Madison's First Motorcycle Ride

There I was, minding my own business, drinking a non-alcoholic beer at a bar on a good, winding road in the Kentucky hills. I don't mix alcohol and motorcycling, period. I've had a couple of guys give me a hard time about that. One time I let them spin me up and I told them what I was actually thinking -- if you can drink and ride, then you must ride like a fucking pussy. That didn't end well. Good thing I was in front or that asshole would have taken me out when he low sided in that curve. I wasn't even pushing it. No-skills poser. The chicken strips on his tires should have told me he was all talk.

So when I felt the tap on my shoulder I reminded myself not to let anyone spin me up. All my worries vanished when I heard "um, excuse me." That was not a voice I needed to be worried about. I set my near beer down and turned around on my stool. The guy was a bit taller than me, but my impression was confirmed. This was not a guy who was going to give me any trouble.

"Yeah?"

"You're a motorcyclist, right? Is that your bike out front?"

I gave him my best sarcastic stare. I mean, my leather vest had a huge Indian motorcycle patch on the back, I had a couple of Sturgis patches, there was HELMET sitting next to me on the bar. Oh well, you gotta break the ice somehow. I just stared.

"It can carry a passenger, can't it?"

"It's got the seat for it, yes." I gave him my best deadpan answer, with "fuck off and leave me alone" right between the lines. Well, between the line. If he dragged this out there wasn't going to be any reading between the lines required

"My wife has always wanted to get a ride on a motorcycle." He gestured toward his table, and I have to say my jaw dropped. His wife was gorgeous. I mean, where does an obviously gutless dweeb like him get a wife who looks like her? Bet he's rich.

"And?"

"I was hoping you could take her for a ride."

"Seriously? You want me to ride your wife?"

I wouldn't tell if he missed the change in phrasing.

"It would really make her happy."

"And you'd do anything to make her happy?" I said, standing up to face him. He was taller, but I knew I had more in me than he did, in more ways than one. I was quite a bit broader, for one thing. "You know what you're giving her permission to do, right?" I put all the condescension I could into the question.

Now he looked nervous. "Uh, yes. I'd like her to get a ride."

I chuckled. "She might just get a ride... Introduce us."

We walked up to their table. She sat there with an awkward smile on her face, and gorgeous, wavy auburn hair spilling over her shoulders. She had a lightly tanned, very smooth complexion, pretty eyes, and a pair of lips that would give a monk ideas. She had perfect breasts; B cup, maybe C, and you could just tell the bra wasn't really about support -- they didn't need it. I wondered what her areola looked like. I wasn't too subtle about taking in the sights along her neckline.

"Sorry, I don't know your name."

"Mike"

"Mike, this is my wife. You can call her Sandy."

I ignored him. "Call you? What's your real name? I've got no time for bullshit."

"Madison." she said, looking up from underneath some amazing eyelashes. Her eyes flicked back and forth from her husband to me. Had they agreed on a fake name? What the hell?

"Hi Madison, your husband tells me you'd like to go for a ride."

Excitement broke through her shyness a bit. "Oh yes, that would be great -- I've always wanted to take a ride on a motorcycle."

"You ride my bike, you do what I say. Understand? A bad passenger is dangerous, and I need you to obey me no matter what."

"Okay."

"You good with this? You sure? Tell your wife to obey me."

"Sweetie, you need to obey him. I want you to be safe."

"I will -- I'll listen."

"How long will you be gone?" he asked.

"No idea, depends on how much fun we're having."

"Okay."

I walked around and helped Madison to her feet. I made sure he saw me feel her ass. She shuddered, but didn't pull away. This might be fun.

I walked her back to the bar and got my helmet. I threw a few bills on the bar next to the bottle, and ushered her out of the bar, ignoring hubby completely.

"So he doesn't ride?" It was obvious, but I wanted to see how she'd react.

"No, he's always wanted to but he's afraid."

"Sad. Life's too short to let fear stop you." I gave her ass a squeeze as I said it. She began breathing more deeply.

"So he needs me to help out. Does he need any more help, with anything else?" Her eyes flicked back up to mine. I saw some curiosity.

"You know what it costs to get a ride on a guy's bike, right? Gas, grass or ass. And I've got a full tank."

"So grass? I don't --"

"Neither do I. Never touch the stuff, I like my brain too much" I said, lifting my helmet.

"So..."

"Yep, I'm going to need your ass." I gave it another squeeze, then laughed a bit, just to make her wonder how serious I was. "You're pretty hot." I spun her around to get a full view, now that she was standing. Nice legs, in tight leggings. I caught a hint of cameltoe, which I always love seeing. I finished the spin with a quick brush of the back of my hand across her breasts. Firm and amazing. Her eyes got big, and she caught her breath, then panted. Holy shit, was she as horny as that made it seem?

A few steps later we were at my bike. It had a passenger seat, but no backrest. I had a half helmet tucked in one of the bags, and I got it out. I turned her around, which made no sense from a helmet standpoint, but it let me press myself against her ass as I set the helmet on her and adjusted the chin strap. Her ass was even firmer than her breasts. When I was done with the strap I let my hands fall, slowly brushing them over the tips of her breasts. Her nipples responded, firming up in very visible fashion.

I gave her some instructions -- never get on until I'm already on, and I tell you I'm ready. Same for getting off -- you only get off with permission. I smirked as she told me she understood. "We're going to lean over in the turns. Do whatever I do; keep your torso pressed against mine, and just mimic whatever I do. Especially in parking lots. When we're going slow, that's the riskiest time. Ninety miles an hour is a cinch -- ten miles an hour is much less stable. Never shift or wiggle or move while we're going really slow. Keep your arms around my waist and your feet on the pegs. Boots, good. Laces can get snagged. So, do you understand? Are you going to obey?"

"I understand -- yes."

I got on my bike and started it up. I double checked that I was in neutral, and hit the foot brake to lock the bike in place. "Okay, get on."

Madison put her hand on my shoulder and swung her leg over the bike, sporting a huge grin.

"Ready babe?"

"Am I a biker babe now?"

"Not yet toots. Soon. So you ready?"

"Yes."

"Good -- remember, obey my instructions and do what I do."

I lifted the bike off the kickstand and held us upright for a minute, waiting to see if she's shift or do anything I told her not to. This was a fun adventure, teasing a married woman, but getting out on the road is serious business. She listened well. I put it in gear, and took off -- a bit quicker than I usually would with a cold engine. It had the desired effect. She gripped me tightly, pressing her breasts into my back. I crossed the parking lot, and pulled out onto the road. It was a hilly area, so you were lucky to find a half mile of straight road. We were out of sight of the bar almost immediately. When we were up to speed, I took my left hand and reached back, running my hand along the inside of her thigh, right up to her crotch. She gasped, and I rubbed. Well, really all I had to do was hold a fist between her and the seat, transmitting the bike's vibrations to her pussy. I listened to her breathing grow deeper, then panting, then she began to moan.

That was my cue. I found a wider spot on the shoulder, pulled off, and put down the kickstand. I turned around and put my hand down her tights, discovering that she had a light patch of fur but no panties. I went right for her clit, and she gasped. She started moving her hips.

"Having a good ride?" I asked her as my other hand found her nipples. It was hard to maneuver with both of us wearing half helmets, but I got my mouth to her neck and kissed it, hard. She screamed and orgasmed on my fingers. I plunged into her wet body as she rode out her climax. She really needed some adventure, and I had a few days.

As she ground out the end of her orgasm, I whispered in her ear. "You have a choice -- go back now, or spend the next few days riding, and fucking. Make your choice. Now." I kept fingering, muddying her mind with the pleasure my body was giving hers.

"Call him and tell him you'll be back in a few days."

Madison started at me. "What's it gonna be toots?" I gave her breast a squeeze and she shuddered. She was obviously loving this. Had he ever seen his wife this turned on? I got my answer as she pulled out her phone.

"Baby, I'll be back in a few days." I reached out and hit the speaker button.

"What? A few DAYS? Where are you going?"

"Wherever Mike takes me."

"And believe me, I'm going to take her." I said, in a voice dripping with obvious intent. "She needs it. Tell her to obey me -- again."

"What? Are you --"

"Yes, I'm going to give her a weekend like she's never imagined. But she needs it. Now tell her to obey -- NOW!"

"Honey, you need to obey him" came the whispered voice.

"Madison, tell him what I just did."

"He -- he fingered me and I came."

"WHAT?!?"

"See you dude." I hit the button to hang up the call.

"Now, I made you cum -- next stop you return the favor. Let's go." Madison's eyes were huge, staring at me as she processed everything that had just happened.

I got back on the bike. I nodded to tell Madison I was ready. When she started to swing her leg over the bike, I stopped her.

"Hang on. Lose the bra."

"What? I like this --"

"OBEY ME. Lose the bra."

She stared for a moment, then pulled her shirt up. She couldn't get it over the helmet, so she bundled it around her neck and reached behind her back. It really was a pretty bra. She released the clasp, pulled it forward, and released her breasts. I grabbed the bra and threw it behind her.

"Nice -- very nice. Hang on, don't move."

She put her hands over her breasts. I took her arm, spun her around and gave her a good smack on her ass.

"You aren't used to a man who expects obedience, are you? Well you need to learn fast. Now show me those tits!"

She panted from the sting on her ass, but she turned around and put her hands under her breasts, presenting them to me, looking up from under her eyelashes.

"That's better." I got out my phone and took a few pictures. "Okay, pull your shirt down and let's get going."

