To kick things off, I'll explain a little about me first then get straight in to what occurred on the night in question. My name is Szabyna, but everyone calls me Sabi. In fact everyone calls me Sabi the slut. A name I am very proud to bear as I know I certainly earned it. I'm of Polish descent with a slight accent, that most men find very sexy. Top that o...
OLD BEN Maybe the year 2000 or so, Daytona Bike Week again. For those of you who don't own one or care about motorcycles, haven't heard about Bike Week, or live on a deserted Island someplace, Bike Week in March really is a big deal. With luck I seemed to get the end spot on a narrow residential street right across from a small pizza place. The place I'd...
The Labor Day weekend was here and Scott and I rushed the children to their grandparents for the holiday. We were headed on a bike ride on my husband's Harley and looking forward to a hot-wife adventure on a rode trip. The day was perfect, no clouds and about 74 degrees outside when we left. Cool enough to be enjoyable on the bike, but warm enough that I was...
This story has six short chapters. I will submit a chapter for posting each day for those who want the story all at once. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing my story and making it a much better read. Please don't pre-judge the story. There are quite a few twists and turns. It could go in a number of different categories. DG Hear Chapter 1: I'm Ra...
Chapter 1: The Beginning I was out for a ride to celebrate. In three days I would have the new bike I saved for two years to get - a Katana 650. I had bought it a few days ago, but it wasn't the color I wanted. I got a hook-up on a paint job though - my salesman knocked $200 off the price, and I flirted with a shop owner for another $100 discount. A girl's...
I awoke the next morning with Tom's heavy arm lying over my stomach just under my breasts. My nipples nestled in the hair of his forearm. The sheets were wet beneath my butt where the cum and juices had drained from my body as I slept. My nipples were swollen and tender and my hips felt like they had been dislocated. I was sore all over, but it was a wonderf...
*The following is an original work of fiction. All characters belong to the author and any likenesses to real people or places is purely coincidental. Please do not copy or repose any part or portion of this work to any other website. Copyrighted by Eris Jade* ***** My little sister is the Queen of Fucking Shit Up. From the moment my parents brought her...
THE BIKER PARTY On my way home from work, I stopped at the local Burger Barn and picked up a bag of sandwiches for supper. I'd owned my old 1950 Harley Hydra Glide a couple of years by then. Bought it and a nearly new black Mustang fastback in 1965. So I'm guessing this was 1967, making me 28. 1949 or 1950 was the first year for hydraulic forks and 1950...
Sitting in her car, Chrissy looked at the row of Harleys in front of the biker bar and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. But she knew this was not the time to hesitate, and the opportunity might not come again for a long time. "Fuck it!" she said out loud, "I need this!" Determined now, she parked her car around the back of roadhouse and wal...
I had practically been begging my best girlfriend, Blondie, to get with the biker babe scene. I told her over and over about what happened at Harley Heaven and the dude with the incredible tongue, Scorpion. She liked the spanking part. I could tell because she lifted up her skirt and slipped her hand down the front of her panties. Yes, and when I told my gi...