Shirley Temple Biker Bar


It had been a rough week at work, and the young woman had all gotten together for a few drinks after workplace on Fri night. As usual a couple turned into a few and there were definitely a pair that should have 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 toast. Wendy told Debbie not to worry ; she knew a shortcut to her house that would keep them both out of problem with the bull. Wendy had been driving along and to her citation 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 birth been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the area where they were.

I guess for our new subscriber I should let you know a lilliputian about our two dame. Wendy is a nice slender blonde, maybe five feet four or five inched, one hundred ten hammer, pocket-size cupcake nipple and a Nice toned ass and legs. Debbie is about five pes, pushing one hundred thirty plus, respectable grapefruit sizing teat, 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 bike 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 doorway, it opened and a tall black man in a biker's vest and jeans walked out. Seeing the lady friend, he held the doorway surface for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in ass them.

He just leaned up against the shape 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 only two white faces in the bar, and that it was almost all gravid black bikers wearing the colors of a local anesthetic Chicago motorcycle gang. Wendy acted like it was the most natural 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 mixologist made his way down to them slowly. Once he was there he asked what they wanted to salute. Wendy cleared her pharynx and told him that they did not want a crapulence, they needed some directions that they had missed their turn.

The barman looked at them and leaned a footling stuffy to the bar. Then gimcrack enough to fright the both of them he told them the preindication outside said"BAR ”, not information booth. One of the guys started laughing and said"perdition Jethro I will buy them a drink just to make you happy ”. Give them a mates 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 tell us how to get back to 55 north ?

Sure we can, but where are my manners, my epithet is Antonius, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my friend Debbie. Well Nice to meet you two, drink up, don't want to let good whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their drinking glass when Jethro set down two more on the bar in battlefront of them. Wendy swallowed the jibe and looked at Jethro. We didn't order these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six backside 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 metrical unit sis or More, and every bit of three hundred pounds. They hurriedly picked up their glasses and nodding to Thumper drank the shot. Both missy's school principal were buzzing from the premature potable they had had, and now two shots of full-strength whiskey on top of those. somebody 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 leave now as Jethro sat down two Sir Thomas More shots. Speedy he said simply pointing to a penny-pinching 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 equilibrium. The thought occurred to both of them that they were not in a good situation as the bikers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to desire to endure side by side to the two pretty visitor. Wendy ended up sitting next to Marcus Antonius and Thumper walked up and moved the biker next to Debbie by grabbing him by the cervix and throwing him out of the way. He sat down heavily and looked at Debbie and smiled. Jethro he yelled, these ladies drinking glass 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 hear Wendy laugh nervously as someone said something to her and felt her movement a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new drinkable down and Thumper said drunkenness up ladies, times a wasting.

Antonius had moved following to Wendy at the like clip that Thumper had moved next to Debbie, and as she drank the last shooting Jethro had put in front of them, Anthony pulled Wendy to her feet and said let's dance. someone had put a slow call on the jook house box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the floor, Wendy on very wobbly branch. Wendy felt Marcus Antonius tight against him as they danced, and after all she had drunkard tonight, she did not have the strength to try and commit away. She wasn't sure that Anthony would give let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could stand up on her own to get away. Mark Anthony slid his hands down and grabbed one of Wendy's cheeks in each mitt pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could feel Anthony's swelling cock grinding into her pussy as they swayed to the music. The altogether bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his putz, lifting her by her ass brass and maintaining pressing as he let her slew back down. Wendy wanted to get away from Mark Anthony, and wanted to get out of the bar but knew the neither of those things were belike to happen anytime soon. She could feel her pussy showtime to respond to its rubbing up and down Anthony's expectant cock as he moved her around the dance story. Wendy had never been with a black man before, but in the cloudy break of her mind she had this shrewish thought that they weren't going to get out of this station 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 full of bikers had planned for these two whitened girlfriend on the untimely side of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focal point of Thumpers attention while Anthony had taken Wendy to the saltation floor. While Debbie had been focused on her friend, Thumper had reached out with his big hands and picked her up off the stool like she weighed nothing. Debbie started to kick but Thumper smiled at her and said little lady you were swaying on that crapper and we wouldn't want you falling off and hurting yourself would we ? Thumper plopped Debbie's ass on the pith of his lap and wrapped his arms around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a little trying to break loose, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this huge Black man's implements of war, the only matter she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start a big glob to organise in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other rockers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slow dawning realisation of the fact that she was causing Thumper's turncock to swell under her ass volley out laughing. To name matter worse one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must sustain an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his snake in the grass. Thumper leaned forward so he was close to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that true little noblewoman, do you sustain an itch that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hired man between Debbie's genu that were cattle farm outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's counterpane thighs.

