Brittany Loves Bikers: Motorcycle Gang Gangbang (3 page)

Instead of pushing into my mouth, this one started
jacking himself off. "Open up," he gasped. "Stick your slutty
little tongue out." I did as he said, his come striping my face,
some of it landing on my tongue. Several men laughed, and someone
shouted to get me a beer.

"Here, baby." A slightly chubby man with an
incredibly handsome face held out a bottle of Budweiser. "I'll help
clean you up." He poured the beer from above my mouth a little so
it splashed onto my tongue and chin, then shifted to pour a little
on my cheek. Cold beer ran down my chin and onto my tits.

"Stand up."

The hand in my hair pulled a little as someone took
me under one arm and lifted me. Hands clamped around my wrists. The
fingers and thumb that had been fucking me slipped out. The chubby
guy pressed the beer bottle to my mouth and tilted, letting me
swallow some of the cold Bud. Then I was pulled back against a
burly chest, my back bowed a little, and cold beer was poured over
my breasts. Someone shook a bottle and dumped more on me, foam and
sticky beer running over my tits and down my body.

Two mouths started licking and lapping at the foam
and beer, tongues sliding over my nipples and sucking. And I loved
every second of it. I felt like a dirty, wanton whore being used
this way, and I hadn't even been fucked yet. Maybe knowing it was
just a fantasy helped. I could go back to my regular, respectable
life tomorrow. Tonight, I was a whore for these bikers, and it
turned me on like nothing else.

One hand squeezed my tit while the man sucked my
nipple. The slapper was back, slapping at the other titty.

"Fuck her, Butch. Make those titties bounce."

"You ready for some real meat?" a voice said in my
ear. Gloved fingers pushed back into my pussy from behind, and I
instinctively squeezed around them.

"Oh,
yeah
. This little bitch is ready." The
fingers withdrew, and I was pushed forward to bend at the waist a
little. I felt a
huge
cock spreading my pussy lips. I was as
slick as I'd ever been, and I still thought it was going to be
difficult.

"
Oh
," I gasped. As he pushed forward just a
little, still not entering me but showing me just how big he really
was.

"Beg me, and maybe I'll stop," he said, making
several of them laugh.

God, they knew every detail of my fantasy, how I
wanted it but wanted it to be forced, too.

"Please . . . please don't," I said.

"You don't want me to fuck you?" He pushed a little
more.

"No." I pulled forward, breaking our contact. The
hands on my wrists and hips pulled me back. The cock pushed against
me again.

"You don't want this big cock?"

"No," I shouted, pulling forward and really
struggling to get away. Too many hands had me: my wrists, my tits,
my hips.

"You can take it," he growled. Gloved hands grabbed
my hips and pulled as he pushed forward, his cock filling me in one
smooth stroke.

I cried out, surprised at the forceful thrust and
the sheer size of him. He didn't give me any time to adjust before
he pulled out and pumped into me again, fucking me fast with full
strokes. He pulled my ass against him as he fucked me.

"Look at 'em bounce," the one who'd encouraged him
said. His hands found my tits, cupping them as they bounced up and
down. The man slapped at one from the side, then pulled one of my
nipples. "Fuck her good, Butch. Fuck this bitch hard."

Butch fucking
did
. I was completely at his
mercy as he slammed me back against him, the slapping sound of my
ass hitting his groin with each stroke seeming extra loud in my
ears.

I couldn't help it--I started grunting every time he
thrust hard into me. More hands found me, touching my tits,
eventually pushing the slapper away.

Al stepped up in front of me then and took my face
in his hand, a thumb on one side of my jaw and his fingers on the
other. I felt almost embarrassed at him seeing me roughly fucked
this way. But another part of me wanted him to be rough, too. He
must have seen that in my eyes.

"You like that?" He squeezed and shook my face a
little. "You like having all these cocks coming at you?"

"Yeah," I admitted, whimpering at the next hard
thrust into my pussy.

"You like being used and fucked?"

"Yeah."

"You gonna come now, from being fucked like the
little bitch you are?"

