The Biker Babe - Sex Stories

The Biker Babe

... a man - 6'6" tall and 325 pounds with a short, scruffy beard and shoulder length dark hair. He wore a leather biker vest and his arms were heavily tattooed. He had faded blue jeans and heavy biker boots. As he saw Leah approach, he removed his dark aviator-style sunglasses. "Hi, I was wondering if someone could look at my bike. It ain't runnin' right. Sputtering and puking when I hit the throttle," he said in a low deep voice. Leah looked at the man and she could feel her pussy tingle. There was something about this guy that got her own motor running. "I can have a look if you like," she said. "You? No offense little lady, but isn't there a mechanic on duty here?" he said looking her up and down. Leah was smudged on her face and across her belly with dirt and grease from working on bikes. "Listen pal, I happen to know quite a bit about bikes and I do work here. You want me to look at your ride or not?" she said indignantly. "Okay, okay - don't get your panties in a bunch! It's out front," he said, backing up a step and holding his hands up grinning. "By the way, my name is Billy, but everyone calls me Bear because of my size," he said, holding out a hand. Leah introduced herself and shook his hand. Then he took her out front to see the bike and Leah looked it over. She revved the engine a few times. "It sounds okay to me," she said. "When did you say this happened?" "Well mostly when I climb hills; whenever the engine has a load on it," he said. "That is strange. This bike ...

... has a lot of power, it shouldn't have any trouble with hills." "Why don't you hop on, I'll take you for a ride and show you what it's doing. There some hills just out of town that it has trouble with," he suggested. Leah hesitated. She knew she shouldn't go off riding with a strange man. But he was a customer who needed help with his bike and the regular mechanic, Tony wasn't around. And he was making her girly parts all wet and tingly! "Okay, just for a bit, though. Let me lock up the shop," she said. She locked the door and put the keys in her pocket. He got on the bike, then gave her a hand to help her on back of the big cruiser. She wrapped her arms around his waist and she felt her pussy getting wetter. He started the bike up and kicked it into gear and they were off. Leah rode with Bear as they headed out of town. She laid her head on his back and he smiled to himself feeling her tiny body behind him. He reached down with one hand and patted her thigh as they rode. They got to the hills outside of town and as they started to climb, the bike did in fact balk and sputter. "See what I mean? It shouldn't be doing that," Bear said. "Yeah you're right. Sounds like it's starving for fuel. Probably a clogged line someplace," Leah said. They rode a little further up the hill and the problem got worse. "We'd better head back to the shop before the bike quits on us altogether!" Leah said. So the next wide spot in the road, Bear turned the bike around and they went back to the shop. ...