Black Biker Bar


It had been a rough week at work, and the lady friend had all gotten together for a few drinking after oeuvre on Friday night. As usual a couple turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should own had designated number one wood 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 hassle with the pig. Wendy had been driving along and to her acknowledgment was not doing that badly, but as common, the two were laughing and talking and Wendy was not paying as close attention as she should let been. Looking around she realized that she did not realize the area where they were.

I guess for our new referee I should let you sleep together a little about our two Lady. Wendy is a overnice slender blonde, maybe five metrical unit four or five inched, one hundred ten pounds, small-scale cupcake tits and a nice toned ass and leg. Debbie is about five base, pushing one hundred thirty plus, skilful grapefruit size tit, and an ass made to Ezra Loomis 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 directions ; I apparently missed a crook somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the door. As they reached the doorway, it opened and a magniloquent black man in a biker's vest and jeans walked out. Seeing the young woman, 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 buttocks them.

He just leaned up against the shape as the threshold 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 livid faces in the bar, and that it was almost all with child black bikers wearing the colour of a local Windy City motorcycle gang. Wendy acted like it was the most cancel 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 barkeep 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 desire a beverage, they needed some way that they had missed their turn.

The barkeeper looked at them and leaned a little closer to the bar. Then tacky enough to scare the both of them he told them the house outside said"BAR ”, not information Booth. One of the guys started laughing and said"Hell Jethro I will buy them a deglutition just to make you glad ”. move over them a couple of shots of JW Black. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and shut out her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you tell us how to get back to 55 magnetic north ?

Sure we can, but where are my mode, my name is Anthony, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my ally Debbie. wellspring Nice to meet you two, drink up, don't want to let good whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their shabu when Jethro set down two more on the bar in forepart of them. Wendy swallowed the scene and looked at Jethro. We didn't order 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 to the lowest degree six feet sis or more, and every bit of three hundred pound sign. They hurriedly picked up their glasses and nodding to Thumper drank the shot. Both daughter's heads were buzzing from the previous crapulence they had had, and now two snapshot of straightforward whisky on top of those. Someone slid bar stools behind them, bumping the butt against their bottom so they knew they were there. Debbie had just started to say we have to exit now as Jethro sat down two Thomas 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 whiskey definitely having an effect on their sense of balance. The thinking occurred to both of them that they were not in a good situation as the rockers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to want to resist following to the two pretty 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 and throwing him out of the way. He sat down heavily and looked at Debbie and smiled. Jethro he yelled, these ma'am deoxyephedrine are empty.

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

Susan B. Anthony had moved following to Wendy at the same sentence that Thumper had moved adjacent to Debbie, and as she drank the final stage shaft Jethro had put in front of them, Anthony pulled Wendy to her feet and said let's dance. individual had put a slow Sung on the juke box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the story, 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 pull away. She wasn't sure that Susan Brownell Anthony would have let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could endure up on her own to get away. Susan Anthony slid his workforce down and grabbed one of Wendy's cheeks in each helping hand pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could finger Antony's swelling cock grinding into her pussy as they swayed to the medicine. The whole bar was watching as Mark Antony started sliding Wendy on his cock, lifting her by her ass face and maintaining pressing as he let her slide back down. Wendy wanted to get away from Susan B. Anthony, and wanted to get out of the bar but knew the neither of those things were likely to find anytime soon. She could feel her kitty start to respond to its rubbing up and down Susan Anthony's large cock as he moved her around the dancing floor. Wendy had never been with a blackened man before, but in the cloudy recesses of her head she had this peck thought 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 mind that buying her and Debbie drinks wasn't all this bar fully of bikers had planned for these two white girl on the wrong incline of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focus of Thumpers attention while Anthony had taken Wendy to the terpsichore level. While Debbie had been focused on her friend, Thumper had reached out with his big hired hand and picked her up off the stool like she weighed nada. Debbie started to complain but Thumper smiled at her and said trivial lady you were swaying on that potty 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 coat of arms around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a little trying to break free, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this Brobdingnagian black man's arms, the merely matter she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start a big lump to form in his lap under her ass.

Several of the former bikers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slow down break of day realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's dick to swell under her ass fit out laughing. To ca-ca matters worsened one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must make an urge 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 genuine minuscule gentlewoman, do you ingest an itch that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's knees that were circulate outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's spread thighs.

Susan Brownell Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen tool so she could see how well her friend was getting along with thumper. Anthony had his strong arm around her waist, her base were barely touching the level and they had almost completely stopped moving early than his cock rubbing against Wendy's tight 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 fuzzed white blob moving against the huge black background. Her inaugural thought was that the little hobo 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 Antony's paw sliding up her chest inside her shirt. She had not realized when Anthony had spun her around ; her hands were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her mouth wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Mark Anthony's finger close on her egotistical nipple. She couldn't help but sense the petty seismic disturbance of pleasure that went straight to her dampening pussy as Susan Brownell Anthony twisted and tweaked her sensitive mamilla moving back and forth from one to the other.

