The Old Dyke Bikers Ch. 01
By FantasizeandRealize
My name is Kayla and I am a 24-year-old accountant working for a prestigious accounting firm. I graduated from an ivy league university and moved in to a house with my boyfriend, Ken a year after we graduated. He inherited an old house in a blue-collar neighborhood from his grandmother. We chose to live in her old house, so that we could save up and pay off our huge college debts. Ken was an engineer and worked for a tech company. We were doing well and would have our debt paid off in about four years. We then planned on getting married and building a dream home.
Ken is a little nerdy but has a nice body. He is 5'8" and wiry. I am 5'6" 120 pounds of redhead fire. I have C sized breasts, a nice round ass, a tight waist, and pure white skin. Luckily, I have no freckles, and I notice men checking me out all the time. I wear the pants in our relationship and Ken spoils me to no end.
We have a good sex life. Both of us have high libidos and we have sex just about every night. Ken is an expert at eating me out. I have no problem blowing him and letting him fuck my ass when we are feeling a little naughty. We have a collection of toys and I love wearing sexy lingerie for him.
The house next door is owned by Big Jade. She is a sixty something year old big biker lady. She rides a big Harley and always has other mature lady biker friends over. They belong to a motorcycle gang called the Devil's Dolls. They party a lot. There is always Heavy Metal music emanating from the house and there are always empty beer cans and bottles littering the lawn.
I always waved when I saw her and her friends hanging out on the porch but never spoke to Big Jade or any of her friends. They all wore jeans and leather and had tons of tattoos. I didn't think I would have anything in common with them.
Ken was away for three weeks in Israel working on a project and I was home alone. Four days after he left, I arrived home from work at 5:30. I was wearing a power suit and made up to the hilt. I always love looking good at work. When I got out of the car, I noticed that Jade was sitting by herself on the porch drinking a beer. I waved to her and pulled my briefcase out of the backseat of the car.
I was walking up the steps to my house when Big Jade yelled, "Hey sweet cheeks, why don't you come over and get to know your old neighbor a little better? I notice that your man is not around. What else do you have to do anyways?"
I was going to politely tell her that I had work to do, but I was feeling a little lonely without Ken, so I yelled back, "Sure. Just let me put my briefcase away."
I unlocked my house and put my briefcase on the kitchen table and removed my blazer. It was nice out so I would be comfortable in my satin blouse and tight slacks. I left the house and walked across our yards to Big Jades house.
"Sit down and make yourself comfortable." She commanded. With her presence everything seemed like a command. She was probably 5'9" and around 220 pounds. It was solid weight though. She did not look flabby. Her face and chest were weathered from years of riding in the sun but for a woman in her sixties she did not have a lot of wrinkles. I guessed that her extra weight stretched her skin out. She had short gray hair with just a little black left in it.
I sat in a rocking chair facing Jade. She got up and bent over to get a Coors Banquet beer out of a cooler that was under the window. Her ass and thighs were huge and they filled her Wranglers to the brim. They seemed solid though and her ass jutted out and did not sag. Her arms and massive tits also seemed pretty firm under the leather vest. She did have some rolls around her waist and a pretty big gut.
Big Jade opened the beer and handed it to me before sitting back down in her rocker. I could feel her eyes looking me over but she made pleasant conversation and was polite. Her language was course and she liked to swear a lot, but she was a good conversationalist. She asked me about my education, job, boyfriend and why I was living in a blue-collar neighborhood. She seemed interested, so I answered truthfully. She also told me about her life. I wasn't surprised in the least when she bragged about being a lesbian. I felt that we knew each other quite well after half an hour.
Big Jade told me that her friends were off on a three-day ride. She had some banking business that she had to take care off so she didn't go.
"Since we are both home alone, we are going to have dinner together." Big Jade announced.
I couldn't argue with her because it made sense.
"What is your favorite kind of steak?" She asked.
"New York Strip." I replied.
"Well, I don't have any here so let's jump on my hog and go get a couple." She stated, "You will love riding bitch."
"Oh, I can't." I replied, "I would be afraid."
"Nonsense!" She exclaimed, "If we crash you will be safe with a fat airbag like myself in front of you."
She had such a commanding assertive way about her that I couldn't refuse her.
Within a minute she had her Harley fired up and motioned for me to get on behind her.
I climbed on, and had to spread my legs as wide as I could, to get them around her huge ass. I put my arms around her waist and my hands could not reach each other because of her girth. She sped out of the driveway and I was exhilarated by the speed. Yet, I felt safe behind Big Jade. She drove fast and the wind was cool so I hugged her tighter to stay warm. I felt butterflies in my stomach.
Forty minutes later we pulled back into her driveway with two New York strip steaks and a bottle of Merlot. I had told her that I prefer wine to beer when I eat.
In no time Big Jade had asparagus steamed, mashed potatoes made and two steaks seared. She was very efficient in the kitchen and I could tell that she was a capable woman even though she didn't have a formal education. The food was great. She seared the steaks just right. Her choice of Merlot wine was also spot on. I was impressed by her. I also felt a strange attraction. I am very assertive but Big Jade was on another level! Her power was turning me on.
I was feeling confused as we ate, because I had never been attracted to women before, and never even thought of lesbianism. Ken mentioned often that he though lesbian sex was amazing and I always just shrugged it off. Yet here I was, attracted to this hard old biker lady.
Big Jade put down another 4 beers with dinner and I had finished over half the bottle of merlot. It had been five days since Ken and I had sex and I was feeling horny. Alcohol always does that to me.
Big Jade sensed my horny state, because when I got up to but my dishes in the sink she also got up and walked towards the sink but without any dishes. As I was turning away from the sink Big Jade was there. She grabbed the back of my head in one hand and my ass with her other hand and kissed me passionately on the lips! It was so exciting and I ground my mound into her fat thigh. I could feel her hand exploring my ass as we kissed. She acted as if she owned me.
I tried to get out of her grasp, after the kiss, saying, "This is not right. I live with my boyfriend."
Big Jade just grabbed my ass tighter and said, "You told me that he will be gone for over two more weeks. Why deny yourself?"
With that she pulled me in for another kiss and I just melted in her arms. I hugged her back and could feel the rolls of flesh. Her huge tits mashed against mine so nicely, my mound seemed to love her thigh and she was so warm! I just let her tongue enter me and I sucked on it like it was the tastiest candy in the world. We made out and ground on each other for a long time before she just picked me up and carried me to her bedroom.
She dropped me on to her bed and commanded, "Undress!"
Who was I to disobey her? She also undressed. Each of Big Jade's thighs were easily twice the girth of my body. She had rolls of firm fat and a huge butt, massive tits and a big gut. The thing that impressed me the most was her infinite amount of cellulite. It was unending and her skin looked like the sand at the beach after a wave has just gone out. Rippled, yet smooth. I could smell her arousal.