Moto Gays

I had just spent a glorious week end at the beach sunning and splashing
in the waves. The main purpose of my visit was to attend a family
wedding, but I took utmost advantage of the sun and water. My skin was
a little more golden and I had noticed even
lighter streaks in my blond hair. I was on my way home and week end
traffic was not `holiday busy`, but definitely week end busy. I had been
driving for about 3 and a half hours and was planning to stop for the
night shortly
because the effects of the sun and swimming made me feel so relaxed to
the point of drowsy.

I love to drive fast in my red Trans Am and the traffic was
getting heavier in the left
lane from those drivers who won’t get over once they’ve passed. Two
motorclyclists were ahead of me going at a good clip. I noticed one
in an orange Harley Davidson sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off
at the shoulders
revealing nice tanned, muscular arms and no tattoos.
He was smiling at his buddy and
they both gave this feeling, `Ain’t this a kick!’ They were about to
pass a car towing boat when a Saab wanted to pass so the orange shirted
guy motioned him to go ahead. What a nice guy.

We all got passed the car/boat, then the Saab and the
motorcyclists moved over in the right lane and I passed. As I passed I
gave them a big smile and orange shirt smiled back. Some guy in a red
Porsche was desperate to pass me even at 85 so I pulled in front of the
motorcycles. Orange shirt was still smiling at me. We got locked in
this position for a while as the traffic streamed by. Then I pulled
out and went a little faster, they kept up for a short time and then I
had the urge to move on, so I gave a thumbs up and took off.

My favorite `half-way’ motel wasn’t far off and as I was checking in,
who should walk in but Mr. Orange shirt. He had his helmet off
revealing curly blond hair and without his glasses he had perfect beach
boy blue eyes. As I finished checking in I asked the clerk
how late the pool was
open and when I got my answer I said, “Great, I can’t
wait to get in.”

I got to my room and quickly changed into my fuschia suit; a one piece
but a great one piece. Low in the front and high in the legs. I
clicked down to the pool and threw my stuff on a lounge chair. I dipped a toe
to test the water; just right, and dove in. I swam under water, did a
couple of laps and got out of the pool. As I walked back to my chair,
there was orange shirt on the other side of the little table.

He smiled and said, “Hi, how’s the water?”

I smiled back and repled, “It’s great, pefect temperature, really
refreshing.”

He said, “Just what I need after a hard drive.” Continuing he asked,
“Do you drive a red Trans Am?”

“Yes”

“Did you pass me on the highway?”

I smiled and nodded and said, “I just love to drive fast”.

“I thought I recognized these sunglasses. Well, after trying to keep up
with you, I think I need a swim.”

I watched him strip off his orange shirt and dive in. As he did
the breaststroke and a couple of dives I couldn’t help appreciating
his firm ass. I settled back and closed my eyes and started fantasizing
about that ass pumping into me. The background noise was
that `white noise’. Kids laughing and water splashing. So relaxing.

Some water was splashed all over me and I sat up startled.
“Sorry!” said orange
shirt. “I got carried away shaking the water out of my hair.” I
looked up at his great hair and my eyes traveled slowly down to his
sensuous lips, nice pecs and medium chest hair then down to the fine line
of hair on his belly that when wet always
seems to point to the pelvic region. My eyes continued to travel
downward and I unconsciously licked my lips as I saw water dripping from the
bulge in his suit.

“No problem, really. I shouldn’t go to sleep yet.”

He said he was going to get a beer and asked me if I wanted anything. I
requested a diet soda.

When he returned we talked about the weather and what we had done that
week end. I had just been to a relative’s wedding in my hometown. He had
been the Best Man in a wedding close to the town
where I had been. We
played `Do you know?’ and found a couple of connections. “By the
way,” orange shirt said, “My name is Paul.” “Oh, mine is Darcy,” and we
shook hands. His fingers were a nice length and thick but not massive
and I noticed his clean fingernails.

