E-bike
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: All but one of her classmates tease her about her E-Bike, but that one, oh man! Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Fiction Caution Illustrated .
Foxy’s classmates made fun of her new e-bike. “Vroom-vroom-vroom,” they roared. “Oh, sorry, purr-purr-purr. What a pussy-bike. Maybe not even that. Maybe a mousey-bike. Does the e stand for eek? Eek-eek-eek. Squeek-squeek-squeek.” They laughed, and Foxy rode away, quietly.
One classmate had a different opinion. “I think it’s cool.” Trey Hawksin. The loner. The misfit. The owner of a real bike. A hog. A chopper.
Foxy wondered if he was joking. “No,” Trey said.
“What do you like about it?” Foxy dared ask.
“The rider,” Trey replied with a wink.
“You do? I mean, um, thanks.”
“Maybe you’d like to ride with me sometime?”
“Um. Sure.”
“Like now?”
“Um. Okay.”
Off they went. Trey’s bike roared down the road. The scenery flew by. Foxy hugged Trey’s lean body. Inhaled his coffee and chocolate scent. The scenery flew by, but Foxy had her eyes closed. Trey throttled up the mountain road. Chilled air whooshed past Foxy’s face. She hugged tighter, thighs clenched, vibrations sending shudders up her spine.
Trey pulled onto a rutted mountain meadow road. Slowed and stopped. He helped Foxy dismount. Still vibrating, Foxy needed his support to stand. They sat in the grass.
“I saw a fox up here once,” Trey said. “Cutest thing. Not as cute as you, though.”
Foxy blushed.
“She had a mouse in her mouth,” Trey continued. “Swallowed it right down, her eyes on me the whole time.” Trey smiled at her. Foxy’s blush deepened.
Trey stood and helped Foxy to her feet. He led her to the edge of the bluff. The town lay far below. Hawks circled above. “It’s beautiful up here,” Foxy said.
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