1 comments/ 40600 views/ 18 favorites Hell in Heels By: westerntiger Hell In Heels. (A Dylan James Adventure) These are all of the "Dylan Joins The Band" series put together. Several of my really nice fans had asked me to do this -- so this is for them. The text has been cleaned up a little, and there are some small changes. Hope you enjoy! These are the continuing adventures of Dylan James, Hollywood stuntman and stud. Dylan's adventures started out with the "One For The Road" series. Please check all his adventures out. Thanks for the interest and support. And please remember to vote. All constructive emails are welcome. Chapter 1 The Drummer "Ohh, Dylan! Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, your cock!! Oh fuck me with that cock!!" Dylan lay on his back as the dark haired beauty slid her tight velvet cunt up and down his 9 inch monster. She was doing all the work as they lay in the back of her old Econo-line van and she rode his cock. Her big tits were bouncing violently as she drove his rock hard prick deep into her juicy snatch. Her smoky gray eyes were closed and her strong tattoo-covered arms were braced against his muscular chest for support as her slick hot cunt worked the length of his cock. She had cum once already and she looked like she was headed for another strong climax. "Uuuggghhhh! OH...Dylan!! I love your cock!!!! OH...FUCK!!!!" Dylan's hands were on her shapely hips guiding her thrusts as she rode him hard. She was not the usual girl that Dylan ended up with. She was the drummer in an up and coming female rock group, "Hell In Heels," and they had met when he went to hear another group at the Temple Bar in Santa Monica. The crowd had been very small and the other band sucked, but the instant heat between the two of them when they met was hard to miss. She had a tight black wife beater on that was stretched across her good sized tits. The bottom of the wife-beater was torn off to reveal her very taut and sexy stomach, and a very small black and white mini-skirt is all that kept the world from seeing she had no panties on! She had tattoos all up and down both arms and shoulders. Her black hair (too black to be real) was streaked with crimson and she wore really heavy dark eye makeup. Her nose was pierced on one side, and a ring pierced her lower lip right in the center. She had a silver band over one of her rather developed biceps and black leather bands on each wrist. Her taut stomach was a display board of different tats -- stars, sun signs, and Celtic runes. Her belly button was pierced with a gold chain, and she stood at least 5'10" in her biker boots. Her eyes were smoky and dark, and she stared you right in the eye when you spoke to her. The look she gave you seemed to be almost daring you to try and touch her, or maybe to fuck her. She was smoking hot, she knew it and she was not afraid to use what the good Lord had given her. "Unhhh, unhhh, unhhh, unhhh," she moaned as she repeatedly rose and fell on Dylan's giant cock. He moved his hands from her hips to her bouncing tits and twisted her pierced nipples hard. "OOOHHHHHHHH, FUCK!!!!!!!" she wailed as the sudden sharp pain coursed through her body and straight to her rock hard clit. The combination of the pleasure of his large hard cock filling her tight cunt, and the pain of him twisting her hard pierced nipples drove her over the edge to her climax. She started double-timing her ass up and down, trying to jam as much of his huge pussy-pleaser up her slot as possible. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH...OH... MY ... GOD... FFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!" She screamed as her ass churned up and down driving his cock deep into her gushing cunt. Her juices flowed out of her pussy like a river and coated his balls and thighs. She was cumming apart at the seams as she thrashed about on his towering prick, her tight rippling cunt trying to squeeze his cum out of him like a vice. The whole van was shaking from the violence of her thrusts. "OOOHHHHHH DYLAN...FFFFUUUUCCKKKK...MMMEEEE!!!!!" As Dylan watched her going crazy on his cock, he thought back to their first fuck. It had been that first night. As soon as the other band's set was over, she had grabbed him and taken him to the bar and started ordering shots. He matched her drink for drink and she could hold her booze. He learned her name was Angel, she was 28 in three days, she was in a band and she loved to suck cock. By the time the bar closed at 1:30 AM, they were shit faced. They staggered out to her van and it didn't take them 2 minutes before Dylan's raging cock was stuck up her wet tight cunt. They fucked for what seemed like hours in the back of her van parked on an LA city street, but no one bothered them. When they woke up the next morning, she was covered in his dry cum and they both had massive hangovers. Bad ones! She ran a brush through her sperm covered hair, put on her wife-beater and skirt and they stumbled to the nearest diner around the corner, where they ordered tons of really greasy food, and lots of water and coffee. After they had eaten all they could, she followed him back to his bungalow in West Adams where she called in sick to work. They crashed hard in his king-size bed, and we they finally woke the debauchery started again. Drinking, smoking, fucking is all they did for two days until she realized that she had a gig the next day. On her birthday! So she kissed him goodbye and invited him to the birthday show. He had shown up at the birthday gig early. Angel's band was playing a private party at the Buddha Lounge, and they were scheduled to do 3 sets that night. They were going on about 10 PM, so Dylan got there about 9 PM and was soon helping Angel setup her equipment. As he watched her muscle in her drums, mics and help the other girls with their amps, he realized what a beautiful and strong woman she was. Tonight she was dressed in a black corset like top and skin tight pink vinyl pants. The top had ties all the way down the front similar to a corset, and you could clearly see that she had no bra or anything under the top. For a quick escape, it had a concealed zipper on the side under an arm. Her vinyl pants were so tight that you could see the outline of her pussy lips in the molded crouch. They also had cut-outs on the hips that showed her bare skin and made it impossible for her to have a thong or anything on underneath. The pants had wide flared bottoms that showed off her 4 inch spiked come-fuck-me pumps, and a zipper that ran down one leg. Without that zipper the pants would have been impossible for anyone to get in or out of. He met the rest of the band, had a quick shot with Angel and then she pulled him out to the back alley. She shoved him into the back of her van, and told him it was time for her first birthday present. She pulled off his boots and jeans, and just groaned when his 9 inch prick burst into view at full mast. She quickly peeled her skin tight clothes off her extremely fine body and lowered herself onto his towering prick. She was so wet that his prick sunk balls deep into her hot box with one stroke. She savored the feeling for just a moment then her ass went into overdrive. Dylan marveled at the passion that Angel did everything. Music, drinking, sex were all done at full-tilt, nothing was held back. "God I have thought about this dick for a whole day! Fuck, I love your cock, you son of a bitch! Oh, Fuck! This feels so good!" Angel commented as she rode his prick for all she was worth. Soon the sounds of slapping flesh and squishing cunt juice filled the van. That is how they had started this night, but now Angel was just finishing her 2nd orgasm of the night as her creaming cunt was locked onto Dylan's iron manhood like a vice. She was grunting so loud that she sounded like an out of shape tennis player as she drove her cunt up and down on his massive cock. Finally, she collapsed against his chest exhausted from cumming. Dylan let her lie there for a moment; his great prick still buried balls deep in her fiery clutching cunt. Then slowly, he held her close to him and he turned over with his prick still buried in her cunt. He was now above her, and she was lying on the small single mattress in the back of the van. In passing, he wondered how many guys Angel had fucked in this van. Possibly hundreds if she approached every potential sex partner as she had approached him. Direct, to the point, and no chance of escape. That is how he had felt that first night -- she was the hunter and he was the prey. Once she had him in her sights, he was not going to get away, and he hadn't. He didn't remember much of what happened in the van that first night, except in the morning there was dried sperm and cunt juice everywhere. It must have been a hell of a fuck-a-thon. "Oh, God! Are you going to fuck me again?" she panted as Dylan rose up between her wide spread thighs. "That was the idea," he smiled as he pushed her legs up over his shoulders. "No one has ever made me cum like you do. No One! Oh, Fuck Me Hard!" Dylan smiled at her as he leaned over her, causing her knees to crush against her straining breasts. He grabbed the top of the old mattress for support, and slowly pulled his long prick out of her hot gash until only the big mushroom knob was left inside. "You want this?" he teased. "YES...YES...Give it to me NOW!!!" Angel hissed at him. She was so turned on at that moment she was almost hysterical. Dylan drilled his 9 inches of solid muscle deep into her cunt. The great head bounced off of Angel's cervix. Hanging on to the mattress for leverage, he fucked his long dick in and out of her slick pussy, trying to get as far up into her as he could. Angel was screaming at the top of her lungs as he relentlessly drove his prick into her. Her head was shaking from side to side, her hands are crawling at her tits, and she was churning her ass up and down trying to get more of Dylan inside her. She had never been fucked like Dylan fucked her. Long, hard, powerful, and never-ending. Her pussy could begin to cream at just the thought of him and his amazing cock. But actually having the real thing between her wide spread thighs drilling into her hot cunt was heaven. She felt her orgasm cumming and it was going to be huge. One of her hands dropped down to her rock hard clit and she began to strum it in time with Dylan's bone shattering thrusts. In and out, he plunged into her molten core, spearing his cock into her gushing cunt, touching her in places few men's cocks had ever even reached. The tension was building for both of them as he plowed into her time and time again. Suddenly, her hands flew straight out to the floor of the van, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she began to bounce her ass up and down as if to throw him off. