Chapter 1
I guess me and Melba attract a lot of attention wherever we go, her black and me white, and both of us on motorcycles no less. People just aren't used to seeing chicks riding down the highway on big bikes, 'specially when we're different colors. Lots of guys ride by us with their tongues hanging out-it always makes me giggle and feel real sexy.
Melba's pretty tall with a slim, elegant figure. Her legs are long and shapely; her ass and breasts are a trifle small, and nice and firm and saucy. Very appealing. Her face is quite beautiful and is framed nicely by her short Afro-style haircut. When I look at her, I always wish I could look as ladylike as she does.
I'm tall, just like her, and my legs are nice and long. They are somewhat fleshier than hers though, and they are a light cream color instead of her tawny brown. My hips and boobs are a little more filled out too. My hair is light blonde and hangs straight down my back, just about to my ass. When we wear our hotpants, riding, I guess we almost cause a few accidents on the road. So it was no surprise tonight when we pulled into the state park to camp, that those two good-lookers from the next site came over to keep us company around our campfire. We had just set up the tent and were finishing supper when they showed up with a bottle of wine. We had a box of marshmallows, so we sat around roasting them on sticks and drinking the wine. We had a real nice time with them-they were bikers just like us, touring around the country and looking for adventure. The one sitting next to Melba told us his name was Rick. He was very sexy, with thick black hair and a mustache-his skin was white. The one next to me said his name was David. He turned me on the first minute I laid eyes on him. He had light brown hair, fairly long, so he had to push it behind his ears. His face was clean-shaven and rugged looking, like a real outdoorsman. He had broad muscular shoulders and arms.
He sat close to me the whole time we were toasting our marshmallows, rubbing shoulders everytime either of us moved towards the fire. The feel of his smooth strong body gave me a thrill each time I touched it. I felt my cunt start to ache pleasurably, and I was dying to go in the tent with him, to feel his hands all over my willing body.
Melba and Rick were really getting it on too. They kept touching each other and looking at each other with insinuating eyes. After a while they got up and wandered off in the direction of the guys' campsite. I had a feeling they were going into the tent.
I glanced at the tent behind us and then looked back at David. He took me tenderly in his arms and kissed me. It was a long, deep kiss, with his tongue flicking wetly across my pliant lips and then exploring the dark recesses beyond. I responded with my tongue, darting it sensuously past his teeth and lips. My heart was pounding violently in my chest. I pushed my swelling bosom against his chest.
Then he looked at me very sincerely, but I could see the lust blazing in his eyes. "I want you now," he said huskily. "But I don't believe in rape. You tell me to go and I'll go right now. But you tell me yes, like I think you will, and I'll ravage your tight little cunt 'til you scream for mercy!" He placed a hand on my breast and squeezed my tit. I moaned.
I leaned over and touched his ear, dipping my fleshy wedge erotically around his sensitive earlobe. Then I whispered back to him, "If anyone gets raped here, it's going to be you!" I looked at the tent. "Shall we go in?" I asked suggestively.
He stood up and then scooped me up in his powerful arms. In three long strides we were inside the tent. It's quite large-big enough to stand up in. I felt like some ancient princess being carried off by the invading tribes. Still holding me, he covered my neck and face with kisses, sending thrills racing up and down my spine.
The floor of the tent was lined with mine and Melba's sleeping bags and air mattresses, so it was comfortably soft. He placed me down authoritatively and lay beside me, exploring the curves of my body with his inquisitive hands. I returned his caresses with my own, letting my hands wander over his massive chest, feeling his smooth muscles through the soft flannel shirt he was wearing.
We lay side by side. Our lips joined in a hot kiss, our tongues struggling against each other, our saliva mixing and spilling out of our mouths. With our hands we each explored and caressed the other. I trembled as I felt his fingers sliding softly over the fleshy mounds of my breasts. They rested on my hardened tits, then pinched and poked at them.
I spread my thighs slightly and lay there on my back. He leaned over my body and began undressing me, starting by unbuttoning the thin shirt I was wearing. It was undone in a few seconds and he peeled it away from me, revealing the soft white mounds with their darkened nipples.