She was learning fast. She got on when I told her it was okay, and off we went. I was heading for a big nearby park with lots of empty roads. Good, curvy roads. I gave her a few hours' education in riding, starting with gentle leans and smooth, gradual throttle application. As the miles rolled by, the road grew more twisty. I started leaning the bike more, giving it a bit more throttle just past the apex. She held on tight and did a great job of obeying my instructions on how to be a good passenger. After several miles of great roads at an athletic pace, I slowed. There was a good overlook coming up. A patch of trees had been cleared to show visitors the valley below. But the trees around the clearing were thick.

I rolled to a stop in the parking lot, put down the kickstand, and told Madison she could get off. I turned off the bike and helped her take her helmet off. I clipped our helmets to the handlebar, then led her over to the overlook. When we got close, though, I changed direction, moving into the trees. She looked up at me. "Where are we going?"

"It's my turn" I said, putting my hands on her shoulders. She stared up at me as she allowed me to guide her to her knees. I unbuckled my belt and pushed down my pants. My dick sprang out right in front of her face. "You know what to do."

She bit her lip and nodded, transfixed by the strangers' erection just inches from her face. I put my hand on her head and guided her to my rod. After a moment's hesitation I felt her lips close around my knob. She took a few tentative sucks, then I began moving myself in and out of her mouth. After a few minutes I let her take over, and she bobbed on my erection. I got my phone and took a few pictures. "Look up at me." She was shocked to see what I was doing, but she didn't pause. I smiled -- she was learning. But she needed to learn. She was clearly not very experienced at giving head. I let her practice for a bit, then put my hand on her head and started to really use her mouth.

"Hey -- watch those teeth!"

"Mm-kmmph"

"And don't spill a drop -- here it comes!"

"Mmmph?"

I pictured myself teaching her all sorts of new skills, giving her more pleasure than she'd ever experienced it. Time for her to start earning her sexual education. I flexed my legs, pushed myself a bit deeper into her mouth, and unloaded my cum inside her. She squirmed a bit, but I held her head. It was a token show, and her "mmmm" proved it.

"Don't spill a drop. Swallow it all. Oh yeah, that's it. Swallow!" I throbbed as she worked to obey me. She hadn't give much of a blowjob, but at least she finished it properly. Of course, I hadn't given her much choice.

"Was that the first time you've ever swallowed?"

"That was the first time I ever did any of that?"

"That was your first blowjob? Holy shit, where does your husband go to get head?"

"He doesn't. He knows I don't like it. Well, I didn't think I would like it."

"But you did, didn't you?"

"Well.... Yes."

"Good. I'm going to teach you to do it better. Rule one is no teeth, ever. Rule two is always swallow. When I give it to you, you appreciate it."

"My girlfriends say guys like to shoot it all over their face. What about that?"

"Not my thing. I'm teaching you to please me, and you're obeying like hubby told you, right?"

"Right."

"Never let me feel your teeth, ever, and always swallow every drop."

"Yes sir."

"Ah, you're starting to catch on. Take off your clothes."

"Here!?"

"Yes, here -- you were told to obey, you agreed to obey, not stop second guessing me! Strip!"

She quickly pulled off her top. She glanced toward the parking lot, still visible through the trees, and then pushed down her tights. I turned her around and pushed her forward. She braced herself against a tree. I pushed her legs a bit further apart, then ran my fingers between her lips. She was soaking wet.

"You really enjoyed that, didn't you?"

As she started to answer I pushed two fingers into her. Whatever she was going to say was lost in the groan. I leaned over and licked her cheek. I moved and ran my tongue along the valley between her cheeks. I stopped just short of the pink little pucker, and bit her cheek. Then I moved up and sucked on her neck, while rhythmically thrusting the fingers in and out of her body. I reached down and cupped one of her magnificent breasts. When I pinched the nipple, she screamed. I almost had to hold her up as her orgasm rippled out from her pussy, setting her whole body alive with quivering. I kept her going as long as I could. Finally her knees buckled, and she sagged against the base of the tree. She sat there with her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath. I caught some beautiful photos.

When she was herself again, I handed her clothes to her. As she was pulling them back on, I asked her for her husband's number. Her head snapped up, and she opened her mouth. Then she paused, and rattled off the numbers.

"Good, you're learning" I said and kissed her forehead.

She stared at me as I typed the number into chat, then added a couple of photos. First I sent the photo of her at the base of the tree, naked and clearly panting. Then I sent the photo of her mouth wrapped around my dick. Then I closed the app.

We walked out of the trees, and enjoyed the view for a couple of minutes. Just as we were about to leave an older couple pulled up. They asked if we wanted a photo together, and I told them we'd appreciate it. I held her to my side like a loving husband, and I wasn't even surprised when she wrapped her arms around my waist and looked up at me for the photos. Some odd looks prompted me to check, and I saw some light stains on her knees.

We got back on the bike and headed off into the woods. We went another hour before it was time for a gas stop. This bike was good for a bit over 200 miles, and I hadn't had a full tank when we left the bar. I pulled into the station at the intersection and asked her to go in and get us a couple of drinks. I checked my phone and saw that there were replies to the photos I'd sent, but I ignored them. I filled the tank and heard the door to the shop open. I turned and appreciated the beautiful, naive woman walking toward me. Her breasts bounced a bit more without the bra, and watching her legs move in the tights was a pleasure. She handed me my iced tea and I took hers. She gave me a quizzical look until she was I was opening it for her. She took it back with a dazzling smile.

"So how did you end up with him?"

"He's a nice guy. He makes me feel safe."

"Safe? Really? Do you feel safe now?"

She thought for a moment. "Mostly. I mean, this is NOT how I pictured the day playing out, but I trust you. And I know you can... teach me. You're really dangerous, but you're also... you're what I need. I want to see another side of life."

We drank our drinks, threw away the bottles and I started the bike.

"Where to next?" she asked.

"Does it matter?" I answered.

"I guess not. Let's ride."

I chose a road that put a good town about two hours away. This was a great stretch of road. Forests with the occasional lake, very little traffic, lots up twists and turns and climbing and descending. "Not many people get a first ride as good as this one" I thought.

The road straightened a bit and another bike rounded the oncoming turn. I waved as we passed, and he waved back. "That's cool" Madison said into my ear.

"It's your job now. I'll take care of the riding, you take care of the waving."

"Really?" I nodded. "Cool."

She was starting to squirm after a while. She didn't have her riding legs. I thought to myself "She might be -- scratch that, she WILL be sore tomorrow." We passed a sign that said we were still 40 miles from our destination, so I pulled over and told her to get off.

"You need to stretch your legs a bit. Any time you're on a bike for more than an hour or two, change up your position every now and then. You won't get as stiff. No matter how comfortable you are, if you lock yourself in the same place for hours you'll get stiff. Shift forward and backward a bit, move your feet forward or back on the pegs, just change the angles of your joints. But don't do it suddenly. Smoothly and gradually so you don't upset my steering."

"You're a good teacher" she said, batting her eyelashes. I realized she was wondering if this stop was going to involve another intimate lesson. I acted like I'd noticed something on her boot. I walked over, crouched down to look at her boot, and ran my fingers up her leg all the way to her pussy. She gasped as I rubbed it for a minute, then abruptly turned and got back on the bike. I listened to her heavy breathing as I pulled on my helmet.

"Come on, let's ride!"

"O-ohkay." She pulled on her helmet, made sure I was ready, and got on behind me. Off we went.

Everything was great until we were just a few miles from town. An oncoming truck ran wide in a corner, and I had to change my line pretty radically. Madison gripped me tightly, but didn't scream or twist.

"Whew, that was too close! You okay?" I asked, having slowed down after the curve.

"I'm -- I'm fine. Shit. That was scary." She plastered her body against mine.

"You did great though -- hang on tight and let me take care of everything."

"Is that your motto?" she asked with a nervous laugh.

"It is for you baby."

"I'm learning to obey, aren't I?"

"Yes you are, you're doing great."

A few minutes later I spotted a little mom and pop hotel. It was an old building, rather charming. It looked pretty well maintained. I pulled up outside, we got off and went in. The lobby looked clean, and there was a breakfast area. They had rooms, so we checked in. After putting the helmets in the room and verifying that it was clean and nice, we walked to a nearby convenience store. I needed deodorant, and we both needed toothbrushes, toothpaste, and a few other odds and ends. We took our supplies back to the room. When Madison came out of the bathroom, I grabbed her.

I pulled her to myself and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. I cradled her face in my hands as my lips wrestled with hers. I felt her body respond to me, molding her feminine form against mine. I pulled her shirt over her head, then pulled down her pants. Then I remembered I had meant to grab a razor and some cream. Oh well, I'd get a taste now and give her the full treatment after dinner.

I pushed her back on the bed and she instinctively covered herself, cradling her breasts in one arm and covering her pussy with the other hand. I gave her 'the look' and sad "Come on Maddie."

She closed her eyes and slowly moved her hands. She was laying naked before me. I knelt and gently pushed on the inside of her knees. Her lightly furred slit opened, and I saw the pink of her insides framed by glistening little lips. It was a beautiful sight. I kissed the inside of her thigh, and she took a deep breath. I began kissing upward, working toward her weeping womanhood. Her breathing grew deeper and louder until I placed a soft kiss directly on her lips. She gasped. I ran my tongue up between her lips, parting them slightly. She gasped again. I did it again, but pushed deeper between her lips at the top, finding her clit. She convulsed and quivered.

"Do you like that?"

"Fuck yes. Please don't stop. Please!"

