The Deviant: 4> A long afternoon at a biker bar
written by:
Chris-t6290

After the seemingly mellow s-experience of last time, when I somewhat played the ‘Vegas' whore of ‘Showgirls', for an elegant lady, Veronica, and her three young male escorts at Mike's strip club where I worked for just one night, I next had a yearning for something a bit more lively; and where better than a biker bar, which I momentarily considered last time.

Since I had some holiday time due - it being mid summer - I got my boss to let me have the next week off; that way I could check some out first - returning later on in the evening - as I didn't want to take on more than I figured I could handle.

Recalling how I was dressed when I had my previous run in with a pair of them and deciding casual work clothes would both look out of place and draw attention to me, I settled for a black thong and bra, a denim skirt, which fitted snug over my shapely butt and then almost flared down to my knees, and a loose open neck aqua blue t-shirt with flared sleeves; for my feet I chose a pair of open toe low heeled shoes that tied up to just below my knees. ‘Ok, that'll do,' I remarked to myself in the mirror, before adding just a hint of make up.

Getting into my car, I turned the ignition, and then the radio, looking for some ideal music to get me in the mood. Catching ‘Born to be wild' by Steppenwolf, I thought, ‘how appropriate,' as I pulled off out of my driveway and pointed the Merc' east out of town.

Being 12 noon, I figured they'd be scarce crowded, and indeed the first two that I visited were. Having a beer (which has never been my choice) in each - I was after all driving and didn't want to get unduly intoxicated - the third one that I entered was nonetheless more raucous.

Going to the bar, I had to lean forward in order to be heard as I ordered a coke.

"Sure, lady," said the greasy bartender. Arms adorned with tattoos, sporting a bushy beard, and a well worn though not too faded denim waistcoat over an old black ‘Kiss' logo t-shirt.

Looking to the guy some two feet to my right while the greaser got my drink, I smiled pleasantly and indicated with my keys that I was driving, forgetting, as I did so, that he couldn't have heard me what with the noise; they were really cranking it up for just past 1 I noticed from my watch, realizing, as I checked it, how out of place with the rest of my attire it looked.

"There you go, one coke for the lady - and a glass," he said, as he reached for one and then blew into it to clear any dust before wiping it.

"That's okay, I'll take it as is," I told him, and put $2 on the counter.

"Thanks, that's mighty decent of you," he said of my tip, before seeing what someone else wanted.

I'd decided that my cover for being here, the bars, was to find a guy who'd helped me out and to give him some money in gratitude. Having taken a swig of the cool refreshing cola, I edged closer to the biker on my left and enquired of someone called James, though not telling him why.

"What's he look like, only there are a couple of James's that come in here?" he asked, his attention going from my exposed knees and up my body to my hazel-green eyes, which he looked into with an air of determination that felt like rivets.

Having not thought of a description for my made up hero, "He, er," I nervously started to say. "Helped me out, car trouble, and I'm looking to show him my gratitude," I explained, overlooking to indicate a sum of money.

"I see, well, I think you'll find that James in the back room. Why don't I take you to him," he proffered; whereupon, he somewhat entwined his arm in mine and lead me, unobjectionably, to the rear.

Entering through a curved arch, I noticed some 10 biker dudes and a couple of chicks. Three of the men and one of the girls, young looking I'd say, were shooting pool on two tables while the others either stood around or sat on forms that were set against or attached to the surrounding three walls; there being none along the one to our left as we entered.

As with the main bar, the air was noticeably smoky, however, the noise level was acceptable enough for my escort to be heard: "Guys, is James around? Only this young thing is looking for him," he asked them.

So there was no misunderstanding, and what with my intention to return later, I stepped further into the room. "He helped me out a while ago and I was looking to repay him," I averred, looking around inquisitively and then back at my escort, momentarily, who was now propped up against the entrance, stroking his stubble with an evocative expression beaming across his face.

"Na. There's some Richard's, even Muffy, but no James. Later, maybe, but...!" exclaimed the one nearest to me with a cue in his hand.

