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Ride Of Their Lives free porn video
Bill and Larry had been roommates and best friends throughout college. One thing that they both loved was riding motorcycles. They’d started out with small dirt bikes but eventually worked their way up to cruising bikes.
Every weekend during their senior year they’d go for weekend rides up and down the West coast. But then they graduated, found jobs and the weekend rides turned into monthly rides and eventually only once or twice a year rides. It was one of those weekends and while they were eating lunch at a highway diner, they decided they’d try to synch their vacation schedules so they could have a couple of weeks to ride and explore.
After some work on both their parts, they finally had a two-week period when they could both get time off. They made plans for a trip from Southern Cal, through Arizona, New Mexico and Colorado and then back through Utah and Nevada and down the California coast. They knew there would be some long days of riding but they were both excited to be on the road again.
The Memorial Day weekend was approaching and the guys got their bikes tuned up and ready to roll. Larry got a set of panniers to go with the tail bag already attached to the rear of his bike. Bill already had panniers but his seat wouldn’t work well with a tail bag. But they planned to travel light and weren’t going camping so there was plenty of storage between the two of them. They planned to stay at B&B’s along their route, unlike when they camped on their weekend trips during college.
Friday was done and Larry rode over to Bill's place to spend the night before heading off. The got up early Saturday morning and headed south to their first destination, San Diego. They’d spent time there during college and wanted to revisit some of their favorite places.
They spent the night at a B&B in Del Mar and after a relaxing evening chilling on the beach, they got up late and headed towards their next destination, Jerome, Arizona. Larry was having some issues with his clutch and they found a motorcycle shop in Blythe. The shop manager told them he could get a clutch cable by that afternoon so they found a place to spend the night, then picked up the cable and fixed the problem. They’d get to Jerome tomorrow.
They left Blythe early the next morning. The day was warm, bordering on hot, but the wind felt good and they made good time to Jerome. At one time Jerome had been a mining town, then it was a ghost town and now it was a thriving artists' community. They parked the bikes, locked their gear in the panniers and found a place to get lunch and a beer. The shop had a fairly long line where you ordered your food and drinks.
The next person into the shop was a young woman with wavy blonde hair to her ass. She was dressed in a Southwest style with a colorful top and flowing black skirt. You couldn’t tell much about her body because everything was loose and wispy. But she had an attractive face and a beautiful smile.
While they were waiting to place their orders, they started talking and learned her name was Greta and she was a local artist. They invited her to join them for lunch figuring they could pick her brain on fun things to do. She agreed and they found a table, soon got their food and drinks and had an enjoyable lunch together.
Greta told them about Sycamore Canyon which was less than an hour’s ride. She said there was a nice stream in the canyon and a great hiking trail. That sounded great to the guys and they asked if she wanted to join them and be their guide. She eagerly agreed. She said she wanted to stop by her car and change from sandals to boots and grab a blanket.
They told her where they’d parked the bikes and a little while later, she met them there. Bill’s bike didn’t have a great two-person seat but Larry’s bike was perfect for a passenger. They pulled on their helmets, gave Greta one, climbed on and headed out to Sycamore Canyon.
Larry had ridden with women on the back before. Typically, they put their arms around him and mostly stayed still. Greta kept moving her hands and arms, sometimes around his middle, sometimes resting her hands on his thighs, sometimes around his upper chest. He just figured she was nervous so let her do what she wanted.
The ride was pleasant through the high desert on a warm, but not hot, day. It took about forty-five minutes to reach the Sycamore Canyon trailhead and parking area. There were a few other cars parked already and Greta told them that was pretty normal for a weekend. They stowed the helmets and then headed out to a pool that Greta told them was a little over a mile in.
They’d been walking for about twenty minutes when Greta stopped, asked Larry to hold the blanket and slipped off her top. She wasn’t wearing a bra and the guys got a look at her perky C or D sized boobs. She took the blanket back, turned around and headed down the trail. The guys followed and soon pulled off their shirts too.
After another fifteen or twenty minutes they reached the pool. There were about ten other people were either in the pool or laying out on the rocks. None were wearing clothes. Greta said, “I guess I should have told you everybody skinny-dips at the pool. Is it OK with you?”
The guys both nodded and Bill said, “It is what it is.”
They all stripped down and waded into the very cool water. They splashed around, floated, talked and finally climbed out to warm up on the rocks. Greta had spread out the blanket and they all laid down to enjoy the sun. Unfortunately, the pool was soon invaded by a group of loud teenagers.
A few of the other older hikers immediately picked up their stuff, got dressed and headed back to the parking area. Greta told them this also wasn’t unusual and she had another option if they didn’t mind hiking another couple of miles. The guys both agreed and they got dressed, picked up the blanket and headed further up the trail.
As they were walking Greta told them they were heading to a side canyon where there was a “beach” like area with some shade trees but no pool. She told them they could still wade in a cool stream and lie out in the sun. They found the side canyon and hiked along the stream for a while until Greta said the beach was just up ahead. She slipped off her top again and soon they were at the beach. They all stripped off their clothes and waded into the cool water and sat in the stream.
Greta got out first and laid down in the middle of the blanket. Larry got out and lay on one side of her and soon Bill was laying on the other side. All of a sudden Greta reached a hand in each direction and took hold of each guy’s cock. The guys lay there enjoying the sensation and Greta just kept stroking them. She found out Bill had an average-sized cock, both length and girth, but Larry was quite long and very big around. Greta finally spoke, “Why don’t you guys stand up.”
They both did as she asked and she got on her knees. She turned towards Bill, not letting go of Larry’s big cock, and slipped Bill’s six-incher into her mouth. She started sucking then pulled his cock out and licked it from balls to tip. Then she slurped it back in. A few more slurps and she’d completely swallowed Bill’s cock.
