Take Me on Your Midnight Ride

My phone screen lit up with a "you up" text message. Cole asked me to come outside and go for a ride with him. I had never been on his classic motorcycle before, and I thought back to the day I met him. His entire aura gave me pause. This was the kind of guy I had avoided, thinking he would break my heart sooner or later.

Cole handed over his spare helmet and motioned for me to hop on. Through the city we sped, turning corners and catching eyes, as I held on tightly. The street lights lit the way. His bike weaved with ease through the traffic, leaning left and right. Machine and muscle awakened a fire under me.

While his steel horse did most of the work, his wheelies thrilled me, and my nervous laugh started to escape my mouth. The city was behind us, and it got darker. We relied on his lights to navigate the way to our surprise destination.

"I want to show you my favorite place," he said.

Past the pines, he made a final turn to a peaceful lake with a rope swing. Cole parked and helped me off the bike. I took off my helmet and brushed my hair back. I felt the heat of his stare, and I savored his attention.

"Would you like to take a dip?" he asked.

"Right now? But I don't have a suit," I replied.

Cole picked me up over his shoulders and tossed me in. The frigid water energized me. I came up to the surface and watched Cole swing and drop next to me. My tee and shorts clung to my body, and Cole laughed at me.

I shivered and started swimming closer to him. Cole stared at my lips, held my body, and kissed me. Gently, my lips massaged his, and his tongue traced the inside of my mouth. Then his hands eagerly pulled down my shorts and panties. As he fondled my butt, he kissed down my neck and wiped the water off.

"You're a great sport; my ex hated spontaneity," he said.

"Let's get out of the water," I said.

"No baby, not yet."

Cole took my hand and rubbed it over his wet jeans, while he made it jump as his eyes shut. My hand moved like an elevator. I reached down and unzipped them. He was now out in the lake; a little shrinkage had set in, but he acted natural. Three minutes later, I heard his loud moan and realized he had climaxed over my hand.

Cole was not the slightest bit embarrassed by his quick arrival nor his shrinkage. He kissed me and fondled my breasts, twisted my hard nipples for a bit. I splashed him, and we swam under the full moon. Then Cole helped me out of the water and let me dry with his jacket.

"You'll dry off once I get going!" he said proudly.

We rode a few blocks to his rental property, and once inside, he guided me upstairs. We walked into the master bath and into a warm shower. I ripped off my clingy, soaked tee and shorts. My little bra and panties set also dropped to the ground while Cole took in my silhouette.

Still soaked, each droplet of water made my long hair heavy. I pulled it off my breasts and playfully covered them, like a sexy mermaid of some sort. I stepped into delightfully warm water, and Cole followed me in. I lathered my body slowly and rinsed.

He lathered his chest, and it dripped down to his hard member. Cole held me against the warm tiles and spread my legs. He held himself and slid his cock inside me. A long exhale, and he lifted me effortlessly, showing off his strength.

My body trembled with each long thrust. I loved the feeling of him finally taking me against this wall. Soft moans gradually became howls from me under the shooting water. He let me down and sat on the shower bench.

I straddled him and rode back and forth. The little soap bikini I made rinsed onto his tan muscles, and I traced his tattoos with my fingers. Each kiss and every little nibble felt overwhelming.

"Cole, I'm cumming, baby!"

"Cum for me. You dirty girl. Cum, baby!" he encouraged.

His cock rubbed my g-spot, and I received the friction I craved. I wanted more of him and released my warm juices all over. Cole added a few final power thrusts and lifted me. I rinsed myself with the shower head and told him I had enough moisture for the evening. I dried off and led him to his bed.

As I bent over, he pushed inside me. Each deeper thrust made me bite my lip and rub my clitoris. Cole left his mark on me by paying attention to my breathing, and his gentle grip on my hair gave me another amazing climax. His aftercare had me under a spell as the sun rays started shining through the mini blinds.