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The Secret Biker Chicks
a tale of the Evil Fag-Hag....
(Part Two)
Eric held out his bended wrist to show off this girly pink, but jewelled
and expensive looking sports watch. "Tommy gave it to me here in our
bedroom last night."
"He did?" Ponytail blondie lashed his baby blues longer at his fellow
cross-dresser, kicking up shapely nylon legs and 2" inch heel sandals to
stretch and see the prize.
Both were into wearing girly sandals, of course. More practical shoes
that those clunky, macho boots they used to wear out riding motorcycles.
Making for a rather sexy, leggy stride that boys liked to see, and a lot
cooler for walking on hot summer days.
"These too," Eric added, as Tommy's coppery redhead femme reaching under
their bed to pull out 'her' shoebox.
Bringing out this romantic gift of female footwear, taking this
fashionable pair of black leather, multi-strap sandals from out of the
box with tissue paper.
"What are you wearing the new shoes with?" Ponytail blondie wondered
aloud.
"My jean mini-skirt, made from the same blue jeans I wore when Tommy
kissed me for the very first time."
"Cool."
A portrait of the Fag-Hag from decades ago smiled down on the two-some
from the bedroom wall. Some oil painting of the woman set inside this
golden frame, showing the lady when she really was a fashion model
instead of a witchy old crone. Too bad for some bad boys - she actually
knew the spell book!
Gone: Were two fun-loving rogue males, making a sport out of seducing the
many, vulnerable females who entered this occult bookstore. Replaced by:
Two determined romantic hopefuls, so made over femme and totally in awe
about how rapidly their sexual universe had wickedly changed. They'd only
enjoyed real boyfriends for a little while - and already depended on them
for everything!
Not long ago, Eric and his blondie buddy rode motorcycles together and
hung out at the same biker clubhouse. Neither of them was inside the
macho tribe's inner circle, of course. The motorcycle gangsters merely
tolerated them. This spirited teen redhead and his blond haired buddy
from the old neighbourhood, enjoying the biker parties while trying to
earn the gang's respect.
Sometimes, the booze and keg parties would last for days. More often than
once, the two horny male bucks would try picking up on the slutty girls
almost passed out on the sofa. Experienced older ladies would
occasionally go for their boyishly cute good looks - or appreciate the
lusty teen male sexual enthusiasm.
How many times did the bearded, drunken warriors of the motorcycle posse
warn them of the dangers? Of falling in love with the bar sluts, they
meant. Now, both young guys were in love. Cross-dressing girly for, and
chatting about real boyfriends to prove it! Some might argue that was
bad, but blondie in sandals surmised that dressing up girly cute for
'her' special man was merely romantic make-believe, you know?
Ponytail blondie's own romantic saviour was this darker toned, muscular
new-age fellow with an active mind and handsome features. An archetype of
male beauty, Fred Majowski was in his mid-thirties and actually wealthy.
He owned several thriving, local health food stores and other successful
new-age business ventures.
Like Eric, blondie boy would tease his own inevitable, stallion boyfriend
when he acted up macho with the motorcycle posse. It seemed totally
ridiculous now, learning full well the penetration powers of their
awesome ramrod lovers when their excited ass cheeks finally surrendered
to them.
Cross-dressing cohorts sitting leggy cute on this plush carpet, catching
up on rare moments of shared gossip. Panty clad honey's sharing bits and
pieces, about their own magnificent and forbidden lovers - and how
rapidly their emotional world had tilted sexy wild.
Lover boys clad in this kinky combination of girly sandals, nylons and
tight-ass shorts, it seemed so wickedly wild when their own strong-arm
dominant, stallion boyfriends suggested it.
Radical femmes wearing this alluring package of pretty gay boy and slutty
looking straight woman, both simply agreed that their very own
master/lover deserved to be seen with a sexual partner who'd dress really
hot for him. Each yearned to be seen with their inevitable, strong-arm
lover everywhere now - even if as cute ass eye candy.
Blondie in sandals kept chirping about his own romantic heart -because it
already was beating for this occult savvy character named Fred Majowski.
An older fellow in his mid-thirties and taller than six feet; he was
muscular and handsome with this crescent shaped moon tattoo on his beefy
arm.
Back when they rode with the biker posse, Eric would notice his blond-
haired buddy checking out his eventual buff cover hunk with furtive eyes.
A wickedly charmed male buck thinking it wild and crazy at the time,
having some worldly and prosperous forbidden suitor think he looked cute
and hot.
Back then, blondie boy confided that Stallion Freddy's intense; serpent
eyes of lust sometimes frightened him.
