The Prince of Party Justin Poole

The Fame Game

Jimmy, Chris, Tyler and I are headed to the mall to promote tonights show.  I believe this is Richmond Virginia but I really haven’t been paying attention.  We’re standing in front of the record store when two young girls make their way over to us.  They introduce themselves as Charlotte and Lauren, they say they’ve heard of our band, I don’t really believe them, but I’m not going to argue.  Tyler asks them if they are coming to the show tonight, they of course are.  Jimmy shifts into business mode and begins attempting to sell them some T-shirts, they try to haggle with us, flirting and hinting at what they would do for T-Shirts and backstage passes.  I can’t help but laugh, the venue we’re playing tonight isn’t even big enough to have a backstage area.  Tyler lets them know we haven’t checked into our hotel room yet and could use a place to shower, they invite us back to their apartment.


Tyler is riding with the girls and we’re following in the van.  We see Charlotte climb into the backseat with him and we share a bit of a laugh.  Chris pays Jimmy the five dollars he owes him, it seems they had a bet on how long it would take Tyler to fuck one of the girls, Chris said it would happen after the show, Jimmy said before, had I known about the bet I would have wagered he’d fuck one in the car and the other at the apartment.  You never bet against Tylers quick wit and pretty cock.   

When we reach the apartment Tyler and Charlotte disappear into a bedroom and Lauren points Chris in the direction of the shower.  Jimmy and I take a seat on the couch and Lauren makes her way into the kitchen. Everything in the apartment is white and it reeks of pine.  There isn’t anything on the walls nor on the coffee table nor the end table next to the couch.  I notice a nintendo on the floor in front of the television and crawl over to it, it is hooked up so I turn it on and reach up to switch the TV on, the familiar sound of the Mike Tysons Punch Out theme blares out of the speakers.  I lose myself in a different world for what seems like only minutes.  The tour, the band, the girls, the drugs, everything she said to me before she left, it all makes its way to the back of my mind as my memory works overtime to recall the precise strategy required to defeat King Hippo and Bald Bull.  Before I can make it to Mike Tyson I feel Jimmy nudging me with his foot, I keep my eyes glued to the screen.

He nudges me again

“Dude, hey.”

I respond mockingly

“Hey, dude, what”

“Look.”

“Look at what man, I’m busy.”

“Just turn around dude.”

I pause the game and turn back towards Jimmy and then look in the direction he is pointing.  Lauren is still in the kitchen, she is standing in front of the stove cooking something that smells like garlic soaked in garlic sauce.  She has removed all her clothes and is wearing nothing but a tiny blue apron.  

Jimmy smiles at me with a grin like a fat kid in a candy shop.  It occurs to me at that moment that he hasn’t been laid at least since this tour started.  I nod in her direction.

“Make your move buddy, shes all yours.”

Before he can leave the couch Lauren turns around and begins walking towards us.  She does her best to make seductive eyes in our direction as she draws nearer.  I can tell this isn’t something she does often.  Despite the fact that she is a rather busty and nearly naked girl with fiery red hair, nothing about her really says sexy.

I can tell she has something more on her mind than just Jimmy and if this were after the show tonight I would tell her to fuck off but the problem is the show is still a few hours away and we need this girls money.  We need this girls love and we need her support.  What we really need is for her to call all of her friends and tell them she just fucked two rock stars and that they should all meet her at the club tonight so she can introduce them to us.  This wasn’t really the kind of promotion we had in mind when we headed to the record store but I guess it will work just as good if not better.  My heart isn’t in it and neither is my cock but he only takes a bit of convincing and my wallet is hurting.  I guess tonights performance will just have to start before the show.

I grab her by a wrist and pull her close to me, I hold her tight and kiss her roughly.  She moans into my mouth as I reach under the apron and spread apart her pussy.  She is already dripping wet.  I tell her she is going to fuck Jimmy now and me later, she doesn’t speak, just nods her head.  Jimmy takes his dick out and sits back down on the couch, I turn her away from him and she sits down, impaling herself on his cock in one fluid motion.  She moans again, louder this time, with her eyes locked on mine.  I watch her tits heave up and down as she bounces slowly on his dick, I feel mine starting to grow hard.  She watches my hand as I rub my cock through my skinny jeans, if they’re good for anything its showing off your package.  Her eyes shift from mine to my crotch as she plays with her nipples and rides Jimmys dick.  I reach down and unbutton my fly, her eyes grow wide as my cock springs out.  I stand in front of her slowly jerking off, my eyes never leave hers.  

