Barebacked by Bikers (Motorcycle Club Menage Erotica)

by T. K. Lilley

  “Well, given that is what you’re known for, you know? You like to resist, right?” he said, brushing a piece of hair behind my ear.

  “What the fuck?” I slapped his hand away.

  “Well, how’s he meant to know the difference?”

  “When I’m pushing him away and telling him to fucking stop, maybe?”

  Heath’s big hands then creeped back up my bare thighs and he began lifting my shirt up over my head. “He’s a man and we’re simple. If you’ve been like that before then change your mind suddenly, he’s not gonna know.”

  My body was putty when he touched me; I was malleable and would be or do whatever he wanted.

  “You’d never tell me no, right, sweetheart?”

  His hands reached around and undid my bra strap. My boobs dropped down into his cupped hands as he began pecking them with gentle kisses and massaging them. I gripped his hair, motioning him to keep going.

  “Only if you stopped,” I said, leaning my head back against the mirror behind me.

  His rough hands caressed up and down my body as he studied me. I’d become such a horny slut since meeting these boys and couldn’t believe I may be finally about to win my prized President. His fingers teased at the top of my underwear and I arched my back, closed my eyes and hoped he’d go to town with me for a change, though history had taught me not to get my hopes too high.

  His mouth was at my ear again, with his crotch pressed into mine and like kryptonite he whispered, “But I’m a heartbreaker, remember?”

  I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his head in both of my hands and shoved him down toward my crotch. He resisted for a moment, snarled then bit at the fabric of my thong, gliding his nose along my barely-covered slit. He began making out with it as assertively as he did with my mouth. I felt his tongue pressed atop the fabric and wished he was against my delicate skin. He was trapped into teasing me as I wasn’t letting his head go anytime soon. He started this so he could damn well finish it. Using the palm-side of his fingers, he began massaging at my outer lips and his eyes looked up to meet mine.

  I bit my lip and his hand stroked down under my waistband. He let his index finger separate my lips ever so gently, quickly teasing my swelling clit. My hands moved from his head to my breasts that were now sweaty from the steam of the hot shower filling the room.

  “You’re my little fucking whore, aren’t you? The only thing that can bring your pussy pleasure is my thick cock, huh?”

  After seeing me nod, he picked me up in his strong, tatted arms and walked me inside the shower. The water scolded at my skin. He climbed in with me, fully clothed, and closed the glass door behind him. We stood beneath the stream of water and his white v-neck immediately turned see-through, causing the thin fabric to cling to his well-toned physique.

  We kissed beneath the stream, hot like hell rain, I could hardly bear it. Heath’s whole mouth engorged mine and he sucked and groped around with his tongue. I wanted him so badly right now, holy shit.

  He moved his hands onto my ass and pulled me in close to him. Through his jeans, I felt him harden with every gyration I made onto him with my hips. Our eyes locked again as he pushed the rear side of my g-string away without looking, moving his fingers along my slit. He rubbed up and down it occasionally tickling at my asshole.

  I tried to kiss him again but he dropped to his knees before I could. He rubbed at my thighs and spread them apart.

  Seeing Heath Block’s fully dressed and saturated figure in a steamy shower left me in utter disbelief. He’s so devastatingly attractive and this scenario is a fucking turn on. It’s like kissing in the rain but a thousand times sexier. I knew I was drenched down there and not just from the water.

  I wrapped a nearby face cloth around the shower rod and hung onto it for stability as Heath’s face moved up into my pussy. He pulled my underwear down to my ankles and I felt his now-hard tongue pressing at my entrance. It danced up and down, from my clit to my taint as his hand squeezed at my thighs.

  “You’re so wet for me, Katie,” he said. “You turn me on like no one else.”

  Though I figured he said this to every girl, I could’ve said the same to him but I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

  His finger pressed into my pussy and I almost slipped but his strength held me still. It went in slowly, pressing deeply up inside as he continued to lick around my clit. I looked down at him and his face was in utter ecstasy. He couldn’t get enough of me and his occasional grunts made that obvious. Deeper and deeper he pressed inside me as he massaged against my inner walls.

