Easy Rider

Before getting ready to go, we sat by the still-warm fire, the hot heap of ashes holding memories of the inferno; quietly eating our way through the last of our snacks without our jackets on, sitting comfortably silent in the morning sunshine, Katy leaning back into me with her head on my shoulder. Time passed all too quickly though and we knew we needed to head back, wind our way back out of the country to her opulent house on the hill. With a final stretch, we packed up the last of our stuff and got into the rest of our gear, Katy getting her backpack on as I started the bike up, the throbbing machine warming from the nights chill as we finalised ourselves.

Katy was just turning to the bike when I reached for her, wanting just one more moment with her before the world took her once more; I caught her shoulder strap, pulling her towards me and hooking into the other one, feeling the full, firm shape of her breasts under the snug leather jacket as I drew her into me, leaning down to rest my helmet against hers and look deeply into her beautiful blue eyes. Her hands came up to hold mine, not letting me release her for a few moments as we shared the gaze, Katy smiling beneath her red helmet. Smiling myself, I gave her a wink and let her go, swatting her firm ass as I stepped past her to get on the Triumph, capturing every mental image of her skin-tight black leather.

Stepping over the bike, she joined me in moments, slotting on neatly behind me like she'd always belonged there. The machine rumbled beneath us, and with a last look around at our camp I opened the throttle, bumping away over the grass as both of us thought of the previous night with our snuggle by the fire, playtime in the water and simply brilliant fuck. I could see Katy look longingly back as I headed out of the field to get back on the road, seeing her head turned in the mirror. She tucked in behind me as I opened it up onto the road, heading back in the direction of the Hollywood hills, winding away into the valley away from our campsite.

The fuel light was on and the gauge reading close to empty now so I took it steady, giving us a chance to absorb the gorgeous countryside in the late morning sunshine as the bike purred underneath us. The road swept around and then climbed back out of the valley towards a main road, likely the same one we'd been at the previous morning for breakfast but a few miles further down. With the bike on fumes I pulled over at a gas station diner place, though smaller than the previous one we'd stopped at, flicking the key off to cut the engine before we climbed off. As I set about filling it up, I urged Katy to go into the diner and get started but she refused, insisting on staying with me, pulling her helmet off dramatically with a shake of her luscious mane as I filled the tank of the Triumph. I couldn't help but be captivated by her, almost overfilling the bike as she teased me with playful bites of her lip and some come-to-bed eyes thrown in.

She finally headed into the diner, helmet in hand as I paid for the fuel, bike resting and ready to go as I went in, finding her sat against the window, looking luscious in her leather. We didn't stop for long though, only having a few minutes for some coffee to perk us up before we got back to the Bonneville, firing it up and heading away down the road back towards LA. It was a steady cruise back, the superstar snuggled up closely to me, her arms at my waist, thighs holding me as she rested against my body, leaning with my every motion in perfect harmony. She was without down the best passenger I'd ever had on my bike, in so many ways, and I was dreading when she would get off for the last time and I'd be without her. Despite the miles we'd travelled, it only took a couple of hours to get back into the top of the Hollywood hills, cresting and descending down into them, winding casually through the roads towards her sprawling home.

It was mid afternoon as I slowed the bike to turn into the private road leading to her home, her slender hand pointing the way, the rumble of the twin under me diminishing as I let the speed fade away, climbing the hill with a nice burble from the exhaust and riding into the driveway as I had with her on the back a couple of days prior. Smoothly coming to a stop outside the house as I turned the bike half round, I put my feet down and let the engine tick a moment before shutting it off, both of us just still for a moment in the seemingly permanent quiet. She climbed off before I pulled it onto its stand, undoing my helmet and immediately being struck by the heat radiating from the urban environment, the air stifling and close compared to the fresh, free riding we'd been enjoying. Katy wrenched her helmet off and swept her hair back with her arm, pulling the zip down on her jacket, clearly feeling the heat.

"Well, made it back intact," she said, a beaming smile on her face.

"Yeah, took care of you," I replied, smiling back.

"Yeah, a lovely ride, so nice to get away. Am so glad you talked me into it," she replied.

