"The Mayhem Riders" (closed)

[AngelEyes1994]

The generous slathering of lube was the only reason Man Mountain got into Nat so easily. He was so much bigger than Will, in both length and -- as mattered right now -- girth. Despite the slickness of the fluid coating the condom, Nat still grimaced and tensed at the feel of his big bulbius head penetrating her.

She hesitated with him just barely inside, her hands gripping his shoulders with short but sharp nails as she gave her muscles a moment to relax about him. Then, lowering her body in short spurts, Nat took Matt's length fully inside her.

"God Nat you are so tight," he told her. "Take your time baby, there is no need to rush. I want you to feel good and have a nice ride, Let's both enjoy ourselves here okay."

She did take her time, but it was not just about having a nice ride. Nat's past orgasms -- all clitoral in nature -- had always been self induced, Will having no concern about whether she, too, orgasmed during her encounters with him. But Nat knew that a big cock just might be able to give her a vaginal orgasm, something she ironically had experienced just once ... when being molested my her now dead step father.

She was torn about whether such euphoria would well up bad memories, but she was willing to take the risk to feel that pleasure once again. She continued rocking and rolling and writhing in Matt's lap, looking for that perfect touch...

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt was in heaven, there was just no other way to describe it. He had fucked a lot of women in his time, but never had he felt like this before. It was not just that Nat's pussy was so tight around his cock, most of them were. It was the knowledge that she had chosen him to be with that added something extra special to this act.

He of course knew that the Sacramento chapter held something against her, especially Will. It was pretty common knowledge but no one seemed to know what. Theories ranged from hiding her from Law enforcement, to a contract killing. Matt didn't know what it was but he knew that for as long as he had known her she had been Will's 'property' and no one was to touch unless he pimped her out.

Now though she had freely given herself to him and was grinding herself on him searching for that perfect position to stimulate herself. He had always found that it was slightly different in every woman and often took a while to wake up in some, especially if they worked to hard at it. Still he wanted more than anything to please this woman on top of him, knowing she probably had not had much pleasure in her life up to now.

Without touching her as she had ordered, he began to slowly meet her thrusts with his own, pushing more of himself into her and hitting new depths inside of her. He also rolled his hips with her changing the angle of his thrusts and the way his head raked against her insides. He had often found that it was that that caused the greatest stimulation. The circumcised head had a nice large ridge that rubbed women's vaginal walls just right in some cases and with Nat's being so tight he just needed to find the right angle to set her off.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie began to feel Matt move his body below her, matching her movements, seeking to help. With a slow, smooth movement, she slid her left hand from where her nails had been digging into his muscular flesh, upward over his neck and face. She interlaced her long fingers in to his top notch, grasped the short hair as much as could be, and suddenly jerked his head back a couple of inches.

She stared down into his eyes as her body went still and growled, "Stop!

She stared at him for a short moment, then leaned downward to give the man whose cock was deep inside her his first kiss. It was soft at first, then became more passionate. And as it continued, Nat leaned slightly right as the hand on that side slid down the big man's body, over her own thigh and around her ass, and down in between Matt's thighs. She grasped the biker's nut sack and -- not hard enough to hurt him but enough to get his attention -- and asked, "Do I have to get my knife?"

She tried to contain her smile, but it showed just enough to reassure Matt that she wasn't about to castrate him.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt enjoyed the kiss then stared into her eyes as she grabbed his sack. He knew what she was telling him and he nodded at her and sank back into the chair grinning at her.

"Fair enough Nat. You are in total control and I will just sit back and enjoy. However before I do let me just tell you I am having a tough time doing just that."

He sighed then looked at the sexy woman straddling him and sighed in satisfaction as he felt her juicy sheath clutch him once again.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Fair enough Nat," the biker told her. "You are in total control and I will just sit back and enjoy. However before I do let me just tell you I am having a tough time doing just that."

