The Babe Bike BluesChapter 2
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It's kind of hard on a guy when he thinks one thing is going to happen and something completely different takes place instead. When Jennifer suddenly got naked, obviously voluntarily, even by choice, Bob's defenses took a hit. When, in the sudden darkness, he was covered with squirming naked girl, his defenses sagged significantly. As her lips mashed to his face, searching hungrily for his lips, his arm, upon which she was now lying, just naturally tightened, pulling her against him.
Then all that danger he'd been feeling washed back over him and the defenses he had left rallied.
"What are you doing?" he asked into the mouth of the girl who was trying to eat his lips.
"I l-l-love you," said the girl.
"We can't do this, Jennifer."
"Y-y-yes we can," she panted.
Panic began to send red hot sparks into Bob's system.
"I'm not going to fuck you, Jennifer!"
"Ok-k-kay," she said, kissing his upper lip and then his lower lip.
"I mean it, Jen!" he said, not yet pushing her away.
"I s-s-said okay! K-k-kiss me, B-b-bob."
"No." he said. He began to think about how he was going to get her off him without touching certain parts of her anatomy.
Jennifer's hand slid down his chest and across his abdomen like some kind of racing snake. She found his rampant penis as if she'd done so hundreds of times and her fingers gripped it tightly. He winced, but not from pain. It was from the complete surprise at what she was doing.
"K-k-kiss me, Bob!" she said again.
She didn't wait, but started raining kisses on any part of his lips she could find with her own.
"Oh baby," he groaned. "Don't do this."
She pulled her face away a few inches. The fires that raged in her demanded some kind of satisfaction. She didn't know what that was, but she knew she needed something important from this man, and he wasn't cooperating.
"Either k-k-kiss me or f-f-fuck me," she said intensely. "J-j-just D-d-do s-s-something!" She ground her pussy on his thigh and he felt the slipperiness of her arousal making his skin wet.
Men are, by nature, problem solvers. A man sees a problem and he just naturally tries to think of some way to make the problem go away, or at least get better. In the odd case, a man might retreat, if he knows he just isn't equipped to take action. But quite often a man will try to resolve an issue, even if he isn't really up to the task.
In this case, Bob had lots of experience and no small amount of expertise in dealing with a horny woman. In his male mind, it occurred to him that if Jennifer had an orgasm, she'd calm down and he might be able to defuse the situation a bit. The alternative was to shove her away and get out of bed. Even his male mind knew that she would view that as rejection and things would most likely then get very ugly.
What would you do in that situation?
He knew he couldn't fuck her, as compelling and delightful an idea as that was. You can't "undo" a fuck. But there are dozens of other ways to bring a woman to her own completion that aren't as final as fucking her.
And, to be honest, something in him craved hearing what she'd sound like in the throes of ecstasy that he was creating in her.
So he kissed her.
When he began cooperating with his lips, her enthusiasm became more centered. Her lips felt alive under his, moving, nipping, searching for something. He gave her his tongue and, instead of drawing back, she sucked at it and employed her own. She was a natural at kissing, and his dick felt like it might break off in her hand.
He realized that he needed to get this over with as soon as possible, because the urge to sink his prick into her buttery depths was getting harder and harder to resist.
To that end he slid a hand down her side to the hip that was slowly humping against his thigh. Breaking that weld wasn't easy. A lot of her energy was going into rubbing her pussy against his thigh. But when she felt his hand trying to get between them she relaxed a little and he was able to slide his fingers into the swamp that was her sex.
Her leg lifted automatically as she rolled her lower body away from him. He didn't work up to it. He knew she'd had her own fingers in her, and suspected her hymen was long gone. As he slid a thick middle finger between slick pussy lips he found he was right, and kept going until the base of his finger pressed her young clitty.
She gasped into his mouth and moaned as she was penetrated, most likely deeper than she'd ever been penetrated before. He curled his finger, in case she had a G-spot, and then simulated the motion of the clitty whizzer, shaking his hand in short, rapid, side to side strokes.
She went off like a firecracker, and her groan was music to his ears as her lips went slack and her mouth fell open. Her gasps were timed with the thrust of her breasts against his chest as she went mostly rigid in his arms, her groan escalating into a high pitched whine.
She'd cum so quickly that it surprised Bob, and he was afraid that just the one orgasm might not be enough. He pushed with the hand that was cupping her pussy, and she flopped onto her back as he rolled with her. Her left leg went wide, her knee bent.
He couldn't resist tasting the nipples that had so recently felt like hot coals burning into his side. While his lips searched for and found them, he stopped moving his hand. He left his finger imbedded in her, but just pressed gently on her clit as she gasped for air.
