Warm Spring Motorcycle Day!

“Motorcycle purrs underneath me,
We glide down the road,
She snuggles into my back,
We communicate without words,
Love, Contentment, Happiness, Joy, Desire!
Find a secluded spot, hurry!
Melt into one being of passion, rapture, joining!
Love, contentment, happiness, exhaustions, desire and Joy.”

This was a quick little poem I wrote to my wife after we went for a ride in late spring.  The weather was warm enough to really enjoy the day.  We rode up into the country, enjoying the closeness of the ride and the solitude of the roads.  My wife was wearing tight fitting jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt and leather vest.  Her off white t-shirt fit her very well indeed.  Since she was wearing a vest that day she had opted to not wear a bra that day just to tease me.  I could see her breasts through the semi opaque material, her nipples pressing against the fabric.  Before we started out I couldn’t help but give her a deep kiss and pinch her love buttons causing her to moan a little.   During the ride I could tell that she had opened her vest and was pressing her breasts into my back her nipples were like two little hard points boring into my back turning me on.  Her hands were roaming over my legs and then squeezing by bulging member.  I could feel her desire for me radiating through her into my back.  I saw a small side path and took a chance and pulled off and up into a strip of woods where we were hidden from sight of road.  I turned off the bike and we attacked each other with pure desire, kissing, touching pulling clothes off and down.

Karen dropped to her knees and started to slide her mouth up and down my freed cock which was throbbing with desire.  I pulled a blanket from one of the saddle bags and dropped it on the ground pushing Karen back onto it.  I pulled her pants off and saw her beautiful lips peaking out around her thong which I pushed aside and plunged  my engorged shaft into her without warning.  She cried out in pleasure and we lost ourselves in each other, grinding, thrusting, biting, licking, holding, loving until with her scream of release echoed throughout the supposedly empty woods.  My own release came just moments after and I filled her to overflowing with my release.  We laid there in blessed silent exhaustion for a while, then we got up dressed and rode on more in love than the day we married some twenty-five years ago.