Biker Week Part Sixteen - Free Biker Erotica

     Amanda awoke sooner than they expected her to, because we were

still alone.  When she opened her eyes and stared at me, I realized that

she could now untie me and we had a chance to escape.  Unfortunately,

the drugs they had given her had not worn off yet, and she was still

unable to think about anything except cocks and cunts.

     Also, my mouth was still taped and Amanda looked like she needed

more help than I could give her to rejoin the land of the living.

     Amanda looked at me through glazed eyes as she sat up and spread

her legs open in front of me began to rub her clit once again.  “I need

a cock, Michael! God, I need a cock so bad!”

     When she began crawling to me, I thought perhaps our plight had

finally gotten through to her; but, instead of unlocking me, she began

unzipping my pants and taking my cock from them.  Her mouth immediately

covered my dick and she began sucking on me earnestly, completely

oblivious to anything else.  She craved it more than any addict craves

his fix and there was nothing I could do to make her stop and get me

free.

     The feel of her velvet mouth on my organ was making me forget our

opportunity to escape, too, and I resigned myself to the fact of her

drug induced hunger and simply let my body take over.  Amanda’s right

hand was between her legs, rubbing her stiffening clit as her head

bobbed up and down in my lap.  She ate my dick as if she were starving

for it, and it was a marvelous feeling.  I grew hard quickly and felt

that I might spill my cum into her at any moment as her mouth continued

to work up and down my shaft.

     Amanda’s obviously hungry pussy was not to be denied, however, and

she stopped sucking on my cock, stood up and, turning around, lowered

her hot ass down into my lap, impaling herself on my rigid member.  She

began to grind her hips hotly against me, taking every inch of my

throbbing cock deep in her cunt. I could feel the walls of her cunt

squeezing my dick, milking it, pulling it, making it feel everything it

was capable of feeling.  She was quite a fuck - probably the best fuck I

had ever had. Some of it was due to my inability to move, I’m sure.  And

some of it was due to the constant performance over the last 30-some

hours.  But, above all, my wife was also fucking me as she had never

fucked me before, and there was a hunger and desperation to her pumping

and grinding hips that I had never experienced before.

     I came violently inside her.  She seemed completely unaware that I

was cumming and continued working her ass as if she might go on this way

forever. My hips strained upward against the chain that held me down as

the hot cum poured from my balls and out the end of my shaft.  When I

finally began to come down from my orgasm and felt my cock begin to

soften somewhat, I expected her to stop, but she continued fucking me,

as if she would not allow my member to wither and die within her.

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