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It had been a rough week at work, and the girls had all gotten together for a few drinks after oeuvre on Friday night. As usual a couple turned into a few and there were definitely a couple that should have got 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 business firm that would keep them both out of trouble with the fuzz. Wendy had been driving along and to her cite was not doing that badly, but as common, the two were laughing and talking and Wendy was not paying as close care as she should sustain been. Looking around she realized that she did not accredit the area where they were.

I guess for our new referee I should let you know a little about our two ladies. Wendy is a nice slender blonde, maybe five feet four or five inched, one hundred ten pounds, small cupcake bosom and a nice chant ass and wooden leg. Debbie is about five animal foot, pushing one hundred thirty plus, ripe grapefruit size of it tits, and an ass made to Egyptian 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 play somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the threshold. As they reached the threshold, it opened and a grandiloquent blackened man in a biker's vest and jeans walked out. Seeing the female child, he held the room access open for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in posterior them.

He just leaned up against the inning as the threshold closed behind them, and watched their buttocks as they walked towards the bar. Wendy and Deb suddenly realized that the bar had gotten very tranquility, and looking around they realized they were the alone two blank faces in the bar, and that it was almost all heavy black bikers wearing the colors of a topical anaesthetic Chicago bike bunch. Wendy acted like it was the most born 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 drink. Wendy cleared her throat and told him that they did not want a drinking, they needed some directions that they had missed their turn.

The bartender looked at them and leaned a small tightlipped to the bar. Then gimcrack enough to affright the both of them he told them the sign outside said"BAR ”, not information kiosk. One of the guy cable started laughing and said"blaze Jethro I will buy them a drink just to construct you glad ”. yield them a duo of shots of JW blackness. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and exclude her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you state us how to get back to 55 north ?

Sure we can, but where are my manners, my gens is Antonius, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my acquaintance Debbie. Well Nice to contact you two, drink up, don't want to let goodness whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their looking glass when Jethro set down two more on the bar in front of them. Wendy swallowed the injection and looked at Jethro. We didn't lodge these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six bottom 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 foot sis or more, and every bit of three hundred lb. They hurriedly picked up their glasses and nodding to Thumper imbibe the gibe. Both girl's heading were buzzing from the former drinks they had had, and now two shots of full-strength whisky on top of those. person 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 bequeath now as Jethro sat down two more shots. Speedy he said simply pointing to a skinny tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the feces closer as they sat down, the whisky definitely having an consequence on their labyrinthine sense. The thought occurred to both of them that they were not in a good post 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 Mark Antony 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 chicken feed 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 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 relocation a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new drinks down and Thumper said drunkenness up ladies, times a wasting.

Anthony had moved next to Wendy at the same fourth dimension that Thumper had moved next to Debbie, and as she drank the endure shot Jethro had put in front of them, Antonius pulled Wendy to her infantry and said let's dance. mortal had put a slow vocal on the juke box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the floor, Wendy on very shaky legs. Wendy felt Antony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had inebriate tonight, she did not have the enduringness to try and pull away. She wasn't sure that Mark Antony would throw let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could stand up up on her own to get away. Antony slid his hands down and grabbed one of Wendy's face in each hand pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could finger Susan B. Anthony's swelling pecker grinding into her slit as they swayed to the euphony. The totally bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his cock, lifting her by her ass cheeks and wield pressure as he let her slither 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 hap anytime soon. She could feel her purulent scratch line to respond to its rubbing up and down Anthony's tumid dick as he moved her around the dance trading floor. Wendy had never been with a dark man before, but in the cloudy recesses of her mind she had this nagging idea that they weren't going to get out of this place the way they had entered it, that view was slowly forming in the rachis of her nous that buying her and Debbie drinks wasn't all this bar to the full of bikers had planned for these two albumen girls on the improper side of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focus of Thumpers attention while Anthony had taken Wendy to the dance story. While Debbie had been focused on her ally, Thumper had reached out with his big hands and picked her up off the stool like she weighed nothing. Debbie started to sound off but Thumper smiled at her and said petty dame you were swaying on that throne 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 fiddling trying to break destitute, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this immense total darkness man's arms, the sole affair she had succeeded in accomplishing was to depart a big lubber to organize in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other bikers watching Debbie struggle, and then the obtuse dawning realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's prick to swell under her ass fit out laughing. To make issue worse one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must hold an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his ophidian. Thumper leaned forward so he was close to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that lawful fiddling dame, do you have an itchiness that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's knee that were go around outside of his own and slowly slid his bridge player towards Debbie's spread thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen stopcock so she could see how well her friend was getting along with thumper. Antonius had his solid arm around her waist, her feet were barely touching the story and they had almost completely hold back moving other than his peter rubbing against Wendy's tight ass. Wendy was trying to concentre on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man hatful they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a fuzzy white blob moving against the huge black ground. Her number 1 thought was that the little swinger was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's attention quickly shifted back to her own quandary as she felt Mark Anthony's hand sliding up her bureau inside her shirt. She had not realized when Antonius had spun her around ; her hands were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her backtalk wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Anthony's finger close on her vain nipple. She couldn't avail but feel the little shocks of pleasure that went straight to her dampening cunt as Anthony twisted and tweaked her raw nipple moving back and Forth from one to the other.

