When my wife was a senior in college she was dating a sound engineer. He was the one who ran the soundboard at the local concert venue and a couple smaller clubs.

The night before, she had gone with him to a small show in a bar. He had ignored her the whole night, and didn't intervene when a creep was hitting on her, because he thought it was funny. She was pissed.

That night, a new band (who is now much more well known) was doing a private show at one of the smaller venues he ran the soundboard for. He invited her and she jumped at the opportunity.

She wore a white tank top, with a yellow bra, a wrap skirt, and a red thong. There were maybe 20 people there at the most, including the band. They played a couple of songs and she said the drummer could not take his eyes off of her. Nor could she take her eyes off of his "perfectly sculpted" body. During the first break, he approached her, and was very flirtatious. He had leather pants on, and she could see he was very well endowed.

They played another couple of songs before ending the set. Again, he kept his eyes on her the entire time. She was still mad about the previous night, and wanted to make her BF jealous. So after the set, the drummer found her again, and they chatted in a booth. He started rubbing her inner thigh, when her BF came over. She doesn't know if he saw the hand on her thigh, but was clearly annoyed. She sarcastically commented "What, it's not funny now?"

The BF asked if she was ready to leave, and she said no. He was annoyed, and said he had some work to get done, he'd find her afterwards. She watched him go to the bar. While they were talking, the drummer's hand moved further up her thigh, and was grazing the outside of her thong.

The drummer asked her if she wanted to see the dressing room, as his fingers now rubbed her pussy over her thong. She knew what he wanted and without a second thought, she giggled and said "Sure."

As soon as they got back there he locked the door behind him. He looked at her, undid the buttons on the fly of the pants and pulled them down. Without saying a word she got on her knees and began to suck his cock. It was already big, but got bigger in her mouth. He then grabbed her head and fucked her face, gagging her a few times.

He told her to stand up, and untied her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. He instructed (her words) her to strip for him. She started to pull her shirt off, and he said "Not like that, like a fucking stripper." She caught his hint and was more seductive, swaying her hips and cupping her breasts, before taking off her tank top by pulling it down her body instead of over her head, as she stepped forward, he met her with a kiss, and unclasped her bra, which fell to the floor. They made out as he directed her to the black leather couch, he spun her around and pushed her down onto the couch so her ass was facing him. He pulled her thong off and rubbed the head of his cock on her pussy. He commented "You are soaking wet, you want this cock don't you slut?"

Before she could answer she felt him push inside of her and he immediately filled her pussy. She said it was the biggest cock she had ever had inside of her. He started slow but quickly picked up the pace. She came on his cock within a few moments, which made him pick up the pace. This time, hitting her cervix with each thrust, which caused her to cum over and over, she was moaning loudly when he pulled out. He said "I'm not finishing in some slut's pussy, but you're going to finish me."

She turned around, sat on the couch and took him in her mouth again. He said "How does your pussy taste?" She didn't answer and kept blowing him, when he grabbed her hair and repeated "How does your fucking pussy taste?" as he pulled her off. She said "It tastes so good." and went back to sucking it. She could barely get much in her mouth but felt the head of his cock twitch, she knew he was ready to cum. He pulled out and unloaded a hot, thick stream of cum on her face and boobs.

He told her to lick the cum off her boobs. Which she did. He took her panties and wiped the cum off her face. He then tossed then over by his bag and told her to get dressed.

She ended up putting her tank on inside out. She could feel her cum still running down her legs as he redid her skirt. He gave her a final kiss and opened the door, smacking her ass on the way out.

She looked for her BF, but couldn't find him, so she took a cab back to her townhouse. When she got home her BF was there, and very upset. She told him it was late and she wanted to go to bed. He tried kissing her, but got her cheek. He noticed her top was inside out but didn't say anything, other than to let out a sigh.

They would end up breaking up a few weeks later.