Rock Star Groupie 1

by Rosanna Cole

Paul smiled. “Nobody could leave you, Ali. You’re too adorable. And sweet. And beautiful. And wonderful. Need I go on?”

  Ali snorted. “That’s what my mother thought! She’s wonderful too. But, none of that matters! What’s the use? I’d rather keep my freedom…instead of getting destroyed.”

  Paul shook his head. “I see your point. It’s tough. And you never know what people will do. But in the mean time, try to stay positive about your relationships with guys. Just go out and have a good time. And hope for the best.”

  “You’re right. And I usually keep a good outlook about stuff, except for their breakup. Losing my Dad still gets to me, when I think about it. Anyway…thanks for the pep talk, Paul. You’re the best friend anyone could ever have! I don’t know what I’d do without you. Now, what’s the good news? I can hear it in your voice. You’re excited. Don’t keep me in suspense!”

  “Okay…I’ve got something really big to announce! It’s gonna blow you away, Ali. Better hold on to your hat! And I think I’m about to cheer you up, sweetheart. Are you sitting down?”

  “I am now. What ‘cha got?” Ali perched on the edge of her chair, biting her fingernails.

  Then Paul said the two single words that Ali had wished for…waited for…been dying for, “Love Core.”

  Paul continued his proclamation, “Their secret show is June 19th. Right here in Los Angeles. Tickets went on sale last night. And the arena is already sold out.”

  Ali squealed in delight. “What? They’re coming here? In three weeks? You’re kidding, Paul!”

  “Nope…I’m dead serious. They’re doing an unscheduled benefit concert for cancer research. The whole event was hush-hush. They sold everything online, after just one day’s notice and it was a surprise for all of us. But of course, I’m in. Are you ready to rock with them backstage next month?”

  Ali shrieked and she kissed the phone. “Oh, wow! I can’t believe it! Thank you, Paul!”

  She jumped up and down, and Ali ran around her apartment, screaming out loud. “Yay! You did it! You really came through for me, Paul! I don’t know what to say! I’m ecstatic! Oh, my gosh! I’m out of my mind right now!”

  “I can tell,” Paul muttered. He grinned, holding the noisy phone at a safe distance from his ear. “And I guess that means a ‘yes’…” he said.

  “Yes! Oh yes! Do you have to ask?” Ali gasped. “I would kill to meet those guys. No way would I miss this concert. I will definitely be there! Just try and stop me!” she yelled again.

  Ali found it difficult to calm down and she let out a few more loud thrilled shrieks. But eventually, after several additional earsplitting shouts of approval, Ali’s heart stopped pounding, she recovered from the initial excitement and her thoughts returned to normal. Ali caught her breath, lowered her voice, and she said a relatively quiet goodbye to Paul.

  Yet, her fleeting composure lasted less than a minute. Once she’d finished with Paul and she hung up the phone, Ali realized her good luck, her restraint disappeared, and the joyful frenzy started all over again. Ali danced around the room barefoot on the carpet, swinging her long blonde hair with a beautiful blissful grin, she filled the air with happy cries and high pitched squeals. She could scarcely believe the incredible news. Love Core! They were the one cool band that she’d wanted to meet the most.

  Then suddenly, seconds later, reality hit hard and nervousness set in. What in the world would she wear for them? Her choice of sexy outfits would have to be perfect, when she finally stood face to face with Zane Nelson, who was the stunning lead singer for Love Core…a world famous, chart topping, hard rocking quartet. They were Ali’s favorite, most desirable rock band at the moment, she adored their music, and this would be her first Love Core concert, so she was understandably very excited.

  Ali had good reason for her exhilaration. Though Zane stole the show whenever he took the stage, all four of the hunky young men looked gorgeous…with a spectacular, arresting, guitar driven sound to go right along with their eye catching appeal. They were indisputably number one in the world. And no other rock group even came close. Love Core’s songs left a buzz…they were better than drugs. Ali worshiped the band just that much. Merely watching Zane perform in videos left her in a trance and Ali wondered what effect Zane would have on her, in real life.

