What happens when you go to a pre-show party with a candy bowl full of E, molly and diablo and a table of free liquor?
You end up on your hands and knees straddled on top of some hot guy and having several thick flesh sticks working in and out of you like a damn piston.
At least, this is how I ended up.
I should start from the beginning.
There’s this band that I’ve been listening to since the beginning of high school and I am completely in love with the fucking singer. Even in my late 20s I rub myself silly thinking of all the ways he could fuck me. Even while being pounded by the guys I’ve dated, I imagined myself being hammered by him. The lead singer was called Nero, but that was just his stage name. Unlike other rock stars, he kept his personal life private but a little persistent stalking from me and I was able to find out more about him. I never shared anything I discovered. I kept it all in notebook under my bed.
Nero was hot shit. I’m pretty sure he did E but his body didn’t show many signs of drug use. His hair was wild and oily like Cobain but he had the confidence and stage presence like Slash. The man wore nothing but black which made him look more pale than he probably was.
I had seen him perform many times. Once I tried to sneak backstage after a show, but I was stopped by security just as I caught of glimpse of Nero sitting on a couch drinking a beer while some girl was on her knees in front of him gobbling his cock.
I wanted it to be me.
I had tickets to another show coming up in four days.
I couldn’t wait!
I had my outfit picked out. A leopard mini skirt, a very low V-neck tank that showed my perky tits perfectly and knee-high boots. Years of getting caught in mosh pits and being thrown up in the air would usually deter anyone from wearing heels to a rock concert but I had no plans of going to the actual concert.
After doing a bit of investing, I found out that there was going to be a huge party before the show. I had the address written in my notebook and I was totally prepared to hopefully get my rocks off with Nero before the show.
DAY 1
I broke my damn vibrator.
Seriously? It over heated and shorted out. The damn thing won’t come back on!
I paid over one hundred dollars for that damn thing.
Honestly, it wasn’t my fault. Sure, I’ve been using it a lot lately, but I only used it for 5 hours yesterday and about 8 hours today. Absolute bullshit. It just had to die as I was about to reach another orgasm. I get it. I came a lot already but to be edged by vibrator was just wrong and now my fingers are cramped.
DAY 2
I spent half the day naked. Getting plowed throughout the house my dad’s best friend was a great way to get some exercise.
No, my dad doesn’t know, and he doesn’t need to know. I didn’t start fucking his friend until I was 21 and it was a complete accident. I met him only a few times when I was younger. He was a contractor that spent a lot of time working outside the country. I was at Andy’s, a bar not too far from home and I happened to be sitting at a bar next to a hot older gentleman with salt and pepper short wavy hair. He had a great matching beard and mustache. He seemed to stand out with his button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and and slacks.
He didn’t have a dad bod, but he had a thick body with barely any fat but without the nasty looking muscles. He brought me a drink and talked about the hot goth singer singing on stage. A few more drinks and we told each other our names. Names like Heather and Andrew are pretty common so neither one of use really thought anything of it.
I was going to get an Uber but he offered to drive since he the 2 beers and 4 shots didn’t seem to have any effect on him. He drove me home in his vintage 60s black Mustang. I’m a very sexual person and so while he was driving, I massaged his cock through his pants. He only protested once because he almost hit a curb.
He pulled into my driveway and we walked to my door blindly as our tongues could barely stay in our mouths. He was standing behind me, biting my neck with his hands making their way up my skirt while I cursed and fumbled with my keys trying to open the damn door.
Once inside, we fought to get our clothes off and fell onto my couch. My hands found their way into his hair as he began devouring my cunt, his tongue paying special attention to my clit. I gripped what I could of his hair and bucked against his face. He nipped at my clit and I lost my shit.
I came all over his face, but he did not relent and kept attacking my pussy with his amazing tongue until I came again. My legs shaking as he crawled on top of me. One leg over his shoulder; one leg pushed out to the side and he was inside me in one push.
His cock was so fucking thick and long. His face so close that his nose was touching mine. Our mouths open, lips touching but not kissing, just breathing as if trying to take away each other’s breath. I dug my nails into his shoulders and raked them up and down his back as he continued to slam into me.
