Biker Bar Fuck

"My father warned me not to come here," Leslie said to her friend Becky as she walked towards the bar. The place had a terrible reputation and was well known as a hangout for a local biker gang. But it wasn't like they had any real choice in the matter now though. Becky's car was sitting a quarter mile down the road, it was getting darker by the minute and this was the only place open for a couple miles.

"All we'll do is go in, use the phone to call daddy, and then leave. It'll be OK," Becky whispered to Sharon as they walked through the front door.

Looking quickly around the large central room, Leslie now knew why she had been warned away from the place. There had to be twenty guys all sitting around tables drinking, and none of them looked like they had showered for a week. As the two young girls walked into the room, all talking ceased and all eyes were on them. "What can I help you ladies out with?" asked a man behind the bar. Both girls were motionless and seemed to become frozen in their tracks. The man at the bar asked again, "What do you girls need?"

One of the customers yelled out, "Maybe they're too young to know what they want!"

Another yelled out, "Yeah, we ought to go ahead and give it to 'em."

The man behind the bar hollered for everyone to shut up and asked the girls a third time what they needed. "Just to use the phone sir," Becky squeeked out. "Our car broke down and we need to call my father."

One of the customers, a large man wearing a typical biker outfit got up and walked over to the girls. "No need to call your daddy, we can fix anything that's wrong," he said harshly. "Ain't that right?"

The other customers all yelled back in agreement. "Why don't you two ladies sit and relax while I send some guys down to get your car?"

"No thanks, mister, my dad will come get us," Becky almost whispered.

"What the fuck's wrong bitch," one of the customer's yelled. "You don't fuckin' trust us?"

The other customers heckled in agreement. The large man standing next to the girls grabbed Becky's arm and said, "Give me the fuckin' keys. I told you we'd fix the goddamned thing." With that, he grabbed her keys from her hands and threw them across the room to another customer. "Now just go sit the fuck down and relax." The man walked to the guy with the keys and told him to go get the car. When the man balked for a second, the larger man grabbed him by the hair and literally stood him up. Leslie thought the man's hair was being ripped out by the roots. "I told you to go get the fuckin' car, now go," the man roared and threw the man forward. The man stumbled out of the bar.

Leslie and Becky looked at each other quickly and then glanced at the bar. There was a small table sitting next to it with no guys at it. The two girls quickly moved towards it and sat down. The man from before, obviously the leader, walked over to the girls and was quickly joined by most of the other men.

"What you two want to drink?" he demanded.

"Nothing, thanks," Becky replied.

"When I offer you something to fuckin' drink bitch, you fuckin' drink it!" The tone of the man's voice scared the two girls even more than they already were. "Get these two bitches a beer," he roared. The man behind the bar asked the girls their ages.

"19," Becky answered.

"18," Leslie whispered.

"Fuck," the man at the bar answered, "I'm gonna lose my fuckin' liquor license." He then opened two Budweisers and handed them across the bar to the large man.

"Here," the man said gruffly as he sat the beer down in front of the girls. "Drink them," he demanded. Neither girl moved. "I said, fucking drink the fuckin' beer bitch," the man snarled as he grabbed Leslie by the hair and pulled her head back. Both girls grabbed the cans in front of them. Each took a small sip.

"What the fuck is that," one of the other men said, grabbing Becky's can. He guzzled it down.

"Give the girls another beer," the large man ordered. When he gave that new beer to Becky, he ordered her to drink it down quick and not to stop until it was empty. Becky raised the can to her lips and closed her eyes. Swallowing as quickly as she could, she felt the cold beer pouring down her throat. Several times she was afraid she would gag but she managed to finish it.

"Jesus fuck," one customer said. "What a fuckin' bitch! You sure you're only 19?"

Becky looked at Leslie helplessly. "Now you," the large man said to Leslie. "Fuckin' drink it down bitch." Leslie took the can to her lips and swallowed a few hard times. She took the can away to take a breath. With that the large man erupted. "Fuckin' bitch. I told you to fuckin' drink it." The man grabbed Leslie by the arm and pulled her away from the table. Becky tried to jump up but she felt several strong hands hold her down. "You stupid bitch, when I fuckin' tell you to do something, you fuckin' do it," the man roared. Leslie had started to cry. "Stop that fuckin' crying or I'll give you something to fuckin' cry about bitch," the man ordered. "Just shut the fuck up."

With that, and without warning, the man reached down and with one motion ripped open Leslie's blouse. The suddenness of his action caught her completely off guard and she stood there motionless. With his other hand he crudely yanked at the front clasp of her bra and with one more motion ripped it completely off her body, exposing her young breasts. Leslie screamed and tried to cover herself. "I told you to shut the fuck up bitch," the man yelled and slapped her sharply across the face. "If you don't fuckin' shut up I swear I'll fuckin' kill you."

"Just relax and enjoy bitch," one man said to her. She felt hands slowly running over her titties causing the nipples to stand up. The men held her hands tight against the table. Suddenly Leslie felt her pants being opened. Fingers began playing with her pussy inside her panties. In spite of herself she began to feel her passions building inside herself. As fingers began invading her pussy her juices began flowing as Leslie squirmed with passion.

The man quickly unzipped his fly and pulled his penis from his pants. "Put it in your mouth bitch," he demanded as he slapped Leslie on the cheek with it. "Open your fuckin' mouth." Leslie quickly assessed the situation she and Becky were in. It was quite obvious that these guys weren't used to being refused. If they did refuse they probably would be raped. Beyond that Leslie enjoyed sex too much to refuse to indulge in it. With that she took the guy's dick into her mouth and began sucking on it. She took most of it down her throat and slowly began a pumping action taking it in and out of her mouth.