"I--"

Al reached down with his other hand, fingers finding
my clit and flicking it hard. That and the cock driving into me
made sure I had no choice.

"Show us how you like to come. Show us how little
sluts get off."

The man fucking me pumped into me without rhythm,
practically pulling me off my feet as he yanked me back against him
by my hips. I knew he was going to blow. Al's fingertip flicked my
clit just right as the cock almost lifted me up, and I shouted,
"
Yes
!"

My muscles clenched around the cock, my clit
throbbing against Al's finger. My pussy did things it had never
done before, especially since they were relentless, flicking my
clit and fucking me without much regard for what I was feeling. It
was as if my orgasm was secondary to what they were doing, and I
just had to keep enduring whatever they wanted to do to me.

By the time the cock slid out of me, my body was
twitching in little spasms. My orgasm had passed, and my pussy was
left oversensitive to every touch. They pushed me forward, and even
the movement of walking sent little bursts of pleasure through my
center. I was stopped, while one of them pushed my panties down for
me to finally step out of.

One of the big men with a full beard and a
moustache, and that gravelly voice I'll never forget, slapped the
bar. "Serve me up some pussy." They lifted me and turned me so that
I sat on the bar, facing him.

"I'm Lem," the big man said. "And I love snatch." He
laughed and pulled me forward so that my legs were hooked over his
shoulders. One of the men behind the bar kept my head from falling,
as only the middle of my torso was really on the bar. One of them
turned my head so I could see the hard cock waiting for me. His
hand pushed my head toward it, so I opened my mouth and sucked.

"
Mmmmph
!" was the only sound I could manage.
Lem wasn't joking. He launched into my pussy like there was gold
stored inside and it was his job to tunnel in and get it out. The
coarse hair of his moustache raked my clit, sending little tendrils
of pleasure twisting their way through me, even though it was
almost painful at times. His tongue wasn't just long but wide, and
he speared it into me wildly. He lapped at my cunt and shook his
head side to side, truly devouring me.

A slicked finger slipped into my ass, fucking me
while he ate my pussy. My hand was pulled and wrapped around a
cock, and grabbing fingers teased my tits. Always someone tugged at
my hair, whether to push my mouth further onto the hard cock I was
sucking or to get me to arch my back and push my tits up for more
manhandling.

Lem tongue-fucked me and pushed two fingers into my
asshole, stretching me more. Then he flicked his tongue over my
clit and sucked it, back and forth, building me to a climax.

The one fucking my mouth said, "Oh yeah, look at her
. . . she's gonna come again."

My thighs were trembling even though they were
hooked over Lem's shoulders, because I was flexing and relaxing,
pushing my pussy up against his mouth. He plunged his fingers into
my ass and sucked my throbbing clit.

He sucked me so good, hummed against me, flicked his
tongue and sucked again. It hit hard and fast this time. I arched
and came, pulsing against his mouth. He didn't let me down, sucking
and licking me the whole time my muscles were clenching.

"Here it comes, baby."

I was still pulsing under Lem's skilled tongue when
a hand twisted in my hair, holding me still. The man fucking my
mouth jerked a few times and came, some of it spraying my lips and
chin when he pulled out.

He smiled down at me. His slick cock moved toward me
again. "Lick me clean."

I whimpered then, Lem's eager eating almost too much
after my orgasm. Finally, he stopped licking me just as I finished
licking the cock clean. The one with his cock in my hand said,
"Finish me just like that . . .
yeah
." I stroked him firmly
and rubbed my thumb over his head every few strokes until he
came.

He angled as he shot so that his come landed mostly
on my tit. And then he did something no one had ever done to
me--something that's still one of the hottest things I have ever
experienced. He leaned over and licked his own come of my titty,
lapping and sucking and moaning as he did it. All I could do was
watch, amazed at how erotic it was.

Lem still fucked my ass with two fingers. I looked
down my body to see him smiling up at me, licking his lips. Then he
stepped back and opened his jeans. His cock was huge--what was it
about these bikers? Where did they
grow
cocks like that?

I stared in amazement for a moment, before he
reached for me and lifted me off the bar, holding me easily against
him, my legs going around his waist.

