Ride Me

“Nice bike!  Love the color and the lines are so sleek,” I say as I stroke the soft leather seat.  “Get on,” you fume as you straddle the bike.  Hiking up my skirt a little baring the soft edge of my ass, I easily mount the bike, pressing my bare warm pussy to the cold soft leather.  I gasp in shock at the sudden change in comfort. 

“Bet you wish you were wearing something under that skirt now,” you say past your evil grin.  “I thought you liked that I wasn’t wearing anything under my skirt,” I say while biting my lip.  You start the bike, sending vibrations right to my clit.  The seat starts to moisten from my excited pussy. 

“Guess I’ll give you the same treatment you gave me.  Whatever you do, don’t make a mess or I’ll beat your ass,” you grin at me with that evil smile as you rev the engine, watching me try to contain my ever growing need for your rock hard cock in my tight, dripping wet pussy. 

We take off out of the garage and head for the quickest way you know to get out of town.  The vibrations bring me to climax and I bury my nail into your stomach.  “Don’t you make a mess or I’ll beat your ass.  I wasn’t kidding.”

We’d been riding for a while; my skirt inching up so now you could see the small tuft of hair you admired earlier.  You turn off the main road onto a narrow one lane road.  The sign said it was a dead end and it appeared as though it had been a long time since anyone had been this way. 

The shoulders of the road look unkempt as we rode a few more minutes down this path.   Before the road ends we take another turn, this one into a cemetery.  The headstones are older, not marble but limestone, most of the dates are from the 1800’s.  The greenery is slightly overgrown but it does make for a nice seclusion from the roadway.  

Across from the entrance, you notice a car you recognize.  You say nothing to me, but look to see if she is watching.  There she sits on the hood of her car watching our every move.  “This will be exciting.  I love it when she watches me fuck them here,” you think to yourself as you reposition yourself on the bike so you are facing me. 

“Enjoy your ride,” you ask as you take your fingers and manhandle my clit.  Removing them, you take a sniff and lick them clean.  “I thought I told you not to make a mess.  Now I’m gonna have to spank your ass.  Get off my bike!”  I slide off the soaking wet seat and stand next to it, blushing.

“Bend over the seat where you rode,” you order as you come around to the other side to stand behind me.  I bend over the seat, my shirt now wet with cum.  You grab me by the back of my head and yank me back up.  Grabbing my shirt and tearing it open you send buttons scattering into the grass.  You maul the collar off my shoulders and take a bite into my shoulder, my shirt falling to the ground between our feet. 

While still hanging on with your teeth you undo my bra, slipping it off my shoulders and adding it to the ever growing pile of clothes.  Next my skirt, one quick tug and it is on the ground around my ankles.  Pushing me forward, you force me to step out of the skirt and lean against the back of your bike. 

You pull me back up against you by my hair and then wrap your long arms around me, and tug on my nipple rings.  “You like that don’t you.  You like pleasurable pain.  I love to create such pain.  I have a treat planned for you.”  My pussy is now so excited the juices from it are running down my thigh, moistening the lace edges of my stockings. 

You glance across the lane at her and see that she is turned on by this display of your domination.  She sits with her shirt undone, breasts exposed, skirt hoisted up to around her waist.  You can see the glistening from her pussy juices on the hood of the car.  This makes your dick rock hard. 

You force me to lie down on a bench which faces her.  You lift the seat of your bike to reveal a secret compartment filled with every sex toy ever conceived.  You pull out hand cuffs and ankle cuffs and set to work tying me down to the bench.  You bind my hands first and I let you.  As you are binding my ankles you run your hands over my legs sending a small shiver up my spine.  With both hands and feet bound you look through your bag of tricks for the next thing you think I might enjoy.              

You giggle as you grab something pink for out of the secret compartment.  Turning around you show your evil grin as you sit down on the bench next to me.  “Since you enjoyed the ride I thought I would continue it with this,” you say as you show me what little trick you have for me next.

I barely have a chance to look at it when you begin rubbing it against my clit.  The vibrations from it send me quickly to climax as you give my clit a good once over.

