Black Biker Bar


It had been a rough week at work, and the girl had all gotten together for a few drinks after oeuvre on Friday Night. As usual a duet turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should get had designated drivers to get them home.

Debbie and Wendy were two of them. Wendy was driving and both had probably had more than they should to drink. Wendy told Debbie not to worry ; she knew a shortcut to her theater that would keep them both out of trouble with the cops. Wendy had been driving along and to her quotation was not doing that badly, but as common, the two were laughing and talking and Wendy was not paying as close tending as she should bear been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the area where they were.

I guess for our new readers I should let you know a little about our two ladies. Wendy is a nice slender blonde, maybe five feet four or five inched, one hundred ten dog pound, small cupcake boob and a decent inflect ass and legs. Debbie is about five foot, pushing one hundred 30 plus, effective grapefruit size tit, and an ass made to Pound. That being said, we go on to the story.

Wendy spotted a well-lit parking lot with cars and quite a few motorcycle in it pulled in. We need to get some focal point ; I apparently missed a turn somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the door. As they reached the door, it opened and a grandiloquent black man in a biker's vest and denim walked out. Seeing the girls, he held the door open air for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in nates them.

He just leaned up against the frame as the door closed behind them, and watched their piece of tail as they walked towards the bar. Wendy and Deb suddenly realized that the bar had gotten very quiet, and looking around they realized they were the only two white faces in the bar, and that it was almost all large dim bikers wearing the people of colour of a local anaesthetic boodle motorcycle gang. Wendy acted like it was the most natural affair in the humanity that they were in the bar and walked up to the bar without even slowing. Deb was looking nervously around, hoping they would be gone quickly. Standing by the bar, Wendy waited as the bartender made his way down to them slowly. Once he was there he asked what they wanted to pledge. Wendy cleared her throat and told him that they did not want a drink, they needed some directions that they had missed their turn.

The bartender looked at them and leaned a minuscule cheeseparing to the bar. Then loud enough to affright the both of them he told them the signal outside said"BAR ”, not information John Wilkes Booth. One of the guys started laughing and said"netherworld Jethro I will buy them a drink just to seduce you felicitous ”. Give them a couple of dead reckoning of JW Black. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and close her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you assure us how to get back to 55 north ?

Sure we can, but where are my fashion, my figure is Susan B. Anthony, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my friend Debbie. well Nice to meet you two, drink up, don't want to let good whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their glasses when Jethro set down two more than on the bar in front of them. Wendy swallowed the shooting and looked at Jethro. We didn't club these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six seats down. Thumper down there bought them for you he said and walked away.

Wendy and Debbie looked down to where thumper sat he had to be at least six foot sis or more, and every bit of three hundred pounds. They hurriedly picked up their Methedrine and nodding to Thumper drank the shooter. Both girl's heads were buzzing from the previous potable they had had, and now two shots of straight whiskey on top of those. someone slid bar can behind them, bumping the seats against their seat so they knew they were there. Debbie had just started to say we have to go out now as Jethro sat down two to a greater extent shots. Speedy he said simply pointing to a underweight tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the stools closer as they sat down, the whiskey definitely having an effect on their sense of balance. The intellection occurred to both of them that they were not in a thoroughly position as the rockers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to require to endure future to the two pretty visitant. Wendy ended up sitting next to Mark Antony and Thumper walked up and moved the biker next to Debbie by grabbing him by the neck opening and throwing him out of the way. He sat down heavily and looked at Debbie and smiled. Jethro he yelled, these ladies glasses are empty.

Debbie was starting to get concerned when the bikers started crowded around them, but she was worried as Thumper grabbed the biker succeeding to her and just threw him aside so he could sit down beside her. She definitely knew they did not want another booze just as Thumper yelled for two more for them. She could try Wendy laugh nervously as individual said something to her and felt her move a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new drinks down and Thumper said Drink up peeress, times a wasting.

Anthony had moved next to Wendy at the same clip that Thumper had moved next to Debbie, and as she drank the last crack Jethro had put in battlefront of them, Anthony pulled Wendy to her feet and said let's dance. Someone had put a slow song on the juke box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the floor, Wendy on very shaky legs. Wendy felt Anthony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had drunk tonight, she did not have the strength to try and deplume away. She wasn't sure that Susan B. Anthony would bear let her, and even if he did she was not certainly she could endure up on her own to get away. Anthony slid his hands down and grabbed one of Wendy's cheek in each hand pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could feel Anthony's swelling prick grinding into her twat as they swayed to the music. The unscathed bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his tool, lifting her by her ass cheeks and maintain pressure as he let her slither back down. Wendy wanted to get away from Anthony, and wanted to get out of the bar but knew the neither of those things were likely to encounter anytime soon. She could feel her kitty-cat start to respond to its rubbing up and down Anthony's vauntingly dick as he moved her around the dance trading floor. Wendy had never been with a melanize man before, but in the cloudy recesses of her nous she had this nag mentation that they weren't going to get out of this place the way they had entered it, that thought was slowly forming in the back of her brain that buying her and Debbie potable wasn't all this bar wide-cut of rockers had planned for these two white lady friend on the haywire face of the tracks.

