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From: redragon@interserv.com
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: THE GROUPIE PART ONE
Date: 21 Oct 1995 14:26:25 GMT
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                                     Lisa
                           "The Rock-n-Roll Groupie"

           Lisa was 19. She was a sophomore at the local state
           university. She was a brunette, five feet six inches tall,
           and weighed 119 pounds. She had size 35C breasts, long slim
           legs and a face that boys and men had dreams about.  She
           was also a groupie.  She made a habit of attending as many
           rock concerts as she could afford and doing whatever
           necessary to get into the group's dressing rooms backstage
           after the show and spending the night with at least one of
           the lucky guys. Tonight she was going to a concert
           featuring a group known as Death Warmed Over - not the kind
           of guys you'd bring home to mother, unless of course your
           mother was Morticia Addams.

           As she dressed for the evening, she went over in her mind
           the usual plan of events.  She always bought one of the
           'cheap seats' tickets, because she usually managed to trade
           sexual favors for a spot down front. Most of the security
           guards and roadies who frequented the large arena in town
           had enjoyed a quick but very satisfying blow job from her.
           This way, she nearly always got to the front row.  She wore
           a loose fitting blouse that hung over the waistband of her
           short denim skirt. Tonight, seeing as how the crowd would
           be more sleazy than usual, she went overboard - she wore
           stockings and the highest pair of high heels she had,
           killer shoes with four-inch heels. The skirt she had chosen
           was a tight, short affair. It stopped at just about the
           tops of her stockings, so the garter-straps and clips
           showed. This new style was especially erotic and on Lisa's
           long legs the nylons were even more appealing. She slid the
           tight dress up over her garter belt and pulled the blouse
           down over her bare breasts. No panties, no bra. She was
           sure to get the attention she wanted tonight.  Applying
           more than the usual amount of makeup, eye shadow and
           lipstick, she certainly looked the part of a woman in
           search of sex. And sex she was sure to get.

           Standing in line outside the arena as the crowd of kids
           jostled around, the excitement in the air was evident. Lisa
           could sense the stares and leers of the males in the crowd
           and enjoyed the attention. She always went to these
           concerts alone.  She calmly waited as the line she was in
           slowly made its way past the ticket taker and went through
           the usual search inside the arena - the city was pretty
           thorough about getting most of the booze and firecrackers
           off the kids as they came in.  The big black security guard
           at the door eyed her up and down and said in a voice loud
           enough for everyone 10 feet around to hear "I can see this
           little girl ain't got nothin' hidden on her!". Lisa just
           smiled at him and licked her lips with her tongue, teasing
           the man. Nonetheless, he made sure his hands brushed across
           her breasts and down her hips. The touch of his hands made
           Lisa's nipples begin to peak and stiffen. She wandered the
           halls a while while the opening act played. She didn't want
           to get there too early and have a late comer push her back,
           the way she usually did to the legitimate front-row
           patrons. She wandered down to the ladies room and had a few
           cigarettes, shooting the breeze with some other girls and
           in general just enjoying the atmosphere. Most of the girls
           expressed amazement at her outfit, but several said they
           had seen the style and were just waiting for someone else
           to wear it first.

           Finally the opening act finished to the obvious delight of
           most of the crowd. The house lights came up and the local
           radio station came on over the huge speakers and started
           blaring old Led Zepplin and Aerosmith tunes.  A haze of
           tobacco and hash smoke hung in the air. After killing some
           more time standing around the entrance to the lower level
           area, Lisa could sense when there was about 15 minutes
           until "DWA" as they were called, would take the stage.  She
           fluffed her hair, straightened her skirt and inspected the
           picture. Everything was fine. This would be a piece of
           cake.

           She strolled down the short flight of stairs and out onto
           the floor of the arena. Folding chairs had been set up over
           a thick plywood floor laid over the basketball court and
           ice-hockey area.  Several security guards stood around the
           front of the stage, which was raised about 8 feet above the
           floor level. An iron railing had been raised that was set
           back from the stage about 10 feet.  This area was reserved
           for roadies, tour photographers and others with official
           business. No paying customers where allowed here.  Most of
           the front row of chairs were occupied.  In all the clatter
           and noise of the time, Lisa never noticed the security
           guard come up behind her and lightly touch her arm.

