triad
Copyright © 2016 Jax Teller
By Jax Teller

The week end was a foundation and the Music fete was just starting. I had been traveling with the stria Britanic as a roady. I setup the strait systems and did some of the driving of the bus. It was while I was driving that I first met three West. I was waiting for the crew to get on the bus and Rocco the lead guitar player of the banding told me that leash would be riding with us. It was n't unusual for the performing artist to add a female person along for sexual entertainment but this felt unlike some how.


She did n't follow him like most of the intimate entertainers did, and when our centre met I was captivated, her middle were so recondite and inviting. She did n't seem to have that desperation that near of the intimate entertainers had either. I drove from Jersey to north Carolina and she sat on a lounge seat near the front line 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 pantie on, but that was n't all that strange either. I watched as she spread her legs running her hand up her thigh to her bare pussycat and as I looked up I saw her looking into my eyes in the mirror. I was getting a hard on and peeled my attention fully back to the road or I would own most likely force off the edge of the road looking in the rear sight.


It was difficult but I had been teased before and it helped to think back that it was just a tease nothing would issue forth of this teasing flirtation. The rest of the time on the road went on as common, and I noticed that ternion was well dressed and groomed for a sexual 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 room access. After setting up at the new locus there were a few free hours before the appearance and I was well-chosen to have some fourth dimension to fall out and decompress. I was walking the border of the seating and I heard Trinity promise 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 full and brilliant red in color. I said well hello there walking over to her and she asked if I had a faint, making a unclouded motion. I said sure enough enough and produced my lighter raising it to light a cigarette. She motioned me to a door a few substructure from where she was standing and said you wan na partake of the most holiest of herb ? producing a articulate as she opened the doorway. Oh yeah I said as I walked behind her though the door taking a can on a prominent couch and we smoked that joint right down.


As I looked around the room I could see it was a"jet Room"for special fame Edgar Guest mavin. It had respective large couches and various over stuffed chairs along with a sprout bar. On the wall was a very large flat screen Tv focused on the level. As we sat on the couch and smoked another joint Trinity went and made us booze asking if I liked whiskey and I said yup. The bar glass she handed me was mostly entire of ice and straight whisky, and while it was cold, it was also unattackable. Things started getting fuzzy and I passed out for what seemed like a second. When I woke up Trinity 's top was around her waist and she was on her genu sucking on my cock.


Normally when I get a reverse job I like to hold back a girls hair and if there 's no remonstration, guide the girls sassing on my pecker, some multiplication even alittle roughly. Now though I noticed I could n't really run my arm up to grab her hair, or for that matter motility at all. I mean I was smoking pot and drinking but not that much, just pattern stuff and nonsense to me, but never the less I was getting a blow job, my pecker was working so I was n't care or anything. I passed out again and when I woke this metre Trinity was naked dancing to music, 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 implements of war were up, and I could n't actuate them, either they were tied or I was too fucked up to move. It seemed as though I was watching the blind stretch out from above as I watched Trinity orbit in her bag and tear out a clutches typical of a heroin kit and I thought the worse I could remember and then she pulled out a rod. I thought what the fuck, it was like a medical instrument, and she put some lubricant on it and then jerked on my peter a few times. I could n't see out what she was doing until she put some lube just on the tip of my dick.


I thought to move but I could n't and she started to slide the rod into the headspring of my cock. I could feel pain but at the same prison term pleasure. With in a minute or so, she had worked that entire rod into my severely cock and she was jerking my hammer with one hand and pulling and pushing the rod in my hammer with the other. She was fucking my cock with the rod and it felt painfully good. ternion got down close to my cock and sucked on one of my chunk 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 the rod out to let me come or make me make out, I did n't have it off which.


That was when she pulled the rod fully out and replaced it with a slightly bombastic circle 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 wire and the tip of the rod deep in my cock vibrated. Slowly at first but with in sec the urge to get along was all I could imagine about and just as I thought I was going to actually come, she fiddled with the restrainer again and there was a electrical pulse and then another. The pulse shocks and vibrations gave me the overwhelming impulse to get along but I could n't. My peter felt like it was on ardour and I was going to fare like a fire hosiery but I still could n't even travel 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 sharpness of orgasm. My chief seemed to clear slightly because I noticed Trinity was talking to me, telling me how if I was a good boy she would let me fall. I could n't imagine what I could do in my land that would be considered good or bad for that matter. Blessed Trinity must throw called me every 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 ascendence and my cock jumped and grew pulsing to electric shock and it seemed as though the electrical pulsation were running up and down the interior of my hammer.


She jerked my tool furiously with one hand and grabbed my bollock in the other. She pulled down on my globe until I thought they might actually be injured and then the rod started to slide out of my cock as she jerked. As it got half way out I could feel the tidal wall of semen 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 slew back out some on the up stoke. I tried to shove my pelvic arch to hale the military action to windup but I still could n't really move.


Trinity saw my attempt to pierce my hips in an attempt to move and stopped stroking my cock long enough to slap me across the facial expression calling me a bad boy. Then she slapped the balls she held in her other hand causing me great pain in the ass, but the rod in my stopcock was still pulsing with firy electrical shock absorber and vibrating, keeping me on the edge of orgasm. She grabbed my stopcock tight in her hand and began to furiously stroke it belittling me for wanting to end the experience before she was set. She pushed the rod out of my cock keeping a tight grip on my peter and jerked it pointing it in my face. I felt the painful bulge of come build as it moved though my testicle and ride up my pecker to the tip and explode from my dick 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 magnanimous load of hot come blasted my pectus and face. She let go and my cock stood straight up and let go a series of spasmatic twitching jerked meat as come flew all over as she lowered her oral cavity over the head of my putz. She took the cobbler's last of the spasmatic come squirt in her mouth. She looked up at me as I finished coming and those captivating optic once again caught my aid even as she showed me my come in her mouth before swallowing it. She licked her lips and fingers that were covered in my seminal fluid as if she were a voracious stranger that survived on come. As my cock started to damp she slid up my body like a snake and untied my hands while rubbing her magnificent tits in my face and guided my men to my lap. I could feel the euphoric essence of what ever had just happen starting to slip away as I seemly returned to my consistence.


I watched her get dressed and clean the rods with a wipe and put them away in their vitrine and the slip into her purse. I was starting to find some movement and opinion to my body when I noticed my stopcock still seemed to be leaking come onto my leg. I looked over at the Tv screen and saw the chess opening band doing a sound stop, when I looked back, three was gone. As I sat there taking in all that had just happened I saw three on the Tv CRT screen go on microscope stage and do the microphone check. So it finely clicked she was the lead on the stripe that was opening for Britanic. What a gorgeous fair sex and a nifty spokesperson I thought to myself as I realized she still had my seed on her lips.


Then a larger thinking came to me, that I was sitting in a park elbow room naked covered in my own semen, 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 cortege'can and cleaned up and dressed. When I came back out into the main room I heard the door grip and made like I was cleaning up the elbow room after someone else. I recognized the man opening the doorway as one of the producers and the girl being one of lot lizard from the parking lot where the bus was. I kept my nous down and said condone 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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