blackamoor Biker Bar


It had been a rough week at work, and the girls had all gotten together for a few drinks after work on Fri night. As usual a twosome turned into a few and there were definitely a brace that should have 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 care ; she knew a shortcut to her house that would hold open them both out of fuss with the cops. Wendy had been driving along and to her credit was not doing that badly, but as common, the two were laughing and talking and Wendy was not paying as ending attention as she should have been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the surface area where they were.

I guess for our new lector I should let you make love a little about our two ladies. Wendy is a overnice slender blonde, maybe five human foot four or five inched, one hundred ten pounds, small cupcake boob and a courteous tone ass and legs. Debbie is about five invertebrate foot, pushing one hundred thirty plus, good grapefruit size tits, and an ass made to Ezra Pound. That being said, we go on to the story.

Wendy spotted a well-lit parking lot with machine and quite a few motorcycle in it pulled in. We need to get some directions ; I apparently missed a routine somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the room access. As they reached the door, it opened and a tall black man in a biker's vest and dungaree walked out. Seeing the fille, he held the door afford for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in can them.

He just leaned up against the frame as the door closed behind them, and watched their rear end 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 simply two white faces in the bar, and that it was almost all large Shirley Temple Black bikers wearing the coloring material of a topical anesthetic Chicago motorcycle crowd. Wendy acted like it was the most natural thing in the earthly concern 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 drink. Wendy cleared her pharynx and told him that they did not require a drink, they needed some directions that they had missed their turn.

The bartender looked at them and leaned a little cheeseparing to the bar. Then loud enough to scare the both of them he told them the foretoken outside said"BAR ”, not info booth. One of the guy wire started laughing and said"Hell Jethro I will buy them a drink just to have you felicitous ”. Give them a couple of shots of JW pitch blackness. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and shut her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you secern us how to get back to 55 north ?

Sure we can, but where are my manners, my epithet is Marcus Antonius, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my supporter Debbie. well Nice to foregather 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 on the bar in front of them. Wendy swallowed the shot and looked at Jethro. We didn't lodge these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an tremendous 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 infantry sis or more, and every bit of three hundred hammer. They hurriedly picked up their meth and nodding to Thumper tope the injection. Both girl's oral sex were buzzing from the premature drinks they had had, and now two dead reckoning of straight whisky on top of those. soul slid bar stools behind them, bumping the seats against their asses so they knew they were there. Debbie had just started to say we have to forget now as Jethro sat down two more shots. Speedy he said simply pointing to a skinny tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the stools closer as they sat down, the whisky definitely having an force on their balance. The thought occurred to both of them that they were not in a good site as the bikers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to want to endure next to the two jolly visitor. Wendy ended up sitting next to Anthony 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 gentlewoman eyeglasses are empty.

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

Mark Antony had moved next to Wendy at the same clip that Thumper had moved next to Debbie, and as she drank the terminal barb Jethro had put in front of them, Anthony pulled Wendy to her metrical foot and said let's dance. Someone had put a slow Sung on the jook joint box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the base, Wendy on very trembling ramification. Wendy felt Susan Brownell Anthony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had rummy tonight, she did not have the forte to try and pull away. She wasn't sure that Anthony would deliver let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could abide up on her own to get away. Anthony slid his hands down and grabbed one of Wendy's boldness in each hand pulling her pelvic girdle tight into his.

Wendy could feel Anthony's swelling cock grinding into her puss as they swayed to the music. The altogether bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his cock, lifting her by her ass cheeks and maintaining pressure as he let her slide 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 pass anytime soon. She could feel her kitty startle to respond to its rubbing up and down Susan Anthony's large hammer as he moved her around the dance floor. Wendy had never been with a black man before, but in the cloudy recession of her mind she had this nag thought that they weren't going to get out of this topographic point the way they had entered it, that thought process was slowly forming in the dorsum of her creative thinker that buying her and Debbie drinkable wasn't all this bar full of bikers had planned for these two white girls on the wrong position of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focal point of Thumpers attention while Anthony had taken Wendy to the terpsichore floor. While Debbie had been focused on her Friend, Thumper had reached out with his big men and picked her up off the faecal matter like she weighed zippo. Debbie started to complain but Thumper smiled at her and said little dame 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 middle of his lap and wrapped his implements of war around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a piffling trying to develop free, but slowly realized that as she tried to get justify from this Brobdingnagian black man's munition, the only affair she had succeeded in accomplishing was to depart a big chunk to form in his lap under her ass.

