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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 54 Location: N/A |
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| Introduction: The sun was shinning til... | ||
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THE RIDE We left the house this morning with a promise from the weatherman that the day would be full of sunshine with a zero percent chance of rain. We headed toward eastern Arkansas to a city called Earl. We took our time and enjoyed the scenery. Long about eight-thirty I stopped the bike to get some fuel and let Donna rest her pretty little backside. She was wearing a well faded pair of jeans and a white tank top. I love her in tank tops. She was braless and those nipples just glow at the slightest change in temperature. Of course they are obvious anyway. She walked across the parking lot and turned some heads in the process. Sure glad she is with me today. She came back from the girls room and boarded the bike. We were off again, watching the sun rise above us and feeling the warm breeze in our faces. As we rode I noticed clouds way off in the distance. I new what the weatherman said but this was looking like rain clouds. I started seeing lightning in the clouds and so did Donna. She pointed at them and asked if I was going to turn around. I told her no that they were not really there because the weather guy said no rain today. As we got closer to the city of Earl, we also got closer to the clouds. We could now see that it was really raining across the sky and the fields. Then the smell of rain hit us and it wasn’t long before drops were falling. Donna said, were gonna get wet no matter what the weatherman man says. I new she was right. I was looking for a place to pull under but we were still several miles from the city. All I could hope for was a church with a covered drive thru or a house with an open carport . I saw a house about a mile ahead of us and thought I could get to it before the hard rain hit us. About a second later we were being pelted with big drops of cold water. Donna buried her face in my back trying to stay dry. There was no way that was going to happen in this windy wet mess. A moment later I was trying to see through the windshield. We were approaching the house and I slowly turned into the driveway and pulled up into the open carport. I stopped the bike and killed the motor. I started to laugh and turned and looked at Donna. She was soaked. I laughed again and so did she. I put the kick stand down and slid my wet self off the seat. I didn’t have a towel or even so much as a napkin to soak up some of the water on us. I helped her off the bike and she had water running off her head and down her face and neck. It was still pouring down and showed no sign of slowing up. I looked for a towel or paper of some kind in the carport but found nothing. I looked out and saw a set of headlights coming down the road. Then I saw a blinker turn on and the truck slowed down and turned into the driveway. Well, that’s just what we needed was for the owner to show up now and call the cops on us. The driver pulled up with windshield wipers on high and pulled up close to the back of the bike. The cab of the truck was under the roof so he could see that there were two very wet riders in front of him. His head lights were on bright and were blinding us. I smiled and gave a half hearted wave and Donna just stood there. The wipers stopped and then the engine went silent. The driver was looking at Donna with intensity and I looked at her and realized why. Her shirt was wet and her nipples were as hard a ice cubes. His headlights were on her headlights. They lights went off and the door of the truck opened. A man in his late fifties or early sixties emerged from behind the door. He said, “Got caught didn’t cha.” I said, “caught“? In the rain he said. We sure did, thought I would make to Earl but this hit first. Donna was standing there all wet and erect and tried to wring out her shirt. He looked again and smiled at her. She smiled back. He told us we could come in to the house and he’d give us some towels. We took him up on it and followed him into the back door. The rain had slowed down but a shower was still all around us. Lightning and thunder was still making noise as I shut the door. Our host stepped to the back room and got a couple towels and handed them to us. We soaked up what we could and put the towels around us. Donna said she needed to pee. I looked at her and so did our host. He pointed to the hallway and told her not to mind the mess, She scampered down the hall. I asked his name and he said Tim. I told him I was Rick and Donna was Donna. She stepped back into the kitchen area and we listened to the rain. Donna shivered and Tim saw her. He said that if we wanted to dry our cloths we could put them in his dryer. I was all for that. I looked at Donna and she wanted dry cloths also but knew it would be awkward for her to stand there in her panties. Tim said he would get her a tee shirt to put on. She said that would be fine. I came out of my cloths right there and she stepped over to the wash room and peeled out of her wet jeans and shirt. Tim stepped in with the tee shirt just as she pulled her shirt over her head. For a brief moment she stood there in nothing but her blue panties. He tossed her the shirt and I looked at her and smiled because he had seen her tits! Tickled me to death. She opened the dryer and put our wet things in and turned it on. He asked if we would like some coffee or hot chocolate. We both said Chocolate sounded good. Donna stepped out and told him she would be glad to help make it. We both looked at her and she was a sight. Her breast were still very visible and the tee shirt was just long enough yet short enough to keep you looking. Tim had opened a cabinet and was reaching up to the top shelf when Donna spoke up. He