"Help me hold her," he said, and in seconds there
were hands all over me, holding me in place while Lem backed up,
his hands under my thighs. I knew what he was after, and I knew
that the two fingers he'd fucked me with weren't enough to get me
ready for the monster between his legs.

He pushed his cockhead against my asshole. I tensed
instinctively. He slapped my ass.

"I know you want this cock. You just
take it
now." He pushed a little harder, his cock forcing its way into my
slicked opening. I made a mewling sound and tried to relax to avoid
real pain. The men holding me encouraged me to "take that cock" by
grabbing my tits and pinching. One lightly slapped my cheek,
telling me, "You know you like it, bitch. You know you want your
ass fucked now."

I didn't protest, because I
did
. Still, I
hadn't expected half of them to be hung like horses, and I honestly
hadn't expected there to be so
many
. When it felt like Lem's
cock was halfway inside me, I thought he was going to split me in
two. I wasn't an anal virgin, but buttfucking wasn't something I
did on a regular basis. That's part of what made it so
exciting.

I groaned at the incredible stretch in my ass. Lem,
even though he was holding my hips in place to slide his dick into
me, put a hand on my lower stomach and rubbed my clit with his
thumb.

"Open Sesame," he said, laughing. "What a tight
little ass. So good." He pushed forward again, spreading my legs as
he did so which actually made it feel worse. I clenched, but he was
already so far inside me there was nothing I could do to stop him.
He pushed into me until his cock was as deep inside as it could go.
He stayed like that, his head tossed back, breathing heavily, for a
few moments. Then he bucked his hips forward as if he might get
even deeper. His thumb still played with my clit.

My ass positively burned with the stretch, but
despite the pain, I was excited. Lem's thumb slipped down to my
pussy and pushed in, wriggling around a little. I whimpered and
writhed as much as I could while suspended in the arms of all those
men.

One slapped at my tit, stinging my nipple each time.
"You like that, don't you. You love that cock in your ass." A hand
squeezed my ass cheek and hip as much as possible with Lem pushed
into me like that. More hands roamed over my stomach and tits and
back.

Then Lem practically roared and pulled back, the
withdrawal burning almost as much as when he'd pushed into me.
"Buckle up, bitch," he growled. "I'm gonna break your ass in." Lem
pulled out of me just until his cockhead was left inside, then he
pushed back in deep, filling me again.

"Ah!" I cried out, drawing laughs from the men
holding me up and a
yeah
from Lem. One put a hand over my
mouth, while another hand went around my throat, holding it--more
of my dirty fantasy.

"So fucking tight," Lem groaned, pumping into me
with a regular rhythm. I hissed, still not used to being stretched
so far or fucked so hard and fast like this. When I'd done anal
before, my bed partner for the night had taken it slow and easy.
Lem bucked his hips with purpose, fucking my ass hard and breaking
me in just like he'd said he would.

"What a hot ass," he said, his thumb back on my
clit, tapping out some kind of Morse code version of
fuckme-fuckme-fuckme
. The stretch in my ass and his tapping
and rubbing had me on edge again in no time. When the tit that
wasn't being slapped ended up sucked hard by none other than Al, I
managed to arch my back, pushing up against that rubbing thumb.

"
Fuck
!' I shouted against the hand as I came
again, squeezing around the thrusting cock in my ass. The thumb
left my clit and pushed inside my pussy. My muscles tightened
around it, too far gone in the orgasm to stop just because my clit
was abandoned. It felt good having something in my pussy to bear
down on as the spasms went through me.

Lem pumped into me faster and growled wordlessly as
he came, slamming into my ass again and again, hard enough that it
shoved me back against the men holding me. They groaned and shouted
woohoo
s and
fuck yeah
s. The ring of bikers created a
wall of sound around me as Lem pumped into my ass until he was
almost falling forward onto all of us, totally spent.

My ass was reamed more than it had ever been before.
It throbbed. I could feel my heartbeat in my asshole. As that
started to fade, I was aware of the pulsing in my pussy, too.

They carried me to the pool table and put me down
right next to the edge.