"Ooohhhhh," he muttered passionately. "Oh, Sandy, you're delicious." He passed his large hands over my nakedness and I thrilled at the touch of his flesh on my bare breasts. He reached down and unzipped my jeans. Hurriedly he tugged at them, trying to get them off, but they are tight on me, so they come off slowly. I lifted my hips up and helped pull them off. I wore no panties underneath, a fact that really turned him on. "Uunnhhhhhh!" he grunted at the sudden sight of my naked pussy, so available to him. I kicked off my sneakers and lay there, completely nude, my white body glowing in the soft light provided by the lantern outside.
I could see the gigantic bulge of his tool straining under the tight material of his pants. I smoothed my hand over it and he shivered with pleasure. Quickly he unbuttoned his own shirt and yanked it off. I admired his powerful-looking chest with its small patches of curly brown hair. Then he unzipped his jeans and pulled them down off his hips and over his legs and feet. He kicked off his shoes and knelt before me, naked to my sight. He was beautiful.
Without warning he threw himself upon me. He buried his head in the deep cleft between my breasts, then kissed it softly, tenderly. Then his mouth found my tit and sucked on its swollen hardness. I arched my back sharply to cram more of my flesh into his mouth.
"Ahhhhnnnnhhhhhh!" I gasped. "Suck my tit! Lick it, suck it!" I moaned passionately. He caught the hard nipple between the rough edges of his teeth and gently bit the wrinkled skin, while his tongue flicked lightly over the tip of it. I sucked my breath in hard with the incredible pleasure of it.
Our bodies were straining together on the floor of the tent. I could feel his smooth, hard cock rubbing across the creamy white skin of my thighs. I reached down and cupped his hairy balls in my small hands. Softly I squeezed them, rolling the twin sacs against each other. He groaned and sucked on my tits with renewed ardor.
There was a light sheen on my creamy breasts from his saliva. Looking down the length of his torso, I could see his pale ass pumping up and down. His cock was fucking my hands; my left hand softly caressed the wrinkled pouches of his balls while my right massaged the thick erect shaft which was now throbbing hotly in my fingers. Teasingly I ran my fingertips up and down the smooth sides, tangling them in the wiry hairs at the base and lingering on the coral-tipped bulb at the top. Every once in a while I would hit a sensitive spot and David would gasp while his dick twitched erratically.
His strong hands were around my waist while he sucked my tits. Then he moved them slowly down until they rested under my buttocks; his agile fingers kneaded the fleshy cheeks. His fingertips were working their way towards the tiny pucker of my asshole and I started to slowly squirm with pleasure. I could feel the old familiar fires in my womb start to flame up and a growing warmth spread through my vitals.
With his hands still holding my asscheeks, he drew his tongue slowly around the outside edges of my nipples and then started a slow descent to my belly. I groaned in fervent anticipation and my thighs started to open as if of their own accord. That tiny pink organ slithered wetly from his mouth to place provocative little jabs all over the sensitive flesh of my lower stomach, right about my vee of light brown pussy hair. Each lick was like a tiny shock, and my whole body started quivering from the sheer pleasure of it. The nerve endings in my cunt were being jolted awake and they were hungry for the touch of this new man's tongue on them. My legs were still sliding slowly open. The inner lips of my cunt had been sticking wetly together and now I felt them slowly peeling apart. The hidden grooves felt the sudden breath of cool air on them and it stimulated them to a higher pitch of excitement.
His hands moved down to caress the delicate flesh at the very top and insides of my parted thighs. They teased all around my downy cuntlips like elusive feathers. My clit throbbed and swelled and I could feel the blood pounding hotly in it. Juice started gushing from the slit leading to my deep inner channel.
"Ohhhh!" I moaned. "Put your fingers-touch my pussy! See how wet I am for you. Touch me, touch my cunt!" I was already deep in the throes of passion.
David drummed his fingertips softly on my aching clit, and I let out a long low moan. He inserted his finger about a half an inch into my cunt and wiggled it. Its small hardness poked at my wakening nerve endings like a relentless probe-I imagined a tiny black snake wriggling crazily inside my dark tunnel. My legs thrashed and my body shuddered with desire.
