Guitarist Stories

Kareena was scrambling inside before he’d finished speaking. She made a grab for the phone, but he held it away from her and let it drop, bouncing across the seat. “Give it here!” she yelled, but he grappled her by the waist as she grabbed for it, the six-pack of beers tumbling to the cab’s floor. She ended up lying across him with her breasts bouncing as she struggled for the cell. His cock—she realised with a shock to h...

Sweet college-girl Kareena's night out to see rock band The Devil's Rejects takes an unexpected turn, when she accompanies lead guitarist Jared to the battered tour van. Seduced to semi-nudity, she reaches that crucial moment in the evening - when she must face the throbbing source of Jared's powers... Jared pushed her away from him and lay back, grinning and expectant. His hand brushed the button of his jeans-front. They...

“So this band is called what?” Kareena wasn’t sure she’d heard right. “The Devil’s Rejects.” “And we’re going to hear them because they’re—what—the band most likely to make my mom have heart failure?” “And your dad too.” Lacey grinned. “That and the fact that they’re supposed to be shit-hot. It’s an all-round result.” The parking lot to the Brewhaus was studded with potholes and several of the neon letters had blinked out...

There was no hint at the start of Abbey’s evening that before her shift had ended she’d experience the fuck of her young life.Dennehy’s bar was its usual dingy self. Clientele the same rowdy bunch of jocks. Atmosphere noisy and on course for drunken mayhem by closing time.The music, however, was a cut above normal. “Who are these guys?” she asked Angelo, that evening’s head-barman.“The Devil’s Rejects,” he called above th...