Grand Opening - Sex Stories

Grand Opening

... slapping her ass hard with my other hand, I fucked up into her womb mercilessly. The chair was banging across the fitting room, her feet coming off the floor with each thrust. I fucked her as hard as I've ever fucked anyone.

"Is that all you got? Fuck me harder! Fuck me deeper!" Danielle cried.

After another dozen long strokes, I picked her up and tossed her onto the padded bench like a rag doll. Pushing her knees to her shoulders, I knelt between them and slammed my dick into her again and again, fucking her as hard as I could, while she spit at me, cussing me, scratching my chest with her nails, drawing blood. She swung her head wildly, snapping and biting at me like a feral bitch.

When I suddenly wrapped my big, calloused hand around her slender throat and plunged into her to the hilt, grinding my raging meat up into her, Danielle came explosively, her hips bucking crazily, keening like an animal, her juices running all over the bench.

My own orgasm boiled out of my balls and up my shaft. I let out a roar, pulled out of Danielle's clutching pink grasp, and plunged my spurting member back into her hungry mouth just in time to flood her throat with wave after wave of thick ropes of sperm. She gulped and swallowed furiously, gagging noisily, her teeth raking my pulsing flesh, her lips and chin coated with my essence.

We were spent, dripping with cum, sweat, and blood. We hurriedly straightened ourselves as best we could, pulling our clothes on, the leathers abandoned in a damp, sodden pile on the bench.

When we emerged from the fitting room, about 100 or more bikers, employees, and customers cheered and applauded loudly, laughing and congratulating us, and high-fiving me as we walked to the door.

Apparently, we had put on quite a loud and entertaining show and drawn a good crowd. Beaming, we proudly strutted from the store, having given them the grandest opening they could have hoped for.