He caught my turgid love button between thumb and forefinger. He was rolling it around and lavishing my thick sexual lubrication all over it. Then he stretched a finger up and poked at my tight anal hole.
At this threefold assault on my private parts he took complete command of my body. An incredible wave of pure lust overwhelmed me and I surrendered to it, willingly, gladly. I became suddenly aware of the smell of musk wafting up from my dripping snatch-it was a powerful aphrodisiac to my senses.
He had a clear view of my pink wet slit and the red throbbing nub of my clitoris. Interestedly, he watched himself fingering my pussy. He grinned at me, licked his lips slowly, and then flicked his tongue in the air as it pointed at my dripping pussy. I hunched my hips up to meet it; at the same time he pulled it teasingly away and vibrated his finger in my convulsing tunnel, pushing it up another inch or so. Another massive shiver passed through me, leaving me absolutely unable to resist his caresses. Not that I wanted to anyway, but now I no longer had any choice. He was turning me into putty in his hands.
My body took on its own rhythm under his manipulation, as though my pussy was a control panel that he was very skillful at using. I grew lightheaded and it seemed that things were spinning around me. I fantasized that I was flying through space and that he was riding me, controlling my movements like a rider controls his horse. I let my consciousness slip into vivid awareness of the sensations David was giving me.
He pulled himself up on his knees and positioned himself between my naked thighs. His long fingers stroked the delicate flesh of my legs, near my squirming twat. He leaned his head close to me and blew softly on my exposed pussy. The cool breath touched my aching, dripping private parts, soothing the intense burning sensations there.
Pulling my thighs wider apart, David leaned closer and blew right on my pulsating cunthole. He was right up next to it and I knew he could plainly see my quivering vaginal flesh pulsing inwards towards the wet darkness of my empty womb. His tongue flickered out again, teasingly, and I gasped.
"Oh, yes! Lick my pussy, suck it. It wants you!" I whispered.
He answered by dabbing that wet pink organ into my slopping hole and then slithering it all over my reddened pussy groves.
"Oooooooonnnnnnnnhhhhhhh!" I moaned, exhaling deeply all the air in my lungs. My clit was bathed in my sticky juices and it was pounding with new-found lust. The tip of his tongue found it and tickled it, darting quickly this way and that until I was in a frenzy of desire. His attacks came from all sides so I never knew where the next pleasurable sensation was coming from.
He plowed further, exploring my sensitive inner labia with his stiffened tongue-tip, running it up and down the smooth furrows. His lips brushed my downy cunthairs and his teeth nipped at my erect love bud every time it passed.
I was oozing gobs of cuntjuice from my sluicing hole. He scooped it up and lathered it over the rest of my inflamed tissues, spreading it thickly over all the wrinkled grooves. My pussy was on fire and I was writhing and thrashing on the floor of the tent.
Then, gently, he closed his soft lips over my throbbing love bud and started sucking on it. The feeling was incredible! He nibbled on the swollen organ, sometimes giving it little bites with his teeth. It almost hurt-just enough to give me extreme pleasure.
Suddenly he stabbed his tongue up into the slick quivering walls of my cuntal passageway. It felt like a tiny cock, teasing, drilling its way up the drenched inner tissues. My hips bucked and rocked under this new assault; I could see my breasts jiggling as the rest of my body danced spasmodically. I ground my cunt into his face. He was eating my pussy, his tongue lapping out my juice like a bear after honey, his lips sucking steadily on my pulsating clit.
His hands reached up and pinched both of my erect tits. Sparks flew down my belly and my head went into a swoon. I closed my legs around David's head, grinding my slushy cunthole onto the hard wedge of his tongue, trying to drive it up further into my aching cuntal void.
"Oh!" I grunted. "You're so good. Fuck me, honey. Fuck me long and hard. I'm yours, take me, take my body!"
