Biker Girl

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*English is not my native language. I have edited the story but please be lenient about any mistakes.

*This is a short mmf story. If you are looking for a gangbang then this is not for you.

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My parents never owned a car. They were motorcycle people and they possessed a maturity and devotion about motorcycles and driving them that lacked in most modern Greeks. Every time they came home after a ride I could see how happy they were. I felt like magic was happening on that ride. When I was old enough I couldn't help wonder if sex was a part of their happiness.

I am a 165 cm and 62 kg brunette. Not strong enough to handle a big machine so I decided to only use a bicycle. With that from a second class citizen (biker) I became a third class (cyclist). That didn't stop my interest on motorcycles and with the advent of the INTERNET in my life I found a lot of bikers on-line.

Through Facebook I met an Austrian dentist in his mid thirties named Wolfgang or Wolf as I called him. Neither of us spoke good English but there was mutual interest for one another. He had a big collection of motorcycles and he posted slick videos riding them. I liked them all and he liked me.

There are quite a few people into muscle bikes in Germany and Austria where he lived. When a few bikers' clubs would have a gathering in the Alps he invited me.

I had second thoughts from the start. He was also good looking with long blond hair and a beard and I was attracted to him but I worried that he was a rich playboy wanted to show off. Anyway, since I always wanted visit Austrian mountains and decided to take him on his offer for a two day vacation.

I went to Austria by airplane and then took a bus. It left me in a turn of a mountain road we had agreed from before with Wolf. My phone was out of battery by that time and I was crossing my fingers things would go the way we had role-play in our online chats. If not, I would be stack on a mountain alone with the wolves.

It didn't take long and I heard the sound of his motorcycle. I flashed my leg and gave him the thumps up sign like a sexy hitchhiker. He slowed down his bike and after making a circle around me before he parked next to me.

Wolf took off his helmet and I noticed that he had cut his long hair and had trimmed his beard. He looked very different, almost unrecognizable but much better looking than the pictures online. Instead of coming to pick me up with a Harley he came riding an old but very good looking Yamaha Virago. He had this serious masculine and down to earth vibe that every proper biker has to have. Like a working class man and not as a rich kid with expensive leather and motorcycles. I was impressed.

I introduced myself as Ntina, a eurotraveler and I asked him to take me with him farther down the road. When he asked me where I was going, I realized that his spoken English was worse than his written. I told him again with equally bad English that I was visiting Austria for a few days and I was looking for an adventure.

He looked at me with disbelieve and excitement. To warm him up even more and late him know that I really fancied him I raised my skirt and flashed my panties at him.

He smiled at me and I got on his bike and we took off. The wind on my face, the sound of his machine and my hug on his body made me feel so free and happy. I let my hands wander from his knee all the way up his crotch and rested them there.

When he felt it, he sped up and then left the main road to go up a dirt path until he stopped under the shadow of some trees. We got off the bike and we kissed. His hand squeezed my ass-cheeks. I reached down and took his hard pulsating cock out from his pants. He groaned and hid his dick in his jeans, He jumped on his bike and I jumped behind him and we rode like the wind until we reached a small two story house in the country.

He rushed me through the front door into the living room were we passed by another man that was sleeping in the couch. He was pulling me behind him as we ascended some stairs and in a room in the upper floor.

He lifted me up and left me standing on the bed. I took of my dress and he immediately sucked on my bare nipples. He pulled my panties down with his teeth and when I stepped off them he threw them away. They hit the window and only by centimeters stayed inside the house.

I was giggling all the way and enjoyed the playful and passionate handling from my lover. I thought that my Austrian dentist would be more timid but he was full of passion. He continued to kiss my belly and his tongue tasted my pussy.

I took off his leather jacket and his white t-shirt. He had tattoos on his hands, chest and back. I hadn't noticed those on his Facebook page but yet again he mostly had photos of his motorcycles there.

I jumped on the bed and bounced with my butt on the mattress and fell on my back waiting for him with my legs open. His trousers and underwear were off in seconds and his thick cock was hanging hard with pre cum shining on the tip. He took a condom from a drawer and put it on. Lowering himself and his cock in-front of my pussy he pushed inside me. It was such a sweet feeling as he was sliding in and out of my pussy. Looking his well built body tightening and loosing as he was fucking me, from below him, simply took my breathe away.

I hugged him as I was having my orgasm and he pulled out still hard. Not to leave him with less pleasure than mine, I pulled him by the dick and jerked him off until he came on my breasts. I knew he like that from our web-chat. He left on top of me out of breath and rested next to me. We had only fucked for ten minutes and we were both spent.

He asked me when I was leaving and I told him that I was flying the following evening. He had to go to work he said but I could stay the night if I wanted to and they would take me to the airport the following day. "Who are they?" I asked Wolf, so he took me down to meet his friend that was awake by that time.

He introduced me to Alex. He got up to greet me and he was a really tall blond man. He looked really shy and was having trouble looking me in the eyes and was blushing. Having felt like that in numerous occasions I felt for him and liked him from the start.