She kneaded his gonads for a moment enjoying the new pleasure that her odd position was imparting her before saying, "You're ... a big boy ... deal with it."

Again, she failed to hide the slight smile forcing itself upon her lips. She had not had so much fun during sex in years ... if ever. And they were only getting started. She was only getting started. Natalie was determined to enjoy this encounter, this fuck. It was time. It was her time. It was her turn.

She released her hold on Matt's gonads, raised herself high again, and leaned back away from the man. With her hands grasping his knees behind her, Natalie arched her back, her flat belly and tattooed groin pressing into the biker, her small, firm tits and swollen nipples teasingly close to his mouth, as her face looked up to the barn's ceiling. She returned to writhing about in his lap, looking for that touch.

"Oooooh ... fuck!" she murmured when suddenly she found it. Matt's big cock was touching her just right, as Natalie began gently moving her buttocks upon his muscular thighs. She moaned in obvious pleasure, groaning, "That's it ... oh god, Mountain ... that's ... that's it ... don't ... don't fucking ... move..."

The tip of the biker's cock had found that spot. Her nails dug into the flesh around Matt's knees as she held on for her life, the pleasure growing quickly within her. She had never felt anything like this, and any fears she had had about this current night with Matt reminding her of that past with her step father had gone right out the decrepit barn door. The simple pleasure was enough that Natalie would have stayed right here, just this way, for an eternity. But what the man's cock was doing to her was quickly driving Natalie toward orgasm. Her moans began rising in energy and volume, and by the time the ecstasy struck her, Natalie was crying out in sharp breaths with each small movement atop the man's shaft.

It was no quick climax, though. She hit her peak and ... and just ... stayed there. The explosion deep inside her flooded through her entire being, overwhelming her. She wouldn't herself know how long her orgasm would last but her lover would enjoy and erotic show of over three minutes before one final groan of delight escaped Natalie.

Exhausted, her body arched back relaxed, and she slowly fell into Matt's body, her face pressing into the muscles of his lower neck. She released her claws from his knees -- where later he would find she had drawn blood in a few places -- and wrapped her arms around his trunk as she breathed heavily into his neck and shoulders.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt had watched her take full advantage of him and he had just stayed still and allowed her too. He had realized she had needed this, the feeling of being in control of her own sex life and her own body. From the look of it, it had been awhile since that had been the case.

When she had finally found that special spot inside of her and began really going to town on top of him, he thought he was going to burst inside of her as well, but then she had dug her claws into him and that had given him something else to focus on besides the pleasure she was generating on his cock and he was able to hold off.

He was amazed at how long she had orgasmed for and was a bit worried about how loud she was. If Kyle was still out on the porch they could be in trouble, but then again fuck it. Let Will come out and catch them. He had fucked enough bimbos and pimped Nat out enough times. If he had a problem that she had finally chosen someone to have a bit of fun with, then he was going to find out why they called him the mountain and why he had survived so long in this game.

As she finally collapsed in his arms, he cuddled her in and gave her a minute to recuperate. he figured it was now okay for him to move and touch her and he began by stroking her back and long hair, then slowly he began to rock his hips, thrusting slowly in and out of her pussy again. After all she had gotten off, now he figured it was his turn.

He pulled her a little bit away from his body and kissed her deeply. "Well you looked like you enjoyed yourself. First time in a long time I am guessing, but why don't we see if we can make you feel good when you have a willing partner shall we?" he said to her grinning slightly.

He continued his slow thrusts into her, basically just rocking his hips, as he kissed her tenderly, then bent down to start kissing her small but perfect breasts and tease her nipples.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie's heart was still pounding and her breathing still heavier than normal as Matt began speaking to, stroking, and kissing her. This was what making love was supposed to feel like. She hadn't felt it this way since her first few times with Will ... since he got bored with her and she became his toy rather than his lover.

