Cross Country (closed for HornyIsh)

[fnchristie81]

Liz was tired of being controlled. Her last boyfriend wanted her to dress and act certain ways, her parents had wanted her to dress and act in a particular manner, even her job had controlled the way she dressed and acted. Fed up, she dumped her boyfriend and during a downsizing by the company opted for a voluntary layoff.

Going for as much of a change as she could, she died her hair black. She even went so far as to sell the "sensible" mid-sized SUV her parents had insisted she buy and bought an all-black Indian Scout. Her intent was to ride her way across the country and start over wherever her funds ran out. Between the sensible upraising she'd had growing up-her parents had farmed her out to every trade available it seemed-and her educational background, she could easily pick up work almost anywhere.

Unfortunately, she'd only made it from Atlanta, Georgia to somewhere west of Hattiesburg, Mississippi before her bike sputtered to a stop. Of course, it was summer, and of course, it was the middle of nowhere. She didn't have tools with her to start taking her bike apart having bought it new, and the remote location (of course) didn't seem to have cell service. And so she was stuck, waiting for someone to pass by and offer assistance.

With the heat index being well over 100 degrees, Liz quickly began to overheat with the wind not moving across her riding leathers. Shrugging mentally, she stripped them off and rested her feet atop her boots. Even riding though, she'd known it would be hot and so had dressed minimally underneath them, opting for booty shorts and a cami. As she waited, she fretted over how quickly her plans had gone awry.

 

[HornyIsh69]

Ish was riding around the Georgia highway, normally he was riding around in a regular way. But he took the highway back roads just in case he were to run into territorial troubles. He was an outlaw as he was the president of the Halberdsmen MC.

The Outlaw was about 5'4 and 160 lbs of pure slight muscular build. He wore a leather vest with his MC patches and all. As well as a black tee shirt and faded blue jeans. Finishing the whole affair with black combat boots. His outfit was one thing, but his motorcycle was a different story.


The motorcycle he rode in on was a Custom 2019 Harley Street Glide, colored with a Vivid Raven Jet Black color, same as his trimmed short shaved hair. He saw a woman on the side of the road as he then pulled in, it's engine was fearsome but he came to see what was the trouble with her and her motorcycle, as he also checked her out a bit. "Well helllooooo! What's a sexy little thing like you doin on the side of the road?" He saw she had motorcycle troubles so he came to her rescue.

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz was perched sideways on her bike when she heard the throaty roar of another bike approaching. Slipping her feet back into her boots, she stood at the edge of the road and waved the oncoming bike down.

"Well helllooooo! What's a sexy little thing like you doin on the side of the road?"

Liz was a little leery of the dangerous appearing biker, but figured most were just anecdotally so. She swept a strand of hair back over her shoulder from where the breeze had blown it and placed the hand on her cocked hip.

"Thanks for stopping!" she said brightly. "I'm glad it's another rider. I'm not sure what happened. I bought the bike new about a month ago. I've only ridden it a bit around town, and it just quit on me. I don't know if it's a loose wire somewhere, or something with the injectors, or what. It's got plenty of fuel though, and it didn't show a high temperature, so without tools I'm at a loss."

As she talked, she gestured a bit, but was also looking the guy who stopped over a bit. Seated on his Harley, it was difficult to tell his height, but she didn't believe it was much more than her own 5ft2. But his shirt didn't show the normal beer belly of a Harley guy; from the way his shirt flattened against his stomach as he slowed up, it was apparent he took care of himself. Liz felt a stirring deep inside her but covered it with a glance at his vest patches. A few looked vaguely familiar, but the only one she recognized was the "MC" beneath the name of his club showing that it was a formally recognized group.

 

[HornyIsh69]

Ish wasn't just an MC Leader and President, he was also a rich philanthropist who works in accounting and adult entertainment too. He then looked at what was the problem. There were 2 things wrong as he saw it.

"Aha! Two things, it was one of your injectors and a loose wire. I got tools back at my crib. Tell you what, you sit tight and I'll call a wrecker to take this back to my mansion cause I got tools and the proper injector." He said to her smiling at her. He then pulled his phone out and called for a tow wrecker to pull her Indian Scout. "So what's a beauty like you riding around in this hot Georgia heat?" He asked her smirking a bit as he looked at her from head to toe.

