Punk Eva

“That was a bloody good show tonight,” Matt the drummer said hugging his three bandmates. “Sold out the stadium and had two encores. It doesn’t get fucking better than that, lads!”

Geo the bassist and Marcus the lead guitarist high fived as Marcus said, “Props to our leading lady, Eva! She killed the set tonight.”

Eva wearing a sleeveless altered denim jacked and denim mini skirt smiled as she said, “It’s all of you gents too. A lead singer is only as good as her band. We are all bloody legends tonight!”

Matt got four glasses of whiskey and handed each of them a glass. “Cheers to all of our bloody fans!” They all clinked their glasses together and all took the shot with relative ease. Eva coughed a bit as she really was more of a social drinker unlike her bandmates that drank like a fish.

“Well I’m out, gentlemen,” Eva said lying down on a nearby couch.

“You sure, Eve? We feel bad leaving you alone,” Matt said checking on their fearless leader.

“Cmon now! It’s a lot easier for y’all to do your thing with your raving fans without the only female around,” she said with a wink. “I’m honestly spent and that shot packed a helluva punch.”

“Alright we will see you back at the hotel, luv,” Marcus said with each arm around the other bandmate.

“Try not to have too much fun, darlings,” she said with a wave. Her head was spinning a bit as the door closed and she spoke to herself, “ugh my body just cannot handle ****…” The heat flashes came next as she was sweating heavily in her heavy jean clothing. She looked around and the room was empty as she undid the buttons on her jacket. It felt nice to free her B cup tits from their jean prison as she dropped it to the ground. She slid down her skirt down her plump booty and discarded it next to her vest. She laid back on the couch and felt the next stage of drunkenness: insatiable horniness.

She looked for something to help scratch her itch and saw that Marcus’ guitar looked perfect to help. She rubbed her pussy on the bottom part of the guitar and it glided with relative ease. “Fuckkk…that feels so good…” Her pussy was craving more so she decided to insert the tip into her pink, gooey opening. She covered her mouth to avoid screaming out as it stretched out her tight walls of her pussy. She began to grind into it as she held the neck of the guitar. She had never tried this but it sure felt amazing to get her pussy stretched by the guitar.