darkest night

[honnie]

I welcomed my customers, as I mingled around the room. I went over to the bar to check on Red.

"Looks like you know what your doin, so if you need anything, let me know."

As I began to walk away, the was a shiny object by the cashregistar, that caught my eye. As I approched it, I realized it was the watch I found on my bike seat, and the note was still attached. I stood for a moment thinking that I should do something about it. I stuck the watch in my pocket, so I could take care of it later.

As I traveled from table to table, I kept looking for Jim. He had not returned. I was getting a bit nervous that he might not showup for our night. I looked back towards the bar, Red seemed to be just fine, and he has fit right in with no hesitations, and the customers seemed to really like hims as well.

Red looked up to wards me and I gave him a smile and a thumbs up. He smiled back and continued to fill the drinks.

There were so many customers tha have now become friends. They joked around with me like always. When the music began to play, the all new that it was show time. As the dancers begun their routines, all eyes were on them. So I took a moment, went to the office, took the watch out of my pocket. I read the note again, and picked up the phone to call. The coment,..."You owe me a watch" kept ringing in my ears like a bad dream. I couldn't place which customer it belong to.

The phone began to ring, 1 ring, 2, 3, 4, 5... I was about to hang up when I heard a mand voice answer...

"A, yes, I think I have something that belongs to you...I found a watch sitting on the seat of my harley, with a note saying I owe you a new watch...Im sorry, but I don't understand. Would you clairify this."

To say the least, I was nervous as to who I owed the watch to and why.

 

[honnie]

As the night went on, the mood of the customers became rouddier. And I as I mingled with them, the old feelings of wanting to be on stage grew stronger. I hesitated as to whether I should dance, or not. I was hoping to see Jim, as to our plans. But it was obvious that he wasn't coming. I went over to see how Red was doing and to check on the supply of the drinks. The look on Red face was a bit inviting, but the rules for me and involvement with my crew was out of the question. But I have to say it would deffinately be interesting.

Several of the customer became out of control, so out came 'ramsey'. I walked around the room tapping 'ramsey' on the floor by the customers who needed a reminder of my rules. There were two guys that were so drunk, I told Red to cut them off, and start a pot of coffee. They were so out of ontrol, I went over to the counter, stood up, yelled, as I pounded 'ramsey' on the bat top.

"Hey, ( thump thump) enough is enough, you all know what the rules and if you don't, you'd better ask a neighbor. The coffee is brewin and the bullshit is stopin. And the next asshole who throws anything at the dancers will dance with 'RAMSEY' ... understood!

Poor Red, he looked like he had see a dragon for the first time. Poor kid, I think I scared the shit out of him. But he continued to serve the guest with a smile.

The room began to calm down and so did I. Then I jumped off the bar and began to mingle with my guest again, with a smile. I have to admite, I hate to get bitchy, but it's what I do best, at least open time.

 

[poohlive]

He liked the way she took charge most of all. There was a hue about her, one of sexuality and power. She walked around, looking at men twice her size, and knowing she could take them down in a heartbeat. The way she walked, feminine, and strong. No other woman had done that before, at least none he had known before.
This was her bar, and she must have fought tooth and nail to keep it that way. He appreciated that, and admired it.
Another call fro drinks, and he made sure everyone got them. A few of the men, wobbling from side to side, got a strong cup of coffee. It didn't deter them at all, they continued to look at the woman, dancing and moving in tune with the music.
For his first night, Red couldn't help but steal glimpse after glimpse himself at the girls. It just felt so strange a vision, a flash of flesh in the corner of his eye, and him eager to look, trying to mix burbon and coke. More than once did he spill, but nothing a small towel couldn't handle.
In a week or so, naked women moving about in their sexiest poses would be nothing, but now, he was almost embarassed to keep staring at them.
It was their job though. He admired that, hell, even gave them a salute as well.
Taking a sip of his own water, he went to filling a few more pitchers of beer for a few thirsty fellows that had just come into the bar.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

It's getting close to midnight when I finally hit a town worth the title.

