09/02/2009
All my life I'd admired Harley's. It didn't matter what they looked like, as long as it was a Harley it was fine with me. It was my dream to someday own one, but not just any Harley...oh no. It had to be a custom made Chopper made just for me. Finally I'd reached a point financially where I could afford to have one custom designed for myself and that's exactly what I did. There were tears in my eyes when I took delivery of my new baby. It was awesome...better than I had expected. It had a lime green high lacquer finish that was so shiny you could see your reflection in it, as if it were glass. Now THIS was a Harley!
The minute people where I work found out about it, I got teased, and called biker boy, Hell's Angel the works. I just laughed it off, because I knew they were just jealous. Yeah, they all laughed until Roxanne, the hottest, sexiest, woman on earth, came up to me and asked when I was going to take her on a run. Roxanne was the fantasy of every guy in that office. She was 5' 8" with long dark auburn hair, and a figure that would stop traffic. Nobody ever could get to first base with this woman and here she was asking me when I was going to take her on a run.
I smiled and said,
"Well Roxanne....I have some vacation time coming so I was going to take a run up highway 1 till I ran out of gas, or got tired; whichever comes first."
"I'll pick you up Saturday morning say around six?"
Roxanne smiled and wrote down her address, and told me to come earlier if I wanted. Saturday, Roxanne stepped out of her apartment wearing the tightest pair of leather pants I'd ever seen. The leather molded around her sexy ass like a second skin. My cock began to feel warm, and I could feel the blood rushing towards my cock as it crept down the side of my inner thigh. She also had on a leather halter that her gorgeous tits nearly fell out of, and a sexy suede jacket with the fringe dangling from the arms.
Roxanne walked over and smiled at me looking down at the bulge I was sporting. She gave me a sexy kiss on the lips, her tongue whisking across my lips as she sat down behind me. That little tongue action made my cock pulse and throb as the engine roared to life. Roxanne put her hand on my stomach as we roared off. It took her all of a minute to move her hand down to my bulge and squeeze my cock as we roared towards the Pacific Coast Highway. I wanted to stop and fuck her right then and there, but why rush it....there would be plenty of time later.
In no time we were tooling down Highway 1, admiring the beautiful California coastline as we headed into Santa Barbara. We came across a side road when Roxanne tapped me on the shoulder indicating she wanted to take that route. We turned off and soon we were riding down a narrow, winding road. She tapped me on the shoulder again and pointed towards an old oak tree in the distance. I pulled off onto a dirt road. I took it real slow; the last thing I wanted to do was mess up the Harley.
Roxanne took off her coat, and the next thing I knew she had removed her leather top. Her hard nipples were now burrowing into my back. Once we reached the oak tree Roxanne hopped off the bike, the threw her leg over and was now facing me...those gorgeous tits in my face. She grabbed my face and her tongue was down my throat kissing me with the kind of passion I'd only seen in movies. Roxanne broke the kiss and leaned back against the handle bars, as I leaned over and took her tits in hand and started sucking her erect nipples. Roxanne was moaning and telling me how good it felt as she raised her arms over her head. I squeezed and sucked those pink nipples till my jaws ached.
Roxanne moved her hands to her leather pants and started unbuttoning them. She opened them up and I could smell the aroma of her sex mixed with the smell of leather. Damn, what a sweet smell it was. Roxanne slipped her pants down exposing her thong, and it was soaked with her love juices. Roxanne put her hands on the back of my head, crushing my face against her tits begging me to suck them. After sucking her nipples till she had a small orgasm, I kissed my way down her stomach. I helped her remove her boots and pants leaving her with just her thong. My mouth began to water as I pulled her thong aside, her pussy lips wet and pink, just begging to be sucked.
Roxanne asked me to start the bike and rev the engine. I started the Harley up and revved it a couple of times as I watched Roxanne lean forward so the vibration of the engine was vibrating against her pussy. Her eyes closed and she leaned forward, her arms draped over my shoulders. I watched as Roxanne ground her pussy against the tank, letting the vibrations from the engine send wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure surging through her body. I revved the bike several more times as Roxanne started yelling,
"Yes....yes. "
Ooohhh shit yesssssss!"
Roxanne raised her head looking me in the eye for a second with the sexiest look in her eye as she started kissing me and tugging at my belt. She gave a hard yank at my 501's as the buttons of the jeans opened up, and her hands pulled out my rigid cock and balls. She took my cock in her mouth, and started deep throating me as she rolled my balls between her fingers. This was an act of pure lust and passion, no time for foreplay here....this was animal lust baby....and I was loving every second of it.
