Easy Rider

"Don't swallow then?" I asked after a few moments in the darkness, having to ask after she'd resorted to her hand to finish me off. Her arm slid across my body more and round my ribs, pulling herself a little closer to me and snuggling in a bit more.

"Not on the first date," she murmured quietly, giving a little arch of her back as my hand slid over her firm arse and rested over her hip. The silence closed in around us in the darkness, only the sounds of our breath breaking through it, softening as we relaxed. Tired from a day of travelling and having been sucked off by Katy Perry were hardly things to keep me awake, and I quickly slipped from feeling quite sharp and focused on the reality of things into a deep, restful sleep. Katy I didn't know about, but she seemed quiet and satisfied, laid securely on my chest, holding me a bit closer than I'd have expected...if I'd expected anything at all.

Evidently she slept as well as I did, because when I woke in the morning we were still cuddled together, rolled more together now with my arms around her. Pulling her close to me as if she were my girlfriend made her stir, mumbling and pressing me back down on the bed, kissing my chest lightly as I lay back beneath her. Looking down to the singer lost in her raven hair, I couldn't help but smile to myself as I stared up at the ceiling, wonderfully surprised and delighted it hadn't been a vivid dream. A few comfortable minutes with her passed as the beckoning Californian sunshine poured in the windows, tempting me to get out on the bike almost as much as Katy did to stay in bed. I let my hands stray, stroking over her smooth back and down onto her bum, giving a firm squeeze as my other hand slid back up under her shirt, towards her shoulder blades as she stirred again. Her thigh moved over mine, the sensation of her silky skin against me enough to stiffen my already swelling erection far more, causing me to push my hips up a little as the tingle spread through me.

"Mmm good morning," she murmured, not lifting her head as her hand slid straight onto my cock, sending a rush through me as her fingers closed around me. Just using a gentle grasp, she interrupted it with a firm squeeze to make me push into her hand a bit more, then started lazily stroking me up and down with a soft, teasing grip, letting her hand deliberately catch me just under the tip of my cock to make it jump.

"Eager this morning aren't we?" she teased as I pushed up a little at her grasp, wishing she'd take hold and get to work, holding myself back as she gave more squeezes.

"But I'm afraid there's no time for this, we need to get on the road," she said, kissing my chest as her hand continued its gentle stroke. I couldn't help but grumble a little, knowing we needed to get riding but wanting her to get me off first.

"Take me for a ride first, then you'll get more," she purred, looking up at me with a smile as she gripped my cock and held, feeling me moving slightly in her fist as she looked me in the eye, planting another kiss on my chest. She just paused a moment, a final restful one, before she turned her head to look down at my throbbing erection, giving a squeeze and then suddenly going full assault, jerking me off hard and fast, her hand clamped down firmly around me as she worked rapidly up and down every inch for a blissful few seconds, a ragged gasp escaping me as I thrust up into her ministrations. And then she abruptly let me go, rolling away and out of reach, sliding off the bed and giving me a lovely view of her booty as I gasped for breath.

"Time to get up...in a different way," she added, glancing down to my rock hard cock as she looked over her shoulder with a playful smile. It was clear she was going to be quite a handful for this little adventure, and not only in cup size. Walking round the bed, I was treated to the lovely sight of her stretching as she peeled the little grey shirt off over her head, letting her gorgeous breasts free just as she walked into the en suite and shut the door, the shower rushing a few moments later. I took a breath and lay back in the bed, contemplating what was to come as she took a shower, before pushing myself up in bed to sit as I thought about joining her.

She'd closed the door however, and the invitation hadn't been made. Pondering things I needed to do to the bike, like adjust the rear preload a little for a couple of days of pillion riding and get it loaded up with luggage helped distract me from Katy sufficiently for a few minutes until the shower shut off, followed swiftly by the gorgeous singer emerging into the bedroom wrapped in a towel, accentuating her ample chest, the ends of her hair damp.

"All yours," she purred, turning to her dresser.

"Hey, do you have some gear to wear?" I asked, since it was rather an important factor that we'd not got around to discussing.

"Yeah I've got my own stuff. An ex of mine had a bike, so I got some gear to ride with him," she replied, glancing round at me as she picked through her underwear.

