"Sometimes, Heroes Wear A Cut" (closed)

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"Sometimes, Heroes Wear A Cut"

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A Note For The Reader:

Although we use material from "Sons of Anarchy",
this role play is otherwise unconnected to the show.
It is a stand alone story.​

(OOC: This role play takes place in an unstated time not fucked up by COVID.)

Alex and his father, Kurt, crossed the parking lot that separated the clubhouse from the repair shop, arriving to loud and raucous round of applause and an exchange of hand shakes accompanied by fist and chest bumps. The men took a break from working on everything from an old rusty 1966 Fairlane station wagon which was getting the 8th rebuilt engine of his long life to a brand new, gleaming, 2024 Chevrolet Tahoe PPV on which the crew was attaching the upgraded LED cop lights and new decals identifying it as being part of the City of Charming Police Department.

The mechanics varied in appearance as did any diverse cross section of society. They were white, brown, and black; old, young, and everywhere in between; tall and short, fat and thin, fit and in need of serious diet and exercise. They really only had one thing in common: they were all members of the Sons Of Anarchy Motorcycle Club, Redwood Original, or SAMCRO. They were what others on the outside called Outlaw Bikers, and while they didn't flaunt that part of their life, they were indeed exactly what those others thought them to be.

The joy and accompanying noise taking place here and now, complete with cold bottles of brew coming out of the fridge in the corner and a bottle of Jack coming down off a top shelf, was being held to celebrate the promotion just minutes earlier of Alex to Vice President of the MC. It was only the most recent notice of Alex by the club's membership, though. The night before he had been given his Men of Mayhem patches, one of which he had already personally sewn onto his leather cut or vest and the other of which he'd put on his denim cut later when he had time.

The Mayhem patch was currently worn by only four members of the 22 member Charming MC. To earn it, the biker in question had to kill in the name of the Club, upon specific, direct orders that had been voted upon by the Officers and then passed on by the MC's President, who for the last decade had been Kurt, Alex's step-father. Alex had earned the patch by killing the Sergeant of Arms of a rival MC after members of that club killed the previous VP of the Charming based SAMCRO.

It had all been very brutal and not at all quick as the murder had been done with a bat at arms length nearness, not a handgun from a distance or even a rifle from farther way than that. It had been hard for Alex to do as he'd only twice before beaten a man, let alone taken one's life. Despite the aura that surrounded he and his kind, Alex didn't consider himself to be an outwardly violent man. But it had had to be done, and although the murder had actually been the job of the Charming club's Sergeant of Arms, Alex had volunteered to take on the responsibility. He was in line for the position of Club VP, and he knew that not only had no VP ever not worn the Men of Mayhem patch but that he would never be considered legitimate is he didn't earn his way into the position.

"Shut this shit down!" Kurt ordered, meaning the work taking place in the shop. "It's time to party!"

The shop was filled with the sounds of metal tools and replacement parts clanging upon concrete as the men seriously abandoned their work without hesitation. Two hours later, with the sun dropping behind the distant mountains, the Club House was filled with pounding music, dancing women, and flowing brew. Ol'Ladies and Sweeties, Broads or Sweetbutts all played their part in entertaining the men of SAMCRO and the other non-MC members who were they to celebrate Alex's achievement.

By midnight, Alex was spent. It had been a long day to begin with, and after getting his cock sucked dry not once, not twice, but three times, it was time for him to start thinking about calling it a night. His step-father caught sight of him donning his cut and ordered the Club's Sergeant at arms to see than he got home safely. Even though the killing three days earlier had been justified and legitimate equalizing retaliation, and even though those three days in between had been quiet on the gang front, Kurt was still concerned that the rival MC might take the fight one step further.

The Sergeant At Arms, Henry "Hank the Shank" Connor, didn't particularly want to end his own partying, but it was his duty to do anything and everything the Club's President ordered. So he grabbed hold of his new VP, and the two of them made their way to the parking lot with Henry intending to use the Club's van to get the intoxicated biker home. But as he was unlocking the vehicle and starting it, he looked up to the sound of a Harley motor firing up and in an instant Alex was screaming the bike for the gates. The armed guards there, Probational Club members who hadn't yet earned their membership patches, barely got the barrier open in time for Alex to go shooting through it.

