Loving Life

Many of the bikers at the pub would travel around on an evening and although some had girlfriends there were many spare pillion seats.
Susan would travel on the back of whoever had a spare seat. She had no fear of speed and found it easy to lean when going round bends. 
They would go to surrounding villages meeting up with many other local friends. 
Sometimes they went to parties and stayed over night. 
One of the bikers was a fireman and Susan often went on the back of his bright yellow Laverda. He took her to Carnaby races and not only did the spectators all stare but the race riders all came over to take a look! It was the biggest bike there! Susan felt great that she was part of this event.
Although never in a relationship with this bloke, Martin, they spent a lot of time together. She once walked miles hitch hiking with him to collect a different motorbike. 
He also took her scrambling. 

Because of the biking gang she met so many blokes and one in particular she started to see on a regular basis. His name was David, known as Croc, many bikers had nicknames. 
He lived in a nearby village and used to come and collect her even if they were spending the evening in the village. 
Many evenings were spent at his home as although he worked he didn't have much money.
Susan loved where he lived, a large farmhouse, no longer with any land attached. 
It had a typical farm kitchen and this was the heart of the home with a huge open fire. Then, in a room off, his two grandmas stayed mainly bedridden with his mum taking care of them. The others in the house were his dad, uncle and and two sisters.  His auntie often visited with her husband. Off the first room was another room, the 'best' room where Susan and Croc would spend a lot of time. 
There were two staircases with bathroom and four or five bedrooms. With a toilet downstairs Susan never really ventured up unless she stayed on the odd occasion. They did not sleep together though.
Croc had a large family and they all slowly met her. She really liked him and loved the freedom of riding off wherever they fancied, sometimes just the two of them but mainly in a large group! 
Croc did go to Susan's house but they never spent all evening there, she preferred to be elsewhere! 
It was very difficult for them to spend time alone then they went to a party. 
Plenty of drink flowing and as the evening came to an end all those staying said one of the bedrooms was for them. They all knew how difficult it was for them to be together!
A whole night alone in the same bed! Susan was still not very experienced and although Croc was a little older he hadn't had many partners. They fumbled around a little but he kissed her gently and found all her sensitive parts around her neck and ears. Their hands moved around exploring until he was between her legs and she holding his hard, throbbing member. They couldn't wait and soon she was astride him guiding him in between her legs eased by the moistness. They rolled over so he was on top thrusting at times then gently pulling backwards and forwards to slow his final eruption. Susan always insisted on protection now which meant he didn't need to withdraw too soon. 
Afterwards they laid breathless for a while until she reached over and soon they were entwined again. 

The next morning they were tired but walking round with huge smiles. Their friends never commented and left their night together private.