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"Biker Gang-Bang"
   by Amy UK


It was the Friday afternoon before the Holiday Weekend, and I was
driving the car to the 'Biker Rally' and 'Rock Festival', when I
realized that I had a slow puncture. My husband, Craig, had set
off earlier on his new Honda 750.

My mobile phone couldn't receive a signal, so all I could do was
sit by the side of the road, smoke a cigarette and wait for help.

After 20 minutes, I heard a familiar noise in the distance.

In seconds, seven Harleys cruised around the leafy bend. Seeing
my distress, the bikes pulled up next to me.

"Need a hand?" he drawled, as he pushed his goggles up, onto his
helmet. "Shit!" They were a group of Desperadoes. Craig had said
that they might attend this year, as one of their favorite bands
was playing on the Saturday night. We'd seen them a couple of
years previously, at a different rally, when they had ransacked a
beer tent, and beat up some security guards.

"Em," I stuttered. "I've got a flat, and can't get the nuts off."
He took his helmet off, and shook his hair. Looking straight at
me with his piercing blue eyes, he drawled, "Let me have a look."

As he began working on the wheel, his friends wandered around,
stretching their legs and adjusting the bags on the back of their
bikes.

He was about 50, over 6ft. and dressed in scruffy denim and
leather. His denim jacket was covered in badges, with a huge
skull in the center. He had long shaggy, greying hair, which
matched a big, fluffy Van Dyke beard. When he took off his
jacket, his arms were covered in intricate tattoos, and when his
hair moved, I could see six or seven rings in each ear.

"Smoke?" A tall, fat, bald man asked, as he offered his
cigarettes. I was shaking as he lit my cigarette. "I'm sorry,
it's just that...You know...I thought...oh shit! I'm sorry!" I
was flustered and frightened.

As I said this, two of the gang were standing beside my car,
pissing into the bushes. As they shook them dry, I realized that
I was staring at their cocks. One of them was massive, and
appeared to have a tattoo on it. Catching my eye, he waved it in
my direction and laughed out loud. "Do you want a better look at
The Snake?" He roared.  I quickly turned away. I was feeling very
vulnerable as this gang of hardnuts surrounded me.

"Are you going to the festival?" The first guy asked, as he
finished tightening the wheel nuts on the spare.

"Yes. We go every year." I continued, "My husband has gone ahead,
on his bike. I'm taking the food and camping things."

"Lucky guy." He said, as he wiped his hands on his jeans, staring
at my large breasts. "What bike has he got?" he asked. I grinned,
"A red one!" He smiled as he raised his eyebrows. "That tire will
get you there, but you'll need to replace it pretty soon."

"What do I owe you?" I asked. "Buy me a beer when you get to the
Festival." He said as he got back onto his bike. With a wave,
they roared off down the road.

When I drove onto the field, Craig was already there, drinking
beer with friends of ours. They were amazed when I recounted my
story. As they had been drinking for a couple of hours, they
began making up stories about me being a real 'biker babe', and
what my initiation ceremony had been.

We set our tent up, watched a couple of bands and drank late into
the night around the campfire. As the night went on, Craig became
more and more excited about my brush with the Desperadoes.

The following day was very hot and sunny, so I chose to wear my
denim shorts with a bikini top. We met loads of friends as the
campsite filled up. Craig regaled everyone with my 'Desperadoes'
story.

In the middle of the afternoon, as Craig and his pals looked at
the bike display, I wandered down to the stage, with my friend
Polly, who was wearing tight jeans and a white vest. As we stood
around, Polly nudged me, "Are these your new friends?" A group of
Desperadoes were pushing their way through the small crowd.

"Hey! Tire lady!" The one called 'Snake' shouted as he recognized
me. I could have died with embarrassment, as people turned to see
who he was shouting at. "Look! It's the tire lady!" He barged his
way towards me. "Sexy tire lady!" he whistled, as he stared at my
(34d) breasts, which were just say staying in my red bikini top.
He threw his arms around me, and forcibly kissed me on the lips.
Shocked, all I could think of was the taste of stale beer and
cigarettes on his tongue, as it poked into my mouth. "I'm Polly!"
Polly announced. Snake grabbed her by the waist and kissed her,
full on the lips, too. Polly threw her arms around him, and
matched his kiss. "Hello Polly!" The biker laughed.

With his arm around my waist and his thumb in my waistband, he
was squeezing my bum cheek as he introduced us to the other gang
members, Egg, Popeye, JJ, Fat Bob, Woody and Bubble. He made
Polly laugh, and me blush when he told them that I had stared at
his cock when he took a piss. "She only saw it when it was a
Grass snake - wait until she sees it when it's a Spitting Cobra!"
He looked at me as he chuckled, making his friends roar. "Come
on, let's go and see Crow, you owe him a beer."

