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Motorcycle MILFs Gang Fucked in Sturgis

We have all heard about men and women, somewhere between the ages of forty and sixty going through a mid-life crisis. This can be caused by many things and manifests itself in a variety of behaviors. In our case, we were just trying to recapture some of the excitement of our youth and ward of the loneliness of our children being grown, by purchasing motorcycles and riding and socializing with other like-minded mid-lifers.My name is Jason, and my wife, Emma, and I were forty-seven years old at...

The Motorcycle Diaries Couples Ride

Opening scene:Wide-angle helicopter view of low rolling hills ablaze with full autumn colors. The helicopter pans right and we see a majestic bridge crossing a large river. Those in the know will recognize it as the Tappan Zee Bridge crossing the Hudson River in New York State. The sun dances on the dying leaves, bringing out their full and dazzling hues. But thunderclouds are closing in from the west, lightning bolts rippling through them. The helicopter zooms in slowly and we see two...

The Motorcycle Diaries Couples Ride

© 2020 Mojavejoe420 Opening scene: Wide-angle helicopter view of low rolling hills ablaze with full autumn colors. The helicopter pans right and we see a majestic bridge crossing a large river. Those in the know will recognize it as the Tappan Zee Bridge crossing the Hudson River in New York State. The sun dances on the dying leaves, bringing out their full and dazzling hues. But thunderclouds are closing in from the west, lightning bolts rippling through them. The helicopter zooms in...

Motorcycle Granny

Motorcycle Granny I used to laugh at my grandmother when she cruised around town on her little motorized scooter. With that she could do all of twenty-two miles an hour on flat ground. A couple of years later she had a little motorcycle for going up into the woods on but that one wasn’t street legal. A year ago grandma got a better motorcycle that was cheap and older. Then a month ago granny bought an old refurbished Indian Motorcycle. She soon became ‘Motorcycle Granny - the sexy...

Car or Motorcycle

I "Niched" this as First Time,because, amazingly I had never been on a Harley in my life! It truly should be "Niched" Sexy Foreplay Fun!”Car or motorcycle?” he asked. I said, “Whatever you prefer”. To which he said I must have an opinion one way or another. I shrugged my shoulders and answered I was flexible. People find it difficult to believe I can be so relaxed and go with the flow so well. I guess I derive my pleasure from knowing if other people are happy, then I am happy.Is it...

Why Motorcycles are In Freaking Credible

I am not a biker chick! First off, my breasts do not sag! Okay, bad joke. I know, but it’s been my go-to line when some idiot makes a crack about me and my Harlie! Yes, I spell it with an ‘ie’, get over it. This time of year, I love riding my Sportster XLH833. No, it’s not freaking pink! Sure, I gave it a girlie name, but I am not riding a pink Sportster! The hills, the sun, the wind, and the winding roads just scream ‘freedom’ for me. I don’t do it often enough, but today just looked...

TeenCurves Valentina Nappi Motorcycles And Monster Curves

Valentina Nappi is a fully stacked italian model who also has an affinity for motorsports. She usually models for muscle cars, but today she was modeling for souped up motorcycles. The chrome on the cycles was polished pretty damn well, but we still could not help ourselves from staring at that phat ass and perfect tits. She began to rub her slit on the seat of the cycle, warming her up for a good fucking. That pussy got rocked just right. Valentina really knows how to work it to conjure up a...

The Motorcycle Guy and Di

Charlie Chol scratched his unruly brown hair feeling a little uneasy. Finishing depositing some of the beer he’d consumed against the wall disfigured with graffiti, he shook off the clinging droplets and placed his best friend away and zipped up. It was the other use of his best friend that was the problem. Charlie appeared to be losing interest in females. Deeply disturbed about that Charlie mounted his motorcycle but the key wouldn’t fit. Was he drunk? Of course not, he thought. Wrong bike....

That Motorcycle Trip Parts One and Two

Part OneFor ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath; that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with some money. Not a huge amount, but enough that I felt like I could splurge on a motorcycle of my own. I got a Honda Gold Wing. It is wonderfully quiet. In fact, with my helmet I could almost pretend I was...

Boston by Motorcycle

I had just finished my undergraduate degree in psychology, and was about to pursue a Master’s degree in criminology, but I hadn’t yet decided which university I wanted to attend. My final plan was to enlist with the RCMP, but as a young woman who barely hit 5 foot 6, I knew that the only way to get accepted was by having a lot to offer. My grades were excellent, and I had been offered entrance to several programs. I was undecided between Ottawa University and McGill in Montreal. The program at...

The Motorcycle

A few months ago, I bought a 1983, Honda VT500 motorcycle. It wasn’t in bad shape for it’s age, but it still needed work. The bike appeared to have been laid down, as three of the turn signal lights were broken. There were a few scratches here and there, along with a dent in the tank, and a missing side cover, to attest to a hard life at times. It hadn’t been licensed since 1993 but whoever stored it, had removed the battery, and drained the gas from the tank. I bought a battery and cleaned...

