Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Groupie (fM+, slut)[1/2]
Date: 21 Oct 1995 14:26:25 GMT

			     The Groupie
			       Part One

	Lisa was nineteen. She was a sophomore at the local state
university. She was a brunette, five feet six inches tall, and weighed
119 pounds. She had size 35C breasts, long slim legs and a face that
boys and men had dreams about. She was also a groupie. She made a
habit of attending as many rock concerts as she could afford and doing
whatever necessary to get into the group's dressing rooms backstage
after the show and spending the night with at least one of the lucky
guys. Tonight she was going to a concert featuring a group known as
Death Warmed Over - not the kind of guys you'd bring home to mother,
unless of course your mother was Morticia Addams.

	As she dressed for the evening, she went over in her mind the
usual plan of events. She always bought one of the `cheap seats'
tickets, because she usually managed to trade sexual favors for a spot
down front. Most of the security guards and roadies who frequented the
large arena in town had enjoyed a quick but very satisfying blow job
from her. This way, she nearly always got to the front row.

	She wore a loose fitting blouse that hung over the waistband
of her short denim skirt. Tonight, seeing as how the crowd would be
more sleazy than usual, she went overboard - she wore stockings and
the highest pair of high heels she had, killer shoes with four-inch
heels. The skirt she had chosen was a tight, short affair. It stopped
at just about the tops of her stockings, so the garter-straps and
clips showed. This new style was especially erotic and on Lisa's long
legs the nylons were even more appealing.

	She slid the tight dress up over her garter belt and pulled
the blouse down over her bare breasts. No panties, no bra. She was
sure to get the attention she wanted tonight. Applying more than the
usual amount of makeup, eye shadow and lipstick, she certainly looked
the part of a woman in search of sex. And sex she was sure to get.

	Standing in line outside the arena as the crowd of kids
jostled around, the excitement in the air was evident. Lisa could
sense the stares and leers of the males in the crowd and enjoyed the
attention. She always went to these concerts alone. She calmly waited
as the line she was in slowly made its way past the ticket taker and
went through the usual search inside the arena - the city was pretty
thorough about getting most of the booze and firecrackers off the kids
as they came in.

	The big black security guard at the door eyed her up and down
and said in a voice loud enough for everyone 10 feet around to hear "I
can see this little girl ain't got nothin' hidden on her!". Lisa just
smiled at him and licked her lips with her tongue, teasing the man.
Nonetheless, he made sure his hands brushed across her breasts and
down her hips. The touch of his hands made Lisa's nipples begin to
peak and stiffen.

	She wandered the halls a while while the opening act played.
She didn't want to get there too early and have a late comer push her
back, the way she usually did to the legitimate front-row patrons. She
wandered down to the ladies room and had a few cigarettes, shooting
the breeze with some other girls and in general just enjoying the
atmosphere. Most of the girls expressed amazement at her outfit, but
several said they had seen the style and were just waiting for someone
else to wear it first.

	Finally the opening act finished to the obvious delight of
most of the crowd. The house lights came up and the local radio
station came on over the huge speakers and started blaring old Led
Zepplin and Aerosmith tunes. A haze of tobacco and hash smoke hung in
the air.

	After killing some more time standing around the entrance to
the lower level area, Lisa could sense when there was about 15 minutes
until "DWA" as they were called, would take the stage. She fluffed her
hair, straightened her skirt and inspected the picture. Everything was
fine. This would be a piece of cake.

	She strolled down the short flight of stairs and out onto the
floor of the arena. Folding chairs had been set up over a thick
plywood floor laid over the basketball court and ice-hockey area.
Several security guards stood around the front of the stage, which was
raised about 8 feet above the floor level.

	An iron railing had been raised that was set back from the
stage about 10 feet. This area was reserved for roadies, tour
photographers and others with official business. No paying customers
where allowed here. Most of the front row of chairs were occupied. In
all the clatter and noise of the time, Lisa never noticed the security
guard come up behind her and lightly touch her arm.

