mat meets wendy; the biker
The weather was very bad. You hated to be out in it, but today was the only day you could borrow your friends pickup truck to move the items you needed to move. Rain or no rain, it had to be done. Oh well, the move was finished and the work done, now you just have a few miles drive home and you can relax for the evening.
It seems to be raining harder and it's dark out. The major part of the storm must be moving in. It's very difficult to see and the flashes of lightening blind you for a few seconds. Up ahead, you can just make out something, or someone, on the side of the road. You slow down and as you get closer, you notice it's a person and a motorcycle. The person seems to be having problems with the bike and they're trying to work on it in the rain. You normally don't stop for strangers, but the weather is so bad, you feel you must stop and help this guy.
You pull up behind the bike and park, leaving your lights on to help seethe bike. The rain is pouring down as you get out and walk up to the person. The guy is wearing heavy black leather biker boots and leather biker pants. He has on a heavy black and red biker jacket and is wearing a full helmet to help him stay dry. You notice the bike is covered with mud and so are the boots and most of the leather pants. The person stands up, and you guess he is about 6 feet tall, but thin build. You're a little nervous. Biker types can be mean. You shout over the thunder and rain,
"Hi. You need any help?"
You hear a muffled voice come under the helmet, but you can't make out what was said.
"What? I didn't understand you."
The guy reaches up and removes the helmet. Long, straight, blond hair tumbles out and pretty blue eyes are looking into your face. This guy is not a guy, but a girl. "My bike just quit. I don't know what the problem is." She yells back you. "It's been working fine. I raced in the motocross and was just on my way home when it quit."
You don't say anything, you're still a little stunned at the unexpected turn of events. She moves closer to you so she doesn't have to shout so much to be heard over the rain and thunder. "I only live about a mile from here. Can we put my bike in the back of your truck and you drive me home?"
"Ah, yeah sure." you say. The two of you get the bike in the back of the pickup and then both get in the passenger compartment. You're soaking wet, but you really don't notice. She gives you directions and soon you arrive at a little house at the end of a side street.
You help her unload the bike and push it under a carport. Then you turn to get back in the truck. "Wait." she says. "I can't let you leave. You just helped me and you're soaking wet. Besides, the storm is getting worse. Come in for a few minutes and dry off. I'll make you some warm coffee."
"No, that's okay. Don't bother. I need to be going."
"I can't let you leave with all you've done for me. It's no bother." and she grabs your hand and leads you into the house. "Don't worry about tracking water or mud in the house." she says pulling you through the front door.
The house is nicely furnished; a variety of books scattered about. A computer is on a desk along one wall, and various typed and hand written papers are pilled on the desk.
"Make yourself at home" she says. "I'll be right back." She sets her helmet down and walks into a back room. Soon she returns with a pair of gym shorts and a large T-shirt in her hand. She hands you the items and says, "Here. The bathroom is down that hall. These should fit and I'll run your wet clothes through the washer and dryer." When you take the clothes from her hand, she unzips her leather biker jacket partially and the glimpse you get makes you think she is not wearing anything under the jacket.
"No, this isn't necessary, I'll be okay." you say and try and hand the clothes back.
"No way!" she says. "You're dripping water all over my carpet and furniture. You'll catch a cold if you don't get out of those clothes. Besides, it will take some time before the coffee is ready, so I might as well clean your clothes." She doesn't wait for you to reply, but turns and walks into the kitchen to start making the coffee. You shrug and a chill runs down your back. You head off to the bathroom and start changing. You hear her yell, "Just leave your wet clothes on the floor. I'll get them in a minute."
You remove your wet clothes, including your underwear, pile them on the floor, dry off, and put on the gym shorts and T-shirt. You return to the living room and can hear the coffee maker bubbling, and you see the girl setting up some cups and saucers on the table. You walk over to the table and ask, "Aren't you going to change?"
"I will in a minute. These are all leather and I'm dry as a bone under them. I wanted to get the coffee started and table set, then I'll get your clothes in the wash. After that, I'll change. Sit down. Make yourself comfortable."
You sit at the small table in front of one of the cups and continue to look around the little house. You watch the girl as she finishes setting the table. She's tall with very long legs, thin and very shapely. Her blond hair is beautiful and soft and frames her face perfectly. Her skin (at least what you can see) looks soft, fair, and nicely tanned. You notice she has lit some candles and they are giving off a sweet smell in the room, a pleasant, almost relaxing smell.
