Stricken Rock Series: Complete Box Set

by S. K. Logsdon

  “It’s okay sweetie. It’s okay,” she purrs into my ear, urging me forward. I let a soft moan leave my lips.

  This is so fucking hot! I am about to come in the middle of a club, rubbing my clit on a lesbians leg. How hot is that! So fucking hot! Oh god. I’m…. I’m…. oh yeah! She nips my neck with her teeth. OH FUCK! I explode into a thousand of needy little pieces and wrap my hands around her neck pulling her into a tight hug. My bodies shaking with orgasm tremors. I can’t stop. She lets go of my ass and holds me close caressing my back. My body trembles.

  “It’s alright. I got you,” she whispers into my ear and my pussy thumps to be released again. I knew my core was a needy whore but I never realized she was this bad.

  “Thanks,” I huff, catching my breath coming down from an amazing orgasmic high.

  She tucks her face in my neck and sucks gently. I press the back of her head inviting her into my neck more and savor the closeness. It’s been weeks since I’ve had anything like this and she feels so good and silky soft. I caress her hair and she’s breathing heavy at my neck. The warmth of her breath is so hot.

  “You’re beautiful Emily. So very beautiful,” she says, licking me with a moan.

  “You’re the more beautiful one,” I comment, my voice hoarse with need.

  She grabs my ass and pulls me close. “I want you to follow me to the bathroom in the very back,” she whispers next to my ear, nibbling the lobe with her teeth. A burst of craving swallows up my insides.

  “What? Why?” I sigh through the pleasure. I can’t believe we are doing this on a dance floor. I’m sure half of the band guys are watching but I am too engrossed to care. This feels so wonderful. I’m a single adult. I can enjoy a lesbian if I want.

  “I’ll show you when we get there. I promise I won’t make you do anything you’re not already thinking of doing,” she whispers in that angelic voice and she’s hooked me.

  “Okay,” I moan between my teeth.

  She snatches up my hand and pulls me through the crowd rather fast. I see Johnathan out of the corner of my eyes. He has three women all over him. I think I just saw one licking his neck. Must be the going thing tonight.

  She pulls me through some back doors and into an office area. This isn’t the normal part of the club anymore.

  “What? Why are we here? This isn’t the club part anymore.” I stop and she tries to keep pulling me.

  “I know Manny the owner. I do his promotions. This is the office. There’s a women’s bathroom right around the corner.” She tugs and I start moving again. And into a three-stall rather fancy bathroom we go. It smells like vanilla and it’s impeccably clean.

  I stop in front of the sinks not sure what I am supposed to do. Her eyes are on fire and I know she’s as hot as I am.

  “I know you’ve never been with a woman,” she says.

  Well is it that obvious? It can’t be that hard can it? Do I want to do it? Yes. I do. I’m fucking horny and I want it. I want her.

  “Yeah,” I frown.

  She comes closer and slides her silky hand down my arm.

  “No, Emily it’s okay. I was just saying I know you haven’t and that’s okay. I’ve never been with a man if that helps. But I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want. Just let me steer and if you want to join in, do. If not, I will do it all. I don’t mind,” she says softly in her heavenly voice. She’s so sweet and sexy and I have no idea why a woman this hot would want me. But apparently she does.

  “Okay,” I exhale, scared.

  “Here,” she says, grasping my hips.

  “Get up on the sink.” I jump and she lifts and my butt lands on the chilly swirled marble counter.

  “I’m going to take off your shoes.” She reaches down and slides them off slowly and drops them onto the floor. Kissing my instep and running her finger from my heel to my knee and up to the thin fabric covering my core. I squirm. Oh she’s so soft and so gentle. So unlike a man.

  She steps up between my legs and I lift my butt and help her glide my fishnets and panties off. Claire brushes my hair away from my face and nuzzles my ear.

  “I promise to go slow and tell you everything I’m doing. I don’t want you to be scared,” she purrs into my ear in a hot steamy whisper that ignites my passion more.

