"The Mayhem Riders" (closed)

[AngelEyes1994]

"The Mayhem Riders"

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Natalie Peters rode third, following Will and Kyle, with Dean in the rear. Her place in the line up as the Mayhem Riders cruised the countryside had always angered "Nat". Regardless of whether she was riding with just a few Members or the Club as a whole, Nat had always been relegated to the rear of the train because she was solo female rider, a Trembler.

But at the same time, she always had at least one rider behind her. Even after all this time as the President's Old Lady, Will "Willie Pete" Peterson didn't trust Nat to one day curl away from the others at an intersection and disappear. As Nat watched Will and Kyle "Killer" Markus before her and thought of Dean "Dino" Paul behind her, Nat realized that her Old Man now had a serious reason to fear more than just her disappearance.

They slowed suddenly as they passed by a gated dirt road. Though it obviously had once been a timber access road, its State road number sign was now missing and the only identification marker was a bright yellow bandana tied to one end of the gate.

Will gestured with a jabbing finger, and one after another, the four riders turned back. Someone had very recently dumped a load of fill dirt into the ditch near the gate, allowing the Riders to maneuver their biked across the ditch and up the pine needle covered dirt road. The world around Nat darkened as the now century old second growth forest swallowed them up. She didn't like the dark. It was one of the reasons why back at the Caves she hadn't argued with Will back about getting the hell out of there. As soon as that child had identified the Caves as the only safe place for them to hide, Nat had shivered all over and all through at the thought of spending days, weeks, or even months inside a pitch black cavern.

They had traveled less than a mile up the winding, narrowing road before Will brought them to a stop, gesturing to yet another yellow bandana dangling from a nearby limb. The rumble of the four Harleys ended, and -- like the trees before it -- the quiet of the forest swallowed the four. Nat did not immediately dismount. Her heart was beating. She was a city girl: always had been, always would be. This was not a place of comfort for her. She was ready to fire up and gun the big engine, spin the back end around, and head right back for the highway.

"We walk from here," Will announced, dismounting and beginning to untie the bedroll tied across the back of his seat. He pulled out a short barreled riot gun and rammed a shell into the chamber. He looked to the other two men, who were also arming themselves, then looked to Nat. He had not expected to see her with a firearm, of course. He did not allow her to pack heat, for fear that it would make putting a bullet into him too easy. But he obviously had expected to her to at least step off her bike. He asked with obvious attitude, "Is there a problem?"

Nat lifted one of her feet upwards until the leg was horizontal, showing one of the four inch heeled boots she was wearing. She asked sardonically, "We're walking?"

He said nothing, instead only nodding Kyle to take the lead...

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Kyle should post next.


(OOC: I think we should all three take turns. If you think that the next post should be by a particular writer, indicate so at the end of your post. Remember to check your Private Messages before you post just to ensure that the person who just posted did not send you a note or fact about what they just said.)

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

Post for Kyle and Dean (right and left respectively):


Kyle didn't like the idea of entering the woods on their bikes, then stopping half way up the trail. The rumbling engines of the Harleys would have easily been heard at the cabin up the trail, so why not just continue all the way to the little house? But, Willie was in charge, so...

When Nat showed her dismay about walking the path, Kyle couldn't help but ogle the long, lithe leg the young beauty offered up for her Old Man's view. He'd wanted to part those legs for so long, since the day he'd first seen the then-17 year old girl. But, again, Will had been in charge then, too. And Nat hadn't been looking for an underling to handle her situation, meaning the termination of sexual abuse being perpetuated by her now dead step father. She had needed the man at the top, so Will had gotten the dark skinned beauty.

Kyle unrolled his bed roll across the Harley's seat, exposing the broken down AK-47. He reattached the stock to the workings, then slammed one of the two clips taped together into the receiver, ramming the first round into the chamber. He looked to his cousin, Dean, finding him also filling the chamber of his weapon, an Israeli made Uzi automatic pistol.

As they headed up the dirt road, Kyle thought about the weapons the three men were carrying in the open, as well as the different pistols they were hiding below their kuttes. Kyle adjusted his leather vest's fit to make the Glock 9mm semi-automatic a bit more comfortable. Dean, he knew, was packing a Beretta .40cal S&W, and Will's current side arm was a M1911 .45 caliber. The weapons they carried today had nothing to do with favoritism amongst the bearers. These weapons were the models that the Sacramento Chapter of the Mayhem Riders were pushing on their customers. They had more than 700 units hidden amongst their three warehouses, and they needed to sell them to purchase newer models that were being sought by yet another customer in...

In Portland, Kyle thought to himself. Portland had been nuked, of course. So ... that deal was probably moot. Would there ever be more deals? Kyle was sure that they could continue to sell guns. But, they didn't typically take cash as payment. Normally, they traded for drugs -- in this case meth -- and the question now was, will people still want their product?

