As Luck Would Have It…

“I can ride!” she exclaimed with excitement. She bubbled over with exuberant enthusiasm as she pointed down to her 20 year old legs. “Oh Ya?” he replied trying to catch a glimpse over the counter. “Here, let me show you…” She stepped out from behind the counter and walked up beside him with a bounce in her step and a gleaming smile on her face. They stood side by side…although she was about the same height as him her legs surpassed all expectations and they ‘grew’ a full 6 or so inches past his. Her jeans fit tightly against her lean thighs and the inseam of the crotch gently butted up against her cleft showing me the shape of her perfect little kitty…‘mmmm’ I thought as I pictured myself peeling that second skin off the lower half of her body. “Yes, I think you may be right” as he stepped aside to catch a better view of her potential spread. I imagined her naked body straddling the Harley…those lean body clenchers gripping the seat of that bike as her sleek upper torso leaned into the handle bars…yes, those perky little tits begging to be pawed at and that firm tight ass spread open against the leather…lucky fuckin leather!

She began to slide her pussy back and forth on the seat as she looked at me with that wide grin and those expecting fawn eyes. “You are a very bad girl, aren’t you my sweet?” as I slid in behind her on the seat. I clutched her hips and helped her slide a little longer…a little faster, taking control of her bodily movements. She swung her bobbing head around and giggled at me as her jiggling titties begged for my nibbles. I leered over her and slid a hand between her tight cleft and the wet seat. Fuck she was wet, no wonder she glided so easy. Her naked pussy clenched around my hungry fingers and I grabbed her meat and squeezed it in my hand like I was wringing out a wet cloth. She yelped. I slid a couple fingers up her snatch and worked her hard while my palm slammed into her clit. “OH YES, I CAN RIDE!!” she screamed. I grabbed a tittie with my other and worked her tight nipple…pulling and yanking on it. “Naughty little bitch”… She returned my words with a bellowing yowl as she ground her hips down hard on my hand and then she squirted …into the cup of my hand…not sated, and me only getting warm, I pulled my hand out and entered her from behind, smearing her juices on her ass. I stuck my finger up that tight little hole and began working her…getting her ready for the ‘real ride’…

My ‘friend’ was ready for her…it had been for a while now and my own pussy was aching to ram against those wet and welcoming holes…Still smiling and babbling about something to do with ‘the wind in her face’ I slid one long leg over the bike and turned her around so she could lean back on the tank and spread her heaven in front of me. Her cream was frothy and smeared the length of her slit…her smooth naked pussy gleamed under the show lights. I had to taste her deliciousness and leaned down and sucked up her clit in my mouth. She tasted 20…she tasted sweet and unbroken…I’d fix that for her. I ground my tongue into her pussy hole and lapped at her juices while 2 of my fingers prepared her ass for entry. Her perky little clit lobbed around as I worked her hard and it begged to be sucked and nibbled. I took it in my mouth and performed magic on her…again she gushed onto my hand and I gave it back to her, injecting her juices in her ass. I began lightly slapping her little fuck mounds and her nipples stood erect at attention…she began huffing and murmuring something about the ‘ride of a lifetime’ so I decided to oblige her wishes. I slid my fingers out of her ready hole and pulled myself up and over her…her legs unfold outwards showcasing her glistening crack and the Harley was now ready to take flight….

She looked up at me giggling again so I shut her up with  my tongue…there was no room for that shit…soon the only sounds she would be making would be fucking noises. I stuck my tongue down her throat and forced her to gulp it. Damn! She was fucking sweet…her lean body arched towards mine and I knew she was ready for the ‘hardest’ ride of her life. Both cocks on my strap on bobbed over her holes with a knowing. I slid my mouth down her slender neck to her tits and began gulping and biting at them. She glided her hands down my back to my ass and began bucking up against me. “Okay bitch…” I grabbed the cocks with both hands and rammed those beasts into her…one for each glorious tight pink hole. Deeper, deeper…back and forth I worked her buffet…and she kept begging  “more, I want more”…she wasn’t giggling now. I looked down and could see her pussy and ass walls protruding and collapsing against the thick barrels with every stroke. She was intoxicated with her ride now…squirming and arching her body, she wriggled around like a worm on wet pavement. I fucked those holes good…ramming each lovely long inch into her, over and over again.  Still fucking her hard I grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her head back as I sucked on her neck and squeezed her tits….pounding, yes, pounding and ramming those fuck sticks into her holes. I could feel her body start to shake as she began the last leg of her journey to submission. Then I heard her squeak…fuck? SQUEAK?! She sounded like a muted mouse!!! ‘Oh what the fuck’…I thought as I kept persistently thrashing her rise to climax as the cocks eagerly devoured her ass and cunt. Then it happened…BAM!!!…”Hey thanks, and good luck with your ‘first ride’”, he said while turning to me…“Ready to go?”

