My Harley Mama

 

The sun came out and made it a beautiful sunny Saturday morning.  The temperatures were rising to make it a day to be outside. The echoes of the kids at the local park filled the air. 

 

The Harley sits out back. The chrome shines with the reflection of the sunshine. The red and black paint is flawless.  It is a gorgeous day to ride with the one you love. We put the leather jackets and chaps in the saddles bags in anticipation of cooler evening air.   I start the bike, and the pipes rumble with the sound of a Harley engine.  She mounts on the back and off we ride.

 

It is a beautiful day to ride around the lake and spend time being close. She holds me around my waist and leaning forward, places her chest on my back. We share tender moments with each ride. I decided that maybe we would park close to the water and take a stroll.  We walk hand in hand, listening to the water against the shore.  The seagulls fly over our heads, landing in the sand as people on the beach fill the air with laughter.  The sun beams down on the water, making it brighter, and as it starts to set over the water, it creates a romantic setting.  We sit on the pier and watch the sunset at the horizon.  People are gone from the beach and the only sign of life is the two of us sitting on the bench, watching the beauty of nature.

 

I take her by the hand and lead her off the pier.  We walk in the sand once more, stopping from time to time to exchange a few kisses.  She runs in the moonlight with her hair blowing in the night breeze.  I catch up to her to embrace her in my arms. I hold her close, never wanting to let go.  We exchange more passionate kisses.  As I look into her face, perfect moonlight reflects from her love-filled blue eyes. 

 

Moments of love and tenderness turn into hours.  I gently lie her down on the ground to kiss her with great passion.  I run my fingers through her long brown hair, and then trace the lines of her lips with my fingertips. I follow the outline of her slim body, caressing every inch of her. This leads to a wonderful night of lovemaking on the beach.  The moon beams down on her pretty face, the water splashes into shore creating the sounds of nature at its best.  The sounds of pleasure coming from her were the best sounds my ears would hear.

 

My body ached for her, and the desire to please her was overwhelming.  This had to be the first for the both of us.  It was a great night on the beach with lovemaking at its best, and memories that I would cherish. 

 

After placing one last tender kiss upon her soft moist lips, we walked to the bike to prepare for the ride in the night air.   She put on her jacket and chaps, and once again mounted the bike.  She was closer to me on the trip home than she had ever been. 

 

Forty minutes into the ride, we approached the driveway to the house.  I parked the bike as she went into the house to remove her attire.  I walked into the house to be greeted by the love of my life.  I invite her to take a shower with me before going to bed.  As the warm shower takes the chill from us both, we share more tender moments together.  The shower relaxes our worn out bodies.

 

Once in bed, she snuggles so closely that a feather would not pass between our bodies.  She places her head on my chest and drifts off to sleep.  I would not move any part of my body to ensure that she would sleep well throughout the night. 

 

I thought to myself that I held the most beautiful woman in the world.  I did not know how I could be so lucky to be blessed with her in my life.  I could not question the love that I shared with her, but I knew that nobody had ever experienced what I was feeling with this woman.  I knew she was the one for me. 

I am lost when she is not around and I am complete with her presence.  This woman is everything I want and need.  She loves to ride motorcycles, to share tender moments, and our lovemaking is always the best. We trust each other, and most importantly, we share a love that no one else could ever share. We have been together for just short of a year, and I know in my heart that she is the one.  I love my Harley Mama!!!!

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