"It is called a safety bicycle and it is an early birthday present."
You looked at the gift warily as I told you about the machine before you.
"It is made of the best steel and is of solid construction, the wheels are of a new form of rubber made by Doctor Dunlop called Vulcanized rubber, and they enclose a tube that softens the journey. Just look at the marvel that science has created we can go on trips to the country with it though punctures could be a problem. Much better than just walking. I have tried it myself and it is wonderful."
You looked at me disbelievingly and I laughed as I wheeled the machine onto the soft pasture that had just been mown a week ago. Then swinging my leg over the saddle I pedalled the bicycle in a circle about you. Yes there was a trick to the balance of the thing but it was so easy I thought. Again I stopped it in front of you and hopped off the vehicle and offered you the seat.
"So tell me how I am to ride this thing in my dress and petticoats," you asked a smile on your face.
Looking at you I realised that there was indeed a problem with your garments. It was very likely that your dress would be caught in the chain and that it would damage your clothing. There was no way that I could see to tie your skirt aside and my heart sank as I realised that you would not be able to ride the bicycle this day. As you saw me realize this you smiled.
"Of course if I was to take them off then there would be no impediment to my travel."
I was shocked, I knew that you were a free thinker and that you would challenge much that society would consider proper but this smacked of perversion for you would be almost nude in the open with me a man not yet your husband. However it seemed so delicious and I wanted you naked with me, for we had shared our lovemaking in other ways.
I found my voice scratchy as I answered,” Yes that seems a good idea."
Arching your eyebrows you smiled and replied huskily,” I thought it might but I do think you should be a naked as I will be."
Nodding my head I began to disrobe as I saw you do so and I knew that when you made a demand I best comply. I carefully folded my clothes under a shady tree as you did; soon you stood before me in your lacy French knickers and camisole top that I had bought you from a large shop in my trip to the city. I peeked at your body and admired how the curves were caressed by your underwear. I felt a straining at my groin that I knew that you would notice and that my underwear would not hide. There we stood in our underwear and it seemed to me to be so erotic and I wanted to take you then and there.
Again you looked at the bicycle and shook your head,” No my silk will catch I think perhaps it is better I was naked."
Saying that you slipped the straps from your shoulders and slipped the top off your body. I was mesmerised by the sight of your breasts and the brown nipples that seemed to be already excited, your knickers followed them and I gazed at the brown tufted pubis and thought I saw glistening lips. You watched me as I removed my garments and I stood before you my cock naked and erect and I wondered if I would be able to control my passion for you at all. I so wanted to stroke my cock.
Thus disrobed you climbed onto the bicycle as I moved to be beside you. I had arranged the seat properly and I held the seat and thereby touching yours and I closed my eyes wanting to thrust my cock into the pussy beneath your fundament. I felt the quick touch of my cock and then you moved off. I held the seat upright and ran next to you until satisfied that you were moving steadily I released the seat. The bicycle moved unsteadily at first and then with sureness and faster. How quickly you sped onwards and you circled me. I watched your athletic legs pump on the pedals and your body lay over the handlebars. There was a slight scream and you fell onto the soft grass.