It wasn’t a plan, but I expected it to work this way. I had “one day” plans to take my friend for a ride. Her name’s Debbie. Debbie is a beautiful, not beautiful, dirty blonde. She has well sized tipped tipped by some promising bumps.

We agreed to meet at your daughter’s house in Boston, and I took her on my Harley Sportster. We stopped at the bank and then embarked on a journey along the Mohawk Trail. Its a little known secret that the ugly, busy Route 2 becomes a beautiful, picturesque village drive out over Greenfield, MA.

We went to North Adams, stopping at various tourist traps, blowing some hard earned money on a raccoon cap, and postcards.

After a while, we got tired and turned around, and finally we went back to my house after a total of 250 miles. I would like to remind at this point that the passenger seat on my bike is a pillion pad, which after a few kilometers has the size and texture of a thin paper book. She was simply in need of a donkey, which I offered to her.

Well, my ass became adventurous enough, and while she had jeans up, I managed to cover most parts of her back territory. I sat her, and we pampered for a while. I kept her close and kissed her tentatively, testing the waters, as it was. Meet no resistance, I worked on the kiss for a little longer, and then I brought one of my hands to a point near her breast. Sneakily (so I thought) I approached her temptingly tight, kissing her more enthusiastically.

Still not to meet resistance, I arrived at the promised land, and began to massage his breasts. I bravely began to discover what I was massaging, and was happy to find two pink nipples and standups ready for me. I folded and got one in my mouth. No word had been exchanged since I started my ass rubbish, and she just groaned a little and made the sounds satisfied while I coached her.

This type of activity went on for a few more minutes. I finally asked her if she wanted to go upstairs to be more comfortable. He said, “I would like to go upstars with you!”, and he smiled at me. I escorted her to my room. I wanted to have it in my bed, but the frame was on the brink of the collapse, and John was gone on a business trip anyway.

I sat her and we started undressing. This turned out to be very difficult, logistically, since we were dressed to ride on a cool spring day. It was quite fun as we picked up various pieces of boots, long underwear, and finally, panties!

I kissed her again, and after a short nibble on her tits, I entered a comfortable position and looked at her pussy. She had radiated blonde hair, and in retrospective, I think she cut it. Her lips stand out for the right amount, and her clitoris tried to get out of her hiding place. I folded closer and breathed in his perfume. If I could bottle his fragrance, I could pick up a rich man.

I finally approached and tasted it. Now I couldn’t put enough on it and bury my face as much in its contour as I could get. I don’t know how much I spent making love to her, but I never wanted it to end. Every now and then, I’d have a new flood of his juices, enough musky and tangible fluid to drive me crazy again.

Nancy, my cat, chose this moment to interrupt. He wanted attention and caress. It took some push, but I convinced Nancy she should have waited.

Back to my attention to Debbie, I moved lower and buried my nose in her sheath. I decided to try something I barely dared to think about, and I stretched my tongue slowly, and I began to tongue Debbie’s anus. He seemed to enjoy this, and I found out that I liked it too. I became braver, and pushed stronger. My tongue actually came into his asshole, I only tasted a hint of something more fun than I had eaten. However, it was not unpleasant. This certainly surprised me, but as an adventurous soul, I felt it was necessary to try anything that felt this good.

In the end I returned to eat her pussy, and after a little more, she indicated that she wanted to be fucked. I don’t remember if he said that, or he pulled me up his body. Of course, I stopped at her tits back on the road. She didn’t have reticence kissing me, even considering where I was!

Being a little on the nervous side (yes!), I had some difficulty getting difficult at first. I went up to her head and asked her to help her a little, and she started sucking my penis. After a couple of minutes, I heard I was ready and we entered the missionary position. We did not align well enough, and she won a little when we bumped, but after that, I slipped right inside, and it looked like a perfect shape.

After a moment, I started to stroke in and out, trying to move my hips so that to provide the maximum distance traveled for her. Pulling out almost all the way, and then slipping into as much as possible. She became extremely wet. Lubrication was no problem… After a few minutes, I heard her start spasm around my dick, and she made some inconsistent noises. He repeated it one or two times more, and finally I heard that final moment, and I came. I buried my dick so deeply in her as I could, and she flooded her pussy with hot cum scalding. I think we were in the middle of a deep kiss at the time, but all I remember is his pinch and twitching under me.

In the end we arrived more or less, and I suggested that I was far from the past, but unfortunately, he said that he had to meet his mother for shopping. I sadly agreed to let her go.. .

Debbie asked where the bath was, and used it, pissing strong (lewdly?) in the bowl, bringing others, kinkier, thoughts to my mind, but as a gentleman, I helped her dress, (and dressed as well,) and brought her to the city. Thank you. We were still sad… )