Viper (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #1) (Angel's Rebellion MC)

by Jeneveir Evans

  “Hey, love, what are you doing just standing at the kitchen window looking outside? It's your birthday party for goodness sake and everyone is out back.” Jennie stated as she walked up to me, reached up and stroked her tongue against my lips.

  I grabbed her and pulled her tight up against me and deepened the kiss. Yes, I might be sixty-two today, but the sex was still fucking wonderful with my women. My cock jumped in response to our kiss. Yes, he still loved to play, and play he did. While it might not be every day now, it was still at least several times a week. I pulled Jennie hard against me and ground my cock into her. She whimpered and arched against me.

  “Hey, you two, we have company outside.” Mia said as she came through the dining room door. “Jennie, you were supposed to come get him and take him out, not encourage him to want to stay in.”

  As Jennie stepped back, Mia reached up and went to peck me on the lips, but I wasn't having none of that shit. I hauled her up tight to me and thrust my tongue in her mouth. Soon our tongues were sliding seductively back and forth across the other. I rubbed my dick back and forth against Mia, and soon she was whimpering like Jennie had done.

  “Jeez, Mia. I thought we were supposed to be getting him outside, not encouraging him to say in.” Jennie repeated mockingly.

  I broke off our kiss and barked out a laugh while I let Mia slide down my body. My fucking women were a mess. But oh, so fucking sexy.

  “I think we should go upstairs; my cock says he wants to play.”

  As Mia stepped back, Jennie reached forward and stroked my dick up and down a couple times. I groaned.

  “Jennie!” Mia exclaimed. “That's not helping.”

  “Sorry, he has me all hot and bothered.”

  “So, it's my fault is it?”

  “Yes!” They exclaimed at the same time.

  “You have to come out, love.”

  “Yeah, you said you were only going to be a minute, and it's been like twenty or so. What have you been doing in here, Viper?” Mia questioned me with a look of puzzlement on her face.

  “I was admiring our family. Haven't we done a fucking great job?”

  Both of them turned and looked out the window to take in all of our kids, grandkids and friends. Everyone was busy chatting, playing horseshoes, jumping on the trampoline, or just sitting around eating.

  “Yeah. We did good, love.”

  “Yes, we did, baby.”

  “I'll be out in a minute, gonna grab a couple of beers.”

  “There's beer outside.”

  “Yeah, yeah, I know.”

  As my women headed out the doors, they were whispering among themselves. That was always an indication they were definitely up to something. They walked over until they were in front of the kitchen windows, looked around to see if anyone was watching, and then shocked the ever-loving shit out of me and flashed me quickly. Neither was wearing a bra. Oh. Fuck. Me. I was back to fucking rock hard. I groaned and they laughed at me as they turned then walked off the porch to our family and friends.

  “Jesus. Christ. Fuck. Me.” I heard Rebel exclaim. “Please tell me I didn't just see what I think I saw. Please, for the love of all that's holy.”

  “What did you think you saw?”

  “I just fucking saw our moms flash you, Pops. Tell me it wasn't so.”

  I laughed; both of my women were probably going to be embarrassed as hell when they found out that Reb had seen them flash me.

  “Well yeah, then you saw what you think you saw.”

  “Fuuucckk.” Reb groaned like he was in pain and grabbed his head.

  “What's the matter, Son?” I asked while adjusting my damn cock. He was all excited by what he had seen.

  “Damn, Pops, are you adjusting yourself?”

  “Fuck, Son. Didn't you just see what I did?”

  “God, yes. And I wish I hadn't.”

  “Well then, don't ask why I'm adjusting myself. I have a motherfucking hard on that won't quit. Your damn moms came in here and tortured me, kissing me senseless and feeling me up.”

  “Oh fuck, Pops. Quit, just quit, please for the love of god.”

  “Reb, you do realize we still have sex, don'tcha Son?”

  “Pops, I have honestly never thought about it. I have never wanted to think about it. I'm fucking scarred for life now.”