	"Excuse me, I'll have to see your ticket for this area." Lisa
turned quickly. He was new. A tall, fresh looking guy about 25 or so,
with thick brown hair and a nice smile. Obviously he hadn't been
doing this very long. Lisa just let him wander up and down her body
with his eyes. He grinned at her.

	"I don't have one," she said nonchalantly.

	"Well, I'm afraid you'll have to leave then, this area is for
ticket holders only. There's no standing room."

	Lisa looked him right in the eye.

	"Can I suck your cock for it?"

	"Wh... what!" the guy stammered, blushing furiously.

	"I said can I suck your cock for it - let's go somewhere and
I'll blow you real good and then you let me stay up front here!" Lisa
almost shouted at him.

	The guy looked at her a second, debating the obvious choices
in his mind. Finally he looked around at the crowd and then down at
Lisa.

	"OK, babe, I think we can work it out. Come with me." So
saying, he took her arm and they walked around back behind the stage
and off to the side. A small passageway led out to one of the
corridors normally closed to public traffic. He led her to a small
closet just down the hallway and the two of them went in. He flipped
the light on and pushed her in ahead of him.

	"No funny stuff. All you get is a blow job, man" Lisa said.

	"No problem. You look like the type who loves to eat cock."
"Yeah, well I might. How's yours?" she shot back.

	"You tell me," he said as he simply unzipped his trousers and
fished his rapidly hardening cock out. Average in length and girth,
Lisa was pleased, but not overly impressed. "Now how about that head?"
he said, putting his hand over her head and pressing down.

	Lisa let him push her to her knees. She grabbed a bunch of
towels and cloths to put under her knees, not wanting to get a run in
her stockings just yet. She leaned forward and kissed the head of his
cock, but then pulled back.

	"Just a sec - I don't want to get cum all over this blouse,"
she said as she shucked the light garment over her head. Clad now in
just the stockings and skirt, she reached around the man's ass and
pulled his cock into her mouth. "Ok, big boy, get ready for a blowjob
you'll never forget."

	Whatever else you might say about Lisa, you'd have to admit
that she knew her craft. She pulled the man's entire shaft into her
mouth and worked over it with her tongue, teasing and pulling on it.
She wasn't here to make it last or have a good time - she wanted to
have this guy blow his wad and get back to the concert. She let him
reach down and tug on her nipples, growing them into tiny peaks of
ruby red flesh.

	"Yeah baby, suck that cock, make it good. That's right... " he
said, one hand on her tit and the other behind her head, pulling her
onto his shaft. Lisa reached up with one hand and fondled his balls
through his pants, twisting and turning them, churning up the load of
cum she hoped would soon be arriving on the inside of her mouth.

	"Shit, honey, that's real good, you're gonna get me cumming in
no time... " he panted. "Yes, yes, yes, take it all, take it all." He
thrust roughly into her lipsticked mouth, looking down at the girl on
her knees before him. The older security guards had said this would
happen occasionally, and that is was one of the unpaid fringe benefits
of the job. They were right.

	Lisa pulled roughly off his cock just as she felt the tremors
of his orgasm begin. Grabbing his cock tightly just behind the head
she looked up at him and swallowed roughly.

	"You can cum in my mouth, but don't take it out and whip it
all over, OK? Cum in my mouth, I'll swallow it."

	The guy could only nod his head. She bent to re-envelop his
cock with her wet mouth and released her grip on the shaft. He grabbed
the back of her head and pushed his hips forwards, sinking his cock
all the way into Lisa's mouth and let go a wad of jizz that slimed
over her tongue and down her throat. Lisa took over, sucking and
drawing the load of semen from his balls. Several strong jets of cum
struck the back of Lisa's mouth and she dutifully swallowed as the
amount grew. Again the guy pulsed and again she swallowed his creamy
spunk. Tightening her lips over his cock shaft, she slowly pulled up
and off him, drawing the last few beads of cum from his cock.

