Monday, September 7, 2009

The Bike Ride


I was at home doing some work around the house that was needing to be done for weeks. By noon, I had most of the work inside done, and decided it was time to tackle the hideous chore of rearranging the garage and cleaning out old unwanted items. The work was strenuous and sweaty, as I moved heavy boxes around in the garage, with the temperature lurking right around the 100 degree mark outside. Inside the garage there was no breeze, only the thick clinging Oklahoma humidity that clung to ever pore on my body. I was completely exhausted and soaked in sweat by the time I had it arraigned in a manner that was acceptable.

A bath was calling my name, so I filled it up with hot water and sweet smelling baths salts that guaranteed to take the aches and pains away. I put my hair up and eased myself into the bath. The hot water stung my body, but I laid back and let it caress me. I took a few hits off a joint and sipped a glass or two of wine before I finally started to relax.

With the water soothing me all over, I sat back and nearly went to sleep. I heard my phone buzzing the announcement of a new message, so I reached over and grabbed a towel, patting my hands dry before seeing it was from the love of my life.

He told me to get ready because he was going to take me for a ride on his bike when he got back. He always knew exactly what I needed. Just when you start to feel trapped and weighed down by life, nothing clears the mind like doing 140mph down the highway, feeling the wind tingle every exposed part of your body. Plus there is always the added benefit of feeling the hypnotic rhythm of the vibration between my legs.

I had a couple hours before his arrival, so I sat on the edge of the tub and shaved my legs, and then shaved off the light new growth of hair on my vagina. I then slipped my cool body back into the warm water. I take notice of how my breasts are floating and bobbing in the water. My erect nipples were sticking out just above the water, with the cool air lapping at them. I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to squeeze them hard between my slick, wet fingers. The water had made them slippery and so soft to the touch. I bent my head down and took my left nipple in my mouth, flicking the nipple back and forth with my tongue.

I was starting to feel the tingling sensation growing in my lower stomach, signaling my need to run my hand further down my body. I ran my hands down my stomach, across my freshly shaved thighs, until my left hand came to rest between my legs. I felt my smoothly shaven cunt and cupped my hand over the entire surface, firmly squeezing it with my hand. I then used my fingers to spread my pussy lips and slowly I worked my middle finger inside and began massaging my clit, which hardened under my touch.

I realized that I needed stress relief that no bath could offer on it’s own. Still, I let myself go with the feeling, and explored my inner warm wetness, which was different than the warm water around me. Touching and playing for a while, the water started to cool, but I did not want to cum yet, as I knew later on I would be fulfilled by my lover. I stood and slowly dried myself, thinking about my adventure to come.

I dressed carefully, fully preparing myself for the ride, and then downed a couple more drinks. I put on a black skin tight, silky shirt, my black jeans with the red lace ups down the legs and my long black boots. The leather jacket would wait until later in the evening when the darkness would cool the night air. I sat down and surfed through a few channels on the TV, thinking about what I knew was to come, I couldn‘t keep from occasionally squeezing my nipples or rubbing my hand between my legs to keep me close to the edge.

I heard my lover pull up outside, so I quickly slipped into my jacket, and walked out to meet him. He had just taken his helmet off so we could kissed for a minute, before he handed me my helmet and then put his back on. With my head swimming from the alcohol, I jumped on the back and off we went.

The wind in my face felt wonderful and sent chills throughout my body. The cool night air rushed across my body as my lover began pushing over the posted speed limit. We flew down the almost deserted highway, leaving Glenpool, and heading towards Bixby. I hugged him tight and reached around to feel his chest, letting my hands slowly slip down to the zipper of his jeans. I undid the zipper and top button, and then rubbed him until he became hard in my hands. He suddenly let off the throttle, and pulled into a secluded park just off the highway. I immediately knew what he wanted.

As soon as the bike had completely stopped and he put kickstand down, I got off the bike and took off my helmet. He bought one leg over while still sitting on the bike and I pulled his jeans down a little more. He held his shirt up a little as I started to lick and nibble at his chest, slowing working my way up to kiss his neck. Then I came back down to his chest area and slowly worked my way down lower, licking, sucking and nibbling all the way down until I reached the heavenly scent of his cock.

I deeply inhaled the fresh, clean scent of his manhood, then slowly took his hard cock into my mouth. I heard him moan with the pleasure of feeling the warmth and wetness of my mouth. At first I went slow, then quickly picked up speed, going faster and faster, with one hand supporting my weight against the bike, while the other cradled his balls. I could feel he was about to cum, so I slowed down and stopped, not wanting him to cum just yet. He had fire in his eyes as I looked up at him and teasingly smiled. I gave him one last lick suck, deep throating his cock, then pulling off his like a girl sucking on a lollipop. I quickly turned and put my helmet back on, getting on the back before he could say another word.

He gave me a devious grin, and then took off out of the picnic area like a man possessed. I had him worked up enough that I did not have to play the game of reaching around to touch him again. I knew he was headed for his house so I could finish him properly, and so I could be paid back for the teasing. My mind giggled with excitement as we flew down the blacktop road.