Antonius had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his intumesce hammer so she could see how well her friend was getting along with thumper. Mark Anthony had his stiff arm around her waistline, her feet were barely touching the trading floor and they had almost completely terminate moving other than his cock rubbing against Wendy's pie-eyed ass. Wendy was trying to focus on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man heap they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a fuzzy egg white blob moving against the huge black ground. Her first view was that the footling tramp was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's attention quickly shifted back to her own predicament as she felt Anthony's hired man sliding up her pectus inside her shirt. She had not realized when Mark 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 oral cavity wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Anthony's finger conclude on her well up nipple. She couldn't aid but feel the little impact of pleasure that went straight to her dampening kitty as Mark Antony twisted and tweaked her spiritualist teat moving back and Forth River from one to the other.

Mark Antony was moving his hand over Wendy's chest, when all of a sudden he yelled. This bitch has lost her tits, I can only encounter her tit. This caused every biker in the bar to yawl with laughter, and at the same prison term Wendy's brass burned in plethora as it sunk into her intoxicant fogged mentality what Anthony had said. The rockers 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 push and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each release in turn, to the sound of cheerfulness and woman chaser 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 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 wide open her tiny tits on showing to the whole bar. Speedy had been watching Susan 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 puff up nipple. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his thumb and finger and rolled them slightly. Marcus Antonius slid Wendy's fudge the balance of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing nothing underneath and her hairless pussy was knock and lustrous from sliding on his cock. With Speedy supporting the top one-half of her, Mark Antony slipped two finger down between her ass boldness and thrust them into Wendy's bare slit. Antonius loved the way his glowering pelt looked sliding into this flannel beef wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her mammilla, he could not convince himself to send for those trivial thing she had tits.

Debbie also groaned as she saw the two bikers on the floor taking advantage of the fact that Wendy was falling down drunk. They had her half defenseless and were fingering her and sucking on her titty. Debbie could not avail but get a little wet, watching Wendy get used as she was. Debbie forgot all about Thumper and his script almost on her own pussy, she got a rude awakening a quick second later as Thumpers finger found her own naked kitty and he shoved one of his fat digits oceanic abyss inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby little bitch was getting wet watching her friend on the saltation floor as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the scrawny little bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger mysterious inside her wet cunt Thumper had always liked to swash that his finger were bragging than most white guy dicks and that his dick was bigger than most of their arms. He was going to express this white squawk what a literal man was tonight, he would pamper her for the rest of those pansy ass snowy guys they liked to harry when they were out on their bikes. Debbie could feel Thumper moving his finger 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, feeling the little white bitch getting wetter as he did. He felt her little careen to make it promiscuous for his finger to move in her. The little puss was getting off on this turd ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get this night. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers unfreeze hand grab her tit, one matter Debbie was proud of was that she had a keen set of nipple. Debbie yelled and all the bikers just laughed, she tried to root for away and only succeeded in tearing her blouse and leaving her bra clad nipple for all of them to leer at. Thumper took precaution 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.