  I started laughing, I couldn't help it. You'd think he was a teen instead of a forty something year old man.

  “What's going on in here?” Pred asked as he walked into the room.

  “Trust me, you do not want to know.” Reb said, shaking his head at his brother. “Moms and Pops have scarred me for life. I need my eyes replaced.”

  Pred chuckled, “It couldn't have been that bad.”

  “I fucking saw our moms flash Pops. Then the motherfucker had to adjust himself in front of me, said he had a hard on that wouldn't quit and told me that our moms and he still had sex.”

  “Ah, hell. I so didn't need to hear that.” Pred exclaimed, shaking his head.

  I was laughing at both of them when the dining room door opened up again.

  “Viper, you said you were coming.”

  “Fuck no, I didn't woman. If I was coming, our asses would be upstairs, naked, in bed. I said I'd be out in a few minutes.”

  “Jesus, Pops. Enough already. You're killing us here.” Pred actually fucking whined that shit.

  “Damn, Son. You're both in your forties. You know about sex.”

  “Not about our parents’ damn sex, we don't.”

  “Mia, Reb saw y'all flash me.” I smirked at her, waiting to see her become embarrassed.

  I heard a gasp as Jennie stepped through the door. I snickered. It was on now.

  “Oh my god! You saw us, Josh?”

  “Fuck, Mom, please don't say anymore.”

  She looked at Mia and smiled like that damn Cheshire cat in that stupid movie. I narrowed my eyes. They were about to pull something on someone, and I wasn't sure what. I was curious as fuck though.

  “So, Reb,” Mia asked. “Did mine still look perky?”

  He groaned. Pred started coughing and choking. I laughed; I couldn't help it.

  “Josh, did mine look okay?”

  “Fuck, Mom, fuck. No more, no fucking more, please.”

  He was begging now, like he was in mortal pain. Damn this was funny as shit.

  “Thank Christ, I didn't see it,” came from Pred. I knew the minute he said it, he was screwed.

  Simultaneously, Mia and Jennie raised their shirts and said at the exact same time, “Take a good look. What do you boys think?”

  Fuck, I was taking a good look and now my cock was pushing against my jeans again. And now I knew where the boys got that saying shit at the same time from, their moms.

  “If y'all don't fucking put your shirts down, I don't give a fuck who’s here, our asses are going upstairs and we are gonna fuck, got me? My damn cock is hurting now, for fuck's sake.”

  Both of my women started laughing. I looked over at my sons and they looked like a bomb had been dropped on them. Completely wrecked.

  “So, Pred,” Jennie asked. “What did you think of my breasts? Do they still look perky?”

  Pred fucking blushed a bright red. Fuck, this shit needed to be recorded.

  “Reb, how about mine? Do they still look suckable?” Mia asked him.

  I about fucking fell out on the floor. Damn my women were killing me. Reb was opening and shutting his mouth. Speechless. Fuck, this was priceless.

  “Trust me, baby. They are most definitely still suckable.”

  “I agree with Viper, Mia. I love to suck on them.”

  Both boys groaned like they were in agony.

  “Jennie, your nipples still get so hard and elongated. They make my mouth water.”

  Fuck, now I was groaning in a different sort of agony.

  “I fucking agree with Mia. Damn, we need to go upstairs.”

  “Why would you do this to us, why, Moms, why?” Pred uttered on a t
ortured breath.

  “Neither one of you answered us, you know Pred.” Mia said as she arched an eyebrow at our son.

  “Mom, please.” Pred begged.

  I saw Rebel take a deep breath. He had gotten his wind back and was about to lower the boom.

  “Mia, your tits looked mouthwatering. Your nipples are my fucking favorite color of rosy red. I know why Pops likes sucking on them so much.”

  Pred straightened up and looked at Jennie and stated, “Jennie, it's no wonder why Pops likes staying in bed with you. If I had a set of breasts with nipples fucking hard as diamonds that looked like yours does waiting for me every night, I might just stay in bed and suck on them till you couldn't stand it anymore.”

