It's a warm summer night with twilight just about to wane, the full moon's glow begins peeking over the horizon, the crowd has gathered for a rockin', boogie stompin' night of classic blues cranked up to a mesmerizing pitch where even the trees vibrate with every twanging reverberation of maximum volume, electric guitars blastin', bass thumpin', drums, beating out a relentless rhythm that stimulates an intoxicating dance fever, bringing every spectator to their feet, twistin', jivin', boo-ga-loo blitzin', under the majestic stars softly twinklin'.
Private party's are the best gig's a musician can score.
I just love to unleash the first song with an instrumental that lasts ten or fifteen minutes before the first verse begins. The guys in the band thrill at building the volume and rhythm to an intense frenzy, we all get right on the edge of the groove right from the down beat and the universe is ours for the night.
By the end of that first song, no one is sitting down and in the quiet few seconds before the drummer kicks off an evening of rockin' boogie blues, people are still dancing to a ghostly rhythm. Finally, the kick drum signals the beat and a cascading drum roll of cynchopated tom-toms, crashing snare and symbals erupts into a sensual boogie rhythm that brings out the best hip shakers from the crowd. Sauntering up toward the stage is an Ohhhh so slender, silhouette, dancing without a partner. As she breaks into the colored flood lights her eyes focus on my guitar and her body mimics every rhythmic beat this guitar's howlin'. I start walking toward her and we lock into a matching rhythm, shoulders swaying, hips rotating, I lift my guitar, wrap it around her tight streamlined waist and draw her into my arms, the smile on her face a clear invitation to a wild tongue lashing open mouth kiss, not to hard but oh so wet. It lasts through an extended intro. Her nipples pop out of her tight t-shirt, my cock becomes excited. I rest the guitar on the left cheek of her butt and tear into a solo, the slide on my little finger pulsates with every chord change as she rolls her hips in time with the rising and falling crescendo of notes. I undo the shoulder strap and hold the guitar with my right hand as my left reaches up carressing her oh so lean sensual neck, sliding my fingers into her straight long sandy blonde hair, holding her head in the palm of my hand pulling her face toward mine as our lips melt into a steady swirling lip smacking kiss, reflecting the motion of our hips. I let go and leap toward the microphone, our hips still dancing with each other. Just before I belt out the opening words she leans into my chest, her breats brushing past my arm and firmly making contact, then pressing her tits fully against my pecks swirling from side to side, her left hand slides up the outer edge of my thigh, then quickly reaches for my rippling stomach muscles that tighten with fervor, her hand keeps reaching up for my right peck which she massages, sensually pulling on the nipple, her left knee slides up the inside of my left thigh and makes contact with my swelling cock. She rolls her knee gently just above the head of my cock sending me into an ecstatic quivering burst of turned on orgasmic seeking energy. Her body slightly rotates as I lower my knee just after barely glancing off her pussy, my left hand sliding up her thigh passed the edge of her micro mini skirt and teasing her pussy with a quick brush of my thumb which feels the crevasse between her lips through her silk thin bikini panties..."Come on over baby, whole Lotta' shakin' goin' on..." the blues rockin' version of this classic song creates a frenzy of hip shaking eroticism, clothes come flyng off, people dancing in their underwear, women go topless and someone hits the dimmer switch and the lights become a faint glow and as you look out over the heads of all the people, shadowy silhouettes start bumpin' and grindin'..."Now let's get real low one time...shake, baby shake..." My mind flashes on the Mississippi Delta juke joints I once frequented, where the all night dances turn into all night orgies and everyone gets layed and layed and layed...
I fasten the strap of my guitar and hammer out a thumpin' boogie groove that explodes with sexual gestures. This cute little Boogie Queen starts masterbating the neck of my guitar while straddling my left thigh making sure her pussy rubs my thigh so invitingly. I could feel her protruding pubis with every stroke. Then she jumps back and while still gyrating removes her mini skirt, then her cut off t-shirt. Oh myyyyy, her tits stick straight out as firm as her concave belly and protruding pelvis. Her silk bikini panties are so form fitting that the slit in her pussy is clearly visible and right at the top of those begging lips, her clitoris is as hard as a rock bulging out clamoring to be sucked. This gal is built for sensual pleasure that won't quit. She rips the open shirt off my back and starts to unbuckle my belt and jeans. "I love it when men don't wear underwear." She drops my jeans and I step out of them and my hard-on is climbing higher and higher. She slips off her panties and backs into me bending over reaching her hand between her legs, grabbing my cock and pulling me into her pussy. "I can't wait for you to fuck me...I want that cock so bad..." Who's fuckin' who??? She starts thrusting backward, her pussy is dripping wet and I'm already dripping clear fluid. She has a little trouble getting the head of my cock passed her pelvic bone so she pulls away spins around and sucks my cock leaving a wad of saliva up and down the shaft, then rubs it over the full length. She repeats this three or four times, then turns around backward again and fits me into her pussy like a glove. She's tight at first but then we gushingly bottom out together like we're made for each other. "Come on over baby, Yeah, we got the bull by the horn..." Five or six thrusts and I'm buried in her and she starts wriggling back and forth, up and down. I feel her pussy stretch every which way but loose. She's pounding my cock so hard I feel it mash against her cervix and bulge out like a swollen balloon. We finish the song, "Were taking a quick break." I hit the switch for the CD player to kick in the canned music sounds. The crowd has disappeared and all through the forest you can hear pleasure filled moans, louder thrusting moans and every once in a while a few screams. Little Miss Queenie just wants to fuck me to a stand still and she loves it doggy style. After I set my guitar down in the stand I grab hold of her hips and pull as she thrusts backward. We start a rhythm that pulsates through our entire bodies.