She reached to one of Matt's big hands, moving it to one of her tight ass cheeks. She repeated the move with the other. Then beginning to mirror his strokes, she demanded, "Do me hard."

Despite the sexual abuse she'd endured as a teen being raped by her step father and the sexual exploitation she'd endured during her time as Will's Old Lady, Natalie actually liked her sex hard. She reached her hands to Matt's shoulders, again grabbing hold with clawing fingers, and began ramming her groin forward, commanding him, "Hard ... hard!"

She knew that the rough play had once caused her great pleasure in those early days with the Mayhem Rider's President. She was eager to see whether that still stood true. Natalie had enjoyed her first and only vaginal orgasm with her molesting step father, and her now long forgotten clitoral orgasms with the man she wanted to now get away from. She had already confirmed that she could enjoy the former with another man. Now, she was desperate to know that she could enjoy the latter with another man as well.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt was surprised at her reaction but he was more than happy to comply. Removing his mouth from her breast he moved back up and kissed her hungrily.

"Very well Nat, your wish is my command," he mumbled to her in between kisses as his tongue explored her mouth.

He grabbed her ass cheeks harder and then lifted her up off his lap and began to thrust up onto her hard. He pulled himself almost all the way out leaving only the head of his cock inside of her before he pushed himself back into her hard and fast, burying himself deep into her and spreading her small pussy out with each thrust. Finally he was able to bury his full length inside of her, the head bouncing of her cervix and giving him a dose of pleasure/pain.

He groaned as he started to thrust harder and harder into her as he pulled her down onto him at the same time. He was reaching a bruising pace as he thrust into her, their groins meeting together with loud slaps. He was groaning loudly by this stage and his kisses had become more forceful and demanding.

Finally he felt his balls start to ride up within his sack and he knew he was close to cumming. He wanted her to cum with him however and he started to think about other things in an effort to stave it off. "I am going to explode inside you baby but I want you to cum with me. Now shake your ass and cum so I can blow my load inside you."

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

An exhausted appearing Mama with huge fake tits and a dozen tattoos scattered over her barely legal body emerged from the bedroom hallway in nothing but a thong. She snatched two bottles of beer from a huge tub filled with ice, then looked about the room. Her gaze fell upon Kyle, and as she nodded toward the back room, she said, "He wants ya."

In the back room, Kyle found Will laying back into a stack of case-less pillows that the VP imagined were infested with lice and fleas. Kyle was ready for his Prez's question about where Natalie was and answered as truthfully as he could. "Outside, with Matt. They retrieved the bikes. Think they're talking about our situation."

Kyle wanted the subject to be anything else but Natalie -- who he feared was getting personal with Will's Crescent City counterpart -- so he quickly asked, "Are we really waiting here to make a drug for guns deal with these Nazis?"

He knew that the dope cooks with whom they dealt weren't actually neo-Nazis, but to Kyle if you had met one white supremacy hate monger you had met them all. The Mayhem Riders had always been unique in the outlaw motorcycle club world in their acceptance of all races, creeds, colors, religions, yadda yadda yadda. Hell, they were the only 1%-er Club in California -- possibly the entire country -- that allowed women to ride their own bikes, although it was still against Club doctrine to allow them to enter Church, let alone sit at the table.

Kyle's problem with the cooks wasn't their political or social doctrine, though. It was that the club was about to hand over to them a shit load of weapons for drugs for which he wasn't even sure they would have a market. "Don't you think we should keep the guns? Make our way out of here, quietly ... as quiet as an unmuffled Harley can be, I mean?"

"We've never backed out of a deal," Will pointed out, taking one of the beers the big titted woman carried to the mattress with her. After he pulled her in close, biting a huge nipple hard enough to make the woman squeal, then laugh, he looked back to Kyle and stressed, "This shit going on out there in the world is not of our making ... but I'll be fucked if I'm going to let the Club's reputation go south, too. We make the deal, we get our drugs, we go home."