"Cool," was all I could reply as I slid off the bed and headed into the bathroom, figuring she had some basic gear as she took me in on my way to the shower. A few minutes under the hot water was a lovely way to wake up, besides another handjob from Katy Perry of course, and brought me round properly, feeling refreshed and ready to get out onto the road. Helping myself to one of her towels, I dried off and wrapped it round my waist, opening the door and stepping back into the bedroom to a visage of lustful perfection.

Wearing a black thong and matching bra, Katy was just pulling a pair of tight black leather bike trousers up her toned thighs, looking over to me with a smile as she wiggled her hips seductively to work them up tightly over her ass. Concealing her sexy panties with a tug of the zip and click of the poppers, she turned more to let me see the sexy details of her bra, a mix of satin and sheer. She was a sight to behold with the black leather snugly wrapping around every curve of her legs and firm ass as she turned to pick up a contrasting red top to wear underneath her jacket.

"Nice shower?" she asked, breaking the silence that I'd been using to stare at her.

"Yeah, great," I replied with a smile, walking past her to find my own stuff. She pulled the top over her head and looked round to watch as I pulled my shorts on and pragmatically got into my own leathers, wrestling them into place and sitting down to get into my boots as she finished zipping hers up, looking very much the part with one foot up on the bed, tempting my vision by running her hands back up her thigh.

"So where we going?" she asked, looking lovely in her bright red top, pulling snugly around her enticing boobs.

"We'll find somewhere don't worry," I said, finishing with the boots and standing up with a grab of my shirt, pulling it on as Katy waited.

"Sounds mysterious," she said with a little cock of her eyebrow and a smile.

"Sure is, an exciting adventure," I smiled, checking through my stuff to make sure I had everything before picking up my jacket, sliding into the familiar leather. She was spurred into action as I picked up my helmet, ready to go now.

"I'll be there in a minute, let me just get a few bits," she said, turning to start quickly packing things into a backpack.

"Sure, I'll go and get the bike ready. Not too much stuff remember," I said with a smile, heading for the door. Katy set about it as I headed down the stairs, taking a deep breath as I reassured myself this was real, stepping out the door into the Californian sunshine and fresh ocean air. Sitting my helmet down on the seat of the bike, I found the keys and got the ignition on with a tactile click, pressing the starter that instigated a twist of the engine and then a throaty rumble as it sparked into life. With it warming up I got my bag onto the back, clear of the back seat that Katy would need, securing it firmly down and checking things over quickly. Satisfied it was all ready to go, I zipped my jacket onto my trousers, then zipped it up ready for the ride, settling into it just as the door opened and the luscious American singer emerged, bag over her shoulder and helmet in hand.

"Holy fuck," I said slowly, trying not to let on how overwhelmed I was at the sight of her, the curvy Californian wrapped entirely in snug black leather, the fitting trousers and tall boots, added to a figure hugging jacket that pulled in at the waist and went out at her chest, met by the cascading curls of her silky black hair over her shoulders. She had a deep red helmet in her hand, smiling as she approached the bike.

"Let's get going then," she beamed, evidently enjoying herself both teasing me and at the prospect of the escape. She pulled her straps around and clipped them shut to secure the bag on her back, settling it with a rock of her shoulders as I stepped over the bike, dropping onto the saddle and kicking the stand underneath as I pulled it up with the handlebars. Giving a few quick revs of the engine to get it going properly evoked a lovely rasp from the exhausts, the enticing throb beneath me as I walked the Triumph around to head down towards the gates of her expensive house.

Katy pulled the helmet on and down over her hair, leaving the rest of it trailing out from beneath as she settled her lid, fastening the strap under her chin and then looking to me waiting on the bike, able to see the smile in her eyes as she walked over to the bike. I couldn't resist twisting round to pat the seat behind me as she approached, smiling inside the helmet as she got to the bike, taking a moment to size it up before taking a grasp on my shoulder and lifting her leg over, finding the pillion peg with her boot and pulling herself up onto the seat behind me as I held the bike firmly, getting her other foot on and settling in place, her leather clad knees squeezing in on me as she did.