Unaware what he was intimating to, I, not wanting to kick things off now, pleasantly replied: "No. Thanks anyway, it's James I need to see," and took a long gulp of cola to steady my obvious nerves.

"You want another one of those?" proffered the second girl, not playing, with a coy glint.

"Sure, thanks, er..." I exclaimed, inviting her to impart her name.

"Muffy," she informed me, which, as I found out later, was her real name.

"Fancy a game while you wait?" a nondescript biker suggested to me.

"Sure, okay," I uttered, if only to feel at ease with them. ‘If they were going to try anything it would have started by now,' I reasoned to myself, not realising what soon would be in store.

"Just a game, or is some wager involved?" I enquired, as I gradually became somewhat hotter, and wet between my legs, what with the heat and all.

"That's up to you, missy," he craftily replied. "How good you think you are," he added.

"Who do I get to play with?" I asked, as if that mattered.

"Here," Muffy said, handing me the bottle.

"Oh. Thanks," I exclaimed, and reached into my purse and took out two $1 bills, which I then handed to her.

"A bit more than that - for the wager," intimated the one I was talking to.

Pulling out $5 I said: "That ok?" and took a sip of my drink.

With the table presently re-set, I'm introduced to ‘Richard' as my partner, while another ‘Richard' and the girl who got me my drink paired up against us.

Being the forth to play - sexual equality being alien to them - the balls were pretty well spread, which gave me several options. Part bent over the table, my cue all but poised, I eyed up the best shot. Just then, from behind me, I heard a snigger and decided to take the shot.

Moving lower, I rested my ample 36D ‘jugs' on the table's edge, then, as I concentrated on my cuing action and the balls, I was unaware that my denim skirt was moving up my body, thereby exposing my open gated thighs.

"Yeah, that looks ok," enthused one of them behind me, as I aimed the tip at the white ball.

Hitting it with a ‘crack', I sent it hurtling towards the orange ball, which fizzed into the top left pocket; the cue ball coming to rest diagonally opposite.

Moving around to the other side of the table, opponent ‘Richard' smirked: "What has James got to offer...?"

Momentarily gazing up at him, I simply smiled ‘hurm,' and reposed myself to take the next shot.

Bent down as before I was quickly settled. Then, I felt my skirt move and the warmth of a hand on my right thigh. Almost transfixed with lust, I resigned myself to the inevitable, albeit earlier than I'd planned.

With the hand resting in situe, I did my best to ignore it and cracked off my shot; hitting the green ball, which, having bounced off two cushions and missed the other balls, landed some feet away from me.

"I think you need to get acquainted with ‘Richard'," insisted the voice of the one leaning over me; his hand being the one on my inner thigh.

Moving it along my clammy flesh, I released an agreeable sigh. I then felt fingers at the rear of my skirt's waistband move to undo the stud button and zip.

"What about the game," I appealed, for all the good that would do.

"We've got another set of balls for you to play with, girly," someone behind me mocked, as my skirt was removed; they leaving my damp thong in place for the moment.

Relaxing the grip on my cue, thereby causing it to roll out, I felt another hand caress my left buttock, followed by an almost cacophony of zips being slid down punctuate the surrounding air and then the rustle of denim and the such material being dropped to the floor.

Turning me around to face my situation, I was instantly made to kneel down. Leaving me with my t-shirt on, six burly bikers then surrounded me, their tools in all manner of erectile state; some hard, some in need of impetus, but all awaiting my attention. As for the other four, Muffy and the second girl had them well in hand.

"Is that enough ‘Richard' for you?" proffered one of them gaily, before my head was pulled by its hair towards the cock directly in front of me.

"That's it, slut, take it down...all the way," I was told, as additional hands on my head now jerked me back and forth on the pulsating dick that grew in my mouth. Just then, it dawned on me. ‘Dick is short for Richard', and I had at least six to contend with.

