Of Motorcycles and Kate, part 2

[bill+kate]

If you read the first part of this story, titled “Of Motorcycles and Kate” in this Library, I related how Kate had her second hotwife experience. The following might make more sense if you read that first.

I stopped writing the story because Kate asked me to; we had a big scare when Kate thought one of her daughter’s close friends knew what we were up to; that’s a long story and I won’t bore you with it here, but Kate (not her real name) is a very private person, which is why she has never let me post photos in the “Hotties” section. But the scare turned out to be a false alarm and Kate told me I could finish the story. It’s our way of giving back to all the great contributors on this site, I think it’s their posts that helped give Kate the courage to become a hotwife.

To those who asked for the rest of our adventure, thanks for your patience. So here goes……

I asked Kate if she’d like to have Clarence join us on a long weekend ride, we could head into the city, pick up Clarence, then make our way to the coast for a few days. Kate wondered aloud why just Clarence, what about Matthew?

I had given this some thought and had two reasons for excluding Matthew. First; three on one was a bit much, the last thing I wanted was to feel left out and fighting for my turn with my own wife. Second; Matthew still seemed a bit too much “into” Kate, kind of how he was when I first showed up twenty-plus years ago. I had seen enough in the photos and videos to convince me he hadn’t changed; he still wanted Kate for himself and I wasn’t about to play his game.

Kate agreed with my logic and said she would give Clarence a call; if he was up for the weekend and could get away without tipping off Matthew, we’d ride through and pick him up on Friday. I told Kate to make it clear that if Matthew was there Friday, we would keep on riding and Clarence would lose out.

Clarence was smart enough, and obviously anxious to have another go with Kate; so when we dropped by his house Friday morning he was alone – no Matthew. Kate jumped off the back of my bike, walked up to Clarence and gave him a lip locking kiss. She turned around to see my reaction, which was me staring and maybe with my mouth open a bit, and then gave me a smile.

“I figured I better get that out of the way, because if Clarence is coming with us this weekend, you’re going to see a lot more of that and a lot more than that.”

I didn’t say anything for a few seconds and could tell both Kate and Clarence were almost holding their breaths waiting to see what I would do next. I went up to Kate, gave her a big kiss, introduced myself to Clarence with a handshake and said, “Let’s ride.”

Clarence said it was tough leaving his friend behind; for that I could respect him; but he confirmed my suspicions, Matthew still had a thing for Kate beyond “friend with benefits”.

(Excuse me if I pause from the story and if I repeat myself here, but that’s the thing about Kate; she is one wonderful woman. She’s bright, beautiful, has a great body and lets me be a real man (you know, somebody who screws up now and then). So naturally, most of my friends have wondered if I sold my soul to be so lucky. Throughout our time together Kate has had a number of men, including some asshole bosses, try unsuccessfully to take advantage of her good natured-ness.)

It was time to get on the road so we could hit the ocean before it got too late. I had rented a cabin on the shore near a great nude beach; if the weather held out, we were set for four days of riding and sunning.

Kate climbed back on my bike and she was looking hot. Under her leather jacket she wore a leather vest that squeezed her breasts so they looked like they’d pop out at any moment. The vest was short enough that her belly button was showing. Kate’s is pierced and the stud (a diamond on one end, a sapphire on the other) I had made for her shines in the sunlight whenever she takes her coat off. Tight blue jeans and black motorcycle boots complete her riding outfit. This fifty year old woman can pull it off!

We took a long route to the ocean, we’d stop at a great pub along the way and it gave us a chance to hit some nice twisties. Clarence turned out to be a good rider, keeping his distance, letting his Fat Boy lean into the corners with a decent amount of speed.

Our first stop was the pub for lunch. As we entered I realized that it would be the first of many times this weekend that we three would be the object of stares; two guys, one a 6’3” mountain of a black man, with one beautiful woman. We sat at a booth, Kate on my side of the table, and I spent the next half hour finding out why Kate enjoyed Clarence’s company. The guy showed a great deal of respect toward both Kate and me and had a great sense of humor. Turned out Clarence had spent his late teens in the Navy then his twenties, thirties and forties in the fire department. He came through all this with a love of country, two great kids, four grandchildren and wonderful memories of his wife of twenty-five years who died of cancer way too young.

