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Biker Babe Sex Bet
Biker Babe Sex Bet
Biker Babe Sex Bet
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Biker Babe Sex Bet

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Sex, sex, sex, and just enough plot to pull it together.

A Smokin' Hot Press erotic short story.

Angie and Carrie are a pair of hot biker babes who might be just a little crazy. After a confrontation with a pimp, they get into an argument over which of them would make a better hooker. Well, there's only one way to find out. And the loser has to give herself over to the pimp. This story one-handed reading at its finest.

Warning, this short-story contains extremely explicit consensual sex between adults, namely a smoking hot and horny pair of biker babes have sex for money, including bukkake, ménage à trois, and other kinky sex acts. This sexy short story is all sizzling porn, getting down and dirty.

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"Big Rod is watching us," Carrie said. She wagged her brows. "He'll see us arrested and I'm pretty sure he bail us out."

"Oh, no shit," Angie said. "That'll put us in his debt, and that bastard will own our asses. We'll be working these streets in earnest as his hookers."

"Yeah," Carrie said, feeling her body heating up. "Kind of scary sexy, right?"

"Actually, yes, it is. Oh well, let's get this party started," Angie said. She smiled wantonly as she leaned in close. "It's a bet. Sealed with a kiss."

Each cupped the other's face, as they tilted their heads and pushed into a lingering lipstick kiss. Though neither would admit to being bisexual, much less a lesbian, they rather enjoyed finding reasons to kiss and make out. Mostly they did it to entertain the boys at the Ragin' Cajun.

"Mmm, nice," Angie said as they pulled away. A big luxury car came to a screeching stop beside them. A middle-aged executive type rolled the passenger window down and motioned for Angie to come over. "Damn. How much do hot chicks like us get?"

About the Author:
Raquel Rogue has a passion for erotic writing, her pet Yorkie, and stilettos. Not necessarily in that order. She can't get her fertile mind off the tawdry, taboo side of life, so writes stories so wet, wild, and wicked, it'll curl your toes.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 26, 2012
ISBN9781476423234
Biker Babe Sex Bet
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Raquel Rogue

Raquel Rogue has a passion for erotic writing, her pet Yorkie, and stilettos. Not necessarily in that order. She can't get her fertile mind off the tawdry, taboo side of life, so writes stories so wet, wild, and wicked it'll curl your toes.

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    Biker Babe Sex Bet - Raquel Rogue

    BIKER BABE SEX BET

    By

    Raquel Rogue

    SMASHWORDS EDITION

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    Copyright 2012 by Raquel Rogue

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    Biker Babe Sex Bet

    Carrie tugged up on her white, midriff baring corset and then tugged down on her red micro mini-skirt. She glanced at her feet, admiring the shiny pair of new stiletto Mary Janes. They were bright red, and matched her satin choker, skirt, lips, and fingernail polish.

    God, Angie, I love new shoes too much, she said, biting her glossy lower lip.

    The sales girl handed Carrie her credit card and receipt, and the hot biker chick picked up the plastic bag with her old shoes inside. Angie was waiting patiently, since she failed to find anything to spark her interest. Rare day indeed when Angie failed to purchase anything in a shoe store.

    Her BFF Angie was too sexy to ignore. The dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty was sexed up in a pair of black thigh boots, a black spandex miniskirt, and a red midriff baring tank. She wore her biggest, boldest pair of silver hoops, and matching bangles.

    Girl, whatcha going to do in those sexy shoes? Angie said, wagging her brows.

    Something stirred deep inside Carrie. Something hot and sexy. She knew what she wanted to do in those shoes. Fuck like a sex-starved minx. A dozen scenarios flashed before her mind's eye, each with a different big, strong biker starring as her lover. In those sexy scenes all she wore were her earrings and those new Mary Janes.

    "What? You mean my new going-to-church shoes?"

    Yeah, right, going to church shoes. Uh huh.

    Carrie arched her back, thrusting out her sweet round butt as she whipped her long blonde hair around. Oh God! Oh God yes! Yes! Oh God yes!

    Angie and the sales girl laughed and squealed as she mocked having a climax.

    I concede. It looks like you're planning to have a religious experience in those shoes, Angie said through her laughter. She gazed down at Carrie's hot new shoes. Can I borrow those shoes tonight? I want to find God, too.

    I'd love to let you borrow them, but they're going to be on my feet while a big, strong biker humps me crazy tonight. Hopefully early in the evening, too, Carrie said. You know how horny I get when I buy new shoes.

    That makes two of us, Angie said.

    Three, the sales girl piped in, raising her hand almost bashfully.

    Then it's unanimous, we all love new shoe sex, Angie said, grinning. Hell, your new shoes are making me horny.

    "Hey, what about we find Big Ed and have a ménage à trois?" Carrie said.

    "I'd rather have a threesome with you and Big Ed, but whatever," Angie said, and they both laughed as Angie turned and headed out the door.

    You're crazy, girl, Carrie said, following. Oooh, do you hear how sexy my shoes sound.

    I do, babygirl, and daddy like, a big, black man said. He stood six foot

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