Henry shot the van forward, honking at the gate guards to open the fence further, and heading the way Alex had, he eventually found the new Officer backing his bike to the curb in front of a Charming bar. It wasn't the type of place Henry expected Alex to patronize, popular with local folk who saw SAMCRO as just a bunch of leather bound thugs and 20-something, horny students from the University Extension campus just six miles outside of town.

By the time Henry got inside, Alex was already at the bar having a confrontation with the bartender.

"I said gimme a shot of Jack and a beer back," Alex was repeating.

To which the 30-something man behind the bar repeated, "You're intoxicated. Law says that I can refuse service to you if I want to."

The man looked Alex up and down, taking in the view of an outlaw biker, then said with a snide tone, "And I want to."

Alex leaned in and said, "Law also says that if I follow you home after your shift, beat the fuck out, rape your wife--"

He smiled and laughed as he in turn looked the other man up and down, continuing, "--or your husband and then burn your house down around you, that I should go to jail for the rest of my life."

"Are we having a bit of a problem here?" Henry asked politely.

Alex looked to his MC-mate, then back to the bartender. "But I won't go to jail because 50 bikers and 200 partiers back at the SAMCRO club house right now are going to say that I was in bed all night long getting my cock sucked by half a dozen women you could only hope to ever see naked."

There was a tense moment between them with only the booming music providing background before Henry finally told the bartender, "Why don't you just get him a drink, and I'll drive him home myself."

The bartender looked to Henry, chuckled, and pointed out the obvious, "You're intoxicated."

Both after the Sergeant at Arms pulled the left lapel of his cut open and revealed the semi-automatic pistol there, the both of them ended up with shots and beer chasers, with the bartender more politely telling them, "Just drink up and get out. Please."
 
Eva was simply enjoying her night, as she had been working quite a bit at the club. Though she couldn't complain as shs was ranking in the tip money. Life turned sour after high school...parents decided to divorce and she moved herself out. Thankfully she met Vinny, her boss. The man treats as if she was his own and would do anything to keep her safe. Just starting off as a bartender at Consequences but gradually worked her way to the stage.

She laughed with her friends before a few of them left. Convincing her friend Emily to play a round of pool as they talked about work. Knowing eyes were on her each time she bent over to shoot. Eva really filled out after high school.....curvy figure...round ass. She had the big tits in high school but now she was a knockout beauty. Straightening up before she saw across the bar...someone she didn't want to see. "Girl I need a shot like bad....ass hat just walked in."she said. Her friend rolled her eyes as she walked over to the bar.

Leans against it, "Shot of fireball please." Smiming as she slod the money over before downing the shot like it was nothing. Heading back though the man grabbed her arm. "Jake...let go and just leave this place."she said. He wasn't having it and tightened his grip on her arm as he pleaded. Swearing he didn't cheat that it was all a misunderstanding. Eva wasn't buying it and told him to go to hell. Jake responded negatively and began to drag her towards the door. Eva screamed, "Let go you fucking asshole!" Now all eyes were on them....Eva began to fight to break out of his grip
 
Alex had finished off his shot and had wanted to order another, but Henry had told him with a serious tone, "This is not how you want your election night to end, mate, by getting thrown out of a preppie bar or, worse, arrested for whatever shit is about to happen."

"Nothing's going to happen," Alex defended himself.

But Henry only laughed, saying, "You're drunk, you're fired up, you're in what I would call biker hell, and some one in here is going to do something stupid that will require you to break their nose, if not worse."

And as if on cue, "Jake...let go and just leave this place."

Alex turned toward the voice and caught sight of the sexiest, most erotic woman he'd ever seen in his life. He knew her, of course, by face, body, and stage name. He didn't often go to the strip clubs as the MC had its own harem of women who would not only strip while dancing on the Clubhouse's pool table but would then go to one of the back bedrooms and suck you did dry.

But he had been in Consequences, and he had stuffed a $20 bill into the G-String of this incredible beauty which had led her to finish her set off at his end of the elevated bar. Alex had had enough money to engage her for an evening of lap dances that night, but the MC had unfortunately had business that took priority.

"Let go you fucking asshole!"

