Secret Fantasy of Being with Another Woman

 

You have been dating your boyfriend for months now. You enjoy time with him, and your friends and family all encourage you to marry him at some point. The sex is good, but you are noticing patterns to his lovemaking and it is getting predictable.

To fully enjoy yourself, you started watching porn. You enjoyed watching actors with big cocks filling the pussies of actresses, but then you notice how beautiful the pussies are. In one video you watch as the man spends a lot of time licking the woman’s pussy. As his tongue goes up and down, in and out, and around her clit, you wish it was you. Not having your pussy eaten, but you licking her pussy. You are so wet and you rub your clit to a climax.

As part of your weekly routine, you go to the local gym and work out. You do it mid-day during your lunch break, so you bring a change of clothes if you need. For the past month during your workouts, you notice the sexiness of some of the women. How the tight form fitting workout clothing accents their breasts, there asses, and even their pubic mounds.

You do your best not to stare at any one woman during your workouts, and you try not to fantasize about being with a woman while you are there. Sometimes when you shower afterwards, you rub your breasts slowly with a soapy washcloth, wishing it was someone caressing you. You even rub your clit as the hot water flows on your breasts and hard nipples.

You never mention any of this to your boyfriend. You even see if he will lick your pussy during sex, but he only does it for a few minutes and then, predictably, you feel his cock go right in your pussy until he cums.

While you are at the gym today, there is a brunette with firm breasts and a toned body. You have seen her before. She seems to be watching you. You are on a curl machine working your arms, she is right across from you working her legs. You see her slowly open and close her thighs. She is looking at your chest and licking her lips. Her nipples are visible in her tight exercise bra. You think you see dampness at her crotch as she slowly opens and closes her thighs. 

She gets off the machine, wipes it with a towel and comes to you. “Can I use that machine? You should use the one I was using. The tension on it is great and the action is smooth.” 

“Ok” you say. You wipe off your machine and switch places. She sits down, adjust the tension for her strength, and slowly works her arms as you sit in the leg machine. You work your thighs open and closed. 

As she is doing arm curls she is staring at your crotch. “That machine helps make you feel so good, doesn’t it?” Her voice is low and sexy. She seductively licks her lips as she looks at your body. Your nipples are getting hard and your pussy is getting damp. “Are you almost done with your workout today? Do you want some help stretching?” She asks playfully. 

Your mouth feels dry, you lick your lips and take a drink of water from your water bottle. “Yes, I am almost done. I finish up with cool-down stretches. You can help me if you want?”

You both move away from the machines to the stretching area. There is no one there. You are grateful for that. You both do some joint rotations facing each other. Rolling your head, then your shoulders, your hips, and finally knees and ankles. You both do arm and leg stretches. “Here,” she says “grab my arms and add tension.” You hold her arms behind her as she stretches. She is strong and flexible you notice.

“Let me do you” she takes your arms, and there is an electric thrill at her touching you. After arms, she lies down and raises her legs. “Grab my leg and give me some resistance.” You hold her right leg, and feel her toned muscles under her smooth yoga pants. 

She lets out a small grunt with the exertion of the stretch. You hear that sound and think of women in porn videos. Your nipples are hard again. “Concentrate on the stretch.” you whisper to yourself out loud. She switches legs, and you swear she is staring at your hard nipples. She makes a small grunt again, and you feel a tingle between your legs. 

“Ok, your turn.” she says. You lie on your back and feel her grab your leg. She gives resistance as you press against her. “Your legs are good, but if you did this with a partner, you would be better.” she says. 

“I always do it alone”you say, and she smiles a knowing smile at you. You get feel a bit flustered and say “My boyfriend doesn’t like working out with me.” you add in a quick nervous tone. 

“I understand, a man’s body isn’t like a woman’s. We know how another woman feels, and a man will never know that.” she says in a low, seductive voice. “Instead of using the showers here, my apartment is just a couple of blocks away. Would you like to shower and change there? We could even have some lunch.” 

You agree, and quickly call your office. You are going to take some “sick time” for the rest of the day. “Yes, I worked my muscles too hard. I’ll be more careful next time”, you tell your boss.

As you two walk together, still in your workout clothes, carrying your gym bag with all of your stuff, you notice that she only has her towel and water bottle. “Damn, her ass is tight and sexy.” you think to yourself as she walks ahead of you. You catch up and walk beside her. You chit chat about various things but nothing serious. 

In her building, you take the stairs up to the fourth floor. She says “We could have taken the elevator, but we are already working out, so why not get in a few more steps.” 

You nod and are breathing a bit harder, “If I was alone in the elevator with her, I would have kissed her.” you think as you imagine holding her in your arms.

She opens the door to her apartment. It is small but nice. “Catch your breath” She says. You set your stuff on the floor by her couch. As she turns towards you from the closed door, you put your hand on her face and kiss her passionately. You feel her hand grab your ass, and her tongue probe your mouth.

“I’m glad I wasn’t wrong about you. I thought you wanted to have sex with me. I want you so badly. I have for weeks, watching you work out by yourself.” She kisses you again and strips off her shirt and sports bra. You look down at her beautiful dark nipples. You grab her breasts and you just want to lick and suck them. 

“I have never done with another woman before.” Your hands shake a bit as you lick around her dark areola. Her hands are at your neck as you slowly lick. 

