I reached down and grabbed it with both hands. It was so big, there could have been two sets of hands wrapped comfortably around it. I felt him put his warm hand gently behind my head and understood immediately. It was time to suck his fat cock.
I touched my tongue to the head tentatively, just getting a small taste at first. Jake was just like Ian. He wouldn’t take any teasing. He began to slowly thrust into my mouth, face fucking me. His cock was gigantic and he couldn’t even fit the whole thing in. But I knew I could take it. I swirled my tongue around each and every ridge, exploring his cock.
But Jake couldn’t resist anymore. He wanted to be inside of me.
He gently eased my back on the bed as he prepared to enter my soft folds. He slowly moved into me, making it as easy as possible. I felt no pain this time. I gripped his shoulders as he settled into me, making himself comfortable.
I could feel my inner muscles clamp around his hardness. My body knew it wanted him. He slowly eased out of me, taking the time to lick my tits with his tongue, before pushing himself into my again. He thrust into me harder this time, knowing I could take it. In no time, he was ravaging me like the badass biker that he was.
I felt myself slipping away, unable to believe what I was doing. Jake grabbed my tits and pinched my nipples as he fucked me, making me feel just as good as Ian had. He didn’t try any fancy positions or anything, just straight missionary. I could tell he just wanted to feel my pussy. I didn’t have any problem with that.
But unfortunately he didn’t last as long as Ian had. He felt himself losing control as my wetness seeped over his gigantic cock, his thrusts less measured, his breathing less controlled. Still he moved faster and faster until I felt a hot liquid shoot into my pussy, hitting all the right spots as he came inside of me.
He lay with me on the bed for a few minutes after, completely silent. I couldn’t tell if he was ashamed he only lasted a few minutes, annoyed, or just tired.
“So, are you going to leave or no?” I asked, trying to be as polite as possible.
“I am. I’m just thinking.”
She turned on my side to face him.
“What are you thinking about?”
He took a deep breath.
“Can you promise me you won’t tell anyone?”
“I promise.”
He nodded.
“Okay. I’m planning on leaving the gang in a few weeks to take care of some family problems. I won’t be coming back. The only reason I agreed to fuck you was because I knew you’d impress the boss. Our gang needs at least fifteen members to stay relevant around here. With you joining and me leaving, it’ll still be fifteen.”
I was taken aback. It seemed like this group needed me to join more than I needed to join them. But could I find it in myself to join the gang forever? Would I be able to move down to Texas and live with these guys? Jake had given me a lot to think about.
I had dozed off a little before the last guy came in. The door swung open and in walked the last officer. Blake looked even hotter with his clothes off. His cock pulsed in the dim light of the bedroom as his eyes traveled up and down my naked body. I smiled as I wondered how long he would be able to last.
“So you’re my last fuck tonight, huh?”
He winked.
“Yup. Impress me, and you join. Simple as that.”
I nodded.
“Ready, honey?”
He didn’t wait for an answer. He quickly dove in, nuzzling against my tits, his tongue lashing out to lick my sweet, round nipples. I gave a silent moan as he worked his tongue across one, then the other, with a ferocity I had never experienced before.
He continued to lick as I moved my hand around and found his cock. Huge in my hand and throbbing, I began to massage it. He stopped licking me and put a hand behind my head, urging me to suck. I obeyed wordlessly, bending down. I grinned before wrapping my lips around the head of his gigantic member.
He gave a growl of pleasure and gently pushed my head forward. I took him almost to the base, but he was so big it couldn’t fit in all the way. I played with his cock in my mouth, my tongue massaging it, feeling the ridges. He groaned again, this time a little louder.
I started to slowly push his cock in and out of my mouth, taking time to massage it with my tongue each time it went in. I felt my pussy throb with desire, getting wetter and wetter while I pleasured him with my mouth. I felt his hand grip my head tighter as I moved faster, bobbing up and down on him. I twirled my tongue around his rod, battling for control of my mouth.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled me up gently but firmly, desiring nothing more than to please me as I had done him. I gave a gasp as he dove in headfirst. My pussy, already wet with desire, grew wetter as he pushed his tongue into my folds.
I continued to massage his cock with my hands, moving up and down in firm, deliberate strokes. I gave a moan of pleasure as he pressed his long, wet tongue to my clit, as I felt my orgasm rise. He fucked me with his tongue as I pressed his head down to me, urging him to continue. He spread my lips open, running his tongue across each nerve in my pussy.
I shuddered with pleasure, my whole body responding to his warm, wet touches. He attacked me more ferociously now, gently nibbling at my soft, dark flesh, his tongue shooting in and out of me. I saw spots dancing before my eyes. Just before my orgasm hit its peak, he paused, allowing me a brief respite.