  Fuck, I didn't know whether to be proud of my sons or disturbed. I looked at my women expecting them now to be fucking blushing and running for the door, but that wasn't what I saw at all.

  I kid you not, straight faced Mia said, “Why thank you, Reb. That's a really sweet thing to say.”

  Then Jennie said, completely straight faced as well, “I think so too, Pred. It's nice hearing that our tits still look good.”

  I blinked; I was beginning to wonder if I was being pranked somehow. But then I looked at the boys and both had their heads hanging down and were shaking them back and forth.

  “I fucking give.” Pred said.

  “Me too, I can't take this torture anymore.” Reb added.

  “Well boys, I can truthfully state that you both sucked on them like little pigs at one time.” I uttered, needing to get a shot in.

  They groaned and stated, “Really Pops, you had to go there.”

  Both the boys turned and started for the side door.

  “Why the fuck would they do that to us, Reb?” Pred asked his brother as they walked toward the door.

  “I'll tell you why, Pred.”

  He came to a complete stop when he heard his mother's voice.

  “Remember about eight years or so ago, when you told me you couldn't come to dinner because you were running a fever. And like any mom would be, I was concerned about you. So, I brought you some soup to the Clubhouse. But imagine my surprise when I opened your unlocked door, to find a club girl bouncing up and down on your cock. You didn't look very sick to me then.” Mia said, “And I saw it ALL Pred, especially when she crawled off you.”

  “Oh, Fuck.” Pred said without turning around to look at Mia.

  “And Reb,” Jennie started in.

  I saw Reb tighten up; he already knew where she was about to go.

  “Remember the year before last, when we had the kids staying with us for the night and I needed something out of your house but couldn't find the spare set of keys to get in your house. I called you and you told me to come get yours, that you were at the Clubhouse, and I told you I would be down later.

  “And then later, when I got to the Clubhouse, I couldn't find you and someone said they thought you were in your room. So, I go to your room and knocked, I repeat, knocked on the door and you called out come in, and I fucking walked into the room to see one club girl sucking your cock and another one sitting on your face with your tongue up her pussy? And the girl riding your face asked if I was joining y’all. Seriously, Reb!”

  Reb groaned, “Oh. Hell.”

  I hadn't heard either of these stories. I couldn't believe my women had kept that shit from me.

  “Maybe that's why,” Mia started.

  “We decided,” Jennie inserted.

  “It was time,” Mia continued.

  “To get you back.” Jennie finished.

  Damn. I needed to remember to never, ever get on my women's bad side. They had just annihilated our sons. It was still funny as shit though to watch two fucking grown ass men being bested by their moms and in a brutally embarrassing fashion.

  “Couldn't help it,” Mia said.

  “It was the perfect opportunity.” Jennie stated.

  Neither one of the boys had turned around to face their moms. They just shook their heads and continued out the door.

  “You should have fucking turned around and never made that comment to Pops, Reb.”

  “Yeah, I know. But I didn't know we were about to have our balls handed to us royally by our moms, Pred.”

  “Hell. I don't think I will ever be able to look them in the face again, Reb.”

  Reb groaned, “Oh fuck, Pred. I don't know if I will ever be able to again either.”

  “One of the girls seriously asked Jennie to join y’all?” Pred asked disbelieving.

  “Fuck, she was new. She’d never met Mom.” Reb replied, still shaking his head.

  “Damn, Reb. I think your encounter was worse than mine.”

  “Shut the fuck up, Pred. At least she didn’t see all of me.”

  “I saw enough, Reb.” Jennie called out while snickering.

  “Yours was pretty bad, Pred. Don’t kid yourself.” Mia said as she drove the knife further in.

  “Fuck. Me.” Reb exclaimed.

  “Hell no, I think fucking is what got us in trouble.” Pred muttered.

  I couldn’t help it, I busted out laughing.