In my mind my hands are on the controller, I’m ducking and dodging, punching and weaving around the ring.  Piston Honda is eyeing me, he wants me to go down for the count but he doesn’t have the punching power.  I hit all the right buttons and make all the right moves.  My secret combinations are dangerous and my star punch is a killer.  Just when I have him dazed I move in for the knock out.

I thrust my hips forward and penetrate her open mouth.  She takes each and every inch, sucking greedily.  Her hands are rough and her motions are clumsy but what she lacks in technique she makes up in enthusiasm.  I close my eyes and let her do the rest.  

I hear the ref counting loudly.  The crowd roars their approval.  I can see the title belt ahead of me.  I am just inches from the prize.  Another knockout victory on the road to fame and fortune.  

I cum in her mouth with money and success on my mind.  She swallows each and every drop.  Smiling at me like I did her a favor.  I wink and tell her there is more in store for her after the show.  I walk down the hallway to see if Chris is done with the shower yet, leaving Jimmy behind to finish her off

Disney Princess Handjobs

The Cinderella:She farts just before you cum and then vanishes 

The Ariel:She doesn’t shower for a few weeks before the handjob.

The Pocahontas:You both ingest hallucinogenic mushrooms and then she paints with all the colors of the wind.   With your dick.

The Rapunzel:She braids her hair around your cock and then jerks you off with her head.

The Snow White:Only guys under 5’5 allowed.

The Sleeping Beauty:She remains perfectly still while laying down with her hand held in a circular position.

The Belle:You put on a bear costume and she jerks you off while reading a book.

The Jasmine:She gets down on her hands and knees and you straddle her with your legs over her shoulders as if she is a magical carpet.  She rocks back and forth giving you a ride while reaching up with one hand and jerking you off.  She also sings “A Whole New World” throughout.

Wild and free

When he arrived home that night it was late.  Late enough for her to have fallen asleep waiting for him but he was a bit drunk and very horny so she’d just have to wake up.  

He took his clothes off and slid into bed behind her.  She began to stir as she felt his warm body pressing against hers.  He let his hands glide down her back and stop at her bare ass.  Squeezing her ass he whispered into her ear “If you’re not soaking wet right now I’m going to be very upset.”

He reached around to feel her freshly shaved pussy.  She was wet, but not wet enough.  

He pulled her out of the bed by a handful of hair and layed her over his knee.  Time and time again his hand fell swiftly, striking her ass until it was red and swelling.  With each and every single spank she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter.  The pain was immense and her eyes were watering but she’d never felt so aroused.

As he continued spanking her he made her tell him just how much she loved his cock.  He demanded she tell him where she wanted to be fucked.  Where she wanted him to cum.  She squirmed with delight as she described to him her obsession.

He reached beneath her and was satisfied with what he felt.  He put her fingers to her mouth to let her taste.  She sucked them into her mouth greedily, loving the taste of her arousal on his fingers.  

He pulled his hand from her mouth and grabbed a hold of her wrists pulling her arms behind her back.  He reached down and took the belt from his pants and used it to fasten her wrists together.  He pushed her face into the bed and took his place behind her raised ass.

Slowly he pushed the head of his cock into her dripping wet pussy.  She began to moan as if she’d cum right then.  He slowly rubbed it up and down her pussy making her shake with pleasure.  Just as he was about to thrust into her she thrust back against him impaling herself on his thick hard cock.  

That was a mistake.

He grabbed her by the binds around her wrists and pulled her to her feet, spun her around to face him and slapped her across the face.  She let out a surprised yelp but was cut off by his hand around her throat as he took her down to the bed.  With both hands wrapped around her neck he thrust into her with every ounce of strength he had.  Her entire body convulsed.  She wrapped her legs around his body pulling him in closer as he slammed into her again and again.  Just as she was about to pass out he relaxed his grip

and she felt him explode inside of her

Setting off wave after wave of orgasm as her body clenched his.