“I will help you learn, that a woman knows how to pleasure a woman.” The warm skin of her breast feels so good on your tongue. “Now suck it” she says. You suck her right nipple. You feel it harden in your mouth. “Oh God, it feels so different. I love this” you think. She moans in pleasure a bit. “Now suck the other one.” She says. You more confidently lick around the left nipple and then suck it harder. It feels good in your mouth.

She pulls your hair and your head back. She kisses your mouth hard, smiles and says. “Lets go to my bed and I will show you what real pleasure is.” You follow her to her bedroom, a double bed with a small nightstand and a dresser are all that is in the room. “Simple and direct like you.” You say. She turns you to face her. She slowly removes your top. Her finger tips slowly trace down your arms afterwards. You go to remove your bra, and she stops you. “No, we will take our time, unless you have somewhere to be?” You tell her no, you have all afternoon to be here with her. 

She has you lie down on the bed. She slowly removes your shoes, then your socks, one at a time slowly and seductively. She rubs your right foot. “Ooohh, that feels so good” you say out loud. She smiles. and then slowly rubs your left foot. “My boyfriend never even touches my feet.” you say and you all of a sudden feel sad about it. “It’s okay. As I said, a man doesn’t understand a woman’s body like another woman does. They just think mouth, tits, pussy, and ass. Some don’t even think that much.” She softly kisses the top of your left foot. A small electric charge runs up your leg to your pussy. She slowly helps you pull off your yoga pants. You are conscious of the feel of the fabric on your skin. You normally don’t think about those things. “Keep your panties on, for now.” she says and you lie flat on the bed again.

She moves over you. Kissing your lips, and you feel her bare breasts on rub against your chest. She is slowly rubbing her breasts against the fabric of your sports bra, as she kisses your neck. She kisses her way slowly over to your ear and licks under your ear lobe. It feels so different and weird. As she slowly moves down your neck, you feel her nipples moving on your flat stomach, it feels so good and different. Her lips are wet and soft. She alternates soft angel kisses with small licks as she makes her way to your bra strap. You feel her slide the strap down your left shoulder and continues down the top of your left breast. She continues the small licks and angel kisses across the top of your right breast and slides your bra strap down your shoulder. She then moves below your bra and kisses your skin. It feels so good and weird, “Pull off my bra and suck my nipples. Stop teasing me.” you plead. She laughs and says “Okay”.

She reaches under your sports bra and slowly lifts it up. You sit up as she pulls off and over your head. You lie back down and she slowly licks and kisses your right nipple. You put your hand in her dark hair. You feel her fingers rubbing the fabric of your panties against your pubic mound. Your damp pussy lips feel the texture of the fabric as she slowly rubs up and down, and sucks your nipple. “You are still teasing me. This feels so damn good.” you say breathlessly. She has you raise up your hips and she slowly slides your panties down your legs. It feels so weird because she is making you think about how your own panties feel on your skin. You look down your body at her. She smiles at you, and spreads your legs. “This is what men just don’t understand.” She slowly crawls between your thighs and you feel her warm skin against yours. She kisses your right inner thigh. Your boyfriend has tried that but it felt different. More hurried and rushed. She is moving slowly and her lips feel soft, warm, and so right. 

You look down and see her lick her finger tips and then she slowly, delicately caresses your wet pussy lips. You feel her wet fingertips slowly moving up and then lightly rubbing your clit. “Your pussy is so pretty. Look at your clitoris. Oh you are getting so excited by my touch.” she says in a soft low voice that is so sexy. You feel her breath on your pussy lips as she rubs your clit a bit harder. Her smooth slick tongue goes between your pussy lips. You grab her hair out of pleasure. She continues licking and rubbing you until you cum, harder than you have with another person. Your pussy pulses against her mouth and your thighs tighten around her head. You are breathing hard.

She moves up next to you, holds you lovingly. She softly kisses your mouth again. This time you taste your pussy on her lips and tongue. “Are you ready to lick my pussy?” You nod silently.

You are nervous about it but you want to taste her pussy and you want to have her orgasm for you.

She gets off the bed and stands, holding out her arms. “Come here, and slowly remove my legging. Leave my panties on, but slowly remove my leggings, so I can feel the fabric on my skin.” You do as she asks. You try to replicate what she did to you. Slowly pulling the leggings down, let her step out of them, and then your hands slowly move up her smooth, muscular legs.

“Yes, that’s it, move slowly. Tease me with the promise of what is to cum.” (In your mind you don’t know if she meant “cum” or “come” but either works for you). You continue moving up her body, feeling her hips her abs, and then those beautiful, breasts with their dark nipples. You caress her shoulder and neck and softly kiss her lips. “Good. Let me lie down on the bed and spread my legs for you. Remember, take your time and tease me. A man doesn’t understand this. For him its just ‘how fast can I cum’ and for us it is, ‘how do I make the pleasure last’.”

She lies on her back, and spreads her legs. You try to massage her right foot, but you’ve never done it before. You are trying but it doesn’t feel like sex or sexy. “Ok. Stop for a second.” She reaches into her night stand. She pulls out a small bottle of lube. “Drip some of this on the top of my foot and then rub it onto the bottom. Feel the bones and muscles of my foot as you do it. The lotion is to help you move your fingers across my skin.”

