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Backstage Pass (Mf)
by Ball Four

Synopsis:  A teen girl will do just about anything to get backstage to
see the lead singer of her favorite band.  She has some obstacles to
overcome.  What could possible go wrong?


ballfour45 at lycos dot com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ballfour/

## The following story contains explicit description of sexual
activity.  If you are under 18 or live where this material is not
permitted, please do not continue reading.

## This story is fiction.  Any resemblance to anyone or
anything living, dead, or undead is purely coincidental.



Backstage Pass
--------- ----

Brittany suddenly bolted upright on her bed.  She put aside her
homework.  Did the radio DJ just say what she thought he said?

The DJ continued, "...so when you hear two songs in a row by
Flutterdung be the 11th caller to win two upfront tickets plus
backstage passes for after the show."

He did say it!

Flutterdung!  That was her favorite band!  John Dunger was so dreamy!
They were coming to town in just a week!  She just had to go!

Brittany had no money and she was realistic to know that it was very
hard to be the correct caller to win tickets.  She got on the internet
and found the radio station's phone number.  She grabbed her cell
phone.

Brittany was 15.  Just a couple of months shy of 16.  The blonde
smoothed her heavy t-shirt down.  She lifted and straightened her
young tits in her bra.  She sat up straight on her bed.  She glanced
at the clock.  It was almost 8 PM.  Crazy Brian would be getting off
the air soon.  

She dialed.

"K-U-N-T" the voice answered.

"Crazy Brian?" Brittany asked.

"Yeah.  Have a request?"

"I really, really want Flutterdung tickets," she said.  She poured on
the syrupy talk.

"Be the 11th caller," Crazy Brian said.  "Or go to any TicketRipoff
outlet."

"I don't have any money.  I'd do anything," she purred.

"Yeah," he said with a sound of interest.  "How old are you?"

"I'm almost 16.  I'm blonde with blue-eyes and I have a very sexy
body."

"Yeah...uh...?"

"My name's Brittany," she said.  "It rhymes with 'touch my tits'"

"You'd have to do more than that," he said.  "Sorry, you're too young.
Besides I don't have extra tickets to give away.  Just keep listening
to the KUNT."

"But..."

Crazy Brian cut her off.  "Got to go, darling.  Pleasure talking to
you."

The phone line went dead.

Crazy Brian's voice came over the radio.  "That's it for me tonight.
Violent Violet will be in here in just a moment.  Keep listening to
the KUNT.  The sweetest, tightest, best music.

Brittany *had* to get those tickets.  She *was* going to meet John
Dunger.

***

In a couple of days it was Friday.  Brittany sat outside the station
and waited.  She had her little portable radio with her and she
listened to KUNT in her headphones.  She waited until 4 PM.  That was
when Freaky Fatima got off and Crazy Brian got on.  She sat and
hung around for Crazy Brian.  

Brittany almost missed him.  She had closed her eyes to relax just for
a few minutes when she saw the DJ walking thru the front door.

Shit!  She had meant to catch him before he went inside.  She picked
up her book bag, dropped her headphones to her neck, and hurried to
the door.

When Brittany entered, all she saw was a receptionist and a security
guard.  The DJ had already disappeared.  There was only one door.
That was where he must have gone.  She walked toward it.

"Can I help you?" the receptionist quickly called out.

Brittany ignored her.  Brittany then felt a strong hand on her
shoulder.

"That's for employees only," said the security guard.

She was forced to stop.

"I need to see Crazy Brian," she said.

"He's on the air in a minute," said the receptionist.

"Please!" she pleaded.

The receptionist shook her head.

Brittany tried to make a quick dash at the door, but the security
guard grabbed her wrist and gave her a strong yank.

"Ow!"  she responded.  "Brutality!"

"Come along," the security guard said as he dragged her out.

Outside, Brittany shook her arm.  Her wrist hurt.   She looked at the
menacing security guard who was preventing her from getting her way.

"Go on," he said.

Brittany then looked at the guard and smiled at him.  He looked to be
in his early 30s.  He was not bad looking.  He was obviously as strong
as his body looked.

"Isn't there anything I could do so I can see Crazy Brian?" she purred.

She advanced toward him.  He held his ground.  She began to rub her
body against his.  She rubbed his cock thru his pants.

She said, "I can do a lot more with my mouth than talk."

***

The security guard told the receptionist, "I'm going to let her use
the restroom."

Brittany followed the guard in.  His name was Rich.  She walked into
his office which was no more than an oversized closet.  The room was
crowded with boxes and papers.

Rich locked his door and then pushed some papers to the middle of his
desk which caused a cascade of other papers to fall to the floor.  He
sat down on the newly empty spot on his desk.

"I'll do it," Brittany said to him when he began to work on his belt.

She quickly began to open his pants up.  He lifted briefly so his
pants could be lowered just a little to make it easier to pull his
cock out.

Brittany's eyes grew.  He was pretty big and he wasn't even hard yet.
She took his cock into her hand and lowered her mouth on it.

Rich sighed in response to the lovely sensation of her warm mouth on
his cock.

Brittany backed her mouth off his cock when it grew.  Shit!  It was
like 8 inches long!  She'd never seen one so big.  She hoped he
wouldn't thrust.  He'd gag her with it.

She began to work on his cock.  She slid her mouth up and down it.
She slid her pursed lips along the sides of it.  She felt his hands
loosely on the back of her head.  At least, he wasn't ramming her
mouth forward.

"You like this, don't you?" he said.  It was more statement than
question.

"Mmmm, yea.  I like it a lot.  You have a great cock!"

"Got a lot of experience, don't you?"

"Not with big ones like yours."

Silence lapsed.  He looked down at this young teen slurping on his
cock and enjoyed every moment.  

Brittany had never been with a man.  She'd only done high school
boys.  All the boys she'd every blown would have cum already, so
she was frustrated that she still had to work on him because he
hadn't cum yet.

The girl was good and Rich felt the start of a build up.  Why not
make this last a little longer?

"Take off your shirt and bra," he said.

"What?"  she said after pulling away.  Did she hear him right?
She hoped not.

