chicks on motorcycles

[daktari666]

Originally Posted by johnno866

amateur site from years back had lots of bike pics

two questions

does any one have more?

is she still active on the net?

She can ride me anytime.

[HDTour]

Women on Motorcycles

[hogbut]

More chicks and motorcycles.

[ac1601]

With our bike.

[Saddledrifter]

My wife and I were on a cross-country motorcycle trip from the East Coast to the West Coast. She and I were on separate bikes, and she could really ride (many guys couldn’t keep up with her). We had limited time and limited funds, so we traveled many miles each day. We had been down to Key West and were coming back north to ride the Skyline Drive and Blue Ridge Parkway. We desired to travel those two roads from north to south. Therefore, we were taking the Interstate up to the north end of the Skyline Drive to start our route southward. As we traveled up that Interstate, we both realized that we were tired and sleepy from so many miles in such a short time. My wife had motioned to me that she was sleepy, and I corresponded in like. But time was of the essence, so we soldiered on. Then my wife decided to take the bull by the horns and keep us both awake. Her standard daily attire was blue jeans and a front button denim shirt. She didn’t even carry a bra on that trip. It was hot and muggy during the summer months, so we didn’t wear jackets. I had noticed that in previous days her denim shirt had buttons that would periodically come undone in the wind at our 70-75 mph speeds. She would reach up re-button them as necessary. However, to put some excitement into the ride, and, thus, keep us awake, she began letting the wind have its way with her shirt’s buttons. I glanced in the rear-view mirror (I was the lead bike) and saw that three buttons were undone. Not knowing her plan, I expected that she would close them back up. Then about a minute later, I glanced back, and five buttons had blown open. Only one sole button remained closed. At that stage, both boobs were fully exposed as the shirt was blown open. Within seconds, the last button gave up, and all hell broke loose. The shirt tail was blowing behind her and up her back, and her entire front half was on display with those nice, huge boobies shimmering in the bright sun. She continued to ride mile after mile in that state with a big grin, knowing that she must be making me rock hard.

It wasn’t long before the truckers on the road caught the sight on that bike. They apparently radioed the other truckers on the road. The truckers in front of us going our direction slowed down to see her coming, and the truckers behind pushed the petal to the metal to catch up and get a glimpse of those boobies. While the truckers on the other side of the road blasted their horns in approval – as did many of the truckers on our side of the road. It actually was getting a little dangerous with so many truckers hovering around us at those speeds to get a look. I do think my wife was enjoying all the attention, but I felt it was time to get away from all the truck congestion. I speeded up to 90 mph where they couldn’t keep up. At that point, the only truckers enjoying the view were the ones we were passing. Eventually, things settled down as we moved away. But each time we slowed to 70 mph, the same thing occurred. After about a 100 miles of this action, we needed gas and pulled off the Interstate. As we were filling up at the truck stop, a trucker got out of his rig and walked over and told my wife that he had been out there on the road, and had enjoyed what he saw. Then he asked if he could just have a good close up look since she was right there. At that juncture, she had buttoned two buttons for modesty at the gas pump. However, she willingly smiled and undid those two buttons while pulling the shirt sides away from her front half to give that trucker a nice close-up. He said, “Thanks for making my day!”

With that she said, “I think it is too hot and muggy for this long-sleeved shirt. She grabbed a white wife-beater shirt out of her saddlebag, went to the restroom, and wet it down. She then returned to her bike, threw the denim shirt in the saddlebag and turned toward me. The cold, sopping wet tank shirt on her warm skin had made her tits pop out rock hard. I said, “Much more of this, and I am going to have to lay you across the seat of your bike and have my way with you.” She laughed and replied, “You may have to beat some truckers off first.” I just growled at her and told her to wait until night.

[Uhu59]

Nice Bikes !

[HDTour]

babes from the past

[joletaxi]

My Wife showing off in public

[thrasher2]

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