I found my wife in the master suite changing room when I got home from work. Joan was getting dressed to go out and said, "I am in desperate need of a night out, alone, I am going to a biker bar in the villages, I want to attract down-and-dirty lust-filled attention. I need to feel vulnerable and want to be taken, my mind and body want and need to be used sexually and physically. You can punish this bad girl when I come home. You are welcome to come and watch, but you can not interfere! I think this night will be good for both of us."
I knew what her night out alone would be like, a lot of, teasing, and pleasing. My wife loved to be the center of attention, lusted after, and even taken. I knew she needed this attention; this evening would make her hornier than hell. I knew where Joan's mind was right now, she needed and desired lustful attention.
Joan was wearing skin-tight jeans, they showed her pussy and ass great. She was wearing a blue semi-transparent blouse, which did little to hide her breasts. Her nipples were large and hard and protruded through the blouse. She was also wearing black leather boots, with four-inch heels. She looked sexy and tough. Joan was ready for anything and everything. I gave Joan an affectionate kiss and a hug and she was off.
My wife took the truck so she would fit into the bar scene. When she pulled up to the bar, she was amazed at how many bikes were in the lot. Her juices were already flowing from the anticipation of what she was about to do. Joan headed to the door with a smile on her face.
As she entered the bar it was loud and rowdy. The crowd was three deep in front of the bar. Joan strode confidently and determined as she made her way across the room. As the bikers saw Joan, there was a big pause, in the loud conversations everyone was having, She pushed her way through the bikers, both men and women, to get to the bar. She felt a lot of hands groping her body as she slipped between the patrons. She reached the bar and found a stool. Joan perched herself on top of the stool, Some catcalls were being made by the rowdy crowd, directed at her, from princess, to bitch. She had their full attention now, the bikers saw their mark for the evening, that blond bitch at the bar, and that was her goal.
I went into the bike bar, maybe thirty minutes after my wife. I was surprised at how many bikers were there, and how many had surrounded my wife, she had their attention. I went to the end of the bar, found a stool, and ordered a beer. I saw Joan's eyes look at me, and her attention quickly moved back to the bikers. She was well on her way to achieving her goals for the evening.
Joan spoke forcefully to the barkeeper, "I will have a frosty cold beer, bartender, and keep them coming."
When her beer came, the bikers would not let her pay, they said "Put it on our tab, the lady is with us, she will make good on the tab." The words yelled out by the bikers made Joan very horny, her pussy was soaked, her nipples hard, with anticipation of what was to come. She picked up the cold frosted beer, tilting it to her lips, some cold beer spilled down her blouse. as she downed the whole mug of beer.
The bikers yelled out support and encouragement to Joan, calling her a hot bitch, and prodding her to drink another frosty mug of beer. The bartender brought her another beer. As Joan reached for the cold beer, a biker grabbed a fist full of her beautiful blonde hair and yanked her head around, she was looking straight into his eyes. He pulled her head hard, forcing her lips to his open mouth, his breath smelled of stale beer and other disgusting odors, yet my wife did not resist, as she returned the kiss with her tongue entering the biker's lips, the biker's tongue was fucking her mouth. The biker kept her lips to his, filling her mouth with his drool. Joan reached down and grabbed the biker's balls through his dirty jeans, which ended his wet dirty kiss, their lips parted as he released the hold on Joan's head.
Joan shook her hair out, spit out the drool onto the floor, and turned to drink her frosty beer. She took the cold beer tilting the mug to her lips, chugging the mug of beer while letting a generous amount run down her blouse and breasts. She set the mug down so forcefully, the bartender immediately came with another mug of frosty beer. Another biker grabbed her hair and yanked her head to his lips. He smelled like oil, dirt, and beer, his breath was gross, and his tongue slid way into her mouth. Joan slapped the biker's cheek. he released her with a grunt and yelled out, "Hey guys we have a real biker bitch here, we are going to teach her some manners and take care of this horny bitches problems."
Joan felt so fucking horny, the bikers had complete control of her mind and body, and she was helpless to stop them from doing whatever they wanted to her. She felt so fucking good, her blouse covered in beer and her pussy ready to be fucked, surrounded by a gang of bikers who wanted her body, to use and abuse. Joan knew why she was there, to satisfy her strong erotic needs and for the bikers to use her as they pleased.
