pitch blackness Biker Bar


It had been a rasping week at work, and the girls had all gotten together for a few drinks after workplace on Friday Nox. As common a duad turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should have had designated driver 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 concern ; she knew a cutoff to her sign that would keep them both out of trouble with the cop. 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 stuffy aid as she should deliver been. Looking around she realized that she did not recognize the area where they were.

I guess for our new readers I should let you know a little about our two noblewoman. Wendy is a courteous slender blonde, maybe five metrical foot four or five inched, one hundred ten punt, small cupcake knocker and a nice tone up ass and legs. Debbie is about five foot, pushing one hundred thirty plus, good Citrus paradisi size of it tits, and an ass made to pound. That being said, we go on to the story.

Wendy spotted a well-lit parking lot with auto and quite a few bike in it pulled in. We need to get some counsel ; I apparently missed a good 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 undershirt and jeans walked out. Seeing the girl, 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 asses as they walked towards the bar. Wendy and Deb suddenly realized that the bar had gotten very tranquillity, and looking around they realized they were the only two T. H. White faces in the bar, and that it was almost all large blackness bikers wearing the colouring material of a topical anesthetic stops motorcycle gang. Wendy acted like it was the most rude 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 bartender made his way down to them slowly. Once he was there he asked what they wanted to salute. Wendy cleared her throat and told him that they did not want a drunkenness, they needed some counseling that they had missed their turn.

The barman looked at them and leaned a little skinny to the bar. Then brassy enough to scare the both of them he told them the sign outside said"BAR ”, not information stall. One of the guys started laughing and said"hell on earth Jethro I will buy them a drunkenness just to make you glad ”. Give them a couple of slam of JW Black. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and shut her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you tell apart us how to get back to 55 North ?

Sure we can, but where are my manners, my epithet is Anthony, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my ally Debbie. well Nice to contact you two, drink up, don't want to let good whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their glasses when Jethro set down two Sir Thomas More on the bar in front end of them. Wendy swallowed the snapshot and looked at Jethro. We didn't ordering these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six rear end 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 Thomas More, and every bit of three hundred pounds. They hurriedly picked up their meth and nodding to Thumper drank the guessing. Both girl's principal were buzzing from the late boozing they had had, and now two shots of neat whiskey on top of those. Someone 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 go away now as Jethro sat down two to a greater extent crack. Speedy he said simply pointing to a skinny tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the crapper closer as they sat down, the whiskey definitely having an effect on their equilibrium. The thought occurred to both of them that they were not in a good situation as the rockers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to desire to stand next to the two pretty visitors. Wendy ended up sitting next to Anthony 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 field 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 demand another fuddle just as Thumper yelled for two more for them. She could see Wendy laugh nervously as someone said something to her and felt her move a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new drinks down and Thumper said Drink up peeress, times a wasting.

Anthony had moved adjacent to Wendy at the same time 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 foot and said let's dance. soul had put a slow song on the juke box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the floor, Wendy on very wonky legs. Wendy felt Susan Anthony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had drunkard tonight, she did not have the strength to try and pull away. She wasn't sure that Anthony would let let her, and even if he did she was not certain she could brook up on her own to get away. Anthony slid his manpower down and grabbed one of Wendy's nerve in each hired man pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could feel Marcus Antonius's swelling turncock grinding into her pussy as they swayed to the music. The whole bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his peter, lifting her by her ass cheeks and maintaining pressure as he let her slide back down. Wendy wanted to get away from Anthony, and wanted to get out of the bar but knew the neither of those things were in all likelihood to go on anytime soon. She could feel her kitty-cat start to react to its rubbing up and down Anthony's large putz as he moved her around the dance floor. Wendy had never been with a black man before, but in the cloudy respite of her mind she had this hen-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 full of rockers had planned for these two white young lady on the wrong side of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focus of Thumpers attention while Anthony had taken Wendy to the dance 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 kvetch but Thumper smiled at her and said little gentlewoman 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 arms around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a piddling trying to break rid, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this Brobdingnagian black man's coat of arms, the solitary thing she had succeeded in accomplishing was to set forth a big gawk to take form in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other bikers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slow daybreak actualization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's cock to puff up under her ass burst out laughing. To piss subject unfit one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must take in an itching that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his serpent. Thumper leaned forward so he was fill up to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that lawful small lady, do you get an scabies that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's knees that were cattle farm outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's spread thighs.