Clasping my hands around two moderately hard ones, I decided to get on with my most recent act of deviancy; whereupon, I presently felt the head of the one I was sucking expand as it popped into my throat.

"Hurmngh," I mumbled, before it was momentarily withdrawn and then thrust back in, its owners sweaty balls slapping the underside of my chin while his wiry pubes grazed my pushed back lips with each rigorous forward motion.

"I'm sure a slut like you can take two, who knows three, in that sweet mouth of yours," exclaimed the one now holding his close and out towards me.

Moving back from the first, which I managed to rest on my lower lip, the other one then moved his ‘Richard' alongside it.

Directing my tongue up and out, I managed somehow to slide the underside over both and then around them in a swirling twirling motion, causing them to exude a murmur before I closed my upper lip around their cocks and gobbled on the glans.

Soon stroking another pair, I suddenly, in light of the ‘Richard - dick' thing, pondered ‘Muffy'. Although and as I've said, that is her real name, I didn't find that out ‘til latter. ‘Muffy', muff, pussy, as I started to accept the presence of the ‘Richard's', the only names I had, further into my mouth.

‘Thank God they weren't thick as well as being long,' which most of them were, I reasoned to myself, as I was made, unobjectionably, to take them in pairs with the other four giving me a mouthful of their ‘Richards' as well. Thankfully, my escort to this debauched soiree was content to just watch, thereby limiting this eventful ‘gangbang' to just the 10 men and the two ‘Muffies'.

"Let's see your tits..." exclaimed one of them, inviting me to share my name while I lost my top.

"Shyla," I rejoined, having removed myself from one, then another rigid ‘dick'; being totally unconcerned as to their bodily grooming throughout.

Releasing the pair I was stroking, hands pulled at my t-shirt and hoisted it over my head, followed by the clasp on my strapless bra being unclipped and left to fall to the floor. Now, with my tits exposed, hands began to maul them; roughly needing my globes while others pinched and pulled my nipples, which, by now, had hardened with expectation.

"Let's have the pretty slut on the table," one of them enjoined.

Still holding my breasts, several of the others helped to lift me up, and lay me across the nearest end with my head part hung over the side cushion. Then, as I was turned to administer to more cock, I noticed Muffy climb on to the table at the opposite end.

Knelt on all fours, cat like, I noticed her move closer to me, my gaze then drawn away as I was compelled to feast on another helping of long hard sweaty cock.

"Don't concern yourself with Muffy, girly, get that down you," one of them insisted, hands levering the back of my head, no longer my hair, mind, up and down the warm turgid tool.

Shortly thereafter, my body quavered as I felt Muffy's sharp womanly fingernails trace a line along the moist gash of my thong then up my stomach and midriff, eventually resting on my nipple, which she lightly dug them into.

"Emngh, emngh," I murmured, hungrily sucking on the long stem of flesh in my mouth as my climax burnt inside me, encouraged by Muffy, who had both nipples betwixt thumb and forefinger; rolling and pulling them.

Taking himself from me, so another of them could fuck my mouth and throat, I managed to deeply gasp: "Huh, huh, huh," before the next one, having taken hold of my head, lowered me back down and slid his cock meat into my mouth and down my throat.

"Umpf," I spluttered, as I went to gag on it with him holding it deep inside me. Then, and managing to breathe through my nose, he began to move the head of his cock back and forth, popping it in and then out of my throat, thereby causing me to vociferate: "Gluh," each time.

Presently taking it from me, strands of saliva mixed with dribbles from my nose extended from the glans to my lips before breaking off.

"Emngh," I gurgled, before the next one filled the void in my mouth and commenced fucking it in out of my throat; whatever concentration I had on my own pleasure now gone.

So it was, that I hardly noticed as Muffy slid her fingers into my moist panties and teased her fingers up and down my slit, marginally parting the lips with them as she ventured the tips inside. It was as if I'd gone numb; the feeling of sexual build up signalling an impending climax, now quiescent. ‘God, is this what my deviancy has resulted in. Just fucking aimlessly and with untold men,' I pondered, as another of them throat fucked me. ‘Maybe I just need to feel them inside me, pummelling my pussy,' I wondered, with no indication when they'd be finished with my mouth.

