Page 4 of Sexy Dirty Fun

Halfway through the set, he took off his shirt and threw it into the crowd. Some screaming girl caught it and I felt a small pang of jealousy until I looked back at Cane. He was ripped and I think his six-pack had a six-pack. His nipples were pierced and I wanted to tease them with my tongue before tracing the dripping sweat along the lines of his muscles. His jeans hung low on his hips, giving everyone a perfect view of the “V” that disappeared behind his waistband.

My clothes were suddenly too tight and I needed a drink of water. This was too much; I had to get it together. A professional journalist wouldn’t be drooling over a lead singer like a fourteen-year-old girl.

I walked back stage and found my bag Drew had hidden that had my laptop and grabbed a bottle of water from the big cooler nearby. I was tempted to have a beer but I needed to keep my wits about me. I had plans to get Cane naked very soon, but acting like a silly drunk fan girl wasn’t going to be very attractive.

Rolling Stone wanted me to write this piece as almost a daily diary of the tour – places we went and how shows went. I was also supposed to write features on a couple of the bands each month. The first one was Hookers and Hand Grenades. While all of the bands were very successful as well, they were the latest rising stars. Their latest single and album was number one on iTunes and people couldn’t get enough of them.

I found a quiet corner and fired up the laptop. I opened a Word document and started writing about my first thoughts on day one of my adventure. It wasn’t long before I had ten plus pages, describing the sights, sounds, and even smells of what I had experienced so far. I would take it later and refine it into something I could send my editor for publication.

The band finished up while I was busy and came walking by to go back to their dressing rooms. They were hooting and hollering. The groupies were screaming and following after them. Drew’s warning about what went on backstage after their show came to mind. I had to admit a small part of me was curious and wanted to watch – maybe even participate.

After watching Cane in action on stage, I had a small couldn’t blame these women for throwing themselves at these men. They were walking sex and having a piece of that if even for a little while had to be a major high. I still thought they were mindless bimbos, but it made a little more sense.

Cane followed up the rear and his gaze caught mine before I had a chance to look away. He let out a yell, picking up one of the girls nearby, and throwing her over his shoulder. He spanked her ass and she screamed in delight, throwing her shirt off in my direction. It landed at my feet and I rolled my eyes at him before they continued noisily down the hall. I was annoyed at the way they were carrying on but I was also slightly jealous of the girl Cane had been carrying. I heard a door slam and jumped a little, breaking free from the thought.

I had a feeling this assignment was going to be a little more than I bargained for.

3

CANE

This tour was every rock stars’ dream; we were in a different city every couple of days, playing in the sunshine, with chicks everywhere in little bikinis. I’m pretty sure most of us were drunk and almost 24/7. I had a buzz that never went away.

The only damper on the whole thing was Lindsey. She was poking her nose around in our business and asking a lot of questions. I didn’t have anything to hide; my life was an open book, but she was everywhere I turned. We even had to sit down with her one day for an interview. I said as little as possible and ignored her for the most part.

Or at least I pretended I was ignoring her, but I was more than aware of her presence.

I was watching when she tucked her blond hair behind her ear and tossed her hair over her shoulder, revealing the creamy skin on her neck. I wanted to run my tongue along it before sinking my teeth into the soft flesh. I watched her lips as she talked, thinking about how hot her pink painted lips would look around my cock. You can bet I noticed when she would lean forward, revealing the valley between those fucking fantastic tits.

I wondered how she was in bed. She didn’t take any shit from anyone, so did she like to take charge? Or did she want a man to dominate her? I kept thinking about tying her to the posts of my bed back in LA and teasing her until she screamed and begged my name over and over again.

But I didn’t let her know that.

I played it cool. Oh, I noticed the way she looked at me. She would lick her lips and her nipples were always tight peaks I could see through her shirt.

I would have her soon. I didn’t want to take her in some hallway or bathroom like I did some of the other girls around her. I wanted to take my time with her and it was hard being on the road. There was little to no privacy on the bus.

Despite the ass at my beck and call day and night, Lindsey filled my dreams every night. I couldn’t get her sexy lips and green eyes out of my mind. When a girl was sucking my cock, all I could think about was wrapping my hands in her green hair and fucking her mouth. Some nights I even had to imagine I was inside her pussy in order to come.

It was all so fucked up and I hated it. I never let a woman get into my head. I fucked them once and then I was done with them. Why couldn’t I get her out of my head?

So I drank more.

And smoked more pot.

I was partying like it was 1999. Wasn’t that how the song goes? It was the only thing that made the whole situation more tolerable.

We were somewhere down south and had finished our show earlier in the day. It was fucking hot and humid, so I spent a good part of the day hiding in the air-conditioned tour bus sleeping and smoking. By later that evening, I was going stir-crazy so I went out in search of some pussy.

It didn’t take me long to find a couple of girls who were more than willing to entertain me. On the way back to the bus, they couldn’t keep their hands off of me, so we stopped among the trailers that held all of our equipment so they could go down on me. They took turns sucking my cock and licking my balls. Let me tell you, there’s nothing like having two chicks give you head. Every guy should experience it at least once.

I was about to shoot my load all over their eager faces when I looked up and sawher.

There was Lindsey, watching me with the two women. When I caught her eye, I winked and smiled. She gasped and took off in a hurry. I had no idea how long she’d been standing there, but I bet she was wet and wishing she had my dick in her mouth.

I pushed the girls away and started to stroke myself. They opened their mouth, waiting for my cum.Sluts. I closed my eyes and pictured Lindsey on her knees in front of me, begging for a taste. I let out a harsh groan and a long stream of come came shooting out all over the two girls. I came hard, my knees weak and my balls tingling. Just what I needed.

I tucked my semi-erect cock back into my pants and zipped them up. “Thanks ladies,” I said, helping them up as they searched in their purses for something to wipe their faces with. “Maybe I’ll catch you next time I’m in town.” I patted both of their asses and turned to walk away.

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