"Take your top off.  I want to see your tits."

"You just said a blowjob," she protested.

"Still just a blowjob.  I just want to see your tits.  It's part of
the deal now."

"No touching," she said as she began to pull her shirt up.

Rich's eyes bore down as he saw her bra appear.  She next reached
behind and undid her bra.

"They're not much," she said.

They were a little small, but Rich loved them.  Smaller tits made her
look even younger than big ones would do on her body.  They stood up
firm just as her youth provided.

"They're great!" he said.

Brittany was glad that he seemed satisfied.  She grabbed his cock and
resumed her sucking.  She hoped she could get him off soon.

Rich reached his arms down and grabbed a tit in each hand.  Brittany
started to back off, but he gripped her tits harder and said a firm,
"No!"

She sighed and resumed bobbing her mouth on his cock.  She soon become
used to his hands massaging her tits.  At least, he was gentle.  When
she slept with Bobby, he had practically mauled her tits.

Brittany was very, very glad when Rich was finally grunting, groaning,
and gasping.  She'd be done so she could next get tickets to
Flutterdung from Crazy Brian.  She kept the pressure on to force out
that cum.

Brittany was surprised when the security guard suddenly pulled his
cock out of her mouth.  He leaned forward and pushed his cock down.
The first cum landed on her navel.  The next blast was large.  It
landed between her tits.  He now moved his cock side-to-side and
coated her tits with his sticky, gooey cum.

Brittany was aggravated.  It was so much neater and cleaner to swallow
down a load of cum.  He just had to cum on her, didn't he?  What a
shithead!

Rich stood and handed a pen and her bra to Brittany.  "Sign your name
on the cup."

She signed "Brittany" without thinking much of it.

"Okay," he said.  "Get your shirt on.  Let's go meet Brian."

"Hey!" she said when she saw him put her bra in his drawer.

"You don't need it," he said.  "You're nice and firm.  Brian likes
girls whose tits are free, so you don't want to see him with your bra
on do you?"

Brittany guessed not.  She wanted those Flutterdung passes.

Brittany felt her shirt stick to her chest.  It was a yucky feeling.
Rich zipped up.

He led her to the studio.  Music was playing.  Brittany became
excited.  It was a Flutterdung song!

The song ended.  She saw Brian speak and heard him say,
"Congratulations, Tom Evers.  He was caller 11 and just won tickets to
Flutterdung.  Keep listening for your chance to win."

Commercials came on and Rich brought Brittany into the studio.

"This is Brittany," said Rich, "And she just had to meet you."

Brian looked Brittany up and down.  She liked that.  If Crazy Brian
thought she was attractive then all the better to get the tickets 
she wanted.

Brian smiled at the blonde girl.  She was a sexy little thing. "Have a
seat."  He nodded a "Thank you" at Rich as the guard left.

Brian put a finger to his lips and moved up to the microphone.  
"Here's Nerf Doggy with their new release 'Squeezing'."

He turned off the mike and then spun in his chair to meet this little
beauty.  Just looking at this young hot body made his cock harden.
She had obviously satisfied Rich.

"So you wanted to meet me?" Brian said.

"Yeah," gushed Brittany.  "I just love you.  I listen to you all the
time."  He was younger than she thought he would be from hearing his
voice.   He looked to be in his mid-twenties.  Even better for her.

"Thanks.  What's your name?"

"Brittany.  I called you a couple of nights ago.  I really will do
anything to get Flutterdung tickets."

Brian groaned inwardly.  He remembered her.  She was just here for
the tickets and not for him.

"I told you I don't have any extra tickets," Brian said.

Brittany stood.  She swayed her body back and forth while rubbing her
hands up and down her sides.  "Are you sure?"

Brian smiled.  His cock throbbed harder.  This girl was gorgeous.  She
wanted him.  He wanted her.

The song was over.  Brian started up some advertisements.

He then said, "Why don't you let me see everything you have?"

"Sure!" she said happily.  She was going to get Flutterdung tickets!

She began to undress.  She saw Crazy Brian's eyes ogling her.  She
loved it!

"Clean up your tits with your shirt," Brian said.  He didn't want
the guard's cum all over her when he touched her.

Brittany wiped her shirt on and in between her tits.  She couldn't
believe how much the guard had cum all over her.  She'd never seen
someone cum so much.  By the time she finished by cleaning out her
navel, her shirt had a couple of big wet spots.

Brian motioned for her to be quiet again.  He spoke into the mike,
"Let's start 11 in a row commercial free.  Tonight you are in the
KUNT."

He swiveled in his chair back to Brittany.  Tonight, he'd be in this
little cunt.  "Let's see all you got."

Brittany undid her shoes and dropped her skirt.  She then stepped
out of her thong panties.

Brian's eyes fixed on her pussy.  She had a nice little blonde
landing strip.  Brian circled his finger in the air and she spun
around for him.  Nice tight ass.  A little small on the tits but
still very nice.

He said, "Let's start off with what you showed Rich and then I'll
try some more."  

He glanced at the control panel to make sure everything was running
okay.

Brian whipped off his shirt.  He then pulled down his pants and boxers
until they were down by his ankles.  Brittany got down on her knees.
She undid his shoes and pulled his clothes off.  Brian opened his
legs and Brittany went forward.

Crazy Brian's cock was smaller than Brittany expected.  With the DJ's
voice, she expected some large, macho cock but he was just normal.
He was probably a little below average.  Most of the high school boys
she'd ever blown were bigger than Crazy Brian.

Brian enjoyed watching the young little slut work on his cock.  The
girl was obviously experienced.  He knew he wasn't getting no virgin,
but she was better than he expected.  In just a few minutes, he had to
stop her before he lost his load in her mouth.

Brian pulled her up and to him.  He kissed all over those tits.  He
could still smell Rich on her.  She had did a good job cleaning up, so
Brian was glad he didn't taste any cum.

He pushed a finger into her cunt.  She was tighter than he thought she
would be.

"Take is easy," she said.  He was being rough with his finger inside
her.

"Do you want the ticket or not?"

"It's a backstage pass also, right?"

