The Rebels had their fingerprints on the Pink Pussy and this would serve as a great cover for her to work as a stripper while trying to gather as much Intel as she could. In addition, she knew the plain clothes officers that were assigned to tail her, they would not be able to resist coming in to "watch over her. She knew that the sick freaks were just looking for a chance to sneak a peek at her nude body. No matter, she did not mind the exposure and the cover was essential to the case.
After securing the job at the Pink Pussy , she headed for one of the local biker bars that were rumored to host a number of the Rebels members on a Saturday night. She figured it would be a matter of time before she was picked up by one of the members. She was the ideal biker chick that these types of lawless goons sought out. She had the long pretty hair, decent sized full breasts, and the tight little ass. It was simply a matter of wait and let the bikers come to her. This was going to be an easy task , all she had to do was sit drinking a few beers and before she knew it, she would have the grubby hands of a biker feeling her all over and hopefully taking her back to the clubhouse for a fun night.
Ordering a Bud Light from the bar, she lit a cigarette and waited, the trap had been set, it was simply a matter of sitting back and waiting for the right dumb Neanderthal to come in and take the bait.
Almost as if on command, here came one of the Neanderthals heading towards her, the lump in his jeans showed his approval for what he saw.
“What's a good girl like you doing in a place like this?”
“Honey there is nothing good about me, I am as bad of a girl as they come. If you don't believe me, take me somewhere and I will do things to you that they only do in pornos.”
“Damn girl, you got quite a mouth on ya, maybe you have something else that you can do with that mouth.”
“Stud, I can do things with my tongue that your momma should have warned you about. They don't call me the Blow Job queen for a reason. Every man I meet always leaves with a smile on his face and my number in his wallet for times when he is lonely and needs a bad girl to be with.”
“Well hellfire, you're the kind of woman I am looking for. The guys at the clubhouse will love you as I hope you do private parties.”
“Big man if the price is right, I'll blow each and every one of your biker friends and leave them begging for more.”
Scarlet, or as this Neanderthal knew her by as Ashley, knew that she was seconds away from getting the invite she needed to head to the clubhouse with this brute of a man and get inside of the Rowdy Rebels club.”
“Hell now that sounds like a deal, why don't you hop your sexy ass on the back of my bike and I will take you to meet the rest of the guys. I'm sure that they will be more than eager to meet you and see all that you have to offer. I for one can't wait till I get to see them perky round tits of yours.”
“Oh yeah daddy I can't wait for you to suck my nipples and drive your head down between my legs, the thought of you eating my pussy is getting me worked up already, why not step into the bathroom, and I will give you a sampling of what you can expect for the rest of the night. Scarlet reached down grabbed the large bulge in the biker's pants and whispered in his ear, "Meet me in the men's bathroom in two minutes third stall, I will give you something to remember me by." Scarlet was used to doing this and had made it a habit to do this trick with other bikers that she dealt with in New York. it was her way of getting into the club by getting in the zipper of a local member. Ashley, as her alter ego was now having to be referred to, was a cunning slut that knew all too well that sex was a very powerful trick to use in getting what you needed from a man.
As directed, the biker went into the stall and there was Scarlet waiting for him with her top unbuttoned, her blue lace bra clinging to her perfectly purchased 36C breasts. They were so perfect with their nipples sticking out ever so slightly to the point that they looked as if they were begging for attention.
“Like what you see, why not come over here and take a peek at what's inside." The biker headed over towards Scarlet and began to caress her breast, the feel of the fabric along with the shape of her perfectly formed tits almost made him cream off in his pants. He reached up and pulled one of the cups down to reveal her perkiness in all of its glory. He took the breast into his mouth and began to suck it for all it was worth. The moans of pleasure that came from Scarlet let him know that she approved. Scarlet reached up and took the other one of its prison and made sure that they were free of the bra, she also undid the front clasp that held it closed. Scarlet reached into her cigarette pack and took out her cigarette lighter, with her bra free from her tits, she struck the lighter and allowed the flame to dance around her nipple while she took her other hand and began to finger her wet clit. She took the lighter and held it there for a second to allow the flame to hit her left nipple, the feeling of the flame teasing her nipple, sent her into a frenzy. The thong that she was wearing was pulled to one side and the mini skirt was hiked up giving the young man perfect access to her snatch. Without a seconds hesitation, he went in between her legs and began to ravish her tight wet pussy with his tongue. This was, along with the flame teasing her nipple, driving her mad and causing her twat to twitch in anticipation of what was going to happen next. The sensations that she was feeling were some of the best she had experienced in a long time.
“God yes stud fucking eat that pussy out, I want your tongue deep in my pussy and feel you drive me into a new level of pleasure. I want and need you to fuck my pussy with that golden tongue of yours. That will drive me into a world of ecstasy. Ride me cowboy, take that cock of yours and plow it into me, I need to be fucked hard." All of this and the flames were still dancing around her nipple, the motion of having her pussy eaten out was causing the flames to nip at her nipples and send her deeper into her waves of pleasure.
