Trinity
right of first publication © 2016 Jax Teller
By Jax Teller

The week end was a foot and the music festival was just starting. I had been traveling with the banding 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 triplet West. I was waiting for the work party to get on the bus and Rocco the lead guitarist of the dance band told me that trey would be riding with us. It was n't unusual for the performers to make for a female along for sexual entertainment but this felt unlike some how.


She did n't follow him like most of the sexual entertainers did, and when our optic met I was captivated, her optic were so deep and inviting. She did n't seem to have got 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 front of the bus. Some folk music like to watch the road, I just figured she was one of those. Then I noticed her wooden leg in my mirror, her dame was hiked up enough that I could see she had no panty on, but that was n't all that unusual either. I watched as she spread her branch running her hand up her thigh to her bare kitty and as I looked up I saw her looking into my centre in the mirror. I was getting a hard on and peeled my attending fully back to the road or I would deliver most likely drove off the edge of the road looking in the behind view.


It was difficult but I had been teased before and it helped to remember that it was just a teaser nothing would come of this teasing flirtation. The sleep of the time on the road went on as common, 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 locus threshold. After setting up at the new venue there were a few dislodge 60 minutes before the show and I was glad to possess some time to hang out and disentangle. I was walking the perimeter of the seating room and I heard trinity ring out hey there driver man. I turned to see her leaning back against the rampart her one leg propped up against the paries.


Her genu was so seeable, inviting, her sassing so full and burnished 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 for certain enough and produced my lighter raising it to light a cigarette. She motioned me to a door a few foundation 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 door taking a seat on a tumid lounge and we smoked that spliff right down.


As I looked around the room I could see it was a"Green elbow room"for special celebrity guest wiz. It had several vauntingly couches and several over stuffed chairperson along with a stocked bar. On the wall was a very magnanimous compressed filmdom Tv focused on the stage. As we sat on the lounge and smoked another joint troika went and made us drinks asking if I liked whiskey and I said yup. The bar chicken feed she handed me was mostly fully of ice and uncoiled whisky, and while it was cold, it was also strong. Things started getting fuzzy and I passed out for what seemed like a back. When I woke up Trinity 's top was around her waistline and she was on her human knee sucking on my cock.


Normally when I get a blow job I like to hold a daughter haircloth and if there 's no remonstration, head the fille mouth on my cock, some times even alittle roughly. Now though I noticed I could n't really move my arm up to grab her tomentum, or for that matter motility at all. I mean I was smoking pot and drinking but not that practically, just normal stuff to me, but never the less I was getting a bump job, my cock was working so I was n't worried or anything. I passed out again and when I woke this time Trinity was naked dancing to music, which I do n't think of 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 run. It seemed as though I was watching the screen door unfold from above as I watched tercet reach in her bag and root for out a clutch typical of a heroin kit and I thought the worse I could consider and then she pulled out a rod. I thought what the fuck, it was like a medical official document, and she put some lubricant on it and then jerked on my cock a few times. I could n't figure out what she was doing until she put some lubricator 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 head of my cock. I could feel pain but at the Sami sentence pleasure. With in a min or so, she had worked that intact rod into my hard turncock and she was jerking my cock with one deal and pulling and pushing the rod in my cock with the other. She was fucking my cock with the rod and it felt painfully salutary. Trinity got down close to my cock 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 the rod out to let me come 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 prominent 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 thing at the other end of the telegram and the tip of the rod deep in my cock vibrated. Slowly at for the first time but with in seconds the urge to come was all I could think about and just as I thought I was going to actually come, she fiddled with the controller again and there was a electrical pulse and then another. The impulse shocks and vibrations gave me the overwhelming urge to derive but I could n't. My peter felt like it was on fire and I was going to come in like a flack hose but I still could n't even move my hands.


It was still like I was watching a pornography movie of this happening to me, trying to remain conscious, all the while on edge of climax. My chief seemed to clear slightly because I noticed three was talking to me, telling me how if I was a in effect boy she would let me fall. I could n't imagine what I could do in my state that would be considered good or bad for that matter. Blessed Trinity must have called me every gens in the book and all I could do was sit there on the border 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 electric pulse rate were running up and down the inside of my cock.


She jerked my shaft furiously with one hand and grabbed my balls in the other. She pulled down on my nut until I thought they might actually be injured and then the rod started to slip out of my cock as she jerked. As it got one-half way out I could find the tidal rampart of come built up behind it forcing it out of me. She continued to buck, 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 squeeze my rose hip to wedge the action to completion but I still could n't really move.


Trinity saw my attempt to push up my articulatio coxae in an attempt to move and stopped stroking my cock long enough to slap me across the face calling me a bad boy. Then she slapped the formal she held in her other hand causing me great pain, but the rod in my hammer was still pulsing with firy electrical shocks and vibrating, keeping me on the boundary of orgasm. She grabbed my turncock 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 hammer keeping a cockeyed grip on my prick and jerked it pointing it in my face. I felt the painful protrusion of come in chassis as it moved though my musket ball and taunt up my cock to the tip and explode from my peter 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 large shipment of hot cum blasted my chest and face. She let go and my peter stood straight up and let go a series of spasmatic twitching jerks as come flew all over as she lowered her mouthpiece over the head word of my cock. She took the last of the spasmatic come spurts in her mouth. She looked up at me as I finished coming and those captivating eyes once again see my attention even as she showed me my come in her oral fissure before swallowing it. She licked her lip and fingerbreadth that were covered in my come as if she were a wolfish alien that survived on come. As my cock started to break she slid up my body like a Snake and untie my hands while rubbing her splendid teat in my typeface and guided my manus to my lap. I could finger the euphoric effects of what ever had just happen starting to slide away as I seemly returned to my torso.


I watched her get dressed and clean the rod with a wipe and put them away in their case and the case into her bag. I was starting to regain some apparent motion and flavor to my eubstance when I noticed my cock still seemed to be leaking come onto my leg. I looked over at the Tv screen and saw the opening band doing a sound check, when I looked back, tierce was gone. As I sat there taking in all that had just happened I saw Trinity on the Tv sieve go on point and do the microphone check. So it finely clicked she was the lead on the set that was opening for Britanic. What a gorgeous fair sex and a great voice I thought to myself as I realized she still had my come on her lips.


Then a great thinking 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 able to move sluggishly and made my way to the suites'bathroom 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 room after someone else. I recognized the man opening the door as one of the producers and the little girl being one of lot lounge lizard from the parking lot where the bus was. I kept my head down and said rationalise me as I left the room and made my way to to the sound booth. Jan Michael the audio guy asked where I had been and I told him he would n't believe me if I told him.


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