I remember how loud our moans got and we fucked ourselves into a screaming orgasm. I remember trying to get up and feeling so light-headed that we decided to just sleep on the couch. He laid on his back and I laid on his chest and made small circles around his nipple until I fell asleep.
Normally, I don’t sleep with guys I just met but I felt as if it was fine to do it with Andrew.
The next morning, I woke up to a hard cock pushing between my pussy lips and decided that this was definitely better than coffee. I sat up and took his hard cock inside me and bounced on top of him like a bunny on drugs. He didn’t try to slow me down with his hands on my hips, instead he reached up to occasionally slap my tits and pinch and pull my nipples; biting them when I leaned down close enough.
Thank God for morning wood. Nothing like starting the day with an orgasm. I offered him coffee as I reluctantly slid off of him. It was when I began pouring a cup for him that I heard him loudly say, “Oh fuck! ”
I walked back into my living room to see him staring at a picture on my wall. I wanted somewhat of an art gallery and had chosen one wall to hang my favorite pictures and pieces of art. He was staring at a double frame that held two pictures of me and my dad. The first picture was of me and him when I was 8 and we were holding fish we caught, and the 2nd picture was from 2 years ago when my dad and I went to camping.
“I’m kind of a daddy’s girl. What of it?”
“That’s your father? You and your father?”
“Yeah.”
“Holy shit. Fucking Shit.” He grabbed the rest of his clothes off the floor and began dressing.
“Dude, what is up?
“I’m just trying to process that the adorable girl who loved pink, ponies and grasshoppers became this punk rock chick that I just fucked, and she happens to be the daughter of my best friend!”
That was such a fucked-up day. I gave him a coffee and a Xanax for him to calm down and took one for myself. My dad is really old fashion and doesn’t do social media. He doesn’t even like using his smart phone so it kinda made sense that Andrew wouldn’t recognize me. It’s not like my dad had any reason to talk to me about Andrew either.
It took a few days but being that he rarely saw me when I was a kid, it was easy to overcome the issues. But just because we were able to get over it, didn’t mean my dad wouldn’t flip his lid.
Besides, it was just fucking. We weren’t in love or anything and about a month ago, Andrew got married but that did not interfere with our sex life. As a matter of fact, I was the main event for his bachelor party. Dad was on an anniversary trip with mom in Greece so thankfully he wasn’t there.
It was a beautiful spring day, and I was surrounded by 7 men who wanted nothing more than to enjoy the petals of my flower and my tight little rosebud. They were anything but delicate. No man wanted to be left out so at any time I could have one of my holes entertaining three cocks. I couldn’t walk right for a week. I loved that.
I’m not a girl who enjoys love making. I don’t care for sweet words, soft caresses, and sex so gentle that we barely wrinkle the sheets. I am a whore and damn proud of it. I’m pretty much up for anything. It’s another reason Andrew continues to fuck me. I have very little limits. I’m more than adventurous. I love my sex dirty and rough. Some would say brutal. I want to feel it a few days afterwards and I don’t care if it the fun leaves bruises.
So, I spent the day with Andrew between my legs. One of my favorite things to do with him is face fucking. I lay the bed with my legs spread. There are leather cuffs on my ankles with straps that connect to the leather cuffs on my wrists. My head hangs off the bed, my mouth stretched open by a spider gag and his thick hard cock pumping in and out of my mouth while his hands slap my cunt and tits. His balls slapping my nose and forehead while I cum again and again as he pinches and pulls my nipples.
He almost put a hole in my wall when he fucked me against it. The banana pudding I made the night before was dumped on my body for Andrew to eat and enjoy. The dining table shook under us while we were fucking, and I almost thought it would break before I got the chance to cum. Thankfully it didn’t, but I had him check the legs just in case something came loose.
I also had him check the legs of the chair on which I rode him like a wild horse.
We took a shower together and fucked like rabbits in there as well before getting cleaned up and dressed.
“Fuck. I love fucking you. You’re better than my wife. Fucking better than a sex doll.”
“That’s pretty sad. She not that much older than me. I couldn’t imagine not wanting to fuck a man like you.”
“Don’t know if it’s her catholic upbringing or because she was a virgin when we married but the girl would be better off as a nun.”
“Yeah, I don’t feel sorry for you. You married a 30-year-old virgin.”
“Should I have married you?”
