My husband Tom and I are always out riding the 'Rails to Trails' bike routes and have several favorite spots. We have been on these trails in many states of which all offer a unique beauty as well as each having it's own individuality. Our favorite local trail is known as the Great Allegheny Passage. It starts in Pittsburg, PA; runs east along the Youghiogheny and Casselman Rivers on into Maryland where it joins onto the C & O Canal trail at Cumberland, MD. From there the canal trail works it's way along the Potomac River and goes on into Washington D.C. The entire trail is absolutely beautiful. We have done the entire trail many times but more frequently have gone to favorite parts of the trail for single day outings.
On this one particular time Tom was gone all week on business and feeling like going for a ride I had to go by myself. I drove up through western Maryland and on into Pennsylvania to Rockwood. A very rural and picturesque area to go. It was the ideal place to just get away from everything for a day.
As I pulled into the parking lot I happened to notice a guy unloading his bike and just beginning his way towards the trail. By the time I unloaded my bike and prepared myself to ride he probably had a twenty minute jump on me heading out the trail. It was really a good day for a ride and with it being a weekday I knew it wouldn't be crowded.
I had rode several miles and after crossing the Pinkerton Bridge trestle I came to a favorite spot where Tom and I like to lock our bikes to a tree and walk down a path to the Casselman River. There is a place by the river where we like to sit on a huge rock and enjoy the sites and sounds.
After locking my bike to a tree I went down the path and came onto the bike belonging to the guy I saw in the parking lot locked against a tree. Feeling somewhat startled I thought that maybe I should turn around and go back. But for some reason I kept quiet and proceeded on a bit. The sound of the river had gotten louder and as I neared the the spot that Tom and I always enjoyed I could see him through the bushes sitting on our favorite rock.
He was sitting in the sun with his shirt off and applying sun block to himself. While watching him I entertained ornery thoughts when suddenly he stood up and unhooked and pulled off his shorts and underwear. His back was towards me and I found myself wanting to see him turn my way. As he did I feasted my eyes on his gorgeous nakedness. He was so tan completely all over that I assumed he had done this often.
I knelt down low and looked around to see how I might get closer to him. The ground was soft with a carpet of pine needles and I easily crawled quietly to a position only about forty feet from him among many laurel bushes that were to his left. I had such a good view.
He had me under his control as I watched him apply more sun block onto his newly exposed nakedness. It was turning me on immensely especially as he grabbed his adorable cock and greased it and his tight balls with the lotion. His cock quickly hardened to his experienced touches and stood out begging to be looked at.
As he sat back down I was thrilled that his position still gave me full view of his wonderful body. I lost my breath as he spread his legs for the bright warm sun and my eyes to see his manhood standing straight out. I wanted so much to crawl out of those laurel bushes and taste him.
Then he began playing with his hard toy and teasing it's head with his fingertips. He were driving me insane and again I entertained the thought of just coming out onto the rock with him in that hot sun.
