Biker’s Savage Claim: My Total Surrender in Sweat and Submission

Chatted online. Horny for cock. Biker messages. Forties, dominant, seeking submissive slut. I’m twenties, passive, eager but green. He says: Come to your place, fuck you hard, leave. Perfect. Meet at dim bar downtown. Heart pounds. Lead him home. Door slams. Helmet off. Gloves drop. Crushes me against him. Tongue invades my mouth. Didn’t want kisses. Now I’m hard. Grinding. Hand on his bulge. Jeans strain. Massive heat.

Grabs hair. Yanks head back. Eyes lock. ‘Knees. Suck me.’ Drop. Unzip. Thick cock springs free. Lick gland. Tease. Wrong. ‘Suck, bitch! No teeth!’ Gobble it. Stroke shaft. Fondle balls. He growls. Hallway haze. Unknown dick down throat. Obeying thrills. Pumps faster. Close. ‘Swallow every drop, whore!’ Hands clamp head. Hot spurts flood tongue. Gulp. Lips coated. Lick clean. Satisfied smirk. ‘Good cumdump.’

The Fever Ignites

Chin grabbed. ‘Comfier spot?’ Sofa. Lube, condoms out. Obvious. Stand naked. Pulls my cock. Strokes slow. Eyes shut. Hardens. Stops. ‘Knees on couch. Spread.’ Finger jams anus. Pre-lubed. Loose. ‘Sloppy hole. Dripping for it?’ ‘Yes…’ Two fingers. Twist. Three. Prostate milks. Anal orgasms ripple. Trance. ‘Hot ass bitch.’ Strips. Hard again. ‘Suck like slut.’ Kneel. Face-fuck. Slaps cheeks. ‘Want this cock?’ ‘In my ass…’

‘Doggy, bitch. Spread cheeks.’ Floor. Palms lube anus. Pulsing. Condom on. Gland presses. One thrust—balls deep. Scream. Pain rips. ‘Easy…’ Grips hips. Pulls out. Slams in. ‘You’ll love it.’ Slow builds. Pain fades. Pleasure surges. Deep punches. Fucks harder. ‘Take it, slut!’ Heart races. Skin slicks sweat. Ass clenches cock. Against wall. Fingers slide easy in gape. Guides him. Pounds. ‘Fuck my hole!’ ‘Gonna wreck it, fag!’ Lifts me. Humiliates. ‘Admit it!’ ‘I’m a fag! Love wrecked ass!’ No touching. Pins hands. Owns me.

Blaze of Total Possession

Table. Spanks red. More lube. ‘Beg.’ ‘Fuck me!’ Mounts. Rails furious. ‘All night slut.’ ‘Yes! With friend next!’ Climax builds. Back arched. Prostate explodes. Waves crash. No hands. He roars. Fills condom. Collapses.

Panting. Cumdump on back. Hole yawns. Dresses. Gone. Skin burns. Heart slows. Unique ravage. Never saw him again.

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