 

[fnchristie81]

Her initial dismissal of his attempt at impressing her with talking about his "mansion" was countered by his willingness to help and the accompanying undressing of her with his eyes. Still, this was the new Liz. Although even the old her likely wouldn't have been able to avoid the flutter in her chest at the obvious flirting.

"I'm just taking a cross country trip," she replied vaguely. "I had to get away from family and work for a while. Hence the new bike. Despite my best plans, obviously that didn't turn out very well," she said with her irritation at the situation tinging her voice at the end. "Thanks for being willing to help!" she said, trying to be a little more cheerful. She couldn't help playfully twisting a lock of her hair around her finger and swaying her hips. Maybe a little flirting of her own wouldn't hurt what she imagined the price of the work would end up being.

 

[HornyIsh69]

"Well the wrecker won't be here for a few minutes so let me introduce myself. My name is Ish Roseblazer. And you are?" Ish said to her, returning the flirting of his own. Wondering what she'd look like without her clothes.

He was undressing her with his eyes, imagining what's she wearing under her shorts and shirt. Moving in a bit closer to her but not too close.

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz stubbornly held her ground as Ish stood and invaded her personal space. She'd been right, he wasn't much taller than she. And yet she knew instinctively that he was far more powerful. And she was beginning to get into the flirting. Liz put her hands in her back pockets as she answered.

"Liz Tilley," she answered, wondering if Ish would make the association with her father's Atlanta law firm. Doubtful, being this deep in Mississippi, but in this day and age you never knew. "Work decided to make some cutbacks, so rather than risk staying or put someone who needed the job out of work, I took a voluntary layoff. I'm meeting up with one of my college roommates outside of Aliso Viejo, although my timeline seems like it's going to be delayed."

That last was a bluff, she and her roommate hadn't even spoken since graduating, but at least if Ish was dangerous it might give him some second thoughts. Although she was starting to hope that he might be harboring  some kind of nefarious inclination towards her.

 

[HornyIsh69]

"Liz eh, that's a very sexy name. Short for Elizabeth? Also you don't mind if I..... Grab your butt and call you..... Lizzie, do ya?" Ish asked her while he then tried to reach for her butt with both his hands. It was a bit firm and sexy in his hands.

He wasn't dangerous towards women. Only towards those who harmed them. He then whispered in her ear. "Don't worry, your motorcycle will be in good hands. Just like your ass with my hands, hehe."

 

[fnchristie81]

Ish surprised her by lunging to grab her rear with both hands.

"Liz eh, that's a very sexy name. Short for Elizabeth? Also you don't mind if I..... Grab your butt and call you..... Lizzie, do ya?"

"It is," she replied to the first question. She couldn't help but feel her breasts pressing against the hot leather of Ish's vest. Slowly she slipped her hands out of her pockets and from beneath Ish's hands and hooked them in the waistband of her shorts, acutely aware of just how little she was wearing.

"Lizzie though, is a little girl's name. You may either call me Liz or Elizabeth," she said disdainfully. Her father had-and still-called her "Lizzie", as had her overbearing boss she couldn't wait to get away from. The employees with whom she'd worked called her Liz, Elizabeth, or Ms. Tilley, depending on the respective positions within the company, and while she hadn't emphasized the latter hadn't discouraged it either.

 

[HornyIsh69]

Ish then looked at her and then said. "So I guess Mz. Elizabeth or Mz. Liz isn't out of the question then right?" He asked her while he grabbed her ass more. He felt her chilled breasts pressed against his hot leather vest. "Y'know, maybe when I fix your motorcycle wonder if you'd like to spend some time with an outlaw?" He asked her smirking a bit.

Just then, the wrecker got there and then lifted up perfectly and then went back to the mansion. "You'll be a few miles behind so we can secure a safe drop off." The driver said hitching the motorcycle. Just then they slowly drove back to Ishs' Mansion. He then got on the motorcycle and turned the engine on, waiting for her. "Alright, ready to get on. Mz Liz?"

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz noticed Ish readjusting his grip on her ass, tsking more in each hand. Still she just stood there, neither inviting nor denying more, but feeling Ish's hips press against hers and an unmistakable bulge beginning to form.