Before things got too melancholy, we finished our beers (Kate and I limit ourselves to one beer with a meal when riding, and as it turns out so did Clarence – too many emergency calls scraping drunk bikers off the pavement when he worked as an EMT.) and headed to the cabin.

Checked in, more stares as we checked in, and pulled our things out of the saddlebags. As we opened the door to the cabin, Kate turned to me, gave me a kiss and said, “Thank you.”

Before the door closed behind Clarence, Kate said, “I’m taking a shower to rinse the road off,” and started to strip, “one of you should join me so I can get my back scrubbed properly.” Clarence looked at me with a hopeful look in his eyes. “Go ahead,” I said, “it’s been a while since she’s had a chance to be with you.”

Clarence walked into the bathroom, I stripped and sat in a chair, and thirty seconds later I heard the water running and Kate laughing. Well, this was it, the real thing, not just some disconnected voices over the telephone line or those videos, the first time in three years watching my beautiful wife with another man. My cock was standing straight up, I was trying my best not to touch it as I listened to their laughter and especially their silence. I decided to give them a few moments of privacy, so I resisted the urge to look into the bathroom, but the silence, that’s what really had me going. Was the silence because they were kissing or was Kate on her knees sucking him off? I did resist, but just before I was ready to give in they came back into the bedroom with Kate wrapped around Clarence’s waist. It happened so fast, I tried to see everything at once; their lips kissing, her long legs as they crossed behind his back, and where was his cock?

The last question was answered as he dropped her on the bed. He raised his hips and I saw that long black cock slowly (time slowing down?) pull out of my wife. He kept pulling out until the head popped out, but kept contact with Kate’s labia, then plunged the entire thing back into her. Kate let out a half-groan, half moan, her heels were pushing on his ass so he obviously wasn’t hurting her, she was loving this. “That feels so fucking good,” she said; then looked over at me. She looked into my eyes, down to my stiff cock, back to my eyes and just smiled before turning her head back to Clarence’s lips. I still refrained from playing with my cock, I was waiting to take my turn and it didn’t appear I would have to wait long.

Kate was coming after a few minutes and the pleasure must have been too much for Clarence. He started pumping into Kate harder and faster until his butt cheeks clenched, signaling his orgasm.

Every guy wants to be a stud and be able to fuck a half hour without coming, but when it’s been a while (Clarence told Kate on the phone he hadn’t been with a woman since that weekend with her) and when a woman is orgasming around your cock, it’s nearly impossible not to come. I nearly came watching Kate because she kept digging her heels in so that her cunt was milking Clarence’s come, trying to empty his balls.

They stayed like that for another five minutes or so, smiling at each other and exchanging kisses. I was just about ready to say something, I admit to feelings of jealousy creeping in a bit, when they broke apart and Clarence’s cock, still pretty long given it was flaccid, slid out of Kate with a string of their combined come.

I went to take my place in between my wife’s legs when Kate surprised the hell out of me by saying, “Let’s hit the beach before the sun goes down.”

WTF???

I think Kate saw the look of terror in my eyes and quickly calmed me down. “Don’t worry love, you’re next. I just need a little time to enjoy what just happened. Plus, I know I’m being awful, but I’m enjoying putting the tease on for a little bit. I promise I won’t let it go too long, but I want to see you try and maintain your respectability (which means no hard-on) while we go down to the nude beach.”

With that Kate got up, put on her bikini bottom with a tank top and told us to hurry up. As Clarence and I were pulling on our shorts Kate reached into her bag, pulled out her anklet and gave me one more dirty smile as she fastened it around her ankle. Kate rarely teases me, but she was making up for it that day.

[OOAA]

Sooooooooooooo exciting story!!!!!!

Congratulations!!!

....and an amazing teasing at the end...., let's see how long and hot Kate continues the teasing it definitively gives extra exciting to the story

[ragman59]

What a great story. Kate is a lucky girl, and you're an even luckier guy.

