Motorcycle Granny

Fbailey story number 186


Motorcycle Granny


I used to laugh at my grandmother when she cruised around town on her little motorized scooter. With that she could do all of twenty-two miles an hour on flat ground. A couple of years later she had a little motorcycle for going up into the woods on but that one wasn’t street legal. A year ago grandma got a better motorcycle that was cheap and older. Then a month ago granny bought an old refurbished Indian Motorcycle. She soon became ‘Motorcycle Granny – the sexy senior citizen.’ That’s what it says on the back of her black leather jacket too in bright pink letters. Grandma also wears leather pants and a leather vest without a bra.

My mother says that grandma changed a lot after grandpa died and that she is just going through a stage or something.

I like Granny she’s cool. Not every fourteen-year-old boy has a sixty-year-old grandmother to go bike riding with and I don’t mean bicycle either. Granny lets me use one of her older motorcycles and we go riding together.

We were way out in the boondocks one day when Granny saw an old run-down bar with three Harley motorcycles parked out front. We stopped and went inside. I looked around and all I saw was three gruff looking guys with beards to go along with the three motorcycles that we saw outside. Then there was the guy behind the bar that told her to get me out of there. Granny told him to go fuck himself and that I was her pimp. She also told him that I would kill him if he gave us anymore lip.

That made him and the biker guys laugh. The bikers bought Granny a shot of whiskey with a beer chaser and an orange juice for me. Then one of them asked her how much I charged for a straight fuck. Granny told him that she was the best two-dollar whore that he ever rode. He laughed and said, “Two dollars.” Granny said, “Or two rides for ten dollars.” That just made them laugh even more. Then the three of them slapped ten dollar bills onto the bar in front of me. Each one wanted to ride Granny twice.

I watched as my grandmother stripped naked right there in the bar and climbed up onto the pool table for them. All grandma had on besides her coat and boots was that vest and pants. I knew that she wasn’t a bra but I really thought that she would have a pair of panties on at least. She looked pretty good too and her breasts hung nicely. Then I watched as the first guy got up on the pool table and started to fuck her. He was probably three times her size and his cock was sticking out of his pants as he shoved it into her. His cock was probably twice as big as mine was. Granny loved it and kept insulting him so that he would fuck her harder. The other two guys fucked her too right after he pulled out. They reamed her non-stop for about thirty minutes straight. Then Granny called for a time out and sat naked at the bar on a stool for another shot of whiskey and a beer.

When she finished that drink the bikers weren’t ready for their second turns yet so she asked me to fuck her.