Backstage Meet and Bang by Bella Beaumont

Author:Bella Beaumont [Beaumont, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Beaumont
Published: 2024-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Lacey

AS I WOBBLE TO MY FEET, placed on the ground by the bassist James Swell, my eyes are blurry and my head is dizzy.

Rome Skelter positions me to the slightly raised arm of the couch.

Then he pushes forward, bending me over the arm, and my back arches as my cheek lands on the couch cushion James Swell was just sitting on while he bounced me on his lap.

Rome hums to himself, and I can feel his spindly fingers probing my body, exploring my flesh, and then prying my ass cheeks apart to get a better look at my holes.

“You already blew her pussy open, James,” Rome says, sounding a bit disappointed. “Molded her to the shape of your cock, looks like.”

James Swell whistles to himself. “I have that effect on moldable young women, Skelter. You know that.”

“We all do, don’t we, Lacey?” Ty Virus asks from somewhere in the clouds.

My body is still recovering from my first orgasm, which was quick, sharp, and intense. My thighs jiggle, and I feel embarrassed letting the band gaze at my bare ass and holes. They start fingering me, and I can’t even tell who is doing the fingering and who is just watching. There are least three inside my pussy, but they feel like they’re from differently shaped hands.

And then two fingers curve inside my asshole, squeezing past the tight bundle of nerves, and I gasp and moan.

“There we go, little slut,” Rome Skelter says. I glance up from the couch and see he’s readjusting his Guy Fawkes mask. “Have to get you prepped.” His free hand slides down his shaft, along the piercings that run along the thick underside. “You have a huge ass but a small hole, you know that?”

I gulp and don’t answer. What am I supposed to say to that? I can hardly even feel my lower half with the way they’ve punished me so far, and I know it’s far from over.

My heart races as Rome settles himself into position, and my insides crawl with anticipation.

Then he pushes my face cheek-down against the cushion, so I’m looking out sideways from the couch. A second later, I feel a boot on the side of my face, and I gasp when I realize the guitarist is lightly stepping on my face to keep me immobile and right where he wants me.

He isn’t super tall, but he’s stretched out with his leg bent at the knee, standing on me, applying slight pressure. My eyes move wildly, south, to see him arching my back even more, raising my ass—

And then his huge cock slams into my ass. It widens my hole and fills me completely, wedging in and making me scream.

My body flails, but he’s standing on my head and I can’t move without hurting myself.

So I just take it.

At first I feel the cold sensation of his Prince Albert piercing chilling my warm asshole. As he sinks in deeper, slowly at first, I feel the ladder of studs sliding rigidly against my tunnel, each one bringing out a tiny sensation of bliss and pain.

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