It's been 10 long hours on the road, but my Classic Vincent Black Shadow ate up a lot of miles in those 10 hours. I was fairly certain the trouble was behind me and far enough away it couldn't find me again.

I putt'ed through the town wonder if I wanted a beer or bed the most. The sign for the bar caught my eye first so the beer won the mental debate.

I stopped and then rolled Black Death's rear wheel against the curb outside the front door where I could keep an eye on it from inside.

Slowly unwinding from the seat and throwing a leg over I stretched and groaned as the kinks and knots popped and shift up my 6'3" frame. The shoulder are broad and thick with muscle, the chest is like a barrel and the belly's flat. Not bad for an 'old man'.

I left the brain bucket on the seat, who'd what to steal the old piece of crap anyway, and ran my hands through my long black hair with the bit of grey getting to be showing more and more as the years passed.

A woven leather band is slipped from a jacket pocket and pulled down over my forehead to keep my thick shock of hair out of my eyes. Then I unzip the leather jacket and with a final stretch head for the bar's door.

There are scars visible on both my face and hands but not disfiguring one. They make me look "dangerous" I've been told by the ladies. The smile or squint lines are deep from the sun and laughter. I haven't shaved in two days so the start of a beard is there and thick, also black with it's own sprinkling of grey.

Inside I look around taking in what going on and move to sit on a stool at the end of the bar when I can see Black Death. When the bartender comes over I order a long neck and wait quietly just watching the people until one woman catches my eye as she moves talking and chatting with customers.

 

[tequillashots]

Jake

The sun had set hours ago and I wondered what the night had in store for me. Would I get out of this shack or would I just sit around and stare at the girl across the way dance naked thinking that no one else could see her. I knew she could see me watch her and even though we crossed paths in the hallway getting our mail once or twice she never smiled or said a word. I always wanted to have her in the elevator or cross over to her apartment but was always too busy so I sat on my chair and watched her.

Thinking to myself I was startled by the phone ringing. I quickly jumped up and started looking for the damn cordless. At first the ringing was silent but as I got closer to the ringing...which must have been like the 4th time I finally found it and picked it up on the 5th ring and in a panting sound, like I was out of breath, I said "Hello".

The woman on the other side of the receiver said, "A, yes, I think I have something that belongs to you...I found a watch sitting on the seat of my harley, with a note saying I owe you a new watch...Im sorry, but I don't understand. Would you clairify this "

I thought long and hard and finally remembered that I had left my expensive watch sitting on that red heads harley asking her to contact me regarding my watch. But wasnt that like a couple of days ago.

I told her that in her haste to escort me out of her establishment the other night that she had somehow brocken my watch and that I wanted some compensation for the expense of having to go out and purchase a new one....even though I had tons in my drawer...but she didnt need to know that. So if she didnt mind that perhaps a date could be made as to when she could pay me back. I waited for her response as the girl across the way started swaying to the music.

 

[honnie]

As I was mingling and chatting with my customers, I saw a tall distingquished dark hair gentleman cime through the door. He looked liked he really needed drink. As I approched him, his physique became enhenced. His dark hair, broad shorlder, and a rough looking face. I couldn't help seeing the scars on his face and hands, but that did not bother me, the stress in his face however did. He looked up at me the closer I got, and I smiled and said..
"Welcome to 'Leona's,.. Im Leona. Enjoy yourself, relax and anthing we can do for you, just ask."

I patted him on the back as I went around him to check on the supplies again. As my hand went accross his shorlders, I knew that this physique was more than just 'a look', he worked out and I could feel his hardbody strength through his jacket.

I went behind the bar, look at the supplies, grabed myself a glass of water with a shot of burbon, to calm my nerves. Tonight wea the bigest night in a long while. More people all at once made me a bit nervious. But I carried 'ransey' with me and they all new I ment business.

Red seemed to be enjoying himself, and he had kept up on the stocking without me.

"You're on the ball kid, glad you're here. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and wen on mingling with the customers. I did however keep looking for the two I was expecting. Jim for one, and he gentelman who I owed the watch to, as of yet I have not ither yet.

