Biker Girl

My parents never owned a car. They were motorcycle people and they possessed a devotion to motorcycles and driving them that lacked in most modern Albanians. Every time they came home after a ride I could see how happy they were. I felt like magic happened on that ride.

I don’t know how my genes got mixed but I am not strong enough to handle a big machine like my parents are. At 165 cm tall and weighing 62 kg, this perky breasted and tight butted brunette only uses a bicycle. With that from a second class citizen (biker), I became a third class (cyclist). That didn’t stop me from glazing over bikers that are a fantasy of mine.

Through Facebook, I found that there are quite a few people into muscle bikes in Germany and Austria. In one of those groups, I met Wolfgang or Wolf as I called him. An Austrian dentist in his mid-thirties with a big collection of motorcycles.

None of us spoke good English but there was mutual interest for one another. He was good looking with long blond hair and a beard, fit enough but he gave me that a rich boy vibe that wanted to show off. We became friends with the benefit of some very hot web role play chats.

When he asked me to visit in Austria during his biker club gathering in the Alps I jumped at the opportunity. I love the mountains and I wanted to travel to Austria so much. He had rented a two-story house and we would stay there with a third person from his club.

I started my two-day vacation to Austria by airplane and then took a bus. It left me in a turn of a mountain road we had agreed from before with Wolf. My phone was out of battery by that time and I was crossing my fingers things would go the way we had role-play in our online chats. If not, I would be stuck on a mountain alone with the wolves.

Right on time, I heard the sound of his motorcycle. I flashed my leg and gave him the thumbs-up sign like a sexy hitchhiker. He slowed down his bike and after making a dusty circle he parked next to me.

Wolf took off his helmet and I noticed that he had cut his long hair and had trimmed his beard. He looked very different, almost unrecognizable but much better looking than the pictures online. Instead of coming to pick me up with a Harley he came riding an old but very good looking Yamaha Virago. He had this serious masculine and down to earth vibe that every proper biker has to have. Like a working-class man and not as a rich kid with expensive leather and motorcycles. I was impressed.

I introduced myself as Stella the euro traveler and asked him to take me with him farther down the road. When he asked me where I was going, I realized that his spoken English was worse than his writing. I told him again with equally bad English that I was visiting Austria for a few days and I was looking for an adventure.

He looked at me with disbelieve. To warm him up even more I raised my skirt and flashed my panties at him.

His eyeball almost popped out of their sockets. He looked around like if it was a trap before asking me on his bike. We took off and the wind on my face, the sound of his machine and my hug on his body made me feel so free. I let my hands wander from his knee all the way up to his crotch and rested them there.

When he felt it, he sped up and we left the main road to go up a dirt path until he stopped under the shadow of some trees. We got off the bike and he pulled me on to his strong body and we kissed. His hand squeezed my ass-cheeks. I reached down and took his hard pulsating cock out from his pants. He groaned and hid his dick in his jeans, He jumped on his bike and I jumped behind him and we rode like the wind until we reached a small two-story house in the country.

He rushed me through the front door into the living room where we passed by another man that was sleeping on the couch. He was pulling me behind him as we ascended some stairs and entered a room on the upper floor.

He lifted me up and left me standing on the bed. I took off my dress and he immediately sucked on my bare nipples. He pulled my panties down with his teeth and when I stepped off them he threw them away. They hit the window and only by centimeters stayed inside the house.

I was giggling all the way and enjoyed the playful and passionate handling of my lover. I thought that my Austrian dentist would be timider but he was full of passion. He continued to kiss my belly and his tongue tasted my pussy.

I took off his leather jacket and his white t-shirt. He had tattoos on his hands, chest, and back. I hadn’t noticed those on his Facebook page but yet again he mostly had photos of his motorcycles there.

I jumped on the bed and bounced with my butt on the mattress and fell on my back waiting for him with my legs open. His trousers and underwear were off in seconds and his thick cock was hanging hard with pre-cum shining on the tip. He took a condom from a drawer and put it on. Lowering himself and his cock in front of my pussy he pushed inside me. It was such a sweet feeling as he was sliding in and out of my pussy. Looking from below him as his well-built body tightened and relaxed as he was fucking me.

I hugged him as I was having my orgasm and he pulled out still hard. Not to leave him with less pleasure than mine, I pulled him by the dick and jerked him off until he came on my breasts. I knew he like that from our web-chat. He left on top of me out of breath and rested next to me. We had only fucked for ten minutes and we were both spent.

He asked me when I was leaving and I told him that I was flying the following evening. He had to go to work he said but I could stay the night if I wanted to and they would take me to the airport the following day. “Who are they?” I asked Wolf, so he took me down to meet his friend that was awake by that time.

He introduced me to Alex. He got up to greet me and he was a really tall blond man. He looked really shy and was having trouble looking me in the eyes and was blushing. Having felt like that on numerous occasions I felt for him and liked him from the start.