"God Damn. this bitch sucks a mean dick" exclaimed the guy. By now about half of the men there had gathered around the two figures as Leslie continued to move her head back and forth over his cock.

Becky watched in terror from her seat across the room. Her friend Leslie seemed to be getting into what these bikers had in mind. Becky had had very few sexual experiences and as such was scared of what was going on here. She was sure she would be next and just not sure she was ready for it. The biker who was near her to make sure she stayed put kept feeling her tits every once in awhile but that was no big deal to Becky. She just wasn't sure if she was ready to suck a man's dick as she had never done that. She had only heard about that from her girlfriends.

"That's it bitch, suck on it. You're doin' fuckin' good," the man told Leslie. She felt hands squeezing and pinching her breasts as the man continued pounding her mouth with his cock. Her jaws began to ache and the smell of the man's crotch was almost overwhelming. Suddenly, the man stopped and let his cock slip from her lips. "Take her fuckin' pants off," he demanded of the others. Leslie felt herself violently taken and stripped.

"Please Mister, just let us go," Becky pleaded. "We won't tell anyone what happened. Just don't hurt us." The large man glared over at her. "Ain't nobody gonna get fuckin' hurt bitch. We're just havin' fun. And, what the fuck, you won't be missing out on any of it anyway." Becky wasn't sure what he meant by that but she had a pretty good idea. The man's words stung her like rocks.

Leslie was easily picked up and carried to a nearby table where she was laid spread-eagle. Her arms and legs were both held outstretched and she felt hands roaming across her entire body. Her breasts and nipples were pinched and roughly squeezed and she felt a new sensation. Hands were roaming between her legs and feeling between the cheeks of her ass. She glanced forward and saw the large man step between her legs. The large man pressed his cock against her and quickly entered her to the hilt. The man began plunging himself into her. Within a few seconds, Leslie felt the man tense and moan and felt him contract within her. No sooner had the man withdrawn from her than another man took his place between her legs. Again, Leslie felt a cock shoved roughly into her. At almost the same time, another man climbed onto the table and knelt over her chest, his cock aiming straight for her face. He forced himself into her mouth causing her to gag. The man between her legs spent himself and was replaced by yet another man. Suddenly, the man on her chest tensed and grabbed her head tightly. Leslie felt the man's cock spasm and the man pushed deeply into her mouth, nearly touching her throat with the head of his cock. As he then pulled forward, she felt another spasm and a thick salty fluid filled the back of her throat. Again she gagged but the man kept plunging himself in and out of her mouth. Finally, he withdrew and wiped the head of his cock across her face leaving a small blob of sperm on her cheek.

Attention now turned to Becky who sat sobbing. Two men had stayed with her and had removed her top. As they sat there, each holding one of Becky's arms, they had continually pinched, squeezed and felt Becky's breasts. The large man slowly walked up to Becky and grabbed her hair, pulling her to her feet. Kissing her, he plunged his tongue deep into her mouth. The taste of stale beer and cigarette smoke made her choke but the man held her firm to him. Kneeling there naked she was aware of at least six men standing around her, most of them with their cocks standing out straight. Someone grabbed her arms and pulled them tight behind her as one of the men shoved his cock at her face. "Open your fuckin' mouth, bitch," someone yelled as Becky felt a hand yank down on her chin. As her mouth opened, a cock was quickly inserted to the back of her throat. After only a few seconds her arms were released and she was pushed forward onto all fours. Held there and unable to move, she felt a cock being slammed into her from the rear, again taking her air away from the sudden, intense pain. At the same time, someone grabbed her hair, pulling her head back until Becky thought her hair would come out by the roots. Someone shoved a cock into her face and across her mouth. "Fuck her, man, fuck her," someone screamed. And all the men joined in laughter. Becky tried to put her mind elsewhere and away from what was going on but the hands across her body, the pain from her hair pulling, and the constant slapping of a cock into her were too much to put out. The man fucking her came inside of her and pulled out. Becky felt a sudden coolness where before there was only burning. The momentary relief was only that though, as she felt a cock now pressed hard against her asshole.

"I'm going to give you something to remember, bitch," a voice said from behind.

"Oh fuck, man, he's gonna fuck her up the ass," another voice chimed in.

"Hold her fuckin' still," the voice behind her yelled. Becky found her arms being pulled out from under her and her upper body slammed against the floor. At the same time, the man behind her pressed ever harder against her ass. "Fuck man, at least make it wet!" a man exclaimed from above her. "Not so rough" Becky pleaded. Her request was answered with a hard slap on the ass. "Fuck bitch, just relax and enjoy it," the man behind her said. With one massive push, Becky felt her sphincter break against the cock's forced entry. She screamed in agony with the sudden invasion. Quickly the man buried himself in her ass. Every move he made caused intense pain and after the initial scream, Becky's mouth was held tightly covered by someone's hand. The man continued to rock back and forth inside of her, each movement tearing at Becky's insides until the pain intensified beyond belief. Becky felt the man slam hard into her and jerk. His movements stopped and the pain eased for a moment. As the man slowly withdrew, Becky heard the sound of the vaccuum that had been created inside of her bowels and she felt his cum slowly ooze out of her ass. Becky was picked up and carried over to the table and laid down next to her girlfriend who had regained consciousness and was crying quietly. Becky felt that she was in a dreamland, everything now moved in a surreal setting.

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