	Popping her tightly drawn lips off the shiny head of his cock,
Lisa looked up at him from her kneeling position. The guy was swaying
back and forth on his feet, still enjoying the marvelous feel of the
orgasm he'd just had. He popped his eyes opened and looked down at
her.

	"That was pretty good. You must have had a lot of practice."

	Lisa cleared her throat of the last dribbles of his sperm and
said "Yeah, I've been sucking cock since I was fourteen. Most guys say
I'm pretty good at it." Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she
smiled up at him and, reaching for her blouse, got to her feet and
slipped the blouse on back over her naked chest.

	"OK, I fulfilled my part of the bargain, let's go" she said
quickly, grabbing his hand and walking swiftly out of the small room
and back up the corridor towards the stage area. He let her walk in
front of him, eying the sway of her tight ass in the short skirt.

	Once out into the crowd again, Lisa walked up to the middle of
the seating area just off the front of the stage, and turned to the
guard.

	"Here, take this - in case anybody else hassles you" he said
quickly, handing her a small slip of paper from his jacket pocket.
Lisa glanced at it. It was a small ticket stub with `Front Stage Pass'
stamped on it, with the date and time added in longhand. "It's a pass
we use in case someone legitimately looses their ticket or we need to
issue another one for a VIP or something - it's good all evening."

	She thanked him and watched as he turned and walked away. Lisa
could still taste him in her mouth, and her breasts were aroused and
tingly with desire. She usually loved giving head and eating cum, it
made her feel slutty and sexy. She ran her tongue around her lips and
made sure that her makeup and hair were still presentable.

	Soon enough the house lights dimmed, the kids started cheering
and raising the usual ruckus and smoke and lights filled the air.
Death Warmed Over hit the stage with their current hit, `Teenaged
Honey' and Lisa found herself scanning the guys in the band for an
obvious target. Like most rock and heavy metal bands, the guys were
skeletal thin and had very long hair. The bass guitarist had tattoos
all over his chest and a wildly frizzy hair-do. He seemed more
interested in watching his shoes than anyone in the crowd, so Lisa
looked past him at the singer. He seemed a likely target, with his
wildly flowing blond hair and requisite skin tight leather pants.

	Lisa noticed with satisfaction the large tube of flesh shoved
down the inside of his right pants leg. He seemed to seek out and sing
to the females in the front rows, and when he looked Lisa's way during
one song, she tried to make real eye contact with him and send some
signals.

	But the singer just looked at her for a few seconds, then
moved on to the next person in the crowd. Lisa wasn't even sure that
he noticed her at all. "Shithead," she thought to herself over the din,
"time for plan B." Plan B was calculated to get one of the guys'
attention, for sure. She waited until the guitarist was screaming
through one of his patented gymnastic solos, his guitar held down
between his legs, hands flying up and down the neck and over the body
of the instrument. He fell to his knees near the front of the stage,
near Lisa. He looked straight at her while coaxing the agonized notes
from his guitar, bending the strings and gyrating to the music.

	Lisa locked on his eyes and quickly grabbed the bottom of her
blouse and pulled it up to her neck, exposing her large and shapely
breasts for all around to see. The others near her in the front rows
were occupied with watching the group on stage, not her, but the
guitarist certainly saw her charms.

	Lisa could tell he noticed and liked what he saw, because his
face broke into a huge grin. She dropped the blouse to cover up and
smiled back up at him. He nodded in recognition and, as if suddenly
remembering where he was, ended his solo and went on with the song the
rest of the group was performing. Later during the show he managed to
work his way over to where Lisa was several times, hoping for another
shot of her tits.

	Lisa knew that if she showed them again, she took a chance of
either causing a riot down among the front rows or getting booted out
by the management. Each time, though, she made some little movement
that let the guy know she wanted him - she swayed her hips to his
music or rubbed her tits through the blouse. During one especially
close moment, she took her index finger and pointed to her open mouth
with it - the universal sign among groupies and rock stars that she
wanted to suck his cock. He noticed it immediately and Lisa could tell
he got it - his cock swelled the front of his Spandex pants out in a
noticeable bulge.

