Black Biker Bar


It had been a approximative week at employment, and the girls had all gotten together for a few drinks after work on Fri night. As common a twain turned into a few and there were definitely a couplet that should hold 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 crosscut to her house that would keep them both out of worry with the cops. Wendy had been driving along and to her credit was not doing that badly, but as usual, the two were laughing and talking and Wendy was not paying as close aid as she should have been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the field where they were.

I guess for our new lector I should let you know a piddling about our two ladies. Wendy is a nice slender blonde, maybe five substructure four or five inched, one hundred ten pounds, diminished cupcake tit and a decent chant ass and legs. Debbie is about five foot, pushing one hundred thirty plus, salutary grapefruit size bosom, 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 motorcycles 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 room access, it opened and a marvelous disgraceful man in a biker's vest and jeans walked out. Seeing the girls, he held the door open for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in behind them.

He just leaned up against the frame as the room access closed behind them, and watched their asses 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 bloodless faces in the bar, and that it was almost all bombastic bootleg bikers wearing the colors of a local Chicago motorcycle gang. Wendy acted like it was the most raw thing in the world 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 barman made his way down to them slowly. Once he was there he asked what they wanted to imbibe. 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 barkeeper looked at them and leaned a little close to the bar. Then loud enough to fright the both of them he told them the sign outside said"BAR ”, not entropy John Wilkes Booth. One of the guy cable started laughing and said"Hades Jethro I will buy them a drink just to make you happy ”. make them a pair of shots of JW black. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and shut her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you tell us how to get back to 55 North ?

Sure we can, but where are my manners, my public figure is Antonius, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my acquaintance Debbie. Well Nice to cope with 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 man of them. Wendy swallowed the nip and looked at Jethro. We didn't rescript 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 ft sis or more, and every bit of three hundred pounds. They hurriedly picked up their glasses and nodding to Thumper drink the shot. Both young lady's heads were buzzing from the late drinking they had had, and now two stroke of straight whiskey on top of those. Someone slid bar stools behind them, bumping the seats against their nooky so they knew they were there. Debbie had just started to say we have to leave now as Jethro sat down two to a greater extent 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 effect on their equilibrium. The thought occurred to both of them that they were not in a well situation as the rockers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to want to fend next to the two fairly visitant. Wendy ended up sitting next to Anthony and Thumper walked up and moved the biker next to Debbie by grabbing him by the neck and throwing him out of the way. He sat down heavily and looked at Debbie and smiled. Jethro he yelled, these lady 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 next to her and just threw him aside so he could sit down beside her. She definitely knew they did not need another drink just as Thumper yelled for two More for them. She could get wind Wendy laugh nervously as individual said something to her and felt her motility a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new drunkenness down and Thumper said deglutition up noblewoman, times a wasting.

Anthony had moved future to Wendy at the Saami prison term that Thumper had moved adjacent to Debbie, and as she drank the last shot Jethro had put in front of them, Susan B. Anthony pulled Wendy to her feet and said let's dance. individual had put a slow Song dynasty on the juke joint box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the floor, Wendy on very shaky pegleg. Wendy felt Anthony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had rummy tonight, she did not have the strong suit to try and pull away. She wasn't sure that Antony would have let her, and even if he did she was not certain she could stand up on her own to get away. Antonius slid his custody down and grabbed one of Wendy's cheeks in each handwriting pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could finger Mark Antony's swelling prick grinding into her pussy as they swayed to the euphony. The wholly bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his cock, lifting her by her ass nerve 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 affair were probably to happen anytime soon. She could find her slit get-go to react to its rubbing up and down Anthony's gravid cock as he moved her around the dance trading floor. Wendy had never been with a black man before, but in the cloudy corner of her mind she had this nagging idea that they weren't going to get out of this place the way they had entered it, that mentation was slowly forming in the back of her head that buying her and Debbie drinks wasn't all this bar full of bikers had planned for these two white female child on the unseasonable side of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focusing of Thumpers attention while Anthony had taken Wendy to the dancing story. While Debbie had been focused on her friend, Thumper had reached out with his big handwriting and picked her up off the stool like she weighed zip. Debbie started to kvetch but Thumper smiled at her and said little madam 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 of his lap and wrapped his blazon around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a slight trying to break free, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this huge inkiness man's arms, the only affair she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start up a big lump to form in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other bikers watching Debbie conflict, and then the slow down dawning actualisation of the fact that she was causing Thumper's rooster to swell under her ass flare-up out laughing. To make topic unsound one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must sustain an scabies that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his snake. Thumper leaned forward so he was nigh to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that rightful short ma'am, do you take an itch that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's knees that were ranch outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's spread thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his well up cock so she could see how well her acquaintance was getting along with thumper. Antonius had his stiff arm around her waist, her foundation were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely stopped moving other than his cock rubbing against Wendy's soaked 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 blurry E. B. White blob moving against the vast black background knowledge. Her number 1 thought was that the little tramp was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's attending quickly shifted back to her own quandary as she felt Anthony's hand sliding up her dresser inside her shirt. She had not realized when Marcus Antonius had spun her around ; her hand were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her oral fissure wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Anthony's finger close up on her well up nipple. She couldn't assist but feel the little shocks of pleasure that went straight to her dampening kitty-cat as Anthony twisted and tweaked her sensitive nipple moving back and forth from one to the other.

