Black Biker Bar


It had been a rough workweek at work, and the girls had all gotten together for a few potable after work on Fri Night. As common a couple turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should bear 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 fuddle. Wendy told Debbie not to vex ; she knew a cutoff to her house that would observe them both out of trouble 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 attending as she should accept been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the sphere where they were.

I guess for our new readers I should let you know a little about our two gentlewoman. Wendy is a Nice slender blonde, maybe five feet four or five inched, one hundred ten pound sign, small cupcake tits and a squeamish toned ass and peg. Debbie is about five substructure, pushing one hundred thirty plus, unspoiled grapefruit size breast, and an ass made to pound. That being said, we go on to the story.

Wendy spotted a well-lit parking lot with railcar and quite a few motorcycles in it pulled in. We need to get some directions ; 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 tall black man in a biker's vest and dungaree 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 buns them.

He just leaned up against the frame as the door 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 simply two ashen faces in the bar, and that it was almost all large black bikers wearing the coloring of a local Windy City motorcycle crowd. Wendy acted like it was the most raw matter in the worldly 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 barkeep made his way down to them slowly. Once he was there he asked what they wanted to drink. Wendy cleared her throat and told him that they did not need a crapulence, they needed some directions that they had missed their turn.

The bartender looked at them and leaned a lilliputian closer to the bar. Then aloud enough to daunt the both of them he told them the sign outside said"BAR ”, not information booth. One of the guys started laughing and said"Hell Jethro I will buy them a drink just to realize you well-chosen ”. hold them a couple of shots of JW lightlessness. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and exclude her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you tell us how to get back to 55 North ?

Sure we can, but where are my way, my name is Anthony, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my friend Debbie. wellspring Nice to meet you two, drink up, don't want to let right whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their glassful when Jethro set down two more on the bar in front of them. Wendy swallowed the shot and looked at Jethro. We didn't edict these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six fanny 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 base sis or Sir Thomas More, and every bit of three hundred Pound. They hurriedly picked up their glasses and nodding to Thumper pledge the stab. Both girl's fountainhead were buzzing from the previous drink they had had, and now two shooting of consecutive whiskey on top of those. person slid bar stools behind them, bumping the place against their asses so they knew they were there. Debbie had just started to say we have to allow now as Jethro sat down two more crack. Speedy he said simply pointing to a close tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the stool closer as they sat down, the whiskey definitely having an effect on their labyrinthine sense. The idea occurred to both of them that they were not in a estimable situation as the bikers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to want to stand next to the two pretty 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 rockers 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 booze just as Thumper yelled for two more for them. She could hear Wendy laugh nervously as mortal said something to her and felt her move a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new swallow down and Thumper said Drink up ladies, times a wasting.

Susan Anthony had moved succeeding to Wendy at the same time that Thumper had moved adjacent to Debbie, and as she drank the hold out shot Jethro had put in front of them, Anthony pulled Wendy to her base and said let's dance. person had put a slow song on the jook 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 drunkard tonight, she did not have the strength to try and force away. She wasn't sure that Mark Antony would have let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could stand up on her own to get away. Anthony slid his hands down and grabbed one of Wendy's boldness in each hand pulling her hip tight into his.

Wendy could feel Anthony's swelling rooster grinding into her pussy as they swayed to the music. The unharmed bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his hammer, lifting her by her ass cheeks and defend pressure as he let her slue 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 happen anytime soon. She could experience her twat offset to answer to its rubbing up and down Anthony's boastfully cock as he moved her around the dance floor. Wendy had never been with a black man before, but in the cloudy recesses of her mind she had this nag thought that they weren't going to get out of this place the way they had entered it, that opinion was slowly forming in the back of her intellect that buying her and Debbie drinks wasn't all this bar wide of bikers had planned for these two ashen young lady on the damage position of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focus of Thumpers aid while Mark Anthony had taken Wendy to the terpsichore trading floor. While Debbie had been focused on her friend, Thumper had reached out with his big hired man and picked her up off the faecal matter like she weighed nothing. Debbie started to complain but Thumper smiled at her and said little lady you were swaying on that can and we wouldn't want you falling off and hurting yourself would we ? Thumper plopped Debbie's ass on the centre of his lap and wrapped his sleeve around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a little trying to bankrupt free, but slowly realized that as she tried to get liberate from this huge melanize man's arms, the only when matter she had succeeded in accomplishing was to get going a big clod to organize in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other rockers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slow dawning realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's cock to swell under her ass burst out laughing. To get affair worse one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must possess an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his snake. Thumper leaned forward so he was closely to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that truthful little ma'am, do you have an urge that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's human knee that were counterpane outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's circularize thighs.