  The side door closed on them still moaning and bitching over being bested by their moms. I looked over at my women to see them smiling. My cock was still all happy and wanting attention. So, I took a shot.

  I unbuttoned my jeans, took my cock out and stroked it back and forth.

  “Mia, Jennie, he really, really needs some attention.”

  Jennie licked her lips. Mia bit her lip. Fuck. Yes! I was about to be a very happy man. Happy. Birthday. To. Me.

  They both walked over and grabbed an arm and led me toward the stairs.

  “We need to be quick, Viper.”

  “I'll try, love.”

  “Not too quick, Viper.”

  “Okay, baby. Whatever you both want, I'll gladly do.”

  “Hurry, Viper. I need your tongue on me,” Jennie breathed out huskily.

  Mia moaned, “And I need you deep inside me.”

  Have I ever mentioned that I'm a lucky motherfucker?

  Outside at the Party

  “Hey Pred, where's Moms and Dad?” Jemma inquired as she looked around for our parents.

  “Talking.”

  Jemma turned her head from Pred to Rebel, “Talking, talking or Talking, Talking?”

  Rebel replied, shaking his head, “The second.”

  “Okay, listen up everyone. It's gonna be a little bit before Dad gets out here.”

  “Something wrong, Jemma?” someone shouted.

  “Nah, Moms and Dad are umm, talking.”

  “Damn. I kid you not, I seriously want to be that man when I grow up.” Someone said and everyone laughed and continued on with what they were doing, because they all knew it was going to be a little while before the birthday boy showed up again.

  ~***~

  Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming Wow! What a Ride!

  ~Hunter S. Thompson~

  The End

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  Sneak Peek

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  Excerpt from Mad Dog

  Ava

  May 28th, 1998

  I looked around the dingy trailer I was calling home this month and grimaced. I'd been here for two weeks now and was already wanting to move. I decided when I came back to Rogers that I wouldn't stay in any one place more than a month at a time. My hope being this would make it harder to find me, if anyone decided to look for me that is.

  I'd been back a little over two months now and was getting frustrated. I hadn't learned anything new about Mr. Miller. My problem
was I didn't have a clue how to go about finding any information on him. What little bit I found out about him on the internet hadn’t helped me in the least. I also wasn't any closer to finding my biker hero.

  I had managed to get a job bartending at a bar called The Watering Hole. I’d been told one night when I went out bar hopping, hunting for information on bikers, that the only bikers around this area usually frequented this bar. Unfortunately, the other bartender, Rick, was as new as I was there. He had moved up from Little Rock and didn't know anything about any MC's around here or if there were even any in this area. I had subtly tried to question Macky, the old man who owned the bar, but he just stared at me hard and walked away. I felt like he knew something, but he wasn't about to tell me what.

  Then, just my damn luck, I was off this past Saturday, my first since I had started two months ago, and Rick said a damn biker came in. He'd said the name on the back of the cut said Angel's Rebellion out of Arkansas, but he didn't catch the guy's name. And of course, the waitress, Trish, only worked weekends and wouldn't be in for another day. But at least I did learn one thing, the club was from Arkansas. So hopefully this was the MC I was looking for. At least it was more information than I previously had. All I could do now was pray this was my biker hero's club.

  I patted my waist and ankle double checking that I did have my guns strapped on, grabbed my helmet, my phone, checked my back pocket for my driver's license and money, then headed out the door to work. I got on my baby, a 1983 Harley XR 1000, put the key in and started her up. As I put on my helmet, I thought about how much I fucking loved my bike. I frowned slightly. Brian wouldn't know what to make of me if he could see me today.

  For a girl who never use to cuss, my favorite word anymore was fuck. I pulled out onto the road and headed toward work as I briefly thought about my new vocabulary. Yeah, this was one woman who had made a complete one hundred eighty degrees change over the last seven years. The long blonde hair was gone, replaced with short silver colored hair. The fair skin on my arms was now covered in solid sleeve tattoos. My favorite color to wear was black and my shoe of choice were biker boots.