A Groupie's Diary | By : Rainesama Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 4126 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Encounter #11
One night Yolanda was getting dressed to go to the latest Beanie Man concert. She was a big fan of reggae as well as hip-hop and was anxious to go.
She stepped out of the house in a reddish brown bikini top, matching miniskirt, and black stiletto open-toe heels.
The concert was packed with people moving to the music and everyone got their money’s worth. Yolanda wasted no time at all after the show, heading backstage. After flashing a backstage pass a ‘friend’ had lent her, she was soon on her way.
She soon found her quarry and headed into a room at the end of the hall. There were a lot of men in the room with dreads, but no Beanie Man. She sighed. Too late.
“Hey gurly, who you lookin’ for? Beanie Man?” one asked in a thick Rastafarian accent.
Yolanda nodded, leaning up against the doorframe.
“Sorry, he left soon as de show was ova,” another said.
Yolanda ran a hand through her hair and turned to leave.
“Wait, why does it have to be Beanie Man?” one asked.
Yolanda looked back at them with a raised brow.
“We got smokes and we got money if you be interested,” one said, pulling out a blunt and a wad of cash.
Yolanda smirked. She liked to get high every once in a while.
She was soon riding down the street with these four guys in their hoopty of a car at a crazy speed. They soon parked somewhere in a deserted part of the city to smoke. They kept their windows up and giggled over stupid, trivial things.
The one at the wheel and the other in the passenger seat stepped out to get food at the Liquor up the block from them, complaining about the “munchies”.
While they were gone, one of them started helping himself to feeling on Yolanda’s thigh and slowly moving upward.
Yolanda turned and looked at him with a raised brow before shoving him aside and sitting back. She blew out a fog of smoke before passing the blunt to the man sitting to her left.
The one on her right didn’t give up though. He started rubbing on her thigh again and now, nibbling on her ear. Yolanda giggled and tried to push him off, but he just wrapped his arms around her, pulling one of her legs up against him.
The one on her left got out of the car to smoke the rest of the blunt as he sat on the trunk. Yolanda moaned gigggiggled more as her partner soon had three of his fingers inside of her, torturing her as he ravished her neck.
That’s when the other two got back from the liquor store with food in hand.
“Hey, where’s de other two?” one asked the guy sitting on the trunk.
He sat back, “In de car fuckin’.”
The first two looked at each other and smiled. One walked over to the driver’s side and opened the door. Yolanda’s partner had already pulled off her panties and had laid her on her back so that he could make out with her while he fondled her breasts.
The one at the driver’s setarttarted the car and rolled down the window. Then got out and closed the door. His comrade was standing not far from the car with a camcorder in hand shooting Yolanda and her partner in the back of the car.
The guy making out with Yolanda suddenly pulled her up and guided her halfway out of the window. He wasted no time pulling down his pants before banging into her from behind.
She gasped as her breasts shook with each thrust. He was pile driving into her at the speed and roughness he was using! But she liked it and smiled into the camera as her breasts shook and she moaned loudly into the streets.
The guy sitting on the trunk had soon run out of smokes and was starting to get a little horny himself. So he slipped off of the trunk and moved to the side where Yolanda wasn’t sticking out of.
By the time he had open the door, Yolanda and her partner had cum and collapsed onto the car seat.
“You got that?” the driver asked.
“All of it,” his nd snd said with a smirk.
The guy who had run out of smokes grabbed his friend and pushed him out of the car before climbing in himself and shutting the door. While his friend was trying to get himself together, he himself was taking off his own clothing before laying Yolanda onto her back and pulling her legs over his shoulders. Without a second thought eganegan pounding her at the same speed as his friend. He marveled at the sight of Yolanda’s breasts bouncing like basketballs with each thrust. He pushed some of his long dreads out of his face and tilted his head back as he pumped deeper into her and harder. His friends by that time had moved closer to the car and were filming the whole thing.
The two eventually came and collapsed. Yolanda collected her money and the four dropped her off at her house. She didn’t even think twice about her escapades being recorded on film.
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