Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author does not own any of the following names or personalities. The author does not imply that the people mentioned within would act or have acted in the ways depicted. No money has been made from this.
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I can't believe I'm telling this to you guys.
Okay, so yeah, I've admitted some of the nasty shit we did to groupies back in the day, but this story is gonna be embarrassing. Haha, this from a man who "has no shame." Anyway, on with the story.
This shit happened back in '86. There's this gorgeous chick with her tits jiggling in the front row. I had one of the roadies slip her a backstage pass. Whether he tried to slip her anything else is a different story, wink wink.
So she comes backstage. We're shooting the shit for awhile, and I keep noticing that she's carrying this giant purse. I keep wondering what the fuck all she has in there, what's so important that she had to bring it with her to the concert. But whatever. I get her to go back to the hotel with me.
And that's the important part, right? Scoring pussy? I sure thought so.
Her name was Irene. Stacked, as I've said, and with huge black hair, teased and hairsprayed. Big dark eyes. Killer ass. Pretty soon we're making out like teenagers, pulling all the clothes off each other. I'm so fucking hard for her... just wanna bend her over and give it to her, you know?
So she's stroking my dick with her soft little hands and whispering dirty things in my ear. She wants me to go down on her. Which I happily do.
But then... She says, "Nikki, I wanna fuck you."
I say, "Sure, baby," and push her down onto the bed.
"No," she says. "I wanna fuck you." Then she reaches for that giant purse. Oh shit.
Before I know it I'm blinking at a huge fucking strap-on dildo.
But hell, this chick is so fine... I'll try anything once.
"Are you a virgin, Nikki?" She purrs. "Have you ever been fucked up the ass before?"
My dick is jumping like a jackrabbit as I watch her put the dildo on. "Yeah," I clear my throat. "I'm a virgin."
"Well, then I'll go easy on you, baby."
I let her push me down on the bed and spread my legs wide open. Then before I know what's happening her tongue is lapping over my asshole. Oh yeah, that feels good. Pretty soon she's got me loosened up enough to slide her fingers in.
And slide them in she does, deep, brushing over some magic spot. "Oh, yeah..."
"You like that, Nikki? Want this big cock in your ass?"
I can only nod. My eyes are glued to her hand wrapped around the dildo, guiding it towards my ass. She coats the dildo with lube and pushes it against my asshole. It's cold and slippery, and I gasp.
"It's okay, Nikki baby. Just relax." She brushes my hair out of my face, strokes my cock a few more times. Then she slides the head of the dildo in.
My eyes snap shut... and here comes the embarrassing part.
I picture Tommy. I picture Tommy above me, picture his big dick sliding into my ass at the same time Irene slides the dildo in. Fucking hell. So maybe I found Tommy a little bit attractive before, maybe I'd entertained a few fantasies of him sucking my dick, but this? No.
And yet I can't help seeing him the whole time Irene is fucking me. Picturing his hair sticking to his face with sweat, his full lips smeared with a little lipstick left over from the night's show.
At this point, I'm moaning incoherently, and I hear a few soft little sounds from Irene, too.
I'm so close.
Her hand closes around my dick, and that's it. "Fuck... fuck! Tommy!" I scream.
I fucking screamed Tommy's name. Can you believe it?
Shit.
Irene thought it was pretty fucking funny, though.
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