Disclaimers: Home Improvement belongs to Touchstone Television and Wind
Dancer Productions. The formentioned Harley-Davidson products belong to The
Harley-Davidson Motor Company. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.
Warnings: Voyurism, female solo sex, male solo sex, male/female sex, strong
Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.
Summary: As soon as the Taylor family arrive at a local annual motorcycle
event, Brad buys himself a leather motorcycle jacket and tries it on, only to
have him unexpectedly catch the eye of a beautiful blonde babe.
Other Notes: This AU story is based on a picture entired 'Phat Performance
Parts' by an artist named Brian Rood.
Dedications: None so far.
Home Improvement: At The Annual Harleyrama
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])
It was on the very last day of March that a professional photographer whose
name happens to be Carrie Patterson had invited her mother -- Lillian 'Nana'
Patterson -- and sister -- Jill Taylor -- to go with her to check out Royal
Oak, Michigan's very own motorcycle event known as Harleyrama and since the
new president of Binfold Tools whose name happens to be Bud Harper had just
given Jill's husband and the host of the 'Tool Time' cable-TV show, Tim 'The
Tool Man' Taylor and his two good friends and co-workers, Al Borland and
Heidi Keppert some time off, Tim and his three sons, Brad, Randy and Mark had
decided to go with Jill and check out the annual motorcycle event as well
before Tim had walked himself over to the back yard fence and asked his
friendly neighbor, Wilson to join them as well, only to have him say to Tim
'thanks but no thanks'.
Anyway, as soon as Carrie, Lillian and the Taylor family had arrived at the
annual Harleyrama and Carrie had started using her camera to take some
pictures of each and every bit of the motorcycle event, Lillian had decided
to go see if she could spot some of her old friends and Jill and two of the
Taylor boys -- Mark and Randy -- had gone with Tim to make sure that he does
not cause any trouble at any of the exhibits, which had left a curious Brad
to go to one of the vendor booths and buy himself a Men's Rockhound Leather
And after he had put it on and started looking around for a full-length
mirror to look at himself in, a female stranger had cleared her throat and
caused a suddenly-startled Brad to turn himself around and discover that a
young and beautiful platinum-blonde babe was standing in front of him in a
Women's Vintage Cruiser Leather Jacket, a pair of stretch boot cut blue
jeans, a pair of Women's Typhoon Boots and a pair of MC 43 Sunglasses just
before she had lowered the sunglasses a little bit and said, "I really didn't
mean to startle you. It's just that I was admiring your jacket. You really
must be a die-hard Harleymainiac."
And after he had looked at his newly-bought jacket and realized that it had
suddenly became a newfound babe magnet for him, Brad had looked at the
platinum-blonde beauty with a small smile on his face and said, "As a matter
of fact, I actually am a die-hard Harleymainiac. My name is Brad Taylor. May
I ask what your name is?" before she had placed her gentle hand on his arm
and answered, "Well, Brad. My name is Vicki Dunning and you are truly
interested, I would like to show you the one Harley that had became my sweet
little baby. Are you interested?"
And after he had said 'yes' to that question, both Brad and Vicki had walked
themselves over to the parking lot and placed themselves inside the back of a
U-Haul truck, where his eyes had grown wide with awe at the sight of a
Harley-Davidson XL 1200L Sportster 1200L motorcycle, let out a big smile and
said, "Whoa! This sweet little baby of yours really is one hell of a ride!"
before a small-smiling Vicki had placed herself on the Harley, let out a sigh
and said, "It sure is, Brad. It sure is. Care to join me?"
But then, after he had taken a deep breath and placed himself on the
motorcycle and his arms around her waist, a small smiling Vicki had placed a
firm grip on the handle bars and asked, "Well, Brad? What do you think? Isn't
it the sweetest ride that you had ever felt in your life?" only to have Brad
move his lips close to her ear and whispered, "Right now, I want to ride
you," before a confused Vicki had turned her head towards Brad in order to
ask what he was talking about but as soon as they had suddenly gazed into
each other's eyes and kissed each other ever so passionately on the lips,
both Brad and Vicki had gotten themselves off the Harley, stripped off all of
their clothes and placed their bare-ass naked bodies in front of each other.
And after she had started pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot,
wet pussy and carressing her own tits with the other hand and he had began
stroking his stiff cock right in front of her, Brad had moved himself closer
to Vicki and started licking all over her nude body -- all the way down to
her hot, moist snatch and carressing her firm breasts before she had placed
her hands on his bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it!
Do it, Brad! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"
Then, after they had laid their nude bodies down on the floor of the back of
the U-Haul truck and he had turned himself around and allowed her to start
sucking on his stone hard dick, Brad had suddenly realized that he was
finally able to allow himself to enjoy each and every minute of experiencing
pure and untamed sexual pleasure without any member of his own family walking
in on him and embarressing the living shit out of him before he had placed
his stiff cock inside her asshole and used each of his hands to carress both
her stiff mounds and hot and steamy cunt, causing a sexually-charged Vicki to
place one of her hands on Brad's bare shoulder and the other hand on his bare
arm and yell at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, BRAD!
TOUCH ME! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM!
And then, after the two newfound lovers had started moving themselves harder
and faster and their lovemaking has finally recieved its own Harley-Davidson
motorcycle, both Vicki and Brad had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and
fell asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace, while everyone else
in attendance at the Harleyrama had continued enjoying the annual motorcycle
Just then, as soon as they had gotten themselves home and gotten the goodies
that they had bought for themselves out of the bags, both Mark and Randy had
gone into their bedrooms and Tim had taken the one little gift that he had
bought for Wilson over to his house just in time for a curious Jill to pull
an extra box out of the bag, give Brad a gentle tap on his shoulder with a
small smile on her face and say, "Brad, I have a feeling that you have gotten
this from a secret admirer. Would you like to share her name with me?"
And after he had opened the box and discovered that it had contained a
Women's Vintage Cruiser Leather Jacket and a note that had said, "Say,
Brad -- This is just a little something to remember me by until next year's
Harleyrama. -- Kiss-kiss love-love, Vicki," a suddenly-embarressed Brad had
turned his eyes toward Jill's smiling face, cleared his throat and answered,
"No one special, Mom. Just someone who was helping me look for something that
I might be able to like at the Harleyrama, that's all."