I chuckled and did it again. Then I swirled my tongue around her clit. I reached up and ran my fingers through the light fuzz. I grabbed a little bit of her hair and pulled gently as I licked. Then I moved my fingers down to verify what I already knew. She was sopping wet. I pushed one finger in, then pulled out and stood up. She stared at my bobbing erection, waiting to see what I'd do. I licked my lips, tasting her on my mouth. I moved up and kissed her, quickly so she wouldn't have time to think. We'd been kissing for a while when I pulled back just beyond reach of her lips and said "do you taste yourself?"

"Yesssss" she hissed, and stretched up to run her tongue across my lips.

"Good girl" I said, and shifted to run my erection along the length of her lips. I ground against her, and she worked her hips, trying to capture me and draw me into her vagina. I kissed her again as I ground my shaft against her clit. She raised her legs, bringing her opening up to try and bring me inside her. I kissed her, moving my hips to grind us together. Then I grabbed my base and traced the tip of my erection from her clit down to her opening. She was panting and gasping, desperate for penetration.

I stood up, drawing a whimper as I suddenly deprived her of stimulation. I found her phone and told her "check your messages."

She took the phone and looked at me with a mixture of confusion and lust. I watched as she opened it and opened the chat. I started running my dick back along her lips.

"Anything?"

"Yes. He says he loves me and wants me to come home."

I moved down and ran my tongue over her clit.

"Do you love him?" More tongue.

"Yes, I do."

"Good. Do you want me to stop?" I plastered my face against her pussy, rubbing my nose against her mound and tonguing her hole.

"I -- I don't -- aaaahhh!" I was licking deeper now.

"Well? Should I stop? Say the word and I'll stop and take you home." Nevermind that we'd get back to the bar long after midnight. I licked her deeply, reaching up to play with her nipples. Her only response was to moan, and gyrate her hips.

"If you're going to stay, text him back and say 'no.'" She whimpered. I pulled away, but I kept rubbing and fingering her.

"Text him." I kept my fingers working hard. She was desperate, panting and moaning and writhing under me. She was getting close. Just as her breathing grew frantic, I rolled away.

"Oh well, fine." I started gathering clothes.

"Okay, okay!" I watched her fingers move frantically across the screen. She rolled over and raised her ass to me as she typed. I crouched over her, seeing her message. "No, I'm so sorry, I'll make it up to you but we're too far away."

"Where are you?" came the reply.

"A hotel" she answered. I immediately told her "put the phone down" and pushed two fingers inside her. She dropped the phone. I rolled her over and sucked her nipple as my fingers curled inside her. I found her spot, and quivered my fingers on it as I sucked her nipples. She lifted her legs, spreading them as wide as she could as I rewarded her decision with an intense orgasm. Her legs shook as I introduced her to a new way to climax. I was sure she'd never had her g-spot pleasured before. I got a couple of pictures of her splayed out lewdly on the disheveled covers.

"You're obeying very well. Now, get dressed." She was still quivering and writhing as I started to get dressed. "Come on!" I tossed her clothes to her. "Let's go get something to eat." She pulled on her clothes, still a bit dazed from the orgasm. When she was dressed she reached for her phone.

"No, leave it here. You don't need it."

We went down to the lobby. I held her waist the whole way. The clerk recommended a good place a couple of blocks away, and we decided to walk. It was a great evening. I waited a while before saying anything. I wanted to let her think.

"You know, I'm impressed with you Madison."

"Really?"

"Yep. Most people let fear hold them back. You're braver than that, and it's impressive. This is going to be a great weekend."

"I -- thanks. It's an adventure, that's for sure."

We went into the restaurant and got a table. After we ordered some food I sent a couple more photos, ignoring the text messages I'd received in response. I made sure Madison could see what I was doing.

We ate a light dinner, paid the check and were back out in the cool night air. I surprised Madison by not guiding her back toward the hotel. I took her back to the convenience store. I picked out a travel pack of razors and shaving cream, and grabbed a bottle of Wild Turkey.

When we got back to the room I poured us each a glass of the whiskey. "To adventure" I said, and shot the glass of liquor. Madison took a little longer, but I'll give her credit and call it a shot. Then I took the glasses and said "close your eyes."

She closed eyes, standing at the foot of the bed. I walked around her a few times, tracing my fingertips over her body. I ran them over her back, over her collarbone, down her arm, over her ass, over her stomach, and stopped behind her. I tilted her neck to expose the side of her throat, and kissed. I kept kissing as I lifted her top, pulling it up to expose her braless breasts. When the shirt blocked her neck, I tossed it away and crouched behind her, rubbing my face on her cheeks as I pulled her tights down. The stains on her knees made me smile.

When she was naked I laid her back on the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. I returned with a hot wet washcloth, which I laid over her feminine patch of fur.

"Ooh, warm -- what's that for?"

"Besides undressing you, I can only think of one way to make you sexier" I said, as I dispensed some shaving gel into my hand. Madison watched as I removed the washcloth and spread the gel all over the little patch of fur around her pussy.

"Spread your legs as wide as you can and hold still."

I got to work, doing the first pass that always, even with fine hair like hers, clogs the razor after a couple of passes. Madison watched for a while, then laid back and closed her eyes. Having finished the first pass, I gave her another minute with a warm washcloth, then reapplied a thin goat of gel. Now came the fun part. I got even closer for a good view, and started shaving. First I shaved the top outer edges, removing the hair from the sided of her mound. Then I moved down to her lips, shaving the sides, then pulling them open slightly to see if I'd missed any hairs along the edge of each lip. Every stroke of the razor now left a perfectly smooth, bare strip of womanhood. Finally, I moved back up. First I very, very carefully shaved around the top of her slit. Then I shaved the top of her mound, moving up. She was totally bare, more naked than she'd been in her adult life.

I warmed the washcloth again and gave her nude vagina final cleanup. I took a couple of pictures, then knelt between her legs and ran my tongue from the top of her little pinkish-brown pucker all the way up to her mound. I licked every square inch that I had shaved, and didn't find a single hair. Then I got down to business. I ran the tip of my tongue between her lips, just enough to part them. Up and down, up and down, going a tiny bit faster each time. Then I went low and stayed there, running my tip in circles around her opening, nuzzling her with my nose at the same time. The delicious aroma of her arousal overwhelmed the lingering scent of the shaving gel. I moved up, zig-zagging my tongue between her lips, and found her swollen little clit. She gasped when I swirled my tongue around it.

"Has he ever done this for you?"

"N -- no! Oh gosh, no. Don't I taste terrible?"

"Fuck, no. Delicious. Here." I crawled up and kissed her. She pulled away a bit, but realized it was pointless and kissed me back. Soon she was licking my face while thrusting her hips unconsciously. Getting a lover really turned on is one of the great joys of life, and she was hot as a pistol.

I moved back down and began really focusing on her clit. When I gently sucked it, she cried out in pleasure. When I started humming while I sucked, she screamed, lifted her legs, and started grinding herself up into my mouth. I was in no hurry, so I backed off a bit. I went back to tonguing her lips, but I started teasing her opening with my fingertips. She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair. When I started slowly inserting a finger she gripped my hair and pulled me into her.

I moved my tongue back up to her clit. I licked a star pattern all around it, first moving my tongue out from her clit. After a couple of orbits I switched to swiping in toward her clit. I moved back to suckling it like a nipple, and she groaned loudly and deeply. I pushed a second finger inside and began curling them. She screamed. I started humming around her suckled clit, and she thrashed underneath me, consumed in a sudden, violent orgasm. Both her hands were pressing on the back of my head. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy gushed out her arousal as her legs thrashed underneath me. I held on and kept up the stimulation while she rode out her release.

"Holy... wow. That was.... Amazing. I've never felt anything like that before. Wow." Madison lay spread out on the bed. Her disheveled hair screamed sex. I had to get a picture. She saw what I was doing and licked her lips, then played with her nipples. She was starting to pose for me!

"So that was your first time?"

"Oh yeah. That was amazing. Wow. I need to rest."

"Not yet you don't. Spread 'em."

She took a deep breath and opened her legs. I got between her legs and ran my knob between her lips.

"Ready?"

"Does it matter?"

"Probably not" I said, and slowly slid myself into her incredibly wet vagina. She let out a long, deep exhale as she felt me stretch her, claiming her.

"Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh" she chanted.

"Look at me." She stared into my eyes.

"Tell me what you want."

"I want you... inside me."

"I am inside you. What do you want me to DO?"

"... use me."

"Say fuck."

"Um.... Fuck" she said quietly. I flexed inside her.

"What do you want me to do?" I flexed again in time with the last word.

"Fuck me. Fuck me!"

"You're a married woman. Should you be asking me to fuck you?"

"I don't care, move that penis!"

"Dick. Cock."

"Move that cock! Please just fuck me!"

I slammed myself into her, going right to the root in one thrust. She moaned her approval and wrapped her legs around me as I invaded her body. I gave her a few thrusts and said "how does it look?" She curled her torso so she could see me entering her. "Holy fuck that's hot. Take a picture." I got the phone, leaned back and got a good, clear photo of my shaft entering her shaved, bare pussy. After a few more strokes I pulled out. She whimpered.

"What are you doing? Don't stop fucking me!"

"Turn over."

"What? Show me." She rolled onto her stomach.

I pulled up her hips, then lifted her shoulders so she was ready for me to mount her.

"What are you going to do? Aaaaahhhh" she said as I showed her what I was going to do. I slid myself all the way into her, and then pulled back out. I started giving her short, rapid half strokes, then intermittently gave her a thrust so hard and deep it lifted her knees off the mattress. I got a picture of myself all the way inside her, with just a very short length visible outside her.