That was a question for another day, and for Will.

They emerged from the thick undergrowth to find a small cabin sitting in a meadow. There were other Harleys need the front of the cabin. Kyle knew that would be the Crescent City chapter of Mayhem Men. But he was baffled by the total lack of any other vehicles. The meth cooks certainly would have gotten here by car, perhaps an old truck or SUV. So, why were they only looking at Harleys?

(OOC: Aussie's turn.)

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Post for Matt "Man Mountain" Brunson

Matt had ridden up to the meth lab two days ago to make sure everything was in order. As the Sargent at Arms of the Mayhem Riders Crescent City Chapter he was responsible for security and making sure that everything went smoothly at this trade. He wasn't sure why they were still bothering to go through with it, but the president said they were so they were.

He checked on the supply of the Meth. Two days out and it was all there.He made sure the damn cooks knew when the meet was and what time they were supposed to be there. He knew how the fumes could effect the brain but these guys were good. this was not some rinky dink operation. The Riders got their hands on quality materials and these guys cooked it professionally. The Meth they produced was of a very high quality and sold for double the price of any other stuff out there. He put it in the safe that only he, the senior members of the club, and the head of the meth lab knew the combination too and then got the workers cooking again. It always paid to have more on hand just to be sure.

Then he rode back down to the small cabin where the meet would take place. He checked it out then swept the woods. Of course there was always a security detail here but he liked to check for himself.

He had made sure the dirt had been dumped to allow bikes easy access up the road and that the agreed upon yellow bandannas had been tied up. He wanted them up early so that anyone driving past in the next few days would become used to seeing them and just treat them as another piece of the landscape.

The morning of the meet the president, vice pres, he and two men rode up with a few Lay's on the back of their bikes. They would be entertainment for the day for them and their guests. Matt had a last look around and then went inside to await the arrival of the other chapter. Matt checked his watch, if his maths was correct they had about two hours to wait and the others were going to put that to good use with the girls. He however would keep watch although one of these sluts was going to blow him while he did. He was starting to get a little worried though, the Meth guys were supposed to be here already but no word had come from any of the spotters he had set up.

They were down to a half an hour when he got the call and it was all bad news. The meth truck had had to turn around because the cops had been doing random car checks. There was no way they could avoid it and it was just lucky they had a Mayhem Rider riding out front to radio back or they may have chased them for turning around.

Fuck now what was he supposed to do? It was only going to be a days delay but who knew how these guys were going to take it. Well he just hoped a fully stocked bar and loose women would ease the pain a little, because there was not much else he could do. He informed the president then went back to waiting for the other chapter. This day had just gone from great to shit really fast.

(Occ: Okay Profile for Matt will be up soon. Giving it to Anthony so he can put it up)

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Fuck this!" Natalie called out half way up the trail between the bikes and the cabin. She had been here for buys before, so she knew how far she still had to walk in her four inch spike heeled boots. She looked around and, finding a recently fallen tree a few feet off the dirt road, stepped gingerly through the ferns and took a seat. "This is shit. I'll wait here while you guys go up and do your little..." She waggled an extended finger about, finishing, "reconnoitering."

She knew that as soon as they got to the cabin and found all is well -- which they would -- they would have to walk all the way back again to reclaim their bikes. She looked to Will, then waved him away dismissively. "Go. Leave Dino. Come back when you're sure the boogey man ain't waiting for you."

Will gave his Old Lady a hard look, but he knew it would do no good. He nodded to Dean, then turned and continued on after Kyle. It didn't take long for the two Riders to disappear into the darkness of the winding road. Nat looked around herself and suddenly realized just how uncomfortable she was here. Darkness. Coldness. Nature sounds. Probably wild animals. She looked to Dean, feigned a happy smile, and just waited for the men to return.

(OOC: TNNG, go for it.)

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

Kyle "Killer" Markus:

Kyle knew what was happening on the trail behind him but ignored it. Will had made the right call leaving the bikes behind, but Nat was right in insisting that it had been fine for her to remain behind. Who gives a fuck what's going on back there, he thought. Crescent City's got booze and broads.

As he neared the cabin and made out Mountain Man and another pair of Riders from the coast, Kyle called out his greetings, as well as his playful admonitions about how they were getting fat, getting ugly, or getting both. They exchanged shakes and chest bumps, and after a bit more laughter, one of the coasties asked, "Where's the Trembler?"

Kyle laughed, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. "Back in the woods. Seems high heeled boots maker her legs and ass look good, but don't do much for her walking in the sticks."

