As we rode past the dark outlines of old b and sleeping fields I looked to where I would accept seen the muckle in the length and saw nothing but blackness and brought my attention back to my quick surroundings that I could see. The main road that had become our favourite road to taunt on the motorcycle was desolate at this hour and a pretty straight shot with pretty scene during the sunsets. Noticing there were clouds blocking the stars and moon it was darker than ever on the route while heading home from a day out in the state. The air was cooling and was a nice respite from the unseasonably warm weather we had been having for the past two weeks.

The sound of the bike was nothing less than relaxing in my capitulum. I noticed him attend to the E and I followed his line of sight and realized there was lightening in the distance. He slowly shook his head. I am sure enough we were both thinking the Same matter as his aid turned back to the way we were heading. There was no way we would make it back home before that violent storm got to us. Knowing that there was nothing down the route for naut mi except an overpass, I felt him displacement and accelerate and the bicycle cracked loudly. Music to my ear. On our way home from another successful escort night I still held onto the promise of some ripe sex once we were cozy in our bed for the night.

A low grumbling of boom was sounding off to the westward of us. Looking in that counsel we saw the sky trickle with Christ Within in the distance. The wind quickly picked up and we smelled the rain coming. All we could do was brace ourselves. The canvass moved towards us speedy than we had expected. I leaned into his binding with my helmet and tucked my hands into the shoulders of his undershirt to protect them from the raindrops. I gave him the low squeezing to his back he reached back briefly to give my second joint a rub and a tap before going back to gripping the handle bar. Looking up briefly as the rainwater went from a big plop here and there to constant sting on the skin I realized we were n't too far from the overpass. A twain Swedish mile to go and around the fold. I felt the bike decelerate gradually. No want to speed now. At this point it was all about safety. Not staying dry. The road was slick down and we were already soaked.

I straightened my back and felt relieved as we finally got to the flyover. I slid my handwriting out from his vest and ran them from his shoulder down to his human elbow and then throw out the water system gently to the undercoat with a sad attempt at drying him. Thankfully we were fully covered under the flyover because it was not raining sideways. Just a heavy direct downpour supplying godsend of roar and brilliant flashes of lightening. Hopping off the bike and getting out his way I unsnapped and removed my helmet and waited for him to cut off the cycle and get off. Once he had both substructure on the land he turned face me as I gave him the common hug, kiss, and thank you. He bent down and went in for a material buss. He leaned back and gave me a Thank you too.
I looked to the sky beyond the bridgework while trying to unsuccessfully pinch my soaked dungaree from my thighs. Seemed to me there would be no break coming soon so i put my helmet and clears down on the seat. Unlatching the bicycle seat bag, I got our `` just in case '' blanket out.

Lightening flashed behind us and few seconds later came the bonanza. While shaking off the cold iciness I tucked the cover under my arm and playfully skipped in the counsel of the enceinte rocks that lied below the abutment. Focusing on flirting and not breaking eye contact with him I tripped on the rock candy which lead to him turn away with laughter and call me a loser before beginning to be my lead up the side. Filling the gap between us in just a few stride we continued our climb a few Thomas More groundwork before I set the blanket down for us. He squatted to watch the storm as I got situated on the dry land and removed my boots in Bob Hope of drying my air sock a bit. I looked up as he stood and told him to sit behind me. Mostly so I could be selfish and comfy while leaning back against him.

The smart air and child's play were doing me Department of Justice even though my clothes were soaked. So were his. He situated himself right behind me with his legs just outside of mine. After a relaxing embracing he began to undo my braids as he always did after a ride. We were n't done by any means but by the rain stopped at least my hair would be dry. Gently he removed the natural rubber bands at the bottoms of each braid and unmake them with repose. He put his finger to my scalp and shook out my roots in minor sections and kneaded at my scalp for a bit. This caused me to close my eyes and smile as I encouragingly leaned into his hands.
The storm was still broad gas pedal. rain hit the paving material steadily on each slope of the overpass and roared into our capitulum. Just then I heard a rush and H2O flying and opened my eyes to see the kickoff and only car that had passed us in time of day. Their windshield wiper were working furiously.

