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A Soundman's Dream by Otis Spunkmeyer
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A Soundman's Dream
by Otis Spunkmeyer
2/1/94
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One Saturday evening about 10 o'clock, I was called by a friend of
mine to run sound for a band that was going to be appearing at a local
bar. He owned the PA system, but he was busy that night, and the band's
regular sound man was having car trouble and was unsure whether or not
he was going to make it to the club. I was glad to oblige, since it
would give me an opportunity to play around with some good mixing gear
and listen to a band for free. Since the equipment was already set up
and ready to go, all I had to do was show up and get things sounding
good.
So, I hurried down to the club and met briefly with the band, who
were eager to start playing. They got up on stage and began tuning
while I got a quick look at the sound board setup, trying to figure out
which controls were set to do what. The first song began and I started
getting things sounding right in the mix.
After about three songs, the P.A. was really sounding good and the
band was warmed up, so I could relax a bit. I sat down in my stool and
had my first real look around. I had a good view, since the sound gear
and my stool were placed on a stage by themselves in the middle of the
floor. The place was doing some business! As my eyes scanned the
crowd, I saw lots of good looking women, but I noticed one girl in
particular. She looked to be around nineteen years old - she was about
5'4" and had blonde hair, hanging in fat curls to just below her
shoulders. It looked as if she had usd a curling iron on it - the
shimmering ringlets were perfectly formed and bobbed gently as she
walked. She had on a tight red top which clung to her young body,
accenting her ripe breasts and slim frame. She was wearing blue jeans,
which fit snugly to her thin waist and cute, shapely ass.
She was with two female friends who were about her age, and she was
talking and laughing with them as she listened to the band. I stared at
her, letting my eyes wander over her body. I wasn't quick enough to
avoid her gaze as she turned around and glanced back at me. Our eyes
locked for a second, and I quickly looked away in embarassment. I
looked up as if to watch the band, my heart beating quickly.
"Man, is she hot!" I thought to myself as I tried to concentrate on
my job. Every minute or two, I would sneak a glance at her, watching
her talk and generally have a good time. I tried to contain my desires,
but I just couldn't help but check her out. Sometimes she would turn
casually and see me looking, and would look back for a moment. Hoping
that this was a good sign, I began to get bolder in my flirting. Near
the end of the band's first set, I instinctively looked over at her and
saw her looking at me, smiling. I smiled back in acknowledgement,
making sure that she was really looking at me, and then continued my
duties. When the last song was finally over, I put a CD in the player
to play some music while the band took a break.
As the band came off stage, the girl's friends walked away,
probably to go to the bathroom, leaving her there to wait. My heart was
beating rapidly with excitement, and I took a deep breath, knowing what
had to be done. I am usually quite shy about meeting girls, but my
adrenaline caused me to overcome my hesitation, and I walked over to
her. As I approached her, she looked up at me and smiled again. She
was beautiful - her face was pretty in an innocent but sexy way; a girl
blossoming into a young woman. She knew how to fix herself up well, and
she had a supple, feminine body that was meant to be touched.
"Hi!" I said, smiling at her.
"Hi!" she replied, looking at me with sparkling hazel eyes, smiling
shyly.
I moved closer to her so that we could hear each other better over the
music. I could smell her flowery perfume, and her round breasts were
almost touching me, stretching the fabric of her tight shirt. I
couldn't hear my own thoughts over the sound of my heart beating in my
ears. I leaned over, gently brushing back the blonde curls hanging
beside her face, and put my mouth next to her ear, smelling the
fragrance of her soft, clean hair. Her intoxicating beauty had caused
me to truly take leave of my senses at this point.
"Hey... you know, I'd really like to make you come..." I breathed
into her ear. "I want to watch you come... What do you say?" I asked,
my adrenaline kicking in again, bigtime, as I stepped back, realizing
what I had said, hoping that she would react the right way. I could
feel my face getting hot.
After a second that seemed like forever, she leaned over to me and
said, "What are you going to do to me?"
"I'm going to fingerfuck you 'til you can't stand it any more..." I
replied, my voice starting to reveal my inflamed passion. I paused for
effect as I watched her. The look in her eyes was my answer - I grabbed
her by the hand and led her through the crowd to the back door of the
club. I opened it and we scurried outside, still holding hands, the
heavy door closing behind us. It was dark outside, the only light
coming from a single streetlight standing beside the building. There
was only a six-foot-wide path of grass behind the building, making a
trail between us and some very dense woods. The parking and main
entrance was in front, so there was no one around - no sounds of people,
just muted music coming from within and crickets in the distance.
