Easy Rider

The miles faded away as we turned off the main road again, heading back into the countryside to enjoy the deserted, winding roads through the forests. I enjoyed opening the engine up more and let the bike run, the beautiful rasp from the low pipes intoxicating as we threaded between the corners on the hill top road. As we broke from a section of trees we were able to look back down into the valley, over the area where we'd camped the night before, the sprawling fields and areas of dense trees below us.

I could see Katy looking in my mirrors, taking it all in as I negotiated the turns as they rushed up, the wind racing past us now as we streaked between the turns in the road. She never tried to make me slow down or take it easy, seeming to love the speed as we leant through the bends, her knees close in to me as we moved as one, catching glances of wildlife to the sides as we sped past, the rest of the morning just melting away in a lovely ride on a gorgeous day. It was a day to love biking that was for sure, especially with Katy Perry along for the ride in more ways than one.

As time pressed on to the middle of the day and I started to feel a bit stiff, I looked out for places to stop and take a break, looking out through the countryside as we got out from the trees again. At the bottom of the valley was a slender river, snaking across the landscape at the foot of the hills we were cresting, and tucked away into the next curve in the hills was an old wooden railway bridge crossing over it. It piqued my interest and I pointed at it to draw her attention before we disappeared into the woods again, starting to turn and wind down the hill a little with the next few corners. She made no complaint at my suggestion and I saw a road off that led down the hill, which I took and plunged us deeper beneath the trees, the lovely sunshine almost blocked out as we descended quite steeply for a way before it started to level out once more.

It was a guess as to where I was going, and as we came out to the light once more we were still a little way from the bridge, on a road that looked out over the valley, not quite at the bottom yet. Snaking along it, narrow and broken, I took it steady and rounded a few corners to bring us near the bridge, looking for a way to it. It was hardly a road, unsurprisingly, but there was a packed trail I could take the bike along and turned down it, working carefully along towards the bridge, bigger and more overpowering now as we approached it.

I pulled out onto the line and road a few yards onto the bridge, the heavy beams thumping beneath the tyres as I rode onto it over the steady river beneath. The tracks had long since been torn up, the bridge neglected and dusty, the line either direction overgrown as it rejoined the landscape. I pulled the bike to a halt in the sunshine, holding it up for Katy to jump off before I kicked the stand down and turned the key off, leaning it carefully over and stepping off, giving a stretch as she did the same.

We looked around at the bridge, the heavy wood and metal construction towering around us, casting shadows down in a pattern as we pulled our helmets and gloves off. I leant on the side and looked out over the river and valley ahead in the lovely sunshine, the heat of it on my back as I stared out, thinking of how trains used to rumble through where I stood now, how long before I had no idea. I was shaken from my thoughts as Katy slid her arms around me from behind and rested her head on my shoulders, before pushing through under my arm to stand with me, leaning up for a lingering kiss before she sighed and leant back against me.

"Lovely view," she murmured.

"Yeah, so peaceful out here, far from the madding crowd," I said, feeling the light breeze blow over us in the sunshine.

"Just what I needed," she said, closing her eyes for a moment.

"Along with plenty of something else you needed," I said cheekily, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and turning away to the undo my jacket. Katy just followed with a smile and roll of her eyes as she joined me, dropping her bag down and stripping off her leathers to reveal her snug black top, clinging to the curves of her phenomenal chest. She delved into her bag to provide a few snacks to go with what I could rustle up and we settled down to a picnic in the sun on the bridge, ducking under the barrier to sit on the edge and dangle our legs over the water below. I dropped down first and Katy carefully joined me, and we sat to just watch the countryside ahead of us, shadows of the clouds rolling across the landscape as we hungrily ate what we had.

I looked down at our boots over the river, Katy swinging her feet in a carefree way as she gazed up into the sky, taking in the ungraspable depths of the blue. With our food finished, we just relaxed and rested back on the beams of the old bridge, the singer leaning back into me with her head tipped back onto my shoulder. My eyes closed and I lightly dozed for a while, not quite asleep but not entirely awake as all that broke the air was the sounds of nature in the light wind and gurgle of the river.

