Property of The Saints MC: BBW and Biker Romance (2 page)

I felt the belt finally pop and unhook.  I moaned softly as I looked up at him.  He gave me a smile and gently ran his fingers over my face.  I unbuttoned his fly and pulled his zipper down.  He took a step forward, his legs on either side of mine.  The lower I slid his jeans, the wider he spread his legs.  His boxers were the only thing keeping me from his cock, and I didn't wait.

I slid them down as well, exposing his throbbing dick.  I smiled and opened my mouth.  Axel didn't waste any time in making me his mouth slut.  He pushed his hips forward, and I watered around his cock as he slid between my lips.  I moaned until his cock cut me off.  He pushed all the way into my throat.  It took me by surprise, but I loved it.

He slid out, and while I tried to catch my breath, he gave me a smile and said, "All the way on the first try?  You're even dirtier than I thought."

"I can't help it," I said, his cock in my hand.  I kissed the tip and continued, "Guns, violence, whiskey?  Yes, please."

He was about to say something else, but it turned into a grunt when I pressed my lips to the head of his cock.  I spread them just enough to suck him inside.  I squeezed around the base of his cock as I sucked so hard on his big manhood.  My mouth watered at the taste of his precum, and my loins began to ache.

He put his other hand on the bar, probably to keep him standing upright.  I opened wide and pushed forward, deep throating him again.  He grunted, and I held there as long as I could before pulling back to breathe.  I was about to do it again when I heard motorcycle engines approach.  Axel looked down at me and was about to turn to walk around the bar, but I wrapped my arms around his hips and pulled him into my mouth again.

He grabbed the bar hard and let out a manly groan.  He looked down at me, "Baby, I gotta meet them."

I slid back a little bit and shook my head "no" with my lips still around the head of his cock.  I began bobbing up and down at a decent pace, keeping him in place with the pleasure I was giving.  It worked, because he turned back and didn't try to stop me.

The engines shut down, and voices got closer and closer.  As the door to the clubhouse opened, Axel stepped forward, pushing me back with his body.  I was on my knees flat against the bar, hidden underneath.  The voices came inside, and I felt no desire to stop.  I slid him out of my mouth and stroked Axel's big cock under the bar.

The voices were now close enough that I could hear them clearly.  "That motherfucker crossed a line.  I'm going to fucking kill anyone he's ever smiled at.  He's a dead man."

"Bro, calm your shit down.  We have to be smart.  We know where he's at, and we both know he could turn us in any time he wants."

I was getting so wet underneath the bar.  Axel was so fucking hot, and I loved being so bad for him.  I knew he wouldn't stop me sucking his cock.  He loved what a dirty slut I was, and he didn't know the half of it.

The first voice spoke up again, "I told you this could happen when we kicked him out.  We should have fucking slit his throat when he wronged us a month ago.  The president is supposed to make decisions like that, Snake.  He's not supposed to turn the other fucking cheek!"

The second voice was close.  I heard a bar stool slide.  He was sitting right in front of Axel.  "Shut the fuck up, Jerry.  When you're president, you run this club however you want.  Until then, you do as I say.  You can't just kill the brother of the fucking sheriff, you dumb cocksucker."

I took Axel deep in my mouth, wondering how well he could handle himself.  I also did it to stifle a laugh at the "cocksucker" line.  How apt.  I could feel Axel's body react, but he remained silent.  I worked my tongue over his shaft, but also concentrated on the conversation.

For the first time since Snake and the other biker came in, Axel spoke, "It was Handsome Carl?"

Snake said, "Yeah, it was fucking Handsome Carl.  I chased down his pickup but let him go.  This is going to end soon.  I don't want to deal with this fucker anymore.  He knows about our business, and now he's fucking with the MC."  He addressed the other voice, "But we can't just fucking kill him.  His brother would have every fed in the state on our asses overnight."

I pushed Axel into my throat again.  I held him there.  I was so turned on.  There were two men just on the other side of the plywood who had no idea I was blowing the motorcycle gang's vice-president.  I wanted to side my hand into my jeans so badly.  I was ridiculously wet, and dying for Axel's cock.  He felt good in my mouth, but I knew he'd feel great in my pussy.