[sam6221941]

Great story and thank you for sharing. Cannot wait to hear more.

[bill+kate]

We walked the quarter mile down the beach and when we hit the sign “Warning, beyond this sign you may encounter nude sunbathers” Clarence swore out loud.

“Damn, you weren’t joking about a nude beach, I figured it would be topless or something. But those people are buck naked!”

Kate and I laughed as we stripped down. Kate continued her teasing by handing me her bikini bottoms and asking me to put them in the side pocket of the small cooler I was carrying. I took the small piece of fabric from her, noticed she had purposely kept them inside out and could both see and smell the deposit of Clarence’s cum that had flowed out of her for the last half hour.

“You are so evil,” I said, “but it’s not going to work.” I took Kate’s hand and we started to walk to find a spot for our blankets, leaving Clarence behind as he contemplated his next move. He caught up to us as we were laying the blankets down, but he still had his shorts on.

“OK, you guys have had your laugh, but I’ve never been to a nude beach. What’s the protocol?”

Kate answered, “Don’t stare, always sit on a towel, no overt sexual behavior, and if you start to get hard either roll on your stomach or go jump in the water.”

Clarence looked at the ocean, “But that water is so dang cold.”

I passed the bottle of sunscreen to Kate and while she was doing my back Clarence finally dropped his pants. Kate continued down and greased up my ass, arms, chest and legs, but stopped there. Damn her hands felt so good. She reached in her bag and threw me the spf50. “You’ll have to get the rest yourself. We can’t get kicked off the beach our first ten minutes here.” I took the 50 and finished my cock, balls and head (it’s shaved and could burn, but I’m one of those lucky white guys that looks good with a bald head).

Kate asked Clarence if he needed sunscreen; he’d have been a fool to refuse and I was finding out Clarence was no fool. He allowed her to cover most of his body, but she stopped where she had with me and gave him the spf50. “Make sure you cover that cock, can’t have you sunburned this weekend.”

Kate covered her own front with the lotion, but laid on her stomach and asked Clarence to get her back. He took his time, working her shoulders, down her back, and over her ass. I was lying next to them on my back, watching out of the corner of my eye for the five or ten minutes it took Clarence to finish. When he reached the crack of Kate’s ass, his fingers made the slightest detour down between the cheeks and Kate made the smallest movement indicating he had touched her sensitive rosebud. But he was smart enough to keep his hands moving to her legs and down to her feet.

In my peripheral vision I could tell we three were the objects of a few stares. Since Kate had left her anklet on, I’m certain some of our fellow sunbathers knew what we were up to. But nudists are a fairly relaxed and open spirited group and I’d bet many of the women were a bit envious of Kate.

In fact, Clarence and I later joined a group of co-ed twenty-somethings in a game of beach volleyball. Kate sat on her towel on the sidelines watching and was joined by one of the young ladies from their group. As Clarence and I tried our best not to make fools of ourselves, we actually held our own against the younger kids, I could see Kate and this young lady having a lively conversation. At one point she said a little too loudly, “You’re shitting me!” which caught my attention. The girl was looking back and forth between Clarence and me, then back at Kate.

When we finished playing volleyball, the twenty somethings started to pack up their gear. This same young lady came up to me and actually gave me a naked hug. “Kate’s a very lucky lady to have a husband like you. I hope I get that lucky when I get married.”

“I’m the lucky one,” I replied. And as she turned to walk away I was hoping she got her wish. “There goes a future hotwife.”

I turned to catch up to Kate and Clarence walking hand in hand to our towels. When I caught up Kate asked what my “girlfriend” and I were doing.

“Oh, you made a big impression on that little lady,” I replied. “She doesn’t have a husband yet and she’s already trying to figure out how she’s going to get him to accept her having a boyfriend.”

My words piqued Clarence’s interest. He turned to Kate and asked, “Boyfriend, am I your boyfriend?”

Kate and I never discussed boyfriends and she looked over at me before answering, “Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves.” But she smoothed it over by giving Clarence a short kiss.

