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I pull her up from the floor and our mouths meet in a lingering kiss. I can taste my jism mingling with the sweetness of her mouth. It only serves to turn me on further. Her cool fingers encircle my still ridged member and, using it as a handle, she pulls me down into a kneeling position once more. This time, though, she is down here with me. She pushes my back until I am sitting on my heels. As I watch in the dim light which filters between the people of the crowd, she releases my cock and grabs the neckline of her dress. With a jerk, she tears the neck apart. With another, the front of her dress splits down to her navel. She pulls the flaps of fabric away from her lovely breasts. They are creamy smooth and no larger than baseballs. Her breasts stand out proudly from her chest with puckered, pink nipples screaming for attention.

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Just as I begin to think I can't stand it anymore, the brunnette backs her had away until only the head of my prick is in her mouth. Then she begins humming along with the song being played by Tull - "Cross-Eyed Mary," I believe. My balls explode! When my cock jumps, I swear I must loosen her front teeth! I pump streams of slippery cream into her mouth and, try as she might, she cannot keep a thin trickle from running from the corner of her mouth. The feeling of her swal- lowing my cum only prolongs the jolts of my orgasm. She licks my cock clean and uses her fingers to catch the trickle running down her chin. My sweet lover makes a show of licking this last dab of my cream from her fingers.

She begins to slowly move her head up and down the length of
my cock, never releasing the suction she has built. I can see
her cheeks dimpling with the suction of her mouth. She begins to
bob and weave, rolling the head around with her tongue at the top
of every stroke.
Faster and faster, she pulls me in and releases me.
I’m soon gritting my teeth. The fabulous sensation of her
mouth and throat upon my cock is driving me crazy. I can feel
that old, familiar pressure beginning to build in my balls.

For a moment she seems hypnotized by my throbbing prick as
it bobs in front of her face. But she recovers quickly. She
wraps her delicate hand around the base of my shaft and presses
her lips to its head. Her tongue flicks across the tiny slit in
the end, catching up the bead of preseminal moisture which clung
there like a tiny pearl.
I look down on her as she swirls her tongue around the head
of my cock. My fingers are caught up in her hair; not pulling
toward me, but holding her head for lack of anything else to do.
Presently, she engulfs the mushroom-like head of my dick with
her mouth. She begins to suck on only the head as the hand she
had wrapped around the base of the shaft shifts to capture my
balls. The sweet mouth of the lady then begins to pull me
in. Slowly, inch by inch, she draws my throbbing member into her
mouth and down her throat. Eventually, I feel her nose press
into my pubic hair as my entire eight-inch prod vanishes between
her lovely, sweet lips.

I push the tip of my middle finger into her anus. That
little ring of muscle slams shut upon my finger like a jail-cell
door!
Of a sudden, her entire body goes stiff. I clamp my lips
down around her clit and suck; my tongue flicking the tip of the
tiny cone of ridged flesh. She is trying to pull my whole head
into her cunt!
My face is washed in the juices flowing from her pussy. The
tangy sweetness sends chills up my spine as my lovely companion
is wracked with shudders. I’m almost forced to hold her up while
she rides the waves of her orgasm!
By the end of “The Teacher,” the song which follows “Aqualung,” the luscious brunnette has recovered enough to return the
favor. She gives my that half-smile of hers before dropping to
her knees.

Presently, I focus my attention on her clit. I begin planting tiny, sucking kisses upon her joy-button. Her fingers stop pulling at my hair, but she holds my head, as if she can't decide to pull me in or push me away. Shortly, I feel quivers race through her legs with each kiss I plant. I slip my right hand between her thighs in such a way that I can insert my thumb in her pussy and press my middle finger against the rosebud of her anus. My thumb slides all the way into her lust-slick love tunnel, and I begin to wiggle the tip in time with the music. Now, the girl's fingers begin to claw at the back of my head. Her nails slowly dig into my flesh, as she starts to shudder uncontrollably. I feel her breath coming in gasps. Her knees are shaking so that I fear that she might fall.

