A Grope for a Smoke

Being part of a biker gang wasn’t exactly what Alex saw herself doing when she was older. As a young girl, she thought she would make a good princess or a singer. When her father passed, she inherited his bike and gear, and he made her promise to at least use the bike every once in a while, even if she decided not to continue his legacy as part of the biker club. While he never explicitly said it to her, Alex knew that her dad wanted a son, as he would have had no issue continuing their family’s involvement with the gang. On his deathbed, she could see in his eyes that he was already somewhat disappointed, even though she hadn’t made her decision yet. When his heart rate monitor flatlined, a teary-eyed Alex made a promise to him that she would continue his legacy. 

Losing their leader to natural causes was somewhat of a rare occurrence at the Devil’s Tigers motorcycle club, as they were heavily involved in criminal activity. Violent deaths of their members was somewhat common. With Alex’s father’s death being one that was on the horizon, the club had a named successor planned, one that Alex’s father did not hand-pick and would be rolling in his grave if he knew.

The club hadn’t been exclusive to only tigers in a long time, but there had never been a leader of the gang that wasn’t one. It came as a shock to many of the older members of the club when it was announced that they had chosen a hyena to replace Mr. Marx. The night of his inauguration was tense, but with the votes to back up his nomination and confirmation, the club members respected the rules that they wrote down, it was the honorable thing to do. 

Children of club members were allowed to join without having to go through the usual rigorous initiation process. Although the club only allowed men to join, when Alex’s father put her name down as his offspring, the name “Alex” didn’t immediately signal that she wasn’t a man. This opened a loophole that Alex’s father intentionally left for her to be able to join the ranks, albeit she didn’t inherit her father’s rank like she would have if she were a man, she had to start all the way at the bottom. Despite the multiple attempts from sexist club members to get her to back out, she pushed through, doing the dull dirty work that the other club members didn’t want to do; cleaning, serving drinks, and the like, until she was up in the ranks where she couldn’t be bossed around anymore. She even became close to the big boss man himself, not exactly his right-hand man, that was a tiger named Karnal, but close enough that they spent a lot of time together in his office with the door closed. Her father would never approve of her getting so close to the hyena, but she once heard him say, “Keep your friends close and your enemies closer,”. Although she wasn’t quite sure whether the hyena was a friend or a foe, just yet. The sex was good, and having the big boss of the club on your good side was even better. 

“Fuck yeah, you like that, huh? Take that yeen dick… Haaaah…” Heath said in soft huffs and pants as he thrusted his hips in and out of the tigress who was on his desk, naked, and bouncing back and forth to his rhythm. Paperwork was scattered all over, blueprints, plans, and overseas bank statements that detailed the club’s ill-gotten gains, but he didn’t care. He was the leader of one of the most powerful outlaw motorcycle clubs in the world, he could do whatever he wanted, but even he got careless when it came to pussy. Alex was trustworthy though. Being the daughter of the previous club leader, her family was as deeply involved with the organization as he was, so there was no reason for her to destroy her bloodline’s main source of income. Alex reminded him of that whenever he thought of bringing some girl from outside to fuck in his office. 

The hyena’s dick was thick, long, and uncut, just the way Alex liked it. He certainly wasn’t her type, personality-wise, but man it was hard to resist him. He had a certain smell to him that always had her coming back for more. Whenever he lifted his arms over his head, she could smell him and it instantly made her want to fuck him, it was the natural pheromones that radiated from him, and she couldn’t help it. She hated when someone’s scent could take over her mind like that, but she also loved every second of having her brains fucked out by that nasty hyena dick. 

‘Schlap, schlap, schlap.’ The wet sound of sex echoed throughout the hyena’s den, mixed in with the creaks of the wooden desk that the tigress was being fucked on. Alex clenched her pussy over and over each time Heath pulled his dick out, creating almost a suction that pulled him back in and made his knees weak. It was fun to watch a man who was often so drunk on his power, quiver to her pussy’s clenches. Pussy was powerful, and Alex’s pussy was particularly so in this case. 

“Hhhhaaahhh… Come on… Let me have it… Cum in me…” the tigress moaned and panted as she looped her arms over the hyena’s shoulders and crossed her legs around his hips to encourage him to thrust harder and faster. With his leather jacket flapping freely as he slammed his dick harder and harder into the tigress’s pussy, Heath could feel a pressure building up inside him. His orgasm was close, and with the tigress’s legs locked around him, he wasn’t going to last much longer. Mouth agape, tongue occasionally rolling out of his mouth, and drool dripping onto the tigress under him, he pulled her in for a kiss as he pumped his last few thrusts into her. The kiss silenced his grunts and moans as his balls tucked upward. His dick throbbed inside the tigress as his cum traveled through his shaft and shot out from his tip. Rope after rope of his white and hot seed painted his fellow clubmate’s womb as he sucked on her slightly rough feline tongue. 