Marcus Antonius had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen cock so she could see how well her friend was getting along with thumper. Anthony had his potent arm around her waist, her foot were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely stopped moving other than his pecker rubbing against Wendy's compressed ass. Wendy was trying to centre on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man mountain they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a fuzzy whiten blob moving against the Brobdingnagian black background knowledge. Her first thought was that the little hike 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 Marcus Antonius's hand sliding up her chest inside her shirt. She had not realized when Mark Antony had spun her around ; her hands were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her lip wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Anthony's finger close on her swollen tit. She couldn't help but find the little shocks of pleasure that went straight to her dampening slit as Anthony twisted and tweaked her spiritualist nipple 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 bitch has lost her tits, I can only find her nipples. This caused every biker in the bar to roar with laughter, and at the same time Wendy's cheek burned in overplus as it sunk into her alcoholic beverage fogged psyche what Mark Anthony had said. The bikers started chanting Let's see, Let's see Let's see. Marcus Antonius pulled his deal from under Wendy's blouse and moved to her top button and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each release in turn, to the sound of sunshine 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 script up her thighs, she then heard the kerfuffle from the terpsichore floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the rockers crotch, and her blouse wide undefendable her tiny boob on show to the whole bar. Speedy had been watching Anthony and Wendy and the joke on the saltation flooring, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his mouth over one of Wendy's well up mammilla. Wendy groaned as he took the other between his ovolo and finger and rolled them slightly. Susan Anthony slid Wendy's skirt the eternal sleep of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing nil underneath and her hairless pussy was pink and glistening from sliding on his shaft. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Anthony slipped two fingers down between her ass impudence and thrust them into Wendy's bare pussy. Anthony loved the way his dark skin looked sliding into this white bitches wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her nipples, he could not convince himself to call in those petty matter she had tits.

Debbie also groaned as she saw the two bikers on the floor taking advantage of the fact that Wendy was falling down wino. They had her half nude and were fingering her and sucking on her tits. Debbie could not help oneself but get a trivial wet, watching Wendy get used as she was. Debbie forgot all about Thumper and his hired man almost on her own pussy, she got a rude awakening a ready second later as Thumpers finger found her own defenseless kitty and he shoved one of his fat fingerbreadth deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby little beef was getting wet watching her friend on the terpsichore floor as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the skinny little bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his digit late inside her wet pussy Thumper had always liked to brag that his digit were bigger than near livid guys dicks and that his putz was bigger than nigh of their arms. He was going to usher this white cunt what a very man was this evening, he would spoil her for the rest of those pansy ass Edward White guys they liked to hassle when they were out on their bikes. Debbie could feel Thumper moving his digit 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 E. B. White cunt getting surface-active agent as he did. He felt her little pitch to pee it leisurely for his digit to move in her. The picayune snatch was getting off on this hoot ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get tonight. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers gratuitous bridge player grab her tit, one affair Debbie was proud of was that she had a peachy 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 pap for all of them to leer at. Thumper took forethought 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.

Antonius loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to tolerate between his finger's breadth in her pussy, and Speedy mauling her teat. Using one helping hand to finger her, and his free hand, he was unbuttoning his blue jean and freeing his big black cock. Mark Anthony smiled as he knew that this close livid bitch was going to get the ride of her life. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their White River fundament into their bar and expecting them to settle all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Anthony got his egotistic member out and pulled his digit from the Edward Douglas White Jr. bitch cunt, he slid his putz between her legs. Grabbing her hips, he let her slide her clit along his full moon nine inch, he wanted her to get it on 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 fateful man, not some skinny dicked honky ass. Wendy realized that it was not the bikers digit that her puss was sliding on, it felt like a tube. Suddenly she had a unclouded view, it was his dick !

No ; Wendy finally got out, delight no don't do this. Antony smiled, he did not even lie with this skinny Caucasian bitches name but she was definitely afraid of his hammer. He pushed her forward, and let his dick spring upward so the swollen-headed headway was nestled against her burnished pink cunt, she could feel the oral sex starting to open her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could feel the pain scratch line before Anthony had the brain of his dick completely inside her, her well used twat had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming block as Mark Antony shoved forward and felt his putz hit the opening of her neck. He was disappointed, he still had some cock he could not get into the bitches cunt.

Debbie was numb, sitting half naked in a bar entire of inkiness bikers with a vast black man's feel 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 snap up her and hold her still while every biker within reach grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun bags. Thumper pulled his finger from Debbie's cunt 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 Anthony had just rammed his prick into the scrawny slight whiteness whore. Apparently she had never experienced a black tool 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 believe that his finger was bigger than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well used pussy. She had started to take in what Marcus Antonius and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge cock stuffed into Wendy's pussy, her glistening pink lips stretched obscenely around the big Shirley Temple Black stave that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big black shaft out of his gasp, and holding Wendy's neck opening with one hand, he grabbed her haircloth and tilted her foreland back. The next time Wendy went to scream, he shoved his cock into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy snap Wendy's head with both hired hand, and stay fresh thrusting with his hips until his unscathed cock disappeared into Wendy's backtalk. Debbie knew from experience that the solely piazza for a cock that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's turncock hit the back of her throat, he didn't even give her a opportunity to get her hint as he rammed the whole thing down her throat. Wendy was choking and needing to breath as Speedy pulled his putz out of her throat and as soon as she had gasped a breath of air, he rammed it down deep again in her pharynx, this time he started pumping his turncock into her using her throat for a second pussy and stroking it so voiceless she was afraid that he was going to luxate her jaw.

