Jo set out on a journey to traverse the vast expands of earth to fill the emptiness in him with new experiences and culture. The journey of a life-time trying to find meaning through experiences. His BMW GS 1250 a monster of a bike for his insatiable appetite for adventure. Two panniers on either side and one sitting on edge of the seat. Physically trained to face the unknown, stocked with camping gear, meds, passport and dreams. Trying to attain nirvana searching the unknown.
He is active in social media, sharing his experiences and slowly drawing attention from adventure seekers, dreamers and admirers. Dancing in shady bars with pretty women, meeting travelers in cheap hostels, flat out camping on the side of the road with scenic backdrops of beautiful places unknown. Mo was an inspired admirer, came across his adventures and was deeply attracted to this stranger. Little did she know, the man from lands afar would be an adventure himself with her and her mother.
"I want YOU"
A firm commanding voice departs his lips, piercing Aurora's soul. The submissive in her woken from dormant depths of her dark soul. Mouth dry, uneven breaths, quivering lips and trembling legs. Honey dew accumulating between her legs like early morning mist on a fragile leaf. Losing herself deep into erotic trance, He firmly plants his lips on her again. Brings her back to reality and breaking the kiss moving away.
"Relax! I am not sure about this. I know you were with my daughter the other night. I am confused about this whole thing. Maybe, you should go back to your room"
His eyes gleamed with irresistible appetite for sex. The horns of desire growing over his head, something he didn't feel for her daughter last night. Catching his breath staring into her hungry eyes, picks up his glass swirling ice. Takes a sip of vodka to wet his lips and another deep breath
"I agree, I apologize for being so forward. I lost control, I need to better handle myself."
Aurora *nods*
Looking away trying to hide her emotions, takes a sip. In the silence of the night, they hear a creek of door opening and closing with loud thud. It was her drunk husband Max, dropped off by his friends. He wanted to come back home after all the drinking. Fear crept like a snake up the spine and fogged her brain. At first she thought it was her daughter, but she knew it was it was Max after. Her eyes wide open
"Oh shit! It's my husband, he's back. Quick go back to your room and take your glass with you"
The hard on disappears into fear holding his glass, gulps down the whole thing. She opens the door to check first and realizes it was too late, he cannot go down the stairs. Max waddling about up the stairs slowly. Aurora back in the room and whispers
"Hide under the bed, he is coming upstairs."
Jo hurries to hide under the bed holding his glass.
"What a pain!"
Thought to himself lying still under their bed. Her husband walks in and Aurora getting up from her bed.
"Did you drive like that?"
"I had Harrrry drop me offfff, I want my ownnn bed. His bed was so fucking uncomfortable"
"You scared me! Slamming doors in the middle of the night."
"I don't care, I just want my own beddd!"
Removing his clothes and dropping onto bed in his boxers. Aurora looking down at her husband, brainstorming to get Jo back to his room. Lays on bed next to Max and Jo hiding under the bed. Max slides next to her and she can smell his drunk breath, sliding hand on to her belly under her satin night gown. He enjoyed the feel of satin on his palm all drunk, starts caressing her belly and relaxing Aurora unintentionally.
Fear can be a strong aphrodisiac and so can be being drunk. Max slides his hands onto her breast cupping it and squeezing her hard nipple under the silky satin. A strange feeling of excitement creeps up in Aurora, uneven breaths and enigmatic excitement of a man from afar under the bed. Her husband slides his leg on her and she adjusts herself pulling up her gown to feel his naked skin on her. Her damp pussy oozing again.
"Weird, I'm excited!"
Looking down to edge of the bed *Sinister smile*
She liked the dirty drunk breath on her husband made her feel dirty good with his hand sliding all over her. He is enjoying her satin gown and her body wrapped in it. Sliding closer moved his hand over her satin breasts rubbing her firm nipple on soft elevated bosom around it. Jo staying as calm as he can underneath the bed, hears a soft moan from above. A surprise and wasn't something he thought would transpire that night without him.
She bit her lip enjoying her husband playing with her nipples drunk, twisting the bulging nipple a soft gasping moan.
"Mhmm"
She closes herself to max, legs intertwined and wrapping hands around him. His meat hard on her belly stuck tight. Jo feeling the movement from above, hears wet sounds of tongues dancing in each other's mouth. senses the animalistic penetration that is about to transpire.
