This is a true story of what happened in July of 2013, as told by my wife when my wife was sixty.

My wife and I enjoy riding with groups of other bikers. We are members of several all-black bikers’ clubs and are the only Caucasian members of these clubs.

My wife rides a VW-powered trike. Her usual riding attire with these clubs (weather permitting) is a white lacy bra and panties, chaps, and boots. The men are always happy to see her ride in, as they know that at the end of the ride, my wife will get naked and allow the men to pull a train on her. This is always an enjoyable night for her.

One night, her trike started to run rough, and one of the members of the club we were riding with, Joe, who was a VW mechanic, diagnosed the problem. He gave me a list of parts we needed and said he would install them later that week.

When Joe showed up to fix my wife’s trike, she had just gotten out of the shower. She threw on a short, white, lacy, almost see-through robe that left nothing to the imagination, and went to the garage to greet him.

Karen sat on a stool and her robe, not having a sash, opened, exposing her bare breasts and her clean-shaven pussy. As Joe worked on her trike, she was in full view.

When he was thrown with the repairs on her trike, my wife asked what she owed him. Joe told her that he wanted two things. First, he had been on several rides where the men pulled a train in her, but he had never been the first to enjoy her and wanted that.

Second, he had a small group of six or eight friends who had a once-a-month all-men’s ride, and he wanted her to lead the ride in the nude.

Karen agreed to both and lay naked on a creeper and allowed Joe to fuck her. She knew that by saying yes to the second part of his proposal, the ride would end with the men, who would be strangers to her, pulling a train on her.

When Friday night arrived, Karen was excited about the ride. I was unable to accompany her on the ride, so she rode to the commuter lot alone.

When she dismounted her trike, she was confronted by eight of the biggest, blackest bikers she had ever seen. Joe was the only man she knew in the group, but she knew that before the night was over, she would get to know them “intimately”. She felt that this would be an enjoyable night.

Karen removed her robe, hung it on the fence, and introduced herself to the men as she stood naked in front of them. She asked where the ride would end. Joe handed her a map showing her the route. It would take about an hour and take her through town.

She started the ride and as she rode through the center of a small town, she received thumbs up as she rode, naked. The ride ended at a rundown roadside rest area that was well-lit.

They led my wife to a pavilion where they had already placed a heavily soiled mattress lying on the ground. She lay down on it and spread her legs wide, ready for the men to pull a train on her.

My wife's OBGYN, who is a friend and knows my wife's lifestyle, has warned my wife that even at her age, she is still fertile and could become pregnant at any time. Karen enjoys these men pulling a train on her after the rides so much that she doesn't mind. She uses no birth control or protection. She loves it when these men plant their fertile seeds deep inside her.

My wife has never felt that these men were pulling a train on her, as she has always thought that each man she is making love to is also making love to her. To her, pulling a train makes it feel that the woman may not be enjoying it, and it is only sex.

Joe was the first man to mount my wife as she lay naked on the mattress. As he started to insert his large penis into her, he dove deeper inside her with every stroke. Karen hugged him tightly and made sure that she was giving him the ride of his life. She was making love to him.

When Joe was ready to climax, she held him tight and whispered to him to ejaculate deep inside her and thanked him for being the first man that night to make love to her. When he pulled out of her, a small amount of his sperm trickled from Karen's pussy.

The second man was much larger than Joe and did not take the time to meet my wife. He rammed his penis deep inside her and pumped as if he were a jackhammer breaking concrete.

My wife told him to take it easier on her so there would be something left for the rest of his friends to enjoy. He slowed down the pace, and Karen made sure that their lovemaking was enjoyable for both. When he ejaculated deep inside her, she thanked him as his sperm gushed from her pussy.

This went on as all eight men made love to my wife. Her smile showed that she was enjoying herself.

As the fourth man started to climax inside her, he whispered in her ear that he was about to use her as the initiation to another club. Karen did not acknowledge his words and thought he was stupid for saying those words and forgetting them immediately.

When the eighth and final man finished making love to my wife, she was helped up from the mattress and walked to the outhouse that had no door to relieve herself. She was in full view of all the men who had just made love to her. As she sat there, she heard the roar of approaching bikes.

She had nowhere to hide and was in full view of the other bikers who had just arrived. She remembered the words of the fourth man, “I am going to use you as my initiation into another club". Karen knew how this night would end.

The fourth man, who had made love to her, walked up to her and took my wife by the hand and escorted her from the outhouse. He introduced her to the men and told them that he was giving her as his initiation into their club. She’s a little soiled, having just been fucked by eight men before them, but she is a sexy white woman and yours to enjoy.

Karen smiled and walked over to the mattress, but before she lay down on it, she said, "Let's get this party started." She was about to get to know twelve more strangers, intimately, before the night was over.

These men were ready to pull a train on my wife, but to her, this was a vulgar expression that meant that the woman had no choice but to allow a group of men to fuck her. To my wife, each of these men would get to know her intimately as they made love to her. She would put every effort into making it the most enjoyable experience for them as she made love to these men.

As the night progressed, one after the other, these twelve young, black bikers, whom she had never met before this night, made love to my wife, planting their fertile seeds deep inside her. My wife never uses any birth control or protection, taking the chance that even at her age, she could become pregnant.

The night was delightful, though very tiring, for her sixty-year-old body. Twenty young black men enjoyed my wife by using my wife, as I would describe it, as a cum dump. It was twenty young black men planting their seeds deep inside my sexy, white wife.

After the last man finished making love to my wife, the men left her exhausted and lying in a large puddle of their sperm that had gushed from her pussy after each man had made love to her as they rode off.

No one offered to help her up, so she just lay there trying to regain her strength after twenty young bikers had used her as a cum-dump, though she felt that they had made love to her. She lay there, wondering if more men would come by and ravage her sweat- and cum-covered white body before she regained enough strength to get up.

When my wife regained her strength enough to get up, she walked over to the outhouse and relieved herself before mounting her trike for the long ride home. Since she had no clothing with her, she had to do the hour-long ride in the nude.

With the wind blowing on her pussy, the men's sperm dried up and solidified on her pussy and anywhere that it had been deposited.

Upon arriving home, she parked her trike in the garage as she always did after a ride and entered the living room, where I was with a couple of friends. Before she had a chance to clean up, I had her sit down in a chair in full view of the men I was with and asked her to tell us in detail how the ride was.

She explained to us that the ride started as expected. There were eight young black men there to greet her who were all strangers to her, and the men had it all set up for her at the pavilion, so she would be comfortable with a soiled mattress for her to lie on.

The eight men made love to her, but a dozen more had shown up to join in on the fun. By now, all my friends were turned on after seeing my wife naked and hearing how the night went that I had my wife shower and douche and return to meet my friends, who were black. We all took turns enjoying my sexy wife. No one cared that my wife's pussy was well used by her having serviced twenty black men earlier in the night. All that they cared for was that she had freshened up for them.