While my eyes are rolled back in my head from the pleasure you are giving me, you glance across the way and she has taken her own pink vibrator out and is teasing her clit with it exactly like you are doing to me.  You decide to adapt her speed and slowly move the vibrator down through the folds and slide it into my swollen pussy, exactly as she has done herself.  You watch her face as she pleasures herself, cum drizzling down the black hood of her Cadillac CTS.     

Turning your attention to me once more, you decide that I have had enough pleasure from this tiny vibrator and go once again to the bike’s secret compartment, this time returning empty handed.

You look down on my swollen, dripping wet pussy and the puddle it made on the bench and decide you want a taste.  Onto your knees you go one hand on each of my knees.  I tense up trying to close them to keep you from going any further but with the way you have me tied I am helpless to prevent your advancements.  You bite down my left inner thigh nibbling hard enough to leave red marks where your teeth had been. 

Once you are at my pussy, you take a deep breath in.  “I wonder if this tastes as good as it smells,” you say as you take your tongue and run it the entire length of my pussy from back to front, tickling my engorged clit a little once you’ve reached it.

“Not as bad as I thought,” you joke as you take my clit between your teeth, biting it in the same fashion as you did my thigh.  “Ouch, that hurts, stop it!!!” I yell.  “Shut up bitch before I put you in your place,” you yell back with your hand raised as if you were going to strike me.  I do as I’m told as you now bite my pussy lips, drawing blood.

“Mmmmm, my favorite flavor.” You lash as you suck on my pussy lip, draining it of as much red wine as you can.  I arch my back and attempt to close me legs as again I climax.  “Like that don’t you.“ You reach into your pants pocket and retrieve an item that I hadn’t seen you put there before.  Maneuvering your hands I feel a sharp pain in my pussy.  I can see a silver clip on my swollen clit.  “You like that clip don’t you,” you say as you flick it back and forth.  “Yes I do,” I say as you grab hold of it and give it a rough tug sending my head back as I scream out in delight.

While you tug harder on the clip you bury your fingers in me, I moan, beginning to move my hips in a fucking motion, hoping for more.  You reach as far in me as you can, find my spot and continue to tease it, enjoying the torture this pleasure is giving me.  “I wonder if she can handle as much as my girl can,” you think to yourself as you add another finger and shove even farther in.

You look up to see if she is enjoying the show only to find that she has left.  She isn’t even going to see the best part.  Your anger with her you turn toward me.  You yank the clip so hard that it comes off in your hand.  You undo the hand and ankle cuffs with a frustrated tug.  You grab me by my hair and pull me up by it.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you,” I beg but it is too late.

You throw me against a headstone, shoving my head down, bending me over it.  You take your hand and smack my ass very hard, leaving a red print of it on my cheek.  I scream out in joy, I love having my ass beat.  You continue to strike me with increasing force until the pleasure becomes pain for me and I yell out for you to stop.

I can hear the tinkling of your belt as you undo it from around your waist, the sound of the leather clearing the loops unbearable in my ears.  You take the belt and double it over making a nice whip which you take across my ass.  I let out a little scream of joy and this only makes you more excited. 

While you whip the belt across my ass you undo your pants, releasing your cock from its confines.  You throw the belt to the ground at my feet and take my hips in your hands, burying your nails into my flesh. 

You see my pussy dripping wet with cum, cum which you have worked so hard for.  “I love how much pain you can take before you cry,” you whisper in my ear and you take your hard dick and shove it into my tight pussy, burying it in as far as it will go.  I moan and tighten my pussy around it, making waves with it, exciting you even more.

You begin to pump me with strength that I can barely handle.  After only a few strokes of your cock in my pussy I cum, scratching at the headstone and shaking hard.  You don’t let this stop you though.  You continue pumping your cock into me at a faster pace than before and when you feel me tighten around your dick again you slow to almost a stop.  You don’t want me to come just yet so you wait until I loosen up my pussy muscles from their death grip on your cock.

Leaning over me, you wrap your arm around me and using your fingers, massage my clit, feeling its hardness and pulsing between your fingers.  You bite my back with full force, slamming your cock as hard as you can into my pussy.  This sends shockwaves up my spine and sends me to climax, screaming the whole way. 

