THE NAKED BIKE RIDES
---Bought the old Panhead Harley in 1965. Sold it to a friend in early 1994 before moving to Florida. Damned why’d I do that? Rode that bike 29 years and made many memories. There were several years in between when it sat because of other hobbies… mainly work, street rods, tit games, and camping. Replaced a few tires, chains, and batteries. Had some tune ups, rebuilds, and was always tinkerin on it. Never really knew what made it tick. Just rode the snot out of it and kept it shiny. That bike was good to us. Why did I desert it?
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As you may know, we used the bike to play many booby games over the years. My perverted mind was always spinnin round. This was when we were very young and innocent…sort of.
-----------THE FIRST NAKED BIKE RIDE------
--- One evening Dollie and I were camping someplace down south in the boonies with the pup tent. Yea we were young. I was wearing only short shorts. Dollie came out of the tent naked. No one was around. I climbed on the ole black Harley and told Dollie to climb on behind. She hesitated, but did. She didn’t think I was going anyplace. I wasn’t at the time. I turned on the key and jumped on the kicker. Next thing we both knew I was riding through the small deserted campground and down a country road. It wasn’t yet fully dark outside.
---Met a few vehicles going the other way. Don’t believe anyone could tell Dollie was naked. For some reason I just kept riding till it was quit dark out. Nothing around except woods and nature. Then I came upon a small opened bar. Pulled up in front. There were maybe six or seven bikes parked near the door and a few pick up trucks. No one outside. Dollie kept begging me to get out of there. I could tell by the fear in her voice I’d better do what she said or there would be no end to the tongue lashing later.
---I headed back the way I’d came. A few of the bikes and a pick up truck left the bar, not far behind us. Both bikers pulled up behind and began playing with their headlights…bright to dim and back. After scaring the hell out of us and teasing, they pulled alongside for a look at what they thought they were seeing. Dollie proudly leaned back and gave them a long look. Both bikers gave us a fist up, yelled and went on their way. The pick up truck was now right on my rear---Dollie’s bare ass! Must have been several men in it. They hooted and hollered and went around us honking their horn.
---Got back to campground and got the ass chewin of my life from the love of my life. We laughed about it. Climbed in the tiny tent and giggled some more. We fucked and Dollie admitted it was a turn on. Of all the things that could have happened…. We must have lived our lives right!
Yes, there were even more naked bike rides.