With the one I was sucking leaving me, I coughed and managed to say: "One of you, please, take my pants off and give me your long hard cock."

"Looks like she wants to get fucked," one of them intimated.

‘Well, yeah guys. I have, after all, sucked your cocks in readiness,' I remarked to myself.

Upon hearing that, my welcome invitation to get ‘nailed' by all of them, Muffy withdrew her fingers from my snatch, pulled my thong down and off, and then moved my legs apart in readiness. Almost immediately, I felt the puffy flesh of a cock head worm its way into my cooze and work itself back and forth, the lack of usual moisture - not just from my own glans - causing a rasping friction inside my vulva while I took yet another dick in my mouth for good measure.

"Emngh, emngh," I mumbled, in some discomfort, before the one in my arid cunt took himself from me.

"Here, you try," he said, invitingly yet disgruntled; whereupon, another of them took his place only to pull himself out shortly afterwards.

‘Now what?' I pondered, as I contentedly sucked the cock in my mouth.

Several moments later I felt two globs of spittle land on my raw, arid exposed cunt, followed soon afterwards by Muffy's tongue, noticeable by her baby smooth chin and its lack of manly stubble, as she again licked my inner sanctum and then inserted two of her sharp fingers into my anus.

"Emn," I responded lowly; after which, I felt a heavenly glow deep inside me and realised I was back to normal. ‘Hem, maybe I'm dependant on getting my ass ploughed,' I considered, as the momentum began to build and I eventually climaxed. ‘Then again, maybe it's the attention of another woman.'

Now flicking my clit with ever sharp fingers of her other hand while rough hands mauled my tits, I presently felt a third cock sink into my vulva and fill me up with its presence; its owner doing their best to screw me as I happily gorged myself on the one in my mouth and throat.

"Seems like the slut enjoys having her ass played with," announced one of them to my left, having he noticed were Muffy's fingers were.

"Emn," I mumbled my agreement.

"You like it in your ass, then, Shyla?" exclaimed the one above me, who then took his dick, wet from my saliva, from my mouth so that I could respond.

"Please," I agreeably rejoined, though not expecting them to go there right then.

Instantaneously, the one in my quim removed himself and then hands gripped my legs and thighs and pulled me around. I was now positioned on my back, my ass cheeks resting on and overhanging the edge and cushion. Next, my shoulders were pinned down, and a different cock was thrust into my mouth as the hands still grasping my outspread ankles, pushed them back in concert with that of those on my thighs.

‘This is it,' I trembled, as I braced myself for one of them to enter my anus, my pretty pussy being otherwise forlorn.

Just then, as I settled back to receive a hard, harsh and brutal ass reaming from 10 greasy bikers, and no doubt any others who wanted a go, Muffy's noticeable fingers spread apart my labia to expose my raw heated cunt flesh.

‘Thwack,' I jolted, as I felt the sharp sensation of someone's cock slap against it, cause me to recoil, almost, my head pushing up on the probe in my mouth.

"Hemngh," I murmured, each time he swung his hips and cock between my spread eagled legs and vulva. Then, and when I finally came from a mixture of him manly fucking me, my tits being mauled, my nipples being tweaked while Muffy, still holding me open, tongued and sucked my swollen clit, did he start laying his piece of cock meat to my now moist pussy while I gorged on the second dick in my mouth.

Once four more of them had used my body - cunt and mouth - for their pleasurement, someone proclaimed: "I think she's ready. Who wants to go first?" suggesting that they all now fuck fill my horny ass.

Taking her hands from me while the others did likewise with their turgid shafts, Muffy pulled me up, and then two of the ‘Richard's' helped me down from the table and then had me turn around.

Sat someway in front of me, her legs pulled up towards her thighs, Muffy, having previously removed her jeans and panties (if she ever wore any), exposed her wiry black bush for me to munch on.