The new comer however had my attention. As I wandered around, my eyes kept going back for a view and every time I saw him, a twinge went through my body. There is something about him that catches my eye, a feeling that I knew him from somewhere. But I just kept mingeling and looking.

It was getting late and there was only 3 hours left till I closed. Everyone was having a great from what I could see. I haven't enjoyed myself like this in a while. But I now have Red. I am so impressed by the way he has taken over the bar and drinks, I think I will keep him around. I looked at Red from afar, winked at him, smiled and nodded my head. I mouthed the words 'Thank you', and went towards the backroom for a break.

When I got to my office the was someone waiting for me. He had his feet on the desk and he was humming to the music the girsl were dancing to. As I approched my desk, He spoke. Chilles went down my spine....

 

[tequillashots]

Jake

She spoke into the phone saying that I should come by the bar tonight and that she would compensate me for the watch. I hung up the phone and starred down at the woman who was completely naked dancing in the window. Thinking about the red head I wondered if she looked the same as this girl I was looking upon. I guess there was only one way to find out.

I got up from the chair and strolled into the bedroom. Changed into some jeans and one of my favorite shirts. Combed my hair, brushed my teeth, grabbed my keys and headed out the door. There was no way I was taking a cab to the bar tonight and parking around that area was okay. I hurried to the garage and quickly got into my car. Put the keys into the ignition and fired up the beast. She purred like a kitten when she was idling but when all eight cylinders were asked to perform she roared like a lion.

I opened her up on the highway. Zero to sixty in seconds flat and no fishtails at all. The mechanics had finally taken the wiggle out of the Vipers temperment. I was impressed.

In no time at all did it take me to get to Leona's bar. The lights were on and alot of people were milling around inside. I parked the car in the garage that was around the corner from this establishment. I knew it was there because I owned it. Sully was in the booth and my spot by the door was empty as usual. I handed Sully a fifty and told him to keep an eye on my baby.

I walked into the bar and headed for a chair along side of the bar. Ordered one of my favorites and sat down watchin the tv above my head. The bar was unusually crowded tonight, which was good for this time of year. Hopefully I would get what I needed tonight. But one could never tell the future these days.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

I looked down into her eyes as I listed to the rote greeting to a newcomer to her bar then it clicked. I knew why I kept looking at her, other than the fact she was a damned good looking woman that is. It was Leona. The name of the bar hadn't been a clue, but her eyes and her voice plus the closer look made the connection.

It's been ten years since we rode together. Ten long years. We'd both aged and changed, her for the good... damed good.
She'd been a hot hard bodied biker chick back then who loved to ride, party and fuck. Now here she was a successful bar owner, from the looks of things, and she looked even better a mature way. Lusher tits and a more rounded ass, but still a flat belly I'd bet under her blouse and still ready to raise hell at the drop of a hat.

I was No Name back then and was still No Name today. I wondered if she'd remember me at all. We'd shared some wild rides and wilder sex... no holds barred sex. There wasn't anything we didn't try alone or with others joining us male and female. My cock stirred in my leather pants at the memories.

I waved and the kid behind the bar brought me another long neck.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

I sat quietly at the end of the bar sipping from my long necks watching Leona and now and then glancing at the dancers.

I'd planned on staying 'til last call then heading out to find a place to crash for the night well lubricated, but not drunk. Drunk is stupid if you're me.

Some time passed and I watched Leona tell this shithead to calm down or he'd have to leave, lip reading is a handy thing to know and saved my ass more than once.

He nodded at her so she turned and started to walk away across the floor to speak to the people at one of the tables I guessed.

The asshole got up when she turned with a mean and ugly look on his face. That got me up from my stool and heading that way without even thinking about it... just like the old days I'd think later on.

I was a half step behind him when he drew back his fist. My right hand closed around his wrist like a vise holding his arm back. My left fist slammed into his kidneys once, twice three times. I turned him and drove stiff fingers into the nerves under his arm paralyzing it temporarily. Then I continued to turn him and drove my fist into his lower belly between the belt and his crotch.