She started pushing back against me after just a few quick, shallow strokes. She wanted as much of me as she could get. I reached around and grabbed a breast, massaging and stroking it as I filled her body with manhood. I pulled out entirely and sat back on my heels. She groaned out her protest and pushed back, seeking me, twisting her neck to see. She reached back, found me, and guided herself onto my erection. I settled back and let her do the work for a while. She bobbed her hips up and down on my rod, moaning in pleasure. I ran my hands over her cheeks, appreciating the smooth skin over taut muscles. My thumbs brushed against her button now and then, earning an especially loud moan.

"Freeze." She froze. "Good girl. Roll over." She pulled herself off of me and rolled onto her back. I gently guided her legs back, wondering how flexible she was. If this worked, it would also give her a fantastic view. We went slowly, but soon her legs were behind her head. I rewarded her with a good clit licking. I slid two of my fingers into her, lubing them with her abundant fluids. Then I pulled my fingers out, separated them a bit, and got ready. My middle finger gently pressed against her rosebud as I intensified the tongue pressure on her clit. After a few minutes I very slowly backed my mouth up, keeping my fingers still. She didn't hesitate as her actions forced my finger into her virginal rectum.

I locked my lips around her clit and hummed, curling the pink finger, but being very gentle with the other. She squealed and orgasmed. I continued humming, being as consistent as I could while she rode out her release. She ran her fingers through her hair as she worked her body against my face and fingers. As she was finishing I slowly removed my fingers, then took away my tongue.

I moved up and kissed her as I thrust myself deeply into her. I gave her several deep, hard strokes.

"Do you want to see?"

"Mm, yes." She curled her body up and got a great look at my wet shaft splitting her open, filling her with the hard heat of my erection.

"Do you want to watch while I cream in you?"

"No one -- I've never had a man cum in me without a condom."

"Seriously? Not even your husband?"

"He's the only one I've ever been with."

I thrust deep into her and held myself there. "So I was the first to feed you a mouthful, the first to lick you, and now I'm going to be the first to cum in your bare pussy?"

"Which you shaved. I love how it feels. Now please, do it -- shoot your sperm in me!"

I kissed her and resumed pumping deep inside her. Then I realized I was blocking her view.

"Watch." I supported her head, and began thrusting even harder and deeper. I extended my legs so I was doing push-ups with my hips. I flexed my legs, making my dick swell even more. I felt the rush start. "Feel your first load. I'm going to fill you up. Tell me you want it."

"I want it! Please, I want it! Fill me!"

I stopped holding back, and felt the rush of the first jet of cum to ever bathe her insides. I looked straight into her eyes as my dick throbbed streams of me into her. "I'm your first. You haven't really fucked until you've taken a bare load. Right?"

"Yes, oh yes, oh, fill me UP!"

I concentrated, flexed, and did everything I could to make her first creampie the best it could be. It sure felt good from my side, I can tell you that. Madison stared, and I watched too as I throbbed and pulsed inside her body. When I finished I eased myself down on top of her, feeling our bodies joined, still inside her, but also with much more skin to skin contact. It felt wonderful. She locked her legs around me, keeping me inside her, drawing out the experience.

"Do you feel it?"

"Yes -- I feel you inside me. It feels so warm, so creamy."

"You love it, don't you? Now it's time to say thank you."

"Thank you -- thank you so much!"

"Not quite what I meant. Stay on your back." I got out from between her legs, moved up and put my semi-hard dick to her lips. She looked up at me, and slowly slid her mouth onto me, sucking and licking to clean me and claim more of our fluids.

"Does it taste good?"

"Yes -- it tastes like lust. Like uncontrollable desire?"

"Do you have uncontrollable desires?" I asked, stroking her breast.

"A week ago -- hell, 24 hours ago -- I'd have said no. I never understood it when women said irresistible, or they couldn't help it. But now? Yes, absolutely. Absolutely."

"Well, that's good news. I'm having fun. There's more to come."

"Is there? You have more to teach me?"

"I do. But now we need some rest. No, don't get up. I guess you can roll onto your side if you need to, but say on the bed. You've got my load inside you from your first real sex. Keep it inside as long as you can."

"Mmm, yes sir. I want to keep it inside me."

"Okay, now move over, I'm tired."

I got in bed and she put her head on my chest. I was almost asleep when I remembered to send a couple of pictures. I chose two of the best, showing her shaved and being penetrated. I ignored the texts, and was asleep in minutes.

I slept like a rock. It was already light outside when I woke to a warm, wet feeling on my erection. I kept my eyes closed for a while, enjoying her efforts and seeing if she'd really learned to watch those teeth. After a while I ran my fingers through her hair.

"Good girl, you're learning."

"Thank you. Is this a good way to earn lessons?"

"Yes it is. You're a good student. Keep going, unless you'd rather have my morning load somewhere else."

She sucked a bit longer, then took a break to ask "like where?" She didn't even wait for my answer before taking me back into her mouth. She bobbed while I explained.

"Some guys like to shoot their load on a woman's face, or breasts, or pussy, or ass."

She stopped sucking long enough for a single syllable. "You?"

"It can look sexy, but the prettier she is the harder it is for me to not to force myself as deep as possible when the time comes. So you know what to expect when I'm fucking you, no matter where I'm fucking you. But right now, you're doing the work. And this is your education we're talking about here, since you're practically a virgin. So do whatever you want, beautiful."

"Mmm, you're so good to me -- really, I'm amazed. I don't think my husband can teach me what you can, and you're doing an amazing job."

"Isn't he any good?"

"Well, he thinks he is, but all we ever do is -- listen, can I just suck you?"

"Absolutely. Swirl your tongue when you're near the top, okay? Ahhhhh."

She was already improving. I let her work, enjoying the feeling. It was almost like being back in high school again, letting a girlfriend get her first experience sucking me off. Her eagerness made up for the poor technique -- for now.

I let her know when I was getting close. She pulled me out of her mouth and used both hands to continue to work my dick, aiming it at her face. Then at the last moment -- was she learning that fast, or did she get lucky? -- she took me back in her mouth. I throbbed and surged, feeding her as she sucked. She was learning fast. She didn't spill a drop, and I felt a lot of her tongue and none of her teeth. When I finished flexing and gasping, I laid back for a second.

"Changed your mind?"

"Yeah, I decided you should get what you want. Gotta earn my education, right?"

"Works for me, no question about that!"

She smiled, and gave me a kiss before hopping up and heading to the bathroom. I followed. We brushed our teeth, took a quicky shower that turned into a soapy, handsy adventure, and then got out and dried off. We got back into our clothes. One of the nice things about minimalist motorcycling trips is you don't waste time wondering what to wear.

We found coffee in the lobby, but it was awful. We walked a block or two down the street. Madison thought she'd seen a closed coffee shop on the way to dinner. She was right. We sat in the spring sunshine, enjoying some good coffee and talking about the ride. She'd enjoyed that almost as much as our other activities. I told her she was a good passenger, and all she needed to do was what she was doing already. She was learning a LOT of new skills this weekend.

When the coffees were done, we headed back to the hotel. We got our helmets, checked out, and we were back on the bike. I like to start the day with a full tank, so the next stop was a gas station, even though we didn't need much.

I got on the bike, then Madison, just like I'd taught her. She was putting on her own helmet now too. We headed off without a particular destination in mind. It's a great way to ride -- you've got all day, you'll probably be home tomorrow, so there's tons of flexibility. If you know an area well you can fly by the seat of your pants and make a bit triangle, never stressing over navigation too much. We'd gone sort of southeast yesterday, so we'd go northward today. That meant we'd keep the sun out of our eyes most of the day, and we'd have the sun at our backs as we headed toward home in the morning.

We'd been on a bike just over an hour, a bit cold in the crisp morning air, when we crossed a bridge. It spanned a river in a deep valley. I'd missed an overlook on our side of the road, but I saw one on the other side. There wasn't much oncoming traffic, so the left turn was not tough to time. The overview was a little bit away from the road. There was a thick belt of trees separating it from the southbound traffic.

I pulled into the parking lot. There was one other couple enjoying the view. I parked the bike, and Madison got off. We took off our helmets and put them on the seat. We walked over to the railing and took in the view of the trees, the river, the bridge, and the blue sky. It was a postcard scene. We walked the length of the railing, exchanging a few polite pleasantries with the other couple. They were taking pictures, and I offered to take one of the two of them. They happily accepted, and I took my usual mix of portrait, landscape, close up and wide angle. They were really happy with them when I returned the phone.

"How about you two?"

"Sure, thanks!" I handed him my phone. Madison wrapped her arms around me, and I smiled at the lens on the phone. He took a few shots, not as many as I usually do, but then again maybe I go a bit overboard. He handed the phone back, and I checked them out. Madison was looking up at me in every one of them, and the look on her face was hard to mistake. Real admiration, real affection. Holy shit.

I texted one of them.

Then I wandered a bit because it looked like the other couple was getting ready to leave. Madison just took her cues from me, enjoying the view and the beautiful weather. When the tail lights disappeared into the trees, I pulled her to me and kissed her, deeply. I tugged at the bottom of her shirt, and she caught her breath, but raised her arms.

"There, now the view is even better" I said, and bent over to suck on her nipple. She was nervous, but also excited. Her chest heaved, making it harder to give her nipples the attention they needed. She squealed when I started tugging at the waist of her leggings. Soon she was completely naked except for her shoes. She fought the urge to cover herself with her hands, knowing I wouldn't have stripped her if I wanted her covered.

"Go pose by the railing."

She walked over and put her elbows on the railing. She was bent at the waist, with her face cradled in her hands, turning to look at me with a nervous smile. I took a picture.

