May9, 2009
As we complete all the preparations on our mounts she leans over offering her moistened lips which are so inviting, I could throw caution to the wind and get lost in her passion right here and now. However, there's a surprize I've planned and it's timed to the Full Moon Rising...so, we gotta' get a hat on, or in this case a helmet...
I chose riding my old moto-cross race bike, a Clews BSA 500cc engine in an Eric Cheney frame...the ultimate in engine design and handling characteristics. She chose my old Baja racing single seater with a 600cc Honda rear engine in a custom tubular light weight chasis. This thing flies overs craters in a single bound, plus, it can carry all our camping gear.
"I am so ready to kick the tires and light the fires...let's roll." Talk about being ready, she's a fireball of enthusiasm.
As I kick start the BSA, she hits the ignition switch and both engines explode simultaneously with the growling sound of a volcanic eruption. The vibrations shake the garage walls and can be felt through the concrete floor. Three or four revs of the throttle and we blast out the door and onto the trail just behind my house. The property line ends on forest service land and the trails emerge onto a powerline that takes us up to a high speed dirt road across Schultz Pass heading east for Sunset Crater. I let her take the lead as she reaches 60mph speeds going into four wheel drifts at every bend and turn. I'm riding alongside her left rear wheel just in front of the dust cloud kicked up from her rear tires. She is one hell of a throttle jockey. When she hits the turns I go into two wheel drifts and we're smokin' it down this fire road laughing our asses off at how much fun it is. Wooooh, there's a jump ahead...she grabs a hand full of throttle, I maneuver to her side and we both sail into the air, look at each other giving a peace sign then a thumbs up...we hit the ground and never let up the pace. God, how I've missed the thrill of it all...
There's a maze of trails through this country side and we only have to cross one major paved road, Highway 89. Good, no traffic, piece of cake...we're on our way. The Sun is close to dipping down over the horizon...that means we've only got about an hour before the Moon is on the rise...no sweat, these race machines can gobble up ground in no time flat.
Just as the Sun touches the horizon we pull into a look out point behind Sunset Crater. As if our thoughts are perfectly timed we shut the engines down synchronously then stand facing to the west, our hands intertwine, our arms embrace each other, the stillness of the evening erupts into a rainbow colored display of sunrays blasting across the sky forming a feathered like fan piercing through scattered clouds. This scene fades rapidly into an embracing hug and an almost tear filled kiss...nature's beauty needs no words of description interferring with it's majestic overwhelming beauty...
We've already gone over the course using maps of the trail system wandering through the cinder cones. We're so ready and charged with excitement we leap onto our mounts still feeling the vibrations from the initial ride. Our eyes lock onto each other...our smiles paint a picture to behold...as if we both know what's in store for the next few hours or so...
Riding through this terrain with just the after glow of sunset is an indescribable thrill all it's own. The sound and vibration of these racing steads is enough to arouse every body sensation possible. My smile turns into laughter as I recall racing many times with a massive erection cramed down my leathers, I used to get so sensually excited...the adrenalin gushing through every cell and tissue, igniting every nerve and muscle into a fireball of erodicism...
The consistency of the cinders allows you to ride as fast off the trails as on. The multiple rises and dips allow you to leap into the air and just sail endlessly, glancing from mogul to mogul. She's an expert driver and we trade off showing each other our special skills. She spins donuts like a champ and I'm showing off with cross-ups in the air. Finally, we're at the base of the crater that will be our home for the night. We pull up alongside each other, our eyes meet and yes, our thoughts are still in synch...without a moments hesitation we both nail the throttle wide open and it's a race to the top. Cinders erupt from our back tires like a cascading waterfall and within seconds we crest the top never letting up on the throttle. Both vehicles lung into the air then land sideways into the gradual inner burm of the crater. Then she follows me to a picturesque stand of trees with pine needles so thick they form a natural cushioned giant sized bed...all that's needed are a couple of thick blankets. Ah, but before that episode...the surprize of surprizes...
We each grab a couple of blankets and water bottles and head up the eastern slope to the crest of the crater. We're holding hands and our feet slide back in the cinders with each step forward, kind a' like climbing steep sand dunes. We reach the top of the crest gasping for air just as the Sun's glow is waning and the Moon's glow is waxing. I slip down a few feet from the top of the outer slope and lean back into the cinder cone squirming to create a form fitted body position. It feels like leaning back into a huge bean bag chair. Then, I line the depression with a blanket, pull off my riding boots and slip out of my leathers. As I look up she has that precious smile and follows my lead. Our bodies are twitching with the tingling excitment stimulated by the vibration from those hot rod engines. I position her body to sit into my lap, we're both facing east, the glow of the Moon is becoming more intense, our thoughts are so in-synch, she reaches back positioning my throbbing cock just at the edge of her pussy lips, her thighs rest against mine, then teasingly she wiggles my cock spreading our combined precum so lushishly over the crown and tickling her flowering lips. I hold her back from sitting down onto my cock, her head spins around wondering why I stop her...
"Now, for the surprize...as the Moon rises over the horizon, keep sitting down further and further...and, hold back any orgasm until the Moon lifts off the horizon line...'
"You're fucking insane...God, I love you're sense of surprize..."
As her head straightens out the Moon begins her rise and her body responds, my cock stiffens into a completely massive erection and her juices stream down my shaft, her body starts to quiver...
"Not yet..."
"I don't think I can hold it back...this is fucking unreal..."
"No, it's fucking for real...hang on..."
Both of our bodies are about to blast off and the minutes are ticking, the full width of the Moon is almost visible, the yellow brightness becomes mesmerizing, as if the yoke of a mega-monstrous egg is emerging, beckoning to become a pool of unforgettable tasteful delight...
Her head falls back onto my shoulder then raises up twisting from side to side, "Oh Wow...hold me back...just a little longer..."
My cock is just passed half way into her pulsatingly tight pussy and I want to let go so bad...hold on...
The full face of the Moon appears to be laughing at the spectacle witnessing it's rise. This is the Algonquin's Corn Planting Moon, only in this case there's an ear of corn emerging into the sweetest pool of hot melted butter nature ever created...
Just as the Moon lifts off the hoirizon line our bodies explode with a furious twist wrenching eruption that needs no assistance what so ever. I reach around cupping her breasts fully in each hand then massaging them in rotating swirls of endless erodicism. Her nipples are flaming hot bullets shooting straight out between my fingers, her body writhing from side to side. She rides my pony across the sky circling the Earth from horizon to horizon, every thrusting long stride another orgasmic billion star explosion of total bliss followed by floods of ecstatic joy collapsing into an exhaustive quivering fervor of breathless surrender...
"I can't move a muscle..." Her whispers are so sensuously filled with mouth watering bliss...
"That makes two of us..." I grab the other blanket and wrap us into a bundle of cum. She manages to spin around straddling my legs, her breasts melting into my chest, her hips wiggle making sure I'm still buried deep within her womb, one long kiss just before a warm breeze suddenly and softly blows across the top of the crater...
We don't wake up for hours...the Moon is heading for the western horizon...we slowly gather our gear, slip back into our leathers and boots, slide down the inner burm of the crater and huggingly make it to our triple king size bed of pine neddles...good night...or is it morning...
Oh yeah, about the billion stars, the Moon is so bright there's only a few hundred visible, some of those are really planets...but who cares...right now I've got the entire universe wrapped in my arms and she's more powerfull than all the billion stars ever thought of being...
Don't bother trying to find us...we're in the next crater...
This is dedicated to the most gorgeously thrilling person I know..."...gas it babe, there's a whole lotta' craters out here to explore..."
"I still think you're fucking insane...show me what you got..."
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