On holiday in Florida you spot an advert for Harley Davidson rides. Thinking it might be fun and maybe a little horny, you call. All is arranged for that evening.
You wait for bike and rider to pick you up. A skimpy tight top barely contains your tits with nipples proud and thong showing above super tight very low cut jeans. You know you are sending out all the right signals.
You have also shaved your pussy smooth, and worked of a finger full Vaseline into your asshole, just in case!!!
He arrives and you moisten immediately at the sight. A big guy!!! Long slicked back hair, tanned with broad shoulders tight jeans with heavy boots and fingerless riding gloves. Over a tight white t shirt there is a leather cut off sporting Hells Angels colours. Heavily tattooed and mirror sunglasses complete the iconic biker look.
He steps off the bike and looks at you hard with an easy smile, removing sunglasses his dark eyes dropping
to survey your tits and the thin straps of your thong arcing over your hips. He winks!! You know it is only a matter of time and place!!
He hands you an old slightly too small, leather biker jacket that smells faintly of expensive perfume. You can barely fasten it so leave zip ½ way up and pull your top down under the jacket a tad to show more of your tits. With a roar of the V twin, you get under way.
It’s a great feeling, the wind in your hair and the powerful engine throbbing between your legs. Within minutes the bike has you soaking from the vibration through the seat onto your already pumped pussy.
He shouts back if you are OK, and you tell him you will be if he finds a quiet spot!! To confirm your message you reach around and gently squeeze the satisfyingly thick cock lying in his jeans.
Taking his time, you wonder if he has rejected your obvious offer. However your excitement mounts as he pulls into some woods, getting off the bike, you struggle to undo the jacket to ensure your tits play a part,
he has already dug a massive dripping cut cock out of his flies.
Grabbing a handful of hair and forcing you to your knees he cock smacks your face hard!!
Your mouth flies open in surprise and he forces the angry red cock head into your wide stretched lips,
and starts to gently fuck your face. Holding you firmly by the hair, he inches it in with each stroke, pushing further into your throat, he hits your gag button but with cheeks puffing out you just about control it.
Now deep in your throat you start to choke but he holds your head firmly for a few seconds before pulling out. Hauling you to your feet by the jacket, with your eyes still watering, he expertly undoes your jeans with his other hand, spins you round, and he pulls them roughly down to your knees.
Bending u over the bike with a strong hand on your back he whispers close to your ear, 'Spread bitch'!! You comply immediately and with your chest on the pillion, ass high in the air and tits now spilled out.
He hooks your soaking thong out of your crack and tells you to hold it to the side and haul your cheeks wide.
He stares at your clenched tight anus and wet, pumped, cunt lips, gently rubbing his cock on your ass. You know you are about to get fucked hard!! He spots the shine of the Vaseline and chuckling, makes his decision.
Nudging the pre cum glistening cock head against your asshole, there is slight resistance, then the
Vaseline does its work, your seemingly impossibly tight hole yields exquisitely and he slides his thick cock in, stretching you wide, pushing deep until heavy nuts sit between your dripping cunt lips.
Big calloused hands grasp your hips, and he starts to ass fuck you with deep strokes, tits swaying back and forth you feel impaled and gaspingly beg for his spunk as you cum in waves of head rush.
He thrusts harder, and pumps deeply for what seems an age, his orders to push back for full cock on each thrust are encouraged by a stinging ass slap as you struggle to match his rhythm. Suddenly, he pulls out. You turn and drop to your knees and grabbing his cock you suck frantically so as not to miss a drop. He throat fucks a couple of strokes and suddenly with a grunt and a jerk of his hips, his cock pulsing as he squirts a heavy cum load in your mouth. You try to swallow but lose some and it drips from your chin, he tilts your head back by your hair so as not to lose anymore, your hand goes up to wipe your chin but he grabs your wrist and tells you to leave it be.
Looking up at him, you open wide to show him the thick gob of spunk that fills your mouth.
He slowly lifts your chin up with a finger to close your mouth and it takes several deep swallows of the warm creamy cum for it to slide easily down your throat. You stay on your knees and move side on, laying back against the bike for a smoke, he orders you to lick his cock and nuts clean. You eagerly comply, licking well back behind his heavy, shaved smooth nut sack, he tilts his hips slightly and your tongue probes deeply into his asshole, acutely aware of his nipple rolling and cunt probing fingers. He flicks the cig butt away and stands up to re stow his meat, and buckles his belt.
Without a word you pull up your jeans and remount. You sit back on the back ass tingling and spunk drying on your chin, you continue with the ride. Not recognising the route he has taken you shout in his ear to ask where he is taking you. The wind whips his reply away, but you catch some words that make your heart skip a beat!!
Chill bitch!!!…….Clubhouse……Bro, s……..Spit roast night …..!!!!
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