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Biker Babe

By: BigDave1340



I arrived at the rally bathed in glorious summer sun. There were more than 300 bikes expected to attend this year, and if last year’s rally was anything to go by no one would be disappointed.

I unpacked the Harley and pitched the tent in the corner of the field. It was early afternoon and there were only three other tents rigged. I sipped a beer as I admired my fast workmanship – tent, groundsheet, stool, sleeping bag were all set, ready for me to crash into later that evening.

Jeff and Kelly were in the tent next to mine. Jeff was in his early 40’s and Kelly probably five years or so his junior. She was quite tall, about 5’8” with shoulder length brunette hair and luscious red lips. Her dark brown eyes were piercing as she stared at me whilst Jeff introduced Kelly. Immediately, I had visions of her taking my cock in her mouth, her tongue licking the full length from balls to tip. I had to focus on what Jeff was saying, as my imagination was getting the better of me. Kelly smiled as she took my hand and shook it. I greeted her with a courteous smile and a “Hello, pleased to meet you”.

That night, after the party and quite a lot of liquor, I staggered to my tent. Jeff and Kelly were already bedded down for the night; their camping lamp casting shadows through the thin fabric of the tent and inner linings. Either they were too drunk to realize, or they enjoyed posing as Kelly’s shadow betrayed her love for Jeff’s cock. Her head slowly rose up and down enveloping Jeff’s cock. There was no sound at first, but as I stood at my tent, gazing at Kelly’s movements, I could make out subtle groans from Jeff as it became clear he was about to cum. Kelly’s head lifted away, exposing the shadow of Jeff’s cockhead and Kelly’s hand stroking his shaft. I could see his ejaculation erupt and fall back onto him.

I could feel my cock swelling in my pants, I entered my tent and masturbated, falling asleep shortly afterward.

***

The following morning, I awoke with a headache. Severely hung over, I showered and drank as much water as I could without throwing up. By mid afternoon, I was ready for another night’s partying.

Jeff and Kelly pulled up on their Dyna, “Hey Simon, you had a late night last night,” he announced as Kelly swung her leg over the sissy bar and Jeff hit the kill switch stopping the Evo engine in its tracks.

I was in a pair of shorts, laying on the grass topping up my suntan. “Don’t remember much about it,” I responded, “Had a good run out?”

“Sure, took a run down the coast with about ten other bikes,” Jeff replied.

Kelly removed her helmet and shook her brunette hair loose. Through my shades, Kelly couldn’t see me stare at her body. In her tight leather jeans and cropped jacket that she removed to reveal a leather bikini bra. She opened her tent and disappeared.

“You guys want a beer?” she asked from inside the tent.

“Sure.”

“Please,” we replied simultaneously. Kelly emerged from the tent holding three beers. She had removed her leather jeans and was now just clad in the leather shorts that complimented her bikini bra. Her long smooth legs looked fantastic, and my imagination, mixed with the shadows from the previous night, began to make my cock stir.

Our conversations lasted for a couple of hours. Jeff and I talked bikes; Kelly interjected occasionally asking me if I had a wife or girlfriend. I told Kelly how Jayne and I had split a few months before after I had caught her fooling around. Kelly sympathized and appeared to be genuinely concerned. I told her that it wasn’t the fooling around with another guy, it was the deceit and lies she told that had ended it for me.

Jeff got us another beer each, and before long we were talking like we were old friends that had known each other for years. Jeff worked for a construction firm and Kelly worked in a bank. They had a couple of kids and enjoyed the biking scene. After a while Jeff even began to describe a little of their sex lives and how Kelly liked to fantasize. “All women fantasize during sex, Simon, don’t they?” Jeff queried.

“Maybe,” I replied. “Jayne used to sometimes. She always wanted to be screwed by a bunch of guys. We had a chance to live it out once, but she chickened out when I called her bluff.”

“Well, that’s Kelly’s fantasy – to get poked by two or more, isn’t it honey?”

“Yeah, in your dreams,” Kelly snapped back with a giggle that gave away the truth behind the denial.

It was then I began to wonder if last night’s shadows were set up intentionally for my / their pleasure.

“Why don’t you join us tonight for a drink in the bar?” Jeff asked. I replied with a nod and thanks.

***

Several beers and glasses of Jim Bean’s soon got me loosed up. It also worked for Jeff and Kelly. Kelly enjoyed dancing and Jeff, it seemed, didn’t. I found myself on the floor jiving to the beat. Several times, Kelly pulled me closer than was needed for the dance. She made sure here firm breasts collided with my chest, her hands occasionally made sure my ass was still in my jeans. I didn’t hold back either. I made sure I groped at her ass without making it obvious. Kelly must have realized we were playing, no, teasing as she had a big smile on her face for the whole time we were on the dance floor.

After the band played out their set, we drank another round or two of Jim’s best liquor, then headed back to our canvas homes.

“You must join us for a nightcap,” Kelly insisted.

“Yeah, come on Simon, after all that dancing with Kelly, you deserve a little ‘thank-you’” Jeff winked.

I nodded in acceptance and entered their tent.


We laid out on the sleeping bags sipping our drinks, almost whispering conversation. Jeff had stripped out of his clothes down to his jockey shorts.

“Come on Simon, make yourself comfortable,” Jeff urged me to remove my clothing. I joined in with their game as I pulled my t-shirt over my head, and then pulled off my jeans. I never wore underwear, and as the objective was clear, I didn’t give it a second thought as Kelly let out a giggle when she saw my hairy balls and flaccid cock gain their freedom.

“Your turn,” I told Kelly. She obliged by unclipping her bra, letting her heavy breasts drop free. Then kneeling, she removed the leather shorts to expose a leather g-string.

“That’s more like it,” said Jeff as he threw his jockey shorts into the corner of the tent. Immediately, Kelly took hold of our cocks and began stroking them to hardness. She took turns, tasting the pre-cum that slowly leaked from our cocks, her tongue teasing and playing and she knelt between us.

Jeff wasted no time in finding Kelly’s clitoris and began to gently flick and rub it as Kelly’s clit came to life. Her juices flowed and soon the tent was full of her aroma.

“You first,” Jeff offered his wife to me for my own consumption. I pushed her onto her back and slowly lowered myself onto her, letting my cock slide into her wet pussy. I fucked Kelly hard and fast. She groaned as I came inside her pussy. Rolling off her spent body, Jeff took his place and added his fluids to mine.

Jeff and I fucked Kelly several times that night, and thoroughly exhausted, I found my own sleeping bag just before dawn.

The rest of the weekend was spent in and out of each other’s tents. Kelly would come into my tent after a session with Jeff and spend an hour or so, milking my balls whilst Jeff recovered, then she’d slip back into her own tent and repeat the session with her husband.

Kelly never took the both of us together in a true threesome. I don’t know if it was Jeff’s preference or Kelly’s, but if Kelly were my wife, then I would have taken the opportunity for a group session. But, it takes all sorts.

***

Kelly was truly a biker babe. She had the looks, the body, the leathers, the hair, the sexuality and above all, the libido.

I’ve been to several rallies in the past few years, but haven’t bumped into Jeff and Kelly since… shame really. But, I’ll always keep an eye open for them as I travel around the country on my Harley.

Biker Babe



She dresses in a faded pair of jeans and a very tight low cut black tank top. She checks herself over in the mirror. Cool. She decides a light swipe with the make up brush will be sufficient. No point in making a big deal of it. Just because it's the first real life meeting. The only previous meeting have been strictly over the net, now it time for reality.

She slips her feet into a pair of low black biker boats. Large silver hoops, watch and matching silver bracelet, the necklace that dangles just at the cleavage. Perfect.

She stops by the door for her short black leather jacket and metallic blue helmet. She walks out the door and locks it behind her. She hops on her small metallic blue Harley and starts out for her new boyfriend, next town over.

She pulls up in front of his place and waits. It isn't long before he comes out. He stops for a quick second and looks the girl and bike up and down. He hops on.

He's in jeans and a white T-shirt, a denim jacket and boots. She passes him her spare helmet and he puts his hands on either side of her waist. It sends a little shock through her and she knows instantly they'll be good together.

She drives to a little out of the way place she knows for dinner. She pulls up to the curb and kills the engine. She lifts her leg over the bike and the motion isn't lost on him, he watches her very carefully then does the same as she watches.

She slowly removes her helmet and shakes out her shoulder length fiery red curls. He does the same tucking his beneath his arm as she's done. He's got a deep sexy voice that flows like honey over her. "You're hair is even more vivid in person." He pulls a curl and watches it spring back into place.

"Thanks shug." She smiles at him and he knows he's lost. Her voice is heavenly and her smile like the sun he thinks.

Both place the helmets on the bike and walk hand-in-hand into the place. She leads him to a booth and both slide in quickly. The waitress instantly appears. "Take your orders?"

"Draught and the pasta on special." She smiles at the girl and turns her gaze to him.

"I'll have the same, I guess." He shrugs and smiles at her a little uncertainly.

It's not long before the drinks are served up. They talk of general things until dinner arrives. Tonight it's cheese cappaletti with rose sauce. Delightful.

She digs in immediately, "try it, you'll love it hunny." He smiles and digs in with the same vigor as her. It doesn't take long at all for them to finish eating.

The waitress reappears and takes the plates. "Cheesecake please."

"Make it two."

"Sure thing guys." The waitress disappears again and they turn their attention to each other. As she takes a swallow she pulls one foot from her boot.

As the cheesecake arrives and the girl leaves, she rubs her foot against his crotch. She spears the cheesecake with the fork, acting like nothing is up. Which something, most definitely is. Especially for him.

He looks into her eyes and sees nothing unusual. Playful tonight.

He digs into the cake as well and pushes himself against her small foot. She looks up and sees the desire flash in his eyes, the mischief. She plays with him a little longer and silently slips her foot into her boot as she settles up the check.

They jump on the bike again and she asks, "yours or mine."

"Yours baby, mines a mess. Roommates, you know."

"Right on baby. Hold on shug." He wraps his arms around her waist and she can feel his erection against her ass. Delicious.

It takes barely any time at all to reach her place. She lets them into the place and gives him the quick tour. As soon as the tour ends, in the bedroom, he stops and begins to caress her sides.

They smile at one another, "I've been dreaming of this baby."

"So've I shug." She smiles and disrobes very quickly. She turns for him and models, "like what you see lover?"

"Oh yeah, how couldn't I?"

She smiles, "my turn. Strip baby." She picks up a remote control and tunes it to some sexy heavy metal. "What's a biker without metal music?" She shrugs and smiles. He begins to slowly strip and sway to the music. "And he can dance too. What a man!"

She giggles and flops out on the bed. Deliberately posing sexy. It doesn't take long at all for his clothes to join hers on the floor. He stalks over to the foot of the bed and puts his hands on his hips, "well?"

"Sexy as hell lover boy. Come here." She holds out her arms and he draws closer to the bed, but instead of burying himself in her arms he kneels at the very end of the bed. She arches an eyebrow at him.

"You know you're in trouble right?" Her eyebrow shoots up even higher. "And do you know what got you in trouble my dear?" she shrugs. He lifts her foot and places it on his chest, "these my dear are what got you into this mess. Mischievous brat." He smiles and caresses her ankle. She props herself on her elbows and watches him intently. One by one he takes each toe into his mouth and sucks at it and nibbles it a little. He switches feet and does the same.

Next he takes turn working his way up her calves and thighs. Skipping over her fiery red curls his tongue explores her belly button. She drops to the mattress and puts her hands on the back of his head. He smiles against her and works his way even higher.

She moans as he takes first one breast and than the other into his mouth, kissing, licking and nipping at them. Finally he takes a nipple into his mouth. He moans and it sends shivers down her spine. Then he does the same to the other one. She shudders and moans.

At last she can see his face. He drops his head and devours her mouth while his hands continue to tantalize her sensitive breasts, making her want to scream.

She begins to thrust her hips up at him, he just smiles. She wraps her legs around his waist in an unsuccessful attempt to pull him closer to her. He begins to snake his way back down her body, dragging his tongue and leaving a glistening wet trail.

This time he buries his face in her red curls, inhaling her scent and rubbing his nose against her. She whimpers when he doesn't dive right in. His smile gets wider and he pushes his nose to touch her clit, effectively sending shivers racing through her.

God she's wet, he thinks to himself. He brings his hand up, carefully stroking her up and down. She moans and he laps at her a few quick times. He inserts two fingers into her honey pot and uses the others to gently put pressure against her rosebud. She writhes, this is beyond anything she's ever experienced before.

She pushes against him. Suddenly he takes her clit into his mouth and sucks it gently. When she cries out his name he bites down gently. She begins to shake uncontrollably and nearly screams. Oh what the neighbors must be thinking!

As she comes down off the high he removes himself from her and lay down next to her, cradling her body with his. She's panting heavily and sweating. He brushes an errant strand of hair back from her face and tucks it behind her ear. She smiles lazily up at him.

She snuggles deep within his embrace and starts to lick at his nipple. He groans and pushes her away. "Don't do that darling, or you could find yourself in big trouble."