"Hello?" you hear her say. You realize she said something to you, but you were not paying attention, lost in thought, and you're a little embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry. What did you say?"
"I said, my name is Wendy." and she puts her hand out to shake yours.
"Ah, um, my name is Mat. Matthew really, but everyone calls me Mat." and you shake her hand.
"Well Mats, thanks for the help. It's nice to meet someone who is willing to help others in need. You wouldn't believe how many cars drove right past me, some even splashing me, before you stopped."
"It was nothing." you say. "You just looked like you were in trouble, and the weather was so bad and all." As you spoke, you found it hard to focus your thoughts and speak the words. It seemed that more and more, you noticed the candles and the scent. "Oh, it sounds like the coffee is ready." and she takes your cup and moves off to the kitchen. In a few seconds she is back with a nice cup of coffee. It smells so good and your body is still chilled, so you take a sip and feel the hot liquid going down, refreshing you and relaxing you. There's a little after taste in the coffee, almost like the scent of the candles. You ponder this, but decide it's just the scent in the air that makes it seem like you taste it.
Wendy gets her cup and goes to fill it. She returns and sits across the table from you. You take another sip and again feel the hot liquid flow through your body. This time it seems like it runs down your legs and arms also. You feel your body relax more and you can almost hear a buzzing in your head.
"Do you live around here?" Wendy asks.
"Well, uh... I uh..." it's difficult to speak, the words will not come out. You can't really remember where you live. "I uh, I live a few miles from ... from ah from here, on the edge of town. I think."
"Oh. Well, I'm glad you were driving this way. Otherwise, I still might be out in the storm."
You take another sip of coffee, trying to wake up and pull yourself together. It's like you're wide awake, but your body doesn't want to do anything. You're aware of everything around you, but it's hard to move, and your mouth won't form words properly.
"Well, I guess it's time I change clothes also. I'm getting warm in these leathers."
"Yes, ah, cha ... change, ah warmmmm.." you manage to get out. You watch Wendy unzip her jacket and remove it. You notice she is wearing something under it. She has on a black leather and chain bra. The bra part is full leather with holes that her nipples are sticking through. Chains also run along the breast part of the bra and chains also run from the bra up to a black leather studded collar she is wearing.
You don't want to stare at her, so you try and turn away, but your body won't obey. Your eyes focus on her beautiful breasts; her hard nipples sticking through holes in the leather bra. You watch as she sets the jacket aside and runs her hands over the leather and chains. "I just love wearing this. I feel so powerful in it."
Wendy sits in a chair and lifts her boot toward you and says, "Help me with my boots Mat. Clean them for me." Before you can even think, your body reacts and you move from the chair down to the floor in front of her. Your hands start caressing her boots, you left them to your face and smell the leather and mud.
"You like my boots don't you Mat?." You nod yes as you feel a desire burn within you.
"You like them so much you want to kiss them." Her words make you touch your lips to the leather boots, you softly kiss them, you open your mouth and kiss them harder and lick them. The mud breaks off and falls on your body. Some of the mud comes off in your mouth and you eagerly eat it from her boots.
"Oh yes Mat. That's a good boy. Clean them well. Lick the heels and the sides. Suck the mud from my biker boots. Don't do the bottoms yet Mat. I will help you with that. Just lick the sides and shaft of my boots clean for me." Her words stir the desire in you and you work hard to please her.
"Good boy Mat. They are looking so much better. Let's do the bottom now. Remove your clothes and lie on your back for me." Your body obeys. Your mind no longer controls your body. You realize you have been drugged with the candles and the coffee. You realize you no longer have control and you will do anything this woman says.
Once you're laying on the floor, she gets up and walks over to you. She stands next to you looking down at you. You watch as she lifts a boot and places it over your face. "Now Mat. Now you can clean the boot bottom." Your mouth opens and your tongue reaches out licking the bottom of her boots, the mud falling onto your face and into your mouth.
"Good boy Mat. Lick all the shit off Mistress Wendy's boots." Your body responds to her praise. You eagerly lick harder and eat and suck the mud from her boots. Your cock is hard and throbs harder at her words of praise. Finishing one boot, she replaces it with the other one and you work on it.
