Tommy could feel Sandy turning her body around while he was still inside of her. Then she started fondling his balls as she practically jumped up and down on him. He closed his eyes and squeezed his pelvis muscles. That wasn’t enough. He had to imagine Giovanni found him with Crystal alone. That worked. His orgasm subsided.
He rubbed his mouth over Candy, and then he sucked her clit hard. She squealed. Sandy gripped his thighs for a bit. He was having a hard time paying attention to both things happening to him. The pleasure was incredible, though.
“Tommy, cum!” Sandy shouted and slapped his thigh.
He leaned his head back. “You’re done?”
“I came already.”
“You did?” He hadn’t felt it. At least he didn’t remember feeling that. “It’ll take me a bit longer.”
Sandy ground her hips into him, swaying back and forth. “Will this help?”
His eyes opened wide when he felt her push a finger into his ass. “Hey, hey… What the fuck?” He didn’t like that from random chicks. She didn’t pull it out, though. “Stop it. That’s not gonna work.” It actually turned him off. He liked a good rimjob, but penetration? No. He tensed as she tried to push another in. “Ow, cut it out!”
“Good thing I don’t have my strap-on.” Sandy snickered. “I’d be fucking you instead.”
Tommy’s whole body tensed. Then he sighed with relief when she pulled her fingers out. “Anything else, babe.”
“My turn,” Candy announced and got to her knees.
Tommy relaxed when both women got off him. He looked to Jon, wondering if he’d rather play with the torture sisters. Teeth sinking into his inner thigh forced his attention to the women between his legs.
“Did that hurt?” Sandy asked.
He smiled. “No. I like biting.”
“Good.” Sandy spread his legs and bit him from his knee up to his groin, then down the other leg. “Like that?”
“Yes,” he breathed.
Candy raked her nails deeply over his chest and down his belly. “You have such an amazing body.” She bit her lip and left scratch marks across his hips. “Your dick is easier to suck than his.” She jerked her thumb towards the other bed just before laying her head on his abdomen and licking the condom-covered tip.
Tommy moaned loud when Candy sucked the head into her mouth at the same time as Sandy sucked on a testicle. Then Sandy nipped his scrotum. He loved that. When her mouth traveled down, he tensed; nervous she would penetrate him again. She didn’t. Her tongue slid under his sack and on to his ass. She slowly licked him in a circle, drawing another moan.
His eyes had closed, but he felt the bed move again. Then Candy straddled his hips, her pussy engulfing his cock fast. His back arched. She was even tighter.
“You guys still at it?” Chris stood at the foot of the bed alone. “What’s-her-name left. Can I join you guys?”
Tommy glanced at him and nodded, not caring. “Fuck!”
Sandy tongued his ass with practiced strokes. Candy was scratching his chest with every move. He hoped his tattoos didn’t get fucked up, but it would be worth it. Sandy’s face suddenly pushed against him, then it happened again and again.
“Oh, nice,” Chris said as he thrust into Sandy hard. He noticed she couldn’t continue working on Tommy, and he tried to hold her still. “Sorry, Tom. Couldn’t resist the wet pussy.”
With a groan of impending orgasm, Tommy replied, “It’s all good… Fuck. Gonna cum.” He gripped Candy’s thighs while semen burst from him. He breathed hard for a bit, then looked up at her. “Did you cum?”
She grinned widely. “As soon as you did. I get off on that.”
Tommy let his body completely relax. He felt so good. Then he felt Sandy’s tongue again. “Stop. Hey, babe.” His hips squirmed. “God, babe. I can’t take anymore.” He sighed when she moved away.
“Tom, you OK?” Jon’s voice came from a few feet away.
With a wave and a nod, Tommy closed his eyes.
“Candy, you need some more dick?” Jon was closer. “Mine’s ready to go again, and Nikki passed out.”
The bed bounced. Tommy’s eyes opened. What the fuck? Chris and Jon were fucking his twins. He shrugged. Might as well. I’m beat. He slowly rolled off the bed onto the floor. He winced, but got to his feet. Nikki occupied the other bed. He held onto furniture and made his way into the next room. After tossing the condom, he chose the still-made-up bed and tossed the comforter off.