	The show went on without incident, and the group did the usual
encore and crowd-pleasing pyrotechnic finale of smoke bombs, Roman
candles and laser lights.

	As the show came to a close, Lisa quickly hurried out and down
past the back of the stage into the subterranean corridors she knew so
well. She made her way around to the lower-level dressing rooms.
Several people were wandering around in the area, mostly either
members of the road crews of the two bands, arena employees, or other
hangers-on. Lisa noticed several other girls who she knew were here
after the same thing she was - rock musician dick.

	Quickly circling around the corridor Lisa came to the door to
the main dressing room. She'd been here many times before. This time,
as usual, the door was blocked by a huge, burly roadie, a black man
easily six foot eight in height and 270 pounds. He looked at her and
sniffed "Ok, girlie, just keep on going, nothing here for you
tonight."

	"I wouldn't be so sure, man," she snapped back with the
confidence gained from dozens of these confrontations. "What's it
take to get inside?" nodding her head towards the dressing room door.

	"Well, above all a backstage pass, which I see you ain't got,
or you bein' a member of the band, which you ain't, or you bein'
someone invited in there by someone, which you ain't, cause there
ain't anyone in there."

	Lisa looked up at him seductively. She was sure he had been in
this situation hundreds of times around the country, always guarding
the group from the swarm of fans anxious to get near to them. But she
was equally sure that she could get to him - she had always been
successful in the past.

	"Aw, c'mon, let me go in. Promise I won't make a scene."

	"Nope. Just move along," was the grunted reply. Lisa thrust
her chest out just a little more and licked her lips.

	"Is there anything I can do to get in there, you know, fuck
you or something?" This question usually got one of two responses -
either the roadie laughed in her face, or he took her up on it.

	When they laughed in her face, which was seldom, to be sure,
Lisa usually figured some other way into the dressing room. But this
guy just looked at her for long seconds. His eyes bored into hers.
Finally Lisa blinked and looked down.

	The roadie chuckled from deep within his chest. "Ok, girlie,
tell you what. You're better lookin' than most of the pussy that comes
sniffin' round down here. If you can suck me off, and get me off
before the guys get down here, you can stay. I'm sure that they'll
know what to do with you too." Lisa thought to herself that she
already had one load of sperm in her belly, another one wouldn't make
that much difference.

	While he spoke, he turned and unlocked the door and motioned
her inside. Lisa flushed and ducked under his arms and into the
dressing room. Like the usual backstage areas she had seen, this one
was strewn with clothes, food, paper, a couple of acoustic guitars and
other miscellaneous junk. The aroma of grass hung in the air. Lisa
walked a few feet into the room and turned to the roadie.

	"What's your name, stud?"

	"Roger." The black roadie wasted no time. He unzipped his
pants and walked up to Lisa, pushing her to her knees in the middle of
the room. She nearly knelt in an old pizza carton with two greasy
slabs of pizza in it, but brushed it away before her knees hit the
floor.

	"You want pads?" he asked.

	"What?" Lisa answered, mystified.

	"Knee pads - standard equipment for the band. I seen them get
half a dozen or so girls here each night and the chicks get sore knees
from all the cock sucking."

	Lisa answered with a snort. "No, I don't need `em. I've been
doing this long enough so I get by OK." So saying, she reached into
the man's pants and fished around for his cock.

	Now, Lisa had seen quite a few cocks in her short life; white
ones, black ones, short ones, fat ones, long ones, thin ones and thick
ones. But as she wormed the tube of flesh out from behind its'
confining cloth, her eyes widened.

	"Now this is a COCK!" she thought to herself. In proportion to
the rest of his body, it really wasn't all that large, but to Lisa's
small white hand, the black log seemed huge. It was too big around
for her fingers to fully encircle it, and not even erect seemed nine
or ten inches long.