When you finish her second boot, she lifts them and inspects them. "Oh Mat, I'm afraid they are not good enough. There is still mud packed by the heel and I think there is horse shit still between some of the lugs. Maybe your tits can get it out."
She bends and pulls on your nipples. She twists them and pulls on them getting them erect. Then she stands on you -- her full weight on you. One foot is on your stomach area. She takes the other foot and places it on your nipples and rubs, wipes, and twists the bottom of that boot on your nipple. Then she wipes the other boot on your other nipple and while still standing on you, she inspects the bottoms once again.
"No. I'm afraid they still need more work." She turns and walks down your body onto your stomach and thighs. Now she steps on your cock. She wipes the bottom of the boot on your cock and balls. At times, she is stepping on your balls with one boot while rubbing the other on your erection.
Once again she inspects the bottoms. "Shit. They are still not clean enough. Can't you fuckin' do anything right Mat?" She kicks at the tip of your cock with one boot. "Maybe I can knock some of this shit loose." She kicks it again and again at your cock like it was a punching bag sticking up in the air. Your cock is drooling precum and it's getting on her boots.
"There. That knocked some of the mud and shit loose." Satisfied, she walks back up to your chest and places a boot over your face again. "Now, polish them with your tongue Mat. Plus, lick your nasty precum off my boots. I don't want your cock juice on them."
Again, using your tongue, you clean and polish her boots as she stands on you. Once you have finished, she tells you to stay there and she walks into the other room.
She returns with a whip, collar, and chain leash. She puts the collar on you and attaches the leash. "Get on your knees Mat. Be my dog."
Your body obeys and you are soon on your hands and knees like an animal with her holding your leash.
"Now, follow me and lick the mud off my floor that we tracked it." She leads you from muddy foot print to muddy foot print. Sometimes she stands on the mud and you must lick her boot where it meets the floor. You're on your hands and knees, head bent to the floor licking the mud at her feet.
"Good. Now the floor is done for now. Follow me. I have to go to the bathroom."
She leads you to the bathroom, your still on your hands and knees. She pulls her leather pants down exposing a shaved, beautiful pussy. She sits on the toilet and lifts her boots toward you.
"Now remove them for me Mat." You pull her boots off. Kissing and licking each one during the entire process. You then remove her socks, smelling them, the smell of leather and of a woman's foot. You then caress her naked feet. Kiss and sucking her toes. While doing this, you hear and smell as she pisses and shits in the toilet. She finishes going about the time you get her boots and pants off. She stands and turns her back to you and bends over. "Clean me Mat. You are my toilet paper. Clean my pussy first and then my ass."
You mind revolts but your body obeys and you lick the remaining pee from her pussy. Your cock throbs at the taste of her sweet cunt. Then you move to her ass and lick it clean. "Don't forget the inside Mat." and she yanks a little on the leash. Your tongue now probes her ass, licking it clean on the inside.
"Now, follow me Mat." and she leads you into the bed room.
"Lick my legs Mat. I know you love my legs." You slowly reach out, caressing her legs, the smell of leather still on them. You kiss and lick her legs.
"Oooooo, nice. Good boy Mat. You're a very good boy. Now, get up on the bed for me and lay down." Your body obeys, even though your mind tries to fight.
"My drug will wear off soon and I must have you secure first." As you lie on the bed, you notice there are chains at the head and foot of the bed with large leather cuffs attached. She takes the cuffs and securely fastens you, spread-eagle, on the bed. About the time she is finished, you notice you start to get some control of your body back. You can resist some against the chains, but you can't get free, you are secure -- naked, and bound.
"What are you doing to me?" you manage to ask.
"Why Mat, don't worry. I'm just going to thank you for helping me."
Her legs are long and beautiful, her body is perfect and firm, but soft. You notice her pussy is shaved and perfectly shaped on a little mound, pussy lips slightly open and moist. She's always looking right into your eyes as she moves onto the bed with you. Her hand reaches out and lightly touches your cock. You try and move away, but the chains hold you firm. Your cock jumps at her touch. She's smiling at you with a beautiful smile and terrific blue eyes. She continues to touch your cock and against your will it starts to harden again.