"Yeah.  Do you want it?"

"Yes."

"Then shut up!"

Brittany grunted in response to his movements, but didn't complain.

Brian pushed her away.  He went to the microphone.  "We're in the
middle of 11 in a row.  Here's Spoon Deer with 'Renew'."

Brian stood Brittany bent over.  Her hands were on the control board.

"Don't touch any buttons," Brian said.

He moved behind her.  He kicked her legs a little wider.  He lined up
his cock with her pussy and pushed in.  He immediately started to 
thrust in and out of her.  Her almost 16-year old pussy was tight and
sweet to him.

Brittany gripped tightly against the panel.  She didn't want to get
pushed into the knobs, buttons, and sliders.  It wasn't that she was
concerned that she might mess up his settings.  She could tell it
would hurt.  Especially her tits.

He rammed his cock into Brittany.  He was no Romeo to her.  She didn't
get much of a sexual buzz from his fucking.  She just had to focus on
what she was here for.  She was here to get into the Flutterdung
concert and not to get an orgasm.  An orgasm would be nice but if it
didn't happen which it felt like it wouldn't, it would be no big deal.

Crazy Brian pulled out, "Hold on a second."  He activated the mike.
"I am in the KUNT.  Are you?  11 in a row."

Mike off.  He pushed back into her.  "One!" he said as he rammed his
cock hard into her pussy.  "Two!"

Brittany grimaced as he counted to 11.  It was hard for her to get
into it and so make him cum when he wasn't that good at it.

After the 11th ram into her, he started to move normally into her.
Brittany was even feeling some sensations.  In just a couple of
minutes, he started to drive faster into her.  Brittany felt relief.
He was finally going to cum.

"Oh, yeah, you little slut whore!  You like this, don't you?" he
said.

"Mmmmm," she lied.  She started to push back just to try to get it
over with.

Crazy Brian gripped her hips tightly.  Brittany tried to twist away
in pain, but his hold was strong.  She felt his cock stop inside her
and then felt his cum.

"Oh, yes.  Take it!  Take it!" Brian exclaimed.

Brian's hands relaxed on her hips and then Brittany relaxed.  She
stood up straight.  The sexual position was very, very uncomfortable.

Brittany walked over to her clothes.

"Hey!" he said.  "Don't be so fast to get dressed."

Brittany sighed.  Did he want to do it again?

"I just want a nice view for a little while.  Don't worry.  You'll get
your backstage pass."

She stood uncertain what to do next.

Crazy Brian said, "Use your panties to clean your pussy up and then
give them to me."

Was she going to lose her panties too?  It was a good thing there
wasn't one more guy to do.  She did as he suggested.  She saw how he
watched her intently.  The longer she was around him the more the
word "pervert" stuck out in her head.  He hadn't done anything really
"pervy" per se, but it was a growing impression.

Brian took her panties and deeply inhaled them.  One more to his
collection.  She was one of the better ones.  Most women or girls try
to get away with the minimum.  This little slut probably would have
let him ass fuck her if he wanted.  He had a momentary regret that he
didn't do that but then decided he was very satisfied with the cunt
that he did get from her.  Cunt was better anyway.

Brian had Brittany hang around naked until the 11 songs in a row were
over.  He'd occasionally grope her and fondle her.  During the
commercial break, Brian opened up a drawer and handed her a ticket.

Brittany took the paper.  Her eyes grew wide.  The words she wanted to
see were there.  "Flutterdung" and "Backstage Pass".  Brittany decided
to give Crazy Brian a blowjob just to say 'Thank you'."  She was *so*
excited.

Any modesty concerns about going out in public in her skirt without
panties underneath or wearing a cum-stained t-shirt without a bra
were  non-existent.  She had a Flutterdung Backstage Pass!

***

The concert was the very next Friday.  Brittany told her parents she
was staying the night at Marissa's house.  She often stayed at
Marissa's house and she'd often used 'staying at Marissa' as an alibi
to her parents when she went out somewhere else.  Marissa often used
the same type of excuse and said she was staying over at Brittany's
house.  The two friends would often go out for fun together with boys
ant the girls' parents were none the wiser.

Brittany clutched tightly her ticket as she waited in line to get
into the arena.  She was so very, very excited.  Flutterdung!  John
Dunger!  Today!

The line was long.  Just after six o'clock, the opening band started
up.  The Tight Veins had a big hit and were growing in popularity,
but Brittany didn't care.  She was here for Flutterdung.  She wanted
to see if she could get backstage early, otherwise she would have
come later.

Brittany finally made it to the front of the line.  She handed the
guard her ticket.  He looked college aged.

"What's this?" he said.

"It's a Backstage Pass!" Brittany said proudly.

"I don't think so."

"Yes, it is.  I got it from KUNT radio."

"This isn't a ticket to the concert."

"It's not just a ticket.  It's a backstage pass."  Brittany was
getting a little agitated with the guard.

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is!" she insisted.  She was getting angry now.

"No," the guard shook his head and handed the ticket back to her.

"I got it from the radio station!" she yelled madly at him and shook
the pass in front of his face.

"I don't care where you got it.  It won't get you in here."

Brittany steamed.  It was a fake pass!  She let Crazy Brian fuck her
and he gave her a fake pass!.  That asshole!  She even gave him a
bonus blowjob!

"Step aside," the guard told her.

Brittany had to get inside.  She smiled directly at the guard's face.
"Isn't there any way I might get in to see Flutterdung?"   She spoke
with a come-hither lilt.  She twinkled her eyelids and licked her
lips.

Andy did think this blonde girl was hot looking.  She was in this
tight dress that only came down her legs far enough to keep her
technically decent.

"Step over there," Andy said pointing at the wall.  "I'll see what I
can do.  It will take a little time before I can help you."  He was
busy taking tickets from all the concert attendees.

Brittany leaned into his ear.  "Thank you."  She lightly bit his
earlobe.  "I know I can help you have a good time, so I can have a
good time."

Andy's cock was very hard.  He watched her go over the short distance
while trying to keep his focus on the mass of people giving him their
entry tickets.

