Technology never bothered me when I used to ride a Harley Davidson. It was only when I softened and bought a new 1100cc Kawasaki, that I became impressed by gimmickry such as a fuel gauge. Useful when it works, but a pain in the ass when it doesn"t. The dial on my shiny scooter told me my gas tank was half full, as I spluttered to an ungracious halt on a country road, miles from anywhere.Cursing, I dismounted and checked the contents of the gas tank. Empty! Night was falling and, thanks to modern technology, I was stranded in the sort of place where another human might pass through every other leap year. I cursed, considered my position and cursed again. Then I pushed my stricken steed into the nearest ditch and left it in the company of my crash helmet. A long, lonely trek to civilization seemed inevitable.
I had been walking by moonlight for over two hours and did not appear to be any closer to anything other than despair. I was contemplating halting for a rest and probably expiring, when I heard the hum of a vehicle in the distance. The sound grew louder and I turned to see the yellow beam of approaching headlights. I stepped into the center of the road, frantically waving. Something rounded a curve at great speed and hurtled towards me. There was a screech of brakes as I jumped out of the way and fell backwards into a clump of bushes.
While I struggled back to my feet, the driver"s window of the sleek red sports car was lowered and I was looking at the kind of woman who could have stepped out of a hard rock video.
"Are you okay?" she asked anxiously.
"I"m okay," I confirmed, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
"Lonely place to take a walk," she continued, obviously amused by my attempts to appear unruffled.
"Yeah," before proceeding to explain my predicament.
She listened sympathetically, then told me to get in.
I was fumbling with my seat belt when she pressed heavily on the accelerator pedal and slipped the Porsche into gear. The sports car rocketed forward, viciously jolting me in the process. By the time I was safely harnessed, the speedometer needle was hovering close to eighty. On a road like this, forty would seem precariously fast. I prayed to whatever might listen and turned my eyes to admire the maniac behind the wheel.
Her face was set in concentration, eyes glued to the road ahead. A mane of sleek blonde hair fell about her shoulders. She was generously proportioned, tight white tee shirt clinging to her ripe and unfettered breasts. Her nipples pushed against their prison like tiny molehills. She glanced sideways and I looked straight ahead.
Lewd thoughts left my mind when I saw the sharp right hand bend we were speeding towards.
"Slow fucking down!" I mumbled, sinking deeper into the seat.
She gripped the wheel tightly and slid into the curve at seventy. The left side of the car mounted a high grass margin. I was mumbling incoherently to myself when, against my wildest expectations, she regained control and coolly shifted gear to power the Porsche through.
Five minutes later, we screeched to a halt in the square of a small town.
"Well, the gas station is closed," she observed. "Where do you suggest from here?"
"I need a drink!" I gasped.
I just hoped my stomach could hold it.
We got out of the car and hastened to the bar across the street.
A couple of drinks later, I was over the worst of my experience and was getting to know my speed-crazed savior.
Her name was Judy and she claimed she was a lawyer. The way she drove, she would probably end up needing a lawyer.
"What do you do?" she asked.
"I keep my options open," I replied.
"I knew a guy like you once," Judy smiled. "He"s in jail now."
"You didn"t do a good defense job then?"
"I wasn"t a qualified lawyer then."
"What did he do?" I asked.
"He was a bad boy on a motorbike," she replied.
By the time the bar closed, Judy was friendly enough to convince me that another kind of ride might await me. She produced the car keys and almost had the driver"s door unlocked when I snatched them from her.
"You"re not driving anywhere tonight," I told her firmly.
"Well a Porsche isn"t the best accommodation in the world," she retorted. "But there"s nothing like a motel in this one horse town."
I thought for a moment, then pointed to the woods just down the road.
"What about there?" I suggested. "We won"t catch cold on a mild night like this."
After hurried consideration, she agreed and procured a heavy blanket from inside the car.
We found a dry patch of ground out of the shadow of the trees and I began to spread the blanket out.
"Nature calls," Judy said, hurrying towards the nearby stream.
I caught an exciting silhouette through the thin fabric of her long white skirt as she walked away from me. She stopped at the edge of the stream and hiked her skirt high. Oblivious to my intense gaze, she slid her panties down and squatted.
Watching her piss into the stream sent fresh tremors of excitement through my cock. I stripped in a matter of seconds and lay back on the soft blanket. When she had finished, she stood up, turned around and walked towards me leaving her panties by the stream. A few feet away she halted long enough to remove her tee shirt and give me the thrill of seeing her succulent bare breasts in the moonlight. My erection pointed to the night sky like a throbbing flagpole.
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Judy walked to my head and positioned herself over me, so that I could see up her long skirt. I wanted her to take it off and take my cock deep into her wet cunt. Instead, she lowered herself to straddle my face. Her thick pubic bush engulfed my nose and mouth. I felt the warm wetness of her cunt lips over my mouth. As I eased my tongue deep into her sopping pleasure pot, she allowed her full weight to rest on my face.