“God that feels so fucking good, I need more, come on fuck me hard, I want you to pound my pussy. Open the stall door and let anyone that wants to watch as you fuck the shit out of this fine piece of ass. There is a bar full of men that would love to be in the position that you are in at the moment, you are balls deep into one of the hottest pieces of biker pussy around and you get the chance to fuck me hard and cum deep inside of me. I need you to cum in me, the feel of your cum is all I need to get me to the point of showing you why I am called the fire hydrant when I cum.”
By now, there were a growing number of people who had gathered to watch the live sex show that Scarlet was putting on for anyone that made the choice to stand there and watch as she was being fucked hard in the bathroom. The mere attention of being watched being fucked was causing her to get wetter and more into the fucking that she was receiving. The more men that gathered to watch the sex show, the more she begged to be fucked harder and harder. This was becoming one of the wildest fucks that she had in a long time.
In her peripheral vision she notice something odd which made her chuckle, it was her 2 plain clothed escorts from the precinct. There was a difference on their stares and this made her hornier, the look on their faces was that of bewildered shock. “Harder stud, make my pussy yours, show me who the man is, all of these men want to see you cum deep inside of my pussy. Harder fuck me, fuck me harder I need it I want it, your cock is my drug and I need to overdose on it. Harder, harder, fuck my pussy, it's on fire and needs your cum to put the flames out.”
“I'm going to cum, I'm fixing to cum deep into your snatch, oh god it is so wet and hot, I can't hold back any longer, I need to cum inside that glorious pussy of yours. Your pussy is so hot and wet; this is one of the hottest fucks I have had in a long time. I want to give you a deep present of a huge load of my hot cum in that snatch of yours.”
The biker unleashed several shots of hot cum deep inside Scarlet's eagerly awaiting pussy, the sensation of having her pussy filled up was more than she could stand, it was at that moment that she unleashed a large gush of cum from her pussy coating the biker’s cock in her juices. The men that had gathered were all eager in seeing
the performance that the two were putting for the those that had gathered, even some girls had come in to watch.
Scarlet gathered herself and pulled her bra back up over her tits. She buttoned her blouse back up and pulled her skirt back down. It was time for her to take her leave after paying out her tab.
“Come on stud, you gonna lay there thinking about what happened or are you going to get your biker ass in gear and take me back to your clubhouse. I'm sure your brothers would like to know what their club brother had brought back for them to play with. Hell if you need to get on the back I'll drive your ass back, but for god's sake get to moving.”
“I'm coming, I'll be there in a moment let me finish my beer and get my jeans buttoned back up. Damn woman my spirit may be willing, but my body is about ten years behind and takes some time to recharge from that kind of sexual conquest. Hopefully the guys at the clubhouse will have a better chance of holding up against you and your uncontrollable sexual appetite.”
Scarlet got on the biker’s Harley and headed to the clubhouse. The biker walked ahead of Scarlet and entered the clubhouse.
“Hey boys, I brought the entertainment. This babe here is a damn fine piece of meat. Hell I have even tried the goods myself and can tell you that this is the best piece of ass that you will find anywhere else.”
All of the other bikers looked at Scarlet like she was a piece of prime rib and they had not eaten for a week. One of the brutes who everyone called Bulldog walked over to her and began to fondle her breast. Taking the other hand slipping it under the skirt of Scarlet, she could feel a mixture of disdain for the bikers as well as being turned on a little. She was in an element that she was not used to. On the Force, she was a strong independent woman that was in charge of her own life. Out here she was another piece of pussy that was about to get used for a Saturday night biker party.
“Really man you fucked this before bringing her here that is whacked man. At least let the president have the first go, that is common courtesy, but to fuck her in a bathroom just because you're Horny, not cool.”
“Look here dickweed, this chick was ready to go and all but raped me, and I almost had to beat her off of me to get her to calm down.”
“Poor old Road Kill, always having to "fight off" the latest piece of ass that is just too eager to get into his pants. Tell the truth bro, you saw her, saw that she had a nice body and wanted to dip your wick into her honey pot before any of us. It's okay, we have all been there, besides we will all get our turn with her anyway. You just will sit out here since you already had a ride on this biker slut. Hell who knows, I might even make her my new old lady ever since that useless, dried up pussy of an old lady of mine up and left, I have been lonely at night. A fresh blond in my bed riding my long cock may be just the thing I need.”
Another biker spoke up from the back.
“You did make sure that this biker chick is not a pig undercover didn't you?”
“Unless she has a listening device up her ass, I can assure she is not a pig. I even made sure to shoot a thick load in her snatch to drown any device that might have been up there.” The truth of the matter was that her lighter also functioned as her wire; this was something that would not be suspected by any of the bikers.
“Well hell let's stop talking about it and lets get down to business, if this pussy is as good as Road Kill claims it is, I am dying to get me a slice of the cherry pie. Come here little lady, let old "Pile Driver" show you where I got the name from while I drive my cock deep into that snatch of yours and pound you like a cheap steak.”