A man arguing with her had hold of her arm and began dragging her through the crowd for the door. Alex turned his way, causing Henry to warn from behind him, "They have a bouncer for things like this, mate. Let it go."

But by the time the Sergeant at Arms had finished, the man had already reached the point where Alex had stepped out in front of him. The brute had been paying more attention attention to the dancer he was dragging behind him than to the direction he was going and collided with the more sturdily planted biker.

"What the fuck?" the man said after he'd found out what, or who, he'd smacked into. He tried to walk around Alex, but the biker only stepped into his path again. "Get the fuck out of--"

That was all the man got out before Alex brought a fast moving knee straight up into the asshole's groin. The man gave out a loud grunt of pain and began to slowly double over, and all around the two of them those who'd seen the attack gave out a group grown of sympathy.

"Hi," Alex said to the dancer with a smile. "I don't suppose you would recognize me, but I've seen you perform. Incredible. You're very talented."

He could have said You're the sexiest fucking woman on the face of the planet, but making it clear that he been as impressed with her bared tits as he had been with her dancing wouldn't have fit with his moment of what he considered chivalry.

The man he'd kneed reached a hand out to grasp at the collar of his cut while releasing his hold on the dancer and balling up a fist in preparation to throw a punch. But he was too slow, and a downward punch to his temple sent the man straight to the floor of the bar.

Alex looked down at the groaning man, then back up to the dancer. With a wide smile and an offered hand, he asked, "Can I give you a ride home? I'm Alex, by the way."
 
Eva's friend had grabbed their purses and raced over. Knowing Jake was just a huge pain in the ass. Emily froze before she helped Eva, as Alex gave Jake a beating he deserved. Eva stood there as this guy began to talk about how she might remember him. It took her a little before she recognized his face. A smile soon crept on her face, "I do and thank you for stepping in."she said. Eva felt Emily gently tug her as the two turned around to talk. Just being a concerned friend was all Emily was doing. However, Eva convinced that things were fine and to head home. Though this entire time gave Alex a view of how her jesns hugged her ass.

Taking her purse from her friend before giving her a hug goodbye. "Dom don't call the police, just have them clean this up."she said. The bartender put the phone down before bouncers came and peeled Jake off the floor. Taking Alex's hand and smiling once more. Leaning in and whispering, "I remember you quite well. Though now you got yourself a dance in me. Stop in on the weekend and I'll give it to you." Following Alex out as she stayed close to him. Seeing the motorcycle, "I've never been on one before. I live a few blocks away over on Montgomery street."she said.

Stopping Alex before she pulled him close to her. "I'm surprised you truly don't recognize me Alex. I know its been a few years since high school....but I have filled out a little more. My name is Eva. "She whispered. Smirking as she pulled away....she wasn't that cheerleader everyone was dying to fuck anymore. Though people would still die to get to fuck her.
 
Alex thought he's lost his opportunity to escort the dancer out of the bar and maybe into his bed. But she turned away to join another female, likely a friend she'd been here with.

"C'mon, mate, let's get out of here before the shields show up," Henry told his new VP, tugging on his cut.

Alex watched the beauty he'd just saved from an unknown but likely violent fate, then turned to his Sergeant at Arms and shrugged. "What the fuck ever, let's go."

Then he felt a soft, warm hand take his, and looking back the sexy dancer was standing by his side. They headed out of the bar hand in hand, and when the gorgeous woman saw his bike, she said, "I've never been on one before. I live a few blocks away over on Montgomery street."

Alex smirked. His bike, like most Harleys, had often been a gateway to a woman's pussy. That powerful 1600cc motor and its inherent vibrations, particularly when twisting the accelerator and shooting it off down an open highway at great speed, sent a chill upon between the parted thighs of the rider behind him. When the first ride was over, more often than not the second ride was about to begin.

He was about to invite her onto his Hog when she said, "I'm surprised you truly don't recognize me Alex. I know its been a few years since high school....but I have filled out a little more. My name is Eva."

As she crossed slowly over to the Harley, peeking back over her shoulder at him, Alex's smirk became a wider smile of recognition. He said knowingly, "Eva Cain."