Without hesitation, I begin lapping at her cunt. Using my
thumbs to spread her labia, I bury my face in her wet, hairless
pussy. The hot, musky sweetness of her rolls across my tongue as
my mustache brushes her clitoris.
“Jesus Fuckin’ Christ,” I’m thinking. “I’m on my knees,
eating this lovely wench right here in the middle of a huge
concert crowd!” Then thoughts are wiped from my mind as I
concentrate on trying to make the woman scream!
I can’t see her face because of the poor lighting and the
fabric of the T-shirt dress piled up in front of my eyes, but my
companion’s fingers are clenching the hair at the back of my
head; grinding my face in her cunt. I can feel her breathing. I
can feel her knee against my ribs quaking.

I feel a shudder run through my companion. The kiss is
released and she draws air sharply between her teeth. She,
again, moves her luscious buttocks, releasing my ridged member.
She pulls my hand away from her crotch and turns in my arms to
face me. She then kisses me thoroughly, pushing down on my
shoulders until I’m kneeling. Widening her legs again, she grabs
a double handful of my hair and pulls my face into her dripping
crotch.

The lovely woman grips my finger with her vaginal
muscles while she wiggles her ass. Soon, my prick is firmly
entrenched between the lovely, round lobes of her ass. It is
quite happy to be there. Her head falls back onto my right
shoulder; mouth open, eyes closed.
I begin to slide my finger in and out of her wet snatch, my
thumb rubbing her joy-button, the fingers of my left hand rolling
and pinching her nipple. I nibble her earlobe and watch her lick
her lips.
She begins to thrust her pelvis, in time with my probing
finger. Her thrusts are doing wonderful things to my cock,
wedged as it is between her buttocks. She moans and turns her
face to bring her mouth to mine. We kiss as hungrily as we can
at this awkward angle.

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I hear air sucking through her teeth. She releases my cock, bringing both of her hands around to press mine more firmly against her pussy. I pull her back into me. My dick slides up under the hem of her dress. For a moment, it's 50-50 as to whether my prick will slide down and forward between her legs, or back and up against her ass. The moment passes and the latter wins out. I feel my cock slip along the cleft of her ass as the middle finger of my right hand slides up to the second knuckle into her slippery vagina.

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I'm a little startled when the back of my thumb slides across her hot, wet, clean shaven cunt. I let my surprise show somehow, as my gray-eyed lover giggles and gives my prick a couple of quick squeezes. Thus encouraged, I hike the hem of her mini-dress a bit and begin to slide my fingers across her slippery cunt. The hot wetness of her flows over my questing fingers. I hear her moan gently as against my ear as the middle finger slips between her labia. She readjusts her stance. My middle finger finds the opening of her vagina; my thumb, the button of her clit.

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From onstage a slow, rhythmic beat - reminiscent of movie- style indian tom-toms - begins. Soon, it is joined by the moaning of a guitar. Anderson sings: "I see a dark sail/On the horizon..." The brunette's hand has moved to the head of my cock, feeling the mushroom shape, spreading the bead of my own moisture around. Her hand slides back to cup my balls and give a gentle squeeze. My face is buried in her neck. I moan softly as she begins slowly stroking me. My hand is kneeding the inside of her thigh as it moves lingeringly toward the meeting of her legs. My loving companion widens her stance to allow me easier access. I feel the heat of her pussy against the back of my thumb. My other hand continues to caress her left breast - stroking, rubbing, rolling the nipple like a marble...

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Introductions over, Ian says, "This is the title cut off our latest album." The crowd goes nuts. I can barely hear him as he says, "Broadsword!" The stage lights die. The lady with my dick in her hand uses her free hand to guide one of mine to her left breast. She then pushes my other hand down, down past the hem of her T-shirt dress to the warm, silky smoothness of her inner thigh.

Suddenly, the lady drops to her feet and twists around in my arms, once again facing the stage. Ian is gazing out at the audience. He starts to introduce the band - drummer, bass, new lead guitar, etc. - all the while twirling his flute like a baton. My companion, while looking up at the stage, is reaching around to the front of my jeans. With deft movements she unbuttons the top and pulls the zipper open. My engorged prick fairly leaps into her waiting hand. She feels the heft of my eight-inch cock, wrapping her slim fingers around, measuring its girth.

Her gasp perfectly coincides with the last beat of the song. She whirls around and stares at me with a look of mock- indignation. Her misty gray eyes sparkle mischievously and her half-smile replaces the pettish pout. Slipping her arms around my neck, she lifts herself off the floor and presses her lips roughly against mine. The brunette's pelvis grinds against mine as our tongues slip and slide upon each other. Her breathing has become quite rapid - my own is none to steady!