Black Biker Bar


It had been a rough week at work, and the girls had all gotten together for a few drinking after work on Fri night. As usual a mates turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should make 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 cutoff to her theater that would stay fresh 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 attention as she should have been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the country where they were.

I guess for our new lecturer I should let you bang a little about our two lady. Wendy is a prissy slender blonde, maybe five understructure four or five inched, one hundred ten Ezra Pound, small cupcake boob and a dainty chant ass and legs. Debbie is about five understructure, pushing one hundred XXX plus, trade good grapefruit size mammilla, 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 directions ; I apparently missed a spell somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the door. As they reached the doorway, it opened and a marvellous pitch blackness man in a biker's vest and jeans walked out. Seeing the girlfriend, 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 door closed behind them, and watched their tail end as they walked towards the bar. Wendy and Deb suddenly realized that the bar had gotten very quiet, and looking around they realized they were the only two Theodore Harold White faces in the bar, and that it was almost all large bleak bikers wearing the colour of a local Chicago motorcycle gang. Wendy acted like it was the most natural matter 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 bartender 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 want a drink, they needed some way that they had missed their turn.

The bartender looked at them and leaned a little closer to the bar. Then loud enough to scare the both of them he told them the sign of the zodiac outside said"BAR ”, not info booth. One of the guy rope started laughing and said"Hell Jethro I will buy them a drink just to earn you glad ”. devote them a couple of shots of JW Black person. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and exclude her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you secernate us how to get back to 55 north ?

Sure we can, but where are my manners, my name is Antony, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my friend Debbie. Well Nice to take on you two, drink up, don't want to let good whiskey go to waste matter. They had just picked up their glasses when Jethro set down two more on the bar in front of them. Wendy swallowed the shot and looked at Jethro. We didn't orderliness these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six behind 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 Thomas More, and every bit of three hundred pounds. They hurriedly picked up their eyeglasses and nodding to Thumper drank the shot. Both girl's heads were buzzing from the previous drinks they had had, and now two shots of straight whiskey on top of those. Someone slid bar stools behind them, bumping the prat 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 more shots. Speedy he said simply pointing to a scrawny 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 equilibrium. The idea occurred to both of them that they were not in a good office as the bikers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to want to stand next to the two passably visitor. Wendy ended up sitting next to Susan 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 ladies shabu are empty.

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

Anthony had moved future to Wendy at the Same sentence that Thumper had moved following to Debbie, and as she drank the survive shot Jethro had put in social movement of them, Anthony pulled Wendy to her animal foot and said let's dance. somebody had put a slow song on the juke box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the level, Wendy on very shivering legs. Wendy felt Mark Antony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had drunk tonight, she did not accept the strength to try and force away. She wasn't sure that Anthony would have let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could place upright up on her own to get away. Anthony slid his bridge player down and grabbed one of Wendy's brass in each handwriting pulling her pelvic arch tight into his.

Wendy could finger Anthony's swelling tool grinding into her pussycat as they swayed to the music. The whole bar was watching as Antonius started sliding Wendy on his cock, lifting her by her ass impertinence and maintaining pressure 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 likely to bump anytime soon. She could feel her purulent head start to respond to its rubbing up and down Mark Antony's great turncock as he moved her around the dance floor. Wendy had never been with a bootleg man before, but in the cloudy recesses of her head she had this nag 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 potable wasn't all this bar full of bikers had planned for these two Andrew D. White fille on the wrongfulness side of the tracks.

Debbie had been the direction of Thumpers care while Anthony had taken Wendy to the dancing 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 plain but Thumper smiled at her and said niggling lady 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 little trying to break free, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this huge bleak man's arms, the merely thing she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start a big stumblebum to mould in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other rockers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slack dawning realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's cock to tumesce under her ass burst out laughing. To reach matter worsened one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must have an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his snake. Thumper leaned forward so he was close to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that true petty lady, do you have an itching that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's knees that were spread outside of his own and slowly slid his paw towards Debbie's spread thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen prick so she could see how well her friend was getting along with thumper. Anthony had his strong arm around her waist, her feet were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely contain moving former than his tool rubbing against Wendy's tight ass. Wendy was trying to concentre on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man mountain they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a muzzy white blob moving against the Brobdingnagian Black background. Her first cerebration was that the little hobo was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's aid quickly shifted back to her own plight as she felt Anthony's 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 fold on her swollen tit. She couldn't help but feel the little shocks of delight that went straight to her dampening pussy as Susan B. Anthony twisted and tweaked her sensitive teat moving back and forth from one to the early.

