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Leah had always liked motorcycles. Every since her uncle took her for her first ride when she was a little girl, she had liked motorcycles. The feel of the wind in her hair, the vibrations coming from the seat, and the freedom to go where you want whenever you want. Whenever the family would get together, she would pester her uncle until, laughing, he weakened and took her for a ride.

It was her uncle that bought her her first minibike. Then, a few years later, she got her first motorcycle, a dirt bike that she rode on all the trails that surrounded her small western Pennsylvania hometown. She quickly learned how to handle the machine and the art of riding - she was a natural and she loved every minute she spent on the bike.

As soon as she was old enough to drive she got a job and began saving her money. She wanted a real motorcycle - she had her eye on one at the local Harley shop and she would go in and sit on it, dreaming of the day when she would be wheeling it out of the showroom.

Leah got to be something of a fixture at the Harley shop. She soon got to know the salesman's names and the girls behind the counter as well. They would welcome her when she came into the store and she would sit and ask questions about the different motorcycles. She made sure she didn't get underfoot too much - she liked going there and didn't want to be a bother so they would not let her come back.

One day she was visiting her favorite motorcycle - a gleaming black and silver FLSTC Heritage Softail Classic. This particular one was "dressed" with a tall windscreen, a short sissy bar behind the rear seat pad, fringed saddlebags with silver accents and fringed handlebar covers. It looked very retro and that's exactly what Leah liked about it.

Leah was sitting on the machine dreaming about riding down the highway to some far-off destination, when one of the salesmen came up to her.

"Hi Leah, back taking your baby for a ride eh?" he said with a big smile.

"Yeah, just thinking about the day when she will be all mine!" Leah said, blushing a bit at being caught daydreaming.

"Well I don't want to spoil your ride, but the store manager would like to see you." he said.

"Uh-oh. I'm not in trouble am I? I hope I haven't been a bother here!" Leah said afraid she wouldn't be welcome in the store anymore.

"Well, I don't know what it's all about. I was just told to bring you to see him," the salesman said. He led Leah back to the manager's office and Leah walked in quite timidly.

"Yes, Sir? Dave said you wanted to see me?" she said quietly.

"Yes... Leah isn't it?" he said.

"That's right, Leah Marshall,"

"Well Miss Marshall, I've noticed you around the store a lot and..." he began.

"Oh Mr. Williams, Sir, I hope I haven't been any trouble here! I know I hang around a lot, but I have tried not to interfere or pester your salesmen! I just love being here!" Leah blurted out in her own defense.

"No, Miss Marshall, that's not what I was about to say. I was about to ask you if you wanted to work here," he said, smiling.

"Sir?" she asked, not quite sure she understood him correctly.

"Miss Marshall, how old are you now?"

"I'll be seventeen next month, on the 8th." she said.

"Well that's old enough to work here. I know you have a love of these bikes - that much is obvious to everyone. And you seem to have a pleasant personality; all the salespeople like you. So if you are interested, I could use some part-time help here stocking shelves, cleaning the floors, and general duties like that. You won't be moving bikes around or working in the warehouse - insurance regulations prohibit you from doing some jobs. But we can find enough for you to do around here to hire you part-time. That is if you are interested?"

"Yes! Oh yes! I would love to work here! Oh thank you, Mr. Williams!" she said, almost unable to sit in her seat now.

"Do you have a car or a way to get to work after school?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, my school bus comes by here on the way home - that's how I can get here so much, I just hop off the bus out front instead of riding it all the way home," she said, looking down.

"Well good. Now this job does come with one caveat - you have to keep your grades up. If your schoolwork starts to suffer because of this job, you won't be working here. Understand?" he said, sternly.

"Oh yes Sir! I will keep my grades up, I promise!" she said, still bouncing in her chair.

"Well, go home and have your parents call me tomorrow and we will talk about it."

Leah went straight home after that and burst through the front door yelling, "Mom! Mom!" She explained what Mr. Williams had told her and she made her mother promise to call him tomorrow and work out the details.

