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Crazy Biker Dayz Crazy Biker DayzOver the years, now spanning decades, I have ridden quite a few scooters. Loud Harley’s with drag pipes that went faster than I could ride them, actually out running police a time or two. Accompanying those scooters were crazy friends, crazy times fueled by lots of beer, whiskey and of course illicit substances. One Modus Operandi was that every June a new crop of just legal 18 year old honey’s graduated from high school and wanted to party with the bad boyz (us).One party sticks in my mind, not so much because of the story I am about to share but because the girl that was throwing the party was H O T and I wanted her, she knew it but she was loyal to her douche bag HS boy friend. The crazy biker party were I met my future wife, Renee, resulted in this same Hottie falling down my basement stairs and knocking out her two front upper teeth. She came into my room holding her broken teeth with blood running out of her mouth. I dipped my finger in her mouth to wet it and then put about a whole shit load of coke onto my thumb. This Hottie was sucking my thumb as I rubbed the coke onto her bleeding gums when her douche bag boy friend showed up. Drats, I was getting reading to put coke onto my hard cock for some more focused sucking. Luckily shortly after she left another crazy Biker Chick named Renee dragged me back into my bedroom and fucked me until the sun came up. I married this one. Some 15 months later, at my bachelor party that same hottie showed up wanted to give me a going away fuck. I declined because there were 4 or 5 other gals at this party that I was warned were friends of my soon to be wife, Renee. Had I dipped my wick the word would have gotten back.At this party I met two crazy wannabe biker chicks named Brenda and Terri. It was pretty clear that these girls were up for fun. I got Brenda’s phone number mostly because I was so wound up on speed that I had had to leave my scooter at my pal’s house being unable to ride any longer (this speed run was going into day 10 or 11). Later as my pal and I were zonked at his house trying to drink myself to sleep with Whiskey we got to talking about that H O T T I E. He shared that he figured he had gotten poison Ivy when he was balling that Brenda gal in the field out back of the house. I called Brenda a few days later, she was all in on going for a fast ride on a loud scooter. We zoomed around the sand dunes on the southern end of Lake Michigan, casino siteleri this place is now a National Park but then was just a cool place to hang. I pulled over in one secluded spot (another great story about this spot occurred the following summer) . Brenda and I toked a joint and soon my tongue was in her mouth and my hands were on her nice big round tush. It was clear that Brenda was all in on fucking me right then and there. But what the heck was the rush. I told her to put her brain bucket back on and to plant her fine big ass on the P Pad on my scooter. I took off like a bat out of hell and headed to my house, AC and a bed!I pulled in, parking my scooter in the garage and led Brenda to the living room. Another doobie as I was in no hurry to take my time with this crazy wannabe biker chick. Experience had shown that these wannabes would and will do just about anything one might imagine if asked (Brenda surprised me in what she declined). Soon we were naked in my bed. Brenda was pretty compliant and soon I was pounding away at her pussy, using that nice big ass as a cushion for my pushing. Soon I found out that Brenda was also a downer freak and was so downed out almost all of time that she did NOT like to ride cow girl; she was just too downed out to actually move very fast. She also surprised me when she out right refused to suck my cock. But that was just the beginning of strange. She told me that she and Terri were a team fuck. Terri did not fuck guys as she was saving her cherry for her marriage; but Terri would had did give the most incredible head. Cool I thought, what good friends. Usually gals, even wannabe biker chicks, acted indignant when they found out you were fucking their friends.After a good hard fuck that required that AC as I was dripping in sweat I found out more about this gal. Soon it was time to take her back as I had some serious partying to do and hot gals to chase. I dropped her off back in the next town at a bar we hung at and scooted off to join my buds for a party at the beach. Word was that H O T T I E and her gal pals would be there skinny dipping.A few days later and with a hot load of cum to dump I gave Brenda a call. She told me to come by her house. Soon were were naked in her bed and I was pounding her nice pussy again with her sweet big tush as that cushion for my pushin. After blowing my load and laying there covered in my cum, her cunt juice and our sweat canlı casino I toked up a joint. In walks her brother and sits on the floor next to her bed