Tami & The Bikers

My little adventure began on a suggested road trip with my husband. My husband wanted to take a long scenic drive along the east coast. We started off early in the morning heading north. Once we got a few miles from our town my husband started to insist that I get more comfortable. Comfortable to my husband is me being naked.

Looking around and realizing nobody was close by I finally agreed. I was wearing a sundress and a pair of panties. I removed the sundress and laid it on the floor by my feet, then slowly I teased my husband pulling down my panties. Once they were removed I also laid them at my feet.

My husband insisted I lay back and enjoy the ride. I took his advice and enjoyed the sun bathing my body. My husband persistently pulled my legs apart and finally I gave up the fight and laid there with my legs wide open.

I suppose I had fallen asleep. I was startled by the loud noise of motorcycles approaching. I jumped up and could see about 10 motorcycles approaching our car. I reached down to grab my sundress to cover my body but it was gone. I looked at my husband and asked what happened to my dress. He said he threw it and my panties in the back for safekeeping.

I didn’t know what to do, I figured it would be quite obvious if I climbed over the seats to get my clothes. My husband said, just relax they are going to pass us in a minute and are probably enjoying the road and not concerned about other people. I sat nervously in the seat as they continued to approach. I tried to cover myself with my hands. One hand between my legs and the other across my chest.

When they finally reached us, they slowed down as they were passing. I was so embarrassed. There were ten of them and three had ladies on the back of their motorcycles. They rode next to us for a few minutes, taking turns glancing in, I just looked the other way. Finally my husband said look dear they are riding off, as I turned to look the last biker waved and gave us a nod. They continued down the road until they were out of site.

My husband turned to me and said see, was there anything to be alarmed about? I said I guess not, I was scared before, but extremely excited during and after the show. My husband said look how excited it made me, I turned and looked and he had such a bulge in his pants. He asked if I could take care of it for him. I instinctively unzipped his shorts and pulled his penis out of his underwear. As I started sucking him, he instructed me to get on my knees. I knew this would give anyone that passed on the right a good view of my exposed ass and pussy, but I was so horny at this point I didn’t care.

As I was sucking my husband I could feel my wetness dripping down the inside of my thighs, and I kept thinking, damn I am excited. After a few minutes, my husband announced that he was going to cum. I began to suck him harder and take him deeper in my mouth. He finally exploded and it seemed like he came a gallon. When I sat up I noticed the ten motorcyclist just ahead. They had pulled off the side of the road to rest I guess. As we rode past they all whistled and waved. I guess to show appreciation for the display.

We continued down the road for another hour or so, and I was really enjoying the feel of the wind and sun caressing my naked body. I wish I had done this more often. Suddenly my husband began to swear. He said damn we are just about out of gas and I haven’t seen a gas station for miles. We were way out on the back roads and really hadn’t seen anything but trees and an occasional cow pasture. Hoping to find one my husband pressed on, until the car started to sputter as it ran out of gas and onto the fumes.

When we finally came to a rest on the side of the road, my husband was pretty upset with himself. He went to the back and handed me my clothes. I dressed in my panties and sundress, throwing on a pair of sandals. We sat their pondering what to do next.

A few minutes later we heard the roar of the motorcycles approaching again. Not sure if this was good news or bad news. As the motorcycles approached they slowed down stopping on the side of the road by us. They shut the motorcycles off and asked if they could help. My husband stated that we had run out of gas, and didn’t know where a gas station was located. One of the bikers stated there was a gas station about 10 miles up a head. My husband said great, I guess we should start walking.

The bikers said this wasn’t the nicest stretch of road to be stuck on and he recommended that my husband stay with the vehicle to ensure nobody came by and stripped it of all its parts and they would run me up to the station get some gas and head back. My husband was pretty reluctant with the idea, and the bikers said well you have the offer you can take it or leave it. Then said remember once they strip the car, they might come looking for you and if you have cash and valuables they may take those as well.

My husband said well I can take care of myself but it was up to me if I wanted to go get the gas. The bikers started their motorcycles and said it is now or never. One by one they started to leave. I finally agreed because I didn’t want to get stuck on the side of the road, and I knew my husband could take care of himself. I hopped onto the last motorcycle and wrapped my hands around the guys waist and we took off. I have never been on a motorcycle before and the vibration between my legs was driving me crazy.

Once we were out of the site of my husband we suddenly pulled over. Once we stopped I asked what we were doing? He said lady we saw you in the car and you looked really good, but when you hopped onto the motorcycle it was plain to see you put some panties on. If you want the full effect of the ride take them off and give them to me. I was shocked by what he said. He said listen lady you can take them off or you can walk whichever way you want from here.

Not knowing which way to go from here I pulled them off. Once I had them in my hand he told me to put them on his handlebars and get back on so we can go. I did as he asked and away we went. The motorcycle was vibrating too much, it had my mind racing and I felt a small orgasm begin. I wrapped my hands tightly around his waist and held on as tight as I could until it finally subsided. Just as I gained control I noticed a gas station in the distance.. We finally reached the gas station as we got there the other bikers were waiting. One biker was strapping a five gallon gas tank onto the back of his motorcycle. He said okay we got the gas is everyone ready to head back? I screamed yes, then one of the other girls said look Jimmy got a souvenir, pointing at my panties around his handlebars. Without hesitation he reached backed and lifted my dress revealing my naked pussy and said now how did those get from there to up here, and began chuckling. Then he said come on lets go.