"Mmmmmmmm," he groaned into my pussy. The vibrations from his deep voice hummed erotically through my loins. I saw his prick give a sudden lurch at my words, as if he had been waiting for an invitation to fuck me. In a daze, I watched the purplish bulbous head of his cock, pounding with desire. His was one of the biggest prongs I had ever seen. The shaft started out narrow at the base, surrounded by his curly pubic hair, and widened and thickened all the way up to the head, glistening now with a few drops of clear pre-seminal fluid. I licked my parched lips and closed my eyes. I imagined feeling his cock in my mouth, salty, smooth, hard, veined. I made sucking motions with my cheeks, playing along with my fantasy.
Then David lifted his face away from my steaming snatch. He moved up on his knees until his cockhead was positioned directly onto the outermost folds of my pussy lips. I felt the blood-engorged tip pressing heavily on my joy gates, and I writhed and thrashed, trying to draw it into me. He placed his hands on each side of me to brace his weight over my body. His cockhead pressed itself into my cunt. Slowly, unbearably slowly, he eased himself up into me like a ship easing into its berth. I felt his fiery shaft pass through my inner flesh like a hot knife through butter. In a few seconds I was searingly filled with at least eight inches worth of erect cockflesh. I felt stuffed right up to the tip of my womb.
Then slowly he pulled his length out. My cuntal walls collapsed forlornly against each other as his thickness passed by; again I was an aching void. He slid backwards until the tip of his dick rested against my slimy inner lips. Again he shoved into me, this time a little harder. He slid through my channel easily, reaching an even higher point in my womb. Then he slid back out, slowly, rhythmically.
In and out he fucked me in this manner until my body was riding the rhythm of his strokes. I was so wet he had no trouble passing in and out. Back and forth he stroked his cock slamming into me like a sword being rammed to the hilt, and then sliding out, coiled and ready to strike again. In and out... in and out... in... out... in... out-IN-OUT-IN-OUT! Soon he was pumping at me, hell-bent to prick the deepest part of my vitals. I was totally submissive as he slipped powerfully in and out of me. His strong fingers gripped my firm buttocks and he lifted my ass higher so my cunt could meet his thrusts better.
His pelvic muscles pounded into my swollen clit, further heightening the intense pleasure I was receiving. I ground myself back against him, my cunt gripping firmly at his invading organ.
I could feel the orgasm start to grow in my belly like a sensual bubble. His ramming cock poked at it mercilessly, threatening to burst it, but all the time making it swell more and more. I was agonizingly torn between wanting it to go on forever and wanting it to burst into a thousand pieces.
His prick ripped shatteringly into my insides, a hard shaft of flesh drenched in my love-honey. I felt myself almost reaching the edge of orgasm-and then I felt a slight shift in his balls that signaled that he was about to shoot. He hiked his ass up a little higher as though to get a better position to shoot from. Up, up, and up he thrust himself into my quaking loins. Harder and harder he probed my womb, pricking that balloon to the breaking point.
"I'm coming... oh, Christ, I'm commmmmiinnnnggg-gggg!" I wailed as it flooded over me, a wave of sheer carnal pleasure like a shower of sparks bursting into fireworks as it spread through my cunt.
"Uuunnnnnnhhhhhhh!" he grunted as the load from his balls shot up his fiery shaft and jetted into my cervical chamber, bathing the clutching walls with milky spunk. I could feel the warm liquid streaming into my womb. My cuntwalls gripped his prong like a velvet hand, coaxing, squeezing, milking the come out of him. He thrust hard into me, urging my intense orgasm to even greater heights than I ever believed possible. He rode me out, like a jockey on his mare to the finish line. Together we sailed over it, our bodies locked in tight embrace.
"Ooooonnnnnhhhhh!" I cried as a second orgasm washed over me. I impaled myself on his still-hard prick, ramming my cunt and clit hard against him until it felt like my skin would split wide open.
I came two more times before I was finally spent. I fell back into my sleeping bag with a satisfied sigh, and he collapsed on top of me with a happy groan, when our love-making was finally through. We fell asleep snuggled together in the warmth of my sleeping bag.
Before the sun came up we made love two more times. Each time was as good as the first, and when it came time to say goodbye to each other the next day, it was with happy bellies that we did so. Then a deep and peaceful sleep came over me, filled with sweet and sexy dreams.