and shares the joint with us. Cool I am thinking to myself. Here I am covered in his sister’s cunt juice and my cum naked smoking a joint. Nothing like crazy bikers.By and by I am riding about town with my pal Danny. Danny did not ride a scooter and was sort of a hanger on but he had a great house on the beach, played a great guitar and throw good parties with good d**gs. We had been sitting at one of the hang outs for crazy gals to be found when I spotted Brenda and Terri walking our way. I told Danny we had scored. I waved these two wannabe biker chicks over to Danny’s Mustang. I hoped into the back seat with Brenda and told Danny to drive to my pal’s house as it was the closest place to go to get these girls pants off.My pal, Mark, was home. Soon we 5 were getting stoned. I had my choice, a Blow Job from Terri or some serious pussy fucking with Brenda. Knowing that Terri had already given a round of good head to Mark, some biker bud and me at a party I had thrown a few days before I figured that my pal Danny might like his knob polished so I chose Brenda. Leading Brenda to a bedroom in the back of the house I made no bones about boning her. She was as usual downed out and compliant to the point of doing whatever you said. I mean like bend over this chair with your ass in the air so I can pound her big tush. Then telling her to wait there and not move as I went to get a beer. Stopping off to chat with my pal that was waiting for Terri to finish blow job one before sucking his dick. Then like 10 minutes later returning to find Brenda still bent over waiting for my cock.I pounded her pussy for a long time, cumming a few times. One time I recall Danny pounding on the door yelling something about Alice in Wonderland on TV. WTF, I am laying pipe in here dude. Finally exhausted I led Brenda to my pal’s bathroom and tossed her in the shower with me. I figured that I wanted to wash my cum, her cunt cum and our sweat off of us AND I figured that if my pals wanted to plow her pussy I should clean her up as not everyone was a Red Winger like me. A couple of days later I was at work along with my pal Mark. I was walking through the shop adjacent to where he and I worked when a guy I had seen here and there at work and around town in the bars waved me over and was yelling kaçak casino my name. OK, what is this I thought? I headed his way. He shared that he was Brenda’s boy friend and that Brenda had told him that I had been pounding her pussy a lot recently. Taking a step back to give me room to fend off a punch I said yes, I had been partying with Brenda recently. This guy then says, “Cool, she is a good fuck isn’t she”? Ok this just got weird even for bikers. I had pretty much forgotten about Brenda for a few months as I was getting my knob polished by some pretty crazy biker chicks that were for real. Like Fat Kathy and her pal Heidi and two vacationing massage parlor hookers. But as time went my I found myself with a case of blue balls and gave Brenda a call. She told me to pick her up at the same watering hole bar that I had actually fucked a chick on the pool table a few weeks earlier. Biker chicks are a hoot.Soon Brenda and I were sitting in my living room and toking up a doobie. From there she dropped her jeans and I was munching away on her pussy. Leading her to my room I was soon pounding away. Between her nice big ass and my water bed I had lots of cushion and was using it to pound. After blowing my load we lay there chatting, even crazy downer freak wannabe biker chicks want pillow talk. Come to find out she was marrying that guy from work in a couple of days. Oh what the fuck have I gotten into? A gun fight? Ding Dong goes my door bell. I pull on my jeans and tee shirt to find another biker guy from work and his hot wife stopping by to say hi and get high. Whew, as I had visions of a pissed off husband to be. Sitting in the living room smoking out and shooting the shit in walks Brenda wearing only one of my Harley shirts with my jizz and her cunt juice literally dried on her thighs. Sitting on the floor she says nothing other than a cough when she hits that fine bud. My pal and his old lady hang for a bit then take off. My cock has recovered so I lead Brenda back to my room and am soon plowing away once again. This time, being well drained before, I take my time and wear her pussy out. Again, pillow talk ensues and I shit you not, but Brenda shares with me that once she gets married she PROBABLY won’t be fucking me anymore. I am thinking to myself, “No Shit, Sherlock”. A few months later I found myself over at Brenda and her husband’s house on some crazy biker shit that had nothing to do with Brenda. Feeling sort of odd see Brenda playing domestic.By then I had been sleeping with my soon to be wife, Renee for some time along with crazy Diana (read that story). Meanwhile Terri was still going to parties and giving anyone that asked a round of head.

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