Justin Poole is no longer writing erotic stories.

Why?  

Because they’re nothing.

They’re shallow, meaningless, void, trite, cheap wastes of time.

They are a waste of my time and they are a waste of yours.

There is nothing revolutionary nor life changing about the mechanical and unimaginative description of sexual acts.

I gain nothing when I write them but whats even worse is that you gain nothing when I write them.  You learn nothing when I write them.

I don’t want to waste my own time but more importantly I don’t want to waste your time.

If you’re going to devote time out of your life to reading the things I have to say than I want to repay you in the best way I can.  I want to give you what you deserve.  

There is nothing wrong with being the writer who arouses his readers

but I want to arouse your minds.

And you love it.

I’ve tied you to the table at the foot of my bed, your arms stretched out and tied to the legs at the far end, face down against the cool smooth wood and your legs bound to the near legs of the table, spreading them just wide enough for me to have a perfect view of your already dripping wet pussy.

I slowly rub my cock up and down your cunt, teasing and driving you mad.  I pull out and slap your ass with my cock, leaving a wet spot in the shape of my dick.  Once I’ve got you begging for me to fuck you I slip just the tip inside of you.  You try to push your hips back against me, desperate to feel it all but I pullout and slap you hard across the ass, over and over until I’ve left red hand prints on both sides.  I tell you that I am in control and I will decide when you get fucked.  You moan out your compliance.

I untie you from the table and tie your hands behind your back.  I drag you over to the bed and sit you down on the edge.  I begin slowly stroking my thick hard cock just inches from your face.  You watching me hungrily, aching to taste me, aching to be touched, aching to touch yourself.  You lean forward just a bit attempting to suck my cock into your mouth.  I slap you across the face and grab a handful of your hair and yank your head back.  I tell you that you’ve just used up your last chance, one more mistake and you’ll be severely punished.  You nod your understanding.

I take out a blindfold and wrap it around your head.  You’re trembling with anticipation.  I rub my cock across your lips and down your throat to your chest.  Pushing your tits together I fuck them for a brief moment before returning my cock to your lips.  I push the tip into your mouth and then withdraw it, rubbing your saliva around both of your nipples.  I grab a handful of your hair and start fucking your face.  Slowly at first and then faster and faster.  I wrap my free hand around your throat and squeeze as I continue fucking your face.  You moan around my cock and suck greedily as if it is the most amazing thing you’ve ever tasted.  I pull out and release my grip allowing you to catch your breath for a moment.

I reach down behind you and grab you by your wrists, I roughly lift you from the bed, turn you around and shove you down over the edge.  Without hesitation I thrust into you from behind.  Pulling myself forward by the rope holding your wrists together.  You scream out in pleasure and I thrust into you again.  Over and over as you push back against me in a frenzy.  I feel your pussy clamp down on my cock as you cum over and over and I smile to myself in satisfaction.  

I pull you to your feet and then instruct you to get on your knees.  I jackoff over your face as you lick my balls and before long I’m exploding, covering your face and tits.  I tell you that you did good.  You thank me for fucking you like the dirty little slut you are.

You belong to me

You will obey the rules I have made for you.

Insubordination will be met with harsh punishment.

Enthusiasm and creativity will be rewarded.

When in our home you will be either naked or in the following

A bra or corset.  Skirts or dresses.  No t shirts or jeans.

I will take you anytime I want to take you no matter where we are or what we are doing.  However there will be a loosely regulated daily schedule.

You will wake me in the morning with oral sex.  Should I wake first I will surprise you.

You will meet me in the shower approximately ten to fifteen minutes after the oral sex and I will fuck you up against the shower wall.

During breakfast I will fuck you on the kitchen table or the counter.

Prior to lunch you will orally pleasure me while I write.

After lunch I will take you on my desk.

Around dinner time I will either fuck you while you cook or you will fuck me while I cook.

After dinner you will ride me while I write.

Before bedtime I will fuck you on the front porch.

You will sleep either naked or in something easily removed should I wake in the middle of the night with a desire to pleasure you.

The safety of illusion

You’ve wanted this for so long now.  You have dreamt of it.  You have craved it.  You have ached for it.