In about ten minutes, Brittany saw another guard with a girl go up
to Andy.

"Hey, Bill!" said Andy with a huge smile.

"You can go in," said the new guard.  Bill gave the girl's tit a squeeze.

She smiled big and went in.

"I have one." Andy said and pointed at Brittany.

Bill stared at Brittany.  He looked the blonde girl over.  She had a
hot body.  Needed a little more in the tits. "Nice!"

Bill took over for Andy.

Andy led her over to the side of the large building.  It was a little
bit of a hike.  Brittany's pumps were comfortable for standing and not
walking.  There was a lone car that said "Prestige Event Security" on
the door.

Andy opened the passenger door.  Brittany noticed the seat was already
reclined all the way back.  She wasn't sure what to do.  Andy got into
the seat and laid back.

"Come on," he said impatiently when she just stood there.

Brittany had to partially sit on top of Andy.  She turned around so
she faced him.  She slowly sunk to her knees on the floorboard.

"Close the door!" he scolded.

"Give me a second!" Brittany retorted.  She reached over and pulled
the door shut.

She fumbled with his belt, button, and zipper.  He lifted his hips,
so she could slide them down.  Her eyes grew big.  This guy was
nearly as big as the guard at the radio station.

She took a deep breath, exhaled, and then put her mouth down onto his
cock.  Her experience with the other guard helped.  Plus this guy was
more immobile in the seat of the car.  She went to work on his cock
expertly and had him quickly groaning.

Unfortunately for Brittany, Andy said, "Slow down.  I want to enjoy
this.  If you make me cum too fast, you're not getting in."

Brittany sighed.  Nothing ever went her way lately.   How long was
enough time?  

She took her mouth off his cock.  She slowly ran her tongue along the
side and kissed the tip.   

"That's better," Andy said.  He and his buddies knew damn well that
all these concert slut girls just wanted to get a guy off as fast as
she could so they could get into the show.  He didn't have a lot of
available time, but he had more than a couple of minutes.  He wanted
all his time.

When he later said, "Mmmm, that's great!", Brittany started to work
more energetically.  It must be safe to make him cum now.  She hoped.
Andy started groaning.  She started to take him deeply.  As deeply
as she could take a big cock like his.

"That's it you little slut.  Here it cums!"

The first blast hit Brittany strong in the back of the mouth.  She
relaxed and the rest of his load entered her.  She continued to
lightly suck on his cock to bring all his cum to the back of her
mouth.

His cock shrank.  She looked at him and opened her mouth.

Andy saw all his spunk in her mouth and coating her tongue.  Brittany
then took it down her throat.  She showed him her progress of getting
the sticky goo down after each swallow.

"You are a nasty one," he said.  "I wish I had time to fuck you good."

"Maybe another time," she smiled.

***

The Tight Veins were still on stage when Brittany got into the arena.
She worked her way to the front down the right side aisle.  She was in
the house now but she still had to sneak her way into the backstage
area.  There had to be a door around here somewhere.

Brittany saw someone slide behind a curtain.  There it was!  She slid
thru and found herself in a short hallway.  She opened the door at the
end and walked in confidently.

"Hey!" said a burly guy.

Shit!  Another guard.  Brittany continued to walk as if she hadn't
heard him.

"Oh, no you don't!" he said and grabbed her roughly.  "We're do you
think you're going little missy."

"I have a backstage pass," she told him.  She was acting as if she
belonged here.

"Yeah?" he said.  "That doesn't count until after the concert."

"Oh."

"Let's see it."

She reluctantly showed him what she got from KUNT.

"This is no pass," he said taking it.  "I hope you didn't pay much for
this."

Brittany dropped her head.  This was a bad day.

"So you like the band, do you?" he asked.

Brittany looked up.  She didn't want to get hopeful, but...

"They're my favorite," she said.  "I'd do anything to get to meet
them."   She could see his eyes leering over her body.

"Come with me," he said.

She followed him happily with a slight spring in her step.

It was a maintenance room.  Burly guard was named Austin.  He dropped
his pants and hopped onto a table.  He had no underwear on. "Suck
away."

Brittany breathed out loudly.  Her mouth was still tired.  What was it
with guards that they preferred blowjobs?  Sex would be so much easier
right now.

"I thought you wanted to fuck me?"

"I'd love to, baby doll," Austin replied.  "But I only have a few
minutes.  Make it good but make it quick."

Brittany saw that his cock was small.  It looked especially small
compared to the size of his body.  She leaned over and took the
second cock within a half hour into her mouth.  At least, she knew
this time it would be over quick.

Brittany went into action.  Her mouth felt sore and her jaw ached.
The big cock of the previous guard caused too much stretching.  She
wished she had time to recover.

"That's it, you little whore," Austin chirped.  "Earn your backstage
pass."

Brittany pressed her lips firmly around his cock and bobbed her head
up and down on it.  She could tell this blowjob was more about just
doing a job.  The guard could care less if she got into it or not.  He
just wanted to cum.

"You love being a cocksucker," Austin said.  This girl was good.  He
was very pleased that he caught her.  Most of the girls barely knew
what they were doing and didn't know what they were getting into.
This girl knew what she was after and she was going to get it.  If she
had to go thru him to get it then all the better for him.

He started to groan and thrust.  Brittany hated when a guy couldn't
control himself to not thrust into her mouth.  It would only make the
blowjob worse for him because he was moving around.  She always had it
under control to give a guy maximum pleasure.  Fortunately for Brittany,
Austin's cock was small enough that his thrusts didn't bang against the
back of her mouth.  That was always the worse.  How did a guy expect her
to suck his cock if he was causing her to gag?

Brittany tightened her lips around his cock and let him use her mouth
as a surrogate pussy.  She moved back and forth in correspondence to
his thrusts.

He groaned roughly and then Brittany felt a stream of cum inside her
mouth.  A couple of small spasms of cum were then added.  Brittany
backed off when he was finished.  She quickly swallowed.  His taste
was one of the worse she ever experienced.  The smell seemed somewhat
urine-based which made the taste more awful.  She coughed a little.
She needed water.

