Making Music Cum Alive- Part 1 - Sex Stories

Making Music Cum Alive- Part 1

... titties, anyway the point is when she was cumming and shaking her head back and forth she screamed at me, 'FUCK ME!, FUCK ME, you bastard!' As she climaxed her legs were shaking as she gasped for air and yelled 'You... take... Take care... of my Little Girl!'""Ron, you are insane!" Jim said shaking his head. "She meant her pussy, you idiot, not her teenage daughter....""You really think so?" Ron looked at the floor and acted as if that was an unlikely thought to cross his mind."Yes, I really think so." Jim turned away from Ron saying "I got a show to do here Ron, please go away and get some professional help.""Ok," Ron relented. "But we still got to talk. You see I kind of promised Becky I could get her some Four Seasons cock, Tonight and you know I have booked you as the host DJ."As Ron, briskly left the room Jim just stared at the closing door of the sound booth. He was tired and kept hearing the words "I have booked you for tonight" echoing in his tired mind.Jim hit the button for the control booth mic. "Nick, I'm taking a break, play something loud and long for me."Nick the engineer had just stepped back into the control room from his recent "hit break" and was as loose and high as normal."You got it, man," Nick replied waiving at the glass between them, "I'll play the FM stuff by Beautiful Day that will send Ron screaming out the door."The "FM stuff" that Nick referred to was the emerging Frisco stereo sound that Nick, and others like him, claimed was going to put AM ...

... radio, and jocks like Jim, out of business. Ron was scared as hell of the "long-haired hippy freaks", like Jefferson Airplane and Country Joe and the Fish, that were the vanguard of that new sound."Don't care" Jim waved as he headed outside to the back porch to clear his tired head.What Jim really wanted was a cold beer, a comfortable bed, Julie (or a hot willing girl like Julie who could give great head), and some sleep, LOTS of sleep. Knowing Ron the way he did Jim knew he was facing a night of screaming fans, egomaniac performers, and drama. With Ron there was always drama and always with an additional sexual twist."Hey DJ, what's happening, man?" A young girl with a voice like a song had come out the door behind Jim."Hello, Becky" Jim replied with a lot more enthusiasm than he felt right then.Being nice to the boss's daughter, no matter how annoying she could be, was a station rule. Jim was prepared to give her more attention than he really wanted, for as short of a time as possible."What's up with you little girl?" he added."I'm NOT a little girl!" Becky stomped her foot like a five-year-old."If you must know I'm just hanging out waiting for my man, Ron" replied Becky.Becky proceeded to climb up on the porch railing to sit facing Jim with her legs dangling on either side on his.Becky was like every teen girl he saw at every rock concert. She would be upfront and near the band or DJ. Pretty, with a cute come fuck me smile formed by her soft pouty lips usually with a bit more ...