He folded like a wet newspaper and lay on the floor between me and Lorna writhing in pain and gasping for breath.

Looking up at Lorna, "He was gonna sucker punch you."

Not waiting for a reply I bent and grabbed his collar, dragged him the length of the bar and out to the sidewalk.

Squatting my hand tangled in his hair and pulled his face up to mine, "She's a friend of mine asshole. You're lucky I'm in a good mood tonight. Don't come back again shithead or you'll really piss me off."

I let go of his head, stand and give him a boot to the kidneys knowing he'll be pissing blood for days and how it'll hurt each time from past experience then go back inside toward my stool and bottle of beer.

 

[honnie]

As the stranger came back into the bar, My whole body shivered with shock. The closer I got to him, the harder it was to beleive my eyes. Not only did I know him, but..I really knew him. When I approched him half way into the room, it was if we were the only two people in the bar. I tuned out all the noise, and commotion around us. As I glanced into his eyes, my smerky smile I like to use just poped out.

My god, look who just saved my ass. Long time no see, ay. Thanks..."

as I staired into his eyes, his roughness and good looks dazzled me again, like he did years ago, and I felt my body go limp from forgotton love.

"you wana drink, its on me. Tell me, what happened to you, someone told me you were killed."

As I took his hand and walked over to the bar, I looked at Red.

"Red, the rest are on me...anything he wants."

As we stood at the counter, the old feelings became to return, and I felt like dancin, like we used to, stark ass naked, all nighters, the boinfires, wild music and the purring sounds of harley's. Thoes were the good ole days.

Moments later the was a ruckus in the back corner, and I was not in the mood. I jumped onto the counter, slammed 'ramsey' down and yelled...BAR CLOSED..I HAVE HAD ENOUGH TO NIGHT..OUT!! ALL OF YA! WHEN YOU HAVE ALL SOBBERED UP COME BACK TOMARROW."

As I watched my customers leave, I felt a tap on my leg. When I looked down, Red gave me a calm smile. " You alright" he said.

"Yes Red Im fine now, Its been a long night and I want everyone to go, we will clean up tomarrow."

As everyone was leaving, I grabbed No name's arm and asked

"Do you still have 'Black Death'... Let's get out of here for a while, and then we'll come back for a night cap, just you and me."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

Looking down into Leona's eyes I had so smile as the memories came flooding back again.

"A very long time Leona and you look better than ever.
"Well as Mark Twain said, 'The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.' in face I started a couple myself.
"Yes and no. I have 'a' Black Death, but not the Harley. A truck ate the Knucklehead, but I found an original, vintage Vincent Black Shadow and ride that now. Still named Black Death though."

As we stand talking quietly I drain my beer and Red sets down another one without asking. I'm gonna like this kid,' I think as I nod my thanks and pick it up.

When she jumps up onto the bar and announces in no uncertain terms that's it's time to head out the door it's the same old Leona. Only difference is she isn't holding a Louisville slugger bat named 'Louie' that she used to have.

A couple of guys begin to mouth off and before Leona can bite 'em in half I begin to slowly walk toward 'em with a deep frown.

I guess what had happened a few minutes ago was demonstration enough for them. They shut up, drained their drinks and left without another word.

I walked back the three steps as Leona hopped down and asked if I wanted to ride.

Hell we'd ridden stark naked and blind commode hugging drunk. She looked better now than then and that was hard to beat so tired or not, "Sure you on your bike or riding two up with me?"

I drained the long neck and Red set down another with a big grin at Leona before swigging from one of his own.

 

[honnie]

"I'll rid with you anywhere, you know that" I said as I slid my hand up his arm to his shoulder. I brushed the side of his face, remembering the times we made love. The memories flooded me and I became weak in the knees. Red looked at me as if he had lost something. I could only imagin what was going through his mind. I looked at him with a gentle smile, as I sipped my beer.

"Red... how about you meet me back here about 1 ish and we'll clean up the place. You go home, nice job and Im glad you knocked on my door."
I winked at him as I licked the beer foam off my lips. And the look on his face was that of a happy employeed guy, Acute one no less.