A few minutes later Wolf left and I was alone with Alex. We ate French toasts and an omelet I made and watched the Gladiator movie. It was dubbed in German and I couldn’t understand anything but I had already seen it and knew what was happening. When the movie finished I called it a night.

At seven o’clock in the morning, Wolf had returned. He came into the room that we had fucked and I was sleeping. He woke me up and asked if I wanted to go on a picnic with them before taking me back to the airport.

After an hour I was riding on Wolf’s bike heading up some mountains. Alex was a biker also, riding a KTM.

We got to a dirt road and continued until any sign of a road disappeared. I had no idea where they were taking me until I got on to a plateau that was looking over the valley. The area was no more than a few dozen square meters wide, covered from all sides with trees except the front where the view was stunning. The boys lay down mats and towels for all of us and then they began stripping before my eyes until they were completely naked. They told me that was what they did every time there was so much sun.

It was a great day to be outside and the sun was compensating for the light breeze on the mountain top. I took off my dress and my bra, living only my thong and lay down between them. I covered my eyes with my forearm since it never occurred to me that I would sunbathe on a mountain. The sunbathing didn’t last long. Soon Wolf’s leg was rubbing against my thigh. I looked down and saw that his dick was standing tall and straight like a flag pole. His hands eventually glided over me, on my belly and down under my thong, playing with my pussy and clit.

He had me moaning and I jumped on top of him and kissed his lips. He pushed me down until his cock was in my sight and I started taking big licks of the tip of his head, before making it disappear in my mouth. I was so turned on and focused on Wolf that I had forgotten about Alex. When I felt my thong going down my butt cheeks revealing my wet pussy I looked back and saw him. It was my time for my eyeball to pop out. Alex’s cock was like a forearm holding an apple covered with a shiny condom that was about to burst from the tension.

Because he was so big I was scared that it would hurt when he would stick it in my pussy. I looked at Wolf waiting for Alex to fill me up with his penis. My penetration by Alex turned out to be pleasurable and I started sucking his friend again so we could all have our joy. Shy Alex was a ferocious fucker. From a slow fuck, in the beginning, he then mounted me and with his hands on my shoulders fucked me so hard that all in the valley heard my screams.

All that time Wolf couldn’t have his cock sucked but he didn’t care. He just lay back and enjoyed me fucking his friend. It felt perfect but I was sure Alex was bound to cum soon since he was fucking so hard. When it was time I got up I took the rubber off his throbbing penis and pumped his hard member with both hands. His face was twitching from the ecstasy that looked like pain as I was jerking his cock and he yelled loud when his thick white cum streamed out and landed on my neck and boobs.

I tried to get up and get a tissue to wipe my body and get a breath but Wolf pulled me close. He gently eased me on my back and lay on top of me. He opened my legs, held them open and started fucking my pussy.

After all this sex I was so close to an orgasm, but he wouldn’t let me. Whenever I was on the brink of an orgasm, it was as if he was reading it in my face and he stopped or slowed down. Maybe he wasn’t doing it for me at all, maybe he wanted to stay inside me and fuck me for as long as possible but for whatever reason he did it, I was on the verge of an orgasm for a very long time.

When it finally happened it was explosive. I was shaking like a fish out of the water. I lost my sight and my breath for a while. Soon after that, I was on my knees sucking Wolf’s cock and let him finish on my face.

After all that sex, we filled our bellies with the cold French toast and warm beer the boys had brought with them. I hate cold food but I was so hungry and happy that I didn’t care. Then it was time to head back home for a shower and the ride back to town so I could catch my flight to Albania.

Alex took me to the airport on his bike and we kissed goodbye. While waiting for my flight at the airport, I recharged and opened my phone and all the notifications started to rain in from everywhere, SMS, Facebook, email, missed calls. I hadn’t checked them since noon of the previous day. I emailed my mom first and then checked my emails and I got confused.

Wolf had sent a lot of mails directly to my mail and through Facebook and they didn’t make any sense. For starters, he seemed to be sending them at the time that we were together and at that time I was sure that he didn’t have a smartphone at hand. He had them on my body.

To make things more peculiar his messages started happy, saying that he couldn’t wait to see me, and then they turned anxious asking if I got lost and then he started calling me names for dumping him.

When I reached home I emailed him and left messages on his profile telling him to quit joking. I reminded him of the great times we had together. I received an angry response telling me that he wasted his weekend waiting for me. None of what he wrote made sense. I went to his Facebook page before he unfriend me and plowed through it for all his pictures. What came as a shock was that in the pictures that he posted after “our” weekend “together” he had the same long hair and beard. He looked nothing like the “Wolf” I met and fucked in Austria.

I was in the twilight zone. I didn’t want to believe it at first but I am now certain that I fucked the wrong man. I don’t know why. Maybe because the stranger came at the right time, maybe because our English was so bad that he didn’t react when I called him “Wolf”. The truth is I don’t know who I fucked in Austria but I sure loved every minute of it.

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