As his hands roamed he’d pull the back of my suit up into the crack of my ass. He made no effort to hide it. I made an effort not to squirm too much as it would just push his cock further into the crack of my ass. But, in reality I made no effort to stop him. I was loving the feeling. Kyle was average sized. I liked knowing that this big cock was reacting to my body.
The bubbles somewhat obscured it. But since I was on his lap I was close enough to the top of the hot tub to see. Plus he had the light on in the hot tub to illuminate everything. No one said anything. The conversation just went on.
At one point he had his hands on my ass and said to Kyle, “You know, she has a great ass.”
“I know,” replied Kyle.
The whole situation was surreal. It was also turning me on. I’d been treated like a wife for so long it was turning me on to be lusted after. I wasn’t drunk but I did have a light buzz on. I wish I could use that as an excuse, but I don’t think it really had any influence.
Gray’s legs were longer than mine and it was hard to keep my legs together. Eventually I let them fall to either side of his. He repositioned me so my pussy was rubbing right up against his cock. The feel of his hard cock against me and the vibration of the water felt good. Without thinking. I leaned forward a bit so it would hit me better. I closed my eyes.
One of the guys moved spots. Now Kyle could only see me from the shoulders down. He engaged Kyle in conversation so Kyle was looking away from me. Gray pulled me against him. My pussy was no longer pressing against his cock. I let out a soft moan in protest. Instead Gray’s hands fell to my pussy above my suit.
He skillfully pressed against it and whispered in my ear, “Cum for me.”
I did. Not a mind shattering orgasm, but I came. I opened my eyes and realized all these people had just watched me cum. Not only that, my husband was sitting a few feet from us. I started blushing and I felt hot and flustered. The guy who was engaging Kyle rejoined the conversation, like nothing happened. I didn’t know what to do.
Gray made me act. “Ok, I’ve had enough,” he said.
As he stood up he grabbed the strings on either side of my bikini and pulled. As I fell off his lap I completely lost my bikini bottoms. I shrieked and dived for them under water. Everyone, including Kyle, thought it was hilarious and just laughed as they got out of the hot tub.
If you’ve ever put on a string bikini you know it’s not easy. I stood there exposed for at least a minute while I adjusted it and got it back on. All that time I knew people were watching. I had an urge to say, ‘The hell with it’ and not put it back on, but I didn’t.
Gray looked at Kyle and said, “She’s got a nice pussy too.”
The party broke up after that. Kyle and I got in the car. I was angry at him, also angry at myself. I was angry at myself mainly because I was so turned on.
“How could you let him handle me like that?” I said. His answer stunned me.
“It was kind of hot to watch you,” he replied. Then he turned it around, “Why didn’t you stop him?”
I didn’t want to answer, because I knew the answer. I liked it. I liked being manhandled, I liked being exposed.
Kyle and I didn’t talk the rest of the ride home. When we got into bed I laid there for a few minutes. I finally broke the silence with, “He made me cum.”
I was expecting rage. Instead his hand reached out and touched my breast. I turned my face and we kissed. We ended up having sex. Actually the best sex we’d had in years. Kyle asked me all about it as we fucked. The whole time I could feel Gray’s hands exploring my body. In the morning we didn’t talk about it.
The next month we went on a few more rides both with the big group and Gray’s friends. Gray acted as if nothing happened. When he paid attention to me I loved it. When he didn’t, I was a bit jealous.
There was a big biker rally coming up. When you think biker rally you picture rough biker types drinking hard and fighting. In reality they are like big flea markets for bikers. Lots of gear, toys, and T shirts. There is constant entertainment from bike shows, to bands and dancing. Kyle had never been to one.
Kyle was excited to go. While on another ride we found out there was a small group from the big riding group going up. Kyle Wanted to go so he signed up to go with them.
During that ride we found out that Gray was not riding up with the group but with his friends instead. I could tell Kyle really wanted to ride with Gray rather than the big group. Eventually, he asked Gray if he could ride with them instead of the other group. He had never asked to ride with Gray before. This was a first.
Gray looked at me and said, “As long as you bring your hot wife with you.”
Kyle looked at me. I just shrugged. I was curious about the rally, I was a bit concerned about how Gray would be on the ride. Actually I was concerned how I would act towards Gray on the ride. I asked if any other women were riding with him. He said there were 3 other guys riding and one was bringing his girlfriend. I knew who she was. The rally was from Friday to Sunday. I said I’d have to check my work schedule and see.
It was easy to get the days off so Kyle called Gray and told him we were going. I wasn’t sure what to wear so I went online to check out pictures of past rallies. The clothes went from women in panties, chaps, and pasties, to full coverage. I noticed most of the attractive women showed a bit more skin. There was a lot of leather. It kind of reminded me of Halloween where you could dress a bit slutty and get away with it. When I told Kyle I wasn’t sure I had the correct wardrobe he said we could buy stuff up there.
As we got closer we realized we had a problem. Kyle’s bike was set up for a passenger but not for luggage. The luggage he had bought was designed to sit it in the passenger seat. He needed a luggage rack. Typically when bikers want to buy something for their bike they called their friends to get ideas on what they should get. Kyle called Gray.
Gray and Kyle discussed it for a while and Gray told him that rallies usually had great deals on bike accessories and that he should get it at the rally. Kyle reminded him I was going so he needed the room. Gray suggested I ride up with him. He had a bigger bike and plenty of room. Without asking me Kyle said that was a great idea.
When Kyle told me I was not happy. Well, yes I was, but I didn’t want to admit it. I asked Kyle if that meant I was on the ‘Wife approved’ list. We both laughed and guessed I’d made the list.
Gray and Kyle made arrangements. Gray had booked a block of rooms. When rallies occur the room rates jump 300 to 500%. We would have stayed in a different spot, further away and less expensive. Gray told us the rooms were on him.
On the day of the ride Gray met us at our house. We were leaving very early as the ride was 450 miles. The girls heard the bikes arrive and got up to say hi. They’d always liked his company. They noticed the pack on Kyle’s seat and asked how I was riding up. I told them I was riding with Gray. They checked out his bike and said it looked super comfortable. They each asked if Gray would take them for a ride sometime.
He looked at me and said, “I think that can be arranged. How can I deny a pretty girl a ride.”
Then he took it a bit further.
Don’t you turn 18 next month? Let’s wait till after that.
The other one chimed in, “I’m 19 you can take me anytime.”
We all laughed at the double entendre as we had our coffee. I had a weird feeling.
The other guys showed up. We had coffee and it was time to leave. I grabbed my helmet. Gray strapped it to his bike and told me to use his. His had Bluetooth so we could talk to each other and listen to music. We could also communicate with his friends. Kyle did not have bluetooth.