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Women Only
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Straight Female / 32
We had our girls only trip last weekend. A concert we all wanted to see, a band we have seen many times. We partied with the band before I got married. Becky fucked them one at a time in front of everyone. We were wild girls.
We stopped all that and all by Becky got married. Talking about the old days and desire to let loose, we planned one more trip. Our husbands and Becky's BF went to fishing camp. We rented a motor home unit and stocked it with everything. We hired an old bus driver to take us there and back. We drank some moon shine drink apple pie and told stories on each other. The driver was nice and laughed with us. We offered him drinks, he would not take one.
Half way there we stopped, the driver needed sleep. he took the back bed and we kept waking him up. On his way out of the toilet Becky ask him if a blow job would help him relax?? Ah I Ah I don't know. He was a bit confused and bashful it seemed. She took off her clothes and followed him to the bed. Could hear her slurping and him moaning, finally his moans of completion. She let him play with her tits while she sucked him off.
We finally passed out, Becky on the floor nude. The sun woke me first and I looked around. We looked like shit. Becky once had magic tits, now a saggy mess. I had gained weight and not as pretty as I once was. I worried I would not only look young enough for the band, my own husband might get turned off by my looks.
I had a depressed feeling the rest of the trip. Drinks did nothing to fix this, actually made it a little worse.
we arrived and early enough to see the roadies setting up. Invited band members over to party. memories of us helped, we got a mercy visit. Becky and Vicky fucked the drummer, did a little three some action. he left right after, not sticking around to have more of us. I had not planned to fuck anyone this trip. Be the wife and just enjoy the back stage fun, watch the others and maybe a young girl do what we once did.
The concert finished around midnight and we got our back stage passes. The band had busses and I ended up on the roadie buss. Looked for the others, could see no one. I was about drunk now and drinking more. These guys were smoking pot and doing coke. Wanted me to try it, I DONT DO DRUGS. just booze. The smoke was choking for me and I think it effected me. Young guy with huge muscles and nasty looking hair ask, you married?? Yes, just having fun with my friends.
He gets undressed and told me I looked hot. This made me feel good and in my condition it triggered my brain. I hit fun mood and stupid brained. He took my clothes off and fucked me on the bus seat. The other guys were doing coke and cheering him on. Kurt was his name and he was preforming for the guys. Had been here before many times, just long ago. When Kurt finished I reached for my clothes when some guy stuck his cock in my face. Give me a blow job, I said no, he said how about some ass hole, I sucked his cock. Have been hurt by cocks and bottles stuck up me. I don't want that again.
while I am sucking him I feel my legs going up and a dick going in me. Do as I had in the past, I do as a good woman should, I work my body my stomach muscles and my pussy feel so good he wants nothing else. If I don't I know what will happen. I become an experiment. Wine and beer bottles in every hole I have. few pictures and I am the bus bottle bitch. In todays world I could be an internet smash. Don't need my husband to see that.
The guy who wanted ass fuck me got a good blow job as well. Once he pops he will be finished pretty quick. It takes a long time for this guy to cum, he is pretty high. In this time I have finished one guy off and now the third guy is in me. None wearing condoms and each more nasty than the last. I hear the guys complement my pussy and how good I am to fuck. Now its dark but not that dark. this guy is black, I don't like this at all. I don't care for this shit. he takes his turn and he goes to work on me. Like the others he tells how good the pussy is, Kurt said get some of that ass Rodney. No, this is what I want. Thankfully he does not last long, each have not worried about cumming in me, no worry about following the other.
I worry I will take some STD back home. I also worry about the sex getting far to rough. Have seen girls get fucked up and beaten pretty bad. Yet another takes a turn and they don't say this guys name, not a band member, he is a stranger. Seems one of the roadies found some guys to just come fuck me. I am not as drunk as I was, I want to survive the night. I push the guy off me and he accepts it. I look at Kurt and ask him to fuck me again. Can we go to his bunk and be alone. Oh yes, lets go have some private time. He takes a his of coke and dives in the bunk. I get on top of him. He is fired up and wants some rough sex. He sticks his four fingers in me, I want to fish you bitch. Tell him I need to get something from my pants. Its for him, some meth to try. He pushes me out, Get it we can party.
I get my clothes and don't stop walking. I get out the door and run nude to our motor home. the driver lets me on and locks the doors. We are missing Becky and no one has seen her. Other two were kicked off the band bus after told to blow everyone on the bus. We got some knives from the bus and looked for Becky. We ask if anyone had seen her, some girl said she was behind the stage. They were pulling a train on her. Told the others to stay put, I went to get her. She was passed out on the crate with beer bottles sticking up her. I got a security guy to help, we got her on the bus.
We each visited the Dr and got some test done. She gave us some powerful antibiotics, waiting for tests results. I told my husband I had been raped, worried I may have something. He is pissed and wants to kill the band members. Vicky's husband kicked her out of the house. Said she knew what would happen, she wanted it. He would never see her again. She is living with us now. She is torn up. Becky is not the same person at all. She told guys were in line and refused to allow her to get up. Some guys held her arms and legs. She pissed in the floor and on the crate while they fucked her.
