Ever since we met our hearts simply burst wide open with excruciating pleasure in fulfilling every erotic detail of each others fantasies. I marvel at the way Kid Jade strokes her body as she massages suntan lotion into the soft pores of her skin. Long, sensuous, gliding strokes that linger in anticipation of my being aroused. Her eyes gently glancing sideways knowing that my eyes and thoughts are glued to every one of her moves, every twitch, every hesitation, turning herself on by merely circling her middle finger over that most sensitive spot just behind and slightly below her right ear. Her fingers slow down barely moving, her body pulsates, her mouth opens gently gasping...the Jade Queen can have an orgasm with a mere thought and a touch. Every movement registers in my mind, for it will soon be my turn.
The Kid and I continually laugh about how we met and how turned on to every imaginable sexual desire we share.
"We must have known each other for centuries or someting...do you believe that's possible."
I love the way Jade tickles my thought process.
"Don't get me started, I get totally lost in the subject never knowing whether I'm pursuing a universal truth or just getting frustrated in realizing it's pure fantasy."
The Kid's not letting go of this opportunity.
"You haven't told me if you believe in reincarnation or not."
She hands me the lotion...my turn to demonstrate where all my favorite sensitive spots are and just how little it takes to get me dripping like a waterfall.
"There's no such thing as "re"-incarnation...all I know is that we have one life and one life only...it just happens to be infinite and eternal."
As I linger over one of my turn on spots, Jade is quick to place her hand alongside mine and both our fingers slide up that sensitive vein just on the inside of the thigh. The head of my cock is just above my knee and we slide our hands under so it glides along the back side...
"Wooohhh, Hot Rod, how much bigger does that 600cc piston get when your completely hard...?"
I just look at her and smile, "It's all up to you Queenie..."
"So...how come we both know we've been lovers so many times in the past."
Her tongue glides across her lips moistening them and just as the tip reaches the opposite side I lean forward slightly and follow her lead while our lips just barely touch, press softly, back-off and press softly again. We rotate our heads, lick our lips and kiss with just the fullness of our lips melting together. We both feel each others moisture building up to the intensity of arousal we both crave to savor.
"We go from incarnation to incarnation searching for that one companion that truly fulfills every desire imaginable...there's no room for 're-', besides that's just going backwards."
"You really believe that's possible?"
"Only in a fantasy."
"So, this is a fantasy?"
"This is one of those fantasies that comes true only when the desire is so strong that we keep finding each other because there is no one else that could ever fulfill those deepest cravings more completely."
Kid Jade leans the rest of her body into mine and we slip and slide in each others arms as we massage the lotion onto one another. Our arms make contact, swirl around each others and we do the "break dance boogie" trying to reach every inch of each others body. We lock arms backwards and rub our backs together, then swirl our legs around each other. The simple joys of feeling her skin tense and relax with every move are more overwhelming than drop down, turn around, fuck your lights out kind of sex. This gal romantisizes every hip shaking, arm swaying, shoulder rocking, tit bouncing, knees flapping moves her body can make in anticipation of that fourteen course gourmet splash down sexfest we're heading for.