She smiles and flicks her tongue out at his nipple again. Quickly she pulls away and pushes him onto his back. She throws one leg over him and straddles him.

Bending over she takes first one than the other nipple into her mouth, licking and nipping. He pushes his head into the pillows and moans. He puts his hands on her hips and tries to push himself into her tight folds. She won't let him.

She continues the assault on his nipples until he's panting and begging for her to stop. Without warning she impales herself onto his shaft and leaves his chest with just her hands resting on it.

He looks up into her eyes, she's got wild look in her eyes and he doesn't know what to expect now. She moves slowly at first, moving faster and harder with each stroke.

It takes only brief moments for him to reach fever pitch. She lets him down, she won't let him cum. Still she rides him, hard and fast. Like a stallion he thinks. Once again his hopes are deflated, she won't give him the release he so desperately seeks.

He's about to shove her off and do it himself when he feels her inner muscles begin to clench and release. She's not moving, merely staring down into his eyes. Still he feels her tighten around him.

He looks deeper into her eyes and sees the mischief there. It's his undoing. Without warning he feels it hit. A strong heady sensation as he begins to cum inside her. It's like nothing he's ever felt.

He latches onto her hips and won't let go. This is one wild ride! A powerful sensation washes over him as slowly the ride comes to an end. He blinks and looks up into her face. She smiling, grinning really.

He feels those inner muscle begin to clench again and she starts moving too. Suddenly another powerful orgasm hits. God, he thinks, this has never happened before. Never like this, never twice.

His mind is lost but suddenly he feels her cumming with him. The orgasm intensifies and he closes his eyes. It's so good it almost hurts.

He opens his eyes to find them laying together on the bed under the covers. The last thing her remembers is one hell of an orgasm. He look over at her and she smiles "I think you passed out there lover boy."

"How long . . .?"

"'Bout half hour."

"That was incredible! Where'd you learn to do that to a guy, it was so intense I just . . . "

"Glad to head you loved as much as I did. I just made it all up though. I've only had one other guy. Lost my cherry on a dare with the quarter back in high school. Nuts huh?"

"Yeah, I guess. Can we do that again when I feel stronger. Maybe I won't pass out next time. Whadda ya say baby girl?"

"Anytime hot stuff." With that she stalked into the bathroom and he heard the shower.

"Wonder if she needs company?" He chuckled and went into the bathroom as well.



Biker Babe Ch. 01



These are the fictional adventures of me, Peter and my cyber wife Robyn. We are both from the UK and Robyn is a 34 year old gorgeous curvy highlighted blonde with big green eyes and a natural 38D, 25, 35 figure. I am 47, slim and fit with brown hair and green eyes. 

I have been writing stories foe her and I for some time now whereby we use them to explore our fantasies and often test and push the boundaries. 

I hope you enjoy reading this adventure written about a road trip across America and what we get up to during the journey. 

Please do leave comments, both positive and negative are all welcome.

*

The familiar screech of the brakes being implemented as the British Airways 747 wheels touched the runway in the heat of the day at Dulles International Airport, Washington caused the aircraft to slow quite dramatically and all the passengers obeyed the warning notices to not leave their seats nor release their seat belts until the aircraft had come to a complete halt at the Terminal Building. Following a short taxi the movement stopped and the engine whirred to slow and then went off. There was almost a sudden panic as all the passengers seemed to unclick their seat belts at once and rise from their seats trying desperately to recover their baggage from the overhead lockers and exit the aircraft. I sat still and looked at Robyn and smiled. It had been a long flight and we were both feeling jetlagged having set off from Belfast at around 10 in the morning and now arrived into Washington State at 2pm although it had felt and had indeed been a lot longer in the air than the 4 hours of time that had apparently passed in real time. We were also dressed for winter. 

The temperature was around 11 degrees and wet in Belfast which was typical Irish weather for that time of year but the outside temperature was a lot better across the Atlantic and the sun was shining brightly as we disembarked the aircraft as we felt the warmth of the day in Washington. I was dressed in jeans, boots, a T shirt and jacket with Robyn dressed similarly but looking a lot more attractive in her skin tight jeans than I ever would in mine. I watched them hug her perfect rear as she gently wiggled her bum as she walked towards the baggage recovery. In my view Robyn could be wearing a rubbish bag and she would look sexy so in her cowboy boots, tight jeans and equally tight T shirt that appeared to accentuated her breasts she looked perfect. Her hair was loose and it flicked as she walked slightly ahead of me. I was admiring the view of her rear and just starting to daydream as we approached the baggage recovery area. 

Thankfully we only had two small backpacks to collect; we couldn't carry too much for what we were planning for the week in the US. Once we had gone through the security checks and customs we were outside the terminal building and I hailed a yellow taxi asking the driver to take us to our nearby hotel. Our plan was to stay over at the hotel for one night then start our journey by motorbike from Washington to California, stopping on the way but what I had estimated as being around 3,000 miles which we thought would take around 8 days. Now we were finally in America the excitement we were feeling was intense and we really couldn't wait to get started on our journey.

After eating that night at a nearby bar we returned to the hotel for an early night. As usual, once Robyn had finished in the bathroom she climbed into bed dressed just in a short crop top and panties. Exhaustion had almost take over following the long flight but seeing the way she looked and feeling the warmth from her perfect curvy body as she cuddled me in tightly kissing me softly I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her for long as her tongue penetrated my mouth in a deep kiss and I felt her big soft fleshy breasts squashing into me. I gently pushed her onto her back on the bed and within minutes I had worked my tongue from the warm skin of her soft neck and shoulders all the way down her beautiful body sliding my wet tongue into the deep valley between her full breasts before reaching her hot pussy, where I stayed, to taste the nectar. 

I always love to eat Robyn's sweet pussy and taste her juices and after so much practice at one of my favourite hobbies I had become something of an expert at it. It wasn't long therefore before her body was writhing on the bed and she was moaning loudly as the intense feelings of an orgasm took hold of her body with her juices flooding my mouth and fingers as she came for me. After I had allowed her a short recovery period during which time she had practically tried to force me to stop licking and touching her, I worked my way back up her wonderful body and pulled her onto the top of me as she slid down my 7" cut thick cock shaft and we fucked hard as she sat astride me and I licked, kissed and played with her big soft breasts and swollen nipples. Sleep followed, wrapped in each others arms with her wonderful breasts squashed against my chest. 

I awoke with a start as the phone rang for the early morning call we had requested. It was 6.30am and we were due to collect the bike at 8.

Leaving the hotel I was wearing cowboy boots, tight leather jeans, a black T shirt and leather jacket. Robyn looked stunning in a low cut black leather vest top which buttoned up the front under a leather jacket and short leather skirt with long black leather heeled boots up to just below her knees. The taxi was a short ride to the bike outlet and we were pleased to take the holiday ownership of a gleaming red and black Harley Davidson that sat proudly on its side stand waiting for us to arrive. Having signed the paperwork and loaded our bags into the panniers I helped Robyn onto the upper rear seat and then I mounted the machine sitting astride the monster bike. Pulling it up off the stand I flicked the switch and lights on the dashed flickered brightly. 

With a mixture of trepidation and excitement I pressed the starter button and the machine burst immediately into life with a low rumble of the engine sending gentle vibrations up through our bodies. Smiling back at Robyn I clicked my heel engaging the gear and slowly rode the bike out of the garage area, feeling her arms wrapped tightly around my waist with the wind blowing in our hair as I accelerated. Clicking up through the gears as our speed increased the vibrations grew more intense with the motion of the bike. As we left the city area of Virginia we hit the open road on Route 168 and the vast expanse of the country opened up before us with the straight road ahead. I glanced back to wink at Robyn and flicked down my sunglasses as I opened up the bike and watched the speedometer needle start to rise as we increased speed heading on our route East. 

Robyn leaned back against the back box and opened her jacket allowing it to flap in the wind with her golden hair blowing back in the warm breeze. Holding the accelerator in place with one hand I reached down with my left hand placing it on her bare thigh feeling the heat and smoothness of her skin as we sped off into the distance. I could tell by her face that she were enjoying both the experience of the ride and the vibrations from the powerful engine as she leaned back, her Rayban's protecting her eyes from the sun and dust of the road. I glance in the mirror and caught her hand slipping down between her wide open legs and gently touching her black thong against her moist pussy lips as she smiled with her eyes shut. I grinned as I tried to concentrate on the road.

It was just after midday and we decided to pull into the next service station for a break and a beer. The sun was hot as we approached a petrol station that appeared to be in the middle of nowhere and I noticed a small pick up parked near to the front of the shop. I pulled the bike up and switched it off and I got off before helping Robyn to dismount taking the advantage of being able to look at her curves as I helped her off the bike. The area was dusty and I suggested we went and got a beer and then cleaned up before heading on towards our next destination at Jackson where we would stop for the night. Smiling Robyn agreed and we entered the small shop and café area. 

Two men were sitting at the bar area drinking coffee and another man was smoking and reading a paper at another table. None of them looked up when we came in but as the wooden entrance door clattered behind us a young looking girl appeared from behind the counter. She was thin with long brown hair tied back and a dress buttoned up the front with the top few buttons undone revealing a small cleavage. I smiled and asked for 2 ice cold beers as you sat at a table. Removing our jackets, the men at the bar did look around then to take in Robyn's full leather vest top and its contents which appeared to be spilling out. I always loved to see how she could have such an effect on other men, and sometimes women too and I knew that she loved to show off. 

Smiling I looked across at her knowingly realising from the twinkle in her emerald eyes that she was well aware that they were eyeing her up and wanting her. But I smiled to myself knowing that she was all mine! The girl brought the beers over and I noticed as she approached our table that her dress was short revealing long thin but shapely legs. She smiled at me as she placed them down and then looking at Robyn's face, then her cleavage, then her face again; she asked if we wanted anything else? I asked what food they had and turning around and in a loud voice she suggested that they had melons at the back. This comment was met by giggles from the other customers and a look of bemusement on Robyn's face. She was well used to lewd and often embarrassing comments from those less well structured than her and just smiled sweetly at me with a twinkle in her gorgeous green eyes. 'Well, at least she looks and feels like a woman!' I retorted as the waitress sauntered back behind the counter. Robyn grinned at me as we drank our beers in silence.

After I had put the fuel into the bike and paid the attendant I waited as Robyn went to the bathroom. I could hear giggles coming from the bathroom area and moved to a window which was open above my head and listened as I heard the waitress and Robyn talking in the bathroom. She was saying that she was jealous of Robyn as her breasts weren't very big and she wishes she had some like hers. As I stood listening to my amazement she asked if she could feel them and I heard Robyn agree, with a giggle. There was the sound of buttons popping and I started to feel excited. I pulled a nearby box over and placing it against the wall I stood to peak in the window at the girls, catching the amazing sight of Robyn with her top now wide open and the waitress touching and licking at her massive rack and nipples. 

Robyn was leaning back against the sink and again I noticed her hands were up under her skirt and on her thong. Suddenly the erotic scene was interrupted by someone shouting for service in the bar. Hesitantly the waitress kissed Robyn softly on the lips and smiled before leaving the bathroom area and returning to her work. As she left I called Robyn's name softly through the window. Looking up at me with a broad grin on her face knowing she had been caught I told her to come outside and join me. The sight of Robyn with the girl had had the desired effect on me and my cock was so hard in the constraints of the leather jeans I knew that I would need to do something about it soon. 

I was sitting back on the bike when Robyn finally exited the café. She climbed on the back and I started the machine and we rode further down the dusty road until we reached a rocky outcrop. I felt Robyn's hand come around the front of my jeans and it stopped directly on top of my straining cock. Leaning forward to my ear she whispered softly and seductively, "Turn off here Peter, I think we need to do something about this!" She giggled. Without any hesitation I turned the bike off the road onto a small pathway and headed up into the area of some rocks. Stopping the bike on its stand we dismounted and I walked Robyn over to a small area of rocks and turning her to face them. Reaching around her I removed her jacket dropping it to the floor. I ordered her to place her hands on the rock face then pushing her forward slightly so she was leaning forwards I looked down at the wonderful sight of her full bum cheeks under the skirt. She felt my hands lift the skirt and then felt my soft fingers in the waistband of her thong as I eased it down. She heard my zipper come down and within seconds I released my throbbing cock from its confined space and placing my hand around the thick shaft I started to stroke it. I was fully hard again within seconds and Robyn was aware that I knew exactly what I wanted and I would not take no for an answer. 

Leaning into her I slid by hardness aggressively straight into her wet pussy lips as she leaned further forward jutting her full bum cheeks further out towards me. Robyn gasped as she felt me enter her fully with my hands firmly holding her hips as I started to pump into her. I was so excited at the sight and feel of her that I only lasted about 30 strokes before shooting off into her hot snatch. My cum dribbled down her thigh as I pulled out and she grinned at me seductively before reaching down and lifting some onto her fingers and sliding them into her mouth as she grinned at me. Back on the bike we kissed softly before setting off again. 

