[Saddledrifter]

Just returned from the last bike rally of the season. I had read about JonThink’s “Fantasies You Are Ashamed to Admit.” It seemed that he had some great ideas for his significant other with the whip cream and belly dancing shirt laid out on a table at Sturgis. I thought that I might get my wife to approach that scenario as nearly as possible. I got her drunk throughout the Saturday day at the biker rally. I had her playing Corn Hole and drinking shots of whisky with each round of throws. The low point person between the two of us had to drink a shot. I must say that I only lost two rounds of throws to her 22 loses. So she had a good start on being pretty tipsy before the night began. During our game of Corn Hole, I convinced her to play topless throughout the second portion of our match. So she was topless while only wearing very short short-shorts by the time we finished our match (much to the pleasure of multiple male on-lookers). Then I fed her a little red wine to start the evening. I put it in a stainless steel cup so that she would not realize that she was sucking down about ¾’s of the entire bottle. Then when she was barely able to stand up, I suggested that she put on the black see-thru belly dancing skirt I had just bought her. She initially declined to wear it, but then I said that it was black and no one could see through it to make out her ass or pussy. She put it on and wanted to see herself in the mirror. I told her that friends were waiting for us, and we had to get outside or they would leave. Of course, no one was out there, but I couldn’t allow her to see just how visual her ass and pussy were through that little skirt.

Once outside, she asked where the friends were, and I said that they must have left, but we would see them later. I continued to pour her more wine, which she sucked down without any fuss. Then I said, “Let’s put a little whip cream on those huge boobies of yours and let me kiss it all off.” She agreed, and I shot the cream on both boobies and began licking it off. She seamed to totally enjoy it and didn’t voice any complaints as the audience gathered to watch the operation. During this procedure, I managed to turn her belly dancing skirt a little to fully expose her pussy under the tie. Finally, as I finished licking the last of the whip cream off those nice red tits, a fellow asked if he might have a try at it. I asked my wife if she minded sharing with another biker, and in her drunken state agreed to do so. Pretty soon we had a line of about 6 males and 2 females that wanted in on the action. Some of the participants seem to go a little beyond licking the cream and managed to cop a feel of her ass and pussy under that short little black skirt. She either didn’t seem to notice or care when it occurred. I then asked if I might spray the cream on her pussy and eat it off. However, she declined that suggestion. She did say that she was having difficulty standing up from too much to drink. I suggested that she lay down on the picnic table. Pretty soon, I was feeling her off on the top side and finally under the skirt. Within a few short minutes I had her skirt untied and removed it. She was bare ass naked on that table. Her pussy was wet with anticipation after a rigorous fingering. I laid down on top of her and inserted my stiff member in her waiting love nest. She let out a soft sigh as I drove it in. Pretty soon, she seemed oblivious to her whereabouts and the fact that we were in the open for all nearby to see. She began to respond to each thrust with her thrusts. Within minutes she was climaxing and moaning, while asking for more. Her shrieks as she completed her climax brought many around to view he culmination of the act.

I then asked her if she needed to do anyone else that was awaiting such an opportunity. She said that her head was swaying and she needed to go to bed before she got sick. With that I took her into the motor home and put her to bed to the disappointment of many other opportunist who wanted part of the action.

Perhaps this didn’t entirely meet JonThink’s suggested scenario, but it came fairly close. Thanks for the idea.