Polly and I loved the attention we received as we walked through
the crowd, with Snakes arms curled around our waists, and
occasionally grabbing a handful of soft tit.

"Crow! Look what I've found! The Tyre Lady and a friend!" Snake
shouted when we approached the Desperadoes campsite. "Hi!" and
like Snake before him, he greeted me with a full kiss on the
lips. Polly was amazed as I willingly returned the kiss, pressing
my face into his beard. My fear the previous day had subsided,
and the churning feeling in my stomach was now mixed with
excitement.

Their campsite was a mess, with bikes and vans parked at random.
Beer cans and bottles were littered everywhere. "Do you want a
beer?" Crow asked, as he handed us a couple of bottles. I sat on
the grass, next to his bike, and chatted. Crow asked what Craig
had said about him changing the flat tire. When I told him that
Craig wanted to meet him, he invited us over for a party when the
bands finished that night. As I got up to leave, I looked around
for Polly, but couldn't see her. "Polly, we've got to go!" I
shouted. A van door opened, and Polly climbed out, looking
disheveled, fastening the fly buttons on her jeans, followed by
Snake. "WOW!" she sighed, with a big grin on her face.

"Polly! You dirty cow!" I laughed, "What will Nicky say?"
Grabbing my arm, she whispered, conspiratorially "What he doesn't
know won't hurt him. Will it?" "Anyway, it was only a wank, and a
bit of fingering!"

We walked back to our husbands, rocking with laughter as she
described wanking Snakes huge, tattooed cock.

Craig and Nicky were very excited when I told them that we had
been invited to the Desperadoes party. Knowing that we were going
to the party afterwards, I wore a pair of boots, short leather
skirt and a leather waistcoat. Polly wore her leather trousers
with a velvet shirt. The bands were excellent, and the place
really rocked. Polly and I danced like crazy, and the guys kept
us supplied with beer and JD. By 11 o'clock I was quite drunk.

"Tyre Lady! Polly!" Snake greeted us with his customary 'full on'
kisses, which lasted over a minute, each. I threw my arms around
his shoulders and ground my crotch into his. His hands were all
over my arse. "Do you still want to come over for a party?" he
asked. I looked at our husbands, who nodded agreement. "Let the
party commence!" he shouted, as he put his arms around our
waists, and led the way to their campsite. Craig and Nicky meekly
followed like puppy dogs.

As we walked, Snake slipped his hand up the front of my
waistcoat, and tickled my fleshy tit. When I didn't complain, he
let out an almighty howl. His fingers were now playing with my
erect nipple. I was so drunk I didn't care that my husband was
only three paces behind. "That feels good!" I whispered, kissing
him on his dirty cheek. He then turned his attention to Polly,
who seemed just as game as I was.

On the way we met Egg, and a couple of other gang members, who
talked about bikes with our husbands, while Snake openly played
with our tits, shocking some 'regular bikers' as we passed.

When we entered the field, there were about 100 men and women
congregated around a large fire in the middle. A massive ghetto
blaster on top of a bike was pumping out loud rock music. About
20 people were already dancing. Two bikes were cruising around
with half naked girls on the back.

"Crow! Look who wants to party!" Snake hollered. A smile slowly
broke across Crows face, as he disentangled himself from a
teenage girl.

"Tyre Lady. I didn't expect to see you here tonight." he said
with his slow, drawling voice. He pulled himself to his feet to
greet me.

The fire lit up his face. He was ruggedly handsome. His long,
grey, hair and Van Dyke beard looked especially sexy. As the
light flickered, I noticed scars along his forehead, and down his
left cheek. He was wearing leather trousers and a denim jacket
with his 'colors' on. The jacket was unbuttoned, exposing a hairy
muscled chest that was covered with an eagle tattoo.

"Who's this? Your husband?" I could barely make out what he said.
"Yes. Yes. This is Craig and Nicky. He's Polly's husband." For a
moment, I'd completely forgot about my husband.

Thankfully Craig was so drunk and so in awe of the Desperadoes, I
don't think that he'd noticed. Crow did one of those 'fancy
handshakes' with Craig and Nicky, and kissed both Polly and I on
the lips. "Drinks for my friends," he commanded no one in
particular. In seconds beer and bourbon arrived, served by the
teenage girl.

Crow and JJ stood talking to my husband, about bikes (!) while
Polly and I started dancing with Snake and Woody, who was
completely 'out of it' on more than just booze.