"My pleasure. But now it's over," I said, giving a slight sigh and struggling to keep the disappointment from my voice. She faltered, her smile just twitching a little before she stepped to me, sliding her hand into mine, gloves still on.

"Not exactly," she said softly, looking into my eyes with the slightest bite of her lip. We shared a moment and then she drew me with her as she stepped back to her front door, fumbling around finding her keys from her bag and letting us in, leading me up the stairs.

"My management will probably be here soon, somebody will know I'm back. They're probably in a right state," she said with a slightly smug, self-satisfied sound of one who had successfully and enjoyable rebelled against authority.

"Then maybe we'd best not waste any time," I said, pulling both myself towards her and her back to me by her hand as I surged up on her, pulling my arm around her back as my other one swept under her legs, heaving her up into my arms as I gained momentum onto the stairs, finding energy to speed up them quite powerfully as she giggled and pulled her arms around my neck. Carrying the leather-clad singer up to the bedroom was a moment to relish, one I certainly had never dreamed would happen as I carried her confidently from the stairs into her bedroom as she leaned up to draw me into sweet, succulent kisses. Approaching the bed, she swung her weight into me to push me onto it, letting my knees bend over the edge to sit down onto it, the gorgeous singer dropping down on my lap.

Katy took control, knowing what she wanted as she turned to straddle me, grabbing hold of the collar of my jacket and pulling me close, smiling as she pressed her lips to mine more firmly, rocking her body on top of me. Having her so eager and lusting was a huge turn on and we just flowed with one another as she worked my jacket off, letting me do the same to her before she stepped back to peel her trousers off.

"We need to freshen up," she said with a smile, pulling her top off and swiftly disposing of her underwear as I hastened to join her, not taking my eyes from the beautiful shape of her body. She grabbed my hand, pulling me into the en suite bathroom as my eyes flicked down to her firm booty bouncing. After turning the water on, she turned back into me, pressing her warm body to mine, firm breasts pushed to my chest, kissing under my jaw line as the water warmed up, my hands stroking down her smooth back to her ass before she slid back and drew me into the shower.

The shower was a lovely contrast to the cold darkness of the stream the night before, basking beneath the hot, drenching cascade of her opulent shower. Seeming as one, she was never off me, our wet bodies slipping against one another, the singer snuggled in close as we kissed passionately beneath the hot deluge, our hands all over one another as the bathroom steamed up. Producing some shower gel, we soaped up, washing away the days on the road in a smooth lather, caressing and groping as we did, my cock achingly hard and pressed against her stomach.

Gasping loudly as I pressed her back against the tiles, she shivered before biting my lip, making me tremble somewhat as she pulled slightly before attacking my neck again, my hands all over her fantastic chest, loving her smooth, soapy curves. We locked lips hungrily as the water splashed down inconsequentially onto us, tongues battling and twisting together as her hand slipped teasingly up and down my stiff manhood, my hand sliding down the pinch of her waist to her curvy hip, taking a grab of her ass as I pressed her back dominantly against the wall.

Her hand pushed down firmly on me in her grasp, rocking her hips in unison with it, a sensual but teasing sensation as she pulled up more lightly off my bulging head. As I continued to grope her phenomenal chest through our kissing, I slipped my hand from her hip to her own that was holding comfortably onto my cock, grasping myself at the base as she pulled up and then giving it a push down as I let my hips rock back. She let me spring from her grasp, the sensitive tip gliding down her soft, wet body as the shower gushed down onto us, pushing over her strip of hair and fleetingly across her delicate labia before my hips dropped forward, slipping my rock hard erection between her legs.

Katy immediately squeezed her thighs together strongly onto me, rocking her hips to rub her slick juices along my cock, her wet body only adding to the sensation. She didn't tease me though as she lifted her leg, slipping her knee up my side where my arm swiftly hooked underneath it to hold her in place, spreading her open for me perfectly. Already nudging at her entrance, all it took was a little guidance and a push of my hips to slide myself inside her, both of us gasping as her smooth, slippery body engulfed my full length, squeezing down firmly around me as I pressed myself deep inside her.