As I went for another sip of my beer, I felt a hand on my leg. I turned and saw the look in 'No Names" eyes that was quite famaliar, the look of lust, one tha I had longed for.

"Your a fantisic site for these loney eyes... but I think you know that."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

After the place is locked up tight, we climb on and it's like the years have never happened. As Black Death rumbles between our legs, I feel you slide up tight behind me.

Your thighs close and grip the outsides of mine as your arms wrap around my waist and pull tight making your firm, large tits press into the back of my leather jacket.

"Your turf Leona. Which way?," I ask as I settle back against you with a smile and pull on the brain bucket and a pair of yellow shooting glasses for eye protection.

"By the way where's there a place I can rent for at least the night to crash later, lots later I hope?"

 

[honnie]

There was no hesitaion at all when I told him ...
"You can stay at my place tonight, neither one of us will beable to find one tonight."

I held on tight, pressing my body close to his. The feelings of closeness was long forgotton."

I showed him where I wanted him to go. It was a quite drive, with no one around, just him and me. As we approched my place, I leaned up to his ear.

"I havent had a real man since you...I think you spoiled me. Come on in. Lets skip the night cap at the bar, and have it here."

I sliped into the bedroom to change into something relaxing. Something I knew he would remember. A little number he bought me so many years ago. As I walked out the look on his face was picture perfect.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

You pointed and we rode off into the night. Once out of town proper I opened Black Death up a bit and we were cruising at the century mark down the dark road just as we used to do.

You'd squeeze with one arm or the other to let me know a turn was coming and which way to go. It wasn't long before the three of us were stopping at your place, Black Death and his two riders.

I knew that your invitation meant a long night of dirty, nasty, wet no holes barred sex just like it used to be and my cock was as rigid as a steel bar in my leathers in anticipation.

There'd been dozens of others, but no Leona, over the years.

I grab my duffle off the back and follow you inside, after retreiving what's hidden under the tank and under the seat.

"Hell Leona, you're gonna turn an old man's head talking like that, but since you started it there hasn't been a Leona all of these years either. No one's ever come close you hot lil bitch," I say laughing as I used one of the many 'dirty' lil pet names I'd had for you.

I went into the kitchen and pulled out two beers and opened them then headed back into the living room again. I came to a screeching halt at the sight of you in the leather fetish harness I'd bought you down in Mexico must be 15 years ago.

It made you look good then and now made you look like a drop dead gorgeous woman as the breast straps make your tits swell and the leather contrasts with your fair skin.

 

[honnie]

As I stood in the door way as I smile that old smile he long forgot.

I walked over to him, took a beer, swirled my toung around the opening, then took a sip. The music in the background was ZZTop, and my body instantly began to move and grind with no hesitation.

As he stood in amazment, I danced like no other and each time I went to the floor in a squatting position. I began to dance as if I was on the stage again, moving to every beat of the music, as my heart pulsated with every move.

I mover closer to him and at the end of the song, I said...

"Ive missed you"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

"Yeahhhhhhh, I remember Leona. I remember what a cock hungry, cum drinking slut you were for me.
"I just didn't know what a hot lil bitch you'd grow up to be Leona.
Now strip me and lets see how well you can dance.
"Once I'm naked give me a show that those clowns at the bar would sell their kids to see just like you used to do."

I hummed as I watch, not with the song but as was I was watching for the first time in ages and ages.

When you asked if you could eat my BigMac, I laughed out loud but held your head away, "Nooope not yet Leona. First ya gotta make BigMac drip just from watching you."

Snagging both beers I went to the couch and settled in to watch
as I shoved the table aside with my leg then sat splay legged with all of BigMack laying on my belly waiting to go home again.

 

[honnie]

As the CD changed track, the song that I workout to came on . Gettin my grove on and grinding for just him was 'hot' in it's self.

I forgot how fun it was to dance for fun. When 'Hot' was over,
"Dilemma (featuring Kelly Rowland)" came on. This was to be my finest hour off stage.