"So I guess Mz. Elizabeth or Mz. Liz isn't out of the question then right? Y'know, maybe when I fix your motorcycle wonder if you'd like to spend some time with an outlaw?"

Liz was under no misunderstanding about what the "time" to which Ish had referred would entail. And while past Liz would have slapped his face and been pissed, new Liz couldn't help but wonder what it might be like.

"Well..." she drew out, appearing to think it over and twisting her hips back and forth a bit. "Since I'm sure it'll take a while to do the repairs, I'm sure a little time wouldn't be hard to arrange."

Then the rollback arrived. Liz pulled an overnight bag of toiletries from her saddlebags and placed it on the side of the road, then slipped back into her leathers as it was apparent Ish was expecting her to ride with him. God, were they hot, she complained to herself. Still, it was better to be too warm for a while than suffer what she imagined was painful road rash if the bike went down. And gave her an alternative of something to wear since the rest of the clothes she'd brought on the trip were going to be with her bike.

As the Scout went onto the rollback, Ish started his Harley and sat, obviously expecting her to clamor over him to get on the back. Even through the thick leather she could feel the heat radiating from the seat and his own saddlebags and was glad she wasn't scorching her bare skin on them.

Settling herself, she wrapped her arms around his chest to signal she was ready.

 

[HornyIsh69]

Ish looked at her putting on the riding leathers. They showed off her ass and he smirked a bit more. "Mmmm wow, she's so sexy in chaps." He said to himself, smiling a bit bigger more. "Ready when you are."

He then rode off before giving the engine a good couple of revs testing it and teasing her a bit. He hasn't felt this alive having a sexy woman on the back of his motorcycle in a while. "So guessin you don't got an Ol man?" He asked her trying to not to get into her business but was still curious.

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz had to press her head against Ish's back and ask him to repeat himself over the chugging of the bike. Leaning up, her chest pushed into his back as she rested her chin on his shoulder. She knew her own coat buffered the sensation of her breasts against his back for him, but she found herself willing him to notice. She also couldn't help but notice the way his hips fit between her thighs, and debated making an offer to him to try it in the other direction-and bare-later that evening. It wasn't like anyone was going to yell at her, or even find out for weeks. Or maybe years, if she so decided.

"No, no 'old man', she said into his ear loud enough to be heard over the loudness of the engine, but not loud enough to make his ear ring. "He was too controlling, and got dumped a few months ago." Contemplating the changes she was making, she left her chin resting comfortably on his muscular shoulder.

 

[HornyIsh69]

"That's alright, I ain't got me an Ol lady myself. Too much of them wanna cheat on me. Sorry to hear you got dumped." Ish said to Liz while he revved the Harley a bit.

He smiled feeling her breasts on his back and her chin on his muscular shoulder. Ish wasn't just a biker. He also worked in adult entertainment and accounting. On top of that he worked out too. As his ripped arms held onto to the handlebars of the motorcycle as they rode.

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz was somewhat reassured that her lustful thoughts weren't going to be intruding on Ish's relationships, although she hadn't given it a thought until he mentioned it.

"I'm more sorry to hear about you," she said into his ear. "And to be clear,  I wasn't the one dumped. He thought he could control where and when I worked, what I wore, and everything else. It's not the 50s anymore, and I didn't even dress anything like what I'm wearing today for being in public," referencing what she had on beneath her leathers. Although if she'd been planning on discarding the hot protective clothes, she would have donned something at least a little more appropriate, regardless of the heat.

 

[HornyIsh69]

"If you were with me, I'd let you wear what'd you like. And everything else." Ish said to her when she said she was sorry to hear about him. While he rode them into town, he then smiled at her.

"And not gonna lie to you. I actually kinna find you so hot." He said to her, smirking big as he got a bulge a bit as they rode. He kept going through the road. Revving every 5 miles through the area as he was happy to work on her motorcycle.

 

[fnchristie81]

"If you were with me, I'd let you wear what'd you like. And everything else."

"'Nothing,'" is the thought that popped into mind of wearing when Ish mentioned it, although of course she didn't say it out loud. She had no idea of what Ish's "mansion" looked like, but she could easily see herself lounging around nude while he did something elsewhere, then found her and pounced like the animal she suspected lurked inside him.

Her hips twitched against him of their own volition as she teased him. "You might be surprised at what that could entail!"

