Chapter 2
Reginald Dexter threw his colors down on the grass by the side of the mountain stream. The back of the jacket gleamed up at him in the moonlight; the club insignia and the name. Across the top of the jacket in bold, blood red letters was the label:
DEVILS.
He dropped his shirt on top of the jacket and knelt to the stream. Bitch, he thought, rotten cunt. He bathed the deep tears in his cheek and watched the blood ebb away in the water. "One of these days," he whispered to himself. "One of those fucking days I'll beat her ass blue, stick a needle in her arm, and sell her to a Chinaman."
He was referring to his own cycle momma, Rusty. He didn't even know her last name, but that wasn't unusual. She was just his current cycle momma and she was the first one he'd ever had that he couldn't control. Rusty wasn't like the rest of the mommas. She played by her own rules. She rumbled when she felt like it, and only if she felt like it. And she fucked when she felt like it and only when she felt like it.
Luckily, for both of them, that was mast of the time. Except that particular night. She told him that she just didn't feel like it.
"That's tough shit, baby," he said. "When I feel like it, is what matters. When I wanna swing... we swing."
"The shit we do," she spat back at him, and added, ..... "Reginald."
"I tol' ya about tat," he hissed. For years, since he had first formed the Devils, Reginald Dexter had been simply called, Leader. That's the way he wanted it. Like most of the men who followed him, they had phony first names and no last names.
It was only right that his phony first name should be Leader; that's what he was. Reginald Dexter only became a reality when the cops booked him or when he would get stopped and didn't want to get booked. Then he would get out his driver's license and the cop would have a good laugh.
Leader had ripped her blouse off when she'd tried to get away from him.
"Cool it, you asshole," she shouted.
"I want your cunt, baby," he said.
"I ain't up to it. Later." "Now!"
"Screw you! Go beat it off!"
He slapped her and tackled her at the same time. They hit the round and she melted. He buried his face between the full, firm expanse of her hot-tipped breasts and laved their nipples with his tongue. She lay still beneath him, straddling his waist with her thighs and running her hands up and down his back under his jacket.
Like any other time they argued, no matter who won, she won. Her tits were glorious, beautiful. They were the only pair in the world for him. They were like her cunt, one of a kind. Wiry blonde hair, that didn't match her head, covered the wide cuntal mound. It was always moist and ready. At least when she wanted it to be.
She was beautiful and he was pussy whipped.
He raised his head from, her breasts and looked into the pools of her clear, green eyes. "Jesus, Momma, you're beautiful."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. . . the most beautiful cunt in the world."
"You really think so?"
"Yeah."
"Then wait a while."
"I can't baby. You make me look bad in front of the guys."
"I make you look good when we ball in front of em.
"Then let's ball," he said, hearing the other cyclists inside the clearing chatter to their mommas as they all watched The Leader and Rusty.
"Later," she insisted.
"Now dammit, you fucking bitch! I'm gonna fuck you right now!"
"Suck off," she said, digging her nails into his cheek and ripping away flesh as she rolled from beneath him.
"The bitch," he moaned, lying back on the grassy incline by the stream. "She got the greatest body and the greatest pussy in the world but somewhere there's one better. There always is another one better just around the next curve ... and when I find it..."
He heard a sound in the bushes not ten feet away and reached for the knife in his boot. Then he recognized the moaning whispers as Cissy, and the growling urgings as Tiny. He relaxed back into the pass.
Leader could hear leaves and twigs crackling on the pound as the bodies twisted and turned. He rolled his head to the side and barely made out Tiny's big, bare ass humping in the moonlight. He and Cissy fucked all the time. Even Leader couldn't keep up with the big man. At one outing everyone had thrown the equivalent of a case of beer in the kitty and bet Tiny couldn't fuck every one of the mommas into orgasm.
It took him, two and a half hours, but he did it.
"Oh Jesus, Tiny, honey, baby," Cissy moaned. "I love your big fuckin' dick."
The giant only growled and kept humping.
Leader was a little envious of Tiny, as were all the Devils. If he were a smaller man in stature, he would be a freak. His cock matched his tremendous bulk and the huge hose almost seemed normal on such a man. They had measured it hard one night. It reached fourteen inches in length and three and a half inches thick.
