Hello guest! (Level: guest) Log in

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

Chris-t6290 has been interviewed! Click here to read interview.

You could say I came from a broken home. Mom left when I was 10, so dad brought me, and my three brothers, two older and one younger than me, up by himself. Subsequently, I became a bit of a tomboy, preferring jeans and ripped t-shirts to more feminine dresses. What with our hometown not being that big, whenever biker gangs came through it, some stopping off, my brothers would be protective, telling me to keep well away from them. However, I was drawn by the hum of their engines, and every time I heard them roar into town, I would immediately run down to where the noise was, and check them out. Not surprisingly my first sex was with a gang of three of them; my older brothers were helping dad with something at the time, and so weren't around to interfere. Although it may appear that they took advantage of my young virginal body, with what they did, I enjoyed every decadent moment of it as they filled all three of my sex holes with their meat sticks. And after that, I was hooked.

Now 20 years old, John and Dave had since moved away, while I work in a gas station someway just out of town, where the bikers generally fill up with petrol and I get chatty with them. Then, and if I'm interested, I'll arrange to meet them later. On this particular day it was blazing hot, so much so, that I all I wore was a bra, which just covered my nipples and faded denim hot pants with the back left pocket missing, which is how they were when I bought them. "You're kinda asking for trouble, dressed like that, Sandy," Mike, the gas station owner told me, when I turned up for work. "Nothing I can't handle," I tell him. ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "group"   |   all stories by "Chris-t6290"