I couldn’t get enough – I’ll be honest. I’d spent allll night drinking & having fun, flirting up a storm in the bar. I’d been flirting with anyone I could see, just playing a little game of seeing how many guys I could lead on. It’s just the way I am, and I was loving it. Fitting the drunk slut stereotype can sometimes be really fun. After a while, though, I decided to wind it down a little. I’d been talking to a guy that I thought was really interesting – rough and dominant, and very fun to talk to. We’d been taking shots all night, and when he started to sober up, I did the opposite..having more than my share of drinks. I was a flirty mess and I was definitely not driving home, so I was thinking of just getting a cab.. Until he started flirting a little more, offering to take me back to his place to wind down the rest of the night – and obviously, so I could fuck him. That didn’t sound like a bad idea at all 😉
So we went outside and he started up his motorcycle, catching me by surprise.. I’d been planning of getting him a little heated on the drive back. I’d only given roadhead once before.. but I was definitely planning on it this time, just to see his reaction when he realized he’d picked a good one for the night. ♥ However.. the motorcycle threw off my plan completely. There was no way I could go down on him on a bike. But.. I mean, my arms were going to be wrapped around him anyway, right?
We were flying down the highway and it seemed calm enough that I could risk it..So.. I started slipping my hand under his shirt, then slowly into his jeans.. It took a few seconds to get his belt undone so I could slide my hands down far enough. I could feel him kind of ‘jump’ when he realized what I was doing, but he didn’t stop me. He just made a soft little moan, and with a glance in the rear mirror, I could tell he had a little smirk on his face. He knew he was going to get a handjob! Well, I guess the surprise was over as soon as I went for the belt.. so I went for it. The motorcycle roaring under us was really getting me started, and I knew if I was getting a little wet.. he’d have just as much fun from it vibrating up against him. I started stroking him a little harder, making sure to tease the head every few seconds.. It didn’t take much longer for him to cum – we were flying down the highway, me giving him a hard, teasing handjob, and a motorcycle roaring and vibrating underneath him. It was every biker’s secret wet dream. The night was far from over.. but he already had one good story to tell his friends. 😉
Can you handle a tease like me?