Her reaction told him he'd remembered correctly. Without even telling them to do so, his eyes found that tight, round ass of hers and in an instant he was remembering ogling it at football games as the very popular and very beautiful cheerleader did her spins, kicks, cart wheels, and flips. The cheer squad in those days had had 2 male members who'd performed the high lifts and such, and Alex had always envied them for having the right and privilege of putting their hands on Eva's ass as they threw her up into the air and caught her with their hands up their skirts.

(Alex had always imagined that one of those two fortunate male teens was likely fucking Eva Cain, and that had always pissed him off. Once while walking the halls, he heard the one named Brad brag to the other that he'd just gotten his cock sucked in the media center. Having just seen Eva in the library, Alex assumed she'd been the one giving him the knobber. In a fit of jealous rage, Alex began beating the shit out of the guy behind the bleachers at the next football game. In between punches after demanding, "Keep your fucking cock out of Eva Cain's mouth", the male cheerleader cried out, "Dude! I'm fucking gay!" Ironically, even after breaking the man's nose and putting him out of cheer action until basketball season, Alex and Brad -- who ran a bakery right here in Charming -- were friends to this very day.)

"Hop on, I'll make sure you get home safe," he told her when she reached the Harley. Alex looked to Henry who was standing off to the side and told him, "I'm fine, but if you want to follow behind, do so. Only, when you see me start taking her clothes off, that's the sign that you can feel free to fuck off for the night, mate!"

"Fuck you," Henry said, laughing. "I'm out of here. Some gunman come after you for a retaliatory hit, just point your cock at him and fuck him to death."

Alex laughed, told his friend goodnight, and went over to throw his leg over the bike's seat. He pushed his butt back until he felt it pressing in between Eva's parted thighs, then looked back at her with a hungry expression. Pressing the electric start and feeling the motor fire, he said to her with a suggestive tone, "Get ready for the ride of your life."

He kicked the Harley into gear and shot it off into the night. He turned a few corners, the bike roaring in the dark as the cool but comfortable night air blew through the hair of their unhelmeted heads. He aimed them toward Montgomery Street, and while he honestly hadn't thought of Eva in years, Alex knew from the old days (that, honestly, weren't that long ago) exactly where she lived. But as he approached her house, he slowed the bike's speed only to low in the double digits, then half turned his head to call back to her, "You don't really want to go home, so, where do you want to go?"
 
Eva's eyes light up when he said her full name before smiling. He in fact remembered her, making her feel special. Nodding her head before she carefully got onto the motorcycle. Chuckling from his words as he spoke to his friend. Waiting before she watched him climb on. Wrapping her arms around him as they took off! The cool air felt nice on her skin, though felt warmth from Alex. She thought back to their high school days and how he got into a fight over her. Eva had many that tried to get with her but all failed. It wasn't till after high school did she lose her virginity.

Seeing as they were arriving to her place...she didn't want to go. Hearing him speak before she thought a bit. "No I don't....but I don't care where we go...as long as it is with you."she said. Leaning in more, he could feel her tits on his back. Placing a soft kiss on his cheek before she nuzzled his neck. She was dead serious as she just wanted to be with him for the moment. Eva felt safe and was curious what Alex had been up to since high school. Though she knew that Jake was going to leave a bruise and her boss may not let her work the floor. Yet she still give Alex that dance no matter what.

"Please...I just want to be with you."she said. Wondering if he would cave to her or plead that she should go home. Eva lifted her head up, waiting for his answer.
 
Alex smiled at Eva's answer and curled the accelerator, once again firing the bike off into the night. He knew exactly where he was taking her, but he also knew they would need something before he could take her there. At the edge of Charming, he pulled the Harley under the lights of a convenience store's awning.

"I'll be right back," he said as he dismounted and leaned in close to her, as if to kiss her. Alex was actually blocking her view of him reaching into the saddle bags just below her delicious thighs. He pulled something out as he kissed her on the cheek, blocking her view. The kiss was longer and more intimate than was appropriate considering they didn't know one another, but he had a very good feeling she would be welcome to it. "Stay here. This won't take but a moment."

