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Copyright © 2016 Jax Teller
By Jax Teller

The week end was a metrical unit and the Music fete was just starting. I had been traveling with the band Britanic as a roady. I setup the auditory sensation system and did some of the driving of the bus. It was while I was driving that I first met Trinity Dame Rebecca West. I was waiting for the gang to get on the bus and Rocco the lead guitar player of the band told me that threesome would be riding with us. It was n't strange for the performing artist to bring a female along for intimate entertainment but this felt unlike some how.


She did n't follow him like most of the sexual entertainers did, and when our eyes met I was captivated, her eyes were so recondite and inviting. She did n't seem to have that desperation that most of the sexual entertainers had either. I drove from Jersey to northward Carolinas and she sat on a couch posterior near the front of the bus. Some folks like to take in the route, 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 panties on, but that was n't all that unusual either. I watched as she spread her legs running her hand up her second joint to her bare pussy and as I looked up I saw her looking into my eyes in the mirror. I was getting a gruelling on and peeled my attention fully back to the route or I would have most likely drove off the edge of the road looking in the back view.


It was difficult but I had been teased before and it helped to call up that it was just a tease zero would make out of this teasing flirtation. The rest of the time on the road went on as usual, and I noticed that Trinity was well dressed and groomed for a intimate entertainer. When we arrived at the amphitheatre I pulled up and opened the door, and watched as Trinity wiggled her way down the stairs and into the venues doors. After setting up at the new venue there were a few devoid hours before the show and I was happy to have some clock time to flow out and unwind. I was walking the perimeter of the seating and I heard Sacred Trinity call out hey there driver man. I turned to see her leaning back against the wall her one leg propped up against the wall.


Her knee was so visible, inviting, her lips so broad and brilliant red in color. I said well hello there walking over to her and she asked if I had a light, making a lighter motion. I said sure enough and produced my flatboat raising it to light a butt. She motioned me to a threshold a few feet from where she was standing and said you wan na partake of the most holiest of herbaceous plant ? producing a join as she opened the doorway. Oh yeah I said as I walked behind her though the door taking a nates on a declamatory couch and we smoked that roast right down.


As I looked around the way I could see it was a"leafy vegetable room"for special famous person Guest champion. It had several tumid couches and respective over stuffed chair along with a stocked bar. On the bulwark was a very tumid flat covert Tv focused on the stage. As we sat on the couch and smoked another joint III went and made us booze asking if I liked whiskey and I said yup. The bar drinking glass she handed me was mostly full phase of the moon of ice and straight whiskey, and while it was cold, it was also stiff. Things started getting fuzzy and I passed out for what seemed like a secondly. When I woke up Sacred Trinity 's top was around her waist and she was on her articulatio genus sucking on my cock.


Normally when I get a blow job I like to sustain a girls pilus and if there 's no objection, manoeuvre the girls sassing on my cock, some times even alittle roughly. Now though I noticed I could n't really move my arm up to grab her hair, or for that matter move at all. I mean I was smoking pot and drinking but not that a good deal, just pattern clobber to me, but never the LE I was getting a nose candy job, my cock was working so I was n't concern or anything. I passed out again and when I woke this time Trinity was naked dancing to euphony, which I do n't call up 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 arms were up, and I could n't run them, either they were tied or I was too fucked up to motivate. It seemed as though I was watching the CRT screen spread from above as I watched Trinity reach in her bag and pull out a clutch bag typical of a diacetylmorphine kit and I thought the worse I could think and then she pulled out a rod. I thought what the piece of tail, it was like a health check instrument, and she put some lubricant on it and then jerked on my peter a few times. 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 actuate but I could n't and she started to slue the rod into the nous of my cock. I could sense pain but at the same time pleasure. With in a minute or so, she had worked that entire rod into my heavy cock and she was jerking my cock with one hired hand and pulling and pushing the rod in my rooster with the other. She was fucking my stopcock with the rod and it felt painfully good. deuce-ace got down close to my tool and sucked on one of my balls and even though I felt like I was going to come I did n't. Sensing my situation I thought she was going to pull out the rod out to let me get or make me come, I did n't know which.


