Black Biker Bar


It had been a pugnacious week at workplace, and the female child had all gotten together for a few drinks after work on Friday dark. As usual a twain 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 worry ; she knew a shortcut to her house that would keep them both out of worry with the copper. 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 tending as she should have 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 fiddling about our two noblewoman. Wendy is a nice slender blond, maybe five feet four or five inched, one hundred ten pounds, lowly cupcake boob and a nice toned ass and legs. Debbie is about five foot, pushing one hundred thirty plus, good Citrus paradisi size tits, 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 twist somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the doorway. As they reached the door, it opened and a tall black man in a biker's vest and jean walked out. Seeing the fille, he held the threshold open for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in prat them.

He just leaned up against the bod as the threshold closed behind them, and watched their hind 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 Andrew Dickson White faces in the bar, and that it was almost all large black bikers wearing the colors of a topical anesthetic stops motorcycle pack. Wendy acted like it was the most natural thing in the humanity 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 desire a potable, they needed some counsel that they had missed their turn.

The mixologist 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 outside said"BAR ”, not information booth. One of the bozo started laughing and said"Hell Jethro I will buy them a drink just to make you well-chosen ”. Give them a couple of shots of JW black. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and close her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you tell us how to get back to 55 north ?

Sure we can, but where are my personal manner, my epithet is Antony, what is yours ? Wendy is mine, and this is my supporter Debbie. Well Nice to meet you two, drink up, don't want to let upright whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their chicken feed when Jethro set down two more on the bar in front of them. Wendy swallowed the shot and looked at Jethro. We didn't order these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six rear 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 feet sis or more, and every bit of three hundred pound. They hurriedly picked up their ice and nodding to Thumper drank the scene. Both miss's heads were buzzing from the late potable they had had, and now two shots of straight whisky on top of those. mortal slid bar dejection behind them, bumping the rump against their derriere so they knew they were there. Debbie had just started to say we have to leave now as Jethro sat down two to a greater extent shots. Speedy he said simply pointing to a skinny tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the faecal matter closer as they sat down, the whiskey definitely having an impression on their chemical equilibrium. The idea occurred to both of them that they were not in a good state of affairs as the bikers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to want to digest adjacent to the two pretty visitor. 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 noblewoman glasses are empty.

Debbie was starting to get concerned when the bikers started crowded around them, but she was worried as Thumper grabbed the biker adjacent to her and just threw him aside so he could sit down beside her. She definitely knew they did not need another tope 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 drinks down and Thumper said crapulence up Lady, times a wasting.

Anthony had moved future to Wendy at the same prison term that Thumper had moved succeeding to Debbie, and as she drank the last shot Jethro had put in front of them, Antony pulled Wendy to her feet and said let's terpsichore. person had put a slow Sung on the juke box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the floor, Wendy on very shaky legs. Wendy felt Anthony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had wino tonight, she did not possess the forcefulness to try and pull away. She wasn't sure that Anthony would let let her, and even if he did she was not sure she could remain firm up on her own to get away. Antonius slid his mitt down and grabbed one of Wendy's cheeks in each hand pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could finger Susan Brownell Anthony's swelling stopcock grinding into her cunt as they swayed to the medicine. The unit bar was watching as Anthony started sliding Wendy on his hammer, lifting her by her ass impertinence 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 likely to pass off anytime soon. She could palpate her kitty-cat scratch line to reply to its rubbing up and down Anthony's large cock as he moved her around the dance floor. Wendy had never been with a mordant man before, but in the cloudy respite of her mind she had this nagging thought that they weren't going to get out of this place the way they had entered it, that sentiment was slowly forming in the cover of her creative thinker that buying her and Debbie drinks wasn't all this bar full of bikers had planned for these two white girls on the wrong side of the tracks.

Debbie had been the focusing 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 workforce and picked her up off the stool like she weighed nothing. Debbie started to complain but Thumper smiled at her and said lilliputian lady you were swaying on that ordure 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 little trying to break barren, but slowly realized that as she tried to get barren from this huge black man's arms, the entirely matter she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start a big lump to organise in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other bikers watching Debbie conflict, and then the slow dawning realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's putz to puff up under her ass salvo out laughing. To cook matters worse 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 dependable little lady, do you suffer an itch that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big hand between Debbie's knee that were disperse outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's banquet thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen dick so she could see how well her friend was getting along with thumper. Antony had his inviolable arm around her waist, her feet were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely stopped moving early than his cock rubbing against Wendy's tight ass. Wendy was trying to focus on what was happening at the bar with Debbie and the man mountain they called Thumper. To Wendy, Debbie was a fuzzy white blob moving against the immense pitch blackness background. Her first thought was that the little tramp was fucking the guy at the bar while all the others watched.

Wendy's attention quickly shifted back to her own plight as she felt Anthony's manus sliding up her dresser inside her shirt. She had not realized when Marcus Antonius had spun her around ; her handwriting 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 Susan Brownell Anthony's finger close on her well up pap. She couldn't help but feel the little shock of pleasure that went straight to her dampening kitty as Anthony twisted and tweaked her sensitive tit moving back and Forth River from one to the other.

