“You’re the mother of our children, Megan. We’ll always have that connection. Therefore, even after everything, I will always feel love for you. It just won’t be the same love we once shared.”
“Take your girlfriend home and make love to her.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Letting her go, she smiled at me. A slightly sad smile, but I think the night was cathartic for us both. I now knew a reason, while she’d confessed the reason why. She took responsibility, but despite what she’d said, I knew I’d made mistakes of my own. Sliding behind the wheel, Cindy took my hand once I started up the car and drove us home.
“I hope she finds happiness,” she said.
“So do I.”
She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Once we’re home, we’re getting naked and you’re making love to me.”
I might have been firmer on the accelerator upon hearing that idea.
I’d lost a little weight, though had put on muscle recently, but my leathers felt a little loose. Gloves and boots were fine, though. Cindy looked absolutely perfect in her leathers. Who knew that a woman could look so delectable in motorcycle leathers? She noticed my eyes and smiled at me. “You’re thinking,” she said, smiling at me.
“Well, I do know you’re practically naked underneath, for starters.”
“I’m wearing some very sexy lingerie for my man as I know he’s going to fuck me hard later.”
“Am I going to feel an erection pressing into me while I’m riding?”
She giggled. “Probably.”
“Okay then. Ready?”
Helping her with her helmet as she’d never worn one before, ensuring the strap was secure. Checking her leathers were okay, I put on my helmet before straddling my motorbike, helping Cindy up and ensuring she felt comfortable before starting it up. It didn’t take long to ride to the motorway that would eventually take us south. Aware that coppers were everywhere, and speed cameras were rife, I kept to the speed limit until we hit the freeway heading south.
Hearing her squeal as I twisted the throttle, I heard Cindy whoop and holler behind me as I put the bike through its paces. And I was right. I felt her erection press into me as well. “This is such a fucking turn on!” she shouted.
I hadn’t told her where we were heading, so once we left the outskirts of Sydney Metro, on the freeway leading towards Wollongong, I did hear her shout, “Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise!” I called back.
Further south past Port Kembla and then around Shellharbour and down past Kiama, I only turned off when reaching the signs indicating Seven Mile Beach. Once I’d parked up, I took off my helmet, helping Cindy off with hers. I took her hand and led us towards a picnic area I remembered was very rarely if ever used.
Eventually leaving the path entirely, I did lead us through a little overgrowth before arriving in what had once been a picnic area. The barbeque plates had long since fallen apart, but the three picnic tables were in surprisingly good condition. Assessing which one would be best, I led her to the table that looks sturdiest, capable of supporting her weight. Taking the backpack from her back, we’d packed a picnic blanket, lube, a few snacks and drinks, but the entire idea behind this trip was to fuck.
Gloves and boots were taken off first before I helped Cindy out of her leathers, my cock stiffening at the black lingerie she was wearing, her body glistening with sweat, as it was a warm day. After getting out of my leathers, leaving me in just a t-shirt, soaked with my seat, and underwear, I helped her up onto the picnic table and kissed her. “Hello, gorgeous,” I murmured.
“Are you going to suck my cock?” she wondered.
“Eventually. I’m going to slowly make my way south. After you cum, I’m going to bend you over this table and fuck you senseless,” I said, kissing down to her neck, earning a soft moan.
“So it’s awkward sitting back on the bike?”
“Well… I’ll try and keep that in mind while I’m nailing you.”
“Long as you leave a couple of loads inside me, Mark, I don’t care.” She sighed. “God, I wish you could make me pregnant.” That made me stop, leaning back to meet my eyes. Thankfully, she was smiling. “I’m sure lots of girls like me think the same thing from time to time, Mark.”
“Oh…”
“Now, I think you said something about sucking my cock soon. And I want to cum in your mouth.”
Taking off her bra, I grabbed her breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze before giving her nipples plenty of attention. I loved her breasts. Loved looking at them. Loved touching them. Loving sucking on her nipples, as they got incredibly hard when she was turned on. Whoever did her enhancement knew what they were doing. Though fake, they looked natural enough. Cindy loved them, admitting it did help with her own self-confidence as she transitioned.
Lying her back on the table, I kissed down her body, her skin so soft to touch and kiss. I’d sometimes just strip her naked, kissing and touching her everywhere. She was sometimes incredibly sensitive, learning more about her body each time we were intimate. Reaching her panties, I gripped them with my teeth and dragged them off, much to her amusement, kissing back up her left leg, all the way from her toes to her thigh before I lifted her up and licked her rosebud.
“Mark,” she murmured.
Just a tease as I spread her legs and focused on her ball, gently sucking on each one as I gently stroked her cock. She moaned louder as I ran my tongue back up towards her shaft, her cock already leaking plenty of pre-cum. “Turned on, sweetheart?”