MOTORCYCLE COP AND THE HOT ROD

THE MOTORCYCLE COP AND THE HOT ROD By Jim DiamondI sat quietly in the car, wondering what in hell to do — I couldn't afford a ticket, but he had me dead to rights; my '32 Ford street rod was doing 65 in a 45 mph zone. I couldn't help it. When I hear that blower whine and the dual pipes roaring, I can't keep my foot off the gas. Next thing I knew, I had a cycle cop on my tail, lights flashing, and when I pulled over, I knew he wasn't going to ask me to buy tickets to the policemen's ball.I...

The Motorcycle Adventure

She was turning another year older. She still had the body of a young woman but the spirit just wasn’t there anymore. At 44, she felt like life had passed her by. She worked two jobs to support herself and her two kids after her ex left town. She wasn’t complaining but she wanted a little excitement. Now that the kids were grown what was left to look forward too. Today after work she had stopped off at the local bar with her co-workers. It was her friends birthday so she was trying to have a...

The Motorcycle Accident

By Dunchad© I was riding my motorcycle home from work when it happened. For some unknown reason, the second car in front of me decided to hit their brakes instead of driving through the yellow light. The car behind it hit their brakes and went to the right. I hit my brakes and went left and then the next thing I know I am on the ground and hurting. Oh yeah, did I mention that I was driving my Anniversary...

Motorcycle Accident

Motorcycle Accident My sister Stormy is older that I am. She was nineteen years old and dating a guy with a motorcycle. I thought that he was a jerk and so did our parents. However she was in love with him. Then one Friday night we got a phone call to come down to the hospital…there had been an accident. Stormy had broken both of her forearms. The doctor said that it was a simple fracture but that he had to immobilize the joints on either end so she was in two casts from the palm her...

Motorcycle Rose

Motorcycle RoseFather's Day dawned crisp and clear. At least that's what I was told. It happened about 3 hours before I crawled out of bed. By the time I got my eyes open it looked like a great day for a ride. Unfortunately the ride would have to wait for a while. Since the closest of my k**s lives about 1000 miles away, we no longer have family gatherings on these special occasions so we had made arrangements with our friends to meet for lunch at the local truck stop. They had...

Motorcycle Hero I

This story is like one half of a twin. You can read either one first, itdoesn't really matter as there is no logical order. And yes, this storycontains male-male sex, and no, you do not find that offensive, neither isit i*****l for you to read this otherwise you wouldn't be here, and what amI still slowing you down for, just... enjoy.Motorcycle-Hero I,by Willie Hewes"Hey!""Huh? oh, sorry I...""Well you don't have to jump like that, I only said hi.""Uh, hi""You like it?""Yeah, it's...

Motorcycle maverick and gothic Charlie

I feel like writing another fantasy. over the last 2 years, I have come to realise, that I am the only person, that has yet to see the movie top gun. it's not my first movie pick but it wasnt as boring as some of the other movies I have watched. my only complaint is that, in the locker room scene, no matter how Maverick stands, leans, moves, that darn towel stays on :-p Charlie, as I will call myself, (from the movie) showed up to Maverick's (insert one of my doms here) house in a long...

The Motorcycle Diaries Stranded

Fuck.Utah is full of assholes. I stood there on the side of the road with my motorcycle parked, helmet on the seat. I smiled and waved at the cars and RVs that didn’t come by very often, but nobody stopped. Some kids in a camper waved back, but that’s been about it.I guess they don’t get too many black people up in here. I drank all my water and the heat kept heating. I cursed myself again. The guidebook said this Escalante Staircase thing was an amazing sight, and it was. But it also wasn’t...

The Motorcycle Diaries Stranded

© 2020 by Mojavejoe420 Fuck. Utah is full of assholes. I stood there on the side of the road with my motorcycle parked, helmet on the seat. I smiled and waved at the cars and RVs that didn’t come by very often, but nobody stopped. Some kids in a camper waved back, but that’s been about it. I guess they don’t get too many black people up in here. I drank all my water and the heat kept heating. I cursed myself again. The guidebook said this Escalante Staircase thing was an amazing...

Desert Motorcycle Part II Sweet

The helmet is painted with the same demon face as the red one. The motorcycle is a big red Honda CR 500. I wonder if you will show. I wonder if it is the police that will come instead. I am confident with the canyons and bluffs in this area I can even loose a helicopter if they try to catch me. Hell, there were likely 20 or 30 other desert riders in the area and you could only give them a scant description at best. DNA would get me but I am counting on you not reporting it. Your...

Desert Motorcycle Part II

You have had the fantasy of being taken forcefully for awhile and when it actually happened.... 'God'! 'Stop this', you scream in your mind. You are so thankful that David, your husband, is out of town. If he had answered the door how would you have explained the roses and the note? Still it is nagging at you so! You could be killed or worst. Those hard eyes. The hard body. The mystery! I watch from the highest hill top. Dressed in a jet black Moto-X suit, with black helmet and black...

The Motorcycle Adventure Ch 05

The next day they showered and packed. They walked to the diner to have breakfast. After breakfast they strolled around for a bit. They eventually got on the bike to resume their journey. By evening they were pulling into a small hotel. They showered and changed for dinner. They ate at the hotel restaurant then went to the hotel bar to have a few drinks. They were sitting at a table talking when another couple approached them. They introduced themselves as Tom and Kathy and asked if they...

