The Old Dyke Bikers Ch. 04
By Fantasizeandrealize
"Oh my God!" Hailey exclaimed, as I rejoined the bitches, sipping a Coors beer, "Red made a mess out of you!"
Both Hailey and Lacey broke into hysterical laughter, and even Dawn let out a chuckle.
Hailey hugged me, and gave the side of my neck a long lick, stating, "Yep, you got the taste of Red on you! Her pussy is so much more sour tasting than any other pussy I have tasted."
"You are not wrong, Hailey." I quickly agreed, "It is like the lemon salt rim of a margarita glass. So sour, but you just must lick it."
All the Bitches laughed at this. They then went into a discussion of how all the sisters pussies tasted. Raven's had the richest muskiest flavor, Red's was the most sour, Smokey had more of a metallic flavor and Bandit's and Serp's were the most bland.
We all hung out laughing, drinking beers, fetching beers for the sisters, and eating hamburgers for the next hour. Once everyone had eaten, Dawn led us in clean up duties. We spent the next 45 minutes picking up crushed beer cans, paper plates and plastic silverware. We doused the grill and rolled it to the back of the house. We put away all the condiments, salt and pepper shakers and cleaned up the kitchen.
Just as I was finishing mopping the kitchen floor, Big Jade ordered us girls down to the basement. The rest of the girls immediately went down as I finished the mopping, wrung out the mop, dumped the water and put the mop and bucket away, in the side closet.
When I made it down to the basement, all the sisters were talking in the center of the large room. All the Bitches were locked in the cages, lined along the back wall. Each Bitch locked in a separate cage. I wondered what it would feel like to be locked in a cage myself. It must be so demeaning, I thought to myself.
Big Jade grabbed my hand, and spoke in a loud voice, "Sisters, this is Kayla, who I have told ya'll about. I hope that she will become our next Bitch. She has two weeks to decide, if this life is for her, before her boyfriend returns from business trip. I know that Red already approves of her and I hope the rest of you will too."
"Honey, Strip and lay back on the bench." Big Jade ordered, pointing to the same bench that I was on, when I pleasured Red.
I quickly stripped off my clothes. As I laid back on the bench, I locked eyes with Hailey, who was sitting in her cage holding on to the bars on each side of her face. She blew me a kiss, and I resigned myself to my fate.
Smokey stepped up to the bench and undressed. She had short, totally grey hair and a big smile on her wide face. Smokey undressed completely, and had thick rolls of flab around her waist, with a big bulging gut. Her tattooed arms were huge too and she had tons of cellulite right above her elbows. Years of gravity had done their job on her bulk. Her humongous tattooed tits hung low like sacks of grain and she had large dark nipples on the bottom. She did not shave or wax and had tons of gray fur under her arms, on her legs and a huge grayish bush covering her crotch, upper thighs and big fupa. Her huge round ass cheeks were rippled with cellulite and the pale white skin of her thighs and legs had tons of varicose veins. She was every bit the seasoned, hard woman as Big Jade and Red.
Smokey spread her fat legs and waddled up the bench, from my feet to my head with a fat leg on each side. I could smell her matronly scent way before she hoisted her big gut above my face, resting it on my forehead.
I grabbed her huge ass with my small hands and pulled her fur covered gash into my face.
"She is an eager one!" Smokey declared, as I started parting her thick bush with my nose.
I love it when Ken licks the bottom part of my pussy and taint. I opened my mouth and just licked her taint and the bottom of her folds with my tongue. She seemed to really like this, so I formed a seal around her taint with my lips and just attacked it with strong suction and a flailing tongue. This drove Smokey wild and she danced over my face. Once again, the delicious shame of what I was doing hit me deep in my bowels and I felt so humiliated, yet so secure with the weight of Smokeys gut on my forehead.
Smokey leaned forward a little, moving her big gash lower on my face. I quickly combed her thick fur aside with my tongue and could get a much better taste of her wetness. I thought to myself, that the other bitches were so correct in their assessment, of her having a somewhat metallic taste. It was almost like I was licking a stainless-steel thermos rim but much warmer and softer.
Smokey's folds were just as fat as Reds, and were velvety soft on the inside. I loved working my tongue deep into her folds, and could feel her sticky labia spreading on either side of my nose and lips. I could feel her hairy taint on my chin and reveled in the debasement that I was receiving.
I could feel Smokey's velvety-rough inner walls clenching on my tongue, and knew that I was a lucky girl to have my face buried in such a strong matronly snatch. I kept licking, poking and nibbling until Smokey took a little step backwards.
Now the top of her pussy was in my mouth and my nosed was being mashed by her fupa. I could feel her large clit poking out of her hood. I French kissed her hood forming an airtight seal and worked my tongue around her clit. I loved working it between the top of the clit and the hood.
Smokey seemed to love it too, and wiggled like a worm above me. Way to soon, I felt her fat thighs lock around my neck, and she shuddered with an intense orgasm. She was nowhere near as wet as Red, but I opened my mouth as wide as I could and stuck my tongue out as far as it would go, to try and catch as much of her dampness as I could.
I licked her folds lightly with broad strokes of my tongue as she calmed down.
Eventually, she swung a fat leg over my head and stepped away from the bench, stating, "Redheads always know what they are doing!"
I felt pride well in my chest, for making her feel so good. She walked over to the rest of her sisters and Raven who was already undressed, waddled up to the base of the bench.
I wiped the dampness off my forehead, and got a good look at Raven. She had real short black-gray kinky hair. Her nose was wide and flat, and she had the fattest lips I had ever seen. I wondered what it would feel like to kiss and suck on them. Her tits were humongous with jet black nipples on the ends that were bigger than my thumbs. The areolas were also a deep purplish black and coaster sized. You could barely see her tattoos on her rich dark skin. Her ass and thighs were the biggest of all the sisters, but they were very firm and defied gravity. Surprisingly she had no gut and her stomach was flat. I admired her thick beauty, and knew that she was physically the strongest of all the sisters.
Raven waddled up the bench with a fat thigh on each side, as Smokey had just fifteen minutes previously. I could smell her strong musky scent as soon as she spread her thick legs to straddle the bench and me. It was so rich and pungent almost like a spice shop! I marveled at her firmness, as her thick inner thighs rubbed the length of my body, and she brought herself to my face.
Raven did not have a big gut to lift over my face, and I could see her face, above her huge tits when she leaned it forward. I could feel her fat firm ass cheeks on my chest. They were warm and heavy, and gave me a nice sense of security, being trapped under them. Her bush was very thick, covered in tightly curled, kinky, black-gray sheep wool. It scratched the skin of my lower face as she smothered me in it.
There was no way that I could part her wool with my nose or comb it aside with my tongue. I would just have to eat her bush along with her cunt. Raven's thighs were so fat that they mushed firmly against my lower jaw, making it a struggle to move it. This was going to be a hard task.
I plunged my tongue through her wool and into her folds. I could immediately taste the extra rich flavor of her wetness. It reminded me of Indian food. I wiggled my tongue in her folds and through her wiry bush wool. Soon Raven was swaying her bulk backwards and forwards above my mouth. She looked down at me and we locked eyes. I could see the satisfaction in them.
"Yes, Baby," She cooed, as her curly muff roughed up my face, "Eat this black snatch."
Eat, I did, snatch and muff. Soon her wool was soddened, with my spit, because she was not overly wet in her folds. As I ate her, I felt a deeper connection, because our eyed were locked.
One of her kinky hairs dislodged and worked its way into my throat. It caused me to have a fit of coughing. I thought I was going to choke. Since my mouth was covered, I could not spit it out. I had to swallow it.