I pressed her gently up against the building beside the back door.
My body moved up against hers, and her arms went around my neck. Our
mouths met and we kissed wetly and passionately, our tongues probing
into exciting new ground. Her lips were soft and yielding, letting our
mouths press deeply together. We licked each other and embraced
tightly, our saliva mixing in the warmth of our eager mouths. I felt
her nipples begin to harden - they protruded noticeably from her
incredibly tight red shirt.
I slowly pulled away and our kisses became soft and sweet, less
deep until we separated. I looked at her in the pale fluorescent light.
She was breathing heavily, her full tits heaving, nipples straining to
be touched. She looked at me, her hazel eyes filled with desire,
anticipating the next move.
I reached down and unfastened the button on her jeans, leaving the
zipper up. I forced my right hand down her tight pants, feeling first
the fabric of her shirt, then the hem, then, my hand slid beneath her
silky, feminine panties and I felt her delightfully soft pubic hair. My
fingers went all the way into her panties and felt the intense warmth of
her pubic area as I stroked the curly hair there. My middle finger slid
down the center of her crotch and found the slippery wetness that
covered her tight pussylips.
As my finger curled to stroke her lips firmly, the moisture there
covered it in warm lubrication, allowing it to slide gently into her
cunt. Her pussy engulfed my finger and her warm juices bathed my entire
hand as I slowly entered her, feeling the suction as her moist pussylips
separated.
"Oh, God!" she cried, throwing her head back, tightening her grip
on my neck. I wiggled my finger, pushing it deeper inside her, moving
my hand back and forth in the sloppy wetness that was dripping from her.
Her wet, soft panties clung to the back of my hand as I massaged her
cunt. My middle finger went as far as it could up inside her then slid
back out as I moved my hand back up her crotch. Her jeans pressed my
hand snugly against her, and my middle finger ran firmly over her
engorged clit.
"Ohhh! I've wanted you all night! Feel my pussy!" she gasped
between breaths. I continued to run my finger deep into her slot,
pressing firmly on the front walls of her vagina, then back out again,
all the way up to her hard little clit, rubbing her moisture all over
it. She was so wet, and her pussy was becoming so open and ready, that
my other fingers found their way into her as I stroked. First two, then
three fingers slid up into her soaking wet cunt. I wiggled and thrust
with them while the butt of my palm pressed her eager, slippery clit.
She thrust her hips hard against my hand and pulled me close, pressing
herself against the building. My left hand went up to caress her,
rubbing her soft neck and shoulders, stroking her blonde curls as they
dangled.
"Oh! Go DEEPER!" she moaned, bucking her hips hard, back and forth
against my hand. Watching her fuck my hand, I now had a huge erection
which was straining against my pants, trying to get out. I forced my
fingers deep into her sloppy love hole and grabbed her pubic bone tight,
clasping and unclasping my hand to slide the butt of my palm against her
slippery clit while my fingers massaged the inner walls of her cunt.
She pressed her head back against the building and her hips out
towards me, forcing my hand even harder against her. Her mouth came
open in a deep, quivering inhale as she tried to scream. I felt her
pussy clamp on to me from deep inside, her muscles contracting
forcefully. Her cunt trembled spasmodically as she came, her eyes
closed.
"Ahhh! Uhhhh! Ahhh!" she cried as the orgasm swept over her, her
tight cunt tensing then relaxing uncontrollably on my hand, her long
blonde curls bouncing gently as she spasmed. I held on to the back of
her neck as she came, caressing her firmly, enjoying the sight, moaning
along with her. She clenched her teeth together and grunted, leaning
her head forward onto my shoulder. I squeezed my right hand together
some more, milking her orgasm for every drop, feeling her pussy suck
tightly on my fingers as it contracted and released. I held her against
me as she shuddered again and again, clinging to me for support. I
stroked her pretty curls as she began to calm down, feeling the last
gentle pulses of orgasm running warmly through her body.
"Mmmm..." she groaned, her whole body quivering gently as she
exhaled. Her hips relaxed, and I pulled my fingers out of her soaking
pussy very slowly, making sloppy sucking noises as I withdrew. I pulled
my hand up as gently as possible, wiping the juices on her as I came out
of her tight pants. I hugged her tight, and she hugged me, turning her
head to press her soft lips against my neck in a long, sloppy kiss that
warmed me to my toes as she let out a deep, gentle sigh of satisfaction.
