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For three days I fussed and fumed. I was pissed at my cousins and agent. They had decided I need more sex experience to be able to make my songs believable. I had retreated to our garage studio, smoking pot and trying to write another song, when the truth fell out of the sky and slammed me to the floor. They were right. I was trying to put in words what I imagined, not what I experienced. And I finally realized that was the problem; I only imagined doing some of those things. Winston was right, I hated to admit it, but I couldn’t relate. I barely made it rough through the next show. I kept looking past the stage lights at the audience wondering if I could take one of those guys to my room and fuck him. I had no doubt there would be plenty of volunteers, I am pretty hot, especially in my short mini skirt and halter top that barely covers my braless tits. My midriff is bare from bellybutton to my pelvis. I wear black stockings and a bright red thong that I flash often as I sing and dance and sway, keeping my hips and tits bouncing in time with the drum beat. We had to identify with the punk crowds we played, so I spiked my natural black hair with white and green tinges, my eyeshadow and lip gloss were fucking near Zombie. My cousins were costumed just as radically. Between the three of us we had seventeen tattoos and fourteen piercings. Getting laid wouldn’t be a challenge, finding someone I wanted to fuck was the issue, I really didn’t want to do a stranger. But I had to try. I saw a good-looking dude standing near the front of the room and started to play to him. I sang to him, I flirted with him, I gave him a nice showing of my legs and ass and he reacted to me. During our last song I caught his eye and nodded slightly to the side of the stage. He nodded in return and moved away, toward the side of the room. After taking our applause and leaving the stage I saw him standing near one of our big speakers. My heart was hammering when I walked up to him; I had no fucking idea what to say so I just blurted out the obvious, “You want to spend a couple of hours with me?” My cousins had three girls and I had my choice in tow when we left for the hotel. The girls were already getting wild with Aaron and Les, teasing and groping them in the back of the shuttle van we were riding in. My guy watched the action for a minute then put a hand on my thigh and asked “Is this going to be a big party?” “They have their own plans,” I answered, “we will be partying alone.” He looked back at the girls, “Too bad, this looks like it could be a great orgy.” Les petite heard the facial small tits comment and tapped me on the knee, “He’s right, why don’t you come with us. We can all have some serious fun. This is what Winston was talking about, live it girl.” “I don’t know if I can do that.” I was whispering but everybody was listening to me. Aaron turned to a pretty little blond with a large tat on her neck, “Am I going to get to fuck you?” She smiled at him, put her hand over his dick and said huskily, “Right now if you want.” My cousin said to me, “See girl, Monster Cock it’s as easy as that. It won’t be the first time we’ve seen you naked, and it won’t be the first time you get poked. I loved the sight of her in this position, seeing the muscles in her back shudder with every wave her bliss, the ripples move through her ebony flesh with every strike. She doesn’t know why she is so excited inside. Aiden was finally pushed over the rough edge as Aurelia suddenly jammed her finger inside his butt hole, and his eyes went wide as facial he felt orgasm began to wash over his young body. They belong to a club its call Mandango. There was something interacting with my armor. We had slept through small tits the entire day! He chuckled. I could feel her hand touch my pussy, and I thought I would scream, she rubbed it around my hole, and it felt so nice. The collar wrapped around the Monster Cock neck from the back and both suspenders were lock to the neck collar as the crossed over the shoulders. I was laying in my bed naked, too restless to sleep. "I want to see it again" she begs. Her udders once the swelling goes down should be a perfect 38DD. One by one they raked their jagged fingernails over her trembling body and dug them into her yielding flesh, sending drops of blood trickling around her thighs, bosom and throat. I saw several car flyers. Thirdly, I felt a tremendous sense of being very petite pleasantly full. Kinda like today." I signed the permission for the surgical procedure and ten minutes later a surgical nurse arrived to wheel Lucy down the corridor.