The night was drawing in as we approached Jackson, a small town on the outskirts of Memphis. Slowing the bike in front of a cheap hotel I noted a number of other Harley's parked outside and placed ours next to them. Entering the hotel I noticed a group of what appeared to be five bikers in the bar area, all in leather and most with beards and long hair and like us, they too covered in dust from their journey. The men appeared to be Native American Indian with their tanned skin and jet black hair and they were accompanied by two girls also dressed in leather jeans and t shirts. 

I turned to ask Robyn if she wanted to go to the room to freshen up or if she fancied a drink first. Smiling at me and with a gleam in her eyes having looked into the bar area she smiled said she wanted a long cold drink. Following Robyn into the bar I saw her walking with her head held high and chest pushed out and wiggling her bum in the tight skirt with her legs looking love and shapely above the boots. Smiling to myself I ordered two beers as I casually looked around the room seeing that all the men couldn't take their eyes off my beautiful wife. I kissed Robyn on the cheek as she sat down at a table and suggested that I take the bags up to the room and would she be okay being left alone. She looked at me, her green eyes shining before looking at the others in the bar. 

"Oh!" She grinned, "I think I'll be fine. Don't hurry back!" She smiled again with the familiar twinkle in her eyes. As I exited the bar area I saw the men and girls move closer to Robyn and heard several offers to buy her a drink. 

My cock was starting to harden again in my leather trousers as I returned to the bar sometime later to see Robyn sitting at a table with one of the girls and four men. The other man and girl were kissing at another table. Someone had produced a pack of cards and was dealing them out. One of the bikers turned to look at me.

"Hey Man! Welcome!" He stood and offered me his hand. "I'm Marco!" I responded by shaking his hand. "Wanna join in?" Marco offered. "Sure!" I grinned and sat opposite to Robyn. Alongside me was the other girl and I couldn't help but notice her cheap perfume odour and her tarty appearance with short mini skirt and tight t shirt covering her small pert breasts. 

"Poker!" said Marco, the bearded biker as he introduced the group, Paul, Jed, Randy and Cleo. "Hi, y'all", said Cleo turning to give me a dazzling smile, her deep brown eyes looking very attractive. "And that's the lovers!! Shirley and Jim", she said pointing over to the other pair. "Lovely to meet you all", I responded in a typically British manner which gave them something to laugh about. "This is Robyn, and I am Peter". The greetings over we took our cards. "Poker!" Marco repeated, "As in strip poker!" There was a sudden silence around the room before all of us started to laugh and swigged our beers back. 

"And the winner takes all!" Marco continued as the laughter died down. Not being sure what he meant I was happy to play and saw that Robyn was too with a big smile on her beautiful face.

The cards were turned and I lost first, removing my t shirt to show my muscular torso, then Marco, Jed and Randy, all heavier than me and Randy being quite fat and his chest was covered in hair. My white skin seemed pale in comparison to their reddish brown skin Native American Indian appearances. Then it was Jed who lost pulling off his boots. The cards then turned the other way and Robyn lost. Standing, Robyn started to unbutton her vest top revealing a black low cut lace bra underneath. There were gasps of awe as the group saw her body for the first time. "Fuck, look at them udders!" Marco grinned. 

The black material looked awesome against Robyn's pale white skin with her huge breasts casting shadows deep into her cleavage. Smiling Robyn dropped the vest top on the floor and continued with the game. We continued to drink beer and eat pretzels until Randy and Jed were down to their underwear. Marco was still in jeans, Cleo was still fully dressed and Robyn had just lost again. Her boots were already off and Robyn had the difficult choice between her bra and skirt. 

Smiling at me as she stood Robyn released the button on her skirt before pulling it down to reveal her satin black thong. My cock was rock hard in my trousers as I looked at Robyn's beautiful body. And all the men couldn't take their eyes off her, as we ordered more beers. I swigged mine back trying to calm down as the atmosphere in the room became more sexually tense and conversations around the table became deeper. 

Cleo lost 3 times in a row, first removing her boots, then her tiny skirt to show red French panties followed by her T shirt to reveal her small but perfectly formed naked breasts. The barman locked the door and closed the window blinds. A bottle of whisky was placed in the middle of the table along with six small glasses and Marco poured the malt liquid into each glass. Much to my embarrassment I then lost and removed my leather trousers to reveal a big hard cock inside my tight black boxers. Embarrassed I sat down but suddenly felt Cleo's hand on my thigh under the table. 

Marco was next to loose and removed his jeans showing an even larger bulge than mine and then at the turn of the cards Robyn realised that she was the loser. She looked directly at me and I saw a smile curl on her lips. Lifting the small whisky glass she swigged back a shot of whisky before reaching up to the front of her bra and opening it. Her big beautiful 38D udders tumbled out and there was a gasp from all the men and Cleo at the size and shape of them. I noticed Marco's arm move and assumed that he had his hand on Robyn's thigh then saw Randy from the other side doing the same. I looked into Robyn's eyes and noticed that she had that beautiful far away and contented look on her face which had been created by a mixture of the alcohol, the heady atmosphere in the room and loving attention she was now receiving from the men closest to her. 

Glancing under the table I saw Robyn's legs were now parted slightly and that she had a tanned male hand at the top of each thigh belonging to her neighbouring players. I looked at Cleo who had that same look as she gazed at me, her hand sliding gently up my thigh. Taking further shots of whisky we all clinked glasses and emptied them before the final deal of the cards. "Winner takes all, remember!" Marco reminded everyone, as he flicked the cards to everyone around the table.




Biker Babe Ch. 01



Jed was the first to lose, sitting naked and sporting a half erect cock. He was followed by the fatter Randy, whose stomach was lolling forward almost covering his erect manhood and he resembled a hairy gorilla with his long greasy hair, beard and hairy chest and torso. Paul went next and sat with his hand on his long hard cock. It was only now the four of us left as the cards were dealt again. I looked at my hand and saw I had nothing. Looking across at Robyn I smiled as I announced that I was going to fold, placing my cards down on the table before standing to remove my tight boxers revealing my hard cut cock that was already smeared with pre-cum from the excitement of the events of the evening. 

Marco called to see what everyone had left. Both Marco and Cleo had 2 pairs of Kings and Aces each so were drawing in the game. Robyn then flicked over her cards to reveal a pair of queens. With a sparkle in her eyes she lifted her bum slightly from the seat and slid her thong down to the cheer of the room before sitting again waiting. 

"Winner, takes, all!" repeated Marco, "and we have two winners!" He looked across at Cleo. "What do you want to take Cleo?" He smiled across at her. She turned to me, looking me directly in the eye and smiling she turned back to Marco. "I take this nice British guy!" She drawled grinning mischievously and my cock jerked as I suddenly felt her hand close around my thickening shaft. 

I glanced over to Robyn and she smiled at me before winking. "Well, that means the rest of us, will be taking you, Robyn!" Marco purred with excitement before standing to remove his shorts revealing a big long hard cock of around 9 inches in length.

Cleo leaned up and kissed me on the cheek before taking a glass of whisky and pouring it straight over the tip of my cock. She giggled before plunging her mouth down onto me and sucking hard around the head and shaft drinking in the mixture of the whisky and my precum bobbing her head up and down slowly on my swollen member, her tongue lapping at the head. 

I watched across the table while Robyn still sat as Marco stood before her and roughly manhandling her heavy breasts before forcing his long cock into her open mouth. I watched in awe as Robyn excitedly swallowed him down deep throating him, before sliding it out with her hands around the base of the thick shaft then back in. As he did this, Jed removed Cleo's panties and thrust a finger into her pussy as she continued to suck me. Randy came around the back of Robyn and pushed his short fat cock across her face. Paul in the meantime crouched between Robyn's legs and started to finger her roughly while sucking at her nipples. 

Robyn looked up and taking hold of each tanned cock in her hands pressed them together before running her lips and tongue over the two cock heads before sliding one in and out before replacing it with the other as she licked and sucked hard at each. Robyn then opened her mouth wide and attempted to take both at once into her soft wet mouth. My cock jerked furiously in Cleo's hot mouth as I saw the cock heads of both cocks disappear into my wife's gorgeous hot mouth with her cheeks bulging with the two cocks engorging her mouth. Marco and Randy stood alongside each other as Robyn sucked them both together and as she did each of the men had one hand reaching down roughly pulling at her breasts and nipples. Moments later both men looked at each other before their mouths met in a deep kiss, their mouth open and the hair of their beards mingling together. Robyn continued to suck and slurp at them as they kissed each other. 

Jed was now licking at Cleo's pussy and she was writhing around as she sucked my cock. I was close to cumming and could tell she was too. Lifting her head I told her to kneel on the floor which she did. Marco broke away from Robyn and ordered her to do the same. Sheepishly Robyn went down on all fours next to Cleo. She smiled across at Cleo before turning her head to plant a kiss on her lips. Robyn's heavy melons were handing down with her engorged nipples almost touching the floor below. Paul knelt in front of Robyn as Jed did the same to Cleo feeding their hard cocks into the hungry mouths. Marco, in the meantime moved around the back and looked at both Robyn's and Cleo's beautiful bums in the air. 

Slapping them both the girls giggled despite having their mouths full of cock. Randy then moved behind Cleo and slid his hard fat cock into her hot pussy penetrating her as she squealed with pleasure sucking hard on Jed's cock. Marco moved behind Robyn as I went forward too. Suddenly pushing me out of the way he reminded me that the winner takes all! I watched as his hard cock slid straight into my wife's hot pussy which was already dripping with her own juices. She squirmed as he entered her due to his size while still sucking hard in Paul's cock. Looking across I saw Paul suddenly grab Robyn's head forcing her to deep throat him as he started to fuck her face before his body convulsed and he obviously started to shoot hot cum down her throat. 

I noticed Robyn gagging and trying to get him out but he was having none of it and continued to pound mouth with his cock before finally letting her head go and pulling his now limp cock from her mouth. Cum dribbled out of Robyn's mouth and onto the floor below and she looked hot and bothered but still writhing with Marco's cock pounding her pussy. Pulling her legs from under her Marco forced Robyn onto the floor on her front and laid his weight on top of her back. Sliding his long hard cock in and out of her pussy he started to jolt as he too came deep into Robyn, his body contorted above hers as he shot his load. She appeared to cum at nearly the same time writhing under his weight and he lifted off her and stood. Cleo was now lying on her back and had had Randy come in her pussy and now it was Jed's turn. He came with a grunt.

Some time later the four men dressed and left the bar with smiles on their faces. I helped both Robyn and Cleo to their feet and once we were all dressed we decided to take the whisky and go up to our hotel room. 

It was as I was leaving the bar that I noticed some playing cards, all kings and aces, under the chair where Marco had been sitting. What a cheat! I smiled!

When we arrived at the room, I opened the door and Robyn entered followed by Cleo. Closing it behind us I set the whisky down on a small table next to a window and poured 3 glasses. The girls looked hot and tired so I suggested that they might want to get freshened up while I lay back on the bed turning on the TV and sipping my drink. Although I hadn't cum yet I had calmed down after leaving the bar and was looking forward to a quiet night. I could tell, however by the look in Robyn's eyes that she had other ideas as she disappeared with Cleo into the small bathroom and I heard the shower being put on, amongst giggles of fun that they were obviously having together.

I started to doze on the bed and woke to hear them giggling together, still in the bathroom. Walking to the door I peeped in and saw they were both naked and surrounded by bubbles sitting either end of the bath facing each other. They were chatting and drinking the whisky and the room was lit with candles that had been placed all around the bath. Robyn looked gorgeous as her blonde hair fell down the back of the bath and her breasts gave the appearance of floating like giant beach balls in the water. Her nipples were pink with the heat of the water and she was smiling as they chatted. Cleo was also smiling and her hair was wet and drawn back from her face, her pert nipples pointing up, out of the water. 

I noticed that her leg was stretched out and her foot was in at Robyn's pussy then I realised that she was doing the same to her with her legs. I smiled as I realised that whilst they were chatting and having fun they were also fucking each other with their feet. Suddenly Cleo knelt up in bath, the bubbles and water running down her slim body dripping into the bath water. Her breasts looked cute with her pert nipples red and firm dripping with water in the heat of the room. She leaned forward and planted a kiss onto Robyn's lips and as my excitement grew as I watched Robyn's mouth open and accepted Cleo's willing tongue into her mouth. As she did this Cleo reached forward planting her small hands onto Robyn's huge buoyant breasts covering the nipples which I saw respond by firming under her touch. 

I was getting very aroused watching them but seeing the two of them enjoying yourselves I decided not to interfere but just enjoy being the voyeur instead as I stroked my hardening manhood. They were both moaning and murmuring as they kissed and I saw that Cleo had moved her hand under the water and between Robyn's legs. Robyn suddenly stopped her and moving, sat on the edge of the bath on the shelf. Water trickled down from her big breasts with erect nipples and her back was arched as she leaned back with her thighs apart. Cleo's face went immediately down between her legs as she reached her hands up onto Robyn's fat udders. She was licking and slurping at her pussy as she caressed her huge melons and in turn Robyn covered Cleo's hands with hers, caressing her fleshy mounds too. 