They shared a laugh, but when Kyle turned to see Will not sharing in the humor, Kyle let the joking fade away. Kyle wasn't an idiot: he knew that Will knew that every Mayhem Rider to the last would love a crack at his Old Lady. The only thing that kept them from ripping her pants down and pounding that tight, young pussy was the Oath they each took concerning loyalty to their fellow Club members and the simple fact that Will would beat to death any man who ever touched his skinny Korean prize.

One of the Crescent City Riders asked about Dino -- his second cousin, if Kyle recalled -- to witch Kyle said he was watching over Nat. The coast biker made a move to head down the trail, but Kyle intercepted him, saying, "Will and I need to talk to you and your Prez about that last run."

Kyle looked to Mountain Man and asked, "What would you think about you and a couple of guys retrieving our bikes?"

(OOC: AW, I know we're looking for a way to get MM and Nat alone. How does that work?)

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

(OOC: Not bad it should work out okay)

Matt looked at the two newcomers and nodded his head. "No problems guys. We have 'Entertainment' lined up inside and cold beer and harder stuff available. Why don't you two step inside and Lug nut and I will go and get Dino and Nat and bring them back with your bikes. Don't worry Will I know how to treat yours and it is just a short ride, she won't be harmed."

He waited until the other chapters President nodded his head before nodding his head to Lug and they set off down the road. It only took them a few minutes to get to the spot where the two were waiting and after greeting them they started to head back to the bikes. Matt fell in beside Nat so that Lug had to walk beside Dino. He wasn't risking the guy doing something stupid and having Will deck the idiot or worse.

"Good ride up Nat, or did you have to put up with the usual shit," he asked. Unlike the rest of the riders he thought nothing of Nat's riding status. As far as he was concerned she had proven herself and should be treated as a fellow member and he always did whenever he saw her. He was pissed at the way Will treated her but he couldn't say anything. She was a part of another chapter and they had their own rules and besides he was their President.

When they got to the bikes He turned off the gas and tried to start the bike. It kicked over then stalled out. He tried again and of course nothing. Looking at Lug and Dino he nodded towards the house. "You two go ahead, I don't want you to miss out on the fun. Nat can stay here with me. She knows more about Wills bike than me and I don't want him angry at me for fucking it up. It shouldn't take long to fix and you know I aint gonna do anything funny with her."

(OOC: Maybe TNNG could chime in with a quick post before Angel just to post Dino's response)

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

(OOC: Good call. I PMd Angel, and she agreed.)

Dean was hesitant about leaving Nat behind without another Sacramento Chapter member. He was less concerned about whether the big man might try to have his way with the beauty or whether the beauty -- tired of her Old Man -- might want to take a shot at someone new than he was with Nat trying to get away and disappear into the woods.

Dean, like the other capital city bikers, was keenly aware of Nat's reasons for remaining with the Mayhem Riders. She owed Will for what he and his did to get her away from her step father, namely beating the bastard to death. But that had been a long seven years ago, and she'd more than repaid that debt with the many tasks she'd undertaken and favors she'd performed.

Dean knew that it had been Nat's second reason for being with the Riders that was her only reason anymore: the Club protected her from being taken into custody for questioning as to the death of her father, a cop. But the likelihood that that was ever going to happen now was slight or perhaps moot. The Authorities had bigger things to think about now that the largest city in California was a glowing plane of radioactive dirt.

There was nothing keeping Nat here, except the constant eye that was upon her by Will and the Riders. And that was the reason that even as Matt gave him a questioning look and reassured him once again that he would watch after the Prez's Old Lady, he simply couldn't get his feet to move.

"Let's go," Lug said, grabbing Dean by the arm and pulling him along to his and Kyle's bikes. He began describing the skills of one of the mamas waiting back in the cabin, not even trying to hide the vulgar speech from the woman sitting just yards away. When the bikes fired up, flooding the forest with their rumble, he said loud enough for all to hear, "You're gonna love her."

Dean peeked back over his shoulder at Nat as the Crescent City biker shot up the narrow road. He hesitated, wanting his glare to say to her Best you do as you should. Then he, too, began up the road.



When they got to the cabin, Kyle was standing just beyond a window, out from which the smoke of a joint was wafting into the forest. When the VP saw only to bikes and no sexy Korean, he disappeared from the window and appeared at the door, asking harshly, "Where're the other bikes ... and where the fuck is Natalie?"

"The Man's with her," Dean said, trying to sound confident but failing. "They're coming. Will's bike wouldn't start. Nat'll get it going." He elbowed the CC Rider and laughed, "She can get any thing going."

They laughed as they headed inside, leaving Kyle to stare off down the trail. He was tempted to begin walking back, a more silent approach than returning with his bike. It wasn't that he didn't trust Matt. Man Mountain had always been dependable, whether it was on a guns'n'meth run or finding clean hookers or getting a dead bike to spark.

