Black Biker Bar


It had been a approximate hebdomad at work, and the fille had all gotten together for a few drunkenness after work on Fri night. As usual a couple turned into a few and there were definitely a twain that should give had designated drivers to get them home.

Debbie and Wendy were two of them. Wendy was driving and both had probably had Thomas More than they should to pledge. Wendy told Debbie not to care ; she knew a shortcut to her house that would keep them both out of problem with the cops. Wendy had been driving along and to her recognition 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 lecturer I should let you know a little about our two dame. Wendy is a Nice slender blonde, maybe five feet four or five inched, one hundred ten pounds, minor cupcake tits and a nice toned ass and branch. Debbie is about five foot, pushing one hundred thirty plus, unspoilt grapefruit 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 auto and quite a few bike in it pulled in. We need to get some directions ; I apparently missed a turn somewhere. They both got out of the car and headed to the door. As they reached the doorway, it opened and a tall pitch-black man in a biker's vest and jeans walked out. Seeing the girls, he held the door capable for them as they entered. Neither of them noticed that after they walked into the bar, he walked back in buttocks them.

He just leaned up against the frame as the door closed behind them, and watched their shtup 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 Caucasian faces in the bar, and that it was almost all great black bikers wearing the colors of a local Michigan bike work party. Wendy acted like it was the most lifelike thing in the worldly concern 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 toast. Wendy cleared her throat and told him that they did not desire a potable, they needed some direction that they had missed their turn.

The bartender looked at them and leaned a fiddling closer to the bar. Then loud enough to scare away the both of them he told them the foretoken outside said"BAR ”, not data booth. One of the guys started laughing and said"Scheol Jethro I will buy them a drunkenness just to make you well-chosen ”. Give them a couple of shot of JW blackness. Debbie started to say something when Wendy elbowed her and close her up. Thank you Wendy said, can you differentiate 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 friend Debbie. well Nice to touch you two, drink up, don't want to let honest whiskey go to waste. They had just picked up their ice when Jethro set down two more on the bar in battlefront of them. Wendy swallowed the guesswork and looked at Jethro. We didn't orderliness these she said. Jethro pointed back down the bar to an enormous man sitting about six can 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 more, and every bit of three hundred pounds. They hurriedly picked up their glasses and nodding to Thumper drank the shot. Both little girl's heads were buzzing from the previous drinkable they had had, and now two blastoff of straight whiskey on top of those. soul slid bar stools behind them, bumping the bottom 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 than shooter. Speedy he said simply pointing to a tightfitting tall man sitting at the end of the bar.

They both slid the stools closer as they sat down, the whiskey definitely having an burden on their chemical equilibrium. The thought occurred to both of them that they were not in a good place as the bikers slowly closed in around them, all seeming to desire to stand next to the two pretty visitors. Wendy ended up sitting next to Antonius 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 eyeglasses 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 wassail just as Thumper yelled for two Thomas More for them. She could get word Wendy laugh nervously as somebody said something to her and felt her relocation a little closer to her. Jethro sat the new crapulence down and Thumper said Drink up ladies, times a wasting.

Antonius had moved following to Wendy at the same time that Thumper had moved following to Debbie, and as she drank the last shot Jethro had put in strawman of them, Susan Anthony pulled Wendy to her feet and said let's terpsichore. somebody had put a slow Sung dynasty on the jook house box and everyone was watching as they moved onto the storey, Wendy on very shaky leg. Wendy felt Anthony tight against him as they danced, and after all she had drunk tonight, she did not have the metier to try and get out away. She wasn't sure that Anthony would possess let her, and even if he did she was not for sure she could stand up on her own to get away. Anthony slid his hands down and grabbed one of Wendy's cheeks in each mitt pulling her pelvis tight into his.

Wendy could feel Anthony's swelling peter grinding into her kitty-cat as they swayed to the music. The whole bar was watching as Susan Anthony started sliding Wendy on his dick, lifting her by her ass nerve and maintain pressure as he let her slither back down. Wendy wanted to get away from Susan Anthony, and wanted to get out of the bar but knew the neither of those matter were in all likelihood to happen anytime soon. She could sense her purulent starting time to respond to its rubbing up and down Anthony's orotund turncock as he moved her around the dancing floor. Wendy had never been with a black man before, but in the cloudy recesses of her thinker she had this shrewish view that they weren't going to get out of this place the way they had entered it, that thought was slowly forming in the rachis of her psyche that buying her and Debbie drinking wasn't all this bar full of bikers had planned for these two white girlfriend on the damage 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 ally, 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 slight 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 arms around her"so she wouldn't slip off ”. Debbie squirmed a little trying to erupt destitute, but slowly realized that as she tried to get free from this Brobdingnagian black man's blazon, the only thing she had succeeded in accomplishing was to start a big clod to take shape in his lap under her ass.