As I did some slow dancing and grinding, I moved closer to him bending over gving him a look of what was to be come his in a matter of minutes. As I turned around in front of him moving my hips, I leaned over and gave him a kiss.

As the CD ended, I looked, lI icked my lips, and cuddled with him on the couch.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

"Little Leona my aching back," I laugh as my big calloused hands rasp over your satin smooth skin and dig in.

You're lifted into the air and your crotch is held over mine. Pussy juice drips onto me as I say, "Hold Mac up 'til he's found one of his homes again then move your hand so I can drop you and fill you to bursting Leona my hot little slut."

 

[honnie]

As I moved my self up and down on his lap, the motion of friction between us brought back wounderful memories. As we became one with oppisite motion, the sweat, the lust,


Ohhhhhhhhyes, lil'leonas been bad."



"OH OH OH ya ya ya owowowowoeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

The more he rammed the more I squiled, and the more my orgasam came to a peak. My breasts were inflamed with pleasure as my leather and sweat squeezed them tight, throbbing with every thrust.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

My hips rise to ram Mac into you hard, fast and deeply as you raise and drop down impaling your cunt on my rock hard cock.

I listen laughing 'cause that's just how ya talked years ago when we were fucking out brains out.

My hands grip again. I slide forward as you fuck me and stand. Now I'm fucking you. Lifting and dropping you onto Mac as I move to an easy chair and drape you over the backrest.

"Leona's been bad has she? Then Leona needs to be spanked like a bad, nasty, dirty little slut doens't she?" I growl as I begin to drive into you over and over rocking the chair, sliding it on the floor with the force of the pumelling Mac's giving your cunt and cervix.

Without waiting for you to answer me about the spanking it begins. Cock out, *Smack* right cheek. Rammed home onto your cervix. Cock out, *smack* left cheek.. over and over as the chair scoots across the floor and your oh so sensitive nipples and tits rub on the cloth of the seat cushion.

 

[honnie]

" That's it cum home you bad boy, fuck first base. Ram that bad boy, ram'em home. ya ya ya ya , uh uh uh mmmmmmmmmmmmm. "

As his cock went in and out of my pussy, chills went over my entire body, makin me fell sultty but sexy too. As he slapped each side of my ass, rage of desire increased my orgasam. With each thrust deeper and deeper, I went into a state of ultimate out-of-mind out-of-control, trance, all I wanted hin to do is take me to the ends of the fucking tunnel and never stop.

I was almost to the state of passin out, when he removed 'bigmac', and slapped me again and again.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

I know the signs. I remember them well.

With a groan I slide Mac out of your cunt and move to one side. My hand presses down on your lower back and the real spanking begins.

Smack* Smack* side to side *Smack* Smack* over and over *Smack* *Smack* top to bottom of each ass cheek until they both feel so hot to the touch.

Then, stilling holding you on the chair behind you again and Mac drives back in where he didn't want to leave anyway.

Once deep inside your hot, sopping cock sheath I pick you up and sit on the chair then turn you to face me, roatate you on Mac as I duck under a leg.

"Now dirty Leona the fuck slut ride me. Fuck my brains out and empty my balls into you."

 

[honnie]

As I fucked him over and over, my pussy began to ache. It had been along time that I have rode a cock like his. My swollen lips wet with cum, needed to pruged. My breasts were about to expload and the feel of his cock deep inside was god sent.

As I fucked him harder and harder, the only words that could come out were the moans of pleasure, with the screaching of my voice so load that it could wake the dead.

With my loft being in an industry areas, there is never anyone around to hear my pleasures, whether it be my music, of my playtime. The echos of my squeals of pleasure, I continued to fuck like never before.

As we plunged and perged, our bodies became as one in motion and pleasure. My lust for him was much more that it used to be, I was not sure if I wanted him to leave.