As with Dean, Kyle's concern was Nat. But as he looked back into the cabin to see his Prez laughing with his Crescent City counterpart, Kyle realized that unlike Dean -- and most certainly Will -- he didn't really care whether Natalie stuck around any more or not. The world had changed with those bombs. It was about time the Mayhem Riders did as well.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie and Will:

"Good ride up Nat," Matt asked, "or did you have to put up with the usual shit?"

Natalie had in the past picked up on the big man's silent sympathy for her and the Sacramento Chapter's other two Tremblers. She appreciated it, yet had never told Matt so. Just as it was not his place to object to the misogynistic attitudes of her club's male members, it was not her place to publically confirm his unvoiced support.

As Natalie walked next to Matt, watching the other two Riders talking and laughing -- likely about what awaited them back at the cabin -- only said, "Same'ol, same'ol."

When they arrived at the bikes, Natalie sat her butt back against the leaning bike to check out her boots, finding a pine cone wedged into the spiked heel of one. She grumbled and looked toward Matt, ready to make a snide comment when she saw his hand down near the motor of Will's bike. She was not entirely certain what he was doing until he pressed the big Harley's electric start button and all it only stalled out after the small amount of gas available to it burned away.

"You two go ahead," he told Dean and Lug.

Natalie sat on her bike in silence, watching the two men head off into the darkness. Once she knew they were out of ear shot, she asked Matt with a touch of humor in her voice, "What's going on inside that big brain of yours, Man Mountain?"



Back at the cabin, Will and the others were discussing their last guns'n'meth run. There had been a tense moment when a handgun dropped from one of the drug mule's waist bands. Someone -- no one really knew who -- had called out Gun! and a moment later nearly every man there was leveling a weapon at someone else. It had nearly been the end of a very lucrative business operation, not to mention nearly the end of several lives.

When Kyle came back in and, after a couple of more minutes, Natalie had not, Will casually stood and made his way over to his VP and asked where his Old Lady was. He was filled in on his bike problems. He listened to the ongoing conversation about how that hazard could be avoided in the future when he caught the flirtatious looks he was getting from one of the Crescent City girls. She was well rounded and wearing barely anything, despite the November chill.

"I'm gonna need some cover," Will said to Kyle, nodding toward the young thing when Kyle looked to him.

Will could -- and often did -- do anything he wanted with any woman he wanted. He had no need to hide his sexual activities from Natalie. But he'd learned over the years that she was more apt to do the freaky things he liked without resistance if he hadn't recently gotten his dick wet in a strange pussy.

He took the piece of meat by the hand and made his way to one of the back rooms...

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt smiled at her. "Still as sharp as ever I see. You always were hard to fool." He reached back down and turned the fuel back on and then turned to look at her again. "Look you know I am a Mayhem through and through. I grew up in this club. My dad was a member and when he died they basically raised me until I was old enough to ride. Now though I am beginning to question just what is going on. You know I have always respected you and the other girls who have scraped there way up to be full time riders. Not just in Sacramento but in other chapters as well, but you are all still treated little better than a mama. Now even with the threat of nuclear fallout threatening us what do we do? Do we try to find some place to survive for the members and their families, No we continue on dealing drugs and guns. What the hell use is that?" he said getting angry now. "What good are they going to do us when those clouds start rolling in?"

He looked at her and sighed. "Look I don't know how it is with you but I am thinking of riding off on my own. I know you have always wanted to leave Will and I am going to offer you a chance to come with me. There has been a hold up with the Meth, Cops must have got wind that the shipment was coming in or they just got lucky but it won't be in till tomorrow. That means you will all be staying overnight and if I know the guys they will be availing themselves of the local talent and a lot of alcohol. This might be our best chance to get away."

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Still as sharp as ever I see." Matt began. "You always were hard to fool."

Growing up being molested by your step father will make you that way, Natalie wanted to say but didn't. Everyone in the Sacramento Club knew her past. They had had to vote on whether to get her away from it. And key members of the Clubs they dealt with -- Crescent City in particular -- were well aware of it, too, including Man Mountain and his own Club's Prez. It was ironic that as embarrassing as her adolescence was to her, it had never occurred to Natalie that it was something to hide from the Mayhem Riders. Also ironic, she just realized, the men of the Clubs knew more about her sexual past than the Tremblers, Old Ladies, or Mamas with whom she spent a lot of time.

"Look you know I am a Mayhem through and through," he began, talking about his current feelings on the club, the world, and the tragedy about to unfold. Matt was telling her nothing surprising. Until...

"...I know you have always wanted to leave Will and I am going to offer you a chance to come with me."