  He caught my eyes for approval and I closed mine tightly. Another finger entered me, stretching me out. He shoved them within me, harder and harder and his biceps bulged as he did so.

  “Yes, fuck yes,” I said, my body shuddering.

  With his other hand he stepped me out of my g-string and spread my legs even wider. I now grabbed onto his shoulders for support as he rammed another finger in and began finger fucking me furiously. All I can picture is that monster cock of his penetrating me but I guess this pleasurable-beyond-all-hell scenario will do for now. He bit at my inner thighs as the shower water and my own wetness trickled down his forearm.

  I was so into it that I began pulsating my hips and down on his hand like I was fucking my favorite dildo. He held his hand steady as I did so. An ‘oh my god’ slipped from his lips.

  His hand released me and he stood up, putting his fingers into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean.

  “That’s my good girl,” he told me.

  Turning me around with rolled up a towel beneath me, I bent to my knees. I felt both his finger and soft tongue tease at my asshole and I looked back at him.

  “I’ve never done this before.”

  He pressed the finger slowly into my backdoor and bit on my ass cheeks. I pressed my chest to the floor and raised my ass in the air as he thrusted three other fingers back into my juicy sex, further and further. He lapped around my puckered hole like a thirsty dog as his other hand came in from the front to play with my clit.

  “Oh god, Heath,” I said and he moaned again at the pumping of my hips against the ramming of his hand. He licked up my back, sucking up some of the trickling water that was running down it. He was so fucking assertive and aggressive, my heart could barely handle him. He’d just made my feelings that much stronger and I didn’t know how I’d be able to let him fuck anybody else after this.

  “Katie, come here.”

  He wrapped his hand around my hair and pulled us to a stand again. He held me there for a moment and studied me again. I couldn’t resist, my hands tried to lift his saturated shirt up over his head but he wouldn’t let me do it. Angrily, I ripped it completely down the middle and revealed his chest.With the body of a rough rider, my mouth dropped open. I mean, I’d seen it plenty of times before but not soaking wet with bulging, tatted up muscles and a bulging package down there. He growled at the sight of me, drenched, huffing, and bright red in the face.

  His other hand reached for the shower head and removed it out of the holder.

  “Spread your legs again,” he ordered and I obeyed. “Play with your tits.”

  I willingly obliged, being as sexual as possible by caressing them how I’d want him to caress them. I was in his complete control.

  He tilted the shower head so the water sprayed upwards and began moving it along my swollen region. It felt almost too good as I watched him there, his teeth gritted and abs soaking wet with water. The stinging stream of hot water blasted up into my pussy and stimulated my clit all at the same time. He placed a hand on one of mine to help me feel up my breasts.

  “You like that huh? You like me teasing you?” He moved into me and sucked on my nipple, biting and teasing it even more frantically than before.

  “Oh, Heath.”

  My eyes rolled into the back of my head and he shuffled even closer to me, holding me against the tiled wall with the pressure of the water now locked two inche
s away from my clit. My legs started to tremor as I approached an orgasm. This was amazing. His tongue licked over my breasts and my hips were now thrusting aggressively.

  “You wanna come for me?” I nodded.

  So close, I inwardly pined.

  But the stream suddenly moved away from me as an angry knock happened on the door. I glanced up in horror. “Please keep going.” I held his wrist to keep the shower head where it was but he yanked it away.

  “We’ll finish this later,” he said, opening the glass door and climbing out. He wrapped a towel over his shoulders and left the bathroom. I couldn’t move, pissed off again that he’d led me into his trap yet again.

  “Heath, are you in there?” The knocking continued at the front door and I listened to the muffled voices from my vulnerable vantage point in the corner of the shower.

  “What, bro?” There was irritation in his voice.

  “Sorry man, Ryan said you might be here. We have a club meeting, remember?” Fucking Ryan. “Why are you so wet, man?”

  “I had a shower. Gimme five minutes.”

