Shoppingby C.Rocker
Groupies: The term is well known in the rock and roll world.
Definition: Cheap sluts will fuck or blow anyone in the rock band or associated with the
rock bang to get the main attraction, or the star of the group.
Definition of Star: ME.
I am a well-known guitar player for a majorly famous rock band from England.
Considered provocative in my lyrics and the way I perform on stage, as well
as off stage. Have I ever been in love? naw... who needs it? There are
millions of girls waiting and wanting just to get with a rocker. That is my
job. Fuck them all make them happy. So hard to decide sometimes which ones I
want. Firm little tits, or big soft ones, tight little asses, or larger
rounder soft bums. I like women, all shapes all sizes. They all offer
pleasure unbounded when treated right.
My favorite, the young one between the age 17 and 24, with their firm tight
little bodies and their sweet scent, their soft hair, usually in the latest
styles, and their sexy open to anything attitudes. Could fuck and eat all
day in a room full of them. Rock and roll heaven. I like to eat pussy. I like
to watch a sweet young thing's face as she experiences it for the first
time, or the first man who really knows how to do it and do it right. My
tongue ring gliding over her, tickling her in places she never dreamed of
being kissed. I like them to be so excited so wet and juicy, love the taste
of them, sweet salty, musky, taste of pure female. I see a sexy woman on the
street, regardless if she is thirty or sixteen, I think instantly what it
would be like to eat her. They sense that sexual appetite in my eyes and I
know it in their blush, the telltale smile, and the trembling of their hands
or lips. It's too easy really sometimes. I am not freakish looking rockers,
fairly normal in appearance really, mostly. I tend to spike up my dark
hair in a punkish way reminiscent of the 80s bands, the glam rockers, like
the Cure etc. My eyes a deep hazel greenish brown, contrast with my fark
hair when it's dyed to near black. My clothes always classic, yet cool.
Leather, silk and fine fabrics, if you can do it, why not?
I set out to pick up a girl, just any girl. It was a weekend. Spending
some time in the States, with plenty of time to kill, no shows, dressed down
to avoid recognition. I set out to the malls. Perfect place to find young
female bodies.
I was extremely horny hadn't been lucky for a few days at least. I walked
the main mall of the city, watching for girls on the prowl. Went into a
music shop, where girls usually frequent to see what kind of guys they can
meet. Nothing of interest. One girl with black eye make up, a chin spike and
dyed orange hair. Not to my taste particularly. No matter how I did myself up
for shows, I preferred my girls to look normal.
Getting bored, I head for the food courts to get a bite. I grab a mean deal
at a taco stand and sit at a table where I can see all the main action of
the mall. A group of brothers in their gang get up strolling along making a
lot of noise, and making alot of people rather nervous passes and I have to
laugh at their antics, they don't realize how almost comical they seem, in
stereotyping themselves. Then I see her. She is walking along, minding her
own business, looking in the shop windows as she passes them. Her long pale
blonde hair swing gently with her step. She has long slender legs and is
wearing a pair of well fitting faded blue jeans, with a pair of brown
leather boots. She has a tight clingy blouse on, with the sleeves hitting
her mid forearm, showing off her slender wrist. The colored stripes on her
top accentuate her full young breasts and I feel a stirring in my groin.
Imagining these legs wrapped around me, my face buried in between them, in
soft blonde downy hair. As if she senses she is being watched she turns and
looks in my general direction but then continues on walking.
I leave my food and follow carefully not to look like I am stalking her or
anything. She goes into a shop that advertises as a "Vision of Nature". One
of the all spiritual all nature type stores where you can buy incense, and
candles and oils, and cds that spout the music of the Celts like Enya etc.
New age they call it. I follow. She is looking over some candles in the
back. I know a little about candles myself, and head that direction. I like
certain scents for certain moods, and I was in a mood. I acted like I
didn't notice her, reached across in front of her causally saying a polite
'excuse me' as I did so, then my hand brushed against hers as we both
reached for the same ocean mist scented candles. She looked up at me and her
blue eyes were smiling. I felt near out of breath suddenly. "Sorry," I
whispered unable to say much else.