Anthony loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to stand between his finger in her pussy, and Speedy mauling her mammilla. Using one mitt to thumb her, and his complimentary hand, he was unbuttoning his blue jean and freeing his big melanise cock. Anthony smiled as he knew that this near white bitch was going to get the drive of her lifetime. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their Theodore Harold White buttocks into their bar and expecting them to precipitate all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Susan Anthony got his tumefy member out and pulled his finger from the white bitch cunt, he slid his putz between her legs. Grabbing her pelvic girdle, he let her slide her clit along his full moon nine inches, he wanted her to know what was about to fill her lily ashen 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 finger's breadth that her pussy was sliding on, it felt like a piping. Suddenly she had a assoil thought, it was his cock !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Susan B. Anthony smiled, he did not even do it this skinny snowy gripe name but she was definitely afraid of his cock. He pushed her forward, and let his hammer spring upward so the swollen straits was nestled against her shiny pink puss, she could find the head starting to spread her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could feel the pain start before Anthony had the head 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 point as Anthony shoved forward and felt his rooster hit the opening of her neck. He was disappointed, he still had some cock he could not get into the gripe cunt.

Debbie was dead, sitting half naked in a bar full of black rockers with a huge black man's finger deep inside her slit. Another biker reached out and grab Debbie's free tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to grab her and hold her still while every biker within reach grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun suitcase. Thumper pulled his finger from Debbie's cunt with a wet suck sound, and laughed as she moaned. Thumper picked Debbie up and moved her on his lap so that she was facing the dancefloor where Susan Brownell Anthony had just rammed his cock into the tight-fitting little T. H. White bawd. Apparently she had never experienced a smuggled turncock before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big finger was out of her kitty, she could not trust that his finger was bigger than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well victimized pussy. She had started to watch what Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge pecker stuffed into Wendy's cunt, her glistening garden pink sass stretched obscenely around the big ignominious faculty that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big Joseph Black rooster out of his knickers, and holding Wendy's neck with one script, he grabbed her hair and tilted her top dog back. The next meter Wendy went to hollo, he shoved his putz into her rima oris. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy grab Wendy's mind with both hired hand, and hold thrusting with his hip joint until his solid hammer disappeared into Wendy's oral cavity. Debbie knew from experience that the lonesome billet 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 pharynx, he didn't even give her a fortune to get her breath as he rammed the whole thing down her pharynx. Wendy was choking and needing to breath as Speedy pulled his cock out of her throat and as soon as she had gasped a breathing spell of air, he rammed it down deep again in her throat, this clip he started pumping his cock into her using her throat for a second pussy and stroking it so hard she was afraid that he was going to dislocate her jaw.

Debbie could feel her puss getting wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two blackness cocks at the same time. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a minuscule two dollar whore. Thumper could finger Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her champion getting pounded on the dance base, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough room to get his big opprobrious cock out of his dirty jean without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by Susan B. Anthony and Speedy as he reached up and picked her up and positioned her above his well up cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's body down, smiling as he felt her startle as the intumesce head of his putz touched the hot wet unfitness of Debbie's backtalk. He felt her jump as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the alcohol she had wino, but even with that, she knew from foresighted experience what was touching her slit lips, and she did not desire that big fat cock inside her garden pink pussy. Thumper let Debbie down a minuscule farther and she yelped and tried to make a motion her pussy away from Thumpers enormous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attempt to get off her fate. Debbie could experience her lips spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet cunt, bighearted than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of cocks. Thumper laughed out aloud, and spoke to the back of her top dog. You might as well just accept that my big black spade dick is going to fill your lily Stanford White puss whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily albumen cunt with my infant juice, and you can sense it as my spermatozoon swims up your insides and gets in every niggling space in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a cock so big, and had never even thought about letting a blackamoor 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 than, 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 hips and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom capitulum of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the cries and the rent that were now rolling down this little white bitches face.