Natalie had been staring into the dark of the woods but now looked directly into the big man's eyes. Even though she knew a dozen Riders who would have risked their futures and even their lives to run away with her, even for just one long weekend of incredible sex, Nat had never been opening solicited for such an action until this moment. As she listened, she wondered whether it was about sex or about trying to survive or both or maybe something bigger. Despite having thought the same thing so many time over the past seven years, Natalie was now at a loss for what to think. Could she actually run away finally?

"This might be our best chance to get away," Matt finished.

Always the needy, helpless female, when Natalie finally did speak, she asked, "You would take care of me, Matt? Keep me safe ... from the cops ... from Will ... from the Club?"

Even with the world about to end, Natalie's fear of the Mayhem Riders was foremost in her mind.

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

At the cabin, Kyle found one of the availables Slits, took her by one hand and a cold beer by the other, and made his way out to the cabin's porch. He didn't have to tell her what he had in mind: 30 seconds later he was rocking his hips in an old creaking chair to the rhythmic bobbing of her head in his now exposed lap.

(OOC: Kyle is done posting until the other two return to the cabin or -- if too much time passes -- they don't. You two go ahead.)

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt looked at her and saw the need in her eyes. He knew about her past but had not realized up until now just how much it had effected her.

"I really don't think you are going to have to worry about the cops Nat. They are going to be busy dealing with a lot more pressing shit than you. As for the club and Will, well we could just ride away or if you are that scared of them we can do something about it."

He looked closely at her and knew that until she had some closure in her life she was always going to be that damaged little girl. Oh sure she was never going to be fully healed but maybe he could offer her something.

"Look Nat I am not offering you all this to get you into bed with me if that is what you are thinking. I will protect you there is no problems with that, but you are going to be your own woman. Who you choose to sleep with from now on is your choice, get it. As for Will, well maybe a little accident might happen tonight before we leave. How would you like that?"

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie would love that, to have something happen to Will, preferably something permanent, fatal! But despite Matt's casual approach to her problem, Natalie knew that dealing with the man would not be as simple as Man Mountain made it out to be.

She threw her leg over her bike as she said, "No. Thank you, but ... no. This ... it isn't the time to be..."

She hesitated, staring off into the midday darkness of the thick forest. When will it be the time? she asked herself. She looked to Matt, smiled, and pressed the electric start. Her Harley fired to life, and when the roar died down to an idle, she told him, "I appreciate it, Matt, but ... I need to find a way to deal with this on my own."

She kicked her Harley into gear and gassed it, spinning the back tire around on the soft ground, flinging dirt and pine needles out into the forest. The front end barely moved, though, except to point almost directly at Matt. With less oomph, Nat moved the bike forward until she was directly next to the Crescent City Rider. She smiled wide to him, giving his torso a quick look over before releasing her right hand from the throttle and reaching down to cup his cock through his jeans. She squeezed his package, then returned her hand to her bike.

"If I ever decide to fuck someone else, Matt," she said, winking, "I'll keep you in mind."

She revved the Harley, then pulled away slowly to return to the cabin.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt was surprised by Nat's response. He would have bet any money that she would have taken him up on the offer, but he could live with it. He was still going to head out if the opportunity presented itself but he had no idea where he was going to go. His best bet was to head inland away from the spread of the toxic clouds but eventually he knew the whole world was going to be covered by them. Perhaps he could get as high as he could and try to survive it that way. Maybe steal a few gas masks from the meth lab.

As she fired up her bike he did the same with Will's.It took a few tries as it sucked in the gas, but it soon kicked over with a roar and he revved it a few times then let it idle. He watched as she handled her bike with expert precision. Again he was impressed with her skills, there were not many people that had that sort of control with a bike like hers and he shook his head that she was treated with disdain. Any one that could ride that well deserved respect.

As she drove up next to him he got the surprise of his life when she grabbed his package and confessed to him. Then as she started slowly up the path he shook his head with a wry grin on his face and rode off after her. Well that had been different. Maybe he would stick around and keep an eye on her. It might be worth it just for that half promise.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

It was less than 300 yards to the cabin, and at even that slow cautious speed the trip was over quick. And yet by the time she had reached the cabin -- where she found Kyle on the porch, smirking, as the Slit's head continued bobbing in his lap -- Natalie had already decided she would take Matt up on his offer to get away from Will.

She parked and dismounted her Harley, asking the heavy breathing VP where her Old Man was. Kyle did not answer, except only to stare at her blankly. Nat knew what that meant. She had to turn away to hide the fury that began to instantly well within her. She was not mad that Will was getting his knob shined. She was mad because she could not so easily engage in the same activities without being slapped down.

"I'm taking a walk," she told the VP, entering the cabin to snatch two beers from the hands of another club whore as she walked by. She headed back outside and glanced to Kyle's groin, then added, "Don't let me interrupt."