Austin stood and reassembled his clothes.  "That was great, slut!  You
got yourself a backstage pass."

Brittany was very happy but first she badly needed a drink of water.

Austin brought her into the band's dressing room.  There was a
bathroom in there.  The room was much smaller than Brittany expected.

"If you want some more fun, just find me," he said.

"Okay," she said.  It was easier to say than 'No way in hell!'.

She rinsed her mouth out several times.  She was tempted to look
around at everything, but she decided she better not.  No reason to
get anyone angry.  She stretched out on her side on the couch and
waited.  She was here!

***

Brittany discovered she had dozed a few minutes when she woke up to
the loud bustle of people.  A group of sweaty young guys came in
with a couple of young college age girls.  Brittany thought the
girls looked skanky whore and not classy whore like she did.

"What extra treat do we have here?"  the first guy said seeing
Brittany reclined on the couch.  He released his grip around the
waist of the brunette.  This girl that was waiting in their dressing
room was a sweet little fuckable babe.

Brittany sat up abruptly.

"No, no," he said "Lie back down.  I like you like that."

She slowly went back down.  Something was wrong.  She felt uneasy.

"Who are you?" Brittany asked.  "What are you doing here?"

"I'm who you are waiting for," he said coolly.  He looked the young
blonde girl over.  She was a fine one.  She looked a lot better than
the usual groupies they had from city to city.

Brittany chuckled at him and then said boldly, "You better not let
security find you and your friends here."

"But you are in our dressing room?"

Their dressing room?  Brittany felt panic roll over her.

"You're The Tight Veins?" she said in realization.

"Who else would be in here?" he said.

Oh, no!  The stupid guard put her in the wrong dressing room!  He
had thought she was here for these assholes!

"I'm sorry," said Brittany.  She sat up again.  "I thought this was
the Flutterdung dressing room."

"I said 'Lie down'," the lead singer growled at her.

Brittany slowly went back down again.  She felt knotted in her
stomach.  

Danny Dime was very thin and wiry.  His brown hair was scraggly and
he had a stupid arrangement of facial hair only on his chin.  He
looked like a drug user.

He dropped down to his knees.  He caressed her face and hair as he
spoke.   "You were waiting for Flutterdung?  We surpassed them this
year with our very first album.  Next year those dickheads will be
opening for us."

She looked back into his eyes that were staring down at her.

Danny said, "I get to have you first.  We have plenty of time before 
Flutterdung gets off stage.  We are going to have some fun."

Brittany sighed.  Wasn't anything going to go right at all today?
Now she was going to have to fuck this lamer before she could get her 
way over to Flutterdung's dressing room.  She should have known
better when she entered.  A great band like Flutterdung wouldn't have
had such a small, shitty dressing room.

"You will let me go over to Flutterdung afterward?" Brittany asked.
She was determined to stay single-minded to her goal.  She was going
to be in the same room as Flutterdung and the awesome John Dunger.

"You'll want to stay after," said Danny.  He squeezed her tit thru
her dress.

Brittany had to fight the urge to laugh in his face.

Brittany was now naked on the couch.  Danny Dime climbed on top of her
to lie between her open legs.  She saw that his cock was as thin as he
was.  It was about average in length.  She felt Danny open her pussy
up as his cock slipped into her.  She was saving herself for John
Dunger and so she hadn't had sex since Tuesday with Jason.  She had
let Eric eat her out to orgasm on Wednesday, but that didn't count.

Brittany began to immediately thrust up at Danny Dime to try to get
his rocks off faster.

"You're into me already, you little slut," Danny said feeling her return
motions.  "I knew you'd love it with me."

Brittany didn't bother to correct him.

She turned her head to see the activity on the floor.  The girl that
was originally attached to Danny Dime was on her back being fucked by
the bass player.  The drummer straddled her neck and his cock was in
the girl's mouth.  She sucked on the cock eagerly.  The other girl
had her head in the carpet with her ass up.  The guitar play was
ramming his cock into her pussy.  With each of his hard thrusts, her
face slid forward.  Brittany knew the girl was going to have a nasty
rugburn on her face.  Brittany had had that happen to her before.  She
always made sure her head was on a pillow for those situations now.

Danny said, "You are so much tighter.  How old are you?"

"Almost 16," she answered.  Why hadn't he finished?  What was taking
so long?

Danny said, "I need a young slut like you at every concert stop from
now on."

Brittany couldn't keep up her own activity.  She had to stop and let
Danny continue to ride her.  His cock was a constant steady motion.

"Let's change" Danny told her.  As he got off her, he yelled out to
his bandmates, "This new blow is great!"

"Fucking, yeah," said the guitarist.  He had the girl's head rammed
up against the wall now.  His every thrust banged her against the
wall.  "I can last a long time.  It desensitizes my cock.  It's
great.  We need to make sure to keep this prime shit coming."

Brittany felt a return of her frequent feeling of dismay.  She felt
this feeling much too often today.  She wished the feeling would go
away and all she felt was happy and euphoria.

Brittany was now on her knees on the floor.  Her torso was down on the
couch.  She soon felt Danny Dime's thin cock push its way back into
her pussy.  She decided she might as well enjoy this now.  It could
be a while.  It had been fifteen minutes already.  She was used to the
high school boys she slept cumming within five minutes.

Danny fucked her in that position for fifteen more minutes.  Brittany
came.  It felt good to cum.

Danny then move her onto the floor.  He lifted up Brittany's legs and
rolled them back toward her head.  Brittany was flexible but even
someone young like her can only stay in that position for so long.  He
started to fuck deeply into her pussy in this new angle.  The only
thing that made the time in this position bearable was Brittany was
starting to cum again.

It was almost another 15 minutes when he began to thrust harder
into her.  He was practically bouncing on top of her.  Since Brittany
came she was now simply uncomfortable.  She needed to put her legs
down, but she was trapped beneath him.

Danny groaned out.  She felt his cock twitch inside her.  She felt
his cum.  She was surprised how small an amount.   Brittany felt sore
in her pussy and she hadn't even made it to Flutterdung yet!

