Sex Piston (Biker Bitches 1)

Sex Piston’s hand clenched by her side. She never did well with ultimatums. Ace had pulled the same stunt on her numerous times, trying to get her to prove she cared. She never had. Not once. She was about to turn back around when Demie reached up and kissed Stud on the mouth.

“Hell no.” Pure fury took over and Sex Piston lost the tenuous grip on her temper.

All her plans of showing Stud she didn’t give a fuck went out the club door when she saw the slut’s mouth on his. She walked across the room, coming up behind the tall blond who had twenty pounds on her. When she was within reach, her hand flew out and grabbed a handful of the blond bitch’s hair, jerking her away from Stud.

Before the woman could do anything but reach up to her hair with a startled scream, Sex Piston planted her face against the bar. Not satisfied, she lifted her head slightly before banging it back down again.

“Do Not Ever Fucking Touch Him Again. If I see you even looking at him, I will beat the shit out of you.” Sex Piston used the woman’s hair to draw her from the bar, shoving her away from Stud.

The stunned blonde caught herself from falling by grabbing a table before righting herself. “You bitch,” she screamed.

Sex Piston folded her arms across her chest. “That’s right; I am. I’m his bitch.” She nodded her head at Stud. “So that means you don’t touch him. You can slut yourself out to any brother here and I won’t open my mouth if they’re dumb enough to fuck a slut like you, but you don’t touch Stud again and you sure as shit don’t put that nasty mouth of yours on him again.”

Demie opened her mouth to say something, but her eyes slid sideways, noticing Killyama, Crazy Bitch, T.A. and Fat Louise all standing tense by Sex Piston’s side. The light of battle went out of her eyes and a look of fear replaced it. Nodding her head, she slunk away as Sex Piston turned her fury on Stud.

“You want a piece of ass, it better be mine because if I ever see another bitch up against you like that again, I’ll fucking neuter you and you’ll be the bitch in this relationship.”

“Yeah?” Stud said, placing his beer bottle on the bar.

“Yeah!”

Stud got up from the bar stool in a movement that had Sex Piston blinking at the deceptively relaxed air he had portrayed. He had her around the waist and was leading her toward the back room before she knew what hit her. She tried to jerk away from him, but he just walked faster with her struggling against him. She saw him open the bedroom door that she knew had been given to him when he had become president.

He pulled her inside before slamming the door and pushing her up against it. His mouth slammed down on hers, showing her the lust that was fueling his body. His hands went to her hips, tugging up her tight skirt.

“Damn, Stud, slow down.” Sex Piston tried to catch her breath, but he didn’t make it easy. His tongue searched hers, twirling with hers in a kiss that was beginning to raise her own lust.

Reaching between her legs he touched her clit, which had her changing her mind about slowing him down. Wiggling her hips, she managed to put his fingers exactly where she wanted them. Stud moved his hand away and jerked at the tiny, black lace panties she was wearing, ripping at the sides until they fell to the floor.

Taking her waist in his hands, he lifted her against the door, holding her legs as they wrapped around his waist. Using his body to press her against the door, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. Then, he spread her wet flesh before putting the tip of his cock at her entrance, teasing her with the feel of him.

Her red hair brushed her face as her head fell to his shoulder. Trembling, her arms circled his neck as she surrendered to him without a word.

Slowly, he stroked his bare cock into her warm sheathe. The pleasure of his bare cock inside her nearly drove her into a climax, but Sex Piston gritted her teeth as she tried to hold on to the pleasure as long as she could manage. Her hips began pushing down as he stroked upwards, sending his cock sliding deep within her clenching pussy.

Her mouth went to his throat, kissing and licking the salty taste of his skin. She sucked a small piece of his flesh into her mouth as he moved within her. Her moans muffled by his skin.

Stud began moving harder inside her, slamming her against the door as he increased the speed of his thrusts. One hand went to her ass, sliding between the globes to find the tiny rosette he was searching for. Without any warning, he thrust a long finger inside, breaching the tiny hole.