It had been a gruelling competition and the excitement bubbled over into a frenzied wild ride to the beach. Jade was proud of her trophy as she kissed it before placing it gently into the saddle bag. I havn't been on a Triumph in years but the memories of blasting across the desert at seventy miles an hour are just as vived as the day of a race. I was a California District 37 desert racer, as were all the guys I worked with. Desert racing had it's glory days back in the 1960's and '70's. Just the sound of that engine as the Kid fires it up, sends chills up and down my spine...and the loping idle of that 65 HP engine is right in time with our heart beats. For a moment of hesitation my thoughts drift to a scene at a beach resort about twenty miles north of Malibu. I want this to be the craziest, wildest ride either of us ever could conceive of taking, but in my fantasy thoughts, I just want to be laying in front of the fire place, our legs and arms intertwined and ever so softly, gently fondling each other with subtle moves that tease every unspoken desire. Then...our bodies just inhaling each other softly, exotically, pressing the boundaries of unlimited oral sex. The hours roll by without our noticing how we're locked in a hypnotic trance, quivering from orgasm to orgasm in an endless attempt to devour each other permanently. Then, after this marvelous apetiser we position ourselves to enjoy our greatest of all rock N' roll sex positions. This time, Jade has a surprise. She takes a huge pillow and places it under her right knee at the rear edge of the bed and holds on to the corner gaining leaverage to thrust forward or back. In a soft, slow-motion, erotic, undulating sequence of thrusting strokes that take thirty seconds to bottom out and another thirty seconds to reload...I enter her pussy from the rear, pulling her hips slowly into my pelvis. Her body is at a 45 degree angle allowing me that last savory couple of inches to press my pubic bone into her soft lips and as they compress Jade lets out an erotic sensuous growling moan that could start an earthquake. We pull away from each other in arching movements that press our bodies together one way then, when we come together, stretching our bodies the other way. We keep exaggerating every move, swaying like a hammock in the breeze, oscillating like a kite in flight, aching for that maximum sensation of swollen body parts begging to explode in a cataclysmic mega eruption rivaling interstellar galactic collisions...
Desert racing is all about endurance and the rush of the wind in your face is indescribably delicious. When that bike leaps into the air over the edge of a cliff your heart bursts with joy, your stomach races toward your throat, your in the air approximately five seconds but it seems like a lifetime, every muscle in your body tenses to a vibratory pitch that begs to explode your body into a million super novas and the sound of that engine is as intoxicating as a cranked up Aerosmith concert. I become lost in a fantasy wish fulfilling prophecy...I'll just bet the Jade Queen loves it just as much as I do...
The Kid looks at me with a smile that could arouse Michaelangelo's David to ejaculate all over his own marble statue causing the Mona Lisa to wink in envious admiration. Her eyes dip ever so slowly and focus on the bulge hanging down my left thigh. That gum chewing jaw of hers, (I almost wrote, cum chewing, lol) cocks from side to side, her mouth opens and her teeth clamp down in a gesture that makes my cock bark and spit.
I query, "How would you like to ride with just your chaps."
"What'chu' got happening in that sex-crazed, cum filled little mind of yours?" Her voice has a sexy gravely tone.
"Just you wait and see...or better yet, just you wait and feel."
"OOOOHHHHHhhhhh...ho...ho...ho...you nasty, tasty sex addicted, after my own heart play thing."
Nasty or not, the Kid doesn't hesitate to strip down, rip her leathers off then strap on her chaps exposing her sleek, rosy, bare bottom cheeks. My jeans are to tight for this ride so I grab the chaps out of my pack.
"Come on now let me see that tall oak, tree stump do it's thing. I love it when your tennis racket bounces off your thigh and smacks those heavy balls...makes my pussy drip like Waimea Falls."
Queen Jade goes to mount her classic crotch rocket, "Oh no, this time I'm first."
The seat dips down so perfectly I just swing my leg over and fall into position. I balance the bike with my thighs as Jade makes a move to sit in front of me, then suddenly turns facing me, leans her massive chest into my chest, rolls her hips and right leg over the gas tank and ends up directly in my lap. Her five foot, ninety pound frame is so light and she's so top heavy I start laughing...she immediately starts laughing with me, "...What!..." Even with just one word stretched out melodically, her voice is so sexy, a shivering chill darts up my spine.
"I think we'll fit together just fine. Twist that throttle and lets smoke it on down to the beach."