You release your grip from my back, leaving a bloody ring where your teeth had been.  Whispering in my ear you say,” You are not allowed to cum until I tell you or you will pay a very painful price.”  I agree to this as you ride me harder from behind, pumping as fast as you can.  Twisting your hands in my hair, you pull me toward you using my hair like the handlebars on your motorcycle.  I take my hands and gently tug my nipples, sending myself almost over the climactic edge this time.  “Don’t you dare cum or you will pay the price.”  “Please let me cum,” I beg but you refuse me. 

You decide you want to see my face as I cum so you grab me up from the bent position.  Turning me around you grab my ass hard, slapping each ass cheek almost as hard as you had when you were beating my ass.  You lift me by my ass and set me on the headstone.  You grab me around the neck, applying a slight pressure, while you shove your rock hard, dripping wet cock back into my tight pussy. 

Pushing me back slightly, allowing for easy viewing of the fuck you are giving me, I quickly cum to climax again from the reduced blood flow to my brain.  Again I beg to cum and this time you agree as I shower your cock with more of my wetness.  My eyes roll back in my head, and I scream as best I can through the choking.  This makes you so hard that you almost cum inside me, staving off the climax by mere moments.  This pleasurable pain can’t end so soon.

While you’re still buried inside me, using one hand tugging a nipple ring and the other rubbing my clit with all the roughness your supple fingers can muster, you feel me climax again, feeling yourself throb through it all.  I grab hold of you, wrapping my legs around your waist and arms around your neck.  Getting leverage, I pull myself up on you until I am sitting on your cock.  You grab my ass and carry me to the seat of your motorcycle letting me bounce up and down on your cock at the tempo which I desire.  I bury my face in your neck and give it a gentle bite but change my mind quickly before you hurt me for leaving a mark. 

You lean me over the seat of the motorcycle, only my back touching the seat.  You take over the pace and continue riding me, allowing me to climax one last time. 

You pull out of me and grabbing my hair, force me off the seat of your motorcycle.  On my knees is the position you force me into, pushing me by my hair.  Using my hair you force my mouth open and I gobble up your cock, still dripping wet with my cum. 

Taking a hold of the hair on both sides of my head, you control the depth and speed at which I suck my juices from your dick.  You begin to tense and I can feel the power of what is to cum as you shower the back of my throat with your hot juices.  You shove your dick in as far as you can again, shooting the next shot of hot cum down the back of my throat as well.

You release my hair and I continue to suck your cock, draining it of all its juices.  The last shot of cum doesn’t go to the back of my throat, instead it is shot into my mouth.  I slowly, deeply suck all the juices from your dick.  Once you have begun to soften I release your dick from my mouth, holding it in my hand.  I gently kiss the tip of it and swish your last juices around my mouth, swallowing it like I was sampling a fine wine.

You stand there and let me gently kiss the length of your quickly limping cock, stroking my hair as I tenderly kiss your shaft from tip to balls and back again.  I cup your fully drained balls in my hand and give them a soft squeeze and a gentle kiss.  You feel the urge swelling in you so you must take action before this fuck gets out of hand.

Shoving me away you say,” Now get dressed, I’m late.” I hurry into my clothes, almost putting my shirt on backwards.  You smirk as you do up your pants at this sight of a young girl dressing in front of you.  You start your motorcycle before I’m even fully dressed and shout over the motor, “Get on!” 

Even though my shirt isn’t fully buttoned I straddle the back of the motorcycle.  You drive off in a huff, saying something to me which I fail to hear over the revving of the engine.  You tear out of the cemetery, back on the road less traveled, where we are going unknown to me.

Working Hard???

“I’m outta here!” you say to yourself as you rip the tie from around your neck.  As you undo the first button on your starch white long sleeve dress shirt you take the bag you keep in your office just for a day like to today and slam it down on your desk.  You’ve had enough of people pushing you around for one day, and outside your motorcycle sits waiting for you to take it for a long ride.

 

You finish unbuttoning your shirt and, leaving it hanging off your shoulders, you begin to undo your black trousers when you notice a shadow at your office door.  “Everyone else had left hours ago, who could it be?” you think to yourself as you go to investigate, your pants hanging undone from your waist, the band of your boxers just barely noticeable. 

