The Bike Rally
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My wife and I enjoy attending motorcycle rallies several times a year. She seldom drinks alcohol and is normally pretty conservative however I can talk her into flashing her tits at the rallies once in a while if she has had a few beers.
Last summer while camping at a rally we stopped by a campsite to visit with a couple of guys we met earlier in the day. After a few beers we talked my wife into flashing a few of the bikers as they rode by. Her inhibitions were lowered enough she was enjoying herself as much as we were enjoying the show. We visited a while longer then headed back to our campsite.
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Hi friends!!! This is my 1st story on ISS. So pardon me for any grammatical mistakes takes place. I am Raj (23) from Kolkata studying M.Sc in physics. I am very tall with height 6 feet and biceps of 14 inch. I want to told you the story about my aunt Sunita (45 approach) living in skirt of Kolkata city. She was Healthy and very fat with height 5.9 and body measurement 40-38-41. She always wear gown in home and saree outside the home. In the month of July during the end of our semester I and my...
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MILFAnother day on the bus. Fuck this. I've been an avid bike commuter for the last few years, and as it turns out I'm just not built for this public transportation thing. Being crammed into a hot sardine can with fifty other people who apparently don't have access to a shower is not my idea of a relaxing commute. On my bike, my commute is my time, and I love every minute of it. But that ended a couple of weeks ago when some asshole decided he needed my bike more than I did. Stolen from right in...
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The new family that had moved into the road had caused quite a stir in their first few days. Their old car didn't really fit in with the expensive German cars parked outside the houses in the street. The loud party they'd held on their first night had broken the silence in the usually quiet and tranquil neighbourhood. And the way they dressed was certainly something the mainly older residents weren't used to seeing.Mikey and his wife Sarah went across the road with their three-year-old daughter...
CheatingJeremy nearly blew beer out his nose when Brad cracked an unexpected joke. He swallowed and sputtered a few times, but managed to avoid an embarrassing display. His friends were all laughing too hard to notice. It was nice to go to a party and have fun again - something he hadn't really done since Nancy had dumped him just before graduation the year before. College had been enough of a challenge to keep his mind off things, but with the return of summer, that had changed. It was time to get...
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Bob wasn't used to things being muddy or vague. Most of his adult life had been spent in an environment where things were pretty much black or white. Someone was the enemy ... or he wasn't. If he was the enemy, you killed him. If he wasn't, you watched him to make sure he wasn't. A task either needed doing or it didn't. Women were either candidates for bed games or they weren't. Jennifer was suddenly very vague indeed. She was blossoming, sexually. That much was clear. Even if it was...
I was crazy to go to work for her. She was loud, abrasive, and had a low opinion of the male sex. I didn’t know that when I applied for her bike tech job, of course. I needed a new bike in the worst way, and faked a resume about my bike mechanic skills. I had some, actually, just not all the experience I put on the resume. Sharon was tall and mean. Twenty-two and experienced beyond her years. Married and divorced at twenty. Fought her dad and mom and got thrown out of the house at eighteen....
She was curled up on the couch, still by the phone, when Bob walked in the front door. Exhaustion had given her sleep, though it was a twitchy, restless kind of slumber. He was riding a quieter bike, so it was the noise he made closing the door that awakened her. She blinked, cried out, and then rushed into his arms. It took him ten minutes to find out that Don and Susan weren't dead. A local driver had fallen asleep at the wheel and hit Don and Susan's car head on at high speed. Both were...
Sam looked out the window of his second story bedroom on clear, sunny Saturday afternoon and realized that it would be a perfect time for a bike ride. There was a trail not far from his house and it was just warm enough and late enough in the day that he might see some interesting activity if he wondered off the beaten path. Sam loved biking. He was a naturally stocky guy of average height and biking, along with trips to the squat rack, helped keep his muscular ass from getting sloppy now that...
Gay MaleSam looked out the window of his second story bedroom on clear, sunny Saturday afternoon and realized that it would be a perfect time for a bike ride. There was a trail not far from his house and it was just warm enough and late enough in the day that he might see some interesting activity if he wondered off the beaten path. Sam loved biking. He was a naturally stocky guy of average height and biking, along with trips to the squat rack, helped keep his muscular ass from getting sloppy now that...
Gay MaleSam looked out the window of his second story bedroom on clear, sunny Saturday afternoon and realized that it would be a perfect time for a bike ride. There was a trail not far from his house and it was just warm enough and late enough in the day that he might see some interesting activity if he wondered off the beaten path. Sam loved biking. He was a naturally stocky guy of average height and biking, along with trips to the squat rack, helped keep his muscular ass from getting sloppy now that...
Gay MaleSam looked out the window of his second story bedroom on clear, sunny Saturday afternoon and realized that it would be a perfect time for a bike ride. There was a trail not far from his house and it was just warm enough and late enough in the day that he might see some interesting activity if he wondered off the beaten path. Sam loved biking. He was a naturally stocky guy of average height and biking, along with trips to the squat rack, helped keep his muscular ass from getting sloppy now that...
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As the day begins, another beautiful day, Stella was thinking. Wondering what she would be doing for the day, the phone rang. It was the guy who she was seeing for a couple months, George. He wanted to know if she would like to go on a ride to Seneca Lake with him. Of course, she would go, the way the bike made her feel is amazing. She never felt so free as on the bike. Stella loves the long rides, she has her arms around him, feeling so close to him. She can feel every breath he takes, every...
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The following story is fictitious. This is an original post. Do not copy and post to any other sight without expressed permission of the author.Comments are always welcomed after reading. “Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out”. Those were the last words spoken to my wife of 15 years. I came in from the shop one afternoon and she was standing in the middle of the living room with a suitcase. She said she fell in love with a co-worker and was leaving. In some way I understand...
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Bob didn't run after her. She was standing at the elevator doors, fuming, when he caught up with her. He didn't say anything then, or in the elevator, or as they left the hospital. At the bike he stopped and faced her. "I'm going back to the motel. You can walk or ride. It doesn't matter to me." "I'm not walking back there!" she snapped. "Well, the last thing in the world I'd want is for you to get your clitty whizzed against your will!" he snarled. She got red in the face and...
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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...
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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...
Jennifer was so distracted by what had happened in the truck stop that she forgot all about the pillow. She just climbed back on the bike without putting it back in place. Bob didn't notice either. He was more concerned with not appearing to speed off. He wasn't worried if the cops stopped them, but it would cost time, and he didn't want that. As he pulled out across the parking lot, heading for the exit, Jennifer leaned forward and spoke in his ear. "I'm n-n-not a little...
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...
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Fog hung thick in the air this morning as I prepared for a solo bike ride through the woods. While I laced up my shoes and pulled on a zip up jacket I thought about the last time I had been to this specific trail . I was talking with a friend on the phone once last summer and thought it would be nice to sit somewhere secluded and quiet as we chatted. We’ve fooled around before, and talking together always gets me worked up. The thought of it ignited a flame in my belly. While we talked, he...
MasturbationLosing my temper was a very unusual occurrence, and for me to lose it completely unbelievable. When Wendy told me I was incredulous with rage, screaming at her selfish thoughtless bitch. Then without warning I grabbed her by the shoulders shaking her, it happened so quickly before either of us new or had time to think minds full with our joint anger and disappointment. Wendy was across my knee panties down round her ankles her ass cheeks glowing red under my heavy hand, I was spanking Wendy’s...