"So strong and manly!" the floozy said, leaning in to kiss Will passionately as she reached a hand down under the blanket to conspicuously begin groping his family jewels.

As Will roughly pushed the woman's head down toward his groin with obvious intent, he looked to Kyle. "Get it all ready. I want to be out of here the instant we are done with those fucks." He drew a deep breath as he felt the woman's mouth take in his cock, then -- as Kyle turned to leave -- added, "And check on Nat. I don't want any of these fuckers getting ideas."

Kyle knew what that meant, of course: Will didn't want his Old Lady getting sexed up, even while he himself was heading into round three or four or fifteen. He confirmed the order, made his way out into the main section of the small cabin, then -- after spending a few minutes just idly chatting and admiring the availability of female flesh -- made his way out to the front porch. Dean and a Crescent City club member were smoking a joint near one end of the cabin and didn't seem to even notice him. Good security, Kyle thought to himself before stepping down to the well packed dirt trail that led to the distant barn.

Kyle was afraid of what he would find when he arrived at the building's exterior, and he had been right to fear. He heard them first: Matt's deep grunts of pleasured exertion and Nat's high squeaks of pained pleasure. He looked back to the cabin to find he was within view, then circled slowly around the building to escape it. He found a window free of glass and peeked inside to find his President's Old Lady stark assed naked in the lap of his President's coastal counterpart whose jeans were gathered around the tops of his riding boots.

Kyle knew he shouldn't watch this sexual exchange, anymore than Nat or Matt should have been participating in it. But it was so hot and -- within the rules of the club -- so taboo, and it stiffened Kyle to a hardness that he hadn't even felt up on the porch with his dick down the throat of the coastal slut. He continued to watch the very energetic, very rough fuck for a long while. It wasn't long before he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his erection. It was sticking from his earlier blow job, but he ignored that as he began stroking himself, first slow and gentle, then -- as it appeared that the two were nearing their end -- faster and harder.

When Kyle heard Matt ask Nat to cum with him, he himself thought Me, too, baby. I want to cum with you, too. Kyle had so often and for so long fantasized about fucking Nat, and on several occasions he'd been able to listen in on her sexual encounters with Will. But never had he heard and seen her in what he was sure was true pleasure. With Will, it had always been about satisfying him, or so Kyle believed. This! This was all about Natalie, Kyle was certain. And seeing -- hearing -- the beauty in such obvious pleasure very quickly brought the VP to orgasm, causing him to spurt his second load of the night all over the side of the slowly deteriorating barn.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"I am going to explode inside you baby," Matt announced to Natalie, "but I want you to cum with me. Now shake your ass and cum so I can blow my load inside you."

The pleasure Man Mountain had been imparting to Natalie had her on edge but she was not there yet. The feel of his shaft and curly muff of hair rubbing against her clit was incredible. And she was torn about whether she wanted it to end quite yet. It's the journey, not the destination came to her, something her grandmother had often said when the older woman took her Lil' Nat away for weekend trips. Of course, with sex, the destination was more desired by Natalie than the gates of Disney or Enchanted Forest were to Lil' Nat.

She shifted her body a bit, again trying to find that touch that would drive her crazy. And she found it. After just a couple of dozen more thrusts, she buried her face into the man's neck and shoulder, drew one long deep breath which she held, then screamed out as the euphoria exploded within her.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt felt Nat's tight cunt contract around him and that was it for him. He thought she had been tight before, but now it was if she was grasping and milking his cock with her delectable pussy. He arched up into her, thrusting as deep as he could get and came harder than he had in a long time.

His balls shot stream after stream of white fluid out of the end of his member and he would have loved to have felt it shooting deep into her, but it was all stopped by that little rubber barrier. He did however feel it quickly filling up and knew it was catching a hell of a load.

As he finally calmed down, he moved his hands from her ass to the middle of her back and clutched her tightly to him. He kissed the top of her head and basked in the feeling of a good fuck. He was surprised when he felt his cock still at half mast inside her and knew that with a bit of coaxing he could definitely go again, but they had already pushed their luck as it was.