Since this was an outside pool, we could actually watch the sunset and
were admiring the colors when a freaky thing happened. Just as Paul was
setting his beer bottle on the table a beach ball hit his hand
forcing the bottle to hit hard on the glass table top which broke. A piece of
the table flew up and cut the side of his hand. The parents of the kids
playing and the pool attendant came over, but Paul played it down and
everyone went away.

We continued talking and I asked where his buddy was. He told me that
his friend had gone on to his destination. I looked at his hand again
and it was still bleeding. I got up and knelt in front of him taking
his hand. This gave him a very clear view down the front of my suit and
revealed a lot of cleavage. At the same time I got a very good view of
his accoutrements in his blue speedos.

Looking directly into his blue eyes I said softly, “Look, I have
band aids in my room. I really think we should put one on your hand.”

As he gazed back into my emerald green eyes he said, “Maybe we should.”

I gathered my things and led the way to my room.

Once we got to the room. I went to my overnight bag and said, “I know
you’re going to laugh, but my friends used to call me Darcy Nurse
because I always carried band aids. In fact I put band aids on paper
cuts”. He did laugh.

I walked over and picked up his hand. “Maybe you should sit down
here” and I pointed to the bed. I happened to have alcohol and a
cotton ball, so I swabbed his hand and carefully put on the band aid.

My left strap slipped off of my shoulder and was revealing all of my
breast except for my nipple as I worked on his hand. With our wet suits
the air conditioning in the room was making my nipples hard
and Paul was gazing intently at them.

I finished. “There”.

Paul stood up and said, “Well, how can I thank you?”

I smiled and said, “No trouble, really.”

We looked at each other and suddenly he was kissing me. His hand gently
grabbed my long hair and his other hand circled my waist. Then his hand
was at the back of my head and his other hand moved the left side of my
suit down
completely and he was cupping my breast. Then he pulled the top of my suit
down to my waist,
cupping my grapefruit sized breasts. He started kissing my neck and
worked his way down licking and kissing. “Perfect” he murmured,
“Just the kind I love to lick, suck and fuck.” My hands were in his
hair, my fingers entwined in the curls. He pulled my suit on down and
all of the way off.
“Ah, a true blond with hips to hang on to.” He came back up and
started frenching my ear. Chills were running through my body and not
from the air conditioning. My hands were at the band of his speedos and
pulling down. They were wet and were giving me a
hard time, but I managed. As I tugged I ran my tongue over his nipples,
chest and stomach and released his erect cock. (I loved to watch it spring out)
“Mmm,” I said, “Perfect for fucking, licking, and sucking.”
“In that order?” “Not necessarily.” I noticed his cock extended far above
the tan line of his speedos. I took his cock in my mouth tonguing
to tease and watched his stomach muscles quiver.

We kissed deeply with his hands rubbing and squeezing my buns.
My tongue and lips were busy with his nipples.
Slowly carressing my sides with his thumbs teasing my nipples and his
tongue in my ear, he turned me around and sat me on the edge of the
bed. He knelt in front of me and tongued down to my nipples. Cupping
and bouncing them he started licking and sucking. His hand found it’s
way between my legs which instantly parted. My hands were busy
with his neck, ears and nipples. Then he pushed my shoulders back on
the bed and bent my legs up. He stuck his middle finger in my hot, waiting
cunt and rubbed his thumb on my clit.

Suddenly we heard noises outside and realized we hadn’t locked the door.
He got up and deadbolted and chained the door. He and his cock bounced
back to the bed where I was still in position with legs apart. He
looked down at me and said, “You’re very wet and I’m going to make you
much wetter. When you come, do you scream?”

I just smiled and said, “You’ll just have to find out, won’t you?”

“That sounds like a challenge.”

