It Was On My Bucket List

adult phone chat dixie1One of the things I have always wanted to do is go to one of those big bike rallies. All those men on loud bikes drinking and raising hell. All the women walking around half dressed and eager to please the big bad bikers….just the thought of it all makes my pussy wet as hell. Last week i found out that there was going to be a biker fest right here in my little home town. I went out and bought a sleazy leather outfit to go with my thigh high boots just for the event. I knew I could get laid and was really hoping for one of the clubs to make me their pass around whore and make me the center of  good old fashioned  gang bang.

As soon as I got there I knew this was a whole new world. The bikes lined the streets, the music was loud and the electricity that comes from high sexual energy was heavy in the air. It didn’t take me long to set my sites of a rough looking biker that I figured would fuck me hard and share me just like I wanted. When I told him what I wanted he just laughed at me. he told me it wasn’t that easy there were rules and regulations if I wanted to get fucked by the club.

He led me to his old lady, properly named Pinky and told her to initiate me for a fuck. She took me to the back of a bar and I had no clue what I was in for. She dressed me in a silver studded leather number and got dressed herself. Before I knew it I was on a stage in front of a whole shit ton of bikers and I was the subject of a good old fashioned BDSM show. Pinky didn’t spare me or go easy, at one point she had a plastic bag over my head and was asphyxiating me. The more I screamed and begged the harder she gave it to me as she whispered in my ear that I had to earn what I wanted.

By the time she was done with me my cunt was soaking wet. The fucking I got that night was beyond compare.

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