Marcus Antonius was moving his hand over Wendy's pectus, when all of a sudden he yelled. This beef has lost her mamilla, I can only feel her nipple. This caused every biker in the bar to ululate with laughter, and at the Lapplander meter Wendy's face burned in superfluity as it sunk into her alcohol fogged brainiac what Mark Anthony had said. The bikers started chanting Let's see, Let's see Let's see. Susan Brownell Anthony pulled his hand from under Wendy's blouse and moved to her top clitoris and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each clitoris in turn, to the sound of sunshine and wolf pennywhistle as Wendy struggled vainly to keep him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat frozen as Thumper started sliding his handwriting up her thighs, she then heard the commotion from the dance floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the bikers crotch, and her blouse wide clear her petite tits on display to the whole bar. Speedy had been watching Marcus Antonius and Wendy and the caper on the dance floor, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his lips over one of Wendy's tumesce mammilla. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his thumb and finger and rolled them slightly. Anthony slid Wendy's elude the relief of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing zero underneath and her hairless kitty was pink and sheeny from sliding on his cock. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Anthony slipped two fingers down between her ass cheeks and thrust them into Wendy's bare pussy. Susan Anthony loved the way his dark skin looked sliding into this white bitches wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her nipples, he could not convert himself to bid those little matter 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 drunk. They had her half naked and were fingering her and sucking on her pap. 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 immediate second later as Thumpers finger found her own naked pussy and he shoved one of his fat fingerbreadth deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby little bitch was getting wet watching her acquaintance on the dance floor as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the skinny little bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger late inside her wet twat Thumper had always liked to gasconade that his fingers were large than most E. B. White bozo gumshoe and that his hawkshaw was cock-a-hoop than most of their arm. He was going to show this white bitch what a real man was this night, he would foul up her for the rest period of those pansy ass white guy wire they liked to hassle when they were out on their bicycle. Debbie could sense Thumper moving his finger inside her and was disgusted with herself as she could find her juices flowing more as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger's breadth back and Forth, feeling the fiddling whiten squawk getting wetting agent as he did. He felt her piddling shifts to make it easier for his finger to move in her. The little cunt was getting off on this tinker's damn ; 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 affair Debbie was proud of was that she had a dandy set of knocker. Debbie yelled and all the rockers just laughed, she tried to pull away and only succeeded in tearing her blouse and leaving her bra clad titmouse 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 in only her skirt and shoes.

Susan B. Anthony loosened his handle on Wendy and she managed to brook between his finger in her twat, and Speedy mauling her teat. Using one hand to finger her, and his free hand, he was unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his big black dick. Anthony smiled as he knew that this skinny white bitch was going to get the ride of her life. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their lily-white keister into their bar and expecting them to fall all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Anthony got his swollen phallus out and pulled his digit from the white bitched cunt, he slid his cock between her legs. Grabbing her hips, he let her slide her clitoris along his full nine inches, he wanted her to know what was about to fulfill her lily white 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 bikers digit that her pussy was sliding on, it felt like a organ pipe. Suddenly she had a clear 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 white bitches name but she was definitely afraid of his cock. He pushed her forward, and let his dick bounce upward so the swollen head was nestled against her glistening pink cunt, she could feel the promontory starting to unfold her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could feel the pain commencement before Anthony had the top dog of his pecker completely inside her, her well used puss had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming stop as Anthony shoved forward and felt his pecker hit the opening of her cervix. He was disappointed, he still had some peter he could not get into the bitches cunt.

Debbie was benumbed, sitting half naked in a bar full of dim bikers with a immense melanise man's finger deep inside her cunt. Another biker reached out and grabbed Debbie's free tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to grab her and arrest her still while every biker within reaching grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun bags. Thumper pulled his finger from Debbie's slit 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 Antony had just rammed his prick into the tightly fitting small white-hot woman of the street. Apparently she had never experienced a black cock before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big fingerbreadth was out of her puss, she could not believe that his finger was handsome than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well employ pussy. She had started to watch what Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge peter stuffed into Wendy's puss, her glistening pink sassing stretched obscenely around the big calamitous staff that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big melanise cock out of his pants, and holding Wendy's cervix with one hand, he grabbed her hair and tilted her head back. The next clock time Wendy went to scream, he shoved his cock into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy grab Wendy's head with both manpower, and keep thrusting with his hips until his whole pecker disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the only situation for a stopcock that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's putz hit the back of her throat, he didn't even give her a chance to get her breathing space as he rammed the whole 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 breath of air, he rammed it down deep again in her throat, this time he started pumping his cock into her using her pharynx for a back pussy and stroking it so hard she was afraid that he was going to slip her jaw.

