The Biker

 

It was a beautiful spring night and the cool wind felt
good on his face. His bike purred under him and the
exhaust note sounded extra sweet. He had a very long,
hard week and it felt good to be in the wind on an
empty road. As he came around a turn he saw a car on
the side of the toad and a figure standing behind it.

She flagged him down as he approached and he slowed the
bike to offer assistance. She was dressed in a short
skirt and button down top and as he got closer he could
see the outline of her body in his headlight. “This was
one very hot lady,” he thought as he stopped the bike
and got off.

“Thanks for stopping,” she said as he walked up to her.
The road was dark but in the moonlight he could see
that she was a little over middle age but very pretty.
He asked her what was wrong. “I don’t know what
happened. The motor just stopped.” She seemed a little
nervous and it was understandable since the road was
dark and deserted and he was dressed in his usual
“biker” garb.

He gave her a reassuring smile and told her to pop the
hood. As she got in the car and fumbled under the
dashboard for the hood latch her skirt rode up and he
got a good look at her long shapely legs. He looked
away quickly so she didn’t catch him. He didn’t want
her to think he was some kind of perv.

As he looked around the engine compartment she bent
over the fender next to him. He could smell the soft
scent of her perfume. It wasn’t some cheap overpowering
crap but a nice soft sexy fragrance. He inhaled deeply
and savored it. She must have noticed and gave him a
glance but didn’t say anything. After giving everything
a good look he told her to try to start it. She turned
the key but the motor didn’t turn over or even give a
small sign of life.

“Now what am I going to do,” she moaned. “My cell phone
is dead and I can’t even call for a tow truck. Do you
have a cell?” she asked. He told her he usually didn’t
bring one when he rode and she moaned again.

She glanced over at his bike and then back at him.
“I’ve never been on one of those before” she said. “If
it’s not too much of an imposition maybe you can give
me a lift.”

He looked her up and down then said, “You aren’t
dressed for a motorcycle ride but if you don’t care
neither do I.”

She smiled, “Just let me get my purse. His eyes were
glued to her firm, round ass as she bent into the car
and reached for her purse.

It almost seemed that she took a little extra time
reaching across the seats and he thought to himself
that maybe she was giving him time to get a good look.
For a woman her age she had one very nice ass and her
short, tight skirt was hugging it like a second skin.
His eyes traveled down her ass to her bare legs. They
were a perfect match to her fine rear end. He was so
caught up in looking that he didn’t notice she was
looking back at him. “Are you enjoying yourself?” she
asked. He was startled and quickly looked away. “I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to stare,” he stammered. Then he
took a few steps away as she stood up.

She locked up her car and followed him to his bike. It
was a real hardcore chopper with a rigid frame and not
much of a passenger seat. He threw a leg over the bike
and told her to get on. She walked back and forth
around the back trying to figure out how to do it in a
ladylike fashion.

“Just throw a leg over and sit,” he told her.

She hiked her skirt up and got on behind him. “Where do
I put my feet?” she asked.

He showed her the foot pegs and she laughed. “You’re
kidding.” She hesitated then brought her feet up to the
pegs. She had to pull her skirt up even higher to get
her legs up that high and now her legs were bare almost
to her ass. She wiggled and tried to pull it down but
it was no use.

“Don’t worry,” he laughed. “At this time of night
there’s nobody on the road to see you, and besides,
it’s dark.”

He hit the starter and his machine roared to life.
“Please don’t go too fast.” She was holding on to him
for dear life and he could feel her body trembling
against him. She told him where she lived and he
punched the shifter down. When he popped the clutch the
bike screamed onto the road.

The faster he went the tighter she held him and her
fingernails were digging into his sides. He could feel
the heat of her body as it pressed against him. Up
until now he hadn’t paid much attention to her tits but
now he could feel them pressed into his back. Between
the eyeful he got on the side of the road and her big
firm tits pressed against him it didn’t take long for
his cock to start getting hard.

She almost never wore panties and tonight was no
exception. Her bare pussy was pressed against the cool
leather seat and the vibration from the big V-Twin was
having a wonderful effect. She couldn’t believe how
turned on she was getting and she knew her juices were
starting to flow all over the seat. It felt like she
had a giant vibrator between her legs and as the miles
ticked by she became more and more turned on. She knew
that if the ride went on much longer she would lose
control and cum all over the seat and she tried hard to
keep her mind off of what was going on between her
legs.

There was no holding back so she decided to just let go
and enjoy it. She ground her pussy down hard until her
swollen clit reached the seat. In less than a minute
she started to cum harder that she ever did in her
life. Her body stiffened then convulsed as waves of
pleasure passed through her. As she came she dug her
nails hard into him and squeezed her legs tight. He
smiled to himself because he knew exactly what was
happening. This wasn’t the first time a woman had had
an orgasm on his bike.

The last waves of her orgasm passed over her just as
they pulled into her driveway. He shut the engine and
leaned the bike onto the kickstand. She was weak from
what had just happened and for a minute she couldn’t
move her legs. When he turned to see what was wrong she
tried to look away but he could see the flush in her
cheeks. He got off and helped her stand up. Her legs
were shaky and she was having trouble standing.

He put his arm around her to help and as he did she
stumbled and fell against him. His hard cock brushed
against her thigh as he held her. She didn’t know what
came over her as she turned and pressed her lips to
his. She wasn’t the type to just fuck any man but right
now all she wanted was to feel his big cock inside her.

He kissed her back hard and their tongues swirled and
danced. He pressed his cock against her as she ground
her hips. His hands found their way up her legs and
cupped her firm bare ass. He picked her up and startled
her on his bike facing backwards. She lay back on the
gas tank as he slid her skirt up to her waist. When he
took his cock out of his jeans she couldn’t believe how
big it was but before she could say a word he pulled
her legs up and in one long smooth stroke slid every
inch of it into her soaking wet cunt.

He fucked her long and hard right in her driveway and
she came over and over. Finally she felt his cock swell
harder and his body stiffen. He threw his head back and
slammed into her hard as he came. His juices mixed with
hers and spilled out of her well fucked pussy onto his
leather seat.

He kissed her softly then helped her off the bike. Then
she realized where they were and started looking around
to see if they had been caught. She couldn’t believe
that she fucked this biker right in her driveway. She
was a respectable business woman and didn’t do this
kind of thing. When she looked back at him he was
smiling. “Can I walk you to the door?” he whispered. He
slipped his arm around her waist and guided her up the
walk.

He gave her one last kiss at the front door then turned
and walked to his bike. He hit the starter and it
roared to life. She felt tingles in her pussy as he
eased down the driveway to the street. As he roared the
sound of the big V-Twin made her cum again standing at
her front door. When the sound of his pipes were gone
she went into the house and closed the door.

She realized that she didn’t even know his name. Then
she walked into the living room and fell onto the
couch, asleep before her body touched the cushions.