Forcibly Stripped at Bike Week
I am a guitarist in a blues and rock band that has played the Bike Week at Sturgis, SD, for 3 years running. The band is led and fronted by Valerie X. She is a tall, buxom woman with a tough attitude and a voice straight from the smokey bars of the Delta. She is tough, strong willed, hard drinking, and knows how to run a blues band. She has been known to drink many men under the table. However, occasional she can get belligerent when she is drunk.
In addition to Valerie (Val) and myself on lead, there is Clint on drums, Todd on bass and Andrea on keys. We all sing both lead and back up, but Val is the front man. And she commands the stage.
Val is every bit of 6' 1" and probably weighs 185 pounds. She is not fat. She has curves and an hourglass shape. She is strong and tough and talented. Men fall in love with her. Because I toured with the band, I had occasion to see her in various states of undress. She is one of those women who look better naked than she does with her clothes on, and she looks great with her clothes on.
Clint is a great drummer and looks like a biker. He is easy to work with. So is Todd. Andrea is a petite red head who is fairly quiet but seems to come alive on stage. I get along well with Andrea and we are pals in the band. Both of us being quiet and slightly retiring, we just naturally started hanging out. When we have the luxury of having hotel rooms provided for the band, Andrea and I usually room together.
Me? I am about 5' 7" and 150 pounds. I am in good shape for a 45 year old man but I am in no way imposing. My best feature (along with my long hair) is a pair of muscular legs from years of backpacking. I do OK with the ladies, but offstage, I am not super confidant, probably because I have a pretty small penis. It's about 1 inch long flaccid, and maybe 3 inches hard. I don't let it worry me too much. In fact I am even a bit of an exhibitionist. But I have always been embarrassed by the fact that it excites me to be naked in front of clothed women.
Anyway, Last year at Bike Week, we were booked to play at the "Chip" for multiple performances. Val had jockeyed us into a very strong position and the crowds were excited to see us perform. We rented a 5
th
wheel camper and Val had a big Chevy Duramax 4 door dually. We were able to stay in the campground next to the festival grounds and literally walk to the stage. And we saved on hotel costs. The promoters hauled out gear to the stage in big John Deer ATV's. Basically this was our year at Bike week and we stood make good money and play 13 shows. We had a great week and played like rock stars.
On the second to last day of the engagement, we only played an early afternoon show and no evening set. This was good because we had 3 shows on the next and last day so we could rest up. Also most of us had to get some laundry done. Much of our stage clothes were dry clean only so Clint and Todd unhooked the pickup and went into Deadwood because they had a same day cleaners They also have a good music store there and we needed some gear and strings etc. The boys would be able to get the clothes cleaned and do some shopping at the music store.
However this left me with nearly no clothes to wear as nearly everything I had (including my gym clothes) was with the boys. All I had was a sarong, a sleeveless short T-shirt and a pair of flip-flops. I usually don't wear underwear.
I was a bit shy about walking around in so little clothing but Andrea told me that no one would mind. There were plenty of women wearing much less! So we went walking out into the festival grounds to mingle and get a bite to eat. It was very pleasant and nice to be at our ease for the rest of the day. And I have to say it was exhilarating to walk around feeling that I was practically naked. The breeze would waft up my sarong and I felt kind of naughty and exposed. We walked about and snacked and visited with people while the afternoon wore on. We were also able to watch some of the other bands on some of the smaller stages.
After a few hours, we happened upon group bikers of both sexes hanging out and talking loudly and laughing. Holding court amongst them and talking and laughing loudest was Val. She looked beautiful in a tight black T-shirt and white leggings that were, let's be honest here, more than a little see-through. It was clear she wore no panties under them and I could see the patch of thick pubic hair through the material of the leggings. The heels of her knee high boots added another 3 inches to her 6' and 1" height. She was definitely the center of attention and she held fourth with the stories and jokes. So Andrea and I stopped to listen. It was obvious that she was a bit drunk but she could still hold a crowd in the palm of her hand. So Andrea and I watched and laughed and listened. After a moment, Val reached out for a bottle of tequila that was offered and she took a swig and handed it back. I thought nothing of it. But Andrea noticed and she whispered to me that Val gets crazy on Tequila.
"She seems fine." I said.
She noticed Andrea and me and loudly greeted and hugged us. She noticed my sarong and laughed and asked my what I was wearing under it. When I told her that I wore nothing under it, she laughed. Before I knew what was happening, she reached out and lifted my sarong, exposing by naked ass, which she smacked with her open hand...HARD. Everyone laughed and I felt the blood rushing to my face. Without thinking, and because I had become angry, I reached out and swatted Val's big beautiful ass just as hard as she slapped mine. Expecting more laughter, I was surprised when the crowd went quiet. And I was more surprised at the change in Val.
Where she was jolly before, my slap to her ass instantly changed her into a holy terror. The change in her was sudden and complete. I have never seen anyone so angry. With a screech she shoved me in the chest so hard that I landed on my ass. Then she was on me. She slapped and pummeled me. She managed to lift me up on my feet again and shove me back down. Then the laughter started...and yet rose even more. The reason? Val held my sarong in her hands and I was naked from the waste down in front of the whole crowd.
I looked over at Andrea and she was looking at me. Or more, accurately, Andrea was looking at my little penis. And sure enough, I began to get an erection as I noticed that Andrea was filming with her phone. The humiliation of this moment did not help, and along with the fact that get a sexual thrill from being naked around clothed women, made me even harder.
Val was laughing cruelly as she attacked me once again, and before I knew it, she had ripped my shirt off of me. There I was; naked with my little erection sticking out. I tried to fight back but I am not really a fighter and Val is so strong.
She was pointing at my little cock and laughing and throwing me around and the crowd was egging her one.
"This little pussy is getting off on me beating him up!" as she threw me down yet again, this time on my stomach.
She sat down on the small of my back, facing my lower half, and started spanking me on my naked ass. This made the crowd roar. Her hands were raining down on my ass, and it hurt. But it also felt kind of....good. I didn't mean to do it, but I moaned loudly and even humped my pelvis into the grass. Val cracked up. So did the crowd. I looked up again and saw Andrea still watching, and filming me.
Val got off of me and flipped me over and pushed me down on my back I had stopped trying to fight back so Val just sat on my chest with her knees on my arms and started slapping my face.
"This is for daring to touch my ass. You just couldn't help yourself could you? I have seen you staring at my big ass!" she yelled.
With that, she spun around and shoved her ass into my face. She also grabbed little erection and laughed. I tried very hard not to cum, at that point. But I could feel it beginning.
"Your tiny little cock seems to like my ass!" She cooed. "You do, too! Go on! Admit it! You like having my ass in your face. You like being naked in public like this. You like being manhandled by a dominant woman like this! Come on! Admit it! You like this treatment, don't you?"
She craned her neck around to look at me, fully expecting an answer. She raised her eyebrows as of to say, "Answer me!"
I stopped moving and looked her in the eyes. It may be my imagination but things seemed to go still and quiet.
"Yes. I do enjoy it. I am getting off on this treatment," I said in humiliation. My heart was racing and my little penis was so hard it almost hurt. It started quivering.
"Mmm hmmm" she said in a very seductive and sultry voice. "I can tell you like it, you little pussy. You tiny pecker is fit to burst, you deviant". And her smirking turned to laughter.
