The Ebony Biker Queen

BY : maryshepardn7
Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General
Dragon prints: 156
Disclaimer: This is an original story with original characters

 

 

 

It was a hot day on the long and barren roads of New Mexico as the leader of the Devil Dogs biker gang rode towards a truck stop where they had to take care of some important business regarding a rat. The leader was wearing an all white leather suit and a white leather helmet, flanked on all sides by members of their gang as they sped down the empty, hot road.

 

"Rest of the boys are up ahead." One biker shouted.

 

The leader simply nodded as they approached the crowded truck stop that had far more motorcycles than trucks. As the trio pulled in through the crowd of bikes, the burly, rowdy men all cheered at the arrival of their leader. The quiet leader parked their bike and followed one of the members to the rat.

 

"Can't wait to see you kill this piece a'shit." The guide said looking back excitedly as the leader kept silent, with a head still covered by their helmet. The leader entered the women's restroom where a balding man was bound at the hands and on his knees, flanked by two men who had obviously beaten him.

 

The rat looked up and saw the leader as they took off their helmet. His eyes widened. "Y-y-y-you really are the-"

 

"The Ebony Queen?" the leader said as the removed helmet revealed a woman with silky dark skin and a large wild afro that had a white bandanna wrapped around it. Leandra, or The Ebony Queen as she had been named, spent many years in the Devil Dogs, risng through the ranks by showing loyalty and a certain disregard for safety. By her frequent action and sacrifice, she earned a loyal following of some of the toughest and nastiest men around.

 

The rat laughed with bemusement. "You're alot prettier than I imagined. Guess this is why they brought me into the ladies room, huh?"

 

"Nope." Leandra replied. "I just really need to take a piss." She then swung her helmet and whacked the rat's nose with it.

 

"Oh God!" The rat cried out as blood flung from his now dislocated nose and onto the dingey floor.

 

Without saying a word, Leandra went into the stall and squatted on the toilet to pee.

 

The two men holding the rat down looked at eachother and shrugged as they heard the water splashing from Leandra's tinkle.

 

After finishing, she went over to the sink and washed her hands as the rat breathed heavily, while being terrified of the quiet woman. Leandra finished washing up and stood in front of the rat once more.

 

"P-please don't kill me."

 

"Two of my boys died because of your bad info." Leandra said bluntly as she pulled out a throwing kinfe and teased it in front of the rat's face. "Put him against the wall."

 

The two guards moved the rat to the wall and tied him up so that he was spread like a starfish.

 

"No no no no! Please don't do this." The rat begged as Leandra stood about 10 feet from him, concentrating the aim for her knife. Leandra focused and threw the knife. "NO!" The rat shouted as he closed his eyes, hearing the knife stick.

 

After a few seconds, the rat opened his eyes to see the knife was pinned perfectly between his upper leg and crotch, just centimeters away from dealing some real damage.

 

"Oh thank you! Thank you!" The rat said passionately.

 

Leandra went up to the tied man and yanked his chin to look directly at her. "Consider this my mercy rat....Don't EVER fuck the Devil Dogs over again, you hear me!?" The rat was so terrified that all he could do was shakily nod yes as Leandra turned around. "Leave him, someone will find him....eventually." The trio walked out of the room, leaving the pathetic, soiled man behind.

 

"My queen!" a voice called out amongst the biker gang crowd.

 

"What is it, Carlos?" Leandra called out as she walked back to her bike.

 

"Falcon, the leader of the Suns says he's ready to meet you at Mcaferty's bar at 3:00PM to talk about the beef."

 

"Bout damn time." Leandra said. The two gangs had clashed over territory in Western New Mexico for several years. Now, after years of bloodshed, they would meet on neutral grounds to decide the fates of their respective gangs. "Alright boys!" Leandra shouted, causing everyone to go silent as they listened intently. "We're all going to Mcaferty's for a meeting with the Suns! Make sure you stay on guard, but don't rush to aggression! We wanna solve this with civility, not bloodshed....yet."

 

The men all shouted in acknowledgment to her order and the gang all took off behind The Ebony Queen as they rode off onto the desert highway.

 

----------------

 

 

The gang arrived at Mcafferty's and entered the dark smokey bar behind their leader. Extremely Loud rock music drowned out the voices of the patrons and the thick smoke from cigarettes and cigars filled the air.

 

Leandra approached a group of men playing pool. "Bring Falcon out." she ordered one of the burly men as he fired off a shot on the pool table. He snarled at her and went into a nearby office door.

 

After a minute the gangs had all gathered around Leandra and Falcon's office door.

 

Leandra crossed her arms as the door opened. A man with a long greying mullet, thick beard and dressed in black leather jacket came out.

 

The man had an intimidating look on his face to scare The Ebony Queen he heard so much about, but when he finally locked eyes with Leandra, they both gasped as their mouths dropped and their eyes widened.

 

"Leandra?!" Falcon said.

 

"Michael?!" Leandra said

 

"You're the-?" They said in unison, visibly confusing their gangs.

 

Leandra had thought that Michael was killed by the Suns and Michael thought that Leandra had been killed by the Devil Dogs. Both were lovers that joined the opposite gang, but fell for eachother after they freshly recruited. To make an example of the other gang, the two lovers were kidnapped by the opposing gang and indoctrinated into their ways. The strangest part being that they both ascended the ranks of the other's gang while believing the other to be dead. Realizing they had to save face, Leandra quickly acted her part.

 

"Uh ummm Shouldn't you be playing a show with Motrohead right now?" Leandra came up with.

 

"And don't you have a disco to be attending, missey?" Michael improvised. "Now are we gonna negotiate or what?"

 

"After you big boy." Leandra said.

