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“But what comes next?” Rae whispers, hardly believing her ears. “Do you know?”
I shake my head.
“Not really. I mean, obviously it’s going to be dirty, but I can take it. Plus, there’s going to be more because during the inspection there was no penetration by cock, even though there were five men. So somewhere down the line, I’m going to get cock.Everywhere, I hope,” I add with a meaningful look.
Rae merely shakes her head, impressed.
“Holy shit, girlfriend. I mean, I’m depraved because I’m dating two men simultaneously, but you’re taking it to another level. How many bikers did you say there are?”
“Five,” I answer. “So I’ll be entertaining five guys at once. It’s going to be incredibly hard-core, and that’s why I don’t want a roomie. I seriously will be dripping come from all my holes whenever I come home, so I need the privacy, not to mention the peace and quiet. But what can I say? This is just what I need and my last boyfriends weren’t enough, even if they were sweethearts.”
Rae nods because my friend knows my exes Casey, James and Brad. I’ve always been polyamorous, and my latest relationship was with three gorgeous, virile men who adored me. I adored them too, and I loved being part of a quad, but the problem is that three men just wasn’t enough. It may sound slutty and whore-y, but I needmore. I need to be gangbanged, and I think taking on the Cannon Biker Club is going to scratch that itch. Another woman would be ashamed to admit this, but the craving I’ve felt inside has been present for so long now that I just want to get it done.
Of course, my three exes were stunned when I broke up with them, especially after I revealed the reason.
“Are you sure?” Casey asked in a low voice. “Seriously, Xenia? Three cocks aren’t enough?”
I shook my head slowly, taking a deep breath as tears sprung to my eyes.
“I’m so sorry,” I confirmed in a low voice. “I love you guys, and you guys fill my body so well, but I needmore. Even when I’m plugged tight in my mouth, anus, and pussy, I have two hands and they need something to tug.”
“You mean, they need live cocks to tug,” James added in a trembling voice. “Holding onto something like a dildo isn’t enough.”
“It’s not,” I confirm in a sorrowful tone. “I’m so sorry.”
With that, there was no more to be said on the subject because my mind was made up, and we went our separate ways immediately. Or at least, I went my separate way. From what I understand, Casey, Brad and James found another woman within weeks, and last I heard, they’re very happy with her. Hell, I’m happy for them too because I genuinely adored my three exes, but like I said, I need more. I need to be gangbanged, and even if it is slutty and whore-y, I can’t deny my inner cravings.
So yes, this is my summer to explore. I’ve linked up with the Cannon Biker Club, and I hope that it’s going to work out. After all, there are five active members at the moment, which sounds like a good number to me, and I can’t wait to get all of my holes taken again and again, while tugging on multiple hard cocks until they blow. I can’t wait to be used as the bikers’ personal property, and to be nothing more than a set of fuckholes to be penetrated at their leisure. It’s wrong, it’s demeaning, and it’s exactly what women have railed against for hundreds, if not thousands of years, but I’m tired of trying to rationalize my desires. I have a dirty cunt, an even dirtier ass, and most of all, a filthy imagination that needs a gangbang to be satisfied. Come hell or high water, Ineedthis to happen because I’m going to erupt otherwise.
Meanwhile, Rae nods and stirs her drink thoughtfully.
“Just stay safe, okay Xenia?” she says in a low voice. “I’ve heard about some of these gangs, and they can be rough. Likeroughrough, and not just rough around the edges.”
I nod.
“I know what you’re saying, but the guys were fine during the inspection. I mean, don’t get me wrong because my bottom was spanked and of course, they pushed a couple fingers into my puss while squeezing my breasts, but it wasn’t bad. It was good, in fact, and I liked it.”
Rae nods again.
“I know, but just be careful, okay? If you ever feel like the situation’s spinning out of control, then call me. Or call your brother. We’ll answer right away.”
I nod and smile.
“Thanks, but I’ll be fine. Lighten up, girl! I’ve been waiting for this for so long, and it finally seems like my dreams are coming true. At least, Ihopethey come true,” I add.
Rae merely smiles, her eyes still concerned.
“But still. Call if you want to talk about anything.”
“I will,” I reply, and then our conversation moves onto Apple Tots, our jobs, as well as other vacation plans. But in the back of my mind, I’m still envisioning the men of the Cannon Biker Club because those guys were drop dead gorgeous, and the pit of my stomach clenches in on itself with excitement. Even better, I’m meeting them this weekend for the next phase of my initiation rites … and I can’t wait.
CHAPTER2
Xenia
Okay, this is it. I take a deep breath and push the buzzer to the clubhouse. It’s not much to see actually. The clubhouse is just a normal-looking building in downtown Chicago with a brick façade and a small sign out front that says “Cannon.” There’s nothing to indicate that this is the lair of a gang, club, or criminal group. Cannon could literally be someone’s last name.
But then the door swings open, and John stares at me. He’s the head of the club and gorgeous to behold. Black hair waves from a high, proud forehead, and he’s got patrician features punctuated by bright blue eyes. Not only that, but he’s tall and built, and of course, wearing a biker uniform of a black leather jacket over loose jeans.