Motorcycle Story

This is the fantasy that was keeping me awake last night after our chat and picture fun…enjoy. It’s 11 pm and I am home, alone and horny as hell. My phone goes off and it is a text from you, “Now…” and your address is all it says, but I know what it means. I jump on my bike, and head towards your house. As I pull into your driveway I notice that the night is still and dark. I park my bike and wonder…should I go to the door, around back…? I climb off the bike and without taking my helmet off, I...

The Motorcycle Diaries Daddy s Harley

Copyright © 2020 by Mojavejoe420 I felt my phone buzz just once in my back pocket. It was probably my dumbass ex-boyfriend so I waited until I finished making my drink orders. It was a pretty slow Tuesday afternoon but Applebee’s had a strict rule against texting on duty. I snuck back into the walk-in cooler where the cameras couldn’t see. I smiled as I read the text from my dad, aka Daddy-oh! on my phone. Hey Syd You busy Sat? Lenore bailed on me for the charity run. Can you ride with...

Motorcycle Ride

I simply chuckled and helped Tonya get on the bike behind me with a big grin on my face. My ex-wives had refused to ride with him for years, saying it was too scary being on the road with me. I had forgotten how good it felt to have a beautiful woman wrap her legs and arms around me from behind. I liked how the raised back seat made up for their six inch height difference, so that they were head to head as they set out. Tonya was clutching on to me as we went down my driveway and on to the...

Desert Motorcycle

You have paid a visit to a girlfriend who lives on the edge of the Bad Lands. Heading for home you took a wrong turn somewhere and now were in the middle of the desert. When you turned around on a dirt road to retrace your route you heard a loud bang and now you car is shaking badly. Getting out and walking around to the passenger side you see your right front tire is flat. 'Damn, damn, damn'! Opening your trunk you get out your jack and use it raise the right side. ...

Motorcycle Ride

I would love to take you for a ride through the mountains. I’m sure we could find a couple places out west of town that would be ideal. We could go out late at night, cruising along in no hurry at all, watching the moon flicker through the trees passing us by. In the late night chill, your hands would slide under my shirt, exploring the contours of my chest and in response I would lean back, pressing my body more firmly against yours. My hand would slide back to squeeze your thigh, hinting for...

That Motorcycle Trip Parts One and Two

Part One For ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath, that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with some money. Not a huge amount, but enough that I felt like I could splurge on a motorcycle of my own. I got a Honda Gold Wing. It is wonderfully quiet. In fact, with my helmet I could almost pretend I...

XXX MOTORCYCLE RIDE

We decided to go for a ride on your motorcycle one afternoon. I put on a very short skirt and tank top with no bra and no panties underneath. I grabbed a cover shirt just in case. We finished getting ready and took off. We hadn't been on the road too long before , I had to repositioned myself and sliding up closer to you with my titties pressed into your back and bouncing around with my hard erect long nipples pushing against you hard. I slid my hands up and around you and wrapped myself...

Motorcycle Gang Traps

-HAPPY BDAY BABY! Brooke Burns turned off the water and stepped out after her morning shower. It was her 15th birthday and she could smell bacon frying. She brushed her teeth and blow dried her long reddish-brown hair. Then, she lathered her radiantly smooth body with cherry blossom scented lotion. She spent considerable time on her brand new 32D tits with large pink areolas. They were an early birthday present from Breaker.She twisted her round...

Motorcycle

It all starts innocently enough, when he offers me a ride to the next bar on his motorcycle. He has an understated masculinity that like: Rustler Jeans, a leather biker vest, a well trimmed grey beard, a bit of a pot belly. I wrap my arms around his torso as he revs the engine and lifts his boots off of the road. I grip tighter and lean in as he speeds around the curves. I’m half erect against his back by the time we arrive. I linger like this a little bit longer than I should after we park but...

Motorcycle Accident by fbailey

My sister Stormy is older that I am. She was nineteen years old and dating a guy with a motorcycle. I thought that he was a jerk and so did our parents. However she was in love with him. Then one Friday night we got a phone call to come down to the hospital…there had been an accident. Stormy had broken both of her forearms. The doctor said that it was a simple fracture but that he had to immobilize the joints on either end so she was in two casts from the palm her hands up past her elbows. She...

The Motorcycle Diaries Daddy s Harley

I felt my phone buzz just once in my back pocket. It was probably my dumbass ex-boyfriend so I waited until I finished making my drink orders. It was a pretty slow Tuesday afternoon but Applebee’s had a strict rule against texting on duty. I snuck back into the walk-in cooler where the cameras couldn’t see.I smiled as I read the text from my dad, aka Daddy-oh! on my phone.Hey SydYou busy Sat? Lenore bailed on me for the charity run. Can you ride with me? I checked my schedule on my phone and...

The Motorcycle Ride

Arnie Schmidt had put off the chore as long as he could. His sweet wife, Casandra had been gone for over a year now. She had always been so afraid of breast cancer or an automobile accident ending her life but never something as small as a bacterium. It happened so fast, from a perfectly healthy, vibrant lover of 35 years, to a cold body in a morgue in just under two weeks. Her doctor had thought it was just an allergy at first but by the time all the tests were run; it was too late to save...