"Good girl. Now follow me." I posed her on the bike, and took a couple more pictures. There were some with her sitting on the bike like she was riding it, some bent over at the waist grabbing one end of the handlebars, and one sitting backwards with her legs out to either side. Glorious. I bent her over her seat, dropped my pants and slid inside her. She was wet and tight, and she held on to one of her footpegs as I fucked her.

Then I heard an engine. Another motorcycle was coming. Hope he's cool.

The bike was loud, so we heard it for a couple of minutes before we saw it. He rolled into the parking lot, and parked where I could see him, five or six spaces away. He got off and immediately stared. He almost forgot to put the kickstand down. I sized him up; he was totally focused on our mating, but he wasn't going to be a threat.

"Wow that's hot. Don't see that every day."

"No kidding."

"Looks like she's a good bitch."

"Hey, watch it. Show some respect."

"Sorry, didn't mean anything."

"Tell her."

"Sorry ma'am, I wasn't trying -- I didn't mean to be a dick."

"It's -- it's -- okay." It took her a few tries to get the words out; I wasn't going easy on her.

"Listen man, I passed an officer a couple of miles south of here. Not too far away, okay?"

"Oh. Wow -- thanks for letting us know."

I pulled out, hearing protests from Madison. "You'd better get dressed." Since she'd abandoned her bra and panties, it didn't take very long. I gave her a big kiss and told her I was proud of her. She beamed. Since we were decent now, we weren't in a rush. I wished I'd gotten a shot or two of me inside her. Too bad; I sent off a couple of the pictures I had managed to take, and then we mounted up.

We continued on south, and hadn't even gone a mile when we passed the state trooper heading north, with his right turn signal one. I mentally thanked the other rider. We rode on, Madison gripping my waist tightly, holding herself close. I was really starting to enjoy that. I'd ridden with a passenger before, but she was a good one. A passenger can upset the balance of the bike, they can distract you by knocking her helmet against yours, there are lots of ways to be a less than ideal passenger. Madison was pretty darned close to ideal. And sexy as hell, too.

"Hey, thank you!"

"For what?"

"For not letting that guy... intrude."

"Oh, yeah, of course." Enough said. She gave me an extra squeeze.

"I appreciate it."

We rode on. The main road we were on was getting a little boring, so I turned onto the next side road that looked like it went further up into the hills. It was a good road, with the sort of turns and curves I enjoy, and good pavement most of the time. Fewer tar snakes would have been good, but overall it was a really good road. We saw a sign for a state park ten miles ahead. I decided to stop.

The park was off of our road, six miles to be exact. I took those miles slowly, enjoying the cooler air and the scent of the pine trees. We got into the park and I pulled over at the end of a hiking trail.

"Want to stretch your legs a bit?"

"Sure, that sounds good. Want me to do it naked?"

"Wow, absolutely -- nice of you to offer!"

"Well, I kind of liked it back at the overlook, and it's more private here. And it's such a beautiful day."

"Even more beautiful now" I said, watching her pull off her top.

"And it will make you happy, right?" she asked, staring into my eyes as she ran her fingers through her hair. The motion showed off her breasts to beautiful effect. "Ow!"

"Yeah, I should have warned you, flying hair gets tangled."

"Well, we'll take care of that tonight. Now we need to take a walk." She turned around, bent at the waist, and slowly began to pull down her tights.

"Hold on! Freeze!" It was such a beautiful sight I just had to capture it. I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures, then nodded. Seconds later she was dressed only in her shoes. Good thing she'd worn comfortable shoes to the bar!

I took her clothes and loosely tied them around my waist so we wouldn't have to carry them. Then we started up the trail. It climbed the side of a mountain, but pretty gradually. It wasn't a difficult hike. The mossy slopes began to show some boulders and rocks. Then we heard the sounds of water. We turned a corner and found a beautiful spot with a broad waterfall running down a slope, arcing into the air and filling a pool.

"Hey, I've got an idea."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah -- go sit on that log"

"Oo-kay" she said. You could hear the curiosity in her voice.

"Pose for me."

She struck a few poses, and I got some pictures.

"Come on, relax, get into it." She was really sexy, but I knew she could do even better.

"I am!"

"You can do better. Rub yourself, touch your nipples, that will help you relax."

"Oh, okay." She started to rub. Awkwardly at first, but with some encouragement she really started to get into it. I was getting some really sexy photos.

"Put a finger in."

"Oh -- oh -- ohkay" she panted. She was laying back now, with her legs spread. She was really going at it now, pinching her nipples, fingering her pussy and panting with need. I put down the phone for a moment and went up to suck her nipples.

"You like this, don't you?" I whispered. "You like being naked outdoors, in public."

"Mmmmm, I guess I do."

"Anyone could walk by and see you right now."

"Oh yes, they could!"

"Don't worry, I'll protect you."

"Oooh, yes, you will."

"Did you like it when I was fucking you and we were being watched?"

"Oh fuck yes. After I knew you'd protect me."

"You're mine. Of course I'll protect you. Now obey me -- cum for me."

She arced her back. I sucked one nipple and pinched the other. Her hands worked frantically between her legs, and then she began to orgasm. She almost fell off the log, but I held her in place, doing my best to support her and continue working her nipples. When she was laying still, and well balanced on the log, I backed off and got a couple more pictures. It was obvious that she'd just had an orgasm.

"Are you going to -- fuck me?" she asked.

"Later baby" I chuckled.

"Awww."

"Here, how about this?" I pulled out my cock and brought it near her face. Her eyes lit up and she took me into her mouth. As her saliva coated my rod, she gave me a funny look.

"You taste yourself, don't you? Remember, I was in your pussy an hour or two ago. You're tasting our sex. You're tasting our public fucking."

She moaned around my dick and pulled me as deep as she could.

"Good girl. You're getting better at that. But you're going to have to wait for your next load. We didn't have breakfast and I'm getting hungry."

"Yes sir" she panted. I could tell she was disappointed, but I was also learning that she liked me being in charge. So I gave her another "good girl" and helped her up.

"One last photo?" she asked, posing with one leg curved in front of the other and her arms stretched over her head.

I smiled, and took several.

The walk back always takes less time, especially if its downhill. As we got close to the parking lot I could tell Madison was curious about when I'd give her her clothes back. She didn't ask, though, or hesitate when we walked right into the parking lot. I think part of her was disappointed that no one else was there. I handed her her clothes and put on my helmet. A minute later the engine was grumbling and the kickstand was up.

It took us almost an hour to find some food. I was really hungry. A mom and pop burger joint in a medium sized town was just what we needed. We ordered, and it took a while, but it was worth it. I was halfway through my burger when Madison said "I want you inside me."

"You naughty thing, you're a married woman."

"I know, but say the word and I'll strip and get on this table right now."

"Hang on." I got out my phone and set it to video. "Now, what were you saying?" I pressed 'record.'

"I'm saying if you tell me to I'll take of my clothes, lay back naked on this table and beg you to fuck me."

"But you're married."

"I know, but the way you fill me and make me cum is just too good for me to care."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying your dick owns me. I'll do anything for you dick, to feel it inside me."

I stopped recording and hit a few keys. It took a while for the video to send.

"So, anything?"

"Yep, anything. I want to learn all I can. Now?"

I chuckled. "Soon. Your next lesson needs a bed. Your next couple of lessons, actually."

"Okay" she said in a pout that wasn't entirely insincere.

I leaned across the table and gave her a kiss, which cheered her up a bit. When we were finished eating we headed back out to the sidewalk. We decided to check out a few shops. A few doors down was a shop with a good selection of t-shirts. I picked one with the name of the park where Madison had stripped. I paid for it, then asked the clerk for a pair of scissors. I held it up to Madison, then cut several inches off the bottom of the tshirt.

I pulled her old shirt off, giving the clerk quite a shock. Then I handed the newly cutoff t-shirt to Madison. She pulled it on, and spun around. When she lifted her arms, you could clearly see the bottoms of her breasts. I took a couple of pictures. I realized I hadn't sent any of the pictures from the park, so I sent one of those and the t-shirt pic. I got an immediate reply -- just "thank you." I chuckled.

When we were back out on the sidewalk I put my arm around Madison. We stopped to look at the display in a window. Madison put her head on my shoulder, and then we heard "excuse me."

We turned, and there were a couple of women a little older than us.

"You two look so cute, can we take your picture?"

"Sure, that would be great." I thought they meant with my phone, but she had her phone up and snapping in seconds. I must have looked surprised.

"Oh, do you want one with your phone?"

"Yes please." I handed it to her.

"Newlyweds?"

"Yes, and I'd do anything for him" Madison said before I could reply. I smiled, and she planted a big kiss on my cheek. Just for fun I picked her up and cradled her in my arms in the classic 'crossing the threshold' pose. She laughed, and slowly kicked her legs. The ladies chuckled, then burst out laughing when one of Madison's breasts worked free of the t-shirt!

"Get it get it get it!" Madison said to the lady holding my phone. She gave us a big grin and took several more while Madison waved her arms, then cradled her breast, making it clear she loved being on display.

I set her down and our friends handed me my phone.

"You're a lucky guy!" one of them told me.

"Nah, I'm the lucky one" Madison answered.

We thanked them, and then continued on down the sidewalk.

"I meant what I told them."

"That you're the lucky one?"

"Well, that and I'd do anything for you."

"You keep saying that; I'm starting to believe you."

"Make me prove it."

I spotted a store.

"Okay. Head back to the bike. I'll meet you there in a few."

"Okay."

She gave me a peck on the cheek and turned around. She was almost skipping as she followed my instructions.

I met up with her a few minutes later.

"Whatcha got there?" she asked, looking at the bag I was carrying.

"You'll see" I said, tucking the bag into one of the bike's saddlebags.