Once under the sheet, Tommy immediately wished Crystal were there. I wonder what she’s doing. Maybe Giovanni would tell him in the morning. Seconds later, he felt sleep come over him.
Chapter Six
Dominic awoke slowly. He moved his right arm and was shocked to feel a soft body beneath it. Fucking Gina. His eyes flipped open, and he smiled. The blonde hair splayed over his chest wasn’t hers. Noelle. It was the first time he was happy to wake up to someone in many years. If Noelle had been a brunette, there could have been an issue.
A hand slowly caressed her bare upper back. She had let him grieve, not asking why. He was more than grateful to her and felt like the weight on his shoulders was just a bit lighter. Gently, he wrapped his arms around her and sighed.
He wondered if her family knew her band was on a country-wide tour. If they had a date in Minnesota, maybe she could visit. They talked about their families, although Noelle didn’t know the whole story of his. He knew she left Minnesota when she was 17 and moved to Seattle. That had been the place to be in the ’90s.
The bus was quieter than he expected. There were a few faint snores, but no one was awake. He wished he wore a watch. Pulling his phone out without waking Noelle would be impossible. Instead, he slowly tugged the curtain open a few inches. What was the point of that though? It wasn’t as if he could see sunlight even if it were the middle of the day. Closing it, he wondered why he was so comfortable with her.
He decided it didn’t matter. It was a great feeling to be himself around her. Although she didn’t know about his past, he was open about everything else with her. He closed his eyes and imagined them as a couple. It was simple to picture. She was so easy to get along with, and they liked almost all the same things. Then another thought came to him. Claire would have liked her. That made him smile instead of cry, for once.
Involuntarily, he gasped. A hand brushed the crotch of his pants. Then fingers slid up his semi-erect length over his jeans. “Fuck,” he whispered. Quickly, he was as hard as could be—painfully hard. He shut his eyes and tried to ignore the sweep of her hand as she slept. “Noelle, please.”
“Please what?” She smirked and buried her face in his shoulder.
He looked down at the top of her head. “You know what.”
She deftly opened his zipper and slid her hand in his pants. “You mean this?” She grasped his cock tightly through his boxers. “Feels like you’re glad I stayed.”
“I… am,” he said through gritted teeth, while she stroked him, up and down, up and down. “Fuck, Noelle.” When she popped the button on his pants, he desperately searched his pockets, looking for a condom. “Shit. I don’t have another one.”
Noelle was sliding his underwear down. “Another what?”
“Condom.”
Dominic fisted her hair when she lifted his shirt, trailing her nails over his skin. Her lips moved over his chest slowly. When she sucked on a nipple, his body jerked. They were sensitive. He had forgotten about the condom. A low moan escaped as her fingers continued downward, raking his abdomen with her nails.
She swiped her pinky over the wet head of his cock. His back arched a bit and she smiled. Then he suddenly shoved the curtain aside and turned away from her.
“No. Don’t go.”
He looked at her. “I need to grab a condom.”
“You don’t.”
His eyes lit up. “No? But you said I had to…”
“Shhh.” Her fingers covered his lips. “Stay. I have something I want to give you.”
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He lay on his back again. “What?”
“Close your eyes, and you’ll see.” She smirked when he listened and scooted down the small bunk. With a last look up to be sure his eyes had closed, she took a breath and leaned down.
“Ah, God,” Dominic cried out when her warm mouth covered the head of his dick. She sucked him in deep, taking every inch in one move. “Fuck, Noelle…”
The back of her throat sent shivers up his spine and tingling to his balls. Her strong suction drove him crazy. It can’t happen this fast. Oh God, how is she doing this to me? His breathing hitched, and he fisted her hair. Fighting to control the sudden urge to spill his seed, he forced her to pull back.
“What’s wrong?”
He opened his mouth, but couldn’t talk.
“I wanna make you cum.” She pouted. “I don’t care how long it takes.” With that, she took him into her mouth again.
