Devotion and Desire, chapter 1
The whole mess started at the VMAS. I wondered why Cool went in a separate ride from Armstrong his wife Adie, my girlfriend Brittney and I. Adie just smiled at me.
"Tré has a new girlfriend and she is very panic prone," she said
Panic prone like me.
Suddenly a limo pulled up. I wondered if it was Cool and his new lass. Cool came out with his horny grin fixing his tie. They must of fucked.
"Well come on baby" He said "come on and meet the guys."
A foot came out of the car. The only thing I saw was a shoe it was black with a heel. How fucking obvious. But wait I know those legs. I know one pair of long and slender legs. And I saw her grab Cool's hand with the soft delicate boney fingers I knew. It was her. My beautiful Ex girlfriend Nikki who I left behind for the band. Her brown straight hair fell to her shoulders. She looked more beautiful than she did.
Suddenly she stopped in her tracks. Her brown eyes widened as she looked up at me.
"Michael?" she whispered "I've been looking for my band to open for yours! Oh my god."
She ran up and hugged me. I was speechless I said something stupid then:
"You're in a band?" I asked
She nodded her head.
"The kinky girls of Summer I play bass I opened for Muse this year and introduced me to Tré."
Typical she always tied me up during up during sex. Finally she smiled:
"Wanna get a drink and chat?"
I nodded my head.
"Sure."
Suddenly Brittney pissed as hell pushed her out of the way.
"Sorry he's mine," she snarled.
"Brittney! She won't do anything to me let us talk!"
She snarled:
"Fine go."
Nikki and I walked inside as one of my great memories of her popped into my head: The night I lost my innocence to her:
We entered her house and we kissed with passion. She won dominance quickly as she thrusted her tongue inside. This was the night I would always remember. I barely remember going up the stairs before she pushed me onto the bed. I slowly felt my hands being tied to the bed.
"What the hell?"
She put her finger to my lips then tied a cloth around my mouth. She kissed up my jawline. Billie taught about this thing what was it called bondage. She ran her hands through my hair. Tears fell down my eyes mainly because I was kinda scared. She kissed my neck. A moan escaped from my throat. She kissed the center of my neck I gulped and screamed.
She finally tore off my pants so I was in my boxers. Then she put on a strip show for me. She was stripped down to her bra and underwear. Oh it was hot black laced with pink on the edges.
She licked my chest around my nipples I closed my eyes and moaned again. I begged for her beneath my gag. She finally pulled down my boxers. I was naked before her. I closed my eyes tightly knowing this was the moment I've been waiting for.
"Are you ready?" she whispered, "if not I am not being accused of raping you."
I nodded my head. "Yes! Yes!" I begged beneath the gag. Finally our bodies intertwined. I was inside her. She ran her hands through my hair occasionally grabbing the clumps of hair occasionally.
I screamed her name beneath the gag and she screamed mine. She finally rolled off me kissing my forehead.
"Oh Michael," she whispered "you're amazing!"
I opened my eyes and smiled. That's when I realized:
I was still in love with her.
"Tré has a new girlfriend and she is very panic prone," she said
Panic prone like me.
Suddenly a limo pulled up. I wondered if it was Cool and his new lass. Cool came out with his horny grin fixing his tie. They must of fucked.
"Well come on baby" He said "come on and meet the guys."
A foot came out of the car. The only thing I saw was a shoe it was black with a heel. How fucking obvious. But wait I know those legs. I know one pair of long and slender legs. And I saw her grab Cool's hand with the soft delicate boney fingers I knew. It was her. My beautiful Ex girlfriend Nikki who I left behind for the band. Her brown straight hair fell to her shoulders. She looked more beautiful than she did.
Suddenly she stopped in her tracks. Her brown eyes widened as she looked up at me.
"Michael?" she whispered "I've been looking for my band to open for yours! Oh my god."
She ran up and hugged me. I was speechless I said something stupid then:
"You're in a band?" I asked
She nodded her head.
"The kinky girls of Summer I play bass I opened for Muse this year and introduced me to Tré."
Typical she always tied me up during up during sex. Finally she smiled:
"Wanna get a drink and chat?"
I nodded my head.
"Sure."
Suddenly Brittney pissed as hell pushed her out of the way.
"Sorry he's mine," she snarled.
"Brittney! She won't do anything to me let us talk!"
She snarled:
"Fine go."
Nikki and I walked inside as one of my great memories of her popped into my head: The night I lost my innocence to her:
We entered her house and we kissed with passion. She won dominance quickly as she thrusted her tongue inside. This was the night I would always remember. I barely remember going up the stairs before she pushed me onto the bed. I slowly felt my hands being tied to the bed.
"What the hell?"
She put her finger to my lips then tied a cloth around my mouth. She kissed up my jawline. Billie taught about this thing what was it called bondage. She ran her hands through my hair. Tears fell down my eyes mainly because I was kinda scared. She kissed my neck. A moan escaped from my throat. She kissed the center of my neck I gulped and screamed.
She finally tore off my pants so I was in my boxers. Then she put on a strip show for me. She was stripped down to her bra and underwear. Oh it was hot black laced with pink on the edges.
She licked my chest around my nipples I closed my eyes and moaned again. I begged for her beneath my gag. She finally pulled down my boxers. I was naked before her. I closed my eyes tightly knowing this was the moment I've been waiting for.
"Are you ready?" she whispered, "if not I am not being accused of raping you."
I nodded my head. "Yes! Yes!" I begged beneath the gag. Finally our bodies intertwined. I was inside her. She ran her hands through my hair occasionally grabbing the clumps of hair occasionally.
I screamed her name beneath the gag and she screamed mine. She finally rolled off me kissing my forehead.
"Oh Michael," she whispered "you're amazing!"
I opened my eyes and smiled. That's when I realized:
I was still in love with her.
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