One Rough Night (BWWM Motorcycle Erotic Romance) (4 page)

I got into my car and
pulled out of the driveway, thinking about how this first day was going to go.
Would I get there on time? Would I meet any hot guys?

When I stepped behind the
bar my eyes instantly traveled around, searching for a hot guy. It didn’t take
long before I found what I was looking for. Sitting at a table in the back of
the room was a tanned, gorgeous, burly looking guy. He had handsome, dark brown
hair with muscles I could see from across the room. I knew immediately I was
entranced with him. He seemed to give off an aura of pure sex.

I soon found myself in my
own world, slowly slipping away. I saw myself taking his pants off as he
massaged my pussy furiously, making me sopping wet. I saw myself taking out his
big cock and sucking him dry as he groaned, pushing my head onto him. I thought
of how fucking great it would feel to get fucked by a real man, really punished.

Suddenly I was jolted
back into reality as I felt a strong hand gently shake my shoulder. I’d fallen
asleep and had been daydreaming without even realizing it.

“Hey babe, can I get
another one of these?”

Oh shit, it was my first
day and already I’d fallen asleep. I looked at who was speaking to me and
groaned silently. Of course it was the hot guy who’d seen me sleeping on the
job.

I shifted on my bar
stool, my eyes meeting his, his warm hand still touching my bare shoulder. His
warmth seemed to spread all over my body. Now would be the perfect chance to
ask him out!

I tried to get the words
out, but they wouldn’t come. What the hell was wrong with me?

“S-sorry what was it you
wanted?” I mumbled instead, embarrassed.

“I’d like another beer,”
he repeated, giving me a strange look. His eyes traveled down until they
reached my tits. It took me a full minute to realize he was staring at my tits.
Blushing, I turned by back on him and got him the beer.

“Thanks,” he said, but he
didn’t leave.

I tried to move to
another spot in the bar, but he just kept staring at me.

“You know, you look
pretty hot. How old are you, honey?” he asked me suddenly. I looked around. The
other bartender was on the other side, chatting it up with some other guy. I
blushed. He could only be talking to
me.

“Uh, 19.”

He gave me a wicked grin.

“That’s perfect. Say,
honey, you got time to help me out with something? I’ll pay you if you want.”

I wanted to say no, but
this guy knew how to get what he wanted. He put just the right amount of
sexiness in his voice so that I couldn’t refuse him.

“Sure,” I found myself
saying.

“Perfect. Is there a
place we can go in private?”

I felt my heart racing.

“Um, there’s a room in
the back I think.”

“That’ll work. Let’s go.”

I got out from behind the
bar and led him to the back room, hoping the other bartender would cover for
me. I was so flustered I forgot to ask her. I opened the door and led him
inside.

It was a small room with
a few big chairs in the center. I think it was a room for employees to hang out
or something. I had done my interview in here, and the boss told me everyone
was always working so no one ever came in here. But if I was right about my
hunches with this guy, then this would be a perfect room to be alone in.

I turned to him and sat
down in one of the chairs.

“S-so what is it you
needed help with?”

That wicked grin was
still on his face. His muscles shone in the dim light of the room. I wanted
nothing more than to fuck him right then and there.

“You are going to take
your clothes off and you are going to get down on your knees and suck me off.
You have to prove yourself to me before we take this further. If you prove
yourself to me, there is a whole bunch of possibilities I can explore with
you.”

I was shocked. I figured
I needed to make the first move. But he wanted to dive in headfirst.

“Excuse me?”

“You are going to suck my
cock.”

He tore his clothes off
in two swift movements, revealing one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen.

“What are you waiting
for? Get down on your knees,” he commanded. He didn’t wait for me to respond.
He took me by the shoulders and forced me down to my knees as I opened my
mouth. I grinned. I loved a man in control.

I was ready to suck. I’d
never seen a cock this big before on any guy. It was at least eight inches long
and still growing. I felt my mouth water as he moved it closer to my mouth.

I was nervous, but
excited. I’d only sucked one or two cocks, and was still a virgin. Hopefully
he’d be able to teach me. I knew at once this would be the start of something
really amazing.

For some reason, not many
guys would let me suck their cocks. I figured it was because they were so
nervous they didn’t want to cum too early when I was sucking them dry, they
wanted a chance to get in my pussy. Unfortunately they didn’t last long anyway,
and I needed some practice sucking cock. What better way to get some practice
than sucking the giant cock of a gorgeous guy like this?

I decided to tease him a
little. I kissed his cock a few times, letting him feel my soft lips on his
rock hard rod. I started slowly, just kissing the head, before moving all the
way up and down, showering his cock with kisses. Even though I’d only sucked a
few cocks, I knew when a guy liked to be teased and this sexy biker was no
exception.

I hadn’t even licked him
yet and already he was gripping the chair hard, trying to stay in control. I
smiled to myself.
Maybe
he wasn’t as experienced as I thought.
It
didn’t matter. That cock inside of me was all I cared about and this was the
first step.