Debbie had been the centering of Thumpers attention while Susan Brownell Anthony had taken Wendy to the dance story. While Debbie had been focused on her friend, Thumper had reached out with his big script and picked her up off the stool like she weighed nil. Debbie started to complain but Thumper smiled at her and said little lady you were swaying on that stool and we wouldn't want you falling off and hurting yourself would we ? Thumper plopped Debbie's ass on the center field of his lap and wrapped his arms around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a minuscule trying to break free, but slowly realized that as she tried to get dislodge from this immense contraband man's blazonry, the only thing she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start a big gawk to form in his lap under her ass.

Several of the former rockers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slow first light realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's rooster to tumefy under her ass burst out laughing. To make matter worse one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must let an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his snake. Thumper leaned forward so he was conclusion to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that unfeigned footling Lady, do you deliver an itch that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's articulatio genus that were gap outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's counterpane thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen hammer so she could see how well her champion was getting along with thumper. Mark Antony had his inviolable arm around her waist, her feet were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely quit moving other than his cock rubbing against Wendy's squiffy ass. Wendy was trying to focus on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man passel they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a fuzzy white blob moving against the huge black background. Her foremost thought process was that the little tramp steamer was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's attention quickly shifted back to her own plight as she felt Susan B. Anthony's hand sliding up her chest of drawers inside her shirt. She had not realized when Antony had spun her around ; her hands were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her mouthpiece wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Susan Brownell Anthony's finger close on her egotistical nipple. She couldn't help but feel the little jar of delight that went straight to her dampening puss as Anthony twisted and tweaked her sensitive nipple moving back and Forth River from one to the other.

Antony was moving his hired man over Wendy's breast, when all of a sudden he yelled. This bitch has lost her tits, I can only line up her nipple. This caused every biker in the bar to roar with laughter, and at the Lapplander time Wendy's side burned in plethora as it sunk into her alcohol fogged brain what Mark Anthony had said. The bikers started chanting Let's see, Let's see Let's see. Anthony pulled his hand from under Wendy's blouse and moved to her top button and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each button in turning, to the sound of sunniness and wolf whistles as Wendy struggled vainly to keep him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat frozen as Thumper started sliding his hand up her thighs, she then heard the tumult from the dance floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the bikers crotch, and her blouse wide unfastened her tiny tits on display to the unhurt bar. Speedy had been watching Mark Anthony and Wendy and the antics on the dance floor, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his lip over one of Wendy's swollen nipples. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his thumb and finger and rolled them slightly. Susan Brownell Anthony slid Wendy's evade the rest of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing nothing underneath and her hairless pussy was pink and shiny from sliding on his turncock. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Marcus Antonius slipped two fingerbreadth down between her ass boldness and lunge them into Wendy's bare pussy. Anthony loved the way his dark peel looked sliding into this white bitches wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her pap, he could not convince himself to call those piddling thing she had tits.

Debbie also groaned as she saw the two bikers on the floor taking advantage of the fact that Wendy was falling down inebriate. They had her half naked and were fingering her and sucking on her knocker. Debbie could not help but get a little wet, watching Wendy get used as she was. Debbie forgot all about Thumper and his hand almost on her own pussy, she got a rude awakening a fast sec later as Thumpers finger found her own naked pussy and he shoved one of his fat digits deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby picayune beef was getting wet watching her Friend on the dance trading floor as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the boney fiddling beef. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger deep inside her wet pussy Thumper had always liked to bluster that his finger's breadth were swelled than most white guys shaft and that his dick was bigger than nearly of their blazon. He was going to show up this whiteness bitch what a real man was this night, he would spoil her for the rest of those pansy ass white guy wire they liked to hassle when they were out on their wheel. Debbie could feel Thumper moving his finger inside her and was disgusted with herself as she could palpate her juices flowing to a greater extent as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger back and Forth, feeling the little blanched bitch getting wetter as he did. He felt her little shifts to stool it easier for his finger's breadth to motivate in her. The little cunt was getting off on this doodly-squat ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get tonight. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers free hand grab her tit, one thing Debbie was proud of was that she had a great set of pap. Debbie yelled and all the bikers just laughed, she tried to pull away and only succeeded in tearing her blouse and leaving her bra clad knocker for all of them to leer at. Thumper took care of that also as he reached out and yanked her bra off of her leaving her sitting on his digit in only her skirt and shoes.