           "Excuse me, I'll have to see your ticket for this area."
           Lisa turned quickly.  He was new.  A tall, fresh looking
           guy about 25 or so, with thick brown hair and a nice smile.
           Obviously he hadn't been doing this very long.  Lisa just
           let him wander up and down her body with his eyes. He
           grinned at her.

           "I don't have one." she said nonchalantly.

           "Well, I'm afraid you'll have to leave then, this area is
           for ticket holders only. There's no standing room."

           Lisa looked him right in the eye.

           "Can I suck your cock for it?"

           "Wh..what!" the guy stammered, blushing furiously.

           "I said can I suck your cock for it - let's go somewhere
           and I'll blow you real good and then you let me stay up
           front here!" Lisa almost shouted at him.

           The guy looked at her a second, debating the obvious
           choices in his mind. Finally he looked around at the crowd
           and then down at Lisa.

           "OK, babe, I think we can work it out.  Come with me."  So
           saying, he took her arm and they walked around back behind
           the stage and off to the side. A small passageway led out
           to one of the corridors normally closed to public traffic.
           He led her to a small closet just down the hallway and the
           two of them went in. He flipped the light on and pushed her
           in ahead of him.

           "No funny stuff. All you get is a blow job, man" Lisa said.

           "No problem. You look like the type who loves to eat cock."
           "Yeah, well I might. How's yours?" she shot back.

           "You tell me." he said as he simply unzipped his trousers
           and fished his rapidly hardening cock out.  Average in
           length and girth, Lisa was pleased, but not overly
           impressed.  "Now how about that head?" he said, putting his
           hand over her head and pressing down.

           Lisa let him push her to her knees. She grabbed a bunch of
           towels and cloths to put under her knees, not wanting to
           get a run in her stockings just yet. She leaned forward and
           kissed the head of his cock, but then pulled back.

           "Just a sec - I don't want to get cum all over this
           blouse." she said as she shucked the light garment over her
           head. Clad now in just the stockings and skirt, she reached
           around the man's ass and pulled his cock into her mouth.
           "Ok, big boy, get ready for a blowjob you'll never forget."

           Whatever else you might say about Lisa, you'd have to admit
           that she knew her craft. She pulled the man's entire shaft
           into her mouth and worked over it with her tongue, teasing
           and pulling on it. She wasn't here to make it last or have
           a good time - she wanted to have this guy blow his wad and
           get back to the concert.  She let him reach down and tug on
           her nipples, growing them into tiny peaks of ruby red
           flesh.

           "Yeah baby, suck that cock, make it good. That's right.."
           he said, one hand on her tit and the other behind her head,
           pulling her onto his shaft.  Lisa reached up with one hand
           and fondled his balls through his pants, twisting and
           turning them, churning up the load of cum she hoped would
           soon be arriving on the inside of her mouth.

           "Shit, honey, that's real good, you're gonna get me cumming
           in no time.." he panted.  "Yes, yes, yes, take it all, take
           it all." He thrust roughly into her lipsticked mouth,
           looking down at the girl on her knees before him.  The
           older security guards had said this would happen
           occasionally, and that is was one of the unpaid fringe
           benefits of the job.  They were right.

           Lisa pulled roughly off his cock just as she felt the
           tremors of his orgasm begin.  Grabbing his cock tightly
           just behind the head she looked up at him and swallowed
           roughly.

           "You can cum in my mouth, but don't take it out and whip it
           all over, OK? Cum in my mouth, I'll swallow it."

           The guy could only nod his head.  She bent to re-envelop
           his cock with her wet mouth and released her grip on the
           shaft. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed his hips
           forwards, sinking his cock all the way into Lisa's mouth
           and let go a wad of jizz that slimed over her tongue and
           down her throat. Lisa took over, sucking and drawing the
           load of semen from his balls.  Several strong jets of cum
           struck the back of Lisa's mouth and she dutifully swallowed
           as the amount grew. Again the guy pulsed and again she
           swallowed his creamy spunk.  Tightening her lips over his
           cock shaft, she slowly pulled up and off him, drawing the
           last few beads of cum from his cock.