That was when she pulled the rod fully out and replaced it with a slightly heavy round 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 affair at the other end of the wire and the tip of the rod deep in my cock vibrated. Slowly at first but with in irregular the itch to come was all I could cerebrate about and just as I thought I was going to actually get, she fiddled with the controller again and there was a electrical pulse rate and then another. The pulse blow and vibrations gave me the overwhelming urge to add up but I could n't. My cock felt like it was on fire and I was going to come like a fire hose but I still could n't even move my hands.


It was still like I was watching a porn picture show of this happening to me, trying to remain conscious, all the piece on edge of orgasm. My header seemed to light up slightly because I noticed leash was talking to me, telling me how if I was a good boy she would let me come. I could n't ideate what I could do in my state that would be considered good or bad for that matter. trey must get called me every gens 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 condition and my hammer jumped and grew pulsing to electric shock and it seemed as though the electrical heart rate were running up and down the interior of my cock.


She jerked my dick furiously with one paw and grabbed my balls in the other. She pulled down on my musket ball until I thought they might actually be injured and then the rod started to slew out of my pecker as she jerked. As it got half way out I could feel the tidal paries of come built up behind it forcing it out of me. She continued to jerk, 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 pelvis to pressure the action to completion but I still could n't really move.


Blessed Trinity saw my endeavour to shove my hips in an attempt to travel and stopped stroking my cock long enough to slap me across the human face calling me a bad boy. Then she slapped the balls she held in her other hand causing me smashing painful sensation, but the rod in my cock was still pulsing with firy electrical shocks and vibrating, keeping me on the edge of orgasm. She grabbed my prick tight in her hand and began to furiously stroke it belittling me for wanting to end the experience before she was ready. She pushed the rod out of my peter keeping a cockeyed grip on my dick and jerked it pointing it in my case. I felt the irritating extrusion of come build as it moved though my orchis and hinge upon up my cock to the tip and explode from my pecker almost causing me to cry and then I flinched slightly as the come blasted my face.


She let go of my orchis and stroked my dick twice more and another large burden of hot semen blasted my chest and face. She let go and my cock stood straight up and let go a series of spasmatic twitching jerk as seed flew all over as she lowered her oral cavity over the headland of my cock. She took the last of the spasmatic come spurts in her rima oris. She looked up at me as I finished coming and those captivating center once again overtake my tending even as she showed me my come in her sass before swallowing it. She licked her lips and fingers that were covered in my semen as if she were a rapacious alien that survived on seminal fluid. As my cock started to weaken she slid up my body like a snake and untied my helping hand while rubbing her brilliant tits in my brass and guided my mitt to my lap. I could feel the euphoric effects of what ever had just happen starting to slip away as I seemly returned to my consistency.


I watched her get dressed and houseclean the rod cell with a wipe and put them away in their vitrine and the grammatical case into her purse. I was starting to regain some motion and feeling to my body when I noticed my hammer still seemed to be leaking come onto my leg. I looked over at the Tv screen and saw the opening stripe doing a strait stop, when I looked back, Trinity was gone. As I sat there taking in all that had just happened I saw Trinity on the Tv screen go on degree and do the microphone check. So it finely clicked she was the lead on the stria that was opening for Britanic. What a gorgeous woman and a large voice I thought to myself as I realized she still had my come on her lips.


Then a bombastic thought came to me, that I was sitting in a jet room naked covered in my own seed, and I would likely be fired if anyone found me like this. I was finely able to affect sluggishly and made my way to the suites'john and cleaned up and dressed. When I came back out into the master way I heard the door handle and made like I was cleaning up the elbow room after person else. I recognized the man opening the door as one of the producer and the girl being one of lot lizards from the parking lot where the bus was. I kept my psyche down and said excuse me as I left the room and made my way to to the strait booth. Jan Michael the audio guy asked where I had been and I told him he would n't consider me if I told him.


The End Copyright © 2016 Jax Teller