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 quickly if necessary), no panties, a red lace bra and her black leather jacket with the heavy zips on it. And, of course black knee high leather boots. She would have much preferred her thigh high stilettos, but they are hardly practical when riding...... Her long blonde hair spilled out of her helmet and across her shoulders and back. She was a woman who laughed easily, apologised for nothing and ALWAYS had fun.
She had been on this ride for about 2 hours now, and liked nothing better than getting away from the city and all the day to day stuff. The country roads beckoned her like a siren, and she took off whenever she could spare the time. The area was thick with beautiful trees and ferns, small creek beds running adjacent to the mostly winding roads. It was a fabulous day, about 28C, warm and sunny but not too hot and the wind was just mild. Doesn't get better than that she thought to herself. She was listening to some of her favourite AC/DC tracks on her iPod as she rode, the music always made her feel alive.
As she came around the bend she saw someone in the distance, sitting on the side of the road, his car bonnet in the air. Obviously, he had broken down and there was no cell phone coverage out here because of all the trees and hills, so the RAA won't be coming to his rescue. She changed back the gears and slowed down He stood up as she approached, giving her a goofy smile. He was about 6ft tall, early 30's with piercing blue/green eyes. She noticed a couple of bicep tats visible in his singlet and blue jeans. He had a great body, nicely tanned and toned, she could see he worked out. She liked tats and piercings. She pulled up next to him, took off her helmet and shook her blonde hair. He thought to himself that he was in heaven, and had never so much as imagined a hotter mirage .......... They chatted briefly about his car trouble and she offered him a lift to the next big town. He eagerly jumped on the back.
Her instructions to him were to just hang on to her body tightly and move with her at all times. Fuck he could do that -- no problems at all!!!! They took off, he was surprised at the grunt this bike had. He had never been on a Hog before and was impressed. His arms snaked around her slim waist and held her. He leaned into her as she accelerated once again and could smell all those wonderful womanly scents. Her hair, her skin, her perfume -- nothing like the smell of a girl.........
He chatted to her as they rode, small talk at first and then she started asking him about his fantasies and what he liked in a woman. He told her that she pretty much WAS his fantasy. A hot, tall, shapely blonde on a Harley -- fuck....... She told him what she wanted from a man, in great detail .... How she loved to give and receive head, exactly HOW she liked it, it was like reading a porn story. It wasn't long before he had a hard on -- pretty fucking hard to hide on a motor bike with your body pressed up against someone the way his was. She noticed immediately and smiled to herself.
He felt her hand on his, as she moved it from her waist higher up and placed it inside the leather jacket, which she must have unzipped, at least partially. My God, she had no top on, just a lacy bra from the feel of it. His fingers flicked across her nipple. He was still in disbelief that this was actually happening to him. Thanking Holden for his crap car which always breaks down for once, instead of cursing them, lol. Her nipple immediately became erect and he felt her press her ass into him a little more.
His fingers adeptly circled the hard nipple and began to flick it, mmmmm. He grabbed her whole breast with his hand, he loved the way it felt. If only he could put his lips there. Was she torturing him like this on purpose? The other hand she now pushed down south. The leather felt wonderful and soft under his hand. She guided him further, and he suddenly felt her moist pussy. How the fuck was that possible?? Then he recalled that she had studs all the way up on the outside of her pants, she must have undone a few of them to allow him access. Man this woman is HOT!!!
She slowly and firmly pushed back against his erect cock, grinding into him sensually. His fingers slid down into the wet spot, he stroked gently and then plunged them inside her. She pushed into his hand to allow him in even deeper. She began moaning. God he hoped that she could multi-task -- ride the bike and get off on his finger fucking at the same time. If not this was as good a way to die as he could think of! He pulled his fingers out and brought them up to her lips so that she could taste herself. She licked and sucked off every drop of her juices. He returned them to her now swollen clit and began to stroke it lightly, pulling back the hood with his thumb. If only she would pull over so that he could part her legs further and bury his head in her pussy, licking, sucking & tongue fucking it until she came all over his face. He instinctively knew that she wasn't going to do that though. A guy can dream though..... lol.
The bike began to slow down, and she turned up a road that almost looked like a driveway. It was narrow and secluded, perfect. She stopped the bike and turned off the motor. She pulled her helmet off and shook out her hair once again. Then unzipped her jacket completely and pulled the leather pants until the studs burst open and the pants were off. She looked so sexy, sitting there on the Harley wearing nothing but knee high leather boots, leather jacket and red lace bra. She put the kickstand on and put her hand back to feel his hardness. She began to unzip his pants and freed his throbbing cock, it was wet with pre cum now. She ran her thumb over the tip and then placed it in her mouth, licking it off and making sure he could see as she did this.
He grabbed her hair and pulled it away from her neck so that he could kiss and lick it, inhaling her scent at the same time. He reached around and pulled the lace cups down until they were just resting under her now completely exposed breasts. He would love to have seen this view from the front and knew it would look spectacular.
