It’s a perfect, early autumn day. We spent a long weekend cruising and backpacking through the Black Canyon in Gunnison National Park. We didn’t have a chance to shower or have sex all weekend so we were both very dirty and very horny. Last night, we started to get hot and heavy with some kissing, petting and dry humping but we were so foul neither of us could go all the way. Now, we both had a raging set of blue balls. We set our destination home, back to Denver, about a 5-hour ride. Her, on a brand new Ducati Superleggera V4, gorgeous and powerful (like her). Me, on a 1983 BMW R80/7, smooth and classic. It’s a long ride, but we both love long rides. They’re stimulating, a bit painful and still soothing. Before we strap on our helmets and turn over the motors on our bikes, I look at her and ask “French or Italian?” Knowing exactly what I mean she replies, “French” (as expected) then gives me a seductive smile and wink. We get into the city and she keeps riding on to my place while I stop at the wine shop. As I meticulously but quickly browse, a bottle of Olga Raffault catches my eye, winery we both love. (Located deep in the Loire Valley the winery is in a sweet spot between the legs of the Loire and Vienne rivers, perfect to grow the juicy and alluring Cabernet Franc grapes used for this wine.) I purchase the bottle, hop back on my bike and speed home to the beautiful, erotic woman that awaits me. When I get there, I hear the shower running already. I quickly pour two glasses of wine, undress down to my black boxer briefs and coyly enter the bathroom. I can barely find her through all the steam. When I do, she’s standing in the shower, back against the wall, her eyes closed, legs spread wide open with her right leg propped up on a ledge and her fingers deep inside her. I watch for a few moments through a small crack between the curtain and the wall, then start touching myself. Quickly secreting my underwear, I slip them off and begin rubbing my hard, bare cock while watching her rub her beautiful, soft, dripping wet pussy. Her eyes open, she notices me there touching myself and says, “Cum here!” I push the curtain open softly, with a glass of wine in my hand, just as she’s about to climax. She lets out a deep moan, grabs the glass of wine from me and irrationally pours it all over herself as she begins to convulse with pleasure. Red wine is now flowing all over her already soaked, glowing face and down her impeccable, sultry breasts. I need her so fucking badly right now, I can hardly contain myself. She grabs my hair to pull me closer and kisses me with a deep passion, biting my lower lip hard enough to draw just a little blood. She shoves me down on my knees, my face between her wine soaked, spread thighs and into her hot, dripping wet lips that had been teasing me just moments ago. I lodge my tongue deep inside her, tasting her sweet, sticky honey, sliding in and out while rubbing her engorged, perfect, pink clit. She lets out another moan, higher pitched and louder this time, she screams, “Yes! Yes! Put your tongue inside me!” as she gushes, spraying her love nectar all over me. The moment lasts so long, I try to take a breath but her stream prevents me from being able to. After we both quickly catch our breath, I stand up and kiss her with a deep passion, biting her lower lip but not drawing any blood, this time. I look her lustfully in the eyes and pin her arms to the slippery wet shower wall. She struggles out of my pin, flips over, arches her ass up at me and says “Take me! All the way!” Rock hard doesn’t even begin to explain the state of my cock, it was like a diamond. I was ready for her. She looks over her shoulder at me and gives me a seductive smile and wink. She’s ready for me. With her head turned to the left, she begins to take me in. I whisper in her ear, “I’m so ready for you, I’ve never wanted you this badly.” I gently slide inside her until she gives me a soft push back. She says, “Stop talking and fuck me!” I pull out slightly then go back in slowly but deeper. She moans and yells, “Deeper! Harder!” I carefully pull back then thrust in, a bit harder and much deeper now. She moans again in complete ecstasy and screams, “More! Deeper! Harder!” I continue to slide in and out of her, going deeper each time. After a few minutes from behind, she pushes me back and turns around, facing me. I quickly pick her up, she wraps her captivating, flowing legs around me and presses her hot mound against my diamond hard dick. She then mounts me. Sliding her perfect, drenched pussy around my thick throbbing cock and begins riding me, wildly. She smacks me. She kisses me. She smacks me, again. I know what she wants now. I push her up against the shower wall with my hand around her throat and proceed to fuck her like a wild bull. She moans, this time so loud and high pitched I think, for a moment, perhaps I went too far… Only to quickly realize that her orgasm is so intense her entire body is pulsating and her pussy is gripping my cock so hard, it’s pulling me deeper into her than I ever knew I could go. If just for a moment in time, it feels like our bodies converge into one and nothing is wrong in the universe. I pull out of her tight perfect honeypot. She quickly drops to her knees and takes all of me down her throat. I climax in five seconds but my orgasm lasts as long as the cum shower she had just given me. She then takes me out of her mouth, looks up at me and swallows my load all at once, then seductively smiles. She stands up, we look into each other’s eyes, laugh, then begin to scrub the dirty ride off of one another.
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