  Ali was sure he would be fantastic. Plus, she and Zane were a pretty good match. At only 23 years old, Zane was an ideal age for Ali, since she enjoyed hanging out with slightly older musicians, especially when they were multimillionaires like Zane had become. And Ali considered Zane to be the most handsome, hottest rock star around.

  She was crazy about his long brown hair, his dimpled sexy smile, his tall toned and muscular tattooed body and his expressive emotional deep blue eyes. Zane’s amazing sultry versatile voice turned Ali on like no other rock singer had done before and she even dreamed about him sometimes. Ali had also heard that Zane had a huge, long lasting, thick, stiff cock, so she couldn’t wait to witness his big hard penis.

  That might be extremely difficult though. Her other groupie girlfriends had already warned Ali that Zane was very picky when it came to his women, even if they were his type. Complicating matters further, Zane could also be quite moody at times. And he often displayed a nasty impatient mean streak when he was annoyed, hassled, or tired.

  He was reportedly a marvelous lover, if you could get past those hurdles. Yet, Zane sometimes kept to himself, he wouldn’t come out of his dressing room to chat, or he went home alone. And even when Zane didn’t express interest, groups of willing women were still waiting around for him, just in case he changed his mind…lots of serious competition for the rock star’s attention. So, it wouldn’t be easy to get to Zane. But, Ali hoped that she would have a shot.

  She felt confident about her chances to reach that ultimate goal, since Ali had been blessed with some really great advantages. She’d carefully inquired about what kind of girls Zane liked and Ali figured for sure that he would love the way she looked, because Zane was a Class A tittie freak. Zane always lusted after very large breasts…the bigger the better. And Ali definitely had some of the biggest tits in town.

  Her breasts were huge and firm and round. Double D cups, soft and all natural, with a few faint lighter tan lines from wearing her little string bikinis in the California sun. Ali also had big pink nipples that always stuck out through her thin see-through blouses and which clearly showed through Ali’s tight wet tee shirts that she wore on the beach. Another plus for Ali was that Zane also preferred tall, long legged, athletic blonde girls, who looked like they were lingerie models, as Ali did in her panties and bras and thongs.

  To top it all off, Ali was very young. She had a sweet innocent appearance, to match her playful kittenish demeanor. She was barely nineteen, with a beautiful flat stomach, a nice round butt and smooth supple skin all over her gorgeous body. Ali had an extremely pretty face with an impeccable ivory complexion, plump full lips that begged to be kissed, big wide blue eyes, and her long dark blonde hair fell halfway down to her waist.

  She was in really great shape and her figure looked toned, curvy and perfect. She was just the kind of groupie that Zane loved to fuck. So Ali was sure they would end up in bed together at his hotel. Or if that wasn’t possible, she wanted to suck and lick on his big massive meat, and crawl on top of his swollen thick pole in Zane’s dressing room.

  Ali was really looking forward to checking Zane out, to see if he actually had the kind of huge monster cock that everyone said he did. She hoped so…Ali couldn’t bear another disappointment. And that gigantic killer ram rod of Zane Nelson’s was just what Ali needed, deep in her tight wet cunt, to make her cum all over his huge long love stick multiple times.

  Ali bet those strong climaxes would definitely happen. She was certain that she’d experience several great orgasms with Zane right away, while he thrust his dick into her small tight pussy, nice and hard for a very long time…from the back, in the doggy style position that Ali preferred so m
uch. She could only imagine what Zane would feel like, stretching her slit inside, punching into her slick juicy pussy from behind.

  The days ticked by. And Ali’s final exams went quite well, but it was hard for her to concentrate on anything else. All that she thought about was Zane’s huge cock, and Ali masturbated a lot with her largest thickest dildos, watching Love Core videos, while she fantasized about his attributes…and got herself off. Those daily diversions offered a nice hot mental fling. But, Ali constantly craved the real live thing. She yearned for Zane in the flesh! ASAP! How she wished she could actually taste him…feel him…tease him with her tongue! Her three long weeks of waiting seemed like an eternity. Then, the big exciting concert night finally arrived.

