Julie started getting dressed for her ride this morning. She couldn't believe what had happened so far. First off she found a riding partner. That was a good thing. Wasn't it? She reflected on that as she was getting dressed. Was it a good thing? She went over her clothing again. Black biking shorts. Check. Black lycra t-shirt. Check. White sports bra. Check...
It was a perfect morning for a bike ride. A little hazy cloud to take out the full brightness of the sun. Early enough in the year, for it not to be too hot, in full leathers. As he pulled on his own leathers the sensation of the leather on his skin and the thought of what she would look like in hers was enough to make his manhood grow slightly. The sensati...
It was a weekday summer night at the Trane Station. For the evening, I had done nothing much more than keep the music going, talk with some customers, and nurse a single long ago warmed beer. The night sky was full of stars with a moon somewhere between yellow and orange. It was beautiful outside and I found myself wanting to be out there, doing something,...
"The bike ride..." "What's the bike ride?" Sara knew intrigue was apparent on her face and her ignorance made her look stupid. But who cared? Jenna, best friend number one, wasn't one to judge. "Come on... Every love story has a bike ride. The guy rides the bike and the girl is behind him and they—" "I'd rather be on a motorcycle. It's much faster and bik...
The week before Mark showed up for his visit was one long fuck feast. It seemed that my wife Bren just couldn't get enough sex. I would come home from work and she would be dressed in a different outfit every night. She had pull out all of her old mini skirts and mini dresses. Since she had put on a little weigh in her great ass it caused the skirts to becom...
She loved the feel of the bike between her legs, it's motor humming in that throaty grunt that only a Harley has. It was a classic soft tail, black and chrome. She had rebuilt it herself. At 5ft 10"she was statuesque enough to handle the hog well. She had on black leather pants, (the ones with the studs on the outside of the leg that can be undone very quick...
It was late August. Even with the sun directly overhead, at this altitude the days can still be chilly. Like a heavenly light the sun's rays shone through the aspen trees giving Carol a warm glow. With her back to Steve she walked on ahead. The fresh cool scent of evergreen trees clash with the sharp and dusty smell of the aspens. Her feet crunch on the leav...
Note: The song lyrics are not mine. I've only quoted them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I stood at the door of Luke's room the next morning, shifting my weight from one foot to another while debating whether to go in or not. For goodness' sake, he wasn't naked, but that flimsy vest was next to nothing. His other half was under the covers. Did he...
Have you ever looked at a man's arms and just wanted to lick them? The smooth skin on the inside of their lower arms with all those gorgeous veins that move when they write or... My tongue just swells and I feel drool begin to form inside my mouth for all those raised veins make me think of what his cock will look like. Well, I'm a girl, so I can adore thes...
"Vroom!" I laugh in pure pleasure at the impatient growl of the motorcycle's engine when I rev it while at the red light. It's a bona-fide beautiful, spring day, and I'm taking full advantage of it! The light turns green and I spur the bike on, enjoying the burst of pure power between my legs, and my body reacts appropriately... * * * * * You pull your ca...