Several of the other bikers watching Debbie struggle, and then the slow dawning realization of the fact that she was causing Thumper's cock to well under her ass burst out laughing. To attain matters tough one hollered at Thumper that Debbie must have an itch that needed scratched the way she was wiggling on his Snake River. Thumper leaned forward so he was stuffy to Debbie's ear and he asked her softly ; is that true lilliputian peeress, do you have an itchiness that needs scratched ? Thumper moved his big handwriting between Debbie's genu that were spread outside of his own and slowly slid his hand towards Debbie's outspread thighs.

Anthony had spun Wendy around and was holding her ass tight against his swollen putz so she could see how well her admirer was getting along with thumper. Anthony had his hard arm around her shank, her invertebrate foot were barely touching the floor and they had almost completely stopped moving early than his cock rubbing against Wendy's closely 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 fuzzy white blob moving against the Brobdingnagian black background. Her number one persuasion was that the small 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 Susan Anthony's helping hand sliding up her chest inside her shirt. She had not realized when Anthony had spun her around ; her mitt were under the arm he was holding her against him with. She tried to say NO, but her sassing wasn't working right, and before she could get it out she felt Susan Anthony's finger close on her swollen nipple. She couldn't aid but feel the slight shocks of pleasure that went straight to her dampening twat as Anthony twisted and tweaked her sensitive nipple moving back and Forth River from one to the other.

Antonius was moving his hand over Wendy's chest, when all of a sudden he yelled. This cunt has lost her mammilla, I can only find her nipples. This caused every biker in the bar to roar with laughter, and at the Lapplander clip Wendy's face burned in embarrassment as it sunk into her alcohol fogged mastermind 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 clit and opened it, and slowly moved down opening each button in turn, to the sound of cheerfulness and wolf whistle as Wendy struggled vainly to observe him from exposing her to all those bikers.

Debbie sat frozen as Thumper started sliding his hand up her thigh, she then heard the disruption from the dance floor and looked to see Wendy with her ass against the bikers crotch, and her blouse wide open her lilliputian nipple on display to the all bar. Speedy had been watching Susan B. Anthony and Wendy and the antics on the dance level, and walked over to where they were.

Speedy leaned down and clamped his brim over one of Wendy's well nipple. Wendy groaned as he took the former between his thumb and finger's breadth and rolled them slightly. Antonius slid Wendy's skirt the rest of the way up over her ass and grinned as he saw she was wearing nothing underneath and her hairless slit was rap and glazed from sliding on his tool. With Speedy supporting the top half of her, Marcus Antonius slipped two digit down between her ass cheeks and throw them into Wendy's bare pussy. Anthony loved the way his dark skin looked sliding into this Andrew Dickson White bitches wet cunt, as Speedy sucked on her nipples, he could not win over himself to call those slight things she had tits.

Debbie also groaned as she saw the two bikers on the floor taking advantage of the fact that Wendy was falling down drunk. They had her half 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 hand almost on her own pussy, she got a rude awakening a quick second later as Thumpers finger found her own defenseless pussy and he shoved one of his fat finger deep inside her.

Thumper smiled as Debbie yelled and jumped, the chubby little bitch was getting wet watching her booster on the terpsichore base as Anthony and Speedy stripped and played with the skinny little bitch. It made it much easier as he stabbed his finger's breadth deep inside her wet pussycat Thumper had always liked to brag that his fingers were bigger than virtually ovalbumin guys dicks and that his putz was handsome than most of their arms. He was going to show this E. B. White kick what a real number man was tonight, he would spoil her for the rest of those pansy ass white-hot 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 find her succus flowing Sir Thomas More as he did so.

Thumper wiggled his finger back and Forth, feeling the little egg white bitch getting wetter as he did. He felt her little shifts to score it easier for his digit to move in her. The little cunt was getting off on this shit ; well let's see how she likes what she is going get this night. Debbie jerked as she felt Thumpers free hand grab her tit, one thing Debbie was proud of was that she had a great set of breast. 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 tits for all of them to leer at. Thumper took concern of that also as he reached out and yanked her bra off of her leaving her sitting on his finger in only her dame and shoes.

Anthony loosened his grip on Wendy and she managed to stick out between his finger's breadth in her slit, and Speedy mauling her nipples. Using one hand to finger her, and his spare deal, he was unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his big dim cock. Anthony smiled as he knew that this skinny white squawk was going to get the ride of her spirit. Who did they think they were anyways, parading their white asses into their bar and expecting them to descend all over themselves helping them find their way back home.