“You know I’m not the marrying type.”
“Too much of a wild child?”
“More like free spirit.”
We kissed and said our goodbyes and for the next 2 days, I slept.
CONCERT DAY
Dressed in my leopard print mini and plunging V-neck, backless tank top, I took an Uber to the hotel that was rumored to host the party for the band. The moment I arrived something pulled me towards the tour bus. I walked over and ran my hand against the large vehicle as I walked along its length until I reached the door being blocked by a security guard.
I gave him a smile and he acted like he couldn’t see me.
“Anyone on board?” I asked him.
“No crazy bitches allowed.”
“That’s mean. I just wanted to see if there was a place where you and I could fuck.”
“No crazy bitches allowed.” he repeated himself.
“Don’t you know crazy bitches are the most fun.” I pulled my shirt to the side and exposed my breasts to him. I leaned back against the car behind me and hiked up my skirt to show him that I wasn’t wearing panties. My bald pussy on display, I began rubbing myself and massaging my breasts. He didn’t seem to care about the show I was putting on, but I was too into it to care.
There I was, in the open air, my body exposed to the public, masturbating for all to see and not giving a single fuck.
My back arched against the car and I came, howling like a banshee.
Not bothering to readjust my clothes I walked up to the security guard and licked the fingers that were just in my wet cunt right in his face.
Suddenly, the door behind security opened my I nearly toppled over.
“That was a nice show you put on.” The man told the security guard to get lost and that is when I noticed his fat cock hanging from his pants. If that’s what it looked like soft, I could only imagine what it looked like hard.
I tried to pull my gaze away from Nero’s cock and look at his face, but I kept glancing down at it.
“Come for the party?”
“I came for you.”
“Get in here.” he waved me in and feeling childish, I stuck my tongue out at security when I passed him to go inside.
The door was barely shut behind me before I felt a pull at my wrist. Nero stood naked in front of me, holding my wrist with one hand and stroking his cock with the other.
“I didn’t get to cum watching you earlier. You ended the show much too quickly. Once you draw in an audience, tease them, enchant them, make them want more.”
“Then what?” I began removing my clothes.
“Blow their fucking minds. Give them exactly what they ask for, then give them something new. Give them a taste of what’s to come next and then leave them on edge for the next show.”
“I want a taste now.” I dropped to my knees and circled his cock with my tongue.
“Do I even need to ask your age?”
“I’m young enough to be your daughter but totally legal.” I took his cock deep into my mouth while looking up into his eyes.
“Slowly.” He said as he rested a hand on the top of my head. “And keep your eyes on mine.”
Like a good little slut, I obeyed. Keeping my eyes on his as my tongue moved up and down his shaft. I moved to jerk him off, but he stopped me.
“That is the problem with sluts these days. You are all in such a rush. The show doesn’t start for 4 hours and I plan on enjoying myself during this time. Don’t just fuck to get off. Take a moment to actually enjoy what you are doing. Bathe in the pleasure you give and receive.”
I don’t care much for philosophical bullshit, but I was not about to waste this chance encounter. So, I slowed down and that is when I realized his cock did not taste salty. There was a sweet taste and aroma. I let his cock rest on my face as I caressed his balls with my tongue. They weren’t salty either. I took one of his balls in my mouth and sucked it gently. Being careful not to use my teeth, I massaged each of his balls with my wet tongue. When switching to the other ball, I took a moment to lick the soft delicate spot between his balls and ass.
He moved to sit on the sofa of the tour bus with my mouth still somewhat attached to his cock. Nero sat in a way that gave me full access to his cock, balls, and ass. I squeezed his ass cheeks with my hands as I ran my tongue up and down, from the tip of his cock, to the bottom of his taint. I took him in my mouth again and made sure to lick his balls each time I went back down. He wasn’t loud but he groaned softly.
I released his cock from my mouth began nibbling and biting his ass cheeks as I slowly pumped his cock with a firm grip. He sucked air through his teeth and nodded his head.
“Keep going.” He closed his eyes and leaned his head back as I parted his as cheeks and began rimming him. I had licked plenty of asses but his tasted the best. I licked him, asshole to taint as I used one hand to stroke his dick and the other to keep his ass open enough for my tongue. Even here, he was sweet. It must be an oil or bodywash he uses.