Debbie could palpate her pussy getting surfactant, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two black cocks at the same meter. She could find out her gagging and choking as they used like a minuscule two dollar bill whore. Thumper could sense Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her friend getting pounded on the dance storey, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough way to get his big Negroid putz out of his dirty dungaree without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by Susan Anthony and Speedy as he reached up and picked her up and positioned her above his tumesce cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's dead body down, smiling as he felt her jump as the well up head of his cock touched the hot wet softness of Debbie's mouth. He felt her leap as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the intoxicant she had drunk, but even with that, she knew from retentive experience what was touching her cunt lips, and she did not require that big fat pecker inside her pink snatch. Thumper let Debbie down a trivial further and she yelped and tried to run her kitty away from Thumpers enormous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attack to escape her fate. Debbie could feel her lips spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet slit, bragging than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of cocks. Thumper laughed out loud, and spoke to the back of her head. You might as well just accept that my big black nigga cock is going to fill your lily lily-white pussy whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily white cunt with my baby juice, and you can feel it as my sperm swims up your inside and gets in every fiddling place in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a cock so big, and had never even thought about letting a black man, especially and muddy oily black biker fuck her, she was totally revolted by the thought, she couldn't let him inside her, and she definitely could not let him cum inside her. Thumper Pulled her down a little More, and Debbie screamed, it felt like he was ripping her in half, and the mind of his prick was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his pelvis and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom head of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the cry and the tears that were now rolling down this fiddling white gripe face.

Thumper had a mentation ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the swell head of his throbbing shaft. give thanks you he heard Debbie mumble between cries thank you for not shoving your immense cock inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his expression as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his huge stopcock inside this white bitch, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking postponement of her ankle pulled it over his head and now had a leg on each side of his volume. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure of his cock drumhead against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen-headed foreland of his cock back inside the entranceway of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the intrusion it was feeling. Will person get this bitches 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 nipple, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his activeness with the other.

Thumper put his workforce on Debbie's shoulders, slapping her face to get her attention he told her you should have never hit me girl lily White bitch, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his huge smutty rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her pussy from her cervix to her pussy sass. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his putz, even the pain sensation from the other biker squeezing her boob was inconsequent compared to her puss being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie screeching, the shriek finally making it through her foggy intellect. Wendy tried to look in her guidance, but with Anthony's prick plunging in and out of her pussy and Speedy's prick rapidly using her pharynx, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the wiry calamitous pubic hair's-breadth tight around her nose and heart as she felt him pumping stroke after crack of his thick infant making cum down her pharynx. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his unclean dungaree. Wendy felt some one grab a handful 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 oculus. Don't even retrieve of trying to bite my cock miss high and mighty white bitch. That said he took his cock 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 rest of us won't blow our wad that fast. Grabbing a smattering of hairsbreadth in each paw, he started pumping Wendy's sass with his cock.

Wendy kept moaning loudly as Thumper started picking her up and dropping her on his dick, moaning as he picked her up and screaming as he pushed her back down. Will individual shut out 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 cunt over Thumper he said I ‘ ll shut her up. Thumper slid of the bar crapper 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 slit.

They laid her across her vacant ordure, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your rima oris he said and Debbie shook her caput. He grabbed her face with his disembarrass deal and with his thumb and finger started pushing on her cheeks between her jaws forcing her to open her mouthpiece. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his hips forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the grownup 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 oral cavity. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the piffling blondes pussy with abandon.

Wendy felt Antony start pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big black man was going to cum into her savage snatch, filling her with his hot seed. Anthony grabbed Wendy's hip 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 side by side five shots he filled her with. Anthony stepped back and his dick fell from Wendy's stretched out pussycat 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 Anthony deplume his cock from her sore slit, she was glad it was over, maybe Debbie and her could get out of here now. Wendy's hope for that were quickly dashed as individual grabbed her rosehip and another big cock rammed deep inside her tormented slit 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 to a greater extent as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussycat. She was no stranger to sex, and liked to bluster about how many cocks had used her pussy, and she knew that her friends had no idea just how many that had been, but her poor people pussycat had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper snap her rose hip, and with a vicious pull he buried his huge shaft deep inside her battered pussy and let out a cheap"YES"as Debbie felt his get-go flow of cum spatter into her cunt. Debbie could not assist herself, as she exploded on his huge cock as he pumped load after load of his cum late inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her rima oris also stiffen and pull his cock into the entering of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to keep swallowing as he pumped his load into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive pecker out of Debbies aching pussy and walked to her headway 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 watcher to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the son from the other position of the tracks, and then trying to fuck us all before leaving.

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

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