“More! Give me more! Make me cum, baby!” I cried, wanting him.
Blake grinned and wordlessly set me down on the soft carpet. He gently opened my legs and rubbed the head of his erect cock up and down on my wet nub, teasing me mercilessly.
“Fuck me baby, please,” I pleaded.
He opened my legs a little wider. He tapped my pussy lightly with his cock, enjoying the tease. But I couldn’t take being teased like that. I grabbed his cock and slowly pushed it into my pussy.
He took my breasts in each hand, squeezing as he began to move into me. I gave a wild yell of pleasure as he moved quicker, gliding in and out with his massive cock. I closed my eyes and let him take me.
“Look at it. Watch me while I fuck you.”
I obeyed, looking down at his thick cock entering me. I screamed again as he moved quicker, in and out. I felt my muscles clamp onto him, my pussy making his cock wetter and wetter as he moved quicker and quicker.
I writhed as he fucked me, feeling the complete fullness of him. Each movement caused a sea of pleasure to wash over me. He growled as he reached his own point of release, his thick, muscled thighs slapping against my soft flesh. Suddenly his thrusts slowed down and he paused. For one wild moment, Sasha thought he was finished and felt disappointed.
But in a swift, single movement he turned me over so I was on my hands and knees. He spoke only five words to me that I would remember for the rest of my life.
“I’m going to dominate you.”
I gave a little scream as he entered me once more, pumping furiously. I saw spots again and closed my eyes as he moved quicker and quicker, his own orgasm slowly building. I never before felt as alive as I did in this moment. I couldn’t believe an inexperienced, young woman like me was getting so mercilessly dominated like this.
My pussy grew wetter and wetter as I felt my orgasm rise once more as he continued to ravage me, sending sparks of electricity down my body. I sensed he was close too, as he growled louder and louder.
I gave one last screech of pleasure as I came, the waves of pleasure all crashing down on me at once. My juices spurted onto his cock as he gave a yell and pumped his seed into me. His cock shot stream after stream of cum inside my throbbing pussy and yet he still pumped, slower and slower.
I groaned and collapsed onto the bed. I had never felt anything as incredible as this. I lay there on the ground for a minute before turning to look at him again.
“That was amazing.”
I faced him, hardly unable to believe what I’d done. Two guys last night and five guys today? Holy shit I felt like a slut. B
ut that didn’t matter. He grinned and helped me up.
“Yeah it was. And congratulations, you are now a member of Rough Devils MC.”
I blinked.
“Just like that?”
He nodded. “Are you in?”
I thought about my incredible night tonight, getting pounded by these guys. I thought of how much my life would change if I moved. I thought of how this club of hot guys would need a woman and that maybe I could even help them recruit more. But most of all, I thought of Charlie, and the feel of his lips on mine…
I made my decision.
“I’ll do it.”
Blake grinned and left the room. A minute later, I heard an explosion of noise burst through the door. Everyone was cheering as they welcomed me to the gang.
But there was only one face that I saw. Charlie rushed over to me and kissed me passionately in front of everyone.
“I’m so glad you decided to stay,” he whispered in my ear.
I smiled up at him.
“You were right about these guys, they were great. But you were still the best of them.”
He hugged me again.
“How about we get away from this noise? I can show you my room.”
I grinned even wider.
“I’d love that.”
This was going to be a fun ride.
It had been a month since my life had changed forever. My boyfriend had gotten me a job working at a bar and I couldn’t be happier. I finally felt happy. I had a gorgeous man back in my life, a new, stable job, and my life was taking an exciting turn. I was now learning how to become a member of Rough Devils MC.
It wasn’t hard leaving DC. I loved the work I’d done, but I loved Charlie even more. How could I say no to someone I loved?
I couldn’t be more excited about becoming a real biker. The gang was working on getting me a motorcycle and teaching me to ride. I loved riding on the back of Charlie’s motorcycle when we went out (the vibrations and the feel of Charlie’s chest made my pussy wet almost every time) but I knew I needed to get one or I would never be considered a real member.
The gang had me work at the bar in order to save up for the money for the bike. They were going to take care of everything else. So each day I came into the bar, worked whatever hours I wanted, and went back to another one of Charlie’s homes.
I thought he’d lived at his house in the biker neighborhood, but he actually owned a private home a few miles from the town that he only reserved for people special to him. I remembered grinning wider than I’d ever grinned in my life when he told me that. I still couldn’t believe Charlie was back in my life.
I always looked forward to my times with Charlie. Even though working at the bar was pretty boring, the prospect of seeing Charlie always made my happy and able to continue work. Though it wasn’t always that easy.
