Debbie

It wasn't a plan, but I was hoping it would work that way. I had "one day" plans to take a friend of mine for a bike ride. His name is Debbie. Debbie is a pretty, not beautiful, dirty blonde. It has good sized boobs dyed by promising hits.

We agreed to meet at her daughter's house in Boston, and I picked her up at my Harley Sportster. We stopped at the bank and then boarded a trip through Mohawk Trail. It is a little known secret that route 2 ugly and occupied becomes a beautiful and scenic country leading beyond Greenfield, MA.

We traveled to the north of Adams, stopping in several tourist traps, blowing some hard earned money in a raccoon hat, and postcards.

After a long time, we got tired and came back, and finally we got to my house after a total of 250 miles. I must mention at this point that the passenger seat on my bike is a pad pad, which after a few kilometres has the dimensions and texture of a thin paperback book. She was "sorely" in need of an idiot, I offered to give her.

Well, my ass became quite adventurous, and while she had her jeans on, I managed to cover most parts of her back. I sat her down, and we hugged for a while. I kept her near and kissed her tentatively, testing the waters, as it was. Without resistance, I worked on the kiss a little more, and then I brought one of my hands to a point near their breasts. Sneakily (so I thought) I approached her tit more closely, while kissing her with greater and greater enthusiasm.

I still can't find resistance, I got to the promised land, and I started to massage his chest. I began bravely to discover what I was massaged, and I was delighted to find two pink nipples, ready for me. I got sick and put one in my mouth. Words had not been exchanged since I began to rub my ass, and she just shook a little and made happy sounds while I cared for her.

This type of activity continued for a few more minutes. I finally asked if you would like to go upstairs to be more comfortable. She said, "I love go to the stars with you!", and smiled at me. I escorted her to my roommate. I wanted to have her in my own bed, but the frame was on the verge of collapse, and John was on a business trip anyway.

I sat her down and started getting naked. This turned out to be very difficult, logistically, as we had been dressed to ride on a fresh spring day. It became very fun as we tuned in several pieces of boots, long underwear, and finally, panties!

I kissed her again, and after a brief chat about her tits, I got into a comfortable position and looked at her pussy. He had blond hair, and in retrospect, I think he cut it. His lips highlighted the right amount, and his clitoris was trying to get out of his hiding place. I approached and I breathed on her smell. If he could bottle his fragrance, he could remove a rich man.

I finally got close and tried it. Now I couldn't get enough and buried my face as deeply in his crotch as I could. I don't know how long I spent making love with her, but I never wanted her to end. From time to time, I'd get a new flood of your juices, just enough bleak and gloomy liquid to drive me crazy.

Nancy, my cat, chose this moment to interrupt. I wanted attention and caress. He took some firm impulses, but I convinced Nancy that he would have to wait.

Turning my attention back to Debbie, I moved further down, and buried my nose in his pod. I decided to prove something that barely dared me to think, and spread my tongue slowly, and I started touching Debbie's anus. He seemed to enjoy this, and I found that I liked doing it too. I became more courageous, and I pushed harder. Actually my tongue entered his asshole, I tasted just a hint of something weirder than what I had been eating. Still, it wasn't unpleasant. This certainly surprised me, but as an adventurous soul, I felt it was duty to prove anything that felt this good.

Finally I re-eat her pussy, and after a little more, she said she wanted to be fucked. I don't remember if he said it, or he just took out his body. Naturally, I stopped on her boobs again on the way up. I had no reticence kissing me, even considering where I had been!

Being something on the nervous side (yes!), I had some difficulty getting tough at first. I went up to his head and asked him to help a little bit, and he started sucking my penis. After a couple of minutes, I felt I was ready, and we got to the missionary position. We didn't align well, and she won a little when we bumped into each other, but after that, I got off right inside, and it felt like a perfect fit.

After a moment, I started going in and out, trying to move my hips in such a way to provide the maximum distance traveled for it. Coming out almost all the way, and then slipping as deeply as I could. She got so wet. Lubrication wasn't a problem... After a few minutes, I felt that she began to spake around my dick, and she made some incoherent noises. He repeated this once or twice more, and finally felt that final moment, and came. I buried my dick as deeply in it as I could, and flooded her pussy with the hot cum. I guess we were in the middle of a deep kiss at the time, but all I can remember is your tightening and stirring under me.

At the end we got closer, and I suggested it was far from happening, but unfortunately, he said he was supposed to meet his mother to go shopping. Unfortunately I agreed to let her go...

Debbie asked where the bathroom was, and made use of it, praying loud (lewdly?) in the bowl, bringing another, kinkier, thoughts to my mind, but as a gentleman, I helped him dress, (and dressed too,) and drove her to the city. (In the car, thank you... we were still sad...)