Glancing back I gave a questioning nod to make sure she was ready, met with a return nod of her helmet, and then focused on the run down to her gates, kicking the bike down into first gear and letting the clutch out to roll smoothly away down toward the road, easing down to the junction and then out since it was quiet, opening the throttle up and kicking up a couple of gears as we got moving, relaxing into the feel of the machine beneath me and the weight of Katy behind me, who seemed to be comfortable on the back as we got going.

We had to go through some of the city in order to escape, the inevitable traffic and frustrations, filtering through though it was a little more tricky on a bike loaded with luggage and passenger. Eventually we managed to escape and beneath the beaming Californian sunshine broke free of the urban jungle, to the suburban jungle at least, getting away from the cloying density of the city. It took some time to get clear of civilisation, eventually seeing the houses fade into the mirrors as the road stretched North and onward towards the forests and countryside, Katy riding behind me without complaint as the miles passed.

A couple of hours on the bike were enough to warrant a quick break though and we pulled over at a rest stop, taking the chance to get off the bike for a bit and stretch, Katy looking a little tight as we did, her legs stiff from riding behind me. We went into the diner for a coffee and a snack, sitting and looking out the window, beyond the bike at the open landscape ahead and its prospects to escape quietly with one another. A few guys checked Katy out in her hugging leather outfit but nobody else appeared to recognise her, not that she was making a show of herself however, keeping her head down quietly at the table as we took a break.

A few minutes rest and then a couple more stretching our legs was enough to head back to the bike, getting a knowing nod from another biker as he pulled in. Hopping back onto the Triumph, I had barely pulled it up as Katy clambered on with me, starting it up as she settled in, her hands moving round my waist this time, pulling herself closer to me than she had been as I kicked into gear and pulled away, feeling delightfully wanted by her as I opened up the bike and accelerated onto the road again, winding up the speed now as we got onto the open road into the countryside.

As I accelerated down the beckoning road the beautiful singer huddled in behind me, shielding herself from the wind and resting her head gently against my back, giving just a light squeeze of her thighs to me as she relaxed for the ride. The traffic melted away as we got further from the city, the trees closing in around us as we climbed through the hills into the forests, towering and ancient as we sped beneath their boughs on the throbbing Bonneville, the lovely exhaust note tempting me to load the throttle at times, especially as we climbed up the winding roads. Katy knew how to ride pillion as she easily moved with me, gliding effortlessly through the bends and flowing with me and the bike, holding securely to me with complete trust.

The wide blue sky stretched infinitely above us as we wound peacefully through the picturesque roads, the undulating roads offering an enjoyable blend of downhill sweeps and uphill climbs, the Triumph eating them up easily. I'd done many miles on this bike in recent days, but these were without doubt the best, on a great road with Katy Perry on the back, taking her for a ride, away from the madness of her daily life. Climbing to the top of the hill saw a break in the trees and a viewing area at the edge of the tumble into the valley below, where I pulled the bike over in the shade from the tall trees behind us.

Thrumming to a stop, I clicked the engine off, the silence so complete in the sudden moment it cut out, a relief we didn't know we were seeking from the constant sounds of the ride. I waited as Katy climbed off a little stiffly, stretching herself as I put the bike onto the side stand and stepped off, reaching up to free myself of my helmet. Setting it down on the bike, I looked over to Katy as she did the same, shaking her long hair out sexily after she did, smiling to me as she stood it on the back of the bike and took her bag off with a lovely shrug of her shoulders.

Walking to the wooden barrier overlooking the sprawling countryside below us, I gave a deep sigh of satisfaction, taking in the peace and quiet of nature and the stunning view before me, and then the stunning view beside me as Katy joined me, resting her elbows on the barrier and lightly clasping her hands to rest on them in front of her chin, her big eyes roving across the incredible view.

"How's the escape so far?" I asked, taking in her gorgeous curves accentuated by the leather outfit. My eyes scanning back up her body met hers, catching me in the act of checking her out, but she just gave a smile, drinking up the attention I was giving her.

"Just that," she replied, turning her gaze back to the wide open view as my own moved down to check out her ass, the black leather trousers clinging to her perfectly. Drawn to her and deciding to push things a little bit, I slid in behind her and ran my hands round her hips, letting one slide round over her body to pull her close as I reached up with the other to pull her hair aside so I could plant a soft, lingering kiss on her delicate neck, feeling her shiver as I did.