Will not do this again,
We stopped all that and all by Becky got married. Talking about the old days and desire to let loose, we planned one more trip. Our husbands and Becky's BF went to fishing camp. We rented a motor home unit and stocked it with everything. We hired an old bus driver to take us there and back. We drank some moon shine drink apple pie and told stories on each other. The driver was nice and laughed with us. We offered him drinks, he would not take one.
Half way there we stopped, the driver needed sleep. he took the back bed and we kept waking him up. On his way out of the toilet Becky ask him if a blow job would help him relax?? Ah I Ah I don't know. He was a bit confused and bashful it seemed. She took off her clothes and followed him to the bed. Could hear her slurping and him moaning, finally his moans of completion. She let him play with her tits while she sucked him off.
We finally passed out, Becky on the floor nude. The sun woke me first and I looked around. We looked like shit. Becky once had magic tits, now a saggy mess. I had gained weight and not as pretty as I once was. I worried I would not only look young enough for the band, my own husband might get turned off by my looks.
I had a depressed feeling the rest of the trip. Drinks did nothing to fix this, actually made it a little worse.
we arrived and early enough to see the roadies setting up. Invited band members over to party. memories of us helped, we got a mercy visit. Becky and Vicky fucked the drummer, did a little three some action. he left right after, not sticking around to have more of us. I had not planned to fuck anyone this trip. Be the wife and just enjoy the back stage fun, watch the others and maybe a young girl do what we once did.
The concert finished around midnight and we got our back stage passes. The band had busses and I ended up on the roadie buss. Looked for the others, could see no one. I was about drunk now and drinking more. These guys were smoking pot and doing coke. Wanted me to try it, I DONT DO DRUGS. just booze. The smoke was choking for me and I think it effected me. Young guy with huge muscles and nasty looking hair ask, you married?? Yes, just having fun with my friends.
He gets undressed and told me I looked hot. This made me feel good and in my condition it triggered my brain. I hit fun mood and stupid brained. He took my clothes off and fucked me on the bus seat. The other guys were doing coke and cheering him on. Kurt was his name and he was preforming for the guys. Had been here before many times, just long ago. When Kurt finished I reached for my clothes when some guy stuck his cock in my face. Give me a blow job, I said no, he said how about some ass hole, I sucked his cock. Have been hurt by cocks and bottles stuck up me. I don't want that again.
while I am sucking him I feel my legs going up and a dick going in me. Do as I had in the past, I do as a good woman should, I work my body my stomach muscles and my pussy feel so good he wants nothing else. If I don't I know what will happen. I become an experiment. Wine and beer bottles in every hole I have. few pictures and I am the bus bottle bitch. In todays world I could be an internet smash. Don't need my husband to see that.
The guy who wanted ass fuck me got a good blow job as well. Once he pops he will be finished pretty quick. It takes a long time for this guy to cum, he is pretty high. In this time I have finished one guy off and now the third guy is in me. None wearing condoms and each more nasty than the last. I hear the guys complement my pussy and how good I am to fuck. Now its dark but not that dark. this guy is black, I don't like this at all. I don't care for this shit. he takes his turn and he goes to work on me. Like the others he tells how good the pussy is, Kurt said get some of that ass Rodney. No, this is what I want. Thankfully he does not last long, each have not worried about cumming in me, no worry about following the other.
I worry I will take some STD back home. I also worry about the sex getting far to rough. Have seen girls get fucked up and beaten pretty bad. Yet another takes a turn and they don't say this guys name, not a band member, he is a stranger. Seems one of the roadies found some guys to just come fuck me. I am not as drunk as I was, I want to survive the night. I push the guy off me and he accepts it. I look at Kurt and ask him to fuck me again. Can we go to his bunk and be alone. Oh yes, lets go have some private time. He takes a his of coke and dives in the bunk. I get on top of him. He is fired up and wants some rough sex. He sticks his four fingers in me, I want to fish you bitch. Tell him I need to get something from my pants. Its for him, some meth to try. He pushes me out, Get it we can party.
I get my clothes and don't stop walking. I get out the door and run nude to our motor home. the driver lets me on and locks the doors. We are missing Becky and no one has seen her. Other two were kicked off the band bus after told to blow everyone on the bus. We got some knives from the bus and looked for Becky. We ask if anyone had seen her, some girl said she was behind the stage. They were pulling a train on her. Told the others to stay put, I went to get her. She was passed out on the crate with beer bottles sticking up her. I got a security guy to help, we got her on the bus.
We each visited the Dr and got some test done. She gave us some powerful antibiotics, waiting for tests results. I told my husband I had been raped, worried I may have something. He is pissed and wants to kill the band members. Vicky's husband kicked her out of the house. Said she knew what would happen, she wanted it. He would never see her again. She is living with us now. She is torn up. Becky is not the same person at all. She told guys were in line and refused to allow her to get up. Some guys held her arms and legs. She pissed in the floor and on the crate while they fucked her.
Will not do this again,