And now it is yours.

You sit on the edge of the bed waiting.  Nervously anticipating.  Wondering if it will be everything you’ve imagined.  Hoping it isn’t more than you can handle.

I walk into the room and you look to my eyes.  You can feel the passion burning inside of you.  It leaps like a spark from my eyes to yours and sets your insides on fire.  The temperature in the room has noticeably increased, you feel it most between your legs.  Warm, wet, and wanting you continue to wait.

I walk over to you and reach out, softly caressing your cheek.  I tilt your head up towards me and lean down to kiss you softly.  As our lips meet you feel yourself melting, everything you have is now mine and you couldn’t be happier to give it all away.  

I know I have you.

I reach down and grab you by the back of your head, wrapping my hand into your hair.  I yank you to your feet as you let out of gasp of excitement.  I kiss you hard.  You kiss me back, hungry and needy, you wrap yourself around me, trying to make our bodies into one.  

I break the kiss and turn you around.  I sink my teeth into your shoulder and you shudder in excitement.  My hands move up your stomach and over your tits, rough and hasty, my right hand ends at your throat.  You moan your surprise as I tighten my grip with both my hand and my teeth.  You feel my hard cock pressing against your ass and you push back towards me.

I grab you by your hair again and drag you down to the bed.  I shove you into the position I want.  On all fours with your ass in the air and your face in the bed.

I slap your ass, once, twice, again.  Hard.  You cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.  You lift your ass a bit more and shake it at me.  Inviting me to take exactly what I want.  You’re being a bad girl.  You know just what I like.

I rub my cock up and down your pussy and you are dripping with excitement.  I pull back and slap my cock down on your ass leaving wet spots in the shape of the head of my dick.  You turn back to look at me and demand I fuck you.  

I reach down and grab you, roughly flipping you over.  I thrust into you without hesitation, you scream my name.  I pull out and climb up to you and shove my cock into your mouth silencing you.  I know you love to taste yourself on me.

I fuck your face roughly, your big pink lips stretching around the width of my cock. I reach down and grab your throat keeping control of you in every way.  Your hands are squeezing and twisting your nipples as you convulse with pleasure.  

Just as I am about to cum I pull out of your mouth and slap you hard across the face.  You nearly cum as I strike you again.  I can see you’re about to lose it.

I move back down and slap my cock against your clit.  You thrust your hips up at me again and again as I continue teasing you.  You are soaking the bed.  I lean down and lick slowly from bottom to top attempting to get every last drop.  Your entire body begins to shake as you start to cum and I once again thrust into you.  Your pussy clamps onto my cock like a vice and we cum together for what seems like forever.

Once our bodies finally relax I pull out of you.  You lean down and take me into your mouth sucking me clean.  

You look up at me with the sweetest look in your eyes and say

“Can I please have some more?”

You’ve forgotten your place

It seems as if the hand prints I left across your ass were not enough.  Apparently the burning sting you felt each time you sat wasn’t enough to remind you.  You’ve forgotten your place.  You’ve forgotten that you belong to me.

When I arrive at your apartment I can see the surprise in your eyes, replaced swiftly by a mix of terror and anticipation.  I push open the door and grab you by your wrist pulling you towards the couch.  I roughly shove you down onto the couch and you look up at me with anticipation as I undo my belt.  I command you to your knees and you oblige.  I remove my hardening cock from my pants and wave it just in front of your mouth, you follow with your eyes.  You lean forward just a bit, anxious for a taste.  I grab you by your hair and yank your head back.  

“I know what you did and I know that you know it was wrong.”  

You whimper slightly as I pull your head back further.

I push you to your hands and knees and wrap my belt around your throat.  I pull it tight and begin leading you towards your bedroom.  You follow along without the slightest bit of hesitation.  I can tell you’re learning your lesson.  

I force you over the edge of your bed and begin spanking your ass.  Swift and strong my hand finds its home on your smooth pale bottom.  It doesn’t stay pale for long.  With each spank you let out a moan and as I continue on I can see you getting wetter and wetter.  I rub my cock down the crack of your ass to your dripping wet pussy where I pause just a moment before thrusting into you.  You scream and I pull out and resume the spanking.