You take the bottle, flip open the top and drip the clear slick liquid in her right foot. You close the lid and set it on the floor. The lube allows your fingers to more easily move with her foot at you rub the liquid across her skin. At first you are kneading the foot hard and a little quickly. “Honey, slow down. Feel my foot. Feel the rough texture of the bottom of my foot from years of working out. Feel my arch, rub my heel. Use my foot to start giving me pleasure and teasing me with more to come.” You do as she says. As the lotion softens her skin, you start to get it. She has pretty feet, and you kiss the top of her right one, tasting the lube on her skin. She sighs relaxedly.

You move to the left foot doing the same thing. She smiles and makes small contented noises as you slowly rub and caress her left foot. You kiss the top of her foot and slowly kiss your way up her left ankle. Soft light kisses first on the left leg…. then on the right leg. Slowly kissing your way up. Her skin is so soft and smooth on your lips. “Why can’t my boyfriend do this?” you think for a second and stop.

“Is there something wrong?” She asks. “I wish my boyfriend did this to me.” Tears form in the corners of your eyes in frustration. She moves down and hugs you. “Learn from me how to give pleasure, then if he loves you, you can teach him, and he will want to learn. You can tell him you read it in a “woman’s health magazine” or something”. 

“I feel silly, I want to pleasure you like you did me, but I don’t want to cheat on him either.” She hugs you tightly. “You aren’t cheating on him. You are learning.” She kisses you deeply “Now are you ready to learn more?” You nod and wipe your eyes.

She strips off her panties, and lies down. She has a neatly trimmed dark bush. “I thought you’d be smooth” you say with a bit of surprise. “Why? Hair is natural. We should embrace what we were born with and celebrate it. Not shave and wax it. Men can have beards and hair, why can we? And are you the one who likes yourself waxed or do you do it because you were told ‘All the sexy girls do it’? We can talk about that later. Get between my legs. You can use a bit of the lube on me.”

You take the bottle and drip a little on the base of her bush, her mound, and lips. You slowly move your fingers up and down. As you rub the lotion, she spreads her legs wider. Her pussy lips unfold more. They are so soft. You rub up and pull back the hood of her clit. “Its so pretty” you think. You put your face between her legs and you smell the scent of lube and her excitement. It is a similar smell to you, but different. You use the tip of your tongue to lick around her lips like she did to you “That’s it” she moans in a low voice. “Taste me, and enjoy me.” You lick between the lips and then lick around the clit. It feels different but good. You want to suck it. You clamp your mouth on her clit and suck. You feel her pubic hair on your face as you suck firmly. She grabs your hair and pulls it hard. “Yes, now finger my cunt” she gasps.

You slide a finger into her, thrusting. Going slowly at first because it feels different, but then faster. The lube and her juices make your finger so slick. You stop sucking and lick around it as you work a second finger into her. You feel how wet and tight her pussy feels on your fingers. She holds onto your hair and as you finger-fuck her faster. She is panting now. “Suck my clit or rub it. Do it and I’ll cum for you.”

You take your slick fingers from her pussy and rub her clit hard and fast like you do to yourself sometimes. You put your tongue deep in her pussy. “I want to taste you as you cum” you say in a soft tone.

With her thighs spread wide, she humps against your face and pulls your head tightly against her. You feel it! Her pussy pulsing and throbbing around your tongue. She pulls your hair harder as she orgasms. You taste her juices. 

She slows her breathing and pulls you up to her face. She deeply kisses your mouth tasting herself on you. She hugs you tightly and you feel her heart beat against you.

You both shower together, and after you get dressed, she offers you a late lunch. You sit at her kitchen table and talk about learning more. She is willing to teach you, and understands your need for secrecy. She doesn’t have anyone she is dating right now, but isn’t looking for anyone aside for sex anyway.

You head back to your apartment and your life, with a knowing smile and a hopeful feeling. You can’t wait for your next lessons, and think about how much you really want to teach your boyfriend. 

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Traffic, Audio-book, and Your Biggest Toy

 Traffic on your way home is heavy. The news on the radio is boring, and you really aren’t in the mood for music. It all sounds that same. 

At a stop light, you scroll though your audio-book list. Your husband had gotten you some “Hot Wife Fantasy” stories, and added them to your queue. You pick one at random and hit play.

A sultry female voice introduces the book and begins narrating it. She describes how she, Mary, and her husband John, have an open marriage and enjoy spending time with new partners. Then she talks about how they are going on vacation to a resort, a clothing option beach.

“Anything would be better than stuck in this traffic.” You mutter to yourself.

The narrator describes the beach resort, and some of the various guests that the couple encounters as they sign in. As they check in, they see another couple and introduce themselves. You imagine the characters as she describes the tanned couple. The man Charlie is young, strong and handsome, and his wife Kate, also tall, and athletic with a tight body. As all of them check in, the husbands talk about meeting later in the Tiki bar.

Traffic is still creeping along as you imagine the beach, the loose summer clothing, and the tanned bodies wearing swimsuits or even less. The narrator describes the drinks, the bar, and how the couples easily chat and decide to head to the hot tub.

“Only in romance novels, do hook ups happen like that.” You say to yourself with a smile. As you traffic starts to move a little faster, you focus more on your driving, but hear the descriptions of the characters as they kiss, caress, and undress each other.

“In the hot tub, John, Mary, Charlie, and Kate, all sit in a circle. Swim suits come off, and then Mary and Kate nod to each other, and switch. Kate moves to John, and Mary moves to Charlie, finally feeling that long thick schlong that he was hiding in his swim trunks.”

“When was the last time I was in a hot tub?” you ask yourself. Wishing your husband was listening to this with you.

