I’ve been asked if I ever had to blow or fuck a roadie in order to sleep with a musician, and that’s a big no (I assume this tradition died with hair metal bands in the 80’s). But I did fuck one that I happened to hit it off with. This happened when I was 19.
I was at the very front of the pit against the stage before a show while a crew member was checking things and making adjustments. He was a good-looking late 20’s fellow, and he remarked to me, “You know, in that spot, John’s nuts are gonna be in your face all night.”
“That’s the idea,” I said and he smiled. I went to the show with no groupie ambitions, John being married, but it occurred to me I might have another chance of getting laid that night. We kind of bantered back and forth for a while and I made sure he could tell I was checking him out. Finally, before exiting, he knelt down and asked for my name and number. His was Ryan, he had a nice southern accent, and told me if I could hang out a bit he’d like to call me after the show.
After the show, I wandered out to my car, content in the post-concert high and daydreaming about what Ryan had in store for me. He called after about an hour, and we decided my car would be preferable to a crowded tour bus. We drove around looking for a likely spot for a while and chatting, Ryan with his hand on my leg. His hand slowly made its way higher up my thigh, going underneath my dress.
“I bet I can get you off before we even park,” Ryan said, slipping his fingers beneath my panties. He began to tease and circle my clit. I was not prepared for what it would do to my body. Being forced to concentrate on driving kept me from having an orgasm as the stimulation grew more intense, and my pleasure just kept building. I reached over to feel his hard cock through his pants and he freed it so I could stroke it. By the time we finally parked in a shadowy corner of a parking lot of a closed restaurant, I was shaking and totally overcome with the need for his cock inside me. I slid my wet panties off and climbed into his lap in the passenger seat.
We kissed and I circled my entrance with the head of his cock, teasing us both. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down, his cock pushing into me. I was already so close to orgasm from his touching me, and the sensation of being stretched and filled so suddenly almost sent me over the edge immediately. I managed to hold off a bit longer, but as I rode him, he pulled the front of my dress down and got my breasts out, fondling them and sucking my nipples. The sensation made me cum hard on his cock, and my squeezing pussy brought him to the edge as well.
When I was finished he pushed me off of his cock, trying to gain control but it was too late. With no time or room to maneuver and not wanting his orgasm to be ruined, I stroked him off. He absolutely covered my dress in cum. I climbed back into the driver’s seat and tried to mop it up with the only thing I had in the car, my panties.
After enjoying the afterglow for a few minutes, I noticed he hadn’t put his cock away and was stroking it, still semi-hard. I offered my help with it and got in my knees in my seat, leaning over to suck him. I like how cock tastes after it’s been inside me, and how my pussy juice makes it slide down my throat easily. Ryan was rock hard again soon and told me he wanted to fuck me from behind. We got out of the car, awkwardly covering ourselves, and into the back seat.
I got on all fours and Ryan positioned himself behind me, the small space forcing him to lean over my body. He pushed his cock into me again and began to pound me in a steady rhythm, his previous orgasm giving him a good deal of stamina for this round. Soon the car windows were totally fogged up and I realized the car was beginning to rock a bit with the rhythm of Ryan’s hard fucking. I began to throw my hips back against him in return, and I reached between our legs to gently caress his balls as he thrust into me. I took one of his hands off of his shoulder and put it to my mouth, sucking two of his fingers. He asked if he could cum inside me and I moaned an mm-hmm around his fingers. Ryan pounded harder before filling me with cum.
He helped me clean my windows off and I drove him back to his bus. A couple of the musicians, two women, were smoking outside the bus and they whistled and jeered teasingly at him as he kissed me goodbye and made his way back. One gave him a smack on the butt, laughing.
I had an hours long drive back home. I still lived with my parents and was relieved to find no one up when I got there, rushing to my room in my cum-covered dress. However, the next morning my Mom apparently had to move my car. She irritably told me I left something in it. I realized, mortified, that I had not retrieved my cum-soaked panties from my driver’s side floor.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tt7hky/fucking_a_roadie_in_my_car_fm