I moved back to his cock; my thumb massaging his taint while my middle finger worked its way into his tight ass.
Shit. I was getting so wet.
I made small bites on his inner thigh and gave his balls more attention with my tongue as I fingered his hot ass.
“Pull out. I gotta piss.”
I pulled my finger out of his ass and opened my mouth.
He chuckled and aimed his cock for my face. I fingered myself wildly as the warm stream of piss flowed down my face. He moved the stream down my neck and tits then back up to my face before finishing in my mouth. He warned me not to swallow.
He stood up and began jerking himself off until he spurted his cum into my piss filled mouth. I had a small orgasm as I swallowed.
He used my hair to wipe off his cock and I frowned at him.
“Disappointed?” He asked me.
“I just want more of your cock.”
“You just want to get off with my cock.”
I gave him a big grin. “Of course.”
“Don’t worry. I am anything but selfish. Get dressed. We have a party to attend.”
We both got dressed. He gave me a t-shirt to wipe my face on and I walked into the party looking like a drowned rat with racoon eyes. He took my hand and walked me through the crowd of dancing bodies until we reached a sofa where a group of men sat.
It was the rest of the band. The other guitarist, the bass player, and the drummer. The drummer had his feet resting on a coffee table where there was a bowl full of pills and bottles of liquor.
“E, Molly and Diablo. Pick your poison. I grabbed one of each and chased them down with a bottle of vodka.
“Who’s this girl?” The other guitarist whose name was Guy, asked.
“A warm mouth with eager holes.”
“I’m practically a sex doll.” I laughed. “Who wants to play with me?”
I was soon led by the men into the bedroom of the really large hotel suite. I watched as Nero, Guy, the bassist Dylan and the drummer Stephen strip out of their clothes.
“What does she do?”
“Anything we want.” Nero answered for me.
I slowly removed my clothes. They surrounded me and one of them pushed me onto the bed. I looked around and saw that they all had nice size cocks like Nero. I was definitely in for a treat. These men were going to spoil me.
Guy crawled into bed with me. He positioned me on top of him. Just as I was about to sit down and take his dick, Dylan came up behind me. The drugs started to take effect and I heard him spit. Guy began thrusting up inside me and Dylan tried to match his rhythm the moment he shoved the entire length of his cock in my ass. I tried to bounce between them, but Dylan pushed my head onto Guy’s chest and Guy wrapped his arms around me.
“Dolls don’t move.” Guy growled in my ear. The men held me firmly in place as they fucked me harder and faster as if they were in competition to see who could break me first. They were thrusting so deep inside me. The drugs enhanced the feeling, and I was lost in a haze of pleasure. I did my best to force myself to focus as this was a night I did not want to forget.
Dylan pulled and twisted my nipples, and I felt a hand slap across my face. I looked up and saw Stephen. He spat in my face and laughed as he rubbed his spit in my skin. Nero grabbed my head and licked the side of my face before pushing his hard cock between my lips. He and Stephen took turns fucking my mouth. I came all over Guy and Dylan’s cocks, but my screams were muffled by Stephen’s cock which soon erupted with piss spilling from the corners of my mouth and down my throat.
A second after swallowing his piss, Nero shoved his cock in my mouth and empty his bladder down my throat.
“Don’t spill dollie. Swallow it all.”
I swallowed his golden nectar as best I could. I felt myself drooling as Guy and Dylan’s thrusting quickened. My hair was pulled, my face slapped several times before I came howling like a bitch in heat.
I could feel Dylan’s hot breath on my skin. Without warning, he bit my neck, causing me to cry out as he came. Nero silenced me by pushing his cock back into my open mouth. Dylan pulled out of me and Guy grabbed hold me and pushed me onto my back. He pulled out of my pussy and began fucking my ass.
With my legs over his shoulders and my knees bent back to my ears, Guy’s cock felt like it was hitting my stomach. He pounded me mercilessly.
“Open your mouth doll.” Guy demanded.
I opened my mouth and he spat into it. He laughed as he shoved his finger into my throat, making me gag. Not wanting to be left out, Dylan and Stephen slapped my face before also taking turns treating my mouth like a spittoon. I swallowed and watched as Nero positioned himself so that his ass was over my face. He pulled his cheeks apart and sat on my face.
