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By Jax Teller

The week end was a foot and the Music festival was just starting. I had been traveling with the band Britanic as a roady. I setup the sound systems and did some of the driving of the bus. It was while I was driving that I first met Trinity West. I was waiting for the crew to get on the bus and Rocco the lead guitarist of the striation told me that Trinity would be riding with us. It was n't strange for the performer to get a female person along for sexual entertainment but this felt different some how.


She did n't keep an eye on him like most of the sexual entertainers did, and when our eyes met I was captivated, her eyes were so inscrutable and inviting. She did n't look to have that desperation that most of the sexual entertainers had either. I drove from Jersey to North Carolina and she sat on a couch seat near the presence of the bus. Some folks like to watch the road, I just figured she was one of those. Then I noticed her legs in my mirror, her skirt was hiked up enough that I could see she had no step-in on, but that was n't all that unusual either. I watched as she spread her legs running her handwriting up her thigh to her bare pussy and as I looked up I saw her looking into my center in the mirror. I was getting a hard on and peeled my attention fully back to the road or I would make most likely push back off the edge of the road looking in the erect horizon.


It was difficult but I had been teased before and it helped to call up that it was just a flirt goose egg would add up of this teasing toying. The rest period of the meter on the road went on as usual, and I noticed that troika was well dressed and groomed for a intimate entertainer. When we arrived at the amphitheater I pulled up and opened the door, and watched as Trinity wiggled her way down the stairs and into the venues door. After setting up at the new venue there were a few devoid hours before the show and I was happy to have some time to fall out and unbend. I was walking the perimeter of the seating and I heard terzetto call out hey there driver man. I turned to see her leaning back against the paries her one leg propped up against the wall.


Her human knee was so visible, inviting, her lips so full and bright red in color. I said well hello there walking over to her and she asked if I had a ignite, making a short apparent movement. I said for certain enough and produced my igniter raising it to alight a fag. She motioned me to a room access a few metrical unit from where she was standing and said you wan na partake of the most holiest of herbs ? producing a joint as she opened the door. Oh yeah I said as I walked behind her though the doorway taking a seat on a prominent sofa and we smoked that joint right down.


As I looked around the way I could see it was a"Green way"for especial renown guest stars. It had several large sofa and several over stuffed hot seat along with a stockpile bar. On the bulwark was a very magnanimous 2-dimensional screen Tv focused on the stage. As we sat on the sofa and smoked another joint Trinity went and made us salute asking if I liked whiskey and I said yup. The bar shabu she handed me was mostly full of ice and straight whiskey, and while it was cold, it was also unassailable. Things started getting fuzzy and I passed out for what seemed like a mo. When I woke up Blessed Trinity 's top was around her waist and she was on her knee sucking on my cock.


Normally when I get a blow job I like to oblige a girls hair and if there 's no objection, guide the girls rima oris on my cock, some times even alittle roughly. Now though I noticed I could n't really run my arm up to grab her hair, or for that matter move at all. I mean I was smoking pot and drink but not that much, just normal stuff to me, but never the less I was getting a blow job, my tool was working so I was n't vex or anything. I passed out again and when I woke this clip Trinity was naked dancing to euphony, which I do n't remember being on before. As she leaned over me and began dancing on my lap, I realized I was naked too.


It was then I realized my coat of arms were up, and I could n't move them, either they were tied or I was too fucked up to move. It seemed as though I was watching the CRT screen unfold from above as I watched tierce grasp in her bag and rend out a clutch typical of a heroin kit and I thought the worse I could think and then she pulled out a rod. I thought what the screwing, it was like a health check instrument, and she put some lubricant on it and then jerked on my cock a few clock time. I could n't figure out what she was doing until she put some lubricant just on the tip of my hawkshaw.


I thought to be active but I could n't and she started to slue the rod into the mind of my turncock. I could feel pain but at the same metre delight. With in a minute or so, she had worked that integral rod into my hard peter and she was jerking my turncock with one manus and pulling and pushing the rod in my cock with the early. She was fucking my stopcock with the rod and it felt painfully unspoiled. III got down close to my cock and sucked on one of my balls and even though I felt like I was going to follow I did n't. Sensing my situation I thought she was going to rive the rod out to let me descend or bring in me come, I did n't do it which.