***
“Give me a rum and coke,” the customer’s voice barked at me from across the bar one day.
I sighed and prepared the drink, dreaming of throwing it at his head. This guy happened to be a regular and he’d always been an asshole to me. Each time he asked for a drink, he was a giant prick. He never said thank you or gave any tips. Just once I wanted to throw a drink in his face. But that would probably be pretty unprofessional.
I finished making the drink and brought it over reluctantly, waiting for him to insult me as he always did. Unfortunately it was just me working tonight so I couldn’t ask anyone else to deal with him. I always thought of telling the MC about him, but I knew they might go overboard. They’d really grown to like me in the last month and had become extremely protective.
But this guy was getting on my last nerve. It always seemed to be me that he was an asshole for no reason. Sometimes he’d come in on one of my coworkers shifts and he was fine, very quiet and very polite. I knew he was afraid of pissing other people off. But when it came to me, he turned into the world’s biggest dipshit.
“Thanks honey,” he said, lightly slapping my ass as I went back to the bar.
Thankfully my shift was almost over. I had always chosen to work odd hours, but I didn’t mind. One day it would be two hours in the morning, then it would be six hours at night, and then only three hours the next day
I checked my watch as the obnoxious guy called me over again. My shift was officially over. Perfect timing. I handed my key to the guy who had the next shift and walked to the front door, ready to leave.
A hand reached out and stopped me. It was the asshole.
“Hey, I need your help with something,” he said, winking at me. “Why don’t you come over to my place later on and we can… get to know each other better.”
I felt like vomiting. Not only was this guy a piece of shit on the inside, but he was also pretty damned ugly. It looked like he didn’t even own a razor there was so much hair on his face.
“Fuck off,” I snarled.
His expression turned angry.
“I’m not used to girls turning me down,” he said furiously.
You must have been with some pretty desperate girls then.
“Sorry, this one just did. Go fuck yourself,” I replied, and walked out without a second thought.
I hopped into my car and headed to Charlie’s house. He’d called me earlier, insisting he needed to see me as soon as possible. What did he want to do? Did he have a special, new sexual position in mind or something? Had he bought me a bike?
My heart beat furiously as I raced to Charlie’s house, my excitement growing with each passing second. I couldn’t imagine what was so urgent. Did he have a hard day of riding around and needed to fuck?
I got to his house in record time and sprinted up the steps to the front door. His house stood in the middle of the woods with a bunch of trees around. The nearest building was a good four or five miles away so he was able to keep his privacy.
But even though it was only a little cabin in the woods, I thought it was one of the most beautiful places I’d ever been. It was quiet, calm, and peaceful. There was a small lake in the backyard and a beautiful view of the sunset.
The cabin wasn’t some run down shack, either. It was two stories tall, with a TV, kitchen, bedrooms, and game rooms. I had always dreamed of living in a place like this. I loved living at the hideout, but this would be my dream home.
I knocked on the door and Charlie answered almost immediately.
“Hey babe, come on in. I want to ask you something.”
He took my by the hand and led me inside. He set me down on the couch and faced me, hands on mine.
“Honey, this last month with you has been great,” he began. “But I think it’s time we take it one step further.”
My heart leapt.
“Lindsey, will-”
Just then, the doorbell rang. Who could that be? Charlie’s place was out of the way and only the gang knew he lived there. He’d given explicit instructions not to be bothered unless it was an emergency.
“I’ll get it,” I offered, standing up and heading to the door.
When I opened the door, I found myself staring at darkness. There was nobody there. I stepped out onto the porch looking around for a car or something. It was dark out now, and the only light I had was the full moon, so I couldn’t see much of anything. I turned around to go back into the house when I suddenly felt someone grab me.
I managed to let out half a scream before the person covered my mouth with a big hand and easily dragged me to the road, away from the house.
“Hello, girl. Remember me? I’m the guy you turned down at the bar. Like I told you, I’m not used to being turned down, especially by girls like you. So since you won’t come obediently, I’ll have to take you by force.”
I could hear Charlie calling my name from the house. I tried to scream, but the man had me completely quiet. I couldn’t even get my mouth open.
“Yes, you can’t make a sound. But I promise before this night is over, you will have worn out your voice screaming for me.”
His
snarling voice made me want to puke. My captor started to drag me to the woods. He smelled like dog shit. I was sure that unless his hand was there to keep my mouth closed, I would have thrown up all over the place.
I tried to cool my thoughts. I was being kidnapped by a man. The same man who had been a regular at the bar. He’d taken an interest in me for some reason and now he wanted to fuck me. Oh god.
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