Susan Brownell Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his intumesce pecker so she could see how well her supporter was getting along with thumper. Anthony had his strong arm around her shank, her feet were barely touching the base and they had almost completely turn back moving other than his cock rubbing against Wendy's wet 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 fuzzy white blob moving against the huge Shirley Temple scope. Her first thought was that the little bum 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 Anthony's hired hand 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 Anthony's finger close on her self-conceited nipple. She couldn't help but sense the little jolt of delight that went straight to her dampening pussy as Antonius twisted and tweaked her sensitive mammilla moving back and forth from one to the other.

Anthony was moving his hired man over Wendy's breast, when all of a sudden he yelled. This bitch has lost her boob, I can only find her nipples. This caused every biker in the bar to bellow with laughter, and at the Same time Wendy's font burned in embarrassment as it sunk into her alcohol 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 release and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each push in spell, to the sound of cheers and wolf whistle as Wendy struggled vainly to continue him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat frozen as Thumper started sliding his hand up her second joint, she then heard the commotion from the dance floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the bikers crotch, and her blouse encompassing open her petite titty on exhibit to the all bar. Speedy had been watching Susan Anthony and Wendy and the antics on the dancing level, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his lips over one of Wendy's swollen mamilla. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his thumb and fingerbreadth and rolled them slightly. Anthony slid Wendy's skirt the rest of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing aught underneath and her hairless pussy was ping and shiny from sliding on his cock. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Susan Brownell Anthony slipped two fingers down between her ass cheeks and squeeze them into Wendy's bare kitty-cat. Susan Brownell Anthony loved the way his shadow skin looked sliding into this white gripe wet puss, as Speedy sucked on her nipples, he could not convince himself to call those little things 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 drunk. They had her half nude and were fingering her and sucking on her tits. Debbie could not help oneself 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 quick second later as Thumpers finger found her own nude pussy and he shoved one of his fat finger deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby little bitch was getting wet watching her friend on the terpsichore flooring as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the underweight little bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger deep inside her wet pussy Thumper had always liked to brag that his fingers were bigger than to the highest degree white guy rope gumshoe and that his putz was bounteous than nigh of their arm. He was going to show this Elwyn Brooks White squawk what a real man was tonight, he would spoil her for the respite of those pansy ass white guys they liked to hassle when they were out on their cycle. Debbie could feel Thumper moving his finger inside her and was disgusted with herself as she could finger her juices flowing Sir Thomas 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 little shifts to make it well-to-do for his finger to move in her. The little cunt was getting off on this squat ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get tonight. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers dislodge hand 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 attract away and only succeeded in tearing her blouse and leaving her bra clad tits 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 dame and shoes.

Antony loosened his clutches on Wendy and she managed to stand between his digit in her pussy, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one mitt to finger her, and his unfreeze manus, he was unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his big black cock. Antony smiled as he knew that this weedy Edward D. White bitch was going to get the drive of her living. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their snowy hindquarters 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 fingers from the livid beef slit, he slid his putz between her wooden leg. Grabbing her pelvis, he let her slue her button along his full nine in, he wanted her to cognise what was about to make full her lily snowy inside, he wanted her to know when he exploded inside her, filling her with his cum, that she had been filled by a bleak man, not some skinny dicked honky ass. Wendy realized that it was not the bikers fingers that her pussycat was sliding on, it felt like a pipage. Suddenly she had a clear thought process, it was his cock !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Antony smiled, he did not even love this skinny albumen kick name but she was definitely afraid of his prick. He pushed her forward, and let his cock spring upward so the swollen head was nestled against her glazed pink cunt, she could finger the head starting to open her rim as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could feel the pain start before Anthony had the head of his shaft completely inside her, her well used pussy had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming arrest as Anthony shoved forward and felt his dick hit the opening of her cervix. He was disappointed, he still had some turncock he could not get into the beef cunt.

Debbie was numb, sitting half naked in a bar fully of disastrous rockers with a huge Shirley Temple Black man's finger deep inside her pussy. 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 seize her and hold her still while every biker within reaching grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun pocketbook. Thumper pulled his digit from Debbie's cunt with a wet suction auditory sensation, and laughed as she moaned. Thumper picked Debbie up and moved her on his lap so that she was facing the dancefloor where Susan Anthony had just rammed his cock into the skinny little White River whore. 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 puss, she could not believe that his finger was bigger than some of the prick that had been shoved up her well use pussy. She had started to follow what Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge cock stuffed into Wendy's puss, her glistening pink mouth stretched obscenely around the big blackamoor staff that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy clout his big black cock out of his pants, and holding Wendy's neck opening with one hand, he grabbed her hair and tilted her headway back. The succeeding time Wendy went to scream, he shoved his cock into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy grab Wendy's top dog with both hands, and keep thrusting with his hip until his whole tool disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the lone stead for a cock 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 prospect to get her intimation as he rammed the totally thing down her throat. Wendy was choking and needing to breath as Speedy pulled his hammer 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 throat for a minute pussy and stroking it so hard she was afraid that he was going to dislocate her jaw.

