I love to ride, to feel the wind wiping though your hair. To feel the hard, leather seat between my legs. Oh yeah I love to ride. My favorite ride was the Harley Davidson, the sleek black leather seats the chrome metal bars I loved it all. But most of all I loved the feel of holding on to the person in front of me, my long legs placed on either sided. Me scooted up until my little pussy rubs against them as we hit ever bump. Oh yeah I love the ride.
By the time I would get off what ever little panties I had decided to wear that day would be drenched with cum from all the intense all the friction of it. I would have to change so I had to always carry an extra pear with me.
How did it happen you ask when did it start, for me it started the day my mom married her third husband.
It was right after the reception, I was outside leaning against the car that my mother and Mr. Perter Knightly would be riding in to go on there honeymoon.
I wanted to give my mother a hug before she left me home alone for two whole week. All right yes I am eighteen years old and I can take care of my self but, my mother has always been there for me and I her.
I had looked up when I heard the nose, coming into the parking lot.
I had always had a thing for motorcycle's, so I smiled as I saw the lone rider pull in. It fades as I see him pulling up toward me.
"Are you the chauffeur" he as without taking his helmet off
"No, I'm just waiting on the bride"
He nods his head
"They married yet"
"Yeah, its over"
"So way are they still in there"
"Pictures"
"Are you apart of the wedding party"
"Not really, just the daughter of the bride"
I could feel his stare, slowly he removes his helmet reviling a head full of sexy black hair that looked as if he just been fuck and the deepest green eyes I have ever seen. and sex is what I thought about when I looked at him.
even with all the black clothing on I could tell he was will built, and vary tell even setting on the bike.
"Your the daughter" he says
"Yeah"
"wow, I mean Perter said she had a daughter but he didn't say that she looked so breathe taking"
I looked away trying not to smile
"You know Perter" I ask
"Yeah I know the devil" he says "I'm his son"
"You'er Eric"
"No the other one"
"Oh, um"
"It's OK I know Perter dosen't talk about me a lot, it's Nick"
I nod
"Nick, yes I remember sorry"
"Like I said he doesn't talk about me much so that's fine, and you're Emily right"
"Yes, I like you bike"
He smiles, damn he looks hot when he smiles
"Do you"
"Yes, I always wanted to ride one"
"You never have"
"No" my head shakes
"Why not"
I shrug
"Just never had the chance"
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Between the Sheets
RomanceTHIS STORY IS RATED R IT IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY (This story contains bad grammar and a lot of misspelled words if you can't read without being rude then don't read at all. I expect help but not rudeness. I do have a life outside of writing and I...