Rockstar Series: Suzy SAGE (fm:challenge stories, 3148 words)

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How the hell did Bob know I har you ask?

WELL, a guy I played in the folk band with - he and I grew up together, went out on the pull etc together, and I had, many years previously, dated his teenage cousin Melanie, whilst he dated her friend Alison, and Melanie told Alison very graphic accounts about our fucking (Alison had been a virgin) AND about the size of my cock. ODD, really, because she was a virgin before I fucked her and had never seen one before! More recently this chap's wife had come to hear of it and as Izzy's drummer had played with that couple and myself, he'd come to hear of it too. And told Bob and Jake.

It then fell to Bob - gob almighty - to announce this matter at every gig. At every gig (virtually) was Suzy.

One Sunday, I had two gigs to do - firstly Izzy's gig in the afternoon in Nuneaton and then a 'reunion' gig with my old band in Oldbury in the evening, there being some 30+ miles in between. Suzy told me she wanted to come to both and would I drive he from A to B. I said sure. Suzy had drunk between four and six pints over the afternoon and was really pretty drunk as I drove her in my big black Ford Granada Scorpio. She spent the whole journey turned to face me in her seat.

Somewhere along the way I DID nearly crash it when she posed a question:

"IF you could....and you DID, would you SWALLOW?"

Now there IS a question. Could I suck my own cock? As she rambled on, it became clear this was a particular 'field of interest' for her, along with male homosexuality in general. I couldn't help her there, but I did address her question.

"To be honest, I've never tried" I said.

I had actually.

I could.

And I did.. and yes I did swallow.

I suggested to Suzy that she come back to my house after the Oldbury gig and we'd find out, together.

She blushed vividly ... and nodded emphatically.

During the Oldbury gig she drank at least the same amount of beer again and when we came to leave she was totalled.

Absolutely pissed (in the UK sense: i.e. drunk).

Now Suzy lived in Harborne, a suburb of Birmingham, a mere 6 miles from me and the driving route from Oldbury to my house literally passed THROUGH Harborne. And... by the time we got to Harborne she was unconscious.

I pulled over and looked in her handbag, there were papers in there with her home address on, and that was where I took her, home to her husband. He was friendly enough to me - with good reason - I hadn't taken his gorgeous wife home and fucked her. We extracted Sally from the car and between her, we got her in the house.

"Suzy, you're HOME SAFE" I reassured her

She woke, didn't look very happy and without saying a word to either of us, she tottered off up the stairs to bed.

The husband thanked me for returning her safely but added

"When she gets in that much of a state, I half wish she'd go and stop the night somewhere else and come back to me - and our kids - when she's ..you know.....recovered. I'm not bothered if she stops at yours... or Bob's or Bert's or wherever. You know I WISH she wouldn't do it, but if she does.. you know.... I mean she never goes OUT apart from to see you guys so I don't really like to say no to her"

I doubted if she'd have taken any notice anyway.

I said OK and drove off home alone, feeling suitably virtuous.

DISAPPOINTED, dear reader?

FUCK - SO WAS I!!

At my (dayjob) work the next day, my phone rang late morning showing a Harborne number.

"Hello ***********"

"Shush! It's me, Suzy"

"Oh Hi are you OK?"

"Yeah, yeah, I just wanted to say thank you for taking me home and I'm sorry I - you know - got you all hot and bothered and let you down. BUT, M***** says to stop at yours next time - if it's not a school night. Result, eh?"

I agreed it was and we compared diaries, the next Saturday gig was the following weekend.

All that week I was receiving regular very RUDE text messages from Suzy. By the Saturday I was sporting an almost permanent erection.

We did the gig and the band hooted their encouragement to Suzy when she joined me in my car. I don't think they actually thought anything was going on, they were just winding her up.