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes and her world exploded. A shattering cum that sent a world of colors swirling through her head. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she bellowed as the sound of slapping flesh and creaking shocks bounced off the walls of the van. Her cunt muscles shut down on Dylan's drilling cock but he continued to drive into her clutching cunt trying to take her to new heights. "OOOHHH...G...G....G...GOD!!!!!!!! FFFUUUCCCCKKKK! MMMEEEE!" Suddenly, Dylan's release was there and he allowed Angel's hot cunt muscles to take him over the top. He fired missile after missile of hot cum deep into her cunt, bathing her inner walls with his sticky, white seed. As his cock continued to thrust into her hot mushy core, streams of white, milky fluid spilled from the lips of Angel's cunt. It ran down the crack of her ass and pooled on the old mattress. She moved her ass up and down trying to maintain the amazing feelings that Dylan's plunging cock gave her, but finally all things end and so did their mutual orgasm. Dylan gave up his hold on the top of the mattress and slid back. As he did, Angel legs came down with him until her legs were locked around his waist. They were face to face with Dylan's cock still buried in her drooling cunt. She grabbed his head with both of her hands and plunged her tongue deep into his mouth. They exchanged a relaxed but passionate kiss that was filled with all the joy and pleasure that comes from a fuck well done. Finally, breaking the kiss, she said, "That is the best present you could have given me. God, I love fucking you!" Dylan just smiled as he kissed her again. Having a 28 year old "rock" goddess want his cock so much did wonders for his ego as well. As the kiss broke and they just stared into each other eyes, Dylan could see an idea form and come to birth in Angel's eyes. "I know what I want you to give me for my birthday?" "You want something else? After this?" "Yep!" "What would that be?" "I want you to fuck the rest of my band tonight during our show." Dylan just stared at her dumb-founded. As the look of shock crossed his face, Angel grabbed his head once more and deeply kissed him again. Chapter 2 The Bass Player "What did you say?" Dylan asked as he watched Angel struggle into her skin-tight vinyl pants. "I want you to fuck the members of my band tonight during the show. It will be fun to see if you can do it." "Why would you want me to do that?" "No reason. You asked me what I wanted for my birthday. Other then fucking you, that's what I want. If you can't do that, okay." Angel was zipping up the skin-tight pants that she had somehow squeezed into. They molded to the curves of her smoking body like a second skin outlining everything including the lips of her pussy. "But they all have boyfriends or husbands, why would they want to fuck me?" "Because they are sluts, everyone one of them. The fun part would be to see if you could do it in one night. Jade is engaged to be married next month. Eve, the bass player would do you right now if you asked her -- she thinks you are hot. Misty has a boyfriend, but I know she fucks around -- so..." Angel left the unsaid end of that sentence hanging out in space. She finished putting her black top on and opened the back door to the van. Dylan was still sitting naked on the floor of the van. She jumped out and looked back at Dylan. "I have to go get ready for the set. I will see you afterward. Look, I was just kidding about the other girls -- I just thought it would be fun. If you are uncomfortable with it, I understand. Later, lover." She slammed the door shut and the old van creaked on its shocks. Dylan leaned back and looked up at the rusted ceiling of the van. Why did he feel like he had just been put down? He had just fucked her really well, yet she seemed unhappy with him. Women? Can't live with them, and you can't kill them! Not that he wanted to, but he sure did not understand them sometimes. Why would she want him to fuck her band? He reached for his jeans and put them on. After putting on his boots and shirt, he got out of the "ole fuck bucket" as Angel called it and went inside. The place was about half full and Angel was up on the bandstand doing some final equipment and sound checks. He went over to the bar and got a JD on the rocks. His thoughts were still confused. He really felt like leaving. He had gotten laid, and really there was no special bond between Angel and him. She was a great fuck, but that was all it was for both of them. As he sipped his JD and thought about what he should do next, a cute blond slipped into next to him at the bar. "Hi," she said as she smiled at him. "Oh ...hi." Dylan said as he stuttered to remember the bass player's name. Eve, that was her name. "How's it going, Eve? You almost ready?" "Yeah, I am all done -- just waiting for everyone to do their stuff," Eve said as she signaled the bartender. She was a pretty girl with a slim figure, pale skin and dyed blond hair. She was wearing a long 50's style party dress and combat boots. She didn't have any tattoos that showed and the only jewelry that she wore was a simple choker around her neck. "We heard you giving Angel her birthday present. It sounded like fun." Dylan turned bright red at that. He usually did not get embarrassed by sex or having it, but for some reason he was blushing like a red rose. "You're cute," Eve laughed at him. "Ang says you fuck like a monster, but you're all red. That's cute." Dylan took a big gulp of his JD. "Look, I don't know if you are and Ang are anything real, but if you're interested ... I think you are extremely hot, so ... let me know, okay?" With that, Eve gave his arm a squeeze, and turned away from the bar. As she walked towards the bandstand, Dylan turned to watch her as she left. She had a great walk, her ass swaying back and forth as she moved with a slow strut. Because of her loose fitting dress, he really couldn't tell what her whole body looked like, but it seemed to fit right in all the right places. Her perfume and voice were certainly sexy; well ... His cock gave a lurch down his leg at the thought that passed thru his both of his heads, top and bottom. Maybe fucking her here would be possible? About that moment, the lights went down and the MC announced, "Welcome, Hell In Heels!" The lead singer, Jade stepped forward and welcomed the crowd to the show. This was a semi-private party for some fashion designer who had a show in LA at the moment, and he loved this band. Jade nodded at Angel who counted off and then the band slammed into a kick ass version of Aerosmith's 'Sweet Emotion." As the girls worked their way thru the first song, Dylan was impressed. He thought that this band would probably suck, but they really could play. Angel and Eve laid down a tight rhythm and the lead guitar player, Misty really had some nice licks. Jade had a lot of stage presence and a great rock voice. He slowly moved from the bar toward the front of the band stand. He drifted to Eve's side of the small stage. She was very energetic dancing around the stage and flirting with the audience. About mid-way through the third song, Eve saw him down front leaning against the wall, and she smiled at him. Between songs, she went back up to Angel and said something to her. They both looked in his direction and then laughed. As the set continued, Angel every once in a while would look at him and nod towards Eve. At the end of the 6th song, Eve moved to the edge of the stage right in front of him and lifted the hem of her dress just enough for him to see that she had no underwear on. The crowd around him just roared their approval as she smiled down at him and bounced away. Towards the end of the set, Dylan moved back to the bar and got another shot. He was sitting there when the first set ended and the very entertained crowd poured out their approval. As the applause washed over the stage, the girls moved off stage, and the sole roadie they had, a young girl named Kris, started getting setup for the next set. After a few minutes, a gentle touch on his shoulder and a sweet kiss on his ear, told him Angel had arrived. He turned around and gave her a strong kiss and held her to him. She really was a very hot girl. "How did you like the set?" she asked with a little concern in her voice. Dylan smiled to himself. That was the first time she had every shown any doubt about anything since he met her. "I loved it! You guys are great." "Good. Hey, come backstage. I wanna show you something." Angel took his hand and led him through the crowd. When they got backstage, Dylan noticed there were doors leading to two dressing rooms. Angel knocked on one and opened the door. She pulled him in after her. "Misty and Jade are in the one next door. I am sharing this one with Eve. It is the first time that we haven't been all crammed into one. Come on." As she pulled him into the room, he saw it had really dark walls and low lights except over the two make up tables. There were a couple of old couches in the room. A very typical dressing room in a small second rate club. Angel locked the door behind her. At that moment, Eve walked out of what he guessed was the bathroom, and she stopped when she saw him. Hell in Heels "Hey girl, look who I found." Angel said as she moved