Free First Ride by Lee Moore Page B

wrong when I saw what was going on.
     
    Tina was sitting on the short side of the pool table, her arms behind her, holding her up.  Her skirt was pushed up, her legs were open, pink panties hung up on one ankle and one of the cover model bikers was knelt down, his face between her tanned thighs, his head bobbing.  I stopped dead in my tracks next to the bar.  I was gone for two minutes talking to jay, and now Tina was getting… what?  She threw her head back and took a huge gulp of air and moaned as another of the bikers grabbed her breast roughly, through the cotton tank top and kneaded it.  Two minutes?
     
    “You look like you could use a drink,” Saville said.  I never noticed him moving to my side, but now that I did I noticed the size difference between us.  He was easily north of six feet tall.
    “Yeah,” I said, not looking away as a third biker approached Tina, undoing his belt.
    “Here,” Saville said and I took the glass without looking and downed it.
     
    I’m not much of a drinker, and only could legally drink this year.  I know, I work in a bar, but I don’t drink… The whiskey burned the whole way down, and I took a gasping breath, losing sight of Tina and the three men.  I looked up and Saville was there, filling my vision.  He gently cupped my chin and forced my eyes to his.
     
    “One of the guys asked her if she wanted to play.  They made a bet.”
    “Oh yeah?”
    “If he couldn’t have her cumming within five minutes, she’d keep the bar open all night for us.”
    “That’s not like Tina, she…”
    “She also got a surprise kiss and grope from Antonio.” He smirked.
     
    Any one of those guys would make me pause if that happened; still, I thought Tina would be less susceptible to it.  A boyfriend, a kid… Then I remembered.  She broke up with her latest boyfriend a week ago, just another in a long line of losers… Still…
     
    “And she said…”
    “She actually moaned.  Hasn’t said much yet, and you little girl, haven’t either.” He told me, moving his arms around my waist, pulling me close to his chest. 
     
    Like before, I could smell the leather, exhaust, but the thing that got me tongue tied, was the heat coming off his skin and the bulge in his pants.  I tried not to look back into his eyes, knowing I’d lost my poker face and must look like a sex crazed teen, but I did.  He gently knelt down and kissed me on the lips.  I was so stunned that I didn’t kiss him back, and I swear, my eyes almost crossed.  He laughed and picked me up, sitting me on one of the clear spots at the bar, facing the pool table.
     
    Tina was shuddering, lying on her back as Antonio (it must be) used his tongue to lap at her, his hand moving in a blurring motion.  I couldn’t really see as his head was in the way.  I bobbed my head momentarily and accepted the shot glass when it was put in my hand.  I downed it just as her shirt was pushed up, her bra already loose.  Her full breasts bounced into sight and the biker to Antonio’s left smiled as he bent over the side of the pool table, taking her engorged nipple in his mouth, his hands wondering across her body.  What got to me though?  The guy on his right was nude from the waist down, his dangling member hard and slick as he slowly stroked it and touched it to her lips.
     
    Her eyes fluttered and she inhaled his cock in one smooth motion.  I couldn’t stop watching, I mean, this was my friend and she was getting tag teamed and… I felt an intense tug in my stomach, almost a cramp and shivered when a hand gently worked its way up the front of my shirt.
     
    “What?” I asked looking down.
    Saville was still sitting next to me, but one of the other guys had come over and one hand had the hem of my shirt, the other was slowly working its way to my chest… I leaned into Saville, thinking the guy would get the picture, but Saville just smiled and cupped my breast through the material of my shirt.  My eyes bugged