           Popping her tightly drawn lips off the shiny head of his
           cock, Lisa looked up at him from her kneeling position. The
           guy was swaying back and forth on his feet, still enjoying
           the marvelous feel of the orgasm he'd just had.  He popped
           his eyes opened and looked down at her.

           "That was pretty good. You must have had a lot of
           practice."

           Lisa cleared her throat of the last dribbles of his sperm
           and said "Yeah, I've been sucking cock since I was
           fourteen. Most guys say I'm pretty good at it."  Wiping her
           lips with the back of her hand, she smiled up at him and,
           reaching for her blouse, got to her feet and slipped the
           blouse on back over her naked chest.

           "OK, I fulfilled my part of the bargain, let's go" she said
           quickly, grabbing his hand and walking swiftly out of the
           small room and back up the corridor towards the stage area.
           He let her walk in front of him, eying the sway of her
           tight ass in the short skirt.

           Once out into the crowd again, Lisa walked up to the middle
           of the seating area just off the front of the stage, and
           turned to the guard.

           "Here, take this - in case anybody else hassles you" he
           said quickly, handing her a small slip of paper from his
           jacket pocket. Lisa glanced at it. It was a small ticket
           stub with 'Front Stage Pass' stamped on it, with the date
           and time added in longhand.  "It's a pass we use in case
           someone legitimately looses their ticket or we need to
           issue another one for a VIP or something - it's good all
           evening."  She thanked him and watched as he turned and
           walked away.  Lisa could still taste him in her mouth, and
           her breasts were aroused and tingly with desire.  She
           usually loved giving head and eating cum, it made her feel
           slutty and sexy.  She ran her tongue around her lips and
           made sure that her makeup and hair were still presentable.

           Soon enough the house lights dimmed, the kids started
           cheering and raising the usual ruckus and smoke and lights
           filled the air. Death Warmed Over hit the stage with their
           current hit, 'Teenaged Honey' and Lisa found herself
           scanning the guys in the band for an obvious target.  Like
           most rock and heavy metal bands, the guys were skeletal
           thin and had very long hair.  The bass guitarist had
           tattoos all over his chest and a wildly frizzy hair-do.  He
           seemed more interested in watching his shoes than anyone in
           the crowd, so Lisa looked past him at the singer. He seemed
           a likely target, with his wildly flowing blond hair and
           requisite skin tight leather pants. Lisa noticed with
           satisfaction the large tube of flesh shoved down the inside
           of his right pants leg.  He seemed to seek out and sing to
           the females in the front rows, and when he looked Lisa's
           way during one song, she tried to make real eye contact
           with him and send some signals.

           But the singer just looked at her for a few seconds, then
           moved on to the next person in the crowd. Lisa wasn't even
           sure that he noticed her at all.  "Shithead" she thought to
           herself over the din, "time for plan B."  Plan B was
           calculated to get one of the guy's attention, for sure. She
           waited until the guitarist was screaming through one of his
           patented gymnastic solos, his guitar held down between his
           legs, hands flying up and down the neck and over the body
           of the instrument.  He fell to his knees near the front of
           the stage, near Lisa. He looked straight at her while
           coaxing the agonized notes from his guitar, bending the
           strings and gyrating to the music. Lisa locked on his eyes
           and quickly grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it
           up to her neck, exposing her large and shapely breasts for
           all around to see. The others near her in the front rows
           were occupied with watching the group on stage, not her,
           but the guitarist certainly saw her charms.

           Lisa could tell he noticed and liked what he saw, because
           his face broke into a huge grin. She dropped the blouse to
           cover up and smiled back up at him. He nodded in
           recognition and, as if suddenly remembering where he was,
           ended his solo and went on with the song the rest of the
           group was performing. Later during the show he managed to
           work his way over to where Lisa was several times, hoping
           for another shot of her tits. Lisa knew that if she showed
           them again, she took a chance of either causing a riot down
           among the front rows or getting booted out by the
           management. Each time, though, she made some little
           movement that let the guy know she wanted him - she swayed
           her hips to his music or rubbed her tits through the
           blouse. During one especially close moment, she took her
           index finger and pointed to her open mouth with it - the
           universal sign among groupies and rock stars that she
           wanted to suck his cock.  He noticed it immediately and
           Lisa could tell he got it - his cock swelled the front of
           his Spandex pants out in a noticeable bulge.