"Look Nat as much as I want to sit here forever, we better get cleaned up and make an appearance inside. Your old man is probably getting antsy as it is and we really don't want him on edge if we want to do this thing tonight."

He lifted her chin with one finger and again kissed her deeply, although this time a bit more tenderly. "Just be ready when I come to get you okay. I am not going to leave you behind."

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Just be ready when I come to get you okay," Matt reassured Natalie. "I am not going to leave you behind."

"I know," she whispered, her chest still rising and falling in the afterglow of the amazing orgasm. She contemplated her next words before saying them, unsure whether or not she believed them. "I trust you, Matt. I trust you."

Natalie lifted her body to cause the biker's mostly flaccid cock to fall out of her, then dismounted him. With Will, she would have been responsible for removing and disposing of the condom, an act she'd always found disgusting. With Matt, Natalie decided to simply turn away from him and deal with her own issues. Her own fluids were beginning to escape her pussy, wetting the inside of her thighs. Natalie had always been a leaker, something had often created fucking suction sounds that had been embarrassing or comical, depending upon her mood and that of her lover.

She found her leather jacket and unzipped one of the many pockets, removing a pack of tissues. She offered Matt some, then wiped her thighs. She slipped on her thong, then stuffed the rest of the tissues into its crotch before pulling the waist band up over her hips. A minute later, she was dressed again, ready to leave and -- ugg! -- get back to her Old Man, who likely reeked of the pussy juice of other women ... plural.

She looked to Matt, who -- with his jeans and underwear simply pushed down to his ankles -- had been able to finish dressing before her. She studied him for a moment as her brain raced. She asked him with a serious tone, "If I tell Will I'm leaving him tonight ... and he tells me I'm not ... which you know he will ... how far will you go to help me?"

She gave him a moment to consider his answer, but before he was able to respond, she added, "If he threatens me with violence ... if he threatens to kill me ... if your Brothers support him in this ... how far will you go?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt took the tissues she offered him and after pulling off and tying a knot in the rather full condom, he wiped himself off as much as he could and then bundled everything up and threw all of it into a dark corner. He then reached down and in one swift movement pulled his boxers and jeans up as he stood up and buckled his belt up, then zipped up his pants.

He was treated to the sight of Nat pulling her tight pants over her small firm ass and he had a smile on his face when she turned around to look at him. His smile however soon vanished as she asked him a rather hard question. Actually he had been expecting it but he still had to think on it a little.

He had no doubt that if Will threatened her he would stop the big man from doing anything to harm her. That would include killing the man, but only if he tried to kill him first, after all he was still another chapters President. However if his own President stepped in would he defy his word?

He looked at Nat and then smiled at her again and closed the distance between them and pulled her tightly against him. He kissed her tenderly this time and then looked deep in her eyes before answering. "If needs be Nat I will defy them all and if they have a problem with that then they can all go fuck themselves. If that's the way it is going to go then I will call Will out and even though it may sound archaic, I will challenge him for your hand in marriage. Well as long as that is okay with you," he chuckled.

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

Kyle had put his dick away and his clothes together and headed back up toward the cabin before the pair inside the barn began their discussion. It was a good thing, too. He would have found himself in a dilemma: confront the lovers here in the barn, which likely would have led to him killing Man Mountain and taking Nat to the cabin, where Will would do God knows what to her; or go to the cabin and tell Will, who would have killed Matt himself and then done God knows what to Nat.

He was still going to face a life changing situation soon enough, but what was that going to be? The world was changing, with nuked cities and a cloud of nuclear radiation coming for them, and even worse -- or at the least more immediate -- his President's Old Lady had just fucked the VP of another Club. Most people probably would have thought that the first incident was the more important one. After all, tens of millions were dead and hundreds of millions more were about to be. But this was the Mayhem Riders, and infidelity by a President's Old Lady trumped the mere subject of nuclear holocaust at a time like this.