told her to go for it. She got a pan and filled it with water and then reached up and got the chocolate box off the shelf. We were standing near the sink and watched as she raised both hands up for the box which allowed the hem of the tee shirt to rise up to her cheeks and expose those blue panties again. Tim looked and so did I. I was standing there in my boxers and this scene was getting to me. It had to be getting to Tim also. Donna’s fingers were just an inch away from getting the box. Tim stepped over next to her and helped her retrieve it. I was eating this up. She was not the least bit scared and was having a good time flirting with us.. The water was warming and Tim and I were too. Donna got three cups out and poured the mix into them. Tim got a bag of marshmallows out and laid them on the counter. Tim and I sat at the table while Donna watched the water come to a boil. We made small talk but our eyes pretty much stayed on those butt checks across from us. I knew he was thinking what I was thinking but I wasn’t sure Donna was into what I was thinking. She took the pan of water and poured it into the cups and stirred it up and presented it to us. I asked for marshmallows and she retrieved them. She sat down and we talked and drank and warmed up. In my head I wanted Donna naked. I knew by the look in Tim’s eye and on his face he wanted to see more of her. Suddenly Donna slipped her arms into the tee shirt through the sleeves. I looked at her and asked if there was room for another set of hands in there. She giggled and pulled the large tee shirt outward and said that there was room for a body in here. We laughed I told her to be careful what she says because it just might happen. She looked at me and said, “Yeah, right.” Her arms came out of the sleeve holes and she took a drink and stood up. Her nipples once again were staring at us. I told her to do something with her headlights. She looked down and asked what. I said show them to me. She looked at Tim and then looked at me and said do you really want me too? I said yep! She looked at Tim again for approval and he just stared at them. She reached down and took hold of the hem and started up. Her panties quickly came into view. They were tight and very formfitting. She kept her eyes on Tim and slowing came up above the navel and then her tummy was exposed. She looked at me and I was looking at the stomach and then the form of the breast and then those solid nipples were both looking at us. I told her to take the shirt up over her head. She did so with out hesitation. She dropped her arms to her side and asked if this was what I wanted. Tim just sat there looking at her. I told her to slip her fingers in the sides of her panties and slide them down. They slowly came down revealing that mass of black hair six inches below her navel. I was sitting there at the table with a massive hard on! Tim looked at her and I motioned for her to step toward him. She stepped up and placed her right nipple in his face. Tim moved forward and the nipple disappeared between his lips. Donna moved forward and gave him ample room to enjoy what he was doing. Tim’s left hand came up and he indulged his fingers on the other nipple. Donna was looking at me wanting to say something but not able to speak. I didn’t want her to say anything at all. I just wanted her to let him have a good time with her. His mouth left the nipple and he started kissing her down the stomach. I heard her moan and her eyes got very intense. He stopped and gently picked her up and laid her on her back on the table. He raised her legs and looked at the mass in front of him, took a deep breath to breathe in the aroma and smiled. I stood up and took hold of her legs and spread them out so he would have better access. I was standing directly across from him as he faced her pussy. I had my hands behind her knees opening her up with my hard erection protruding out of my boxers just behind her head. He looked over and saw the hard on and made eye contact with me and then proceeded to lick. Donna went crazy! She was squirming and moaning and Tim just went deeper into her. Donna used her hands to open her self up as much as possible. Orgasm after orgasm followed. My dick was bumping her in the head and she reached back and grabbed at it and I thought she was going to rip it off. Tim kept pushing her across the table with his face and tongue and then he would pull her back and go for more. I have never seen a guy lick and eat pussy like this before. He stood up and unzipped his pants and dropped a dick out of them and very forcefully drove it into her. In and out and she began to scream with pleasure. I was all eyes and ears. I heard the dryer buzzer go off in the other room. I don’t think Tim heard it at all. My dick was so hard it was in pain. Donna got a hold of it and pulled herself toward it. She stuck it down to the back of her throat and just sucked as Tim pounded her. Suddenly he came with a roar that echoed through the house. Then I came at the sound of his pleasure. Donna took both loads and never lost a drop of mine. I love it when she swallows. She sucked me till there was nothing left. I stepped back and Tim sat down in the floor and leaned against the cabinets. He was drained and his face was glazed over with Donna’s juices. I got her a towel and wiped his cum off of her. She stood up and more drained out. I went to the wash room and retrieved our cloths. Tim sat in the floor. Donna cleaned up as best she could and we got dressed. It had stopped raining and the sun was out again. I took a drink of my chocolate and looked at Tim again. I asked him if he was alright. He just sat there. We slipped out the door and went out to the bike and rode off. I asked Donna if she was hungry and she said that she had worked up quite an appetite. I laughed and headed for the big city. |
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