Leah began working for the local Harley shop that next week and she loved it. She was very helpful - there wasn't a single job she did that she disliked. Even cleaning the store bathroom was fine with her, so long as she was around her beloved motorcycles. And true to her word, she kept her grades up.

The following year, Leah graduated from high school and began working full time at the Harley shop. She took night courses at the local trade school which just so happened to have a motorcycle repair class. She also started hanging around the shop more often, learning how to work on these machines and how to put them together. She was pretty good at it too - she had a knack for turning wrenches on a motorcycle and soon was helping the mechanics with the simpler work like tune-ups and assembly of new bikes.

One day she was in the back doing some work on an old Sportster that a customer wanted to get back on the road. It was a simple, but dirty job - an oil change, lube, and tune up, and the lead mechanic had to deliver a new bike so he left her in the shop alone. She was busy working on the bike when he came in.

"DING!" Leah heard the little bell at the service counter ring. She walked up front wiping her hands of the grease and as she came around the corner she saw him.

He was a mountain of a man - 6'6" tall and 325 pounds with a short, scruffy beard and shoulder length dark hair. He wore a leather biker vest and his arms were heavily tattooed. He had faded blue jeans and heavy biker boots. As he saw Leah approach, he removed his dark aviator-style sunglasses.

"Hi, I was wondering if someone could look at my bike. It ain't runnin' right. Sputtering and puking when I hit the throttle," he said in a low deep voice.

Leah looked at the man and she could feel her pussy tingle. There was something about this guy that got her own motor running. "I can have a look if you like," she said.

"You? No offense little lady, but isn't there a mechanic on duty here?" he said looking her up and down. Leah was smudged on her face and across her belly with dirt and grease from working on bikes.

"Listen pal, I happen to know quite a bit about bikes and I do work here. You want me to look at your ride or not?" she said indignantly.

"Okay, okay - don't get your panties in a bunch! It's out front," he said, backing up a step and holding his hands up grinning. "By the way, my name is Billy, but everyone calls me Bear because of my size," he said, holding out a hand. Leah introduced herself and shook his hand. Then he took her out front to see the bike and Leah looked it over. She revved the engine a few times.

"It sounds okay to me," she said. "When did you say this happened?"

"Well mostly when I climb hills; whenever the engine has a load on it," he said.

"That is strange. This bike has a lot of power, it shouldn't have any trouble with hills."

"Why don't you hop on, I'll take you for a ride and show you what it's doing. There some hills just out of town that it has trouble with," he suggested.

Leah hesitated. She knew she shouldn't go off riding with a strange man. But he was a customer who needed help with his bike and the regular mechanic, Tony wasn't around. And he was making her girly parts all wet and tingly!

"Okay, just for a bit, though. Let me lock up the shop," she said. She locked the door and put the keys in her pocket. He got on the bike, then gave her a hand to help her on back of the big cruiser. She wrapped her arms around his waist and she felt her pussy getting wetter. He started the bike up and kicked it into gear and they were off.

Leah rode with Bear as they headed out of town. She laid her head on his back and he smiled to himself feeling her tiny body behind him. He reached down with one hand and patted her thigh as they rode. They got to the hills outside of town and as they started to climb, the bike did in fact balk and sputter.

"See what I mean? It shouldn't be doing that," Bear said.

"Yeah you're right. Sounds like it's starving for fuel. Probably a clogged line someplace," Leah said. They rode a little further up the hill and the problem got worse.

"We'd better head back to the shop before the bike quits on us altogether!" Leah said. So the next wide spot in the road, Bear turned the bike around and they went back to the shop.

"Just pull it in and I'll have a look," Leah said. He pulled the bike into the shop and Leah got off. "Come up front and let's get the paperwork out of the way. It will probably take a couple weeks to get to it and get it fixed."

"A couple weeks! Shit I wanted to go on a Poker Run this weekend!" he said disappointed.