We sped along the highway, overtaking cars that felt like they were standing still. The excitement of going so fast, the build up of earlier on in the tub, the sucking of his wonderful cock, and the throbbing of the bike between my legs was making it nearly impossible to concentrate on anything else, but getting back to his place so we could make love.

Once again I felt him slow down, but I knew we were no where near his house. I began looking around and saw over my left shoulder a police car with lights on pulling us over. “Damn, I thought to myself, this can’t be happening now,” all I wanted was to get back to his house fast.

We came to a stop once again down a small access road, and the police officer came up to talk to us. He looked like the typically average cop, around six feet tall, with wide broad shoulders, and a smoothly shaven head. It was a big turn on for me, especially since my lover kept his head that way. They both reminded me of the sexy Vin Diesel, with his strong biceps and cleanly shaven body.

In a deep voice, he asked if there was an emergency, and because I had a few drinks earlier, I was a little brazen and told him that yes there was an emergency. He asked what the emergency was and I proudly proclaimed with a devilish grin, “if we don’t get back to my lover’s house fast, I’m going to explode because I needed his cock in me, pumping me hard until I cum.”

I felt my lover stiffen slightly and gave a nervous giggle. He knew we were in for a serious fine, and possible jail, considering how fast we were going. I reached around and started feeling his cock once more while the officer gave a look of surprise. My lovers cock was instantly rock solid and pressing hard against his jeans. With a sexy little grin, the police officer said that maybe I should show him exactly what we had planned so he could tell if it was a real emergency.

I threw my leg over the back of the bike, ripped the helmet off and turned to my lover, looking him in the eye while once again undoing his jeans. He shuddered from anticipation. I greedily took his hard cock in my mouth and gave him head again while he was sitting on the bike. Suddenly I felt the police officer grab my ass and start to run his hand down my back.

My lover looked over and saw this, which sent him over the edge and he began cumming in my mouth. I thought to myself how much it must have turned him on, for it was doing me the same way, leaving my underwear completely soaked. I was so wet I could feel my dampness through my jeans, and felt the swelling of my clit.

I told the officer that maybe he should help me out and give my lover a few moments to recover. He didn’t need telling twice and eagerly bent me over the bike, ripping at the button and zipper of my jeans, pulling them down while working on his own. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back as he roughly entered me from behind.

My lover got off the bike, and stood back to watch me being fucked hard doggy style. He came around and started playing with my breasts, keeping an eye on the action going on behind me. I quickly came as the officer thrust deep in my cunt. I could feel the wetness run down my leg as his cock continued to slam in and out of my hole. I couldn’t hold myself and the officers 200lb thrusting weight anymore and asked if we could go to the back of the police car. The officer pulled his wet cock from my dripping cunt and we all started walking towards his patrol car.

When we got to the back of his car, the officer teasingly said that it looked like I knew what I was doing when I gave head and wanted to know if he could feel for himself. I gave him a devious grin, as he stood on one side of the patrol car with the door open. I then laid down on my stomach across the seat and started to give him head. I felt my lover come around from behind and insert his thick cock into my already dripping wet cunt.

As he watched me give head to the officer, my lover thrust his cock in and out with the speed that quickly induced a toe tingling sensation as I came hard. The insides of my pussy walls swelled as I got off, and tightly clung to my lovers cock. He continued to pound mercilessly at my cunt as my cum dripped onto the seat of the patrol car.

The big officer pulled his cock from my mouth, as my lover and I changed places. I sat on top of him rubbing his cock against the bottom of my cunt, rocking it back in forth. My lover stuck his finger in my ass rubbing it around as he stroked in and out of my cunt. I saw the officer disappear from in front of me, and then I felt him come around behind me and climb into the car.

I felt the officer rubbing his cock against my ass, as my lover continued to shove upward into my shaven pussy. I had never had two dicks in me at one time, and was a little frightened by the ideal, but I didn’t say no when I felt him rubbing the head against my tight anal opening.

We all grunted out loud when the officer was finally able to break through the opening and slid his cock head inside. It was painful, but a nice painful sensation. My lover eyes rolled back in his head as he shoved upward hard when the officer’s cock finally made its way deep into my ass. I was screaming with pleasure as one cock went in my cunt, and the other one went up my ass. The officer grabbed the back of my hair with one hand, and squeezed my ass with his other hand, while my lover sucked hard on my left nipple.

Within minutes of the thrusting I began to tighten firmly around the meaty cocks, whimpering loudly as each cock fought for room in my holes. The intense pleasure soon sent me over the edge and I began screaming as cum squirted from my pussy. The officer pulled out my ass and shot his creamy load all over my ass opening, as my lover unloaded his love juice deep inside my tighten walls.

We were all breathless and red in the face as we finished the act. With a well satisfied grin, the officer said that he now understood that it had been a true emergency and that we should be on our way. But before he left, he invited us to go bike riding with him next weekend. Sounds like my kind of fun...hehe.