Page 4 of Stage Dive: Short Stories & Novellas
“This is so shocking.I’m shocked.”
“But in a good way, right?”I asked.
“It’s so…”
My heart was beating harder.It wasn’t easy staying cool when she stared at me like that.Already I was half hard, my cock hardening and lengthening.My balls felt heavy, ready.I licked my lips.“It’s so what?”
“Thick and ropey and meaty,” she said in a breathy voice, gaze still glued to me.“What turgid magnificence.”
“Sure, sure.I’ve used those words often myself.”
Now she turned coy, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.“Can I touch it?Please?”
“You’ve been pretty mean to me.All this disbelief combined with the harsh vibes, I honestly don’t know if you deserve it.”
At this she snorted.
“Pumpkin, stay in character,” I hissed.“How are you going to win a sex Oscar if you can’t stay in character?”
She bit back a smile and tossed her hair around once more.Some of it sort of whipped her in the eye which had to sting a little.But she carried on like a trooper.“How was I to know all of your aggressive male cockiness actually hid the cock of a god?”
“Ooh, good line,” I said.“Anyway…I’ve shown you mine so now you have to show me yours.Obviously.Lift that skirt, lady.”
Her hands covered the general area of her downstairs pink bits, her eyes wide with fake shock.“You want to see my pussy?”
“I demand to see your pussy.”
“Oh, no!But–”
“Just drop the panties.”
An actual real live blush hit her cheeks.“I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Well, you see, I’m not wearing any.”Timid like, she looked away.“I forgot to put them on this morning.It was a total accident.I was just in such a rush that I plain forgot.”
“That issoawesome.”I swallowed hard, shuffling over to her.Pants around the ankles issues.With my dick sticking straight out, it wasn’t exactly easy getting to my knees.People think you can just wander around doing whatever with a hard-on, but I’m here to tell you, the whole swollen groin thing can really be tricky to manoeuvre.My bare knees hit the cool dusty concrete floor and I tsked.“You really need to sweep out here.This is bordering on unhygienic.Not that I care.”
“I’ll tell Reece later.”
“Good work.”I cleared my throat.“I won’t tell you again, Miss.Get that skirt up and widen your stance.Show me.”
“Why, whatever are you going to do down there?”she asked, slowly, teasingly lifting up the dress.
“Stuff.Important stuff.Never you mind.”
“You know, that’s not very sexy.Shouldn’t you be more poetic or something if you’re a rock star?Are you sure you’re not just a roadie?”
I barely held in my laughter that time.“Hey, now.Roadies need love too.”
“Fine.I guess since I’m here already…”
Didn’t matter how many times I’d seen her, the thrill never dulled.Her body, her voice, her mind, turned me on like no fucking other.She leaned back against a shelf of books, couldn’t have been comfortable.Ever so gradually, she exposed herself to me.Long bare legs, the curves of her thighs, and yes!
“Very nice,” I growled, wrapping my hand around her thigh.Already, wetness lingered on those juicy lips.The musky sweet scent of her went straight to my head.I leaned in, lapping at her with my tongue, humming with pleasure.“For the record though, I really am a hugely important internationally renowned rock star.I have fan clubs and everything.”
“Mm-hmm.”