We started back and I was relieved that we would be back to my husband soon. But that damn vibration was just too much, I came no less then four times on the ride back, and the wind was blowing my dress wildly around, it was no wonder we took the lead. Finally we approached my husband and the car. He was standing in front of the car and was delighted to see our return.

We stopped the motorcycle and as I got off and started to walk away, Jimmy grabbed me by my arm and stopped me. I turned and looked at him, and he said listen here lady this bike is my baby and you are not leaving it a mess. I turned and looked and saw a puddle of my juices on his seat. I was so embarrassed. I apologized and said I would clean it up. He said you are damn right you are going to clean it up. I went to grab my panties from his handlebars and he said lady, anything on my bike belongs to me, so leave those there. I told him I would use them to clean his seat and that he could keep them. He said like hell you will. He said that is fine leather and it will be treated as such. He told me I better respect his stuff and if I truly respected it I would begin cleaning it with my tongue.

I looked at him then at my husband with total disbelief. My husband said, honey they did us a huge favor the least you can do is to respect his stuff clean it and let them be on their way. Finally understanding that my husband was probably right I bent over and started to lick the seat. I felt a hard slap on my ass and was shocked by what happened. I bolted upright, and this guy looked angry. The other bikers were just laughing. He said, I told you that is fine leather. You are licking across the grain and you are going to ruin my seat. I asked him how I was suppose to do it. He said get behind the bike and lick toward the front, and I better hurry before it dries. I moved to the back and just as I was about to begin, I asked if this would be good. He said if I were you I would keep both hands on the foot pedals to make sure the bike didn’t fall. He said if that bike falls I would suddenly know what trouble was.

I reached down and grabbed the foot pedals and began to lick, it was then that I noticed a cool breeze on my ass and realized I was totally exposed to everyone. He kept saying you better lick that good, that pussy juice will stain my seat. I was licking as deep as I could. Finally I heard my husband speak, he said he appreciated the assistance and sure could use one of those cold beers while we waited. I heard a sure, then a can pop open. I began to get up and the guy said don’t move until I inspect it. As he walked up he placed his hand on my ass and gently rubbed my bare ass with his hand, with his other hand he said, look you missed a spot here, so keep going, as I began to lick I felt his fingers wander down to my pussy and push a finger into my wet pussy. I don’t know if my husband could see or not, but this guy kept going with his finger while pointing out more spots on his seat. Finally he pulled his finger out of me and said okay the seat looks good.

As I stood up, the guy with the gas can began walking over to my husband. Just as he reached him my husband said, how much do I owe you? The guy said, oh there isn’t enough money in the world for this can of gas, but I think we can work out another arrangement and he turned and looked at me. I started shaking my head no. The guy said look for the ride to the gas station I just want your wife to take off her dress and give it to Robert over there. My husband turned and looked at me, he said honey they already saw you naked, come on and lets go.

My husband was right, and I wanted to go. It was almost dusk and I didn’t want to be stuck out here at night especially. I removed my dress and tossed it to the guy, Robert. I stood there naked in front of these 10 men and 3 ladies and asked, okay can we have the gas and go now please? The guy said, oh the dress was just for the ride, I could feel my heart dropping.. He said now for this can of gas you are going to have to lay over top of my motorcycle, with that beautiful ass and pussy exposed for everyone’s viewing pleasure.

My husband again, said honey they have seen all of you lets do this and go. I was hesitant but knew he was right. I slowly walked to the motorcycle and laid across the seat. When I was there, the guy said well reach down and spread those lips so we can truly see you as a woman. I reached down and spread my lips and realized how wet I really was. As I laid there I asked okay is this good, can I get up and we can go? He said, well maybe except your husband drank our last beer and then means more to us then this gas. Immediately I began to rise and before I could get up someone grabbed my wrist. I felt my legs being spread and before I knew what was happening I felt a penis begin to penetrate my pussy.

I heard my husband say guys she loves the attention and I do appreciate the beer. One after another they fucked me. I came so many times I lost count. Finally after the tenth guy finished, I felt a warm mouth on my pussy. One of the bikers said good job Sarah, clean her up nice. She made me cum one more time. When she was done I began to stand, I was so sore I could barely move. As I started to walk toward my husband I could feel the cum dripping out of my pussy and down my legs. I finally reached my husband who gave me a big hug and he said good girl I hope you are okay about this. I looked up saw the lust in his eyes and realized how good it felt, and how glad I was he enjoyed it. I heard the motorcycles start up and then the roared out of site. It was now just about dark and I was ready to go.

My husband grabbed the gas can and headed to the back of the car to put it in, when he opened it he began to swear again. He said damn it, there is nothing but water in here…and then I realized that they left with my clothes...