Going to direct me down and over the end of the table, I quickly recalled what I remembered to put in my purse. "Wait, there's some gel in my bag. Use it, please," I appealed to them.

"What! No," exclaimed one of them. "You came here to get your ass fucked, girly, and that means ‘bareback'," said the one leaning over me, my request having been rejected.

Motioning me down with direct, heavy hands and towards Muffy's exposed cunt flesh, she instructed me to spread my ass cheeks for them.

Moments later, and having hands on mine pulled me further open, I felt the puffy glans of a tumescent erection push against my anal ring. A bit slippery at first, which suggested some other form of lubricant. Then, once the crown was inside me, the forward, forceful thrust of it speared to the very core of my dungeon.

"Oh, oh, oh God," I winced and cried out, as it was cleaved into me.

"You like that, like how my cock feels?" he enquired with strong determination.

"Yes, oh God, yes," I responded anguishly, as his continued action caused me to baulk towards Muffy.

"Tell me you like it, you dirty fucking bitch," shouting at me, almost.

"I like it, I like your cock in my ass. Fuck me, fuck my ass," I cried out, as he relentlessly drilled himself into me.

"I'm gonna rip you apart, bitch!" he exclaimed determinedly, and just as forcefully slammed his rock hard prick deep into my open asshole.

"O God, oh my God, emn, emn, shove your cock in my ass, fuck my ass," I cried and exclaimed, my butt taking a forceful pounding, followed by hands pushing my head between Muffy's exposed thatch.

"Emn, emn" I murmured, as I tongued around and in her juicy cunt, tasting her sweet nectar in contrast to the roughness of the next one to almost violate my butt.

Getting Muffy to turn over, she then presented me with her ass, which she pulled part open with her right hand.

"Tongue her ass, bitch, shove it all the way up inside it," I was commanded, as the one in mine withdrew himself, followed by a slap of encouragement on each of my exposed buttocks, which recoiled me towards her.

Lapping at Muffy's exposed sphincter, I tasted her pungent ass juice while another cock was shoved deep up mine.

"Hermngh," I murmured, as it speared in and out of my gapped asshole while Muffy rocked back and forth, fingers of her other hand stroking her taught and exposed clit.

After I had received an almost relentless ass pounding from them - I didn't bother keeping count of how many, but I nonetheless endured it for quite some while, during which Muffy coated my face and ejected her cum into my mouth on two occasions - the last one and another pulled me up by my hair while Muffy was helped down. With me still held by my bunched up tresses, one of them climbed up onto the pool table and then laid on the baize.

Lifting me back onto the table by my shoulders and thighs, they told me to get over the ‘Richard', facing him, his cock meat deep inside my pussy; after which, another of them climbed up and knelt behind me.

"Hold yourself open, slut," he ordered, and no sooner had I complied, than I came with the anticipation of getting both my pussy and ass well and truly fucked.

"Oh God, yes," I cried out, with pleasured pain, only to then be joined by a third ‘Richard' who immediately filled my mouth up.

Having me place my hands on his thighs as the cocks thrust into my cunt and ass, I jerked my head and lips forward on the third.

"Emngh, emngh," I murmured each time, as waves of lust filled my body and exploded inside me, my fluids only serving to encourage the one in my cooze all the more.

Soon changing over, I got the inevitable taste of my ass juice to add to my deviant behaviour while the third one stuck it to my butt, which he occasionally spanked, to add to my overall humiliation.

Once they had finally done with me, I was laid out against the nearest side and made to suck each of their cocks until they came, covering my face and body with their warm sticky spunk, all of which glistened on me as I licked it off, helped by both ‘Muffy's,' the other being Angela she confided afterwards.

Getting dressed, I thanked them for the game, finished my drink, and left, my otherwise tight asshole somewhat aching from their depraved onslaught, ‘but, it was worth it,' I remarked to myself, as I returned to my car.

What next? Join me for part five of my debauched adventure to find out.