I began to slow down in my motions of thrust. It had been along day and I was dog tired, but with lust getting the best of me I fucked him till I damed near passed out. Even though I was wornout, I had only just begun our long lost lust for eachother, and I wasn't about to stop now.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

No Name:

When you began to slow down I knew it was time I took over. It'd been a long day on the road and in the wind on Black Death, but after all of these long years I wasn't going to stop until I'd emptied my balls as deep into your sweet pussy as I could get.

Again you're moved, this time I carry you to the bedroom still impaled on BigMac. One hand cupping your ass the other hugging you tightly against me flattening your tits, as much as things that large and still very firm and swollen in their leather harness can be flattened that is, with your arms around my neck.

Squatting a bit, the hand on your back leaves to jerk down the covers and then we're on the bed. Now it was my turn to do the fucking.

My hips draw back until just the tip of my head holds you open then they shoot forward into the hot, wet swamp of your cunt. The big blunt head goes in and in until it finds your cervix and tries to go beyond. Having my arms under your legs and lifting your sweet ass lets me go as deeply as possible. It feels as if I'm trying to fuck my way into your belly when BigMac hits bottom and the last bit is pushed in anyway.

"Uhhnnn, mmmmm, sooo good. Been toooo long Leona... for both of us," I moan out in deep unabiding lust and pleasure.

Your sweet juicy cunt squeezes and milks me as it grips hard trying to hold me in when my hips draw back again, but even though it pulls another *Ohhhh fuck yesss." moan out of me there's no stopping me.

Over and over Mac hammers into you as I push up on one hand and begin slowly spanking and slapping your oh so sensitive bound tits and nipples, as I pinch and roll those swollen rigid nipples and twist and tug them as if trying to milk one tit then the other.

Your cries, moans, whimpers, nasty words and pleading for more all drive me to a frenzy I haven't felt since the last time we fucked each other senselss.

I can feel my pendulous balls smacking your tight asshole every time I drive into your wet, velvet cock vise and recall how much you screamed the first time Mac opened and filled it, then how much you screamed as we came together and know Mac will find your tight ass another time.

My pile driver fucking is sliding our naked sweat covered bodies on the sheets when I stop playing with and tormenting your tits. My hand slides down you through out mingled sweat to your shaven pussy.

Mac's spread your lips wide open and your larger than normal clit is standing tall, proud and very, very hard. That's my goal as I feel the tightening in my balls increase and know it's just moments until they release the flood of cum that'll fill you.

Thumb and forefinger close on your pulsing, throbbing clit and pinch. Gradually harder, slowly tighter and tighter until it's to the point where pleasure and pain mix and can't be told apart each feeding off the other, each making the other more intense.

I watch as your eyes begin to roll back in your head and know you're deep into that area we've explored together many times and many ways in the past. That place where anything, no matter what, will push you deeper and deeper into unbridled and unrelenting lust and animal sexual heat.

When the pinch has reached that point and your hips and ass are lifting and hammering back as your impaled over and over, I feel the sperm boiling up my cock.

Your clit is twisted side to side as I pull and stretch it. Again your screams and babbled filthy words fill my ears and the room as I grind Mac's head against your cervix, the first jet of a torrent of hot, thick cum splashes on it to begin the flood.

"NOW !!! CUMMMM NOW LEONA MY SLUTTY FUCKING BITCH WHORE!!!," I bellow out as the second stream of cum shoots from my piss slit to hit your cervix. "CUMMMM WITH ME LEONA !! CUMMMM!!!!!" and my thumb and finger pull your wet clit until they slip off it's tip.

Now our hips move in short, fast, hard hunching strokes as we slam together again and again and again until with a final grind into you my balls are emptied and I'm spent.

I collapse down onto my elbows and forearms and kiss you long and deeply as we gasp and fight to get out breath again after our exertions. You're rolled to your side and I roll with you then lay stroking you, petting you in between unfastening the harness and sliding off your sweat slicked tits. Both are massaged to lessen the burn of the returning blood flow as we lay looking into each others glazed eyes with dopey smiles of sated lust and contentment on our faces Mac still acting as a plug in the dam and holding my cum in you, what didn't spurt out and splatter us as we rabbit fucked that is.