Out of nowhere, Kyle pulled out the plug with one hard pull. “OH, FUCK!” I screamed in pain. This time, it hurt even harder. The plug was long and thick, so it truly felt as if my hole was destroyed by such a sudden movement. “What was that for? That hurt!” I turned around.
“You want to please me?” Kyle then asked, looking at me in the eyes.
“I do…” I said, defeated.
“Then remember that, right now, you’re just a bitch to be used by me.” Kyle made it clear. I said that he could use me until nighttime, so I must obey him until then.
“Yes sir…” I looked down. His hand then held my chin, forcing me to look at his face.
“I want you to mean it, bitch!” He shouted.
“Yes, sir!” I responded as if I were a soldier following the general’s orders.
“Good bitch…” Kyle’s face turned into a smirk. “Now turn back around.”
I did as I was asked, returning to the position I was in before Kyle removed my plug. Kyle’s hands then went back to groping me, now starting to spread my cheeks apart. Then I could feel something cold. I remembered that cold feeling from earlier in the day. Kyle was ready to go in. As he finished spreading the cold liquid on my hole, I heard the zipper of his leather pants go down. His pants fell to the ground, and seconds later, his underwear did too. I began breathing in and out, trying to relax back there to let Kyle in. I remembered the fact that Kyle had the biggest dick out of the three bikers, so I knew that this would be harder to take than Will’s fingers.
I could then feel the tip of Kyle’s hard cock poking at my slightly open hole. I was worried, but it was clear that Kyle didn’t care about my feelings. Some pain began to appear as I felt my hole start to stretch. “Damn,” I managed to say under my breath. The thickness of just the tip was greater than Will’s fingers. I could even say it was thicker than the plug.
“Even with the plug, your ass is really tight!” Kyle began to tease. Kyle then began to go deeper into me. It hurt. I couldn’t see Kyle’s dick going into me, but I remembered it being close to 9 inches in length. He was just an inch in, and it already hurt like hell.
I tried not to make a noise, but it was hard. I started to bite the sheets, even knowing that they were probably filled with the sweat and cum of the three bikers from previous encounters. As Kyle’s cock got just over halfway in my hole, I couldn’t hide it anymore. “Fuck!” I whined.
“Does it hurt?” Kyle stopped moving.
“Kind of…” I answered, making a bit of an understatement of how I really felt.
“Fine, I’ll go slower.” For once, Kyle seemed to care about me. He started to push into me again, but slower. It took some time, but I somehow managed to take his nine inches into my hole. My hole was stretched wide, and the pain was not going away, but I wanted Kyle to enjoy this. “So now what, bitch?” He asked me as he slapped my cheek again.
“I want…” I didn’t know what to say at that point.
“Tell me what you want me to do now, bitch!” He slapped my ass again.
I moaned in response, the pain starting to vanish.
“Say it, bitch!” He cried out.
“Fuck me!” I moaned, lifting my head from the foul bedsheets. I finally accepted the role I had at the moment. I was Kyle’s bitch.
“That’s what I wanted to hear!” I could feel it in Kyle’s voice. This was about to get juicy.
Kyle began moving fairly fast. His hips moved back and forth, his dick moving swiftly inside of me, going a few inches in and out every time. It started to feel really damn good, making me go even crazier than ever before. This was really the most amazing feeling I was going to have with the bikers. My mind was numb with pleasure with every thrust. The rythmic slap of my ass was music to my ears and the perfect companion to the great feeling I was having inside of me.
“Now, speak up; how does it feel, bitch?” He began with a bit of dirty talk.
“So… Mmh… Good!” I moaned, matching the thrusts with every word.
He was fucking me hard and so good, making sure that every time a thrust of his thrust me forward, the strong grip he had on my hips would send me back for the next. It was the perfect rhythm. My hole was being filled with 9 inches of meat with every thrust. It almost seemed as if it wasn’t my first time.
“You sure are taking it pretty well!” Kyle said, also between his grunts and moans. I didn’t respond; I just kept moaning loudly, not caring whether Will or Hank heard me from outside. “You’re also pretty loud!” Kyle continued. “You want Will to hear how good of a surprise you were? You want Hank to hear how good I’m training his next bitch?”
“Yes!” I moaned out “Please!”
“Turn around. I want to see the dumb faces you make as you moan.” He said this, briefly removing his cock from my ass. Not wanting my hole to be empty for much longer, I got on my back, forced to look at Kyle’s face as he fucked me. “That’s a good bitch,” he said as he pushed back inside me. As he began thrusting, our moaning continued. This position was completely new to me. I had only tried to get stuff inside me while I was on all fours, but having my legs spread out in this way showed me a completely different feeling of pleasure I didn’t expect. It felt amazing.
I was just a moaning mess. I could feel the sweat running down my face, which probably looked red from the workout that was this situation. “What a cute face you have.” Kyle teased again. “Your moans are making… mmhh… are making me crazy…” He moaned, moving his head forward toward mine. I remembered how to do this part. I opened my mouth wide, tongue out, and a drop of saliva fell on my chest. Kyle’s mouth met mine, and our tongues started to wrestle with each other. As we kept making out, Kyle’s thrust started to speed up. I struggled to keep going at the kiss, so I just moaned as Kyle’s tongue played with mine.
His speeding thrusts felt as if every time he went in, he got deeper inside of me. As he stopped kissing me, he placed his arms beneath my legs, scooping me up. “Okay, I need you to grab onto me. Hold my shoulders or from behind my neck.” He said it, this time with a calming voice. I followed orders, putting my hands behind his neck and grabbing my own hand.
As he noticed I was ready, while still fucking my ass with a remarkable pace, he lifted me up by the legs. He was carrying me as if I weighed nothing. He was lifting me off his cock, and gravity would then plop me right down, plunging his dick fully inside me each time. Kyle really wanted me in every position he could get me in, and I wasn’t complaining. I kept hugging him as he fucked my ass in a carry position, moaning into his right ear. He then whispered in my ear. “I can’t believe how tight you still are after taking me for this long.”
“Then loosen it… mmhh… up… mmhh… then…” I was moaning between my words. I was really out of breath, but I wanted more. My eyes were droopy, and my face looked as if my brain had melted. My mind was broken. I couldn’t think of anything more than that hard, throbbing cock that was going in and out of me each second.