She knew how brutal it was on her tits, but then that was what made it so kinky and taboo. Plus, the bikers couldn’t seem to get enough of it and she craved the attention. “HERE GOES,” she confirmed with lusty determination to put on an incredible show of major tittie abuse.
With her feet planted clearly in her high heels, Pinkie bent her knees and jumped in place, restrained by the many straps that held her. “WHEW!” she called out as she sprung high throwing her tattooed breasts high off her chest. The big bike leaped a little and absorbed her recoil as she came back down. “THAT LOOKS BITCHEN!!” encouraged Animal.
“LET’S GO!! DO IT FASTER AND JUMP HIGHER.” Animal engaged the gear as Pinkie jumps energicaly under the restraint of her shackles. Feeling the big tire between her legs, she sprang higher jump, recoiling back down hard onto the springer front forks and then again, building her momentum – just like on a PO-GO stick she bounced back for more!!!
With each jump her breasts leaped high off her chest only to whiplash back down, splashing on her ribcage harder and harder each time as her momentum increased. As she intensifies her effort each time, the bike began dampening and recoiling to such an extent that the front wheel started bouncing off the ground.
“THAT’S IT PINKIE! KEEP IT UP, WE’RE STARTING TO DO A WHEELIE STANDING STILL!!” encouraged Animal as he stood on his footpeds and also began throwing his weight into the bike’s movement to help Pinkie get more elevation as she jumped in place. “WOWEEEEEEEE” she gasped as she tried to leap higher and higher each time throwing her huge tits straight up and down a floppin’ and slappin’ with the Harley suspension catapulting their momentum with tremendous force sending her tittie cords whipping wildly about.
“DING.WHOP!! DRING! “DING.WHOP!! DRING!”DING.WHOP!! DRING!”DING.WHOP!! DRING! Her tittie rings a jingled and jangeled with a consistent rhythm as her tits crashed again and again onto her tummy as they rode slowly into the arena. “NOW LOOK AT MY TITS?” Pinkie mused, as she gritted her teeth trying to jump ever harder.
“LET’S SEE THE OTHER BITCHES TOP THIS,” she hissed. The Kamikaze arena was larger than football field with bikers everywhere. Both on and off their bikes. The gangs were loosely organized around their Kamikaze teams – with a number of busty babes strapped to the front of their big Harley motorcycles.
The place was pulsing with lust, as biker girls paraded about, showing off their tits, tats and bare asses. They opening sucked on joints and cocks, without fear of police or anyone. The Barbarian Biker Festival was a wild and crazy fuckin’ free for all where the most demented derelicts were in charge.
“COME ON BITCH, SHAKE THOSE BOOBS,” shouted one of the Renegades at the busty redhead wearing hip high leather boots and a G-string. Her huge tits were obviously injected with something, but they looked impressive hanging out of her chain-link breast harness.
The Hells Angeles had a very young babe with large pear shaped tits and a black leather mask covering much of her face. She was jerking and huffing about, as if trying to break free of her bonds so she could dive into battle with the other bitches. She wore a pair heavy boots and black leather chaps that left her thin public hair and bare ass exposed. Totally topless on the top, her nipples were rather bulbous and erect as the men pawed at her.
Linzie, another young titter, was strapped to the bike like Pinkie with her arms bound tightly behind her back so that her tits hung vulnerably out in front of her. After three years of softcore in Europe, Linsey had move to the states and had entered the world of hard core porn with a penchant for ass-fucking. Now, she was wrapped in a web of gang-bang, bondage and fetish film-making that was pushing the legal limits of Hollywood – much to the shock of her english ex-agent.
Today, she was out to get new kicks bashin’ her big titties for a ruthless motorcycle club – the Blades which was run by a huge dude named Tallesman. The Scorpions entrant was a popular bondage star, known as Susie Winters. As Susie stuffed a stiff cock up her ass and bounced on another big dick, she looked beaten, with bruises and welts on her fair skin. Her FF tits were heavily bruised and revealed rope burns from where they were wrapped tight at the base and then whipped and paddled her raw.
The Sabers were an all black club who had a beautiful newcomer named Sammie with genuine all natural HH cups. With a little extra baby fat, Sammie stood 5’4″ 135 lbs, Sammie had recently been featured nude in several big tit men’s magazines where her tits had officially been weighed in a 11 lbs. each. Strapped to the front of a another Harley, she wore hip high black patent leather boots. “WE’RE GONNA WIN THIS FUCKIN’ BOOB BASH!” she snarled as Pinkie continued jumping in place on the front of Animal’s big bike – deliberately bouncin’ her big tattooed titties for the growing crowd of rowdy bikers. “LETS HEAR ‘EM SLAPPIN'” shouted Animal.
“I WANNA HEAR THOSE TITTIES SLAPPIN’ LOUDER – BITCH!!” “I AM SLAPPIN’ EM!!,” Pinkie cried out, “I’LL SLAP ‘EM EVEN HARDER!!’ she retorted angrily as she jumped deliberately throwing her tits into the air with each leap. “I’M SLAPPIN’ THE FUCKIN’ SHIT OUT OF THEM!!” she yelled out, trying to draw more attention from the frenzied crowd as she threw all of her weight into each jump.
“WHAP! DING!SLAP!WHAP!DING! SLAP!WHAP!DING! SLAP!WHAP!DING!” her titties sang out as she drew a few more to the crowd of bikers surrounding the Outlaws. Animal was accelerated the boobie tossing action as he jumped with her in unison – her pull cords whipping up a frenzy as they thrash up and down.
“JUMP HARDER!” she yelled at him, as she gritted her teeth, determined to prove to all these bikers that she is willing to put her tits through anything to win the boob bash for the Outlaws. With Animal now standing tall and jumping hard, she arched her back, held her head back, pushed out her chest and leaped higher and higher until her big titties were power slapping her tummy .
“WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!WHAP! SLAP!” her tits became rhythmic as they flew straight into the air on each bounce, slamming her tummy . “YEA-HOO, YEA-HOO!!!” shouted a bunch of bikers, showing their appreciation for Pinkie’s spectacular display of tittie slamming. Her head spinning, Pinkie would do anything to punish her breasts for the contest. Her tits were feeling like they were detaching from her torso as they violently flew off her chest.
She had never dreamed they would become so liquid or distorted into all kinds of drastic shapes as they bounced violently on and off her chest. “DO A WINDMILL!!!” shouted some of the bikers. “DO A WINDMILL!!” “THEY MEAN GYRATE THEM IN A CIRCLE!!” shouted Animal, as more and more bikers came in closer to watch the big tittie show. “CAN YOU ROLL YOUR SHOULDERS?” he asked.
“I CAN DO ANYTHING!” she responded, still strapped fairly tight to the Kamikaze rig. “ALLOW ME,” Animal responded, jerking the handlebars from side to side as Pinkie continued jumping in place. Without control, Pinkie’s huge flying breasts began to swing into large circles as Animal jerked the forks from side to side. “THAT’S IT, YOUR DOING IT!!” he encouraged her as Pinkie began to move her shoulders in time with the oscillation of his handlebars.