Written erotica. NSFW, not for minors, may cause cancer, etc.

You may or may not know it, but I’m in a band. Nothing major, just a modicum of notoriety on the local level.

I’ve always wanted to have sex with a groupie. The mere concept of it makes my cock hard. Not just the kind of groupie that likes my music. No, something more than that. The kind where she worships the ground I walk on. Where she views me as some kind of primal thing, a herald of music and raw, dripping sexual energy. Energy she just wants to experience for her own.

I imagine I get off stage after we play a set and she’s there. She’s dressed to get noticed, and succeeds amicably. Tight skirt cut high, showing the curves of her legs, hips and ass. A shirt also tight, but cut low, showing off her ample cleavage. A hint of nipple shows through the shirt, and I realize she has no bra.

Other men take notice of her, but she only sees me. I take two steps off the stage, and she’s there, her eyes burning into mine like lasers.

She steps closer to me, invading my personal space ever so suggestively, aggressive yet demure. Brushing her hair from her face with her hand, she says “I like your music.”

I blush slightly, as I always do. “Thanks.”

She moves closer, more bold now. “I can’t understand a single thing you’re saying, but I can tell you’re really passionate about your music.”

I try to do the gentlemanly thing, and not stare outright at her chest. It isn’t easy. I smile and meekly say, “It has to be, or else it just doesn’t work out.”

Closer again, she’s practically pressed against me now. “Definitely” she says to me, her voice breathy and overtly sexual, “I hate it when a band has no fire for what they do.”

She turns to look at the door to the side of the stage. Her hand finds its way to my hip, and she says “Does that lead backstage? I’ve always wanted to see it.” She comes even closer, her breasts pressing against me. She leans close enough to me I can feel her hot breath on my skin and whispers “Show it to me?”

My dick is hard, my blood is running boiling hot, and I say yes before I even realize it. Her arm goes around my waist, her hand finding its way into my pocket as I lead her through the door and into the backstage area.

She leads me to an out of the way area, where no one will accidentally come across us. With surprising quickness, she pins me between her body and the wall, and with all vestiges of shyness gone, she brings her lips to mine.

She kisses me so hard, it feels like she’s trying to yank my head off. Her tongue enters my mouth, wrapping her tongue around mine in a serpentine dance of primal lust.
My head is swimming and there’s nothing in this world apart from the single point in space at which out mouths meet, our kiss a passionate singularity.

She pulls away from me, looking into my eyes hungrily as she presses her palm against my crotch, rubbing my aching cock firmly through my jeans.

She leans into me again, taking my earlobe into her mouth, pulling it playfully with her teeth. Her breath is warm and ragged in my ear as she whispers, “fuck me”

She doesn’t have to ask twice. I bring her around, putting her against the wall where I was a moment ago. Dropping to my knees, I run my hands up the back of her thighs and under her skirt, massaging her ass.

I lift up her skirt, and find she’s wearing a sexy black thong. I look up at her, grinning lasciviously. The gaze she returns is even more lecherous and wanting.

I bring my mouth to her, kissing her soft flesh gently through her thong. Then, my hands wander up, my thumbs hooking into the waistline of her underwear and pulling them down anxiously.

I put my mouth back on her pussy. She’s already wet. My tongue snakes out and teasingly flicks across her clit. She lets out a sharp gasp of surprise, which slowly melts into a pleased purr.

Again my tongue comes out, this time more firmly on her clit, licking it. My tongue takes on a mind of its own as it explores her exposed bud. Running slowly up one side, then down the other, before finally giving it a long, slow lick with the flat of the tongue.

Her fingers knead themselves through my hair, pulling on it gently, her eyes closed, back arched. My lips part slightly, and I take her clit into my mouth. I suck it gently, sending a shudder up her spine, which becomes a low, rumbling moan as it passes through her throat and out her mouth.

“Yes…” she croaks, weakly.

I purse and unpurse my lips on her, massaging her clit firmly. The low moans become a soft whine, and the gentle kneading hands in my hair clench tight, unrelenting and ecstatic.

My mouth opens and closes, popping and sucking her clit in and out of my mouth. She shudders and shakes, struggling to maintain her balance as her breath come to her erratically.

She gasps out between moans, “Your cock…now…please?”

I’m not even all the way to my feet, and she’s frantically pulling at the zipper of my pants. She yanks it down, and reaches inside greedily. Her hand wraps around my cock, and I can feel her heartbeat, pulsing in time with the throbbing of my own member.

I put my hands under her ass, cradling her as she wraps her legs around my waist. I press her hard agaist the wall, the heat from our bodies mingling and becoming as one as I take my prick in hand and guide it to her soaking wet hole. I press the head against her pussy, and slowly I enter her, my cock cocooned in the warm and wet silkiness of her vagina.

She runs her fingernails across the back of my neck, and I start to thrust in and out of her in long, slow strokes.

We grunt and moan in time with one other. I pick up the pace, fucking her faster. Our bodies collide over and over again, in sync with one another, fused at the sex.

We lose track of all time and space, and the next thing I realize is the urgent pressure building inside me.

“God,” I grunt, “Gonna cum”

“Do it, baby”

I explode inside her, a supernova between my legs, filling her with my white-hot orgasm. Over and over again, I climax deep inside her, spasming and shaking until there’s nothing left.

She purrs contently and draws me close to her, wrapping her arms around me as I gently stand her back up. I close my eyes and let my head come to rest in her cleavage, and we stand there for I don’t know how long.