Page 33 of Carnival Obsession

Revving my motorcycle’s engine, I feel the power surge beneath me. Alice clings to me, her chest pressed against my back. As we speed through the streets, I guide the bike effortlessly, my years of experience shining through.

Pulling into an abandoned industrial park, I slow the bike to a stop. The area is secluded, perfect for my plans. I turn to Alice, a mischievous glint in my eye. “Time for your first lesson, princess,” I say.

Dismounting the bike, I help Alice off, her legs a little unsteady. I can see the excitement and apprehension in her eyes, and I can’t wait to push her boundaries. “Tonight, you’re going to learn how to ride my bike,” I tell her, my hand resting possessively on the small of her back.

“Really?” she asks, eyeing the bike nervously.

She takes a step back, shaking her head. “No way. I can’t ride this thing by myself, let alone?—”

I cut her off with a smile. “Ah, but that’s the best part, princess. I’ll be right behind you, guiding you. My body will be pressed against yours, and you’ll feel my cock inside you as we ride together.”

“You’re crazy,” she breathes, her eyes widening at the image my words create. “I thought you were joking when you mentioned that.”

I take a step toward her. “I don’t joke about these things. This is something I want to share with you. An experience that will bind us together.” I pause, seeing the uncertainty on her face. “Unless you don’t want to, of course. It’s your decision, princess.”

She bites her lip, her eyes darting away before returning to meet mine. “No, I want to,” she says, her voice steady despite the tremble in her body. “I trust you.”

My heart skips a beat at her words. With her unwavering spirit, this fiery woman is offering me her trust. I am responsible for honoring that trust, even as my desire burns hotter.

I gently take her hand and guide her toward the bike. “All right, princess. Let’s get you comfortable on the bike first. We’ll take it slow and add my dick in that tight little pussy once you’ve got the basics down.”

I help her straddle the motorcycle, thankful I’ve got the classic Triumph Bonneville with a pretty flat seat. On a different bike, getting my dick in her cunt wouldn’t be possible, with the back seat being way higher than the front.

Her legs dangle on either side, her body stiff with nervousness. I position myself behind her, my chest against her back, and wrap my arms around her waist. Slowly, I reach down and guide her hands to the handlebars.

“Just relax and get a feel for the bike,” I murmur in her ear, my lips brushing her skin. “When you’re ready, we’ll start it up, and I’ll guide you through the motions.”

Alice shifts nervously on the bike, her hands gripping the handlebars tightly. “Okay, I’m ready,” she says.

I lean in close, my chest pressed against her back. “Just take it slow at first,” I murmur, my lips brushing her ear. “Ease off the clutch and give it a little gas on the throttle.”

She nods, biting her lip in concentration. The bike rumbles to life beneath us as she releases the clutch and presses the throttle. I wrap my arms around her waist, steadying her as the bike lurches forward.

“Easy there, princess,” I say with a chuckle. “Use a lighter touch on the throttle.”

“Right, sorry,” she says. “Like this?”

The bike moves forward more smoothly, and pride swells within me. “That’s it, you’re getting the hang of it. Now, give it more gas and guide us across the lot.”

Alice twists the throttle, and we pick up speed. The bike wobbles slightly, but she quickly corrects her grip on the handlebars. “I’ve got it!” she exclaims.

“Damn right, you do,” I say, my hands sliding down to her hips, guiding her body as we move across the tarmac. “You’re a natural, princess.”

She laughs, the sound so sweet it makes my chest ache. As we reach the far end of the lot, she slows the bike to a stop. Our legs come down to steady us on the bike, and her chest heaves with exhilaration.

Leaning forward, I nuzzle her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. “How about we take it for another spin?” I purr, my fingers tracing the curve of her hip. “This time, I’ll be inside you, filling you up as we ride.”

Alice’s body arches against mine. “Yes, please.” she breathes, her voice thick with desire.

She moans softly as I brush her hair aside, my lips teasing the sensitive skin of her neck. “Are you sure you’re ready for my cock, princess?” I murmur, my hand sliding down her thigh, inching her dress up.

“Yes,” she murmurs, her voice husky with anticipation. I adore how easily she surrenders to me.

She gives me the perfect angle by arching her back and shifting forward slightly. I guide my hard cock to her entrance, feeling the heat radiating from her core. It takes a bit of maneuvering, but I slip inside her, slowly filling her up.

She gasps, tensing momentarily before relaxing as she adjusts to my size. “You okay, princess?” I whisper, my lips moving against her ear.

“Mmm, yes,” she responds. “It’s just—intense with the rumble of the engine too.”

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