I laced up my ice skates and headed for the rink. Having a day off to play was a rare occasion and I intended to have fun. I was gliding and spinning when I was hit hard from behind and knocked to the ice.
“OMG. Are you ok?” a male voice asked. “I am so sorry for falling on you.” “My foot.” I moaned. He picked me up and carried me to a secluded area. He unlaced my boot, my foot in his lap. He was rubbing my foot and leg now, trying to make me feel better. I grinned at him. “That’s very nice. Much better.” He turned red. “Oh, please, don’t stop.” I felt myself began to tingle under my short skirt. He noticed and rubbed a bit higher. His large hand covered my firm thigh and I was on fire. My bruised toes in his lap touched his very large package. I was overcome with lust for this kind and sexy man. “Help me to my car.” I whispered. He picked me up like a babe and took me to my comfy SUV. We climbed up into the back and I unzipped his fly, revealing what I knew was inside. He was hung like a damn horse.
I couldn’t help myself!!! I flung a leg over his lap, straddling him, impaling myself on that big fuckstick. He looked at me wide-eyed and gasped as I began to bounce happily, placing his cold hands on my hot tits. It didn’t take long for him to blow a load of anti-freeze on my internal gears. I was well-thawed now and begging for more. He pinned me to the seat now and began to thrust like a mad man. I could feel the huge mushroom head making my pussy gape. I smiled thinking about the hot story I’d have for my cucky husband later. But for now, this moment was mine. I wrapped my legs around him, humping my clitty against his man-flesh and begging for another load of hot jizz.
I think skating may be my new hobby.
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