Anthony loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to endure between his finger's breadth in her puss, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one hired hand to finger her, and his exempt script, he was unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his big black cock. Susan Brownell Anthony smiled as he knew that this skinny E. B. White beef was going to get the ride of her lifetime. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their whiten asses into their bar and expecting them to fall all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Mark Anthony got his swollen appendage out and pulled his digit from the Caucasian bellyache puss, he slid his dick between her branch. Grabbing her articulatio coxae, he let her slue her clitoris along his full nine inch, he wanted her to know what was about to fill her lily ovalbumin inside, he wanted her to know when he exploded inside her, filling her with his cum, that she had been filled by a nigrify man, not some skinny dicked honky ass. Wendy realized that it was not the bikers fingerbreadth that her pussy was sliding on, it felt like a pipe. Suddenly she had a light up thought, it was his cock !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Anthony smiled, he did not even know this skinny albumen bitches name but she was definitely afraid of his pecker. He pushed her forward, and let his putz spring upward so the swollen head word was nestled against her shiny pink cunt, she could find the headland starting to open up her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could finger the bother start before Anthony had the head of his prick completely inside her, her well used pussy had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming stop as Anthony shoved forward and felt his cock hit the scuttle of her neck. He was disappointed, he still had some prick he could not get into the bitches cunt.

Debbie was dull, sitting half naked in a bar full of Negro bikers with a huge black man's finger thick inside her slit. Another biker reached out and catch Debbie's free tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to grab her and hold her still while every biker within compass grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun bags. Thumper pulled his fingerbreadth from Debbie's cunt with a wet sucking sound, and laughed as she moaned. Thumper picked Debbie up and moved her on his lap so that she was facing the dancefloor where Antonius had just rammed his peter into the skinny little Edward White whore. Apparently she had never experienced a ignominious prick before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big fingerbreadth was out of her kitty, she could not trust that his finger was bigger than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well exploited slit. She had started to watch what Susan Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge pecker stuffed into Wendy's cunt, her glistening knock backtalk stretched obscenely around the big black staff that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big black cock out of his pants, and holding Wendy's neck with one script, he grabbed her hair and tilted her brain back. The next metre Wendy went to scream, he shoved his cock into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy grab Wendy's head with both hands, and restrain thrusting with his pelvic girdle until his solid cock disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the solely home for a stopcock that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's cock hit the book binding of her throat, he didn't even give her a chance to get her breath as he rammed the entirely matter down her throat. Wendy was choking and needing to breath as Speedy pulled his cock out of her throat and as soon as she had gasped a breathing spell of air, he rammed it down deep again in her throat, this clock time he started pumping his cock into her using her throat for a second cunt and stroking it so operose she was afraid that he was going to dislocate her jaw.

Debbie could feel her twat getting wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two black cock at the same time. She could learn her gagging and choking as they used like a niggling two dollar whore. Thumper could find Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her friend getting pounded on the saltation level, and thinking it was time for her chubby piffling as to get used also. He had just enough room to get his big opprobrious cock out of his dirty jeans without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by Mark Anthony and Speedy as he reached up and picked her up and positioned her above his swollen cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's body down, smiling as he felt her jump as the swollen headland of his turncock touched the hot wet softness of Debbie's lips. He felt her jumping as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the alcohol she had wino, but even with that, she knew from farsighted experience what was touching her cunt backtalk, and she did not want that big fat pecker inside her pink pussy. Thumper let Debbie down a piffling further and she yelped and tried to move her pussy away from Thumpers enormous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attempt to escape her fate. Debbie could feel her lips spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet cunt, cock-a-hoop than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of putz. Thumper laughed out tawdry, and spoke to the back of her drumhead. You might as well just take on that my big pitch-dark nigger cock is going to make full your lily whiten pussy whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily white twat with my baby juice, and you can experience it as my sperm swims up your insides and gets in every slight place in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a shaft so big, and had never even thought about letting a melanise man, especially and dingy greasy dark biker fuck her, she was totally revolted by the thought, she couldn't let him inside her, and she definitely could not let him cum inside her. Thumper Pulled her down a little More, and Debbie screamed, it felt like he was ripping her in half, and the head of his cock was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his hips and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom head of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the cries and the tears that were now rolling down this little white gripe face.

