He stops the motorcycle in front of an old house. There are a bunch of bikes parked in front. He gets off the bike and takes my hand. I swing off and notice a wet spot on his seat.
"Dammit girl, you leaked all over my seat." He says and grabs my uniform skirt and wipes off his seat.
I stand there like an idiot and then he pulls me behind him as we walk toward the house. I follow like a puppy as we go through the front door. There are at least 10 guys gathered around the front room. Some are watching TV, some are playing cards but all are drinking beer. There are a lot of beer cans around.
"Hey, Denny. Nice piece you got there. Trolling the daycares now?" I hear one of them say and a roar of laughter follows.
"She is a hot one. Look at those fucking legs! We gonna get a shot at that when you're done?" Another voice and another roar.
We walk past the table with the card game and he stops to talk to one of the guys. I don't really listen closely to their conversation. I am looking out at the sea of guys. They are all staring at me, most of them rubbing themselves and licking their lips. I feel like a rabbit in the lion's cage. I feel something touch my leg and I turn. The guy he is talking to is rubbing my left leg while he is talking to my biker. He seems to be sort of a leader. His hand moves up my inner thigh and my legs spread a little instinctively. He runs his hand between my legs and cups my ass. He pulls back across my pussy and slides a finger between my moist lips. I shiver.
"The game room should be open." I hear the leader biker say and his hand grabs my inner thigh.
"Thanks." My biker says.
"Sweetheart, I don't know where he got you but if you get tired of this schmuck I will be right here. I would love to get a hold of a sweet piece like you." The leader says and looks right at me with piercing blue eyes.
I just stare and then my biker pulls me away. He drags me down the hall as the guys continue to make obscene noises and yell out what they would do to my body. He opens a door and leads me into a room. He closes the door and walks me over to a pool table. He lifts me and sits me on the edge. He doesn't waste any time as he moves between my legs and kisses me hard. I am taken a little by surprise and his tongue darts into my mouth. I gag a little and make a grunting noise. He pulls away and looks at me. He really does look ok, he is not your typical biker. He is clean shaven, his hair is short and he has all his teeth. His smile is actually kind of nice.