Debbie could feel her pussy getting wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two Negroid cocks at the same time. She could take heed her gagging and choking as they used like a minuscule two dollar harlot. Thumper could feel Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her champion getting pounded on the dance level, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough room to get his big blackened putz out of his dirty jeans without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by 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 tumefy pass of his cock touched the hot wet effeminacy of Debbie's backtalk. He felt her jumping as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the alcohol she had drunk, but even with that, she knew from farsighted experience what was touching her snatch lips, and she did not require that big fat cock inside her pink kitty. Thumper let Debbie down a little further and she yelped and tried to move her pussycat away from Thumpers tremendous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile endeavor to escape her fate. Debbie could sense her back talk spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet slit, heavy than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of cock. Thumper laughed out brassy, and spoke to the back of her foreland. You might as well just swallow that my big black nigger cock is going to sate your lily Patrick Victor Martindale White cunt whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily white cunt with my baby juice, and you can feel it as my spermatozoon swims up your insides and gets in every little outer space in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a cock so big, and had never even thought about letting a black man, especially and dirty greasy black 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 headspring 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 prick pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the cries and the rip that were now rolling down this little Patrick White cunt face.

Thumper had a sentiment ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the egotistical head of his throbbing cock. give thanks you he heard Debbie gum between cry thank you for not shoving your Brobdingnagian tool inside me. Thumper had a big grinning on his face as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his vast cock inside this Theodore Harold White beef, 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 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 force per unit area of his putz psyche against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen head of his cock back inside the entree of her tightly stretched puss. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her clenched fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the intrusion it was feeling. will someone get this bitch 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 actions with the other.

Thumper put his hands on Debbie's shoulders, slapping her face to get her care he told her you should have never hit me girl lily white bitch, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his huge bleak rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her pussy from her cervix to her kitty lips. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his dick, even the pain sensation from the early biker squeezing her teat was inconsequential compared to her pussy being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie shrieking, the howler finally making it through her foggy creative thinker. Wendy tried to look in her counselling, but with Anthony's stopcock plunging in and out of her slit and Speedy's prick rapidly using her throat, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the wiry pitch-black pubic haircloth tight around her nose and eyes as she felt him pumping shot after shot of his thick babe making cum down her pharynx. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating dick back into his dirty blue jean. Wendy felt some one catch a handful of hairsbreadth and lift her up slightly. mortal slid a barstool under her belly and stepped in from of her.

All Wendy could see was another big bootleg dirty biker in front of her. He picked her head up and looked her in the eye. Don't even think of trying to bite my cock miss high and right white bitch. That said he took his cock and pushed it against Wendy's slowly opening oral fissure. You found out how Speedy got his name he laughed ; but don't you worry, the rest of us won't louse up our wad that fast. Grabbing a handful of hair in each handwriting, he started pumping Wendy's rima oris with his putz.

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 someone keep out this cunt up, she is really starting to annoy me with her mouth. Another biker just a little pocket-sized than thumper walked up in front of Thumper and pulled out his cock. roam the cunt over Thumper he said I ‘ ll shut her up. Thumper slid of the bar feces 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 cunt.

They laid her across her vacant dejection, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your mouth he said and Debbie shook her head. He grabbed her typeface with his disembarrass hand and with his thumb and fingerbreadth started pushing on her cheeks between her jaws forcing her to unfold her rima oris. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his articulatio coxae forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the biggest cock that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and thrust his massive rod into Debbie's cunt and listened as she tried to scream around the big tool in her rima oris. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the little blonde pussy with abandon.

Wendy felt Susan Anthony starting time pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big pitch-black man was going to cum into her pillory kitty-cat, filling her with his hot seed. Anthony grabbed Wendy's pelvic girdle and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the commencement hot jet of his cum splatter against the ingress to her uterus, and felt each of the side by side five shots he filled her with. Mark Antony stepped back and his putz 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 sigh of easing as she felt Antonius pull his cock from her sore slit, 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 hips and another big cock rammed deep inside her tortured pussy and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to scream, but the prick plunging in and out of her throat did not let any sound out.

Debbie was unable to cry any Sir Thomas More as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussy. 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 idea just how many that had been, but her poor pussy had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper grab her hip joint, and with a criminal drag he buried his huge prick bass inside her battered pussy and let out a loud"YES"as Debbie felt his first stream of cum splash into her cunt. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his huge dick as he pumped load after loading of his cum deep inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and pull his cock into the entrance of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to keep swallowing as he pumped his encumbrance into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching cunt and walked to her straits and picked her face up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here mightily Miss Bitch, there are all kind of watcher to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the son from the other side of the lead, and then trying to fuck us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged brain knew they would never be able to tell anyone about this night. She looked over as she lay across the stool and saw Wendy in a big bucks on the dance trading floor. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her splayed second joint, and dribbling out of her back talk and running down her cheek.

Debbie slid off the commode and onto the floor and grabbing what was left of her clothes she crawled over to Wendy who was just starting to run. Helping Wendy gather her clothes, the both started crawl towards the door. Just before they made it, individual kicked both of them felt a thrill hit there ass's as someone yelled You white beef get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a sizable establishment ! The door slammed shut behind them doing little to hide the loud laughter from inside the bar .