I was disturbed as Katy moved, blinking away my sleepiness to see her fumbling around for something beside her, which turned out to be a stick that she launched into the river, the current catching it and carrying it swiftly beneath the bridge. She noticed me watching her and smiled, finding another twig and sending it to the same fate. I couldn't help but join in, finding one beside me and throwing it in with her next one, bobbing away in the water, tumbling and twirling in the currents around the legs of the bridge. A couple more of them and things quickly got competitive, both of us scrabbling back up from the exposed side of the bridge to find twigs, gathering a small handful each and then rendezvousing back at the railing.

"Ready?" she said, holding one out. I did the same, and on her cue we let them drop into the flowing water, quickly turning and bounding across to the opposite railing to see them emerge and who had won. Things continued like this for some time as we played, forgetting everything else and just enjoying a simple pleasure, arguing playfully over the result and losing track of the score well before we ran out of sticks and enthusiasm. The sun was lower in the more hazy sky by the time we gave up, sitting down again on the bridge near the bike to rest, Katy resting her head back on my knee as she sat against my legs.

"Come on, let's get going," I said, persuading her up and getting my jacket. She reluctantly followed and we got back into our gear. I got the Triumph started again after its rest and revved it a few times as Katy clambered onto the back seat, taking the last glance around at the bridge as I eased the bike away. I headed back up the dirt track towards the road, the rear wheel kicking and scrabbling on the loose surface, making the engine roar momentarily. I felt Katy grab onto me as the bike wobbled, putting my feet out and working the throttle through the clutch to bring the Bonneville through the trouble. I got us back to the tarmac and gunned the bike up the gradient, the singer still holding on firmly as we climbed the hill once more towards the main road.

Only the engine broke the silence on the quiet road through the trees, sunlight dappling through onto us as we sped underneath, winding our way deeper along the valley. The afternoon was stretching on as we turned to descend into the valley again, down a long curving road that broke into the sunshine again. As we dropped near to the floor, we took a bridge across the river again, both of us glancing downstream to where the rail bridge would be, though it was well out of sight.

And it was there that I caught sight of us, our crisp shadow silhouetted onto the road, the wheels a blur as we thundered along, the gorgeous curves of Katy Perry stretched and long beside us in the waning sunshine, though it was still a rush to see her there with me, feeling how her hands rested at my waist, leather-clad knees just squeezing slightly at my hips as her long hair danced and writhed in the wind behind her helmet, giving flickering, fire-like life to the shadows on the ground. I looked around at the road stretching out ahead, the open countryside between the hills, sun dipping in the sky beneath the blue heavens. It couldn't get much better than this, and my eyes taking in the shape of Katy Perry's shadow confirmed it. My gaze was distracted as for the first time in ages we came up on a car, a lone traveller like us out in the countryside like us, tempting me onto the other side of the clear road with a twist of the throttle to accelerate past, sweeping back across as I did.

The evocative note of the Triumph twin only tempted me to keep the speed up, Katy pulling herself tighter to me as the air rushed past us, twisting through the curves on the slender road across the valley. The day had drawn on quickly and the sun was disappearing behind the hills now, bathing us in shadow as I thought about us stopping. With that in mind, I pointed out a place that looked suitable away from the road, but Katy shook her head as I looked back to check with her. I wasn't sure what she had in mind exactly, but clearly this wasn't the campsite she wanted.

Opening the bike up more, we raced on through the closing gloom towards whatever place she chose, the fields becoming harder to see now, the engine throbbing from the low pipes behind us. The road was curling around in the valley, back towards where we'd come from but on the other side of the river this time, which seemed to have Katy interested. As the valley opened back out a little and we swung out into it, closer to the hills now, there was an isolated clearing away from the road, our slightly elevated position allowing us to see it amongst the trees, with what looked like a wide stream flowing through it from the river.