“Mary kisses Charlie as she strokes his long, thick veiny cock under the water. It feels as thicker than John’s. She whispers in his ear, ‘My place or yours?’ Charlie looks over as John is sucking on Kate’s firm breasts and probably fingering her under the water, based on her stifled moans. ‘Let’s go to mine.’ He says, standing up, grabbing a towel to dry off.”

“Who writes this?” you ask yourself with a chuckle, though you are enjoying it.

The narrator continues on “Inside the room, Charlie kisses Mary, as he caresses her breasts and hardening nipples. She strokes his hard shaft. It feels so good in her hand, she can’t wait to have it in her mouth.”

As you hear the description, you imagine warm lips against yours. A thick cock, larger than your husband’s in your hand and then putting it to your mouth.

A horn honks and you realize that the traffic light changed from red to green. You focus on driving again, but still the description of sex is more graphic than what you expected.

At the next traffic light, you look down at the book description ‘Romance. Graphic Adult Content. Hot and Steamy story of a couple as they share and swap partners at a resort.’

“I wonder why my husband got this for me. Was it a joke? Or something he wants to share?” you think to yourself as you get closer to home.

“Mary falls to her knees and takes the salami thick cock to her mouth. The purple head looks so tasty, as she slowly licks around the mushroom shaped tip.”

You feel a tingle of desire as you hear the description. “When I get home, if my husband isn’t there, I’m grabbing my toy.” You say and then bite your lower lip as you hear the description of her sucking the thick veiny shaft.

You pull into the driveway as you hear the description of Mary riding Charlie’s thick cock as he lies on the bed and pulls her nipples. You park the car, get out and enter the house. You are the first one home. Quickly checking the TV news, it says that traffic is bad in the entire region, and you realize your husband will be stuck in traffic a while, so you turn off the TV and head for the bedroom.

Stripping out of your clothes you lie on the bed wearing only your bra and panties. You reach into the nightstand and take out your biggest toy and imagine the scene in the room. “She saw him standing there, with his manhood firm and ready.” So you take your purple dildo, with its exaggerated texture and slowly lick it. Imagining it to be the hard cock of Charlie. The purple dildo is larger than your husband. You rarely use it by yourself. You bought it for those times when you and your husband fantasize about you being fucked by a strange cock larger and thicker than him. You like the size of your husband and he never disappoints but sometimes you enjoy the fantasy too.

This is one of those times. You lick the tip, and then the shaft. Thinking about the narration, “His salami was thick and veiny.” Putting it in your mouth, you softly suck it. Your other hand is in your panties, slowly rubbing your damp pussy lips.

You take your toy into your mouth, licking and sucking it like you do your husband. Your fingers tease your pussy the way Charlie teased Mary. Slowly and deliberately.

You suck your toy deeper, and thrust a finger inside of your wet cunt. Your pussy is so wet. You take your toy and slowly rub it down your body. Imagining that hard cock moving closer to your hungry twat.

Sliding off your panties, you rub the tip along your wet lips. You are tease yourself like they described in the book. Then you slowly work your toy into you. It feels so good.

You work it in and out, thrusting a little deeper each time. Spreading your legs wider, you take it deeper, thrusting faster and harder. One hand on the toy and the other rubbing your clit.

You imagine you are Mary as Charlie is thrusting and filling your cunt. You pinch and pull a nipple as you fuck yourself with your toy.

It feels so good.

You want so badly to ride it. So you get on your knees and lower yourself on to it. Closing your eyes, you move up and down as you take it deeper. You rub your clit and pinch a nipple as you feel the shaft fill you.

You are so close to cumming.

Then you feel something warm press against your mouth.

Your husband is home and he holds his hard cock to your lips. “Mmmmmm” you say as lick the tip.

“Yes, keep riding. You look so sexy” he says. 

You rub your clit as you lick and suck him.

Pleasure rolls through you as suck him and take your dildo deep in you, as you rub your clit. His cock is so hard in your mouth, and you taste his pre-cum.

You know he won’t last long. You suck him and stroke his shaft. He cums, faster than you expected. You suck it all.

Then he pulls from your mouth, kisses you, and asks “So, how was your day?”

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In the Mood

 It had been a busy week for both of us, and last night we fell asleep pressed up against each other. Normally we have a sensual and enthusiastic love making session Friday night, but we felt just like cuddling and fell asleep.

The alarm goes off and you feel me move to turn it off. But instead of silence or News, I apparently hit the wrong button and switched the station to that Independent Jazz station we sometimes listen to.

You hear a soft sultry voice singing “Are you in the Mood”. The music is slow and the words are meaningful. I turn down the volume a bit.

“Should I turn it off, or do you want to listen for a bit?” I ask.

You turn and kiss me. “Let’s see what else they are going to play.” You say as you pull yourself tightly against me.

The next song that comes on is “All Of My Love”. You hear Smokey Robinson’s voice, you feel my fingers slowly caressing your left breast. My lips, so warm and familiar, slowly kissing your neck right below your ear. I slowly kiss down your neck in rhythm with the music.

I kiss once for every four beats. Moving slowly and continuing between your shoulders. My fingers slowly roll your left nipple keeping that same quarter time speed.

“Mmmm We haven’t used music like this for a long time.” You say.

“Should I stop….. or keep moving down….” You hear me ask between kisses.

“Keep going….but let me….roll on to my back. Use that…..talented mouth…..on my chest.” You are trying to keep with the rhythm of the song too.

