Cindy and Alexandra's Biker Gangbang - Sex Stories

Cindy and Alexandra's Biker Gangbang

... system competed with loud conversation. The tables were filled by biker outlaws, or at least with men trying to look the part. They wore every signal of the biker lifestyle, including MC colors on their sleeveless jackets, doo-rags, tattoos, black leather, chains, steel-toe boots, tough-guy beards, fingerless gloves, and heavy rings. Every man in the large room turned to look as Alex and I made our entrance. We were stunning, I had to admit, but way out of place. Instantly, the focus of attention shifted. Talking dropped off, then the uproar resumed, directed at us. Bottles were raised, kisses thrown, comments made. Men suggested what they were thinking, using crotch-grabbing with an evil grin on their face to say it. Some gave circular tongue signals. Catcalls and laughter filled the air with a typical male mix of lewd compliments and put-downs. As I took all this in, one of the biggest doo-rag-wearing men rose from a long table of his similar looking pals. He walked right up to us. He wore the outfit of a dangerous biker, adorned with all the insignia that he had earned. He had a huge beard and all his exposed skin was heavily tatted up. His size alone said domination as he approached. His eyes glared from his contorted face as he boomed, "Alex, you look awesome, but you always do." He gave Alex an enveloping hug. She nuzzled into his chest, patting him heavily on the back. She appeared very happy to see her old friend. "Iron Mike, Iron Mike. I missed you, my ...

... Clydesdale." I was totally surprised, my head full of questions. I had no idea Alex knew these people. Mike put his hands on her waist and lifted Alex straight up, first to eye level, then high above. She momentarily shrieked with excitement as she hung there, legs kicking in the air. He let her down slowly so his face dragged across her whole body. He nosed her crotch, pushed into her breasts, licked her cleavage, and ended by kissing her lips as her feet returned to the floor. Each milestone drew giggles from Alex and hoots from the crowd of watchers. She was girlishly excited in a way I hadn't seen before. Mike then turned and swept me off the floor quicker than I could react, using his powerful arms under my back and legs. I yelped when he effortlessly swung me around, then stopped, facing Alexandra, holding me out to her. "Who's this cutie?" he asked. Alex reached over to me. She pulled my top up so Iron Mike could see my boobs. "She's Blond Cunt, my dearest friend. You will enjoy her." Mike smirked and nodded, appreciating the way Alex offered me up. His evident acceptance of us was matched by increased chatter from the crowd. Alex continued, "Iron Mike, I suggest we pull a train for you, okay?" She certainly knew how to set the tone. But I didn't object or resist anything. It's what we came for, wasn't it? Mike responded immediately, "Righteous plan!" Iron Mike put me down, but kept a hand on my shoulder. Then, displaying an amused grin, he shouted to the watching table of men. ...