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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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 ...the blank face seemed to be staring right through her,what crazy impulse had made her get up from her seat n walk towards him ..
what could he do to possibly harm her ,why did she fear him ??
she took the helmet n pulled it on ,,
once again entering the stifling twilight world of waking dreams ..
the intercom clicked on,and the electronic voice hissed in her head ..
get on im taking u on a little trip ,,
she looked into the faceless visor and once again had the eerie impression that she was talking to an automaton ,
a creature of wires ,n glass,metal,beneath the taut leather skin wich concealed a heartbof whirring steel.
a sex robot ,ruthless an efficient ,as though reading her thoughts,the voice entered her head ,sitting astride the harley ,pressed up tight against the riders back she stopped wondering what was going to happen to her ,and surrended to the intoxication of speed ,the hypnotic succession of images as they raced out on the main road ,
curiosityflickered through her brain..
but her body was already taking up more of her attention ,
her skirt was up round her backside ,n her bare thighs were pressed up tight against the bikers leathers ,,
the rushing slipstream buffeted her bare arms and legs with rough caresses deliciously cool in the oppresive summer air ,filling her with wildnessshe had never felt before ..
the bike tilted to the right as they went round a sharp bend suddenly afraid of falling she clung on to the rider and squeezed her legs even tighter against his smooth ,strong thighs..
her breasts were squashed up against his back ,,an the constant bumping up n down rubbed her nipples ----protected only by her thin silk blouse -against the studded leather ,she beganto breath heavily ,for the contact was by no means unpleasant ..
the sound was picked up by the microphone in her helmet ,she heard a little smirky laugh ,,
far from damping down her desires the bikers words served only to increaseher excitement ,she rubbed herself harder against the bikers backexcited by the thought of taking her pleasure ntirely as she chose ,an in the full glare of the afternoon sunlight ,,between her bare thighs the shiny leather seat quiverd ,transmitting vibrations from the powerful engine 1100ccof pure throbbing ,sex,oiled an gleaming piston rods thrusting relentlessly in n out of well oiled cylinders ,
her love lips damp an so so sensitive against the hot leather,,each throb of the engine seemed to enter her very soul ,both soothing nexciting her beyond endurance ,its rhythm the rhythm of pure sex she came in a juddering spasm of pleasure that racked her whole body ,a low moan escaping her lips ,despite her attempts at self restraint she cud not conceal her pleasure desire is good ,pleasure is good dont fight it ,,
almost sobbing with confusion an fear she gripped the bikers waist ,her knuckles whitening with the tension her head spinning ,she scarcely knew who she was let alone where she was ,,the bike slid to a halt by the kerb the rider helped her off he bike her legs stiff an shaky an he had to help her walk a few steps to the office block ,,,,,,,orgasmic ,,,, |