I put my helmet on, so Madison did likewise. I got on, and nodded for her to take her place. We saw the photographer ladies as we rolled out of town, and I felt her move behind me. She told later she'd waved, then flashed them her tit again.

I was looking for small side roads again. I found one, and there was a gas station. I decided to top off. We pulled in, I filled up the tank, and went inside to talk to the clerk for a minute. Ashley was using her old shirt to polish the tank when I came back out.

"Wow, you're hired!"

"Oh, you'll never have to pay me" she answered with a wink.

We got back on and kept heading northish. After fifteen miles or so I took the turn the clerk had told me about. It was six miles to the spot he'd described. I turned and took the tiny little road, and soon found the rest stop by a little bridge. We pulled off, and took off our helmets.

"Don't stop with the helmet; take it all off."

"Shoes too?" she asked, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"No, keep those on." She obeyed, and handed me her few clothes. I tossed them on the seat of the bike.

"Go sit on that bench and close your eyes." I told her. She turned and strutted over to the bench, putting a sassy wiggle in her step. She sat on the bench and closed her eyes. I got my purchase out of the saddlebag, and walked over. I stretched her arms out, then kissed her. She kept her eyes closed the whole time. Perfect. She tilted her head when she felt me handling her wrist. Then her jaw dropped. She'd realized I was tying her to the bench.

Naked.

Outdoors, in public.

She continued to cooperate. When I was done and stepped back, she said "I told you -- anything."

"I'm getting impressed baby. Okay, I'll be back."

She looked scared as I turned and walked back toward the bike. I think she thought I was going to ride away and leave her there. But I put the leftover rope in my saddlebag. Then I turned and walked right past her. She spread her legs for me as I approached. I stroked my fingertips across her breasts as I walked.

She didn't say a word, she just stared at me. In twenty or thirty paces I was in some thick trees. I continued until I was confident she couldn't see me any more, then I circled around through the trees to a spot where I could watch her in comfort, but she couldn't see me. I made sure I could see my bike too. I mean, a guy's got to have priorities. Soon her legs were moving, like she was rubbing her thighs together. A few minutes later I started to hear her talking to herself. I was a bit too far away t make it out clearly, but it sounded like she was telling herself what we'd been doing, how much it turned her on, and what she hoped we do that night. Okay, I wish I could have heard that part.

She'd been doing this for several minutes when I heard a car. So did she; her head whipped around to stare at the road. The engine noises ceased. Then a door slammed, and I heard "holy shit!" I moved quietly out from the trees into a patch of bushes that ran most of the way to the bench. I was about ten feet from the bench when I stopped, still concealed. I would have liked to be here the whole time to listen to her, but it wasn't very comfortable.

"Do you see that?" a male voice yelled.

"Of course I do idiot, I'm not blind. When did this park become pervert central?" a female voice replied.

"Don't act all shocked, I was there at Travis' party."

"Stop it. Wow, she's hot."

"Yeah, she is."

She walked up close to Madison. Madison stared at her. Her body language said aroused, not scared, so I let things continue.

I could see the woman's arm reach out toward Madison. Madison arced her back to meet the touch, and moaned in approval at whatever was being done. The woman's head disappeared from my view. The guy was walking closer, with a tent in his pants.

"Do you like that?" came the female voice. I could see Madison's head moving up and down. Then I started to hear moaning. I could see Madison spreading her legs wider.

"Do you want him to touch you?" came the muffled voice.

"No -- no, just you."

"Are you sure?"

"She's just teasing" said the guy.

"No she's not." I said loudly, rising up out of the bushes. "You're done. She can stay, but you're outta here."

He looked at me in shock. He was a scrawny little thing, out of high school but too young to have a man's muscle mass.

"Go." I walked around the bench, and saw the young woman kneeling between Madison's legs. She looked me up and down and licked her shiny lips. She was clearly as horny as could be from fooling around with Madison's bound, helpless body.

"You can stay" I told her with a smile.

"Love to, but he's my ride" she said. She gave Madison a last kiss, with her fingers busy between her legs. Madison kissed her back, intensely. She kept her legs spread wide for the woman's invading fingers. I managed to snap a couple of pictures before she broke off the kiss, blew me a kiss, and walk off behind the guys stomping back to his car.

"You saved me. Let me reward you!" She was incredibly aroused. I had planned to tease her all day, working up to a big finish this evening, but that wasn't going to happen now. I heard the car's engine start up as I got undressed.

"She was hot, wasn't she?"

"Fuck yes. That was amazing. I'm so helpless, only for your cock, but her fingers, her mouth -- wow!"

"So, what do you want now?"

"Your DICK!" I gave her a big grin, then I gave her what she wanted. I stepped up and stood on the bench, and she took me into her mouth. I put my hand on the back of her head, both because that feels great and to help with my balance. She was bobbing so hard, sucking me so forcefully I was having trouble staying on my feet. After a few minutes of the balancing act and her eager, wet mouth I had to get down.

"Fuck me, please fuck me, I'm helpless, I love it, and you rescued me. Fuck me!"

"You like being helpless don't you?"

"Just for you, just for your cock. Please! Give me that cock!"

I slid down and pulled her body to the edge of the bench. There was just enough slack in the rope. I knelt between those thighs -- in front of them, actually. They were spread too wide to say 'between.' I kissed her as I penetrated her open, dripping cunt. She moaned into my mouth, getting what she'd been desperate for. I pushed deeply inside her, reveling in the tight, hot wetness she was so desperate to give me. So desperate for me to take. She pushed her hips forward, giving me all the access she could.

"Do you believe me now? I'll do anything for your dick. You saved me -- you can have me any time, any way, any where."

I wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her to me, feeling the tension in her arms as I pulled against the rope I'd tied. I was thrusting as deep as I could, my thighs hitting the edge of the bench.

"You love being helpless, don't you? You have no choice but to take my dick."

"I NEED to take your dick! I'm helpless for you whether I'm tied up or not -- I'm your slut, don't you know that by now?"

I grunted as I pounded her, looking down to appreciate the glorious sight of fucking a pussy I'd shaved, and that I'd conquered.

"Please, cum in me -- I need to feel it again! Please!"

I knew there was more on the menu this evening, so I decided not to hold back. I plunged in as deeply as I could and flexed, exploding into her. I held myself deep, holding her and speaking into her ear as I throbbed. "I'm cumming in your married, bound, bare pussy." That set her off, and she screamed as our bodies celebrated together, exploding in consuming passion. I gripped her with my arms, and she gripped me with her wet, rippling pussy.

When we'd both milked all the pleasure we could from each other's bodies, I let go. She sagged against the rope, panting. After a few deep breaths I untied her. As soon as she was free she leaped into my arms. Hers were sore from being restrained, I could tell, but she still wrapped them around me.

"That was amazing. You're amazing. You saved me. You're such a man!"

I didn't question her logic, I just appreciated her attitude. She dropped to her knees, and took me into her mouth. It felt amazing.

"Can't have you getting dressed when you haven't cleaned up" she smiled up at me. I told her to wait, and got my phone for a couple of pictures. Her smile around my shaft was beautiful. I sent a picture of her tied up, and the blowjob picture I'd just taken. I wished I'd gotten one of me inside her, but you can't take 'em all.

We got dressed, tucked the rope in the saddlebag, and helmeted up. I found my way back to the main road, and we continued north. We were both feeling pretty relaxed. In fact, I was thinking I wouldn't mind a nap, which is odd for me. It took another hour of riding before we came to a good-looking town. There was a river just to the east of the town, and a campground that had little cabins.

"Does that look good?" I said over my shoulder?

"Whatever you want, you're the boss" was her cheerful reply.

I pulled in and asked to see one of the cabins. They had a couple that were available. The older lady at the desk walked me over to one and opened it up. It was nicer inside than I'd expected, with a stone fireplace as well. I told her we'd take it.

I pulled the bike over to our cabin and we took our few things inside. I got undressed.

"Again, so soon?" Madison asked with a smile.

"Honestly I need a nap babe."

"Would you like me to wash the bike?"

"You're married, you know -- I can't marry you" I said with a laugh.

"I know, and that's okay I guess. I just feel like if I'm going to ride it, I should help keep it clean."

I grinned. "You've made that pretty clear. No, get naked. I sleep better when there's a gorgeous naked woman in my bed."

She smiled. Then she did a far better strip tease than I expected, given the clothes she had to work with. She crawled into bed and I spooned her, holding a breast in one hand.

I woke up a while later. I'd sprung a boner, possibly because of the soft, beautiful ass rubbing against me.

"Good, you're awake. Is it time for another lesson?"

"Sure, how about a math lesson?"

She looked confused but happy -- she knew this was going somewhere. I guided her onto her back, and swung my leg over her head. She immediately reached out with her mouth, trying to capture my erection in her mouth. I didn't make it difficult for her. I gently showed her that all she had to do was hold still. I moved my dick into her mouth, giving a few gentle probes, and then moved into her throat as my face made contact between her legs.

I put my hips on autopilot, making love to her mouth as I swirled my tongue between her legs. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, holding them open. She was underneath me, open for me, eagerly experiencing two forms of pleasure at once. I could taste her arousal, her sensuous enjoyment of being underneath me. She moaned around my shaft as I tongued her clit. I rubbed her face into her opening, bathing my skin in her liquid arousal. I felt her hands between us, and tried to give her some room to work. She found her nipples and I lashed my tongue at her clit. She came, squirming and moaning underneath me. I pulled my cock halfway out so she could move and follow the orgasmic impulses, never letting my tongue leave her clit.

