Biker's Virgin

His hands went to the waistband of his jeans and it was my turn to watch as he unbuttoned them and let them slide to the floor. When neither of us had anything on but underwear, he lay back on the bed, pulling me down with him. I landed on top, and running on pure instinct once again, I swung one leg over his torso so that I was straddling him.

That was when I felt his hard cock pressing through his boxers and into my upper thigh. I felt a tickle of anxiety, or maybe anticipation, in my core. The dampness between my legs that had soaked through my panties caused me to slide against his hard thigh. His hands were on my waist and he moved them up and down until he finally let them land on my back.

I leaned down to kiss him. My hair fell forward and created a soft canopy for us as we kissed. I felt his fingers unhook the clasp on the back of my bra. I sat up on top of him as it fell forward and my breasts shook free.

He reached up and took my breasts in his hands again, with a look of awe. He squeezed and massaged them, letting his thumbs trace a path around my nipples. “Gosh…” he whispered before raising the top part of his body up off the bed and taking one of them into his mouth.

“Oh my…” Things inside my head were exploding and the moisture between my legs was getting out of hand.

He sucked and licked one breast for what seemed like an eternity before moving his mouth over and taking the other in between his lips. I was grinding myself down against his hard cock shamelessly.

I’d never wanted anything as much in my life as I wanted that man. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe just the idea of taking a risk for a change, doing something different. Whatever it was, there was no turning back now.

When he moved from my breast, I bent and caught his lips with mine. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and licked and nipped at it. I felt him shudder underneath me, and that got me more turned on. His hands were back on my breasts, manipulating my nipples and making me want to scream out in ecstasy.

I drew my lips down the side of his face and to his neck. I lapped at his defined collarbone with my tongue. His hands were on the backs of my thighs, rubbing them up and down, letting his hands run up and over the curve of my ass each time.

The feel of him touching my naked body spurred me on. I slowly raked my tongue down his chest, lapping along the smooth, hard lines of his skin. I still didn’t know what I was doing; I was moving forward on instinct alone.

I licked my way down to his stomach and as my head dipped lower, his hands came up and rested on my shoulders. He slid them around to my upper back and began to massage me as I kissed and licked my way down his body. When my lips met the waistband of his boxers, I didn’t even have to ask. His hands were at the elastic and he pushed them down quickly…out of my way. I watched with lust coiling in my belly as his long, thick cock sprang free. He was so hard he was throbbing with each beat of his heart.

I gently brushed my fingers across it, and with his primal-sounding moan, an overwhelming desire to hold it and feel it throb and pulse in my hand came over me. I grabbed it, wrapped my hand all the way around it, and squeezed gently. He let out another long, deep moan that didn’t sound human as I started to move my hand up and down the length of him, stroking him gently.

Surprising myself, I bent my head down even lower and I took him into my mouth. I held onto the base and continued to stroke him with my hand as I took the head of his cock in and out of my wet mouth. It was a strange feeling, but beautiful, all at the same time.

"Oh, dear God..." he gasped, looking down at me. I smiled up at him with my mouth full of his cock. He offered a weak smile back and then let his head fall back into the pillows piled on the bed behind him.

As I sucked and licked my way up and down his hard cock, he groaned, moaned, and made sexy little noises. He wrapped his hands up in my hair and used it to guide me to where he wanted to feel my lips. He suddenly pulled harder and brought his hips up off the bed. He wanted me to go faster, so I obliged. As I moved my head up and down on him, I let my tongue slide along the underside of his shaft. He was so hard and hot against my lips and the taste of his flesh was like an aphrodisiac.

I was out of my mind with lust. I sucked him until I felt him tug on my hair and pull me off of him. My lips released him with a “pop” and they felt swollen and full. I saw his eyes fall to them as he sat all the way up and pressed his into mine. I fell forward against his chest.

God, he felt good. I was slightly disappointed at first when he broke the kiss to lift me up off of him and roll me onto my back…but the feeling didn’t last long.

He grinned down at me and my guts twisted into a desperate knot. Then, he bent down and pressed a kiss between my breasts. I sighed as he brought the kiss up to my right breast. He cupped it in one hand as the other rested on my shoulder.

This time, he wasn’t as shy about it, and I wasn’t as quiet as I should have been. I was moaning and writhing all over the bed as he drew a nipple in between his lips. He had the other breast in his hand and was running his fingers along the outside of it as he licked and tasted the flesh all around them.

It was erotic to lay here and watch him. A sigh escaped my mouth as I wrapped my arms around his head and drew his face in tighter to my chest. I pressed my face into his hair and breathed in his scent.

I felt his hands go to the waistband of my panties and begin to push them down. I lifted my hips and he sat up to pull them down. He spent some time again gazing down at me like he was looking at something precious.

I raised my hips slightly and let my legs part so that he could see how badly I wanted him. He smiled seductively at me and I felt his hand go between my legs. He let his fingers glide along the outside of my pussy and then with a low growl, I felt one of his fingers enter me.

“Oh, Jesus…” he breathed out before sliding in another. He crooked one, letting it rub against a spot that would cause me to do anything for him and he moved them in and out. I had my legs open wide, silently begging for more.

I wanted to scream out for it, but I wasn’t sure if that was acceptable behavior or not. I’ve just never, ever felt anything like what he was doing to me, and if that weren’t enough, each time I opened my eyes, I saw his gorgeous face and body above me.

I wanted to cry when I felt his fingers leave me, but then I felt his sexy thighs glide against mine as he moved down further, situating himself between my parted legs. He pressed a kiss to the soft, sensitive part on the inside and one kiss and lick at a time, his face made its way up to my pussy.

I felt his tongue glide across my tender, swollen lips and then heard him whisper, “So wet, and so sweet.” He let it slide in between them and I cried out — I thought his fingers were magic, but I’d never felt anything so intense.

He began licking up and down, and letting his tongue slide in and out, lapping up the juices that had been flowing for him all night. His hands were up on my chest, still massaging my breasts and tweaking my nipples. I was wriggling underneath him like I was trying

to get away, but it was the last thing I wanted to do.

I reached down and wrapped my fingers up in his hair. Lifting my hips up off the bed, I pushed his head down and ground myself against his face. I groaned as he let his tongue flicker against my clit, and then I actually let out a little scream as he sucked it in between his lips and began to tongue it furiously.

“Oh!”