It wasn’t a plan, but I expected it to work that way. I had planned “one day” to take a friend for a motorcycle. Her name is Debbie. Debbie is a pretty, not beautiful, dirty blonde. She’s got pretty, tip-sized tits by promising bumps.
We agreed to meet with her daughter in Boston, and I picked her up on my Harley Sportster. We stopped at the bank and then boarded for a trip to the Mohawk Trail. It is a little known secret that the bad road 2 has become a beautiful picturesque country that leads to Greenfield, MA.
We drove to North Adams, we stop in various tourist traps, blowing hard money earned on a raccoon cap, and postcards.
After a while, we became tired and returned home after a total of 250 miles. I must mention to this point that the passenger seat on my bike is a spray plate, which after a few kilometers has the dimensions and texture of a thin pin book. She needed an ass-rub, which I offered her.
Well, my ass became quite adventurous, and while she had her jeans on, I managed to cover most parts of her later territory. I sat down, and we got stuck for a while. I was standing by her and kissed her provisionally, testing the waters, as he was. Without resistance, I worked on kissing him a little longer, then I brought one of my hands to a point near his boobs. Sneakily (so I thought) I got close to her tit, kissing her with more enthusiasm.
Still without resistance, I got to the promised land, and I started to massage his chest. I bravely started to find out what I was massing, and I was thrilled to find two pink nipples, ready for me. I took one in my mouth. No word had been exchanged since I started my ass rubbed, and she moaned a little and made happy sounds while I fed her.
This type of activity lasted a few more minutes. I asked her if she’d like to come up to be more comfortable. She said, “I’d like to go with you!” and she smiled at me. I escorted her to my roommate. I wanted to have it in my own bed, but the frame was about to collapse, and John was on a business trip anyway.
I sat down, and we started getting dressed. This proved very difficult, logistically, since we had been dressed to climb on a cool spring day. It became pretty funny as we threw ourselves into various pieces of boots, long underwear, and finally, panties!
I kissed her again, and after a brief chatter on her breasts, I took a comfortable position and looked at her pussy. She had light and retrospective blonde hair, I think she cut it off. Her lips were just rising to the right amount, and her clit was trying to collapse out of her hiding place. I leaned and breathed in her perfume. If I could bottle his perfume, I could take a rich retreat.
I finally pushed closer and tasted her. Now I couldn’t bury my face as deeply in his crook that I could get. I don’t know how long I spent making love to her, but I never wanted it to end. From time to time, I would have a new flood of his juice, just enough musky, tangy fluid to drive me crazy again.
Nancy, my cat, chose this moment to interrupt. She wanted attention and caresses. It took firm pushes, but I convinced Nancy that she should wait.
Returning my attention to Debbie, I moved further and buried my nose in his sheath. I decided to try something I had barely dared to think about, and I spread my tongue slowly, and I started to language Debbie’s anus. She seemed to enjoy that, and I found that I liked to do it too. I became more courageous, and I pushed harder. My tongue went into his asshole, I just tasted a hint of something muskier that I ate. But it wasn’t unpleasant. It certainly surprised me, but as an adventurous soul, I felt that it was to have to try everything that felt that good.
I ended up eating her pussy, and after a little more time, she said she wanted to be fucked. I don’t remember if she said it, or just got me up her body. Of course, I stopped at her tits on the way. She had no reluctance to kiss me, even considering where I was!
Being a little nervous (yes!), I had some difficulty getting hard at first. I climbed to the head and asked her to help her a little, and she started sucking my penis. After a few minutes, I felt I was ready, and we entered the missionary position. We didn’t fit well, and she won a bit when we hit each other, but then I slipped to the right, and it was a perfect fit.
After a while, I started hitting in and out, trying to move my hips so as to provide the maximum distance travelled for it. Exit almost all the way, then slip into the deepest possible. She became very wet. The lubrication was not a problem… After a few minutes, I felt she was starting to spasm around my dick, and she made some incoherent noises. She repeated it once or twice, and I finally felt that last moment, and I came. I buried my dick as deep in her as I could, and I flooded her pussy with burning sperm. I guess we were in the middle of a deep kiss at the time, but all I remember is that she would be shaking under me.
We arrived more or less, and I suggested that I was far from passing, but unfortunately, she said she had to meet her mother to go shopping. I unfortunately agreed to let her go…
Debbie asked where the bathroom was, and made use of it, sweating loudly (lewdly?) in the bowl, bringing others, kinkier, thoughts to my mind, but like a gentleman, I helped his dress, (and dressed too), and drove him into town. (In the car, thank you… we were still in danger…)