           The show went on without incident, and the group did the
           usual encore and crowd-pleasing pyrotechnic finale of smoke
           bombs, Roman candles and laser lights.  As the show came to
           a close, Lisa quickly hurried out and down past the back of
           the stage into the subterranean corridors she knew so well.
           She made her way around to the lower-level dressing rooms.
           Several people were wandering around in the area, mostly
           either members of the road crews of the two bands, arena
           employees, or other hangers-on. Lisa noticed several other
           girls who she knew were here after the same thing she was -
           rock musician dick.

           Quickly circling around the corridor Lisa came to the door
           to the main dressing room. She'd been here many times
           before. This time, as usual, the door was blocked by a
           huge, burly roadie, a black man easily six foot eight in
           height and 270 pounds.  He looked at her and sniffed "Ok,
           girlie, just keep on going, nothing here for you tonight."

           "I wouldn't be so sure, man." she snapped back with the
           confidence gained from dozens of these confrontations.
           "What's it take to get inside?" , nodding her head towards
           the dressing room door.

           "Well, above all a backstage pass, which I see you ain't
           got, or you bein' a member of the band, which you ain't, or
           you bein' someone invited in there by someone, which you
           ain't, cause there ain't anyone in there."

           Lisa looked up at him seductively. She was sure he had been
           in this situation hundreds of times around the country,
           always guarding the group from the swarm of fans anxious to
           get near to them.  But she was equally sure that she could
           get to him - she had always been successful in the past.

           "Aw, c'mon, let me go in. Promise I won't make a scene."

           "Nope. Just move along." was the grunted reply. Lisa thrust
           her chest out just a little more and licked her lips.

           "Is there anything I can do to get in there, you know, fuck
           you or something?"  This question usually got one of two
           responses - either the roadie laughed in her face, or he
           took her up on it. When they laughed in her face, which was
           seldom, to be sure, Lisa usually figured some other way
           into the dressing room. But this guy just looked at her for
           long seconds. His eyes bored into hers. Finally Lisa
           blinked and looked down.

           The roadie chuckled from deep within his chest.  "Ok,
           girlie, tell you what. You're better lookin' than most of
           the pussy that comes sniffin' round down here.  If you can
           suck me off, and get me off before the guys get down here,
           you can stay. I'm sure that they'll know what to do with
           you too."  Lisa thought to herself that she already had one
           load of sperm in her belly, another one wouldn't make that
           much difference.

           While he spoke, he turned and unlocked the door and
           motioned her inside. Lisa flushed and ducked under his arms
           and into the dressing room.  LIke the usual backstage areas
           she had seen, this one was strewn with clothes, food,
           paper, a couple of acoustic guitars and other miscellaneous
           junk. The aroma of grass hung in the air.  Lisa walked a
           few feet into the room and turned to the roadie.

           "What's your name, stud?"

           "Roger."  The black roadie wasted no time. He unzipped his
           pants and walked up to Lisa, pushing her to her knees in
           the middle of the room. She nearly knelt in an old pizza
           carton with two greasy slabs of pizza in it, but brushed it
           away before her knees hit the floor.

           "You want pads?" he asked.

           "What?" Lisa answered, mystified.

           "Knee pads - standard equipment for the band. I seen them
           get half a dozen or so girls here each night and the chicks
           get sore knees from all the cock sucking."

           Lisa answered with a snort. "No, I don't need 'em. I've
           been doing this long enough so I get by OK."  So saying,
           she reached into the man's pants and fished around for his
           cock.

           Now, Lisa had seen quite a few cocks in her short life;
           white ones, black ones, short ones, fat ones, long ones,
           thin ones and thick ones. But as she wormed the tube of
           flesh out from behind its' confining cloth, her eyes
           widened.

           "Now this is a COCK!" she thought to herself. In proportion
           to the rest of his body, it really wasn't all that large,
           but to Lisa's small white hand, the black log seemed huge.
           It was too big around for her fingers to fully encircle it,
           and not even erect seemed nine or ten inches long.