  I nod and take a deep cleansing breath. I am so nervous. I’ve never been this nervous before. Not that I have much experience or anything.

  “Would you like me to touch your breasts, Emily? Or do you want me to leave them alone?” she asks sweetly, kissing my neck, her body tucked between my legs. I wrap my legs around her and pull her to me. My core is screaming to be touched.

  “Whatever you’d prefer,” I make out. My voice is choppy with nerves.

  “I would love to suck your nipples. Your breasts are so beautiful.” She moves from my neck and stands peering down at my cleavage out of the top of my corset. Running a finger across my breast, she ignites the burning in my stomach and my heart thuds in my chest. I lick my lips.

  “Would you like to touch mine?” she asks, looking into my eyes, fingering my cleavage.

  I nod. Suddenly I can feel the saliva pooling in my mouth. I do want to touch her nipples. I bet they’re just as hot as she is.

  She slowly unbuttons her blouse and drops it off her shoulders. It’s so erotic and sensual to watch her do that. Her bra is white like her shirt and lacy. With expert only like a woman has she flicks her wrist and unclasps the back letting it full forward exposing the most beautiful, softest heavy breasts I’ve ever seen in my life. Her nipples are big, hard and pink. After tossing the rest of her bra away she unbuckles her pants and lets them fall to the ground kicking them and her shoes off leaving her in only a pair of sexy black thong underwear. God she’s beautiful. Curvy, perfect and flawless. I’m jealous of all she has to offer. Without a word Claire and her perfect dainty hands make their way down the front of my corset unlatching the whole way down. Once it’s open I can breathe ten times better and she hugs me close our bare breasts smashing into the other. It feels so wonderful, sexy and soft. I never thought being with a woman would turn me on this much. But I love it.

  “I’m going to taste you now. Go ahead and touch if you’d like.” She cups her own breast, offering it to me.

  She bends her neck down and sucks my nipple into her mouth I let out a loud gasp at the contact. Her mouth is warm, sultry and perfect. Swirling her tongue and nibbling on my nipple, I moan and reach out to touch her. I need to touch her. Her skin on mine is like heaven on earth.

  I caress the side of her breast it’s like a big fluffy sexy pillow. “It’s okay, touch the nipple. It wants you to touch it,” she says with a groan, my nipple between her teeth. She bites down and I gasp, pressing her face into my chest. My core is wanton. It wants her touch. I need to come again. I can feel it building and pounding between my legs. My juices are pooling between my hot needy slit.

  I roll her nipple between my thumb and finger and she squirms and humps into me. I moan when she hits my clit with force of her thrust. Suckling my nipple, I play with hers and get lost in the moment of ecstasy.

  She pulls back suddenly, breathless, her face is flush her eyes are glowing. I feel sad I lost the grip on that beautiful nipple of hers. I reach out to snatch it up again and she takes my hand and presses it to her breast.

  “My body wants you to touch it. To feel it,” she moans, out of breath, biting her pouty bottom lip.

  “I like touching it. It’s soft,” I admit in a near whisper, on a lust filled high. And mean it. I’m not good at this.

  “I want to taste you.” She looks down my breasts and pushes back my skirt to reveal a small patch of red hair just above my bare pussy. “Oh, it’s perfect,” she groans. “Can I taste it?” She asks sweetly. I can’t deny that voice anything. It’s so perfect and sexy.

  I nod, biting my lip.

  “I’m going to make you feel so good and I’m going to play with myself while I do it,” she states greedily.
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  Kneeling on the floor between my legs I open myself up to her and scoot forward so my butt is a little over the side of the counter. This is so hot! She looks up into my eyes from between my legs. She’s so beautiful and sexy and perfect. I wish I looked half as good as her. And that lustful glint in her eye pushes my burning over the edge. I need her mouth on me.

  “Please,” I plead in a whisper.

  “Oh yes,” she moans in a hiss and takes a finger, sliding it up and down my wet slit. I throw my head back and grab the edge of the counter.

  “Oh god!” I pant.

