A New Sexercise Machine

Rory pulled back the sheet on the new sexercise machine—something that Alex had noted the other day, but not peeked at, knowing how much Rory liked her surprises. The soft, big-bottomed Alex gasped as she saw the device.

It looked like a pair of exercise bikes that had been intermingled, the handlebars facing each other. Except in the seats were two holes for dildoes. Rory walked around the machine and demonstrated how it worked by pushing the pedals with her hands. "See? The pedals on this side control the other person's dildo, and vice versa. And there are buttons in the handlebars where you can control the vibration speed of the dildoes. Faster, slower, off..."

Alex licked her lips. This was going to be intense...

Clothes off. Dildoes lubed. Alex and Rory faced each other as they worked their way through a light stretching routine, just to warm up their muscles. Unable to keep the sly smiles off their faces, Alex's cheeks burning in anticipation.

A sex bike made for two.

They took their positions. Alex had to adjust her seat, since she was so much shorter than Rory. Bit her lip as she eased herself down. It wasn't the first time having a dildo in her pussy and ass at the same time, but it took a few adjustments to get the angles just right.

Then Rory touched her pedal.

Alex gasped as the dildo in her pussy pushed deeper, while the dildo in her ass pulled out. Rory grinned as she saw her lover's face. The lithe, athletic woman straddled her seat, already adjusted for her holes, and slid down. Feet in the pedals.

"Come on, love," Rory told her. "Feet up! Let's start nice and slow..."

They pedaled. Slowly at first. The dildoes alternating inside their pussy and ass. Alex clung to the handlebars for dear life. It felt like Rory was fucking her, slowly and deliberately. Looking at her lover's face, Alex could tell that Rory was feeling it too. The well-lubed dicks pistoned in and out of their holes. Together, they established a rhythm, a groove. Even though their knees wobbled and thighs burned a little, it was the sensual heat that built between them.

Of course, Rory was always a bit competitive. The risk-taker, the one with initiative. She began to speed up. Grinning, Alex did her best to match her. The wheels began to whirr, faster and faster. A little digital readout between the handlebars measured their effective speed, how far they'd traveled. Except Alex wasn't thinking about that. She was thinking of the pummelling her pussy and ass were taking as the two women pounded the pedals faster and faster. Silicone shafts slid in and out of their holes at jackhammer speed, and Alex shook, sweaty and breathing hard as she struggled with Rory's pace.

Then Rory's finger flicked a button on her handlebar. And the dildoes inside Alex's pussy and ass began to vibrate.

That did it, really. Sent Alex over the edge. Her whole body was flushed, sweat dripped down her soft curves, her legs pumped away hard, but her pussy seemed to explode as Rory began to sprint on her bike, punishing her lover's holes with the twin vibrating pistons, and Alex could feel herself just squirt and squirt as her breath came in excited gasps, struggling to stay upright as hot gushes of female ejaculate spurted out between her legs.

Until Alex's feet slipped off the pedals, and she hung over her handlebars.

Rory smiled and stopped pedaling. Let her lover catch her breath. It took a moment or two. Then Rory said:

"Baby...I'm glad you came...but you need to finish me off."

It was like a red bull to a flag. Alex grabbed the handlebars with a grim determination. Feet in the pedals, she began to pump. Slow at first, but quickly speeding up. Finding her ideal cruising speed. Her girlfriend stood with her toes on the floor, feet off the pedals, letting the dildoes plunder her pussy and ass. Rory wasn't a squirter, like Alex was, but the shorter woman knew her lover could be multi-orgasmic. All she needed was the right push.

So Alex began to press buttons.

She watched with deep satisfaction as the smug look on Rory's face was replaced by ecstasy. As the toes tried to curl against the floor, the long lean thighs vibrated as Alex flicked through different speeds, all while keeping the same steady pace. Watched as Rory leaned into it, so that the vibrating pricks hit her inner walls just right; white-knuckled grip on the handlebars as her eyes began to loose focus.

Alex wasn't sure when Rory began to cum. But she knew that she kept pedaling until her thighs felt like wet spaghetti, and when at last Alex pedaled down and they clambered off, neither of them could walk straight. The cool-down stretches were almost painful in their intensity, their pussies and asses sore and aching, bodies covered with sweat.

"I love you," Alex blurted out, as Rory helped her up...and they clung to each other then, sweaty body against sweaty body, hard muscle against soft yielding flesh, and their mouths found each other.

"I love you too," Rory said, as one hand grabbed a soft handful of Alex's hip and squeezed.