Dominic moaned loudly. She was sucking the head hard and bumping her lips over the rim over and over again. He was extremely turned on by her and unable to think of anything else. “Fuck… Noelle… Fuck.” Semen exploded from him in thick streams.
Noelle sucked down every drop. As his flow ended, she gently licked the head clean. She knew that sometimes he was sensitive after cumming. She ran a hand up his body and caressed his abs slowly. When his hand covered hers, she smiled.
“Wow, honey. That was incredible.” He took a minute to catch his breath, then turned to her. Then he pushed her flat on her back and pulled her up until her head was on the pillow. “Your turn.”
She turned and their lips met. He kissed her hungrily, wanting her again, but determined to pleasure her until she screamed. He held her face with one hand and let the other travel down. When he stroked her inner thigh, she whimpered and opened her legs more. Her need was greater than it had ever been. He drove her crazier than any man ever. He was teasing, rubbing her through her panties. She lifted her hips, begging him for more.
He smiled as he felt her pussy heating up. He kissed her neck. Her pulse had sped up, her breathing becoming erratic. With a grin, he dipped a finger beneath the crotch. The gasp encouraged him. He ran the tip of that finger just under the edge, down, then up.
“Dom, come on,” she begged. It was pure torture.
Looking up and meeting her seductive eyes, he bit his lip. “What’s the matter? I’m not doing it right?”
“You’re not doing anything.”
“Sure, I am.” He winked and grazed her clit. “Just taking my time.” He moved to the other side and swept two fingers under the elastic, brushing her skin up and down again. “I love touching you.” He did, but he had a plan.
Noelle closed her eyes. The light touches inches from where she wanted his fingers were driving her mad. Then he leaned down and pressed his mouth to her clit through the panties. She sucked a breath in through her teeth, the torture getting worse.
Dominic breathed deeply. He loved the scent of her when she was highly aroused. Getting excited himself, he bit the top of her panties and tugged them down. She moved her legs and let him get them off, still between his teeth. He crawled up her body and shook them at her. Then he tucked them into his pocket.
“I’ll need these later.” He licked his lips, then bowed his head. “Time to really get started.”
A soft moan passed Noelle’s lips when he ran his tongue through her folds. He stopped at her entrance, went back up, skirted her clit, and then back down once again. She gripped the pillow tightly in both hands to resist complaining.
He could taste her getting more aroused. She was dripping wet and swollen as much as possible. With just a slight flick of his tongue to her clit, she cried out. His grin was quick. Then he buried his face in her, tasted every inch of her and enjoyed the feeling of giving her pleasure. His tongue roamed from her ass to her clit and everywhere in between. The moans and groans from her told him exactly what she wanted. He sucked on her clit slowly.
Her hips lifting, the building orgasm blinded her. She ground into his face. He sucked harder and harder. When she exploded, he didn’t stop. She clawed the bed and cried out as he continued sucking. Then he pushed two fingers inside her and she screamed. Rubbing that sweet spot few have ever found, he brought her over the edge several more times within seconds. No one could do that but him.
Dominic wanted to smirk, but didn’t want to kill the momentum. He stroked her within like crazy, as he continued the suction he knew she loved. Suddenly, she was pulling his hair and writhing all over. The moisture on his fingers increased, and he took a second to lap it up before latching onto her clit yet again.
“I can’t… No more,” Noelle begged. “Please… Oh God, please. Dominic… Oh God!” she screamed again. “Fuck, Dom… Enough…”
“You’re killing her, dude,” someone called to them from a bunk nearby.
Dominic wanted to slide his dick into her so badly, but he would never betray her like that. “You done?” He looked up. Her vigorous nod made him smile. “Sure?”
He thrust his fingers in and out several more times, and then pressed the throbbing spot again. She cried out, thrashing. He waited until she went still somewhat and pulled away. Just watching her recover, he realized he cared for her much more than he thought ever possible.
“You OK?” When he got a nod, he lay on top of her and kissed her nose. “Do you feel good?” Another nod, but no words. He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. “I’m gonna miss you.”
She swallowed and gulped air. “I… I…” Several deep breaths later, she continued, “I will, too.” She kissed his cheek, then when he looked at her, his lips.