I can feel your body shaking the entire bed as you throb with agonizing pleasure, desperate for a strong fucking.  I pull your leash and drag you back to the floor.  I stand over you and look you in your eyes.

I begin stroking my thick hard cock over top of you.

“Your body is mine and mine alone.”  ”I will do what I want to it whenever I want to.”  ”This cock is your God.”  ”You will worship and obey.”  ”You will praise.”

I tell you to spread your legs for me and then I cover your wet pussy in my cum.

I pull you to your feet and tell you to put your underwear back on and go to the store.  You will purchase what you need to make me dinner and then return.  You will prepare the meal and serve it to me and you will do so without cleaning my cum off of your body.

When dinner is over I may let you have a taste of your God.

Miss Miserable Mistress

Behind stacks of old books and between shelves I found her.  She always worked on Thursdays.  I always visited the library on Thursdays.  She always wore black skirts.  I always had questions about books on the shelves just out of her reach.  She always reached them for me.  

It was on a Thursday when I’d asked her to bring down an older copy of a Lovecraft book I’d been eyeing for weeks.  It was on the sixth shelf from the ground and she needed the ladder.  I held it steady for her as she climbed.  Her skirt fit tightly around her voluptuous ass.  She reached out for the book, her ass wiggling seductively above my head as her fingertips grasped the spine.

She climbed back down and handed me the book.  Her eyes burned into my heart as she kept me locked in her stare.  I thanked her and turned to walk away.  After a few steps she called out to me.  I turned back towards her and she began slowly unbuttoning her blouse.  

“This is what really want isn’t it?”  She asked me.

“This is why you come here every week isn’t it?”

I could only nod.

She motioned with her finger for me to come closer.  I did.  She reached out and gripped my cock through my jeans.

“Already hard?”  She asked me

I once again nodded.

She took my hand and led me back towards the biography section in the back corner of the library.  Upon our arrival in a dusty corner of the dimly lit section she pushed me up against the books and kissed me like I’d never been kissed before.

Her mouth was fire and my lips were ice, I melted in her mouth.  She bit my lip sharply as she pulled away from me and worked her hands down the front of my pants.  Before I could even come to grips with reality she had pulled my dick from my pants and taken it hungrily into her mouth.  She was all predator and I was her feast.  She sucked me like a demon possessed and I felt my knees go weak.

Before I could finish she stood up and kissed me on the lips then turned around to face away from me.  

She asked me once again

“This is what you really want, isn’t it?  

Shaking her ass for me once again.

I finally found my words

“Oh God yes”  I muttered softly 

She lifted her skirt up to reveal her round white ass and before she could say another word my animal instincts took over.

I grabbed her around her hips and thrust up into her hot wet pussy.  She gripped me like a glove with her hands pushing off the shelf in front of her for more leverage.  I slammed into her over and over with every ounce of power my legs could muster, gritting my teeth as I focused all my energy on fucking her directly off her feet.

She urged me on telling me “Faster!” and “Harder” 

I gave her everything I had and more until I felt her pussy clamp down even harder on my cock as her body quivered with orgasm. Before she had ceased her shaking I was emptying myself inside of her.  

The two of us collapsed back against the bookshelf at my back.  Panting, sweating, and satisfied.

Once again she spoke before my words could reach my lips.

“I will see you next Thursday.”

And with that she pulled her skirt back over her ass and walked away.

I am all you’ve ever wanted.

I’ve tied you to the table at the foot of my bed, your arms stretched out and tied to the legs at the far end, face down against the cool smooth wood and your legs bound to the near legs of the table, spreading them just wide enough for me to have a perfect view of your already dripping wet pussy.

I slowly rub my cock up and down your cunt, teasing and driving you mad.  I pull out and slap your ass with my cock, leaving a wet spot in the shape of my dick.  Once I’ve got you begging for me to fuck you I slip just the tip inside of you.  You try to push your hips back against me, desperate to feel it all but I pullout and slap you hard across the ass, over and over until I’ve left red hand prints on both sides.  I tell you that I am in control and I will decide when you get fucked.  You moan out your compliance.