Then, when he thought she'd had enough time to recuperate from the first orgasm, he started stroking his finger in and out of her, raking the callused skin across her inflamed clit. She didn't have to learn the dance her hips began to do, thrusting up and then relaxing as she felt what it was like to have something thick and long sliding in and out of her sex. She was a natural at that, too. She just cooed and moaned and yipped with little catches of breath as she let the delicious feelings sweep through her.
She learned, almost instantly, how to regulate this feeling, too. She couldn't press her pussy against the vibrating seat right now, but she could tell him what to do.
"A l-little more!" she gasped, completely happy with what she was getting from this man she loved so much.
He let the nipple he was sucking on slip from between his lips.
"Okay, baby," he breathed.
It was surreal, for Bob, as he rested on one elbow beside her. He was as hard as he'd ever been in his life, but the urge to climb on top of her was more of a distant call than a driving force. She was what mattered right now. She'd had to change hands when she rolled, but that hand was still gripped tightly around his prick. Her body motions had had almost the same effect as if she was jacking him off, even though she was just holding on tightly. He already knew that when she was done, he'd get up, go to the bathroom, and spank the shit out of the monkey. That was perfectly all right. It wouldn't take long. When he was done in the bathroom, the situation would have been defused and the danger avoided.
"Yes," she panted. "Oh yes!"
He increased the motion, going faster and then, when she arched, he pulled his finger out and used three fingertips to whip back and forth across her clit as she gave an agonized groan of completion. Her heels came up and went hard into the mattress as she lifted her butt eight inches off the surface, her right knee slamming into the front of Bob's thigh. The high pitched keening wail came again and she fell limply back to the bed. Her hand finally released his prick and he leaned forward to kiss the upper swell of her right breast.
He rolled away from her, and she gasped, "Don't go!"
"I have to go to the bathroom," he said softly.
"C-come back!" she panted.
"I will," he assured her.
He started jacking his meat while he stumbled across the darkened room. Instead of turning a light on and ruining his night vision, he simply stroked until it was time and then sat down hard on the john, bending his prick downward to spurt into the bowl as he milked it. It seemed to keep drooling spunk forever, and he heard his own rasping pant in his ears. There was a strong urge to lean back and just stay there, but he knew that would be uncomfortable.
When he went back into the main room he could see her, still lying there, knees bent and thrown wide. Her eyes were closed and her hands were lying by her sides. He could still hear the whisper of air between her lips as she dragged in deep breaths. As he approached the bed her legs straightened slowly. He got carefully onto the bed, aware that, as he walked, another drip had started through his now soft cock and might be about to fall from the tip.
"Better?" he whispered.
"Ohhhh yes," she sighed.
"You really should go back to your room now," he said.
Her head rolled toward him.
"H-hold m-me," she commanded.
"For a little bit," he negotiated.
He couldn't believe how good she felt in his arms, pressed against him, her breath hot on his shoulder. She snuggled against him, but when she laid a leg on top of his, she didn't press her pussy against him.
"I love you," she sighed.
"I love you, too, baby." His words came out in a sigh as well.
"Th-thank you."
He didn't say anything. He knew, somehow, that she wasn't going to get up and go back to her room. He knew that she'd want to stay. He worried a little about that. He worried a little about what might happen later.
But what worried him more than anything was that he wanted her to stay, too.
He didn't wake up in the night, or have a dream and roll over and ravish Jennifer. And she slept dreamlessly as well. He hadn't set the alarm, so it was left to them to wake whenever their bodies told them to. As it happened, she woke first.
When consciousness came to her, Jennifer knew exactly where she was, and her memory of the previous night was both immediate and vivid. Only the back of her hand was touching Bob. She was on her stomach, lying more or less straight, as she usually slept. She didn't spread out in a bed and, while Bob did, the king sized bed in the motel was large enough that he'd been able to do that without trespassing on "her" side of the bed.
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In rapid succession, her mind provided answers to the questions.
She felt great. The only difference in the way she felt about Bob was that she wanted more of the same from him. She did not feel guilty, and it really didn't matter if someone thought she should, because she knew she'd never feel guilty about it.
