Black Dogs Motorcycle Club: Full Series Box Set (63 page)

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TWO ~

To Madison, it felt
like Dax was staring directly into her soul as the two of them locked eyes.  It
was if he was reading her, weighing what she was saying against what she was
feeling.  Determining if this teenager was worth his time.  She wasn't sure,
then, if she felt more relieved or terrified when his mouth finally raised up
in a smirk, and he suddenly reached forward and hooked his hands under her
arms, lifting her from her feet and then walking her backwards until she felt
her thighs hit the table behind her.  Dax plopped her down so she was sitting
on the hard white surface, and then he pushed his body between her legs so that
he was close enough to her that his chest was pressing up against her big
breasts.  Sitting on the table, Madison was now at the same height as Dax.  Her
eyes looked down quickly at his lips which were tantalizingly close to her
own.  They were parted, and she could feel his warm breath as he breathed.  She
wondered if he could feel hers, and if he could tell how quickly she was
breathing or hear how hard her heart was pounding.

She wasn't
sure how long it was that he paused, his breath hot against her lips, but
finally he dove forward, giving her no chance to stop him.  His lips caught
onto hers and his teeth bit down, causing her to gasp in pain.  With her mouth
open, Dax's tongue snaked in and pressed hard against hers, instigating a
reaction. Her own tongue responded. 

As their
lips touched she felt him immediately press himself forward, her thighs being
spread wider as his hips moved against hers.  The stubble from his chin and
upper lip scratched at her as their faces pressed into the urgent kiss, but the
tongue wrestling with her own distracted her from it.  Her arms lifted up and
she dropped them down on his shoulders, melting into their oral embrace.

They'd only
just begun to kiss when she felt his hands reach up and grasp her breasts
firmly, squeezing them above her shirt, pressing the fabric against her flesh. 
She let out a little moan, which was more than enough encouragement for the
well built biker.  One hand continued to squeeze her above the shirt, unwilling
to disengage completely, but the other dropped down to the hem and slipped
underneath.  She felt his rough fingertips touch her sensitive belly,
scratching her lightly with calloused palms that slid upwards along her skin. 
Goose bumps formed instantly along her stomach, and a chill ran up her spine
that caused her to shiver in delight.

His hand
reached the edge of her breast and traced a finger all the way around it, as if
measuring how big it was with his hands before he finally cupped one of them
tightly.  Just as his tongue began to spin around her own, his hand traced a
similar pattern along her tit.  As the circle on her breast tightened, his
fingers found her nipple and began to roll it between two fingers, squeezing
tightly even as his palm continued to knead against the rest of her breast.

Dax squeezed
her nipple harder, causing her mouth to open in gasp.  Taking advantage, he
pressed his tongue even deeper into her mouth and then moved his hand to the
other breast to give it the same treatment.  Her shirt was pushed most of the
way up to her neck now, so she took her hands off of his neck and yanked it
completely off of her body, dropping it to the floor next to them and breaking
their kiss.

With a
grunt, Dax dipped his head down now that his lips were free.  He closed them
around one of her exposed nipples and she felt his teeth bite roughly against
the sensitive nub.  She cried out in a bizarre mixture of pleasure and pain,
surprised at how the spark against her breast seemed to cause a flood of
moisture to leak from between her thighs.  She could feel Dax pressing his
crotch against hers and even through the fabric of their pants she could tell
he was already very hard.  Madison dropped her head down to the side of Dax's
head and started to kiss the stubble along his cheek and bite lightly at his
ear. 

Now that his
mouth had found her nipple and she had pulled off her shirt, both of his hands
grabbed her tits and began to squeeze.  She had more than a handful, but he
still tried to squeeze as much of the flesh beneath his palms as he could.  Her
big pale breasts felt free and cool now that they weren't covered, and her face
reddened as she realized she was half naked in front of this strange man,
letting him play roughly with her breasts.  She was embarrassed by how turned
on she felt, and knew she was almost powerless now before him.

Madison's
nipples were both being directly stimulated now as the fingers of his other
hand closed around her free pink bud.  She lifted her head up to breathe deeply
against the pleasure in her chest, and was surprised to see Troy standing a few
feet away, she had almost forgot about the other man.

When she saw
what he was doing, though, her eyes widened in shock.  Troy had undone his
pants and pulled his underwear down, exposing a long thin cock that matched his
wiry body.  He was already hard, and was rubbing it in long exaggerated strokes
as he watched his MC brother.  When he saw her notice him, he gave a little
smirk, tugging extra hard at the end of his cock and then starting to caress
himself even faster.

The sight of
the older man's cock spurred Madison to action.  She'd known she was horny before,
but she hadn't realized just how much until she had started getting touched by
Dax, but finally seeing a cock after months of being sexually neglected took
her to a whole other level of longing.

She dropped
her hands down to Dax's pants and started to work on the button of his jeans as
he continued to squeeze her breasts and nibble on her nipples.  With a jerk she
loosened them and then drove her hand down into their depths until she found
the object of her desire.  When her soft small hand wrapped around his manhood,
she felt it throb and grow almost immediately, and the lips that were wrapped
around her nipple paused for a second. 

Dax pulled
his head back and looked down at her hand that had now pulled him free of his
underwear.  With a quick glance up to her face again, he reached forward and
pulled her down from the table. He hooked his thumbs into her own pants and
then with one firm yank pulled them down her legs, along with her panties,
causing her to momentarily lose her grip on his cock.

