Free Erotic Stories

Fall color tour

Earlier this summer my husband bought a Honda Trike, I think it’s his 2nd child hood. Now that fall has arrived in Michigan, he wanted to do a fall color tour up in the UP. We invited some friends but at the last minute they told my hubby they couldn’t make it. I do like ridding on the trike it’s a smooth ride and not load. We’ve crossed the Big Mac in cars and our motorhome and even under it in our boat many times. This was the first on a motorcycle, we stayed in the right lane for a couple reasons, you could see the Straights of Mackinaw better and my hubby did want to drive on the grates. The view was spectacular I was tempted to remove my helmet, instead I raise my visor, so I could see better, and it seemed safer to keep the helmet on. After crossing the bridge, we got off onto route 2 and stopped for fuel at Shell Station. Another biker was there getting fuel and he and my hubby started up a conversation, there men and the next thing I knew they talking about their bikes and of course had to look over each other’s bike. Then my hubby walks over to me and said that the other biker was also going to White Fish Point and the Falls and would I mind if he joined us. I know it’s safer riding bikes in a group, but I ask isn’t that a Harley aren’t they much louder? He smiled and said yes that shows off their power, we’ll stay a little ahead or a little ways behind, I don’t think it would be that bad. We decided to take route 2 and as many back roads as possible, thinking we’ll see more color then taking I 75 over to M 28 and up. We stopped at a roadside rest area and I told my hubby that he should at least interduce me, he said that’s one of the reasons I stopped. His name was Mike he stood about 6 ft and weight somewhere around 250 he had a gray pony tail and a long gray beard he looks to be a little older then my husband. His vest showed that he was a veteran he severed in the Marine Corp’s my hubby served in the Navy, they joked around about each other service, but you could tell they were both proud vets’. I liked him, he seemed nice and I did feel safer having another rider with us. We discussed what route to take, we decide to go up to Tahquamenon Fall’s first then White Fish Point and follow Lake Superior Lake Shore to Sault Ste Marie. The colors on the trip were in full bloom, I think I seen every color except blue. My husband and Mike rode with their helmets off, I left mine on. When we arrived at Tahquamenon, we parked our bikes and took the hiking trail down to the falls. After we got back up to the bikes my hubby excused himself and headed toward the rest room. I told Mike the last time we were here was on our snow machines, the colors here today are wonderful but there’s nothing like being up here with a couple foot of snow on the ground. He noticed that I was looking at his pony tail and said do you like it, I ask how long did it take you to grow it? He smiled and said I’m still growing it, I’ve been growing it for the last three years. I told him my hubby tried to grow one but gave up. He said tell him let the Harley guys grow them, you don’t see very many Honda Trike guys growing one then he smiled. We then got on the bikes and headed for White Fish Point, one of the things I like about riding with my hubby is he’ll take his left had off the handle bar and rub my leg while were riding. In return I’ll hug him and feel him up as we did on our way to the next stop. We arrived at White Fish Point toured the Museum and walk out to the Lake Superior tried to look across to Canada but no luck. When we returned to the bikes, I blurted out I’ve never rode on a Harley before. Mike said you can ride with me if it’s ok with your hubby, so I got on the back of his bike and we started following my husband to Sault Ste Marie. It was much different than the trike, it was louder, and I could feel a little vibration. But it was cool, I had my arms wrapped around him holding on tight, as I got more used to it, I released my grip a little. But when we went around a curve I again held on tighter, he seemed to like that because occasionally, he would swerve the bike a little for no reason causing me to stiffen my grip. After while I loosen my grip and without thinking put my hands on each of his legs by his crotch, just like I do when I’m riding with my husband. To my surprise he reached back and started feeling my leg, it felt good. With his hand on my leg the vibration from the bike and feeling the power of the bike between my legs, I was starting to get a little aroused, I can see why Harley women likes these bikes and always have a smile on their faces. When we arrived at the Sault we stopped for fuel. My hubby asked me how the ride was, I told him Oh it was OK. The he asked Mike where he was staying tonight, he replied not sure yet going to find a hotel. My husband said that our vanilla friends had to cancel out and we have a suite with two rooms and a whirlpool, I chime in quickly your welcome to stay with us. He asked what you mean by vanilla friends my hubby quickly answered that Vanilla is their last names, so we call them vanilla friends’ kind of a joke. He said OK, but I’ll need to clean up it’s been a long day. We checked in and went upstairs and unpacked, hubby said that he was going to go down get a cup of coffee and try his luck. Mike said he needed to take a shower first, I said that I also need to take a shower and would wait for Mike to get done. As my hubby was leaving, I told him take your time, he looked at me a little funny and said ok. Mike said ladies first would you like to take the first shower, I said that would be nice, jokingly he said if you need help washing your back let me know. I told him if I do, I’ll leave the bathroom door unlocked and open a little which I did. I undress and anxiously got in the shower, a few minutes latter I felt something on my back, I looked around and could see an arm reaching in and a hand rubbing my back. I said that’s not the way to do it, he removed his arm and a few seconds later he stepped naked into the shower behind me and began to wash my back. He then said it’s your turn and we both turned around at the same time and I began to wash his back, I soaped his bask good then took my body and started to rub him down, I know he could feel my boobs rubbing on his back. I heard him moan as I reached around to his front and began to soap up his cock, it was as hard as a rock, he then turned around facing me, he was taller than me, and his cock was up sticking straight up from my belly button and I could see the head just between the begging of my boobs, it was big thick and hard, I bent over a little and began to lick and kiss the head. My pussy was already wet from the shower, but I knew it was dripping wet from the inside. He bent down to kiss me, I never kissed a person with a beard before, I thought it would be ruff and scratchy, but it wasn’t, it was soft and feeling it on my face seem funny but seemed to turn me on even more. We took turns exploring each other’s body’s then he told me that he wanted all of me. We slipped out of the shower and went to his room without drying off, we continued to kiss and explore each other. When we were both ready, he rolled on top of me and the head of his cock started to enter my body then deep long strokes, not sure how many times he made me cum. When we were both to exhausted and couldn’t go any more, he rolled off and we just laid there. After while I said my husband must be wondering where we’re at. I said I’ll text him and we should get dressed. He texted me back said he was about even on the slots and was coming up. When he got up there, we were both dressed, Mike was on the couch and I was setting in a chair. He then said to me, bet your glad our vanilla friends couldn’t make it. I looked at him and said, WHAT? Was this some kind set-up and he said yes kind of. When our friends back out, I went on SLS and found another biker, we met a few days ago, and I explained what I wanted to do. With the agreement that if you were interested, he would have to let you take the lead and if you weren’t nothing was going to happen. This way there would be no pressure on you. I said that was petty sneaky, what would of happen if I wasn’t interested, Mike said nothing. Mike said that he would have gotten another hotel room. At first, I was a little mad then as I thought about it more, I liked it. It really wasn’t a Wham Bam thank you Ma’am. We had a connection. That night we all slept in the same bed, if you can call it sleeping.

---