Robyn started to moan as Cleo continued to eat her out, licking and kissing her hot pussy and I saw Robyn's back arch further and body tighten as an orgasm ripped through her gorgeous body. As she started to cum Robyn reached down and grasping Cleo by the hair literally pulled Cleo's face deeper into her pussy as she screamed out and the juices flowed liberally. Cleo continued to lick and suck at Robyn eating her pussy and tasting her sweet succulent juices. I was rock hard watching them but knew that if I continued to wank then I would shoot off almost immediately. I released my cock from my grip and resisted touching myself. 

The sight of the two beautiful women in the candlelight with their wet skin shining yellow and with darker shadows being cast around the room by the flickering of the candle lights was incredibly erotic. And the sight of Cleo taking full advantage of my beautiful and very willing wife who was writhing in pleasure was almost too much for me to bear. Cleo came up from Robyn's pussy and started to lick and suck her nipples which started her orgasmic spasms off again with loud moans coming out from between her gorgeous full soft lips. Cleo leaned forward and kissed her deeply full on the mouth as their breasts were squashed against each other as the two of them cuddled and caressed. 

I returned to the bed and undressing I got in. I could still hear them as they got out of the bath before drying themselves and walking naked into the bedroom. Both of them had oiled each other all over and their gorgeous bodies glistened in the light. They were totally naked and looking glorious. Cleo climbed in beside me and Robyn did the same on the other side of me. Both cuddling close, I could feel their warm soft oily skin against mine. I felt Robyn's soft lips against my skin and earlobe as her hair tickled my shoulder. 

My wife knew that ear play really turns me on and my cock was growing very quickly as I felt her tongue enter my ear tickling it with light brushes of the tip. I then felt Cleo kissing my cheek on the other side and working her way down onto my neck. I was in absolute heaven as two gorgeous girls were kissing and touching me. This was every man's dream. Robyn leaned forward and licked across my chest lingering on my nipples and then down onto my tummy. I could feel her heavy udders leaning on my tummy which was another huge turn on for me. I felt my legs being lifted and a hand running under my cock onto my full heavy balls. I wasn't sure if it was my darling wife Robyn or Cleo but I didn't care either, the feeling was so good and intense. I just lay on the bed feeling totally helpless but also totally satisfied with the feelings that I was experiencing.

Robyn's face was now down near to my cock head as I felt a soft hand entwine the shaft. I then felt another hand move from my balls further back into the crack of my bum. I tried to open my legs further as I saw Cleo move to kneel between my legs, her hands under my bum. Leaning down she started to suck my balls as I felt her finger brush gently against my tight arse button. As she did this I felt Robyn's familiar soft lips brush against the head of my cock and pre cum oozed out at the soft touch running slowly down and lubricating the shaft. Cleo slid her finger around my bum hole and I almost came as Robyn opened your lips to lick the head of my cock. 

Cleo was now sucking on my balls and playing with my arse as my wife licked and sucked on my big fat knob. I couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly felt Cleo penetrate my tight hole with her finger as Robyn sucked me hard into your hot wet mouth. I reached down and pulling her face away I shot a huge load of cum up over my body hitting myself on my chin and chest and splattering cum across Robyn's beautiful big breasts. My body continued to tremble as an orgasm ripped through me. I lay exhausted but could tell that the girls hadn't had enough as they both came back up to kiss me before eating the cum off my chest and kissing me and each other with my cum in their mouths. My cock was starting to harden again as I watched Cleo lay back and Robyn leant across her just above her face. She opened her mouth just above Cleo's and dribbled some cum down into Cleo's mouth. Kissing her softly Robyn then straddled Cleo's body in a 69 position, her huge heavy breasts dangling down onto Cleo's flat tummy and Robyn started to eat her friends pussy in a frenzy and she did the same to my wife. 

This was such an erotic sight that I was rock hard again, watching the girls eating each other out and seeing their beautiful bodies entwined in such a wonderful position. I wanted Robyn so badly at that point but I also wanted Cleo! I could tell Cleo was close to coming and moved around to the edge of the bed so I could see Robyn's tongue inside her. Kneeling I placed my cock against Cleo's pussy lips and as I watched Robyn lick the tip then concentrate her efforts on her swollen clitty I eased my thick cock head into Cleo's pussy lips. She groaned loudly as I did. Robyn continued to lick and suck at her clit as I penetrated her pussy fully with my thick cock before started to pump in and out hard and deep, going deeper with each stroke. Cleo's body suddenly tensed as she began to cum, her juices wrapping themselves around my hard cock. 

She was screaming as her body shuddered under Robyn's expert tongue and she seemed to cum over and over, spurt after spurt. I pulled out and moved quickly positioning myself behind my wife's beautiful big bum, sliding my now rampant cock, covered in Cleo's cum, into her tight pussy as she leaned back. Cleo released her mouth from Robyn's pussy and positioned herself under her huge dangling melons. She squeezed the fleshy orbs as she licked and sucked on her engorged sensitive nipples at the same time as I pumped into my wife's hot well used cunt with my hard cock. I started to cum seconds before my wife and felt the muscles within her tight canal tighten around my thick shaft almost milking me and making me cum more and more. I held her tight as we hit orgasm together I collapsed on top of her and pulled her close to me.

We slept after that and when we awoke Cleo had left us and taken her stuff. 

It was morning and time to hit the road again.

Part 2 to follow



Biker Bar



The liquidity of heat rising from the road gives an eery feeling of walking under water as Diane begins to regret her decision of a cross country road trip east on her spring break. Being stranded in the Arizona desert wasn't a priority on her agenda. She ignored cautions about having her car checked prior to the trip and is angry with herself about it now.

In the shimmering distance, there appears to be a place of refuge from the heat. Diane quickens her stride hoping it isn't one of the fabled mirages she has heard about. Sweat trickles from the back of her neck, over her shoulders and down into the cleavage of her breasts. She is tempted to remove her bra and get relief from the slight breeze but has second thoughts now that 'civilization' is in sight. Unbuttoning the top three buttons, she fans her breasts with the open material. She curses herself for wearing the short skirt. Her legs seem to be scorching in the unbearable heat. Calf muscles are cramping as the shoes she chose to wear weren't for walking long distances.

Diane is almost exhausted when she arrives at what appears to be a deserted gas station. She hears music from a jukebox and searches out the source. Behind the gas station is a rundown, dirty establishment. The door is open but she can't see into the darkness. She notices four motorcycles parked out front and an early model Ford parked at the side of the building. Diane's misery outweighs her timidity and she makes her way to the open door. She feel a rush of hot air escaping from the doorway and is grateful for the fact that it's moving. Her blouse is almost totally wet, front and back, with sweat. The oscillating fan cools the sweat on her chest making her nipples stand proudly. Diane is unaware of the sight she presents entering the bar.

Silently standing just inside the bar, her eyes adjust to the lack of glaring sun. Seeing the bar, she tentatively glides over too it as the barkeeper asks if he can help her. Four heads turn to see who the barkeeper is talking to. Diane glances at the four men with dirty sunburned faces and stammers that her car is broke down on the road and she needs a phone to call for some assistance. There is a long moment of silence and Diane can almost feel the leering lusty gazes of the men. She feels ashamed to be standing there in her condition totally helpless. Her blouse, wet with sweat, clings to her stomach and back providing an outline of her bra encased breasts. A chilling thought flashes in the back of her mind reminding her she thought about removing it due to the heat outside. Pulling the wet blouse from her skin, she breathes a subliminal sigh of relief she hadn't removed it. Suddenly, she remembers the buttons and nervously fastens them with trembling fingers. The low mumblings of the men combined with their lusty stares makes her uneasy and she wonders if they can see her legs trembling. A blush starts at her neck and moves to her face. She hopes it isn't visible in the dim light.

The barkeeper nods his head to one side and mumbles "Phone's there". Walking to the end of the bar, feeling the combined gazes of the men almost stripping her clothes off, she sees the entrance to a back room. The green surface of a pool table is brightly lit by a low hanging light. Just inside the entrance, Diane turns to see a pay phone hanging on the wall. Fumbling for change, her trembling fingers can seem to grasp the coins. Sensing someone behind her, she looks to see >one of the younger of the four men right behind her. She is startled and drops her change purse. Squatting down to pick it up, she sees the man squat down too. He is more interested in her bare thighs disappearing under her short skirt than he is picking up her change. She tries pulling her skirt down to no avail. He sees flashes of her crotch as she quickly moves her knees from side to side as she retrieves the change scattered on the floor. The back of the loose skirt falling to the floor afforded a view of stretched mounds of her buttocks as she squatted. Glimpses of pussy lips swallowing the crotch of the thong she is wearing excites the man and he boldly places a hand on top of her thigh in an attempt to open her knees for a better look.

Cowering below the phone, she nervously asks him to stop what he is doing. He stands and she thinks he is giving up then suddenly hears a zipper being undone. She doesn't dare look as the man groans as he pulling out his cock. He asks her if she wants to suck it and she is shocked beyond belief at the scene being played out. Diane isn't a virgin by any means but her experience is limited to a back seat rendezvous with her high school sweetheart prior to going to college. The fascination of sex wasn't a priority with her as the few experiences she had were of a fumbling boy, eager for his own pleasure. She had been told in her strict upbringing sex was dirty and not something to take pleasure in and nice girls didn't have sex unless they were planning on a family.

She didn't quite know what to do and was hoping the barkeeper would come to her aid wondering if she had found the phone. It was the only hope she could cling to. Temporarily relieved, she noticed another figure in the doorway. To her dismay, it was another biker satisfying his curiosity. An evil grin appeared on his face when he saw the positions they were in. He asked the younger man if she was any good. He replied that he was just about to find out. Both the men grabbed each of Diane's arms and pulled her to her feet. They ignored her pleas to stop as they bent her over the edge of the pool table. Her squirming and trying to escape forced the older one to move to the other side of the table and stretch her arms out holding her still. His insincere mutterings for her to calm herself did nothing to relieve her anguish. Diane felt her skirt being lifted from the back exposing her buttocks. She immediately began trying to get up again. The other man held her wrists tightly preventing her from standing up. Reaching behind himself, he found the handcuffs he was carrying and expertly slapped them on her wrists. Now he could hold her still with on hand on the chain and had the other hand free.

The younger man produced a buck knife and slowly ran the cold blade over Diane's quivering buttock. The fear of being stabbed immobilized her. All she could do was shake and tremble. The goosebumps on her buttocks seemed to inspire the man behind her. Soon she felt the blade slip under the waistband of the thong and suddenly it was no longer around her waist but dangling on the floor connected to her ankle. Panic enveloped her and she was in such a state she couldn't even cry out. The younger man placed his feet inside Diane's forcing her to spread her legs. He spit on his fingers and roughly slid them into her pussy, not waiting for her to get excited enough for natural lubrication. Diane yelped in surprise and pain. Twisting his fingers inside her was a feeble attempt at lubing her pussy for his onslaught. Removing his fingers, he sniffed at them and told the other man she really smelled like she was ready. More cries and pleas from Diane went unheard.

The younger man again spat on his fingers and lubed the head of his cock and part of his shaft. He placed the head of his cock into her slit, spread her buttocks and roughly slid it inside her pussy. He could feel her muscles clenching, attempting to prevent his penetration of her. He groaned with lust saying she was teasing him. The other man laughed gruffly and told him to hurry up and fuck her. Diane looked up to see her other captor with his cock in his hand, stroking it to full extension. She dreaded to think what he had in mind once he was fully hard.

With slow deliberate strokes, the younger man finally impaled Diane on his cock. He was in her full length and his dangling balls slapped against the edge of the pool table. This seemed to spur him on. Seeing her pink pucker gave him a idea. He gathered saliva in his mouth then let it drip slowly onto the pucker. It pooled in the slight indent then began running down to the cock roughly sliding in and out of her. It was somewhat of a relief to get some added lubrication to the shaft pistoning in her body. Suddenly she felt something at the entrance of her asshole. The man was rubbing the saliva around the hole with his thumb and pressing it in to her. Diane felt totally violated and humiliated as the tip of his thumb slid into her virgin asshole. She tried pulling her hips away from him but found it impossible. She felt like she needed to go to the bathroom with his thumb in her ass. She also noted her pussy felt tighter around the cock relentlessly slid up her now dampening channel. She could hear the man's hips slapping against her buttocks as he increased his speed to satisfy his animal lust. Diane could hardly catch her breath as she was being pounded from the rear. The edge of the pool table was forcing her breath from her with each stroke.

Suddenly, there was a grunt from behind her and the pounding ceased immediately. She was fully stuffed with his cock and could feel it grow inside her, throbbing furiously, as he emptied the contents of his balls deep inside her clenching pussy. The warm sticky cum lubed her insides and it seemed the pain went away the slicker it became. The man put both hands on her buttocks again, slowly withdrawing from her body. She felt the cum cool quickly as he rubbed his cum coated cock on her leg in and attempt to clean himself up. Hearing "It's your turn" filled her with more anxiety. The men changed places but it was different this time. Diane was rolled over on to her back and the other man grabbed both her legs and put them on his shoulders. The younger man had taken his pants off and climbed on the table straddling her chest. Leaning forward, he pushed her arms to full extension and teasingly rubbed the head of his softening cock against her tightly closed lips.

