I have to confess something that happened recently, and it’s a bit embarrassing. A few days ago, one of my friends, who’s a photographer, asked me to help him with a photoshoot for his new motorcycle. He wanted some shots for his portfolio, and since I’ve done a bit of modeling, I agreed to help him out.

We spent a good part of the afternoon getting different angles and poses with the bike. I was wearing some tiny shorts and a black bra… After the shoot, he offered to take me home on the motorcycle as a thank-you for helping him out. He usually rides with his girlfriend, so he had an extra helmet with him. I hesitated at first since I’d never been on a motorcycle before, but after some convincing, I figured why not?

I put on the helmet and climbed on behind him, feeling a little nervous but also excited. When he started the engine… oh my god. The vibrations were so much stronger than I expected. It felt like I was suddenly strapped to the most powerful vibrator on the planet... I tried so hard to stay composed, but as soon as the bike started moving, the sensation became even more intense.

This is where it gets a bit embarrassing. The whole ride was so overwhelming that I ended up having the most intense orgasm experience of my life. Every bump in the road, every acceleration, made it harder to stay in control. I was wearing little tight shorts, which did nothing to help the situation, and by the time we got to my place, I’d had multiple, mind-blowing orgasms. I was shaking uncontrollably.

As soon as we arrived, I jumped off the bike and made an excuse to go inside quickly. I couldn’t even look him in the eyes. I’m not sure if he realized what happened, but it was beyond mortifying. I had no idea a motorcycle could make me feel like that. So yeah I think I fucked a motorcycle??