As we danced they ground their crotches against us and played
with our tits. Snake slid his hands up my skirt to squeeze my
arse and french-kissed me. Although he still stunk of stale beer
and grease, he was really turning me on, and I think Woody was
having the same effect on Polly.

After 30 minutes of dancing, I saw Craig and Nick toking on large
spliffs with JJ and some others. "I need a drink," I told Snake.
So we stopped dancing and went to a van to get a beer. As I took
a swig, Snake took a couple of pills and offered me one. "What's
this?" I asked. "Only an E. It'll make you feel pretty good." As
I swallowed it, he pressed his face between my heaving tits,
licking the sweat that had formed there, and then started licking
my globes. I did nothing to stop him. His tongue ran up and over
my neck, until he was kissing me full on the lips. I threw my
arms around him, as our tongues wrestled in our mouths. In one
swift move he popped the press-studs on my top, exposing my tits
for him to grab, and everyone else to see. One of his hands
roughly squeezed them, as the other disappeared up the back of my
skirt He rubbed my arse and tugged at my G-String, making the
gusset seesaw between my legs.  I dropped my can as his head
dipped back down to my tits. Snakes mouth hovered over my left
nipple, as he flicked it with his tongue. I let out a soft moan,
"Aaagh." His hot mouth was now covering my tit, and he began
suckling like a baby. My moaning became louder, as my nipples can
be very sensitive.

I became aware of a second pair of hands playing with my tits, as
a second biker joined us. My head was buzzing from the E that I
had taken. The watching crowd cheered as he slid my top down my
arms, while Snake lifted my skirt around my waist, exposing my
bright red thong. Their hands were now all over me, squeezing and
rubbing my hot, sweaty flesh. For some reason, exposing myself,
like this, to a gang of bikers was turning me on like never
before.  "Do you want to see the Snake!" Snake asked. Unable to
stop myself, I nodded vigorously. He stepped back, and began to
unbuckle his belt. The one behind me held one hand around my
waist, pulling me into his groin, which he was now rotating into
my arse-cheeks, while the other hand squeezed my tits.  I was
panting with anticipation as he unbuttoned his fly, and his jeans
dropped to his knees.

Taking a step nearer, and waving to the other guy to let me go,
he ordered, "Take it out!" My eyes shot around the crowd that had
gathered. Polly had disappeared with Woody, and my husband was
nowhere to be seen. About 30 guys and a couple of young girls
were leering as they surrounded us. His cock was un-missable as
it completely filled the front of his dirty grey pants. I sank to
my knees, and put my fingers in the waistband of his grey pants.

To the cheers of the crowd I unleashed 'the Snake'. My God! Polly
was right. It was amazing. It was about 10 inches long, as thick
as my wrist and completely tattooed to look like a snake! His
huge hairy balls swung below, like a coconut.

Automatically, I ran my fingers along the shaft, from his balls
to the purple tip. "Make her suck it!" someone shouted. I didn't
need telling twice. Curling my hands around it, I pulled his cock
into my mouth. It may have looked huge, but I love sucking cock,
and this didn't scare me. I had managed to take in the first two
or three inches, when I felt hands groping my tits, again.

"Keep sucking, Tyre Lady!" Snake shouted, as he held my head in
place. I wasn't going to stop!

The feeling of having this monster in my mouth was fantastic, as
I sucked and licked, while two other men grabbed and squeezed my
throbbing tits, and buttocks.

Unconsciously, I parted my legs for better balance. The men took
immediate advantage and their hands went straight between my
legs, pulling my pants to one side. Making me shudder as their
fingers slid over along and into my soaking cunt. Within seconds
both men were fingering me. I was so wet; they slid in with ease.

Their fingers went in so deep, it was just like being fucked. My
sucking became faster and faster, as I jerked my hips to meet
their probing. "Yes! Yes! Faster! Faster!" Snake was calling out,
as my hands became a blur rubbing his shaft and balls. Snake
grabbed my head and forced an extra inch or so in as he shot his
load. Chunks of hot, salty, spunk exploded in my mouth. My chest
was heaving with excitement as I slowly squeezed his shaft. As he
withdrew from my mouth, spilling his seed onto my chin and neck,
I swallowed as much as possible, but there was so much; some
dribbled from my lips, much to Snakes amusement.

Snake stepped back, making me fall forward, onto my hands.

I was now on all fours, still with two sets of fingers filling my
cunt. As I got my breath back, I realized that I was so wet and
horny, one of them had a finger in my arse as well!

"My turn now!" Egg announced. His jeans and pants were already
around his ankles, as he waddled towards me. He was bald,
disgustingly fat and had a small cock poking out from under his
belly. I didn't care! I needed more cock!