Diane felt the other man plunge his cock into her now well lubed pussy. She was, at least, grateful for the cum lubing her sore hole. Rolling her head from side to side trying to avoid the cock that was to invade her mouth did nothing but stimulate it making it hard again. The musky smell of his cum on it disgusted her and she was determined to have no part of it. He told her she would have it in her mouth if it was the last thing she did. There was no use to fight what she wanted anyway. Diane couldn't understand why he thought she would want his slimey cock in her mouth. The thoroughly rough fucking she was getting from the man between her legs caused a sudden intake of breath and the man atop her decided it was time to fill her mouth. Diane jerked away again and the man slapped her telling her to open her mouth. Reluctantly she did so and felt the tip of his cock slide between her lips. She was told to suck and lick it which she did tentatively at first.

The man between her legs slowed his stroking and began rubbing Diane's clit with his thumb. Slowly but surely and against her will, Diane's clit became hard. She couldn't control the involuntary blood flow to her clit making it stiff. She was fighting the lust slowly building inside her. Mind racing, her she wondered why she was getting so excited being brutalized in this way. She felt dirty and used but had just about lost her strength and desire to resist. She felt if she didn't resist and let them have their way with her, it would be over soon and she would be allowed to leave.

Seeing two more shadows in the doorway told her the ordeal was far from being over. She closed her eyes and tears raced down the sides of her face as the cock in her mouth pistoned faster and faster and the grunts and heavy breathing of the man violating her mouth reached her ears. The man's humping motion on her chest hardened her nipples and they were beginning to get sore rubbing against the material of her bra. The man stiffened and slid his cock deep into her throat. She could feel it throbbing again and couldn't help but try to swallow in an attempt to catch her breath. This cause the man to go crazy and he began urging her to swallow is cock. Diane felt the now familiar growing and increased throbbing of his cock as he released the dregs of his balls into her throat. Although she couldn't taste it, she felt the thin slimey substance hit the back of her throat, coating it as it dripped it's way to her stomach. She gagged again and he took it as an invitation to drive his cock deeper into her mouth. Shaking her head violently, she finally convinced him she couldn't breathe and he slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth. The trail of cum he left on her tongue was salty and slightly bitter. This was her first experience of tasting someone's cum and wished it had been her boyfriend's as she had planned to give him this pleasure as a surprise after talking about it for a few months.

The younger man got off her chest and produced the buck knife again. Diane's eyes got big seeing it not knowing what he was going to do with it again. He slipped the knife under the material of the bra and with an upward yank, the material was cut and her pert breasts moved slightly to her arm pits. Her nipples were swollen and red, standing erectly. Goosebumps immediately formed on the freshly exposed flesh and another blush of embarrassment consumed Diane's body. He fondles her firm breast for a moment, the roughly squeezing it lowers his mouth to the nipple. With circular motions, his tongue leaves a slight wet trail causing the nipple to strain more. Closing his mouth over it, he sucks hard and continues with a flicking motion across the tip of her nipple. Diane involuntarily arches her back allowing him to freely suck her highly sensitive flesh into his mouth. She suddenly pulls back when he takes it in his teeth and begins to bite down on it. Surprisingly, Diane feels a sudden gush of warmth in her lower abdomen. She doesn't understand the link between her nipple and the sudden feeling of extreme pleasure she has just experienced. The man between her legs comments that the younger guy must have found her trigger. He noticed the decrease in friction immediately and picked up his stroking pace again.

Feeling the warm wave of pleasure permeating throughout her body, she gives in to the feeling and feels her hips rising to meet the thrust of the cock pounding her ever increasing dampness in her pussy. The one between her legs puts his hands under Diane's ass pulling her up to his thrusts. He tenses and empties his balls into her now dripping depths. Feeling his cum splashing inside her causes a flood of excitement from her head, down her body and culminating in her pussy. It was an explosion within her body she hadn't felt before. She started grunting like an animal as the wave of pleasure washed over her. She wondered if this was the feeling of an orgasm. She could feel the softening cock slowly slide from her still spasming pussy and the flow of hot liquid that dripped out of her pussy and coursed it's way down over her asshole and drip in long strings to the floor. She could feel another wave of excitement taking over her body as the third man replaced the older man.

The familiar sound of zipper reached her ears and she felt the third man running his fingers around her asshole, presumably lubing them with the cum she was expelling from her pussy. She felt pressure at the entrance to her asshole and gasped deeply with surprise as he slid the full length of his finger into her ass. Loud moans of pain and ecstasy filled the room as he twisted his finger round and round lubing the inner walls of her anus. He pressed his hard cock into her momentarily to lube it with spent cum then pressed the slick head against the virgin orifice. Diane all but screamed out NO and the younger man covered her mouth. The third man forced the tip of his cock into her straining ass and Diane began panting heavily with sighs and moans of protest.

She could feel the head of his cock slip past the inner ring of her sphincter and proceed deeper into her bowels. She, now more than ever, felt like she needed to shit. The older man had crawled onto the pool table and was sucking Diane's free nipple. She wondered how much more of this she could take without totally going insane. The younger man began rubbing her clit and alternately running two fingers in and out of her still dripping pussy. The third man had worked his way full length into her ass and began a steady stroke. Diane found a rhythm of her own with the stroking cock. As he pulled out of her ass, she tightened the muscle to keep from shitting. It also served as a milking squeeze on his cock. On the inward stroke, she found it exciting to relax the muscle and let the hard throbbing cock fill her rectum again. She was getting a perverse but pleasurable sensation from this. She asked herself if this was what being a slut meant.

The older man tired of Diane's nipple and straddled her head, facing her feet. His drooping cock was placed over her nose and he reached under her head lifting it to his soaked balls. She was told to suck on his balls and if she bit down she would severely regret it. Diane's tongue flicked out to touch the cum matted underneath of his balls. His cum tasted different than the first and Diane realized she was tasting her cum mixed with his. She opened her mouth and obediently sucked one ball into her mouth licking it clean and then the other. The third man was hard again by this time and he unceremoniously pushed the head of his cock into Diane's mouth. Diane pulled her >head back and straightened her throat for his cock. He pushed in full length with one stroke taking her by surprise. Her involuntary gag reflex opened her throat again and the man smiled seeing her stomach convulsing with the retching in her throat.

Diane was being steadily stroked in her mouth and in her ass. Her lust was building to a crescendo. Again, the familiar feeling of swelling cock and the pulsating rythme of cum being emptied into her throat. As the older man attempted withdrawal, Diane sucked as hard as she could to get the last drop from his quickly softening cock. There was an audible pop as his cock escaped her hungry mouth. There were two unanswered questions that flashed through Diane's mind. She wondered why the older man why the older man was holding her wrists down again. She thought it would have been obvious she was no longer resisting. The other thought was why the fourth man was still standing in the doorway. Her attention was recaptured by the third man's increasing assault on her asshole. His animal grunts and swelling cock told her she was about to receive the first load of cum from a stranger in her ass. His cock swelled to the point of stretching her asshole to it's limits. Although it was slightly lubed, stretching to this point began to hurt. She fought against the stretching by clenching her sphincter which increased his lust and speed for release. Finally, and thankfully she thought, his load filled her like an enema. She had never felt her asshole so slimey and slippery. Feeling full with the cum in her ass pushed her over the edge again and juice gushed from her pussy wetting the man's lower stomach. Everyone laughed thinking she was so excited that she peed on him. Diane knew this wasn't the case. She had never cum this hard in her life and didn't know it was possible to ejaculate.

Another audible pop as the third man quickly exited her ass. He looked to see his cum dripping but she tightened her muscle which resulted in her squirting his cum onto the floor. The fourth man moved to the side of the pool table. He began unbuttoning his shirt. Diane was surprised when the shirt was opened to reveal small but well rounded female breasts. The woman began smiling at Diane as she unsnapped her belt and pants and slid them over her slim hips. Diane must have had a look of apprehension bordering on panic because the woman told her it wouldn't hurt a bit. Diane had never thought of having an encounter with a woman. The thought was totally alien to her. Her body trembled with fear and admittedly a little excitement as the woman slowly put a knee on the pool table. Diane caught a glimpse of her bald wet slit glisten in >the light as she positioned herself in a kneeling position on the pool table. The woman slung one knee over Diane's head, supported herself on one hand, and with the other spread the lips of her pussy until her clit popped out from under it's protective hood. Her blood engorged clit was red with what seemed to be a straining white tip on it. The woman told Diane to suck her clit like the slut she was. Diane didn't make a move so the woman slowly lowered her pussy to >Diane's mouth. A couple of errant drops of her wet pussy fell to Diane's chin. It was Diane's first look of a completely turned on woman's pussy. She wondered if her pussy looked the same in it's present condition.




Biker Bar



The woman slowly and deliberately pressed her pussy to Diane's mouth telling her to use her tongue. Diane gave the woman's clit a tentative lick. The woman arched her back, lifted her head and sucked air into her lungs through clenched teeth. "Give me some more tongue like that", the woman seethed. Again Diane licked her clit with the same result. The woman tired of teasing herself and ground her pussy lips to Diane's mouth. Diane was told to fuck that pussy with her tongue. To Diane's surprise, after the initial bitter taste of the pussy before her, it really wasn't an unpleasant taste. Slowly Diane began lapping like a kitten at a bowl of milk. The woman's grinding hips increased it's pressure on her Diane's mouth. Finally, with a stiff tongue, Diane plunged her tongue deep as possible into the woman's pussy. Tremors shook her body as she tried forcing more of Diane's tongue into her hot pussy.

The woman lay down on Diane's body pressing her breasts and stiff nipples into her stomach. Writhing around on Diane as she probed the drenching pussy above her with stiffened tongue. The woman lowered her head to Diane's pussy, put her arms around her spread legs and ran her fingers over Diane's cum soaked lips. She found Diane's clit, massaged it until it too popped out of it's protective shield. She looked up and gave the men a wanton grin then lowered her mouth to the stiff clit she had produced. Sucking it into her mouth made Diane emit guttural groans. Her hips bucked up to the woman's mouth wanting more of her wet pussy licked and sucked. The woman pulled her head back and with a powerful suction stretched Diane's clit and pussy lips to full extension then letting them pop back to a quivering, glistening position. Spreading Diane open as far as possible, the woman dipped her stiff tongue deep into the slit of Diane's pussy. Spasms rocked Diane as she felt a woman's tongue inside her for the first time. She felt like she wanted to pee but fought to control it.

The woman rubbed her face in Diane's pussy and Diane did the same to hers. She was learning something from this woman and was in fact enjoying it much better than the roughness she had experienced with the men. Suddenly, the woman spread Diane's buttocks and plunged her tongue into her ass still dripping cum. The woman was licking her man's cum from Diane's asshole and it drove Diane into another orgasm. Her quivering body was uncontrollable now. All she could do was let the woman grind her pussy into her face until she came. The flood of juice from the woman was more than she could take and it ran down both sides of her mouth and on to her neck. Diane tried licking as much up as she could but thought she would drown with the amount being produced.

An alarm clock was going off loudly in Diane's ear and she couldn't figure out why. Suddenly, she jerked to a sitting position, checked her surroundings and shut the alarm clock off. She was in her bed in the dorm room. She noticed the sheets were all wet and wondered what had happened. Diane hated waking in a groggy daze like this. It ruined her whole day. She looked at the clock, swore to herself and mumbled something about having to be at the airport in two hours and she hadn't packed yet.



Biker Bar



Meeting you in that bar on Friday reminded me of the one time that I went into a bar totally alone. I had been extremely depressed about my relationship with Bob and while driving home from work I decided I needed to do something to shake myself out of that depression. I decided to go into a bar and sit and have a drink at the bar all by myself. I had never done that before. I had only ever walked into a bar alone when I expected to meet someone there.

I stopped at this really nasty looking bar and by nasty I mean the kind that had 20 motorcycles parked outside. I have no idea why I chose that one. I was dressed in a business suit and would be very conspicuous, but I didn’t care or maybe I really didn’t give it much thought.

I walked in and without really looking anyone in the eye, I headed for the first empty stool and sat down. The bartender came over and asked me what I wanted to drink. I was grateful that the music wasn’t too loud so I didn’t have to stand up and lean in closer to him so he could hear that I wanted a Coors Light (of course).

I gulped down the entire bottle of beer and the bartender immediately brought me another one. I drank half of that one before I had the courage to glance at the two guys sitting on either side of me. The guy to my right was too busy talking to his friend to notice me. I was startled to see the guy on my left was reading a book. He was too busy reading his book to notice that I was looking at him. He was wearing black leather pants and a white tight-fitting t-shirt. He was bald with a wide, very tanned face. His arms were extremely muscular and hard. I was over come with the ache of the need to fuck someone and my panties became wet. 