As you roll, you hear Lou Rawls singing “Early Morning Love.”

They rhythm is slower and I kiss your mouth first, and then slowly, in tempo, move down your neck, your chest, and to your right nipple. Slowly licking and kissing my way to your hardening nipple. My fingers go back to rolling your left nipple, in tempo with the song. You feel my mouth cover your right breast and I suck your nipple firmly. Just as firmly I pull your left nipple. They are both so hard now.

The song ends and you hear the DJ, in a soft, smooth voice, “Welcome to ‘In the Mood’, on this early Saturday morning. I hope all of you men and women, kings and queens, princes and princesses, are all enjoying what I’m laying down for you.”

He continues doing a quick recap of the artists and songs, then does the station ID.

“Community Radio is a special thing,” he continues on for a moment. “so lie back and enjoy as I continue on with Ray, Goodman, and Brown, “Special Lady”.”

As vocals and music rise, you feel me stop focusing on your breasts and slowly kiss and lick my way down your stomach. I move my body down I can more easily get between your legs.

I start humming along as I kiss the inside of your right thigh.

You feel the vibrations of my humming, as I move closer to your damp pussy.

“You are such a special lady.” I say and slowly lick up and down, around the edge of your pussy lips.

“Are you going to tease me this morning?” You ask, a tone of enjoyment in your voice.

“It depends. Shall we see what he plays next?”

Another vocal track similar to “Special Lady” but different. The tempo is similar and the refrain is “You’re the Best Thing in My Life”.

As the music continues, you feel my head moving in tempo, my tongue licking between your wet, tasty lips, and then up around your clit. You feel my fingers lightly press back the hood, as my tongue licks and then I suck.

You feel vibrations again as I hum along with the music. The slow, sensual music feels so right along with how I work my mouth.

You feel the pleasure building, I rub your clit harder and faster, as you feel my tongue deep in your pussy.

You tighten your thighs around my head as you enjoy your first orgasm of the morning.

Then you hear the opening cords of “Inside of You.”

“I think that is a suggestion….you should take and get inside of me.” You say breathing a bit harder.

I lie next to you and kiss you again. You taste your cunt on my mouth. “Why don’t you ride me?” I say, laying on my back.

You try to move in time with the song, but you really want my hard shaft inside of you. Slowing your breathing and moving in rhythm, you straddle me and slowly move your wet pussy lips along my hard cock, as it lies on my belly.

“Mmmmm are you going to tease me too?” I ask.

Instead of male voices, the next song has a clear strong female voice, Debra Laws, sing “Very Special”.

You grab my shaft, and slowly lower yourself on it. Moving your hips in rhythm with the song.

“Oh, yeah, you feel so good.” I say as I grab your hips.

Every time you rock forward, you press your sensitive clit against me, and then rock back, feeling the pressure of my hard cock inside of you.

It feels so good. Your next orgasm is building, and you want to cum so hard.

You grab my hands and hold them against the bed as you lean forward. Your nipples rubbing against my chest. You press down against me as you cum again.

“Isn’t that the way to start the day.” You hear the voice on the radio say. “We had Miss Debra Laws with “Very Special”, Ray, Goodman, and Brown with “Inside of You”, The Dramatics singing “You are the Best Thing in my Life”, as we started this set with “Special Lady” also by Ray, Goodman, and Brown.”

You release me and lie in my arms. My softening cock slides from you, and you feel my jizz dripping from you.

I kiss you again. “Should we listen to his next set, or clean up and start the day?” I ask holding you tightly.

“Let’s listen for a bit longer. Maybe we will start every Saturday with his show?”

(A special thanks to 89.3 WPFW and DJ Arthur McCloud and his show “In the Mood”. This story was inspired by listening to his Saturday morning show. If you enjoyed this story; Clap, Highlight, and Comment. If you really enjoy my stories, Follow and Subscribe. You can also listen and support Community Radio WPFW. They are online too www.wpfwfm.org .)

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The Musician - Part 2

 

(Continued from Part 1)

“What the hell am I doing?” you ask yourself. “He is good looking, and interested, but am I really thinking about sex with a rock and roll drummer? Maybe after they finish, I’ll be tired or change my mind.”

You take your drink and head back to the table.

All during the night there was a guy who, during every new song, would yell “Free Bird”.

After Pat turns off the recorded music, they do a quick systems check on everyone, and then Jimmy goes to his microphone. “Welcome back everyone. To kick off our second set, this one is for you, guy yelling from the back."

Jimmy and Pat start in with a very familiar chord. The crowd breaks into screams and applause as you watch Stan hit the drums hard as they begin “Free Bird”

Then you hear Stan’s voice start off

“If I leave here tomorrow….would you still remember me….” 

A shiver runs down you as he sings it.  I almost sounds like he is singing directly to you. You are filled with a desire to just hug him tightly. You take a gulp of your drink.

“It is all my imagination.  Just enjoy the show.” You tell yourself.

When the guitar solo kicks in, there are people in the audience pumping their fists in the air. A few have pulled out their lighters and are holding them up. Others are just bouncing their heads back and forth in time with the music. Shonda’s bass playing adds to Jimmy’s guitar in just the right way.

When it ends, your heart is beating fast. You scream and clap loudly with everyone else.

“Thank you everyone.  Now that we got your heart’s racing, I am going to slow things back down a bit.” Jimmy says as he switches from his electric guitar to his acoustic.

