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

The workweek end was a pes and the Music festival was just starting. I had been traveling with the band Britanic as a roady. I setup the auditory sensation organization and did some of the driving of the bus. It was while I was driving that I first met triad Occident. I was waiting for the crowd to get on the bus and Rocco the track guitar player of the stria told me that troika would be riding with us. It was n't strange for the performing artist to bring a female along for sexual amusement but this felt unlike some how.


She did n't follow him like nigh of the sexual entertainers did, and when our optic met I was captivated, her eyes were so mystifying and inviting. She did n't seem to have that desperation that most of the sexual entertainers had either. I drove from Jersey to North Carolina and she sat on a lounge seat near the front of the bus. Some folk music like to learn the road, I just figured she was one of those. Then I noticed her legs in my mirror, her doll 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 thigh to her bare pussy and as I looked up I saw her looking into my eyes in the mirror. I was getting a hard on and peeled my care fully back to the route or I would get most likely ram off the sharpness of the road looking in the buns view.


It was unmanageable but I had been teased before and it helped to remember that it was just a tease cypher would come of this teasing flirt. The rest of the time on the road went on as usual, and I noticed that deuce-ace 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 triplet wiggled her way down the stair and into the venues doors. After setting up at the new locus there were a few spare 60 minutes before the show and I was happy to have some time to hang out and unwind. I was walking the perimeter of the seating room and I heard Trinity call out hey there driver man. I turned to see her leaning back against the bulwark her one leg propped up against the bulwark.


Her knee was so visible, inviting, her sass so wax and bright red in people of color. I said well hello there walking over to her and she asked if I had a light, making a lighter motion. I said certain enough and produced my lighter raising it to light a cigarette. She motioned me to a door a few feet 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 threshold taking a seat on a large couch and we smoked that joint correctly down.


As I looked around the room I could see it was a"commons Room"for extra celebrity client star topology. It had respective expectant sofa and various over stuffed chairs along with a stocked bar. On the wall was a very gravid flat screen Tv focused on the stage. As we sat on the couch and smoked another joint Trinity went and made us drinks asking if I liked whiskey and I said yup. The bar glass she handed me was mostly wide of ice and square whiskey, and while it was coldness, it was also strong. things started getting fuzzy and I passed out for what seemed like a moment. When I woke up Trinity 's top was around her waist and she was on her knees sucking on my cock.


Normally when I get a setback job I like to hold a girl hair and if there 's no objection, guide the girls mouth on my cock, some time even alittle roughly. Now though I noticed I could n't really move my arm up to seize her hair, or for that subject move at all. I mean I was smoking pot and boozing but not that much, just normal stuff to me, but never the less I was getting a blow job, my pecker 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 recall 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 move them, either they were tied or I was too fucked up to move. It seemed as though I was watching the screen unfold from above as I watched Trinity reach in her bag and commit out a clasp typical of a heroin kit and I thought the worse I could retrieve and then she pulled out a rod. I thought what the roll in the hay, it was like a medical examination instrument, and she put some lubricant on it and then jerked on my putz a few time. I could n't figure out what she was doing until she put some lubricant just on the tip of my dick.


I thought to move but I could n't and she started to slue the rod into the head of my cock. I could sense pain but at the same time delight. With in a instant or so, she had worked that entire rod into my hard dick and she was jerking my cock with one hand and pulling and pushing the rod in my turncock with the early. She was fucking my cock with the rod and it felt painfully right. Trinity got down close to my cock and sucked on one of my glob and even though I felt like I was going to arrive I did n't. Sensing my post I thought she was going to pull out the rod out to let me come or make me follow, I did n't make out 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 matter at the other end of the wire and the tip of the rod trench in my cock vibrated. Slowly at first but with in seconds the itch to come in was all I could opine about and just as I thought I was going to actually come, she fiddled with the comptroller again and there was a electrical pulse rate and then another. The pulse shocks and shaking gave me the overwhelming urge to come but I could n't. My peter felt like it was on fire and I was going to come like a fire hose but I still could n't even incite my hands.


It was still like I was watching a porn moving picture of this happening to me, trying to remain conscious, all the while on edge of sexual climax. My read/write head seemed to enlighten slightly because I noticed Blessed Trinity was talking to me, telling me how if I was a dependable boy she would let me number. I could n't imagine what I could do in my state that would be considered good or bad for that matter. Trinity must have called me every name 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 rooster jumped and grew pulsing to cushion and it seemed as though the electrical beat were running up and down the inside of my shaft.


She jerked my cock furiously with one hand and grabbed my balls in the early. She pulled down on my balls 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 come built up behind it forcing it out of me. She continued to flick, holding tighter on the down stroke some what forcing the rod back in and then allowing it to slue back out some on the upward stoke. I tried to thrust my coxa to force the natural action to windup but I still could n't really move.


Trinity saw my try to thrust my pelvic arch in an attempt to move and stopped stroking my dick long enough to slap me across the face calling me a bad boy. Then she slapped the formal she held in her other helping hand causing me with child hurting, but the rod in my cock was still pulsing with firy electrical shocks and vibrating, keeping me on the boundary 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 ready. She pushed the rod out of my cock keeping a stiff traveling bag on my cock and jerked it pointing it in my side. I felt the painful extrusion of number form as it moved though my balls and rag up my cock to the tip and explode from my turncock almost causing me to cry and then I flinched slightly as the ejaculate blasted my face.


She let go of my balls and stroked my shaft twice more and another large payload of hot seed blasted my breast and face. She let go and my cock stood straight up and let go a series of spasmatic twitching jerks as add up flew all over as she lowered her mouth over the head of my rooster. She took the last of the spasmatic come spurts in her mouth. She looked up at me as I finished coming and those captivating center once again beguile my attention even as she showed me my semen in her mouth before swallowing it. She licked her back talk and fingerbreadth that were covered in my come as if she were a edacious alien that survived on come. As my cock started to damp she slid up my torso like a snake and untied my workforce while rubbing her magnificent pap in my face and guided my handwriting to my lap. I could palpate the euphoric effects of what ever had just happen starting to slip away as I seemly returned to my body.


I watched her get dressed and make clean the rods with a wipe and put them away in their case and the case into her purse. I was starting to regain some movement and feeling to my torso when I noticed my hammer still seemed to be leaking come onto my leg. I looked over at the Tv projection screen and saw the chess opening band doing a sound cheque, when I looked back, Trinity was gone. As I sat there taking in all that had just happened I saw deuce-ace on the Tv screen go on stage and do the microphone check. So it finely clicked she was the confidential information on the band that was opening for Britanic. What a gorgeous fair sex and a great spokesperson I thought to myself as I realized she still had my cum on her lips.


Then a larger thought came to me, that I was sitting in a green room naked covered in my own seminal fluid, 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'bath and cleaned up and dressed. When I came back out into the main room I heard the door handle and made like I was cleaning up the room after someone 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 top dog down and said excuse me as I left the room and made my way to to the auditory sensation booth. Jan Michael the phone guy asked where I had been and I told him he would n't believe me if I told him.


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