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My First Ride

by BootPunk on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

It was the first time I dared riding a racing motorcycle, something I had always dreamed about. The power of the engines, the strength of the frames, and the breathtaking speed had always thrilled me: These motorcycles had always reminded me of graceful predators, cheetahs for the racetrack. I had spent many hours admiring those motorcycles, dreaming of...

Godiva on the Scooter

by Kaishaku on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

I looked forward to this weekend for some time, marking it on my calendar several months ahead of time and making sure all reservations were confirmed and guaranteed. A trip to this park under normal circumstances was something special, but this year it featured the regional festivities of National Nude Day. After enduring the typical headaches of the local...

Bicycle Bonanza

by Stormysailor on May 12, 2020
Romance

Martin and Sage's first meeting was not auspicious. Martin was a mechanic in a bike shop, a keen cyclist with a bike workshop at home, he was preparing for a legacy when he reached 25 which would allow him to setup a bike shop on his own. Sage pushed a rather sad looking bike in to the shop that needed fixing. She was close to six feet tall, mostly legs, an...

Becky's First Win

by NPH786 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

This was more than an obsession, and Becky was more than a fanatic. She was a full blown addict. It was all that she thought about, all that she watched. She had read every magazine. She devoured everything that Keith Code had written. If her husband Dave wasn't a willing accomplice, she would have been admitted to an institution. Her favorite line at part...

My Biker Lady Neighbor

by fantaseeboy on Jan 7, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

During the summer between my high school senior and college freshmen years, my mother was sent to Europe to start up another location for the company she was employed by. I spent that first week wearing as little clothing as possible. For as long as I can remember I've had this deep desire to expose myself to other people. For a while I never worked up the n...

A Short Trip

by Nogrod63 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The Harley purred with power as he gunned it down the highway, moving effortlessly through the traffic. It felt good to be out on the road again, the bright spring sun shining down, the breeze caressing his face. He pulled off at the exit quickly working his way through the neighborhood and parking the big bike in her driveway. He pulled off his helmet, set...

Motorbike Mistress

by cruiser_2015 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

After my wife Jayne, the biggest love of my life is my motor bike, 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, usually finding a secluded spot for outdoor sex. We're in our late twenties and married a couple of years, but lately I'd been spending a lot of time in our garage tuni...

The Bike

by copperbutterfly on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a story suggested by a very special friend. The funny part is I actually have a bike for sale! Read me; give me a vote; leave me a comment. As always, I enjoy hearing from each and every one of you. I welcome your feedback and any thoughts for new story ideas. ~Copperbutterfly~ It was very early on Saturday morning when I was awakened by somebody...

Bicycle Rhapsody

by Bill Smith on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Bicycling in the country is a very pleasant experience. The further you ride the more relaxed you become. The things that were bothering you before you started are long past forgotten as mile after mile unfolds in front of you. You become involved with your surroundings, something that can't happen when you are encased in a motor vehicle. I have been lucky i...

Black Seduction at the Bike Shop

by TrevallyJack on Jan 29, 2020
Interracial Love

Thursday Navigating down the busy downtown streets, I passed rows of cars waiting for the red before veering right into an alleyway. I jumped off my bike and brought out my keys. As usual, the door was a struggle to open and it took some leverage with my leg to screech it open. I brought my bike in and leaned it against the other dozen or so bikes in the em...