	"Jeessus man how big's this thing get?" she laughed up at him.
"I'm not so sure I can take this whopper in my mouth."

	"Suck it, or get going, bitch, we ain't got all night." She
felt his strong hands at the back of her head, pulling her face
towards his cock. Lisa shifted on her knees and moved her jaw around,
loosening up her facial muscles. The cock hardened under her pumping
hands. The plum-shaped head gleamed in the light and a tiny drop of
wetness appeared at the tip.

	Lisa leaned forward and licked the spot off, enjoying the
thrill and appreciating the throb of desire that she felt move through
the cock. She opened her lips and kissed the head of the cock,
swabbing it with her tongue and spreading her saliva over the already
wet tip of the cock. Her hands circled the shaft poking out of the
man's pants and started jerking the cock, the smooth dark skin sliding
over the blood-filled shaft with ease.

	Roger had his hands firmly around her head, fingers entwined
in her hair. He moved his hips forward to shove more of his hard cock
into her mouth, and Lisa accepted the movement, spreading saliva over
the rigid tube of flesh. Her tongue swirled over and around the shaft
and about 5 inches of the shaft invaded her mouth. She swallowed
roughly and tasted a few drops of salty pre-cum.

	"Oh yeah, baby, keep doin' it, that's real good" Roger spoke
gruffly. He increased the length of his strokes, feeding his hot cock
into the woman's mouth with ease. He was kind of surprised that she
could take so much, but he wasn't aware of Lisa's past experience.
Literally hundreds of feet of cock had traveled the slippery route
over her lips and tongue and into the top of her throat, inches after
inches adding up to feet and multiplying many hundreds of times. So
Lisa was no amateur at the cock sucking business. In fact, she prided
herself on the ease and delight with which she could swallow almost
any cock presented to her.

	As she sucked the shaft, Lisa continued to stroke and jerk the
cock that was gripped by her hands. She knelt on the floor and applied
both hands to the shaft outside of her face, pulling up to her lips
and pushing back down until her hands touched Roger's wiry pubic hair.
She occasionally let one hand drop down and caress and fondle his
balls, which hung loosely in their confining sack of skin. The amount
of saliva she generated soon began to overflow her lips, and drooled
down over her bottom lip and chin.

	Lisa had to pull off his cock for a second to get a deep
breath, and while she did, she kept the tip of his cock at her tongue,
stroking and pumping all the while. She looked up at Roger with
smoldering eyes, noticing that he was also fascinated by the sight of
her down there, worshipping his cock.

	"You like to suck dick, eh, girlie?" he asked, watching the
slim white woman jerk his coal-black cock at her face.

	"Yeah, I guess so. My boyfriend seems to like it... " she
answered noncommittally, taking the time to swallow some of the
accumulated juices that had gathered in her mouth.

	"Well, you just keep it up, `cause I've got some nice hot
black cum for you to eat. You swallow?"

	"If you want. `sall the same to me," she responded. "Or if you
want you can cum on my face, that's cool too."

	Roger couldn't believe his ears. Here was this cute little
college girl, on her knees before him, sucking his cock and telling
him it was fine with her if he ejaculated on her pretty face. He'd
always wanted to try that, but had never met a woman who seemed
agreeable. But now his chance had come.

	"Oh yeah, baby, that's what I'll do, I'll blow my wad all over
you if you want. Just keep that stroking, I'm getting close now... "
he breathed roughly. Lisa did so, stroking his cock more and more
rapidly, licking the head and kissing it with her pursed lips, sucking
the drops of rapidly increasing pre-cum off and swallowing them.

	Then she felt Roger begin to shudder.

	"Yeah, baby, that's it, cum for me, cum for Lisa, blow that
jizz on me now, I want it" she whispered, knowing the words would
excite Roger even more. Her hands sped back and forth on the black
cock, the tip just inches from her mouth. Suddenly Roger jerked and a
long stream of white cum flew from the head of his cock, diving right
into her open lips.