"Well there's no way that will happen! It would take longer than that to get any parts in, if we had to order any!" Leah said.

"I suppose so," he said. "Say where's the bathroom in here, I gotta take a piss?" he asked.

"Here I'll show you, I gotta go that way anyway." So with Leah in the lead, he followed her to the bathrooms. But Bear didn't have to take a piss - he had another idea in mind...

The shop was in a separate building across the parking lot from the store and with Tony not around, there was no one but the two of them. Just as they reached the bathrooms, he quickly shoved her into the ladies room.

"Hey! What are you doing?" she said, shocked.

"Quiet! I saw how you looked at me when I came in here. I know you want this, slut!" he growled.

And she did. Truth be told, she was attracted to him. She had felt a tingle in her pussy the moment he walked in and the ride had only heightened her desire. Somehow he knew that. He knew that she was his for the taking, despite her seeming reluctance and protests.

"Now take off your clothes," he ordered, after locking the bathroom door.

"What?" she said, stunned at his demand.

"You heard me you little slut! Now take off your clothes. Unless you prefer I do it for you!"

"Please, Bear, just leave, okay?" she said, her hands shaking.

"I'm not going to wait forever. Now strip!" he said.

Leah began slowly removing her clothing. That day she was wearing a hot pink tie-front crop top with a wide lapel collar and tight fitting low-ride blue jeans. Trembling, Leah untied the front and removed her top. She wasn't wearing a bra that day - she was supposed to be working on bikes and it was too hot in the shop for unnecessary clothes. So once the top was removed, her breasts were bare.

"Nice tits!" Bear said licking his lips, "Now let's see the rest!"

Leah stood there trembling, her eyes cast downward and hesitating for a moment. But she knew that Bear wasn't going to let her off. She unfastened her jeans and peeled them down her long legs and then stepped out of them.

Leah was a curvy five foot one inch tall girl with very nice set of 36C breasts, nicely rounded hips and a firm high ass. She had short, red hair and soft brown doe eyes. She was very much a looker!

Clad only in her panties now, she stood there in the ladies room using her arms to try and cover her exposed breasts. Bear looked her up and down with a critical eye. She trembled, not knowing how much further he would take this. He had seemed like a nice enough guy. Yeah he was intimidating, but he had been friendly to her. Now she was seeing another side to this man.

Bear finished his survey and without saying anything, held out his hand. She knew what that meant. She shook her head, but he pointed to his palm. She peeled away her panties, the last vestige of modesty she had, and went to place them in his meaty paw. But instead of taking the panties, Bear quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. He took her over to a makeshift couch made from a old pickup truck bench seat that Tony had welded a base onto. He sat down on the couch and pulled her over his knees.

"Now we are going to start by teaching that when I tell you to do something you do it. You don't tell me no and you don't stall. I am not the debating type. When I say something, I mean do it now. Got it?"

"Please..." Leah said squirming on his lap. She struggled, but he held her down with one massive arm across the small of her back. She kicked her legs trying to get away, but he quickly hooked his leg around her ankles pinning them against the front of the couch so she couldn't kick anymore.

"The more you fight, the worse it's gonna be on you!" he warned. He began rubbing her upturned ass gently. He caressed her soft silky skin feeling her tremble under his big hand. Leah was at first scared, but the more he caressed her, the more she realized that this big hulk had a tender side. She found herself enjoying his touch and even starting gyrate her hips to the movement of the hand on her behind.

This was what he had been waiting for, for her to relax and let her guard down. Without warning, he raised his hand and then brought it swiftly down before Leah had a chance to react.

SMACK! Leah let out a howl, partly from the surprise and partly from the pain. Bear watched as an angry red handprint slowly emerged on her pale, soft ass cheek. He rubbed her ass for a couple moments before he struck her other ass cheek.

SMACK! Leah howled again squirming as the burn in her ass increased. Leah moved her hands back to protect her tender ass, but Bear brushed them off easily. He swatted her ass twice more, once on each cheek and her skin started taking on a rosy glow.