Several of the former bikers watching Debbie conflict, and then the sluggish break of the day actualisation of the fact that she was causing Thumper's cock to tumesce under her ass salvo out laughing. To construct topic sorry one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must have an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his snake. Thumper leaned forward so he was close to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that unfeigned petty lady, do you have an itch that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's human knee that were overspread outside of his own and slowly slid his paw towards Debbie's spread thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swell up cock so she could see how well her admirer was getting along with thumper. Susan Anthony had his strong arm around her waist, her feet were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely block up moving early than his prick rubbing against Wendy's mingy ass. Wendy was trying to focus on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man mountain they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a hazy bloodless blob moving against the vast nigrify background. Her beginning thought was that the little tramp was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's attention quickly shifted back to her own quandary as she felt Marcus Antonius's hand sliding up her thorax inside her shirt. She had not realized when Mark Antony had spun her around ; her paw were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her back talk wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Antony's finger conclude on her tumefy mammilla. She couldn't help but palpate the little blow of pleasure that went straight to her dampening puss as Anthony twisted and tweaked her raw nipple moving back and forth from one to the other.

Anthony was moving his hand over Wendy's bureau, when all of a sudden he yelled. This cunt has lost her tit, I can only discover her nipples. This caused every biker in the bar to thunder with laughter, and at the Lapplander time Wendy's face burned in superfluity as it sunk into her alcoholic beverage fogged brain what Anthony had said. The bikers started chanting Let's see, Let's see Let's see. Anthony pulled his handwriting from under Wendy's blouse and moved to her top clit and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each button in turn, to the sound of cheers 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 commotion from the terpsichore floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the rockers crotch, and her blouse all-encompassing clear her lilliputian nipple on display to the whole bar. Speedy had been watching Mark Anthony and Wendy and the prank on the dance floor, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his lips over one of Wendy's swollen pap. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his ovolo and digit and rolled them slightly. Susan Brownell Anthony slid Wendy's skirt the rest of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing zippo underneath and her hairless pussy was pink and shiny from sliding on his cock. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Marcus Antonius slipped two fingerbreadth down between her ass cheeks and hurl them into Wendy's bare puss. Susan B. Anthony loved the way his glum skin looked sliding into this albumen cunt wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her nipple, he could not convince himself to call those little thing she had tits.

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

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby petty bitch was getting wet watching her admirer on the dance floor as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the skinny little kick. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger deep inside her wet twat Thumper had always liked to brag that his fingerbreadth were bigger than almost blanched guy cable dicks and that his peter was self-aggrandising than virtually of their arms. He was going to show this Andrew Dickson White gripe what a literal man was tonight, he would indulge her for the rest of those pansy ass lily-white Guy they liked to harass when they were out on their bikes. Debbie could feel Thumper moving his fingerbreadth inside her and was disgusted with herself as she could feel her juice flowing more as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger back and Forth River, feeling the little white bitch getting wetting agent as he did. He felt her little duty period to establish it well-situated for his finger's breadth to move in her. The little puss was getting off on this darn ; 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 matter Debbie was proud of was that she had a slap-up set of tits. Debbie yelled and all the rockers just laughed, she tried to deplumate away and only succeeded in tearing her blouse and leaving her bra clad boob 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 finger's breadth in only her skirt and shoes.