"See Mat, this isn't so bad. Just enjoy it." You still try and fight the sensations going through your body, but your sex drive is taking over. Your cock continues to harden and desire starts burns inside your body.
"You know what I love to do Mat?"
"Ah no, ah I don't." you manage to say.
"Oh, I love to lick and suck on a cock." she says this while still looking into your eyes. You don't know what to say or do -- you just lie there looking back her. She smiles and lowers her head to your penis. Her tongue comes out and wets her lips, just inches above your cock. "Mmmmm" you hear her say. Her tongue comes out more and licks the tip of your penis. She moves the tip of her tongue all around your penis, getting it very wet. She sticks her tongue in your pee hole and plays there sending intense feelings of pleasure up your shaft. Then she takes just the tip of your hard penis in her mouth and sucks it, letting it pop back out of her mouth. She does this several times, sucking in just the tip, then letting it pop back out.
Next she sucks your entire cock deep into her mouth. Her hands fondle your balls and cock, while her mouth strokes your shaft with long, slow strokes. You feel the wetness and warmth of her mouth on your shaft. You feel her soft lips hugging your cock and sliding up and down on it, from the tip to the base. You watch as your cock almost comes completely out of her mouth and disappears fully back inside.
Her sucking continues for a very long time. You almost have a climax, but her touches and sucks are just slow enough and just right to bring you to the edge, but not to bring you to a climax. The cum is building in your balls and you want to break free of the chains and finish your climax.
Finally, when you think you're going to go crazy with pleasure and frustration, she stops and says, "Now for the final treat." She moves on top of you. Her back is to you and she bends forward toward your feet. She reaches back and grabs your cock with one hand and lowers her crotch onto your hard, throbbing member. Because her back is to you and she is bent forward, you have a very clear view of her ass and pussy. You watch as she rubs the tip of your cock all around her shaved pussy and her ass. The tip of your cock is gleaming with her pussy juice and you can feel the heat from her cunt.
Soon she guides the tip of your cock inside her honey pot. She moves her hips up and down, allowing the tip of your cock to slide around just inside her hot hole. This continues for another long period of time, bringing you almost to climax, but not completely.
Finally she lowers herself completely on your shaft. She moves her hips up and down and you watch as your cock, wet with her juice, slides completely inside her -- deep, deep inside her, and then back out again. You feel the heat of her pussy envelop your cock. Her pace quickens and her breathing gets deeper. Faster and faster she moves up and down your shaft. You feel your climax starting to work its way through your balls and down the shaft of your cock. You fight against the chains, trying to thrust deeper inside of her and trying to move faster so the climax doesn't fade as all the others have.
She continues to move faster and faster and you hear her moaning in pleasure as her own climax is starting. Finally your balls burst forth and you shoot loads of hot, sticky semen deep into her pussy. You feel your cock contracting, shooting squirt after squirt, load after load of hot, white, goo deep inside her. You see your cock sliding in and out, covered with her juice and now yours mixed on your shaft.
She starts to slow her pace, her breathing getting back under control. Her pussy is also contracting, milking your cock of its last drops of cum. Finally she stops moving and just sits on you, your "now soft" cock still inside her. Soon she gets off you and leaves the room. She returns with a candle, a different one than before. You notice its scent taking over your body again, but this time it makes you very sleepy and soon you're fast asleep.
When you wake up, you're still in the bed naked, but the chains have been removed. Your clothes are clean and folded on a chair next to the bed. On top of your clothes is a note.
"Dear Mat,Thank you again for helping me with my bike. I've gone to work, so I won't be home when you read this. However, next weekend, me and four of my girlfriends will be riding in the motocross. After we ride, we will coming to my house for dinner and to get cleaned up. You are invited for dinner Saturday night as we (all five of us) will need your services. I promise you will also have wonderful evening then. If you do well on Saturday, you will be invited to join us at the races. Many times we need our boots cleaned between race sets. Of course, it is a public place and you will be in the mud cleaning our boots, but somehow I don't think you will mind. Have a good day and I'll see you Saturday "
You read the note again, then get up and dress. As you leave the house, you take the note with you. You notice her motorcycle is gone. Looks like you have to cancel the poker game with the guys because you have a dinner date for next Saturday!