We could feel each others goose bumps rise as hard as the nipples on our chest. We're both ecstatic, "You love to fuck don't you." She's got my number for sure. We keep a steady thumping rhythm, my balls slapping her stomach as we match each others thrusts with the same excited ferocious force. Then she does something no one else has ever done. She grabs my balls right below my cock and squeezes the sack so my balls get tight,then she uses the sack as a handle pulling me into her pussy. She's a fucking maniac and so am I. I shift my hands to grabbing her tits and use them as handles following her lead. We silently challenge each other to see who's gonna' cum first. I feel her mini orgasms and she feels mine. Then they become more intense. When she parts her legs and grabs her anckles I know she's close to that eruptive climax and so am I. "Fuck me as hard as you can and lets blast our way to the moon." She barely gets that sentence out and we both explode in a fury of thrusting madness that doesn't stop for twenty minutes. Finally, we slow down not realy wanting to stop.
I start going limp but the steady slow strokes feel so good I start getting harder and more swollen. "I love it when men can fuck 'til they get so swollen their cock fills my pussy and tightens against the inner walls. Let me lay back and spread my legs wide and just slow fuck me as deep as you can go. I wanna' cum again and again." This gorgeous thing knows just what she wants and just how to get it. We put blankets down on top of the grass and I'm more than thrilled at being able to slow fuck this gorgeous sex godess. She slowly goes into multiple erotic back wrenching climaxes while she murmurs with ecstacy. I'm ready to fuck her all night but I sense she wants something else. This night is just not meant for music.
Her last climax happens right when I unload every ounce of cum I have left. My body shakes and jerks uncontrollably and we both love the way our cum keeps us lubricated stroke after stroke.
"I have one more request." Her voice sounded as if she thought I knew what she meant. Instant flash, "I'll suck your cock if you'll eat me 'til we cum again." I smile knowing just what she is thinking...we sure are made for each other. We roll on our sides, spreading our legs comfortably allowing each other the best vantage point then, let the feast unfold. Her moans, as she sucks me down her throat lets me know she loves oral sex as much as I do. She tastes so good. Our cum is so warm I can't help but flash on how warm her pussy felt when we were slow thrusting and thrashing. She actually felt hot, as hot as a sweat bath. I never felt a woman's pussy get that hot before. I don't want this night to ever end and I know she feels the same way. No one has ever sucked my cock with her kind of maddening passion. She sucks me so hard she pulls my foreskin over the head of my cock and down her throat. It feels so good I can't help but think we're still slow fucking. She sucks like a vacuum machine on high, then she clamps her lips over her teeth and presses hard pulling that forskin as far as possible, right to when it starts to feel uncomfortable, then she releases the pressure. What a rush!!! My body goes into violent jerking convulsive spasms...
I get lost in her pussy with the thrill of sucking each lip up and down waiting for her clit to harden. Each time I suck her lip in my mouth as far as possible I could feel her clit on my cheek. I suck on her lips then take long licks right up the middle of her inner lips burying my tongue and stretching it 'til it hurts. I feel all kinds of undulating sensations within her pussy. I feel her body twitch and jerk as my tongue rolls around the inside of her pussy ending up right under her clit and in one swift move I'm right where I could suck her swollen clit in my mouth and when I do I feel her body relax and just surrender to the most beautifull climax I can ever remember a woman having. It's not that blowout radical eruptive type of climax, just a steady easy uncontrolled jerking and twitching and flexing of the back. I roll around to where I could pull her into my face with her legs over my shoulders, knees spread wide, my hands pushing up on her butt and her whole body just shaking with her steady murmuring moans of joy and satisfaction. We start rockin' like a teeter tooter, her belly and pelvis thrust upward and I suck her entire pussy, lips, inner lips and clit completely in my mouth. I suck so hard I can't suck no more. Her lower body swings back down and I release pressure. Over and over, again and again we settle into a steady rhythm and forget ourselves and the world outside. She works herself into an orgasmic frenzy, belting out moan after moan, sigh after sigh, breathing harder and harder. What a powerhouse of sex. Her final gift of the evening is laying me back and sucking my cock and jacking me off at the same time. My last spurting ejaculation is clear liquid and she drinks it all. Then we kiss as she lays across my chest and we taste each other with our tongues swiping back and forth like a kid licking a three scoop ice cream cone hoping to get it all before any of it melts to fast. We're so totally, exhaustingly satisfied we jump in the van and curl into each other and pass out by our third breath. God, how I love Rock N' Roll...
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