Abby's Ride Ep. 02

All characters are 18+ yrs of age.

I would like to thank my editor P_Anderer for all of his wisdom and expertise, in helping me prepare this story for Literotica readers. These subsequent episodes are based on real life experiences, but have also been embellished.

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It was two weeks into summer vacation, and I had the perfect excuse to use with my parents, so I could spend the next ten days with Danny. He told me we would be on the motorcycle most of the time, and since I didn’t really have the appropriate gear, he was going to take me shopping. I packed all other necessities, and some other things that were more under the category, ‘just in case’. I had a friend pick me up, and drop me off at a bus stop; this was all staged, so that no one knew who I was with, or where I was really going. Danny was parked about a block away from the bus stop. He waited until he saw my ride leave, and then pulled up on the bike.

“Hey, baby, put your sunglasses on.”

I put my bag in the tour pack, hopped on the bike and we headed to the store. When we were cruising on the bike, he hooked his left hand behind my calf. I loved it, and it made me feel that he truly cared for me; maybe even loved me, though he couldn’t say it.

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The first store was, of course, the Harley-Davidson dealership. He bought me riding boots, a leather jacket, chaps, riding gloves, two bandanas, better sunglasses, and also clear glasses for night riding. Next, we went to the mall, where we shopped at quite a few stores. Danny had his own ideas as to what I needed. He selected which stores we shopped, and he picked out the items, after all, he was paying and he was the boss.

Most of the items he bought me were from Frederick’s of Hollywood, which was a popular store for provocative women’s apparel. He enjoyed watching me try on, and model the items he selected. The saleswoman catered to us, because she knew he was going to be spending a lot of money. He bought me three pair of black leather high heeled shoes (sandals, pumps, and boots), a black silk robe, a black teddy, ten pair of tiny G-strings, six pair of assorted color stockings, two black garter belts with matching bras, four miniskirts, and eight sexy tops that barely covered anything. He also bought me two pair of blue jeans from Levi Strauss. All of these items would have to be kept at the clubhouse, because I wouldn’t be able to hide them from my parents at home.

We left the mall, and stopped for burgers. Before we went to the clubhouse, he pulled into a strip mall, and I couldn’t figure out what we needed there. We both dismounted the bike, and I followed him to a glass door, where he stopped and turned to me.

“Ya need to get on birth control, so… I made ya an appointment, and I’m comin’ with ya. This is Planned Parenthood, so they won’t let yer parents know, or mail anything to yer house. I’ll take care of the bill.”

“Wow, you think of everything. I haven’t even thought about birth control. What if…”

“Let’s just take care of this now, okay?”

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After Planned Parenthood, we finally headed to the clubhouse. It was still early, so there weren’t many guys at the clubhouse. I followed Danny to the lounge, and B.J. was sitting at his desk, expecting us. He got up to hug and greet both of us. He handed Danny a keychain with two keys on it.

“It’s all ready, son.”

“Thanks Dad, I appreciate it. We’ve been shoppin’ for hours, so we’re gonna go chill for a couple hours.”

I followed Danny to a door, that I’ve never gone through. He unlocked it with the key B.J. gave him, and we both entered. It was pitch black, until Danny flicked on a light switch. It was a huge beautifully furnished suite; in masculine shades of gray and black, and mostly leather. It had a huge black three-stepped platform with a king size bed, and four black posts at each corner of the bed that stretched from the platform to the vaulted ceiling. There were two nightstands, a desk with an office chair, a small sitting area, with a black leather couch, two black leather chairs, coffee table, two large dressers, and a walk-in closet. It had a private bathroom, with a toilet, bidet, double sinks on the vanity, shower and tub. Every wall in the bathroom was mirrored finish.

“What’s all this?”

“I’m rentin’ it from my dad; it’s for us.”

“Oh, my god, this is awesome!”

I ran to him, and gave him a big kiss.

“Glad ya like it. Wasn’t sure what to get for furniture, beddin’, towels, and stuff. I’ll bring my stuff tomorrow, but why don’t ya pick a dresser, and put yer things away? Hangers are in the closet. Here’s a key for ya. Ya still can’t show up here unexpected, and someone still has to let ya in the clubhouse.”

“I understand, baby. This is great!”

“We can’t keep meetin’ in my truck. It’s fine in a pinch, but this is much better. I’d been plannin’ on doin’ this for a while. Once ya met my dad, and things went well, I thought it should be done sooner.”

“What’s that door for, over there?”

“That’s gonna be an addition, and it’s a secret for now.”

“Mysterious…”

“When should we christen the bed?”

“Whenever you want, baby.”