As Joan reached for another beer a biker's hand slid across her breasts, ripping the buttons from her blouse, he pulled the blouse fully open, revealing to everyone, her white sexy breasts and horny nipples. The biker's rough hands squeezed and pulled her breast, twisting her hard nipples, bringing a loud squeal to Joan's lips. His hands were strong rough and dirty, The biker licked and sucked her beer-covered nipples, she did not pull away or resist the rough handling of her breasts, her eyes were closed as she moaned loudly with pleasure.
She felt another biker's hand on her thigh sliding up her jeans towards her soaked cunt. The biker shoved her legs apart as he unsnapped her jeans, then pulled the zipper down. The biker shoved his hand down Joan's jeans, roughly caressing her soaked cunt. Joan's breathing was coming in gasps, her large breasts heaving up and down with each breath. Joan knew she had lost control, the bikers wanted to brutally fuck her entire body.
The biker yelled, "Hey guys, we got a horny wet bitch here, and she wants to get fucked, bad, we are going to have a lot of fun with this horny bitch."
One of the biker women whispered in Joan's ear, "Hey babe, just go with whatever they want, it's not worth struggling, these bikers are going to have their way with you, just enjoy the gang fucking you are going to get." Joan smiled back at the woman, as she reached for another cold beer. She tilted the frosty mug high over her lips, letting most of the cold beer run over her breasts and into her jeans,
Joan had cold beer flowing over her cunt. She squealed out, "God, that beer felt so fucking good on my horny cunt. Are you bikers going to make me feel even better?" That was the final straw for the bikers, they grabbed Joan and yanked her off the stool, her blouse falling to the floor. The bikers laid her out on the bar, restraining her legs and arms. They yanked her boots and jeans off, along with her wet panties, throwing her clothing into the crowd. All the bikers that could touch my wife, were groping and caressing every inch of her naked body.
They spread her legs and held them tightly, as the lead biker, Butch, climbed onto the bar, standing over Joan's naked body. Butch's eyes met her gaze, he could see she wanted to be taken. Butch went down onto his knees, between Joan's spread legs, her soaked cunt right in front of him. In a flash he leaned over, grabbing her thighs, his lips and tongue went down on her soaked cunt in front of everyone.
Butch screamed out, "God, she is a hot bitch, her cunt is running over with sweet juices, we are all going to fuck this horny bitch, in all her fucking holes, until we are satisfied, I get first dibs on fucking her horny cunt and ass, then you guys can take over, and fuck this horny bitch so hard, she will never forget this fucking. Let's breed this fucking bitch, she may be our next new biker"
The lead biker, Butch, dropped his pants, his cock and balls, so fucking huge. Butch still wearing his dirty sweaty tee shirt, grabbed Joan, around her naked body, lifted her, and put her up on her knees, on the bar. Her ass and dripping cunt were fully exposed. He grabbed his hard cock, ramming it into Joan's soaked cunt. She screamed out in ecstasy, as her eyes met mine. I could see the lust in my wife's eyes.
Joan could smell and see the cocks coming out of the biker's pants, she reached out and grabbed the closest cock and pulled it to her lips, sucking it into her mouth, the cock tasted and smelled piss-covered and cunt fucked, but Joan needed to suck his dirty cock. The biker grabbed Joan's hair and pulled her lips deep onto his cock, fucking her mouth hard, spit, and cum running from her lips onto the bar.
Butch, the lead biker, was fucking her cunt hard, Joan groaning in extreme pleasure. Butch pulled his cock from her cunt, covered in her cunt juices, and guided his cock towards her virgin-like white ass. Butch pushed his giant cock against her tight ass hole, and slowly her ass opened as his cock entered her ass, deeper and deeper, Joan screamed out, "Fuck my dirty ass you fucking bastard, fill my ass full of your fucking cum." Joan was a slut in heat, Butch fucked her beautiful ass, and his hands grabbed her breasts hard, turning them red as he malled her breasts, with each stroke of his cock in her tight ass.