Once he got off her, Brittany slowly extricated her legs.  Her calves
felt stiff.  She sat up and started to push herself up.  She grimaced
from the pain and set herself back down.  It was harsh on her ass to
slide herself on the carpet, but that's what she did back over to the
couch.  She pulled herself up.

Her legs tingled with the same feeling she got when they fell asleep.
She rubbed them as she watched Danny's original girl sucking his cock.
Brittany was keenly aware she needed to get out of there quickly
before one of the other band members developed an interest in her.

Brittany slowly redressed.  The girl who was fucked into the wall was
now bouncing on top of the drummer's cock.  The bassist appeared
passed out.  The guitar player was looking back and forth between each
of the active girls.

Brittany slowly stood.  She pleaded for the guitarist not to notice
her.  She put her thong back on and slipped her dress back over her
head.  She pushed the tight fitting dress back down her body.  Except
for some cum in her pussy, she was back to how she was before she came
into the wrong dressing room.

Brittany saw the drummer with his arms tightly around the girl as she
was pulled down to his chest.  He was slowly thrusting into her.
Brittany saw the girl squirm as the guitarist now touched her asshole
with his cock head.  Anal was one thing Brittany had never tried.  She
had no desire as this point to try it.  She'd seen it in the porn
videos, but that didn't pacify her uneasiness.  If she ever tried anal,
Brittany certainly wouldn't do it as a double penetration as this girl
was reluctantly about to do it.

Brittany stiffly walked toward the door.

"Hey!" said the guitar player.

Brittany was out of there.

She quickly ran into Austin, the security guard.

"You put me in the wrong dressing room!" she yelled at him,  "Why
would I want to be with those assholes?" .

Austin replied, "You came thru on this side.  Flutterdung's dressing
room is on the other side of the arena.  What else was I to think?"

Brittany breathed in deeply.  All she wanted to do was meet John
Dunger.  If John wanted to fuck her, she'd do that too.  If he didn't
want to fuck her, no big deal.  She still would have met him.  This
shouldn't be so difficult to do as it was tonight.

Austin pulled out his radio, "I'll call Reggie on the other side if
you'd like.  You'll have to give him the same treatment you gave me.
You are good, so I'd have to highly recommend you to him."

Brittany's jaw ached at the thought of one more blowjob.  Still, it
would finally get her backstage with Flutterdung.

She agreed.

Austin radioed over.

***

Brittany exited out past the curtain fully aware that Austin was
staring at her ass.  Let him stare.  That would be the closest he ever
got to her again.  Flutterdung was on stage rocking the house.  The
audience was jumping and bouncing.  She worked her way to midway back
and found an aisle where she could walk thru to the other side.

The song ended and the audience erupted.  Lighters were flaming bright
in the darkness.  Brittany found an angle where she could see the
stage.  Flutterdung was off-stage!  She felt panicked.  The crowd
roared.  She saw Flutterdung come back out.  She exhaled a breathe of
relief.  They were back out for an encore.  She continued to work her
over.

Flutterdung started up one of their most popular songs.  Brittany was
on the opposite side now.  She stood against the wall and enjoyed the
music and the stage activity.  Flutterdung was so awesome!

Brittany was so enthralled with the music she forgot to find her way
backstage.  She had a renewed bout of panic when Flutterdung left the
stage and the house lights came out.  She now had to fight thru the
throng exiting the opposite way that she wanted to go.

Brittany kept getting jostled around.  She felt like she was making
no progress.  She'd get forward and then get pushed back by the herd
going by her.  She felt like crying.  Had she blown it?

She saw the curtain.  Her shoulders sagged.  Now what?  There were
two guards in front of the curtain.  She approached.

"Can't go back," said one guy.

"Reggie said I could come in," she replied.

"Reggie?" he said.

"He's expecting me."  Ultimately she hoped Reggie would just let her
go straight to where Flutterdung was instead of requiring her to give
him a blowjob.

The guard got on his radio.  Brittany waited for him to get an answer
in his earpiece.

"Okay," the guard said with a directional nod of his head.  "Go on."

Brittany smiled.  Something actually went right today.

"Brittany?" a black man said on the other side.

Brittany looked at the guard.  Reggie wasn't as big as Austin, but he
looked more muscular.  She nodded.

He looked her up and down and whistled.  He said, "You are one fine
piece of ass."  Austin was right.  This girl was a hot-looking slut.
He'd owe Austin for sending over this girl if she was as good as his
coworker told him.

Brittany followed Reggie.  This side of the building had a much nicer
maintenance room.  There was an old swivel rocker there.  He plopped
down into it and opened his pants.

She looked at his cock.  He looked average size.  After starting the
day with the mouth-stretching cock of Andy and soon following up with
the blowjob of Austin, she was relieved.  Austin was a small size,
but she never before gave a second blowjob so soon.  She was orally
exhausted.  Now she was about to give her third in about three hours.
A normal size was a modest comfort to her.

Brittany knelt before Reggie.  He said, "Take your top off.  I like
to play with a girl's tits when she sucks my cock."

She shrugged.  It was no big deal if he touched her tits.  Danny Dime
was all over and even in her just a short time ago.  So what was one
more guy at this point?  She pulled her dressed off and was just in
her white thong.

"Very fine," Reggie said seeing everything of her that was now exposed.
A hot little body indeed!
 
She'd never been with any black boys before.  She wasn't racist.  She
just had never been asked out by any.  She was very relieved that the
rumors of humongous black cocks were greatly exaggerated.  Or else
this guy was small for a black man and then she was grateful for that.

Brittany took his cock in her hand.  She was surprised how heavy it
felt.  His cock was solid.  She put her mouth down.  His cock now felt
heavy on her tongue.  She had a tidal wave of trepidation.  Why
couldn't anything this night be easy?

The weight of his sex organ made Brittany tire faster.  The fact that
she was so sexually active the last three hours contributed to her
lack of energy.  It was such a solid cock, she had trouble maintaining
the cock in good position so she could give a good blowjob.

"Come on!" Reggie said annoyed.  "Austin said you were great."