He strums a very classic wester rhythm and all of them sing “Ventura Highway” together. You notice that Stan switched from drumsticks to brushes.  It all sounds so good. The words don’t make sense, but who cares. It all feels right.

Your glass is empty again.  You go to the bar and get a water with lime.  Maybe alcohol and caffeine aren’t the answer tonight. 

Jimmy switches back to his electric guitar and does another slow strumming rhythm.

Shonda steps up to her microphone. “Baby I get so scared inside and I don’t really understand….” You know the original was a duet between Lita Ford and Ozzy Osbourne, and it makes sense for Shonda to sing the Lita part, but it surprises you when you hear Pat answer. “Heaven is in the palm of my hand and it is waiting here for you….” You hadn’t imagined “Close My Eyes Forever” as a duet between two women, but you can feel the electricity between them.  It is so erotic.

You look over to Stan. He has his drum sticks again and he is beating out a steady rhythm for them, as Jimmy gives an excellent guitar solo. Shonda puts in so much emotion into the words, you wonder who she is really singing to.

After the applause and cheers, you see Stan get up, with a harmonica in hand and move to the center stage.  “Jimmy, let me see if I can pick up the tempo a bit.”

They all nod to each other.  Pat is turning on something and making a few quick adjustments. Shonda has her bass ready and starts slowly strumming. Stan makes a weird sound from his harmonica, almost more like horn.

“I’ve been in a cave… for forty days…. With only a spark… to light my way…I want to get out… I want to give in…This is our time…This is our Sin….but I still believe…. I still believe…through the pain… through the grief….through the lies…..through the storm…through the cries…. Through wars….Oh I still believe!”

Then he blow his harmonica again in a way that sounds so good and so right.  The song “I Still Believe” is vaguely familiar, but not a top 40 hit.  You see Jimmy and Shonda clapping with the drum machine at times.  Soon the whole crowd is clapping along as Stan blows his harmonica with so much passion.

When Stan gets to the line in the song “So People like Us…. In places like this… We need all the hope….we can get….Ohhhh I still BeLieve!”

You swear he is looking directly at you.  Between his voice and looks, you are getting excited and a little damp. 

Stan moves back to the drums again as Pat makes another quick change to her keyboard. It is the piano sound again.  As you hear an almost bluesy tune begin.

Stan, Jimmy, and Shonda are all snapping their fingers in time as Pat sings “Why can’t I lay low….Why can’t I say what I mean…Why don’t I stay home…”

You hadn’t imagined a woman singing lead on “Big Man on Mulberry Street”.

But it works. Stan is playing drums again with the brushes, but at one point he picks up a harmonica and adds the perfect sound to such a bluesy tune. The only thing they are missing is about three or four more guys with horns.  But they’re a rock and roll band and not a jazz band. Damn they are talented.

As it ends. Jimmy yells “Everyone show Pat just how much you loved that.”

Everyone in the bar applauds and cheers, as Pat steps from behind her keyboard and bows.   Jimmy grabs his acoustic guitar and Shonda sits with the steel guitar on her lap.

“Here is a song for everyone out there who is with someone or wants to be with someone….” He says as he starts in a country western tempo.

“I really do….appreciate… the fact your….sitting here…your voice sounds so wonderful…but your face don’t look to clear…Bar..Maid….Bring a pitcher…..another round of brews….” The whole bar shouts the line “Why don’t we get drunk and screw!”    

“Yeah! That’s what I’m talking about.  I knew you guys knew this one.” He says and then continues the song.  You are smiling and singing along too.

The rest of the set continues like that.  They do a version of “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad”, “I Knew You Were Trouble”, “Hook” where Stan’s was centerstage with his harmonica again.  “Thunder Road”, an almost bluesy version of “Time of the Season”

Pat was lead vocals on that one, but during the echoed line when the other members of the band sing “What’s your name…. Who’s your daddy?” You hear Stan clearly.

You take a sip of your drink then slowly exhale.  You really do want to meet up with him after the show.

After “Time of the Season” they do “Everybody Knows”. Stan’s drumming echoes though the club, under Jimmy’s vocals. When Jimmy sings “Everyone knows that you’ve been faithful….give or take a night or two…” he is looking at you.

Or at least you think so.

When it ends, Jimmy announces “You have been a wonderful audience, tonight.  We are going to close it out with an old song from America “Sister Golden Hair”.  So, tip your waitstaff, be careful going home, and enjoy your night.”

He takes his acoustic guitar and starts strumming.  Pat answers with her keyboard, as Shonda and Stan keep a steady beat.  You hear Stan singing, “Well I tried to make it Sunday…. But I got so damned depressed….That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed…I ain’t ready for the altar… but I do agree there’s times…. When a woman sure can be a friend of mine….”

As he keeps singing, it seems again as if it’s directly to you.  You take your glass to the bar, and close out your tab for the night. 

“Will you love me just a little… Just enough to show you can…” you hear so clearly.

You know it’s just the lyrics of the song, but God knows that feels like it is directly at you.  As the song ends, you head out, with your car keys in your hand.

You can drive home or to the hotel.  You feel a buzz like you have been drinking hard all night. You pick the hotel. While you are there, you can always change your mind.  It is a major chain hotel, one that you have a loyalty card for too.

Looking around the empty lobby, you see a couple of soft lounge chairs and a couch.

“Can I help you with something?” asks a smiling man in a vest with a name tag.