Thumper had a persuasion ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the swollen head of his throbbing cock. Thank you he heard Debbie gum between rallying cry thank you for not shoving your Brobdingnagian cock inside me. Thumper had a big smiling on his facial expression as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his vast cock inside this flannel bitch, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking clutch of her ankle pulled it over his head and now had a leg on each side 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 forefront against her incapacitated pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen head of his cock back inside the ingress of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fist, crying and screaming as her physical structure was screaming at the trespass it was feeling. Will someone get this gripe hands Thumper yelled to no one in exceptional. Another fat greasy biker stepped up and laughed as he caught her paw. 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 helping hand on Debbie's shoulders, slapping her aspect to get her attention he told her you should have never hit me miss lily White person squawk, 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 twat from her cervix to her pussy mouth. Debbie had never felt such botheration as when Thumper rammed her down on his prick, even the pain sensation from the other biker squeezing her tits was inconsequential compared to her puss being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie scream, the shrieking finally making it through her stuporous judgement. Wendy tried to look in her instruction, but with Antonius's cock plunging in and out of her cunt and Speedy's turncock rapidly using her throat, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his tool deep into her throat, the wiry black pubic pilus tight around her nose and eyes as she felt him pumping guesswork after shot of his blockheaded child making cum down her pharynx. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's pharynx and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his unsporting blue jean. Wendy felt some one snap a fistful of hair's-breadth and rhytidectomy her up slightly. soul slid a barstool under her belly and stepped in from of her.

All Wendy could see was another big total darkness dirty biker in front man of her. He picked her fountainhead up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even opine of trying to bite my cock miss richly and mighty Stanford White bitch. That said he took his stopcock 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 respite of us won't blow our wad that fast. Grabbing a smattering of hair in each 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 someone shut this bitch up, she is really starting to vex me with her mouth. Another biker just a minuscule smaller than thumper walked up in presence of Thumper and pulled out his cock. Roll the cunt 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 dick with her screaming all the way about Thumpers tool hurting her pussy.

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 oral cavity he said and Debbie shook her head. He grabbed her face with his free hand and with his quarter round and fingerbreadth started pushing on her cheeks between her jaws forcing her to open her mouth. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his hips forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the grown 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 lilliputian blondes pussy with wildness.

Wendy felt Anthony start pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big dim man was going to cum into her savaged kitty, filling her with his hot come. Anthony grabbed Wendy's hip and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the first hot jet of his cum splutter against the entrance to her womb, and felt each of the next five jibe he filled her with. Anthony stepped back and his peter fell from Wendy's stretched out slit and smacked her ass as he saw some of his cum drip down Wendy's thigh.

Wendy breathed a sigh of succor as she felt Anthony displume his cock from her sore pussycat, 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 call, but the stopcock 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 stranger to sex, and liked to brag about how many cocks had used her pussy, and she knew that her supporter had no musical theme just how many that had been, but her poor people pussy had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper catch her hips, and with a cruel clout he buried his huge prick deep inside her battered pussy and let out a forte"YES"as Debbie felt his world-class stream of cum splash into her snatch. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his huge shaft as he pumped consignment after load of his cum abstruse inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her lip also stiffen and pull his putz into the entryway of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to keep on swallowing as he pumped his load into her look. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching pussy and walked to her point and picked her nerve up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here right hand Miss Bitch, there are all kind of informant to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boy from the other side of the tracks, 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 Nox. She looked over as she lay across the stool and saw Wendy in a pile on the dancing story. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her rotate thighs, and dribbling out of her oral fissure and running down her cheek.

Debbie slid off the pot and onto the floor and grabbing what was left of her clothes she crawled over to Wendy who was just starting to impress. Helping Wendy gather her clothes, the both started crawling towards the doorway. Just before they made it, someone kicked both of them felt a iron heel hit there ass's as someone yelled You Theodore Harold White bitches get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a respectable establishment ! The door slammed shut behind them doing little to hide the loud laughter from inside the bar .