She got to her feet, wrapping an arm around Sandra’s waist and holding her close. Sandra chuckled, “Careful Ash, might think you’re getting clingy.”
“Oh eat me. Just ‘cause we fuck doesn’t mean you’re not still my best friend.”
The other woman inclined her head in acknowledgement, “True, suppose it’s a stronger friendship than usual then.”
“Can you two stop eye banging and get in here already?”
Ashley giggled, “Hey Katie, Lily. How’s it going?”
“Boring, how do you think?” Lily rolled her eyes, “Get in the damn car already, I wanna hit the beach.”
She smirked, “Oh well, when you ask like that how can I refuse?” She groaned as she sunk into the seats, throwing her legs over Sandra’s lap, “So, you guys looking forward to the concert?”
The other three scoffed, Sandra raised an eyebrow, “Looking forward? I’ve been looking forward to getting a donut, Ash, this is something completely different.”
Katie jumped in, “This is like... on a whole other level. Like, there’s the Superbowl,” She gestured low, “The rapture,” A little higher, “And then there’s this concert.” She raised her hand to the roof.
“Ok I get it, you guys are hyped.” She grinned, “God, me too. This is gonna be so awesome.”
The conversation drifted into almost incoherence, the four of them furiously gesturing and yelling, at one-point talking being replaced with indiscriminate shrieking. Ashley laughed, this was going to be a great trip.
“So...” She trailed off, her eyebrow raised and a smirk on her lips, “Which one would you fuck first?”
Sandra was the first to answer, “Andrew, no question.”
Lily scoffed, “Of course you would, what a cliché.” Sandra lowered her glasses and stared at her, “What? Everyone always goes for the singer first, the other ones must feel so left out.”
“And who, pray tell, would you go for?”
She shrugged, “I mean, Jason’s pretty cute. Plus, bass players have fingers like gods.”
Ashley laughed, turning to Katie, “What about you? Who’s first on the bang list?”
“Dylan, no question.” She leaned back in her chair and sighed, “Drummers are animals. He’d hammer you like a bent nail.”
“Be careful Katie,” Ashley smirked, “He seems like the kind to be into anal.”
She shrugged, “No big deal, worse things he could be into.”
“No big deal?” Ashley looked her up and down, “You’ve seen the pictures, he’s fucking huge. If he stuck it up there you’d break.”
She hummed contently, “Would be so worth it...”
Sandra tapped her chin, “I wonder what Andrew would be into?” She clicked her tongue, “He’s probably really into getting blown, singers are always big on mouths like that.”
“Jason’d probably want you to be on top. Bet he’s real into a chick taking control.”
Katie looked over at Lily, “And just why do you think that?”
Lily shrugged, “Have you ever been with a bass player who liked being on top?”
They chuckled, “Fair point.”
“God, I mean their music’s great and all, but thank god they’re hot too.”
Ashley chuckled, “I know right? They could’ve been a group of 40-year-old geek dads, don’t think I’d be half as drenched around them.”
“Speaking of drenched...” Lily pointed between Ashley and Sandra, “How long’s this been going on?”
They looked at each other, trying to think of the exact date. Sandra shrugged, “Two or three weeks now.”
Katie dropped her jaw, “You’ve been banging that long? How did we not hear about this?”
Ashley shrugged, “Because it’s not really that big a deal, we’re not together or anything.” She looked at Sandra and smiled, she returned it, “We’re just... you know, taking it easy.”
The other woman nodded, “We’re just best friends, that’s not changing. Just sometimes we’re inside each other.”
Lily rested her head on her hand, “And if someone else wanted to jump in with one of you?”
“You know neither of us do relationship, Lily.” Sandra shrugged, “Someone else wants to sleep with Ashley, fine. Someone else wants to sleep with me, whatever.” She chuckled, “We just want pictures afterwards.”
They lounged backwards, fingers trailing over the back of each other’s hands. Ashley giggled, “Why the questions, guys? You want a piece of this?”
They both laughed, “We’ll see I guess.”
“So, we going out tonight? Get some drinks in before the concert tomorrow?”
Katie nodded, leaning against the front of the car. They stared out to the midday sun, the light reflecting beautifully off the water, giving the sand an almost golden glow. “We could head over there in a few hours, get started a little early, you know?”
Lily snorted, elbowing her in the side, “You just want an excuse to drink, you don’t have a concept of what early is.”
She nodded sagely, “Maybe so, but I’m right.”
“I’m with Katie,” Ashley patted her on the back, “Why not head over a little earlier? Not like the teachers can stop us?”
Sandra chuckled, “Still can’t believe that you convinced all of us to skip school for this.”
“What’s so unbelievable about that?”
