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Chapter 8 by Ozwalt Ozwalt

What's next?

Final preparations

That time is over and won't come back, Sabine thought wistfully as she lolled on the bike, still stroking herself.

Time to get undressed. She peeled out of the leather suit, took off her top and both her skirt and panties. She hid everything under and between the trees. She put her boots back on. After a moment of doubt, she pulled the emergency dress out of the motorcycle bag and hid it in the undergrowth too. Naked and unprotected, she now stood in front of her bike, with only her boots and the helmet hanging on the rear-view mirror. Once again, she layed down on her bike and listened to nature. Then she sat up, started the engine and layed down again as before. This time she pressed her pussy directly onto the tank and began to play with herself in earnest. The engine hummed in a low frequency and helped Sabine to satisfy herself until she sank into a calm but violent orgasm that made her ready for today's tour.

Without emergency clothes, without a safety net or a double bottom. The only thing they hadn't been able to do together back then. Today it was going to happen.

She couldn't have picked a better day. Bright sunshine, only a few streaks of fine clouds drifting across the sky and a few vapor trails disturbed the wonderfully blue sky. The sun would be a little stronger up here, but not enough to worry about. A fine wind blew without cooling. Even here in the shade of the forest, the temperature was pleasantly warm. A day made for riding naked on a motorcycle.

She did feel a little queasy. She sat on the bike, the engine grumbling to itself. She wondered who might happen to see her on this ride. How would she react? Drive on calmly? Panic and try to hide? If she bumped into someone she knew? Oh dear, how embarrassing could that be? But she realized for herself that she was just getting high. She had to do this now, she wanted to. Whatever happened. Breathe in deeply, breathe out slowly, twice, three times, then she felt ready to go.

What's next?

More fun
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