A quarter turn twist of the throttle ignites the twin cylinders with a rapture so intoxicatingly sweet we both become engrossed in a tight, twisting sensuous hug gauranteed to arouse all the juices in our hungry bodies. As we press each other deeper into the ecstacy we're craving so wantingly, the Kid reaches through the top of my chaps and pulls my stiffened cock to one side, then pulls her self up with her hands on my shoulders and her feet on the foot pegs, centers the head between the lips of her pussy and slowly pulls me into her, at the same time undoing my buckle. I slide my pelvis forward rolling my balls to the right side of the seat pad and Jade sits down gently covering me with her honey fragrant-scented fountain of youth that lubricates the entire length of my cock as she raises up and sits down several times before burying me in her lusciously juicy cylinder, then throws her arms around my neck squeezing gently then uses forearm leaverage to raise and lower her breasts in an ever so seductive manner. I never before fit inside a woman so perfectly. Then, as we sit here for a few moments enjoying the pulsating throbbing sensattions,
"O K hot stuff, ride me like the wind and don't cum until I do." She feels so warm, soft and wet I want to cum right now just thinking about this ride. I may not make it to the first corner. My mind flashes back to the first real sex companion I ever had and in a whisper...'Thanks Angie, you prepared me well'...
We take all the back roads up to Dexter Canyon and that rigid frame is pounding us into each other in such an exotic way it's an effortless ride taking nothing at all to hang on. Every bump we hit Jade lifts up on the rear foot pegs and slides up my cock about half way then settles back down conrolling her weight so we just slide ever so easy in and out of each other. I feel my cock throbbing and swelling, filling every sensual, undulating rippley rib and crevasse inside her hot steamy pussy. Her tits glide over my chest and finally she unbuttons my vest all the way, pulls her tank top up and flattens those gorgeous breasts into my stomach then pulls up letting me feel the fullness of her precious succulent fruit. My left hand lets go and pulls her right breast against my face. I craddle it and lift slightly to suck her swollen nipple.
"Watch the road you sex starved maniac." I bury my face between her jostling tits just for a brief second. She follows up by grabbing her tits from the outside and sandwiching my face...I swear I can feel her nipples brush against my ear lobes!
I look up just in time to see that I've changed lanes on a two lane road. I can feel her nipples rubbing against mine becoming hard and swollen with tingling ecstacy. The vibration of the engine adds a sensuous pleasure that drives straight up our spines. We both feel the rush of exotic exhileration. I try to add a little thrust but I've got no where to move.
"Hit those bumps and fill my pussy."
I purposely aim for every bump and dip in the road. Our bodies gyrate and swirve with every dip. We hit a massive dip and Jade rises up, my cock pulls completely out of her pussy, our juices flooding my pelvis and running down her legs. As she holds herself in place she reaches down, grabs my cock, lines me up along her forearm and comes gliding down in one bone shattering massive thrust. My cock wants to explode in her pussy. The sensations are tremendously overwhelming and whenever the Kid gets to bumping and grinding too heavily she throws her head sideways looking around and flipping her hair from side to side. Her pony tail tickles my shoulders. She fights back the same urge to drop her load. As we approach the stop sign at the Pacific Coast Highway I check to see how much traffic is flying by. I slow down enough to just keep the bike balanced and when the last car passes on by I dump the clutch and head out into the right lane, check the rear view, change lanes, Jade presses her pelvis down and slowly rolls her hips in circular motion,her arms tighten around my neck like a vice, I start accelerating faster and faster and she belts out an outrageously high pitched scream and starts jumping up and down on my cock using the entire length to satisfy her aching, craving desire while sending me into a pulsating explosive orgasmic wonderland of bliss. I hit the throttle hard, accelerate, then back off causing the bike to pulsate at the same rhythm of our delicious orgasmic delight. I belt out sounds of pleasure in harmony with Jade and we rock and roll down the highway, people in cars from the oncoming lane yelling and shaking their fists, "Fucking A...get after it...one time for me..."
We finally pull into a driveway, "Hey, what about the beach party."
"Your choice, a quiet night in front of an ever so cozy fire or beach blanket bingo..."
Jade just presses her mouth against mine and we slowly open our lips, tongues searching for that ever so tantalizing, juicy, finishing touch to the most erotic ride ever imaginable.
We are so soak and wet with each others cum dripping down our legs, neither of us wants to go and check in. I pull the bike around the back and like a trooper, the Kid reaches in the saddle bags for a couple of hand towels, "Always cum prepared...that's my motto..."
That fireside fantasy I had a while back... well, just remember, all can be done, if the desire is strong enough...
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