to Dylan's side. "I believe you have met each other, but I don't think you have seen this, Eve." Angel said has she unzipped a surprised Dylan's jeans, and pulled out his quickly growing cock. "Wow!" was all that Eve could manage as she stared at Dylan's large cock. At 9 inches long and more than 2 ½ inches thick, it was impressive as it pointed right at her. As the two stunned friends stood looking at each other, Angel moved around to Eve's back and unzipped her dress. "Eve always changes outfits between sets. Here let me help you, babe." Angel said as she slipped the thin straps off Eve's slim shoulders, and the dress slid down and pooled at Eve's feet. Eve's body was beautiful; pale smooth white skin, and no piercings or tattoos anywhere. Her breasts were small but full and round, probably about a 34C, and they were tipped by two pale pink nipples that were very erect at the moment. Her graceful torso led down to very womanly hips and her vagina was covered with a patch of black pubic hair. Her legs were very slim and nice. She was not in the kind of shape that Angel was -- but it was an extremely fine and sexy body. Dylan's cock surged to full length just looking at this slim rock & roller. Angel's hands came up and cupped Eve's creamy breasts. She pinched her pink nipples and gently pulled the tips out from her body. Eve leaned back against Angel and moaned softly. Angel began to kiss the neck and shoulders of Eve as she eased her back towards one of the couches. Dylan just stood there with his dick hanging out watching these two beauties get warmed up. Angel had moved Eve and herself onto one of the arms of the couch. She was sitting on the arm with Eve in her lap as she continued to kiss her neck and play with Eve's lovely tits. All at once, Angel threw her weight back, and Eve and she went flying back on to the couch with their legs hanging over the arm of the couch. Eve's cunt was now almost level with Dylan's raging hard-on and he quickly moved between the spread legs of Eve and Angel. Eve had turned her head straining to kiss Angel as the drummer continued to play with her heaving tits. Dylan's cockhead bumped into Eve's hair cover furrow and slid up to nudge against her throbbing clit. He took his thumb and ran it down Eve's slot to see how wet she was. Her outer lips and the hair around them were soaking, and he could feel the heat rising from her hot pussy. Using his thumb and forefinger, he moved his large mushroom head between the moist lips of her humid cunt and pushed. His large cock cut into her tight slick cunt like a hot knife through warm butter. In two strokes he was balls deep into Eve's upturned pussy, and he could feel the tight grasp of her cunt as it pulsated against his invading member. Eve moaned deep in her throat as she continued to trade tongue with Angel. Dylan began to rub her rock hard clit in time with his strokes as he gently drove his cock into her wet cunt. He was only going in about 6 inches on each stroke as his iron cock relaxed in the gripping heat of her tight little cunt. Eve, still kissing Angel, brought her legs up and wrapped them around Dylan's waist. Eve's hands covered Angel's as her friend mauled and squeezed her succulent tits. She was trying to thrust her hips to meet Dylan's thrusts but the angle and support under her back made that almost impossible. Angel broke the kiss with Eve, "Fuck her hard, Dylan. She loves it hard. Give it to her!" Dylan moved his hands from Eve's clit to her hips and pulled her ass closer to the edge of the couch. He drilled into her sopping cunt with a powerful stroke that bottomed out against her cervix. "Oh Yeah!" Eve groaned as Dylan drilled into her tunnel time and time again stoking her internal fire higher and higher with each thrust of his rampaging cock. Eve's tits were all red and mottled from Angel's constant pulling and pinching. Eve's own fingers were busy rubbing her clit as fast as she could to help drive her to the huge orgasm she knew was coming, an orgasm being powered by Dylan ramming his giant cock as far up her juicing cunt as he could go. The sound in the small dressing room was a symphony of noise. From the dull roar of the crowd outside the door, to the pulsating beat of the songs playing from the house speakers, to the constant low urgings of Angel for Eve to cum, to the growing moans of Eve as Dylan and Angel stoked her higher, to the squishing noise from Eve's dripping cunt as Dylan plowed into her relentlessly, to the squeaking and shaking of the old couch as all three bouncing bodies thrashed about. The symphony, the heat and the pleasure grew and grew as Dylan and Angel plowed, pinched and probed Eve's hot, tortured body. Her cunt muscles began to flutter along the length of Dylan's plunging cock and he knew that she was close. The stimulation of cock, clit and tits sent her over the top and her whole body began to shake from the intensity of her orgasm. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she cried out as her hands flew over her juicy little clit and Dylan drilled deep into her clutching gushing cunt. The walls of her cunt fluttered and gripped him as he continued to drill into her heat. "OH GOD ...OH GOD...OH GOD....UUHHHHHH!!!" she groaned as the sensations washed over her. Finally, she stopped shaking and her body relaxed and sagged against Angel. Dylan was still thrusting in and out of her very wet upturned cunt. His cum was still a little ways off and he was extremely anxious to get there. Angel looked up at him and asked, "Do you need more?" "God, yes!" he grunted still thrusting. Eve just groaned, still in her cum-haze, unable to form a clear word. Angel pushed Eve's limp body up toward Dylan as she slid out from under her band-mate. Dylan pulled Eve up to him. She was limp in his arms and he kissed her full lips probing her warm sweet mouth with his tongue. The kiss seemed to revive Eve just a little as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Looking over Eve's shoulder, Dylan looked at Angel and saw she had moved off the couch; so he dropped his hands to Eve tight little ass and picked her up. With his great prick still buried in her juicy cunt, he moved around the arm of the couch and lay Eve back down. He placed his arms under her knees and increased his leverage by putting one foot on the floor and the other against the arm of the couch. Angel bent down and began to whisper in his ear to "fuck her and fuck her hard." Dylan pulled his hips back until just the head of his cock was still inside Eve's pulsating pussy: he paused a moment and then speared into her cunt full strength. His cock deep drove into her cunt and surged past the inner mouth of her cervix and up into her womb. "UUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" Eve cried out as Dylan drilled into her inner depths again and again seeking his own release. Eve started shaking almost immediately his he punched into her womb on each stroke. The tightness and the warmth of her sucking, rippling cunt was almost too much for him, but he continued to plow on drilling deeper and deeper into her womanly core. The tension was building in his balls, Eve was wailing in one ear from the constant orgasm she was on, and Angel was whispering in the other. So when Angel slipped her finger into his tight asshole and massaged his prostate, his cock exploded into Eve's grasping and creaming cunt. The sensation of Angel's finger in his ass was so intense that he thrust deep into Eve's womb one time and fired all of his cum right there. The pressure of his volleys quickly filled her womb, her tunnel and blew out around the seal between her cunt and his cock. Their mingled cum leaked down her ass and spread all over the old stained couch. They collapsed against each other exhausted from the intense cum. He felt Angel's finger pull out of his ass and his cock fired another couple of small shots because of the relieved pressure. He slowly pushed up from Eve and his deflated cock pulled out of her tight cunt making a sucking sound as he left. When he got to his feet, Eve was draped over the couch with one leg of the floor and another thrown over the back. Her pussy was leaking an amazing amount of white creamy liquid that poured out onto the couch. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing very deeply. Angel sank to her knees and sucked his spermy cock into her mouth licking him clean. A loud knock came on the door, and Kris the roadie called out that they had to go on for the 2nd set. Angel rose to her feet and kissed him deeply. He could taste himself and Eve all over her tongue. He savored the favor as Angel and he dueled with their tongues. Finally she broke the kiss and whispered in his ear. "Well, that is half of my present. Wanna get me the rest?" Chapter 3 The Guitar Player "Knock, Knock." The sound of knocking on the dressing door sounded like thunder. It was all he could hear even over the booming bass of the house speakers as they played music between the sets of the band. Dylan heard a faint "come in", swallowed hard, turned the door knob and entered. This dressing room was the exact mirror image of the one that Eve and Angel occupied next door even down to the couch placement and wall color. Sitting on the makeup counter with her feet up on a folding chair was Misty, the guitar player. Misty had long brown hair that framed a pouty face. She had on dark red lip gloss and heavy eye makeup. She was dress in an over-size t-shirt that had the collar cut out so it slid down off her pale white shoulders revealing a black bra strap. The shirt was cut off shot to reveal her stomach, where a little jewel sparkled in her belly button. She wore a medium length skirt that came down to just above her knees and a pair of 3 inch heeled fuck-me pumps. All in all, the look was rather random and very sexy. The over-sized t-shirt could not hide her large round breasts and the skirt showed just enough of her legs to see that they were strong and toned. The heels just made her calf muscles jump out more. As he entered the