She immediately pointed at it past me, evidently exactly what she was hoping for or something, and I didn't argue with her. Looking ahead, I thought how we could reach it; the only way seemed to be to overshoot it somewhat to clear the patch of forest and then cut back into it. I hoped there would be a trail or something to get into it as I guided the bike round the bends and flicked the high beam on, Katy snuggling in behind me cosily. As the road dropped down a bit more, it seemed there was no direct way to get to where we wanted, but nothing particularly in the way, and after a quick decision I slowed the bike, dropped the gears and turned off onto the grass beside the road. Katy held on tightly behind me as I slowly bumped and bounced the bike through the relatively flat grass, heading towards the trees and clearing we'd seen minutes before. Avoiding a few rabbit holes and rocks was easy enough as I weaved the bike away from the road, nobody around to see us even as my light lit the area brightly in the descending evening.

The hills were behind us as I rode us past the thicker trees to our right, creating a curving barrier of forest for the clearing, whereas the trees to the left were more open and sparse, though still sufficient to shield the area from the road. The open clearing lay before us, stretching out ahead to the shallow tributary we'd seen from the road, an offshoot from the main river flowing down from the hills. Pulling the bike in to the side near the trees to protect our camp from the elements and any passers-by, I brought us to a gentle stop, the thrum of the bike suddenly loud in the tranquil silence before I switched it off, both of us just pausing a moment before she clambered off onto stiff legs, giving a stretch as I pulled the bike onto its stand and followed. She already had her helmet off as I stretched, looking around excitedly at the open country where we would spend the night.

"It's lovely," she said, putting her helmet down on the cooling bike with her gloves and then dropping her bag beside it, jogging a little way to look over at the water flowing through the field a few hundred yards away. I stood beside the bike as it gave little twangs as it cooled, pulling my jacket off and giving another stretch, figuring I needed to get the tent set up quickly to make camp.

"The water is great, shallow, clear," she said, returning with a beaming smile, having not even got out of her leathers yet.

"That's great, but if you want to camp, we need to get the camp set up," I said, pausing to watch as she shrugged out of her jacket, pushing her chest out delightfully, her fantastic tits straining at the thin cotton of her top.

"Absolutely, I'll go and get some firewood," she said enthusiastically, dropping her jacket down and then pausing to give me a lingering kiss, letting me take a glance at her tight arse in the snug leather trousers as she headed into the trees as she had the night before. Putting our jackets near the bike, I set to work unloading it of my few bags and the camping gear, swiftly unrolling and setting up the tent, the work of just a few minutes in my well-trained form, finishing with the final string before quickly throwing the sleeping bag out again as I had the night before for us to snuggle together under. I pulled Katy's bag over to the tent with my own stuff and then arranged the jackets and helmets over the bike seat, which would be joined by our trousers before I covered it up for the night. Just as I was about done, Katy appeared with a decent armful of wood for us, which would be plenty to keep us going and just as well since there was a slight chill in the air.

"There," she said triumphantly, dumping the wood down by the tent with a pleased smile.

"Good job," I said, greeting her with a kiss before dropping down to sort the fire out. Quickly building it up with some thicker chunks of wood that would keep burning for a good while, I got it going with my lighter and soon had it starting to crackle as the flames licked up from the kindling beneath the wood. I sat back and watched it for a few moments, then set about releasing my boots after a long day on the bike as Katy leant down to go into her bag. I chucked them aside and reclined with a sigh as the fire flickered ahead of me, sending a warm light into the gloom around us, the sun still up but low behind the hills now, leaving the field in deep shadow.

Katy hopped over to me with the bag of snacks she'd bought at the gas station, and then reached in to pull out a bag of marshmallows with a smile, handing it to me and jumping back over towards the bike again. I opened the bag as she reappeared with two suitable sticks to roast them on that she'd stashed out of sight on her return, sitting down close beside me and offering me one, which I took as I in return offered her the bag of sweet, soft treats.

"I've not roasted one of these in years," I said as I pushed a couple onto the end of my stick and extended it into the flames.

"Me neither. I've not been camping in years either," she said, smiling with a little sideways glance as she also put her stick over the fire. A silence descended for a minute or two as we toasted the first ones and pulled them back to eat, pulling at them carefully between attempting to cool them down. With the first couple down, Katy paused to throw her boots off as I had with mine, stretching out her legs towards the flames as we got more marshmallows onto the sticks and over the fire, Katy letting me hold her stick for a moment as she pulled out more of the snacks for us after our long day on the bike.