A few minutes later Wolf left and I was alone with Alex. We ate French toasts and an omelet I made and watched the Gladiator movie. It was dubbed in German and I couldn't understand nothing but I had already seen it and knew was what happening. When the movie finished I called it a night.

At seven o'clock in the morning Wolf had returned. He came in the room that we had fucked and I was sleeping. He woke me up and asked if I wanted to go on a picnic with them before taking me back to the airport.

I liked the idea and after a hour I was riding on Wolf's bike heading up some mountains. Alex was a biker also, riding a KTM.

We got to a dirt road and rode on until any sign of a road disappeared. I had no idea where they were taking me until I got on to a plateau that was looking over the valley. The area was no more than a few dozen square meters wide, covered from all sides with trees except the front where the view was stunning. The boys lay down mats and towels for all of us and then they began stripping before my eyes until they were completely naked. They told me that was what they did every time there was so much sun.

Wolf always complained in our chats that he wished he lived in by the sea and hated the mountains and now he seemed very comfortable on the top of one. I was so happy that he was willing to give it a try knowing how much I liked it.

It was a great day to be outside and the sun was compensating for the light breeze on the mountain top. I took off my dress and my bra, living only my thong and lay down between them. I covered my eyes with my forearm since it never occurred to me that I would sun bathing on a mountain. The sunbathing didn't last long. Soon Wolf's leg was rubbing against my thigh. I looked down and saw that his dick was standing tall and straight like a flag pole. His hands eventually glided over me, on my belly and down under my thong, playing with my pussy and clit.

He had me so hot that I jumped on top of him and kissed his lips. He pushed me down until his cock was in my sight and I started taking big licks of the tip of his head, before making it disappear in my mouth. I was so turned on and focused on Wolf that I had forgotten about Alex. When I felt my thong going down my butt cheeks revealing my wet pussy I looked back and saw him. His cock was like a forearm holding an apple covered with a shiny condom that was about to burst from the tension.

Because he was so big I was scared that it would hurt when he would stick it in my pussy. I looked at Wolf waiting for Alex to fill me up with his penis. My penetration by Alex turned out to be sweet and I started sucking his friend again so we could all have our pleasure. Shy Alex was a ferocious fucker. From a slow fuck in the beginning, he then mounted me and with his hands on my shoulders fucked me so hard that all in the valley heard me scream out my pleasure.

All that time Wolf couldn't have his cock sucked but he didn't care. He just lay back and enjoyed me fucking his friend or his friend fucking me. I don't know how he saw it but I know that it felt perfect. Alex was bound to cum soon since he was fucking so hard. When it was time I got up I took the rubber off and pumped his hard member with both hands. His face was twitching in pleasure that looked like pain as I was jerking his cock and he yelled loud when his thick white cum streamed out and landed on my neck and boobs.

I tried to get up and get a tissue to wipe my body and get a breath but Wolf pulled me close. He gently eased me on my back and lay on top of me. He opened my legs, held them open and started fucking my pussy.

After all this fucking I was so close to an orgasm, but he wouldn't let me. Whenever I was on the brink of an orgasm, it was as if he was reading it in my face and he stopped or slowed down. Maybe he wasn't doing it for me at all, maybe he wanted to stay inside me and fuck me for as long as possible but for whatever reason he did it, I was in the verge of an orgasm for a very long time.

When it finally happened it was explosive. I was shaking like a fish out of the water. I lost my sight and my breath for a while. Soon after that I was on my knees sucking Wolfs cock and let him finish inside my mouth.

After all that sex we filed our bellies with the cold French toast and beer the boys had brought with them. They lacked any taste but I was so hungry and happy that I didn't care. Then it was time to head back to home for a shower and the ride back to town so I could catch my flight to Greece.

Alex took me to the airport on his bike and we kissed goodbye. On my way home on the plane I recharged and opened my phone and all the notifications started to rain in from everywhere, SMS, Facebook, email, missed calls. I hadn't checked them since the noon of the previous day. I emailed my mom first and then checked my emails and I got confused.

Wolf had sent a lot of mails directly to my mail and through Facebook and they didn't make any sense. For starters he seemed to be sending them at the time that we were together and at that time I was sure that he didn't have a smartphone at hand.

To make things more peculiar his messages started happy, saying that he couldn't wait to see me, and then they turned anxious asking if I got lost and then he started calling me names for dumping him.

When I reached home I emailed him and left messages on his profile telling him to quit joking. I reminded him of the great times we had together. I received an angry response telling me that he wasted his weekend waiting for me. None of what he wrote made sense. I went to his Facebook page before he unfriend me and plow through it for all his pictures. What came as a shock was that in the pictures that he posted after "our" weekend "together" was that he had the same long hair and beard. He looked nothing like the "Wolf" I met and fucked in Austria.

I felt like I was in the twilight zone. I didn't want to believe it at first but I am now certain that I fucked the wrong man. I don't know why. Maybe because the stranger came at the right time, maybe because our English was so bad that he didn't reacted when I called him "Wolf". The truth is I don't know who I fucked in Austria but I sure loved every minute of it.