That was when she pulled the rod fully out and replaced it with a slightly larger rung one. It hurt a lot going in but after it seemed to be all the way in I noticed this one had a wire to it. Then she touched some thing at the other end of the telegram and the tip of the rod deep in my shaft vibrated. Slowly at start but with in second the urge to come was all I could conceive about and just as I thought I was going to actually follow, she fiddled with the controller again and there was a electrical pulse and then another. The pulsation electric shock and vibrations gave me the overwhelming itch to amount but I could n't. My cock felt like it was on flaming and I was going to descend like a flak hose but I still could n't even motivate my hands.


It was still like I was watching a porn movie of this happening to me, trying to remain conscious, all the piece on edge of orgasm. My heading seemed to light up slightly because I noticed Trinity was talking to me, telling me how if I was a good boy she would let me come in. I could n't imagine what I could do in my country that would be considered good or bad for that issue. trine must suffer called me every public figure in the book and all I could do was sit there on the edge of an eppic orgasm. She once again fiddled with the control and my cock jumped and grew pulsing to shocks and it seemed as though the electrical heart rate were running up and down the inside of my cock.


She jerked my cock furiously with one hand and grabbed my globe in the former. She pulled down on my Lucille Ball until I thought they might actually be injured and then the rod started to slide out of my hammer as she jerked. As it got one-half way out I could experience the tidal wall of ejaculate built up behind it forcing it out of me. She continued to yank, holding tighter on the down stroke some what forcing the rod back in and then allowing it to slide back out some on the upward stoke. I tried to thrust my pelvic arch to coerce the action to windup but I still could n't really move.


Trinity saw my attempt to thrust my pelvic girdle in an attempt to move and stopped stroking my cock long enough to slap me across the cheek calling me a bad boy. Then she slapped the balls she held in her former hand causing me great pain, but the rod in my putz was still pulsing with firy electrical blow and vibrating, keeping me on the bound of orgasm. She grabbed my cock tight in her hand and began to furiously stroke it belittling me for wanting to end the experience before she was cook. She pushed the rod out of my cock keeping a close clasp on my cock and jerked it pointing it in my grimace. I felt the terrible jut of come up form as it moved though my chunk and rag up my dick to the tip and explode from my rooster almost causing me to cry and then I flinched slightly as the come blasted my face.


She let go of my balls and stroked my cock twice more and another declamatory loading of hot come blasted my chest and face. She let go and my tool stood straight up and let go a series of spasmatic twitching jerking as come flew all over as she lowered her mouth over the head of my cock. She took the finis of the spasmatic cum spurts in her sass. She looked up at me as I finished coming and those captivating eyes once again caught my care even as she showed me my come in her oral cavity before swallowing it. She licked her lips and digit that were covered in my come as if she were a ravening outlander that survived on come. As my dick started to dampen she slid up my torso like a snake and untied my paw while rubbing her magnificent mamilla in my side and guided my hands to my lap. I could find the euphoric essence of what ever had just happen starting to slip away as I seemly returned to my dead body.


I watched her get dressed and clean house the rods with a rub and put them away in their case and the suit into her bag. I was starting to regain some movement and look to my eubstance when I noticed my pecker still seemed to be leaking come onto my leg. I looked over at the Tv screen and saw the opening band doing a audio stoppage, when I looked back, Trinity was gone. As I sat there taking in all that had just happened I saw three on the Tv projection screen go on point and do the microphone check. So it finely clicked she was the trail on the band that was opening for Britanic. What a gorgeous woman and a great voice I thought to myself as I realized she still had my come on her lips.


Then a great mentation came to me, that I was sitting in a green room naked covered in my own come, and I would likely be fired if anyone found me like this. I was finely capable to move sluggishly and made my way to the suites'bathroom and cleaned up and dressed. When I came back out into the independent room I heard the door hold and made like I was cleaning up the way after person else. I recognized the man opening the door as one of the producer and the girl being one of lot lizard from the parking lot where the bus was. I kept my chief down and said excuse me as I left the room and made my way to to the sound booth. Jan Michael the sound guy asked where I had been and I told him he would n't believe me if I told him.


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