Whoever was behind me had now ripped my G-String off for better
access. Egg knelt in front of me, and offered himself to me.
Taking hold of his fat hips, and resting on my elbows, I
swallowed his complete cock. It was nothing compared to Snake,
but it was a cock; I didn't care.

Because of his size and the angle that I was at, he went straight
to the back of my mouth. Egg moved his fat arse in rhythm with
the guys who were fingering my cunt and arse. He roughly grabbed
my tits, kneading them like dough, and tugging at my hard
nipples. Within a couple of minutes of my body rocking backwards
and forwards, Egg speeded up and fired his load straight down my
throat. It was as hot as Snakes, but not as lumpy. As Egg slid
out, he fired the last few drops onto my face, making it run down
my nose. The crowd had swelled now, and they cheered louder than
before.

"Shit man, I need a blow job! " One of the voices behind me,
announced, as he removed his fingers from my cunt, which was now
swollen and bloated.

I looked up to see my husband, stoned out of his head, getting a
blow job from the girl that had been with Crow earlier.

Bubble, who appeared to be the youngest gang member, knelt in
front of me, aiming a rock hard, 7 inch cock at my mouth. Smiling
at him, I ran my tongue along the tip, licking his pre-cum that
was already oozing out. He ran his fingers through my hair as I
took the third cock of the night into my mouth.

Whoever was fingering me stopped, but quickly replaced his digits
with a cock. The force of his first thrusts made me choke on
Bubbles cock. They were so worked up nothing was going to stop
them.

For a few seconds Bubble slowed down, but when I had regained my
composure, they fucked both ends of me with a vengeance. Just
like Egg, before him, Bubble's cock was sliding straight down
into my throat, as his mate fucked me like a wild animal.  I was
in ecstasy, as the one who was filling my dripping, swollen cunt
was also poking his finger into my arsehole. I wanted to scream
with pleasure, but my mouth was full with Bubble's cock. As the
one behind me began to speed up, he slid a second finger into my
arse. I'd never let my husband touch me there before, but I was
now moving past ecstasy, as I could feel his fingers touch his
cock through the thin membrane inside my bottom. His fucking and
fingering were so good; I let Bubble slip out of my mouth, as I
arched my back. The sudden movement made him send a torrent of
lovely white spunk cascading onto my face and wobbling tits.

I had to rub my aching clit as the man fucking me dug his finger
deeper into my arse, making me scream when I orgasmed. This made
him come, too, flooding my already soaking cunt with gallons of
spunk. As I was still on all fours, someone had thrown us a large
rolled up sleeping bag for me to lie across.

I tried to collapse into a heap, but Bubble and his friend were
instantly replaced by another two, then another two, then another
two, each one filling my mouth, cunt or arse with their seed.
There was so much spunk in me, it was pouring down my legs, as if
I'd pissed myself, and I was swallowing so much it began to taste
like milk!

I looked up to see Polly standing next to Woody, who was openly
playing with her small tits, grinning at me. She was only wearing
her green velvet shirt, which was unbuttoned, exposing her tits
and fanny. When our eyes met, she rubbed her pubes and raised her
eyebrows, indicating that she had just had a good fucking, too.

"You've had your fun, now it's my turn." I recognized the voice.
It was Crow.

As Crow positioned himself behind me, he quickly pushed his knob
into my sopping hole. I soon realized that he had a 'monster
cock', like Snake. It felt wonderful as he banged away,
stretching me even further than the two sets of fingers had.
After 5 minutes or so of fabulous fucking, he stopped and eased
himself out. I was disappointed that he hadn't come, and wanted
to turn around to see what the problem was, but I had two swollen
cocks trying to force their way into my mouth.

My head was spinning, as I heard laughter and a cheer. Suddenly
something cold and wet splashed onto my arse, and ran down the
crack of my cheeks.  His fingers teased my, little, brown hole,
which was still stretched from the earlier fingering and fucking.
He easily slid a finger in, up to a knuckle, then a little
further. Then a second, all the way in. The painful experience
was wonderful, I had never given anal sex a thought before, but
tonight, I couldn't get enough. My fingers had just started to
play with my slimy clit, when he sharply withdrew his fingers and
cock. The pain was just about to send me over the edge, to
orgasm, when I heard another cheer, followed by more cold liquid
and even more intense pain, as he forced his cock into the
entrance of my stretched anus.  The guys that I was sucking began
to laugh, as they swigged from cans of beer. They both took their
cocks away and crudely wanked them between my soft, heaving tits,
which already had the spunk of four or five other guys dripping
from them. I rubbed my clit, to three or four simultaneous
orgasms as Crow forced his cock all of the way up my tiny hole.
He was so far in; I could feel his pubes rubbing against the soft
skin of my cheeks.

