The diner was a regular handout for hipsters and bikers. It was cheap and dirty, located on a back road, not far from the main highway. The car park was full of motorcycles and big rig trucks.

The leader of the bikers was Sandy. Barely five foot tall, she ruled the diner with an iron fist, covered in a soft black leather glove.

Her leather jacket was legendary amongst the bikers and everyone wanted a ride with Sandy.

“I love the feeling of hot metal between my thighs,” she said, “second only to the feeling of hot flesh inside my thighs!” She laughed loudly at her own joke.

The novice biker shivered at these words as he heard Sandy walk into the back room of the diner. He was a virgin biker. Never been on anything bigger than a tricycle! How could he cope with Big Sandy?

She laughed softly and the sound reassured him. He relaxed as much as he could. He had submitted to the novice initiation without realising what he would have to go through. He was tied to a big double bed, spread-eagled on his back and as nude as the day he had been born.

Sandy sauntered over and stood, smiling at the foot of the bed, wearing only her trademark leather jacket and the smallest red knickers.

“Can you handle these curves?” She asked, slowly unzipping her jacket.

He expected to see a matching red lace bra, underneath the leather but instead Sandy slowly revealed her bare breasts.

Unconsciously he felt a stirring in his groin. His nudity had rendered him limp, but the slow exposure of Sandy’s magnificent tits has started the blood to pump up his cock.

“Ooh,” said Sandy, “that looks promising. I hope you know how to make that hot rod move.”

He tried to talk, but words failed him, as Sandy completely opened her jacket and threw it away.
Her unrestrained tits bounced with glee and he could see that her nipples were rock hard. The sight of her fantastic body overwhelmed him. His cock, with a mind of its own, stood up proudly.

Sandy smiled as she teasingly removed her red lace underwear. The sight of him nude before her as he was powerless on the bed, excited her. She had almost everything she wanted.

She had a well endowed man powerless before her.
She had complete control.

There was only one more thing she needed.

“I want to feel you deep inside me,” she said. “I want to fuck you until you come!”

Slowly Sandy straddled his hips, her naked cunt wet and gleaming, just inches above his swaying cock.

She knew she was ready. She could feel her juices as they oozed from her aroused lips and started to run like tears down her thighs. She took his cock in one hand, holding it steady as she began to lower herself down onto his knob.

“Oooh” she squealed.

She stopped when his shaft was half inside her and she deliberately wiggled around to enjoy the feeling of his flesh against hers.

She leaned back, her thigh muscles holding him tight, and carefully sank down on him until his entire shaft was hidden inside her.

She sat on him, motionless for a minute, savouring the tightness as his cock stretched her cunt.

Leaning forward, her breasts dangling like ripe fruit before his slobbering mouth, she arched her hips and slowly began to grind her hips into him.

He managed to catch one proud nipple with his mouth and began to suck loudly.

Sandy was lost in passion. She had everything she wanted. His cock filled every inch of her cunt, and her complete control of him made her dizzy with desire.

She manoeuvred around him. He was strapped to the bed and powerless to resist anything she did. She kept his cock captured in her cunt, as she moved to face away from him. She leant down between his legs and stuck her arse up into the air. She felt his erection sticking into her at a new and exciting angle. The sight of her bare back titillated him and he tried to pump his cock into her, thrusting his hips as his arms and legs remained bound.

“Steady baby,” Sandy cooed, “we have all night.” But her reassurance was too late. His body couldn’t take any more of her arousal and with a groan and a shudder he shot his load of hot cum deep inside Sandy’s wet cunt. She squeezed her thighs together to capture every drop, before she carefully climbed off his body. His limp cock, deflated and powerless, slipped out of her cunt and Sandy could feel his cum running down her thighs.

“Looks like I need to clean you up a bit,” she laughed as she started to lick at his wet, flaccid cock. Her hot breath and experienced tongue covered every inch of his now small cock. She loved the salty taste of his cum mixed with her own musky juices.

Her enthusiasm soon restored his pride and she smiled as she felt his cock beginning to stiffen inside her mouth.

She smiled as she reached over and quietly undid the bonds that held him captive. He was exhausted from his struggling.

Sandy kissed him on the mouth and he tasted his own cum on her lips.

“I’ve ridden you,” she said with a grin, “now I want you to ride me!”

He needed no extra encouragement. Sandy lay on her stomach, as he positioned himself between her knees. Carefully he lifted up her arse until her knees were on the bed and her sweet cunt was proudly on display before him.

He gave her juicy lips a quick kiss, snaking his tongue up and down the length of her cunt, and circling her aroused clit. He moaned softy at the taste of her body. It was a fantastic turn on for him. His cock had quickly recovered and needed no encouragement to fuck her.

He pulled Sandy’s arse towards him as he knelt adoringly before her cunt.

Carefully he pressed his knob against her cunt lips and got it coated in her juices. He easily slid it into her, his shaft disappearing into her wet cunt. He grabbed her hips as he reached maximum depth and started to grind his body into hers. Sandy squeaked as his balls slapped against her cunt.

He pulled her up against his chest, arms reaching around to massage Sandy’s magnificent tits. He couldn’t see them but he could easily tweak her aroused nipples.

His movement was rhythmic and her body rocked forward with every forward thrust. They were bound together and waves of passion began to rise. Sandy could feel the blissful tingling in the cunt as it started to spread. He could feel the build up of desire as it made his knees buckle and go weak.

“I’m close,” he grunted.

“Don’t stop,” Sandy commanded, “I’m coming too!”

Together they climaxed!

He collapsed in Sandy’s arms and they blissfully slept.