meeting a biker

It as late summer, and still very warm. I was wearing white short-shorts and a pink tank top with out a bra that I really need to wear to hold up my 36″ tits. I drive a GMC conversion van and I pulled into a stop &go to get gas and cigs. As I’m pumping gas a I hear the loud rumble of a motorcycle pull into the lot and up to the opposite side of the pump. The guy shuts off the bike and gets off. He’s about 6′ 2′, 225# a big guy, dark hair and a mustache. His bike is all black and chrome. A real beauty, I can feel his eye’s on me checking me out as well. I finish fueling up and walk across the parking lot and into the store to pay. I know I put a little more sway in my hips as I walked to make sure I had his attention. He came in as I was finishing my purchase, He said hi and commented on the weather. I barely herd because I was captivated by his smile and eyes. We walked outside and chatted some more. I commented on his bike and he asked me if I’d like to go for a ride. Normally I would never ever consider doing such a thing. But there was something about him.
I pulled my van over to the corner of the parking lot and locked the doors. He rode the bike over and I climbed on. Pa. Had just repealed the helmet law. So I just pulled my hair back in a ponytail put on my sunglasses and we were off. I never rode on a bike before, and the rumble of the beast beneath me had my pussy wet in no time. I hung on to this big man and crushed my tits into his back. We rode out into the country for quite some time, till we came to a state park. There we found a little out of the way place and pulled over and parked. By now my motor was running at full throttle. We started chatting and getting to know each other and in a short time you would have thought we were old friends. He told me his friends called him Woody. I hoped it was because of the bulge in his jeans! I don’t know why I did this but I put my arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. I think I surprised him as much as myself, but he recovered and I felt his hands travel down to my ass and pull me close. I started to drop to my knees I wanted to suck on his cock, but he wouldn’t have that not now anyways. He lifted me up and sat me on a picnic table, undoing my shorts and pulling them off. He then buried his face in my dripping snatch, oh god could this guy eat pussy. Woody started flicking my clit, like those rumble strips you drive over coming into a construction zone. I started cummin and couldn’t stop, my juices were running down the crack of my ass and on to the table. I had to force him to stop, before he killed me with pleasure. I told him it was my turn, and I undid his belt and jeans and pulled them down to his knees. His cock was hard as a rock and pre-cum was dripping from the slit. I engulfed him. His cock throbbed in my mouth, I licked it from top to his balls and gently sucked on them. His moans of pleasure urged me on, I wanted him to shoot his load in my mouth so bad! Actually it didn’t take too long before he did, His cock started to twitch and his moans got more urgent, then he shot load after load in my mouth and I swallowed every drop. He helped me up and kissed me hard, I could taste my juices on his mustache .
We got our shit together and rode back to town. At the Stop & Go he stopped by the van and we said our goodbyes. I wanted him to come in the van and fuck me but I didn’t ask him to. He just gave me his phone number and said to call him if I ever wanted another ride