I kept licking while she moved and moaned and worked out her climax. And I kept right on licking after she finished. She squealed and quivered, but I didn't stop. I changed my technique after a while, sucking her clit and licking the very tip captured between my lips. Then I sucked and hummed, moaning on her hard little bean. She wrapped her arms around me as I began making love to her throat again. I was hard as a rock, but I wasn't too rough with her mouth or throat. I was teaching her, and that takes time. She started moving her head a bit, taking me deeper. She rocked her hips, working her whole body to take me inside her. I shifted and arm and moved my fingers to her wet, open vagina. I ran them around the rim, coating myself in her moisture.

When I pushed two fingers inside her, she had another orgasm. This time I kept moving my hips, gently making love to her mouth as she creamed on my face and my fingers. I kept them moving inside her. Her muffled moans felt amazing on my cock. The vibration of the noises she was trying to make moved up and down my shaft as I pulled back and pushed back inside her mouth.

When I felt the moans stop, she started trying to catch her breath. I rolled off of her, and turned to kiss her nipples.

"Ooo, that feels so good. Are you going to fuck me now?"

"Not yet" I said as I rolled onto my back. I pulled her toward me. She moved to lay on top of me, but I pulled her up, bringing her legs to my head. She was unsure of what to do, so I had to pull her hips down to bring her close enough to my mouth. As soon as she felt the contact she knew what to do. She sighed and lowered herself further. I pressed up, licking, until my neck got tired. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pulled her down.

"Won't I hurt you?"

I angled my head to speak. "No, and if you somehow do I'll let you know. Don't worry about me, I'm loving this!" I moved back into position and set about proving my statement. Madison was hesitant at first, but it didn't take long for the arousal of her recent orgasms to reclaim her. Soon she was grinding on my mouth, riding my tongue and telling me exactly how she felt.

"Fuck that feels so good. I don't know what I love more, your cock or your tongue. Fuck, lick it, oh yeah, right there right there right there don't stop!"

She was like an erotic sports reporter, calling the play by play as I licked and lapped and sucked on the pussy rubbing in my face. She felt me stroking, and twisted to look.

"Fuck it's hot watching you stroke that rod. Do you want me to turn around? Or should I call that hot little thing from the park bench? I think she wanted you too, not just me. Oooooh, that's it, right there!"

Wow, didn't expect that! The thought was almost enough to make me blow my load all over her back, but I had other plans. I reached up and started teasing her nipples as my tongue continued to work her clit. I was patient, taking my time as she rode my face. I was enjoying this as much as she was, so I have no idea how long it was before she began to pant in a way that was becoming pretty familiar.

She came, grinding down, almost breaking my nose. It hurt a bit, but not nearly enough to tempt me to interrupt her. There are orgasms, and there are orgasms. This one was a big one, building on the previous climaxes to take her to an even higher level. I hoped the cabin's separation was enough to keep others from hearing too much as she screamed and cried out in pleasure. After several shocks rocked her body she lost her balance and fell to the side. Her hands went right to her pussy, keeping the shocks coming for as long as she could. It was a wonderful display.

I was laying back, enjoying the show when she shuddered and lay still. She looked over at me. "Mount me. Please."

"Soon, baby. You're almost ready. But I'm hungry. Let's go get something first."

"What? Really? I need your dick!"

"You're going to get it, but you said you'd do anything for me, right?"

"Yes."

"Well right now I need you to wait. Trust me, it will be worth it."

"O-okay. If that's what you want."

"Good girl."

We got dressed and walked outside. There was a sign a block or two away toward the town that looked promising. We ordered drinks, and some mozzarella sticks. Madison ordered a salad. I did too, just to have something to pick at. The mozzarella sticks were good, but I actually wasn't that hungry. This was really about getting a drink or two into her and teasing her. After she finished her first drink I had her move to my side of the booth. I had a hand between her thighs, tickling and rubbing. I brushed against her breast every now and then, and gave her an occasional kiss on the neck. She was a mess by the time the salads came. I ate the grilled steak strips off of mine, and a bit or two of lettuce, but just so I wouldn't need something later. Most of my attention was on the sexy wife sitting beside me.

We didn't bother to look at the desserts. I paid for dinner and Madison practically dragged me out the door and back to our cabin. I took a deep breath -- she wasn't going to like this.

"I'll be right back -- gotta duck out for a minute."

"What!?"

"I won't be long. Trust me." I gave her a kiss that would hopefully hold her over for the ten minutes or so that I needed.

"Fine. Fine. But whatever you're doing, please make it quick."

I would. I dashed out, roared up the street, and was back before she knew it -- I hoped. I was probably successful, because I found her spread out in our bed. One hand was going wild between her spread thighs, and the other was thrusting fingers in and out of her mouth. It was quite a sight.

"Miss me?" I said with a smirk.

"YES! Get over here!"

"Come undress me."

She practically leapt off the bed, pulling at my shirt and dragging down my pants. She forgot about my boots, so she had to back the process up a bit and get them off, but soon I was nude and ready.

I stood and kissed her, running one hand between her legs and making her moan into my mouth. She was incredibly aroused. Perfect. I kept kissing her as I moved her backwards toward the bed. When she felt it against the back of her legs she sat on the edge. I guided her up onto the bed and lay beside, her, running my hands over her body.

"Come on, I need that dick -- please?"

"You'll do anything for me, isn't that what you said?"

"YES! Especially if it means that dick goes into me!"

"Okay, that's good." I slid my fingers into her pussy. She was dripping wet. I sucked her nipple and she gasped. "Please, fuck me!"

I kept going until she was almost out of her mind. Then I rolled her over onto her stomach. She spread her legs before I could even ask. I got behind her and kissed my way down her back, right down the center of her ass. Before she knew it I was tonguing her back door.

"AAAAAH! What -- oh! Wow! Aah!"

"Relax and trust me."

"Okay, okay -- oooh!"

I licked, running my fingers between her pussy lips and then inside her. I pushed my tongue inside her at the same time.

"Are -- are you just going to lick me?"

"No baby. You said you'd do anything."

"I will. I will. Oh fuck. Your dick?"

"That's right." I got some of the lube I'd just bought and spread it around her puckered little hole.

"Oh fuck, what's that? You're really going to do it aren't you? You're going to fuck my butthole."

"Yes I am. And you're going to love it."

"Really? Really?"

"Yep -- I'll tell you the secret. Stay relaxed, and push out."

"Push out?"

"Yes, like you're trying to push something out. That actually helps me go in, very comfortably."

"Okay. Wow. Okay."

"I'm going to use my fingers and lube you up now."

"Okay. Okay. Push out?"

"Push out. There." I slid in one finger, feeling the tight ring grip, then relax. I added some lube and slowly gave her another finger.

"Is that two?" she panted.

"You're doing great. That's two." I slid them in and out, and felt her push, opening herself a bit more.

"Here comes the third. You're doing great." She took a deep breath, and I got the third finger inside her.

"I feel so stretched. So full. I -- I'm -- oooh!"

I slowly pulled my fingers out and lubed up my erection. "Now it's time for the real thing" I said, moving myself into position over her.

"Please be gentle -- please be gentle -- please be ooh!"

She moaned when she felt my knob brush at her ass. When she felt it press between her cheeks, she squealed and wiggled forward.

"I'm too scared -- please? I'm not saying no, I'll do anything for you, but right now I'm too scared. Please fuck my pussy. Fuck my -- cunt!"

I was incredibly aroused and disappointed, but there are lines I won't cross. "You want it in your cunt?"

"Yes, please, I need you to fuck me but I'm too scared for.... Butt."

"Then bend over a bit more, I don't want to make any mistakes."

She understood what I meant, and an instant later her pussy was high in the air, waiting for me to mount her. I rammed myself into her pussy, grabbing her hips and staring at the oiled, puckered little hole above as I pounded her. She chanted "thank you, thank you, thank you thank you thank you" as I ravaged her. I had built myself up over the course of the evening too, but I didn't want to cum too soon. So after a few more thrusts I pulled out and got on my back.

"Come here, sit on it!" I told her. She saw what I meant and impaled herself on my cock. She slammed her pussy down, riding me frantically. So much for prolonging this. I grabbed her hips and thrust up. She fell forward, pressing her breasts against my face. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed down, hard. She worked with me, slamming herself down onto my erection.

"Oh fuck that feels so good. You're so deep. Fuck!"

I wanted her to try being on top, but I wasn't going to just lay there, so I bucked upward, almost like I was trying to launch her off of me. I kept my hands on her shoulders just to be sure. But I didn't last long after all that buildup, and soon I felt the cum rising. I pulled her down and sucked her nipple as my hips sped up, pounding up into her bare body.

"Give me your cum. My pussy needs it. Do it" she encouraged me. I flexed my legs and granted her wish. I flooded her body with my sperm, painting her insides. She pressed herself against me and sighed.

"You're inside me. It feels so warm, I'm so full" she said with deep pleasure.

She kissed my neck, and said "thanks for understanding; I'm not saying no, I just got scared. And I'm even more 'yours' since you listened and didn't force me. You're going to get in there, I promise."

I hugged her, and closed my eyes. The next thing I knew it was morning. I was a bit disappointed; I had meant to keep her busy for as much of the night as possible. I made up for it by sliding behind her and running my morning wood between her legs. She stirred and stretched, capturing me between her thighs. She reached down and her fingertips brushed my protruding knob.

"Oo, good morning! May I have this please?"

"Well, since you asked nicely."

She rolled over and moved to kiss me. "Uh, baby, morning breath..."

"I don't care, I'm going to have very different breath soon!" she said, and kissed me deeply.