"Please, Bear... please! I'll be good!" Leah whimpered.

"Oh we are just getting started, you little slut!" he said, chuckling wickedly. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her red mane and hauled her head back making her arch her back. He took her panties from his vest where he'd stashed them and shoved the skimpy garment into her mouth, pushing them in until she almost gagged.

"Now don't take them out of your mouth!" he shook her head by the hair for emphasis. Then he grabbed her wrist and bent her arm behind her back, holding her down with her own arm.

Bear raised his hand and began the spanking in earnest. While Leah laid over his lap writhing and squirming fiercely, Bear began raining down blows on the young girl's ass. His swats came hard and fast with no pausing between them. Leah screamed into her panty gag, but that only made him smile and encouraged him further.

Bear's hands, toughened from years of riding and from God knows how many fights, weren't fazed at all by the softness of a young woman's ass. He continued to swat her until her ass felt as if it were on fire and the heat from her skin radiated outwards. Leah's screams had turned to sobs, and then strangely enough to soft moans behind the panty-gag.

Bear smiled knowingly as she began moaning. He paused his attack on her to slide his hand between her thighs. He found just what he wanted - Leah's pussy was drenched! His spanking her had gotten her incredibly turned on and her pussy was dripping. He moved her thighs apart a bit more and began toying with her wet slit.

"Ohhh," Leah moaned. Her mind was confused - while her ass was on fire from the spanking, Bears fingers playing with her sopping pussy felt so damn good! She began raising her hips subconsciously, allowing him better access to her and hoping he would push his fingers into her.

But Bear had his own plans. He wanted to toy with her, to build her desires and her lustful passions to a point where she would be more... receptive to his ideas. He ran his thick fingers up and down her slit, tugging playfully at her swollen pussy lips and flicking lightly across her clit.

Then Bear shoved two fat fingers deep into her pussy and she arched her back, her moan much louder. He saw her clench her hands as if grasping for something. He began pumping his fingers in and out of her. Her pussy walls clenched at the intruder, not wanting him to leave, but instead welcoming him into her. She coated his fingers with her sweet juices as they moved inside her. Leah started pushing back against the invasive fingers, wanting them deeper still, wanting him to finger fuck her harder.

"You are a little slut aren't you!" he said. "You like my finger in your cunt? You want me to finger fuck that tight little pussy?"

Leah nodded her head, moaning at his words. She raised her hips higher and spread her thighs for him. He reciprocated by fingering her faster and wiggling his fingers inside her, making her moan louder and more urgently. She was an inferno and he was stoking the fire!

Suddenly he pulled his fingers out of her and she whimpered at the emptiness in her pussy. He pulled her up off his lap and took the panty gag from her. Grabbing her by the hair again, he pulled her down onto her knees between his spread thighs.

"Now you fucking little whore, you are gonna suck my cock and you are gonna suck it good. I want you to get me hard so I can fuck that tight cunt of yours. You'd like that wouldn't you? You want me to fuck your tight wet pussy?"

"Yes! Oh God please fuck me! Please Bear..." she pleaded.

"Well then, you'd better get busy, I ain't got all day ya know!" he said. Without hesitation, Leah began unfastening his jeans and jerking them down past his knees. Seeing the large bulge in his boxers, she ran her fingertips down the lump, smiling when it twitched under her touch. She pulled his boxers down and gasped when she saw what lay before her.

Bear was not a small man in the cock department either, sporting a steel-hard cock that was eight inches long and two and a half inches in diameter. She looked at the monster cock with it's swollen purple head, a drop of glistening precum oozing out of the tip. She wrapped her tiny hand around the thick veiny shaft and felt it throb eagerly in her grip.

Leah bent her head down and licked the tip of his cock, tasting his precum and feeling the velvety head on her tongue. He tasted salty, but not unpleasant, and his crotch smelled of sweat and leather. She found his scent exciting and provocative, and she breathed him in deeply. She began by licking his cock from the base to the tip all the way around. Then she ran her soft wet tongue around the rim of his cockhead and finally licked the swollen purple head.