Or did it? Kyle was a simple guy. The Club had been the most important thing in his life for the past 12 years. At 22, his uncle -- then the Sacramento Chapter's Sergeant at Arms -- had got him in as a Prospect. Two years later, his uncle took one for the team, taking responsibility for a fatal accident that had actually been Will's responsibility. The manslaughter charge would have been Will's third strike, sending him away for life; but for the uncle, who miraculously had never been found guilty for any of his many infractions as a Rider, it would only be a sentence of 3-5 years.

The good side of the deal with the Club was that Kyle was patched into the Club as a full member after less than two years as a Prospect. The bad side of the deal was that his uncle died only six weeks after going to prison, shivved by a member of a rival bike gang.

Will had felt a deep responsibility to Kyle and had spear headed his rise through the club. Kyle became Treasure, which had given him an in depth knowledge of how the Club's finances and deals worked; and when the then-VP was killed -- again in prison -- Will nominated Kyle to succeed the man, which the Club had approved of with great enthusiasm. Kyle had been all about the Mayhem Riders for so long, and -- like every dedicated member -- he'd been sure that he would continue to be all about the Club until the day he died, likely also during an act of violence.

But now it looked like Kyle -- and the others, of course -- were simply going to fade to death, killed by an enemy that they couldn't even see. They had to do something different than Will was insisting on, but what? And more importantly, how? Kyle had to do as Will directed. It was the law! But ... Will was wrong. Wasn't he?

Kyle could move for a vote to override Will's decision, of course. But could he get a majority of yea votes from the Riders present here today? Will would be a nay vote. The Crescent City President would vote the same. Man Mountain -- who was out there in the barn fucking the hell out of Natalie would vote ... what? Dean was another questionable vote. He was Sacramento's Sergeant at Arms, and while he was Kyle's cousin, he had always been Will's guard dog and would likely follow the Prez's vote. That left the other Crescent City Riders, for whom Kyle couldn't even begin to calculate.

He entered the cabin, nodding to his cousin and the coastal biker standing guard. Inside, the guns were still laid out upon the table, ready to be shown off to the meth cooks. Trying to seem casual, he began putting them away in the satchels and sea bags they'd been brought here in. The last thing Kyle wanted out within reach of all of these hard core criminals when he began to suggest a coup was a shit load of guns.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Natalie met Matt's kiss with tentative lips. There were so many questions to be answered, and despite having just had the best sex of her life with the man, it was still hard to feel enjoyment and delight in the kiss. No man had ever kissed her with love in his mind, only lust. Matt's use of the word marriage made Natalie laugh loudly before playfully pushing herself away from him. Being some man's wife had never been a thought of hers, let alone a viable option. She was the Old Lady of an outlaw biker, and that was as committed as Natalie would ever be to a man.

"We should get back," she told him, zipping up her last boot. She looked him up and down and smiled. She had enjoyed her time with him. She'd gotten what she wanted and needed both, acknowledgment that she could enjoy another man in the way women were supposed to. "I'm going first. Why don't you wait a few minutes. Look less suspicious don't you think?"

She checked the view from the door before she emerged. The guards outside were on the far side of the cabin at the moment. She took the opportunity to make her escape. At the porch, she dropped into one of the old chairs there, avoiding the one Kyle had received his public blow job in. She sat there for what seemed like forever but was only a minute and a half before one of the Crescent City bikers standing perimeter watch came into view. She smiled to him, then to Dean who had been walking casually around the house chatting with yet a third biker.

"Where's Will, Dino?" she asked, as if she didn't already know.

He only shrugged, answering, "Inside drinking, I guess."

"Inside fucking, Natalie corrected.