  I heard the door close behind him and waited for him to return, falling to sit in the corner of the shower patiently. I couldn’t hear footsteps though. That fucking asshole left me there on the edge of coming without even a goddamn goodbye?

  “Cunt!”

  I punched the tiles beside me and winced at the pain now surging through my knuckles. Fuck him, fuck all these guys. This wasn’t worth it. I hadn’t had an orgasm, save for my own private time, this whole time I’d been here and it was driving me mad. Bad boys they might all be but none of them gives a shit about the women they fuck. Once they’ve gotten off, that’s all they need. But Heath, oh god, Heath was that fucking close and still he decided his own matters were more important than me. Would they even notice if I disappeared out of their lives?

  I climbed out of the shower and stared at myself in the mirror. I appeared so much more tired and older than I did yesteryear. This lifestyle was taking a toll on both my body and me. I looked down to my knuckles that were now bright red.

  “Alright Katie, it’s time to go home.”

  I’d packed up my small suitcase with the few belongings I’d been living off the last few months and looked out my windscreen into the now-dark evening and the lit up city, upset at myself at the little amount I had achieved while living this life.

  I think it may have been the fact that I finished half of the bottle of whiskey that Ryan left, but something wasn’t letting me leave the club just yet. I promised myself just one more night to get some closure and say my goodbyes to everybody. After that, I was outta there.

  I swerved slightly, thanking the Gods that the club was pretty close to my apartment because I should definitely not have been driving in that state. Where had all my morals gone?

  I heard the pumping metal music approaching and saw the bonfire lit up behind the fence with about a hundred or so members from the other chapters everywhere.

  After one last look in the mirror and one last sip of alcohol, I climbed out of the car and began stomping my way toward the party in my six inch heels. If I’d be leaving, it would be with a bang so loud that Heath would realize the errors of his way.

  “Katie,” said a voice. I looked over to see Mimi, an old lady of the club, sitting on the couch squeezing her hands at me like a toddler wanting its mother. I walked over to her and gave her a hug. “Where have you been gorgeous?”

  “I was just held up with some shit,” I said and sat down beside her. The others around us were smoking blunts and necking back beers but I already felt too drunk, or too over it, to join in.

  “Hun, Ryan told us how angry you were this afternoon. What happened with you two? I always thought you’d end up together.”

  “With him? No way. He just made a move on me and I wasn’t having it today.”

  “He’s a good kid, you know,” she said, stroking at my hair.

  “He really isn’t. He’s too angry and like…twisted.”

  “Uh, newsflash. They’re all angry and twisted, hun, and that’s why we’re here. So we can use our energy fixing them in hopes it somehow fixes us.” I thought on that for a while and established that she was totally right. “Come on, let’s go say hi to some of the others, huh?”

  She took my hand and led me to the group standing around the fire. I couldn’t take my eyes off Heath who was standing in the distance chatting to Wills and Ryan. I’d never been able to look away. He was so sexy and the fact the rest of the club loved him made him all that much more attractive. Ryan wasn’t bad either, to be honest. I had to give him some credit. Something about a guy who can protect you and fuck a dude up with his bare hands makes you almost forgive them for all of his other downfalls. He’d used that skill for me one, and it really did give me a soft spot for him.

  Mimi put both of her hands around mine and pulled me in closer to her, saying, “Can I tell you a secret, hun?” I looked at her and nodded as the volume of the music vibrated through me. “Me and Logan really want to fuck you together.”

  She didn’t break eye contact with me and combed a piece of hair away from my face. My heart skipped a beat and I analyzed her for a moment, wondering if she was about to tell me she was kidding. She didn’t flinch. She was beautiful, a little older than me with tanned skin, long black hair and tattoos. I’d never been with a girl but I guess she’d be a pick if I had a choice.

  “I mean…” I stuttered.

  “You don’t have to, I just wanted to tell you.” She kissed me on the cheek and hugged me sideways. I continued to listen to the conversations happening around us. Or at least tried. However, my mind was lost on those two now. I looked at Logan, a far older man of about forty but still fucking hot.