He knelt down and pushing my outer lips apart he dove into my pussy.
Licking and sucking he pushed his index finger into my ass. I was breathing
hard and my hips started bucking. Then he stopped, smiled and whispered, “I
really want to hear you scream.” He pulled me back to a sitting
position and started licking and sucking my tits. His hands were
everywhere. I reached down and gently ran my fingers over his steel pole
playing with the head. I started gently pumping. He pulled out of my
grasp and pushed my shoulders back on the bed and again dove for my pussy.
Wrapping his arms around my legs he licked and sucked, lapping my
juices. My breath was coming fast and so was I as my hips rolled. I
begged him not to stop and I came . . . screaming.

He continued to lap my
juices until my shudders stopped and then he grabbed me by the waist and
turned me over on my hands and knees with my ass in the air and he entered
me from behind. He started slowly ramming his thick cock into my wet pussy
and making wonderful squishy noises. He held onto my hips and slowly
rammed again and again deeper each time. “You are so hot and juicy.
Does this feel good, Darcy?” “MMMM, yes.”
Then he reached forward, holding on to my
hanging tits and fucked me fast. “Oh, baby, this is great.” he
gasped. I thought before was fast but he let go of my boobs and rammed
at lightening speed and my chest fell onto the bed as he grasped my hips
and fucked even harder. He slowed down and parted my ass cheeks rubbing
his thumbs in my ass. “Oh baby, I’m gonna come.” and he wrapped his
arms around my waist, reaching down fingered my clit and fucked me harder
spilling his jism and as he
squirted into me I came again. He slowed his pumping but continued as I
finished my orgasm. We fell onto the bed panting.

“I like the way you thanked me,” I said with a big smile.

“Well, there’s more where that came from and I think your tongue feels
quite talented, hmm?” he questioned. Rubbing the palm of his hand across my
nipples he said, “Want some more?”

He kissed me deeply with his hands exploring and his dick started
to rise as I rolled over on top of him. Straddling his chest I played
with his hair, kissing each eyelid. With the tip of my tongue I
outlined his ear and we kissed again with our probing tongues. I moved
down his chest and swayed my tits from side to side rubbing my
nipples against his nipples. His
hands were never still on my body; his hands were on my tits or his
fingers in my twat. I kept going lower kissing and licking. I stayed
with his nipples for a while, tonguing, sucking and gently tugging with my
teeth. My hands
were playing with his thighs starting from the knees and caressing up
and I lightly touched his balls. Then I caressed around his balls and
stomach and everytime I circled down to his balls I would cup them for a
second. I paused, reaching for the lotion on the
nightstand and started rubbing it on my boobs. Paul insisted on
helping, although he put more into tweaking my nipples as I rubbed in the
lotion. Then I surprised him and swallowed his pulsing cock in one
gulp and came up and tongued and sucked just his head running my tongue
around the rim. I swallowed him whole a few times sucking hard and
then stopped. I moved up beside him and told him to hover over me
because he was going to fuck my boobs and my mouth and he grinned from
ear to ear. I pushed my boobs together and he shoved his cock through
my tits to my mouth where I sucked and licked as he humped.

“Oh, god,” he gasped, “I’m coming!” With one final thrust into my
mouth his cum started squirting
into my waiting mouth. I caught what I could and the rest went down my
neck. I licked the remainder off of his prick.

He stopped humping and rolled over on his back with his hand resting on
my bush.

“Let’s take a bubble bath,” I suggested.

I ran into the bathroom and adjusted the water temperature pouring my
favorite bath jel in. As I bent over he came up behind and reached
between my legs playing with my lips moving his fingers to my ever
receptive hole.

“Just wait a minute” I giggled and stepped in taking his hand.

“These are the rules,” I said mock serious. “I’m going to give you a
bath and you must not touch me while I bathe you.”