‘Spurt, splurt, splort,’ 

The heat of his cum always had Alex’s toes curling. She could feel his cum almost sizzling inside her like sauce on a hot plate. With her lips sealed to his, her moans were muffled as she clenched around the cock that was unloading DNA inside her. With each clench, a splash of heated pussy juice shot out of her and against the hyena’s pelvis and sept into his pubic fluff. As they both slowly came down from their orgasm high, their lips parted, and they both panted heavily trying to catch their breaths. A saliva string that connected their lips slowly fell to the effects of gravity before snapping and disappearing. Heath pulled himself out of Alex’s pussy, the wet sound of his meat sliding out of Alex echoed in the room and his cum oozed and flowed out of her in a steady stream of cream as the tigress’s legs fell from being looped around him. Heath was quick to start dressing again, he shimmied his way into his boxers and pants without even wiping his dick and tucked his semi-hard cock underneath his waistband. He then helped Alex off the table and handed her clothing back to her. “Thanks,” said Alex as she took her clothes and started getting dressed. She slid her panties on, releasing the elastic waistband of them with a loud slap, put on her pants, and white t-shirt, and topped everything off with her club jacket. Once they were both fully clothed again, Heath opened up the door to his office and led the tigress back out to the main floor where the rest of the club was celebrating. 

Alex closed the door behind her and they walked through a long corridor until they arrived at a large metal door. The muffled rock n’ roll music only got louder as they approached it, and when they pushed through, it was so loud that it was even hard to hear her own thoughts. As they walked through the door and joined the other club members in their drunk celebration of a big job, Heath turned around to look at Alex and mouthed “I’ll see you later,” before he veered off to the table where his inner circle was. As he approached them, he was greeted by shouts and cheers, to which he also shouted in response. “Yoooo! How are my boys doin'? Turn the music down a little will ya? I can’t even hear the voices in my head telling me to murder my family!” he joked. There was a lot of laughter and he sat down at the table as the music was turned down significantly. With Heath in his element, Alex ventured off to the bar to grab a beer, sat down, and watched the boxing match that had already been playing on the TV when she got there. She sipped her beer and occasionally turned over her shoulder to look at the commotion or drunk fights going on between her peers. Most of the fights were over women, it was common for club members to compete for the same one, fighting almost to the death at times. Alex had been told that she would get used to the sound of bottles breaking and the occasional brawl that ensued, but she never really did. Her ears would flicker and flatten against her head for a short bit before returning to normal. 

“Still not used to the fighting, huh?” A voice came from beside Alex. A fellow club member slid his way into the empty stool to her left and gestured to the bartender for a beer, which he swiftly received. Alex could recognize that voice anywhere, it belonged to one of Heath’s top brass, his right-hand man, Karnal. Karnal was one of the newer club members, young, strong, and fearless. He very quickly rose through the ranks and gained favor from Heath for being one of the few tiger members that didn’t dislike him for being a leader without the stripes. Alex found it odd that he wasn’t at his boss’s table, though. 

“Never going to get used to it,” Alex said with a chuckle as she brought her beer to her lips and took a sip. After a fat gulp, she turned to look at Karnal. “And why are you not sitting at your owner’s table? No longer his favorite?” The tigress teased.

“I think you’re his favorite, Alex.” Karnal snapped a tease right back at her and took a sip from his beer so large, by the time he placed the bottle back down, it was already just a small sip from being empty. He let out a satisfied sigh as he turned the bottle around to read the label. 

“Oh, so that’s what this is about? You here to reclaim Heath’s love?” Alex snorted. “I mean, you could just ask him, but I’m pretty sure he doesn’t swing that way.” 

Karnal raised his brows at Alex and shook his head. “Am I not allowed to come by and chat with you? Do you hate me that much?” he chuckled. He downed the remaining bit of his beer and raised a finger toward the bartender to get another one. Alex took another sip and finished her beer, too, but she didn’t ask the bartender for a refill, instead, she turned to face Karnal and leaned her elbow on the bar. “I think you are the one who hates me. You aren’t very good at hiding the disappointment on your face, Karnal. Every time you see me, it’s like I just told you someone died.” 

