Hiya folks, I dragged this old draft up and decided to finish it. It's written from a different perspective that I'm not so keen on but wanted to try and I couldn't be assed redoing the entire thing. I hope you all enjoy! As always comments and feedback would be awesome.
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It was summer and I just finished college for the year. I was headed home for my birthday, after all it's best to spend your 20th with family, you can no longer call yourself a teenager. It was about a three-hour drive south from the top of Scotland to the central belt. Well I say 3 hours, with my Ducati Panigale I can cut it to around 2 but that's not important. What is important is how I was ended up fucking my aunts best friend the night of my party.
It started as soon as I got home, I rode up the winding road leading to my parent's house and pulled up right at the front door. There were steps leading to a large porch and my parents waiting in the doorway. I killed the engine, climbing off and walking straight up to hug them. I stepped back and set my bag and crash helmet on the floor.
"It's so good to see you again," said my mom.
Her slight frame was silhouetted by the lights from inside the house. She had long brunette hair in a ponytail, she was only 42 but could easily pass for 32. She has nice ample breasts, a perfect handful. Dark eyebrows with striking green eyes, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought of looking down at those eyes while getting my cock sucked. She's about 5"4 to my 5"8 so when she talks to me she has to look up and the lighting anywhere will shine in those beautiful eyes. Mom eats well and stays fit so she's nice and toned with a flat stomach and wide hips leading to nice strong thighs. The weather today allowed us all a rare sight of my mom in a lovely loose sun dress.
My dad is about 5"5, bald and has a bit of a belly. They divorced when I was about 5 but only because my dad works away a lot so we're all on good terms.
They hugged me back and I replied, "Yeah it's good to be back, man that drive was a killer. Might need to look at a comfier bike...not that I'll get rid of my baby."
Just as I turned to look at my beloved Ducati the engine roared to life. It would have seemed like she was replying to me except bikes don't do that. I leapt from the top of the stairs and rolled to my feet about to grab whoever was on my bike but stopped dead, suddenly jealous of my bike.
I guessed she must have been about 24, I say guessed because I honestly couldn't think enough to deduce anything except how drop dead gorgeous she was. She had bright red hair, almost orange like a true Scot. She had bright blue eyes, reminding me of the glacial ice I saw in Switzerland.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry I couldn't resist," her voice was smooth and her giggle was soft.
She had an English accent I couldn't place. And her giggle at the end give me shivers.
"Don't worry about it," I said stepping back to give some room to get off. "You have good taste, maybe I'll take you for a ride sometime."
Using the foot peg, she lifted her leg over the bike, giving me a spectacular view of her ass. For a brief moment I thought about grabbing a couple handfuls of that luscious ass through the boyshorts she wore. As she brought her foot to the floor the height of the bike unbalanced her and she fell into me. Because I was staring at her ass that is where my hands caught her. She leaned into my chest and looked up at me and whispered, "sure, and maybe after we can go out on the bike."
Leaving me dumbfounded she walked off towards the house, I watched that 5"2 frame and that nice round ass sway as she did so.
Once she was up the stairs she walked past my parents who were both watching me staring after her. I blushed and quickly turned to switch off my bike, remembering to lift the keys this time.
"Come on you! We've got food cooked, enough to fill even your belly!" my mom called from the door.
Suddenly remembering how famished I was I raced up the stairs, my boots echoing on each step. Running straight past my parents through the laminated hallway, past the wooden stairs and into the living room.
"HOORAY!!"
I was greeted by my best mate Jake, his significant other Allison, my aunty Amy and the gorgeous redhead who's name I have not learned...yet.
"Awright, how you all doin'?" I said as I rushed for the table of food.
A 7-foot-long table full of different sized plates with mini pizzas, garlic bread, sausage rolls, triangle pieces and all sorts of other party food, my personal favourite, cubes of cheese and pickled onions on cocktail sticks.
"Straight for the food as usual, good to know you haven't changed man," Jake called from his seat, with Allison perched on his knee.
"You try riding for 3 hours with nothing to eat" I called back.
"You text me 2 hours ago saying leaving now," he said, purposefully loud so my mum would hear, thankfully she did not.
I threw a paper plate at him with a "sorry Allison" when I realized where she was sitting. They both laughed as I returned to the table of food.
I felt a pair of hands slide under my arms and around my waist and on sheer instinct, I lifted my plate of food out of reach and growling to protecting my food. The hands tightened and hugged me from behind.
"Is that anyway to greet your Aunt Amy?" The voice said behind me.
"That depends on how hungry I am," I replied getting a laugh as she slipped her hands back, dragging her nails across the side of my leather jacket.
"But you're always hungry," she complained as I turned around.
"So, what does that tell you?" I replied with a wink as I pulled a pickled onion from a cocktail stick with my teeth.
She just giggled and leaned forward to take a cube of cheese from the same stick. Only she slid her tongue out and under the cube before sliding it off with her teeth all the while holding my gaze with her blue eyes. Strands of shoulder length blonde hair framed her face, the sight sent blood straight to my cock. Thankfully my Kevlar jeans kept it from showing. I should point out my Aunt Amy isn't actually blood related, she's my mums best friend and they call each other sisters, so naturally I'm a nephew.
I moved through the room and sat on the largest couch and was about to take a bite out of a mini pizza when it disappeared out my hand in a flash of red and I felt the couch sag as someone sat next me.
"First my bike, now my food. Are you just not gonna rest until you've taken everything I hold dear?" I asked turning to look at the thief.