I took the wash cloth and washed his face and neck, then I took my
herbal soap and sudsed it in my hands as I rubbed up his arms and across
his chest. As I straddled him to get to his back he took advantage of
the situation and fingered my twat and grabbed a nipple in his mouth,
but I pulled back and told him, “No fair”. I got a lather again as I
bent his legs up and played with his toes, slowly rubbing up his legs as
he straightened them. I took the washcloth and filled it with water
and dripped it all over the soapy parts. Then I lathered my hands again
and rubbed his nipples pinching and scratching with my fingernails. I used the
washcloth again to rinse his chest. Then I lathered my hands and soaped
his stomach making circular motions down to the fun parts. I gently
soaped his balls and his trusty dick was definitely hard as my hand
soaped it. I continued to soap it up and down its length looking into his
eyes and running my tongue over my teeth and lips. His hands automatically
reached for my tits and he squeezed. I gently shook my head, smiling,
licking my teeth. My hand slipped under his ass and I traced his anus with my
fingers and then rotated my middle finger in rubbing his balls with my
thumb. He groaned and closed his
eyes. “I think you’re clean now,” I said and stopped.

He raised up with a leer in his eyes and said, “Oh, it’s your turn now.”

We switched positions in the bathtup. He lathered his hands and
bending my legs to my chest he started with my toes. As he rinsed them
off he sucked them and he lathered up my legs to the tops of my
thighs never touching my pussy.
Then he lathered my neck and arms and reached behind to my back. I
couldn’t resist licking his swinging balls and cock, but he didn’t seem
to mind. He rinsed off my arms and
neck and sucked my fingers. Then he lathered his hands and started on
my boobs circling and circling never touching my nipples. He moved down
and lathered my stomach and then my pubic hair. He soaped and
rubbed but didn’t touch my pussy. “I’m going to make you beg,” he whispered.
He rinsed my boobs and stomach and drenched my bush with water again and
again. The warm water trickled down my slit making me catch my breath.
Then he licked my nipples and sucked until my pussy was aching
for attention. “Please!” I begged. He stuck his thumb in my pussy
and his index finger in my ass and moved them around. Smiling he said,
“I think we should towel off, don’t you?”

The water was dripping from his balls and I knelt down and licked them
dry.

He cupped my breasts and licked off the droplets there.
Then he sat down on the edge of the tub and bent me over away from him
while he licked my pussy and dragged his tongue across my anus. “Go
lie down on the bed with legs apart, your knees up and your pussy waiting.”

He followed me in lightly smacking my bare ass and he watched as I
layed down and gazed at my cunt. He started licking my tits and sucking
then he kissed me on the lips and raised up looking at me and said,
“Now I`m going to watch” and he guided my hand down to my pussy and
his fingers rubbed as I started to rub. He sucked on my tits for a very
short time and then got off of the bed and sat in the chair watching.

I continued to rub, closing my eyes, sticking my middle finger in my
pussy and rocking my hips.

“Open your eyes and look at me.” he commanded.

I looked at him and his lids were lowered in a lustful gaze.

“Stop,” he said, “Your cunt looks nice and juicy, I think you need a cock.”

“Yes,” I gasped.

“Tell me exactly what you want or you won’t get it.”

“I want your cock.”

“Where?”

“In my pussy.”

“Where?”

“In my cunt.”

“Describe it.”

“My hot, juicy cunt.”

He walked over to the bed and rammed his middle finger into my throbbing
pussy thumbing my clit. Then said, “Feel my cock.”

He knelt over my head and my mouth opened to receive his dick. I licked
the precum off the tip and my tongue circled the head, then I swallowed
his dick. He pulled out.

“Now describe my cock.”

“Big, hard cock.”

“What do you want me to do with it?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Where?”

“Fuck me with your big, hard cock in my hot, juicy cunt.”

He knelt over me and and took the head circling my pussy just barely
putting it in.

“Please,” I begged, “Fuck me.”

“How, baby?”

“Please, fuck my hot, juicy cunt with your big, hard cock. Please,
please fuck me, fuck me.”

“Tell me again.”

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please.”

Slowly he stroked in and took it out.

“Look at my cock.”

It was so hard and glistening with my juices.

I licked my lips and whispered, “Fuck me, please.”