"My Freddy Bear says he gets whatever he wants and he wanted me." Blondie
in sandals chirped soprano now to crow. "And sometimes he gets me to play
the girl when he needs one, you know?"
"Your cock is off-line but your sweet ass is all his, is that it?" Eric
mused knowingly, "My Tommy Gun thinks like that every night!"
"Tsk! Yer Tommy Gun?" Ponytail blondie made this pouty lip gesture in
reply, a response kind of mean and bitchy sarcastic.
"Is that your kissy bedroom name for him now? I remember when you called
your boyfriend 'Tommy Naylor - most nailed gay sailor!"
"Yea ?? And I REMEMBER stuff about you TOO - Barbie Boy!" Eric exclaimed
angrily back, pointing manicured fingers in accusal.
A most inflamed redhead - shooting back in the heated boyfriend gossip
exchange. "Stuff people are saying about you now, in fact....Astro-
Barbie!"
Barbie boy began raising girly painted eyebrows wider under verbal
attack, while Eric suddenly felt uneasy. Didn't Auntie Irene warn him
about being a 'gossip boy'?
But insulting her nephew, his boyfriend in her own house like that,
inside Tommy's bedroom ....THEIR bedroom....The nerve of that TRANNY
SLUT!
"OR is it TRANNY SLUT Barbie? Isn't that what the other boys in your
honeymoon suite are calling you at times? That's what I've heard. I've
heard A LOT of bad stuff about you, actually."
Rumour had it that Barbie boy wasn't playing well with the other boys in
the pack, this certain blondie femme already settled down inside the
Stallion Freddy love nest. Since some of the robust, gay gym rats in the
boyfriend's live-in posse resented the kid, Stallion Freddy's latest
romantic conquest in their midst.
A most girly styled blondie in sandals acting flirty cute in order to fit
in - with jaded romantic rivals dismissing 'her' efforts with this 'You
bitch!' kind of attitude.
"What are you saying to me ERIC...KA??!" Ponytail blondie said evenly but
loud with this trace of bitterness.
"Are you saying..... I'm not working out at my boyfriend's house or
something?"
Sometimes, Tommy's maiden aunt, the Fag-Hag would confide in her
favourite nephew about the juicy details of Stallion Freddy's romantic
empire. Tommy would usually share his auntie's gossip with Eric during
'pillow talk.' Those wonderful cozy hours when lovers could cuddle to
each other's warmth between shared bed sheets.
Enjoying a lover's confidence under the Fag-Hag's roof, with laughing
kisses and dirty gossip, about a certain blondie fruit - becoming so
sexually active in the boyfriend's gay garden of love! Eric wasn't sure
how much to say, taking a big breath first. "Look, I'm sorry about some
of my words."
"Me too," Barbie boy agreed. "What I said about your Tommy, I mean. It
wasn't right because he's your boyfriend. It's just that relationships
are really complex for me right now."
"That's what I've heard." Eric shruggs as if it wasn't a big deal, as a
coppery redhead looking at his ponytail femme, cross-dressing cohort up
and down almost in amusement.
Little blondie in sandals tripped up in relationship woes, Auntie Irene
said so - and more. A perky blond teen-age tart becoming quite sexually
interested in other boys these days - And NOT those moronic, biker goons
he used to party with before.
"No Way!" Stallion Freddy's devoted romantic slave exclaimed when Tommy's
Auntie Irene wickedly suggested it: Blondie in sandals returning to his
biker posse - as their (orally pleasing) femme gang-banger. Stallion's
little tight-ass femme groupie got sick to 'her' stomach at the very idea
before making reply:
"All the unhealthy meat poisons I know they eat, and their icky use of
drugs and booze??? Like their creamy male juices would be just too
repulsive for me to enjoy in any physical relationship, you know?"
Ponytail blondie only craved sex with the handsome, healthy vegan bucks
inside 'her' boyfriend's posse now.
Didn't Tommy's aunt tell someone once that a legion of shrinks couldn't
untwist some of the robust gay, young bucks in the Stallion Freddy live-
in tribe? It was certainly easy to picture it, this little pink shorts
and sandal wearing femme - getting into the taste of Stallion's healthy
cadre of young bucks, performing delightful oral service on the
boyfriend's partner of choice.
"Boys get really jealous of me for taking away their Freddy Bear, you
know?" Barbie boy broke the rude silence with soprano voice to explain.
A most self-assured little pink, shorts and sandals wearing femme raising
'her' limp wrist as if in dismissal. "So, you end up hearing the dirt
boys say about me, that's all."