Brittany sucked air in deeply while her lips were around his cock.
She suddenly felt resolve.  She decided she could summon up energy
in her for the next several minutes to get this guy off.  She wasn't
going down in defeat.  She hadn't already sucked off two guards and
been fucked for 45 minutes by the ugly scrawny singer of the lame
opening band just so she could go home without being in the same room
as John Dunger.  No way!

Brittany went for it.

"That's the way!" responded Reggie to the eager intensity.

Reggie's cock was soon wet and slick and this little blonde slut's
mouth movements felt wonderful.  Austin knew what he was talking about
after all.  This young slut was very good at this.

Brittany ignored his hands roaming her tits and sometimes
uncomfortably twisting her nipples.  She had one focus.  Getting this
guy off.

"Oh yeah, baby!" Reggie groaned.  He started to gasp.

He grunted out and he delivered the goods.

Brittany felt his cock spasm hard against the roof of her mouth.  The
force shocked her.  A huge violent stream of cum hit near her throat
opening and rapidly began to accumulate.    Shit!  It was a lot!  She
did what she never did.  She backed off the cock.  His cum shot off
onto her neck.  At last, he subsided.  She resisted the urge to gag
and started an attempt to swallow the immense load.

There was one more cock twitch.  A small amount of cum landed just
below her right eye.  Brittany had the decision of wiping the cum 
away from her eye or opening up her oral breathing.  She worked on 
swallowing first.

She gagged and gasped when she finally could breath thru her mouth.
She yelled at him, "You trying to drown me!"

"You are still young," he said.  "Some more practice and you'll learn
to handle Reggie.  No one handles all of me the first time."

She wiped the cum from her face.  There definitely would never be a
next time!

"Is there a place I can get cleaned up?" she asked.

Brittany didn't care about all the backstage personnel looking at her
as she walked only in her thong and pumps to the bathroom.  She
carried her dress on her arm.

She hurried but also tried to make sure she did a good job cleaning
herself up .  She wiped off the cum from her neck and rinsed her
mouth out several times.  She put her dress back on.  She pushed her
braless tits up in the dress and stepped out.  Reggie escorted her to
Flutterdung's dressing room.

At last!

***

Reggie closed the door behind Brittany.  Brittany's eyes grew wide.
The room was full of writhing bodies.  There were more than fifteen
girls in Flutterdung's dressing room.  Every girl was naked.  Every
girl was engaged in oral or vaginal intercourse with one of the five
band members or other guys that Brittany had no idea who they were.
Other girls were pleasuring each other.  That last activity was a
squick for Brittany.

The roomy was smoky and Brittany recognized the smell of weed.  She
also recognized the distinctive smell of sex.  She knew the cum scent.
She knew the pussy juice scent.

Brittany saw that many of the girls were gorgeous.  Beautiful.  She
doubted just a moment that she could compete with these pretty girls.
She chose to step deeper into the room.  Let John Dunger decide.  She
looked around for him but couldn't see him.

"Heyyyyy!" said a male sitting on the floor.

Brittany noted it was Spat, Flutterdung's drummer.  He was heavily 
tattooed and hairy.  John Dunger had some tattoos but was not hairy.
She still couldn't find him in the orgy crowd.  This dressing room
was much bigger.  It included adjoining rooms.  All the doors were
open.  Perhaps John Dunger was in one of those rooms.

"I'm talking to you," said Spat.

Brittany pointed her finger at herself.

"Yea," Spat said.  "Get over her."

She slowly walked over.  "I'm looking for John."

"He's busy right now."  He rubbed his hands over her arms.  "You look
young.  I like that.  Get naked.  Let's see you."

"Ummmm..."

"Come on!"

Brittany sighed again.  What a day!

Once more Brittany pulled her dress off.  If she had known she would
have to take it off and on so much, she would've worn something else.
She slipped off her thong.  She looked around for somewhere to place
her clothes so she could easily find them again and they wouldn't get
ruined.

"Nice body," said Spat.  "Bring it to me."

Brittany put her clothes on the floor against the wall and just hoped
the best for them.

She dropped to her knees before Spat.  His big meaty hands immediately
pawed at her tits.  He would have seen distasteful to her normally,
but because he was part of Flutterdung that helped alleviate her
feelings.  Where was John Dunger?

"I love young looking bodies," Spat complimented.   His expression
then changed quickly.  "You're at least 18 right?  You're legal to be
here?"

"Yeah," Brittany lied.  "I'm almost 19."

"You look so young," Spat praised.  "I love it.  Get down on all
fours.  Time to try you."

Brittany complied.  When Spat moved, she noticed he had a big meaty
cock to correspond to his body.  She knew her pussy was about to be
stretched wider than it ever had before.  His cock was longer than
any she had before in her pussy and also much fatter.

Brittany then felt Spat try her.  He roughly pummeled his cock fully
into her pussy.  She groaned out and would have fallen if not for the
strong hands of Spat holding her up.  She didn't want to fuck Spat.
She wanted John Dunger.  If she had to let Spat fuck doggy to get
to Dunger then Spat could fuck away at her.

"Fuck you're tight!" lauded Spat.  "You got a fuckin' great pussy."

Brittany felt immediate long hard strokes inside her pussy.  He was
eager.  Brittany was surprised how excellent it felt to be so
completely filled by a large cock.  This felt extra good.  The good
feelings helped distract her from the soreness she felt from every
time Spat rammed his cock into her.  It was a mixture of pleasure and
pain.

"What do you got there?" said a guy watching Brittany take it from
behind from Spat.

Brittany didn't recognize him.  He wasn't part of the band.  The guy
had just finished eating a girl's pussy.

"Tight and sweet pussy," Spat said.

"Looks young," he said.

"Try the other side, Kevin," encouraged Spat.

Brittany was presented with Kevin's cock in front of her face.  She
had been with many boys, but she had never been with more than one
boy at the same time.

"Here you go," said Kevin.

Brittany saw an average size cock.  Her mouth was so tired of
blowjobs, but she opened up.  Before she knew what happened, Kevin
had jammed his cock to the back of her mouth.  She gagged.

"Don't choke her!" said Spat annoyed.