We embraced and I leaned to the slope onto his forearm and leg while turning my neck so I could see his face. He leaned in with an infectious smile that I could barely see in the darkness and planted a few kisses on my case. Maybe we will still get to have got some fun still, I thought. We were in the shadows anyways. Nothing too far. Just a little fun. I tentatively kissed his lips and got up, turned around and straddled him.
I began to cranch on his lap and he smirked asking what i was doing as he put a script back on the ground behind him and put the other very low on the pocket-sized of my cover encouraging my body to keep rocking. I asked him if he wanted to have me right here half jokingly. He told me, of course, with no reluctance. I saw his look turn from one side to the other and then back to me. I can barely see you so i know no one will see us. He then leaned in again for another kiss. This time he shoved his tongue hungrily into my mouth and explored until I was breathless. I told him I was just kidding and we could wait till we got home. Never did I think I 'd be able to see his pouty expression in the dark but it was cleared. He was seriously wishing.

I did n't even bother to appear around since no other car had passed and the storm was wax blown still. The only light that was offered was the occasional lightening flash. I went back to kissing him and he suddenly picked me up by my thigh and I grabbed onto his waistcoat for my affectionately life thinking I was going to fall and snap my head on the concrete at any second. He spun us over and next affair i knew i was on my back and he was between my wooden leg. It had never crossed my mind that he would n't have wanted to look to get habitation. I was always the one coming up with the wild theme to do it no matter where we were. I was suddenly so needy for him. Lucky me that he was feeling just as lewd as he was ripping my sopping wet dungaree off of me and tossing them to the side of meat. He then spit on his dick just before he ripped my panty to the incline. He threw my wooden leg up over one articulatio humeri and I did n't even realize that his putz was hard and in his hand already until he was aiming to slide it in me.

My wetness needed no spit from him it just added a ridiculous amount of aid to my already waiting snatch. He stayed on his stifle and put his arms under me pulling me to him from my shoulders. I let out a gasp as he entered me with one quick movement. He let out a groan of pleasure from inscrutable within as he pushed until he was balls oceanic abyss in me. I was loving it and let him have his way. Fuck me baby, I whispered. I was n't even trusted if he heard me over the skag right hand then and really I was n't concern because I knew his hunger would take a back seat until I was fulfilled first.

He slammed into me three more than times, his one mitt never leaving my shoulder. The early hand slid up to the back of my principal as my back rested on his forearm. He lowered my berm on the flat coat and ground his pelvis into me and met my mouth with his before pulling his throbbing prick out. The breeze was giving me shudder but his body heat was more than enough contrast to keep my physical structure contentedness. He spit on his already pussy juice covered hammer and pulled me to him by my pelvis and I felt the pressure on my slight tight asshole. Oh god, I love how he feels when he forces his dick in my ass. I let him work his musculus in and out patiently for a while and just laid back and let him do what he was best at. Slowly I felt a piffling rilievo and started playing with my clit as he went deeper and harder with each thrust once he saw me thoroughly enjoying myself. I refused to let him receive all the fun with surprises. I asked him if I could cum yet. He said, yes cum NOW, in my ear. I lost it. I melted around him, under him, and on him. I shook and moaned and let myself go while catching a quick coup d'oeil of him from the lightening at that moment.

I gathered myself and was panting at this point and trying to catch my breath. But I was n't going to let him get the salutary of me. I needed him to bear it just as good as I had gotten it. I wiggled and put my handwriting down, pushing myself up off the priming coat and began riding his dick. I could see the daze on his nerve as he looked down at me biting my lip and concentrating on pleasing him. I started to ride his gumshoe ever so slowly. Feeling him grip me harder and heavy I could tell he was fighting himself from slamming me up and down on his dick. I took it slack to make him last just a bit longer I wanted him to enjoy this for as long as we could support it. He always filled my ass so nicely. I could n't hold out anymore. I began bouncing my bunghole over his dick as fast as I could and then I heard him, `` Baby ! ? ! You 're Riding my pecker ! '' I just kept concentrating on keeping my tempo so he could dump his cum in my hungriness son of a bitch. He soon tensed up and dug his fingertips into my peel until i could no longer be active except to feverishly rub my finger over my button and scream in pleasance as I came again. He shook and held tight for another moment and gasped for air pushed me up off of his dick and laid me back on the blanket before laying following to me and kissing me all over my face and then giving me a sweet tender osculation before I fell asleep right there on the face of the route listening to the smack and still brace rain and feeling his slowing breathing succeeding to me .