"Well now you've escaped, you can do whatever you want," I said, kissing her some more as she turned towards me so I could plant them on her cheek, my hand slipping underneath her arm and unashamedly across her chest, reaching up to grasp the zip of her jacket and ease it down slowly.

"Whatever I want huh?" she murmured, tipping her head back to let me kiss at her neck once more as she arched her back to rub her firm ass into me.

"Anything, you've broken free," I said, letting my fingertips stray between then open zip of her jacket and over the firm tops of her breasts through the soft red top.

"So if I wanted you to bend me over this railing..." she said huskily, lowering her head again and looking foxily into my eyes as I kissed her cheek once more.

"Then you can definitely have that," I murmured, nuzzling against her a little and kissing her again as my fingertips found her jacket zip again, sliding it down most of the way to expose a V down to her stomach. I took the invitation and let my hand slide inside her leathers, onto her breast to give a firm squeeze as my other hand slipped into the bottom of the enticing opening, sliding down over her top and onto the soft, warm skin of her tummy, knowing that below all that stood in my way was her sexy black thong.

I just paused as my fingertips grazed the edge of it, toying along it for a few moments before I just let them slip beneath, Katy leaning back into me as she allowed my exploration. Taking it slow, I stroked over her smooth body, neatly waxed save for her dark landing strip of hair, which I deliberately avoided as I slowly let my fingers circle on their way south. There was nothing but the sounds of nature around us as I continued to grope at her chest, the singer pushing back onto me as I just let my fingertips brush through the top of her soft strip of pubic hair, inviting me to follow it straight down onto her clit. Just as my finger moved to do so however her hand took hold of my wrist to stop me, twisting to pull away from me a little with a devilish smile.

"You're not gonna get that," she said, sticking her tongue out playfully at me.

"I thought you wanted to exploit your freedom," I said, grinning at her as my other hand slid up to gently pull my fingertips down her slender neck.

"Mm I do, but not yet. Maybe I'll let you exploit it later on," she purred, giving me a wink as she pulled herself from my grasp, turning back on me within my arms to slip her own around my neck. My hands instinctively moved around her back, pulling in at the smooth taper of her body as she leaned up to kiss me, pushing up onto her toes and giving me a great opportunity to squeeze her ass as her tongue slid into my mouth, softly caressing at my own as we accelerated into a hungry, passionate kiss.

She kissed wantonly down my neck as she broke away, making me tingle at her lust for me before she escaped me and slipped from my reach, looking back over her shoulder at me mischievously as she zipped her jacket back up. I gave a sigh as I smiled, loving how she teased but also with the clear intention of giving me what I wanted, and what she evidently wanted too. I was just going to have to work for it, which I was more than happy to do, contemplating what this adventure might have in store as I turned to look out over the view again, letting the quiet of the surrounding forest absorb me.

Katy sorted out her clothes and then sidled up behind me, slipping her arms around me and looking round me at the view, just melting into my moment and sharing it, standing quietly as we both soaked up the silence and freedom from the bustle of the modern world. Minutes passed easily as we soaked it up, not another soul passing on the road to ruin it for us by stopping or recognising Katy Perry, like it was all ours...all mine. The wilderness, the road, the bike, the girl...all mine. A deep sigh from Katy broke my train of mindless thought and spurred me to stand up from the smooth wooden railing, polished from thousands of other hands before mine, disturbing Katy behind me. Giving a stretch, I kicked my legs out as I walked away from the barrier.

"We'd best get going again," I said, looking into the big eyes of the distinctly content looking singer.

"Sure," she said, turning back to the bike. As she got her helmet and bag back on I strolled around a bit, stretching my legs back out properly before we got going again. She was all ready to go as I reached the Triumph, picking up my helmet and turning the keys with my spare hand, pressing the starter to get the parallel twin into life, giving it a few moments to get itself started again as I pulled the helmet on and deftly fastened it, adjusting a couple of vents for comfort before I stepped over the bike, sitting down again onto the familiar seat and kicking the stand as I righted it. Without even needing to glance back Katy climbed onto the back behind me, already into the routine as my sexy bike chick as she dropped down behind me, settling into place with a grip of her knees and hands sliding onto my waist once more.