A RIDE IN THE COUNTRY
It's a beautiful day, I've borrowed my friends 1944 600cc BMW motorcycle. It’s painted black with red pinstripes and an Iron Cross on the gas tank. I'm cruising around the Sierras up in big pine country on a twisty turny mountain road with the warm wind blowing in my face and a cute babe who I just picked up in the last town behind me.
I was sitting on the bike in front of a little market, sipping a bottle of brew when a cute little hippie chick wearing tight blue jeans and a T-shirt comes up to me and says how much she likes the bike. I tell her all about it, leaving out the part that it's borrowed.
She asks me for a hit of beer and I oblige even though I can see that she's not 21. I mean,what the hell, a little beer has never hurt anyone. After chatting a bit and finishing the beer she says that she sure would like a ride. Being a generous person, I say "Hop on." and off we go.
As we're riding along she says in my ear, "Can we go faster." and I give the throttle a twist running up the speed. Now, the faster I go, the tighter she squeezes me especially on the curves so I go as fast as I can. When we hit a straight-away she relaxes her grip a bit then she lowers her hands until they're resting right on my crotch which she starts massaging and getting me hard. She then unbuttons my Levi’s and takes out my tool. When ever I gun the engine she starts twisting my throttle until I’m as hard as rock and there we are, riding down the highway in the woods with her squeezing and stroking my cock until finally, I cum in the wind.
Man, I am one happy dude, but she is not done yet. She's still working my rod even though it's starting to get a little soft. She starts biting my neck and sticking her tongue in my ear then whispering, "I want to fuck." which sounds good not only to me but to my little soldier whose starting to stand to attention again while being squeezed and massaged by those tender young hands.
I see a logging road up ahead and pull off into it. I putt up into the trees until I can no longer see
the highway and stop the bike.
She whispers in my ear, "Leave the motor running." then hops off the back of the bike, kicks off her shoes, takes off her jeans and shucks her panties, then she hops back on the bike, only this time in front facing me. She finishes unbuttoning my jeans then slides herself right onto my now rigid shaft. She starts pumping her pussy up and down with my big solid cock going in and out of her hot wet slit, and every time that she slides down my pole I gun the engine.
Yeah, Man Oh Man Twist That Throttle! Grrrunnn…Grrrunn… Grrrunnn…..Grrrunnn….
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