Born to be Wild aka The Biker

It was about a quarter past one as Lisa got off the bus. She knew that at this hour she wouldn't get her connecting bus and the prospect of walking did not please her one bit. She started to walk towards her destination knowing that it would be another half hour before she could go back into the comfort and warmth of her home. The wind was blowing strong and her long hair was in her face.

Out in the distance she could hear the cars and trucks along the boulevard but none ventured out her way. Then after about 10 minutes into her walk, she heard coming her way what sounded like a Harley. She could always recognise the distinctive sound of those bikes from all the rest. It was like music to her ears yet she knew that it would zoom her by and the fantasy of getting a ride home was just that, a fantasy.

The bike slowed down next to her and the guy asked her where she was going. Lisa was scared yet since she was frozen and tired, she blurted out her street. The biker, hidden behind his full face helmet got off his bike to unhitch the spare helmet. Lisa devoured him with her eyes. He was a slim guy with medium built. Nothing to be too scared of, she thought. She took the helmet that was offered to her and put it on her head. She put her arms around the stranger as he sped off through the night.

He stopped at her door within a couple of minutes and Lisa was both relieved and sad. The feeling of riding in the wind behind this unknown biker had exited her beyond belief. She got off the bike, took off the helmet and handed it to him. All she could see were his eyes and it was as if they smiled at her. She thanked him profusely, and watched him take off through the night.

A couple of days later, while Lisa was sleeping in, the door bell rang. She scrambled to get a robe on since she always slept in her birthday suit. At the door stood a medium height guy with long light brown hair, tied neatly in a pony tail gazing at her with his inquisitive brown eyes. Seeing the Harley in the driveway, she reasoned he must be the guy who gave her a lift the other night.

"Hi!" Said the stranger. "Wanna come for a ride?"

"Sure!" replied Lisa. "Give me a couple of seconds to get changed into something more appropriate."

"Ok.", replied the guy standing shyly in her doorway.

She expected him to come in, but instead he went back to his bike, sat on it and put the radio on. Lisa rushed back into her bedroom, put on the first pair of jeans she could find with a black camisole. She put some socks on and her black leather boots. As she came to the front door she grabbed her black leather jacket and her purse. She was really thrilled to ride with him and sat behind him and put her hands around his waist. This time he was wearing leather pants instead of jeans and as she had watched him go back to his bike earlier she had noticed what a nice ass he had in his tight pants.

It was a beautiful sunny day and Lisa was admiring the scenery. They had just taken a bridge off the island and were going towards the laurentians. Lisa was wondering where he was taking her, but she didn't dare to ask since he didn't seem to be a very talkative type. The vibrations of the bike and the way she was sitting her legs opened was doing a good job turning her on. She had a feeling that her jeans were getting more wet by the instant. Instead of just having her hands around his waist she began to caress his mid section. Despite his sliminess she could feel a distinctive beer belly.

She began to rub her hands towards his groin as low as she could get. They had been riding around for more than an hour and Lisa felt as if she was bonding with this unknown man. He seemed just about her age, late 20ies. His scent was mixed in with the unmistakable smell of leather and was inebriating her with even more passion.

He got off the laurentien AutoRoute and took a small country road. It was early fall and the trees were there to be admired with all its splendour. Now they were driving on a gravel road that led them to a long deserted beach. He stopped the bike right at the edge of the water and turned the motor off. Taking his helmet off he stretched out his legs and said to her "Nice quiet place ain't it." Lisa got off the bike as her long auburn hair flew into the wind. She responded about the beauty of the scenery. He approached her and ran his hands though her long silky hair. She took this opportunity to take the elastic out of his hair and liked what she saw. Looking into his eyes she knew that he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him. With a lot of electricity their lips touched. He kissed her very vigorously with his tongue probing deep into her mouth. She felt the passion and returned it with all the intensity. Her hands had started to wander and were feeling her up and down, but paused mostly at her crotch. She was rubbing the bulge she felt though his leather pants.

He unzipped her jeans and pulled them down. As his hands took her jeans to her ankles his head was right at pussy height. He looked as though he was trying to figure out what type of approach he would use on it. With his hands he opened up her legs to make some room for his head. First he licked each of her outer lips. Next he sucked her clit a bit before licking the inner lips. Then almost as if he wanted to prove something, he put his tongue deep into her cunt. He sucked all the love juices flowing out of her cunt. She started to whimper softly and was thoroughly enjoying the head he was giving her as he stopped.