It was a weird sensation. I could not see a thing and her cunt had my mouth in a dribbling French kiss. I could scarcely breathe with my nose, through the thick thatch of her pubis. My tongue frantically explored her depths, tasting sweet, sticky love juices. I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue, causing her to moan with pleasure. Far away, I felt a smooth finger run up and down the length of my shaft.
Breathing was becoming quite a task, so I dug even deeper with my tongue in an effort to bring her to a climax. Suddenly, she contracted the muscles of her cunt to suck my mouth up between the wet lips. Even had I tried, I could not have broken her voracious grip. She was bearing down hard on me as if deliberately trying to smother me between her thighs. My lungs were swelling close to bursting point, when she finally climaxed. The flood of juices from her hot cunt was like a second emptying of her bladder. I felt weak from lack of oxygen as her wetness flowed like a river into my mouth. Just as I was about to pass out, she raised herself enough to allow some air to reach me.
She was bending over to take my cock in her mouth. I pushed two fingers up into her oozing cunt, feeling her mouth take in every last inch of my boner. She worked expertly, her mouth gliding up and down my shaft. Using both hands, I parted her love lips as wide as possible and inserted two more fingers. She jerked her ass vigorously and I knew she was about to cum again. As the first trickles of her second orgasm ran down my hands, I felt the lava boiling within me. For a second, she rested, with only the crown of my cock between her lips. Then, she lowered her head until her nose was buried in my pubic bush. My cock spurted jet after jet of hot creamy semen back her throat. I was spitting out the last droplets when she orgasmed again.
I had never known a woman as wet as Judy. It felt like she was melting and I was drowning in her.
She relaxed on my face, holding my cock in her mouth until she had sucked me dry. When she was satisfied there was no more to swallow, she rolled off me. The moonlight was almost dazzling after being buried between Judy"s thighs. She got to her feet and unhitched her skirt. For the first time, I saw the delicious cunt I had almost smothered in, She lay down again, this time embracing me tightly.
"You"ve got my cunt all over your face," she giggled, licking around my chin.
"I could"ve drowned in it," I replied. "But what a way to go!"
"You like my clincher then?" she asked, wiping my lips with the tip of her tongue.
I nodded, my right hand squeezing her succulent left breast.
Her nipples stiffened to my touch and she plunged her tongue into my mouth. She was cradling my flaccid cock in one hand until it began to stiffen once more. We French kissed hungrily. In a matter of minutes, I was rock hard again and her cunt was eager to be fucked.
I rolled over on top of her and in between her eagerly parted thighs. Her nails dug into my buttocks as she guided my rod deep into her tight, slippery love canal.
"Harder", she moaned, "Fuck me harder. Ohhhhhh, baby, ride me!"
I rammed into her with savage thrusts. Each time she begged me to go faster, I slowed down until her fingernails gouged deep into my ass. Even in the cool night air, we were both sweating like athletes. Another orgasm shook her body and she shrieked like a wild animal.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" she moaned breathlessly.
I was on the point of explosion, but I wanted to prolong this exquisite pleasure for as long as possible. I withdrew until only the tip of my shaft was inside her. She clawed slowly and painfully across my buttocks and up my back.
"Bitch!" I snarled, squashing her breasts with both hands.
Then, I drove into her with a final massive thrust. As I pumped her full of cream, she dug her talons into my buttocks and sunk her teeth into my neck. Afterwards, panting and drenched in sweat, we slumped to the blanket.
I awoke in a blinding glare of sunlight. When my eyes became adjusted to the brightness, I realized that Judy was gone. From my ass to my shoulders, it felt like somebody had torn off a few strips of flesh.
"Tough bitch!" I groaned.
"That"s gratitude," came a voice from behind me. "If you hurry up and get dressed, we can pick up some gas and I"ll take you back to your bike. Have to be quick though. I"ve got a court appointment in two hours."
I stumbled into my clothes, failing to share her amusement at my own undignified state.
Neither did I see the amusing side of sitting in a Porsche at eighty miles per hour, holding a plastic container of gasoline between my knees. By the time we got back to where I had left my bike, I was a nervous wreck once again.
"It"s safer than any motorcycle," she smiled, planting a quick kiss on my lips.
I cleared my throat awkwardly and got out of the car. "Anyway, thanks for the ride."
"You"re welcome", she replied, "Pity you didn"t enjoy the ride in the car as much".
When she had sped off into the distance, leaving a smell of burning rubber in her wake, I gratefully retrieved my Kawasaki and put the gas in the tank. When I had finished, the fuel gauge read empty. I didn"t really care. I had never considered motorcycling to be safe, but it was a lot less hazardous than some of life"s other pleasures.
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