Back in the mid-2000s, I played guitar in a punk band that got asked to perform a short leg of Warped Tour (a big deal back then). I was recently single and still kind of getting over it, but I was excited to play music and forget about it all.
My drummer was dating this absolute bombshell at the time. We’ll call her Janna. Well, Janna had one of the greatest bodies I’d ever seen at the time, but it was her face that got me. To me, it was perfect. Bright green eyes, olive skin, button nose, big lips, dark hair, the works. My drummer was being a dick to her all day, allowing himself to grow this rock star ego overnight—when she was way out of his league to begin with. I never liked the guy, and I called him out sternly, and he shut up for a while. I noticed a look Janna gave me, and I couldn’t tell if it was a “thank you” or a “fuck me” look. I figured I was just lustfully obsessed with her and misreading.
Janna then publicly decided to try to get me laid since I was in my rebound phase. She said, “come on, you’re hot and in a band, trust me, I’ll find someone to fuck you. You need it. You deserve it.” Teasing with shit like that, and it was distracting me from our upcoming performance. I just wanted her, and had for a while. To hear her even thinking about sex, even if it wasn’t about her, was just a lot to process while trying to tune a guitar.
She left us while we unloaded our gear from the van, and I didn’t think much more about her mission. The show went well, and I met a girl afterward who was buying one of our shirts. We were kind of hitting it off when Janna interrupts us, saying, “There you are!” Then she leaned in and whispered, “I found someone. She’s waiting in the van.”
I was like *what the fuck* and laughed it off. Janna left and I kept talking to the merch girl. I couldn’t stop thinking about who was in the van and I didn’t want to be rude, so I thought I would go check it out. I asked Janna’s boyfriend if he could watch the merch, and he said yeah, so I walked around to the band parking area. I was nervous as I walked up to the van, not wanting to turn someone down if they weren’t my type.
I walked up to the van and the back door opened before I reached for the handle. I pulled it the rest of the way open and Janna was in the cargo area; on her knees, in just her underwear. I first looked at her tits, then looked around, half expecting this to be a setup or a dream, and the parking area was vacant.
Then I hear, “What are you waiting for? Don’t you want to fuck me?”
I was speechless, but I must have nodded because she giggled, sat back against the seat and started massaging her clit through her already soaked panties. “I told you that you deserve it.”
I climbed in the van, already pulling my sweaty shirt over my head, and I shut the door behind me. She pulled me in for a kiss, shoving her tongue down my throat and telling me how she’d wanted this for months. She told me I smelled great (I didn’t) and licked the sweat from my neck. I’m playing with her tits, and next thing I know, she’s unbuckling my belt and pulling my cock from my pants. She went “Ooo” and laughed as she held it. ”It’s beautiful. So much prettier than {my drummer’s}.”
I remember asking her if she thought it would taste better, and she said, “only one way to find out,” before guiding it into the back of her tight throat. I reached down as she bobbed and pulled her panties to the side. I rubbed her clit for a minute, eventually sliding two fingers in her tight little cunt. God… I pushed her head down and when she choked on my cock, her pussy tightened around my fingers.
She laid back, pulling me on top of her. I was about to go down on her and she said, “just fuck me before someone comes.” I obliged, easing into her at first as she moaned and dug into my back, until I was eventually balls deep and plunging into her with vigorous thrusts. I pressed my pelvic bone against her clit and was grinding against her til she came. There wasn’t room for her to comfortably get on top, so I flipped her on her side, slapped her pussy juices around with the head of my cock and started fucking her again. She had a fat ass and I remember it felt so good pressing up against it with each thrust.
Eventually, I asked where she wanted me to cum, and she told me to cum inside her (thus birthing my breeding/creampie kink). Then she pulled me out, flipped back onto her back and said she “wanted to be able to watch me as I filled up her pussy.” Then she talked me to orgasm, saying I’d just made that pussy mine and how much better than her boyfriend I felt deep inside her. The talking got to her, too, and she quickly came again which made me unload about a week’s worth of cum deep into her as she quaked on my cock and moaned loudly enough that I got scared we’d get caught. We made out a bit longer, she told me she was dumping her boyfriend, and I told her I was quitting the band. We got dressed and walked back together with my cum dripping out of her.
By the time I heard from her again, I was already dating someone else. Sadly, we never reconnected, but I’ll never forget it. Top 5 sexual experience for sure.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11omlhh/the_drummers_girlfriend_true_story