I was embarrassed by my immediate attraction to this stranger so I averted my eyes and glanced over his shoulder at the dance floor. I spontaneously spit out my beer all over him. The dance floor was filled with all men. I had walked into a gay bar, a gay, biker bar no less!

The poor guy reading the book put it down and started to clean off the beer that had sprayed in a fine mist all over him from my mouth. I furiously apologized and began wiping him off with a wad of napkins I had grabbed. I kept saying, “I am so sorry, I am so sorry,” while I attempted to dry him off. During my frantic clean-up my hand brushed his crotch and my face turned very hot. I didn’t know if it was from having touched a total stranger’s leather covered penis or from the fact this total stranger was experiencing a hard-on! He grabbed my hand and held it to his crotch. I felt his cock get even larger. My mouth dropped open as I stared down at the bulge in his pants. He grabbed my head and pulled it close to him. He placed his lips close to my ear and whispered, “I’m not gay. Now you need to clean me up.”

He took my hand and pulled me into the ladies restroom. It was empty. He ripped open his shirt and said, “Clean me off.” To tell you the truth, I was still in shock so I did the very first thing that jumped into my head. I started licking the beer off his chest. My licking turned to sucking and small bites and I heard him moan. 

I shoved my hand down the front of his leather pants and it was my turn to moan. He had no underwear on. I stroked his cock up and down and moaned again at the smoothness of his large, hard cock.

As I continued to pump his cock gently, he pulled my face to his and kissed me hard on the lips. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and held it hard. I don’t know how, but he thrust his hands under my skirt and ripped the panty hose off my body. He tossed the stockings onto the floor. He held me tight around the waist with his left arm and in one motion shoved his right hand down into my panties and his middle finger into my pussy. My knees buckled as my pussy clenched around his finger. He held me up so I wouldn’t fall and I raised my right foot and braced it against the sink. He shoved his finger into my pussy even further and begin to stroke it in and out. My pussy was so wet I felt it drip down the inside of my thigh.

I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I placed both of my hands around his cock. My right hand held it taut around the base. My left hand stroked his cock up and down. I teased the head by twirling my thumb around it. The feel of the moist tip of his cock made me want him more. I let go of his cock and pulled his hands out of my panties. I got down on my knees and grabbed his cock again. I put my mouth on the tip of his penis and slowly sucked it all the way into my mouth.

He tasted so good. I licked and sucked and pulled on his cock for at least five minutes. Each time I had his entire cock in my mouth he would say ‘fuck’ in a low growl. Just when I thought I was about to taste his cum, he pulled my head off his cock. He lifted me up and turned us around so I was facing the sink. He bent me at the waist and tore my underwear off.

I spread my legs wide and raised my ass against him. I braced myself against the mirror above the sink with my hands as he shoved his cock into my pussy from behind. He slowly pulled his cock out to the very tip and then shoved it in hard again. As he slowly pulled out and shoved in hard, his finger twirled my clit. It was my turn to whisper ‘fuck’.

My entire body shook as I came with the flick of his finger on my clit and his cock deep inside my pussy. My pussy tightened around his cock with my orgasm and he came so hard I could feel his cum hit the inside of my pussy. We stood there with his cock inside of me for a few minutes trying to slow down our breathing.

I leaned against the mirror with my eyes closed as he slowly pulled out of me. I listened to the sound of his zipper going up. With my eyes still closed, he turned me around and pulled me close to him. He kissed my lips and his tongue found mine. We kissed for a minute more and then he pulled away. He left the bathroom buttoning his shirt.

My panties and stockings were too destroyed to wear so I threw them into the trash and pulled my skirt down. I walked out of the ladies room and looked around the room. He was gone. I walked by the bar and saw that he had left money for my beer. 

I walked out of the bar and got into my car. I went home and slept more soundly that I had in a very long time. My problems were not solved, but I was able to look at things a bit differently after that and didn’t take life quite so seriously all the time.



Biker Bar Friends



"Stop it!" Maddy exclaimed as she swatted at my hand, which was copping a feel as I turned the corner in the car, while she was putting the finishing touches on her doll mask makeup that was so popular among her friends. I promptly ignored her and resumed squeezing her left tit.

"I can't help it. You are too beautiful, my dear. Especially when dressed to the nines for a night out on the town." My eyes raked over Maddy, her luscious body, that 35C-26-35 package of delight trying to drive me mad with the curves and shapes it induced in the red knit dress she had spray painted on. I could see the dark outlines of what I guessed was the lingerie I had just bought for her last weekend, feel it's lace underneath my fingertips. Her perfect legs, covered in dark hose, led to her perfect ass. I had to force myself to drive, but I glanced at her as much as I could. It couldn't be five years yet could it? Married, in near bliss, for all that time. If most of us could only be so lucky.

"Tom and Carol said this is a great place, a once in a lifetime experience. They promised to meet us here at nine." Maddy drawled as she applied her makeup. How can you improve perfection? I didn't know, but somehow she always managed to do so. How could I, or anyone, resist her charms? Tom had managed to, which drove Maddy nuts. Carol was no dog, a radiant beauty of a blonde, who was warm and willing with anyone, Maddy had confided to me years ago. Tom seemed untouchable. As for anyone who didn't at least try to make a pass at Maddy, I worried if Carol would soon be shocked to find out he was gay. 

"It's the Dog's Breath Club, down on Fourth, down by the wharf. Do you remember the directions to get there dear?" Maddy taunted.


"It's not a good part of town. I'd better remember, or we are in real serious fucking trouble dear. Not the kind of danger you can just flirt your way out of either. Serious people who want serious stuff." I somberly intoned.


"Haven't met a man yet I couldn't wrap around my little finger. Had a whole football team like that my senior year." Maddy boasted.


"Yes, my love, but is that where you perfected your love-making skills? Is that where you learned to give those miraculous patented blow jobs?" I taunted.

"I'll never tell. My lips are sealed. With cum!" Maddy laughed. We parked in the parking structure, and went out the door into the back alley. Row after row of large motorcycles, some new, some barely able to ride down the road, lined the alley on both sides like rows of metal teeth. We could hear the blare of hard rock music from the open door under the sign "Dog's Breath Club". The rectangle of light splashed into the dark alley, like it would guide lost souls to safety. We heard the roar of a cycle in the alley, and hurried inside. 8:30 PM. We could handle anything for a half an hour, couldn't we?

A bike roared up right behind us, so Maddy and I went further and much faster into the club than we should have. The light was so bright, having come from the alley. We slammed into some people at the bar. A woman was knocked down, while Maddy ended up plastered on the side of a huge man the size of the side of a mountain. The woman knocked to the floor like a bowling pin shouted "Hey! Have some respect dammit!"

The mountain man turned, picking up Maddy in his big hands like a china doll, then placing Maddy on his barstool and glowering down at me. "Are you the idiot that disrespected my lady Liz?" he bellowed. I got the full impact of him then. 6'7", 290, arms like tree trunks with tattoos all over them, leather vest, no shirt, hairy chest, legs as thick as my torso. 

"Yes, I am. I meant no disrespect. It was an accident." I pleaded.

"Well then, why is she still sprawled on the floor? Don't you have enough courtesy to offer a lady your arm, idiot?" he glowered. 

"Sorry." I helped Liz up, and she smiled, with her rotting brown teeth, oversize glasses, droopy bra less tits in a dirty T shirt. Her slight frame, 4'11", 33b-22-34 and thin limbs wrapped around me. Her miniskirt had been spread on the floor to reveal a nearly hairless beaver.

"He's not too bad, for a Citizen, Tiny." Liz said. 

"Well he damn straight better treat you right, Liz." Tiny glowered. 

"We're just here looking for some friends we're supposed to meet here." Maddy interjected.

"Well now, little lady, I could be your friend." Tiny said gently. 

"Why certainly you could!" Madison said brightly, full flirt engaged. 

"And I know how to show a lady a good time, too." bragged Tiny. 

"I'm sure you do. And all these people are your friends?" asked Maddy. 

"Oh yes, and they can be yours too, if you're good to them." said Tiny. 

"Oh, of course I'm good." Maddy says sexily.

"You know the difference between a nice girl and a good girl, don't you?" asked Tiny with a leer.

"No. What's the difference between a nice girl, and a good girl like me?" Madison taunted.

"A nice girl goes to a party, goes home, and goes to bed. A good girl goes to a party, goes to bed, and goes home! So what's your name, my pretty friend, my good girl?" asked Tiny with obvious lewd interest in her cleavage.

"I'm Madison, and that's my husband, Dave. My good friends, like you, Tiny, get to call me Maddy." she said in her husky, sultry voice. 

"Well then, a drink for our new friends Dave and Maddy." said Tiny. His arm wrapped around her protectively. Meanwhile, Liz was badgering me for attention.

"If you don't start paying attention to me, I'm gonna tell Tiny." she threatened, "I deserve to be treated right, like any woman." 

"What do you want Liz? I'm sure sorry I knocked you over." I pleaded. 

"Me too. You haven't even asked me to go to bed or nothin. It's like I'm just some dirty little cunt you can knock in the dirt and step on." she whined.

"And I'm not going to ask you to go to bed with me, no disrespect intended. See her? That's my wife, Maddy." I said softly. 

Bawling now, she cried "You don't think I'm good enough for you! You treat me like dog shit! What did I ever do to you!" she wailed.

Several men gathered around. "What the hell you mean she isn't good enough for you? She's good enough for Tiny, she's good enough for anyone, Mr. Dickhead Citizen!" they said angrily.

"You better kiss me, quick, before Tiny hears this!" Liz hissed.

So I did it. I kissed her. Her breath, which I had expected to BE dog's

breath, was actually quite minty and sweet. Her thin lips didn't provide the cushion of Maddy's, but her wicked little tongue was fun. I kissed her a lot longer than I had expected to, due to her locking her legs around my back, then I escorted her back to her chair, bought her another drink, and asked "Phones?" She pointed to the back of the bar. As I left, I could see Maddy and Tiny kissing, not some chaste kiss, but a real hot deep foreplay kind of kiss, which made me even more determined to get out of there, as soon as I got ahold of Tom and Carol.

The pay phone was ripped off the cord, and there were no windows in the restrooms. I went back to find Liz, as a sea of people hung back behind Tiny and Maddy. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were blocking the exit.

"You say you want me, but you don't feel me up or nothin! How am I supposed to know you like me if you don't touch my tits, my twat, or nothin?" Liz whined.

I kissed her again, running my hand up her legs, over her breasts. She grabbed my hands, holding them on her breasts. "Play with my nipples." I did as she ordered. Then I noticed that Tiny was behind Maddy, facing me, spreading her legs with his hands, running them up and down her inner thighs. She had the look of a startled deer on her face, trapped in the headlights. Tiny moved his hands to her headlights, and she closed her eyes, biting her lip.

Liz kissed me insistently, then said "Take off my shirt." I peeled it over her head, and she nuzzled my face, saying "Play with my nipples." I could see Tiny peel Maddy out of her knit dress, to cheers from the crowd. He took off her gauzy bra, and bared her tits to the world. He leered as he rubbed her nipples, pinched them twice, never stopping their deep kiss. "Now my skirt." Liz said. I unbuckled the belt, unzipped it, and Liz's nearly anorexic body was naked to my gaze. "Dave, be a dear, & finger me, just a little to let me know you like me." I licked my fingers, and slid them into her denuded snatch. Tiny had rolled down Maddy's black lacy panties, and was running his fingers along the lips to her snatch. She was naked, in a bar full of bikers. I knew that whatever happened, we were going to have to just play along. I was no match for Tiny alone, and there were fifteen other guys.

Liz said "Let's dance." I gave her a couple of bills, and she took me over to the jukebox. She picked some songs, and took me to the small dance floor. The heavy rock cut out, and a slow song came on. We danced, and I hugged her tight little ass. She started rubbing her cunt on my pants leg, leaving a snail trail to telegraph her cunt's arousal, as she undressed me. Tiny just held Maddy, one arm across her tits, holding her right one; one fingering her clit, as they kissed, her head turned to the side. I could see she was panting, which I took for panic, but I was helpless to do anything about it. Events had just unfolded too fast, gone too far.

Liz pulled me to the pool table, dropped my pants, underwear, socks and shoes underneath it. We crawled on it, and she had me stand. She sucked my cock, while the whole bar watched. I didn't think I could get it up, but she was so good, much better than Maddy. Tiny had lifted Maddy up to sit on one of the speakers on the stage, then buried his head between her legs. The whole bar cheered again. They were forming into groups, men near the door, women along the bar.

Liz asked me "Care to return the favor?" 

"Sure thing." Liz laid me down on the pool table, straddled my face, and lowered her nearly hairless slit onto my lips. I licked at her, afraid of what she would taste like. Her first oils reached my taste buds, and she had the sweetest pussy I'd ever tasted! I ate her with gusto. I rolled my head to see Maddy, and she was on hers knees on the small stage for the band, sucking Tiny for all she was worth. His big, thick dick stretched her mouth, but she was giving him her best. Nothing like what Liz had given me, though. I'd spurted without a moments guilt into her sweet lips. Now I wanted to fuck her sweet pussy. I rolled her on her side, but she said "Uh-Uh" and pinned me to the table. Then she slid her tight snatch down on me, and squeezed her cunt muscles on me. I glanced at Maddy and Tiny, and she was already on her hands and knees, with one big difference: there was a line of men to her mouth, & she was sucking the first man as the rest stroked their hardons. 