	Caught slightly by surprise, Lisa coughed lightly, spitting
the cum back out over her lips, where it started to drool down. She
kept on jerking the cock. Another shot flew out, landing across her
nose and cheek. She aimed the cock higher and the third jet spun
across her forehead and into her hair. The force of the semen began to
lessen, and the next spurt dripped weakly out onto her cheeks. Lisa
rubbed the spitting cock head over her face, feeling the sperm leak
out and drool over her skin.

	As the eruption slowed, she popped the head of Roger's cock
back into her mouth and sucked with all her might, drawing even more
hot salty cum up through his tube and into her swallowing mouth.

	Finally Roger stepped away from the girl on her knees. His
cock hung down, drained. Lisa looked at him, the streamers of cum
lining her face beginning to slide downwards over her lips and chin.
She swallowed, gulping the three or four jets of cum that had found
their way into her mouth. Drawing in a huge breath of air, she
shivered and whispered "God, that was something else! All that cum on
my face -"

	Just then the door burst open with a rush of air and noise and
the five group members entered their dressing area. The sight stopped
them in their tracks. Roger, one of their road crew members, was
standing there, his shrinking cock hanging out of his pants, dripping
saliva and cum. A cute girl in a mini-skirt and blouse knelt on the
floor just feet away, her face lined with cum. Lisa gasped in
astonishment and flushed red, embarrassed at being seen like this by
the entire group. Roger was silent.

	"Jesus Christ, what the fuck is going on here!" yelled the
singer. "Holy shit!"

	A cacophony of voices suddenly filled the air, the jeers and
taunts of the group directed at Roger and the girl. Lisa got shakily
to her feet, wiping the cum from her face as best she could. She
stammered "Ah... hey gg... guys, good show you just put on... " She
hesitated, but no one spoke. "Now it's my turn, OK? My name's Lisa,
and I'll fuck and suck you all."

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Groupie (fM+, slut)[2/2]
Date: 21 Oct 1995 14:27:42 GMT

			     The Groupie
			       Part Two

	A cacophony of voices suddenly filled the air, the jeers and
taunts of the group directed at Roger and the girl. Lisa got shakily
to her feet, wiping the cum from her face as best she could. She
stammered "Ah... hey gg... guys, good show you just put on... " She
hesitated, but no one spoke. "Now it's my turn, OK? My name's Lisa,
and I'll fuck and suck you all."

	(It might be wise now to introduce the group members, for
those of you unfamiliar with them. The guitarist who seemed so intent
on Lisa's tits was Ed. He had long black hair and wore tight black
jeans and a short fringed vest. The singer was Larry, and his long
wavy blond hair flowed down over his shoulders. He was tall and beefy
and, to most women, the most attractive member of the group. The bass
player had kind of stringy long brown hair and was named Ted. The
drummer wore his hair in a ponytail and had a brown beard and mustache
to match. His name was Bob. He had a maniacal look on his face.)

	The guys wasted no time. Quickly they locked the dressing room
door and spread pillows and cushions on the floor, spreading away all
the collected trash, sheet music, amplifier parts and other
miscellaneous junk that had collected there. Ed stepped up to Lisa and
said

	"I want to see those tits again, they were fantastic!"

	Lisa colored, but nodded to him and, crossing her arms, lifted
the hem of her blouse up over her head. The other guys in the band
whistled appreciatively when her breasts came into view. Large, very
round mammaries sported full nipples that were stone hard already,
poking out almost a half-inch in erection.

	"Yes, in-DEED, very nice" said Bob, stepping up next to them
and bending down to suck one nipple into his mouth. Lisa pulled his
head to her chest and closed her eyes, moaning softly. Ted stepped
over and ran his hands over her hips and down her skirt. He knelt and
slid one hand up her leg underneath the skirt.