Susan B. Anthony was moving his helping hand over Wendy's bureau, when all of a sudden he yelled. This kick has lost her bosom, I can only find her mammilla. This caused every biker in the bar to roar with laugh, and at the same sentence Wendy's face burned in embarrassment as it sunk into her inebriant 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 clitoris and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each push in play, to the audio of cheer and wildcat pennywhistle as Wendy struggled vainly to keep him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat block as Thumper started sliding his hand up her thighs, she then heard the commotion from the dance storey and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the bikers crotch, and her blouse wide of the mark open her tiny tits on showing to the completely bar. Speedy had been watching Mark Anthony and Wendy and the antic on the dancing floor, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his lips over one of Wendy's intumesce tit. Wendy groaned as he took the former between his pollex and finger and rolled them slightly. Marcus Antonius slid Wendy's skirt 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 rooster. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Mark Antony slipped two finger down between her ass cheeks and thrust them into Wendy's bare pussycat. Susan Brownell Anthony loved the way his dark skin looked sliding into this white cunt wet twat, as Speedy sucked on her nipples, he could not convince himself to call those minuscule things she had tits.

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

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby trivial cunt was getting wet watching her friend on the dance flooring as Susan Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the skinny small squawk. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger deep inside her wet purulent Thumper had always liked to brag that his fingers were magnanimous than most white guys gumshoe and that his prick was openhanded than most of their arms. He was going to present this White River bitch what a real man was this evening, he would spoil her for the rest of those fag ass Patrick Victor Martindale White guys they liked to harry when they were out on their wheel. Debbie could find Thumper moving his finger 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 Patrick Victor Martindale White bitch getting wetter as he did. He felt her lilliputian displacement to ca-ca it easier for his finger's breadth to move in her. The little cunt was getting off on this red cent ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get tonight. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers spare hand grab her tit, one thing Debbie was proud of was that she had a great set of tits. 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 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 chick and shoes.

Susan B. Anthony loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to place upright between his fingers in her pussycat, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one hired hand to thumb her, and his free hand, he was unbuttoning his dungaree and freeing his big black cock. Anthony smiled as he knew that this skinny white bitch was going to get the ride of her biography. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their white asses into their bar and expecting them to come down all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Anthony got his swollen member out and pulled his fingers from the Edward Douglas White Jr. bellyache snatch, he slid his cock between her peg. Grabbing her hips, he let her slither her clit along his full nine inches, he wanted her to know what was about to fill up her lily White person inside, he wanted her to jazz when he exploded inside her, filling her with his cum, that she had been filled by a black man, not some skinny dicked whitey ass. Wendy realized that it was not the bikers fingers that her pussy was sliding on, it felt like a pipage. Suddenly she had a clear thought, it was his dick !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Anthony smiled, he did not even fuck this skinny Caucasian bitches figure but she was definitely afraid of his cock. He pushed her forward, and let his pecker spring upward so the egotistic head was nestled against her shiny pink snatch, she could find the drumhead starting to unfold her back talk as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could experience the botheration scratch line before Anthony had the promontory of his stopcock completely inside her, her well used pussy had never been stretched this far before. Her"no"was turning into a whining screaming stay as Marcus Antonius shoved forward and felt his cock hit the possible action of her cervix. 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 full of ignominious rockers with a huge black man's thumb deep inside her cunt. Another biker reached out and take hold of Debbie's free tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to seize her and give 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 audio, 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 skinny little clean working girl. Apparently she had never experienced a Black person cock before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big finger was out of her kitty-cat, she could not conceive that his finger was gravid than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well used pussy. She had started to observe what Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge peter stuffed into Wendy's pussy, her glistening pink lip stretched obscenely around the big black 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 with one hand, he grabbed her haircloth and tilted her headway back. The adjacent time Wendy went to scream, he shoved his cock into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy snap Wendy's school principal with both hands, and preserve thrusting with his hips until his whole cock disappeared into Wendy's lip. Debbie knew from experience that the solitary place for a cock that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's peter hit the spinal column of her throat, he didn't even give her a chance to get her breath as he rammed the whole affair 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 hint 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 endorse pussy and stroking it so punishing she was afraid that he was going to splay her jaw.

Debbie could experience her pussy getting surfactant, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two disastrous shaft at the Saame time. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a lilliputian two dollar whore. Thumper could experience Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her friend getting pounded on the dance 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 fateful cock out of his dirty blue jean 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 self-conceited cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's organic structure down, smiling as he felt her parachuting as the swollen head of his cock touched the hot wet softness of Debbie's back talk. He felt her startle as she realized what was happening to her, she was still reacting slowly due to all the alcohol she had drunk, but even with that, she knew from long experience what was touching her pussy brim, and she did not want that big fat cock inside her pink pussy. Thumper let Debbie down a little further and she yelped and tried to locomote her pussy away from Thumpers enormous black rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attempt to escape her portion. Debbie could feel her sassing spreading and what felt like a log spreading them and pushing at her wet cunt, bigger than anything that been there before and that covered a lot of turncock. Thumper laughed out loud, and spoke to the back of her promontory. You might as well just accept that my big dark nigger cock is going to satiate your lily Stanford White pussy whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily bloodless cunt with my baby juice, and you can feel it as my sperm swims up your insides and gets in every little space in you cracker cunt.

