Roadster Rendezvous

After my wife Jayne, the biggest love of my life is my motorbike, a low-slung Harley Roadster with a big black tank. We’d spent a lot of our courting days cruising the hills around us on it. We were in our late twenties and married a couple of years, but lately, I’d been spending a lot of time in our garage tuning my bike to perfection, polishing its chrome, and with my biker buddies, and I guess Jayne was feeling neglected. But my lovely wife found her own solution!

When I arrived home from work one evening, there in the middle of the hallway floor was one of Jayne’s panties, a simple white cotton pair. I picked it up and as I stood there holding it, through the doorway into our kitchen I could see another of her panties, a tiny satin thong, pink with a pattern of little red flowers. I got the message! A lingerie trail, leading to Jayne naked and ready for sex was one of the games we played as a newly married couple. I followed the trail through the kitchen into the conservatory, and just outside the garage door was another pantie. This time it was a black see thru lace thong from a lingerie set I’d bought her for our anniversary. Through the open garage door, I saw Jayne.

She was sitting on the seat of my motorbike with her spread knees astride the tank. She was wearing a blue denim mini skirt and a white, sleeveless string strapped top, low cut in a V between her big round breasts, with shiny black high heels. Her legs were spread so wide on either side of the tank that I could see right up her skirt. She was wearing tan stockings, with white garter belt straps crossing her bare thighs above her stocking tops and white panties. They were see thru lace and I could clearly see her dark pubic bush through them. Her long dark hair cascading over her bare shoulders looked so good contrasting with her light skin and the white top. She was leaning back on her hands on the bike seat behind her, so her back arched and her breasts thrust forward showing the outline of her bra under her top, and her peaking nipples.

I stood and stared at her for several seconds before Jayne spoke.

“Do you want to play with your other toy tonight?” As she spoke she gave me one of her mischievous grins, reached down and pulled her panties aside to show me her naked pussy. Spreading her legs so wide pulled her vagina open and her pink inner lips, already wet with juice, were peeping out through her dark bush.

Moments later our lips were together with our tongues touching and my one arm was around her back pulling her close. My other hand was down between her legs, inside her panties cupped over her sex mound, with my fingers teasing her juice soaked labia the way Jayne loves. I could feel her squirming with the sex pleasure my fingers were giving her.

I’d touched her between her legs for the first ever time as she’d sat just like that on that same bike before we were married. She’d been sitting behind me, holding me tight as we cruised the hills, and the temptation to reach behind me, run my hand up her bare leg and massage her pussy through her shorts and panties had been just too great. We’d stopped on a grassy hillside, and resisting full, naked sex after that as we kissed, fondled and wrapped ourselves around each other under the hot sun on the grass was a supreme effort. But now we’re married and her naked pussy was all mine!

“Undress me!” She said softly, but with an edge of excitement in her voice.

I began with her denim skirt. It fastened up the short length of its side but my hands were trembling so much with excitement at the feel of her stockinged leg, then bare thigh above that my fingers fumbled with the buttons. With her skirt off I lifted off her top and placed it, neatly folded the way she insists, with her skirt on a shelf. Her lace bra matched her panties, and the cups were trimmed to the same erotic perfection as her panties. They were only just big enough to sling her large firm breasts and the thin lace showed the large deep pink circles of her areoles beneath. She gasped with pleasure as I played with the peaks of the lace over her taut nipples. As I ran my hands over her in her underwear and stockings she looked up at me and spoke.

“Go on, undress for me. You know how I love it when you’re naked when you strip me.” Jayne’s breasts were rising and falling rhythmically in her bra as she breathed hard with excitement, and this time her own hand was inside her panties playing with her pussy.

I stripped naked for her, trying to put on a show. I was in the tiny grey, thong style briefs she likes, that clung to my scrotum and penis showing the outline of its straining hard shaft and mushroom head, and there was a wet patch just over my nozzle.

“Mmmmmm! My boy’s excited!” Jayne purred, reaching out a fingertip to touch the wet patch.

Then my briefs were off and I stood there naked thrusting my quivering near vertical erection toward her. She reached out and this time it was my turn to gasp as she lightly fingered the taut flesh of my penis shaft and its so sensitive deep red mushroom head the way she knows I like!

I quickly unclipped her bra. I moved in close and fondled her breasts, sending her gasping with pleasure as my fingers brushed her taut aroused nipples. Then she lifted each long leg up in turn for me to unclip her garter straps and slide her nylons off, enjoying every inch of the long smooth flesh of her legs from her pubic bush to her red painted toenails. Now all that remained between me and her naked body was her panties!

Jayne put her high heels back on, climbed off the bike and bent over with her hands on the saddle, with her white lace covered bottom toward me and her big breasts swinging so her nipples were brushing the saddle. She waggled her bottom sensuously and gave me an under the eyelashes look over her shoulder to invite me to pull her panties down.