 

[HornyIsh69]

Ish smirked as he felt her hips twitch against him as they were almost back to Ishs' Mansion. "Mmmmm be careful what I wish for, eh baby?" He said to her smirking and then Riding into town.

The rollback had already dropped her Indian Scout in his driveway. He then parked his motorcycle next to hers as he then turned the engine on. The mansion is a two story mansion that even is bigger than the other ones around the neighborhood. A two story Tuscan Villa styled Mansion. Complete with 3 garages too. "We're here, Mz. Liz."

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz barely noted Ish's response as he was slowing down to pull into a residence. "Mansion," he'd said, and she had to admit he hadn't exaggerated. She was equally surprised to see her bike in his driveway.

After waiting several long moments for him to get off the bike so she could, she discerned that he wasn't trusting the kickstand to her balance and so climbed off, her body pushing firmly against his as she did. Immediately she unzipped and peeled off her heavy leather coat, sweat trickling down her back and between her cleavage as she slowly turned to take in the estate.

"You weren't kidding," she said, suitably impressed. "Apparently you're more than just some 'outlaw'. How many hits did you have to take to afford a place like this?" Then she flushed, embarrassed of the implications of if her teasing were actually what had happened.

 

[HornyIsh69]

"Well I am an accountant and adult Entertainer." Ish said to Liz smiling big. He wasn't mincing words when she asked him about affording a place like his. He saw her take off her coat, showing off her nice cleavage. He then smirked at her.

"Oh right. Let me get into the garage to get me my tools and your new injector." He said to her as he then went into the garage where there was motorcycle tools and other needed parts. In the garage was a nice Ram 2500 Pick Up truck which was Olive Green.

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz couldn't help but wonder at his wording as she followed him into the garage, noting the large, late-model pickup as she did.

"Adult entertainer?" she asked. "You mean you're a porn star?" She wasn't so naive as to not have watched some, but it all seemed geared towards men rather than women. "And here you were down on your lady friend cheating on you," she scoffed. Still, she saw him checking out her chest as he'd mentioned it. She couldn't tell if he were sincerely interested in her, merely comparing her to the plastic women with whom he had "worked", or if he was just judging her.

As he picked up a socket set from the work table, she grabbed a pair of plyers as well remembering his mention of a loose wire before following him outside. As he knelt beside her bike, she leaned against the garage to peel first her boots, thdn her leather pants off. In the process, she couldn't help her shorts following a short distance, and prayed that he hadn't noticed before she quickly pulled them back up. Damned wardrobe malfunctions....

 

[HornyIsh69]

Ish watched her kneel beside her bike. He noticed her take off her leather pants and boots. He saw the assets she was rocking with. She was very natural indeed better than the plastic babes he worked with. He installed the injector to the fuel supply.

"And there we go, good as new." He said to her smiling very big. He was getting it fixed for her. "Whereabouts did you pick up this Scout at?" He asked her, checking her out more. Slowly undressing her with his eyes in his mind.

 

[fnchristie81]

"Capitol Cycles," Liz answered him. Ish was once again blatantly checking her out. "That was fast." She walked over to inspect his work, of course having to kneel down or lean over ludicrously far. She chose to kneel and half-heartedly hoped her g-string wouldn't ride up as it had a mind of doing. Her hand glided over the matte black pieces that barely showed any tool marks, a testament to Ish's mechanical abilities.

 

[HornyIsh69]

"Great place. I remember getting my first motorcycle there. But I prefer Country Customs. But to each of their own." Ish said to her, smiling bigger. Watching her hand glide over the matte black pieces. Ish saw her g-string from her shorts.

He then started to take and fix the wire too. Repairing it with a small wire fix. "And good as new!" He said smiling big.

 

[fnchristie81]

Liz swung astride at Ish's announcement and kicked the starter. Sure enough, the bike started right up. She pushed herself back around, rode it to the end of the drive and back to cycle through a few gears, then easily brought it in next to Ish's Harley. Swinging her leg over to get off the bike, she shook her head.

"They've barely been on the lot a year, and I got it brand new. And no mention on any of the forums about any troubles. Thanks for noticing and taking care of it. What do I owe you?" Liz asked, leaning back against the heavy motorcycle and crossing her arms.