Motorcycle Neighbor

The house next door finally sold. It went on the market about a year ago; the result of a messy divorce. The house was not in the best of shape when it went on the market and it had deteriorated more over the past year. I was curious to see who the new owners were. I was surprised to see a guy on a motorcycle drive up, unload some furniture from a U-Haul and move in. My name is Alice and I am married to a wonderful guy named Alan. He owns an accounting firm and I was one of his employees...

Me and Liz take a motorcycle ride to remember

Note : This story is completely fictional! On a sunny Saturday morning mom and I get ready for a ride on the motorcycle. Liz is still new to riding so she's excited for the coming adventure. We head north to the Mountains and soon are leaving the noise and hustle of the area. We make good time and soon are alone on a twisty country road. After a few hours Mom asks to stop for a rest. Her butt is getting sore and she needs to stretch her legs and get some feeling back in her sexy ass. After a...

Motorcycle Riding

There was a guy I had been seeing off and on for about 8 months, one day he called me and asked if I wanted to go motorcycle riding with him the next day. I thought about it for a few minutes then told him to pick me up early so that this other guy I was seeing would not find out about it. I knew I could get some drugs from him and have some fun and do some drinking. We rode around getting high for awhile, when he told me that he was going to stop at a house and make a deal with a friend. I...

Cornering

Cornering By Dimelza Cassidy Synopsis: It's all about going in slow and coming out fast. 'What do I do?' I thought, sitting behind the steering wheel of my car, in the parking lot at the headquarters of Southern State Bank. Anthony Mitchell and the powers that be at Southern State Bank had offered me my dream job. It was exactly the one I had lusted after since entering the management-trainee program at Merchants, Farmers, and Machinists Bank after obtaining my MBA. Not only...

Opening Earth Part 3Chapter 17

The Reyes and Rivera families remained at the clinic for the remainder of the day and well into the evening. Misty would periodically check her patients with her analyzer. By early evening, it was apparent that their condition was improving. After Misty informed the families, they returned home except for the mothers, who stayed with their sons for the night. They didn’t want a bed in which to sleep, so we provided them with a couple of our comfortable office chairs. They talked until the...

The Courier Ch 21

Chapter 21 — A day of reckoning Prime Minister Vladim Dukov did not have much time to contemplate the fate of the Royal Family. His cell phone went off while he was still in the throne room talking to the Priestess. When he checked the number he realized it was a call from an agent working for the Danubian Secret Police. The agent reported that eight foreigners suddenly had checked out the historic Water View Suites, Danube City’s only 5-star hotel. They had rushed to load their suitcases and...

Crystal s Chandeliers

The first time I saw Rocky I think it was just after I had turned seventeen. At the end of the road we lived in, there was an old house with an even older blacksmith's workshop in the garden facing the road. The house was known as 'The Forge', but it had been many years since anybody had actually worked in the blacksmith shop. Or "The Smithy" as the decrepit old sign said. Old Mr Walker, who'd lived there ever since I could remember, passed away that Christmas time and for quite a few...

Crystal s Chandeliers

I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. I’d also like to add that we don’t always see eye to eye, so I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. Crystal’s Chandeliers The first time I saw Rocky I think it was just after I had turned seventeen. At the end of the road we lived in, there was an old house with an even older blacksmith’s workshop in the garden facing the road. The house was...

Train Wreck

Train Wreck By Dimelza Cassidy The choices we make and the chances we take. It had been a long, tiring day. I worked at a local high-end car dealership, delivering serviced customer cars and dealer trades, as well as driving the parts van. It was brainless work, but rewarding nonetheless. At least to me. After trudging up the four flights to my apartment, I washed off the day's grime and checked my e-mail. I lived alone by choice. Most women or men...

The Ark Part 1Chapter 10 Making New Friends and Enemies

The day started out very nice for me. It was one of those days when you feel full of piss and vinegar and ready to take on the world. I got to sleep in late for a change because one of my early morning meetings had been canceled. When I finally made it out to the kitchen, Julie met me with a fresh cup of coffee and my favorite breakfast. One of my other Bond Mates, Samantha, thought my breakfast of six slices of bacon, well-browned hash browns, three eggs basted well, and a split English...

Cycles

Cycles By Dimelza Cassidy An aging cross-dresser meets a young, beautiful attorney. Their anxious connection causes Bill to revisit his shrouded past, and Cynthia to examine her present condition. As their relationship grows, will they find personal contentment and a future --- or will Bill's darkest secret destroy both of them. This story doesn't contain any forced feminization, magical transformation, or explicit sex. It will be boring as all...

Born To Be Mild

Born to Be Mild Cassandra Morgan It was the motorcycle. It was the God damned motorcycle. That accelerated the changes in her, in my wife Bonnie. The changes in me. The changes in our lives. All of it, speeding down the highway in fifth gear, weaving in and out, barely in control. That is the perfect metaphor for the way our lives have been altered. Because of the damn bike. To her, it is power. It is freedom. It is the open road and the wind in her hair. To her, it is wonder...