dressing room, Dylan was very nervous. He had rarely done anything this wild and certainly not this dangerous. He was a professional stuntman. A man used to taking large chances with his safety and body, but this could get him arrested and put in jail. Both Angel and Eve had told him that there would be no problem that this would work out for his total satisfaction. But he really did not know Angel and Eve except that he had just shared some amazing sex with both of them. There were plenty of doubts, but for some reason, he trusted them. Some head doctor would have had a field day with Dylan and his need to challenge himself and put himself in dangerous situations but that is what drove him. He was successful and well-respected for the very reason that he had walked into this room. He had no fear. But this was taking it to a new level; he could get arrested if this back-fired. Still, in the end, he had gone into the fire because of the thrill and the possible reward. Misty was holding a cell phone in one hand with her chin resting in the other when he entered. They had met briefly at the bar when the band had first arrived and he had helped them bring in their gear. According to Eve, Misty had been very impressed with the moans and screams that Angel had produced as the band had listened while he had given Angel her birthday fuck in her van in the alley out back. Angel had told him she was a pushover for a hard cock. But still! To walk into her dressing room and try to seduce with no startup, no expressed interest was dangerous, but that is where the thrill came from. Misty watched him walk into the room and stand in front of her. She seemed very casual and uninterested in him at all. "Angel is in the room next door," Misty said offhandedly. Dylan swallowed. If he was going to leave it was right now, but... "Actually, Angel sent me in here to see you." "What?" Dylan swallowed hard again and began to unbutton his shirt. He was dressed as usual in jeans, boots, and a nice dress shirt worn out over his jeans. Misty's eyes widened as he quickly undid the buttons on his shirt and pulled it off to reveal his amazing torso. Misty's eyes darted up and down his frame taking in his ripped arms and chest as he threw it on the nearest couch. She took in his cut six-pack abs and strong broad shoulders. She swallowed as she stared at him. "Hey, I have to go. I'll call you later," Misty said into the cell phone and closed it. "What the fuck are you doing?" she asked uneasily. "Doing what Angel asked me too." Dylan stated as he continued to undress. He pulled off his left boot and threw that on the couch. "And what was that?" She was starting to get worried here. "Fuck her band tonight." Dylan stated emphatically as he took off his right boot and threw it on the floor. "What? Wait? Stop that right now." Misty sounded confused and upset. She put her feet down on the ground and got up off the makeup counter. At the same instant, Dylan unzipped his jeans and yanked them down over his chiseled ass. Because of the danger and the excitement, because of the fear of being arrested, because of the adrenalin pouring into his blood stream, as Dylan pulled his pants down, his giant cock sprung out at full mast and pointed directly at Misty. They both froze right where they were. Misty just staring at his enormous penis, and Dylan holding his pants at mid-thigh, not knowing if he should continue or run out the door. Completely taken aback, Misty couldn't stop staring at the thick monster. It was 9 long inches of rock hard muscle with an 8 inch circumference and a very large mushroom shaped head. Because of his excitement there was a large dollop of pre-cum leaking from his piss slit that coated the entire head of his cock, and gleamed in the dark light of the dressing room. Misty had seen more than her share of cocks in her brief music career, but the pulsating monster bobbing heavily between Dylan's thighs was one of the bigger and thicker ones she'd the pleasure to witness. Time stood still. She looked at his jutting and leaking cock. And he looked at her to see if she was going to scream or faint. Several seconds pasted and nothing moved or changed. The only sound was the constant pulse of music booming from the club. Finally, Dylan slowly reached down; pushing his pants past his knees until they dropped to the floor. He stepped out of them, his giant cock bobbing up and down, and Misty's eyes plastered to every bounce. "That's a big one," she stammered, and Dylan knew he was home free. Suddenly, the faint, tinny riff of 'Wild Thing' started coming from Misty's cell-phone. She snapped open her phone and said, "Hello?" as she stared at his cock. A wild thought came into Dylan's heated mind, and his cock gave a great surge because of the filthy thought. A large drop of pre-cum dripped on to the floor between Dylan's feet. Misty watched as the drop fell to the floor and breathed heavily. "Hi, honey," Misty said in a smoky voice. Dylan moved forward toward Misty, his big cock bouncing up and down as he came toward her. He stopped just in front of her, his leaking penis almost touching the front of her skirt. Her eyes rose toward his, and he pressed his finger to his lips, telling her to stay silent. "No it is a very good crowd. They really love the show. We are taking a break while they do a kinda fashion show for the crowd." Misty panted into the phone. Dylan pushed on her shoulders and she sat back on the makeup counter. He spread her legs and moved between them. Dylan heard a male laugh coming through the phone as he raised Misty skirt up her beautiful thighs. "What are you laughing at?" she asked of the man on the other end, as she watched Dylan pull her dress up to her waist revealing her shaved cunt. He admired the guitarist's bare cunt but thought to himself, "doesn't anyone in this band ever wear panties?" His hands slid down to her warm box and Misty gave him a look and closed her eyes as his fingers lightly caressed the outer lips of her slick bare pussy. "No, don't tell me. I don't want to know," she stammered into the phone. "Suit yourself," the man on the other end said as Dylan parted Misty's moistening pussy lips and pushed back the hood of her pink clit. She gasped faintly, her eyes closing more tightly as he began rubbing her hardening clit. Her thighs tensed and spread wider. "Some of us might go over to Eve's after this. Is that okay?" Misty asked the guy on the end, as Dylan slowly pushed his thumb deep inside Misty's tight little cunt. The buxom guitar player moaned softly, staring down between her legs as he slowly finger-fucked her. "Where are you?" the man asked. "In the dressing room," Misty gasped trying to keep her voice normal as possible. It was almost impossible to say anything; the feeling of his fingers inside her hot hole and massaging her hard little clit was getting to her. All she could do was close her eyes and concentrate on what she was saying on the phone, not on what he was doing to her body. Sure," the poor guy on the other end said. "Stay out as late as you want. Enjoy yourself." "Thanksssssss...," Misty hissed into the phone. Dylan had replaced his thumb with his index finger moving it around inside of her wet tight tunnel finding her G-spot. He began to rub her there while strumming her hot slick clit with his thumb. "You're really very good to me... ohhhhhhh...," she moaned as Dylan suddenly thrust two fingers deep into her creaming cunt and drove them in and out. "What? What did you say?" the guy on the other end asked. Dylan continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her juicy cunt a little faster, sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Ohhh, nothing baby." Misty groaned, "Just someone bothering me. That's all." Dylan leaned down and kissed her cheek and whispered in her other ear, "Mmm, you're so wet," he asked. "Why are you so wet?" He grinned slyly as he took his fingers out of her burning cunt and licked them clean. "So . . . what are you doing?" Misty hastily asked her boyfriend as Dylan sat down in the folding chair in front of her spread thighs and used his fingers to spread the lips of her wet dripping slit. "Nothing," boyfriend said. "Just watching a little TV." "Mmmmmmmmmm...yeah......?" Misty moaned as Dylan's wet tongue lapped at her clit. She gasped and squirmed as his hot breath against her leaking pussy got her even wetter. "Just watching the game and wishing you were here." Boyfriend continued as Misty's heart began to pound, and her chest started heaving. Her hips seemingly raised themselves as Dylan began to lick her hot little clit, his tongue sliding against her salty cunt lips as he licked her crotch from asshole to clit. "Oh God, ...that feels soooo goood..." she whimpered, as she began to thrust her hips at Dylan's face. "God, Misty, is there anyone with you? You're getting me turned on," her boyfriend said on the phone Misty's caught her breath. "Oh, baby, there is no body here. They left." she said as a complete strange ate out her steaming hot pussy. "I was just thinking. Do you wanna know what I'll do for you this weekend?" she asked. "What baby, what are you going to do for me?" he asked excitedly on the other end. "I'm gonna give you the longest blow...aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!" Her words were cut off sharply, and she sobbed in pleasure as Dylan buried his face in her dripping cunt. His long thick tongue teased every inch, every fold of her trembling cunt as it slid deeper into her soaking wet pussy. "Are you playing with yourself right now?" Boyfriend asked. "Yes...oh...yes," Misty groaned. Her juices were pouring out like honey, and Dylan lapped them up gladly as he grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. Misty's clit was visibly throbbing, and he greedily sucked into his mouth as he again drove two fingers deep inside her aching pussy rubbing them against her G spot. Hell in Heels "Oh GOD...yes, yes...just like THAT!!" she screamed, unable to contain herself. Her cell phone fell to the counter as Misty lost control. She thrust her steaming cunt against his invading fingers trying to get him deeper into her hot cunt. He sucked her throbbing clit and licked it hard driving her crazy with lust. 