“She’s nekkid!” Jayne said softly with a gasp, her eyes bulging at the woman riding proudly on the back of the vehicle.
Lucy said, “Actually, she has on a G-string. See?”
“She’s painted from neck to ankles.”
“That’s Lee, one of the owners of the body painting booth we passed,” Val murmured as they kept walking.
“Oh, there’s more!” Jayne said with a giggle as a whole group of topless women strutted past. All of them sported designs painted on their bare skin. Some of the body paint camouflaged their nudity while others made their nudity blatantly obvious. Lucy noted every one of them had a man nearby watching. Men walked past and looked their fill but not one of them reached out to touch. To do so would’ve invited an ass-beating from one of the men.
The women were all different shapes and sizes, all different builds, and even disparate ages.
“Hmm…” Jayne said as she walked alongside Lucy.
“Are you thinking about it, Jayne?” Lucy asked quietly. She wouldn’t fault Jayne if she wanted to. She had a fantastic, curvy body. None of the women in the group were any better built than she was. And lack of support garments was a great equalizer. Jayne could hold her own, Lucy was willing to bet.
Jayne stroked her tattoo and shook her head. “I don’t want to cover up my ink. This is the first time I’ve ever been able to show it off in public.”
The walked back into the exhibition hall and Lucy couldn’t help it when the heavy beat of the song playing over the sound system took hold of her. She blamed it on the striptease lessons. And the pole-dancing lessons she’d recently started taking privately with Camilla’s friend, Charlotta.
The urge to dance was easily quelled because they were still walking across the exhibition hall but she let it affect her walk. She knew she was getting looks but that was part of the culture in this event and she didn’t mind. Ransome and Val kept them safe and moving forward. She glanced at Jayne and caught the knowing smile on her face. Jayne was coming to striptease lessons, too.
“You feel it, don’t you,” Jayne whispered softly.
“Hell yeah. I can’t help it.”
They indulged for the walk and Lucy’s mind settled in to the after-dark mood of the rally as she anticipated wrapping herself around Beck and Patrick the moment she saw them.
Her conversation with Val and Jayne from earlier came to mind. She’d been waiting for the right time to tell her men that she loved them. She’d wanted to do it with them individually, when they were alone, but that suddenly didn’t seem so important.
She wanted them both and she decided that she’d ask them for her first true ménage that night and she’d tell them that she loved them both then. Her pussy quivered when she thought of taking them together and she was instantly wet.
They were walking past a couple of RVs that had a good-sized above-ground pool set up between them and Jayne said, “They bring their swimming pools with them, too?”
“Yes,” Ransome said as he nodded to several bikers and their ladies that were either playing in the pool or basking topless in the dwindling sun. “There’s a water truck that comes by and will fill pools, provide water for RV tanks and ice for coolers.”
“Oh,” Jayne said, “I’ll bet that makes it nicer since all the blacktop makes it so hot out here, and more comfortable for the ladies, too.”
The smile on Ransome’s face widened, as he said, “Trust me, Jayne, this rally may be centered around the bikes, but the bikers are all about keeping the ladies happy and comfortable.”
Lucy giggled and Jayne said, “What aren’t you telling me, Ransome?”
Ransome licked his lips and seemed to be choosing his words. “Because happy ladies means the bikers are much more likely to get laid.”
“Oh!” Jayne said, and then giggled, too. “Well, that makes perfect sense, I guess.”
Ransome recognized one of the bikers in the group by the pool and they slowed to talk with him and his old lady.
Lucy smiled at her, thinking this must be total culture shock for Jayne. Then she turned to the couple Ransome and Val were greeting, who seemed like they must be old friends of theirs. Ransome introduced her and Jayne and Lucy was paying attention to the conversation until she heard a low moan coming from the direction of the awning between the two RVs and beyond the pool. The next instant she was super glad she had on dark shades to hide her surprise.
Jayne suddenly grabbed her hand and whispered in a hoarse voice, “Lucy, look over there.”
Lucy was already looking “over there” and watching as the moaning got louder. A biker was sitting at a picnic table with a pretty woman who was nude. She was lying on the picnic table, on a folded blanket, with her thighs spread wide for him while he ate her pussy like he was a ravenous man at his last meal. Judging by the happy slurping, he was enjoying himself, too.