	"Jeesus, she ain't wearin' any panties!" he exclaimed, when
his wandering fingers touched damp pubic hair. He moistened the tip of
one finger in his mouth and slid it back under Lisa's skirt,
insinuating it up into her slit. Lisa moaned again and threw her head
back.

	"Yes, yes, finger my clit, do it now" she whispered. Ted was
only too happy to oblige, as he insinuated his forefinger into the
warm, moist area at the top of her slit where he found the exciting
little nubbin. Meanwhile, Bob and Ed continued to suckle at her
breasts, and Lisa held both their heads to her chest like an earth
mother. The two men slowly lowered her to the floor, resting her head
on a large sofa cushion and pulling her legs out straight. Ted
unfastened the hooks of her skirt, and raising her hips, Lisa allowed
him to pull it down over her long, slim, stocking-enclosed legs. Again
the guys whistled as her lower body came into view.

	"DAMN, that's one fine cunt we got here" grunted Ed as he
began loosening his pants. The other three men followed his lead, and
soon all four were naked. They knelt down around the woman offering
herself to them, and for the next few minutes, Lisa was in heaven as
four sets of strong hands stroked, pulled, tweaked, rubbed and
caressed her sweating body.

	"C'mon guys, I need a fuck badly, let's get it on" she said,
pulling Ed's face to hers and kissing him deeply. He maneuvered around
and grabbed her stockinged legs, hoisting them up over his shoulders.
Her hips raised up off the floor as she pointed her pussy at him. Ed
held his cock and rubbed the head of it over her slit, wetting it with
the juices she was producing.

	Finally he could wait no longer, and with a tremendous grunt,
slid the entire length of his cock right up her pussy. It hit bottom
and Lisa squealed "OH GOD YES, DO IT, FUCK ME" and began moving her
hips up to meet his thrusts.

	Not to be left out, Larry and Bob moved up, kneeling on either
side of her head. Lisa looked up and saw the two glistening cockheads
poised over her face. She reached up and fisted each of the shafts,
opening her mouth to rub her tongue around each of the flared heads.
They began leaking pre-cum, which set her taste buds on fire and
pushed her further on down the road to the sexual heights.

	"FUCK YES, call me names, I'm a SLUT, I'm a COCK SUCKING
WHORE!" Lisa yelled, surrendering herself to the feelings of delight
coursing through her body.

	The men groaned and began taunting her.

	"Yeah, you bitch, suck that cock, I'm gonna pump a load down
your throat."

	"Wow, look at this bitch suck, she loves that shit, look at
`er go!"

	"C'mon baby, suck me off, you want that cum, don't you?"

	"Yes, I'm a cock-sucking, cum-loving slut!" she responded
enthusiastically, slurping on the cocks. Ed continued fucking into her
slit with vigor, sliding the length of his cock in and out with sure
strokes.

	"Yea baby, suck those cocks, make `em cum down your fucking
throat, eat some cum for dinner!" he joined in.

	The four of them continued on for several minutes, Lisa
sucking and stroking the shafts in her face alternately, slurping down
the leaking juices when she could. Suddenly Ted, who had been watching
and stroking his cock silently, chimed in.

	"Hey, I bet this bitch'd love to get ass-fucked at the same
time. Let's go!". The others agreed, over the minor protests of Lisa,
who normally didn't like her rectum invaded by anything larger than a
tongue or finger. But she was too far gone to put up any real protest.
Ed straightened up, popping his glistening cock from her snatch
momentarily. Ted lay on his back, holding up his rock solid shaft. The
guys picked up Lisa under her arms and bodily moved her over the
grinning bass player.

	"NO,NO, I'm dry, get it wet, get it wet!" she mouthed almost
incoherently, but the guys were in no position to stop and get her ass
channel lubed up. They positioned her over Ted, who grabbed her ass
cheeks and spread them apart. He could see the tiny dimple of her
anus and slowly they moved the woman over the target until his cock
was resting just below her asshole.