Ever so slowly he stroked in rotating his hips as my hips rose to meet
him. I bit my lips and whimpered. He pulled out, then rammed his rock
hard cock into my pussy pushing my legs into my chest. He pumped and
pumped and my hips slammed up as he slowed and circled, his cock slipped
out and rammed into my welcoming cunt with increasing tempo faster and faster.
I screamed and screamed as my orgasm shook my body. “Oh, god!” he yelled
as he shot his jism and we continued humping until we both stopped shaking.

Slowly he rolled off onto his back and we layed there panting. My
thighs were shaking as I lowered them. We both rolled on
our sides facing each other. He reached over and pushed my hair back
from my face as we kissed, our legs entwined and we fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke first and was in the shower washing my hair
when I felt a hand on each boob and a hard cock rubbing my ass. I
turned my back to the spray to get the shampoo out of my hair and as I
bent back he gently pulled my hair bending me back further and he
leaned forward to suck my nipples.

“Good morning!” I gasped out.

“Mmmmm” he mumbled still sucking my tit.

“Here,” he offered, “Let me wash your back.”

I turned my back to him and he took the bar of soap and started rubbing and
sliding it down my back. As he slid the bar of soap around he started on my
belly and moved up to my boob circling around and then down where he
soaped my bush. The bar dropped out of his hands as he started playing
with my inner lips and strumming my clit. Then he asked me to get the
soap and as I bent over I felt his cock head pushing into my pussy.
He wrapped his arms
around my waist pulling me onto his pole and reached down flicking my clit.

I started with his back
kneeling down and sucking his ass cheeks while reaching through his legs
and fondling his balls. I stood up
and pressed my boobs against his back as I soaped his chest and stomach.
I moved around in front of him to work on his balls and rinsing them
with water I started licking them working my way up his shaft. My
tongue circled around his cock and I played with the head, then
swallowed him whole as my hands reached around his tight buns for
support.

I stopped and said, “I’ve GOT to get dressed.” and jumped out of the
shower.

As I was leaning over wrapping my hair in a towel I felt a familiar
pressure working its way into my pussy. Struggling to stand up I said,
“Getting dressed is going to take some time, isn’t it?”

Paul nodded and smiled.

Facing the full length mirror I was putting moisturizer on my face when
his hands cupped my tits from behind. He dropped his hands to my legs
parting them and he slipped his cock between and rubbed it back and
forth stimulating my pussy. His hands moved back to my tits and he
looked over my shoulder at the two of us in the mirror. Undulating his
hips his cock kept rubbing my outer lips and would peak out of my bush.
Watching in the mirror doubled the fun.

“I think we should move to the bed, don’t you?” he said.

I nodded my head in agreement looking into his eyes in the mirror and we
walked to the bed together. He sat me down on the edge and knelt in
front of me as he pressed my legs apart. With his fingers he parted my
outer lips and pointing his tongue he traced my inner lips over and
over. Once in a while he stuck his tongue in my pussy and then would
dog lick my whole pussy. Even though I was on the verge, I didn’t want to
come that way. I sat up and and pulled him on top of me, then rolled over
straddling him. I licked and sucked his nipples and licked the water
out of his bellybutton as I worked my way to his cock. Slowly I tongued
his head then I took his whole cock in my mouth sucking and feathering
the length with my tongue over and over. I could tell he was on the verge
when I cupped his balls. He sat up and grabbed my wrists and said, “I
want to fuck you.” I moved up and slowly lowered myself over his rock hard,
quivering cock. Paul jammed his cock in all the way and my eyes closed as
my pussy ate up his thickness. I leaned forward with my hands on either side
of him to brace myself and started circling my hips. His hips started
bucking up to meet mine and he reached forward to clasp my tits as our
hips slammed together. Looking into each other’s eyes he licked his
lips and said, “You are a great fuck.” I answered, “Your cock is
where it belongs.” He rammed even harder and I bit my lip never looking
away from his eyes. We increased our speed and he gasped as he squirted his
hot seed into my cunt I moaned and pressed my hips down hard onto his
still pumping cock while my orgasm finished.