He held my hips with one hand, and replaced my fingers with his
own, on my clit. I was now moaning, groaning and shaking my head,
as he slid his cock in and out of my arse, while he rubbed my
clit, making me orgasm twice. My hair was flying like the mane on
a brood mare.

After the second orgasm, he slid a finger into my hot cunt, then
a second and a third. As his arse fucking was speeding up, my
cunt sucked his fingers inside me. I was now grunting like a pig,
as his fucking became so fast and intense, I felt that I might
pass out, as his thumb touched my throbbing clit, sending me into
the most fantastic orgasm ever, as his spunk splashed and
splashed, into my arsehole.

We clung together for a moment or two, and then he gently eased
himself out of my throbbing hole. I looked up to see his
softening prick hanging between his legs. It must have been as
big as Snakes, and he had put the whole thing up my arse! His hot
juice poured out of my over stretched anus and joined the spunk
that was still leaking from my other hole. Crow turned me over,
onto my back, naked except for my long boots. I couldn't stop
myself tweaking my hard nipples and, even rubbed the excess spunk
into my tits, making them shine in the moonlight.

"We're not finished with you yet." he whispered in his husky
voice. "Get Carter!" he shouted. "He can earn his wings!"

I was so far gone; I didn't care what they did to me now. I lay,
naked and grinning on the grass, with my legs wide open, letting
everyone see my swollen spunk-filled cunt. A young biker was
pushed forward, clutching a bottle of wine. He was about six-
foot tall, unshaven and covered in tattoos. I think that I had
sucked his cock, earlier, but couldn't be sure. Crow waved him
towards me, "You know what to do, don't you?" he asked.

"Hell yes!" He hollered and handed me the bottle, to take a drink
from. Without any grace, he dropped his jeans to the floor and
lay down beside me, facing my pubes. His face caused a splash as
it landed against my soaking cunt, which prompted laughter. His
stubble felt rough as it rubbed against my tender 'love lips'. He
continued pressing his face against my hole, making me writhe
with pleasure, until his whole face must have been covered in
other men's spunk.

Carter shuffled his body, until he was kneeling beside me, with
his cock swinging in front of my face. I could smell spunk and
shit, on it, so I guessed that he had been one of the ones that
had fucked my arse. His arms moved under my legs, until he had
pulled them back, towards my chest. I was nearly bent double as
his tongue flashed between my spunk filled holes. I was so
tender; he was making me howl, as I ground my cunt against his
face. As he used his tongue on my clit, two or three fingers slid
into my hole, twisting and turning, making me howl even louder.

He moved his legs until his shit-covered cock was brushing
against my lips. Because I was gasping for air and howling with
joy, I couldn't stop it entering my mouth. The smell was worse
than the taste as I sucked and licked like a demon.

Carter now had a fourth finger in me and was trying to get his
thumb in too. My hips were rotating like spin dryer as I tried to
help him get his whole hand in.

Somehow he moved his weight onto his left side, and his hand shot
into my cunt. Although my mouth was full of cock, I still managed
to let out a squeal! Christ! His hand felt like a basketball!

My whole body was rocking as I matched every stroke of his wrist,
as he pushed deeper and deeper, opening and closing his fist
inside my womb. I was constantly shaking with mini orgasms, until
his hips speeded up and jerked as he fired even more salty juice
into my mouth. A second later he collapsed on top of me, panting
like a marathon runner. With absolutely no ceremony he pulled his
hand out of my cunt, with a 'pop', making it fart and a stream of
spunk followed it, prompting the crowd to cheer and laugh.

Two of his mates picked him up and carried him away.

I lay trembling on the grass, not daring to open my eyes as the
crowd dispersed, laughing, into the night. "Here, Tyre Lady, use
this." Snake offered me a shirt to clean myself with. "You looked
like you enjoyed that." He laughed. I pulled my skirt down from
my waist, as I wiped the spunk from my face and tits. I smiled
and nodded.

My senses were so heightened, as we sat together smoking a joint,
I could still smell and taste the spunk that I was covered in.
Snake took great delight in telling me that I had been the
horniest woman that he'd ever fucked. "The others are amateurs,
compared to you." He thought that he was complimenting me. As he
then handed me my top, which was sticky with spunk, I looked
around for Craig and Polly, but they had disappeared too. I put
it on, and hobbled back to our tent, with the spunk of 8 or 9 men
still leaking from my, once private, parts. Every inch of my body
was aching from the debauchery that I had just taken part in.

As I entered our tent, I wondered what course my life had just
taken.

                        -- The End --


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