"No trouble," She smiled, "They are my favorite too."
"Really?" I said finding myself again. "What do you use them for? I mean
when do you burn them?"
She blushed prettily, "During a hot steamy bubble bath, in the bathroom. It
is really very relaxing." She looked down her blushing going all down her
neck. So she wasn't immune to me after all....
"I like that thought," I said flirtatiously.
She just smiled. I reached over and grabbed a vanilla scented candle. "This
one is great too but I won't tell you what it reminds me of."
Hooked by curiosity she asked, "oh? Now you have to tell me."
"You sure you want to know?" I asked, grinning.
"Yes, your accent and your comment together have me curious." She was a
little bolder than I had thought.
"Well, I like to burn vanilla when I am making love to a woman, the scent
mingles with that of her, and its a diving experience."
She turned pink, lovely pink, and her breath quickened. "I bet it is"
she whispered.
"Shall I buy some?" I asked flirtily, invitingly.
She nodded, I was in.
I asked her her name as I paid for some ocean mist and vanilla candles, a
bubble bath after lovemaking, what could be better?
"Heather." she said.
She looked like a Heather.
I smiled, "well Heather, would you like to get a cup of coffee? or a drink?
or anything?"
"Just some vanilla candles," she breathed.
I didn't have a car, having taken the bus in from my hotel room. So we took
her car, a little red volvo her daddy had bought her as a graduation gift
from High school last year. Hmm. I did the math, she was no more than 18 or
19, perfectly ripe.
We went to her flat, her roommate was away for the weekend, just perfectly
timed. She offered me a soda, I declined. I approached her. She seemed
nervous suddenly. "I have never done anything like this before..." she
started. I realized she was afraid suddenly. I took her hands and palm up
kissed them, sending a shiver over her. "Shh, don't be scared. I won't do a
thing you don't want me to," I said.
I kissed up her arm to where her sleeve ended. Then looked at her face, her
eyes were closed as she drank in the sensations of my lips on her skin. I
caressed her cheek, and bent forward holding her face with my hand and her
hand in my other hand, I kissed her slow and exploringly, deeply, feeling
her sink against me, responding to my kiss, opening her mouth to me, moaning
in the back of her throat.
She swayed as if a little dizzy and I held her against me continuing to kiss her, nibbling on her bottom lip, sucking on it, sucking on her soft tongue that tasted of the minty gum she had been
chewing in the car. I followed her to the bedroom that was hers and she
watched as I whisked all her stuffed animals and toys of childhood onto the
far side of the bed onto the floor, and then pulled back all the covers at
once. I stood her in front of the bed and slowly pulled off her top. She
shivered.
I sighed at the sight of her full round soft breasts with their
pink tips peaking at me through pristine lacey bra. I unclasped it and
they filled my hands up as I fondled them and caressed them, feeling her
breath quicken and she had her eyes closed. No one had ever touched her
quite like this I could tell. I pinched her nipples tuffing them in my
fingers making her gasp, and then took them in m mouth one at a time licking
circles around the nipples, feeling how soft and supple they felt. Sucked at
them softly then hard, nibbling, sucking on her fleshy tits, leaving marks,
but not caring eager to devour her.
She had her head tilted back and her
breasts thrust forward, I continued my explorations hearing her panting with
desire, her breasts getting pink and rosy, swollen from my handling, my
mouth. I laid her back on the her bed, following the line of her abdomen
down to her navel, licking sucking feeling her squirm. I unfastened her
jeans and tugged them down slowly pulling off her boots too. I licked a
trail down her legs to her ankles and back up to suck on the backs of her
knees, hearing her gasp and she clutches the sheet with her hands. I lick
up her thighs caressing her along the edge of her panties, a pale of blue
silk pair with a telltale patch of darker wet material, saying how excited
she was.