Mark Anthony got his swollen member out and pulled his fingers from the white gripe cunt, he slid his rooster between her legs. Grabbing her hips, he let her slide her clit along his full nine inch, he wanted her to be intimate what was about to fill her lily white interior, he wanted her to fuck when he exploded inside her, filling her with his cum, that she had been filled by a smutty man, not some skinny dicked honky ass. Wendy realized that it was not the bikers finger's breadth that her pussy was sliding on, it felt like a pipe. Suddenly she had a clear thought, it was his prick !

No ; Wendy finally got out, please no don't do this. Anthony smiled, he did not even be intimate this cheeseparing Edward D. White bitches name but she was definitely afraid of his cock. He pushed her forward, and let his cock springtime upward so the vain top dog was nestled against her shiny garden pink cunt, she could find the head starting to open her rim as he pushed slowly forward. Wendy could feel the pain offset before Anthony had the headland 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 stop as Anthony shoved forward and felt his cock hit the opening of her cervix. He was thwarted, he still had some tool he could not get into the beef cunt.

Debbie was numb, sitting half naked in a bar full of shameful rockers with a Brobdingnagian black man's finger 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 grab her and hold her still while every biker within reach grabbed, pulled, and pinched Debbie's big fun travelling bag. Thumper pulled his finger from Debbie's slit with a wet sucking audio, and laughed as she moaned. Thumper picked Debbie up and moved her on his lap so that she was facing the dancefloor where Susan B. Anthony had just rammed his cock into the skinny little white whore. Apparently she had never experienced a black stopcock before from the way she was yelling and screaming.

Debbie was feeling better now that Thumper's big digit was out of her pussy, she could not believe that his finger was bigger than some of the stopcock that had been shoved up her well secondhand slit. She had started to watch what Anthony and the one they called Speedy were doing to Wendy, she could see Anthony's huge cock stuffed into Wendy's slit, her glistening pinko sass stretched obscenely around the big inglorious faculty that was not even completely inside her.


Debbie saw the one called speedy pull his big melanise shaft out of his gasp, and holding Wendy's cervix with one hand, he grabbed her whisker and tilted her brain back. The succeeding sentence Wendy went to cry, he shoved his cock into her mouthpiece. Debbie gasped as she watched Speedy snatch Wendy's head with both work force, and keep thrusting with his hip joint until his unharmed cock disappeared into Wendy's mouth. Debbie knew from experience that the only place for a rooster that big to go was deep into her throat.

Wendy started coughing and gagging as she felt Speedy's cock hit the back of her throat, he didn't even give her a chance to get her breath as he rammed the whole thing 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 hint of air, he rammed it down deep again in her throat, this clock time he started pumping his pecker into her using her throat for a sec snatch and stroking it so hard she was afraid that he was going to slip her jaw.

Debbie could feel her pussy getting wetter, as she watched Wendy petting pounded by two black tool at the same sentence. She could see her gagging and choking as they used like a piffling two dollar sign whore. Thumper could feel Debbie wiggling her ass on his lap as she watched her admirer getting pounded on the dance floor, and thinking it was meter for her chubby piddling as to get used also. He had just enough way to get his big bleak cock out of his dirty denim 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 swollen cock.

Thumper moved Debbie's physical structure down, smiling as he felt her startle as the conceited fountainhead of his cock touched the hot wet softness of Debbie's lips. 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 recollective experience what was touching her cunt lips, and she did not want that big fat peter inside her garden pink pussy. Thumper let Debbie down a little far and she yelped and tried to impress her kitty away from Thumpers enormous opprobrious rod.

Thumper laughed at Debbie's futile attempt to escape her circumstances. Debbie could palpate her lip 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 prick. Thumper laughed out loud, and spoke to the spine of her capitulum. You might as well just accept that my big blackamoor nigra cock is going to fill your lily Patrick Victor Martindale White puss whether you like it or not. Then I am going to fill your lily white cunt with my child juice, and you can feel it as my sperm swims up your insides and gets in every short 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 More, and Debbie screamed, it felt like he was ripping her in one-half, and the headland of his prick was not even completely inside her yet. Thumper flexed his hips and Debbie screamed again, as the swollen mushroom-shaped cloud header of his prick pushed itself just inside her. Thumper liked the rallying cry and the tears that were now rolling down this piddling Caucasian bitches face.

Thumper had a thought ; he lifted Debbie up and off of the swollen caput of his throbbing rooster. Thank you he heard Debbie mumble between cries thank you for not shoving your huge rooster inside me. Thumper had a big smile on his nerve as she said this, knowing he was still planning on burying his huge cock inside this white kick, and very soon also. He turned her around on his lap so she was facing him, and taking grasp of her ankle pulled it over his head and now had a leg on each face of his bulk. Before Debbie realized what had happened, he had again picked her up, and once again she felt the pressure of his cock head against her helpless pussy.

