Using the Biker

Doc worked her body like he knew the special tune to her instrument. He didn’t stop until she came close to the crest, ready to spiral over, and then, he stopped.

“Please,” she said, begging. She wasn’t above begging. She’d been so close to coming, and now that he’d stopped, she wanted his touch again.

He chuckled. Doc was the one in charge, not her. She was his puppet, and he was the one pulling the strings.

Her teeth sank into her lip, and as his cock pressed against her asshole, she was in no doubt as to what he wanted to do.

It was on the tip of her tongue to beg him to stop, but then, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She wanted this more than anything. Craved it.

Doc was giving her everything in life she’d fantasized about, and as he pressed the tip of that large dick to her anus, she didn’t fight him, or argue.

She embraced the pleasure as he pushed past that tight ring of muscles, sinking inside her, going deeper than before, and she gritted her teeth, trying to calm her racing heart and failing.

“That’s it, baby. I’m nearly all in.” He reached between her thighs and stroked her clit, bringing her back to that peak as he sank the last few inches until he was as deep inside her as he could go.

This was pain but also pleasure. It was so much of each one that she didn’t know which was stronger. As he stroked her clit, she didn’t care as long as he made her come. That was all she wanted, and as he stroked her, he began to rock.

The feeling was too much and not enough at the same time.

After a few minutes or maybe even a couple of hours—she didn’t know, time wasn’t a factor—she began to press back, to fuck him hard, to want it.

When he finally pushed her into an orgasm, she screamed his name. The sound echoed around the room as he gripped her hips and took over. He didn’t pound her. His strokes were long, deep, and shattering.

“Your ass is so fucking tight. You better get used to this, baby. I’m going to want you again and again.”

He pumped into her ass, and she couldn’t complain. Her orgasm was still sending aftershocks throughout her entire body.

When Doc came, she felt every single pulse as he filled her ass with his cum. His groan calmed her as he slowly pulled out.

She tried to move, but he held her still.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“There’s no better sight than seeing your cum leak out of your woman’s ass.”

What had she gotten herself into?

****

There were only a few things Doc was good at: leading the Nowhere Men, fucking, riding, and working on cars. He pulled out from under the hood of the latest piece of junk he’d been asked to fix.

The only other place in town was a complete butcher. They took cars and completely trashed them before they decided to come to him, to fix their babies. This latest one, he didn’t know if he’d be able to fix it.

He had one other problem than the piece of junk. It came in the form of a beautiful, blonde, curvy woman, who’d come on his dick the other night and who he couldn’t get out of his head.

“Here’s the file you asked for,” Mandy said, popping gum. “It’s all the work the other place did before they decided to cut their losses.”

She jumped up onto his workstation, waiting for him to glance through it. Dale had stopped by earlier, trying to convince Mandy to take the day off, but his secretary had refused. She had work to do. As her boss, he’d been more than willing to let her go out with his son, but he’d not intervened.

“How’s Jo?” he asked.

“Can’t get her out of your head, can you?”

He looked up from his paperwork. “I asked you a question.”

“She’s fine.” Mandy pursed her lips.

“What are you doing with my son?”

“Nothing. I’m working. We both know what your son wanted, and last time I checked, I didn’t read ‘Dale’s personal whore.’”

“You’re playing with him?”

“Nope. Having fun is not playing. We’re both consenting adults, but if you’re going to have a hard time with that, I can stop it. I don’t want to quit.”

“I don’t want you to hurt my son.”

“That is not my intention. Believe me. Dale told me straight up he doesn’t want to settle down, and he’s not looking for love. Neither am I. I won’t hurt your son, I promise. I’m following his rules, Doc. I bet you don’t give a shit about the other women he’s fucked and discarded. Remember that. I’m not blind to the workings of your club. I happen to like working here, but if it’s going to be a problem, I can work anywhere.”