“You’re incredible, Mark,” she replied softly.
Taking her cock in my mouth, I ever so slowly took more of her length, not enough to take her in my throat, slowly bobbing my head up and down. I could sense how turned on she was, reaching for the bottle of lube, placing some on my fingers and on her arsehole, and I carefully slid a couple of fingers inside her at the same time.
“Oh fuck,” she cried.
“I love you, sweetheart. I want you to cum so hard in my mouth.”
Cock back in my mouth, I knew I was teasing her, my tongue driving her crazy as I slowly bobbed up and down. She usually loved to watch me at work but her head was resting on the table, far too turned on to watch me this time. She’d cum in seconds otherwise. With my fingers now deep in her arse, and I could feel her prostate, I knew she was going to cum hard.
Feeling her hips started to thrust, I took her entire length, bobbing up and down faster, her breathing growing rapid and I knew she was getting closer. My fingers were pumping into her faster at the same time. Now she looked up and met my eyes, lust, love and desire in a single glance. “Oh Mark!” she cried.
Yep, she was close.
Knowing she was getting close to orgasm, I kept fucking her with my fingers, my lips now wrapped tightly around her cock, and used my free hand to massage her balls at the same time. It was far too much for my girlfriend to handle. “Oh fuck… Going to cum!”
She wasn’t lying. Her cock throbbed and she exploded in my mouth. I continued to pump her with my fingers as spurt after spurt of her delicious cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed when I could, her hips moving up, forcing her cock deeper as she came. “Oh god,” she whimpered.
Only when I felt she was empty did I finally remove my fingers from her arse, continuing to gently fondle her balls as I released her cock, licking it up and down before I rested forward on my hands to either side of her body. Her eyes were closed, a smile on her face, her chest rising and falling as she definitely needed a couple of minutes to recover. Gently lifting her up, I cuddled her to my chest, stroking her back as she just about had the energy to hug me back.
“Mark, can I ask a question?”
“Shoot.”
“Can you do that for all my friends?”
“Only if you’re there.”
“God, they’re going to love you even more if you do that to them.” Feeling her legs wrap around me, I cuddled her tighter. “Cass still talks about you from just that one night. Thinks you were a great fuck, but is actually eager for you to make love to her in return. I’ve talked you up a lot.”
“No pressure then.”
Grabbing the lube, she reached down to lube up my cock, keeping her eyes on mine as I felt the smile form. She was definitely eager for me to fuck her. Slipping down off the table, she moved around so she could lean forward using the bench. I bent down and used my mouth for a couple of minutes, Cindy reaching back to run her fingers through my hair. “Love it when you eat my arse,” she moaned.
Kissing up her back, feeling her shudder as I knew how sensitive she could get, I pressed my cock against her as I kissed her neck, hearing the gasp as I dug my teeth in. Not enough to leave a mark, but she did like it when I bit certain places. Not her cock, though. Definitely not her cock. Or her balls. Definitely a no-no.
Pressing the head of my cock against her, I ever so slowly slid it inside, enjoying the gasp she made as it finally popped inside her. I stopped, aware she could easily take me sliding inside her in one movement, but I loved to build up the sense of anticipation. Sometimes, I loved hearing her beg for my cock. Moving my lips to her ear, I whispered, “How much do you want it?”
“Please,” she whimpered.
“You want my cock buried in you?”
“More than anything, Mark. Please… Please fuck me.” I slid my cock forward until I was completely buried, earning a loud moan of approval. “Oh god, yes, that’s what I needed,” she moaned.
Grabbing her ponytail, I gave her arse a good slap. “Tell me what you want,” I demanded.
“Fuck me!”
I slapped her arse again, pulling on her ponytail. “What was that, Cindy?”
“God, please fuck me hard, Mark. I really need it.”
I gave her a single hard thrust, pulling back on her ponytail so she was half-upright, leaning forward to almost bite into her neck again. “Do I own your arse, Cindy?” She whimpered, unable to reply. “I love you so much,” I added softly.
“Please fuck me,” she whimpered again, “Please fuck me. I really need you to fuck me.” She was almost sobbing by her third plea to fuck her. She was so turned on…
“How much do you love me?” I whispered into her ear.
“Make me your wife,” she replied as I started to slowly thrust into her, “Make me your wife. I want to be your wife more than anything. I love you so much.”
Moving my hand up to her neck, I turned her face so she met mine. Caressing her cheek, her face lit up in a smile as I started to pump into her faster. I kissed her softly before letting her go so she could relax on the table, crossing her arms, resting her head on them as I grabbed her upper body and just started to nail her.