Pulling her arms around my back and neck, she held me close as I kept her against the wall and held her leg to lever powerfully against her body, pulling out and then delving deeply back inside her, Katy's sweet pussy devouring my cock as I started to get going with long, fast strokes. Breathing hard through our kisses, I pumped energetically into her as my other hand groped and squeezed at her heavy boobs, our wet bodies locked together as Katy rolled her hips to take absolutely all of me.

Wanting more, she grabbed my hand at her chest, helping me squeeze a moment then pushing it down past her hip, confusing me for a moment before she suddenly jumped up with reckless abandon, hauling on my neck and pulling my hand under her strong thigh. I grabbed hard at her but the sudden shift in weight caused a gut-wrenching moment as my feet suddenly slid backwards across the floor of the shower, her back sliding down the wet tiles, both of us clutching each other intently for a moment before I pushed back and found stability again, shoving her more powerfully into the wall.

She gave a smile and kissed me again as she pulled her legs around my hips, my hands now under her toned ass as I held her up, raising her a little more and then thrusting up to bury my full length into her hot pussy again, both of us groaning in pleasure. Pumping into her hard only tempted her to bounce to match my pace, holding confidently around my neck as she worked her hips up and down fast, her fantastic tits bouncing with her. Barely even noticing the hot shower pouring over us, we fucked hard against the wall, both of us throwing all our energy into one another as my rock hard cock drove full depth inside the singer with every move, the Californian driving her hips down to make sure she got every inch.

Our kisses were hungry and gasping as we fucked as hard and fast as possible, her back and shoulders jammed into the tiles as I drove into her, her pussy squeezing and sucking at me, slick juices making for the ultimate sensation as she eagerly took me in, tingling and shaking with the sheer pleasure of me inside her. Katy kissed down my cheek and then sank her teeth into my shoulder, making her shudder and give a stifled growl at the pain, my whole body tensing, cock giving a rock hard stiffen inside of her that she was expecting, pulling herself down with her legs and grinding into my pelvis.

Giving a growl of pleasure and demand, she started thrusting into me again, only encouraging me to do the same to her, fucking her as hard as I possibly could now as the singer did the same, clinging onto me as she still gently nibbled at my shoulder, gasping and going as hard as she could, clenching and rocking before she let herself sink down on me to a stop, resting her head on my shoulder as she caught her breath, relaxing and letting me hold her weight. With a couple of last flexes of my cock I stopped, just pinning her to the wall and resting my head against hers for a moment, sharing a pause lost in our closeness. After a moment, she pulled herself up and twisted her hip to let me slip out of her, springing up between us before she let her feet slide down to the floor somewhat unsteadily.

Aware of the rushing water once more, I stepped back as Katy let her hand slip down to pull her fingertips up the underside of my slick cock, making it jump as she gave a smile, turning into the water to rinse the last of the soap off her, since a lot more had ended up on her than me. She pulled me underneath as well to wash off, then shut it off sharply, the silence descending like a blanket, broken only by the odd drops of gurgles of the water running away. Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and threw me one, quickly drying herself in a delightfully matter-of-fact manner as I did the same, still hard as I ogled her lovely, damp body before me.

Throwing it down, she took my hand and drew me back into the bedroom, her lovely booty wiggling as she walked, my cock still sticking up stiffly in front of me for the Californian singer as she led me to her huge bed that only days before we'd frustratingly shared; it felt like years ago. Katy took the lead once more, asserting herself over me and pushing me back flat on the bed, leaning over me to smother me with more sweet, loving kisses. There was no reason not to let her be in charge, and as she crawled sexily over me I took in the beautiful shape of her body again and her eagerness to please, so much more than physical lust.

With guiding fingers and a light push of her hips I was inside her again, both of us sighing deeply with pleasure as she sank down my shaft to sit on me, feeling me throb inside her for a moment before ever so slowly lifting herself up whilst squeezing her pussy as tight as she could to get started with another long, slow stroke. She was gentle and yet firm as she rode me to our mutual pleasure, happy to let my eyes roam over her body as she worked her snug pussy along the full length of my aching cock, mixing her tempo, teasing so I almost popped out before sinking me as deep as she could physically manage.