They kissed until they heard footsteps. Dominic knew it was morning for sure. “I should get you back, so no one questions you.” He slid down to the floor and looked around. Several of the crew were awake. After pulling his boots on, he pulled his shirt off and turned to Noelle. “Um, use this to hide.” He handed his shirt over.
“Why?” She scowled at him. “Were you lying about Gina being OK with this?”
He rolled his eyes. “No. You told me you didn’t want anyone to know.”
“Right, sorry.” She let him put her boots on, then climbed out and covered her head with his shirt.
T.J. came out of the bathroom and headed their way. “Who’s the chick?”
“No one.” Dominic tugged her into the bathroom. “Just let me pee.”
After the door closed, she turned away and waited. She was slightly uncomfortable hearing urine splashing into the toilet. His back was almost against hers in the small space. She knew it was better than her facing the crew beyond the door.
“You OK?” Dominic asked, her silence making him nervous.
She had her eyes closed and bumped her knee into the shower door. “Ow. Yeah.” Relief washed over her when she heard him flush, then the water turn on. It made her realize nature called to her as well, but no way could she relieve herself with him in the room. She could hold it for sure.
Dominic wrapped his arms around her when he was done. “I hate goodbyes.”
She let her body sag against his. “I know what you mean.” When he hugged her harder, she had to hold back tears. If only he was single.
He quickly turned her around, both of them bumping into the wall. Fucking hate this bus. The band’s custom bus had much more room everywhere, including the bunks. “Sorry. Tight squeeze.”
“I’m used to it,” she admitted.
Winter Winds’ bus was pretty much the same, if not worse. They were not popular enough to invest in luxuries. It had only been a year since they had started touring. Before that, it was Seattle clubs and bars. That was something she did not miss, although tours were brutal on the mind and body.
Meeting Dominic made the last tour a lot less scary. The months they spent getting to know each other made their first night together quite spectacular. It was worth every moment in her eyes.
“Honey,” Dominic whispered in her ear. “I need
…”
He bit back the painful words, knowing she would rebuke him. Instead, he took her face in his hands and kissed her. His mouth touched hers again and again until they both gasped for air. Then he caressed her tongue with his and deepened the kiss. He couldn’t get enough of her. No way could he let her go so easily.
Without thinking, he lifted her up and sat her on the sink next to them. While still holding her to him, he fumbled with the medicine cabinet nearby. The box was easy to find. He reached in and grabbed a foil packet. Then he pulled back to tear it with his teeth.
“I need… to have you.” He tore his pants open and rolled the condom on as fast as he could.
Noelle was startled when the head of his cock pressed into her pussy. She looked up and met his eyes. Then he thrust in further, and she gasped with pleasure. Her fingers wove into his hair as her head went back. Soft kisses on her neck brought forth a quiet moan from her throat.
She let out another gasp when he withdrew and drove in a bit deeper. His motions were slow and gentle. The way she had told him that she liked it. It was not what she wanted from him at that moment, but there was no bed or enough room for what she craved. She wanted him to pound her hard, making her scream at the top of her lungs. That, she kept to herself.
Dominic wished he had the other bus’ bedroom at his disposal, but making love to her in a cramped, cluttered bathroom would have to do. He held her close. His lips brushing over her neck, throat and ears, while he maintained a steady rhythm with his hips.
His eyes closed as her canal tightened. He had to concentrate, or she would force him to the point of no return. His attention went to the feeling of his dick sliding in and out, in and out, in and out. She was so slick and hot, and felt so good, even through the condom. He was dying to feel her bare, to cum in her. He’d probably blow in 30 seconds if she let him right then.
“Dominic…” Noelle called to him, fisting his hair. He was rubbing her sweet spot slowly, but repetitively. “Dom, oh God! Dom—in—ic!” Her hips slid to the edge, almost making her fall.
He ground into her, unable to hold back. She was throbbing around him, milking his orgasm from him. “Fuck, Noelle,” he whispered. He buried his face in her neck while semen flowed out of his cock. “How do you always make me cum so fast?”
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