Debbie screamed again as Thumper forced the conceited header of his prick back inside the entering of her tightly stretched pussy. Debbie started hitting Thumper with her clenched fist, crying and screaming as her body was screaming at the intrusion it was feeling. will someone get this kick 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 breast, grabbing one and squeezing it until she screamed, and then repeating his legal action with the other.

Thumper put his handwriting on Debbie's shoulder joint, slapping her face to get her attention he told her you should induce never hit me overlook lily white bitch, 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 to her pussy mouth. Debbie had never felt such botheration as when Thumper rammed her down on his dick, even the pain from the other biker squeezing her pap was inconsequential compared to her kitty being stretched like this.

Wendy heard Debbie shriek, the scream finally making it through her foggy mind. Wendy tried to look in her direction, but with Susan Brownell Anthony's cock plunging in and out of her pussycat and Speedy's cock rapidly using her throat, she could hardly move. Speedy suddenly grunted and shoved his cock deep into her throat, the wiry Negro pubic hairs tight around her nose and middle as she felt him pumping shot after shaft of his duncish baby making cum down her throat. Speedy pulled out of Wendy's throat and stepped back, stuffing his deflating cock back into his dirty blue jean. Wendy felt some one grab a fistful of fuzz and lift her up slightly. mortal slid a barstool under her belly and stepped in from of her.

All Wendy could see was another big black dirty biker in social movement of her. He picked her head up and looked her in the eyes. Don't even think of trying to bite my cock miss senior high and right white bitch. That said he took his cock and pushed it against Wendy's slowly opening mouth. You found out how Speedy got his epithet he laughed ; but don't you worry, the rest of us won't blow our wad that fast. Grabbing a smattering of hair in each hand, he started pumping Wendy's oral fissure with his putz.

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 somebody shut this bitch up, she is really starting to annoy me with her mouth. Another biker just a little minor than thumper walked up in nominal head of Thumper and pulled out his cock. cast the puss 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 cock hurting her cunt.

They laid her across her vacant stool, and the biker stepped up and grabbed Debbie by the tomentum pulling her up so she was looking at him. unfold your mouth he said and Debbie shook her head word. He grabbed her brass with his free hand and with his thumb and finger's breadth started pushing on her face between her jaws forcing her to open her mouthpiece. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his hip forward, filling Debbies talented sassing with the gravid cock that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and shove his massive rod into Debbie's cunt and listened as she tried to holler around the big cock in her mouthpiece. He heard very piddling sound and started happily fucking the little blondes pussy with unconstraint.

Wendy felt Anthony showtime pounding her harder and faster and sleep with from experience that the big blackened man was going to cum into her savaged pussy, filling her with his hot seed. Anthony grabbed Wendy's hips and pulled her tightly against him as she felt the first base hot jet of his cum splatter against the entryway to her womb, and felt each of the next five pellet 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 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 Leslie Townes Hope for that were quickly dashed as someone grabbed her hips and another big cock rammed deep inside her tormented pussy and started pumping hard into her. No Wendy tried to scream, but the shaft plunging in and out of her throat did not let any profound out.

Debbie was unable to cry any more as Thumper mercilessly pounded her pussy. She was no alien 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 puss had never been used, stretched, and pummeled like this. She felt Thumper catch her hips, and with a brutal pull he buried his huge hammer recondite inside her dinge slit and let out a flash"YES"as Debbie felt his first stream of cum splash into her cunt. Debbie could not help herself, as she exploded on his vast turncock as he pumped load after lode of his cum deep inside her.

Debbie felt the man in her mouth also stiffen and pull his cock into the entranceway of her throat and it was all Debbie could do to keep swallowing as he pumped his incumbrance into her face. Thumper pulled is deflated but still massive cock out of Debbies aching cunt and walked to her oral sex and picked her face up. You know you never want to try telling anybody what happened here veracious Miss Bitch, there are all sort of attestant to you two bitched coming into here slumming with the boys from the early side of the running, and then trying to eff 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 stool and saw Wendy in a pile on the dance floor. Even at this distance, she could see cum leaking down her splayed second joint, and dribbling out of her mouthpiece 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 dress, the both started crawling towards the threshold. Just before they made it, mortal kicked both of them felt a thrill hit there ass's as someone yelled You white bitches get your skanky used asses out of here, this is a respectable establishment ! The door slammed shut behind them doing niggling to hide the gaudy laugh from inside the bar .