The boss’s right-hand man shook his head and took another large sip of his beer, downing the entire bottle in one go without even a hint of discomfort. Once he was done, he set it down and turned to face Alex in the same fashion that she was turned to face him. “I don’t hate you, Alex. In fact, I came over here because I saw you sitting alone and figured you might like some company. Join me for a smoke?” He gestured his head toward the exit and smiled at her. Alex was a little hesitant, but as much as she found Karnal’s actions suspicious and his intentions ambiguous, she nodded and shrugged her shoulders, “Sure, I could use a smoke.” 

It was chilly outside and there was a light breeze that made it feel even colder than it actually was. Once Alex and Karnal stepped outside the clubhouse, they walked over far enough away from the entrance to not get any complaints from any non-smokers. They stood by a couple of parked bikes, breathing out steam as they both fished in their jackets for their cigarettes. Alex patted her leather jacket, then did the same with her pants pockets, and realized that she didn’t have any cigs to smoke. She watched as Karnal reached into his jacket pocket for a pack and into his back pocket for a lighter. He popped one of those skinny white beauties into his mouth before he saw the way Alex was looking at him. Before she could even say anything, Karnal extended the pack of smokes to her and nodded. She bummed a smoke off of him and waited for him to light his own cigarette before leaning forward and letting him light hers. She took in a deep breath, inhaled the smoke, and blew it out in a long exhale. She held her cigarette in between her fingers and leaned against a metal railing behind her. Karnal took in a few puffs of smoke, too, and they stood there smoking in silence for a full minute before Karnal spoke. 

“So, tell me, why does the boss like you so much?” Karnal took in another puff of smoke, the end of his cigarette glowing bright red as he breathed in. He blew the smoke out to the side once he was done and he kept his blue eyes locked to the tigress. 

“What do you mean?” Alex flicked her cigarette to knock the ash off the end and brought it back to her lips. After a big inhale, the tigress exhaled the smoke out to the side, too, to not just blow it in her fellow tiger’s face. 

Karnal put his cigarette in between his lips and took a couple of steps toward the tigress. “Oh, don’t play coy, I know he fucks you. I can always smell him on you. You got him to stop fucking random sluts, what makes you so special?” He got so close to Alex that his face hovered just a few inches from hers and his nose twitched and wiggled as he sniffed in her direction. The hint of his boss’s scent on her was one he recognized just from being around him so much, it was unmistakable. As he got closer to Alex, he placed a hand against her lower stomach and slid it down. His fingers wedged their way in between the tigress’s waistband and allowed him to undo the button and zipper of her pants using pressure alone. He wasted no time and slid his hand into her panties to cup a firm feel of her pussy. He wasn’t surprised when it was wet, dripping like she had just been fucked. 

Alex tried to take a step back when Karnal put his hand on her and slid it into her pants, but since she was leaning against a railing, she couldn’t get away and had to let it happen. Feeling the tiger’s thick fingers slide over her clit and labia made her raise her brows as she blew another puff of smoke from her lips. She let him cup a feel for 10 seconds before she grabbed him by the wrist. 

Karnal, expecting her to stop him, resisted. He was much stronger than her, so Alex was unable to pull his hand from her cum-filled pussy. Karnal raised a brow at her, “What? I gave you a smoke, I think it’s a fair trade.” Alex’s grip on his wrist tightened for a moment and she stared him down for half a minute before she let go and rolled her eyes. She brought her cigarette to her lips again and inhaled deeply. When she exhaled this time though, she blew her smoke directly in Karnal’s face. The right-hand tiger chuckled and continued to fondle her, even sticking two of his fingers into her pussy to feel how tight she was. Alex fought the urge to moan, it was hard. She stared him right in the eye as he continued to have his way with her. 

After a minute of fingering the tigress’s cream-filled honeypot, Karnal pulled his fingers out. 

‘Schlllllk!’

He brought his fingers to his face as he huffed and puffed smoke from the cigarette still in between his teeth. His fingers dripped with Alex’s pussy juice and Heath’s cum. Karnal then pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, flicked it away into the distance, and put those wet cum-slicken fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean. 

“Mhmm. Shit, no wonder the boss likes you. Your pussy is tight AND you let him cum inside.” 

Alex reached down to grab her pants and pull them up. As she zipped them back up, she watched as Karnal tasted her. “Heath is not going to like that you did that.” 

“Oh, he will, trust me.” Karnal laughed.

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Karnal by KarnalTiger 

Art by Marjani