After she made sure his cock had been completely covered, she opened her lips and began taking his cock into her mouth. He put his hand on the back of her head, forcing her head down onto his cock and making her take more of him. She slid down his huge pole until he hit the back of her throat making her gag. He let her up for a moment, then shoved her head back down. This time she was ready and after grabbing a quick breath, she let his cock go down her throat a little ways.

She held his cock in her throat for as long as she could, finally tapping his leg so he would let her up for a breath. She came up gagging and coughing a bit, then he shoved her back down, further this time, until her nose pressed against his belly. She held him there and tapped when she needed air. This time he wasn't so quick to let her up and when she came up for air, she had saliva dripping from her mouth and making a bridge to his cock.

He forced her back down a few more times, each time she came up more saliva came with her, dripping onto his legs and off her chin onto her tits. He scooped up some saliva and smeared it over her face, making her feel even more slutty and degrading her.

He reached over her back with his free hand and fingered her slick wet pussy and the little star of her asshole. Leah moaned around the meaty cock as she felt him playing with her hungry pussy. She wriggled her ass as he slipped his fingers in and out of her, sucking him harder as she got more and more aroused.

"That's it whore, suck my cock so I can fuck you! I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't walk right for a week!" he growled. Leah moaned her response around his cock bobbing her head up and down vigorously.

Bear wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her off him, gasping, cranking her face around to him. He grabbed her throat firmly, holding her tight enough to cut of her airway.

"Now slut, I'm gonna fuck a hole clear through you! I'm gonna rip that tight little cunt of yours apart!" he said. He released her throat and she gasped for breath. then he threw her to the ground and jumped on top of her, spreading her legs roughly. He pinned her down by her hair and with the other hand guided his cock to her entrance. He ran his head up and down her slit a couple times to lube it up before he entered her.

Bear wasn't gentle. This wasn't making love, this was fucking. Hard, savage, and relentless. He was using her for his pleasure and wasn't concerned with her comfort. He slammed his mighty cock into her in one hard thrust, and Leah screamed as she felt him splitting her in two.

Leah was no virgin by any means, but she had never felt anything as enormous as this monster cock and she just knew he was going to tear something. He pushed until he was buried in her and was pressing hard on her cervix - uncomfortably hard. But she had taken all of him, somehow, and now he was pounding her poor pussy! Leah screamed and writhed and twisted trying to find some way to make it easier on her but there wasn't anything she could do. She just had to grit her teeth and endure.

However, after a few thrusts, she had stretched a bit and gotten accustomed to his girth. She started to feel better and soon she was moaning and whimpering in delight instead of pain. He was fucking her harder than she had ever been fucked and she was loving every hard thrust!

"Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck my cunt harder! Fuck me harder dammit!" Leah was yelling as he pounded away at her. Leah wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him in her and clawing at her tits in manic delirium.

Bear pounded into Leah until she was about ready to cum. As she neared her crest, he began taunting her. "You wanna cum whore, you want me to make you cum?"

"Yes! Oh God please, please make me cum!" she pleaded, afraid he would pull out and leave her in this state.

"If I make you cum, I own you. I will own this pussy - you understand?" he said.

"Yes, yes I understand! Anything, please, please, just make me cum!" she begged him, almost crying now.

"Say it. Tell me I own you."

"Yes Bear, you own me. I am your slut, your cunt! Please... I'll do whatever you want, baby, I'll do whatever you want, just please make me cum, pleeease..."

He increased his speed and rhythm as Leah began to howl;

"Ohmygod, I'm cumming I'm cuumminngg!"

As her orgasm took hold and her pussy walls clamped down on him, Bear could feel his balls tightening and he knew he wasn't far off. Leah's pussy flooded the floor with her juices and she poured out around his thick pistoning cock.