She pulled back and his cock came out of her throat. Then back in. She did this a few more times and then finally let Bill’s cock clear her mouth. Bill had a glazed look on his face. She then turned her attention to Larry’s big cock.
She looked up at him and said, “I can’t take that all but I’ll take as much as I can.”
Larry wasn’t going to complain. She took his cock and licked it from tip to balls a few times then slipped it in her mouth. Greta rocked back and forth, taking a little more each time. She kept a hand around the base and slurped, sucked and licked Larry’s cock.
In the meantime, Bill got down on his knees behind Greta and reached around to grope her perky boobs. She seemed to enjoy that as her nipples got hard but she didn’t say much since most of the time Larry’s cock was buried in her mouth. She finally pulled Larry out of her mouth and told him her jaw was sore from his girth.
Larry was okay with what Greta had done, kneeled down and started licking her boobs, alternating with Bill’s hands. They laid Greta down and Bill moved between Greta’s legs and started tonguing her pussy. She had a fairly prominent clit and he licked and sucked it. Soon Greta was writhing on the blanket, then arched her back and her whole body shuddered. Larry and Bill switched places and Bill started sucking her boobs and Larry had a chance to eat Greta’s pussy. Soon Greta had another orgasm and then flopped back onto the blanket.
They all laid on the blanket for a while recuperating from the experience. But Greta was just getting started. She turned to Larry and said, “I want you to fuck me.” Then she turned to Bill and said the same thing. But then she added, “At the same time.”
Greta said, “Larry, you’re just too big to take in my ass but I want you in my pussy. Bill, I can handle you in my ass, if you’d like to try.”
The guys looked at each other, then looked at Greta and both said they were good to go. Greta told Larry to move to the middle of the blanket and lie on his back. She climbed on to Larry and sank her pussy around his cock. She started moving up and down, slowly. She told Bill to stand in front of her and when he did, she took his cock and put it back in her mouth. She slobbered all over his hard cock and then reached down and got as much lubrication as she could from her now full and dripping pussy.
She then rubbed her pussy lubricated fingers all over her asshole. She pulled Bill from her mouth and told him she was going to lean forward on her hands over Larry and she wanted Bill to fuck her ass. She asked Larry to move his big cock slowly and in rhythm with her and Bill once he started to move. She asked Bill to go slow as she wanted to feel both cocks filling her up.
Bill slowly pushed his cock into Greta’s ass and between the spit from the blowjob and the pussy juices from Greta’s thoroughly filled pussy he had no problem entering her ass. Greta started to move, forward and back, while leaning over Larry and Larry tried to match her movements.
Bill slowly pumped his cock in and out of Greta’s ass as he followed her back and forth movements. Soon all three were in a rhythm and all three were breathing hard and moaning. Greta gradually increased her movements and the guys followed. Bill knew he was about to cum and said as much. Greta told him to finish in her ass. And with a few more strokes he came in her as she’d requested.
In between moans and gasps, Greta asked Bill to let her move freely and she picked up the pace on Larry’s big cock. The more she moved, the more she wanted Larry’s cock buried as deep as possible in her pussy. Larry finally gasped out that he was going to cum and Greta told him to fill her up. Larry drove his cock as deep as he could go and felt the cum leave the end of his cock and fill Greta’s pussy.
Greta kept moving and suddenly she sat straight up, still impaled on Larry’s cock, and cried out, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” Then she threw her head back and let loose with a wild moan. Greta fell forward on to Larry’s chest and little by little his cock slipped out of her.
Greta climbed off Larry, leaned over and kissed him long and hard. She then turned to Bill and did the same. They all rested quietly on the blanket for quite a while. Bill finally stood up and walked back to the stream and sat in the cool water. Soon Larry and Greta joined him and they sat there not saying much. It was getting late and they still had a three-plus mile hike back to the bikes and then a ride back to Jerome. They gathered up their clothes, got dressed and picked up the blanket and headed back to the parking area.
As they walked, they talked about the afternoon fun and Greta told them she had fucked guys with big cocks before but because of the girth, Larry’s was probably the biggest. She also told them she’d been fucked in the ass before but had always wanted a big cock in her pussy and a cock in her ass at the same time and she was so euphoric from having been able to do that with them.
She asked if it had been weird doing her at the same time and Bill said that initially, it was but that once he got in a rhythm, he didn’t really think about it. Larry agreed. Greta asked them how long they were planning on hanging around Jerome and they told her they planned to leave the next day. She asked where they were staying that night and Larry told her they just planned to find a B&B or a room for the night.
Greta said, “I’ve got a house and studio just outside town. Why don’t you spend the night there with me? I don’t think I can do the double thing again but I know we can have a fun time if you stay over.”
The guys didn’t need a second invitation and accepted the offer. Much sooner than they thought they were back at the parking area. They got the helmets out, stuffed the blanket in the tail bag, and rode back to Jerome. They dropped Greta off at her car and then followed her to her house.
They enjoyed a unique dinner, cooked, dressed and eaten naked. And then spent the rest of the night in various combinations of Greta and Larry, Greta and Bill and Larry and Greta and Bill. Eventually, they all fell asleep in a comfortable arrangement. They slept in, woke and played some more and Greta made them a delicious breakfast before they took off for their next destination. Greta told them if they came back through Jerome to just stop by her place and they could continue to have fun together
Every time they stopped on the ride, the guys talked about the experience with Greta and wondered if they should just turn around and spend the whole vacation with her. But they finally decided the trip had been about hanging out together and riding bikes and they probably needed to continue with their plan. Plus, they had no idea what other adventures might await them at their next stop. Whatever those adventures might be they would be tough to outdo the time they’d spent with Greta.
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