From the Appetite for Destruction era and line-up, the days when I had an entire wall devoted to pictures of Guns 'n' Roses, a story of taking on more guys than I can quite imagine at once anymore. (And as this is my fantasy, I also write the band name the way someone who knows the reason for using apostrophes should.)
The concert had been great (especially with those third-row seats!) and as I had been lucky enough to win a backstage pass from a local radio station, afterwards I hurried backstage. There was no trouble getting backstage, and once there, I and everyone else waited anxiously for the band to show up.
We didn't have too long to wait. Izzy, Axl, Slash, Duff, and Steve showed up soon. With everyone vying to be noticed for more than the perfunctory hello, I was surprised when Izzy cornered me as people were being shoved out of the backstage area.
"Listen," he began, leading me into a hall heading back toward the separate dressing room. "Uh...what's your name?"
"Josie," I supplied.
"Josie, would you like to spend the night with us?"
Direct! "Sure," I said, hopefully not sounding or looking as excited as I felt. "Who exactly is 'us'?"
"The whole band, just the five of us," he said.
"Okay."
Later, crowded into their limo to the hotel, Slash explained, "Axl noticed you in the audience and pointed you out to all of us 'cause you don't look like one of our fans. And when we saw you backstage Steve came up with the ideas of taking you back to our rooms, 'cause you look, y'know, a little more innocent than most of the girls we see around. Are you a virgin?"
"Once removed," I answered. [A footnote in the original points out that this is a lie and adds, "So?"] Duff slid his hand up my leg, resting it on my thigh, which increased the ache in my cunt; my already horny state had been steadily growing since Izzy's first proposition. On my other side, Axl pinched a nipple through my shirt, and I smiled.
In the hotel room, Izzy locked the door behind us and Slash sat down on the nearest of the beds and unzippped his tight black jeans. "I want you to give me head," he said. So I got down on my knees in front of him and hesitated, never having performed fellatio before. Slash leaned over and whispered, "I'll tell you what to do; first put my cock in your mouth, OK?"
"That part I could have guessed, I think," I answered, but obeyed his instruction and all the others until he came in my mouth. I managed to swallow most of his come, and wiped the rest off my chin with my fingers and sucked them clean.
While this was going on, the others were getting themselves drinks. Steve put his down and cmae over to me, kissing me and starting to unbutton my shirt at the same time. When we broke off for air, he finished with the shirt and started on my jeans, and someone unhooked my bra from behind me and I shrugged it off. As my jeans fell to the floor, I stepped out of them and turned around. Izzy, Slash, Axl and Duff were in various states of undress. Noticing I was watching, Axl, already nude except for a pair of black leather gloves, came over and kissed me, kneading my tits in his gloved hands. I pressed my hips against him and he lowered his hands to lower my panties and let them fall to the floor while he ran his fingers over as much of me as he could reach.
I stepped back, sat down on the edge of the bed and wiggled backwards, spreading my legs. Axl sat down and continued running his hands over me, the leather touching my skin and making me shudder.
Duff called to me, "Josie, you want a drink?"
"No, thank you," I replied, thinking that I would probably be just too busy to drink it anyway.
"O.K. Mind if I have one?" he asked.
"No, why would I?" I stayed put as Axl moved and Duff sat down where he'd been.
"Good." Before I could say anything, he upended the bottle and poured the liquid inside onto my breasts, belly, and thighs. Then he put the bottle down and started licking the liquid off of me. After my initial surprise, I enjoyed this a lot, especially when he got down to my cunt, where my juices were mingling with the alcohol.
After an orgasm this way, Izzy walked over to me and stood there for a minute. I blew him a kiss, still reclining, and he smiled and swung his body down over mine. His cock pressed against me as we kissed deeply and I squirmed under him. He entered me and I squeezed his cock as hard as I could with my vaginal muscles. We fucked until we both came and then Izzy got off of me. I stretched and looked around at all the guys. Then I dipped a finger in the come dribbling out of me and tasted it. "Good, you haven't been eating asparagus either, Izzy."
"What?" Duff asked amusedly.
"I read somewhere [Penthouse Forum, I think] that if a guy eats asparagus you can taste it in his come. I've never tested it; I hate asparagus and hopefully any guy whose come I'll be tasting will have enough taste to not eat that nasty stuff!"
Everyone laughed. Then Steve, apparently deciding that was enough talk, came over and got next to me on the bed. After a bit of fun wrestling, he ended up on top and started fucking me hard and came quickly.
I went into the bathroom to pee and when I came out, Axl pulled me to him, kissed me, and ran his gloved hands over me again. Then he whispered in my ear what he wanted and I agreed. I got down on my hands and knees and wiggled my ass at them. Axl got down on his knees and entered me. We fucked roughly and came at about the same time.
By this time, I was tired! The guys saw this and Axl, Slash and Steve left for their own rooms. Izzy and Duff sharing the room that we were in, Izzy and I shared one bed and Duff got the other. When we woke up in the morning, I fucked Duff and blew Izzy, then we ate breakfast in the hotel restaurant (they paid for that, along with my cab home). Izzy got my address and we correspond regularly.
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