“I am here to see someone. He and his friends were just finishing up, and I got here before them.” You answer.

He slowly nods and smiles wider, “You can take a seat over there, or you can wait in the lounge.  When your friend shows up, I can send him there.”

After thinking it over for a minute, you say, “Sure, his name is Stan, and I forget his last name. He is the drummer with “Brain Fog Lighthouse.”

He nods and smiles again. “When they return, I will tell them you are waiting in the bar.”

“Thanks.” And you follow the sign pointing to “Lounge”.

It is the typical hotel bar, with a scattering of tables and a short bar top with a little less than a dozen stools.  It is mostly empty, except for a couple of older guys, sipping drinks and watching the large screen TV.  You grab an empty table near the entrance with a view of the parking lot.  You glance at your watch, then look to the window.

“What can I get you?” ask the bartender who walked over to you.

“Just a cola.” You say almost absentmindedly.

“Be right back.”

You keep looking to the parking lot. You still feel a rush of anticipation. 

“They don’t have roadies, so they have to pack up their equipment, load it into their vehicle, and then drive here.  I don’t even know what they are driving. I doubt it’s a bus with “Brain Fog Lighthouse” on the side.    

“Do you want to pay or charge it to your room?” he asks as he sets down your drink.

You open your wallet and hand him cash.

“It will just be this one. Keep the change.” You tell him.  You sip it as he heads back behind the bar.  “If he doesn’t show up before I finish this, I’ll just go home. If I go home, I am definitely using a toy on myself.” You think, still tingling.

After a few minutes, you see a big RV pull into the parking lot. You watch Jimmy, Shonda, and Pat climb out the side. Then you see Stan get out of the driver’s seat.

Your heart is beating faster. “Damn. This is just a hookup.  Maybe not even that.” You think.

After a couple more minutes you see Stan in the entrance looking around, then straight at you.  He is smiling broadly as he walks up.

“I thought you might have changed your mind.  We can sit here and talk if you want, or go up to my suite.” He says.

“You have a suite? I thought you were a poor musician.” You respond with a smile.

“With the way we travel, we get enough points, we can each get a suite almost every town.”

“You stay at the same hotels?” you ask as you finish your drink.

“We do when we can. Being a Platinum Level guest has a lot of perks.” He says as he extends his hand when you stand up. You place the empty glass on the bar, before you hook your arms in Stan’s.

When he opens the door, you are a little surprised. It is a suite.

A living room area and kitchenette, and you see another room with a bed.

“Do you want to sit and talk?  I can pour you something to drink?” he says as he strips off his sweaty shirts.

His back and shoulders are well muscled, from years of drumming.  You wolf whistle at his bare torso as you sit on the couch.  “You don’t need to put a shirt on, unless you feel cold.” You say.   He turns and you see curly hair on his chest and his hard nipples. “You might be cold.” You say laughing. You really like how he looks, and you want him.

He grabs a towel from the bathroom and wipes his skin.  “The stage lights are hot and compared to that, the room is cold.”

You look down at his crotch, “Hopefully not too cold.” you say still laughing.

“Give me a second.” He steps into the bathroom, and you hear running water.

After a few minutes he goes to the bedroom and then comes back pulling on a black t-shirt.

“You don’t have to dress for me.” You say, patting the spot on the couch next to you.

“I thought you wanted to talk. If you just want sex, we can move to the bedroom.” He says in an exaggerated comedic tone, turning to the bedroom.

“Oh, just sit down next to me.  Tell me who you are, Stan.”

“I will, if you tell me about you. Do you often pick up stray drummers?”

You laugh at that, “No you are my first. Drummer, that is.”

He sits down and slowly plays with your hair. You both talk about your histories in general.  He talks about his time as a commercial session musician, the same as his band mates. You talk about your job, your ex, and how much you enjoy going to the café every week to hear live music.

As you have been talking, you both have been moving closer to each other.

“So have you been with others since your ex?” He asks as he slowly moves his fingers down your arm, and you feel that tingle of excitement.

“Have you been with a lot of women on the road?” you respond.

He shakes his head.  “No. That’s why I was glad to see you at the bar.  You aren’t one of the chippies that used to show up at the stage door of the bigger bands we used to open for. No, you look like a woman who knows what she wants.”

He says as he leans in closer. You lean in and kiss him.  His warm lips feel good against yours.

A moment later you feel his tongue parting your lips and moving around. Back and forth, deeper and then shallow. Then out of your mouth.

“Wow.  You know how to use your tongue.” you say on a surprised tone.

“Shall I really show you? Do you want to stay on the couch or move to the bed?”

You stand up, and grab his hand. “Let’s see this bed of yours.”

Walking into the bedroom, he strips off his t-shirt and his jeans, as you pull off your top and slacks.  Normally you want to do this slowly, but for some reason tonight, you want to get naked and feel his body next to yours.

You feel his fingers unclasping your bra, as he stands behind you and kisses your neck. His lips are warm on your skin as he kisses you and slowly caresses your breasts. His fingers feel strong as they rub and pinch your hardening nipples.

You reach behind and grip his hardening dick, stroking him as he continues standing behind you. “Can we lie down on the bed?” you ask.

He turns you and then has you lie on your back, pulling off your panties, and spreading your legs.  You feel his strong hands on your thighs as he softly kisses the inside of your right thigh. Its soft but different. He does a quick little lick with the tip of his tongue. 