  “You’re so wet and so soft and perfect,” She purrs sexily, rubbing her finger up and down me. I’m on edge and her finger feels so good. “Do you want me to touch you here?” she asks, rubbing my clit in a circle. “Or here?” she pokes her finger just a little into my tight hole. I squirm and whimper wanting more. “I think your greedy little pussy wants me to touch both,” she states seductively. Her hot breath tantalizing my skin.

  I bob my head a lot, agreeing, breathing heavily. Her finger at my core has me on fire. My body is aching for a release. I want her on me. Bad. So bad!

  “Have you been a good enough girl? To be touched?” she asks, her voice is dripping with sex.

  “I’ve been a very good girl,” I whimper, tightening my grip on the edge, her finger swirling around my hole.

  “Does your greedy little body want more? How about I give it even more of what it wants,” she moans and slides her finger over my back entrance. I clinch up and freeze. I’ve never had anyone touch me there before.

  “Oh baby, it’s a virgin, isn’t it? How about I make it feel real good?” She circles my back hole with her finger.

  I whimper. It feels so good. It all feels so good. I want her to touch me. I want her on me. Her skin is so soft and she’s so sexy. Oh god please touch me more! Give me more!

  I bob my head.

  “Do you want me to finger my pussy? While I fuck your ass with my tongue?” she growls.

  “Yes,” I moan, begging to be touched. She’s teasing me and taunting me and I just want to come. I want to have her all over me. I need it so bad!

  “Yes what Emily?” she demands.

  “Yes. I want you to play with your pussy,” I croak out, my body is shaking with desire.

  “And?” She’s stern.

  “I want you to fuck my ass with your tongue.” I’m panting so hard. I can’t hardly sit still. She just keeps circling my hole with her fingertip. I’m on edge.

  “That’s right baby,” she says and she shoves her tongue at my rear hole. I scream out in pleasure! I’m about to come. Oh god!

  “Yes,” I hiss between my teeth bucking my ass to her tongue. I can hear her loudly fingering herself. The slapping of her fingers in her pussy is driving me wild. She’s tonguing me hard and moaning. Oh god! Yes! Oh yes!

  “Fuck!” I scream and fist my hair and I come so hard I shudder, grabbing her head and force her tongue to my ass. “Yesssss,” I moan, making her bob her tongue at my hole. I’m still twitching from an orgasm and I can instantly feel another one coming. It’s burning in my belly. This has never happened this quick before. Oh god!

  She’s moaning and pounding her sweet hot pussy with her fingers. The urgency of her tongue on my ass tells me she’s about to come too. So I grab her hair and thrust my ass against her tongue fast and hard. I know she’s loving it because she’s moaning so loud it’s echoing with mine. She comes loud and sucks her lips to my hole, screaming. Her breathing heaving in and out. I’m still on the edge. I know I need to come again. She takes a minute to stop twitching and I let go of her hair. She grabs onto my hips, knowing I need more. And laps my ass hard and fast with neediness. I can feel it building again. Oh I’m already close. Fuck!

  “Oh yeah,” I moan.

  “Say it!” she demands. “Say it!”

  “Fuck my ass baby. Fuck my ass,” I cry out and she plows it with her tongue, I arch my back and shatter into perfect orgasmic pieces. I grab her hair coming down from my release and twitch until my toes uncurl.

  She stops lapping my hole once I’m done and lets my legs fall. They feel heavy and I’m perfectly sated. She stands her face red from fucking me with her tongue. A perfect smile draws from her pouty lips.

  “That was so hot,” she says, breathing heavily.

  I smile still panting, my mouth is dry. “Wow,” is all I can muster.

  We get dressed. And we make sure our hair is back looking half normal. Which I think we succeed. She intertwines her fingers with mine and we walk out of the bathroom hand in hand like nothing happened.