The Bikers Fund Raising Party

THE BIKER'S FUND RAISING PARTY Being a single mother of two teenage girls and a teenage boy is no easy task.My husband abandoned us years ago leaving me the responsibility of raisingour kids. I always do my best in looking after my children trying to make surethey are safe and stay out of trouble. But as I would find out, there is alot of evil out there. My shrink thinks it would be good therapy for me towrite down what happened to us on that fateful night last month. Before I start,let me tell...

Bagwell

Bagwell By Dimelza Cassidy Just a story about motorcycles and cross-dressing For many reasons I had abandoned organized motorcycling. I lost interest once big money and television ruined it by taking it mainstream. "Sonny" Barger even went corporate writing two books and touring to sell them. A headline in the business section of the New York Times chronicled Harley Davidson buying itself from American Machine and Foundry. "What Did the Hell's Angels and the California Highway...

Raped on the River

Ginny Marie Munson gazed silently at the flower bed in front of her as she gathered up the weeds she had just pulled. The cannas she had planted a couple of weeks ago reminded her of her fourteen-year-old granddaughter, Maria, who was spending the summer with her. Once the bright green stalks broke through the surface, they would grow like they were on fire, from small stalks to six foot high stalks with stunning flowers that would bloom until the snow covered them up in the winter. Maria was...

Oscar MeyersChapter 20

After spending the day with Pat and Maggie, Oscar decided he really liked Debbie’s parents. That night, he and Pat were seated on the porch drinking coffee and talking about the family. Pat said, “Jimmy’s on the baseball team. He wanted to be on the football team, but his growth spurt came in a year too late. He grew up a lot the past six months, but he’ll never make the team. They’ve been working together for two years and won’t accept a walk-on at this point.” “I can see where that would...

No Good Deed

DISCLAIMER: It's fiction, ladies. That means I made it up in my head. It has no bearing upon and is not drawn from any true events, nor are any of my characters based on actual persons living or dead. COPYRIGHT: I made it. It belongs to me. I'd rather it not be reposted - I wrote it for Fictionmania fans - but if you absolutely must share it, please have the decency to give me proper credit. Thank you! TRIGGER WARNING: Life can be a scary place filled with moments of joy. ...

The Biker Babe

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...

Test Ride

"Put something exciting between your legs...ride a motorcycle!" I smiled to myself as I read the bumper sticker affixed to the rear of the Toyota 4 x 4 ahead of me. As I pulled to the left to pass, I glanced at the muddy off-road bike securely strapped into the truck's bed. The driver, a girl of no more than 20, drove confidently, a tanned arm propped negligently against the window sill. Her hair was cut very short, and she wore a half smile as though remembering how she had covered the...

In My Cage

In My Cage By Joanna Maguire I did as I was ordered to by my Mistress. Completely naked I went down the hallway and locked myself into the small metal cage consisting of parallel bars space about 6 cm apart. It was situated just outside the front door. The cage was on the ground but a chain ran from the top of the cage and was attached to a tree near the front door of the house. The cage was so small all I could do was sit on my bottom with my legs folded. The cage was...

Do You Believe in Ghosts

“I told you, Jeff, I’m a skeptic.” “I’ve traveled the world, been to the sites of war crimes, genocides, murders, hotel fires, and I’ve not once, NOT ONCE seen a ghost.” “My offer still stands. One million dollars to anyone who can prove to me that ghosts exist.” “Look, Mr. Palmer...” “Call me ‘Jay,’” he interrupted. “Jay, you didn’t get to be a wealthy man by being gullible, but...” Jay interrupted again, “Cut the flattery. You’re saying that you can show me ghosts in Bangkok, and I say...

The Hidden Princess Part Two

The Hidden Princess: Part Two It had been Loilas. The ancient AI had long gone rampant. But since the definition of intelligence included a sense of self-preservation the AI had hidden the sickness away. A Lykensi AI had been able to insert a Trojan Horse-type virus into Loilas during a previous engagement and the program had worked as it was supposed to. Broadcasting the coded message of the Princess' presence and then deleting itself before the signals had left the antennae....

Daddy s Little Girl Part 2Chapter 6

Well rested after their three-day weekend, Gail and Bill picked up their trailer on Tuesday morning and headed east. Agreeing that it was to their benefit to complete the run as quickly as possible, they drove in eight-hour shifts, keeping their layovers to a minimum. They completed their run East in two and a half days; picked up their return load the next morning and made it back to Phoenix on Monday morning. It was a very jubilant couple that left the yard and headed for home. After...

Harley and the Hitchhiker Chapter 3

Waking up after a restful night’s sleep, Angel gets up and goes to take a shower as I lay out the clothes I want her to wear. I find a white crop top with a deep plunging neckline and a pair of very short cutoff jeans. I decide not to lay out any underwear, as I want her to be accessible. Her white athletic shoes and bobby socks top off her outfit.Angel comes out from the bathroom. “I have laid out what you are wearing today and for work tonight,” I say, wrapping her in my arms.“Thank you,...

