by Maria Gonzales
(08/15/01)

Alicia tosses on her backpack. She straddles her Yamaha, pops the clutch, and roars away from everyday life. She’s decided to take off for the weekend on a whim. She has no destination in mind.

Zach hits the Interstate pushing his Viper to the floor. He sets cruise control at a hundred. Thinking about how Amy’s dumped him, he’s spent the last couple of nights in a drunken stupor. He’s turned south because it seemed like the direction to go. Amy still wants to remain friends - as if that mattered. He loses himself in AC/DC.

This is Maria again, the writer. Zach and Alicia will meet soon, but if you’re waiting for the fuck, it’ll be a while, so keep scrolling. Or use the search button for "tongue." I won't use that word until they kiss -- and right after that they’ll fuck.

A black sports car flies by Alicia. She cranks the throttle and watches the Yamaha’s speedometer swing past a hundred. At hundred and ten she catches the Viper, and as she passes she glances at the driver and smiles.

She pulls away from the Viper. Suddenly, it reappears next to her. She sees the driver smile as he pulls away. Alicia catches the Viper. She’s never gone faster than ninety before today. The speed, and the feel of her bike wakes something in her. She smiles as she passed the Viper again. Surprised, Zach pushes the Viper harder, and catches her. He looks at the woman on the motorcycle. Her legs are tan, and her tank top does little to hide her breasts. The wind rips at the top, and he glimpses nipples. He smiles.

Suddenly he hears the whistle of his radar detector. He slows to the speed limit and watches the girl on the motorcycle do the same. He stays behind her until they’re out of sight of the trooper, and then pulls out to pass. She opens her throttle, but neither of them can pull away.

Alicia clicks on her turn signal, motioning him to come along. He follows her to a gas station. She pulls off her helmet and shakes out her long black hair. Her lips are full and pouty. She turns, smiling, and says, "That was fun."

"We almost got nailed by that cop."

"You’ve got a radar detector. He’d have gotten me if you hadn’t slowed down so quickly."

Zach smiles. "Where you headed?"

Alicia laughs. "Nowhere."

"Me too. I was just dumped by my girlfriend."

"Ohh, poor baby." Alicia finishes filling her gas tank. She pulls on her helmet.

He asks, "Since we're both headed for nowhere, why don't we go together?"

She smiles as she starts her bike. "As long as you can keep up." You’ll notice Alicia’s not a wuss. This’ll actually turn out to be pretty important to the sex stuff when we finally get there. Bear that in mind the next time you see a woman doing a hundred and ten on her motorcycle. Smile. She speeds off with the Viper right behind her.

She cruises at sixty five. As traffic thins, Zach passes.

Setting the cruise control at eighty-five, he grins as Alicia keeps pace. They cruise for an hour, occasionally passing each other, when suddenly he feels the Viper hiccup. His engine light comes on. He turns on his emergency signal and coasts onto the shoulder.

The girl on the motorcycle pulls up behind him. "What happened?"

"It just died on me." He opens the hood. Steam fills the air.

"Got a cell phone?" Alicia gives him a look.

"Yeah, but not with me."

"I guess I could give you a ride to the next gas station."

"I can walk."

"Don't be stupid. Just put on your sunglasses and get on the bike."

Zach locks the car and walks back to the motorcycle. "By the way, my name's Zach. Thanks."

"I'm Alicia. No problem. Hop on."

Zach swings onto the motorcycle. "Where am I supposed to put my hands?"

Alicia laughs and says, "Around my waist. I won't bite. Not yet anyway. Hold on." She takes off -- and then pulls off the road again.

"What's the matter?"

Alicia grimaces. "When I lean, follow my moves, don't fight me, and hold on a little tighter if you want to get to the next town anytime soon." Alicia pulls his hands tighter around her belly, and nudges them higher. "That's better."

She takes off again, and as Zach grows more comfortable she goes faster. She can feel his body pressed against hers, and gently pushes back into him. She feels his hands start to caress her stomach. She smiles at him in the mirror.

She gets off the Interstate and pulls up next to a telephone.

"Thanks," he says as he hops off the bike.

Alicia parks and returns in a few minutes with two Cokes. "Any luck?"

"They can come out and get it, but there isn't anybody to look at it until Monday. Looks like I'm going to spend tonight in a motel."

"Let me give you a ride." Alicia mounts her bike and waits for Zach to join her.

She drops him off at a motel.

"Thanks for everything, Alicia."

"No problem."

"Why don't you let me buy you dinner?"