Thumper had a thought ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the well heading of his throbbing cock. Thank you he heard Debbie mussitate between outcry thank you for not shoving your huge dick inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his face as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his immense cock inside this lily-white gripe, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking hold of her ankle pulled it over his caput and now had a leg on each side of his mass. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure of his cock point against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen head of his stopcock back inside the entryway of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her clenched fist, crying and screaming as her eubstance was screaming at the intrusion it was feeling. volition someone get this bitches hands Thumper yelled to no one in picky. Another fat greasy biker stepped up and laughed as he caught her hands. He held them in one of his and started grabbing at Debbie's bouncing tits, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his actions with the other.

Thumper put his hired hand on Debbie's articulatio humeri, slapping her aspect to get her attending he told her you should stimulate never hit me miss lily white cunt, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his vast blacken rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her snatch from her cervix to her slit lips. Debbie had never felt such infliction as when Thumper rammed her down on his cock, even the pain from the other biker squeezing her tits was inconsequent compared to her purulent being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie belly laugh, the scream finally making it through her blurred mind. Wendy tried to front in her centering, but with Anthony's cock plunging in and out of her puss and Speedy's cock rapidly using her throat, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the stringy black pubic hairs tight around her nose and middle as she felt him pumping shot after shot of his midst baby making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his soil jeans. Wendy felt some one grab a fistful of pilus and raise her up slightly. someone slid a barstool under her belly and stepped in from of her.

All Wendy could see was another big black dirty biker in front of her. He picked her mind up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even think of trying to seize with teeth my cock miss heights and right blanched cunt. That said he took his cock and pushed it against Wendy's slowly opening mouth. You found out how Speedy got his figure he laughed ; but don't you worry, the rest of us won't bollix up our wad that fast. Grabbing a handful of hair in each hand, he started pumping Wendy's oral cavity with his hammer.

Wendy kept moaning loudly as Thumper started picking her up and dropping her on his dick, moaning as he picked her up and screaming as he pushed her back down. Will someone shut this bitch up, she is really starting to annoy me with her mouth. Another biker just a little pocket-size than thumper walked up in front of Thumper and pulled out his cock. Roll the twat over Thumper he said I ‘ ll shut her up. Thumper slid of the bar faeces and holding onto Debbie's waist the two of them simply rotated Debbie on his dick with her screaming all the way about Thumpers cock hurting her slit.

They laid her across her vacant toilet, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your oral fissure he said and Debbie shook her headspring. He grabbed her face with his free hand and with his pollex and finger started pushing on her buttock between her jaws forcing her to spread her sass. As soon as it was out-of-doors enough to see into, he shifted his pelvic girdle forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the biggest cock that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and thrust his monolithic rod into Debbie's puss and listened as she tried to scream around the big cock in her mouthpiece. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the footling blond pussy with wantonness.

Wendy felt Susan Brownell Anthony start pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big black man was going to cum into her blast pussy, filling her with his hot seeded player. Mark Antony grabbed Wendy's hips and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the first hot jet of his cum splatter against the entering to her womb, and felt each of the adjacent five shots he filled her with. Anthony stepped back and his cock fell from Wendy's stretched out pussy and smacked her ass as he saw some of his cum drip down Wendy's thigh.

Wendy breathed a suspiration of substitute as she felt Marcus Antonius force his cock from her sore pussy, she was glad it was over, maybe Debbie and her could get out of here now. Wendy's hope for that were quickly dashed as soul grabbed her hips and another big cock rammed deep inside her excruciate twat and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to scream, but the dick plunging in and out of her throat did not let any sound out.

Debbie was unable to cry any more than as Thumper mercilessly pounded her snatch. She was no stranger to sex, and liked to brag about how many cocks had used her pussy, and she knew that her friends had no thought just how many that had been, but her poor snatch had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper snatch her hips, and with a vicious pull he buried his huge peter deep inside her battered kitty-cat and let out a loud"YES"as Debbie felt his outset watercourse of cum splash into her slit. Debbie could not facilitate herself, as she exploded on his huge peter as he pumped consignment after loading of his cum deep inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and draw his cock into the entryway of her pharynx and it was all Debbie could do to keep swallowing as he pumped his load into her side. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive stopcock out of Debbies aching cunt and walked to her head and picked her face up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here right Miss Bitch, there are all sort of witnesses to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boys from the other position of the trail, and then trying to fuck us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged Einstein knew they would never be able to evidence anyone about this Nox. She looked over as she lay across the stool and saw Wendy in a big money on the dance floor. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her splay second joint, and dribbling out of her oral fissure and running down her cheek.

Debbie slid off the stool and onto the floor and grabbing what was left of her apparel she crawled over to Wendy who was just starting to move. Helping Wendy gather her clothes, the both started crawling towards the threshold. Just before they made it, someone kicked both of them felt a rush hit there ass's as person yelled You white gripe get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a sizable establishment ! The doorway slammed shut behind them doing lilliputian to blot out the garish laughter from inside the bar .