Thunder in the Desert

Alex pulled himself another agonizing inch up the steep wall of the gully. Just a couple more feet and he would be safe, but every breath felt like a knife plunging into his side where his rib had been broken. The rest of him was in no better shape, either. His left eye was swollen shut, and the flap of skin hanging from the cheek beneath it left bone exposed. There was hardly an inch of his body that wasn't deeply bruised and gouged by the chains with which the motorcycle gang had beaten...

How I Met Lisa Marie

My trip to Boston put me on Interstate 90 in Montana east of Butte. My Buick’s cruise control was set a couple of miles per hour above the posted limit and I slowly crept past a single motorcycle rider that was in the right hand lane. The bike didn’t look like a Harley, but it could have been. The rider was definitely a curvy lady. Women just sit a bike different than men. I think it’s because of their different hip joints. As I slowly passed her I couldn’t see much of her face because of her...

Biker Gang Captive

This is a story I wrote several years ago for a men’s adventure magazine, but it folded before it got off the ground. No sex, but it has adventure and romance, and I hope you enjoy it. As always, feedback is encouraged. Thanks! * ‘Goddamn it, we don’t have time for this!’ The lieutenant’s big fist slammed down on the desk, slopping the lukewarm coffee over the lip of the styrofoam cup. Nick rubbed his temples, the pounding ache of his hangover a spike through his head. The glare of the...

Just Say I Love You

Years ago I had been a member of a motorcycle club called The Rebels. I still had my vest and every few years I would shake off the dust and wear it to a club reunion. This year as I pulled up at the Sweet Water Creek Bar and Grill on my Harley I had Heather behind me. I noticed a number of other bikes out front but I didn’t recognize any of them. That was not unusual as this was a common biker hangout. When we went inside I realized those bikes belonged to another club. They were...

Lady in Red Book 2 The Rise of the Warrior Chapter 2

"I remember how upset you were when you entered the hotel that day in New York," recalled Lisa. "Luckily, just about an hour before you arrived, Steve had explained to all of us exactly where the bear crapped in the woods." "It was everything I could do just to get Gwen to leave the cab," added Charlotte. "I had never seen her so depressed and upset. I was pretty worried about her mental state." "I was a mess when Charlotte finally convinced me that I had responsibilities to the...

Fighting for FamilyChapter 8

Saturday morning, Vicki wandered around the motocross track aimlessly looking for something that looked like a starting line. John had told her that they would be there for two hours that morning. Parents would watch their kids from various places along the track, but the best spot to watch would be near the starting line. She would be able to identify the kids before they put on their helmets. Giving up on finding the starting line, she decided to join the first group she came across. She...

Human PhoenixChapter 5

Friday, June 16, 2006 Friday at Mendoza's Engine Center started out like normal until the shop foreman announced that there would be a meeting of all employees from both shops in the big loading bay before lunch. There was a lot of confusion in the air as the employees began to gather. Scott overheard one fabrication shop employee telling another, "Just like my last job, they called us all in for the bad news." Everybody got quiet as the two foremen walked in. They were quickly followed...

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This is a full story, that has to be blogged over a number of episodes. It is essentially BDSM, coupled with other unusual sexual predilections.. It is written from my own, the woman's perspective... If you are looking for a quick fix from some sexually charged, short story sex, this isn't for you! If however you like to read about sexual build up, and tension, and enjoy mystery, then this is for you.. There is certainly plenty of sex, because this is a sex story, but there is a plot, and an...

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I decided to go to the bush and get as far away as possible from any distractions. That is what is so good about Australia; it is so vast and uninhabited, that not many miles out of any city you are in the bush. Miles upon miles of Malee or scrub, but unfortunate little water in this the driest continent. Years ago I had come upon a little green oasis, by an old windmill driven pump that no longer works well. It had once been used for stock watering, but had fallen in disrepair, but the pump...

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They started their trip to the CMNF Club from Workton: much of it two-lane. Despite the name, the people in Workton didn’t seem to be much more busy, nor as unhappy, as many in the other nearby towns. The eleven meet at a donut shop. They chatted and then got into their vehicles: two cars and two motorcycles. A few other women left a few hours earlier. A good summer day was starting. Even in Workton, the air smelled nice and alive. For almost all of the trip, one car generally followed the...

A Day In The Hot Sun Part 1

Hello all. We're just coming out of a stretch of very hot weather here. For over two week, we had temperatures in the middle and upper nineties. I've always loved hot weather, but even for me, it's a bit too hot. You can't stay in all of the time, so you just need to deal with it. If dressed you're appropriately, and stay hydrated, you'll be fine.A week ago this past Sunday was the hottest of all , the temperatures were ninety eight in the shade, and there was bright sunshine all day....

A New Start The BeginningChapter 3 Homeward

We topped off on fuel and made our regular pit stop at a truck stop just outside of Highland Bluff. Since we had decided that whenever we stopped one of us would always be on guard I too first watch while I fueled the truck. All three girls ran for the restroom as soon as we stopped. They really had to go bad. Cheryl grabbed some chips and beef jerky when she was finished in the restroom. Michelle went to the beverage area after she came out of the restroom. She picked up some Pepsi for...