  Ali was on cloud nine, when she strolled into the jam-packed arena with Paul. She’d spent the entire afternoon primping and preening, so Ali was sure that she looked fantastic. And her confidence level was sky high. After they’d both said hello to their friends and they’d talked with some other radio people that were there, Paul and Ali hugged, then they went their separate ways. Paul wanted to chat with Love Core’s manager backstage, but Ali had a completely different strategy in mind.

  Right now she only needed a good place to stand, since all of the tickets for this show were general admission. No reserved seats…just open space near the stage. Not a problem though, since Ali had been to this venue many times before. She already knew where the best spots were to watch the band, and once she’d made plans to rendezvous with Paul afterwards, Ali hurried to secure her usual close view.

  She made her way to the front of the stage, edging through the crowd until she was almost at the rail. Fans were stuffed in tight at the front, crammed together so close that there was barely any standing room left to spare and one could hardly move around on the arena floor. But, the big thick crowd was perfect for Ali’s purposes. Just right for some special hot fun that she’d planned for the night. Her bold idea didn’t require much space. And she would gladly trade a bit of temporary discomfort for a good look at Zane onstage.

  Still, conditions within the mosh pit were demanding for Ali. Heavy sweaty bodies crowd-surfed over her head and she got brushed several times by their large flying feet. The air was so stifling that Ali could barely breathe. People pushed and shoved, the temperature rose then soared from the bright lights, yet Ali held her ground and she stayed in place, right at the front of the overcrowded audience, for the entire two hours of Love Core’s sold-out show.

  Ali couldn’t be moved. She refused to take her mesmerized eyes off the prize. She remained focused on her intimate mission, and Ali stared at Zane as if he was the only man onstage. Never mind the rest of the band. Ali knew which one she wanted. Their gorgeous lead singer was irresistible….delectable to gaze upon…flawless to behold.

  Close up, she could see many more details than the videos showed. And Ali marveled at Zane’s striking handsome face, perfect smooth skin, with a well shaped nose and strong chiseled chin. Ali’s eyes roamed over his big thick chest, broad wide shoulders and tattooed muscles, his full firm sexy lips, the adorable dimples when he smiled at the crowd, and she wanted to touch Zane’s wavy mane of long brown hair that swung around with every step he’d take.

  She studied each nuance and expression in his deep blue eyes, as Zane belted out the band’s most popular hit tunes. Ali screamed when Love Core played her favorite songs. From the very first notes, Zane’s spellbinding voice and the riveting guitar sounds produced intense emotions mingled with sharp desire inside her.

  Watching the band perform, Ali experienced an unprecedented level of bodily pleasure, an indescribable reaction so strong from hearing those beloved songs that she gasped, shuddered, ached for more. Ali had never been so turned on before. Not by a rock concert, or any previous live performance. Not by any other band. Or a lead singer either! The absolute ecstasy that Love Core’s music caused astonished Ali. Its hypnotic sensuous effects were virtually inescapable.

  Ali couldn’t resist the music’s ruthless pull. And her lustful excitement only grew, multiplied, and swelled to new heights with every sweet note from Zane’s splendid emotional vocal chords. His elegant breathtaking singing abilities gripped her feminine psyche, his potent sizzling artistic lyrics violated her mind.

  Ali’s cunt responded with a slippery damp flood, as Zane’s voice brought her to the edge of total bliss…and his awesome power invaded her senses like a large glass of fine wine. Ali’s pussy dripped and throbbed, wet and slick for him, when Zane crooned and posed, while he fondled the microphone. And Ali swooned, she squirmed, she whimpered low in her throat whenever Zane cradled the mic tenderly right in front of him.

  She gasped at how Zane held the microphone ever so softly, so very close, as he would a lover’s face, just a few short inches from his beautifully formed lips and mouth. Ali couldn’t hold back her body’s rapture much longer, watching Zane work his magic on the crowd, worshiping him like a god, wishing for his touch, her ardor rose while Zane captivated his loyal fans.

