleasure. I started buying male chastity devices in order to curb my own desires. Still, as I wear them, I will think of a woman whenever I am unlocking myself and will achieve orgasms like I never felt before. I keep trying to up the ante each time and sooner or later I will wear myself out. I certainly hope not!
Who would have thought one simple bike ride could lead to a level of pleasure I never knew before?