Tiny was one hung stud. That's why any girl who wanted to be a momma in the Devils had to handle Tiny first. She had to swallow him and take him up her ass and up her cunt. And all the mamas had done it. All of them, that is; except Rusty.
She had refused, and Leader had let her because he was so hot for her body himself. It was the only time Leader had ever gone back on his own rules. Jakey had warned him, saying, "Be careful, Leader. A cunt like that will ruin ya."
But he'd done it anyway and, curse her ass, he hadn't regretted it. Damn she was beautiful, and some kind of good fuck. She could do things to his cock with her asshole and pussy that no woman had ever done before.
Leader got a hard-on just thinking about her. The wild fuck session beside him didn't help any.
He could hear their lips smack as they ended a kiss and the regular slap, slap of their flesh as Tiny poured his elephant-sized cock into her cunt. Leader wondered absently if he was fucking her in the cunt. Cissy liked it anywhere. Tiny might be reaming out her ass right there beside, him, There were little gasps and moans from Cissy.
Tiny urged her on with words like, "Oh, fuck my cock, oh baby..feels good...wiggle it! Jam your hot ass around a little more!"
"I can feel it way in me," Cissy whispered. "It's so nice to have it inside. Pump harder! I want it faster. Gimme all your cock!"
Tiny followed her directions and the bodice went wild. Leader couldn't tell whose moans and groans were whose as the intensity of the fuck increased. His erection was painful. He could toil when they were kissing because they would no longer be breathing so loudly. Then, suddenly, when they were through kissing, the loud breathing would resume.
It seemed to go on forever. They were moving, wiggling, twisting, and humping like crazy. Their words and the frenzied bodies became more frantic the longer it lasted.
"I'm comin', lover.. . comin' good, real good," Leader heard Cissy moan. "Feeling. . . feeling so good all over.., your cock, Tiny lover, your cock is good, good, good!"
And that all words became mush as they convulsed through a wild climax. When the excitement had died down they started whispering again.
"C'mere," Tiny growled. "I want some more." Leader could hear her roll against him. They kissed, their mouths noisily sucking on one another's tongues. Soon they were excited all over again.
"I want you inside me again," Cissy said in her coy, little girl voice. "But this time I want to be on top while we fuck."
Leader heard the rustle as they changed positions. Then he heard her whispering again.
"Baby's got such a big, sweet hunk of cock meat. Momma Cissy loves to play with her Daddy's cock. Let me jerk it off for a little bit. Jesus, it takes both my fucking hands!"
"Put a lotta spit on it, honey. Make it good and gooey!" Tiny said, and then sighed in delight as she obviously complied.
"Feels great, don't it, honey?" Cissy said. "That's a handful of my pussy juice and your cum I'm puttin' on your balls. God, they're so fuckin' heavy!"
Tiny could hardly control himself as she jerked his prick and fondled his balls. Leader could tell from the writhing sounds, his body made. He could even hear the sound of Cissy's hands as they stroked up and down on Tiny's slippery, erect prick.
"Move around to the side a little, honey," Tiny moaned, "so's I can get my fist up your cunt."
Within seconds Cissy was gasping and squirming. Leader fisted his own cock harder as he pictured what was happening; Cissy sitting on top of Tiny, with her legs on either side of his body, while her hands worked up and down his stiff, greasy cock.
At the same time his balled fist would be reaming her cunt, causing friction on her clit.
"Get two or three of your fingers gooey with pussy juice," Cissy moaned, "and shave 'em up my ass."
Leader was practically climbing up a hill. "Now let's fuck," Tiny said.
"That's it," Cissy said. "Slide it in! That's right .. you're fillin' me up, honey.., now pump slow. I want this one to last."
And last it did. It seemed to go on forever until Leader couldn't take another minute of it. He grabbed his clothes and crawled toward the writhing bodies.
"Who's that?" Tiny said, gasping and pausing in mid-stroke.
"It's me... Leader. You two mind if I join in a bit?"