“Well, my dad and J.T. helped a lot, to get all this done for us. How ’bout we ask ’em, if they wanna be included?”

“Okay…”

“Okay, we’ll ask ’em, later. I wanna decide what yer gonna wear tonight.”

“Can I hop in the shower, while you’re doing that?”

“No, not yet. I can’t be walkin’ around with a hard-on.”

He sat on the edge of the desk, unfastened his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I walked over, stood in front of him, and waited to see if he wanted my pussy or my mouth.

“Grab a pillow from the bed, baby.”

I walked up the platform, grabbed a throw pillow and threw it on the floor in front of him. I knelt on the pillow, pulled his pants down and then his briefs. I guided his soft cock into my mouth, licked its big head to get it wet, and swirled my tongue around it. I sucked it, while rubbing my front teeth on its meaty ridge. His cock was getting hard, so I stroked the shaft with my hand, while sucking the head. I firmly encircled my fingers around the back of his balls, together with the base of his cock. I made short strokes, while I sucked his cock, in and out of my mouth. I made sure I was looking up at him. He was smoking a cigarette with his right hand, holding onto the edge of the desk with his left, and pumping his hips. When he finished his cigarette, he put his hand at the back of my head, and pulled my mouth deeper onto his cock, so it was all the way down my throat. He began to only thrust inward, and faster; he was almost ready to cum. I took his cock in as far as I could, as soon as I felt it jerk. Cum was working its way up the shaft, and before a drop escaped, he plunged his cock deeper down my throat. He held it in, and came down my throat. He fed me, and I took it all. I was still kneeling, and looking up at him. When he was finished, he let go of my head, pulled his cock out of my mouth and I licked my lips.

“Damn, baby, ya give great head. Now go take a shower.”

I turned on the shower, undressed and got under the water. I shampooed my hair first, and then I started washing my body. He came into the bathroom, removed his clothes and joined me in the shower. He took the soapy washrag I was using, and washed every inch of my body. I shampooed his hair, and then I washed his entire body.

The shower had a wide tiled ledge for sitting. He sat down, pulled me onto his lap, so that I was straddling his big strong thighs. He squeezed my tits together with both hands, and sucked both nipples at the same time. He kissed me from my chest, up my neck and to my mouth. His left hand slid to my ass, and his right hand slid between my legs. He gently rubbed my clit until I came. He grabbed his cock, lubed the head with my cum and slid it into my pussy. I rocked my hips over his groin, and bore down to take his cock deep. He placed both hands on my ass cheeks, and I put my arms around his thick neck. He stood up, pressed me against the tiled wall and I wrapped my legs high around his waist. He drove his cock into me over and over, and as I squealed, we both came. He slid me down his body, until I was standing. I rewashed both our privates, turned off the shower and then we got out.

I had a towel around my hair, and I put on my new black silk robe. He dried himself off with a towel, hung it up and walked around naked. He was so sexy; I wanted him again, but we needed to get ready.

“I had a babydoll tank, and a pair of panties made for ya, that both have my truckin’ logo on ’em. I want ya to wear them both tonight, with yer chaps and ridin’ boots. That way, anyone who sees ya from the front or back, will see my logo, and know yer mine. I still want ya to stick by me, but at least people will see yer marked. Oh, leave yer hair down tonight.”

I put on deodorant, brushed my teeth, blow dried my hair, applied make-up and got dressed.

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We left his room, and went to the big bar area. Danny asked one of the guys behind the bar, if J.T. got there yet, and he said he was in the lounge with B.J. Danny grabbed my hand, and I followed him to the lounge.

As soon as B.J. saw us, he bellowed out.

“There they are! J.T., this is Abby. Didn’t I tell ya how pretty she is? Abby, this is my other son, J.T.”

J.T. looks like B.J. and Danny. He’s muscular, but not built like a tank, as B.J. and Danny. J.T. is just a tad shorter than Danny, and has the same color hair as his dad; he just doesn’t have any salt in his pepper yet, and no beard, or mustache.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, J.T.”

“Yeah, nice to meet ya; yer beautiful. How did ya get her, lookin’ the way you do, ya fucker?”

“Fuck you, J.T.”

They were all smiling and rough-housing, so this is just how they talked to each other, was my guess.

“Hey guys, the room looks great, and I want ya both to know, I really appreciate it. We’re wonderin’ if you’d like to help christen the bed tonight?”

“Are you shittin’ me, bro?”

“No, no, no. That’s a really nice offer, son. That’s something I think ya two should do alone, okay? Hell, if ya want, we’ll come in right after yer done, but ya have the honors of using it the first time.”