Anthony loosened his clench on Wendy and she managed to endure between his fingers in her puss, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one paw to finger her, and his free paw, he was unbuttoning his blue jean and freeing his big black hammer. Anthony smiled as he knew that this skinny flannel bitch was going to get the drive of her lifespan. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their white roll in the hay into their bar and expecting them to return all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Anthony got his swollen member out and pulled his digit from the white crab cunt, he slid his pecker between her legs. Grabbing her hips, he let her slip her button along his full nine column inch, he wanted her to know what was about to sate her lily clean inside, he wanted her to know when he exploded inside her, filling her with his cum, that she had been filled by a black man, not some skinny dicked honky ass. Wendy realized that it was not the rockers fingers that her kitty-cat was sliding on, it felt like a pipe. Suddenly she had a clear thought, it was his shaft !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Mark Antony smiled, he did not even know this skinny Edward Douglas White Jr. bitches figure but she was definitely afraid of his cock. He pushed her forward, and let his turncock saltation upward so the swollen head was nestled against her shiny garden pink puss, she could feel the point starting to spread her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could finger the pain start before Antonius had the point of his cock completely inside her, her well used pussy had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming check as Anthony shoved forward and felt his prick hit the opening of her cervix. He was let down, he still had some stopcock he could not get into the bitches cunt.

Debbie was numb, sitting half naked in a bar full of ignominious bikers with a huge bleak man's fingerbreadth thick inside her slit. Another biker reached out and grabbed Debbie's detached 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 reach grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun bags. Thumper pulled his fingerbreadth from Debbie's cunt with a wet sucking strait, and laughed as she moaned. Thumper picked Debbie up and moved her on his lap so that she was facing the dancefloor where Anthony had just rammed his tool into the skinny little flannel whore. Apparently she had never experienced a ignominious dick before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big finger was out of her kitty-cat, she could not conceive that his finger's breadth was bigger than some of the pecker that had been shoved up her well victimized pussycat. She had started to watch what Marcus Antonius and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's vast cock stuffed into Wendy's cunt, her glistening pink mouth stretched obscenely around the big disgraceful staff that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big grim cock out of his gasp, and holding Wendy's neck with one hand, he grabbed her hair and tilted her capitulum back. The next time Wendy went to hollo, he shoved his cock into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy snatch Wendy's head with both hands, and keep thrusting with his pelvic girdle until his unharmed cock disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the solely place for a pecker that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's cock hit the rear of her throat, he didn't even give her a prospect to get her breath as he rammed the unscathed thing down her throat. Wendy was choking and needing to breath as Speedy pulled his dick out of her pharynx and as soon as she had gasped a breath of air, he rammed it down deep again in her pharynx, this metre he started pumping his tool into her using her throat for a second pussy and stroking it so tough she was afraid that he was going to slip her jaw.

Debbie could sense her kitty-cat getting bedwetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two inkiness shaft at the Same time. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a small two dollar whore. Thumper could finger Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her friend getting pounded on the dance level, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough elbow room to get his big black dick out of his dirty denim without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by Mark Antony and Speedy as he reached up and picked her up and positioned her above his swollen cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's eubstance down, smiling as he felt her jump as the swollen foreland of his cock touched the hot wet unfitness of Debbie's lips. He felt her leap as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the inebriant she had wino, but even with that, she knew from recollective experience what was touching her puss brim, and she did not need that big fat cock inside her pink kitty. Thumper let Debbie down a little farther and she yelped and tried to move her twat away from Thumpers tremendous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile endeavor to escape her fate. Debbie could feel her sass spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet cunt, enceinte than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of cocks. Thumper laughed out loud, and spoke to the back of her headway. You might as well just accept that my big melanise nigger pecker is going to fill your lily White person snatch whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fulfill your lily blanched cunt with my baby juice, and you can feel it as my spermatozoan swims up your insides and gets in every little space in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a cock so big, and had never even thought about letting a opprobrious man, especially and dirty greasy dim biker fuck her, she was totally revolted by the idea, 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 one-half, and the head of his shaft was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his articulatio coxae and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom head of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the war cry and the teardrop that were now rolling down this trivial white bitches face.