She smiles coquettishly. "Sure. I am a little hungry"

"I'll treat you to the best this town has to offer."

She moves her eyes over his body. "I bet."

She parks her motorcycle, grabs her bag, and follows Zach into the motel. He opens the door to his room. "Welcome to my home for the next night or two. Anything you need?"

"Just one thing." She steps toward him. As she wraps her arms around his neck, she pulls his head down and moves her lips to his. Their lips touch, at first awkwardly, and then Zach gives in to her intensity.

Alicia slides her tongue into Zach's mouth. This is the good part. Alicia and Zach are about to fuck. Actually, Alicia is about to fuck Zach, though he doesn't know yet that he has an intensely horny woman on his hands, one who isn't afraid to take what she wants. If you’ve been trudging through the rather lame plot so far, it’s payoff time. All of you guys out there? If you aren't hard yet, you soon will be. Women, hopefully you’re about to get very turned on, too. If I do this right.

Back to the story.

Alicia pulls her lips from Zach's and pushes him onto the bed. She yanks her tank top over her head. If you just want the story, skip this part, because it doesn't really advance anything, but I'm going to put it in so that readers who want graphic descriptions of Alicia's and Zach's bodies can get it. Alicia and Zach will get naked and the narrator will describe their bodies in a very detailed way.

Alicia pushes her 36B breasts together. She pinches one dark brown nipple. Her areolae are the size of quarters, and her nipples stick out like pencil erasers. She pulls her nipple up to her mouth and licks. She unbuttons her denim shorts and lets them fall to the floor. She doesn't have panties on. She joins Zach on the bed.

"Stand up."

"Can't . . . can’t we fuck yet?"

"Not yet. The writer wants to describe you naked, and it’ll be easier if you’re standing. So strip. I want your hard cock in my pussy."

"Can't the writer - what's her name again?"

"Maria. Maria Gonzales."

"-- can't Maria just skip describing me. The people who read this are probably going to be guys and they don't care about my body."

"But there are some women, and they want intimate details."

"But we didn't really get a good description of you. Just your tits."

"She forgot the rest of me. Why don't you do it for her?"

"I don't know where to start. You’ve got a very sexy body."

"She described my boobs. Just work your way down."

"Okay. You have a tight little stomach. A little thick for a character in a sex story, though."

"Hey!"

"-- but very nice!"

"Thanks. Go on."

"Nice hips. And your pussy’s trimmed nicely. The way you’re sitting I can see the lips of your puss. You look good enough to eat."

"Hopefully you’ll get done describing me soon. Then I can describe you, and then you’ll actually get to eat me."

"Turn over so I can see your ass."

"Like this?"

"Perfect. Just lift your butt a little and wiggle. Perfect. Open your legs. Beautiful!"

"Well . . . describe it for the readers. Where’d the narrator go, anyway? Isn't this supposed to be his job?"

"Pervert."

"Hey, he is the narrator. Anyway, your ass is beautiful. Nice and round. You probably couldn't be a model though."

"Hey."

"But it is beautiful. Your legs are a little short, too."

"You’re supposed to be making the readers think I’m the sexiest woman in the world. Not be pointing out my flaws."

"Sorry. Look, Alicia is absolutely gorgeous. Now let me take off my clothes so I can get busy and fuck you."

"Take off your shirt." He strips off his shirt. His pecs are . . .

"Hey, narrator. Let me describe his body. He got to describe mine."

"OK, he has a nice chest. Probably could use a little less hair though. Now take off your pants."

"I have to take off my shoes first."

"I don't believe it! I'm naked on the bed waiting to fuck you and I still have on my shoes, too." Alicia said.

"Take them off while I take mine off."

"Skip it, leave them on. Nobody’ll ever know. Take off your pants."

"Ta-dah. Magic! I took them off without taking off my shoes."

"Nice legs, Zach. Now take off the underwear and let me get a look at your equipment."

Zach pulled off his underwear and a frown crossed Alicia's face. "Wait. Time out. Where's Maria?"

"You said he had an eight inch cock. That's six inches max."

"Measure it."

"Zach, are you completely hard?"

"The way you’re playing with my cock, Maria, and looking at Alicia naked on the bed, I’m as hard as I get."

"At least ten inches."

"Wow! Thanks!"

"Hey, if you can make my dick bigger, can you make her tits bigger and her waist thinner?"

"Hey, I've always wanted big tits. Can you make me blonde, too?"

"One thing."

"Can you let go of his cock? I think he's about to cum."