Dean didn't respond verbally but the change in his expression told Natalie that the Sergeant At Arms -- whose primary job was the protection of his President -- knew exactly where his Charge was and what he was doing. Of course, Will's philandering was not new, nor was it anything the man -- or this one -- had to worry about being exposed. Will was the Prez. He could do as he pleased with what ever slit he wanted to do it. But that did not mean that Dean had to feel comfortable about covering it up.

"Don't worry about it, Dino," Natalie said, standing as the man got closer and giving him a friendly pat on the chest. "I no longer give a shit about what Will does with his cock."

She turned away and headed around the cabin to its entrance. Inside, she found what Kyle had found earlier, bikers getting drunk, sucked, and fucked. She saw Kyle putting the last of the sale weapons into a satchel. She gave him a polite smile, then headed toward the hall that led to the bedrooms. Will always used the one to the rear and the right, so she found him easily, on the bed on his knees, ramming his unsheathed cock deep into the ass of the club whore who was grunting loudly at every thrust.

Involved as he was, Will did not know she was there until he heard behind him the familiar metal on metal sound of a pistol slide. He turned his head just in time for the round in the chamber of the .45 he'd brought into the room with him to explode forth. It easily entered his skull via an eye socket, began disintegrating upon hitting bone, and mangled the man's brain as -- now in three pieces -- it exited the back of his skull, spitting blood and brain all over the wall and windows beyond him.

The woman before him screamed in horror as the instantly dead man fell atop her, warm and thick blood very quickly beginning to spill out upon her naked, tattooed body. By the time the woman truly knew what was happening to her, Natalie had spun in place and leveled the Smith and Wesson on the bedroom doorway. She was expecting company. She just didn't know who that company would be.

(OOC: I think Kyle should post next, since he's in the cabin already.)

 

[TheNextNewGuy]

Kyle



"Where's Will, Dino?"

Kyle's stomach rolled at the sound of Natalie's voice beyond the cabin's thin wood walls. Killer had done a lot of inappropriate, illegal, and sometimes inexcusable things in his life. So why did he feel so guilty about something as harmless as only watching a couple fuck? It wasn't the peeping for which he felt guilty: it was masturbating during it, wanting Natalie, and keeping all of it to himself.

He couldn't hear Dean's response, but he did hear Natalie's follow up, "Inside fucking." Don't worry about it, Dino. I no longer give a shit about what Will does with his cock."

Good thing, Kyle thought, knowing that Will was still in the back room with one of the Crescent City gifts. He felt sorry for Natalie. Will no longer even hid his extracurricular fuck sessions anymore. Kyle found that even more reprehensible than Will's other trespass against Natalie which was farming her out to the bed's of others when it was the easier way for the man to get what he wanted.

Kyle looked up at the door opened to see Natalie enter and survey the room. Please don't do it, please don't do it, his brain repeated. The last thing he wanted to see tonight was a fight between Natalie and Will. There were simply too many things going on right now to have to deal with Natalie coming unglued by her Old Man's bad behavior and Will reacting the way he often did, with verbal or even physical abuse.

Natalie gave the VP a smile, then headed directly toward where Will was getting his cock shined. Kyle shook his head, then followed slowly behind her. He didn't dare stop her, but he also knew that Will would want him to drag her away before things got too ugly.

"Kyle!" Dean called from the door. When he turned to look to his cousin, the man jabbed a finger toward the dark forest. "Truck coming. Sounds like that piece of shit Dodge the cooks--"

His words were interrupted by the shot in the back room. Kyle spun toward the hall and without even thinking about it jerked the Glock from the small of his back and leveled it down the hall.

"What the fuck!" Dean hollered from the porch as those bikers sober enough to do so hopped to their feet and drew or searched for weapons. "Kyle!"

Sacramento's VP was already making his way cautiously down the hall, heading for the last door. It was pretty obvious to Kyle from where the shot had come. He just couldn't believe this was happening. Who's shooting? he wondered in panic, torn about what answer he wanted. A door behind him flew open, and a biker emerged with a sawed off shotgun before him. Kyle grabbed the end of the barrel and shoved it upwards, saying, "Careful with that thing!"