 

You stick your head out the door of your office and look around.  Seeing no one you call out, “Who’s there?”  There is no answer so you think to yourself, “maybe I was seeing things.”  You go back to changing your clothes, leaving your office door open. 

 

First you remove your shirt exposing the tight muscles of your back.  You roll your neck, feeling the tension as you hear a noise.  You turn around to see me standing in the doorway to your office.  I’m the new girl who you’ve been eyeing from afar all week.  Today you noticed how short my skirt was and wondered if I was wearing thigh highs or not.  You thought you could see the lace once when I bent over but you weren’t sure.  Then you took wagers with the guys about whether I was wearing a thong or nothing at all underneath the cute little black skirt with the slit up the back. 

 

Here I stand in your office door, my shirt undone only enough to tease you with the view of my voluptuous breasts as they overflow my black lace bra.  You notice that I have on a choker, something you had never seen in an office setting before and now you wonder if I put that on just for you. 

 

“I hope you don’t mind but I could help but watch,” I say as you turn around somewhat embarrassed to be caught by a co-worker in such a predicament.  I walk into the office and come up behind you, taking my finger and tracing down your back.  You shudder but I continue on.  My fingers flow smoothly over the flesh of your sides as I wrap my arms around your waist and take my fingers and gently rake the nails across your stomach.  If you had kept your composure before, you couldn’t do it any longer.  You turn around to face me.

 

“On your knees,” you order me.  I comply with your demands but on my way down I remove your pants and boxers.  There you stand, firm naked butt against the edge of your desk, your cock hard pointing at my face.  I look up into your eyes and without you saying a word I know what you demand from me.

 

I take your cock in my hand and begin stroking it, gently at first just wanting to tease you a bit before I complete my assigned task.  Placing your rock hard cock against my soft lips, you let out a little gasp.  This scares you a little, what if someone else sees what you’re doing…who cares, this is every man’s dream.

 

I lick the tip with my tongue as you thrust your hips forward.  Not wanting to ruin a good time, I pull back at your advances.  I go back to work, stroking your cock while using my tongue to moisten it, licking first around the tip, down the full length, and back to the tip.  You thrust forward again and this time I take advantage of the opportunity.  I take you deep into my mouth, and you feel the softness of my lips, roughness of my tongue, and something you weren’t expecting. 

 

You moan loudly as the vibration shakes you to your very core.  You grab the back of my head and force me to take more of you in my mouth as you ride the waves from the vibrating tongue ring.  I pull back a little as I begin to stroke part of your cock with my hand, occasionally fondling your balls.  The tongue ring has you about to climax so I take your cock out of my mouth, getting you to back down, keeping you from cumming this early in our adventure. 

 

I continue to stroke you slowly as I look up into your eyes.  You have your head back, clearly enjoying the pleasure I’m bringing you.  I don’t want this to end too soon so I refuse to pick up the pace.  When I feel your heart has slowed down a little I take you fully into my mouth again and this brings you back to full attention as you grab hold of my hair again, this time not letting go. 

 

You control the pace as I bob up and down on your cock.  Sometimes slow and then suddenly fast.  I can only imagine what it must feel like to have this rock hard cock slamming into my pussy.  I ready myself for the explosion which is about to happen when we hear someone clearing their throat.

 

“Putting in overtime I see,” says the woman standing in the doorway.  We come to a screeching halt, your cock still firmly deep in my mouth.  She is impeccably dressed, wearing a designer named business dress suit all in black.  I recognize her from the picture of her hanging on the wall.  She is the Vice President in charge of Marketing.  Her skirt is short but not quite as short as mine.  Her blouse is only undone to the first button.  Her long blonde hair is tied back in a twist up fashion.

 

“No we are doing this on our own time, now get out!!!” you scream at her.  She doesn’t leave; instead she walks into the room, the sounds of her stilettos clicking angrily across the floor.  “Honey you’re doing him all wrong,” she says as she clears your desk with one sweep of her arms.  She takes you by your shoulders and leans you back over the desk.  She clearly wants you to lie upon it so you do as she demands. 