I untie you from the table and tie your hands behind your back.  I drag you over to the bed and sit you down on the edge.  I begin slowly stroking my thick hard cock just inches from your face.  You watching me hungrily, aching to taste me, aching to be touched, aching to touch yourself.  You lean forward just a bit attempting to suck my cock into your mouth.  I slap you across the face and grab a handful of your hair and yank your head back.  I tell you that you’ve just used up your last chance, one more mistake and you’ll be severely punished.  You nod your understanding.

I take out a blindfold and wrap it around your head.  You’re trembling with anticipation.  I rub my cock across your lips and down your throat to your chest.  Pushing your tits together I fuck them for a brief moment before returning my cock to your lips.  I push the tip into your mouth and then withdraw it, rubbing your saliva around both of your nipples.  I grab a handful of your hair and start fucking your face.  Slowly at first and then faster and faster.  I wrap my free hand around your throat and squeeze as I continue fucking your face.  You moan around my cock and suck greedily as if it is the most amazing thing you’ve ever tasted.  I pull out and release my grip allowing you to catch your breath for a moment.

I reach down behind you and grab you by your wrists, I roughly lift you from the bed, turn you around and shove you down over the edge.  Without hesitation I thrust into you from behind.  Pulling myself forward by the rope holding your wrists together.  You scream out in pleasure and I thrust into you again.  Over and over as you push back against me in a frenzy.  I feel your pussy clamp down on my cock as you cum over and over and I smile to myself in satisfaction.  

I pull you to your feet and then instruct you to get on your knees.  I jackoff over your face as you lick my balls and before long I’m exploding, covering your face and tits.  I tell you that you did good.  You thank me for fucking you like the dirty little slut you are.  I tell you that I have one last surprise before I untie you and I remove your blindfold just in time for you to see the door opening and my three friends walking into the room, their cocks already hard.

Party.

As she walked up the pathway to the house her heart pounded in her chest.

This was her first private party as an adult entertainer and she wasnt entirely sure what to expect.

The club was so formulaic and repetitive, walk out on the stage, work the pole, make your way around the outside pausing to shake for those willing to offer up handfuls of cash.

But this was an entirely different animal.

She rang the doorbell and heard a chorus of cheers erupt on the other side.

The door swung open and a red faced young man, clearly inebriated and reeking of pot, gaped at her for a moment with an open mouth.

He composed himself enough to invite her in and she paused in the doorway to take in her surroundings.

Eight men and three women were strewn out around the living room all clearly intoxicated and all focusing their attention on her.

She could feel their eyes take her in

She felt the familiar tingle between her thighs and a rush of warmth to her face as she imagined what they were all thinking.

She stood over six feet in her stiletto heels, she wore no pantyhose, a short red skirt, leather studded belt, a black tank top which struggled to contain her massive breasts and a miniature hat sat atop her long platinum blonde hair.

“So which way to the guest of honor?” she asked the man whom let her in

She was pointed in the direction of a tall blonde man who sat in a recliner on the other side of the room.

She handed the woman closest to the radio a cd and continued making her way over to the blonde man.

A hush fell over the party as the smooth jazz began to flow from the speakers and she slowly slinked her way across the room, never breaking eye contact with her intended victim.

She danced in front of him, slowly and smoothly

Ten years of classical dance made her quite a sight to see,

though I suppose her father might not have paid for the classes had he known she would end up here.

She could feel his cock against her ass as she grinded herself in his lap, even through the fabric of his jeans she could tell he was very well hung.

She could feel her pussy getting hotter and wetter as every eye in the room remained fixed on her body.

She removed her top and her turned in a slow circle displaying her magnificent breasts for everyone in the room.

She noticed the girl she had given the cd to was wrapped in a passionate embrace with the man who had let her in.

On the other side of the room she saw a dark haired girl on the couch with a man on either side of her, both had their cocks out and she was almost absentmindedly stroking both of them while watching the dance.

She felt herself becoming even more aroused but also slightly worried, this was progressing much faster than she had assumed it would.

She turned her attention back to the birthday boy and began nuzzling his ear, her breasts smashing into his face.

It was at that moment that he decided he had seen enough

He grabbed her roughly around the waist and pulled her towards him

She was shocked at first but recovered her wits in time to slap him in the face

“I call the shots honey, you dont get to decide when you touch me”

“I dont think that is how this is going to go down.”  He responded

He stood up and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her face into his, kissing her roughly.