Susan Anthony was moving his hand over Wendy's chest, when all of a sudden he yelled. This beef has lost her nipple, I can only find her nipples. This caused every biker in the bar to howl with laugh, and at the Lapplander time Wendy's typeface burned in embarrassment as it sunk into her intoxicant fogged head what Susan Brownell 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 push button and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each clit in routine, to the sound of cheer and woman chaser whistles as Wendy struggled vainly to hold back him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat glacial as Thumper started sliding his hired hand up her second joint, she then heard the commotion from the saltation floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the rockers crotch, and her blouse wide undefendable her petite tits on display to the solid bar. Speedy had been watching Anthony and Wendy and the joke on the dance base, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his sassing over one of Wendy's swollen nipples. Wendy groaned as he took the former between his quarter round and finger's breadth and rolled them slightly. Susan B. Anthony slid Wendy's skirt the rest of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing cipher underneath and her hairless pussy was pinko and glazed from sliding on his cock. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Anthony slipped two fingers down between her ass impertinence and thrust them into Wendy's bare pussy. Mark Anthony loved the way his dark skin looked sliding into this Patrick Victor Martindale White squawk wet twat, as Speedy sucked on her nipples, he could not convince himself to call those little affair 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 one-half au naturel and were fingering her and sucking on her tits. Debbie could not avail but get a little wet, watching Wendy get used as she was. Debbie forgot all about Thumper and his hand almost on her own pussy, she got a rude awakening a quick arcsecond later as Thumpers finger found her own naked pussy and he shoved one of his fat digits deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby little bitch was getting wet watching her friend on the dance trading floor as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the scraggy piffling bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his fingerbreadth mysterious inside her wet pussy Thumper had always liked to bluster that his fingers were bigger than near bloodless cat dicks and that his prick was bigger than to the highest degree of their arms. He was going to show this white gripe what a real man was this evening, he would cocker her for the residual of those poof ass white guys they liked to hassle 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 juices flowing Sir Thomas More as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger back and forth, feeling the little gabardine bitch getting wetter as he did. He felt her petty shifts to earn it soft for his finger to move in her. The little pussy was getting off on this shit ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get tonight. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers free manus grab her tit, one thing Debbie was proud of was that she had a great set of bosom. Debbie yelled and all the bikers just laughed, she tried to perpetrate 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 digit in only her doll and shoes.

Susan Brownell Anthony loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to stand between his fingers in her snatch, and Speedy mauling her pap. Using one hand to finger her, and his disembarrass hired hand, he was unbuttoning his jean and freeing his big black cock. Antony smiled as he knew that this skinny gabardine bitch was going to get the ride of her liveliness. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their white asses into their bar and expecting them to diminish all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Antonius got his swollen penis out and pulled his fingers from the egg white beef cunt, he slid his turncock between her branch. Grabbing her hips, he let her skid her clitoris along his full nine inches, he wanted her to know what was about to fill her lily white interior, 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 fingers that her cunt was sliding on, it felt like a pipework. Suddenly she had a clear thinking, it was his cock !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Mark Antony smiled, he did not even experience this skinny albumen kick public figure but she was definitely afraid of his stopcock. He pushed her forward, and let his tool bound upward so the intumesce principal was nestled against her glistening pinko cunt, she could feel the chief starting to give her lips as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could finger the pain start before Marcus Antonius had the fountainhead 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 hitch as Mark Antony shoved forward and felt his cock hit the opening of her uterine cervix. He was disappointed, he still had some turncock he could not get into the bitches cunt.

Debbie was asleep, sitting half naked in a bar wide-cut of black bikers with a huge calamitous man's fingerbreadth inscrutable inside her pussy. Another biker reached out and catch Debbie's unloose tit, and they all laughed as she shrieked and pulled away from him. That just caused Thumper to snaffle her and support 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 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 hammer into the skinny little lily-white lady of pleasure. Apparently she had never experienced a black cock before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big finger was out of her twat, she could not consider that his finger was expectant than some of the cocks that had been shoved up her well used snatch. She had started to determine 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 pink rim stretched obscenely around the big black faculty that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy drag his big black cock out of his pants, and holding Wendy's neck with one mitt, he grabbed her hair and tilted her read/write head back. The next time Wendy went to holler, he shoved his hammer into her mouth. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy snatch Wendy's capitulum with both hands, and hold back thrusting with his articulatio coxae until his hale cock disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the only place for a cock that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's hammer hit the spine of her throat, he didn't even give her a hazard to get her breather 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 time he started pumping his putz into her using her throat for a second pussycat and stroking it so hard she was afraid that he was going to dislocate her jaw.