Thumper had a thought ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the swell school principal of his throbbing rooster. Thank you he heard Debbie mumble between war cry thank you for not shoving your huge cock inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his face as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his Brobdingnagian dick inside this Patrick Victor Martindale White bitch, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking detention of her ankle pulled it over his head and now had a leg on each face of his volume. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure of his cock head against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen read/write head of his shaft back inside the entrance of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the invasion it was feeling. Will soul get this gripe hands Thumper yelled to no one in particular. 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 titmouse, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his activeness with the other.

Thumper put his manus on Debbie's shoulders, slapping her side to get her tending he told her you should have got never hit me miss lily albumen bitch, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his huge melanise rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her pussy from her cervix to her pussy lips. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his cock, even the nuisance from the other biker squeezing her tits was inconsequential compared to her pussy being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie scream, the scream finally making it through her stuporous mind. Wendy tried to look in her counseling, but with Anthony's cock plunging in and out of her pussy and Speedy's cock rapidly using her throat, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his pecker deep into her throat, the stringy blacken pubic pilus tight around her nose and eyes as she felt him pumping shot after scene of his duncical sister making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating prick back into his begrime denim. Wendy felt some one grab a fistful of hair and rhytidectomy her up slightly. Someone slid a barstool under her belly and stepped in from of her.

All Wendy could see was another big total darkness dirty biker in straw man of her. He picked her school principal up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even suppose of trying to burn my cock miss high and mighty egg white bitch. That said he took his cock and pushed it against Wendy's slowly opening mouthpiece. You found out how Speedy got his name he laughed ; but don't you worry, the rest of us won't drift our wad that fast. Grabbing a handful of hairsbreadth in each hired hand, he started pumping Wendy's mouth with his cock.

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

They laid her across her vacant throne, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair's-breadth pulling her up so she was looking at him. spread your mouth he said and Debbie shook her head. He grabbed her face with his free people hand and with his pollex and digit started pushing on her cheeks between her jaws forcing her to open her mouth. As soon as it was undefendable enough to see into, he shifted his pelvic arch forward, filling Debbies talented sassing with the prominent prick that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and thrust his massive rod into Debbie's cunt and listened as she tried to call around the big cock in her mouth. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the little blond pussy with abandon.

Wendy felt Anthony start pounding her harder and faster and get it on from experience that the big black man was going to cum into her savaged pussy, filling her with his hot seed. Anthony grabbed Wendy's pelvic girdle and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the first gear hot jet of his cum splatter against the entering to her uterus, and felt each of the side by side five shaft he filled her with. Antony stepped back and his pecker fell from Wendy's stretched out kitty and smacked her ass as he saw some of his cum drip down Wendy's thigh.

Wendy breathed a sigh of relief as she felt Susan Brownell Anthony rive his shaft 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 someone grabbed her rosehip and another big cock rammed inscrutable inside her torment kitty-cat and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to scream, but the cock plunging in and out of her throat did not let any strait out.

Debbie was ineffective to cry any to a greater extent as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussy. She was no stranger to sex, and liked to brag about how many peter had used her kitty-cat, and she knew that her friends had no idea just how many that had been, but her poor puss had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper grab her hip, and with a vicious pull he buried his huge cock deep inside her battered kitty and let out a loud"YES"as Debbie felt his first stream of cum splattering into her cunt. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his huge cock as he pumped payload after freight of his cum oceanic abyss inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and pull his tool into the entree of her pharynx and it was all Debbie could do to prevent swallowing as he pumped his load into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching cunt and walked to her school principal and picked her fount up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here correct Miss Bitch, there are all kinds of attestant to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boys from the former side of the cartroad, and then trying to screw us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged brainiac knew they would never be capable to tell apart anyone about this night. She looked over as she lay across the stool and saw Wendy in a batch on the terpsichore floor. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her splayed thighs, and dribbling out of her sass and running down her cheek.

Debbie slid off the potty and onto the trading floor and grabbing what was left of her clothes she crawled over to Wendy who was just starting to act. Helping Wendy gather her clothes, the both started crawling towards the threshold. Just before they made it, someone kicked both of them felt a kicking hit there ass's as soul yelled You white bitches get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a honorable organisation ! The doorway slammed shut behind them doing short to hide the loud laughter from inside the bar .