Inside the store, Alex looked out the glass to ensure Eva was remaining in place and couldn't see what was happening inside. He turned to the clerk who was stocking a beer cooler, and when the man looked to him, his eyes widened at recognizing the biker with whom he'd had issues in the past. The man hurried toward the hidden alarm button under the counter, but Alex intercepted, pressing the end of the barrel of the semi-automatic pistol he'd taken from the saddle bags into the man's neck as he demanded, "Don't fucking touch it, do what I say, and you might live another day."

The clerk raised his hands and instantly became submissive to the gun toting biker. Alex unnecessarily asked the man who was just about his age if he remembered him, to which the man nodded his head. Alex asked the man if he understood why he had a gun pressed to his neck, and the man again nodded his head anxiously. "I backed into your bike. Into your motorcycle."

"Into my Harley," Alex clarified, adding, "before you drove away without saying anything to me, let alone apologizing."

The man jumped into a rapid explanation and apology, but Alex didn't want to hear it. Alex asked, "Where's your stash? Where's your fucking stash?"

The clerk pretended not to understand what Alex meant, but after having the heavy metal weapon popped against his temple, he quickly gave in and led the biker to a cigar box hidden in the back room. He opened it to reveal a collection of joints, pills, and powder filled baggies that Alex knew were worth a couple of thousand dollars, and as a bonus there was a roughly equivalent amount of cash in the box as well. Alex started, "You owe me for the repairs to my bike, as well as the emotional trauma I--"

"Take it!" the man blurted out, knowing where this was all going. "Take all of it! Just don't hit me again, please!"

Alex gave the man a shove to the ground, found a plastic shopping bag, and dumped the box into it, and turned. He stopped short, though, and pulled two insulated jackets used for stocking the walk in freezer from their hooks. A moment later after putting the gun, the bag of loot, a bottle of store wine, and a couple of boxes of salty snack foods into the saddle bags, Alex was helping Eva into one of the coats and putting one on himself, telling her, "It's gonna get cold."

He shot them once again into the night, and within minutes the city was disappearing behind them. Alex took them from the city streets to a rural highway, then off it up a narrow winding road into the ever thickening forest. They arrived at a closed gate, but he knew where there was gap in the fence with a hard packed trail, and taking it he guided them around it and into the parking lot of one of the State's smaller parks. When he killed the bike near a picnic area and helped Eva off the bike, they were surrounded by Sequoias that were hundreds and thousands of years old and reached into the sky, disappearing amongst the stars which here, in near darkness, filled the sky as they could never have seen down in the valley.

"Over there," Alex said, pointing to the nearby picnic area. He extracted the food and a small selection of drugs, just in case they were Eva's thing, and followed her over to the wood table. He unscrewed the top of the cheap wine, took a swig, and handed it to her as he eyes her with a hungry expression. He asked her if she was warm enough, then without even being concerned with her answer, moved up to her and took her into his arms, asking, "How's this?"

He wouldn't make the first move on Eva, pressing him mouth to hers or slipping his hands inside the coat to grope at her delicious body. Alex had essentially taken her captive, bringing her to this very remote, very dark location that would be perfect for raping an unwilling woman to death and then disposing of her body in a shallow grave. But if Eva herself was to press her lips to his, to caress her hands over his body, Alex wouldn't hesitate to lift her up onto the edge of the table and begin the process of finally finding his joy deep inside what he imagined was still a very hot, very wet, very inviting pussy.
 
Eva had big smile as they tore off down the road. Soon smiling as she watched him as they arrived at a store. Nodding her head after the kiss becore she watched him walk in. Taking a deep breathe as she soon shivered. The air was much colder and she could feel her nipples were rock hard. Huddling on the motorcycle as she hoped Alex would be quick. Her head shot up as he came back out. Having him help her off and into a jacket then back onto the motorcycle.

Hanging on as they took off once more into the night. Curious as to what Alex had in mind and where they were going. Seeing the park sign...Eva was confused. Taking his hand before following to the small pinic area. She was in awe as even at night it was breath taking. Looking up to see the sky just filled with stars as they choose a table. Soon taking the wine before taking a swig. Setting it on the table as she was about to answer as she was in fact cold.