Roxanne amazed me at her ability to suck cock. She pushed me back, my head resting on the duffel bag I'd strapped on a few hours earlier. She really began to ravage my cock, sucking me, bringing me to the edge, then stopping just short of my cumming. She took my balls in her mouth one at a time and slowly stroked my cock. Roxanne crawled up my body like a sexy viper ready to pounce on its prey and I felt her hand on my cock as she guided my manhood between her lips.
I felt her warm pussy engulf my cock as we began fucking right there on the bike. I held Roxanne in my arms as she humped my cock like a wild cat. Once again she let out screams of passion only this time I couldn't reach the handle bars to rev the engine to muffle her screams, but at that point who cared? I felt Roxanne's body let go with a strong throbbing pulse and she was cumming again. Roxanne opened her eyes..they had a dazed, satisfied look as she pulled me towards her. Roxanne turned around and laid with her stomach on the tank, her hands on the handle bars, and she was telling me to start fucking her again. I eased my cock into her tight pussy and as soon as I was in she pushed down with her hips so her pussy was flat against the tank, and she said,
"Fuck me now!"
I started pumping her pussy at the same time as she started revving the engine again. WOW....what a sensation!!! I'd never felt anything so stimulating in my life. The vibrations from that engine went right through her pussy and vibrated against my cock. Roxanne was cumming again, and I felt my orgasm building quickly.
"Cum on my ass," she yelled.
I felt my cock twitch and I pulled out spewing my hot cum all over her sexy ass. I massaged my cum into her ass with the head of my cock. We both jumped when we heard a voice say,
"Now that's one hell of a sexy picture."
We turned around and saw a woman standing there in jeans and a tee shirt. She must have been in her late forties. She had what appeared to be nice firm tits and a good figure. I started to apologize if we were trespassing or something. She laughed and said,
"Are you kidding?"
"I'm so damn happy to see you two having great sex on a chopper!"
"Hank, my husband and I used to do the same thing back in the late 60's early 70's."
"We were even younger than you two."
Come and meet Hank, he enjoyed the show too!"
Rhonda introduced us to Hank. He was one of those ruggedly handsome guys that women just love. I could see that Roxanne was taken by his looks. Rhonda and Hank were really cool people and Hank won me over when he started to admire my Harley. He told me to put it in the shed so it would be safe. Roxanne and I really hit it off with Hank and Rhonda.
They fixed us lunch and we sat and drank beers while they shared stories of "runs" and all the great sex they'd had on the backs of Harelys. All the talk about sex was getting to Roxanne. Roxanne said all this talk of biker sex was making her horny. Rhonda piped up and said it was making her horny, too. Roxanne blew me away when she asked Rhonda if she wanted to trade men for an afternoon. Rhonda laughed and said it was cool with her if it was cool with the men.
I knew Hank wasn't going to have to be asked twice. Rhonda still looked good so why not. The next thing I knew Roxanne and Hank were kissing and he had her tits out sucking her nipples and Rhonda was kissing me, and I had her tits in my face. Rhonda had really nice tits and great nipples. They were ultra-sensitive and I got her off several times just sucking them. She had my cock in her mouth and was giving me some great head. This woman was a real horny biker babe from the old days. Rhonda was not into trimming the old bikini line, and she had a bush that wouldn't quit. I was a intrigued by a naturally hairy bush, and she loved having my tongue exploring her folds.
I heard Roxanne moaning so I looked up momentarily. She was ridding Hank's cock like a bucking bronco. Hank had her by the hips and she was really going to town. I took Rhonda's rather large clit into my mouth and started sucking her into oblivion. Her body tensed and began shuddering and quaking as she started cumming fast and furious. She grabbed my cock and I was soon in her pussy. I was pleasantly surprised at how tight she was. She knew how to milk a cock too. She was using those muscles like a hand on my cock squeezing and milking me.
I heard Hank let out a loud moan as did Roxanne and they were both cumming. Hank had cum all over Roxanne's tits. Rhonda told me to cum on her tits too. I could feel I was at the edge so I pulled out and pumped my cock a couple of times and I spilled a load of cum that covered her nipples and part of her tits. Rhonda went over to Roxanne and asked if she'd like to help her clean up. I was surprised, yet not surprised when Rhonda and Roxanne started licking the cum from one anothers tits.
They even managed to get each other off, but that wasn't the end of it. They got into a hot 69 for Hank and I to enjoy, and enjoy we did as we watched the two women bring each other off. They licked and sucked each others pussies, moaning and groaning till they were cumming on each others faces. Then they licked and kissed each others juices away. We spent the night with Hank and Rhonda and continued our trip the next morning. We didn't run into any more Hanks or Rhonda's, but we had a lot more bike sex. Roxanne and I now make regular runs every chance we get. I'm sure glad I made that decision to get a Harley.