I could smell it, smell her arousal and it drove me onward. I
ripped them off making her yelp with pleasure and a little fear, a little
fear goes a long way in sex, just so long as it isn't made real. I drank her
in with my eyes, her nakedness, her heaving full sweet breasts, her soft
blonde pubics glistening with her juice. I spread her legs fully and looked
at her soft pink pussy. My mouth watered, my groin ached. I bent and kissed
her fully, sucking on her and in an instant she arched against me crying
out. I licked her up and down, sucking on her clit, twirling it round and
round sliding my tongue ball over it making her squirm and squirm, sucked on
her sweet juices, then as she got close I stopped.
"Forgot something" I said and went to get the candles. I lit them and placed
them around the room as she watched. Then I undressed for her and she
reached out to touch me, her eyes hungry, her mouth dry, she licked her
lips. She wanted to taste, to touch but I pushed her back and made ready for
my own meal first.
Soon the scent of her was mingled with the scent of vanilla, I sucked and
licked and ate, bringing her to the edge repeatedly, but never quite letting
her go over. Pleasurable tortured. I slid my tongue inside her, fucked her
vigorously with it sure she could feel the silver ball sliding along her
secret spot inside and as she arched and moaned I knew I was right.
I could feel her tensing and slipped it out again licking down, down to her sweet
ass, soaked in her dripping juice. I licked it all off her, tickled her
there, making her gasp in shock and exquisite pleasure. I continued sucking
and licking, sliding my tongue in her ass and her pussy, making her scream
and moan with it, but not giving her her final release yet. She was a
trembling mess, shaking and gasping.
Then I moved up and sucked on her tits again, roughly and then her mouth. As our mouths met I realize her hunger, her desire, she bit down hard on my bottom lip, the pain an exquisite
pleasure at once, and sucked hard at my tongue. Her nails dug in my ass as
she squeezed and tried to force me to come inside her. I held back. She
kissed and nibbled, biting and sucking down my neck, down my chest til she
got to the place she hungered for. She took it roughly, sliding her hand over
my shaft, she tugged and sucked, licked and nibbled, up and down the shaft,
making me see stars.
She sucked on my balls, rolling them over her tongue,
sliding her tongue to my own ass and sending me through the roof, nibbling
at my balls at the back of them, then at the front, at the base of my shaft,
binding then biting harder enough to not bring too much pain but a jolt of
sheer pleasure and I cried out despite myself.
She seemed to come alive at
my cry. She sucked harder, moving her mouth over me, up and down, taking me
further in her mouth each time. It was beginning to become difficult to hold
back. All I could feel was her hands her mouth and her tongue all over me at
once, my whole being centered between my legs. She took me down her throat
and swallowed vigorously, and I knew I would lose it if she didn't stop. I
cried out for her to stop and pulled her off me by force.
We lay there panting together for a minute. I feeling my cock throbbing so close to
explosion, trying to get it under control, even a single touch and I knew
it would just explode. I finally got it under control and then turned her
over on her tummy and kissed my way down to her ass, licking and sucking at
her ass and pussy again working her up getting her wild.
I slid a finger inside her ass and she let out a loud screech of pleasure. I
grinned and began to fuck her with my finger in her ass. Two now, then
three, deeply, lubed up with her own juice watching her squirm in front of
me. Then as she got close again, I pulled them out and holding her ass up in
the air, slid my cock deep inside her hot pussy. She groaned as I slid
inside and I could feel her squeeze me. She started to rock her hips and
reached under herself to stroke her clit, as I held onto her hips and rocked
her, thrusting deep and hard into her.
She was tight like a hot silk glove,
and I closed my eyes as we rocked together, meeting in rhythm. I felt her
beginning to cum. She clamped herself around me and I couldn't move, it was
like a vise grip on me. I felt my cock being squeezed hard inside her, and I
gasped, as I felt ready to explode. She screamed and cried out with her
orgasm and she kept stroking, kept it going and going, and I thought she
would squeeze the very life out of me. I felt my own climax come and it
blinded me and soon I heard my own animalistic cries of pleasure and grunts
as I filled her up with all I had.
We lay in silence. the scent of vanilla in the air. She reached over and
wrapped her arms around me. She kissed my neck. "How about a bubble bath?" I
asked ready for more.
Another weekend, another city... bored and time to look for some fun... I
head for the mall..........
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