I know how Jayne likes to have her vagina lips gently stroked through her panties. So after I’d had a good fondle of her cheeks through the thin lace my hand crept slowly down the valley between her cheeks and under her following the thin strip of lace between her legs till my fingertips were on her mound. She spread her legs in response and I began to stroke her back and forth along her vagina lips, caressing her thighs, back and bottom with my other hand. Within minutes the lace over her mound was wet and she was gasping and quivering with arousal. I pulled her panties down, she let them drop, kicked them aside then spread her legs even wider than before.

Now as she stayed bent over the bike I fingered her naked pussy, her labia and the little peak of her clitoris with my fingers, taking her slowly toward her orgasm.

Jayne climaxed with that so familiar cry, her breasts bouncing as her hips thrust and her body bucking with the explosive pulses of her orgasm. Afterwards, as she leaned over the bike panting as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm, with her head bowed so her long dark hair hung down, I held my hand between her legs cupped over her throbbing, juice soaked hairy mound and gently massaging it, letting my iron hard penis prod and brush against her buttocks and thighs, smearing her soft flesh with pre-cum and leaving her in no doubt I was ready!

“Oooooh! … Come into me darling!” she said softly, but with an edge of excitement in her voice, and she was fingering her excited pussy. She spread her legs and braced herself for sex pleasure.

I knew how Jayne likes to have her vagina lips gently stroked through her panties. So after I’d had a good fondle of her cheeks through the thin lace my hand crept slowly down the valley between her cheeks and under her following the thin strip of lace between her legs till my fingertips were on her mound. She spread her legs in response and I began to stroke her back and forth along her vagina lips, caressing her thighs, back and bottom with my other hand. Within minutes the lace over her mound was wet and she was gasping and quivering with arousal. I pulled her panties down, she let them drop, kicked them aside then spread her legs even wider than before.

Now as she stayed bent over the bike I fingered her naked pussy, her labia and the little peak of her clitoris with my fingers, taking her slowly toward her orgasm.

Jayne climaxed with that so familiar cry, her breasts bouncing as her hips thrust and her body bucking with the explosive pulses of her orgasm. Afterwards, as she leaned over the bike panting as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm, with her head bowed so her long dark hair hung down, I held my hand between her legs cupped over her throbbing, juice soaked hairy mound and gently massaging it, letting my iron hard penis prod and brush against her buttocks and thighs, smearing her soft flesh with pre-cum and leaving her in no doubt I was ready!

“Love you! Love you! Love you!” she said softly, but with an edge of excitement in her voice, and she was fingering her excited pussy. She spread her legs and braced herself for sex pleasure.

I knew how Jayne likes to have her vagina lips gently stroked through her panties. So after I’d had a good fondle of her cheeks through the thin lace my hand crept slowly down the valley between her cheeks and under her following the thin strip of lace between her legs till my fingertips were on her mound. She spread her legs in response and I began to stroke her back and forth along her vagina lips, caressing her thighs, back and bottom with my other hand. Within minutes the lace over her mound was wet and she was gasping and quivering with arousal. I pulled her panties down, she let them drop, kicked them aside then spread her legs even wider than before.

Now as she stayed bent over the bike I fingered her naked pussy, her labia and the little peak of her clitoris with my fingers, taking her slowly toward her orgasm.

Jayne climaxed with that so familiar cry, her breasts bouncing as her hips thrust and her body bucking with the explosive pulses of her orgasm. Afterwards, as she leaned over the bike panting as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm, with her head bowed so her long dark hair hung down, I held my hand between her legs cupped over her throbbing, juice soaked hairy mound and gently massaging it, letting my iron hard penis prod and brush against her buttocks and thighs, smearing her soft flesh with pre-cum and leaving her in no doubt I was ready!

“Do you want to play with your other toy tonight?” As she spoke she gave me one of her mischievous grins, reached down and pulled her panties aside to show me her naked pussy. Spreading her legs so wide pulled her vagina open and her pink inner lips, already wet with juice, were peeping out through her dark bush.

Moments later our lips were together with our tongues touching and my one arm was around her back pulling her close. My other hand was down between her legs, inside her panties cupped over her sex mound, with my fingers teasing her juice soaked labia the way Jayne loves. I could feel her squirming with the sex pleasure my fingers were giving her.

I’d touched her between her legs for the first ever time as she’d sat just like that on that same bike before we were married. She’d been sitting behind me, holding me tight as we cruised the hills, and the temptation to reach behind me, run my hand up her bare leg and massage her pussy through her shorts and panties had been just too great. We’d stopped on a grassy hillside, and resisting full, naked sex after that as we kissed, fondled and wrapped ourselves around each other under the hot sun on the grass was a supreme effort. But now we’re married and her naked pussy was all mine!

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