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Motorcycle MILFs Gang-Fucked in Sturgis

My wife and I got to the Sturgis motorcycle rally, and she ends up fucking dozens of horny bikers.

  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-lifer...

Texas Summer Heat, Chapter 3

They stopped for a little rest... but there wasn't much resting going on!

Blake and Tanya-Lynn left Dallas the next morning and after fours hours riding, they had reached Houston. When they got there, they decided it was too early to stop so, after a quick lunch, they decided to press on to San Antonio - their next destination. It was another 3 hours riding, but that would put them in San Antonio right about 5:00pm or so - time to get a room and have a nice dinner.Riding on the back of the bike...

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...

No Ticket if I Lick it, Officer

I can't pay for this ticket officer.....not with money anyway

Oh I love a man in uniform...I know why you roared up behind me on that motorcycle officer....I know why you have to give me a ticket...but I can't pay for it....unless you'll accept a bribe? You want to handcuff me while I suck your big cock? You might have to use a little....supplemental restraint :P

Nice Work, If You Can Get It

A small time photographer gets the chance to work with a beautiful model...

Peter Nichols had only one passion. He loved photography. He had gotten bitten by the photography bug all the way back in junior high when, on his 13th birthday, his grandmother bought him his first camera. From that time forward, you rarely saw Peter without his trusty camera close by. He would take pictures of just about anything. He loved scenic pictures, he loved sports and action shots, and he loved historical subjec...

Traveling on the highway can be fun when you're riding a bike. I was stopped at a bar and grill in Barstow. My 1985 Low Rider was outside. Luckily it wasn't high summer, or the middle of winter. It was a nice day in April, and I was having something to eat along with a long neck. Actually, any day is okay when you can ride. I was following old Route 66. Most folks did eventually. Checking out the byways our brothers and s...

Virgin and Villain

A princess is rescued

Brightest light and broken thoughts assail our senses. Fronts of thick, heavy clouds approach us on every side. Every color of the rainbow floats softly through our vision. Quickly, the images stir and change. At first of our family, and our home. The commotion, the screaming, the terrible hatred of it all flooding back into us. Each part of our life stacks on the next like paper. Each is bound together as the pages of a...

Flat Out

An old legend returns

The leaves overhead hung low enough to make Shaun duck. Logic told him that it made no difference as he was seated on the tattered cloth of the Thunderbird, but he did it anyway. The big car rumbled up the deserted road, twin yellow lights stabbing into the pressing darkness as he headed for home as he always did after his evening shift. He sighed and rolled his shoulders; tried to move the tension from the knotted depths...

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Boston by Motorcycle

A woman travelling to meet her fiance gets sidetracked by a handsome stranger.

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 u...

Erika, Cindi, Ken and Eddie, a Modern Family?- Chapter # 1

Erika and her two children all find a new lover.

Well, I thought it time to write about myself. My name is Erika, I’m currently 38 years old, divorced and the mother of two brats, one a girl age 16, the other ostensibly a boy, age 17, but possibly a creature from another world. Just kidding, I love him dearly. Their names are Cindi and Ken, but you figure out which is which. Me? I’m 5'6" tall, and I have long chestnut colored straight hair with burgundy highlights and l...

Bitch Seat Rider: Rule Number Three

The end of a long, hot ride ...

The afternoon sun cast the big Harley’s shadow across the simmering asphalt. Not a breath of wind rustled the gnarled mesquites and thirsty creosotes dotting the low hills. A few cottony clouds drifting above the distant mountains spoiled an otherwise ocean blue sky, but their presence heralded the coming desert monsoon that would break the June inferno.The bike’s pillion creaked as Claudia leaned back with her left boot...

Blondie's Song

This one was just sort of for fun.

“Let’s ride,” she said, or rather said I And he lay down beside me, prick aimed at the sky My magnificent cuckold of destruction and death Draining my soul and stealing my breath. “Get on little girl!” I felt obliged to correct him Growling softly and sinking my teeth in Little perhaps but the girl had long fled Drowned in a shower of powder and lead. “Let’s ride,” he said, or rather he groaned As I mounted him, my cunt f...

The Encounter

I return to where I have always belonged.

Luxuriating in what would be an otherwise horrible experience for most, she kneeled on her hard wooden perch, bound, tied, and gagged. Her only clothing was a severe leather waist-cincher that had a strap running from front to rear, firmly holding a pair of very large dildos in her ass and pussy. Her muscles screamed from lactation caused by the arm-binder that stretched her shoulders to near breaking.  The leather neck-c...

The Ride

A leather clad beauty gets taken for a ride

The Ride. It was a perfect morning for a bike ride. A little hazy cloud to take out the full brightness of the sun. Early enough in the year, for it not to be too hot, in full leathers. As he pulled on his own leathers the sensation of the leather on his skin and the thought of what she would look like in hers was enough to make his manhood grow slightly. The sensation was enhanced when is trousers were done up increasing...

One Thing Leads to Another: Rumble Pussy

Young Christine christens a motorcycle in front of a pack of outlaw bikers.

"Get the big boner ready because I've got a shit-load of water and some bull-rider," Christine said into her cell phone, explaining to Maria that she wished for her to clean their large bong because she possesses really good marijuana and a lot of time to kill. Maria looked up from her text book and asked, "You coming by now? Like, right-now-right-now?" "Yeah." "But, I'm studying." "Oh my God... What? You gonna be a scien...