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Fan Mail part 1 (mf, DS, public, con, nc, oral, cuckold)

By Randy Rock Star

I'm a handsome enough dude, or so I have been told. I have a skinny rock star look and I almost always wear black. I keep current. I get pegged for a musician even if I wear a suit. Maybe it's an irreverent swagger, Who knows? But you know what they say, we rock stars are good lovers. Lock up your daughters and your brides cuz we will have our way with them. They will swoon in our presence and they will do unspeakable things with us that you would have never imagined.

Groupies get to be a really boring scene after the first three tours. Roadie Kill, we call them. Far too
available on the backstage doorstep. So when I have a chance to log on to the net I make a point of surfing for other sources of entertainment. I was browsing away in a search such as this one day during a break in the tour when I came across an ad from a guy looking for studs to fuck his wife. Not just a dude looking to keep the woman happy, either. This guy was a true cuckold. Small dick. And he wants to watch. Or be thrown out of the room. The ad went like this:

"It won't make any difference to you that she's
married. Or that I'm with her. You are a man used to
having what you want. You want her, and that's all that
matters to you. Turning her on in front of me just
gives you an even bigger thrill. You will show me how a
real man performs, or just tell me to leave, if you
like. Or make her to tell me to leave, so she can feel
comfortable as you penetrate her with a real cock for
the first time.

"You may enjoy her any way you like, indeed in many
different ways. She will be obedient with the right
man. You must be reasonably well endowed. I'm five
inches long and thin.

Please reply with a scenario you may want to
participate in. Be sincere and have a sense of humour.
This is a fun and pleasant diversion for us and should
be nothing more for you.

Not interested in dabblers or online only types. We
want to meet, not talk. If you do too, reply with
haste."

I must say, I had a pretty big woodie after reading this. I'd read cuckold stories before in ASSTR and have been turned on at the idea of being the third party role. But I didn't think that guys like this really
existed. I was motivated to write back. I took some digital pics of my cock in various stages of erection. I'm no porn star but I proudly sport a thick seven and a half inch long penis when it's fully erect. Uncircumcised, and shaven so it's not hiding in a bush. I put them into an email and I wrote the following and sent it off to them:

"I'll take your wife. But rather than tell you to leave
I think she should tie you to the chair so you could
watch. I'd want you to see how I could make her cum
before she had removed a stitch of clothing. Her
panties would be drenched now and I'd put them into
your mouth to stop your whining. I would want you to
see the smile on her face while she licks my cock to
it's seven and a half inch glory and then swallows it.
I'd have to fuck her right in front of you with her
legs spread wide so you could see my meat sliding in
and out of her all wet with her juices. I'd take her
again from behind so she could look at you and you
could see me reaching around to scratch her clit with
every shove. I'd want you to see the fire of desire in
her eyes.

"I'd want to stop by for another hot session whenever
the band was in the area. Maybe when you learned to
accept you cuckoldry we'd untie you and let you hold
my cock as I slipped it into your hot woman. My
insatiable slut. The groupie band-slut she always
wanted to be."

It was about two weeks before I was home again and able to check my mail. There was a reply. Their names were David and Jennifer. They wanted to meet somewhere. And David said Jennifer told him to tell me that she got wet when she read my letter and saw my weapon. And that she insisted that he tell me that it made him cum in his pants. Short, thin and he cum's quick. Jennifer was in for a treat. I can last for an hour and I get hard again really quick. Especially when attended to by a woman who I've just fucked for an hour. I could definitely fuck Jenn for an hour. From the look of the pictures she included I could fuck her all night long. And the pictures of David and his sad pencil of a penis meant that I could give her a serious ride. But I wasn't going to meet them ahead of time. Aside from the
difficult logistics I needed to be the one in control for the scene to play out right. They included their
phone number. Fools! I did a reverse lookup and had their address and the names and addresses of all their neighbours. Not to mention the name of a swanky hotel in the vicinity.

"Forget meeting. I'm on tour, remember? I'll only be in
your area once on this go around so the scene takes
place then. I'm going to change the script a little. It
will be more real for you if you don't know everything
that will happen. But you need to know the setup. So
here is how it will start out. We always get classy
digs when we play back in Canada. We're staying at the
Hilton this time. You and the wife are going to be at
the bar in the lounge at midnight. We should be coming
off the stage at the Hangar by 11 and even if we do an
extra encore I should be in the hotel by quarter past
midnight. I like a drink after the show so I will come
to the lounge as soon as I get there. I also like a
good long fuck-session after the show so I'm going to
pick up your wife right in front of you and the rest of
the bar. And we're going to go up to my suite together
as I openly grope and fondle her and you will follow
along like a lost puppy. We'll share the elevator, you,
your wife, and I along with a traveling salesman. When
the doors close I'll slide the straps of Jennifer's
evening gown off her shoulders to expose her
magnificent breasts. And I will devour them in front of
you and the salesman as I pull the skirts up to expose
her pantiless sex. Your slut of a wife knew we would be
in town and she lured you to our hotel in hopes of
getting fucked by a real cocksman. ....

"That's all I will tell you. Be at the Hilton when I
said. If not you and all your neighbours will get
copies of all of this including pictures and links to
your profile. Nothing like a little danger to make your
pecker stiff."

Their profile said they both had an education and they listed my band as one of their favorites. So I figured they'd put two and two together on the date and location and maybe even have tickets to the show. About all they didn't know was which member of BFD they were dealing with. BFD is my band. A big time, heavy sound, hard rock power trio, with hair, attitude and libidos like no one except rock stars.

And I had the smallest dick in the band.

.... to be continued.