           "Jeessus man how big's this thing get?" she laughed up at
           him. "I'm not so sure I can take this whopper in my mouth."

           "Suck it, or get going, bitch, we ain't got all night." She
           felt his strong hands at the back of her head, pulling her
           face towards his cock. Lisa shifted on her knees and moved
           her jaw around, loosening up her facial muscles. The cock
           hardened under her pumping hands. The plum-shaped head
           gleamed in the light and a tiny drop of wetness appeared at
           the tip.  Lisa leaned forward and licked the spot off,
           enjoying the thrill and appreciating the throb of desire
           that she felt move through the cock.  She opened her lips
           and kissed the head of the cock, swabbing it with her
           tongue and spreading her saliva over the already wet tip of
           the cock. Her hands circled the shaft poking out of the
           man's pants and started jerking the cock, the smooth dark
           skin sliding over the blood-filled shaft with ease.

           Roger had his hands firmly around her head, fingers
           entwined in her hair. He moved his hips forward to shove
           more of his hard cock into her mouth, and Lisa accepted the
           movement, spreading saliva over the rigid tube of flesh.
           Her tongue swirled over and around the shaft and about 5
           inches of the shaft invaded her mouth. She swallowed
           roughly and tasted a few drops of salty pre-cum.

           "Oh yeah, baby, keep doin' it, that's real good" Roger
           spoke gruffly. He increased the length of his strokes,
           feeding his hot cock into the woman's mouth with ease. He
           was kind of surprised that she could take so much, but he
           wasn't aware of Lisa's past experience. Literally hundreds
           of feet of cock had travelled the slippery route over her
           lips and tongue and into the top of her throat, inches
           after inches adding up to feet and multiplying many
           hundreds of times. So Lisa was no amateur at the cock
           sucking business. In fact, she prided herself on the ease
           and delight with which she could swallow almost any cock
           presented to her.

           As she sucked the shaft, Lisa continued to stroke and jerk
           the cock that was gripped by her hands. She knelt on the
           floor and applied both hands to the shaft outside of her
           face, pulling up to her lips and pushing back down until
           her hands touched Roger's wiry pubic hair. She occasionally
           let one hand drop down and caress and fondle his balls,
           which hung loosely in their confining sack of skin.  The
           amount of saliva she generated soon began to overflow her
           lips, and drooled down over her bottom lip and chin.

           Lisa had to pull off his cock for a second to get a deep
           breath, and while she did, she kept the tip of his cock at
           her tongue, stroking and pumping all the while. She looked
           up at Roger with smoldering eyes, noticing that he was also
           fascinated by the sight of her down there, worshipping his
           cock.

           "You like to suck dick, eh, girlie?" he asked, watching the
           slim white woman jerk his coal-black cock at her face.

           "Yeah, I guess so. My boyfriend seems to like it..." she
           answered noncommittally, taking the time to swallow some of
           the accumulated juices that had gathered in her mouth.

           "Well, you just keep it up, 'cause I've got some nice hot
           black cum for you to eat. You swallow?"

           "If you want. 'sall the same to me." she responded. "Or if
           you want you can cum on my face, that's cool too."

           Roger couldn't believe his ears. Here was this cute little
           college girl, on her knees before him, sucking his cock and
           telling him it was fine with her if he ejaculated on her
           pretty face. He'd always wanted to try that, but had never
           met a woman who seemed agreeable. But now his chance had
           come.

           "Oh yeah, baby, that's what I'll do, I'll blow my wad all
           over you if you want. Just keep that stroking, I'm getting
           close now...." he breathed roughly.  Lisa did so, stroking
           his cock more and more rapidly, licking the head and
           kissing it with her pursed lips, sucking the drops of
           rapidly increasing pre-cum off and swallowing them.  Then
           she felt Roger begin to shudder.