	"READY, SET GO!" they yelled almost in unison, and virtually
dropped the girl's body. Lisa shrieked in pain as the shaft invaded
her dry hole. "OH GODDDDDDDDDD" she yelled as the guys began screwing
her every which way but loose. Ted leaned her back over him and Ed
moved down to slide his hard cock up into her pussy. Now she had both
shafts wholly in her body, and she quickly orgasmed from the full
feeling. Larry moved up and straddled her chest, his cock pointing
straight at her mouth.

	"You know what I want, girlie, suck this cock!" he grunted and
pulled Lisa's head towards his stomach. She opened her mouth
involuntarily and felt his shaft slide over her lips and bulge into
her mouth. She was fucking and sucking with three guys! She'd never
believed she'd ever do this, and here she was, getting cock thrown at
her from every angle.

	The cock in her ass was finally lubricating that dry channel
enough so that the pain went away, to be replaced by a slight
discomfort and a very nice feeling. The cock in her pussy savaged her
womb, sliding back and forth. Ed reached down and began sliding his
fingers over her clit, setting the rockets in Lisa's head off once
again. She quaked through a couple of orgasms as the guys continued to
pound their cocks into her. They were slightly rough, but Lisa enjoyed
it nonetheless.

	Bob moved up and grabbed one of her arms, placing her hand
around his cock. "Jerk on it, honey, just jerk on it for me," he
commanded. Lisa began sliding her fist up and down his shaft,
occasionally pausing to angle her head over to it and spit out Larry's
cock and suck mightily on Bob's. The quartet went on for several
minutes, the guys grunting with the exertion and Lisa squealing
through the meat in her mouth in ecstasy.

	Finally Ed spoke up.

	"Ok, bitch, it's time for your bath now. Hope you can swim,
cause we're gonna drown you in cum. Let's go guys, let's give it to
her. "

	So saying, he uncunted his cock. Larry pushed her up off his
ass, the POP of his cock echoing around the room as her bruised
asshole was finally shed of its fleshy invader. Bob and Larry stepped
away, and the four men lowered her to the floor. Lisa pulled the
cushion up behind her head and looked at them expectantly. All four
were standing over her, stroking their cocks with frenzied speed. She
could see they were close to coming.

	"Wh... What're you gonna do?" she asked somewhat timidly, worn
out from the dozens of climaxes she'd enjoyed.

	Without saying a word, the four men gathered around her head.
The four pricks were all within a foot or so of her face.

	"Whaddaya think?" rasped Bob, "we're gonna shoot all over your
FACE, slut, and you're gonna enjoy it too!"

	"OH GOD YES! YES!" was all she could reply.

	Suddenly the men started cumming. Larry groaned and arched his
back and pointed his cock directly at Lisa. A stream of cum shot out
and landed across her cheek and nose. The next jet hit her square in
the left eye, blinding her momentarily. Lisa squealed and opened her
mouth. Larry shot again, and a white line of cum flew out and
disappeared into her dark oral cavern.

	Then Bob started cumming, and he directed his spasming cock,
spraying Lisa's face with his hot load. Larry dribbled the last of his
cum onto the top of her head, then rubbed his cock in her hair.
Meanwhile, Bob was still shooting, watching ropes of cum land in
strings across the pretty girl's face. Her right cheek and jawbone had
several strings of cum dripping down. One line neatly bisected her
nose and up between her eyes.

	Then Ed started. It seemed as if the guys timed it so just as
one finished, another started. More cum flew out towards the target
face, and Lisa opened her mouth again to capture the milky fluid.
Several strong jets streaked across her tongue and coated her teeth.

	Finally Ted grunted and groaned, and his cock erupted, bathing
her face with his sprays of jizz. Ropes of semen flew out, criss-
crossing her waiting cheeks and lips, painting her forehead and nose.
Her eyelids now had several drops of cum on them, and the eye shadow
began to run and turn a milky blue. Lisa laughed and giggled and
groaned as the guys pumped out their cum on her.

			       The End