"Axel, grab me a beer."  It was Snake.  I had no idea if he could reach the fridge, so I slid him out of my mouth.

Axel sounded a bit nervous, "Uh, just a sec."

"Bitch, get me a beer." Snake said it with a laugh.

"Jesus, chill."  Axel was fidgeting under the bar.  He pointed to my left, to a stainless steel cooler.  I reached over to the cooler and slid it open.  I reached in and felt around for a bottle.  If Axel had moved over, he would have looked odd, or his ass would have exposed.

My fingers found one, and I pulled it free.  I handed it to Axel’s grasping hand.  It disappeared over the bar, "Here, now shut up."  Axel told him.

I went right back to sucking him.  I worked my tongue over his shaft as I took him deep into my mouth.  The conversation went on.  I felt so dirty being his naughty secret slut.  I was about to give in and unbutton my jeans when a cell phone rang.

Snake answered, "Yeah, what've you got for me?"  A pause.  "Where?"  Another pause.  I teased Axel by kissing up one side of his shaft and down the other.  I wanted to focus on the conversation, but also keep working his big cock.  Snake must have gotten his answer, "We'll be there in seven minutes."  I heard a bar stool slide out.  "Axel, you man the home base.  Jerry, you're with me."

"Right."

"Sounds good."  Axel was probably thanking god that Snake had asked him to stay.  When I heard that he was staying, the teasing stopped.  Before he could say anything more, his cock was in my throat again.  My arms wrapped around his waist and I pulled him into my mouth hard, holding him deep inside me.

Soon the motorcycle engines fired up and headed down the road.  When I slid Axel out of my mouth, he reached down, grabbed me by my arms, and pulled me to my feet.  He looked me straight in the eye and quickly undid the fly to my jeans.  His strong hands pulled them down to my knees.

His hands were at my hips.  Axel grabbed me.  His fingers sunk into my soft flesh, and he lifted me so easily onto the bar.  I let out a girlish squeal.  No man had ever treated me so roughly, or made me feel like I wasn't so curvy.  Axel was very strong.  He didn't let out a sound as he lifted me.

“Get the fuck up here.”

He laid me on the bar, my jeans around my knees, my pink panties exposed to him.  There was no way he could miss the large wet spot.  I was beyond turned on.  I wanted to be taken like never before, and I knew Axel was the man to do it.

His strong, rough hand came up to my neck.  He laid me down onto my back.  He grabbed my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the bar and lifted my legs.  I wanted him to spread them, but he didn't try to pull my jeans off.  He held both my ankles in one hand and dragged his fingers down the back of my thighs.

I shivered and let out a moan.  My pussy was aching with anticipation.  I needed his cock inside me.  I felt like that first touch of his cock would make me explode.  Instead, it was his fingers pressing into me through my panties.  Right at that wet spot that had grown since I walked into the clubhouse.  Axel pressed into me, and I cried out.  Either he had no idea how badly I wanted him to fuck me, or he was teasing me.

I wanted to lean forward to let him see the pained look on my face, but I was just at the edge of the bar, and could barely move forward.  His finger drifted down from my pussy to my ass.  He reached under my panties, pulling the fabric to one side.  I bit my bottom lip in anticipation.  I knew he would plunge his big cock into me any second.

He still held my legs firmly in the air, and Axel grabbed his manhood with his other, guiding it to my exposed pussy.  It was right there, just waiting to fill me.  Axel let out a moan that sounded incredibly sexy.  He thrust forward, finally filling me.  It was pure pleasure.  His big cock stretched me beautifully, and with my legs clamped together, he felt absolutely huge.

I let out a long moan.  It came from a primal place.  This big, bad man was making me his on the bar of his motorcycle club.  It was a naughty fantasy come true.  I closed my eyes and held onto the edge of the bar as he thrust in and out of my aching pussy.  I was holding on for dear life.

"Oh my god!"  I cried out over and over.