Bear couldn't hold out any longer. Even though Leah wasn't completely through her orgasm, he pulled her up by her hair and held her as he pulled out of her pussy and his cock erupted shooting thick gooey globs of white hot cum all over her tits and onto her face. Bear had marked her as his, cumming on her and claiming her as his property.

Leah lay on the floor, still oozing pussy juice onto the floor of the ladies room as Bear got up and began getting dressed. She smiled up at him, splayed out like a well-used whore, her face covered with his cock cream.

"I'll be back in two weeks for my bike, slut. Make sure you are ready for me too!" he said.

She knew she would be ready for him.

It was two weeks later and Leah was working in the shop stocking parts when she heard the ding of the counter bell. She came up front to see who it was and when she saw Bear, she ran up to him, launching herself at him and wrapping her arms around his neck as the big man caught her.

"Hi Bear! Oh I am so glad to see you!" she said happily. She kissed him passionately as he held her close.

"Oh, izzat so?" he said, with a grin. "Missed me, did ya?"

"Yes I did, you big lummox!" she said, looking up into his bright blue sparkling eyes.

"Lummox is it? Maybe someone needs another spanking!" he said.

"Oooh, sounds like fun!" she said, giggling.

"Well maybe later. Is my bike done?" he asked.

"Yeah I got it finished yesterday afternoon. Gave it a good cleaning and waxed it too - just for you!" she said proudly.

"Thanks, was it a clogged line like you thought?"

"Well partly. You must have gotten hold of some bad gas or something because there was a lot of water in the fuel. I had to drain your entire system and put fresh gas in. Also I replaced your fuel filter because it had gotten contaminated," Leah said.

"So it's running all right now?" he asked.

"Yep. It should be fine. You should keep an eye on that back tire, though. It'll need to be replaced soon," Leah said.

"Okay, thanks. How much do I owe you?" he asked.

"Don't you want to take it for a test ride before you pay for it... just to make sure it's working right?" she asked.

Bear saw what she was hinting at and a big grin appeared on his face. "Yeah, I probably should check it out. But only if you go with me. I mean, what if something should break while I'm out on the test ride?" he said.

She smiled, knowing her subliminal message had been received. She went back and told Tony that she was going out on a test ride, and then came back to the front of the shop. Bear took her hand and they went out to where the bike was parked. Bear got on and fired the bike up, hitting the throttle a couple times and then helped Leah on the back. Bear took the bike down the street to where he could get on the expressway and open it up some. The bike acted fine and Leah was thoroughly enjoying riding behind Bear.

Because it was in the hills that he noticed the problem to begin with, that's where he headed next. As they approached the first hill, which was also the steepest, Bear kept his ear tuned to the bike's engine sounds. The bike climbed the hill with no problem and Bear was happy with the way it was running. At the top of the next hill there was a little pull-off that overlooked the city. It was getting on towards evening by now, and the sun was setting over the city. Bear turned into the pull-off and shut the engine off.

Bear helped her get down off the bike and she stood there waiting for him to dismount as well. Bear got off his bike and began unzipping his jeans. "Now that we have some privacy..." he said.

Leah didn't need any further prompting. Not even bothering to look around to see if anyone was watching, she proceeded to shed her clothes. Her top came off followed in quick succession to her jeans. She kicked her boots off and she was left with nothing but her panties. She came up to Bear and knelt in front of him taking a grip on his enormous cock, already thickening with eager anticipation.

Leah looked up at him, licking her lips, then when he smiled at her, she bent to her work. She licked his shaft all over getting him ready for her mouth. She loved the musky, salty taste of his cock and the velvety soft feel of it growing larger and thicker in her mouth. Leah began bobbing her head up and down on his cock, licking his balls and under them. Bear closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of her warm pink tongue caring for him and pampering him. She pulled his jeans down further and pressed her face between his thighs, licking between his ass and his balls as far as she could reach.

Leah then moved back to his cock and slid down the length as far as she could, taking him deep into her mouth and throat. She gave his cock as much attention as she could until he pulled her up, unable to take anymore.