That was the last I saw for quite awhile, as a muff, blonde, thick, and very fishy sat on my face. It was like that for a long time, woman after woman using my tongue as a twat towel. Liz drove my balls into the table with her ass, humping into me with more force than I thought her small frame could produce, squeezing down and pulsing on me with her fabulous tight little twat. Every once and a while, a new twat would smother my face. I licked them all as best I could. I had no idea what the punishment for failing to please them was, and I wasn't about to find out. I came in Liz seven times that night, as she refused to yield my cock to anyone else, sucking it back hard after each cum, as I swear some of the women came back for seconds at a more leisurely pace. I still dream of it sometimes, or when I need a really strong fantasy to climax; woman after woman riding my tongue to climax, Liz rocking my world with her impossibly tight little cunt. At the end, Liz moved her dripping snatch over my face, and I didn't mind licking out the combination of my sperm and her honey. I gave her several cums, while I watched Maddy suck off Tiny one last time. 

"C'mon, Dave, one for the road." Liz pleaded. I was glad it was not another fuck, but a drink. Tiny, Maddy, Liz and I were toasted by everyone. 

"To friends!" we all toasted, as we downed our beer mugs in gulps.

I hugged my wife, naked in that bar, with jism smeared on her face and

thighs. I hugged Liz, and kissed her deeply. I even hugged Tiny, who

pulled me aside and said "I'm really proud of how well you took care of

Liz tonight. You and Maddy are welcome at our place anytime. Hell, we'd

all like you to join the club. There is an initiation ritual, Dave, but

I think you can handle it." Tiny gloated.

"I don't know Tiny. I don't think Maddy and I are cut out to be bikers. We love the way you party, but I'm a salesman..." I protested.

"Yeah? So what! I'm a dentist. Liz is my dental assistant. Doc over

there really is a Doctor. We're not into drugs or anything. Other than

the parties, we mostly do volunteer and civic work. I think you'd fit

right in. I know Maddy would. Give her a chance, sport." Tiny urged.

"But this... was a setup???" I blurted out as I finally figured it all out.

Liz popped out her fake rotted teeth. "Yup. 'Fraid so."

"Tom and Carol are right over there. You've already eaten her out, you might as well put your dick in her. She's a wild one. Talked it all over with Maddy, too." Tiny boasted.

"You mean... Maddy knew?" I sobbed as I realized who had set me up.

"Hell yes! Don't need no misunderstandings. Nobody threatened you right? Or her? We all just wanted you to be good friends, and you are." Tiny chuckled.

We bought a bike, leathers, and some of the tattoos like Tiny and Liz wore that come off with alcohol. We go for a ride now and then, and we go to parties. We walk on the wild side from time to time, with the other doctors, lawyers, accountants, and every other professional man who wants to play biker for the weekend. We have the wildest women, and we always treat them good, like the ladies they are. Who could ask more of life, than to have friends in a biker bar?



Biker Bar Orgy



I don't know what made me think I could take these guys at poker. Kris and I had only stopped in for a quick drink and then it was back on our road trip seeing the sights of America. The Rusty Nail was a hole-in-the-wall dive bar with lots of motorcycles parked in front. Just the kind of place we liked, if only for the realness of the clientele at these kinds of joints. We had only taken a couple of sips of our beers when a hulking shadow behind me blocked out the florescent lighting. 

"Hey my man, wanna play some cards?" 

Kris' wide eyes told me already that the giant black man standing behind me was huge. Dressed in denim and a leather jacket that said "Nasty Boyz", the hulk put a huge hand on my shoulder and leaned in close. 

"C'mon man, in the back. Friendly game." he said. The whole time he was leaning in, he wasn't looking at me. His eyes drank Kris in, and his smile toward her said he was hoping to eat her up. 

I wasn't much of a poker player, but this trip was about having some good times and I looked at Kris questioningly. She shrugged. 

"Might be fun," she said. 

"Sho you right." said the man. "I'm Trunk. C'mon, follow me." 

He led us into a smoky back room where three other men, two black, one white, were sitting around a small table, idly shuffling cards, stacks of money piled in front of each one. More men were lounging about the room, about 12 or so, and a couple of women, and as our eyes adjusted to the smoky darkness, we could see that they all had "Nasty Boyz" jackets on. I guess we had found the owners of the motorcycles parked out front. 

"This here's Brick and Switchblade," said Trunk, introducing the other two black men at the table. "and this here's Sonny." he said, indicating the white man. "Got us some fresh meat boys. My man here – what's yo name, boy?" 

"Keith," I said. 

"Yeah, Keith here, gonna be our fifth. Siddown, Keith. Let's play some cards." His eyes indicated the other men about the room. "You'll meet the rest of these fuckers in due time. Deal. Yo, missy, why don't you pull up a chair and sit by your man there," he said to Kris. "Lessin' of course, ya wanna sit on ol' Trunk's lap?" he said, as he sat in the other empty seat and patted his knee. "Yessir," chuckled Trunk, eyes looking over Kris' tight little body. "Fresh meat." 

Seeming oblivious to Trunk's gaze, Kris pulled a chair over and sat just behind me to the right, and to Trunk's left. Sonny was already dealing the cards and Brick was pouring a shot of whiskey out in front of me. "Drink up," he said. So I did. 

For the next hour or so, everything seemed fine. We played cards and drank shots, the guys regaled us with tales about their "crew" and how the Nasty Boyz were some of the hardest drinking, hardest partying bike club around. The rest of the men in the room filtered around, all eyeing Kris hungrily. There were eight other black men and four white, and one each of the women, who were introduced as Seltzer Blonde, and Candy. For the most part, everyone was respectful, but there was funny vibe going on in the room and I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Kris seemed oblivious to it all, and as she drank more shots, was getting more and more flirtatious. It was obviously Trunk's show, though, and no one was going to make a move without his approval. 

I was pretty drunk by the time the men had cleaned me out. I had allowed myself to lose $100 bucks, but it wouldn't have been a very fun road trip if lost much more. Time to pack it in. 

I stood up. "Well, guys, you got all my money. Thanks for the game, but we gotta get going," I said. 

Suddenly, the mood in the room got dark. "Sit down." said Trunk, with no trace of humor in his voice. "You ain't going nowhere, Motherfucker. You trying to cheat us?" 

"Trunk, look, how could I cheat you? You took all my money. I can't play anymore without money, right?" 

"Oh no, boy, you ain't nowhere near done paying. You ain't got no money, fine." He looked over at Kris. "Guess you gots to pay up some other way." 

Trunk pulled a gun out from under his jacket and very casually laid it on the table. He looked at Kris with hard, flinty eyes. "So what up Bitch?" he said to her. "You gonna pay your man's debts to us, or what?" 

Kris finally saw the light. All this time, she had been thinking we were just playing a friendly game of cards, oblivious to the dark mood and the lascivious looks all the men – and women – had been casting her way all night. She gasped when she saw the gun. 

"No, wait," she said, fear in her eyes. "We can't...I can't....please, just let us go." 

Trunk picked the gun up in a flash and pointed it at me. "Fuck that." he said. "You either gotta pay what your old man can't or we gonna make him pay with a fucking hole in his head. Your choice." 

Strong arms pinned me to my chair as Trunk pointed the gun right between my eyes. I glanced over at Kris. Defeat filled her eyes as she mumbled, "all right" barely loud enough for anyone to hear. 

"What?" asked Trunk. 

"I said, all right, I'll pay the debt." 

"Good answer, bitch." 

"What....what do you want me to do?" asked Kris. 

"Thought you'd never ask," said Trunk, who put the gun back down on the table and turned his chair so his long legs splayed out on either side of Kris' chair and legs. "C'mere," he said. "Get on yo fuckin' knees." 

Kris shot me a look that said "see what you've gotten me into," but she did as Trunk asked. When she was kneeling in tight between his legs, he reached down and unzipped his fly like it was the most natural thing in the world. He reached in and out popped the biggest cock I had ever seen. I think it was the biggest one Kris had ever seen too. Now we could see why he was called Trunk. At least 12 inches in length, hard and black as midnight, it swayed in front of Kris' eyes like a poisonous snake. She couldn't take her eyes off it. Tentatively, she reached up and grabbed it with her right hand. It was so big, her hand wouldn't close all the way around it. I'm sure it was probably unconscious, but her hand angled it so that it was pointing directly at her mouth. She licked her lips. 

Trunk wasn't having none of it though. The whole crowd was gathered around watching the show and he had to put on a good showing for his homeboys. 

"Whatchu waitin' for, cunt," he said. He grabbed her head with both hands and shoved that meaty monster as far as it would go down her throat. "suck it good." 

Kris tried mightily to take as much as she could down her throat, but only could go about five inches before backing off for air. Trunk pulled her down further, gagging her, and managed to get about three more inches into her mouth before he let her come back up. Spit and drool dripped down the sides of the black man's cock as she did her very best to make him shoot. 

The hands had loosened their pressure on me, but I just sat there stunned, taking in the spectacle of this white girl sucking the giant black man's cock. I realized something else too. I had probably the biggest hardon of my life. I couldn't believe I was getting turned on, watching Trunk rape Kris' mouth, but I was. As I looked around, I saw the rest of the men start undressing as they too, watched the show. I didn't think this was going to come to an end when Kris finally got Trunk off with her mouth. 

And get him off she did. She still couldn't take all of the giant cock down her throat, but with Trunk holding her head and fucking her face like he was, she managed to get about 8 inches in. Trunk started breathing heavier, and really started pounding his meat into Kris' mouth, until finally, he grabbed her head and shoved down, this time not letting her come back up. By his grunts and groans, it was clear he was filling her mouth with cum. Kris started flailing, trying to bring her head up so she could breathe, but Trunk held her fast, shooting stream after stream of hot cum into her sucking mouth. I could see her neck muscles moving as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the black man's cum. Finally, he let her go and she raised her head off his cock and looked blearily around, some cum still dripping from the corner of her mouth. 

15 naked men surrounded her, cocks hard and ready for some of the same action Trunk had just received. Kris looked over me and smiled. It seems now she was happy about what I had gotten her into. Realizing she was still clothed, she pulled her shirt and bra off in one smooth motion and tossed them into my lap. As she reached down to unbutton her jeans, another man stepped up and pushed his cock into her mouth. Immediately her head started to bob and she reached up with both hands and grabbed two more hard cocks and started jacking them off, getting them ready for her mouth as well. Just as I thought my own cock was going to burst out of my jeans, the white girl named Seltzer Blonde sat down on my lap and stuck her tongue in my mouth, while the small, dainty hands of the black girl – Candy – started fumbling with my belt buckle. 

As Candy deftly got my pants undone, she reached into the fly, and with her small brown hand, pulled my straining cock free from it's confines and started stroking it with practiced ease. Seltzer Blonde, meanwhile, had her tongue about halfway down my throat and was pressing her ample breasts into me. Finally, she let me come up for air. 

I asked, "Why do they call you Seltzer Blonde?" 

She giggled. "You'll see. It's cause I squirt when I cum. I look just like an exploding seltzer bottle." 

"That I'd like to see," I said. Suddenly, I felt something very warm and wet on my cock. Although I couldn't see because Seltzer Blonde was blocking my view, I knew it was Candy's hot, sucking mouth. It was obvious she was a very accomplished cocksucker - she took my cock easily down her throat until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. Then, she would just hold her head there while her tongue went to work, swabbing and swiping, before coming up to the tip and then repeating the whole process. 

"Oh, you will, honey, don't worry," said Seltzer Blonde. "I think I'm gonna squirt all over your cute little girlfriends face. Why don't you warm me up a little and get me ready." And with that, her tongue found it's way back into my mouth. After a minute or two, I pulled my head away to see what was going on with Kris. 