  Ali totally lost it halfway through the lengthy set, when Zane jumped into the air, picking a difficult fast riff, he made a high athletic leap with his electric guitar. Ali shrieked. She yelled, moaned and screamed, her body shook and shivered with unrestrained thrilled abandon. Ali felt herself falling, reeling for Zane, as she was swept away by her passionate response for him. She screamed Zane’s name, but Ali’s helpless futile cries were drowned out by the roar of the crowd.

  The audience went wild. And Ali struggled for a moment to stay on her feet, during the sudden swift surge of bodies towards the front rows. Ali realized the risks. If she fell, she might get trampled on the floor. That terrible tragedy had occurred before at other such jam-packed venues. But Ali quickly recovered, her balance restored. Ali held steady, and the pushing eventually stopped, then she continued her overjoyed stares at Zane again.

  That last large crowd surge had shoved her forward…she’d been shifted to front and center with a clearer line of sight. And now Ali stood in position so delightfully close, that she could see every single move Zane made onstage. Nothing missed her loving inspection. She noticed everything, especially the slight subtle outline of his nice thick package, which completely filled in the front of his tight faded blue jeans. A delicious hint of a hard-on! Just enough meat to tease. Exactly what Ali had wished to see!

  His remarkable masculine vision stoked her fire again to red hot flames. Creamy moisture saturated Ali’s quivering, molten cunt. Her heightened desire reignited, exploded beyond yearning. Then, the sights and signs of Zane’s big thick cock bulge captured Ali’s core, her pulsing imagination propelled her over the top. That distinct brief glimpse of what was sure to come, the knowledge of that which lay in store for her ultimate total pleasure, titillated Ali’s throbbing clit and enticed her slick wet pussy to detonate in the absolute pinnacle of elated sensation…one more magnificent time.

  Again and again, her ecstasy poured out in a boisterous voiced stream. And Ali cheered, she shrieked, she screamed herself hoarse, as the immensely talented rock band gave a stellar performance. Love Core’s long, exhilarating, hard rocking set totally blew her mind. Each additional offbeat bad-ass song ramped up her interest, and the live renditions made her breathless with excitement, even thirstier for Zane’s intimate presence in the flesh.

  As they closed out the set, Ali gasped and panted from his dazzling onstage action, her pussy hummed and hungered in greedy anticipation, she ached for more of Zane’s sizzling slick moves. Zane had put her in the groove. And Ali wanted to suck him off, as soon as possible…and then, later on, she’d grab a chance to ride his huge gargantuan, long lasting erection, hard and fast for the rest of the entire night.

  Love Core conquered the crowd with several more songs before their rowdy, electrifying encore. To Ali’s thrilled astonishment, their energetic, non-stop, high voltage act became even more intense towards the conclusion of the concert. The band played and jammed as if their
very lives depended on it.

  And the show carried on so long, almost until midnight. Like the greatest, most cherished session of incredible hot sex. This was the kind of concert that Ali wished would never end. Yet eventually it did, leaving Zane’s undeniable, superb vocal expertise forever etched in her memory and Ali was sensually inspired, sonically drained, and musically satisfied by the end of Love Core’s fantastic show.

  She screamed Zane’s name aloud again, during the thunderous exultant standing ovation, the band took their final bows, then they strode offstage and Ali was dying to meet their gorgeous lead singer. Paul had already pulled some strings, and the proper arrangements were all in place, so Ali quickly got her deepest wish. Immediately after the Love Core concert, the band’s manager ushered Ali to Zane backstage. And she was dressed just right for him.

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  Thanks for reading ROCK STAR GROUPIE (Part 1).

  I hope you enjoyed my writing! Sincerely, Rosanna Cole.

  The story continues with ROCK STAR GROUPIE (Part 2), available now.

  Also available: ROCK STAR GROUPIE (Contains Part 1 & Part 2).