A smile on her face as she ended up in his arms, "Much better." Studying his face before she pulled him a little closer. "Thank you for handling Jake.....and this place is amazing. Sorry....please be careful...Jake may come to find you. He can't get it through his head him and I aren't a couple."she said. Eva bit her bottom lip as she looked at him. Her hand snaked up his body before she grabbed his shirt and tugged him closer. She couldn't hold back as she wanted him.

Their lips soon met and it was like a fire ran through her body. Feeling he didn't pull away but deepen the kiss. Her arms snaking up and around his neck as the kiss turned more passionate. Moaning as she felt him grope her ass and pull her closer. Breaking the kiss before she slid out of her jacket before she pulled him close again.
 
The passion and want was undeniable as their bodies pressed hard together, their mouths and tongues met in warmth and wetness and eagerness. When Eva shed the big, thick coat, Alex snatched it and tossed it over the end of the picnic table. Their bodies engaged again, he grasped her at the meeting of her tight buttocks and fit thighs and lifted her off the ground. He set her atop the coat on the table and pressed in between her thighs, his already engorged cock hard against her crotch and the paradise in which he so badly wanted to be.

"I want you, Eva," he whispered between kisses, already reaching for the little belt buckle which was the first gate into heaven. As he fumbled with it, he told her, "I've always wanted you."

If she didn't stop him, Alex would loose her buckle and button, shed her lower half, repeat the same for his, and finally know what it meant to be inside the sexiest cheerleader at Charming High. If she did stop him, he would be disappointed, but he would accept her decision. Alex was a lot of things, but a rapist wasn't one of them.
 
Eva soon found herself on the table and Alex in between her legs. Few more kisses before she felt a hand on her belt buckle. Smirking as she then reached forward and place a hand on his crotch. "And I want you."she said. Pulling Alex into a hot kiss as their tongues wrestled. Running her hands back down as she worked on his pants as he worked to free her. "Make me feel good."she whispered in his ear.

Lifting herself up as her pants came down revealing some lacy panties. Eva didn't care if she was cold as Alex was going to warm her up. He was one step closer to paradise. She hopped off the table and pushed his boxers down. Licking her lips before she knelt before him. A slow stroke before she licked the length of his cock. Her gaze met his as she did so before easing him into her mouth.
 
"Oh, fuck," Alex murmured as his cock, which was suddenly out in the cool, dry air of the night, was instead wrapped by the wet warmth of Eva's mouth. She took most of his eight, thick inches into her mouth as Alex wrapped a hand behind her head, urging her to take as much as she could without violating the back of her throat and causing her to gag. He repeated and added, "Oh, fuck, Eva, you have no idea how many times I imagined this."

As good as what she was doing to him felt, though, Alex only let it proceed for a minute or so before he pulled his groin back and reached down for her shoulders. He lifted Eva back to her feet as he told her, "I want inside you."

Alex turned her away from him, urged her over the table onto the thick, insulate coat, and reach under her firm buttocks to find her wetness. He asked her is she wanted him wrapped, ready to pull a condom out of his cut's breast pocket where at least one could always be found. Either way, he probed his fingers into her until she showed herself relaxing, then place the eager, twitching bulb of his cock at her hole and pushed.
 
Eva felt a hand on he head as she sucked him off. Though was a tad confused as his cock slipped from her mouth before he stood her up. Smiling as he got her back on the table and smiling as he at least asked her preference. Her pretty little pussy grew wet as he toyed with her. Shaking her head before she moaned out, feeling him push inside her.

God he felt amazing and happy she choose no condom. Fitting ever so snuggly inside her, he was finally getting it...his chance to fuck her. The little pussy swallowed him right up, look it was made just for him. "Mmm you feel so good."she said. Well this was a first of being fucked in a public place and she would do it more often with him. "I'll let you in on a secret....I've been waiting for this moment...ever since high school."
 
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Alex let out a grunt of delight after his cock has slowly but firmly delved entirely within her tight hole. He couldn't believe that finally, 8 years after having first fantasized about fucking her, he was balls deep inside Eva Cain.

"Mmm you feel so good," she told him. "I'll let you in on a secret....I've been waiting for this moment...ever since high school."