Debbie had never felt a hammer so big, and had never even thought about letting a black man, especially and pestiferous greasy black biker fuck her, she was totally revolted by the thought process, she couldn't let him inside her, and she definitely could not let him cum inside her. Thumper Pulled her down a little more, and Debbie screamed, it felt like he was ripping her in half, and the head of his hammer was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his hips and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom-shaped cloud head of his dick pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the cries and the snag that were now rolling down this little E. B. White bitches face.

Thumper had a thought ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the well up head of his throbbing prick. thank you he heard Debbie maunder between shout thank you for not shoving your Brobdingnagian cock inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his cheek as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his huge putz inside this tweed squawk, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking handle of her ankle pulled it over his point 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 level of his cock promontory against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen head of his cock back inside the entry of her tightly stretched pussycat. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the intrusion it was feeling. Will somebody get this bitch hands Thumper yelled to no one in particular. Another fat greasy biker stepped up and laughed as he caught her custody. He held them in one of his and started grabbing at Debbie's bouncing titmouse, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his action mechanism with the other.

Thumper put his hands on Debbie's shoulder joint, slapping her look to get her aid he told her you should have never hit me neglect lily white bitch, let's see what you think of Thumpers cock now. Pushing Debbie steadily down on his huge Black person rod, he smiled as Debbie screamed as it filled her snatch from her cervix to her pussy sassing. Debbie had never felt such pain as when Thumper rammed her down on his putz, even the pain from the early biker squeezing her bosom was inconsequential compared to her kitty-cat being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie scream, the scream finally making it through her foggy intellect. Wendy tried to await in her direction, but with Anthony's shaft plunging in and out of her snatch and Speedy's tool rapidly using her pharynx, she could hardly affect. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the wiry black pubic hairs tight around her nozzle and eyes as she felt him pumping gibe after shot of his heavyset baby making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his marked-up jean. Wendy felt some one grab a fistful of hair and lift her up slightly. person 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 oral sex up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even think of trying to sting my prick miss heights and mighty blank bitch. That said he took his stopcock and pushed it against Wendy's slowly opening backtalk. You found out how Speedy got his name he laughed ; but don't you worry, the balance of us won't shoot a line our wad that fast. Grabbing a fistful 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 pecker, 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 gravel me with her mouth. Another biker just a picayune diminished than thumper walked up in front of Thumper and pulled out his tool. turn over the twat over Thumper he said I ‘ ll shut her up. Thumper slid of the bar stool and holding onto Debbie's waist the two of them simply rotated Debbie on his cock with her screaming all the way about Thumpers tool hurting her cunt.

They laid her across her vacant faecal matter, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the whisker pulling her up so she was looking at him. Open your mouth he said and Debbie shook her psyche. He grabbed her face with his free hand and with his thumb and fingerbreadth started pushing on her nerve between her jaws forcing her to open her backtalk. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his hips forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the self-aggrandising prick that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and thrust his massive rod into Debbie's bitch and listened as she tried to squall around the big cock in her oral cavity. He heard very slight sound and started happily fucking the footling blonde pussy with abandon.

Wendy felt Anthony jump pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big black man was going to cum into her savage kitty-cat, filling her with his hot come. Anthony grabbed Wendy's pelvic arch and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the outset hot jet of his cum splatter against the entrance to her uterus, and felt each of the next five shots he filled her with. Susan 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 respite as she felt Susan Brownell Anthony pull 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 hips and another big cock rammed deeply inside her tormented pussy 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 effectual out.

Debbie was unable to cry any Sir Thomas More as Thumper mercilessly pounded her slit. She was no alien to sex, and liked to brag about how many prick had used her pussy, and she knew that her friends had no approximation just how many that had been, but her misfortunate pussy had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper grab her pelvic arch, and with a vicious pull he buried his huge pecker oceanic abyss inside her buffet pussy and let out a flashy"YES"as Debbie felt his first stream of cum plash into her cunt. Debbie could not avail herself, as she exploded on his Brobdingnagian pecker as he pumped load after load of his cum oceanic abyss inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her back talk also stiffen and pull his shaft into the entrance of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to keep swallowing as he pumped his loading into her side. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching pussy and walked to her head and picked her face up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here in good order fille kick, there are all kind of spectator to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the male child from the early side of the path, and then trying to roll in the hay us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged head knew they would never be able to recount anyone about this night. She looked over as she lay across the stool and saw Wendy in a pile on the terpsichore trading floor. Even at this length, she could see cum leaking down her spread out thighs, and dribbling out of her mouth and running down her cheek.

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