           "Yeah, baby, that's it, cum for me, cum for Lisa, blow that
           jizz on me now, I want it" she whispered, knowing the words
           would excite Roger even more.  Her hands sped back and
           forth on the black cock, the tip just inches from her
           mouth. Suddenly Roger jerked and a long stream of white cum
           flew from the head of his cock, diving right into her open
           lips. Caught slightly by surprise, Lisa coughed lightly,
           spitting the cum back out over her lips, where it started
           to drool down.  She kept on jerking the cock. Another shot
           flew out, landing across her nose and cheek. She aimed the
           cock higher and the third jet spun across her forehead and
           into her hair. The force of the semen began to lessen, and
           the next spurt dripped weakly out onto her cheeks. Lisa
           rubbed the spitting cock head over her face, feeling the
           sperm leak out and drool over her skin.  As the eruption
           slowed, she popped the head of Roger's cock back into her
           mouth and sucked with all her might, drawing even more hot
           salty cum up through his tube and into her swallowing
           mouth.

           Finally Roger stepped away from the girl on her knees. His
           cock hung down, drained. Lisa looked at him, the streamers
           of cum lining her face beginning to slide downwards over
           her lips and chin.  She swallowed, gulping the three or
           four jets of cum that had found their way into her mouth.
           Drawing in a huge breath of air, she shivered and whispered
           "God, that was something else! All that cum on my face -"

           Just then the door burst open with a rush of air and noise
           and the five group members entered their dressing area. The
           sight stopped them in their tracks. Roger, one of their
           road crew members, was standing there, his shrinking cock
           hanging out of his pants, dripping saliva and cum. A cute
           girl in a mini-skirt and blouse knelt on the floor just
           feet away, her face lined with cum. Lisa gasped in
           astonishment and flushed red, embarrassed at being seen
           like this by the entire group. Roger was silent.

           "Jesus Christ, what the fuck is going on here!" yelled the
           singer. "Holy shit!"

           A cacaphony of voices suddenly filled the air, the jeers
           and taunts of the group directed at Roger and the girl.
           Lisa got shakily to her feet, wiping the cum from her face
           as best she could.  She stammered "Ah.. hey gg..guys, good
           show you just put on..." She hesitated, but no one spoke.
           "Now it's my turn, OK? My name's Lisa, and I'll fuck and
           suck you all."

         

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From: redragon@interserv.com
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: THE GROUPIE PART TWO
Date: 21 Oct 1995 14:27:42 GMT
Message-ID: <46b00u$92@data.interserv.net>

 A cacaphony of voices suddenly filled the air, the jeers
           and taunts of the group directed at Roger and the girl.
           Lisa got shakily to her feet, wiping the cum from her face
           as best she could.  She stammered "Ah.. hey gg..guys, good
           show you just put on..." She hesitated, but no one spoke.
           "Now it's my turn, OK? My name's Lisa, and I'll fuck and
           suck you all."

           (It might be wise now to introduce the group members, for
           those of you unfamiliar with them. The guitarist who seemed
           so intent on Lisa's tits was Ed. He had long black hair and
           wore tight black jeans and a short fringed vest. The singer
           was Larry, and his long wavy blond hair flowed down over
           his shoulders. He was tall and beefy and, to most women,
           the most attractive member of the group. The bass player
           had kind of stringy long brown hair and was named Ted. The
           drummer wore his hair in a ponytail and had a brown beard
           and mustache to match. His name was Bob. He had a maniacal
           look on his face.)

           The guys wasted no time. Quickly they locked the dressing
           room door and spread pillows and cushions on the floor,
           spreading away all the collected trash, sheet music,
           amplifier parts and other miscellaneous junk that had
           collected there.  Ed stepped up to Lisa and said

           "I want to see those tits again, they were fantastic!"

           Lisa colored, but nodded to him and, crossing her arms,
           lifted the hem of her blouse up over her head. The other
           guys in the band whistled appreciatively when her breasts
           came into view.  Large, very round mammaries sported full
           nipples that were stone hard already, poking out almost a
           half-inch in erection.

           "Yes, in-DEED, very nice" said Bob, stepping up next to
           them and bending down to suck one nipple into his mouth.
           Lisa pulled his head to her chest and closed her eyes,
           moaning softly.  Ted stepped over and ran his hands over
           her hips and down her skirt.  He knelt and slid one hand up
           her leg underneath the skirt.