Debbie could feel her pussy getting surfactant, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two black cocks at the Lapp time. She could hear her gagging and choking as they used like a little two clam whore. Thumper could feel Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her acquaintance getting pounded on the terpsichore storey, and thinking it was time for her chubby little as to get used also. He had just enough room to get his big black stopcock out of his dirty dungaree without Debbie realizing it. She was still staring at Wendy getting pummeled by Mark Antony and Speedy as he reached up and picked her up and positioned her above his swell up cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's consistence down, smiling as he felt her start as the swollen forefront of his cock touched the hot wet softness of Debbie's sassing. He felt her jump 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 puss lip, and she did not want that big fat cock inside her knock puss. Thumper let Debbie down a picayune far and she yelped and tried to move her snatch away from Thumpers tremendous dark rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attempt to fly the coop her fate. Debbie could feel 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 cocks. Thumper laughed out loud, and spoke to the spinal column of her question. You might as well just accept that my big black coon putz is going to replete your lily white puss whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily white cunt with my sister juice, and you can finger it as my sperm swims up your interior and gets in every little blank 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 dirty 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 Sir Thomas More, and Debbie screamed, it felt like he was ripping her in half, and the headspring of his cock was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his hips and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom head of his cock pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the war cry and the split that were now rolling down this little whiten bitches face.

Thumper had a thought ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the well up heading of his throbbing rooster. give thanks you he heard Debbie mussitate between cries thank you for not shoving your immense cock inside me. Thumper had a big smiling on his face as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his Brobdingnagian putz inside this white gripe, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking hold of her mortise joint pulled it over his head and now had a leg on each slope of his majority. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure of his peter head teacher against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the swollen fountainhead of his cock back inside the entrance of her tightly stretched twat. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the encroachment it was feeling. volition someone get this kick hands Thumper yelled to no one in particular. Another fat greasy biker stepped up and laughed as he caught her hand. He held them in one of his and started grabbing at Debbie's bouncing boob, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his actions with the other.

Thumper put his paw on Debbie's articulatio humeri, slapping her face to get her attention he told her you should have never hit me lack lily whitened 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 twat from her neck to her purulent rim. Debbie had never felt such pain sensation as when Thumper rammed her down on his cock, even the annoyance from the former biker squeezing her tits was inconsequential compared to her pussy being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie scream, the shrieking finally making it through her foggy brain. Wendy tried to look in her focal point, but with Marcus Antonius's pecker plunging in and out of her pussy and Speedy's peter rapidly using her throat, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the wiry shameful pubic hair's-breadth tight around her nose and heart as she felt him pumping shot after gibe of his thick baby making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his dirty denim. Wendy felt some one grab a fistful of pilus 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 pass up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even recall of trying to prick my cock miss high school and mighty gabardine 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 repose of us won't go down on our wad that fast. Grabbing a handful of hair in each paw, 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 individual shut this kick up, she is really starting to get at me with her back talk. Another biker just a lilliputian 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 feces and holding onto Debbie's waist the two of them simply rotated Debbie on his peter with her screaming all the way about Thumpers cock hurting her slit.

They laid her across her vacant stool, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the hair pulling her up so she was looking at him. spread your mouth he said and Debbie shook her head. He grabbed her font with his free hand and with his thumb and digit started pushing on her buttock between her jaws forcing her to open her back talk. As soon as it was spread enough to see into, he shifted his coxa forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the swelled cock that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and hurtle his massive rod into Debbie's slit and listened as she tried to call around the big cock in her mouth. He heard very lilliputian strait and started happily fucking the little blondes pussy with abandon.

Wendy felt Anthony start pounding her harder and faster and knew from experience that the big black man was going to cum into her savaged pussy, filling her with his hot cum. Susan Anthony grabbed Wendy's hip joint and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the initiatory hot jet of his cum sputtering against the incoming to her womb, and felt each of the next five shots he filled her with. Anthony stepped back and his cock fell from Wendy's stretched out pussy and smacked her ass as he saw some of his cum drip down Wendy's thigh.

Wendy breathed a sigh of relief as she felt 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 promise for that were quickly dashed as person grabbed her articulatio coxae and another big shaft rammed deep inside her torment pussy and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to yell, but the cock plunging in and out of her throat did not let any profound out.

Debbie was ineffective to cry any more than as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussy. She was no stranger to sex, and liked to brag about how many cock had used her pussy, and she knew that her friends had no estimate just how many that had been, but her miserable pussy had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper grab her rose hip, and with a vicious pulling he buried his huge cock deep inside her buffet pussy and let out a gimcrack"YES"as Debbie felt his first off flow of cum splashing into her pussy. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his vast dick as he pumped consignment after lading of his cum deeply inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and pull his hammer into the entranceway of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to hold swallowing as he pumped his load into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching puss and walked to her chief and picked her typeface up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here mighty Miss bitch, there are all sort of spectator to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boy from the former face of the racecourse, and then trying to fuck us all before leaving.

Debbie even through her alcohol fogged wit knew they would never be able-bodied to recount anyone about this night. She looked over as she lay across the stool and saw Wendy in a deal on the saltation storey. 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 stool and onto the floor and grabbing what was left of her clothes she crawled over to Wendy who was just starting to locomote. Helping Wendy gather her wearing apparel, the both started creep 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 whiteness bitches get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a respectable establishment ! The doorway slammed shut behind them doing fiddling to blot out the loud laughter from inside the bar .