She was quite drunk, but nothing of the magnitude of the previous Sunday. She did, on the way home, tell me in great detail that at some venues there was a perfect 'sweet spot' where the furniture vibrated to the bass frequency. We had been a venue in Coventry (then called The Beer Engine) and that location was a wooden bench halfway up the room. She described it as like sitting on a washing machine and the song "Play that funky music/superstition" which centres on the lowest note (bottom E) had had her coming in her pants, that evening, she freely admitted.

We headed up the A45 to my house and once I'd loaded the gear in, I downed a large glass of red wine as I felt rather depressingly sober compared to Suzy Sage.

Once I'd emptied it we fairly rushed up the stairs to my room. My room was immaculate as of course I'd been expecting her, this week.

Sally stripped her jacket off followed by her blouse. Her bra was lacy and pink, almost sheer and revealed her magnificently erect - very large - nipples. She dropped her skirt next and she was indeed sporting an absolutely GORGEOUS stockings and suspenders ensemble. Seamed, silk stockings and something I'd not seen for YEARS, French knickers in dark blue silk and they were visibly wet at the crotch. She wasn't slim, Suzy, she was voluptuous, in fact her elegant clothing was hiding a body to die for.

"Let's see you" she said, matter of factly, and sat in the room's only chair.

I stripped my t shirt off and began to unbutton my jeans. She watched intently as I did so. I pulled my jeans down and off. I'd got black Calvin Klein briefs on underneath. I non verbally indicated I wanted her to take them down. She wouldn't, but as I did, having to pull the waistband right out to accommodate my erection, her hand slipped into her knickers.

"SHOW ME" she said in a deep and throaty voice.

I pulled them down and off.

She was sitting there, wanking.

"Get your tits out, I want to see" I said

"No" she shook her head "Have to wait. Go on, see if you can suck it then. I was going to ask if you wanted me to help you get hard, but you're like a ROCK already" she giggled

I got on the bed, upside down, legs up the wall, you know how it goes and I WAS really quite supple from all the Karate I did in those days. A moment later Suzy was on the bed and 'helping' to guide my cock into my mouth.

"Scuse fingers" she chuckled "Open wide! Jesus you're so fucking HARD, I can hardly move it!"

My cock was now in my mouth and I began to try to suck it. That bit's not easy and Suzy decided to wank me as I did.

"Fucking hell! Fucking HELL!" she breathed

Then - all too soon - I was SO enjoying her watching me do this thing - because it was turning her on SO much and all the other factors, as we'd never fucked yet, never seen each other naked (I STILL han't seen her!) I CAME, pumping quite a lot of pent up sperm into my own mouth. I'd been saving it up all week. Perhaps I shouldn't have, perhaps if I hadn't, I'd have had less to swallow and lasted longer for her, but there it was. Once I'd come she pulled my cock out of my mouth and took it into her own where she sucked it for England. Then she came in for a SNOG with me still upside down and her tongue down my throat, trading spermy kisses.

WOW! The great grandaddy of all orgasms. For ME.

Suzy was absolutely steaming. She took her bra off as I righted myself on the bed. Her tits were absolutely divine, I have to say, big, full and fucking gorgeous. She then stripped her French knickers off so all she was wearing were the stockings and suspenders. Her pubes were shaved into a rectangle - a mars bar it was known as, back when women HAD pubic hair. Below that the labia were bare and the labia were coated in FOAM. Bubbles, she was SO wet.

I moved down

"Can I LICK it?" I asked

"You'd FUCKING BETTER!" she grinned

I spent a bit of time on her tits, sucking on her magnficent nipples - they were massive - but she pushed my head down toward her brimming cunt and looked after her breasts herself, lovingly pulling and tweaking the nipples.

I arrived at her pussy and it was, as I have mentioned, absolutely fucking SOAKING, dribbling onto my clean duvet. I wasn't complaining, mind. I slipped my tongue inside her deep, open hole and devoured the juices. I was gulping down her juices before shifting my attention to her engorged clitoris where I lapped and lapped, writing the alphabet with the tip of my tongue, whilst introducing one, then two fingers deep into her cunt.

Her hips bucked as she groaned and came, her pussy again releasing a gush of fluid.