'Wild Thing' rang again and Misty grabbed at it anxiously, but as she did she hit the speaker function by accident and both of them heard her boyfriend moan, "No, baby. I want to hear you cum for me. I want to hear every fucking sound that you make with that hot body of yours." Misty shivered as Dylan bite down on her raging clit and a primitive, guttural sigh escaped from her. "That's it," her boyfriend exclaimed, "cum for me, baby... drown me in that sweet juice." Dylan's mouth and tongue were working feverishly, as her hips rose and fell again and again as he drove her toward a really big cum. Then he slid his tongue lower, and Misty screamed into the phone as his tongue swept around her puckered asshole. He continued to plunge his fingers in and out of her with more and more force. Her body arched and bucked beneath him. Her head was tossing back and forth as her lust-filled eyes watched Dylan's head between her legs bring her off while talking to her boyfriend. "OH, GOD, BABY...I'M CUMMING...CUMMING...NOW...NOW!!...OHHHHHHHH, YES, YES!!" she screamed as she flooded Dylan's face with her cum, which he lapped up greedily. "Cum for me, cum for me baby. That is so hot!!! Cum for me," her boyfriend urged her on and on. "UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Misty screamed as Dylan continued his assault on her defenseless pussy. Licking and biting her clit and driving his fingers deep into her shuddering cunt causing her to cum again and again. The whole time her boyfriend was urging her on while on speakerphone, "Oh baby, cum for me. I love to hear you cum. Scream for me! God this is hot hearing you play with yourself." "OOOOOOOHHHHHH...MMMYYY...GOD!!! OHHHHH, GOD!!" Slowly, Dylan pulled his face from Misty's sopping cunt. His face was covered with her musky secretions. He sat back in his chair and wiped her essence from his face. Misty slumped back against the mirror gasping for breath, while boyfriend continued to yammer away on the phone. "Baby, did you cum? Did you cum for me?" Dylan reached and took hold of her t-shirt and pulled it down and under her breasts. It revealed a black lacey front-clasp bra. He unhooked her bra with one hand, and Misty's incredible breasts spilled out. Dylan groaned softly as her twins came into view, "God, ...what fucking incredible tits!" Both her nipples were pierced with small rings, and her aureoles were large and red. Her nipples were swollen and puffy, the nipples sticking out almost an inch like pencil tips. Dylan took both nipple rings between his fingers and began to pull and twist the rings. Misty moaned into the phone, "Ohhh yeah, I just came big time!" "Baby that is so hot hearing you get off on the phone to me. Are you in the dressing room?" "Yeah baby," she groaned as she watched as Dylan stood up between her widespread thighs. Misty just stared with wide eyes at his enormous cock as it seemed to lengthen right in front of her eyes. He grabbed the girl's hips and pulled her down to the edge of the counter. His large mushroom shaped cockhead bumped into the slick lips of her soaking pussy as if seeking out the heat of her tunnel. Dylan took his rampant cock in his hand and began rubbing the head against Misty's juicy hot fuckhole. "What are you doing now?" Boyfriend wanted to know. "Thinking about a really hard cock sliding up my cunt," Misty said as she gave Dylan a little nervous smile. "If he only knew," Dylan thought to himself. She looked at his giant cock as he continued to rub the large head against her sopping cunt, getting it wet and stimulating her clit. Dylan was greatly turned on to be having sex with a woman while she talked on the phone to her man. Pressing his advantage literally, he placed the large mushroom head between Misty's gaping pussy lips and then slowly pushed inside her hot molten cunt. Misty's mouth fell open, and her bright eyes flashed as he steadily penetrated her slick wet cunt. She watched as inch by inch Dylan's massive dick invaded her tunnel, and her body stared to tremble. To Dylan, her cunt felt blazing hot, and unbelievably tight. "Baby? You're turning me on so much. Are you thinking about my cock?" the boyfriend wanted to know. "Ohhh, maybe," she groaned as Dylan eased more of his iron cock inside Misty's drooling pussy. He could feel the slick, spongy walls of her cunt gripping onto his powerful cock as he pushed all the way into her heat. Misty just stared down in astonishment as the lips of her little pussy stretched around the girth of his massive cock. He wondered what she was thinking, why she hadn't gotten up or call out. She could easily have alerted her boyfriend to his presence, but she didn't. Maybe she was as turned on as he was at the thought of getting fucked while talking on the phone. It certainly seemed that way as she lifted and spread her legs even wider as Dylan bottomed out in her tightly packed cunt. "Well, I was thinking," the boyfriend said. "Maybe you come back early, and we could, um . . . you know, get naked and fuck ..." "Sounds good," she moaned as Dylan slowly pulled his long cock out her trembling pussy. He was ready to drill her to her core, but he held back enjoying the tension of the situation. As he gently pushed back into her hot love tunnel, he could feel Misty's pussy pulsating and tightening around his dick. "Well, I think I'll be in the mood for a nice, long blow job," the boyfriend said. "Real sloppy and wet." "Uh-huh," Misty moaned out. "And then I'm gonna fuck your brains out." "Oh, yeah? Tell me...," boyfriend said excitedly. Dylan slowly pulled out again until only his large head was still inside her liquid fire. He took a strong grip on her hips, and she gave him a fearful look, and shook her head desperately as she realized he was about to take her. Dylan just smiled at her, telling her, wordlessly, that she really had no choice. "...baby, I love when we talk like this. It is so hot!" the boyfriend spoke. Suddenly, Dylan thrust deep inside Misty's hot pussy, ripping through to her cervix in one stroke. Her eyes flew open wide in shock as his cock plunged into her. "UHM-UHM!" she screamed into the phone. The boyfriend chuckled, "Oh, fuck! Are you jacking off again, honey?" "HHHMMMM!" she groaned as Dylan fucked her tight, spicy pussy, feeling her sucking walls caressing his invading cock. She squirmed and thrust under him, her eyes closed, as he plowed into her seething, rippling pussy, luxuriating in the heat of her molten cunt. "Mmm, I like that," whispered the boyfriend. "Do it, baby, but save some for me, 'cause I'm gonna be real horny when you get home. "Oh... yeah!" she moaned as Dylan fucked deep inside her cunt, slapping his hips against her upturned thighs. "Unh... Unh...oh ...baby, I have to go...ahh... we are ...getting ...started..." " See ya later, baby." She slapped the cell phone closed. It was dead. Boyfriend was gone. She tossed it aside. Dylan drove his cock deep into her once again with a powerful thrust and bottomed out against her cervix. "OH, GOD! FUCK ME!!!!" she wailed, arching her back. Her breasts bounced on her chest as he pounded her tight, seething cunt. Misty bucked, her mouth hanging open as she gasped and grunted and moaned. Her juicing pussy contracted tightly around Dylan's rampaging cock as he ravaged her again and again. Her hands flew to her nipples pulling and twisting the rings between her fingers. Dylan held the girl's full hips in his hands, marveling at the heat and snug fit of her pussy has he stroked into her gushing cunt. As Misty was lost in the pleasure his giant cock was giving her, Dylan heard the dressing room door open. Looking up in the mirror he could see the lead singer Jade slip into the room staying in the shadows. He noticed that her gaze was locked on where his cock speared into Misty's leaking cunt again and again. So she wanted a show, Dylan thought to himself. He moved Misty and adjusted their position so Jade she could have a clearer view of his cock's unrelenting assault on Misty's beleaguered pussy. Since she seemed to want to see if he was a cock's man, then he would give her a show, and it might make it possible to fuck her tonight as well. Misty's tight, sucking cunt was proving too much for Dylan, he needed to finish her fast. He slipped his hands down to her bobbing ass and lifted her hips off the counter and really began laying pipe into her. Long, powerful thrusts that brought a long, staccato cry from her as his giant dick drilled into her cervix again and again. On the eleventh stroke his surging cock broke past her inner barrier and he was buried balls deep in Misty's hot little womb. "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!" she screamed so loud that everyone in the bar could hear exactly what was going on. Even after cumming twice already that night, her rippling cunt had him right on the edge. His cock burned and throbbed inside her, yet he continued to drill into her trembling womb over and over. Her hips moved on their own bucking up to meet him. Her fingernails dug into his arms as she wrapped her legs around his body, relishing the feel of every inch of him pounding into her. She was there, right on the edge. Dylan looked up in the mirror to see Jade with one hand under her skirt. He smiled to himself and pulled his hips back and drilled into Misty's gushing cunt with one last powerful thrust. As his giant cockhead sailed past her inner mouth and lodged itself deep inside her overheated womb, Misty's whole world exploded in a wash of colors and pounding music. "OHHHHHHHH, FFFFUUUCCCCKKKKKKK MMMMEEEEEEE!!!!! OOOOHHHHHHH GGGGODDDDDDD!!!!" As she came and came hard, he continued to thrust into her womb over and over. Her sweet pussy was like a vice squeezing and trying to milk every drop of sperm out of him. Dylan slowed his thrusts into Misty's creaming cunt. He had more planned for her as he