She headed off into the midday darkness toward an out building that had in the past served to keep the bikes dry during the rain and snow seasons, which were not that far away now. She made sure to glance meaningfully over her shoulder at the arriving Man Mountain before adding just a bit more swing to her hips ... and tight ass.

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

Kyle heard the Harley coming up the road, and he knew there was a 50-50 chance of the first rider being Natalie. He knew he should pull the Mama up from his crotch and postpone the blow job, but ... it felt so fucking good, and it wasn't like Nat hadn't seen him engaged in one sexual act or another before. So he just sat there in the old chair, his hands on the rests, his hips shifting slightly to and fro to help the Club whore.

When Natalie asked about Will's location, he considered lying, telling her the Prez was involved in some business discussion with the other Prez. But he knew that Natalie would call him on it and go looking for Will, so why put himself in the middle of their very public private life.

"I'm taking a walk," she told him when she emerged with two beers. Again he simply remained silent, his orgasm so close he could feel the explosion welling. She added as she turned and walked away, "Don't let me interrupt."

"I won't," he barely managed to get out, looking from her to the approaching Crescent City VP. He reached a hand down to entwine his fingers in the slut's long, curly hair, coaxing her to take more of him inside. Kyle turned to look toward Natalie again, seeing an extra little bumpity bump in her step. For a moment, he thought the additional shake was for him. Then he saw her glance over her shoulder to Man Mountain and realized that it was for Matt instead.

He wondered whether or not he should be concerned, and the answer, of course, was Yes. Natalie was his President's Old Lady, and as such Kyle had a responsibility to watch over her at the same time that he ensured Will remained happy. Then he wondered whether or not he should do anything about it. As he felt the orgasm rising within him, passing that point of no return, he told himself silently Let Will fucking figure it out.

Gripping the whore's hair tightly, Kyle pressed her face down into his crotch, forcing more of his cock into her mouth and throat as he exploded. The woman gagged. Kyle relaxed his control over her enough to let her recover, but kept her in place while he shot round after round of cum deep into her throat and mouth.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt parked Will's bike close to the door as was a presidents right, then saw Nat walking off angrily towards the old barn. She was carrying two beers and as she saw him she shook her ass just that bit more and he couldn't keep himself from smiling a little. Well if that was not an invitation he didn't know what was.

Getting off the bike he looked up at the porch and saw Kyle in the grips of an orgasm, Holding one of the whores head in place as he was obviously pouring a load down her throat. The rolling eyes and goofy expression were a dead giveaway. if he was not mistaken, by Nat's attitude Will must have been getting the same sort of treatment or even more inside. No wonder she was a little pissed.

Shaking his head he wandered over to the barn and found her sitting in one of the rickety old chairs that had been left out there. He grabbed the beer she handed out to him and chose a seat close to her but not too close. He was horny as hell and yes he wanted her, but he was not stupid enough to be caught with another presidents woman just yet.

"Okay Nat you wanted me here I could definitely tell that," he smirked, "But you don't have to use that sex appeal stuff with me. Just ask Nat, you know you have my respect. Now what do you want to talk about?"

He took a long pull on his beer and waited for her to start talking.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"The Oregon Caves," Natalie said without hesitation. She had had several hours by now to consider the options, and the cavern up the road seemed to be the most viable one. "We were there this morning ... burning some time..."

She hesitated recalling what she'd been doing to Will and clenched her teeth together. "The Ranger there invited everyone to stay in the cave until the fallout flew over. Will disagreed."

She hesitated another moment, contemplating the details. She knew what she wanted and she knew what she needed. Getting that needed item, though, could very well get her killed, or worse.

"The sat phone," she continued, standing before Matt and looking down upon him. She was only 5'5", but in those tall heels, she towered over him. "I need the sat phone, and on deals like this, Will keeps it in his jacket. I'm not waiting for this fucking deal to go down. I'm leaving now. But I need that phone."

She removed her leather vest, letting it drop to the straw, then with a swift movement stripped her tight fitting tee shirt up over her head, dropping it aside as well. She was not a bosomy woman, but no man she'd ever exposed her little B cups had ever turned her down for their smallish size.

She asked as she moved closer to Matt, "Will you help me?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt groaned as she stood in front of him with her pert breasts exposed. Already his erection was hurting as it strained against his tight jeans begging to be released but he was not going to fall for the 'ol honeypot trick just because it was the most luscious piece of ass that had ever been offered to him.

"Listen.." he began in a half squeaky voice before coughing and starting again. "Listen Nat, those caves are probably our best bet and Will was a fool for not staying right where he was and saving you guys." He looked her up and down and swallowed. "You are also right that we will need that Sat phone, but we can't get it right now. Oh we will get it tonight don't you worry but we have to wait."

