Lesbian Biker Stories

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Jean Engels Ch. 05

by leann511 on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The first biker bar she saw did not register as anything but a bunch of motorcycles parked around a seedy looking bar. Then she saw many tough looking females standing around and noticed there were no males. The biker males stayed away from the place after a few encounters with the vicious females but sometimes an unsuspecting male or two would wander in and...

A Discovery Ch. 16

by GeorgieH on Sep 15, 2017
Lesbian Sex

When I had walked away from the suitably suffering would-be biker trio of rapists I had thought that maybe now we could return to a future of doing anything we wanted to do - and that was true enough. But there was a lurking shadow deep within me. I suppose it's not really a surprise to say that the three guys and their despicable act had somehow soured t...

Squeeze Inn Ch. 2

by PALady757 on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Roni decided she didn't want to go home after dropping Bob off. She didn't even go in. She scanned the parking lot and saw that her biker friends were gone. She knew where to find them though. She took off, gunning her bike so hard it pulled a wheelie. It only took about 20 minutes to get to Insane Wayne's. There must have been 30 bikes parked in his yard. L...

My GF; Fucking & How We Met Ch. 02

by LesbianChickLit on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Sex sections are bookended with "~~~" again. Feel free just read those sections if the rest bores you. The first one is right after the "^^^^^" break. Standard Boilerplate: Contains graphic lesbian sex to be enjoyed by legal adults. Characters not meant to resemble anyone fictional or real. Thanks for all the comments! Quick recap: Against my better ju...

Bath Night Revisited

by Dumpington on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

"Hey, Donna... check it out... Malibu Barbie at the front door... beautiful face... and oh, what a dynamite body! It was a normal early-afternoon crowd at Charli's Place, only a dozen female patrons scattered throughout the bar, typical for this time on a Friday, and the only reason why Donna Travers was one of them on this particular day was because she ha...

Carried Away Ch. 01

by SweetArtemis on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Note: This is the first part of long story about passion, submission, and awakening. It's my first story here, and I hope you like it. If you do, please let me know. All your comments will be dear to me. Love, SweetArtemis. When I was younger, riding a motorcycle behind a rider was always exciting for me, dangerous and thrilling, and of course erotic becaus...

Froggy

by Jeremiah Erratica on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

You don't remember if you even had a choice. You do remember hitting Main Street on the first weekend of Bike Week, out with the girls from work. You do remember drinking a shitload of Margaritas and arguing with Kerri Ann about the number of bikers in Daytona this year. You don't recall when she imposed herself in your group or when she began to take your s...

Red Hair, Hot Pussy

by al_Ussa on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Yeah, so a couple of months back I was at this little diner down in Tucson. It's pretty much a dive, but the girls there are so damned sexy that it's worth it. I always make it my business to stop by whenever I'm passing through town. Unfortunately, the pickings were pretty damned slim that morning. There were a couple of teenage girls, but they looked a lit...

The Stroke of Midnight

by Southernhelle on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

THWACK! The dart entered the center red circle and my opponent groaned in defeat. I had closed out everything and had about 100 points on top of it. Not bad for a female at almost 2:00 am with about ten mudslides- with- an- extra- shot- of- vodka wreaking havoc in her system. I had come to this dirty little biker bar in the weirdo- hippie- punk- rock- freak...

The Devil Dykes Ch. 01

by Quantuman on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

When the Devil Dykes rolled into town, folks scooted out of the way. The people of this tiny one-blink town gave up tables and booths at the local diner and bars. They hoped, and some prayed, they had little or no contact with the biker gang. More than often, their hopes and prayers were all in vane. The motorcycles roared into Fountain Springs every summe...