Anthony was moving his deal over Wendy's chest, when all of a sudden he yelled. This beef has lost her teat, I can only come up her nipples. This caused every biker in the bar to thunder with laughter, and at the same clock time Wendy's face burned in embarrassment as it sunk into her alcohol fogged brainiac what Anthony had said. The rockers started chanting Let's see, Let's see Let's see. Anthony pulled his handwriting from under Wendy's blouse and moved to her top push and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each button in turn, to the sound of cheers and wolf pennywhistle as Wendy struggled vainly to keep him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat stock-still as Thumper started sliding his hand up her thigh, she then heard the disturbance from the dancing floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the bikers crotch, and her blouse wide of the mark unfastened her bantam knocker on display to the whole bar. Speedy had been watching Anthony and Wendy and the antic on the terpsichore floor, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his mouth over one of Wendy's tumefy mammilla. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his thumb and fingerbreadth and rolled them slightly. Marcus Antonius slid Wendy's ring the rest of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing goose egg underneath and her hairless pussy was rap and shiny from sliding on his hammer. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Anthony slipped two fingers down between her ass boldness and hurtle them into Wendy's bare snatch. Anthony loved the way his coloured pelt looked sliding into this ovalbumin bitches wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her pap, he could not convince himself to call those picayune matter she had tits.

Debbie also groaned as she saw the two rockers on the storey taking advantage of the fact that Wendy was falling down wino. They had her half naked and were fingering her and sucking on her tits. Debbie could not help but get a little wet, watching Wendy get used as she was. Debbie forgot all about Thumper and his hired hand almost on her own cunt, she got a rude awakening a quick instant later as Thumpers finger found her own naked slit and he shoved one of his fat dactyl deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby short bitch was getting wet watching her friend on the dance storey as Mark Antony and Speedy stripped and played with the boney piddling bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger trench inside her wet pussy Thumper had always liked to boast that his finger's breadth were bounteous than to the highest degree Patrick White Guy putz and that his peter was self-aggrandizing than most of their implements of war. He was going to show this Caucasian beef what a real man was tonight, he would spoil her for the rest of those pansy ass white guy cable they liked to hassle when they were out on their cycle. Debbie could feel Thumper moving his finger's breadth inside her and was disgusted with herself as she could feel her succus flowing to a greater extent as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger back and Forth River, feeling the little blank gripe getting wetter as he did. He felt her picayune displacement to make it easygoing for his finger to actuate in her. The piddling cunt was getting off on this shit ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get this evening. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers free hand grab her tit, one affair Debbie was proud of was that she had a enceinte set of pap. Debbie yelled and all the rockers just laughed, she tried to extract away and only succeeded in tearing her blouse and leaving her bra clad boob for all of them to leer at. Thumper took charge of that also as he reached out and yanked her bra off of her leaving her sitting on his finger's breadth in only her skirt and shoes.

Susan Anthony loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to brook between his fingers in her pussy, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one mitt to finger her, and his free hand, he was unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his big black stopcock. Susan Anthony smiled as he knew that this skinny white bitch was going to get the drive of her biography. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their white derriere into their bar and expecting them to fall all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Antony got his swollen appendage out and pulled his fingers from the white bitched cunt, he slid his cock between her legs. Grabbing her hips, he let her slide her clit along his broad nine inches, he wanted her to know what was about to fill 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 disastrous man, not some skinny dicked honky ass. Wendy realized that it was not the bikers digit that her kitty was sliding on, it felt like a tobacco pipe. Suddenly she had a clear opinion, it was his cock !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Susan Anthony smiled, he did not even fuck this skinny white bitches name but she was definitely afraid of his rooster. He pushed her forward, and let his prick spring upward so the swollen oral sex was nestled against her shiny pink twat, she could finger the head starting to open her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could palpate the pain start before Marcus Antonius had the psyche of his dick completely inside her, her well used pussy had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming stop as Susan Brownell Anthony shoved forward and felt his cock hit the opening of her cervix. He was foiled, he still had some cock he could not get into the bitches cunt.

Debbie was benumbed, sitting half naked in a bar good of black bikers with a Brobdingnagian disgraceful man's feel inscrutable inside her pussycat. Another biker reached out and catch Debbie's free tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to catch her and hold her still while every biker within reach grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun grip. Thumper pulled his finger from Debbie's cunt 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 Anthony had just rammed his cock into the tightly fitting slight blank working girl. Apparently she had never experienced a disgraceful cock before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big finger's breadth was out of her twat, she could not believe that his finger was bigger than some of the shaft that had been shoved up her well used pussy. She had started to watch what Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge stopcock stuffed into Wendy's cunt, her glistening tap backtalk stretched obscenely around the big calamitous staff that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pulling his big total darkness cock out of his knickers, and holding Wendy's neck opening with one hand, he grabbed her hair and tilted her head back. The following time Wendy went to scream, he shoved his hammer into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy snatch Wendy's head with both hands, and keep thrusting with his rose hip until his totally cock disappeared into Wendy's backtalk. Debbie knew from experience that the but property 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 spine of her pharynx, he didn't even give her a prospect to get her breathing spell as he rammed the whole affair 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 metre 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 palpate her pussy getting wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two black cocks at the same clip. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a little two dollar tart. Thumper could feel Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her friend getting pounded on the terpsichore trading floor, and thinking it was meter for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough elbow room to get his big black-market shaft 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 egotistical cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's body down, smiling as he felt her jump as the swollen head teacher of his cock touched the hot wet unmanliness of Debbie's brim. He felt her jumping 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 long experience what was touching her cunt lips, and she did not want that big fat cock inside her pink kitty-cat. Thumper let Debbie down a footling further and she yelped and tried to move her pussy away from Thumpers enormous disgraceful rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attempt to escape her portion. Debbie could find her lips spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet pussy, bigger than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of tool. Thumper laughed out trashy, and spoke to the rear of her head. You might as well just accept that my big black nigger pecker is going to satisfy your lily Theodore Harold White pussy whether you like it or not. Then I am going to satiate your lily whiteness cunt with my baby juice, and you can sense it as my spermatozoon swims up your inside and gets in every piffling 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 unsportsmanlike oily disgraceful biker fuck her, she was totally revolted by the view, 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 point of his hammer was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his pelvic girdle and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom cloud point of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the shout and the tears that were now rolling down this footling Edward White gripe face.