           "Jeesus, she ain't wearin' any panties!" he exclaimed, when
           his wandering fingers touched damp pubic hair.  He
           moistened the tip of one finger in his mouth and slid it
           back under Lisa's skirt, insinuating it up into her slit.
           Lisa moaned again and threw her head back.

           "Yes, yes, finger my clit, do it now" she whispered.  Ted
           was only too happy to oblige, as he insinuated his
           forefinger into the warm, moist area at the top of her slit
           where he found the exciting little nubbin. Meanwhile, Bob
           and Ed continued to suckle at her breasts, and Lisa held
           both their heads to her chest like an earth mother. The two
           men slowly lowered her to the floor, resting her head on a
           large sofa cushion and pulling her legs out straight.  Ted
           unfastened the hooks of her skirt, and raising her hips,
           Lisa allowed him to pull it down over her long, slim,
           stocking-enclosed legs. Again the guys whistled as her
           lower body came into view.

           "DAMN, that's one fine cunt we got here" grunted Ed as he
           began loosening his pants. The other three men followed his
           lead, and soon all four were naked. They knelt down around
           the woman offering herself to them, and for the next few
           minutes, Lisa was in heaven as four sets of strong hands
           stroked, pulled, tweaked, rubbed and caressed her sweating
           body.

           "C'mon guys, I need a fuck badly, let's get it on" she
           said, pulling Ed's face to hers and kissing him deeply. He
           maneuvered around and grabbed her stocking'ed legs,
           hoisting them up over his shoulders. Her hips raised up off
           the floor as she pointed her pussy at him. Ed held his cock
           and rubbed the head of it over her slit, wetting it with
           the juices she was producing.  Finally he could wait no
           longer, and with a tremendous grunt, slid the entire length
           of his cock right up her pussy. It hit bottom and Lisa
           squealed "OH GOD YES, DO IT, FUCK ME" and began moving her
           hips up to meet his thrusts.

           Not to be left out, Larry and Bob moved up, kneeling on
           either side of her head. Lisa looked up and saw the two
           glistening cockheads poised over her face. She reached up
           and fisted each of the shafts, opening her mouth to rub her
           tongue around each of the flared heads. They began leaking
           pre-cum, which set her taste buds on fire and pushed her
           further on down the road to the sexual heights.

           "FUCK YES, call me names, I'm a SLUT, I'm a COCK SUCKING
           WHORE!" Lisa yelled, surrendering herself to the feelings
           of delight coursing through her body.

           The men groaned and began taunting her.

           "Yeah, you bitch, suck that cock, I'm gonna pump a load
           down your throat."

           "Wow, look at this bitch suck, she loves that shit, look at
           'er go!"

           "C'mon baby, suck me off, you want that cum, don't you?"

           "Yes, I'm a cock-sucking, cum-loving slut!" she responded
           enthusiastically, slurping on the cocks.  Ed continued
           fucking into her slit with vigor, sliding the length of his
           cock in and out with sure strokes.

           "Yea baby, suck those cocks, make 'em cum down your fucking
           throat, eat some cum for dinner!" he joined in.

           The four of them continued on for several minutes, Lisa
           sucking and stroking the shafts in her face alternately,
           slurping down the leaking juices when she could.  Suddenly
           Ted, who had been watching and stroking his cock silently,
           chimed in.

           "Hey, I bet this bitch'd love to get ass-fucked at the same
           time. Let's go!".  The others agreed, over the minor
           protests of Lisa, who normally didn't like her rectum
           invaded by anything larger than a tongue or finger. But she
           was too far gone to put up any real protest. Ed
           straightened up, popping his glistening cock from her
           snatch momentarily. Ted lay on his back, holding up his
           rock solid shaft. The guys picked up Lisa under her arms
           and bodily moved her over the grinning bass player.

           "NO,NO, I'm dry, get it wet, get it wet!" she mouthed
           almost incoherently, but the guys were in no position to
           stop and get her ass channel lubed up. They positioned her
           over Ted, who grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart.
           He could see the tiny dimple of her anus and slowly they
           moved the woman over the target until his cock was resting
           just below her asshole.