He sat back and stared at her straight in the eyes and then kicking himself mentally for what he was about to say he opened his mouth. "Listen. Right now I would cut off my right ball to fuck you and make you scream out my name until you passed out from sheer exhaustion, but I'm not going to do it if you are only fucking me so I will help you. I'm going to do that anyway, you understand what I am saying. You and I are going to get that phone and then ride away from this place and head up to those caves and I am going to make sure that no harm comes to you and I am going to do all of that because I like you not because I want your body."

He looked up into her face to make sure she had gotten his message. He hoped to god she had and he also hoped that she would continue to do what she was about to do. He was only a male after all, but he had to make sure she was doing it for the right reasons. Matt had never forced himself on a woman and he wouldn't start now. If he had taken her up on her offer it just wouldn't have felt right.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie listened to all Matt had to say, and once the last word had left his mouth, she lifted one foot to the chair near him and began lowering the zipper on the inside of the thigh high boots that she knew always drew attention to what she considered her greatest physical attribute, her long, lean leg. She returned her foot to the barn's packed dirt floor, stepping out of the boot as she said, "I'm not doing this for you, Matt ... or to secure your help. I'm doing this for me."

She lifted her foot, letting the boot fall away to reveal her small feet and the bright red nails at the ends of her thin toes. She stepped the second foot up and began to repeat the move as she looked to the big man's groin -- where his erection was only to obvious -- and said, "Why don't you let that monster out?"

Once she was out of her boots, Natalie reached to her belt, unbuckled it, popped the snap of her riding pants, and slid them off her hips exposing those long legs that men loved to comment about. Once she wriggle out of the tight fitting covering, she stood before the VP in nothing more than the black thong she always wore when riding.

In the low light, Matt could probably see the tattoos decorating her thin form. On her left side, just below where the waist of even her lowest riding pants cut across her, was a grouping of tiny, artistically drawn flowers with tiny words in calligraphy swirling between them. Matt would not be able to read the words here and now -- at any distance greater than a foot and particularly in the low light of the barn hidden in the thick forest -- but if he or any other man was ever put his face down in between Natalie's thighs he would be able to see:

If you are close enough to read this,
the man behind you is about to cut off your balls
and shove'em up your ass. Is it worth it?"​

On the other side of her body at about the same height, was the Mayhem Rider's grim reaper drawing with Sacramento Chapter -- again in beautiful calligraphy -- curling underneath.

"You let me do this," she said firmly. She wanted to control this interaction between their two Clubs in its entirety. She gestured an extended finger to the arms of the chair in which he sat and demanded, "Grab on ... and enjoy the ride."

(OOC: I am presuming that he is readying himself for this, based upon what you said in your last post.)

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Well then he thought, Now that she had cleared that up he was through making any more excuses. It was time to follow orders and sit back and enjoy the ride.

He reached up and undid the buckle on his belt and quickly opened his pants and had them and his boxers around his ankles in mere seconds. Finally released from it's prison, his impressive eight and a half inch monster stood up high and proud. His muscular legs were surprisingly free of tattoos given how many he had on his arms and torso but he had just never gotten around to getting any put on them.

As he gazed at the long, slender legs and the very small patch of material covering the only thing that was now left to his imagination he smiled at her. "I don't know what I did to deserve this Natalie but I thank god that I did." He glanced down at his member as he grabbed hold of the chair and then smiled back up at her. "It is all yours baby, use it how you will."

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie smiled at Matt's permission, then retrieved one of her boots. She reached inside, to the little secret pocket. As she glanced down to Man Mountain's member, Natalie pulled out a switch blade and immediately clicked it open. Its six inch long blade caught about the only shaft of light cutting down through the roof and reflected it back to Matt.

She smiled at his reaction, then said, "Scared you, huh?"

She reached into her other boot and pulled out a little plastic pouch, unzipping it to extract a condom and a tiny tube of gel. Will liked to fuck Nat's ass when he was in a foul mood, and she'd learned to keep both handy because if she didn't, he would fuck her second hole anyway. She sliced the tip of the tube off, then -- turning the blade point downward -- let it fall out of her hand to stick in the dirt.

Natalie stepped forward, ripped the condom pack open with her teeth, then dropped to the packed dirt on her knees to prepare Matt for the ride she promised him.

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

With his depleted cock back in his boxers and loose fitting jeans, Kyle returned to the cabin's interior to check on the happenings there. It was as he'd expected: bikers getting laid and drunk. Sometimes the life of an outlaw biker wasn't much different than that yearned by any man.

The Crescent City chapter President emerged from one of the three small back rooms, still putting his pants and belt back together. He gave Kyle a nod and a smile, asking him if he, too, had partaken of the gifts the coastal club had brought with them. Kyle confirmed then moved quickly to the conversation he'd wanted to have once his own Prez was out of the way: the future of the Mayhem Riders.