 

While you make your way onto the desk, she removes her jacket, tossing it into the soft leather chair, now against the wall.  Your attention turns to her as she orders me to close the door to the office.  I do as she says hoping to get into her good graces, and keep this job.

 

“Undo your shirt and lift your skirt up to your waist,” she says as she removes all her clothes but her black stockings, lace garter and shoes.  There she stands, her large breast perfectly rounded, tiny pink nipples hard.  Her legs are long and lean, every muscle defined.  She takes good care of herself.  Her pussy is bare, her lips soft and already moist from the action she saw earlier.

 

She climbs on top of you, straddling your rock hard dick.  Her pussy is tight as you slide into her.  She moans loudly as she begins riding you.  “Get over here,” she demands between moans, pointing at the floor beside your head.  I do as she says, standing next to your head.  She reaches out and grips my breast through its lacy confines.  “Remove them for me.”  I do as she says, taking each of my breasts, one at a time, out of the bra.  They are as you had imagined them.  The nipples are fuller than hers and you notice the tiny rings I have in each.  “Damn, she’s pierced everywhere,” you think to yourself as you turn back to her, riding your cock a little faster and deeper than before. 

 

She grabs one of the rings and gives a little tug.  I groan from the pain that is my pleasure.  She takes her hand and fondles each of my breasts.  Without warning, she grabs your face and forces you to look at me.  “You want her don’t you?  Want to taste her?  Feel her, caress her every inch.” “Yes!!!” you reply. 

 

“Straddle his face and let him eat you out.”  I was surprised but did as she said.  Your tongue rubbed my clit and I moaned loudly.  I almost reached climax from that one motion but you continued on.  She takes her hand and begins to massage my clit while you work on the rest of me.  I cum to climax over and over again, the stimulation being too much for me to handle.  You slurp it all up, enjoying every ounce of my cum.  She licks her fingers as she continues to ride you.  She moans loudly as she begins to tense up, ready to climax.  She lets out a scream as she cums.  You are not ready to climax just yet.

 

She gets down off of the desk and orders me to as well.  “Get up!” she yells at you.  She climbs upon the desk, lies back and says, “Bitch, eat me out.”  I happily oblige.  I start by gently licking and nibbling down her inner tight.  I reach her pussy, dripping wet from all the excitement and bury my face in her soft folds.  I feel her clit harden again, so I suck on it giving an occasional nibble.  “Fuck her!!!” she demands of you and you waste no time.  Burying your cock deep inside me, you thrust as hard as you can.  A stifled moan escapes me.  She is on the verge of climax again as she demands you not to cum until you are told. 

 

She cums again and I lick up every drop of her bounty, cleaning her completely.  She shoves me out of her pussy and gets off the desk.  You are still riding me hard.  She gets on her knees and begins licking where my pussy and your cock meet.  This sends us over the edge.  I cum, covering her face with milky goodness.  You beg her to cum and she tells you no.  I climax again in a matter of seconds but she continues licking us both. 

 

You can’t hold it any longer.  You beg her again and this time she says you can cum.  You give me one last really hard thrust and pull out, showering my ass with your cum.  She waits on her knees and you take your next shot of cum and spray her face with it.  She cleans her face and then gives your dick a little sucking as she cleans every ounce of our fucking off of it.      

 

“Get dressed and take her home,” she tells you as she redresses herself, looking as if she hasn’t done anything.  “Fuck you, I’ll do what I want with her!!!” you tell her.  “See you at home, dear,” she says as opens the door.  “I hope this was a valuable training session.” she says to me as she closes the door.

 

You are nearly dressed in your biker gear when she closes the door.  I’m still covered with your cum bent over the desk.  You grab your handkerchief and wipe the cum from my ass.  I redress myself as you take a seat in the soft leather executive chair and watch.  You like to watch me move, slow and sensuous.  You give your head a little shake as you bring yourself back to the present. 

 

“Ready?,” you say as you open the door.  “Yup, let’s go.”  I say as you shut the door behind me.  “Have you ever ridden on a Harley?,” you ask as the elevator doors open up.  “I haven’t ridden a motorcycle since I was a kid and I’ve never ridden a Harley.”  “Well today is your lucky day,” you say with a mischievous grin as the doors go shut.