The biker leader will call when he is ready to use the wife again. Several years ago ukresearcher wrote the excellent "Hell's Angels". It ended with a wife having promised a follow-up session after opting to have cooperative sex with the leader of a biker gang. I offered the author my outline for that next story or to write it myself. I received no reply, h...
Midlife When I was in my 30's I didn't understand "midlife crisis." I thought it was some joke, some bit on TV sitcoms and in movies. But now I know. Now I understand. I turned 43 just after the new millenia. My cock is overshadowed completely by my expansive gut. My hairline is receding. My eyesight is getting worse. My joints ache. I've had two...
Sitting in her car, Chrissy looked at the row of Harleys in front of the biker bar and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. But she knew this was not the time to hesitate, and the opportunity might not come again for a long time. "Fuck it!" she said out loud, "I need this!" Determined now, she parked her car around the back of roadhouse and wal...
It was starting to get dark and Jodi knew that she had left too late for Dallas. The drive usually took about 3 ½ to 4 hours so she usually tried to leave herself enough time to do it all in daylight. But there was the women's guild meeting at church that she had to attend today and as always, it had lasted way too long. So here she was, with 3 hours to go a...
A few guys started calling it a "biker bar" but I hated that name. I didn't even like it called a bar. I had a pizza café with a nice bar. I served really great pizza. I had a good group of regular customers. Customers came from miles around, some in groups that had their special nights each week. The "Thursday night group" was about a dozen guys from a gate...
Mousy Wife in Slutty Dress at Biker Bar "Honey, you know how I have been trying to convince you to dress more, uh, provocatively when we go out?" asked Milton, gulping with nervousness as he addressed his wife, Sophie. "Um, yes. But you know I'm not that kind of woman, dear," said Sophie softly, looking down at her tea as she stirred it. "But you have suc...
WARNING! This story is degrading to women, bikers, and pool tables and may lead to a loss of body fluids. For part of my life I lived with a biker named Zack, or Zeke, or something with a Zee. His real name was Ezekiel Zachary Zanders. I would sometimes call him "Omega Man," but usually called him something that began with the letter zee. I met Zack in At...
"So, what do you think," said Sally, "do you like it?" It would have been tough not to like my wife's Halloween costume. The black satin contrasted beautifully with her pale complexion and long blonde hair as she paraded in front of me. "A witch," I joked, "how very appropriate! But not any normal witch costume this. The front was scooped down so low as t...
It’s been an interesting week. Meeting Candy was my favourite part. But becoming the leader of a local biker gang was not bad either. Candy and I have been fucking like bunnies ever since we first made love. I have been in more fights this week than in the last four years. I missed it. I was an enforcer for a biker gang before I decided to go to university....
My name is Tina, recently I went with a girl friend (Alison) to a biker pub in the town. We went out of curiosity and a bit of devilment. We'd heard about things that happened, true or not, we wanted to find out. We met a couple of guys who were sort of on the fringes of the gang and they seemed real nice. They had slightly fewer tattoos than many and seemed...