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Like Riding a Bike
Date: 12/3/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: RejectReality, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories
beyond the parking lot. Here are the camp rules.” He handed over a flier. “You can pick up the number for your bike at the table down by the lake. You can’t miss it. Happy Nude Day.” “Happy Nude Day,” he responded as the gate went up, though he’d never heard of the occasion before. He could see a large gathering of people down near the lake as he parked, but it was far enough away to be little more than a blur of skin and reflections from bicycles. The place was pretty nice from what he could see – better than most of the campgrounds he’d used over the years. After putting the car in park, he looked over the flier. Rule number one, which was stated in bold letters, said that no overtly sexual contact was to happen in public spaces. Kissing was allowed, as were hugs, hand-holding, and any other familiar touches that would be acceptable in a public situation. Erections were frowned upon, but not strictly against the rules unless purposely displayed in a rude and offensive manner. Everything else mirrored rules he’d seen for other campgrounds. He knew the bout of nerves wasn’t going to calm down if he sat thinking about it. So, he climbed out of the car, bit the bullet, and stripped down. It was getting close to eight, so he knew he would have to hurry to find Ann before the start. The first test of his mettle came as he was pulling down his bike. A pair of older women walked up from the campground in his direction. They looked to be in their late thirties, and both were in ... good shape, with nice tits. They made absolutely no effort to hide that they were admiring him, and even smiled when he made eye contact. “Happy Nude Day,” they both said as they passed him. He responded in kind as he sat his bike down. A moment later, he caught them both looking over their shoulders at him, and they certainly weren’t making eye contact – unless he counted old one-eye. It was exactly the sort of encouragement he needed. He strapped a bag onto his bike, which contained a few essentials like his phone, and slid a water bottle into the holster. He was glad for one special modification he’d made from the moment he climbed on his bike. A bicycle seat and bare skin were two things he was certain weren’t going to go well together. An old t-shirt and a zip tie had taken care of that problem. The ride down to the lake revealed the truth of the picturesque location, and more amenities of the campground. He saw cabins with air-conditioning units, large open-air shower facilities, well-appointed campsites, a concession stand, and more. He also got a closer look at the other people in the camp. A few were scary sights indeed, though he’d expected that. His gaze did linger on quite a few nude women of various ages while scanning the crowd for Ann, though. When he did spot her, he had mixed feelings. Her tits were everything he had imagined, and she even turned to give him an incredible view of her ass as she talked to the people around her. One of them was an equally welcome ...