Rock Star Groupie 1 (3 page)

   Ali
was really looking forward to checking Zane out, to see if he actually had the
kind of huge monster cock that everyone said he did.  She hoped so…Ali couldn’t
bear another disappointment.  And that gigantic killer ram rod of Zane Nelson’s
was just what Ali needed, deep in her tight wet cunt, to make her cum all over
his huge long love stick multiple times.

   Ali
bet those strong climaxes would definitely happen.  She was certain that she’d
experience several great orgasms with Zane right away, while he thrust his dick
into her small tight pussy, nice and hard for a very long time…from the back, in
the doggy style position that Ali preferred so much.  She could only imagine
what Zane would feel like, stretching her slit inside, punching into her slick juicy
pussy from behind. 

   The
days ticked by.  And Ali’s final exams went quite well, but it was hard for her
to concentrate on anything else.  All that she thought about was Zane’s huge
cock, and Ali masturbated a lot with her largest thickest dildos, watching Love
Core videos, while she fantasized about his attributes…and got herself off.  Those
daily diversions offered a nice hot mental fling.  But, Ali constantly craved
the real live thing.  She yearned for Zane in the flesh!  ASAP!  How she wished
she could actually taste him…feel him…tease him with her tongue!  Her three
long weeks of waiting seemed like an eternity.  Then, the big exciting concert night
finally arrived.

   Ali
was on cloud nine, when she strolled into the jam-packed arena with Paul. 
She’d spent the entire afternoon primping and preening, so Ali was sure that she
looked fantastic.  And her confidence level was sky high.  After they’d both said
hello to their friends and they’d talked with some other radio people that were
there, Paul and Ali hugged, then they went their separate ways.  Paul wanted to
chat with Love Core’s manager backstage, but Ali had a completely different strategy
in mind.

   Right
now she only needed a good place to stand, since all of the tickets for this
show were general admission.  No reserved seats…just open space near the stage. 
Not a problem though, since Ali had been to this venue many times before.  She already
knew where the best spots were to watch the band, and once she’d made plans to
rendezvous with Paul afterwards, Ali hurried to secure her usual close view.

   She
made her way to the front of the stage, edging through the crowd until she was almost
at the rail.  Fans were stuffed in tight at the front, crammed together so
close that there was barely any standing room left to spare and one could
hardly move around on the arena floor.  But, the big thick crowd was perfect
for Ali’s purposes.  Just right for some special hot fun that she’d planned for
the night.  Her bold idea didn’t require much space.  And she would gladly
trade a bit of temporary discomfort for a good look at Zane onstage.

   Still,
conditions within the mosh pit were demanding for Ali.  Heavy sweaty bodies
crowd-surfed over her head and she got brushed several times by their large flying
feet.  The air was so stifling that Ali could barely breathe.  People pushed
and shoved, the temperature rose then soared from the bright lights, yet Ali held
her ground and she stayed in place, right at the front of the overcrowded audience,
for the entire two hours of Love Core’s sold-out show.

   Ali
couldn’t be moved.  She refused to take her mesmerized eyes off the prize.  She
remained focused on her intimate mission, and Ali stared at Zane as if he was
the only man onstage.  Never mind the rest of the band.  Ali knew which one she
wanted.  Their gorgeous lead singer was irresistible….delectable to gaze upon…flawless
to behold.

   Close
up, she could see many more details than the videos showed.  And Ali marveled
at Zane’s striking handsome face, perfect smooth skin, with a well shaped nose
and strong chiseled chin.  Ali’s eyes roamed over his big thick chest, broad wide
shoulders and tattooed muscles, his full firm sexy lips, the adorable dimples
when he smiled at the crowd, and she wanted to touch Zane’s wavy mane of long brown
hair that swung around with every step he’d take.

   She
studied each nuance and expression in his deep blue eyes, as Zane belted out
the band’s most popular hit tunes.  Ali screamed when Love Core played her
favorite songs.  From the very first notes, Zane’s spellbinding voice and the riveting
guitar sounds produced intense emotions mingled with sharp desire inside her.

   Watching
the band perform, Ali experienced an unprecedented level of bodily pleasure, an
indescribable reaction so strong from hearing those beloved songs that she
gasped, shuddered, ached for more.  Ali had never been so turned on before. 
Not by a rock concert, or any previous live performance.  Not by any other band. 
Or a lead singer either!  The absolute ecstasy that Love Core’s music caused astonished
Ali.  Its hypnotic sensuous effects were virtually inescapable.

   Ali
couldn’t resist the music’s ruthless pull.  And her lustful excitement only grew,
multiplied, and swelled to new heights with every sweet note from Zane’s splendid
emotional vocal chords.  His elegant breathtaking singing abilities gripped her
feminine psyche, his potent sizzling artistic lyrics violated her mind.