  We reach the club and I find James standing outside the door we entered in through to go into the office area. He shoots me a sly smile. Yep, James knows I just got sated by a lesbian. Horny pregnant twenty four year old can’t help that she likes a very sexy woman named Claire with has a magic tongue like Johnathan has a magic penis. Maybe that’s why he named his record company Magic records. That might be a topic of conversation one of these days.

  “Thanks,” she says squeezing my hand.

  “For what? You’re the one that did all the work,” I say standing next our table.

  “Yeah, but I wanted to. And maybe sometime we can do that again. If not, that’s okay too. But what I was planning on talking to you about is I want to talk some campaigns with you to use the band for. There are a bunch of companies who would die to get their hands on Stricken to promote their products. The guys would make a boatload of cash and likely get a bunch of free gear. It’s kind of like sponsorships. I work at the LA office mostly and I know you have eight more weeks of touring but maybe if we talk in the meantime I can set some stuff up and maybe test out the waters. I wouldn’t sign Stricken to us exclusively because I know that’s asking a bit much. But I’d love to work with them. You think it over,” she says, sliding me over two business cards.

  “My work numbers and work email are on the front and I already put my cell number and my personal email on the back. Get a hold of me about this please or get a hold of me for other things if you’d like. I know I would.” She eyes me up and down.

  I blush. “You’re a charmer, you know.”

  “No, I just know what I want and I will do whatever I can to have it,” she says, licking her lips. She’s so beautiful. I wonder why she went into the advertising world to work behind the scenes when she’d make the perfect model.

  “What are you thinking?” she asks. Shit! I must have looked too deep in thought. I hate when I do that.

  “I was just thinking you are very beautiful and I can’t believe you don’t model,” I blurt honestly.

  She chuckles. “I’m not the one who should be modeling, you are. Seriously. I have a few agencies who would die to have a petite big breasted redhead with a luscious ass.” She gooses me. “Plus I’m too old to model,” She adds.

  “You really like asses don’t you? And there is no way you’re too old.”

  “Oh honey you have no idea how much I love asses.” She smiles darkly and slides her hand over my backside again, softer this time. Goose bumps flow over my skin. “Especially yours… And yes, I am too old. Maybe if I was twenty-five I’d model but I’m closing in on forty in the next two years. I’m past that prime.”

  Holy shit! I resist the urge to allow my mouth to fall to the floor. I don’t want to insult her. This woman standing in front of me looks no older than maybe twenty seven on a bad night. And she’s thirty eight. I just screwed a thirty eight year old lesbian in the bathroom. She’s fourteen years older than me. Hot damn! But she’s gorgeous.

  “I would have never guessed,” I say politely.

  “About what? My age or how much I like asses? Cause there’s a whole lot more I’d love to do to that hot ass of yours that would include a lot more than just using my tongue.” She winks seductively. My belly burns again. Someone just turned up the heat.

  “Your age,” I choke out.

  “Well, how old are you? I k
now I don’t look thirty eight but sometimes I feel it. Other than tonight, of course.” She eyes me sexily. Man, she must still be horned up with all these hot little innuendos.

  “I’m twenty four,” I blurt.

  Now, her mouth falls open in disbelief.

  “What? Are you serious?” She asks, completely taken back.

  “That’s what it says on my birth certificate and driver’s license.” I kid.

  “Shit, well you’re the youngest woman I’ve been with by four years,” she reveals.

  “Is that okay?”

  “Hell yes sweetheart, you keep me young.” She grabs my ass again. Her fetish with asses is definitely something to be taken seriously.

  We talk a little more and say our goodnights and I ride with James back to the hotel. It was a good night tonight. I don’t feel guilty at all for enjoying Claire and I look forward to working with her in the future. She’s more dominate than I first thought, especially in the sex department but I don’t think we’ll be heading down that road again anytime soon. Although I like her and I could see us becoming friends. If she can stay away from trying to lick me the next time I see her. But only time will tell.

  Chapter Twenty Three

  I open my eyes. What the hell? Who in the world is pounding on the door at? I look over at the alarm clock next to my bed. Eight ten in the damn morning. The pounding continues. So I slide out of bed.