looked in the mirror at Jade. He was going to use Misty's overworked pussy to get Jade. He stopped thrusting into the climaxing guitarist's hot pussy and sagged over her, slipping his hands from her firm ass and supporting himself above her. She just stared up at him in a complete daze, her pierced tits heaving. Her expression was one of shocked disbelief. Abruptly, Dylan pulled his throbbing cock from her swollen cunt. The sudden emptiness left the girl gasping on the counter. Dylan helped the dazed girl down from the counter and directed her to turn around so he could fuck her from behind. The confused Misty managed to brace herself against the mirror. He pressed the tip of his cock's huge head against her dilated opening, forcing the lips of her vagina to open wide. Misty's breathing was coming in short, fast gasps. Checking the mirror to make sure that Jade was still there, making sure that she could see every inch of his hard muscled cock fuck Misty, he slowly pushed into her empty channel. "Oh GOD, I need your big cock!" she moaned. Misty's poor little sheath was stuffed and stretched to the bursting point as Dylan pushed deep into her seething boiling cunt. After he had bottomed out, he slowly withdrew then forced his cock back into her all over again. He kept this up, driving and pulling out, always increasing the pace of his thrusts until his over-sized engine of pleasure was pumping in and out of her like a huge piston running at full tilt. "OH MY GOD!!!" she panted loudly. "FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK!!" With his hands on her curvy ass and her big nipple-ringed tits swinging below her, he drilled into her flaming cunt again and again, pushing himself deeper and deeper on each thrust. He glanced at the mirror again to see what Jade was up too. She had pulled down one side of her dress and had one hand on a breast pinching a taut nipple, and the other under her skirt frigging away at her clit. "Time for more show," he thought. His hands went to Misty's free swinging tits, which were bouncing to the rhythm of his powerful thrusts. Her nipples were hard, throbbing bullets, and he pinched and pulled at them cruelly. He tugged at her nipple rings driving her wild as his long hot cock pounded her aching pussy over and over and over again. "Unh...unh...unh...," she grunted as he drilled into her juicing cunt. The squishy noise of him plowing into her liquid pussy filled the small dressing room. He glanced up again at Jade and she was leaning against the wall panting as she worked her clit. "Time for Act 2," Dylan thought as he dropped a hand down across Misty's heaving stomach to her swampy pussy and began to massage her rock hard clit. The tandem of vaginal and clitoral stimulation quickly sent Misty soaring off to another euphoric orgasm. Her moans were incredibly loud. "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH, YEEEESSSSSS!!" she gasped as Dylan drilled her with his iron rod and strummed her throbbing clit. He was building her higher and higher. Her cunt was gushing out juice that ran all over his swinging balls and thighs. Her ass was double timing trying to get as much of his long hard cock up her cunt as she could. Her cunt had locked down on him like a vise. The friction and heat that her pussy produced had him right on the razor's edge, but it was now time for the BIG FINISH. He returned both hands to Misty's amazing tits and using them like handles; he pulled her tight against him. Then he stood up straight. The height difference between tall Dylan and short Misty caused her feet to leave the ground, and suddenly, she was supported only by Dylan's strong hands on her breasts and his big cock up her cunt. Catching her by surprise, all she could blurt out was a squeaky, "Oh my!" Dylan looked in the mirror and Jade had her skirt yanked up and had both hands working on her pussy, rubbing her clit and plunging a finger or two up her gash. At that instant, she opened her eyes and saw Dylan looking at her. As he held her gaze, he thrust his raging cock straight up Misty cunt and buried it deep in her womb. The power, the depth, and the pressure of that one thrust caused Misty's fluttering and rippling cunt to explode once more in dramatic fashion. As her orgasm hit, she threw her head back almost hitting Dylan in the face and her long hair went flying all around his head. She let out a long scream of pleasure, "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" and started to vibrate in his arms. Shaking and bouncing and trembling as this orgasm shook her to her very core. Her vibrating cunt locked down on his buried cock and began milking the length seeking the liquid that would put out her fire. He just held her tightly to his chest as she continued to explode on his impaling cock. Suddenly, brought on by her movements and squeezing cunt, he was there and Dylan moaned out, "I'm cumming!" "Oh baby, I wanna taste you!" Misty exclaimed. She struggle to get off his skewering cock, and Dylan set the squirming girl down. As soon as her feet touched the floor, she whirled around and grabbed his big sticky rod with both hands. She forcefully impaled her mouth on his almost exploding cock, and the taste of his leaking pre-cum and her cunt juice fired her lust even more. As she worked both hands up and down his slippery shaft, she worked his cock deep into her throat. As she impaled herself on his strong prick, Misty swallowed with his cock in her throat and squeezed his cum-filled balls. He totally lost control and began to fire shot after shot of sperm completely flooding her mouth. She'd braced herself, but she wasn't ready for the volume and force of his ejaculation. Dylan seemed to cum for what seemed like hours as shot after shot went down her throat and directly into her stomach. She swallowed what she could, but the rest ooze out of her mouth, down her chin and trickled across her fingers. Finally, he was done, not even a little trickle was left. His chest was heaving and his vision was blurry from the intensity of the orgasm. He glanced up in the mirror to look for Jade, but she was gone. He looked down at Misty, her head still in his crotch, a long string of cum strung from the head of his cock to the corner of her mouth. The head and shaft of his enormous organ was smeared with her red lipstick. She lovingly rubbed the tip against her mouth, smearing his salty cum across her pursed lips. She looked up at him and smiled sweetly, "God, that was a great fuck! What was your name again?" Chapter 4 The Lead Singer Dylan was sitting at the bar nursing a Jack on the rocks, and Angel and Eve were sitting on either side of him. The band was about to start its last set, and Dylan had run out of time. Angel's birthday request to him was to try and fuck all the women in her band during their gig tonight. He'd thought that it was a stupid request, but through dumb luck and Angel's help, he had managed to seduce three quarters of the very hot female band. He had gotten Angel in her van outside before the gig started. They had doubled teamed Eve together in the dressing room during the first break. While the band had gone on a break after the 2nd set, he had slipped into Misty's dressing room and fucked her silly as she was on the phone with her boyfriend. He now just needed to try and seduce Jade, the lead singer, but he had not been able to get anywhere near her. She had snuck into the dressing room and watched while he banged Misty. He had seen her in the shadows of the room playing with herself as he fed Misty his large cock over and over again. But since then, she was ALWAYS surrounded by friends or her fiancé. He'd had no chance to get close to her, so it looked like the birthday present for Angel would stop here. Angel leaned over and gave him a really deep kiss. "Thank you, lover for trying. It was fun to watch you try. I hope you had fun!" she said with an evil laugh. Eve whispered in his other ear, "Yes that was a lot of fun. I have never done it during the gig before!" At that moment, Kris, the female roadie came up and told them to get ready to start the last set, so they both wandered off toward the stage. Kris sat down on the stool next to him and ordered a beer. After a few moments of silence, she asked, "So have you enjoyed the show tonight?" Dylan turned to her and smiled. "Yes, I have enjoyed the show very much. I think they are a great band. How long have you worked for them?" "Oh, a couple of years. I joined them when they first got started together. They are a fun group of girls -- but then you already know that," Kris shyly smiled looking down at the counter. Her face was a beet red color from embarrassment. "So you heard that?" "Yeah, kinda hard to miss, plus Misty is talking unstop about it backstage. You made quite an impression." By this time Kris was simple crimson in color from her head to the top of her shapeless overalls. Dylan smiled to himself. She was very cute and seemed very nice. It was hard to place her age but he thought probably about mid-twenties. She had longish red hair at was pulled up in a navy blue bandana, and was wearing really shapeless overalls that hid all trace of her figure, although he could tell she was on the small side and seemed to have a good bust. "So what do you do for the band while they are playing?" Dylan asked to keep the conversation going. "Everything. Set up the stage for then, move speakers, tune guitars, any special effects, help with costume changes. Whatever they need." That last part caught Dylan's attention. "Changes. They change clothes during the show?" "Yeah, I mean sure... Eve changes every set -- but that is in the dressing room. I mean changes backstage while the band is playing. Hell, Jade has three changes this last set." Hell in Heels "Really...?" Dylan asked as a faint idea began to dawn in the back of his mind. "Where does she change on that tiny stage?" "Oh, see that curtained off area just behind the amps, that's where. Just enough room for me, her and a rack of clothes. The set up always changes. This