The concert heats up

Madison buys you extra snacks at the concessions stand. She even springs for a t-shirt, since you were nice enough to provide the tickets.

You find your seats quickly. There aren't as many seats as you expected, the concert hall has a lot more space between the rows than normal. It must be a fancy place that prides itself on foot room or something.

"Who's the opening act?" asks Madison as you take your seat.

"Uh, I don't know. Some guy I never heard of."

The curtain opens. It's just one guy with a guitar, but Madison seems to really like him. He doesn't have a shirt on and his pants are really tight.

Halfway through his third song Madison leans over and says, "This little guy is pretty hot. How'd you like to eat my pussy for awhile?"

"Can I?! You know I always love to serve you!"

Madison smiles and slides down in her seat. "Yeah, I know. Go ahead and get to it."

You crawl down between her legs, suddenly understanding why the rows have so much space between them and the carpet is so thick. Glancing side to side, you see that you're not even close to the first guy to get between his girlfriend's knees. You pull Madison's skirt up and, since she's not wearing any panties, you bury your tongue in her perfect pussy.

Madison, being a very considerate girlfriend, holds your head and positions you where she wants you. When she wants you deeper, she pulls your head in tight. Soon her juices gush out and you lap them up. You keep licking. Her powerful thighs clamp down around your ears and the music becomes muffled. Her wonderful, musky scent fills your nose and eating her pussy becomes your whole world. Soon you lose track of time as you work her to cumming on your face again and again.

Eventually Madison lets you up. Both of you pant as you retake your seat, wiping her juices off your face with your sleeve. Then you notice that the main act has taken the stage while you were pleasuring your girlfriend.

They're gorgeous. The Persian Queens are a power trio. The blonde on guitar is as tall and buxom as Madison. The redhead on base is short for a girl, but still taller than you and even curvier than the guitarist. The brunette on drums has on a sleeveless shirt, showing off powerful guns that remain feminine. All three of them have pouty lips and sexy rock star faces that could be on the cover of any magazine.

Madison notices the way you're staring. She leans in again and asks, "Any particular reason why you're drooling?"