My sixty-eight-year-old wife, Karen, and I participate in multiple black biker clubs. We are welcomed with open arms even though we are both white. My wife riding up on her trike in her leathers is a sight they love to watch. There are a few of the men who know that she cannot turn down a dare made to her, whatever it is, and they enjoy seeing just how far they can go before she says no.
During our last ride with one of the clubs, her trike was not running smoothly. Joe, who had retired as a Volkswagen mechanic, offered to perform a tune-up on it for her. He gave me a list of parts he would need, and I purchased them, so we had them on hand for when he came to our garage to do the tune-up.
Joe arrived on Friday morning to begin working on her tricycle. My wife was wearing a very short, almost see-through robe that didn’t leave anything to the imagination after she got out of the shower. She entered the garage to converse with me, without realizing that Joe was also present in the garage. Right away, she tightened her robe and turned around, getting ready to exit the garage quickly. I stopped her and had her stay with us in the garage.
We were both able to observe that my wife was naked under her almost see-through robe, which she had secured with a sash. Due to its short length, she had to be cautious about her movements as it barely covered her torso. We were treated to a show every time she raised her arms or sat down.
Joe gave my wife a dare after finishing the tune-up on Karen’s trike, knowing that she couldn’t resist it. He requested that she lead their ride later that night in the nude. In a nearby park, we arranged to meet with another group. My wife was contemplating his proposal. I informed her that if she accepted his offer, she would be left naked and without any other clothes to change into. She imagined that at the conclusion of the journey, she would be forced to stay naked all night and that all the men on the ride would pull a train on her.
In front of Joe and me, Karen stripped off her robe and stood naked in front of us. She walked over to her trike and mounted it, saying to Joe, ‘Is this what you want me to do on the ride?’ Joe responded by saying, ‘Yes, without a doubt.’ We were certain that all the men on the ride would be thrilled to see this attractive, nude white woman leading their black biker group. Karen accepted his challenge.
My wife remained naked until Joe was thrown with her trike, and even consented to him taking selfies with her.
Karen rode her trike to the commuter lot where we were to meet the group at nine o’clock and wore only one of my shirts. The ride will commence at ten. After parking her trike, she took off the shirt she was wearing and put it on the cyclone fence. My wife started interacting with all the black bikers on the ride, and she was now completely naked.
Karen led the group of black bikers out of the parking lot and they proceeded to the park, which is approximately half an hour away. When we got to the park, we noticed a small group of black bikers already present. Since I had made it so she would have nothing to cover her naked body, she walked naked through the crowd of black men, introducing herself to the bikers she had never met before.
At some point, a blanket was laid down in the grass and my wife was escorted over to it, where she lay down. The thought she had earlier when she accepted Joe’s dare was about to turn into reality. Over a dozen young black men were preparing to pull a train on my sexy and naked white wife while she lay on the blanket.
Karen’s legs were spread wide as she surrendered herself to her fate. I observed multiple men alternately lying on my naked wife’s body and fucking her. Because they were fucking her bare back, she received a full load of sperm from each man who implanted it deep inside her. By the time the train was over, my wife had been fucked by over a dozen different men. Despite being sweaty and having men’s sperm flowing out of her pussy, she offered the men seconds, which a few of them made use of. When they were thrown, I helped her get up. She was able to flush out some of the men’s sperm from her system by squatting and urinating near a tree.
The men were grateful to my wife for having a thoroughly enjoyable evening and she hoped that everyone was pleased with her performance. Over fifteen men had sex with her, many of whom she had never met before that night. The men were informed that she was prepared to perform in the same manner again in the future.
Our long journey home began after Karen mounted her tricycle and was still naked.
All the men left well satisfied with my wife’s performance, and she rode home still naked with a swollen, sore pussy that by the time we reached home, the hair around her pussy had become matted with the men’s dried sperm. The ride was fantastic for all parties involved.