He pushed her to the ground. He took the jeans past her ankles leaving her with her boots on. Next he proceeded to unzip her leather jacket and removed it. He could see her erect nipples though the thin T-shirt like black camisole. He pinched them a little before removing the camisole and sucking on each of her nipples. He brought up her level of excitation all over again before stopping.

He stood up and took off his leather jacket revealing a moderately hairy chest. Next he took off his belt. Lisa found this to be a little odd since just undoing the buckle would have been sufficient to take off the slacks but she thought nothing of it. With an authoritative voice he told her to kneel doggie style. She executed the request promptly and assumed that he was taking off his tight black leather pants that must have been quite uncomfortable due to the hardness of the bulge. Instead he was rolling the belt, buckle first around his right fist.

He told Lisa using the same deep voice that she had been a bad girl. Lisa began to protest but he told her to shut up. He knelt on her left side and put his left knee under her stomach giving him full access to her glistening bare white butt. Lisa realised why he had taken the belt off and was again beginning to question him. As an answer she got a spanking with the bare hand. She yelled. He spanked her again, only this time harder. Then with the belt he caressed her ass that was beginning to show the contours of a red hand. Just as she began to relax he hit her harder still. Then he took the belt and let it slide through her wet cunt slowly, sensuously. She purred softly and he spanked her harder still.

He did this countless times until she could no longer stand the burning desire inside of her and yelled "fuck me master, fuck me." He spanked her one last time before removing his knee from underneath her. He unzipped his leather pants to let out a throbbing erection. From his pocket he took out a ribbed safe and placed it carefully on his rock hard cock. Then he grabbed her by her waist for an instant but seemed incapable to resist another slap on the lobster red ass just waiting to be taken. She yelled again that she wanted him to fuck the living daylights out of her.

Needing no further invitation he thrust his rod deep inside of her. He did it over and over again with a lot of momentum. She moaned loudly as he rammed his dick inside of her over and over again. The more he did it the hotter she got until she could feel the pre-orgasmic warmth take over her entire body. He could feel all the spasms of Lisa coming and seemingly that exited him ever more, for he pumped in and out of her even harder.

Having come for a long time Lisa was completely drained of energy and was almost about to pass out from sheer exhaustion when he started to pinch her nipples. That brought back to her all the sensations. He squeezed her nipples hard and pulled on them long. As he threw his load her body jerked once more into an orgasm.

He took out his cock from inside of her real fast as she collapsed to the ground completely energyless, still savouring that post-orgasmic feeling. She lied on her back with her eyes closed absorbing the suns rays. After a couple of minutes she felt something get on top of her. He sat on her without putting all his weight on her and put his cock into her mouth. It was still full of come and she licked it all up and sucked his cock for some time. She was completely absorbed into making love to his dick when he removed it. He sat next to her and looked at her into the eyes. She sat up and looked at him.

He said to her that since she had been a very good girl, that she could ask him to do anything she wanted. Lisa, her ass still bright red from his hands, got up and walked to the bike. She lay her torso on the leather seat as he followed her. She told him that since he had done such a good job on her ass that now she wanted him to screw her inside her ass while he massaged her clit. He took out another preservative and put it on his semi erection. He inserted his cock a few times between Lisa and the bike as a way to get hard again and to massage Lisa's clit at the same time. When he was hard enough he fingered Lisa's asshole. The more he did it the more she whimpered. Not wanting to hurt her he spit a couple of times on her cheeks as he fingered her. Then the moment she had been anticipating for almost half a hour came. He inserted very slowly his dick up her ass. She let out a whine of content.

After he put it in and out a couple of times slowly he started to speed things off. One hand was busy massaging Lisa's clit while he was inserting the fingers of the other hand inside her extremely wet cunt. Lisa was moving up and down a little bit to stimulate her nipples on the soft leather of the seat. It wasn't long before all the manipulation and penetration brought her to her third climax of the morning. Once he felt her body quiver with orgasm he let himself come too. Now he was exhausted and lay on top of her on the bike. They stayed like that for a while until he mentioned something about having to take a piss. Lisa asked him if he could fulfil a long time fantasy. Could she hold his limp cock while he peed. He thought that it was a rather strange request but being the guy he was who liked to try everything at least once, he agreed.

With his legs spread out a little she held his semi-erect dick while he peed into the sand with a splatter. Lisa loved the sensation and thanked him for the feeling. They got dressed and got back on the bike, leaving Lisa wondering on what adventure he would take her next, as they got back on the AutoRoute towards Montreal.

Jessica Lovecraft

Lovecraft Productions (c) 1990

Sequels: See Parts II and III