“Give me that tongue dollie.”
I stuck my out my tongue and pushed it into his hole. Stephen and Dylan busied their hands by using my hands to jerk their cocks.
Nero’s balls on my nose made it hard to breathe as he bounced up and down and rubbed his ass all over my face.
Guy began pumping into me harder and I screamed against Nero’s ass as I came along with Guy. His warm semen filled my ass. Guy pulled out of me and began spanking my pussy. The drugs prevented me from reacting to the pain.
Nero slid off my face. My hands were still wrapped around cocks, stroking them furiously. I looked at the men who getting off using my hands and then I looked up to see Nero with a glass. He poured the contents of the glass on my face and I realized that it was water.
“You tapping out dollie?” Nero and the others were perverted and rough, but Nero’s question confirmed two things. The men weren’t going to hurt me too badly. They wouldn’t fuck me if I passed out.
I shook my head.
“Words dollie.” Nero grabbed my tits.
“Please don’t stop!” I cried out.
My hands were dropped. Nero pull me by my shoulders until my head hung off the bed. Warm liquid hit my chest. Nero was pissing on my tits. The other men joined in and covered my body in their piss. It was so degrading. I wanted more. Nero pushed my tits together and fucked the space between them with his cock. My legs were held apart and I felt fingers stretching my ass and pussy. Nero pull his cock from between my knockers rubbed his piss covered cock all over my face. He grabbed my neck and fucked my mouth until I gagged then fucked my mouth again before going back to titty fucking.
These drugs were wonderful. Everything was in focus and yet everything was a blur. I felt no pain, just pleasure. Teeth on my clit. Several fingers in my ass. Now a cock was being pushed deep into my cunt.
Nero emptied his balls on my chest and neck. He stepped away from my face and I sat up slightly to see that Stephen was now in my pussy. He pulled me forward until he was laying on his back and I was laying on top of him. I felt a pair of hands on my hips and then pressure against cunt. I looked behind me to see Nero. I bit my bottom lip as he too pushed himself into my cunt. I felt someone crawl on top of me and when I turned around, Dylan’s face was in front Nero’s. Dylan pushed his cock into my ass, and I felt as the air was knocked out of me as all three men began fucking my holes.
The intense feeling caused me to drool and tears of joy began to fall down my face. Guy stood up on the bed, his feet placed on either side of Stephen, who released his grip on me, and grabbed my head. He fucked my mouth like it was just another pussy.
Stephen pinched and rubbed my clit. The over stimulation weakened me, and I pissed all over his cock and belly. He didn’t seem to care and continued to fuck me hard. I came 4 more times before the men filled all my holes with cum.
They pulled out of me and we all laid there on the bed panting. Basking in the pleasures of a great fucking night.
“You’re a pretty great fuck doll.” Said one of the men.
The only response I could give was laughter.
It took a few moments but we all finally found the energy to move. I grabbed my clothes and walked towards the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stumbled in. Thankfully I didn’t fall. I have done my fair share drugs the last few years, in doing so I’ve become somewhat accustomed to their effects. Sure, they had a strong hold on me but through my drug experiences, I was able to learn how to concentrate and focus to keep myself safe.
The shower head was detachable, and I used it to clean myself out. I turned off the water, grabbed a large fluffy towel and dried myself off before getting dressed. I walked out to see that the men had all put on robes from the hotel.
“Coming to the show?” Nero asked.
I shook my head.
“Did you not have fun?” Guy cocked his head to the side like a cute puppy.
“I had a blast. Even with the shower, it still feels like you guys are moving inside me.”
“The show starts in an hour and a half. We need to head over so why don’t you stay here and rest a little. No use going anywhere in a drugged and drunken stupor. Besides, we want to play with our dollie before bed.”
The events of the night still fresh in my mind and I had to agree. “Sure. I’m up for another playdate later.”
“Then we’ll see you after the show.” Stephen said before entering the bathroom and turning on the shower. The men showered and dressed.
“If you walk in and find me asleep, don’t be afraid to wake me up with your hard cocks.” I shouted out to them as they left. They party was shut down and the hotel suite was empty. All that was left was me rubbing my clit until I fell asleep.
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