My lower face was dripping with her come.

She grabbed me by the hair and dragged me up to her head level to frenziedly lick all the come off my face.

Once she'd finished this she kissed me passionately before finally resting her head on my chest and cuddling up to me.

We both looked down and realised I was fully hard again.

"I want to FUCK you" I said, romantic soul that I am

"I can't" she said "I'm a married woman!"

I looked at her and she burst out laughing.

She got up and got astride me.

"I'm sterilised" she announced "so ..unless you've got the clap we don't need condoms, and I do LOVE to feel the sperm fly. Okay with you?"

It was.

Suzy popped me in and sat right down on it. She was roomy and wet and she began to grip with her formidable muscles as she vigorously rode me. I held onto her suspenders as I always had with Lyn, another stockings fan.

She grabbed and squeezed her tits as she rocked her hips back and forth on me and pretty soon, inside of five minutes, she was coming again and big time. She caressed a breast whilst looking down at where my cock entered her body and lovingly rubbing her clitoris.

I hadn't come when she jumped off. She again took me in her mouth, then between her breasts, then back in her mouth.

"Stop" I said gently "bend over, I want to fuck you from behind"

She dutifully got on all fours for me, her curvy arse perfectly framed by the stockings and suspenders.

I slipped into her from behind, deep in, up to my balls.

I firmly grabbed a buttock in each hand, and fucked away with as much energy as I was able to muster.

She groaned and grunted as my cock hammered away at her insides and she did manage another orgasm before I splattered her insides with my hot sperm. She moaned and fingered herself. When I'd slipped out she stuck her fingers in there and retrieved what she could reach and then sucked on the fingers, whilst looking me intently in the eye.

This done, she collapsed onto the bed and within minutes, being as I said, rather drunk to begin with, she was asleep and snoring quite loudly.

I showered and went downstairs for another glass of wine. If she was asleep then I might as well, but my adrenaline was running still. It was bad enough after a gig, let alone the fucking of Suzy Sage.

I went back up and slipped into bed behind her, she didn't stir, I turned the bedside lamp off and drifted off to sleep.

Somewhere in the night I'd cuddled right up behind her with my cock resting between her buttocks. When I drifted up out of sleep I was between her buttocks and fully hard again.

She stirred.

"Did you want to fuck me up there, honey?" she asked sleepily

"Your bum?"

She nodded

"Do you like it?"

"I'd like it with YOU" she replied

A couple of minutes later I'd slipped a magnum onto my erection and was greasing her arse up with KY, she shivered at the 'intrusion' but lay her head on the pillow with her magnificent chestnut hair all over it and stuck her bum up in the air.

I took my cock and as gently as I could, entered her tight dark hole. She fair frantically masturbated as I increasingly vigorusly fucked her arse and at her request I gave her a good spanking as we went, I didn't want to pinken her buttock to the extent that hubby might notice.

Suzy reassured me he wouldn't notice if she came in wearing a gasmask.

Finally she came and asked me to pull out, she whipped the condom off and lovingly sucked me off, relishing in swallowing the little remaining sperm I had left.

Later when we'd showered we had breakfast at the nearby cafe and I dropped her back to Harborne. Not to the house, to the shops. I didn't really want to face the husband, he might have seen it in my face what we'd been up to. Or he might not.

In the following months / years there were adventures - she wanted me to arrange a threesome MMF - for which my mate Kevin gladly obliged and an FFM where Lyn and she went for it to such an extent that I felt positively excluded.

She went on to MANAGE the band whilst I was still with them, and she cried when I left.

She got divorced and settled happily with a new man.

About ten years ago I had an email from her husband to tell me she'd died. An aneurysm whilst in a taxi on the way to beer judging event.

RIP "Suzy Sage"

IZZY

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Mattie writes Mon 22 Jul 2024 14:54:

She sounded awesome!

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Lyn writes Sun 21 Jul 2024 11:36:

I did indeed. What a very naughty lady she was. Bless her.

Lyn xx

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