time because the shape of the stage, we actually had to place some of the amps in the changing area with us. It's a pain, but it is all good." Dylan could see thru the archway from the bar area toward dance floor the stage at the end of room. Kris was right. Just off to the side of the stage and behind the big speakers was a curtained off area. "So she has three changes this set?" "Yeah, why?" Kris asked. "Well, I have this idea and was wondering if you could help me out?" Kris listened as Dylan explained his plan to her. At first, she just looked at him in disbelief, then amusement, and finally, when he had stopped, she shook her head "yes" in agreement. Dylan leaned over the kissed her on the cheek and whispered something in her ear that caused her to blush pure crimson again. The band had kicked in again, so he got up and moved toward the dance floor. The room was packed to the gills with all kinds of people. Beautiful models, flashy designer-artist types, dressed down business types -- it was a very mixed crowd who had been invited by the fashion designer who was paying for this shin-dig. The all girl band sounded on fire. The club's sound system was incredible. The floor practically jumped with the beat of Angel's drums and Eve's bass lines. Misty's guitar was soaring, and the whole place was buzzing with the energy of the band. He could see about a hundred people pressed against the stage. Some were a more than a little drunk, most were dancing to the beat, and all excited to be there. As he worked his way to the stage, he gazed at Jade really for the first time. She was simply gorgeous. Misty was in the middle of a guitar solo, and was standing at the edge of the stage in front of the crowd as Jade rubbed against her like an x-rate version of Mick Jaggar & Keith Richards. The band was jamming hard and the crowd was intense as dozens of hands flew up, reaching for the women and trying to clutch at their legs as Misty wailed away on the guitar. Dylan couldn't tear his eyes away from Jade. Not only was he practically salivating at her tight gyrating body, but he was also impressed by the way she could whip the crowd into a frenzy. She was smiling and jumping around, obviously enjoying herself. The hot lights shone onto the stage, beating down on the girls, and the heat made her sweat-soaked dress cling to her toned, hard body. Jade appeared to Euro-Asian and she seemed to be in her late 20's, about 5'4", 125 lbs with golden skin, dark eyes and long thick black hair that was pinned up into two funky pigtails on each side of her head. What really drew his notice was her 36C chest; he thought he could see her nipples tighten beneath her top. She was wearing a short frilly pink dress with pink thigh highs and black stilettos. The short dress revealed a pair of killer legs and the possibility of no bra as her good sized breasts bounced and shifted inside her tight top. She had two big colorful tattoos on both her upper arms. A red and green dragon on one arm and some kind of goddess head on the other. Her voice was amazing as it could growl low on some blues lick, or soar to a high note and hold it. She was the perfect front woman for an all girl band, and he wanted to fuck her bad. He had made his way to the front of the stage near Eve as she pranced around on the stage. He caught her eye and she smiled at him. She nodded her head in Jade's direction as if to ask, "Are you going to try?" Dylan nodded yes, and Eve broke out in a big grin and lean over to Angel as she wailed away on her drums. She got a look of happy surprise on her lovely face, and gave him the "thumbs up" and a lecherous wink. Dylan looked down the front of the band stand till he saw Jade's fiancé. He had met him earlier in the night and he seemed like a really nice guy. He gazed up at his future wife with a lot of warmth and love in his face as he danced to the band's music. Dylan felt a twinge of guilt for just a moment. It was nothing personal with this guy, he just thought he could fuck her and why not try to complete Angel's birthday wish. Dylan realized that at some point all the bad Karma he had collected in his life would come back to get him, but it would not be tonight. He moved toward the backstage entrance on the side of the stage. It was time to put his plan into action, and see if he would succeed in fucking the forth member of this incredibly hot band or get arrested. The big bouncer at the side of the stage recognized him and allowed him through a curtain into the tiny backstage area. He was Kris there sitting on a crate looking a list of things that she had to do during the set. She glanced up, shocked to actually see him and then gave him a nervous smile. Dylan crossed to her. "So what do I need to do back here?" he yelled near her ear so he could be heard over the roaring noise of the band. "Are you sure we should do this?" Kris nervously asked back. "You have no responsibility here. This is all me. Okay?" Kris nodded that she understood. "So what do I need to do?" Kris showed him the dress and shoes that Jade would need to put on during the first quick change. She explained the order and how long Jade had. Dylan nodded that he understood. Then he told Kris to go onstage acting like she was fixing something, and tell Angel to extend the instrumental vamp a several bars to give him some more time backstage alone with Jade. He stressed that after she did that, "do not come backstage." She nodded and moved onstage. He was alone in the changing room for the lead singer of a girl band, and she was coming backstage in about two minutes for a full costume change. Then he had about 2 minutes to put his plan into action. He quickly laid out Jade's clothes the way Kris had showed him, and then he took off his shirt revealing his very well-developed torso and arms. Then he adjusted his large cock so the head was pointed at his belly button. One step at a time was how this was going to happen, if it happened it all. Dylan felt the nerves in his stomach start to flutter. This was just like the lead up to a big and dangerous stunt and once Jade came through that curtain all bets were off. According to Kris, the current song would end, and Angel would immediately kick off the next song as Jade ran back to quickly change. The vamp was about a minute before Jade was supposed to be back onstage to start her vocal. Dylan had asked Angel through Kris to extend that to 2 minutes. Suddenly, the song ended and the crowd thundered its approval. It was now D-Day! Angel quickly counted off the next song, and the band roared into the next song. The onstage curtain parted and Jade darted into the small dressing space. She looked up and froze. Instead of finding an over-alled clad Kris, she was looked at a semi-dress male who she had watched have intense sex about an hour before, and they were alone! "Where is Kris?" she screamed over the thundering speakers. "Had to go fix something. Asked me to help you," he screamed back. He saw the shock, and surprise, and fear in her eyes, so he held up the next costume. The choice was totally hers. She could just go back onstage or she could make the change. He waited for her to decide. He knew that sometimes performers will go some places just out of habit. He saw it on film sets now, and when he was younger on live theatre sets. So he was hopeful that it was the same for rock musicians as well. She seemed to move out of habit, and came toward him. She turned and he unzipped her sweat-drenched pink dress and it fell to the floor. He now knew for certain that not one person in "Hell In Heels" wore underwear, because he was staring at one of the best asses he had ever seen and there was not a thong anywhere to be seen. She held her arms up so he could slip the next dress over her head. It seemed to be a bright red satin dress with black lace trim. As the red satiny dress slid down her arms and over her breasts, it fell to a point just about mid-thigh. Her whole back was bare down to her butt and the red satin molded itself to each cheek of her excellent ass. Then he knelt down as she kicked off her big heels and helped roll down her pink thigh-highs. Once he had gotten both of them off her legs, she stepped into pair of red stilettos. He had helped her dress, now for his fun. As he rose up behind her, he ran one hand up her leg toward her slot. The other he ran up the outside of the dress toward her breasts. The neck line was cut in a 'V' half way to her navel, and he slipped his hand inside her dress and over her breast. He pulled her against him as he played with her tit, and she felt herself press up against the whole length of his giant prick as it slipped into the crack of her ass. The only things that kept her from the giant cock that she had seen drill into Misty time and again, were the thin satin of her dress and the denim of his jeans. His other finger had found her sweaty, hairless pussy and quickly began to rub her hard little bud of a clit. He put his face into her neck and smelled an intoxicating combination of her sweat and perfume. He began to kiss and nibble her neck as his hands worked their magic on her clit and tits. The magic was beginning to work as her cunt began to leak juice around his probing finger and her nipples became very long and hard, also her ass began to bob up and down against his rock hard cock. She slowly turned around breaking his hold on her cunt and tits, and pulled him into a deep passionate kiss which lasted several moments. She tasted of mint and Jack Daniels. Slowly breaking the kiss, she pulled back, her eyes glazed with passion. Then without warning, she slapped the shit out of him, so hard that he saw stars. "Fuck you, asshole." she screamed at him and then ran onstage. Dylan just stood there shocked. She had really clocked him. She had a very good right hook it appeared. Then he broke into a large grin. This was going to be fun. She was going to give it up to him, but he was going to have to work for it. Plus she was going to make him pay for it in the end. Let the games begin. He