   Ali’s
cunt responded with a slippery damp flood, as Zane’s voice brought her to the
edge of total bliss…and his awesome power invaded her senses like a large glass
of fine wine.  Ali’s pussy dripped and throbbed, wet and slick for him, when
Zane crooned and posed, while he fondled the microphone.  And Ali swooned, she squirmed,
she whimpered low in her throat whenever Zane cradled the mic tenderly right in
front of him.

   She
gasped at how Zane held the microphone ever so softly, so very close, as he would
a lover’s face, just a few short inches from his beautifully formed lips and
mouth.  Ali couldn’t hold back her body’s rapture much longer, watching Zane work
his magic on the crowd, worshiping him like a god, wishing for his touch, her
ardor rose while Zane captivated his loyal fans.

   Ali
totally lost it halfway through the lengthy set, when Zane jumped into the air,
picking a difficult fast riff, he made a high athletic leap with his electric
guitar.  Ali shrieked.  She yelled, moaned and screamed, her body shook and shivered
with unrestrained thrilled abandon.  Ali felt herself falling, reeling for Zane,
as she was swept away by her passionate response for him.  She screamed Zane’s
name, but Ali’s helpless futile cries were drowned out by the roar of the crowd.

   The
audience went wild.  And Ali struggled for a moment to stay on her feet, during
the sudden swift surge of bodies towards the front rows.  Ali realized the
risks.  If she fell, she might get trampled on the floor.  That terrible tragedy
had occurred before at other such jam-packed venues.  But Ali quickly recovered,
her balance restored.  Ali held steady, and the pushing eventually stopped, then
she continued her overjoyed stares at Zane again.

   That
last large crowd surge had shoved her forward…she’d been shifted to front and
center with a clearer line of sight.  And now Ali stood in position so delightfully
close, that she could see every single move Zane made onstage.  Nothing missed
her loving inspection.  She noticed everything, especially the slight subtle outline
of his nice thick package, which completely filled in the front of his tight faded
blue jeans.  A delicious hint of a hard-on!  Just enough meat to tease.  Exactly
what Ali had wished to see!

   His
remarkable masculine vision stoked her fire again to red hot flames.  Creamy
moisture saturated Ali’s quivering, molten cunt.  Her heightened desire reignited,
exploded beyond yearning.  Then, the sights and signs of Zane’s big thick cock bulge
captured Ali’s core, her pulsing imagination propelled her over the top.  That distinct
brief glimpse of what was sure to come, the knowledge of that which lay in
store for her ultimate total pleasure, titillated Ali’s throbbing clit and enticed
her slick wet pussy to detonate in the absolute pinnacle of elated sensation…one
more magnificent time.

   Again
and again, her ecstasy poured out in a boisterous voiced stream.  And Ali
cheered, she shrieked, she screamed herself hoarse, as the immensely talented rock
band gave a stellar performance.  Love Core’s long, exhilarating, hard rocking set
totally blew her mind.  Each additional offbeat bad-ass song ramped up her
interest, and the live renditions made her breathless with excitement, even thirstier
for Zane’s intimate presence in the flesh.

   As
they closed out the set, Ali gasped and panted from his dazzling onstage action,
her pussy hummed and hungered in greedy anticipation, she ached for more of Zane’s
sizzling slick moves.  Zane had put her in the groove.  And Ali wanted to suck
him off, as soon as possible…and then, later on, she’d grab a chance to ride his
huge gargantuan, long lasting erection, hard and fast for the rest of the entire
night.

   Love
Core conquered the crowd with several more songs before their rowdy,
electrifying encore.  To Ali’s thrilled astonishment, their energetic, non-stop,
high voltage act became even more intense towards the conclusion of the concert. 
The band played and jammed as if their very lives depended on it.

   And
the show carried on so long, almost until midnight.  Like the greatest, most cherished
session of incredible hot sex.  This was the kind of concert that Ali wished
would never end.  Yet eventually it did, leaving Zane’s undeniable, superb vocal
expertise forever etched in her memory and Ali was sensually inspired, sonically
drained, and musically satisfied by the end of Love Core’s fantastic show.

   She
screamed Zane’s name aloud again, during the thunderous exultant standing
ovation, the band took their final bows, then they strode offstage and Ali was
dying to meet their gorgeous lead singer.  Paul had already pulled some
strings, and the proper arrangements were all in place, so Ali quickly got her deepest
wish.  Immediately after the Love Core concert, the band’s manager ushered Ali to
Zane backstage.  And she was dressed just right for him.

***

Thanks
for reading ROCK STAR GROUPIE (Part 1). 

I
hope you enjoyed my writing!  Sincerely, Rosanna Cole.

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story continues with ROCK STAR GROUPIE (Part 2), available now.

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available:  ROCK STAR GROUPIE (Contains Part 1 & Part 2).