Axel's ripped body was slamming into me.  He grabbed my thigh, still held vertical, and he used it to pull my body back into him, meeting his cock every time.  He was grunting deeply and sounded incredibly sexy.  The fear and the danger had turned me on so much, and now this rugged biker was fucking me so hard on a bar.  I felt like such a bad girl.

I licked my lips, still tasting his salty cock on them.  My head struggled to stay upright as I watched him pound my body hard.  I could feel my orgasm growing, and my sighs began to get louder.  He wasn't slowing down at all.  Axel was a fuck machine.

He was stretching my pussy so perfectly, filling me and hitting all of my sweet spots.  I gripped the edge of the bar as hard as I could, because he kept speeding up and thrusting harder.

"Fuck, Axel.  Fuck me harder."  I said, my voice choppy as his body slammed into mine.

He finally spread my legs, no longer holding them up.  I could see his chiseled features now.  They were twisted in pleasure.  He reached up to my chest.  I could feel my hard nipples, and the anticipation of his hand on my tits worked me up even more.  Instead, though, Axel grabbed the top of my t-shirt and pulled it down.

He hooked my bra, too, and pulled them both towards him, exposing my bouncing breasts to him.  He began to pull my body into his cock by my clothing.  Violently forcing me around his cock repeatedly.  My tits jumped back and forth as the force shot through me.  Axel was giving me the hardest fuck of my life.  My orgasm was growing bigger and bigger inside my loins, and it was so close to exploding out.

I could feel where his nails had dragged down my chest, and I pulled my head up to look at his powerful body railing into me.  He was grunting and had such a manly look about him, I felt him push my body over the edge of pleasure.  I screamed out loud and pounded my fists on the bar.  My legs wrapped around Axel and I pulled him into me, trying to hold him close as he filled me.  My muscles ached and pure bliss flowed through me.  It was a huge orgasm.  I knew it would be big, but I had no idea how turned on I was.

My pussy tightened around Axel, and I could feel his big cock throbbing inside me.  His entire length was inside me, and I clenched around him as I came.  He held me down tightly by my shirt and bra.  I could feel his power over me.  He was controlling everything.  He stayed balls deep inside me as my orgasm subsided.  I was just catching my breath when he began to thrust again.

"My turn," he said with a smile.

I panted, "Oh god, yes please.  Fucking fill me."

"Don't you worry, baby."

He began pulling me to his cock again, my shirt and bra pulled down.  I let go of the bar with one hand to squeeze my breasts.  The weight of his body was slamming into me again, and I was moaning with each spearing from his big cock.  Axel pounded me, and I wanted his cum so badly.  I gave him my sexiest eyes when I could stay focused.  Most of the time, though, I had them shut tightly as I reeled in the pleasure of his cock.

"You ready, baby?" he asked, not slowing down at all.

"So fucking ready.  Give me everything you've got!"  I squeezed my breasts hard.

It wasn't long until his thrusts became less rhythmic.  Axel's last thrust pushed into me deeply.  He was completely inside me, his hand yanking my shirt and bra towards him.  He groaned out loud like a sexy caveman taking his prize.  His large cock exploded inside me.  His cum filled me, each throb squirting more of his sticky cum into me.  He pushed hard into me, his face twisted in his orgasm.

He still pushed into me, my body bouncing on the wood.  Axel finally opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.  He was beginning to sweat, and the look of his masculinity turned me on so much.  I was his beautiful prize.  With his spent cock still inside me, he reached down, and I heard the cooler slide open.  He came back with two beers in his hand.  Holding them on the edge of the wood, he slammed each one down, the cap flying off and clinking somewhere below us.

Axel slid out of me, and I could feel his cum leaking out of me.  He grabbed my mess of a shirt and pulled me upright again.  I sat on the bar, my legs dangling down, still half wearing my pants.  He took a long pull from the bottle, then handed me the second one.  It was incredibly refreshing.  I hadn't realized how dry my throat was.  It was scratchy and raw from my screams.  I could feel the cold beer draining into my throat and chilling me from the inside.