She stepped
out of her pants, leaving her completely naked except for her shoes.  When Dax
was standing again her hand went back and grabbed his warm tool once more,
running her palm along the ridged surface and feeling the heat between her legs
grow even hotter.  She couldn't believe how horny she was.  She wasn't sure if
she really wanted to go all the way, especially with Troy in the room, but she
wasn't quite sure how to stop things at this point.  And she definitely wasn't
sure that she even wanted to.  It was bizarrely exciting, despite her lack of
control and the voyeuristic older biker that was rubbing his dick just a few
feet away.

Suddenly
Dax's big hand slapped against her shoulder, pressing hard until she had no
choice but to drop to her knees.  She knew immediately what he was asking for,
but she paused, considering whether she should continue.

"You
ain't stopping now," she heard Troy say from behind Dax. 

She looked
up at the bald headed biker in front of her.  His grey eyes regarded her coolly
before he spoke. "Are you a girl or a woman?" he said, taunting her. 
"You want to ride with us, or go back to your easy little life?"

It was
suddenly clear that Dax knew exactly what was motivating her.  He could read
her feigned tough girl attitude and see it for what it was - and act by a girl
that had had an easy life and was looking for some excitement.  He'd probably
seen girls like her often, and she wondered how many of them actually went
through with it.

"I told
you she was just a girl," she heard Troy say.  "Send her back to her
Momma."

No!   She
wasn't like the others.  She wanted this.  She needed a change from her easy
life, and this was what made her heart beat.  This made her feel alive.  She
reached forward quickly, grabbing hold of the biker's pants and wriggling them
down his muscled thighs.  His cock was very large, and it flopped towards her
as she freed it from his pants.  As soon as it was available, Madison wrapped
her fingers around the shaft again and opened her mouth, sliding his purplish
head between her lips and over her tongue.  Dax let out a groan right away, and
she matched it with a moan of her own.  This felt right.  She would show this
tough biker that she could satisfy him, and in turn, maybe he would realize
that she wasn't some weak little flower.

Her head
began to bob up and down the thick warm shaft with her hand following behind
it, sliding along the thick layer of saliva and pre-cum she was leaving
behind.  From the corner of her eye, she could see Troy starting to inch
forward.  Now that it was clear how far Madison was willing to go, the other
biker was anxious to get in on the action instead of having to take care of
himself in the corner.

Reaching out
her hand, she beckoned him forward and as soon as he was close enough she
wrapped her free fingers along his thin shaft, giving it a long rub and then
tugging him even closer.  If she was going to do this, she was going to go full
steam ahead.

The two men
were now side by side, and Madison let her mouth come off of Dax's thickness
and move immediately to the thinner cock of Troy.  It was much easier to slide
his dick between her lips, but much less satisfying.  She much preferred the
fullness of a really thick dick in her mouth.  As she moved her lips around Troy,
she made sure to continue jacking Dax in order to keep him hard enough that she
could move quickly to the main event.

Troy's hands
gripped her blond hair and she could feel his fist tightening as he tried to
urge her mouth to move faster along his slick shaft.  She complied for another
minute or two, but then firmly pulled away until he reluctantly let go.  She
moved back to Dax, giving him another couple of slides along her tongue and
then she pulled off him as well and stood up.  With a meaningful look, she
turned around and leaned across the table in front of her, raising her ass and
spreading her legs, knowing that a man like Dax would be unable to ignore this
very obvious invitation.  She was sure he could see her wet lips, but her small
downy patch of blond pubic hair was probably hidden from his view.

Dax didn't
disappoint her.  She felt his strong hand cup her sex at first, fingers
pressing into her wet warmth in an effort to gauge her readiness.  When he
found how wet she was already, he withdrew his fingers and she felt the head of
his thick cock pressing against her opening instead.  Using his fist to guide
himself, he lined himself up and then pushed slowly forward, not stopping until
he had sunk completely into her womb. 

Madison let
out a loud moan of pleasure as the older man shoved into her.  The thickness of
his cock made her able to feel each inch of him as it stimulated the insides of
her pussy.  "Fuck that's tight," she heard him say with a long sigh. 
"Fuck..."

His hands
gripped her hips hard, his nails digging into her flesh as he pulled out of her
and then slammed back in.  She let out an involuntary cry as his hips slapped
against her ass and she had to grip the edge of the table to keep from sliding
to far forward. 

Her breathing
was coming in rapid gasps as the cock in her pussy sawed back and forth.  Her
eyes were screwed tightly shut in an effort to shut out any extraneous stimuli
from distracting her from the pleasure between her legs.  She was shocked,
then, as she felt something pressing into her open mouth.  Her eyes snapped
open and all she could see was the dark black pubic hair of Troy as he tried to
work his cock between her lips.

With a
mental shrug, she opened her mouth wider to let the man push himself in.  She
had, after all, extended the invitation to both of them initially, and she was
in no position to argue right now.  She wasn't even sure she had a choice, but
that made it even hotter.  She was now thankful that his cock wasn't that
thick, leaving her able to concentrate on the pleasure in her pussy and not
have to worry too much about what was happening in her mouth.

     Dax was
leaning forward now as he fucked her, slamming hard into her hips with each
powerful thrust.  Both of his hands hand moved to the sides of her body and he
was pressing them between her chest and the table, trying to work them under in
order to cup her tits again.  To help, she lifted her chest slightly, putting
more pressure on her elbows to support her weight.  Dax now grabbed a hold of
both of her big tits, squeezing them tightly as he continued to ram into her
from behind.