Erotic short story | Hotwife | Public Sex | Breeding
Save a Cowboy, Ride a Biker
My husband always spoils me for my birthday, but arranging a biker to fuck me might be his best surprise ever!
My husband’s cock is buried deep inside me, still firm after our love-making. He feathers kisses over my face then pulls back so I can see his gorgeous face.
“Happy Birthday, Carla. I’m sorry, I had a surprised lined up for you tonight, but I’m not sure — ”
Drew’s words are drowned out by the roar of a motorcycle speeding up the road towards the lookout where he brought me after taking me out for a lovely birthday dinner tonight.
As the motorcycle draws closer, I can almost feel the vibrations through my body. My pussy clenches around Drew’s cock, and I feel him twitch inside me.
He chuckles and presses a firm kiss on my mouth. “Never mind, I think you’ll get your birthday surprise after all.”
I cock my head to the side, trying to piece together the pieces of this puzzle. “My surprise is a motorcycle?”
Drew lifts me up off his cock and tucks himself away. “The motorcycle plays a part. The guy riding it does too.”