"Please Bear. Fuck me... fuck me on your bike," Leah asked.

"On the bike?" he repeated unsure he heard her right.

"Yeah I saw it once in some pictures on the Internet. This girl was laying over the tank with her legs spread and he was fucking her. It looked so hot! Do that to me... please?" she explained.

Bear grinned. He'd never done anything like that before either, so he pulled his jeans up high enough so he could get back on the bike. Then he helped her get on the bike in front of him facing backwards. He helped her lean back over the tank and she held onto the handlebars backwards. Bear lifted her legs up over his shoulders and Leah slid slowly down the tank. As she did his cock nudged her opening. Bear pulled her down onto his cock, spearing her on his pole.

"Oh God!" she moaned, feeling his thickness entering her. Bear wrapped his strong arm around her thighs just below her hips and held her close as he pressed forward, sinking his cock deep in her hungry pussy. He began pumping in and out of her as she wriggled on the tank, trying to be careful not to slip off the gas tank. But Bear wasn't going to let her fall... he held the bike up with his strong legs and held her in place on it. She was free to moan and writhe as she felt him open her up and slide deeper into her.

But the position they were in wasn't the best for fucking so after a couple minutes, he reached down and pulled her up to his chest. He held her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. This enabled him to push his full length into her and she threw her head back as he did.

"Oh fuck, Bear! Fuck me... fuck me please!" she cried. He began bouncing the tiny girl up and down on his cock and she went wild. She moaned and gripped his long hair and bit his neck, she loved having his cock in her!

"God I missed you, Bear! Fuck me, baby... fuck my tight cunt!" she cried as she bounced up and down on his pole. Bear did just as she asked, and Leah's lust grew as he plowed into her. It wasn't long before Leah had reached her crest.

"Ohh fuck Bear! I'm cuummingg!" she screamed in wild abandon as she poured her juices out all over the bike, his jeans, and onto the ground under them. She clung to him tightly as the whirlwind of her orgasm took hold and her world spun out of control. She clung to Bear because it was the only stable thing she had to hang on to and he held her tightly until her orgasm passed. He continued to bounce her up and down on his cock even through her orgasm, enjoying the feeling of her pussy grasping at his cock.

But Bear had been without a piece of ass for awhile too and he was in need of satisfaction. As he plowed into her he could feel his balls tighten. "I'm gonna cum..." he warned her.

His words excited her all over again. "Oh God Bear, please... please cum in my pussy. Please, I want to feel your hot cum inside me this time! Please, baby, please cum inside me!" she pleaded.

He couldn't refuse her and with a mighty growl reminiscent of his name, he exploded inside her, splashing his cum against her pussy walls and filling her womb with his spunk. Leah screamed again, his hot seed sending her into a second orgasm just as intense as the first. Her juices mixed with his and poured out, giving the bike a second coating of their love. They held each other tightly as they went through their mutual orgasm until finally, at last, it passed. Leah looked into Bears eyes and kissed him passionately, tenderly.

After they had regained their senses they got dressed and returned her to the shop. "You know, you'll have to give my bike another washing now that you got it all messy!" he said chuckling.

"It was so worth it!" she said, fanning herself playfully. Bear told her what hotel he was staying at while he was in town and she promised to wash his bike and have it ready for him tomorrow.

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Bear and Leah got together whenever he came through town and they emailed and called each other between visits. Bear told all of his fellow bikers about Leah's mechanic's skills and sent lots of business her way. Leah continued working in the shop and got her degree in motorcycle mechanics. After a year and a half, she became the head mechanic when Tony left to go to another state. And yes, she finally saved up enough money to get her dream bike... a brand new FLSTC Heritage Softail Classic!

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Author's Note: This story was written for a dear friend of mine who has given me permission to post it here. She gave me the idea for it and let me develop it into the story you see here. Thank you, Leah, for the inspiration and confidence in me to write this!

The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events in it are products of the author’s imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over sixteen (16) years of age.