Living Next Door to Heaven 191 Clan

I finally hung up the phone with Rhonda's words echoing in my ears. "Now you understand what it means. It isn't a choice. It changes us forever. We can never be innocent again. We're different from other people, Brian. None of them truly understand what it means to do whatever is necessary. I'm still doing what is necessary. God bless you, Brian. I love you." I set the bread to rise and went to the horses. They were a little surprised to see me so early but they were happy to have hay...

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Of The Hunters and Hunted Part 1 of the "Of the Malleus Maleficarum" saga A fictional story, written by REIF DISCLAIMER: This is adult fiction with heavy transgender elements, if you find that in any way offensive, or you are under the age of majority then stop reading NOW. No character in this story is meant to resemble any actual person living or dead. This is a non commercial work of fiction. Please don't steal. Comments and feedback can be sent to [email protected] Version...

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Flashback – Major M – Undisclosed location We parked in a valley then crawled to the top of a dune to carefully survey the site of the battle. Even using our periscopes it was obvious there was mass carnage, immense damage and that any survivors had long since left. I crawled with my team to the top of the dune where we could have a better look, sat down and asked, "Okay what's your analysis of what you see." The L.Cpl. was taking photographs and stated, "I would say they got their...

Biker Babe Chapter Two

Leah Marshall was busy in the office of the motorcycle shop one Thursday afternoon, catching up with some paperwork. She would much rather have been in the back turning wrenches on one of the bikes, but sometimes paperwork takes precedence over preference! Leah had always had a love of motorcycles and started working part time at another motorcycle shop while she was in high school. Then when she graduated, she began working there full time while taking night classes in how to work on...

New Career 1930Chapter 3

Author's note: [ and ] delineate mind-to-mind dialog. Mr. Worthy read the letter and handed it to me as soon as I came into his office at his summons. "John, this is one of those extortion letters. I have handled it as little as possible. I hope there is something there that will help us find the bastards." I laid the letter on the desk to read it so that I would not get my fingerprints or DNA smeared all over the page. "Please hand me the envelope to keep the letter in so that no...

S S NerdChapter 23

Doc came for breakfast the morning after the confrontation with the drunk, telling everyone that he was there to take me to the DMV to get my motorcycle endorsement. It was while we were eating that DeDe came to me and asked, "Sal, we're short a right seat or first officer for a charter to Chicago and back. Could you help us out?" I looked at Doc then back at DeDe, "What time is it scheduled for, and you know I don't have my Airline Transport Pilot ticket yet. It's coming in about...

Gangbang in the Garage

I had just bought a motorcycle. Actually, I bought 2 motorcycles, but one was a parts bike. Neither was running, so I had to enlist two friends; Mike because he knew motorcycles, and Fred, because he had a truck. The guy I bought the bike from was about 2 hours away, so by the time we got there, loaded everything into the truck, and got back home it was dark outside.I was excited to show off my purchase to my wife, Mary, so while the guys unloaded the truck, I went inside to get her. Inside I...

Fair Trade Man Is Forced To Watch His Wife Fucke

Fair TradeByMichele NylonsDavid Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger."You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you...

Fair Trade

Fair TradeByMichele NylonsDavid Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger."You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you...

Fair Trade

David Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger. “You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn’t you? ‘Don’t worry Chelle, it’s a back road but it’s fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.’ Which numb-nut told you that? “ Michelle...

Girl FagChapter 23

I don't care what anybody says; you cannot have really great sex and not show it. At least not for a couple hours, or maybe even for a day or two, I'm not sure. But as I went to my classes and walked through the hallways, I knew people could tell I'd had really great sex. Even the kids who didn't know what sex was. Or maybe I was just really high on what had happened, or paranoid or something, because nobody really stared at me either, at least not any more than they usually...

History 300Chapter 3

Dates and Figures "You've stopped selling pictures of Spider-man." Captain George Stacy leaned against the lip of his desk. His classroom was empty but for one student. Peter Parker was unsettled with poor posture in the front row seat. He was here with an uncharacteristic excused absence from his biology class. Leaning on his wrists as the teenager looked at Spider-man's ally and the father of the woman he loved. He truly loved Gwen. What he felt for Liz, MJ and Cat were harder to...

The Bargain with Lucifer Pt 1

Many afternoons, Paul Cantor stood at his office window in the English Department and looked down at the campus below, watching the students walking to their classes, some riding bicycles, others romantically holding hands, some sitting on the benches, or along the wall of the large round fountain spouting and splashing rainbows of water high into the air. This day, however, a weary sigh came from deep within him before he went back to his desk where a large pile of term papers his students...

Cost of Loyalty

Authors note: This was a story I wrote ages ago and recently found again. I thought, what the heck. Feedback welcome. Damian relaxed slightly but couldn't shake the feeling of trepidation as he and his angel flew down the empty highway. Thoughts of his angel elicited a genuine smile. She wasn't an angel, of course, any more than he was. She could have been, he thought guiltily. She should have been. She had given it up to come with him, and he'd never quite been able to make sense of...

