Showing posts with label spiky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spiky. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 January 2010

Good Vibrations


Let me introduce you all to my pride and joy.
She's a Yamaha FJR 1300 motorbike. Black
Thunder is her name. Having fun and going fast is
my game. So Spiky if you're wondering what my baby looks like, I can just imagine you
clad in tight black leather sitting on her back!
Hold on tight babe, wrap your arms around my waist, as I open up the throttle with the sun upon our backs and the wind in our face..0 to 60 in 5 seconds we will race. Top speed is 186 mph but on these small roads I 'll take it steady until we hit the open roads then hold fast my lovely, this is when the fun begins. I'll take you on a journey from A to B and everything in between will be fantastic. But for now she is under cover locked away and warm, this cold weather plays havoc with the body. Winter is a time for taking the car and leaving my baby behind. Sit astride my beauty, feel the vibrations between your legs.. with the thought of you babe wrapped around my waist, I'm starting to go into over drive... with these thoughts.... I bet you just can't wait?

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Part one Spiky n Me

The sun was blazing down on the tarmac, it seemed to be melting... and so was my heart. I'd met this girl, she lived just five houses away from me. God she was hot. I tried everything to get her to notice me, but it all seemed to be of no avail. But.... one day I saw her chatting to another girl, she was butch and that kind of scared me, they seemed to be getting on really well, my heart sank to the depths that day. I figured I'd lost her for good. I became distant from the rest of the world, I didn't make the effort any more. I saw her at high school one Monday morning, after spending the whole weekend doing nothing but dreaming about her. I was day dreaming as I walked aimlessly down the hall then 'thud' I dropped all my books and landed awkwardly on the floor, it hurt. As I sat there in a crumpled mess on the floor rubbing my knee feeling dazed, I looked up and met this shining angel looking down at me...it was her. My heart leapt from my chest into my mouth. I tried to say some thing... something like ' hi- I think you're so gorgeous' but nothing came out of my mouth, I made the shapes for the words but silence escaped me. She bent down and held out a hand... I just stared at her. 'Here grab my hand and I'll help you up.' That was the start of a very happy friendship, that with time developed into a very exciting love affair.
Tuesday morning came and I couldn't wait to get to school, I dressed in my tightest black leather trousers, put on my purple low cut sleeveless cotton t-shirt, it had a picture of a Harley Davidson motorbike on it, I was mad about bikes. My Uncle who lived in Nevada, had promised to give me one for my birthday which was on Saturday, I couldn't wait to ride it for the first time. The rest of the week came and went, we passed by each other in the halls and I sat a few tables from her at lunch time, occasionally she's glance my way and smile. I'd sit there day dreaming of her on the back of my bike, us riding of into the sunset together. Friday lunch time came and as usual I was first in the queue for food. There was always a rush for food, and I was always hungry, but to look at me you'd wonder where I put it all! I couldn't make my mind up what to order, standing there staring at the food counter, bodies behind me becoming increasingly annoyed.'Hurry up' they shouted... I opened the fridge to get a can of Dr.Pepper and this other hand smothered mine, as I turned around to see who it was it was my new found girlfriend. I looked at her, no I found myself staring at her, her eyes were fixed on my chest, my t-shirt to be exact. 'Wow' I just love Harley Davidson motorbikes, I've dreamed of owning one some day. I couldn't wait to tell her I was actually getting one tomorrow.... I was splitting my sides wanting to invite her on the back for a ride. 'So you like bikes eh' 'Yeah.' We actually have some thing in common. We sat together that lunch time, I don't remember what I ate or what she said, I couldn't get this amazing image out of my head, and wondered what she's look like in black leather, tight black leather!!! I was starting to salivate. Saturday came. I watched excitedly as the delivery truck rolled off my new bike, she was awesome, dark red leather seat, chrome exhaust, huge fat back tyre. I thanked my Uncle via phone, he'd been ill and unfortunately couldn't make the trip. I signed the slip thanked the truck driver, grabbed the key and started her up. The sound of this throbbing engine, the feel of her on the road. I took her for a ride around, and thought I'd call round to see if my girl was in. I pulled up onto her drive. Putting the side stand down, climbing off her. I had the biggest grin on my face. The sun was out, my black leathers clung to my skin, I was hot... in more ways than one. Walking up to her front door, hesitating at the door knocker, pulling away... what would she say? Just as I was about to knock for the first time, at that critical moment, my heart pumping in my chest, my pussie becoming juicy,the door opened. She stood there in front of me. In front of me in all her shining glory... my mouth dropped open. Black leather jacket opened just below her plump breasts, cleavage in sight. Tight black leather jeans, laced from her ankles to the top of her thighs..... cowboy boots over the top. Tassels hung on the back of her jacket. I was speechless..then I said it ' you are fuckin gorgeous darlin.. you ready for some fun?' She slammed the door shut. As I led the way down the drive to my new bike, she slid her hand into mine. I stopped, looked around and she planted a kiss on my lips, 'what's that for?' I asked.... ' I watched you park on my drive, I saw you walk up to the door. Oh my god she knew what I'd got planned. I pulled her back to me, our eyes met, her breasts pressed against mine, the scent of black leather, the creak of leather, intoxicating, sun beating down on us. Shades on, I climbed on and she followed. 'Hold tight me love' I told her. To feel her thighs cling tightly around mine, to have her groin moments away from my ass. I could feel her heart beating, her breath against my neck. I turned the key, she jumped in to action, my girl on my back, her hands holding around my waist, I was in heaven.

Thursday, 9 July 2009

One step closer

A few weeks ago I wrote about wanting to get my poems & stories published. Some thing I've always wanted to do and until now haven't had the know how. What with all the lovely comments left on my blog, this got me thinking. So.... I decided enough was enough. It was time to actually do some thing about it. Spiky put me in touch with a three ladies who have done just that.... had their books published and know all there is to know about the lengthy process of book publishing. Any way to cut a long story short, I managed to get in contact with them, asked lots of questions, told them what I wanted to achieve. One of them lives in this country....... ! So I got on to the Internet ( ain't technology brilliant?) I found out that she lives a lot closer than I first thought; this furthering my appetite for fame... well not quite but I'm one step closer to achieving my goal than I was last week. Not wanting to name any name's just yet.. I'm hoping to meet up with her and discuss what and how I go about finding an editor... publisher etc, and she's wanting to help me in every way possible, which is lovely. I have come to realise that 'nothing great was achieved without enthusiasm,' as it so baldy states on the back of my 'London Marathon medal' and I can tell you I have an abundance of enthusiasm. So fingers still crossed, I won't get too excited just yet, I still have a long journey ahead of me but now I have three new friends to help me along the way! So I'd like to thank every one who's left these fabulous comments on my blog, these are the kind of comments that make me realise I have a talent in writing, I can achieve my goals, however long it takes me. Who help me to believe in myself, that spur me on. I'd also like to thank Spiky for putting me in touch with these very talented writers...' Thank you,' hun... I appreciate it 100%!