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Wife Lovers"Thanks for doing this, Luke! I'll make it up soon." "No worries, Wendy. Just let me win this time." "No chance, sweetie. You'll see my backside from start to finish. As always." "Then I demand a compensation fuck afterwards," he pouted, his eyes sparkling with lust. "With pleasure, Luke, with pleasure. Let's find a place to park, we have only 10 minutes left." "Are you sure you'll manage the 50 miles this time without embarrassing yourself?" Wendy smirked, patting his bum...
by Kgnot (cont. Of Rey Swallows Her Portions) “Ahh, can this day get any worse?” - Rey exiled. Her bike was gradually slowing down as her fourth gear automatically shifted to zero. Not only did she not sell enough junk to eat a whole meal, but now her only mean of transpiration broke - “Yep that is the gear box.” There was no way she can scavenge for junk in the desert without a vehicle so it was a pretty big deal. The young woman...
Mark jumped straight out of bed after opening his eyes, quickly making his way to the front window, opening it, hoping the weather wouldn’t be as bad as it was yesterday. Luckily enough - it wasn't a rainy day, in fact, it was quite the opposite. Not even a cloud anywhere in sight, the sky was now perfectly blue and the sun looked like a big golden plate up there, shining warmly at his face, blinding him for a second. Almost jumping out of his pajamas, he put on some clean underwear, shorts and...
When I was younger I used to ride my bike a lot. On one of my rides on the greenbelt I found a black pair of women's running shorts. Intrigued at how small and short they where I kept them. Once home I put them through the wash. Late that night I went for another ride. About a block from my house I changed into them and was shocked at how small they where on me. Like almost briefs, Plus the fact they where for women it made me hard instantly. Riding in these where awesome! My cock and balls...
For all those who missed my earlier story, you can go through the below link Here it is my new experience which happened couple of years ago with one of my office mate. She’s from karnataka, I’m from Andhra and the incident happened in Tamil Nadu. She was my office mate, looks like innocent, well reserved but she was never an innocent. We soon became good friends. Coffee breaks, lunch breaks, teasing bla bla bla. We used to chat and exchange some adult funny texts initially. One day we along...
He lay on the blanket, his interest torn between his bike and the new woman in his life as she frolicked along the water's edge. The sun glistened off the chrome of his bike and caught his full attention for a moment. A lady had once asked him why men had such a fascination with motorcycles. He had shrugged and said, "it is just a guy thing." He didn't want to say what he really thought, "it is pure, hard, unbridled power between your thighs that answers to nobody." His gaze turned to...
At forty two I disliked how out of shape I was. It didn’t help that I had just taken a job working behind a desk. I started walking, but that didn’t do much to decrease my waist size. After getting frustrated with the spare tire above my belt, I decided to buy a bike. I just fell in love with a 21 speed mountain bike with big knobby tires. After my wife wrote him a check he handed me a piece of paper and said, “There is a local group that goes on weekend bike rides. Sometimes they are long...
GayIt was the start of summer break from college and the weather had finally started to get nice out. Just before the Spring semester ended, I had overhead a couple of gay dudes whispering in the library about a cruising spot not too far from campus. They were describing the bike path that ran along the river just a little past the apartment building complex and before bus transit station. I knew the area pretty well because the bus I usually take to get home from school crosses over the bike...
The bitch on the backThe bitch on the back of my bike, she’s just some random slut. Just some middle age piece of ass that I picked up at a dive bar while I was out bar hopping with the crew. Now I’m going to take her on the ride of her life. Going to take the bitches cunt and make it mine, going to use her like a whore. You drunken bitch, you’re going to be sore in the morning. Not only with a hangover but with a raw ass and a worn cunt, Hell; I’ll bet you’ll have aching jaws. I was leaving...
It was the start of summer break from college and the weather had finally started to get nice out. Just before the Spring semester ended, I had overhead a couple of gay dudes whispering in the library about a cruising spot not too far from campus. They were describing the bike path that ran along the river just a little past the apartment building complex and before bus transit station. I knew the area pretty well because the bus I usually take to get home from school crosses over the bike...
I had been to the city for two weeks for work and there was a weekend in the middle of the tour. I actually did not have any official work to do during those two days. It was end of summer in northern part of India and you can’t imagine how hot the days usually are during those days (the mercury often touches 44 degree centigrade during day time). One of my old female friends (unmarried) of my age (about 29) was living in the same city. I had contacted her before I reached the city and decided...
Me rajasthan k ek village se middle class family se hoon.Mere ghar me hm char loge h papa mammy me n sis.Papa private job krte h . Mammi ghar ka kam karti hai. Me ba ka student hoon..Mera naam amit h .Me har chiz me avrage hoon. Achchha dikhta hoon.Meri sis ka naam geeta hai.Wo 12th me study krti hai .Ye baat 1 mahine pahle ki hai . Ek din me aur geet bazar se aa rahe the to geeta ne kaha bhai muje bike chalana sikha do to me use bike sikhane laga.Usko brake clich b race k bare me jan kari di...