"I didn't realise how hungry I was," I said as we ate quite ravenously at the snacks she'd thought to buy that morning, though it felt like days ago that I'd watched her bounce her way over to the gas station at the diner.

"Could've just eaten me," she said, unable to resist the sexy comment, turning to me with a smile and then slow, teasing extension of her tongue, flicking it suggestively before giving a laugh and attacking her latest toasted treat. Leaning over, I nuzzled up her neck, letting my lips and teeth graze lightly at her, making her shiver as I bit gently at her soft skin.

"Maybe later," I whispered into her ear, before giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and pulling away. Katy just turned slightly to lean back into me, getting more comfortable as we relaxed beside the fire, the wood burning nicely now, illuminating the flat grass for a long way towards the water, letting us take in the interesting shadows and shapes it made as we ate easily through the bag full of food. A can of drink went a long way towards our satisfaction as we peacefully toasted the last of the marshmallows, the sweetness reviving our energy levels after the days riding.

We lay together for a good while as the fire peaked and started to burn down a bit, the light of the day fading almost completely now bar a slight glow to the western sky as we zoned out a bit, Katy breathing softly against me. She suddenly stirred and gave a stretch, standing up in the firelight, turning back to face me as she unbuttoned her leather trousers, pulling the zip down as I sat up from my slight doze to contemplate things.

"What are you doing?" I asked, rubbing an eye as I looked up at her. She paused to look down at me with a smile.

"Don't you want me to take my pants off for you?" she asked with a playful cock of her eyebrow.

"Of course," I replied with a grin, watching with interest as she continued, pulling the leather open and then wiggling her hips as she worked it down off her curves, revealing her sexy red thong and the sweet bulge of her pussy as she did, carefully picking her feet up in turn to pull the heavy pants off. Dropping them aside on the grass, she immediately stood up straight and grabbed the bottom of her black vest top, peeling it up over her fantastic body with an arch of her back, her long hair tumbling over her bare shoulders as she tugged it over her head with one hand and tossed it aside. There was no pause, and I took in the lovely sight of the American singer in matter-of-fact strip mode, reaching quickly behind her back as she pushed her gorgeous breasts out, staring intently into my eyes with a hunger as she released the black bra and shrugged it down her arms.

There were only her panties to go and she quickly dispensed with them, slipping the soft red cotton down her smooth legs and pulling them off her feet to chuck them with the rest of her clothes, standing back up to show off her gorgeous naked body in the firelight, with full, firm breasts, stiffening nipples in the cool night air and the neat strip of hair above her pussy. Reaching out, she took my hand and urged me to stand up, where her hands immediately lifted my shirt to get me out of it.

"You're coming with me," she said simply, relieving me of my top and then immediately going to work on my leather trousers.

"Where are we going?" I asked as she popped them undone and then started working them down, needing some assistance from me to do it.

"We're going to check out that lovely crisp water over there," she said, pressing her warm, naked body to me and leaning up to kiss me enticingly as her hand slid straight into my boxers, giving a squeeze to my already hardening manhood. My hands slipped around her back and down to her ass, giving a firm squeeze.

"It's gonna be cold," I said as she gave a few teasing pulls on my cock and then pushed my shorts down to let me spring up between us, pushing her tummy against me to tease me further.

"Mmm I know, but you built us this lovely fire for afterwards," she murmured, kissing under my jaw as she rocked against me.

"And I promise I'll totally warm you up," she whispered, kissing at the side of my neck to make me tingle a moment. Her fingertips gave one last tease up my cock and then into my hand, stepping back away from me and drawing me with her at arm's length as she smiled with a sexy bite of her lip, bare feet padding across the dry grass as she turned to give me a great look at her toned booty to lead me towards the stream, bouncing just perfectly as she gave an enthusiastic little skip, pulling me away from the camp into the mysterious darkness. The gurgle of the stream beckoned us as I gave a glance back to our base, the fire a bright beacon as the night drew in.