She moved down and showed me what she meant, sucking me deeply into her throat on the first dive. Then she laid back and spread her legs. I mounted her.

"Oh, yesssss, that's how you start a day off right" she said as I violated her pussy. "I love how you fuck me."

I lifted one leg over my arm. As I drove my dick in and out of her, she was shifted over, and I was gripping her vertical leg and driving myself into her body. The scissoring position hit her insides in new ways, and she was moaning and grinding. She squeezed her tits, pinching the nipples, and then her other hand worked down and began rubbing her clit.

"Oh fuck that feels so good. Fuck. I was made to be your fuck toy. Fuck me!"

I decided to test the waters. I licked a finger, drenching it in my saliva, then reached down and tickled her ass. I rubbed, then slowly began to slide it in.

"Oh yes baby, you're going to get that ass, soon. Do it -- teach me. You own me, like no one ever has or will."

"When?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Soon. Soon. Just fuck me. Let me know when you're close!"

I figured her request covered my cock and my finger, so I got to work with both. Her hands were busy too, and soon all the stimulation had the inevitable effect. She convulsed, and groaned, and I felt her insides flutter around me as she was pushed over the edge into her orgasm. I kept moving, riding her through her climax. When she was starting to regain her senses I felt her body pulling my own orgasm from me.

"Oh fuck, I'm almost there!"

She immediately pulled away, whipped around, and cradled my balls as she took me deep into her throat. I couldn't control my hips, I was so close to orgasm. She pulled her mouth off me and stared up.

"I promise you're going to fuck my ass."

Then she drove her head down, taking me so deep her nose pressed against my stomach. I groaned, and fed her my orgasm, my erection throbbing as each jet of sperm filled her throat. She didn't stop sucking until I had nothing left to give. I felt like a grape that had become a raisin in the course of ten or fifteen seconds.

I fell back and rested, breathing deeply. Madison gave me a few minutes.

"Well, what's the plan for today?"

I thought about the upcoming week. I would have loved another day of riding, but I couldn't. "I suppose I have to head back."

"Okay. Don't take me back to the bar though -- I want you to ride me right up to my house."

"Sure, I can do that."

"Good. I'm going to go freshen up." She grabbed her phone and disappeared into the bathroom. After a few minutes I heard the shower. She emerged a bit later, toweling off her hair but otherwise free of towels. I smiled, kissed her, and went in to try and clean myself up a bit too.

When I was ready we headed straight out to the bike. We didn't have to wander the town long before we found coffee. The shop also had breakfast sandwiches, so I got a bagel with bacon and cheese and egg. Madison had a muffin.

When the stomachs were full it was time to fill the tank. I noted the route signs on the way to the gas station. We backtracked a block and took a road I knew would take us in the right general direction. Off we went.

It felt great, having my lover on the seat behind me, but the contrast between yesterday morning and today was significant. The last morning's ride is always tinged by the upcoming finish line. Nothing you can do about it. Regular life makes the ride -- and the unexpected, fantastic sex -- even sweeter. Except on that last leg of the ride.

We didn't stop much. There was an overlook I regretted as we swept by -- I didn't appreciated how scenic the spot was until it was in my rear view mirror. Can't hit them all. The roads were good though; fast sweepers that let you lean and hold it for a long time, the occasional slower, sharper turn, and some climbs and descents. Not bad.

We went through the first tank pretty quickly. I didn't want to risk an unplanned walk, so we stopped as soon as the low fuel light came on. While I was filling up, a woman at the next pump looked us over and gave Madison a jealous look. I caught it, grabbed Madison, and gave her a big kiss, holding her and bending her backwards. I put our whole bodies into it. The jealous look gave way to a smile. "Boy, you two look good together. Madison blushed.

When we got close to town, Madison tapped my shoulder and pointed. I got the hint -- she was giving me directions to her house. Their house, actually. She was a pretty good navigator. I only made one wrong turn.

We pulled up, and I put the kickstand down in the driveway. I wasn't going to get off. I didn't plan to linger. She pulled off her helmet and tugged at my arm.

"Come on in!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely. Absolutely. Come on."

Okay, I figured she knew what she was doing. I turned off the bike and took off my helmet, clipping it to the handlebar. Madison had put her helmet in one of the bags already.

We walked in the front door. Madison closed it behind me and said "honey, I'm home!" Holy shit, did this feel weird.

"Great -- I did just what you asked."

"Thanks. See you in a while."

She took my hand and pulled me down the hall. The next thing I knew I was in what was clearly their bedroom.

"Good, he did just what I asked." I looked around; the curtains were closed, letting in just a little light. It was dim and... romantic.

"Come here." She pulled me over by the bed and started undressing me. It was my turn to trust her and go with it. When I was naked, she pulled off her own clothes. She walked over to a chair by her bed -- their bed -- and picked up a pair of high heeled shoes that had been placed there. She bent over, showing me her pussy and ass. It was a breathtaking sight, made even more so when she finished buckling the little straps around her ankles. She stood back up, turned around, and strutted over to me. Not walked, strutted.

"Remember my promise?"

I nodded.

"Time to fuck. My. Ass." She said it loudly, clearly, as if she wanted the whole house to hear her.

"This is my last 'first time.' I want you to do it to me right here, in the bed I sleep in every night. I want to think of this every time I climb into bed from now one. Fuck my ass. Take my anus."

She climbed on the bed, reached for the nightstand, and handed me a bottle. Wow, she'd really prepared. Well, to be more precise, she'd really had HIM prepare. Knowing that sent a surge through my cock. She wanted this so badly she'd explained to him what she needed him to do. And there she was, my weekend lover, bent over on her marital bed. She was rubbing her fingers on her asshole. They were shiny and slick with the lube she was applying. The lube she was inserting. The lube that was now coating her bowels. She reached back, waving her hands.

I moved forward so she could reach me. Her slick hands coated my rod. It was already rock hard, and she loved it.

"Ooh, you're so hard. You really want my ass, don't you? I do too; I want you to take my ass!" She said the last part rather loudly.

I moved forward. I lightly stroked her asshole with my fingertip.

"Don't tease. You've earned it. You own my ass, now break it in!"

I kept moving forward, pressing my knob into the silky little pucker in the gap between her cheeks. I pressed, and she moaned.

"That's it, take my ass, take what you own. Don't be shy. Force it into my ass!"

I pressed, and reminded her "push out baby, that will make it easier"

"Yes, anything you say, just push it in my ass! I want your rod in my rectum!"

I kept pushing, and I felt her flex. Then I was in; my knob was captured in the silken heat of her body. I groaned at the intense pleasure.

"Does that feel good lover? You're in my ass! You're the first! No one else has had my ass, you'll always be the first one to sodomize me! Now show me you love it!"

I stared, transfixed, as her rectum stretched, perfectly fitting the shaft I was forcing into her forbidden, married, tight, cheating asshole. She was pushing back as well, so soon I was pressed against her violated ass. It was her turn to groan in pleasure as she felt her ass cheeks press against me.

"You're in my ass -- all the way! So fucking deep, so full! Give me a second and then fuck me!"

I held still, throbbing inside her. Soon she wiggled and began to move, telling me she was ready. The grip of her sphincter as I pulled out was amazing. I pushed back in, and she loudly hissed "yessssss, use my virgin ASS!"

I pulled back and pushed in faster. She groaned her approval, nodding her head and biting her knuckles. I built up speed.

"Oh fuck, you feel incredible in my ass. I'm so sorry I made you wait. I'll never deny you anything again! I'll do anything -- you own my body! You own my ass!"

I was thrusting at a rapid pace now, watching her shake with every impact. She was very loud, panting, encouraging me, telling me she loved what I was doing. Then she asked me to stop. She pulled forward, dragging my dick out of her bowels. She rolled over, spread her legs and said "I want to watch you sodomize me. I want to watch you use my ass, use your property."

She grabbed her thighs and held them up, offering her asshole to me. I mounted her again, sending myself straight up her ass.

"Oh fuck, why was I scared, you feel incredible in my ass! Fuck it! Fuck my ass! I love it! You own my ASS!"

I was losing any trace of self control. I pounded her tight, oiled ass. The grip, the friction, the heat around my dick was amazing. I wasn't going to last much longer. Madison felt it.

"Harder! Fuck my ass! Fill my ass with your cum lover! Cum in this asshole! You own me, cream in my ASSSSSS!"

As she felt the first jet of cum fill her, she grabbed a tit and bit down on her own nipple. Her legs quivered in the air as I coated her bowels. She screamed through her teeth as I throbbed in her violated rectum.

"Fuck yes! That feels so good! Fill my ass with your cum! Fuck it! Fuck me! I'll never give anyone else this ass, you own this asshole, fill my ass lover!"

I did; I came so hard my own asshole was sore. I felt Madison flexing her ass, trying to get every possible drop into her body.

I was utterly drained, utterly spent. I collapsed on top of her. I was still inside her, draped over her upturned hips.

"Fuck, thank you thank you thank you, I'm so full of your cum! I meant it, you own this ass and no one else!"

Boy, she was being loud. Putting on a show I guess. I was way too drained and satisfied to care, honestly. If this worked for her, and I suppose for him, I sure as hell was not going to object. The transition over the course of the weekend had been amazing. I lay spread on the bed, realizing I was sweating and dripping cum. Who knows how many stains we were making.

She rolled and cuddled up next to me.

"That. Was. Perfect. Seriously, thank you. That was just what I pictured. And I meant every word. I'm going to give you my number. Don't wait long to call me, or I'll call you and pester the hell out of you until you come take me again. The shower's in there, can I join you?"

She did. I was barely able to swing my leg over the bike by the time I had to go. Pretty good weekend ride.