Anthony was moving his hand over Wendy's chest, when all of a sudden he yelled. This kick has lost her nipple, I can only find her tit. This caused every biker in the bar to roar with laughter, and at the same time Wendy's cheek burned in embarrassment as it sunk into her alcoholic drink fogged brain what 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 bend, to the speech sound of cheers and wolf tin whistle as Wendy struggled vainly to keep him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat fixed as Thumper started sliding his handwriting up her second joint, she then heard the commotion from the dance floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the rockers crotch, and her blouse wide of the mark open her tiny tits on display to the whole bar. Speedy had been watching Anthony and Wendy and the antic on the dancing floor, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his lips over one of Wendy's tumefy nipple. Wendy groaned as he took the early between his pollex and finger and rolled them slightly. Susan B. Anthony slid Wendy's surround the eternal sleep of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing zero underneath and her hairless slit was rap and shiny from sliding on his cock. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Anthony slipped two finger's breadth down between her ass cheeks and thrust them into Wendy's bare cunt. Anthony loved the way his sinister peel looked sliding into this white bitches wet twat, as Speedy sucked on her mamilla, he could not win over himself to call those small affair she had tits.

Debbie also groaned as she saw the two bikers on the trading 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 tits. Debbie could not aid but get a small wet, watching Wendy get used as she was. Debbie forgot all about Thumper and his paw almost on her own pussycat, she got a rude awakening a quickly second later as Thumpers finger found her own nude twat and he shoved one of his fat digits cryptical inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby piffling kick was getting wet watching her ally on the saltation story as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the skinny piffling bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger deep inside her wet pussy Thumper had always liked to brag that his fingerbreadth were bigger than well-nigh white guys dicks and that his putz was bigger than most of their arms. He was going to shew this White gripe what a actual man was tonight, he would foul up her for the rest of those pansy ass Stanford White guys they liked to provoke when they were out on their bicycle. Debbie could palpate Thumper moving his fingerbreadth inside her and was disgusted with herself as she could feel her juices flowing More as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger back and forth, feeling the little white bitch getting wetter as he did. He felt her piffling transfer to earn it easy for his finger to run in her. The little twat was getting off on this mother fucker ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get tonight. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers loose hired man grab her tit, one thing Debbie was proud of was that she had a great set of tits. 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 tits for all of them to leer at. Thumper took attention of that also as he reached out and yanked her bra off of her leaving her sitting on his finger in only her chick and shoes.

Antonius loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to stand between his digit in her pussy, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one handwriting to finger her, and his unfreeze hand, he was unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his big blacken cock. Anthony smiled as he knew that this boney Edward Douglas White Jr. beef was going to get the ride of her life. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their white tooshie into their bar and expecting them to pass all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Anthony got his swollen fellow member out and pulled his fingerbreadth from the ovalbumin bitched slit, he slid his cock between her legs. Grabbing her coxa, he let her slide her button along his good nine inches, he wanted her to know what was about to fill her lily white inside, he wanted her to lie with 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 cunt was sliding on, it felt like a organ pipe. Suddenly she had a clear thought process, it was his cock !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Anthony smiled, he did not even know this boney white bitches name but she was definitely afraid of his cock. He pushed her forward, and let his cock spring upward so the swollen head teacher was nestled against her glistening garden pink cunt, she could experience the head starting to open her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could feel the hurting starting before Marcus Antonius had the principal of his shaft completely inside her, her well used snatch had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming stop as Anthony shoved forward and felt his putz hit the chess opening of her cervix. He was foiled, he still had some cock he could not get into the squawk cunt.

Debbie was numb, sitting half naked in a bar full moon of black bikers with a vast black man's thumb recondite inside her pussy. Another biker reached out and grabbed Debbie's discharge tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to grab her and curb her still while every biker within reach grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun purse. Thumper pulled his finger from Debbie's puss with a wet suction sound, and laughed as she moaned. Thumper picked Debbie up and moved her on his lap so that she was facing the dancefloor where Marcus Antonius had just rammed his cock into the tightfitting little bloodless tart. 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 finger was out of her pussy, she could not consider that his digit was handsome than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well used puss. She had started to watch what Antonius and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Antony's Brobdingnagian dick stuffed into Wendy's cunt, her glistening knock lip stretched obscenely around the big black staff that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big shameful turncock out of his pants, and holding Wendy's neck with one hand, he grabbed her hair and tilted her oral sex back. The next time Wendy went to cry, he shoved his tool into her back talk. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy grab Wendy's head with both hands, and keep thrusting with his pelvic girdle until his completely cock disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the alone place for a prick that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's cock hit the back of her throat, he didn't even give her a chance to get her breathing time as he rammed the unscathed affair down her pharynx. Wendy was choking and needing to breath as Speedy pulled his putz out of her throat and as soon as she had gasped a breathing place of air, he rammed it down deep again in her throat, this sentence he started pumping his pecker into her using her pharynx for a minute pussy and stroking it so hard she was afraid that he was going to luxate her jaw.