could hear Jade start to sing thru the big speakers, some of which were pushed back into the dressing area itself. About a second later, Kris' head poked in thru the curtains and looked around, seeing nothing going on, she entered and crossed to Dylan. Her eyes gazed longingly on his bare chiseled chest and strong arms as she came up to him. They talked for about 5 minutes about the next change. She showed him the dress and the shoes that Jade was to wear, and helped him set up for that. He told her that he would need about 5 minutes this time and to get Angel to vamp that long. She nodded and went off to carry out her part in this little seduction, but only after running her hand across his wash board abs. Dylan sat down on one of the crates and thought about his next move. She would be expecting something and would probably take his head off the first chance that she got. He had to make her think she had won and surprise her before she went back onstage. He also had to make a major play this time or he would never get into her tight little pussy. He had about 10 minutes before her next change, so he put his shirt on and went to the bar to get a shot of courage, and quick trip to Angel's dressing room for a certain item. By the time, he got back he had just a few moments before she came backstage. He quickly got her next outfit ready. It was a little school girl outfit with a tight white top, a very short skirt and big black thigh high boots. Then he took off his clothes and laid them on the crate. He took the item from Angel's room, a bottle of Johnson's baby oil, and coated his raging prick with it. The music was thundering and his head was buzzing from the Jack Daniels, but he knew he had a "big" surprise for Jade. According to Kris, this next change was a little longer because Angel and Misty traded dirty jokes with the audience and Eve sang a very short song, but he knew it would last longer this time. The song ended and he quickly grabbed her top. He stood kind of behind the rack of clothes so that she couldn't see that he was nude, and with the dim lighting backstage, he was hopeful that he could pull it off. Jade came running thru the curtain and kicked her stilettos off. She quickly came up in front of him, and stared defiantly into his eyes. Just the sight of her and the sense of anticipation made his cock fill with blood and surge to its full length. She pushed the red satin dress off her shoulders and threw her arms up in the air making her big breasts bounce. He immediately slid the small top down her arms so it covered her face, and kneeled down. She had not seen that he had no clothes on, and that his oil covered prick was at full mast. As she struggled with the top, he helped her step into the tiny little skirt, the whole time her plump juicy little slot was right in front of his face. As she zipped up her skirt, he had her step into the thigh- high black boots and he zipped them up for her. She was pretending to fluff the skirt, daring him to do something. Her V was right in front on him so he gripped her ass and pulled her to him. His tongue began to explore her slit. To his pleasure, he found her aroused and wet. At first he ran his tongue up from her sopping hole to her hard clit and back, over and over. Then he pushed his tongue deep into her fiery cunt as he held her pussy lips open with his fingers. He sucked her pulsing clit into his mouth and heard Jade moan as she began to rock her hips back and forth. Suddenly, a sharp pain went through the back of his head as she hit him with the mic in her hand. "Stop it, you fucking pervert," she hissed at him even as her hips were thrusting into his face. Dylan grabbed the back of his head and glared up at her. She looked down him with a cruel sneer on her lips and a look of total disdain. Angered now, Dylan rose up, grabbed her by her perfect ass and lifted her off the floor so he was between her thighs. Catching her by surprise, the oiled head of his great cock found the entrance to her hot moist cunt as if by magic and he quickly speared his massive meat deep into her tight pussy. Jade gave out with a very deep groan as she felt Dylan slam into her. "OH! Good God," she groaned. Dylan didn't move for a few seconds, letting her feel the full length of his giant cock buried in her to the hilt. The feeling was intense for Jade, like nothing she had ever felt before. She was stuffed, and she could feel his entire cock deep inside of her. She just stared at him in total shock. Supporting her weight with his hands on her wonderful ass, he began to thrusting in and out of her gripping cunt causing Jade to moan and thrash her head around. Every time he would fill her with a very hard thrust, Dylan would feel Jade tighten her ass muscles causing her pussy to tighten around his cock. At the angle that he was plowing into her, Dylan could feel her clit rubbing against the bottom of his cock as he thrust in and out. She started to match his pace. Jade brought her hands to her tits as Dylan pumped her up and down on his cock. She seemed to lose touch with everything as she leaned her head back and started breathing in short pants. The feeling of Dylan being inside her was amazing. He seemed to be getting bigger and harder with each descent of her juicing pussy on his massive cock. She could feel her cunt pulsing and starting to squeeze his cock. She was very close. Suddenly, "Here's Jade," Eve said into an onstage mic as the band roared into its next number. Jade's eyes snapped open and she struggled to get off Dylan rampant prick. It seemed forever for him to pull his giant cock out of her tight gripping cunt with Jade moaning the entire time. When she finally had both feet on the floor, she straightened her skirt and ran on stage with her huge distended nipples poking thru her thin top. Dylan just stood there in a kind of daze. He was naked backstage with his huge cock thrusting out in front of him. It was covered with a combination of baby oil and pussy juice. One second, he had been fucking the lead singer and she was about to pop big time, and the next she was gone. It took a moment for his head to clear. He had given Angel her birthday present. He had fucked the entire band in one night. He really wanted to cum, but he decided to get dressed and out of backstage before some real trouble started. As he started for his clothes, he heard a small voice over the blare of the music. "Jesus Fucking Christ!" He turned to see Kris staring at him. She felt like she was looking at a chiseled Greek god with his defined muscles and beautiful face, but more specifically, she was staring at his hard, swinging cock that was pointing out in front of him like an arrow. She just stood there slack jawed staring at his cock. Then she reached up and slipped the straps of her over-alls off her shoulders. The big baggie garment fell from her body and pooled at her feet. The body that it revealed was a killer with medium sized tits encased in a tight pink top, a taut stomach leading down to slim hips, and a V cover by small pink string bikini panties. Still staring at his cock, she lifted the tight top over her tits exposing her perfectly proportioned breasts and nipples to Dylan. Giving one breast a squeeze first, followed by a soft pinch to her nipple, she hooked her thumbs inside her undies and began inching them down. Kris quickly wiggled her hips from side to side as her underwear came down revealing her sweet little pussy. The pink thong fell down on top of the over-alls and she stepped away from the pile of discarded clothes. Standing naked except for the little top pushed up over her tits, a pair of pink tennis shoes, and blue bandana covering her hair, Kris turned and leaned against one of the speakers and spread her thighs. Her pussy was completely exposed as well showing her thin little bush and the puckered dark ring of her asshole. She looked back over her shoulder at him, inviting him. Dylan did not need to be asked twice. As he approached her, his iron-hard cock swung in front of him and Kris was staring at his manhood intently. Dylan pressed against her thigh with his red hot prick and Kris let out an audible moan. He whispered in her ear, "Hey, little girl, why didn't you tell me your body was so hot! Are you sure you're okay with this?" As he asked, he gave her nipples a pinch and Kris' ass bucked at the sensation. She nodded her head affirmatively. Dylan slid his hand down between her thighs and began to caress her inner thighs up to her wet pussy. Kris, trembling with excitement, spread her legs wider giving him great access to her over-heating cunt. As he began to caress her hot little hole with his fingers, she whispered to him that she "needed his cock right away." Her juices were already starting to flow, and Kris shuddered as he plunged his fingers deep inside her cunt, coating them liberally with her wetness. "Mmm....oh, yeah...." Kris moaned, relishing the feeling. Dylan pulled them out momentarily and brought his hand to his mouth, and savored the taste of her. Then sliding one hand down her flat belly to the top of her V, he parted her labia, and with small, circular strokes, began to rub her clit...first slowly, agonizingly...then he started to increase the speed a bit. Kris' pussy was starting to ache, and needed to be taken care of. She moaned as Dylan's other hand reached under her upturned ass and brushed gently over her wet pussy lips. The contact of his fingers made her shiver with excitement. Dylan slowly pushed his long fingers up inside her hot cunt spreading her open as his fingers drove deep inside her. Dylan's fingers began to work more quickly now. He could feel her clit was starting to swell, and her pussy growing even hotter. Kris' mind was filled with images of Dylan thrusting his hard dick deep inside her, over and over...harder, deeper, faster!! As the fingers of one hand were buried deep inside her cunt, his other hand was busily strumming her rock hard clit like a guitar. Her ass was bobbing up and down; she was on the brink of orgasm...