Debbie could feel her twat getting bed wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two grim cocks at the same time. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a little two dollar whore. Thumper could feel Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her supporter getting pounded on the saltation story, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough way to get his big black cock out of his dirty dungaree 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 trunk down, smiling as he felt her jump as the swollen head of his cock touched the hot wet unfitness of Debbie's lips. He felt her startle as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the alcohol she had sot, but even with that, she knew from farsighted experience what was touching her cunt lips, and she did not want that big fat shaft inside her pink pussy. Thumper let Debbie down a little far and she yelped and tried to run her cunt away from Thumpers enormous dim rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attack to escape her destiny. Debbie could feel her lips spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet snatch, giving than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of cocks. Thumper laughed out loud, and spoke to the back of her headland. You might as well just accept that my big black coon tool is going to fill your lily Edward Douglas White Jr. snatch whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily E. B. White cunt with my baby juice, and you can palpate it as my sperm swims up your insides and gets in every niggling space in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a putz so big, and had never even thought about letting a pitch-black man, especially and dirty oleaginous disgraceful biker fuck her, she was totally revolted by the cerebration, 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 forefront of his cock was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his pelvis and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom headway of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the shout and the snag that were now rolling down this little Edward Douglas White Jr. squawk face.

Thumper had a idea ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the egotistical head of his throbbing dick. Thank you he heard Debbie mussitate between cries thank you for not shoving your huge pecker inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his face as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his huge cock inside this White person cunt, 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 slope of his bulk. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure of his cock headland against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen forefront of his cock back inside the entrance of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fists, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the intrusion it was feeling. Will someone get this squawk 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 knocker, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his actions with the other.

Thumper put his workforce on Debbie's shoulders, slapping her aspect to get her attention he told her you should hold never hit me drop lily Theodore Harold White bitch, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his huge black rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her slit from her cervix to her twat sass. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his pecker, even the painfulness from the former biker squeezing her tits was inconsequent compared to her pussy being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie howler, the howler finally making it through her foggy mind. Wendy tried to appear in her counselling, but with Anthony's peter plunging in and out of her pussy and Speedy's shaft rapidly using her pharynx, she could hardly run. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his putz deep into her throat, the wiry black pubic hairs tight around her nose and eyes as she felt him pumping dead reckoning after blastoff of his heavyset child making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his sordid jeans. Wendy felt some one snatch a handful of hair's-breadth 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 fatal dirty biker in front of her. He picked her foreland up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even reckon of trying to bite my cock miss gamy and mighty white squawk. That said he took his pecker and pushed it against Wendy's slowly opening mouth. You found out how Speedy got his name he laughed ; but don't you worry, the relief of us won't fumble our wad that fast. Grabbing a handful of pilus in each hand, he started pumping Wendy's mouth with his rooster.

Wendy kept moaning loudly as Thumper started picking her up and dropping her on his putz, 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 smaller than thumper walked up in front of Thumper and pulled out his cock. undulate the snatch over Thumper he said I ‘ ll shut her up. Thumper slid of the bar ordure 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 cunt.

They laid her across her vacant stool, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your lip he said and Debbie shook her head. He grabbed her side with his free hand and with his thumb and finger started pushing on her impudence between her jaws forcing her to afford her oral fissure. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his hips forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the liberal 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 cock in her mouth. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the little blondes pussy with abandon.

Wendy felt Anthony kickoff 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 ejaculate. Susan B. Anthony grabbed Wendy's hips and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the first hot jet of his cum splatter against the entrance to her womb, and felt each of the next 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 sigh of relief as she felt Susan B. Anthony pull out his pecker 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 deep inside her tortured pussy and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to yell, but the tool plunging in and out of her throat did not let any sound out.

Debbie was unable to cry any more as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussy. She was no unknown to sex, and liked to brag about how many putz had used her pussy, and she knew that her Quaker had no musical theme just how many that had been, but her inadequate snatch had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper grab her hip, and with a venomous pulling he buried his Brobdingnagian rooster inscrutable inside her clobber pussy and let out a loud"YES"as Debbie felt his 1st current of cum splash into her cunt. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his immense turncock as he pumped freight after load of his cum trench inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her back talk also stiffen and tear his hammer into the entry of her pharynx and it was all Debbie could do to retain swallowing as he pumped his freight into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching twat and walked to her foreland and picked her face up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here right Miss Bitch, there are all kinds of witnesses to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boys from the other slope of the racecourse, and then trying to fuck us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged brain knew they would never be capable to tell anyone about this nighttime. She looked over as she lay across the feces and saw Wendy in a pile on the dance floor. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her rotate thighs, and dribbling out of her mouth and running down her cheek.

Debbie slid off the dejection 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 wearing apparel, the both started crawling towards the room access. Just before they made it, individual kicked both of them felt a boot hit there ass's as individual yelled You egg white cunt get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a goodish administration ! The door slammed shut behind them doing little to blot out the loud laughter from inside the bar .