"Shit no, Leader," Tiny laughed. "You know Cissy. Find a hole."
"Hell yes, Leader," Cissy echoed. "You hard?" She once again started bouncing up and down on Tiny's cock.
"Like a rack," Leader said, rising up on his knees and laying his prick across her rocking tits.
"Get down by Tiny's feet," Cissy said, and pulled her cunt off the giant's cock with a slurping sound. She then shifted her position so her ass was facing Tiny's face and her head was between his legs, poised over Leader's hard-on.
Once again she fitted her soaking pussy over his gigantic upright prick. Tiny gripped her ass and filled her cunt with his cock. At once Cissy began to exercise herself up and down its, throbbing length as she swallowed Leader's cock to its root.
Tiny spread the asshole bouncing before his eyes with his thumbs. When it was good and gooey with his spit he put a second, and then a third finger up her ass. Eventually he had his squeezed hand inserted up her ass to the heel. He fucked her ass with his hand in the same tempo as his cock filled her cunt.
Cissy moaned around the throatful of Leader's cock and performed the same operation with her hand on Leader's ass. She had every hole filled and she fucked like a wild woman. Beneath her, she could feel his hands tugging and squeezing her tits.
"That's it, that's it," Leader said, as she bounced her head up and down on his cock.
Her teeth scraped the hell out of his cockhead as she really got into the swing of it and sucked for all she was worth. He threw a load down her throat and paused so he could come again.
Cissy gagged on the cum for a second, then let it slide on down to her belly and started fucking again. Tiny was probing both her holes like a wild man. Then she lifted her head off Leader's cock and used her hand to masturbate him while she talked herself through a climax.
"I'm gettin' there... shove a little harder, Tiny, honey... oh, shit, heaven's on the way . . . I'm close, so fucking close.. . there, there... I'm over!" As she came she jammed her face back over Leader's pulsing cock.
Tiny growled. "Keep your ass movin', honey, I'm next! Yeah.., hey.. . like that! Just like that! Ohhh, sheeeeeit, that is the sweetest!"
They all shot off together in spirals of cum and cunt juice. They rolled away from each other practically at the same time. Leader was temporarily satiated but Tiny was still panting for more. Leader dressed and, as he moved away toward the camp, he saw Tiny pulling her head down over his cock.
"Lick my dick, Cissy baby, lick it good. It's damn near hard again."
Weird, he taught, as he made his way back to camp, real weird. He knew Tiny was a little off balance and his cycle momma, Cissy, was probably not playing with quite a full deck as well. But they were cool to have around at parties and in a rumble. Tiny was murder in a fight. It never hurt to have three hundred twenty pounds of pure muscle on your side in any fight.
And that was Tiny.
Leader walked into the campsite. Half the guys were drunk already, or stoned, and the other half were grabbing off a quick piece from their mommas or somebody else's before getting drunk or stoned.
He crossed the clearing toward his bed roll and he and Rusty's private fire. On the way he asked about Jakey. No one had seen the second in command.
Leader moved on. He'd picked a good spot. Below they could see the lights of the little town. Ridges crawled up either side of them giving protection from passing state troopers and any other motorists who might happen along. They had set up camp along side a winding, narrow stream. A warm breeze rustled through the trees around them as he slid into the light of the fire beside her.
She smiled at him, her red hair forming a halo of fire around her beautiful face.
"It's later," she said.
By rights Leader knew he should be fucked out for at least an hour. Cissy's mouth had done some kind of job on his cock. But the sight of Rusty's hair, her heaving tits, and the rest of her perfect body, even fully clothed, made his cock throb anew.
"I thought you weren't up to it," he said.
"That was before. I tol' ya ..... now it's later."
"What if I ain't up to it. Cissy just gave me one hell of a blow-job."
Rusty shrugged. "Then I'll go fuck Tiny. I know that big, dumb shit's got a lot left. He's always got a fucking hard-an."
"Are you tryin' to be difficult?" he said, planting a kiss on her lips. When she didn't answer him, he unrolled the sleeping bag and took off his clothes.