Debbie could find her pussy getting wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two shameful dick at the same clock time. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a short two dollar whore. Thumper could finger Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her friend getting pounded on the dance floor, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough room to get his big pitch-black cock out of his dirty jeans without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by Susan Brownell Anthony and Speedy as he reached up and picked her up and positioned her above his swollen cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's trunk down, smiling as he felt her jumping as the self-conceited head of his prick touched the hot wet softness of Debbie's lips. He felt her jump as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the alcoholic drink she had sot, but even with that, she knew from long experience what was touching her slit sass, and she did not desire that big fat cock inside her pink kitty. Thumper let Debbie down a little further and she yelped and tried to move her pussy away from Thumpers enormous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile endeavour to get out her fate. Debbie could experience her sassing spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet cunt, bigger than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of cocks. Thumper laughed out forte, and spoke to the vertebral column of her question. You might as well just accept that my big ignominious nigger stopcock is going to fill your lily clean pussy whether you like it or not. Then I am going to take your lily white cunt with my child 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 pecker so big, and had never even thought about letting a total darkness man, especially and dirty greasy blacken 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 teacher of his cock was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his hip joint and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom cloud head of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the cries and the tears that were now rolling down this little white bitches face.

Thumper had a thinking ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the swollen read/write head of his throbbing cock. Thank you he heard Debbie mumble between cries thank you for not shoving your immense cock inside me. Thumper had a big smiling on his face as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his huge peter inside this white bitch, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking hold of her mortise joint pulled it over his head and now had a leg on each English of his majority. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure sensation of his tool point against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the self-conceited oral sex of his shaft back inside the entryway of her tightly stretched puss. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fists, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the violation it was feeling. will someone get this bitches hands Thumper yelled to no one in particular. Another fat greasy biker stepped up and laughed as he caught her helping hand. 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 workforce on Debbie's shoulder, slapping her face to get her attention he told her you should have never hit me leave out lily albumen bitch, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his huge Shirley Temple rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her pussy from her cervix to her pussy rim. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his cock, even the pain from the other biker squeezing her tits was inconsequent compared to her pussy being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie scream, the scream finally making it through her foggy mind. Wendy tried to look in her instruction, but with Antony's turncock plunging in and out of her slit and Speedy's prick rapidly using her throat, she could hardly make a motion. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the stringy Negroid pubic fuzz tight around her nose and eyes as she felt him pumping jibe after slam of his thick baby making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating putz back into his bemire jeans. Wendy felt some one catch a fistful of hair and lift 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 head up and looked her in the middle. Don't even think of trying to prick my cock miss luxuriously and mighty White River bitch. That said he took his turncock 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 balance of us won't blow our wad that fast. Grabbing a fistful of hairsbreadth in each hired hand, he started pumping Wendy's oral fissure 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 person shut this bitch up, she is really starting to annoy me with her mouth. Another biker just a little smaller 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 stool and holding onto Debbie's waist the two of them simply rotated Debbie on his cock with her screaming all the way about Thumpers cock hurting her puss.

They laid her across her vacant stool, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the tomentum pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your mouth he said and Debbie shook her drumhead. He grabbed her face with his free deal and with his thumb and finger started pushing on her cheeks between her jaws forcing her to open her back talk. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his coxa forward, filling Debbies talented oral fissure with the bragging putz that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and thrust his monolithic rod into Debbie's cunt and listened as she tried to holler around the big rooster in her oral fissure. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the short blonde pussy with wantonness.

Wendy felt Anthony start pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big black man was going to cum into her savaged puss, filling her with his hot seed. Mark Antony grabbed Wendy's hips and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the first base hot jet of his cum splatter against the ingress to her womb, and felt each of the next five blastoff he filled her with. Marcus Antonius 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 relievo as she felt Antony pull his stopcock 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 hips and another big cock rammed thick inside her tormented pussy and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to yell, but the cock plunging in and out of her throat did not let any sound out.

Debbie was ineffectual to cry any to a greater extent as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussy. She was no alien to sex, and liked to brag about how many cocks had used her twat, and she knew that her protagonist had no mind just how many that had been, but her inadequate pussy had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper snatch her hips, and with a condemnable puff he buried his huge rooster deep inside her battered pussy and let out a loud"YES"as Debbie felt his first flow of cum splash into her pussy. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his huge rooster as he pumped burden after load of his cum deep inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and pull his dick into the entranceway of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to hold back swallowing as he pumped his load into her look. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive turncock out of Debbies aching cunt and walked to her head and picked her boldness up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here powerful Miss beef, there are all kind of witnesses to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boy from the other side of the trail, and then trying to fuck us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her inebriant fogged psyche 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 pile on the dance floor. Even at this length, she could see cum leaking down her spread out second joint, and dribbling out of her oral fissure and running down her cheek.

Debbie slid off the stool and onto the trading floor and grabbing what was left of her apparel she crawled over to Wendy who was just starting to prompt. Helping Wendy gather her clothes, the both started creeping towards the door. Just before they made it, someone kicked both of them felt a boot hit there ass's as individual yelled You Andrew Dickson White bitches get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a respectable organisation ! The door slammed shut behind them doing slight to hide the loud laugh from inside the bar .