Pile Drivers took Scarlet by the arm and dragged her over to the pool table.
“On your knees whore, you are going to get what you wanted. You wanted to be the centerpiece of a biker orgy, well bitch be careful what you wish for, when we are done with you, you will be lucky if you can walk right for a week. Now get your mouth pen and let me show you how a woman is supposed to treat a man like me.”
Pile Driver took his cock out of his jeans and shoved it into her mouth, at first it would barely fit, then with a little time, her mouth was able to accommodate it all and she was able to service the biker the way that he was forcing her to. It was a good thing for her that the boy she dated in college was hung like a horse, as this allowed her to work his pole over like a pro and helped to not piss the biker off anymore that he already was. Just as she thought she was going to be okay, the gag reflex she had issues with came out and she spewed all over the crotch of the biker that was face fucking her. Scarlet knew that she was in trouble as this was generally not looked upon as good, cool or even funny in most cases. Scarlet was hoping that this was not going to be an issue for the most part. The biker looked down at the mess and took her head and shoved it back down onto his rod. “The bitch will learn self control one way or another.”
Pile Driver after about ten minutes got tired of the oral attention that she was paying him and took matters into his own hands, he took her by the arms and lifted her up onto the pool table, undoing her top and pulling her thong off, Pile Driver took his slick cock and drove it into Scarlet's pussy, the sensation was almost too much for her to stand. She knew that she had to endure the pounding that she was getting or it might raise some serious questions, so she decided to take action.
“Come on stud fuck me like you would your old lady that is unless you're not man enough to handle a pussy this hot. I bet your small cock is not able to get hard enough for you to fuck me without going soft. On the other hand, maybe you are a two pump chump. Your bro Road kill was able to fuck me like a man. You are nothing compared to him. I was expecting a real fuck not a pathetic biker just having a seizure while he got his boy dick to shoot a pathetic load.”
The biker having heard enough of this slapped Scarlet across the face.
“OHH yeah baby, harder, I like it when a man gets rough with me. Of course I understand that it is the only way for you to feel like a man is to slap a woman.”
“Bitch if you don't shut that fucking pie pussy of yours, I will shut it for you.”
“Must take a real man to knock a woman around, that's all right as that makes up for your short comings in other areas.”
Scarlet's comment was met with a hard punch to the jaw, Scarlet responded by placing the spiked heel of her knee high boots right into the middle of the bikers ball sac. Watching the biker hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, Scarlet, placed a boot on the side of his neck, "You ever do that again you little prick, and I will cut your cock off and feed it to my Rottweiler, and I will make you eat your own balls.”
By now, other members of the club had made their way over to where Pile Driver was lying.
“See Driver, I told you one day you would get too rough and one of these bitches would fuck you up. You have to go and piss her off, she was in a party mood and now we'll be lucky if we even get hand jobs, you loudmouth bastard, she was just trying to get under your skin. Now your dumb ass is laying there with a spiked heel separating your boys and her threatening to chop your pecker off, I would not piss this bitch off any more.”
“I do apologize for our brothers little oversight in judgment.”
“Fuck ain't no thang, I am used to bikers like him that think that they are the shit. I have fucked up bigger men than him and have no problem fucking him up as well. So who is still in the mood to fuck? I have a wet pussy that is ready to be fucked whoever thinks they are man enough, come and get me.”
For the next several hours, Scarlet or her alter, Ashley was the centerpiece of a biker party as each member took turns making her their little cum bucket for the night. It was all worth it as she had the in that she needed, she went home with the knowledge that she was going to be hanging around a lot more, this was what she wanted, as she was driving home she got a call.
“Hello, again where was it discovered, I'll be there shortly. It was apparent that another murder had occurred, the only thing that troubled Scarlet was that as far as she knew all of the bikers were present. Com
e to think about it there was mention of one biker "Razorwire" that was mentioned to be missing. This had to be the biker that was responsible for the murders, she had to meet this biker and see what she could find out, even if it put her in danger, this biker had to be stopped as the bodies in Seattle were beginning to stack up.
The party at the Rebels clubhouse was more intense than what Scarlet remembered. She did not know if it was her absence from the life, or that the Rebels were more intense than the club she rode with. Back in New York, she had infiltrated one of the areas biggest biker gangs. Considered to be one of the top three most dangerous, Scarlet had to tip toe as to where and how she interacted with the bikers. One slip of the tongue or forgetting to be in character would have led to her being made as being a cop. Scarlet thought about the events that transpired back at the Rowdy Rebels clubhouse. Many of the men had taken the opportunity to fuck Scarlet or Ashley, as they knew her by at least once in the mouth as well as in her ass or pussy. The feel of their rigid members in her hole were both revolting simply for what the bikers represented while at the same time it turned her on to think that they were getting off on the thought of screwing her brains silly. Nevertheless she felt energized and motivated with this case and its implications.
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