She watched with excitement as he unbuckled his pants and unzipped his fly and let his pants drop. And then he removed his shorts and shirt. He stood in front of the fire. Its glowing embers played a sensuous glow against his lean, muscular body. His cock was half-erect as he stared at her, displaying himself in the firelight. Without saying a word she followed his example. Once both of them were naked, they stood in front of the fire, warming their bodies and kissing each other all over.
Leader took her hand and placed it on his thick prick. She rubbed it slowly, enjoying the excitement of having it grow as she fondled it until it was hard and erect, pushing against her belly.
He then began feeling her breasts and kissing them. The combined feeling of his mouth and the fire's warmth made her feel as though she were about to melt. She became aware of his fingers sliding along the lips of her moistening cunt. She kissed his chest, running her lips over his taut nipples. It brought a shudder of desire to his body.
He dropped to his knees in front of her and began kissing her belly and navel. She spread her legs and watched as his kisses descended to her crotch, to her cuntal entrance. She trembled as his tongue probed her slit. It moved up and down and then massaged her hard clit.
"Yes, baby, suck my cunt a little," she said, placing her hands on the back of his head and pressing his face closer to her passionate pit.
He licked and kissed her inner thighs up to her cunt, and then tongued the pubic area. Rusty could feel her cunt dripping with the moisture of desire. It was running down the insides of her legs as his kissing sounds turned into passionate slurps. The pleasure he was giving her made her legs shake and her hips pump slowly.
After a while, he stopped. "My turn," he said, standing up and hugging her, his stiff prick pressing against her pubic mound.
She knew what he meant and didn't hesitate to do it. Once on her knees in front of him, she went into a frenzy. She couldn't get enough of his body. First she licked and sucked gently on his balls, causing him to moan with pleasure. Then she clasped the base of his erection in her hand and pulled it down so that the bulbous head was level with her mouth.
"Oh shit, oh shit, honey. Cissy can suck a cock, but nothing like you! Nothing like you!"
She heard him suck in his breath when she began taking his prick into her mouth, moving her wet lips back and forth over the ridges. Sometimes she sucked and other times she just moved her tongue back and forth over his heated cock.
"Oh shit, Rusty! Your mouth is so good! That's it.. . keep sucking... SUCK!"
As she sucked, she tickled his balls with her fingertips. It seemed as though he wasn't going to be able to stand up any longer. His entire body was moving convulsively, moving in little jerks and squirms. It gave Rusty pleasure to know that each of his sudden movements agreed with her lips moving over his bulging cockhead. The faster she did it, the more excited he became. She wondered if he was going to climax. It seemed as though he was going to reach his peak any second.
He stopped her and led her to the open sleeping bag. They lay down together, his head by her cunt and his cock bobbing against her face.
He spread her thighs and opened her cuntlips wide. With a wild groan, his tongue plunged up into her pussy. As soon as Rusty felt the exquisite sensation, she took his throbbing cock into her mouth and moved her lips back and forth over its length. The better his kisses felt, the more of his cock she took, until each of her strokes began at the very base of his root and moved up the shaft and over the head and then back down again.
Leader moved his finger back and forth over her puckered asshole while he continued kissing and sucking her clit. When he plunged it inside, Rusty could feel the pleasure deep within her. She especially liked it when he wriggled his finger at the same time that he fondled her tit. The delicious sensations, were all over her body. It made her suck even harder on his prick, trying to concentrate on the magic cockhead that made him quiver.
Soon their bodies were rubbing against each other tightly. Their perspiration lubricated their movements as their sucking intensified. She knew he was about to come. She could feel his prick twitching and getting hotter in her mouth, and it made her even more excited. As she shook with ecstasy, reaching the breathless pinnacle of pleasure, she felt his warm, slick cum shooting into her throat. He pumped glob after glob until her mouth was full.
Rusty swallowed all his jizz and swiveled her hips around until her syrupy cunt was directly under his still semi-stiff cock. She was about to plunge upward with her hips and impale her pussy on his prick when the campsite erupted with the roar of a motorcycle and, above it, Jakey's loud voice.
"Hey, hey, HEY. . . Jakey and Momma Sheba have done arrived.., who wants to FUCK?"