Kevin retreated his cock just slightly.  "Close your lips around it."

Brittany's mouth was used as a pseudo-pussy.  She'd never done this
before either.  Some guys did it when they were about to cum because
they couldn't control their thrusts any more, but no guy ever started
that way with her until now.  She was always the one who controlled
the motion into her mouth.  In some ways, she was happy to have the
guy do this.  Her mouth was too exhausted to be active.  It was
easier to just let this guy fuck her mouth.  The only problem was
when he sometimes thrusted too deeply and caused a gag reflex.

For the first time in Brittany's nearly 16 years of life, she was
fucked from both ends at the same time.

The sounds of sexual moans and the slapping of bodies of all the guys
and girls were suddenly overshadowed by a high-pitched pained voice of
a girl in one of the rooms.

A male voice said, "That's right, slut!  Take it deeper!"

Brittany knew that was John Dunger's voice!  He was in the other room.
She had located him.  She was so close to him!  Once she finished with
Spat and this other guy, she would finally get to meet him.

It was a weird sensation.  The sensation of a cock moving in her pussy
and a cock moving in her mouth.  She felt sore at both ends.  The
extended time with Danny Dime obviously contributed to the ache she
felt from Spat's meaty cock in her pussy now.  Giving the three guards
each a blowjob made her mouth sore and now she had another cock in
her mouth.

Kevin abruptly grasped Brittany's cheeks.  She saw and felt him ram
into her mouth harder like he was about to cum.  He pushed so deeply
with each thrust that she reflexively gagged and had to gasp for air.

Brittany heard Kevin groan.  He held his cock in the depths of her
mouth.  She felt the surge of his cum into her mouth.  She felt relief.
That was over.  Kevin pulled out.  She swallowed the cum down.

"Good girl," he said.

"About time," said Spat.  "She's so nice and tight that it's hard to
hold back."

Spat was holding back?  Brittany was frustrated.  She wanted to meet
John Dunger.

Spat pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back.  Brittany then
heard the orgasmic wail of a girl in the other room with John Dunger.

Spat got on top of Brittany and resumed fucking away in her pussy.

Brittany was close to cumming when she was distracted by Paul Stench,
the rhythm guitar player.

Paul said, "Damn Spat!  When we get small girls like her, you should
let us get the first crack at her.  You make her pussy unusable.
You stretch her out too much with your cock."

Spat ignored his bandmate and just continued driving into her.
Brittany closed her eyes and focused on the sensations.  She knew it
was a turn on to a guy when a girl showed she enjoyed it.  If she came,
then Spat might cum soon also.

Brittany focused on the good feeling from that big cock moving inside
her and ignored the aches and pains of too much recent use.  She
moaned out.  She was feeling it.  Spat was going to make her cum!
Spat started to move faster in her pussy.  He was going to cum!  Her
plan was working!  About time something worked in her favor today.

Brittany felt that delicious orgasmic wave of pleasure.  Spat drove
roughly into her even harder, but she hardly felt it.  She was in the
clouds.  Spat finally groaned.  The feel of his warm cum in her pussy
got her attention.  This part was over.  Time for John Dunger!   She
hoped he wanted her.  She hoped she wasn't too sore for him.

Spat grunted as he got off her.  "You're a good fuck!"

"Thanks," she said.  Why piss him off by saying you thought he was a
hairy ape?

Brittany lay panting.  This was a very long few hours for her.  

Paul Stench was suddenly between her legs.

"Please," she pleaded with heavy breaths.  "I need a break."

"We fuck later," he said.

"Sure, sure."  She'd say anything to get out of another fuck.

Brittany just rested.  She didn't even bother closing her legs.
Fortunately there were plenty of girls to keep the guys occupied.  She
just promised any guy that he could fuck her later if one came up to
her.  She thought there would be no later once she was with John
Dunger.  That would be her last fuck of the day.

Brittany wasn't sure how long she laid there.  She noticed that there
was no noise from the other room.  She stiffly closed her legs and
carefully sat up.  This would be a good time to go in if they were
resting in that room.

She grimaced when she stood.  Her pussy had never felt so sore.  Even
the night she lost her virginity twice to two different guys within
four hours.   Each time was in the backseat of a boy's parents'
car.  The first boy was at the drive-in.  The second boy was in a
darkened business center parking lot.

Brittany wiped her belly and tits down with her hands.  Not that it
would really matter at this point, but she wanted to look her best
considering the circumstances.  With sexual confidence, she walked
into the back room.

The room was empty!

Brittany felt horrified.  She looked around frantically.  Except for
the giant bed, the room was still empty!  There was door on the other
side.  She hurriedly opened it.  She peered into a back corridor.  No
one was there.

She turned back and jumped.  She was startled by Paul Stench suddenly
standing behind her.

"Where's John Dunger?" she said anxiously.

Paul said, "He probably took his cunts to the hotel."

Brittany collapsed on the bed in exhaustion.

***

Paul fucked her before she left.  She just laid there and let Paul
fuck her pussy while she softly cried about not meeting John Dunger.
Brittany hurt all over and especially in a new way.  Paul had turned
her over and fucked her in the ass.  It was Brittany's first ever
experience with anal and it hurt like hell.  Paul had said Spat made
her too loose and he wanted something tighter.

Despite her bodily pains, she grabbed her clothes and ran out of the
dressing room when Paul was sated by shooting his cum into her ass.
She immediately saw the guard, Reggie.  He stared lustfully at her.

"I have time for more now," Reggie said.  He rocked his hips at her.
He would love to get into her pussy.

Brittany raced passed him and back out into the auditorium.  The young
naked blonde immediately got the attention of the male members of the
cleaning crew.  She just smiled uneasily while she redressed.

The entire time she made her way home, Brittany was determined to
throw out every Flutterdung CD and every article about them.  When
she got home, the first CD she pulled out had an album cover of John
Dunger with his bandmates standing behind him.  Her heart palpitated.
He sure was cute!  She pulled out her Rolling Stone article and saw
his face close up.  She was back in love!

She'd meet John Dunger next year when they came back to town!  What
could possibly go wrong?


THE END

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