She took her time with me, seemingly not wanting either of us to boil over too quickly as she controlled things start to finish, never so much as hinting at us changing positions. My hands followed her hips as she built on the shower to bring us to an almost simultaneous climax, her entire body shuddering and shaking with her deep, intense orgasm, accentuated by the surges of my cock as I emptied myself inside her. It was the last of her energy it seemed as she slumped down over me, leaning on her elbows and surrounding me with her damp hair, breathing heavily between soft, opportune kisses. Sliding off me to lay beside, we just faded into a quiet doze, her leg still draped over me, nestled into my neck.

Not for too long though, and Katy surprised me by prying herself up from the bed with a stretch, turning to sit up and then stand to find her phone from the dresser. I just idly took in her hourglass figure and firm ass as she switched it on before turning back to reach out for me, drawing herself back to me on the bed as her phone started with a barrage of messages. They went on for a few minutes, one after another in a constant stream of what were likely ever more urgent messages about her whereabouts. It finally stopped, and we lay back to relax before her phone started ringing insistently.

"Goddamn it," she sighed, resting her head dejectedly on my chest. It kept on, stopping once as it went to voicemail before it started again. Putting a kiss on my shoulder, she pulled herself up, fumbling over to grab the phone and answer it, starting a conversation that very quickly got rather animated and emotional, with the singer snapping at who I assumed to be her agent. She was completely apathetic to her nudity as she walked around by the bed arguing, letting me just take in what was likely to be my final gaze at her. Glancing to me, she evidently decided she didn't want to finish this conversation in front of me and stepped out of the room, leaving me to relax. It took several minutes, in which I dozed lightly in her huge, soft bed, but she finally returned with a roll of her eyes and an exasperated expression.

"Been back five seconds..." she muttered, putting her phone down and pulling herself back onto the bed with me.

"Problems?" I enquired, just teeing her up to explain.

"Yeah my management, really on my case," she said, sliding into place beside me.

"Well, you did vanish for a couple of days. I'd imagine that would rattle anyone in their position," I offered, my arm holding her close, comfortable.

"I guess," she said, going quiet for a moment, "I have to go and see them for a while, my agent is on the way to come pick me up. Some big meeting to catch me up and all that," she said.

"Sounds big," I said, not really able to contribute a lot.

"Yeah it'll likely go on for a while," she sighed, not looking forward to it.

"I'd best make my escape then I guess, leave you to your business meetings," I said, reluctant to let go of her. She paused, contemplating, before she spoke up.

"Listen, I'll be gone for a while, a few hours probably but I'll be back later. If you feel like sticking around in California for a while you can stay here...with me," she said, pushing up a little to look at me.

"Really?" I said, surprised at the offer from her to stick around despite our great few days together, expecting her to want and need to get back to her reality, so different from my own.

"Yeah. Instead of your bike, you can stay here and ride me," she said with a devilish smile, breaking the tension that had been hung on her initial offer.

"Is that what you want?" I said, unable to restrain my smile at the thought of some more time with the superstar.

"Yes," she said succinctly, looking intently into my eyes. She was in no doubt about exactly what she wanted that was for sure. There was no way in hell I was turning down an offer to stay with Katy Perry, and it would certainly be nice to have a few days to really rest in a proper bed...not that it sounded like she had any plans for me getting much sleep.

"I'd love to," I replied, immediately greeted by hot, hasty kisses as she smothered me, sliding more on top of me as she did. There was a minute or so to enjoy holding her, the soft caress of her tongue and full lips, full breasts pressed to my chest, and then she pulled away, kneeling up to let me have a good look at her as she slid from the bed and my grasp.

"My agent will be here any minute, I've got to go," she said, casually standing naked as she found herself some underwear from her drawer, slipping into her bra and panties swiftly and quickly settling her boobs, opting for a simply black set. Rifling through her enormous wardrobe, she found a pair of snug jeans and a loose sandy-coloured top, tugging the tight denim up her toned legs and then letting the top drop down her curves with a stretch to the ceiling. As she was grabbing her phone and bag there was a knock at her door downstairs, Katy sweeping her hair back out the way. I idly wondered what he'd make of my bike parked outside her door, figuring they probably didn't like her doing anything particularly dangerous, let alone going on a motorbike.