1. Wild Ride to Devil’s Creek


    Date: 3/15/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: Naughty_Renee, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    It was a very warm summer evening. The sun was low in the western sky. My husband and I were sitting on the front porch swing having a beer when his friend Jazz pulled into the driveway on his Harley. He turned off the rumbling machine and pulled his long blonde windblown hair back. Jack got up from the porch swing and went down to meet him. “Hey bro!” they greeted each other with a manly hug. They talked in the driveway for a while, but I really couldn’t make out what they were saying. Shortly after, Jazz followed Jack up to the porch. “Hey Renee.” “Hey Jazz. Would you like a beer?” I asked. “Sure, my throat is a bit dry,” he said and smiled at me. Jazz had a sexy smile that went with that bad boy look of his. He had a tall, sexy body to go with it. The guy had more women than a bag of M&M’s. He almost had me one night, and he might have succeeded if my husband wasn’t in the other room. It all started when Jazz came into the kitchen with me to help gather up a new round of drinks while the girl that rode in with him was in the living room chatting with Jack. We were standing shoulder to shoulder at the kitchen counter when he suddenly turned me to him and planted a wet kiss on my lips. My heart literally leaped into my throat. It was so unexpected, yet thrilling! I wanted him to kiss me again but then I heard Jack calling out jokingly, “You guys better not be making out in there.” It dampened the moment and we went back a minute later to join Jack and Jazz’s lady friend with ...
    the drinks. That was months ago and I saw Jazz a few times since then, but I never asked him why he kissed me that night. So on this night, Jack joined me on the porch swing while Jazz leaned against the porch railing, giving us a spill about the party he went to the night before. Jazz liked to party, drink, smoke weed and fuck women. He was wild in that way. I was looking out at the customized Harley as the men talked. He had those ape-hanger handlebars on it with a long front end. The bike looked sexy and I wondered what it would feel like to ride on the back of it. Suddenly, Jazz broke into my thoughts when he noticed me staring at his iron horse. “You like my ride, Renee?” “Yeah. I’ve never been on one before.” “As the saying goes, there’s a first time for everything,” Jazz chuckled. “You wanna go for a ride?” I looked over at Jack and asked, “Do you mind, baby?” Jack gave me a sly smile when he noticed the sparkle in my eyes. He looked over at Jazz a second later. “Don’t keep her out too late, bro.” With excitement for the ride welling up inside of me I asked Jazz, “Can I go like I am?” I was wearing a tight pair of shorts and one of my husband’s t-shirts. “Sure. It’s a warm night out,” Jazz replied. I slipped my feet into the sandals I had next to the porch swing and hopped my way down to the driveway. The men finished their beer up on the porch as they watched me checking out Jazz’s hot machine. I was just running my fingers along the tank when it suddenly started and ...
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