The Road Warriors

Tina’s day started at dawn. She had a 1,300 km road trip ahead of her from Adelaide to Sydney. Her bike was already loaded with a small two person tent, sleeping bag and some clothes.

Tina was going to ride across outback New South Wales and camp overnight. She wanted to do the trip over two days.

Wearing her leather pants and jacket she kicked her bike into gear and set off. It was a crystal clear morning and traffic in the city was light. It felt like the day had only just begun and she was out of the city, roaring down an empty country road.

Her big bike ate up the road. The throaty roar of the engine was loud in her ears. Her leather clad legs astride the hot motor, thighs tingling with the vibrations. Her mind began to wander, thinking of the man whose bed she left that morning.

Tina smiled as waves of excitement rose in her thighs. She wriggled as she rode, trying to get the vibrations in the right spot. Grinning wildly, Tina discovered that 110kph in 4th gear was ideal.

Four hours and three orgasms later, Tina slowed down on the outskirts of a tiny outback town. The dusty Main Street had a pub, a post office and a petrol station, all in the one building. Throttling back, Tina stopped outside the pub next to another big black bike. Tina unzipped her jacket just enough to show her racy red bra as she walked into the pub. Sitting at the bar was the obvious owner of the other bike. He was clad in similar leather pants and jacket and was just finishing his drink. They nodded as she sat at the end of the bar, where she could watch him easily.

The barman tried to make small talk, Tina only had eyes for the other traveler.
She watched him as he ate his simple meal. They smiled at each other but didn’t speak. He finished his meal before her and Tina was worried that he would soon be gone. She ate quickly and was pleasantly surprised that he seemed to linger.

Together they left the pub, mounted their bikes and rode off in the same direction.

Tina accelerated quickly to the magic 110kph and squealed with delight. She squealed again when he matched her speed. She throttled back to recover herself, dampness spreading in her leather pants. He slowed to match.

The open plains surrounded them as they raced along the empty highway.

Twice Tina raced herself to orgasm with him matching every move. She was sure that he knew what was happening. Her body was electric, passionate explosions rocked her body. She couldn’t continue. A truck stop clearing was just down the road and the afternoon was wearing on. Tina had to stop and she decided that this was as good a spot as any. She was pleased that he also slowed. It looked like they would be camping together.

Wordlessly Tina pitched her small tent. He started building a fire. A full moon rose in a cloudless sky.

“I’m Tina,” she said

“Max”

Tina disappeared into the tent. She had to get out of her damp underwear. Too many orgasms on the bike had left her very uncomfortable. Feeling adventurous, her pulled on her leather pants without any underwear. Feeling cheeky, she unzipped her jacket completely, leaving her red lace bra visible. Her nipples grew firm with excitement.

Leaving the tent, Tina saw Max sitting by the fire. He had a wine bottle and two glasses.

They didn’t need to speak. They enjoyed the entire bottle of wine. Tina felt a little tipsy. She smiled at him as she took off her leather jacket. Her red lace bra barely contained her breasts. Milky white flesh struggled to stay within the tiny scraps of lace.

He smiled as he stood up and slipped off his leather pants.

Tina could see his erection stretching his underwear. Licking her lips she walked towards him, slowly unbuckling her leather pants.

He reached out to her and carefully lowered her pants down. Her nakedness enthralled him. He stood before her. Tina wearing only a bra, he wearing only his underwear.

Tina had spent the day on the edge of bike induced pleasure. She wanted the real thing.

She knelt before him and carefully pulled on his underwear. His erect penis popped out and sprang up before her eyes. It looked beautiful to her. Long and solid. Thin veins ran the length up to the red hot knob. She wanted to touch it, to caress his big balls hanging amidst his curly dark hair. Her hands grabbed his knees as she buried her nose into the base of his shaft. His musky odour filled her nostrils. Slowly she started to kiss and nibble on his cock. Her mouth moved up to the tip. Her lips licked all around the edge of his knob before her mouth opened and she suckled the tip vigorously.

He stood there as she worked. Her mouth made his cock wet. Tina could taste his salty pre cum in her mouth. She enjoyed it. She wanted to make him come and she was determined to taste every drop of his essence. She wanted to feel his emotions boil over and fill her throat.

Her hands were tight on his knees, holding him upright. His hands were on her head, guiding her. Unconsciously he started to pump his hips, pushing into her mouth. Her lips quivered as she felt the passion rising.

She sucked on his tip, stretching his cock as much as she could.

His entire body shivered. He groaned as he lost control.

Sperm rocketed into her mouth. Tina opened her mouth as he shot his load, in bursts as he thrust into her mouth. Once, twice, 3 times she felt him.

“Mmmm” was all she could say, licking his sperm from her lips and lightly kissing his tender cock.

His knees went weak. He had to sit down. He pulled her down beside him. The fire warmed their naked skin. He lay her back on the sandy soil.
He needed time to recover from Tina making him come and he wanted to spend that time exploring her body with his tongue.

He opened her knees to reveal her womanhood. Her lips looked swollen and red. He paused to kiss the backs of her knees, taking time to caress her soft white skin. His fingers traced circles on her inner thighs making her shiver. He could see goosebumps and he could feel her body tingling. Tina’s body had been on edge for most of the day. The vibrating mass of the motorbike engine had taken her to the heights of erotica several times during the day. Her thighs ached from gripping the solid metal machine. She craved the soft touch of his fingers and hands. But it was his tongue that pushed her to extremes.

Firstly, she felt his hot breath upon her very delicate skin. His breath was like fire. Softly, his lips grazed hers. His tongue traced the full extent of her womanhood. He didn’t push, but he could feel her body unfolding. His hands moved under her hips, lifting her up to his eager mouth. He kissed her, and his tongue worked its way into her. She wriggled as he licked. Tina placed her hands on his head, guiding him to her clit. He kissed it, teasing it with his teeth, until it was firm.

Arching her back, her thighs suddenly squeezed around his head. Tina gripped his hair and tried to pull him into her body. He tasted her excitement as she came, soaking his chin with saliva and her juices.

The tingling waves cascading through her body aroused him. He felt a familiar movement in his cock as blood rushed back to his member. He started to move up her body, kissing and licking her soft skin. His tongue tickled around her navel. His lips kissed their way upwards.

Tina was still wearing her red lace bra. She reached behind to unclasp it, not wanting anything to distract him as he moved across her body.

The firelight cast a red glow on her milky breasts. Her nipples stood proud in the middle of her soft flesh.

He inched further up her body. Tina could feel his erection between her legs. She moved one hand to guide it closer to her wet cunt.

Her other hand grabbed his hip, making sure he stayed on course.

By the time his mouth had reached the ticklish area of her neck, Tina could feel his penis knocking on her door. She wriggled and opened her legs as much as possible. She could barely believe that he was so close.

His tip brushed against her lips, wet with anticipation. She raised her hips, eager to take him in.

Slowly he entered her, the aches of the day forgotten as her legs wrapped around his waist.

There was no rushing, no feverish thrusting. He moved at his own pace. Pushing his cock deep inside her and then carefully pulling back until only the tip was as at her lips. He aroused her with every movement.

His body shivered as his climax began to build.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he pumped.

He tried to delay without success.

“I’m coming,” he moaned.

His thrusts became urgent. His whole body tensed. Finally he burst. Wave after wave of hot spunk gushed into Tina pushing her to climax.

Their bodies were locked together. Sweat mingling with cum and juice. They were physically drained.

Tina was looking up at the stars when his penis popped out of her and he rolled onto his back.

The fire burned low as the night wore on.

They made love again, just before dawn. Then, with the sun cresting the horizon, they parted.