Ride In Front

As he hands me a helmet, and I swiftly put it on, I try to remain casual as I reply, "OK, though could I ride up in front of you? I'd feel safer if I could sit on your lap." I watch as he smiled, amused at my concerns, before stating "So you have heard of my reputation? Na, it's fine."

He shrugged, and then casually got on the bike, quickly starting it, before looking over at me, an amused expression clear on his face, "What are you waiting for? Climb on! We're headed on an adventure!"

I smile back, shaking my head slightly from side to side as I shot him a smile, and stepped on the bike. I had to stretch a bit to do so and likely exposed a bit more of myself to him than I'd have liked in such a public place and the fact I felt the need to pause mid-step only made it worse. I looked back briefly, smiled, and quickly pressed myself tightly against him. Right away I felt a rather hard shape in his pants, ... which I quickly knew meant he had a boner, and I was likely the cause. It also not-so-subtly reminded me that his pants were the only layers separating his cock from my shaved thatch.

As he revved the engine, I found myself thinking, "Too late to back out now ... just hope for the best." I grabbed hold of the handles near his hands and soon were off. I felt his cock pressed hard against me then, as I sought to hold myself in place as well as I could, my body rubbing softly up and down upon him. It was not long before we went over a bump, slamming my body up into the air a few inches, before shoving me back down upon him, making his rock-hard member all the more apparent. It was not long before we hit another one, and it soon become apparent to me that every time we pass over a bump, crack, or speed bump in the road, bouncing me up and down upon it. I quickly become aware of my own arousal then, as my body unconsciously responds to the not-so-subtle sexual overtones going on just then, making my mound rather damp ... I just hope he can't tell.

I'm also made aware of another issue, as the wind blew through my loose hair.. my boob top was starting to slide downward, off my breasts, and toward my waist. I dare not let go of the handlebars with either hand, but as my breasts bounce with each bump, I feel it sliding ever further down. Helpless to act, lest I face a worse fate, I'm left helpless as my right nipple slips out, followed swiftly by the rest of my breast. I can't deal with it in the open air now, and the worst part of it all is I can feel it bouncing differently than my other breast.

I keep my gaze forward, and I find myself looking to see if anyone has caught sight of my sudden exposure. Just then it feels the road has become nothing but bumps and cracks, shaking my breasts widely, despite them feeling firm from my arousal. My other nipple soon climbs free, swiftly carrying my other breast out into the open air with it. I gasp, aware of my openly exposed state, knowing that I was helpless to do anything about it until we stopped.

Not long after, my boob top gives up any semblance of actually covering anything at all, flopping down uselessly around my waist. My boobs, firm from my arousal, had already bounced a bit before, had now bounced completely free, and openly making an erotic show of my own embarrassment, made all the more apparent at even the slightest bump. All the same, my attention was almost all too aware of the hard member presently between my legs, pressed against my wet mound, and with just his jeans between them too ...