 

"Step into my office. Only me and you." Michael said roughly.

 

Leandra walked towards the open door. "You boys play nicely now, ya hear?"

 

The Suns and Devil Dogs grunted with disapproval as the loud music began blaring again as she shut the door. Verbal arguments had already begun between the gangs as Leandra entered the office. She shut the door and ran right into Michael's arms. The two swayed for a bit.

 

"I thought you were gone." Michael said.

 

"All these years....how did this happen?" Leandra said

 

"Maybe it was fate that tore us apart, but maybe it also brought us together."

 

They both laughed and swayed as the sound angry, drunk men grew louder.

 

Leandra looked up and gently kissed Michael's lips, feeling his thick beard tickle her soft skin.

 

The noise outside grew unruly as the sound of breaking bottles and fistfights erupted. The shadows of pool sticks being cracked on people's heads could be seen through the window.

 

"Well looks like it's gonna end with one....or both of us dying." Leandra said sadly.

 

"That doesn't sound like the Ebony Queen I've heard so much about." Michael said. "Now is the time to make the choice that will affect our lives forever. I want to leave all of this behind with you, the way fate clearly wants us to go. Or we could kill eachother the way those guys out there want."

 

Leandra looked into her man's eyes. "I want.......you....."

 

Michael smiled as he kissed her on the lips. The sound of gang member letting out blood curdling screams erupted as stabbings occurred over and over again amongst the fight. "But how do we get out?" Leandra asked.

 

"The maintenance door for my office. My bike's out back. This way!" Michale grabbed Leandra's hand and led her out the back door. Fighting had also erupted on the other side of the building as gunshot pops went off. Seeing his lone bike, Michael pulled out his keys and hopped on as Leandra hopped behind him.

 

"Punch it!" Leandra said as Michael got on to a back road that wasn't visible to the other bikers. Having escaped with their lives, the couple flew down the long and empty desert road for two hours without saying a word, enjoying their reunion. Along the way, Leandra would make small humping movements against Michael, and even "accidentally" put her hand on his crotch several times. They finally felt it was safe to stop on the side of the desert road where no sign of civilization was around.

 

"They both pulled off their helmets as Michael began to finally speak. "Guess we need to find a good place to stay low for a few days."

 

Before he could start another sentence, Leandra grabbed his jaw with both hands and kissed his with a primal ferocity, causing him to drop his black helmet onto the hot gravel. As they kissed, Leandra unzipped her white leather jacket and tossed it onto the motorcycle, exposing her beautiful breasts to Michael.

 

The mullet-haired man smiled and pointed to Leandra's tits. "I can't tell you how much I missed those puppies."

 

Without a word, Leandra grabbed the back of Michael's head and forced him to suck on her supple nipple while squeezing the other breast, causing her to lactate out of both tits. "Oh my god." Leandra said, sucking on Michael's index fingers. Michael pulled off his top as Leandra pulled down her white pants to reveal her white thong. The couple had no fear doing this in the broad daylight. Mostly due to the isolated road they were on and the feelings they had missed out on for so long.

 

Leandra pulled her panties down as Michael got to his knees and immediately buried his face into The Ebony Queen's crotch, tongue punching her smooth inner vaginal walls. She ran her hand through his mullet as he pleasured her. She then raised him up and dropped herself into a squat position as he unbuckled his pants before dropping them to show his white underwear with pink hearts all over it.

 

"You were always such a softie!" Leandra joked as she felt the bulging shape in Michael's pants grow in her hands. "But certainly not here." She said after pulling out the big white meat and easing it into her warm mouth, sucking it with a soothing rhythm as Michael leaned back against his bike, enjoying the sunlight and the beautiful girl that was giving him pleasure.

 

Several minutes of relaxation passed when Michael snapped out of his blowjob trance. "Come on doll, get up." Michael said raising Leandra back up ad putting her on his bike. She grabbed both handlebars as Michael sat behind her, sliding his body in close and sliding his penis into her wet pussy from behind. They both held their balance as Michael plowed her on the motorcycle from behind, spilling Leandra's juices all over the seat, leaving a strong feminine aroma.

 

"Make it rough!" Leandra said.

 

Michael reached around with one hand and slapped Leandra's breasts while grabbing the back of her afro and yanking her head back while kissing her neck. "You like that?" Michael said.

 

"Oh god yes!" Leandra said, feeling all of her senses firing off.

 

"Okay spin around." Michael whispered.

 

Leandra spun around to face her lover. She drew her waist in closer and put her arms over his shoulders, kissing him. They looked down as Michael easily guided his big hard cock into Leandra's pussy once more. The pair gyrated their waists in the same rhythm as they connected and felt the sensation they once had so many years ago.

 

The couple then got off the bike as Leandra bent over for Michael, touching her toes as he entered her from behind, slapping her ass with his big sweaty balls.

 

"I want it all in me." Leandra moaned.

 

Michael began to cum as he felt Leandra's pussy tighten around his cock while he shot his thick sperm into her. Leandra felt so good to finally have her lover and his seed inside her. Michael slowly pulled his cum covered cock out as Leandra bent over once more, feeling a flood of cum rush down her soft legs in the desert heat. She ran her fingers up her leg and swallowed the dripped semen.

 

Michael then walked over towards her, allowing her to clean his penis off by slurping all of his excess cum off and opening her mouth wide to show his white load in her mouth before swallowing it all down.

 

The pair got dressed as the sun began to set, turning the sky to an orange and pink color. They got back on Michael's motorcycle and drove down the highway once more, not caring about the fate of their now destroyed gangs since they had eachother. And thus, The Falcon and The Ebony Queen rode off into the sunset together.

 

 



You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story