Her Lucky Day

He leaned in then quickly pulled back as she casually positioned herself over his lap to look at what he was doing. A little embarrassed for ‘jumping the gun’ he quickly placed his arm across his bulging crotch and nodded to his laptop. “Yep, just got it the other day….” She made her move on him knowing that her surprise ‘attack’ would make him tremble. Her head slightly turning, she swooped into his lips and tenderly placed a sweet kiss on his mouth and gently glided her tongue along his. To her amazement he wasn’t surprised, shocked or astonished, no no no! He grabbed her shoulders and rammed her back into the wall…Oh Ya, he knew what he wanted!

She was trapped against the compartmental wall; his steely forearms braced themselves beside her shoulders and his chest pinned hers smashing her perky titties between them. He kicked out her legs and rammed his thigh up against her pussy…*Holy shit* she thought, *he fucking knows what he’s doing*…his heavy breath rose and fell against her cheek and he slid his lips down to her neck…he sucked her there for a while, then moved along to her chest….*mmmmm* was her first thought…she ground and rode his thigh with the mastery of a rodeo champion AND he didn’t budge an inch…except for his cock. He slid down the wall, still pinning her and un-tucked her titties from her flimsy shirt with his chin. They bobbled and bounced in his face and he took a plump nipple into his mouth and sucked and nibbled, pulling on the point with his teeth, but the other one was lonely so he gave into its beckoning and began to perform his magic on it too. Back and forth he went between tittie mounds and still he had his thigh rammed between her leg…she let out a gasp and whispered, “I’m cumminggg…” He wasn’t going to let her finish and threw her on top of the cabin bunk.

She was stunned, *damn, all this time I thought that I was in control…fuck, what a nice surprise*…his full weight fell on her and she could feel his cock ramming her pussy lips between their clothing. He continued to grind her and nuzzle her neck and titties…she just lay there taking it all in…for once not having to do any work at all…*what fucking luck* she told herself *I get to cum and not do the work!!* He ripped off her shirt and pants then undid his belt and opened up his jeans as he knelt over her. “Good enough for you?” he questioned her as she slid up on her elbows to examine the specimen in front of her. Rock hard with tight balls and completely shaved, his pecker pointed at her nose. She looked up at him and smiled, stuffed his manhood in her mouth and began to gulp him down. Her pussy was sooo wet…he reached behind him and began to play with her pussy lips and clit…”fuck, you ever wet” he groaned as she devoured his stiff shaft. She pulled away, slid between his legs and sucked on his balls, one at a time, pulling them gently out of their sockets into her warm wet mouth. His wet pussy fingers went into his own mouth and he began to suck her juices off of them.

He pulled away and yanked off his jeans ready to impale her with his fuck rod…on his back she hovered over him and in one fell swoop he knocked her down on top of his ride and swung her around like a ballerina on a music box. Her ass was facing him and he grabbed her hips and started to grind his meat into her pussy…”fuuucckkkk” she moaned.  She pulled up and slammed down on his stick and it pounded the back of her juicy hole. “OUCH” she screamed, but she did it again, and again, and again…each time bucking her wet kitty onto his rod. He groaned and huffed, but took it like a man. She could feel his cock swell and his breath became more intense and laboured. She grabbed the bulk head and began to jiggle and grind her way to a fuck fest…he was sweating hard now as his cock was being beaten. Over and over the pelting ensued as his cock and balls came closer to reaching their most intense peak ever. One last grind and he released his screaming glory into her as she flung her head back and pelvis forward, spraying his and her juice on his balls. “Nummy” she said as she pulled away leaning her face over his groin to clean him…he was still hard….”Ready for seconds?” he said.

Lucky Charms

Although St. Patrick’s Day is only one in March, I would like to dedicate the month of March to ‘feasting’ and quenching your appetites whether in lust or love and I wish you all gold dusted luck for any mistakes that you may trip upon…believe me, we all could use a little luck to get out of a mistake unscathed!

Another little poem that I adore…Oh… the kiss…

To A Kiss

Humid seal of soft affections,
Tend’rest pledge of future bliss,
Dearest tie of young connections,
Love’s first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
Speaking silence, dumb confession,
Passion’s birth, and infants’ play,
Dove-like fondness, chaste concession,
Glowing dawn of brighter day.
Sorrowing joy, adieu’s last action,
Ling’ring lips, — no more to join!
What words can ever speak affection
Thrilling and sincere as thine!

- Robert Burns

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