Groupie Slut

When I was 19yrs old I was working at the Spectrum arena in 1975. I worked in the promotions department and distributed flyers and programs and stuff around the facility. Also brought interoffice and USPS mail around to the different departments.

There was a cute but kind of ditzy blond girl who worked as a receptionist and typist in the Boxing Office and sometimes at lunch or in the mid-afternoon we would get together in a deserted area of the complex and smoke a joint together.

This one time it was the day before a big show, the Rolling Stones band was gonna play two nights. They had the Muscle Shoals rhythm section and backup singers, a whole menagerie of musicians, roadies, sound & light guys, a very big crew.

Anyway, I think it was the first day, hours before the first show and maybe 2pm I met with this girl in a quiet area way backstage. There were still too many folks around to just light up a joint so she took me into the ladies room. Back in those days, except for the singers, there weren't many women in the behind the scenes parts of the music tour business, so the chances of a woman coming in while we were there was pretty slim.

So we were in the ladies and passing the joint back & forth and she's telling me how she's already high because at lunchtime she blew a joint with "The horn player, B***y K*s who's with the Band."

She said he was there for an early sound check or something and she got high with him. Said he had a joint of some great weed.

Now this girl, I really don't remember her name after all these years, she was maybe 22ish and had lots of wavy blonde hair that was borderline frizzy, but still really soft and a nice yellow blonde color. She was slim, maybe 110 lbs on a tall 5'8" at least and had some pretty healthy lungs on her. No ass to speak of and I couldn't see her legs cause she wore jeans. Those would be dark blue denim and what they called elephant bells. So she was decent but no showgirl.

Anyway, she went on and told me that after they blew that joint, she blew the guy.

She said he was cool and he told her he could sure use some "sisterly love in the city of brotherly love" and he took her hand and placed it on his dick. She could feel he was hard and she was jazzed to be sucking cock for a guy in the Rolling Stones band.

She didn't say at the time, but I bet he was telling her how he could get her in to meet the band and maybe she would get to suck some rock royalty.

Like I said, she was cool enough but also no rocket scientist.

So she's telling me all this and I'm thinking I might get lucky myself the way she's talking.

I was teasing her and asked if she was good at it. At giving blowjobs. She laughed this stoned and loud laugh and said like "Fuck yeah, I'm good at it!"

I told her I like a girl who knows what she's doing and moved in to kiss her.

Her mouth tasted like the joint we just smoked and a little like the gum she was chewing before.

It didn't come to me for a few seconds that an hour or two ago she was sucking the horn player's dick. When I did think of it, it made me hotter for her. I love me a kinky bitch who sucks dick good. So we're kissing and I'm groping her tits and she's pulling my belt to unbuckle it when son of a bitch if the door doesn't open with a whoosh and an older woman in her 50s I guess and in an usher's uniform comes in!

I kind of laughed and saluted the blonde and the lady usher and breezed out of there.

So I got skunked but that night I took my gf to the concert and we had a ball. Honestly don't remember what we did after but I'm sure we got home and fucked our brains out.

The kicker to the story is that the blonde told me she got high and sucked off this particular famous sax player and that he was a cool older Black guy. So the guy she partied with might possibly have been in the backup band, but he might also have been a roadie or some random laborer. He certainly was not the man she believed him to be. LOL