Dear Jake,
I must tell you about my ride Sunday. I just had an argument with my roommate, I was so angry. I needed to get out and clear my head. So, I decided to go out to my bike and go for a ride.
Did I mention my bike before? It is a 98 Harley Softail Custom, I have a street sweeper rear fender and a Jessie James front, dual tanks. 15 inch ape hangers and a bitch bar that is taller than my 5'6" frame. Just looking at the bike makes me wet myself; and then when I get on and start it, there is no stopping the stream of juices.
Anyway, I was upset with my roommate, so I hopped on the bike and took off. I headed out of the local area and decided to take off in a different direction then I usually do. This way the roads are very curvy, I like the feel of the bike as it moves around the curves, reminds me of your hands moving along mine. My bike is made to be between my legs, the power at my complete control, letting me ride it fast and hard.
Did I mention, that it was a beautiful day out? I put on a white tank, low cut in the front, barely covering my B cups, the back cut even lower, showing my tat that covers the full upper half of my back? I had on my tight jeans, fits like a glove and they make the ride that much more, enjoyable. My dark red hair was flying free, I really didn't want to take the time to put it up.
Well, as I took off I started relaxing, letting the wind excite me, the vibrations between my legs, the raw power under my control, the wind beating my shirt against my ever hardening nipples. My jeans rubbing my pussy, did I tell you I have figured out the right gearing to optimise the experience, just shifting to the side gets me wet?
By now, I have forgotten what had sent me out in such a hurry and I wasn't going to think about it. Just enjoying the ride. This time being alone makes the ride that much better. I sneak a peak at my breast, I can see them, my shirt is blowing away from me, I see how the wind is trying to move the separation of my shirt between my breast to expose one. This excites me, wouldn't it be nice to be riding down the road having the wind move just right and bringing my breast to full exposure, especially when others are driving by?
I look down breifly then look back at the road. The next time I look down I see my hard pink nipple, I look at the other one and see it is also very hard, although that ones view is through the shirt, exciting but not as much as the exposed one. Seeing this makes me shift just a bit feeling the juices starting to drip. I sit back on the bike bringing my leg up onto the primary case.
Then I bring my hand down between my legs, rubbing it bringing memories of other times that have caused such sensations, feeling the vibrations pulsing through my body. I focus on the sensation between my legs, my breasts, my nipples. I even take my hand from my pussy and bring it to my mouth, licking them and bringing them down to my nipple rubbing it, then moving my hand back to my pussy letting the wind blow the wetness from my nipple.
The sensations going through my body, the moisture, the rubbing, the vibrating, the smacking of my shirt against my hardened nipple, all this brings me to a memory, one of a story and I loose it completely, cumming everywhere. I feel the wetness on my seat, running between my legs, the tingling through my body, giving in to the pure pleasure of the experience. My only hope now is to continue the ride and hope the crotch of my jeans will dry before I have to stop.
Well, now I have to ride some more just to dry off, good thing I went in a different direction this one in a more quiet road. I continue down for a while, winding and twining through the back roads, through the farmland that is around my new place. After a while, I need to reposition, when I do I bring my legs back setting my feet on the back foot pegs, this making me think. Think back to the previous story I sent you. I press down on the pegs moving my ass up just a bit, experimenting to see if it would be possible?
So I started thinking of how much I/we could enjoy the ride, you slipping down from the back of my bike bringing me down onto your lap. Taking control of the handlebars, letting me slide out of my pants throwing them off to the side of the road, I don't expect to be needing them where we are going. After I am finally free from the confines of my pants, I move my hands down the front of me sliding them inbetween my legs, stopping for a quick, wet feel before continuing farther down, moving past my ass because if I stop there I may not leave.
I am now feeling your confinement, I feel you pushing to get out, not wanting to make you wait any longer I unzip your pants, you popping out excited at the thought of getting close to something so, hot, tight and wet. Seeing me naked from the waist down sends shivers up your spine. I grab onto your throbbing cock, taking it tightly into my hand you feel my juices that haven't had the time to dry in the wind on my fingers. I start stroking up and down as I move my pussy closer to you, you can feel the warmth inviting you to cum inside. I move my legs up behind you resting them on the seat you just left, lifting myself just slightly, getting more leverage.
I move myself slowly down onto your hardened cock. Moving the tip of your cock in, stopping and slowly moving you back out. I move your tip in again giving you a taste of the pleasure awaiting you, while moving my hand back down your cock, then up meeting my pussy just below the tip. I move back up taking you out, moving my hand over your tip, rubbing my juices into the tip and into the palm of my hand, moistening it to ease the movement back down your shaft; bringing you back into me.
