After reading the story I wrote about Bike Week, Karrie decided to write her OWN version for me. I figured what the Hell, I should submit it to you all. Let her know what you think.
We're on our way to Bike Week in Daytona, but we're broke. You've lost your wallet with all our cash. We've already paid for the hotel so we don't have to worry about a place to stay. But what about drinking, eating, entertainment? How will we make it back home I wonder. I hold tighter to you as we're riding down the road, pushing the thoughts from my mind and enjoying the ride. I know you'll figure something out. You always take care of me.
There's a lot of bikes on the way down. Sometimes we ride with a group and other times it's just us. We need gas so we pull into a station where a bunch of other bikers have stopped too. I end up flashing everyone as I get off of the bike. Maybe I should've worn jeans instead of the tiny mini skirt I have on. You smile as everyone notices the shot of my shaved pussy and pierced clit. You're proud to show me and your bike off. You've worked hard on us both! I go into the store to use the bathroom as you fill the bike up.
When I come out of the store, you're chatting with a group of bikers. One of the rougher looking groups we noticed on the way down. I walk over to you and you put your arm around my waist, pulling me close. You kiss me long and hard and my knees weaken like they always do at your touch. Just as I think I might collapse, you put your hand up under my skirt and shove two fingers in my pussy. You break off the kiss and turn my head to the crowd of bikers that I had completely forgotten.
Taking your wet fingers out of me, you put then in my mouth for me to suck which I do, my eyes locked on yours. A look of lust, and curiousity crosses my face.
You turn us around, and as we walk back to the bike you look over your shoulder and say "Like I told ya, see you in Daytona."
You tell me to ride with my skirt up around my waist so I pull it up as you start the motorcycle and tell me I'm your good little slut.
As we finally roll into Daytona, I wiggle my ass to pull my skirt back into place, careful not to upset the bike or let you know what I'm doing. There are bikes, bikers, and just plain people everywhere, and more than a few of them stare as we ride down the main drag toward our hotel.
We finally get to the right place and pull into the parking area reserved for bikes. We find a spot way in the back beside a white fence bordering the beach. As we dismount the bike you tell me that you're disappointed in me. At first I'm confused, so you explain that a good little slut does what she's told and that I should have known better than to pull my skirt back down when we rode into town.
Next you tell me that as my punishment for disobeying I'm going to have to prove what a good little whore I can be by earning us the money we need to have a good time and to get home. You tell me that if I don't make you enough money you'll "sell" me to the rough bikers we saw at the gas station. I look into your eyes and although they're playful, I know you mean what you're saying.
You tell me to bend over the bike, which I do without hesitation. I look back over my shoulder and watch as you walk away, stopping to talk to different groups of people. As you point back in my direction, people laugh and whistle, clapping you on the back. A few of them shake your hand.
After what seems like an eternity, you come back and stand by the bike. There's a crowd gathering and you tell them that for 25 dollars I'll suck what's in front of me and for 50 I'll fuck whatever is behind me. "How else is my little whore going to earn us enough money to get back home?!" you say as you pull up my skirt and slap my ass hard.
As the crowd begins to form a line you bend down and whisper in my ear "You better make this good bitch." Then you wink at me and move to the first man in line.
I'm a little scared at first. Ok, I'm a lot scared! But I relax a little as the hunky, tan guy with the blonde hair walks up and hands you 25 dollars. He pulls his dick out of his jeans and shoves it in my mouth. It's hard and warm, not too long, but a bit on the think side, just the way I like 'em.
I do my best to suck his cock well and I feel a little proud when he tells you how good I am at it, but after only a few minutes I feel his cock swell even more, the head nearly doubling in size. I feel his balls draw up and suddenly he pulls out of my mouth and shoots his cum all over my face.
As soon as he walks away there's another dick in my face. I suck it in, and soon this guy's cum is mixed with the blonde guy's all over my face and in my hair. I've suck two more guys when I notice the rough crowd from the gas station heading toward the line. I remember you saying I'd be going with them if I don't get you enough money. This group doesn't stop at the end of the line, but instead pushes their way right to the front. No one seems to object, or at least no one seems willing to challenge them.
As the cock in my mouth shoots more hot sticky cum on my face, you see a look on my face that makes you walk over to me. You bend down and pull my shirt open tearing the butttons off, then you pinch my nipples hard and tell me I'd better do whatever the people want me to do. "Don't even think about saying no, my little whore" you say.
One of the rough guys is now first in line. He's short and stocky with thick hairy arms and a large beer belly. He hands you a fifty and walks around behind me. He slaps my ass hard and says " You better be worth it cunt."
Kneeling down, he takes a good look at my pussy and ass then shoves a finger up my hole and laughs. "Whore's wet." he says.
Standing back up he spits on my pussy, its as much to let me know he's in control as it is to wet it. He says I'm already hot and wet and ready for his fat cock. And with that he shoves it all the way in.
The sudden intrusion borders on painful, but I'm wet from having sucked those cocks, and also from knowing that not only is some man I've never met pounding his huge cock into me, but he's doing it outdoors in a public place with a crowd of some 30-odd people looking on, and one of those people is the man I love. In fact my man is the reason I'm doing this in the first place.
The beer-bellied man continues to fuck me fast and hard, and as he's fucking me, a guy and a girl from the rough bunch walk up to you. I see you talking to the man, then you nod your head and take his money.
The new guy makes his girl stand in front of me then asks beer-belly guy to bend me backwards over the bike. He moves me roughly into the new position and shove his thick dick back into my waiting pussy while the girl in front of me pulls her pants down. Then facing away from me she lowers her ass until the puffy swolen lips of her excited wet cunt brush the tip of my nose.
Her man tells me to lick her pussy til she comes so I stick my tongue as far up her cunt as I can and then lick her clit in small hard circles. Soon she's mashing her trimmed pussy into my face even harder while her man stands next to her, watching us and stroking his dick.
As the girl screams out that she's cumming, her man shoots his load all over my face and her pussy. You tell me to make sure I lick all the cum off her cunt. While I'm licking her clean the man fucking me pulls out and splashes my belly and tits with rope after rope of hot sticky cum, but as soon as he's done I get turned back onto my stomache and bent over the bike at the waist. I feel another dick enter my pussy and yet another gets shoved into my mouth. This new one in my cunt is not as long but its much fatter than the last.
I moan around the dick that's in my mouth. You hear me moan and laugh saying " I knew you'd get into it slut". But just as fast as it starts, both men finish leaving me feeling momentarily empty, half anticipating the end, and half afraid that it actually IS over.
At just that moment, a large dirty man walks over to you and as he pays the two of you laugh. This man is huge. Easily 6ft 5, and probably close to 275lbs. He's wearing cowboy boots, dirty jeans that look like they've been worn for the last few days, and a dirty t-shirt with obvious sweat stains at the armpits.