Watching this girl lose control had made me incredibly horny, and I
was ready to show her some more action. I held her for a moment more,
then pushed her gently away, moving back a step. I reached out and
grabbed her zipper, pulling it down all the way. As I began to slide
her jeans down, she reached out to unbutton and unzip my pants too. I
grabbed the top of her silky panties and the waist her jeans, and pulled
them both down a few inches, just enough for me to see her pubic hair
and her pouty pussylips sticking out from within, covered in slick,
shiny juices. She pulled my pants down as well, tugging my underwear
over my rigid cock until the waistband came to rest just beneath my
balls. This sensation was enough to almost send me over the edge - I
had been excited for so long, my balls were aching with desire and
seemed to be painfully full.
I drew back up next to her, pushing her back into the wall again.
I felt her soft, round tits press warmly against my chest as we touched,
and I reached down to position my cock for entry, resting my cockhead at
the opening of her slippery smooth vagina. I paused to look at her -
she looked up at me in anticipation and locked her fingers together in
the small of my back. My hands moved up to her shoulders, holding her,
letting her curls lay over my fingers. We looked deeply into each
other's eyes and I pushed slowly, slowly into her.
Her pussy was fabulously wet; it wrapped around my aching cock,
caressing me tenderly with its warm suction as my erection made it's way
inside, inch by inch. As I went all the way into her, she gasped and I
moaned. My cock buried deep in her cunt, I kissed her passionately,
feverishly eating her supple wet mouth, devouring her tongue. I held my
position for as long as possible - we made out wildly for what seemed
like minutes as my cock filled her completely. Then, unable to wait any
longer, I began to thrust in and out, fucking her slowly at first,
making her moan into my mouth, but quickly building up speed as her
pussy squeezed me, coaxing me on with its firm but loving grip.
We stopped kissing as our breathing became deeper. I reached
around her head and pulled her against my shoulder. Her grip on my back
became tighter as her arms went further around me and she pulled me
inside, sliding herself up and down on my slippery cock, desperate for
more friction, her shiny blonde curls shaking with every thrust of her
ass. My desire had overcome me - I fucked her deep - harder, harder
into her gorgeous cunt. I turned my head to bury my face in her
sweet-smelling hair, and my fingers ran deeply into her sexy curls as
she moaned in pleading ecstasy.
"Oh baby! You're so pretty!" I cried into her hair, grabbing her
wildly.
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" she whimpered as she reached another blissful
orgasm, stuffed full of my cock.
The first wad of my jism made its way up my dickhole and exploded
into her cunt, giving me the sweet sensation of the first release. It
spurted out thickly, covering her vagina walls with warm come. Wave
after wave of orgasm fell over me as I shot my come deep into her sexy
twat, my balls feeling an almost painful relief as they drained into
her. I felt her pussy become more slippery than ever as I filled her
with jism, the semen overflowing her cunt and sliding back out all over
my throbbing dick, dripping into the crotch of her panties, leaving her
pussylips glossy with come. With one hand on her back and one on her
head, I held her close, feeling her soft hair and breathing her feminine
scent, wanting to envelop her completely. My cock slid up and down in
her tight pussy, my sperm rocketing out into her beautiful quivering
snatch, causing her to cry out and arch her head back. Her eyes were
closed and her lips were trembling violently - she was almost in tears
as her pussy pulsed again and again, sucking up my come. I fucked her
hard, watching her gasp loudly as her shiny blonde curls bounced in time
with my thrusts, feeling my jism drain back out of her, dripping down
her pretty thighs and falling into her panties. Feeling the pulses
begin to subside, my thrusting slowed. Her orgasm trailed off as well,
leaving her panting hard, sticky with perspiration.
I remained inside her for a minute as we relaxed, then pulled
gently out of her tender pussy. As my dick slid out, a thick river of
semen flowed out with it, covering us with warm wetness. I grabbed her
flooded panties and jeans, and pulled them both back up tightly against
her, until her entire crotch was bathing in my come and her juices. I
zipped up her jeans, then rebuttoned them. I then pulled up my own
pants and made myself presentable.
I reached over and kissed her tenderly, and we hugged softly for a
minute as we regained our composure. We pulled apart and looked at each
other... then I heard the band begin to play again. We smiled at each
other for one long, knowing second, then she followed me in through the
back door.
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