When we got back to the cabin Kate pulled me into the shower with her. “You’ve been a very good husband and you’re going to be rewarded.” We soaped each other, Kate spent time washing my cock and once it was rinsed off, she went down on it. She kissed the head, ran her tongue around it, then took the entire length down her throat. After a couple passes she stood back up and pulled me out of the shower by my hard on. We quickly toweled off and went into the bedroom. Clarence was good enough to head into the shower and give us some space.

I sat on the edge of the bed and Kate sat on my lap. The entire day had been foreplay, so no more was needed. Kate slipped forward on my lap until my cock was at her opening. She reached down and opened her lips, inside it was red and wet and her clit was sticking an inch out from the lips. All I could think was, “Please don’t let me come too soon.” I wanted to prove I was her stud.

Kate buried herself on my cock. I may not have Clarence’s size, but have always been able to fill Kate’s tight cunt. (Yes, I took the toilet roll test and I passed, it didn't fit.) Kate held onto my back with her hands and this allowed me to play with her fat clit with one hand and one of her breasts with the other. I nibbled her earlobe and whispered, “I love you.” And that’s all it took; Kate was coming on my cock. I held out as I let her come down from her orgasm.

We sat there for another minute. I was hard as a rock trying to tickle her cervix with my cock head. I stood up and turned around facing the bed, turned Kate around and put her on her hands and knees. I read somewhere that this is the best position to hit a woman’s g-spot and when I fuck Kate this way I can’t argue; it throws her into fits.

As I started to pound away, Kate’s hands were clutching the sheets and she started moaning (I love to make her moan like that). I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed, more moans. Clarence walked out of the bathroom drying himself and staring down at Kate. “She’s beautiful” is all he said.

Clarence was hard and his black cock was sticking straight out. I leaned over and took Kate’s face in my hand. As I kept up the pounding I put my thumb on her lips and pressed it into her mouth. Kate’s lips spread open and she inhaled my thumb. I could only see the side of her face, but I could tell Kate was in the zone. I looked at Clarence and invited him to join us with my eyes. He got the hint and kneeled in front of Kate. As I slipped my thumb out of her mouth, he slipped his cock in.

My thumb was wet from Kate’s saliva and that gave me an idea. I stopped pounding for a second and placed my wet thumb on her rosebud. Kate keeps herself shaved, front and back, and her rosebud always looks ready, especially when she’s bent over taking my cock from behind. My thumb pushed into her ass and although her mouth was stuffed with Clarence’s cock, she let out a deep groan.

Kate started coming hard, squeezing my cock and that’s all it took from me to drain my balls. I could feel the head of my cock grow another inch as I grabbed her waist with my free arm and press our bodies together. Kate kept coming, but still didn’t let Clarence go. I could see that at least three quarters of his cock was disappearing and the sensation must have been too much for him because he started to come. Kate couldn’t swallow it all and backed up to catch her breath. Clarence let another rope of cum go, but now there was nothing to catch it and it sprayed Kate’s back. I removed my thumb from Kate’s ass and spread some of Clarence’s cum on two of my fingers. With my fingers lubed with his cum, I stuck them back into her ass.

“No more, no more,” Kate pulled forward and both my cock and my fingers fell out. Kate collapsed on the bed and rolled over. She had cum dripping out of her mouth and vagina. She looked absolutely beautiful. I wiped the cum off her cheek and chin with a corner of the sheet and gave her a big kiss. Clarence moved over to the other bed while I made out with my wife.

This was turning out to be a great weekend.

[OOAA]

Buffffffffffffffffffffffffffff what a hot scene!!!!!!

[OZCPL]

This is great. I'm just catching up on your stories thanks for writing.
Nice to see that Kate didn't leave it too late to have a little fun she sounds like a terrific hotwife you are a lucky man.
Have you asked her about a pic from behind and not showing anything that could identify her.
Any chance of a link to previous stories
Would love to hear about the rest of the weekend.

[sam6221941]

Great story. Anxiously awaiting your next posting.

Thanks.