  Damn, what is it about bad boys that ups their hotness level so much?

  Heath chuckled loudly and I look over to him. He caught my eye and made his way straight towards me. Mimi didn’t let go of my hand as he approached and when he did, he leaned me back against the wall and kissed me without warning then wandered over to another cluster of people as though nothing had happened.

  “Do we all get a go then?” Ryan said, grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me too, albeit far less passionately.

  “Oh, that looks fun.” Mimi turned to me, her supple lips separating mine and her tongue making its way into my mouth. She tasted like strawberry gum, smelled like vanilla cupcakes, and the soft touch of a woman kind of turned me on. I grabbed her hair to make her keep going as Logan came up behind her and pressed us even harder into the wall. He kissed at her neck while she kissed me. I moaned at how oddly good it all felt.

  “Woah, what the fuck is happening?” I said, my thoughts stumbling to catch up.

  “You guys are so sexy,” Logan said as his hands hugged around Mimi and met my waist. He felt up under my sheer black shirt.

  Logan’s dark eyes met my own over Mimi’s shoulder as she was busy giving hickeys to my neck. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Katie. We all want you,” Logan told me.

  He pushed Mimi’s hair completely off her shoulder and bit down her neck while looking at me.

  I caught some of the other party goers checking us out and when I noticed, I simply flipped them the bird and closed my eyes.

  Suddenly, fingers found their way into my shorts and began massaging along my hairless mound. Mimi smiled as she felt my wetness. My knees buckled as one of her fingers flitted over my sensitive nub and I fell to the floor.

  “Fuck yeah!” some teenage kid in a Metallica t-shirt yelled.

  Logan took both mine and Mimi’s hand and led us around the side of the clubhouse where nobody was. Picking me up, he laid me down against the concrete while Mimi was unrelenting, grinding on top of me. She unbuttoned my shorts and slipped them completely off, tossing them away. Logan watched in awe, rubbing his hand over the bulge beneath his jeans as his girlfriend’s hands massaged up and down my long legs.

  “Holy shit,” I breathed.
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  I glanced up for a brief moment and saw Ryan approaching again. He knelt down beside me, pinning both my hands down above my head with one hand and lifting my shirt up over my breasts with the other. His tongue entered my mouth and I responded, pleased more though by Mimi’s sweet kisses along my inner thighs.

  My eyes were closed, my back lifted with the strength of a strong forearm and my bra became unhooked. Through what felt like a million hands tugging at my clothing, I ended up lying stark naked on the ground with three attractive individuals each having their way with me. I was being overstimulated with Logan sucking hard on my throbbing nipples, Ryan passionately french kissing me and Mimi now moving her index finger up and down my labia, spreading my moisture around for further lubrication.

  “I wanna fuck you first,” Ryan said. “I wanna fuck you while they please you.” I put my hand to his face and kissed him.

  Mimi’s tongue was now inside of my passage, licking in and around my seeping hole. Logan let go of my nipples and moved to sit up behind my back, slightly reclined with his legs straddled around mine. His hard-on dug into my lower back. I leaned back into him and Ryan sat back to watch, feeling himself as he did so.

  Logan’s hands moved down my bare stomach and started massaging my clit while Mimi teased me from the inside, one of her fingers now fucking me as she continued lapping at me. I threw my head back over Logan’s shoulder and he kissed my neck. The hiss of his warm breath in my ear made my cunt twitch and Mimi noticed. She glanced up at me and smiled.

  I watched Ryan leave with a glimmer of disappointment. I didn’t want him to go but I was hyperventilation and couldn’t make full sentences.

  Heath looked on from afar. He stood there in awe for a moment, watching me get molested by this couple. I was sweating, hot and bothered and I wanted nothing more than for him to join in too.

  “Well, well, well.” He smirked and made his way over to me. I groaned at the very noise of his voice.

  He bent down to Mimi and lifted her up by the hair. “Let me taste her,” he said and put his tongue into her mouth. When he pulled away he licked his lips and moaned.