Oops, sorry! Big ones are pretty nice to play with, aren’t they? I wouldn’t want that thing inside me, though. You two continue. Narrator, you're on.

Ahem . . . . Now that Zach’s stripped off his clothes, he joins Alicia on the bed. He starts to nibble her ear.

"Hey, narrator, that tickles! Have him kiss me."

Now that Zach’s stripped off his clothes, he presses his lips against Alicia’s. His hands caress her huge breasts and she moans. She pushes him back and, without breaking the kiss, mounts him. She eases Zach's ten-inch cock into her wet pussy, moaning from being filled by such a monster.

"God, you have a nice cock."

"And you have perfect tits, Alicia. I love the way they bounce around."

"Hey, I haven't started to bounce yet. I'm still trying to get your huge cock all the way into me."

"Why don’t you start bouncing anyway?"

"As soon as the narrator lets me, I will."

Now used to Zach's immense dick, Alicia starts to bounce up and down. Soon she’s frantically sliding Zach's monster in and out of her sopping puss.

"Oh, it feels so gooood!"

"I love watching your huge tits bounce. Your pussy’s so tight, too. I think I'm going to come."

"I'm just getting started, Zach. You can't come yet. Maria!"

"Zach’s about to come, but I want to fuck more. I want to suck his monster cock for a while, too."

Sensing that Zach is ready to come, Alicia reluctantly pulls him out of her pussy and starts to lick. She runs her tongue along the length of his shaft and tickles his balls with her fingers. Wrapping her lips around the monster head of Zach's monster cock, she starts to pump. Opening her mouth an inch at a time, she soon has the whole thing down her throat.

"Mmmeeemmnnmizz"

"Sorry, Maria. How is it possible I can get his whole cock into my mouth? I mean it's, like, huge."

"Isn't that unrealistic?"

"Hey, could the two of you please be quiet and let Alicia get on with deep throating my monster cock?"

Alicia continues to deep throat Zach's enormous tool. Zach moans and pushes deeper into her throat. Gallons of cum gush out, and Alicia swallows every drop of it.

"God, you give great blow jobs!"

"Thanks, but you weren't supposed to come yet, asshole."

"It’s okay. Look, I'm still hard."

"Cool."

Alicia lies back and spreads her legs. "Fuck me, Zach. Fuck me with your immense tool."

"You mean my monster cock."

"That too."

He mounts Alicia. . .

"Hey narrator, I hate that word, ‘mount.’ It makes me feel like a horse."

Zach climbs on top of Alicia and slowly pushes his awesome member into Alicia's tight, wet pussy. Alicia is filled by his colossal shaft.

Fucking fast and furious, Zach feels another orgasm start. Groaning, he pulls his gargantuan dong from her still tight pussy and covers Alicia with his cum.

"How did you ever get a job as a character in a sex story? I'm not even close to orgasm and you've already had two."

"But I'm still hard."

"Hmmmm. Cool."

Alicia rolled on her stomach and wiggled her butt. "Fuck me, you big stud. Fuck me with your prodigious penis."

"I like ‘monster cock’ better."

"So, fuck me with your monster cock, Zach!"

He pushes his immense dick into Alicia's tight and waiting pussy, shoving the whole length into her. Alicia feels her orgasm beginning, and her screams of passion fill the room.

"Fuck me, Zach! Fuck me with your princely piston! Yes, like that! I'm coming, Oh God, I'm coming! Yes, yes, yeeesss!" And she does.

Alicia pulled away from Zach's cock and started to get dressed.

"Hey! I was about to come again."

"I've got enormous tits and I'm going to show them off. The world’s waiting. Damn, this blouse doesn't fit anymore - and my shorts are too loose."

Zach looked pissed. "Maria!"

"I'm ready to come again, but Alicia wants to show off her big tits on her motorcycle!"

"What about me?"

"Jeez. The least you could do is help me out."

Zach blanches. "I thought the narrator was a guy."

"She’s gorgeous! How big are her tits?"

"Perfect."

The narrator shrugs. Hey, I’d love to help Zach out, but I'm a lesbian. I want Alicia.

Alicia wheels around. "Yech. Are you kidding? Anyway, I'm ready to go show off my tits."

"Yeah, Maria?"

"Oh, my God. Now that you mention it, she is. Could . . . could I lick her pussy?"

"What about me? Remember I’m here? Zach? I'm ready to spurt gallons of cum again."

"Great, but Maria? Now that the narrator left with Alicia, and you’re busy with my monster cock, who’s going to tell the story?"

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