Groupie Love

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Pebble

She made me question everything. The way her black bangs fell over her face and slim hips rocked into her electric guitar.

The crowd of people kept getting in the way as I tried desperately to keep my eyes on her. The band continued to play, and for the first time, I understood the appeal of rockstars. I wanted her to choose me. Pick me out of the crowd. Take me back to her tour bus, and fuck my brains out.

Until I saw her, I had never imagined being with a woman. Something about her confidence and the way she moved. Now I can’t stop thinking about her fingering me like her guitar.