He didn't know how to feel about Evs's claim. The pair of them had never run in the same circles, he likely hadn't said 10 words to her during their four years together, and he'd never really come across to her or any of the good girls in school as being the type they'd want sticking his cock inside them. But then again, he was only thinking about the good girls. Eva was stripping at Consequences for a living, letting dirty old men slip dollar bills in her G-string to get a touch of her flesh or paying her the big bucks to her her grind in their laps to make them muss their boxers.

Of course, who was Alex to be talking about what was good or bad? Three days ago he'd beaten a man's head in with a baseball bat, and on a regular basis he and his MC ran guns and ammunition up and down I-5 to fill the needs of black gang bangers, white separatists, Latin-X drug smugglers, and other just plain ol' bad men.

But none of that mattered right now. All that mattered right now was the stroking of his cock within Eva's hole. She felt unbelievably good, and as his to and fro go faster, harder, and deeper, she only continued to feel even more so.

Part of his fantasies of her way back when had been to cause Eva to scream out in ecstasy to what he was doing to her. The pleasure building within Alex, though, was coming on quickly. He wanted her to cum first or cum with him, so he leaned over her back to reach around her waist, and finding the wetness there south of her belly he began to quickly work her clitoris as he continued to pump her from behind as best he could.

Whether she came with, before, or after him, the fact of the matter was that Alex was going to cum. He felt the pleasure building rapidly, and when he realized he'd reached the point of no return, he stood up tall, slammed her a half a dozen times hard as he groaned loudly, then went silent for a moment at the sensations peaked and gave out a final, loud, long grunt as his cock began jumping inside her tightness.
 
Eva soon began to moan out as Alex worked her. Feeling him soon tease her clit as he kept a steady pace. Her head soon snapped back as she let out a loud throaty moan when he picked up the pace. The pleasure was building fast as she gripped the jacket. "Fuck...Alex I'm going to cum!"she screamed. Those last few slams did it and push her over the edge. Soon she slumped against the table as she was panting slightly.

Alex was one of the few lucky ones to even fuck her...let alone get sucked. Eva never gave more than a dance at the club . Hell they didn't even get to see her naked, she made plenty if she choose the right outfit.. Even like that when she was a bartender, raked in lots of tips. Feeling him eased out before she heard a pop. A warm liquid began to leak and she blushed as she realized he creamed her. Secretly was one of her fetishes and loved it. Carefully getting off the table and turned to face him.

"Well you got to be the first to actually cum inside me."she said. Pulling him into a soft kiss before nuzzling his neck. He could feel hwr shivering against his chest.. "Makes me want more."she said.
 
"Well you got to be the first to actually cum inside me," Eva told him after they'd disengaged and she turned to face him. He worked his clothes back upward, the cold night air quickly drying the mix of fluids coating his cock. "Makes me want more."

"There will be more," he promised the beauty as he put her coat around her again, zipping it up tight. Alex took Eva by the hand and started her slowly toward the bike, leaving the unfinished bottle of wine and snacks behind. He'd gotten what he'd wanted from the cheerleader of so many fantasies, and it was time to get back to the city. He looked to her, saying, "We should get out of here."

Outwardly, he was showing Eva a great deal of loving. Alex wasn't typically like that with women he'd fucked or was fucking. His life didn't really offer a place for a relationship. When he wanted his cock shined, when he needed some release, there were always half a dozen or more women on the Compound in Charming and another full dozen just a phone call away. They gave him what he wanted, and when he wanted to be alone afterward, they fucking got the hell out.

But even as he was heading the two of them back down off the mountain and out of the woods, Alex couldn't help but think that maybe there could be more with Eva. She didn't know him like the female associated with the MC did, which was good and bad at the same time. Alex knew that was probably a good chance she wouldn't like who and what he was if she got to know anymore of him than his cock.

Back down on Montgomery, Alex killed the bike's motor in front of her home and, without getting off himself, since he was staying, helped her off the bike and pulled her up into his arms. He kissed her passionately while letting his hands tightly grope that tight, dancer ass of hers underneath the thick coat.

"See you again?" he asked, hoping the answer would be yes. "You could come by the Compound. Come by the shop. I'm sure you know where it is. Everyone does."
 
