Debbie

It wasn’t really a plan, but I expected it to go like this. I had “one day” plans to bring a friend of mine on a motorcycle ride. Her name is Debbie. Debbie’s a beautiful, not beautiful, dirty blonde. She tipped off beautiful big tits with promising bumps.

We met at her daughter’s house in Boston, and I picked her up at my Harley Sports Star. We stopped at the bank and started a trip across the Mohawk Trail. It’s a secret that the ugly, busy Route 2 becomes a beautiful, picturesque country, riding along Greenfield, MA.

We drove to North Adams, stopped at several tourist traps, made some money on a raccoon hat and postcards.

After a while we got tired and turned around, and finally came back to my house after a total of 250 miles. I have to mention here that the passenger seat on my bike is a trillion path, which after a few kilometers has the dimensions and texture of a thin paperback book. She “rarely” needed an ass-nest I offered her.

Well, my ass rubbing got pretty adventurous, and while she was wearing her jeans, I managed to cover most of her posterior area. I straightened her up and we hugged for a while. I kept her close and kissed her gently, testing the water, as it were. When I had no resistance, I worked on the kiss a little longer, and then took one of my hands to a point at her breasts. Sneakily (so I thought) I sharpened myself closer to her seductively dense boob, while kissing her with more and more enthusiasm.

Still no resistance to meet, I came to the promised land, and began to massage her breast. I began to bravely discover what I massaged, and was happy to find two pink, standup nipples ready for me. I bent over and took one in my mouth. There were no words exchanged since I started rubbing, and she moaned just a little and made happy sounds while I looked after her.

This kind of activity lasted a few minutes. I asked her to go upstairs to be more comfortable. She said, “I would like to go upstairs with you!” and smiled at me. I escorted her to my roommate’s room. I wanted her in my own bed, but the list was about to collapse, and John was still on a business trip.

I put her down and we started undressing. This turned out to be very difficult, logistically, because we were dressed to ride on a cool spring day. It became very funny when we were pulling panties on various pieces of boots, long underwear, and finally!

I kissed her again, and after a little nibble on her tits, I came into a comfortable position and looked at her pussy. She had little blond hair, and afterwards, I think she cut it. Her lips stood out, and her clit tried to stab herself out of his hiding place. I bowed closer and breathed in her scent. If I could drink her scent, I could send a rich man to retire.

I finally tasted her. Now I couldn’t get enough and buried my face as deep in her crotch as I could get. I don’t know how long I made love to her, but I didn’t want it to end. Occasionally I got a new flood of her juices, just enough musky, spicy liquid to drive me crazy again.

Nancy, my cat, chose this moment to interrupt. She wanted attention and pet. Nancy had to wait.

When I gave Debbie my attention, I went further down and buried my nose in her scabbard. I decided to try something I barely dared to think about, and slowly expand my tongue, and began to tongue Debbie’s anus. She seemed to enjoy this, and I liked doing it, too. I got braver, pushed harder. My tongue came in her asshole, I tasted something more musky than what I had eaten. Still, it wasn’t unpleasant. This certainly surprised me, but as an adventurous soul I found it my duty to try everything that felt so good.

Eventually I came back to eat her pussy, and after a little longer, she indicated she wanted to be fucked. I don’t know if she said that or if she pulled me on her body. Of course I stopped by her tits on my way up. She had no restraint to kiss me, even seeing where I’d been!

Being a bit nervous (yes!), I had some trouble getting hard at first. I climbed to her head and asked her to help a little bit, and she started sucking my penis. After a few minutes, I felt I was ready, and we got into the mission position. We didn’t get in line well, and she blinked a bit when we bumped, but then I slipped right in, and it felt like a perfect fit.

After a moment I started to beat in and out, my hips tried to move so that she got the maximum distance travelled for her. Almost take it all off, and then slide in as deep as possible. She got extremely wet. Lubricant was no problem… After a few minutes, I felt she started cramping around my dick, and she made some incoherent noises. She repeated this once or twice more, and I finally felt that last moment, and came. I buried my dick in her as deep as I could, and flooded her pussy with boiling hot sperm. I think we’re in the middle of a deep kiss at the time, but all I can remember is squeezing her and shaking under me.

We finally came to a little bit, and I suggested I was far from spent, but unfortunately, she said she’d meet her mother to go shopping. Unfortunately, I let her go…

Debbie asked where the bathroom was, and made use of it, peed loudly (empty?) in the bowl, brought other, kinkier, thoughts into my mind, but as a gentleman, I helped her dress, (and dressed as well) and drove her into town. (In the car, thank you… We were both still painful …)