Thinking about the Feather River Run (Part 1)

We went riding with a few of our friends a couple weeks ago and as usual I was the only chick because most of the guys we’ve ridden with are single, have wives that don’t ride or are out looking for their latest conquest…lol. We did meet up with two other couples on our first stop that Travis invited, so I had a couple of girls to chat with when we stopped.

Jason and Travis left with them around 10 and headed for one of the couple’s places to party. They invited us but we didn’t want to head west when we still had to east over a 7000’ pass to get home and it can get chilly in the wee morning hours. Plus, the cops know us and it’s almost a given they’d find a reason to fuck with us. Gary lives on our way home, so he decided to ride with us instead of going with the others, I was surprised because those chicks were pretty hot and Gary has a knack for getting pussy, married or not I asked him if he was sick or something and he laughed and said he got their numbers. ”Besides, four on two is a nice even number. Jase and Trav will show them a good time.” Johnny laughed and said “Gary. Jason says their husbands are cucks, so maybe you should go catch up. I’m sure you can teach them young in’s a few tricks” “Not tonight bro, I’d rather be the only one fucking them in front of their husbands. I think that sounds better.” You fucking pervs, I quipped. Johnny said “hey, I’m married, but not dead” as he squeezed my thigh.

Johnny went to the bar for our last round before going over the pass and Gary said “You guys should stop off at my place to warm up. I have this girl Carly bringing me some party favors. I’m sure you guys will be ready for a beer and bump to get you that last 20 miles.” I knew Johnny wouldn’t object and was probably planning on stopping anyway. It’s really cold at 11 and I wanted to get home, but Johnny likes to stop and take a breather before riding the last leg. I can’t blame him. He’s the one riding us.

When we got to his town, he waved us into a bar. He said Carly was there and he wanted to let her know he was home. Johnny told him we’d see him at his place, so we headed out. I asked him if he knew her, and he said he’d met her but hadn’t spent any time with her. Johnny knew how to get in, so while I hit the bathroom, he got a fire started. I hovered under the heat lamp in the bathroom, looking at Gary’s usual assortment of penthouse forums and porn mags. I started reading a story called “I can’t believe he likes watching” and giggled to myself about those chicks getting fucked by Johnny’s buddies. I heard Gary’s bike pull in so I shut the door so I could finish the story. It was actually a hot read about how her husband started watching porn about swinging and sharing with her. Johnny has shared me a couple times with guys and couples, He’s watched but always joined in.