She is exquisite. That’s all I could think about. Amy and I had known each other for a very short period of time. My husband and I had recently relocated, and we met up with Amy and her husband one-day while out riding. I rode a Honda 600 F4i and she rode a Suzuki GSX-R 750. We lived near the mountains and riding was great fun. I learned not to long after getting my bike how a well fitted pair of jeans on the crotch rocket could induce a massive orgasm.
Amy was short and tight. Her body was lean and tan and she had long dark hair. Her lips were full and her eyes were the color of amber. Her breasts were a surprisingly full C cup that were firm. She wore riding leathers that hugged her body in all of the best places.
I am short also but am extremely pale. I have large breasts and a well-toned body. I also have long dark hair. I keep my pussy hair trimmed short, but never balled. I have blue eyes.
Through the grapevine I had heard that before being married, Amy swung both ways. I have always wanted to try sex with a woman, but I am picky. Amy was my ideal first time I thought. I didn’t want a group thing or a threesome, so I just kept my thoughts to myself. When I was really horny I would picture Amy as I masturbated.
One beautiful fall day I decided to call Amy and see if she wanted to go out for a ride. My husband was out of town on business, but the day was too beautiful to pass up. She was game. We decided that I would grab a picnic lunch and we would ride up to on overlook some fifty miles outside of town.
We took the long way there, through all of the twists and turns that the roads had to offer. By the time we got to the overlook it was late afternoon. We got off the bikes and unpacked my backpack. I had brought some fresh fruit and vegetables. I also brought some whipped cream and dip for the veggies, and a bottle of vintage wine.