She tsked, “Oh I don’t know, maybe that finals are in three weeks and you’re the star pupil?”
Ashley scoffed, “Oh come on, it’s not like you guys are slouches either.”
Lily nodded, “I mean, that’s true. But none of us were going to be brought up on stage for it.”
“Truth be told, I’m glad to be missing that shit.” Ashley kicked a rock along the sidewalk, “I just wanted to go and do something fun again. Everything’s been about studying for the longest time, I wanted to come and hang out with my friends again.”
Katie snorted, “And evidently, try and bang a few of them.”
“Hey.” She smirked, “I didn’t have to try.”
Sandra shoved her, “Oh screw you, you make it sound like I fell in your lap.”
“I mean, you kinda did.” She giggled, “Face first in fact.”
Sandra stepped close, her voice going low, “Keep talking and I’ll make you regret it...”
Ashley inched closer, their noses brushing, “You promise?”
Lily rolled her eyes, Katie couldn’t tear them away. “I think... I think you two need to stop before we decide to skip drinking entirely...”
“What? You interested Katie?”
Lily scoffed, “I think that the four of us jumping into bed with each other can wait until after the concert, don’t you?”
They leaned back and sighed, “Fiiiiiine.” Ashley pouted, “You’re a real spoil sport, Lily.”
She laughed, “Not my fault you can’t keep your pants on.”
Sandra shook her lightly, “Speaking of which, you never told us who you’d go for in the band.”
She thought for a minute, weighing up each option against what she knew she liked. Gradually, a smile came over her face, one that was slightly distracted as she thought over the fantasy.
“Well, why choose one? Why not all three?”
Katie chuckled, “God, you’re insatiable. And you said that just Jason would break me...”
Sandra nodded, “Yeah that’s a lot of man to handle. Do you mean one after another? Or all at once?”
“All at once.” She giggled, “Otherwise what’s the point in doing it?”
“I’m just saying, that amount of dick would make it real hard to walk afterwards...”
“I can only hope...”
The four of them got back into the car, Lily and Katie in the front, Sandra and Ashley in the back. She rested her head in Sandra’s lap, toying idly with a strand of her hair, “You know, I’m really gonna do it.”
“Hmm?” Sandra looked down, “Do what?”
“Have sex w
ith all of them, I’m gonna do it.”
The others laughed, “Ashley, it’s hard enough to get near one of them...” Lily smirked, “How hard do you think it’s gonna be to convince the three of them to cross swords?”
“Oh, it wouldn’t be that hard.” She waved her hand, “They’re musicians, not college kids. Crossing swords is probably one of the least weird things they’ll have done.”
Katie laughed, “Ok, sure, let’s say they’ll agree.” She turned around, raising her eyebrow, “How are you gonna get to them?”
She shrugged, “I’ll think of something...”
“Right, because there’s no bigger turn on than some crazy woman appearing out of nowhere and saying, ‘Hey boys, why don’t you all stick your dicks in me?’“ She tilted her head, “Something tells me that’ll just get security called.”
“I’m not gonna break in. I’ll find someone to get me backstage, just have a little faith.”
Sandra brushed a hand through her hair, pressing a kiss to her forehead, “Alright Ash, I’ll believe in you. No idea how you’re going to do it, but I’ll wait and see.” She smirked, “Just remember. Pictures.”
Ashley kissed her right back, “Trust me, this thing goes off, I’ll do you better than pictures.”
She growled lightly, “I can’t wait...”
Ashley looked in her eyes for a few moments, before turning to Katie in the driver’s seat, “Hey Katie? Could we head back to the hotel for a bit?”
“Uh uh, no can do. Wanna get my drink on now.” She shrugged, “We can take care of that particular need after we get some drinks, deal?”
Ashley sighed, “Fiiiiine. If you insist.” She looked back up at Sandra, “I guess that’ll just have to wait then.”
Her look was hungry when she replied, “Don’t worry, it’ll be worth it.”
Chapter Two
“Alright, you dragged me and Sandra here, you can buy us the first drinks.”
Katie raised her hands, “Ok, fine. God, I’ll get you something to quench that unbelievable thirst you two have...”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Sandra threw her hand out, tapping Katie hard on her behind. The woman yelped.
“I haven’t had anything to drink yet. At least let me get two or three before that.”
The other three chuckled as she walked off to order the drinks, they looked around the bar. “Man...” Lily sighed, “Not really much hotness in this bar, huh?”
“Hmm...” Ashley looked around, eyes scanning over the men and women who populated the area. Unfortunately, Lily was correct, there wasn’t anyone she could see who would make it worth it to step away from her friends. “Damn, this could’ve been the start of the plan...”
