"Ashley joins a motorcycle club to meet new people and takes them for a ride they’ll never forget."
“Hi. My name is Ashley,” I said with a ring of bouncy enthusiasm. “Where do I sign up?”“I’m Trix. Aren’t you a pretty blonde thing?” the slender brunette in her mid-thirties said, leaning against a motorcycle outside the suburban Phoenix...
"Come back to bed little sparrow"
Do I believe in love at first sight?No, but I do believe in lust at first sight.Are women more left-brain or right-brain? Who's to say?Do women let their emotions rule their brains over letting their bodies just do what they...
"He gave her the ride of her life"
I looked up when I heard the deep rumble of the bike turning off the highway. I felt the vibrations in my body when it pulled up behind me at the fast station. I pulled my eyes away from it...
"When The Universe Offers You A Wild Ride, Take It"
Betsy had one hand on his hips and was fucking his asshole with her strap-on. She was a tall big-titted Southern blond. Her friend, Mary Lynn, a brunette and just as well endowed was face down at the restaurant's table...
"A frustrated lonely housewife finds a way."
Once every month for two years, Veronica Andrews, a model housewife and mother, escaped from the cage of her familial responsibilities to feed her sexual hunger in secret meetings with a man who understood her needs. She was married to...
"I was out for a nice long ride!"
I am not a biker chick! First off, my breasts do not sag! Okay, bad joke. I know, but it’s been my go-to line when some idiot makes a crack about me and my Harlie! Yes, I spell it with...
"Instead we went to Florida for a weekend fuck-fest with Lori and Don."
It was June of 2003. Kelly and I had decided to accept an offer from Lori and Don to visit them in Florida. We had sort of been expecting a twenty-fifth high school reunion and were really let down when...
"Riding Chaps"
Riding the bike was the best part of my day! It was a low-rider cruiser with a big loud engine and enough chrome and steel to look mean in any situation.I pulled into the Tim Horton’s parking lot and looked...
I was sixteen when I lost my dad. It left me angry at the world and with a chip the size of Texas on my shoulder. He was my world, my best friend. He put me on my first bike...
"I like to ride, hard and fast..."
The roadway was an open expanse of tolled traffic, that ran lightly traveled and tolled across north Dallas, past businesses and shops, and subterranean. I was riding my lime green Ninja and I decided to crank it up, just for...
