Page 21 of Speed

For a moment, the mention of the petite little woman crossed my mind. I’d caught myself the last couple of days thinking about the brief encounter with her and Coast’s words of me fucking her. Her tight ass in the black jeans as she walked away was a pic too that entered my mind several times. Even fully clothed she was the whole package, I could imagine unwrapping that package and finding soft skin under the touch of my fingers and lips. The way she’d withered and squirmed as I teased her with my mouth. Pulling back just as I felt the start of her body quaking toward orgasm, and then bringing her right back up to the breaking point and starting it all over again until my own need for release pressed hard against me. Then I’d take her hard, driving my cock deep until there was no space between us. Until my name came from her lips like a prayer. And fuck, for all I remember about her, I could have already done it all.

Christ, I shook my head and glanced around. Yeah, that thought needed to get the fuck out of my mind because sitting in a room with forty plus bikers and no woman in attendance to play off the fact you were sporting a hard-on that could bust concrete if you let it out of its confines, was in no way a good thing. I needed to sink mindlessly into a pussy. Not for lack of some of the hang-arounds from Saturday’s party.

I’d only been back for a few days, and the only relief I’d had that wasn’t hand related was a blowjob. Crusher had been right about Lindy being a horny little thing, though. That night the six of us had been in the room right off from the main room where the party was going strong. The club called it the game room since that was where the pool table and a few tables used to play cards sat. We’d had a pool game going when Lindy had sashayed in to watch, well, it had started out as her watching—until playing pool was forgotten and the table was used for a different game. Devil closed the door to the room and Flirt grabbed Lindy by the hips, turned her and bent her over the table. The short skirt she wore was pushed up, and he slapped her ass. It hadn’t taken long for the chick to start moaning every time his palm touch the cheek of her ass.

“You want us, bitch?” This was a new side of Flirt I hadn’t witnessed before, and when she didn’t answer him fast enough, he kneed her legs apart until she was spread as wide as they would allow, then the next swat he administered was right on her pussy.

“Yes!” she yelled, but it wasn’t in pain as we all witnessed the shiver work through her body and her pussy glisten from her orgasm.

Fuck it, I hadn’t had any type of sex in a few weeks, so I’m not proud to admit that we had every intention of taking part in what she offered.

“All of us, Lindy? You got to say so, or we stop,” Flirt said and looked at each of us.

“Yes, all six of you, Sir.” Damn, not like we hadn’t done it before. We’d shared everything growing up, it may have started with our toys before it turned into women, but we’d shared those too. I knew of at least two cheerleaders from the high school we attended had taken the six of us on. It was when I first understood the saying “rode hard and hung up wet.”

Pants were unzipped, dicks were out, and Lindy was naked straddling Devil on the table already fitted with a condom and Flirt knelt behind her before it registered that we were really going to get down to it. Crusher, Coast, Jag and I moved two to each side of the table.

“Put these on her nipples, she likes that bite of pain, doncha, Lindy?” Flirt had pulled silver clamps with a chain connecting them from his pocket.

“Seriously, you carry those around?” Talk about prepared.

Flirt turned his head toward me and winked, “You know like the military taught us—always be prepared.”

Devil had worked fast attaching the clamps that reminded me of a very tiny set of trigger clamps that I had in the garage with the tightening mechanism on them. Lindy wiggled as Devil fitted them snugly to her nipples and Flirt smacked her ass and told her to stop moving as he suited up his dick and began coating it with lube, then worked the lube on Lindy to loosen up her tight back hole.

“Take Devil’s cock in your pussy, now!” Flirt commanded, and Lindy slammed down on Devil, engulfing him in one motion. Then Flirt pushed her forward and pushed into her ass, filling her.

She was definitely enjoying herself as she moaned and yelled, “Move, please!”

Devil held the chain to the clamp in his hand while helping to hold Lindy, so she didn’t fall over when she motioned us other four closer to the table, and the fun began as she took turns pumping our cocks and sucking on them. Each time it was my turn she took my dick a little more into her mouth until the head hit the back of her throat.

Flirt pounded into her ass, moving her with him, so she rode Devil at the same time. The girl had skills and was flexible as hell too, leaning over to reach each of us standing on the sides of the table.

My last go around had me shooting down her throat, and as she worked back to the others finishing each off, Flirt pushed her down on Devil and slammed into her ass at the same time Devil released the clamps on her nipples. Her yell of pleasure bounced off the walls. I knew there be no way no one in the main room missed it, even with the music blasting.

The door opened, and Tank stood there with a smirk on his face, “Fuckers, we play pool on that goddamn table so make sure you clean it up.” Then he closed the door.

The club had done away with the club whores that were always around, the only one left who stayed at the club was Daisy. She’d been a constant in the club as I grew up but the guys informed me her role now, other than for some of the older single members’ pleasure, she took care of the place and cooked for the officers when they were at the clubhouse doing business. She was also in charge of the hang-arounds when there was a party, making sure one, the women attending were legal, and two, no drama got started between them. The men there had no use for a pussy if it came with teeth, ready to clamp down on your dick like a chew toy and not allowing anyone else to play with it.

“That was the last order of business, anyone has questions or wants to bring up new business for discussion the floor is open. Everyone knows we are holding the meeting here in Soft Tails because of Speed’s return and we need the room for the party. The ol’ ladies will be here in about fifteen minutes to join us, and they are bringing food.”

When I heard my name, I shook my head realizing I missed some of what was covered in the meeting. Great, hope this wasn’t part of my fucking test to see if I was fit to take the Enforcer position. But at least I had fifteen minutes to get rid of my now raging hard-on, which all started because of thinking of the tight ass in black jeans. It may have been wrong but fuck it, someone needed to be blamed for causing me to zone out on a meeting.

I looked over at Crusher when I felt his elbow in my side. “Take a nice trip there, Speed?” I wanted to smack that damn grin right off his face. Should’ve known one of the fuckers would have caught me.

“Asshole,” the only word said as I stood and headed toward the restroom. It was going to be one long ass day.

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