Watching Me With Bikers: A Cuckold Story by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-10-30T08:29:37+00:00

Rose Pub

You can't say a lot about the Rose Pub, not even a lot about where it is. It's all too dull and shabby for words. The phone book gave an address at the edge of town and Freddy drove us there. When we arrived it was almost disappointing. There wasn't much else there but an abandoned gas station. The place itself had seen much better days.

But it was alive. We pulled up in front of a number of motorcycles and battered pickups. Freddy's BMW looked odd when we got out. He gave me an odd look. "Come on." I took his head and led him inside.

I'd picked out a black silk blouse, a short (very) pleated skirt, and heels for the evening and when we went inside, I seemed to get the sort of attention I'd hoped for. There were five bikers in the place, drinking beer. Two of them were at the bar with two skinny young things in short denim shorts, heels, and halter tops with logos on them. All the guys checked me out.

The guy who'd fucked me the day before was sitting at a table with two other bikers. He smiled cheerfully. "Holy shit, you actually decided to show up. I didn't figure you would take me up on the offer."

"How could I resist such a charming invitation?" I pointed to Freddy. "Biker dude, this is my husband, Freddy. Freddy, this is the hot biker I told you about fucking me yesterday." I felt Freddy tense up next to me, probably in anticipation. The two guys at the table with my lover were grinning like idiots.

"Husband? Why the fuck did you bring your old man along?"

I grinned at the bikers. "For fun. Besides, I figured Freddy could buy everyone a round of drinks."

My biker glared up at Freddy, who looked nervous. The guy looked him over, then looked at me at grinned. "So it's like that," he said.

I nodded. "The one with the pussy makes the rules."

"That might be in your marriage, but not here," he said. "

"That's exactly why I came," I said. "That's why we are here."

He grinned. "Take a seat, Freddy. My name is Chuck, and this is my table, and its a biker fucking bar, so I'm the host."

Freddy didn't move. "I'm fine," he said. He looked ready to head for the door. Before he could move the two other bikers stood up pushed him down into a chair, each leaving a hand on one of Freddy's shoulders.

"Don't be an unpleasant douchebag, Freddy," one said. Chuck waved at a waitress who brought us beer. She got real close to each of the guys as she put a glass in front of them.

Chuck stood and moved around the table and stood next to me, smiling. I felt the hot touch of his hand on my ass. "Seeing as you came here, I have to believe you feel didn't get enough cock when we had our little quickie."

"Something like that."

He grinned at Freddy. "I guess she told you all about that, Freddy boy?"

He nodded.

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