I decided to give him a
little more, licking the head and rubbing my tongue up and down his long shaft.
He gave a small groan as I worked my tongue around him, refusing to give him
what he wanted.

His cock was so big I
could easily wrap both hands around it. I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed his
cock with both hands and started jerking him off, making him moan even louder.
Up and down my hands moved, smearing the pre come all over his head and working
him over nice and good.

Finally, I gave in and
began to suck him. I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked, trying to get
him all the way to the back of my throat. There was still a few inches left
when I felt his cock reach the back of my tonsils. I smiled, pulled it out
slowly, and shoved it to the back of my throat again, enjoying the feel of him
inside my mouth. I’d never deep throated a cock before, but goddamn did I love
it.

I did this to him a few
more times. Meanwhile his groans were getting louder and louder as he gripped
the back of my head, shoving his cock deep inside my mouth over and over again.
I could just imagine how amazing my pussy would feel if he fucked it this good.

I felt myself reaching
down my skirt, rubbing my small nub as he face-fucked me. I was surprised to
feel myself slowly building an orgasm as he slid his cock in and out of my
mouth quicker and quicker. I’d never gotten an orgasm from being with another
guy before and already he was making me sopping wet.

The biker completely lost
control. He gripped the back of my head as he came, sending load after load
into my gaping mouth. I took it all, enjoying the smoky, salty taste on my
tongue. I made a soft popping sound as I took my lips off his cock and
swallowed his giant load.

He grinned and leaned
back on the desk.

“I think you are
definitely ready. What was your name again?”

“I’m Shonda,” I said,
grinning.

“I’m Rust. We have a lot
of work to do, Shonda. I need to get you prepared. If you want to keep this
going, you’ll have to come by my place tomorrow night.”

He scribbled down an
address as I got my clothes back on.

“What time tomorrow
night?” I asked, smiling.

“Around eight. If you
really impress me, we’ll have regular appointments. And if you truly prove
yourself… well, we’ll go over everything tomorrow. Good bye, Shonda.”

I walked out of the
school and into my car, grinning from ear to ear. I couldn’t believe I’d found
a hot guy like that on my first day of work! I’d just sucked him off and
everything! I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

Work went by in a blur
the next day. I felt as though I was in a daze. I couldn’t wait to get home and
see what Rust had planned for me. All that day I spent daydreaming about things
he could do to me, whether or not he’d handcuff me or gag me or spank me.

Finally when the day was
over I raced back to my hotel (I hadn’t found a place yet) to pick out an
appropriate outfit. I wanted it to be revealing, but I didn’t want it to be too
ridiculous looking. After a half hour I finally decided on a low cut top and
some tight jean-shorts.

I hopped into my car and
followed the directions to his address, heart pounding in my chest. This time I
was excited. It would be my first time ever fucking a guy.

I pulled into to his
house and looked up.
Wow.
I wondered if he gave me the right address.
This place was gigantic. It looked like a mansion. Rust must have been really
rich. I walked across granite stepping stones to his front door, nervous all
over again. What if I didn’t perform well in the bedroom? What if my
inexperience fucked me up? What if he decided not to be with me again? I just
hoped I would be able to please him.

I rang the doorbell,
heart thudding in my chest. I only had to wait a few seconds before it swung
open. There he was, completely shirtless with a pair of workout shorts on.
Muscles lined his body, rippling across his torso as he beckoned me inside. I
found it really, really hard to take my eyes off him.

“Hey, Shonda. I’ve just
finished working out,” he said as he noticed me staring. I didn’t care though,
I was too entranced with him.

“Come on in and sit
down,” he said, gesturing me to follow.

I followed him into a
huge living room with a giant TV and what looked like paintings all across the
walls. I sat down on a couch that was at least half as big as my hotel room and
tried to take everything in, still in shock that this biker lived here.

He sat down next to me
with a piece of paper in his hand.

“Now, I’m sure you have a
lot of questions. I’ll let you ask them all now, because after you sign this,
you won’t be allowed to ask,” he said, shaking the piece of paper.

That made me nervous but
excited.

“Okay. Are you really a
biker? I mean this place is huge and you seem to live here all alone.”

He chuckled.

“Yeah I am a biker. Me
and my buddies live here. It belonged to one of their grandparents or something
and when they died, it went to my guy. We’ve been using it as living space ever
since.”

“More people live here?”

He nodded.

“You’ll meet them soon
enough. This place is huge.”

“When can we fuck?” I blurted
out, eager to lose my virginity.

“All in good time,” he
said with a grin. “Now, are you all done with the questions?”

I nodded.

“Okay then. You need to
read this now. It’s a contract. It also has a couple questions on it so I can
get to know you better, just to make sure you are the right woman for the job.
Tonight was just a quick meeting. You need to give that to me tomorrow night.
Once you sign it, you’re mine until I say otherwise. Do you understand me?”