"Who the fuck is shooting?" the man said, seemingly unconcerned that he was standing there stark naked with a cock ring around his shaft and a dildo emerging from his ass.

"Really, man?" Kyle said at the sight, pushing the man back into the bedroom and closing the door before again moving down the hallway. Inside there was a woman screaming. Kyle knew it wasn't Natalie. Did that mean the Trembler was dead? He stopped a yard short of the door, his Glock leveled at it. "Will! Nat!"

He didn't get a response. Behind him, Kyle could hear a great deal of movement, but he kept his eyes on the door. He hollered the two's names again, then said, "I'm opening the door! Don't shoot me! Fuck! Don't shoot me, okay? I'm opening the door!"

Kyle's heart was pounding so hard he thought his chest was going to explode. He reached out slowly, took hold of the handle, then wiggled it before quickly moving back. He was relieved when the gun wielding person beyond it didn't send an entire clip full of lead through the thin wood. He reached out again, trying to ignore the continuing screaming beyond the door. He turned the handle and shoved the door open to find Natalie standing less than ten feet away aiming Will's .45 at his head.

"Nat!" he said, his panic evident in just that one word. "Don't shoot! Please ... don't shoot!"

(OOC: Aussie...?)

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Matt had waited in the shadows of the open barn door until he had seen Nat go inside. All eyes on the porch followed her and he had started to walk at an easy pace towards the cabin. He adjusted his trajectory and came from another part of the woods and made as if he was fumbling with his belt. Maybe they would buy that he was coming back after pissing in the forest.

He was almost to the cabin when he heard the gun shot and he knew exactly what had happened. Fuck Nat what have you done, He thought as he pulled his Sig Sauer from the middle of his back and ran towards the door. You were supposed to wait.

He ran into chaos. Half of his guys were drunk but were still trying to get up and pull out their pieces resulting in them falling down and getting tangled up in their clothing. he was actually surprised they had not shot anyone yet. The girls were either screaming and carrying on like headless chickens, or were too drunk or stoned to know what was going on.

Matt knew he had to sort this short this shit out before he could get to Nat. "Right," his booming voice rang out. "All those too fucked up to help just lie still. You stupid sluts shut the fuck up and go sit in the corner and keep out the way. The rest of you," and he counted finding three guys, "Follow me, except for you," he said pointing at one of them. "I want you to watch the front door."

Everyone moved and he and the two sober members started walking towards the back of the cabin. He could see Dean back there but Kyle was nowhere to be seen. Shit he must be inside but at least there had not been another gunshot. He did not know if that was good or bad but he aimed to find out.

He was surprised that his own president had not put in an appearance and as they made their way down the hall he halted them and glanced inside the room he used. The man was lying atop a whore still buried inside her his head on her ample tits and a dusting of coke on his nose. No wonder he had not woken up. The whore was fast asleep as well. Matt turned to one of the two remaining guys. "You in here. Protect the Prez." He led him in and shut the door then cold cocked him from behind with his gun knocking him out. He laid the guy quietly on the floor then exited the room.

He led the last guy down to Dean and looked at the guy wondering if he would have to take him and his cousin out as well as his brother in arms. He could now make it look like a shootout and as long as Nat was still alive he had a chance. He made sure he was slightly behind both guys and then saw Kyle just in front in the doorway with Nat in front of him, a .45 aimed at the man's head. All of the men's eyes were on her so he would have the element of surprise if he had to shoot them from behind. He cocked his head at Nat and raised an eyebrow at her after locking eyes with her letting her know it was her move.

"Just Take it easy in there Nat. There are the four of us covering you and we have one at the door getting ready to meet the Meth heads that you can hear. You really better explain yourself," he said giving her all the information he could.

(OOC: Your up Angel)