'Straight' to a BJ

With a coy smile, you take a step closer to the biker who called out to you, playing up your feminine charms. Your eyes lock with his, and you let out a soft, seductive giggle.

"Well, handsome, I must admit I couldn't resist a little adventure in your territory," you purr, your voice dripping with a mix of confidence and allure. "But I assure you, I mean no harm. Just a lost soul looking for some excitement."

Your words seem to catch the biker off guard for a moment, his aggressive demeanor faltering slightly. The other Vipers exchange glances, unsure of how to respond to your unexpected approach.

You continue to work your magic, slowly circling the group, allowing your fingertips to graze against the biker's leather jacket as you pass by him. Your delicate touch sends shivers down his spine, and you can see the flicker of desire in his eyes.

"Tell me," you whisper, leaning in close to the biker's ear, your breath warm against his skin, "What's a girl like me gotta do to gain the favor of the infamous Vipers?"

The biker's confidence begins to crumble as he stammers for words, his rough exterior melting away under your feminine wiles. You can see the others watching, their expressions shifting from aggression to curiosity.

Finally, the biker clears his throat and manages to muster a response, his voice husky with a newfound vulnerability, "We... we don't just let anyone into our circle, sweetheart. You gotta prove yourself. Show us what you're made of."

A mischievous glint dances in your eyes as you take a step back, allowing the biker and his gang to process what you've just suggested. The possibilities are endless, and you can already feel the excitement building within you. This encounter could be the start of something thrilling, dangerous, and incredibly arousing.

"Now, boys," you say, your voice dripping with anticipation, "Let's make a deal. I'll show you just how much I'm worth, and in return, you give me a taste of the power and pleasure that being a part of the Vipers brings."

The Vipers exchange glances once more, a mixture of desire and uncertainty evident on their faces. The tension in the air is palpable as they weigh their options.

With a devious smile, you reach out and place your delicate hand on the biker's crotch, feeling the bulge of his hardened cock beneath the fabric of his jeans. You give it a firm squeeze, letting him know exactly what you have in mind.

"Let's make a little wager," you say, your voice dripping with seduction. "I bet my hand can make you feel things you've never experienced before. And if I'm right, you'll have to admit that my cock is bigger than any of yours."

The biker's eyes widen in surprise, his initial hesitation replaced with a mix of curiosity and arousal. The other Vipers watch intently, their expressions a mix of amusement and anticipation.

Without waiting for a response, you begin to stroke his cock through his pants, feeling it grow even harder beneath your touch. Slowly, you unzip his jeans, revealing his throbbing member. It's impressive, no doubt, but you can't resist the opportunity to challenge their masculinity.

As you wrap your slender fingers around his shaft, you maintain eye contact with him, a wicked grin playing on your lips. Your grip is firm, yet teasing, as you begin to stroke him up and down, relishing in the power you hold over him.

"Look at you, all hot and bothered," you taunt, your voice laced with seduction. "But let me show you what a real cock looks like. Trust me, sweetheart, once you've experienced mine, you'll never want to go back."

With a flick of your wrist, you expose your own cock, which is indeed larger and more impressive than his. The Vipers gasp in surprise, their eyes glued to the sight before them. You proudly display your length, reveling in the attention and desire it elicits.

As you continue to stroke the biker's cock, your own cock throbs with anticipation, eager to prove your superiority. The Vipers are captivated, unable to tear their eyes away from the explicit display of power and sexuality.

The biker's eyes widen with a mix of desire and submission as he drops to his knees before you, his gaze fixated on your impressive cock. The other Vipers watch in awe, their own desires stirring within them, as they witness the power dynamic shift before their eyes.

You tower over him, a commanding presence exuding from every pore of your being. You place your hands on your hips, showcasing your dominance, as you watch him eagerly await your next move.

"Good boy," you purr, your voice dripping with satisfaction. "You know exactly where you belong, don't you? Ready and willing to worship every inch of me."

The biker nods, his eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and reverence. He reaches out, his hands trembling with excitement, as he wraps them around the base of your cock. His touch is eager yet reverent, as if he's handling a prized possession.

As his lips part, you can almost taste his anticipation in the air. Slowly, he takes your cock into his mouth, inch by inch, savoring the sensation of your hardness against his tongue. His skilled mouth works wonders, teasing and pleasuring you with every expert stroke.

You moan in pleasure, the sound echoing through the room. The other Vipers watch, their own desire growing exponentially as they witness the intimate act unfolding before them. There's an undeniable hunger in their eyes, a longing to be in the biker's position, worshipping and submitting to your every whim.

With every flick of his tongue and every bob of his head, the biker proves his dedication to pleasing you. His submission fuels your own desire, the power exchange between you intensifying with each passing moment.

As he continues to worship you with his mouth, you can feel your climax building, the sensations overwhelming your senses. You grip his hair firmly, controlling his movements as you edge closer to release.

"Such a good little cocksucker," you growl, your voice filled with primal satisfaction. "You know just how to please me."

The biker's eyes light up at your words, a sense of pride mingling with his submission. He redoubles his efforts, determined to bring you to the brink of ecstasy.