“What plan?” Katie walked over carrying a tray of tequila shots, “You making a move on someone?”
She smirked, “Was gonna find a roadie or someone like that, see if I could charm them into letting me backstage.” She shrugged, “But I don’t see anyone like that around right now...”
“I admire your planning.” Katie pushed a shot into her hand, “Now drink.”
Half an hour later they were still only three shots in, the four of them wanting to take it a little slowly at first. It was just after Ashley downed her fourth that she saw him, sleeves rolled up and suit jacket under his arm. She tapped Sandra on the arm, “Sand, look. It’s him.”
She looked over, “Him? Who’s him?”
She pointed, “Him. The manager for the band.”
“Oh.” Her eyes widened, “Oh.” She leaned in close, “You gonna go for it?”
Ashley smirked, “You know I am.”
Sandra pressed a kiss to her lips, “Good luck.” She passed her phone over, “Remember the deal.”
“Wouldn’t forget it.” She smiled and stood up, walking confidently over to the bar.
He looked up as she approached, a crooked smile coming to his face, “Well hello there, you here for me or just ordering a drink?”
She sat down and smirked, “I think I’m here for you to order me a drink.”
He chuckled, “Can’t argue with that. Bartender. Two over here.”
She leaned on her hand, “So, what’s someone like you doing here?”
“Oh you know, long day. Big event coming up.”
She raised her eyebrow, “Big event?”
He nodded, “Yep, you know the band Andrew Eats the Pixie?” He tapped his chest, “I’m their manager, their concert’s tomorrow.”
She faked her surprise, “No way. I’m such a fan of them.” She smiled, “You must work so hard.”
He scratched the back of his neck, “Yeah it’s hard work, but they’re good kids.” He held his hand out, “I’m Gareth by the way.”
She shook his hand, “Ashley.” She scooted closer, “So, tell me more about you. Surely you’re much more than just their manager...”
“Oh well, you know,” He chuckled, “I take care of them.”
She hummed, “I’ll bet.” She smirked, “I wish I had someone like that.”
“A manager?” He raised an eyebrow, “Or someone to take care of you?”
She giggled, “Honestly, I could go for either. But I guess what I’d really want would be to meet them, at least once. I’m jealous.”
“Well you know, they’re busy guys.” He shrugged, “They can take care of themselves, but they’d explode from stress if they had to. That’s why they hired me.”
“You know...” She sipped at her drink, “I’d be really grateful if you could get me a meeting with them...” She ran her foot up his leg slowly, “Very grateful.”
He put his glass down, “Before I get the wrong idea, what exactly do you mean by very grateful?”
“As in,” She leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I’d let you take me into that bathroom and fuck my brains out, how’s that for grateful?”
He swallowed, eyebrow rising, “I’d say that’s a nice level of grateful, then I’d let you lead the way.”
She stood, hips swaying as she walked away, “Then follow me and get your prize, Gareth.”
He watched her hips sashay from side to side before standing and following, “Don’t have to tell me twice...”
A minute later Ashley was down on her knees, frantically undoing Gareth’s zipper and pulling his pants down. She reached in and pulled him free, his cock resting nicely in her hand. She licked her lips, “You have a nice dick, Gareth, wonder if it tastes as good as it looks?”
She leaned forward, her tongue flicking over the head and teasing down his shaft. Her hand played idly with his balls, the other slowly squeezing his ass. She opened her mouth and took the head in her mouth, licking at the underside as she pushed herself forward. She went forward until she felt herself about to gag, then pulled back. Slowly and steadily she pumped her head back and forth, the salty taste of his pre-cum starting to drive her into a frenzy.
He placed his hand on top of her head, guiding her back and forth but content to let her control the pace. She seemed to know what she was doing after all. She pulled back to suck on the head, her hands coming up to pump back and forth along his shaft, the sensation absolutely incredible.
“Fuck me...” He moaned, “How old are you that you know to do this so well?”
She giggled, speaking around a mouthful of cock, “I’m eighteen. Just like to have fun.”
He chuckled, “F-fuck, I can...” He groaned deeply as she pulled off and took his balls in her mouth, “I can tell.”
“Oh trust me. You haven’t seen the half of it.” She pulled out the phone and handed it to him, “I want you to take pictures of this. All of it.”
His eyes widened, “Jesus, I’m so glad they convinced me to take a break.” He snapped a picture as she posed, cock halfway down her throat and a smile on her face.
“Me too...” She pulled back, a trail of spit leading from his head to her lips, “Get in that cubicle and sit down.”
He followed her instructions instantly, “Yes ma�
��am.”
She walked over, closing the door behind her, “Do you want to fuck me?”
“God, yes.”
She smirked, “How much do you want it?”
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