Slowly I climbed off and he cradled me in his arms. Leaning over me we
kissed deeply our tongues searching. “This has been the best time I’ve
ever stayed in this motel,” he said while his hand gently circled my
boobs. His hand strayed down to my bush and he gently slipped two
fingers in while we kissed again. My hand reached for his stiffening
cock and encircled it. His thumb started flicking my clit
and I closed my legs forcing his hand out. “I have to get on the
road,” I said reluctantly.

“Look,” he said, “I’ll go to my room, then check out and I’ll meet
you back here, okay?”

I watched as he put on his speedos slipping his pleasure tool out of
sight. I involuntarily sighed and licked my lips. He came over and
kissed me again pressing himself against me and rubbing my ass.

“I won’t be long,” he promised as he walked out the door.

I finished dressing and packing and was just snapping my suitcase shut
when he knocked on the door. He was twirling his sunglasses in one hand
as he walked back in the room and threw them on the bed.
As I shut the door he hugged me tightly
backing me against the door. He kissed me deeply and as his arm went
around the back of my head he reached up under my shortie blouse and
released my boobs from my bra. “No, no,” I mumbled in his mouth. The
same hand rubbed its way down under the elastic band of the shorts and
knowing fingers found their way to my pussy through my panties. Vainly
I struggled as his insistent fingers pushed the fabric aside to slip
inside and caress my inner lips. With his fingers working their magic
he stopped kissing long enough to say, “Darcy, I’ve got to fuck your sweet
pussy just one more time.” I was beyond arguing and my hands reached
under his shirt and rubbed his chest moving down to his jeans. I undid
the snap and unzipped him. Then I reached inside his shorts where I
grasped his stiff dick and started pumping him. He let go of my pussy
long enough to push my shorts and panties completely off. Then he put
his hands under my hips and pushed me against the door. My legs circled
his waist and he drove his rock hard tool home. He humped me against
the door and with his prick in my pussy place carried me to the desk. He
moved my legs to his shoulders and then we both made a panting, intense finish.

“Darcy, Darcy, the things you force me to do,” he said as he zipped
and I dressed.

“Me! Now just a minute. I didn’t climb in your pants on sight” I
replied. “And I HAVE to go”.

“Okay, okay,” he said in mock apology. “I’ll take your bags to your
car while you check out. I’ll wait for you there.”

I met him after I checked out. His motorcycle was parked by my car and
looked like it had been there all night.
The helmet was on the seat of the bike and he had his glasses on. He
smiled as I walked over.

I said, “Well, it’s really been nice” and I stuck out my hand to
shake.

He laughed and gently grabbed me kissing me. His hand snuck down the
back of my shorts and his fingers found my pussy again and slipped into
my hole.

“Wait a minute, Paul” I said trying to jerk out of his grasp.

“Darcy, I just want to remember you,” he said sheepishly. He grinned
back at me and rubbed his fingers across his nose.
“Listen, I have an idea. Where are you stopping for lunch?”

“I don’t really have plans to stop. Why?”

“Well, I know a really great place we could have a special lunch. It’s
by a lake and since it’s a week day I think it will be fairly quiet, if
not deserted,” and he winked.

I looked at him skeptically (let’s not make him too sure of himself)
and said, “Maybe”.

“Okay, great,” he said undaunted and proceeded to give me directions
to get off at a certain exit and on from there. “Just stop and get
the food you want and I’ll do the same and we’ll meet at the lake, okay?”

“Maybe.”

We kissed again and his hands roamed to my buns. I got in my car
and he shut the door for me. I rolled the window down and he reached in
to kiss me and his hand stole up my top and squeezed a tit and
then down my shorts again before I could stop him.

He put on his helmet and got on his bike. I watched his crotch as he swung
his leg over and noticed he was hard. I couldn’t pass up this lunch.
No way.

He got on the highway before me and as I passed him I blew him a kiss
and he pointed to his cock. I knew he was still hard. I was definitely
looking forward to an satisfying lunch.