Literotic asexstories – The Initiation by Mygypsy,Mygypsy
“Ready to go?” Claxton asked from the doorway of her bedroom.
Lily turned to face him and smiled; he was a good ten years older than her and was dressed in dark leather from head to heel. She knew her rich upper class parents would strongly disapprove of her dating a bike gang member and that added to the attraction she felt for him.
“You sure you want to go out?” Lily asked with a suggestive glance towards the queen size bed that took up the centre of her room.
Claxton smiled as he glanced towards the bed, “Maybe later, I got some business I need to take care of first.”
“Oh,” Lily said sounding disappointed.
“You can come with me,” Claxton smiled as he ran his eyes down over her body.
She had been easily influenced Claxton thought, all it had taken was a bit of attention and seeming approval and she had followed whatever he had suggested.
Skintight leather jeans, a vest that laced up tightly pushing her high pert breasts up creating an ample cleavage, lashings of make-up accenting her large violet coloured eyes. Her body was slender and she had a graceful way of moving.
“You’re taking the pill like I said?” Claxton asked as he glanced at the bed again.
“I got no intention of risking getting pregnant,” Lily said indignantly.
“Smart girl,” Claxton said softly and smiled down at her. For a moment he was lost in admiring the beauty of her pixie like face with her huge eyes and red painted lips. She was an intriguing mix of shyness and fearlessness, teasing and tempting him every chance she got.
“We got to get going if you want me to be able to spend time with you later,” Claxton said abruptly as he jerked his head up breaking eye contact.
Lily let out a soft sigh of disappointment before reaching for her new leather jacket on the back of her door, “I’m ready to go when you are,”
“Let’s get gone,” Claxton said as he turned and left the room.
Lily was left to follow behind him, she admired the way his gang jacket fit his broad shoulders and his jeans hugged his narrow hips. She knew from experience that his arms and shoulders were strongly muscled and his lips and hands caused excitement to course through her veins.
She could see in her mind how his dark dishwater blonde hair hung down his back in a rough braid, a shadow of stubble covering his jaw at almost any time of day. His eyes were light brown with crow’s feet at the corners from squinting into the sun while riding his motorbike.
“Ready for a night on the wild side?” Claxton asked as he stopped beside his large and powerful bike.
“I’m ready for anything,” Lily purred sexily.
Claxton caught her to him and kissed her hard plunging his tongue into her mouth and plundering her sweet warm depths. When he finally lifted his head Lily was glassy eyed and gasping for breath.
“Put this helmet on,” he ordered as he shoved a helmet into her hands.
Dazed from his kiss Lily complied and was soon sitting behind him on his bike, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tight when he kicked the bike to life.
The ride through the streets was fast and Lily found the feel of the bike beneath her exciting as they sped along.
“I’m going to get myself one of these,” Lily thought to herself as Claxton sped through a traffic light as it turned amber.
Half an hour later Claxton rode the bike onto the lawn of a large sprawling house among other bikes and put the stand down before turning the engine off. He motioned for Lily to get off the bike and she swung her leg over behind herself awkwardly and stumbled slightly as she found her feet.
“Will we be here long?” Lily asked she glanced around at the groups of rough looking bikers uneasily.
“For the rest of the night. We’re having a party and I decided it was time you were introduced to the gang,” Claxton told her with a closed look.
Lily looked around noticing how much interest she was causing; she swallowed hard suddenly unsure if being there was a good idea.
“I don’t know …” Lily started uneasily.
“Come on – it’ll be good fun,” Claxton said with a charm filled smile.
When Lily stood there undecided for nearly a minute Claxton gave a shrug, “Well I’m going to go have some fun. Stay or leave – please yourself,” with that announcement he turned and headed towards the front of the house.
Lily hesitated a moment longer then pulled her helmet off, placed it on the handlebars of the bike and hurried after him. “I’m coming,” She said sounding slightly unsure even as she followed him.
Claxton didn’t reply just slowed his steps slightly until she caught up with him and then continued into the house.
“Mmm, fresh meat.” Someone murmured under their breath.
Lily heard and glanced around nervously; she hurried to catch hold of the back of Claxton’s jacket.
“I think I should go home,” She told him nervously when he glanced over his shoulder at her.
“Nah you’re okay,” he brushed her concerns aside.
Lily stopped following him for a moment but when he didn’t stop she hurried after him once again. The room she followed him into was a kitchen and she spotted him at the fridge getting himself a beer.