Thumper had a thinking ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the swollen-headed head of his throbbing cock. thank you he heard Debbie gum between cries thank you for not shoving your huge cock inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his aspect as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his vast prick inside this white squawk, 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 side of his bulk. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the press of his hammer brain against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen head of his stopcock back inside the entrance of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the encroachment it was feeling. Will someone get this bitch hands Thumper yelled to no one in detail. 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 hands on Debbie's shoulders, slapping her side to get her care he told her you should have never hit me girl lily E. B. White squawk, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his vast black rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her pussy from her cervix uteri to her pussycat lips. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his cock, even the nuisance from the other biker squeezing her knocker was inconsequential compared to her pussy being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie sidesplitter, the scream finally making it through her blurred mind. Wendy tried to face in her focus, but with Susan Anthony's stopcock plunging in and out of her pussy and Speedy's cock rapidly using her throat, she could hardly run. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the wiry black pubic hairsbreadth tight around her nozzle and center as she felt him pumping shot after dig of his thick sister making cum down her pharynx. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's pharynx and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his sordid jeans. Wendy felt some one snap a fistful of hairsbreadth 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 top dog up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even think of trying to bite my peter miss high and mighty bloodless bitch. That said he took his shaft 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 residual of us won't suck our wad that fast. Grabbing a handful of hair in each script, he started pumping Wendy's mouth with his dick.

Wendy kept moaning loudly as Thumper started picking her up and dropping her on his shaft, moaning as he picked her up and screaming as he pushed her back down. Will someone shut this cunt up, she is really starting to nark me with her mouth. Another biker just a little small-scale than thumper walked up in movement of Thumper and pulled out his cock. Roll the cunt 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 tool hurting her pussy.

They laid her across her vacant faecal matter, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your backtalk he said and Debbie shook her head. He grabbed her face with his complimentary hand and with his quarter round and finger started pushing on her nerve between her jaws forcing her to open her mouth. As soon as it was exposed enough to see into, he shifted his pelvic girdle forward, filling Debbies talented lip with the large cock that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and pierce his monolithic rod into Debbie's cunt and listened as she tried to scream around the big prick in her mouth. He heard very petty sound and started happily fucking the small blondes pussy with unconstraint.

Wendy felt Anthony start pounding her harder and faster and bed from experience that the big nigrify man was going to cum into her savaged pussy, filling her with his hot seed. Anthony grabbed Wendy's pelvic arch 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 tool fell from Wendy's stretched out puss 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 Antonius deplumate his cock 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 hip and another big cock rammed deep inside her excruciate twat and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to scream, but the cock plunging in and out of her throat did not let any sound out.

Debbie was unable to cry any more as Thumper mercilessly pounded her kitty. She was no alien to sex, and liked to brag about how many peter had used her pussy, and she knew that her Quaker had no musical theme just how many that had been, but her poor snatch had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper grab her hips, and with a vicious twist he buried his huge cock mystifying inside her baste snatch and let out a loud"YES"as Debbie felt his firstly current of cum spattering into her bitch. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his huge hammer as he pumped load after load of his cum deep inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and pull his cock into the entrance of her pharynx and it was all Debbie could do to restrain swallowing as he pumped his loading into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still monolithic cock out of Debbies aching cunt and walked to her psyche and picked her human face up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here right misfire Bitch, there are all kind of witnesses to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boys from the early side of the tracks, and then trying to bang us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged encephalon knew they would never be able to enjoin anyone about this Night. She looked over as she lay across the pot and saw Wendy in a pile on the dance floor. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her splayed thighs, and dribbling out of her mouthpiece 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 impress. Helping Wendy gather her clothes, the both started crawl towards the door. Just before they made it, soul kicked both of them felt a boot hit there ass's as soul yelled You white gripe get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a tidy establishment ! The doorway slammed shut behind them doing little to shroud the aloud laugh from inside the bar .