"Probably." Eric noted with a trace of sarcasm. "I'll bet your love life
is really complicated right now."
"Sure." Tranny Slut Barbie had to agree, dark nylon thighs and girly
sandals stretching leggy like a manicured lioness to crow. "My Freddy
Bear is really popular and ALL the boys at home like him."
This arrogant bitch in nylons and spandex shorts acting so proud:
somebody's pampered Hollywood styled, sex kitten bitch saying: "Sure, I
need to share my man sometimes - but it's all worth it. Cuz...it's mostly
MY sandals that stay parked under that man's bed - AND the other losers
know THAT!"
Ponytail blondie sighed dreamy for an instant, as if imagining their own
bang-on rapture secessions for a second- Then turned rosy lips toward
Eric to exclaim: "Maybe YOU'RE JEALOUS of my relationship with Freddy
Bear too....ERIC..KA! It's cool if you can admit that, lots of other
boys can't."
"Maybe," Erica conceded, as an enraged beet-top femme, pulling girly
defined eyebrows closer to remark angrily: "BUT MAYBE, I'm just glad to
have a lover who's happy only making LOVE TO ME! Like I only suck off MY
OWN boyfriend's cock, you know?"
Ponytail blondie made this choking noise for a second while pursing lips
into rosy pout, baby blues lashing longer back to reply annoyed, "I don't
NEED to EXPLAIN anything to YOU ERICA! You'll NEVER understand me being
part of a COUPLE...Like MY boyfriend has business interests and a pattern
of having sex with friends, you know?"
"So, you're OKAY with sucking off HIS friends." Eric concluded most
sarcastically, an inflamed radical redhead making verbal jabs at blond
faced decadence..
"OUR friends, ERIC..KA!" Ponytail blondie exclaimed to argue soprano-
voiced and louder, softly defined make-up tinged with this slight blush
of shame: "Like my Freddy Bear has sleep-over dates with our friends and
then I need to SHARE him, you know? NOT that I'd ever expect you to
actually understand!"
"And sharing your boyfriend MEANS sucking off his posse of ballet school
MUSCLE BOYS??" Eric returned to argue bold and sassy. Taking another
look at that jaded pouty-faced blondie tart; forging so many kissy (oral
sex) relationships with the hunky young, vegan bucks inside 'her' new-age
support group...
"ERIC....ERIC KA! THAT'S ENOUGH RUDE TALK FROM YOU!!!" The Fag-Hag's
voice boomed loudly in scold coming up the stairs. Even the steady trot
of her footsteps moving closer suggested some other -worldly force of
authority.
Eric froze for an instant when she pushed back the bedroom door and
finally entered. This skirted in tweed but yet witchy powerful Fag-Hag
begins standing over him with this steely-eyed glaze of intimidation,
Eric suddenly felt ashamed.
A mostly relieved blondie tart instantly begins standing up on high heels
as if at attention, blue eyes lashing downward in submission to the Fag-
Hag's aura of occult savvy influence.
With nylon clad knees almost shivering in fright, Barbie in sandals
begins smacking pouty lips back at Eric for misbehaving. The witchy on
steroids lady walks closer to ponytail blondie and casually remarks:
"Eric is pretty immature when it comes to performing oral sex, I'm
afraid. Can't you tell from the juvenile manner he's been teasing you
about it?" Blondie in sandals begins twinkling 'her' baby blues up to the
Fag-Hag directly, rouge lips smacking to agree in her pinkish light of
praise.
"And you've been charming the pants off Freddy and his boys that way. I
think that's so cute." This occult twisted old crone enthuses while
eying this leggy in nylons, Goldilocks femme up and down as a most orally
pleasing, delightful submissive treasure.
"Yes, you'll simply have to spend the night and get to know my Tommy
better." She positively cackles to inform him. "Eric can't get into
kissing below the belt, I'm afraid. Maybe he'd learn something tonight if
you walked him through it..."
Eric found his heart beating more excitedly listening to her scold: "Eric
needs to be taught a lesson, I'm afraid." The Fag-Had wickedly decides
while ponytail blondie smirks to agree. "So, he can watch you and my
Tommy hook-up until he learns. I know you really like my nephew, and your
boyfriend is okay with him checking you out."
Eric begins searching Barbie boy's mascara defined face for any signs of
rebellion, uneasiness or resistance to the Fag-Hag's suggestion of him
nakedly spending the night.
Before long, Barbie boy turns to look at Eric back. A most girly pout of
a smile with attitude, because that jaded femme tart understood that
they'd both be crossing another line.
The End..
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