Book One
Cougar in Distress
Regina was horny, she’s always horny anyway, her overactive sex drive was probably
the reason she couldn't stay in a committed relationship for any good length of time. That
didn’t bother her at all, as she had come to accept that she was what she was, a slut, and
a very proud one at that. Her motto in life is "fuck and let fuck".
She had awakened that morning feeling so horny it hurt; after running down the
batteries of her 8 inch vibrator, she realized that she needed much more than just a quick
buzz. She knew just the guy to give her what she needed too; reaching for her cell phone,
she dialed his number to set up a meet. Alex had never disappointed her, he was the best
fuck she'd ever had, otherwise she'd never agree to make the 2 hour drive to see him in
the neighboring city where he lived and worked.
Regina had been driving only half an hour when her car started acting up, and then
within minutes there was smoke coming out from under the hood. As she made to pull over at
the shoulder of the road, the engine coughed twice and then gave out. The road was quiet,
traffic was thin and the few cars that sped by didn't even stop to help her. She tried
unsuccessfully to call a garage on her cell phone which showed no signal. Pretty soon, the
intense heat of the desert sun was beginning to really get to her. She was so hot and
getting really worried when suddenly a lone biker in his helmet and full leather gear rode
up to her on a very macho looking motor bike.
Despite her troubles, Regina looked over the mystery biker with keen interest,
noting his lean strong physique and especially the rather decent bulge in his crotch. He
removed his helmet and instantly dazzled Regina with his handsome smiling face. His eyes
were a warm sexy blue, and his perfect seethe of teeth the stuff of a dental product ad
billboard. "Hi ma'am, what's the problem with your wheels then?" He asked in a smooth
masculine voice that sent a thrill right through the stranded cougar.
Regina quickly explained the situation to the handsome stranger and without saying
much else he took charge of the situation. Half an hour later he had her car going
again. Regina was so happy and relieved she jumped excitedly up and down and then hugged
the stranger who had come to her rescue. "Thank you so much Mister...." her enthusiastic
voice trailed off as she fished for a proper introduction.
"Ricky, Ricky Travis at your service ma’am," he said, wiping his greasy hands on a
piece of handkerchief. "Regina Valdez,” she responded; “I wish I could do something to
show my gratitude to you. You practically saved my life you know", she added batting her
eyelashes at him in the most seductive manner as she continued to size him up. He couldn’t
possibly be more than 24 years old.
"What the hell were you doing out here on your own anyway?" He asked. Being the
unrepentant slut that she was, Regina told him the truth thinking ‘What the hell, he'll
probably not believe a word of it anyway'. Ricky lifted an eye brow, and regarded her
without any visible change in his facial expression. If she had been expecting him to be
judgmental, he proved her wrong. They chatted a little more, and then Regina managed to
convince him to accompany her back to her place just to ensure the car down doesn’t
breakdown again on the way.
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"Back at Regina's house, she said to Ricky, “did you know there's motor oil stain
on your shirt?" Ricky looked down and saw it; his hands were also still dirty from fixing
her car earlier, so he accepted her offer when she volunteered to pop his shirt into the
washing machine while he took a quick shower.
After showing him to the bathroom, she went off to wash his shirt. A few minutes
later, Ricky was butt naked in the shower with soap on his face when he heard the shower
door slide open; before he could rinse off the soap from his face and open his eyes, he
felt her behind him. Her hard pointed nipples, pushed by her big soft breasts drilled so
nicely into his back. She lathered up her soft feminine hands and then rubbed the soap all
over his hairy chest, and then she moved her hand lower to his crotch. The other hand
stayed on his chest, teasing and rubbing his nipples.
She rubbed her soapy hand all over his erection, gasping as she felt the thickness
of his throbbing manhood kicking in her grasp.
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