The last couple of summers I've cycled to college and around my semi rural home, using my addition to the bicycle seat. It's easy to attach and remove so I have no fear of being caught out, and I get and have so many and such strong orgasms from using it.
The attachment is a dildo I've had a couple of clips and ties attached to. It fits over my bicycle seat and it's really firmly in place when I mount it to ride to college or around the lanes close my home. The dildo is a six inch one, which is also quite thick. I always wear long flowing loose skirts which cover my modesty and never wear knickers.
Each time I use it, I get amazing climaxes from being fucked without people knowing I'm having sex with my bicycle.
I've even stopped on the lanes close by my home, with it deeply embedded up my pussy or arsehole, and given out directions to motorists who are lost.
College is a little trickier, as I have to time it so I arrive when no one is around near the cycle sheds, but so far I've accomplished it without anyone finding out about my fetish.
My boyfriend doesn't even know as I've kept it from him. I tell myself it's because I don't want to hurt him, but in realty, I think it's because I secretly want to be caught and fucked by strangers, especially older men.

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by Anonymous on Feb 7, 2016 at 9:47 AM

that is so true because young hispanic and black girls be doing that shit with their bikes and i've posted stories here pertaining to one young mexican girl who to this very day still fucks the seat of her bike out in the backyard when she thinks no one is looking.in china they designed the actual fuck bikes...every time the girl peddles a hidden rubber dildo pushes up and down through a hole on the bike seat..google it lol

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by Anonymous on Feb 9, 2016 at 4:41 PM

Reminds me of the lady driving through the country and developed car trouble. Along came an Indian riding his horse and promised her a lift to a near by repair where the owner would drive her back for the car. As they were galloping down the road the Indian kept yelling "YaaHoo" When they rode into the repair shop parking lot were she dismounted, the Indian was still yelling. The owner asked the Indian was yelling, she said she didn't know, all she did was mount the horse behind him, reached around and grabbed the saddle horn and hung on tightly. The owner looked at her and said, "Indians don't use saddles, they ride bareback."

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