Road trip
The college year was over, time for learning had been done, the girls jumped into the camper van, to go off in search of fun
Along a dusty, deserted highway, hey heard a grinding then a pop, smoke billowed out the engine, it rolled right to a stop
Many miles from nowhere, broken down, stuck and all alone, no one else was insight, no signal on their phone
Six girls out on the road, they start to bitch and whine, but after they decide they'll have to wait, they opened up a box of wine
Soon they were giggling, laughing, then came a almighty roar, a band of bikers roared passed, the likes they'd never seen before
In a few moments the bikers were out of sight, then they see their headlights as the bikes came back to do what's right
They parked up and got off their rides, the girls could see the leader of the pack, he was by far the biggest man, with a patch that said ROAD RATZ on his back
He spoke only, from him the others took their cue, he told the boys to look at the van and see what they could do
Within a short while the camper van was running sweet, then came time to pay the bill, a return favor they must meet
When the girls asked what was the cost and what if they can't pay, the leader said well get our payment in another way
He grabbed one girl by the throat, he forced his hand inside her thighs, it happened so quickly, she was taken by surprise
He forced her down to her knee, he told her to suck his dick, if she didn't do as she was told, his men would fuck each chick
She didn't want her friends hurt, she slide him passed her lips, soon she was sucking hard, with her hands upon his hips
He fucked her mouth, she knew she had to make him cum, it only took as short while then the deed was done
She thought that was the price paid, but they had formed a line, soon she was giving head to each biker, one cock at a time
Covered in their demon seed, she was then forced on the floor, one by one they fucked her, she was treated like a whore
She got pounded all night long and once she had fucked the last, the bikers shared their beer and wine, the night just slowly passed
Then they hopped on to their bikes, they promptly left the scene, the girl woke up in a damp patch, it was a great wet dream
THE KINKY POET