"Are we going to stick to our present business model?" Kyle asked, as if sitting in a Sacramento board room talking to suited Directors. "Guns for drugs, only to afford more guns ... for more drugs?"

The answer he received was just as he'd expected: the Club would stick to the status quo. The world was going to need both guns and drugs even more, so why change now? Kyle didn't say so, but his concern wasn't about whether or not they would, could, or should stay in their current business. It was about whether or not they would be alive to stay in that business.

Kyle, like Natalie, had seriously considered the cave idea. He may not have made it through high school, but Kyle was no idiot. He knew what radiation was and what it did to the body. He'd been an avid fan of post-apocalyptic movies as a kid and young man, many of which had been fictitious variations of what the world was actually going through now; and when that nuke plant in Japan was creamed by that tsunami back in the early teens, he'd learned even more than the movies had taught him.

Unlike Natalie, though, Kyle was going to follow Will no matter what, even if that meant flying down I-5 on his Harley, kicking up a cloud of radioactive dust behind him as the unseen radiation it gave off slowly destroyed him from within. Will was the President, and until and unless the club voted differently, Will made the decisions.

"Lay'em out," Kyle said as he looked toward the bedroom hall way to see Dean emerging, a topless Mama clutching her arm around his waist as she blew Kyle a kiss and told him he was next. Kyle ignored the woman, then nodded to a long table, repeating, "Lay'em out. Let's make sure they're ready."

Between the available men, all of the offered weapons were laid out across the big table, each cleaned and wiped down to present a good impression for the buyers. Between the two chapters, they'd brought with them 3 AK-47s, semi-automatics but easily convertible to full auto; two Israeli made Uzi automatic pistols, one compact enough to be easily hid under a jacket, another with the extended barrel and metal tube stock; half a dozen Glocks, in both 9mm and .45 caliber; and more. The Sacramento club had more than 700 units hidden amongst their three warehouses; and the Crescent City club had even more.

The meth dealers, who were white supremacists, had connections through out Northern California and the Pacific Northwest, as far east as Montana and Colorado. The hope before the nuclear attacks had been to sell the dope dealers a few dozen units for their own protection. Now, however, with the end of world seeming to be upon them, Will and Kyle were hoping that the cooks would buy a couple of hundred units. But, there was simply no way of knowing.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

(OOC: this continues the post two above, which I had been unable to complete due to limited time.)

Natalie reached out without hesitation and grasped Matt's engorged cock. He was rock hard. She squeezed his shaft firmly, kneading it as she watched his reaction. She was good at pleasing a man. Will had never been shy about coaching her at pleasing him. But this night was about Natalie's own pleasure.

She stroked the Man Mountain up and down a few times, then squirted some of the lube out onto his cock's swollen head. She massaged it up and down his full length before rolling the condom down his shaft. Again, she applied lube. The inner and outer coatings would make the protected fuck more comfortable for Matt, which was important as most men would prefer sex bare back instead.

Once he was prepared, Natalie stood again and pulled the thong off her waist, dropping it to the dirt before stepping out of it. She didn't hesitate to climb into Matt's lap, grasping his body and moving forward. She grasped the latex wrapped shaft, lifted herself above it, toyed it against her, and lowered. She groaned at the feel of him at her opening. Matt was bigger than Will, both in length and girth. She knew it was going to hurt for a bit, but she didn't care. She needed this. Although she had been with other men during her seven years with Will, each encounter had been ordered by her Old Man, for one purpose or another, all for the club. Matt was the first man she'd been with dating back to when she was still jail bait who was her choice.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt sat in the chair and just enjoyed the sights and sensations that Natalie provided him. He had been afraid that he had been set up when she pulled the knife from her boot and he had been preparing to defend himself when she had smiled and produced the lube and condom.

He had settled back and enjoyed the sensations as she had grasped his engorged cock and played with it then lubed it up. He sighed in pleasure as she rubbed it in and then rolled the condom down over his shaft and then lubed him up again.

He was in heaven and then he watched as she stood up and removed her thong and he saw her in all her glory. His mouth half gaped open and a low whistle of appreciation escaped his lips. Without a doubt she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and he was going to have the privilege of fucking her.

She straddled his lap and it was a struggle not to grab her hips and thrust himself up into her, but he knew he must let her set the pace. He again stifled a groan as she grabbed his shaft and lowered herself upon him. As he felt his head enter her warm cavern he just couldn't help himself any longer. "God Nat you are so tight. Take your time baby, there is no need to rush. I want you to feel good and have a nice ride, Let's both enjoy ourselves here okay."

He sat very still enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy slowly taking him inside. He looked at Nat's face wanting to burn the look on it into his brain it was so beautiful. He knew his job for now was just to sit and wait. Soon he would be allowed to move, but for now everything was up to her.