Cindy and Alexandra's Biker Gangbang - Sex Stories

Cindy and Alexandra's Biker Gangbang

... Simon, "Were you in the party before?" "Yes, wow, epic! I don't know how, um, you give so much." I embraced him, gave him a big kiss on the cheek, leaving a wet imprint of myself on his clothes. I squeezed his bulge, then put one of his hands on my breast. "I'm glad it was good for you." He smiled from ear to ear. Simon provided a final wash off. He gave us towels to use while he rounded up a clean hairbrush. It wasn't quite the Ritz, but it was enough for us to get dressed and look halfway normal. Iron Mike was clearly happy when we joined him and his lieutenants at one of the tables. We spent a half hour or so talking with them about their conviction that the night's party would be a legend in the clubhouse. We were welcome to return anytime. Iron Mike said, ominously, "You're our mamas now. If any fool ever messes with you, bring it to me." Everyone who heard nodded, grunted in agreement. He didn't say more. We were protected. That was quite a gift. The friendly talk continued for awhile, ending with hugs all around. We returned to our car for the drive home. Some of the bikers came with us, escorting us down PCH for a few miles. At the point where they turned around, they crossed through our lights with a final salute, the raised left fist. We drove south in contented silence. I put a hand on Alex's leg, a comforting connection. I only said one thing to her all the way home: "Thank you. That was awesome!" "We were awesome," she replied.