She was still on her knees, still getting her face unceremoniously fucked by every hard cock that came within reach. Black, white, or other, every guy was getting the same treatment from her sucking lips, usually about 20 or so head bobs before that guy would back away and the next one was thrust into her mouth. She had spit and drool dripping down her chin and coating her bare breasts, because the guys were in no way gentle, shoving their cocks as far down her throat as they would go, gagging her and making her cough up all the spit that was now running down her body. Despite their rough behavior, she didn't seem to mind very much, opening her mouth eagerly for every hard cock that came within sucking distance. Suddenly, the guys picked her up and carried her over to a dirty mattress that someone had pulled into the middle of the room. They dumped her – not gently – onto the mattress on her back and someone reached down and yanked her jeans off in one hard pull. Someone else reached down and grabbed her panties and literally ripped them off her, exposing her hairy bush to all 15 men. For just a moment fear filled her eyes – then she smiled just a little – and slowly, languorously, opened her legs wide while the men all stood around, leering. Her pussy opened up, and even from where I was, about 10 feet away on the chair, I could see her pink opening was glistening with juices. One of the black guys, it might have been Switchblade, got on his knees between her wide open legs, and with one thrust, shoved his cock deep into her pussy. Kris let out a little scream, but it didn't last very long because another guy had already knelt down by her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. Slowly, then faster, the three of them worked into a rhythm, while the other guys stood around, jeering and laughing. There was a lot of "fuck that cunt good" and "suck that cock, whore" coming from them as they all waited their turn. Then, the black guy in her pussy got a funny look on his face and shoved until he was buried to the hilt in Kris' pussy. It was obvious from the look that he was filling her with blast after blast of hot cum. As if on cue, the guy in her mouth pulled his cock out and started jacking it off just inches from her face until he too, started blasting cum all over Kris' face. Her tongue was wagging in the air, trying to catch it, but the guy's aim wasn't very good and the first shot hit her cheek and splattered up over her nose. A second shot found it's way onto her chin, and then finally, a third landed squarely on her outstretched tongue. She moaned and brought her tongue back into her mouth and swallowed, then reached up and grabbed the guys cock and started licking up all the cum that was dripping off his cock. When she had finished, she reached up and started to wipe the cum from her cheek, but her hand was swiftly slapped back down. 

"Don't you fucking wipe that off, you slut," said the man. "We gonna cover yo nasty whore face before we done." 

Two more guys quickly took up position, one spearing into her well-lubed pussy, the other thrusting another big black cock into her mouth. Again, Kris' body was being put through it's paces, while the guys around her seemed to be forming two lines, depending on where they wanted to cum, mouth or pussy. This was going to be a long night. 

Meanwhile, Seltzer Blonde thrust her tongue back into my throat as my hand reached up under her black mini-skirt and found she wasn't wearing panties. I quickly put two fingers into her pussy and started fucking her with them. Candy was still giving my cock the treatment, and I was amazed how easily she took the whole thing down her throat, over and over, until I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I have to admit, I had always thought Kris was a great cocksucker, but the blowjob Candy was throwing me was quite possibly the best I had ever had. Just as I felt the familiar welling up that told me I was going to come in her mouth, Trunk was standing next to us. He was still naked, and his massive cock swung heavily between his thighs. 

"Get the fuck off him, you bitches," he screamed at the two girls. He gave a brutal shove which knocked Seltzer Blonde off of my lap and hard onto the floor, as Candy, with a frightened little yelp, took those velvet lips from my dick, and backed away a couple of feet. I groaned a little, as my own orgasm had been just seconds from spewing into her mouth. 

"Fucking Cherryboy don't get none of yo fine ass pussy, Seltzer. You know that pussy mine and the boys." He pointed at me. "None for him, ya here me?" 

"Ok, Trunk, I just thought..." 

"You thought nuthin'." he said. Then, he looked down at Candy – and chuckled. "You like sucking that cock, Candy? Bet he ain't never had it so good. Well, maybe not, from the looks of this Cherryboy, maybe then again, he used to the fine cocksuckin' the likes of you deliver." Seemingly, from out of nowhere, Trunk pulled a rope around my chest and lashed me hard to the chair. My jeans were around my ankles, my deflating cock, still covered in Candy's spit, was out in the open, and I was helpless. When he was satisfied that I was lashed tight, Trunk stood up straight next to me, putting his cock just inches from my face. 

"Whatchoo lookin' at Cherryboy?" he said with an evil laugh. "Ya want some Trunk in yo mouth, too, like yo slutty girl over there?" He picked up his flaccid organ and waved it in front of my face. "C'mon, you know you want some of this." I turned my head to the side, away from the sight of the big black snake, just as he swung it and slapped me across the face with his cock. He did this three or four times while I strained against my bonds, trying to break free. "Awright, maybe later," he said. Then, he looked down at Candy, and got that evil glint in his eye again. "Guess it'd be alright if YOU sucked on our little Cherryboy, bitch," he said to her. "Sides," he said. "you always giving, giving, giving – you finish him up, then we'll let ya take some too." He laughed again, and I wondered what was going on here – he made it seem like I wouldn't want to get my cock sucked from such a fine blowjob queen as Candy. 

Without saying a word, Candy knelt back down between my legs and sucked me deep into her mouth. I had grown soft while Trunk was tying me up, but knew it wouldn't be long before she had me up to full hardness again. 

With Seltzer Blonde off my lap, I could see over to the mattress again, as Kris was in the same position as before, and two more guys were pummeling her. I don't know what number in line they were, but judging from the amount of cum on her face and pooling between her legs, this must have been numbers nine and ten. She was taking each man eagerly, and despite the fact that she had already been fucked by numerous men, she showed no signs of slowing down. Seltzer Blonde had taken up position on one side of the mattress and was sucking hard at the men who had already come in Kris, getting them up and hard again for another round. The men who hadn't had their turn yet didn't seem to need any help, as all their cocks were hard as rocks while they watched the show. 

As I watched, the guy in Kris' mouth pulled free and moved up so he was kind of squatting over her face. Then he lowered himself until his asshole was just inches from her mouth. "Lick my sweaty, fucking ass, you slut." he grunted, and without a second's hesitation, Kris' tongue snaked out and licked up and down the man's ass. The man sat down a little harder onto Kris' face. "C'mon bitch, get that tongue up there," he said. I couldn't really see because the man was sitting so hard onto her face, but it was obvious from the way his eyes rolled up into his head that Kris was doing exactly as he had said. I could just see her chin sticking out from between the man's ass cheeks, and from the slight movements of her head and neck, I knew she had her tongue buried deeply in the man's ass. "Yee hoo, fellas, this bitch loves licking assholes. C'mon and get some of this tongue." As he started to get up, a bunch of the cum that had been coating Kris' face was stuck to his ass and thighs. Kris quickly held the man tight with both hands while she cleaned him of every thick drop that had accumulated there. As he moved off, another black guy with a cock only slightly smaller than Trunk's had plopped his dick in Kris' mouth. He only fucked her face for a few strokes before he too moved up and planted his ass squarely on Kris' face. Again, her tongue went to work with no hesitation whatsoever. 

This sight, coupled with Candy's sucking mouth, had me up and hard again in no time. Because I had already come so close to coming already, and Candy was such an expert cocksucker, I quickly felt the cum start bubbling up in my balls. Candy seemed to sense this and started sucking harder, faster – long, full swoops all the way down and then all the way back up again. With a grunt, I exploded, and Candy, feeling my first shot of cum, pushed her face all the way down on my cock until her nose was once again nestled in my pubic hair. I blasted three or four sticky ropes of cum into the back of her throat, which she swallowed down effortlessly. 

She backed off and smiled up at me. "You like that, white boy?" she asked. She licked her lips. "Me too. That some good tasty cum you give me." Not waiting for an answer, she then said, "But ya know what? Like Trunk said, it's always give, give, give for ol' Candy. Now, I'm gonna take me some." 

She stood up and whipped her black t-shirt over her head, revealing a slim body with small, upturned breasts, hard nipples capping off each one. Then, still smiling at me, she pulled her leather mini-skirt down and stepped out of it, standing in front of me in only her panties. She had a real petite little body, the kind I had always lusted for, and I knew I was going to enjoy this. She spun around and turned her back to me just as I was letting my eyes roam down her body. Something was wrong, though. I couldn't put my finger on it, but just before she had turned around, something seemed funny. For a moment, just as my eyes slid down to her panties, I thought I had glimpsed...naw, couldn't be. I blinked and told myself I was seeing things, and went back to admiring Candy's petite little body, this time from the rear. She had a fine, tight little ass, brown and smooth, and as her back was turned to me, she slowly slid her panties down her legs and stepped out them. She turned to look at me over my shoulder and grinned. "Oh yeah, white boy, time for Candy to do some taking." 




Biker Barbie



Barbie was upset. For the first time since Molly had unwrapped her on Christmas morning all those years ago, she had been left alone. Though Molly had turned 18, she still always dressed her Barbie Doll in one of her many nightgowns and placed her in the pink, four-poster in her Dream House before she went to bed each night. But this night, Barbie was alone and scared. Molly had taken her to her friend Andrea's house, and when Molly went home to dinner, Barbie had been left behind.

Now Barbie waited on the couch in the den of a strange, dark house. All of the family had gone to bed, even Andrea's obnoxious brother, Skip. Barbie was dressed in black, Capri pants and a pink, cashmere sweater. They had been playing "record party" with Andrea's new Beatles single. Her slender ankles were cold. The quiet house was spooky and smelled of Dogs. Dogs, which chew off feet and bury things in yards.

But suddenly the quiet of the house was disturbed by a low rumbling sound. It grew louder as it came down the hall towards the den. Barbie was about to crawl under the cushions when around the corner came a doll on a motorcycle. The biker doll roared up to the couch and kicked down the stand of the sleek, growling machine between her legs. She was wearing black leather chaps over cut-off jeans. She had a white T-shirt tied under her big, jutting breasts. She swung her leg over the handlebars, pulled off her helmet and shook out her long, black hair. She took a leather cap from her back pocket and slapped it on her head. She swaggered up to the edge of the couch where Barbie cowered and said, "Hiya, Toots."

Barbie squeaked out a "Hello" as her eyes grew wide in amazement. The doll on the bike looked just like her! Except for the black hair, they could have been twins.

"My name's Biker Barbie. What's yours?"

"Barbie. Just Barbie."

"Well, Just Barbie, wanna go for a ride?"

"I...I don't know."

"What's the matter, Toots? Ya look like ya seen a ghost."

"You...you look just like me! And your name is Barbie!"

"Ain't ya figgered it out yet, Honey? We're all named Barbie. And we all look alike, 'cept for our duds."

"I've never seen another Barbie."

"Well, ain't you the little princess. C'mon, Toots. Lets ride!"

Biker Barbie got back on her hog and kicked it to life. Barbie climbed off the sofa and got on the bike behind her. She tentatively grabbed Biker Barbie's shoulders. The leather girl laughed. She grabbed Barbie's wrists and pulled her hands around to her chest. She slapped Barbie's hands over her big boobs and said, "Ya gotta hold on tight if yer gonna ride with me. Squeeze hard, Honey. I dig it."

Barbie did a she was told. Biker Barbie's firm breasts filled her tiny hands. She felt a tingle between her legs. The vibration of the motor, she told herself. The bike jumped forward and Barbie clutched at the rider, her sweater-clad breasts pressing into her back. The insides of her thighs clamped against Biker Barbie's ass. Together, they zoomed around the house.

Barbie quickly learned to lean into the turns, feeling Biker Barbie's muscled back as it moved. Soon, they were riding as one and Barbie was beginning to really enjoy the feel of another body against hers, a body so like her own. But when they raced past a dog dish, Barbie let out a squeak. Biker Barbie laughed, "Don't worry, Princess. Fido's out for the night."

Maybe it was the thrill of fright. Maybe it was the vibration of the leather seat against her ass. Maybe, just maybe, it was the feel of another doll's breasts in her hands, but Barbie felt herself grow hot between her thighs. She rocked her pelvis forward and ground herself into Biker Barbie's tailbone. The Biker took one hand off the handlebars and reached back to grip Barbie's ass. She gave it a hard squeeze. Then she cut the bike down the dark alley behind the stove.

It was dark and smelly. Bits of trash and empty matchbooks littered the ground. Something skittered under the baseboard. Biker Barbie stopped the motorcycle and booted down the stand. Barbie got off and leaned against the wall in a swoon. Biker Barbie strode up to her and grabbed her tit in a strong hand. She clamped her mouth over Barbie's and kissed her hard. Her knee forced its way between Barbie's thighs and ground into her center. Barbie felt herself go wild with want. She grabbed the biker girl's ass with both hands. She sought the thin gap between denim and leather and dug her painted nails into firm, bare flesh. Biker Barbie pulled back and tugged Barbie's sweater up to her neck. She began to kiss and lick the exposed breasts.

"God damn, I wish we had nipples."

Barbie didn't understand, but she didn't care. She was lost in sensation, riding lustful abandon.

Biker Barbie's free hand slid down the front of Barbie's pants. She cupped her between her thighs, right on her Mattel. Barbie felt a strange tremor build within her. She felt hollow and filled at the same time. It was like the rush of fear she felt when Molly would toss her high into the air. But this was not fear. She welcomed it. She wanted it. She willed it to grow stronger and it did. Her body began to quiver and she felt a flush of heat in her face and between her plastic thighs. Then, like the popping of a cork, she exploded into orgasm. She shook, she swayed, then she fell into Biker Barbie's arms. The rough stranger held her tight.

"Oh, Honey. The first one's a trip, ain't it?"

"I think...I think I'm in love with you, Biker Barbie."

"Course ya are, Toots. I'm the best."

"Can we...can we do it again?"

"Sure we can, Chickie. Much as ya want. "

"I want."

"Oh, baby. I think yer gonna like it on the wild side."

"I think I might."

"Then come on. I wanna introduce ya to a friend of mine. Name's G.I. Joe. I think you'll like him. He's got Kung Fu Grip."

The two Barbies roared off into the wicked night.