Eva was happy to hear that she would get more as she redressed. Smiling as they headed out of the woods, really hoping this might lead to more. Hopping on his bike once more before wrapping her arms around him. Before she knew it they were in front of her house. Happy to be back in his arms as they kissed. "Absolutely you will see me again."she said.

''Okay and here so you can keep in contact."she said. Handing over her number before she pulled him into one last passionate kiss. "Goodnight."she said. Flashing him a smile before she headed inside.

It be a good few days later and Eva was working at the club. She hadn't heard anything from Alex and it was a little upsetting. Thinking he got what he wanted from her so why bother? Putting her finishing touches on her makeup as her friend Emily walked up. The two talked about how she was feeling and what not. Her friend told her to just get over him and it was for the best. Yet she didn't want to believe it but who really knew.

Soon her boss came in and said she was entertaining a private party. Nodding her head as she got up and fixed her top that was barely holding her tits in before heading out. The blueish color stood out against her skin nicely. Spending two hours in a private room and ranking in lots of cash. Once she was done, she headed for the bar to get a drink. Taking a seat at the very far end of the bar. "Shot of fireball please..."she said.
 
Over the next ten days, Alex's mind had wandered off repeatedly to that incredible fuck in the Sequoias and the sexy woman who'd made it possible. A smile would break out across his face at the realization that he'd finally, after all these years, gotten the chance to empty his balls inside Eva Cain, the sexiest girl ever to come out of Charming High. His brethren in the MC would catch him daydreaming and ask What's her name and did she swallow? or any of a million variations of such a theme, but Alex just ignored them, waved them off, or told them to go fuck themselves.

His memory of Eva wasn't for his leather bound brothers, regardless of how much he loved and respected them.

Business had been been brisk since that night in the woods, both the legitimate type and not so legitimate, too. While it didn't prevent him from thinking about the woman and her tight pussy and wet mouth, it did prevent Alex from riding off to find Eva for a little afternoon delight. He thought about calling her often but didn't as he knew that would push him to go see her and this just wasn't a good time to be starting something up for him.

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"Shot of fireball please..."

"Put that on my tab."

When Eva looked to the voice offering to pay for her drink, not that an employee even paid for their alcohol, she found Alex smiling to her from three bar seats over. He slowly rose from the stool and came over to stand close to her. He didn't make contact with her, understanding the rules of the club. After looking around for eavesdroppers and waiting for the bartender to fuck off, Alex nodded his head toward the gentlemen now filling the nearest row to the stage, the same men Eva had just entertained in the back room.

"Did my clients treat you well, Eva?" she asked. She gave him a curious expression to which he responded, "I have business with them, and I needed them to be in a good mood, in the hopes I would get the better end of the deal, so I suggested they come down here. I even provided them with a grand to tip you. I hope you got some of it and the fuckers didn't just pocket it for themselves?"

He waited for her answer, then said, "Sorry I haven't called. Been busy."

He hoped that would be enough of an explanation, but if it wasn't it was really all he had for her. He pointed out one of the men from her private party in particular, then said, "I need you to do me a favor, Eva. I need you to go flirt with him a bit, tell him he's earned a free lap dance, and get him back into the furthest back of the private rooms, you know, the one by the back exit."

Reaching into his cut's pocket, Alex pulled out some folded $100 bills. The thickness of the bundle hinted at it being at least five or six or even more bills than that. He leaned in a bit closer and promised, "You do this for me, and well take another ride tomorrow night. A longer one, if you know what I mean."
 
Eva looked up and speak of the devil....it was Alex. Downing her shot before sliding the glass to the bartender. A curious look on her face as he mentioned his clients who she just entertained. "Got about eight hundred in tips from them."she aaid. Hearing his next request made her think a bit...would she really after he kinda tossed her aside. Looking over before knocking her head before she slide off the barstool.

"You owe me more than a ride."she said. Walking over to the group, pulling the man away. Letting him know he was getting a free dance as she lead him to the back. Chatting with the man as they headed to tbe room. Leading him in before telling him to take a seat on the couch. Eva seductively walked over before she Eva to give him a lap dance.

Feeling how hard this man was getting quickly, Eva untied her top and set it aside. Working her hips though not allowing him to touch as she wanted to tease him. His hand were on her hips, though she soon covered her chest as the door opened.
 
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