You feel him moving closer to your pussy.  The anticipation already has you damp as you feel him getting closer.  “You have a very pretty pussy.” He says and you feel his tongue slowly move up and down. He then spreads your legs wider and tilts his head.

You feel his mouth cover your pussy lips as his tongue moves back and forth quickly. Sometimes on your lips and sometimes between them. It feels so good you try to close your legs on him but he presses against them to keep them wide. 

Your pussy is tingling like you are hooked up to a vibrator. 

Then he moves up to your clit. His mouth is warm and wet and then you feel the firm suction.  As he sucks, the tip of his tongue moves around it.

You are breathing harder, as you grab a hand full of bedspread with one hand and grab his head with the other.  It is almost too fast and too intense. You feel the pleasure move through you as your thighs and hands try to clench as you cum.

He stops sucking and then slowly licks your pussy lips. “Mmmmm. Did you enjoy that?” He asks still between your legs.

“Damn, you are good with your mouth.” You say, trying to slow your breathing.

“Years of harmonica will do that. Now that you had your first orgasm of the night, we can take our time if you want.”  He says as he gets on the bed and lies next to you.

“Don’t you want to cum now, too?” you ask as you grip and stroke his hard cock.

He kisses you and caresses your left breast.  “I wanted to help diffuse the post-concert excitement.  For me, concentrating on giving pleasure does it.”

He moves from your mouth to your hard nipples.  Once again, he demonstrates the skill of his mouth, but you also feel the thick fingers of his hand between your legs and rubbing your pussy.  Two fingers slide into you as he firmly sucks your right nipple.

“God, you are good. But lie back and let me have you for a minute.” You tell him.

He slowly withdraws and lies back.  His hard cock resting on his stomach.

You move down, grab it again, then slowly lick the tip. You have wanted to taste him all night.

It isn’t the biggest or longest you have had but it’s nice and as you suck on it, it feels good in your mouth. You grip the base of his shaft as you take it deeper into your mouth, feeling it press down your tongue and rub the roof of your mouth.

The tip pushes against the back of your mouth as you open and let saliva coat his hard dick. Your hand strokes it faster as you suck him harder again.

“You are pretty good with your mouth too.” He says as he grunts in pleasure.

He feels so hard and slick in your mouth, but you want him inside of you. You stop sucking and look at him.  “Fuck me.  Fuck me now.” You say.

“I will but let me do one thing first.” He says as you release him.

He moves off the bed and goes to his suitcase to pull out a box of condoms. Taking one out of the package, he rolls it down his still hard shaft. “I always wear protection while I’m on the road.” He says as comes back.

He crawls onto the bed and kisses your mouth.  “How do you want to do this?” he asks.

“Let’s start missionary and see where we go from there.” You say, as you lie on your back and spread your legs. He rubs the tip of his rubber clad cock, along your wet pussy lips to help lubricate it, before he slowly works it into you. 

You like the thickness of him as he goes deeper with each thrust of his hips.

Looking directly into his eyes you wrap your legs around him. “Yes, go deeper.” You feel it going in and out, faster, a bit harder, and as deep as he can go. His chest is rubbing against your nipples as he humps you faster and harder.

It feels good, but you think doggie might feel better. “Let’s change it up.” You say and roll over after he pulls out. You get on your hands and knees, with your ass high in the air. 

His hands grip your hips and spread your ass cheeks as he thrusts into your hot wet cunt again.  “That’s it. Fuck me harder.” You gasp.

It feels so good you bounce back and forth against him.

You both are sweating now.  It feels good, and you reach down and rub your clit.

“Spank my ass.” You tell him, as you are breathing hard again.

The sharp crack of his hand on your right ass cheek puts a shiver through your body as you finger your clit faster.  “Cum with me.” You command.

He is breathing harder and sweating as he thrusts hard and holds you tightly.

You feel your own pleasure building again as you rub harder.

Your pussy pulses around his throbbing cock as you both cum. Both of you are sweating as he slowly pulls from you.  He gets up, pulls the condom off and drops it into the trash.

“Do you want to grab a quick shower?” he asks as he grabs a towel.

You get off the bed and join him.  The hotel has a good shower head and the water is nice and hot.  You both soap up and rinse each other. 

He turns off the water and hands you a towel. “Do you want me to dry you?” he offers.

“No.” you say as you dry yourself, “I need to go home. This was great, and no one would believe that I slept with a rock and roll drummer.”

“It doesn’t need to be a one-time thing.” He says as he dries himself too.

You drop the wet towel on the bathroom floor and get dressed.

“Do you want my phone number?” he asks as he slides a pair of shorts on.

You think about it for a moment. “Sure.” And add his number to your phone, as he does the same with yours. 

“Maybe if we have time, we can have breakfast or dinner the next time I’m in town.”

You walk up, hug him, and kiss him in the cheek. “I would like that.”

Right as you get to door, he yells, “Wait a second. I think I still have one.”

You stop. He tosses a rolled-up t-shirt to you.  “We made a few of these during our last tour. They weren’t really big sellers, so now we only sell them on our merch store online.”  You unroll it and it is the same logo as his drum kit.

“Thanks, I love it. If you don’t leave too early in the morning, call me for breakfast.”

“Will do. Be safe.”

You get into your car, and look at the t-shirt, smiling to yourself.  “That’s one way to get a free t-shirt”

(I hope you enjoyed that story.  If you take all of the songs, you can make an interesting playlist. If you liked this, leave a comment, follow, and subscribe.  See you next week.)