A Log Truck Driver In Outer SpaceChapter 2

Nearby, on the highest spot, were the remains of four large lightning-blasted trees. They lay in a more orderly arrangement than I'd have expected. One of the giants had been split and splintered remarkably but the other three looked almost as if they had been pushed over and together with a purpose in mind. This must be the safe area the greenie had mentioned but the dead trees weren't the result of natural lightning. They must be what passed for initial shelter for most new arrivals. Not...

Grand Opening Ch 03

*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in consensual sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Rosy Eastman looked around the Dead End Bar one more time and nodded sadly. Grandma would have loved it. After the bar burned during the gang riot that had nearly burned DeGarde and Bender to the ground, Grandma had suffered a stroke. Grandpa had decided that the bar just wasn’t worth it, and was at home, taking care of his ‘Sweet Bit.’ Rosy smiled as she looked at the framed...

Barbara and Gus Go Full Circle Ch 01

This is a fictional story about a suburban Chicago couple who drift away from each other sexually only to find themselves again. The story contains straight sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex, non-consent / reluctant sex, gay sex, lesbian sex and bisexuality. It also involves sex between adults and teenagers but all characters are 18 years of age or older. Since the story contains many Literotica categories, I decided to put it in the Novel / Novellas category. I will submit one chapter at a...

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I cruised by the little back road bar and then turned my bike around and went back. To this day, I don’t know why but I did and my life changed completely. Whether it was for the better or for the worse is still up for grabs. I will let you decide. ***** Parking my bike, I sat there waiting. For what I wasn’t sure but something told me to wait. In my lifetime, I’ve learned to listen to such things. I pulled a crumpled up pack of cigarettes out of my vest pocket and lit one. I’d been riding...

Duella Dent Mistress of Magical Masks

Some comic characters mentioned in my stories could be the property of these respective comic book publishers, Marvel, DC, or Image. If they are being used, this a work of fictional parody. Tales from the Batman and Robin Universe Duella Dent, Mistress of the Magical Masks by Steve Zink In the mid-70's, DC published a short series of comic books called the Batman Family. In a string of at least 4 of these books, there was a continuing story with Batgirl and Robin teamed up to...

Lake Ontario Part One

LAKE ONTARIO Part One BY Lauren Westley Let me introduce myself. My name is Loren. When I was 22 years old I had a job similar in some respects to the Shining. I was working on a novel and found a job that had all the right characteristics. There was a small resort on Lake Ontario. It was only open from May through October. The first day in November it was closed and only needed a caretaker during the winter season. I had spent last year doing it and knew the routine. The...

You Ask I Tell

Forward Don’t Ask Don’t Tell was a policy instituted by President Clinton in 1993. While intended as a mechanism for LGBT servicemembers to serve in the Armed Forces, it created an environment of fear, blackmail, and intimidation. Over 17,000 servicemembers would be discharged from the military under this policy before its eventual repeal in 2011. Life under this policy impacted the day-to-day lives of LGBT servicemembers. How exactly did gay and lesbian servicemembers live under this policy?...

I Am So Lucky Chapter 5

I woke up feeling completely wonderful. I had a nice long delicious stretch, arms over my head, feet pointed, then relaxed luxuriously under my covers. As I did, I shivered at the sensuous feel of the blanket over my bare skin then snuggled back down and closed my eyes to sleep some more, when two alarming thoughts made them pop back open, Why am I naked and where did the blanket come from. I sat up, holding the blanket to my breasts, and looked around. At first I wondered, where am I?...

NyxChapter 9

Well, there's nothing like subtlety, I guess. There it was: a large burning swastika over the door. On one side was a sign that said "Death to filthy Jews" and on the other a sign that said "Death to scabby Niggers." Of course, the Free Speech amendment assured that they could get away with it, especially in a city as liberal as Boston, but I did think that the whole thing was going more than a little too far. Over the icon was a sign proclaiming "Home Clubhouse of the South End...

Different Love

(Special thanks to Arizona1664 for helping me with the english stuff =*) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It wasn't the way I expected it to be, but I don't regret it. Sometimes things happen for a reason, good things and bad things. Sometimes they just have to happen, both of them, so you can discover who you really are. Getting older is hard. At first you are obsessed with the first kiss, and then you're obsessed...

Suzuki s Life pt 1

By: 3rd Hawkins 3rdhawkins Publishing My name is Nikki not Nicole but Nikki Jamison. My friends and everyone knows me by Suzuki. Like the bike but better. I got the name because my mother is half Japanese and I got them chinky sexy eyes. Besides I love motorcycles. I am going to get me one, one day. My father is a black and half a pimp, dead beat dad. I live here in Baltimore Maryland. “The home of the Wire” as they say. My mother and father were like a lot of other young parents; all they...

A young husband allows his wife to be auctioned off for the weekend for a charity function

I guess this story all started a little more than a year ago. My husband bought an old car that he had found for sale on the internet. I thought he was pretty silly, spending that much money for a car that was almost forty years old and in such horrible shape. It was a 1969 Dodge Superbee. We drove out with a friend to look at it, and when I saw it I thought he had lost his mind for sure. It was in pieces. The guy that owned it had started to restore it, but apparently hadn’t gotten very...

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