She began to panic a bit as she felt herself being overpowered.

As he began kissing her neck she looked around the room to see if she could expect help but her chances didnt seem too encouraging 

Everyone around her seemed to be approving of where this was heading

Her attention was quickly snapped back onto him as he pushed her into the recliner and began lifting up her skirt

She kicked back at him but was quickly subdued by two large men who grabbed her by her wrists.

She was pulled out of the recliner and onto the floor

She looked up from the ground at the woman by the stereo but she had knelt down in front of two of the men and was busy trying to service them both.

The girl on the couch had now been joined by the other woman and the two of them were greedily sucking the cocks of the two men on the couch.

She felt the birthday boy pull off her panties and begin to lick her pussy.

She felt her body betraying her 

Her pussy started getting even wetter with each lap of his tongue 

The two men who had helped pull her to the ground had removed her pants and each had a knee on her forearms and were both feverishly working their cocks over her face.

A fourth man made his way over to her and began calling the shots

He instructed them to turn her over

He knelt down and made eye contact with her

And spoke sternly

“This is going to happen, I suggest you enjoy it”

She admitted to herself that she actually was.

The birthday boy pulled her back towards him and impaled her on his massive cock

She let out a moan as she felt him fill her up

This was something she had always wanted, this wasnt exactly how she imagined it happening, but she was enjoying it.

She reached out and took the two men in front of her in her hands and began stroking their hard cocks.

The man in charge unzipped his pants and motioned for her to come closer

She stretched forward and took him into her mouth

She almost giggled to herself as she thought of how she must look

A man behind her fucking her brains out

A cock in each hand

and her mouth stuffed with another.

The man in front and behind her began to find a rhythm, the cock slammed into her pussy as the cock in her mouth withdrew.

They worked her like a piston, back and forth.

Rough and hard

She felt herself begin to cum 

Her body shook and quivered as she came over and over 

The man behind her pulled out and stood up

The man fucking her mouth withdrew as well

He told her to lay down on her back

She obliged 

The four men then stood over her working their cocks

and one after another unleashed their loads onto her body

She felt the hot sticky cum hitting her tits and stomach

and she knew at that moment she would never enjoy one on one sex the same way ever again

The lights have just died out

And the guitars are still ringing throughout the building 

The masses chant for one more song

as others head for the doors

We head off the stage and into the back

I sit down and fish a beer out from the bottom the cooler

My skin is clammy, damp and pale

I can still feel the hot lights burning in my brain

The rest of the guys head out to sell some merch and talk to the fans

I lean back in my chair and start to unwind

Theres a knock on the door

Im annoyed

The knock comes again

and again

I stand up and lumber towards the door

I open it just a inch

Staring up at me are two of the bluest eyes Ive ever seen

I can hear your heart beating in your chest as you smile at me, fumbling over your words

I glance down your shirt, your copious amounts of cleavage keep my attention long enough for you to slip into the dressing room

I close the door behind you and motion towards the cooler

You help yourself to a beer

I lock the door

You start to compliment me on the set, you tell me how much you love our songs

I tell you not to speak

I grab you by the neck and press you against the wall

You moan out your surprise

I kiss you hard

You pull me closer

and quickly undo my belt and push my pants down my hips

I lift your skirt up as you wrap your legs around my waist

Im inside of you as quickly as we met

I thrust into you over and over

One hand wrapped around your throat

Your head slams into the wall

I let go of your throat when your eyes begin to bulge and you dig your fingernails into my wrist.

I pull you towards the table against the wall and bend you over it 

I fuck you like I hate you

You beg for more

I lean over and sink my teeth into your shoulder

Your moans of pleasure turn into shrieks of terror as my teeth dig further and further into your skin

I rip away flesh and blood pours down your back

You try to get away but my hands are wrapped around your waist

I bend down and lick the blood that is dripping down your spine

I bite your throat

hard

Blood sprays into my mouth as you try to pull away

One more bite and you go limp

The loss of blood has left you unconscious 

I thrust into you once more

Emptying my cum inside of you.

As the crowds file out of the venue

Im sitting down to dinner