As I mentioned before during my 20s I was playing in a rock band and we played the circuit up and down the coast, west to east.

While we were never the main act, we opened for a couple of really great bands at the time. This was the 80s and the metal scene was ripping.

One of the many advantages of opening for a major act was the fact that we were done by the time they started their set and we had the chance to scout their groupies before they even had a chance to lay their eyes on them. One night we were playing a cool gig in the San Fernando Valley and the concert attracted a bunch of porn stars. During the 80s there was one gal in particular that always got me hot, and that was Ashlyn Gere. I can only imagine the look on my face when I ran into her backstage after we finished playing our set - but then again, this was the valley- home to the porn industry. Trying not to come across as too much of a nerd and, of course, trying not to seem desperate, I began talking to her and we had a nice chat. I told her I had to go for the shower and I'd be back later, hoping to see her. Sadly by the time I was finished the main act was done, too, and the girls had all made it to their dressing room. Well, what did I expect? After all they all came to get a piece of the "big boys." After a few drinks we headed back to the hotel that we shared with the main act and got a party started. Suddenly, and to our surprise, a few of the girls came over to see us - including Ashlyn - and suddenly the party got really hot.

I've always been a bit shy and don't like to push things, so for the time being I was content with talking to her about her music taste and the porn industry. The first of my buddies already headed out to their rooms, a girl or two in their arms. It became apparent to me that Ashlyn was here for more than just some small talk but somehow I felt I could not make a move, something was blocking me.

I knew she would either leave or take the initiative and only a few minutes later she did make her move. She at right next to me and put her hand in my lap where my thingy was already throbbing with excitement. She leaned in and whispered in my ear - "Do you want to do it right here, or do you have a bed of your own?" "Come with me, " was all I managed to say, took her hand and led her to the room I shared with our drummer.

I led her in, and closed the door - but not before I put the "Do not disturb" sign outside.

Immediately she was all over me. "I thought you'd never touch me, " she said as she took off my shirt and began unbuttoning my Levi's. "I came to your party for a reason, you know, " and with that she pulled out my thingy and began stroking it. A big smile must have made it onto my face because she looked at me and laughed. "You have no idea how often I have dreamed of this, " I told her as she wrapped her lips around my length and began to suck on it gently. Her tongue ran up and down my shaft and every time she reached the top of the head she would swallow it and deep throat my length, only to toy it again on the next run. I was in heaven.

My hands were all over her body. Her full breasts felt exactly the way I had always imagined.

Firm, bouncy and voluptuous. I began fingering her wet snatch. It was soft and ready and toyed her juice from my fingers. Somehow we made it over to the bed and she opened her legs for me to see her inner sanctum.

Her fingers were running wild on her soft edges, massaging them, spreading them, diving into her softness and caressing her personal place, while she never moved an eye from me. She had me transfixed entirely.

Slowly I got closer and finally knelt before the bed, my head in her wet lap.

I eat my heart out. She tasted so good I could feel my thingy teasing with precum. Over and over I ran my tongue along her slit, diving in, giving her broad strokes and tickling her personal place with the tip of my tongue. "Play me, " she finally said.

"Play me real good, " and with that I pushed my rock hard length into her puffy, wet softness. She began grinding her hips and quickly I could tell that she was a pro - quelle surprise. Every time I was getting close to coming she would change her movement or the position to ease me back. I was surfing on the edge of an orgasm for what must have been 30 minutes or so.

I could not believe it.

Never had I felt something like this, not even in my dreams of Ashlyn. She got noisier and noisier by the minute herself and eventually she grabbed my hips, pushing it back and forth, driving my thingy in and out of hr softness at a frantic pace. I could no longer hold back. I did not want to hold back any longer and as I was almost there, I pulled out my length ready to give it some last strokes with my hand. But she was faster. She quickly started sucking me off like I had never been sucked before. I came all over her wonderful boobs. Big goops of jizz splattering her chest, slowly running down her breasts. I spent another few minutes eating her out until she came and we both collapsed on the bed, ready for a drink. I got up and to my surprise saw my roommate, our drummer, looking at me with a wicked smile from the other end of the room.

I had put out the DND sign to keep him out but we never even thought about checking if maybe he was in the room already. Well, he had the pleasure of watching us while we never knew, completely caught up in our own sexual frenzy.

"You should have joined us, " Ashlyn said with a smile, rubbing her cum-covered breasts in his face with a laugh. "I don't play well with others, " he said with a smirk as he took off his short, unbuttoned his own pants and grabbed her, almost throwing her on the bed.

Ah, what a night it was memorable to say the least.