           "READY, SET GO!" they yelled almost in unison, and
           virtually dropped the girl's body. Lisa shrieked in pain as
           the shaft invaded her dry hole. "OH GODDDDDDDDDD" she
           yelled as the guys began screwing her every which way but
           loose. Ted leaned her back over him and Ed moved down to
           slide his hard cock up into her pussy. Now she had both
           shafts wholly in her body, and she quickly orgasm'ed from
           the full feeling. Larry moved up and straddled her chest,
           his cock pointing straight at her mouth.

           "You know what I want, girlie, suck this cock!" he grunted
           and pulled Lisa's head towards his stomach. She opened her
           mouth involuntarily and felt his shaft slide over her lips
           and bulge into her mouth. She was fucking and sucking with
           three guys! She'd never believed she'd ever do this, and
           here she was, getting cock thrown at her from every angle.

           The cock in her ass was finally lubricating that dry
           channel enough so that the pain went away, to be replaced
           by a slight discomfort and a very nice feeling. The cock in
           her pussy savaged her womb, sliding back and forth. Ed
           reached down and began sliding his fingers over her clit,
           setting the rockets in Lisa's head off once again. She
           quaked through a couple of orgasms as the guys continued to
           pound their cocks into her. They were slightly rough, but
           Lisa enjoyed it nonetheless.

           Bob moved up and grabbed one of her arms, placing her hand
           around his cock. "Jerk on it, honey, just jerk on it for
           me." he commanded. Lisa began sliding her fist up and down
           his shaft, occasionally pausing to angle her head over to
           it and spit out Larry's cock and suck mightily on Bob's.
           The quartet went on for several minutes, the guys grunting
           with the exertion and Lisa squealing through the meat in
           her mouth in ecstasy.

           Finally Ed spoke up.

           "Ok, bitch, it's time for your bath now. Hope you can swim,
           cause we're gonna drown you in cum.  Let's go guys, let's
           give it to her. "

           So saying, he uncunted his cock. Larry pushed her up off
           his ass, the POP of his cock echoing around the room as her
           bruised asshole was finally shed of its fleshy invader. Bob
           and Larry stepped away, and the four men lowered her to the
           floor. Lisa pulled the cushion up behind her head and
           looked at them expectantly.  All four were standing over
           her, stroking their cocks with frenzied speed. She could
           see they were close to coming.

           "Wh..What're you gonna do?" she asked somewhat timidly,
           worn out from the dozens of climaxes she'd enjoyed.

           Without saying a word, the four men gathered around her
           head. The four pricks were all within a foot or so of her
           face.

           "Whaddaya think?" rasped Bob, "we're gonna shoot all over
           your FACE, slut, and you're gonna enjoy it too!"

           "OHGOD YES! YES!" was all she could reply.

           Suddenly the men started cumming. Larry groaned and arched
           his back and pointed his cock directly at Lisa. A stream of
           cum shot out and landed across her cheek and nose. The next
           jet hit her square in the left eye, blinding her
           momentarily. Lisa squealed and opened her mouth. Larry shot
           again, and a white line of cum flew out and disappeared
           into her dark oral cavern.  Then Bob started cumming, and
           he directed his spasming cock, spraying Lisa's face with
           his hot load. Larry dribbled the last of his cum onto the
           top of her head, then rubbed his cock in her hair.
           Meanwhile, Bob was still shooting, watching ropes of cum
           land in strings across the pretty girl's face. Her right
           cheek and jawbone had several strings of cum dripping down.
           One line neatly bisected her nose and up between her eyes.
           Then Ed started. It seemed as if the guys timed it so just
           as one finished, another started. More cum flew out towards
           the target face, and Lisa opened her mouth again to capture
           the milky fluid. Several strong jets streaked across her
           tongue and coated her teeth. Finally Ted grunted and
           groaned, and his cock erupted, bathing her face with his
           sprays of jizz. Ropes of semen flew out, criss-crossing her
           waiting cheeks and lips, painting her forehead and nose.
           Her eyelids now had several drops of cum on them, and the
           eye shadow began to run and turn a milky blue. Lisa laughed
           and giggled and groaned as the guys pumped out their cum on
           her.

                                  [The End]