“I got beer or the tequila on the top shelf. Help yourself to a drink,” Claxton said as he moved away from the fridge.
“This what was taking you away from the house?” A large biker asked.
He stood just less than six foot tall with broad shoulders; he carried an extra twenty or so kilo in excess weight throughout his shoulders and torso. His head was clean-shaven and tattoos decorated much of the exposed skin on his arms, chest and neck.
“Yeah Boss. Lily come here,” Claxton ordered from where he stood near the man who had spoken and two others.
Lily eyed the three strangers warily as she walked over near Claxton and stood so he was between her and them.
“This is Burg, he’s the boss. He runs our group. That’s Guy, the Boss’s Sargent at Arms and that fellow on the end is Emery. One of the lieutenants.” Claxton informed her.
“Hallo,” Lily said quietly but clearly. Her speech even just the one word was in sharp contrast to that in and around the house; her voice and speech was clearly well educated while most of the men spoke in rough tones and language of those who had little or poor education.
“Good taste Claxton,” Guy said with a grin.
Burg regarded Lily silently for a few moments longer before he gave a brief nod, “Claxton said to help yourself to a drink,”
Lily caught the tone of authority in his voice and recognised the statement as the order it was. She glanced at Claxton who was watching her closely before turning back to the fridge; she discarded all thoughts of drinking the tequila knowing it was a strong spirit and opted for a bottle of beer instead.
The top proved stubborn and hard on her hand as she let the fridge door shut so she unfastened her jacket and grabbed the tail on one side of her vest to cushion between her hand and the bottle top. The top let go with a faint fizz and cold tendrils of vapour rose as she lifted the top off and looked around the kitchen for the bin.
“Take your jacket off and let me really see you,” Burg ordered sharply.
Lily glanced at Claxton surprised and uneasy, he gave a curt nod and watched her with narrowed eyes.
“Do as the Boss ordered,” Guy said in a firm tone.
Lily realised that things were as she had heard rumoured; the women were expected to be totally subservient to the men within the gang and clearly Claxton had seen fit to introduce her into the gang.
With one last glance towards Claxton Lily met his eyes for a second then placed the bottle of beer on the table and the top alongside of it. So what’s new in life? Lily wondered faintly as she thought of the way her father dominated the family.
Taking hold of both sides of her open jacket she met Burgs eyes with a faint hint of challenge.
Burg watched as the girl Claxton had brought to the clubhouse met his eyes, he recognised the challenge in her eyes as she stood defying him. He shifted his weight and frowned in annoyance ready to enforce his order.
He saw the hint of a smile that flickered at the corners of her lush lips and then she was slowly slipping the jacket open and back off her shoulders to slide down her arms. He felt his body leap to attention at the sight of her slender body in a vest that laced up in front and jeans that fit like a second skin.
“Turn around,” Burg said huskily.
Lily turned around with her jacket hanging from her wrists; she heard a grunt of annoyance from one of the men and glanced back over her shoulder at them as she let one sleeve slide off a hand.
“Happy now you saw my butt?” Lily asked saucily. She let the tip of her tongue peek from between her lips to swipe over her bottom lip as all four men hurriedly looked at her face.
“I aint seen ya butt yet bitch. Ya still got your jeans on,” Burg told her with a frown.
Claxton reached her in two swift strides, grabbed her by the upper arm and gave her a swift shake. “Don’t talk to the Boss like that!”
“Don’t be too harsh with her Claxton, I like her spirit. It’d be a shame ta break it,” Burg told him.
“Yes Boss,” Claxton conceded and loosened his tight grip on Lily’s arm. “Your arse would be naked if the Boss wanted to see ya butt!” he growled at Lily.
“And I wouldn’t be lookin’, I’d be fucking ya.” Burg said bluntly.
Lily shot him a nervous look then glanced at Claxton who was watching her closely.
“Is there anywhere I can put my jacket?” Lily asked when the silence became nerve wracking.
“I’ll show you where,” Claxton said, released her arm and headed for the door. “Bring your drink with you,” he commanded before exiting the door.
Lily hurriedly tucked her jacket under one arm, grabbed her drink and rushed after him. She caught up with him in the main lounge room where a lot of men lounged around watching a motorcycle race on the television, several women were scattered among the men.
Claxton led the way into a large room that held three double beds and he motioned towards the furthest from the door. “Just put your jacket on the end of my bed,”
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