Way Down Inside | By : TheFairyWithBoots Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Led Zeppelin Views: 236 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I very obviously do not own any of the characters in this story, and no disrespect is intended. Furthermore, there is absolutely no point to this fic other than pure, self-indulgent filth. Enjoy. |
The crowd roared once Led Zeppelin finished their final song for the night. The spell caused by the music still lingered over the venue, and even backstage where I was standing. I kept my eye on Robert as he smiled towards the crowd, and said into the mic, “San Francisco! Goodnight!” before setting his mic down and making his way backstage.
He wasted no time once he got to me, grabbing me firmly by the arm and pulling me along into his dressing room. The sexual energy of the concert and music made him hungry tonight, and I was more than willing to satisfy his need.
I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, opening my mouth for his tongue to enter. I felt as if I breathed this man. His hands reached down to knead my arse, pressing me up against him so that I could feel his full length through his tight bell bottoms.
Robert wasted no time, pulling my skirt down and pulling the straps on my shirt down off of my shoulders, not bothering with any form of teasing or foreplay as he normally would before shedding his own clothes.
I took in his gorgeous body as he pushed me towards the bed. He climbed on top of me, gripping my hips before pressing his hard tip against my clit. I gasped before he slid all the way into me.
I had tried suppressing my cries of pleasure. But Robert simply wasn't having any of it. He was needy for my touch, as if he longed to be between my thighs.
It never failed to astound me how well our bodies fit together. I watched as our bodies writhed together in front of the full length mirror he had moved in front of the bed before the show. He liked watching himself fuck me from an observer's point. And more importantly, he liked making me watch.
"Look into the mirror," he whispered gruffly in my ear. I panted, my face contorted with pleasure as he slid in and out of my cunt with a more rapid pace.
I cried out and gripped the sheets as he stimulated my clit. "Oh, fuck yes, Robert!" I gasped as I bucked my hips in time with his. I felt a sharp sting of pleasure in my core, unable to tell if it was caused by his hand, his dick, or both.
Robert growled in my ear as he rolled over on top of me, spreading my legs apart wide so that he could pound into my pussy. "I... said... look into the mirror!" It came out as a stern command. I panted and moved underneath him, wanting to feel more than see.
But I leaned my head back, gazing into the mirror. I gasped. I looked like such a dirty whore on my back with my legs spread so wide. My eyes were dilated with desire, and my mouth made an "O" shape as I felt another sharp sting of pleasure. I could see Robert's cock sliding in and out of my slick folds.
"See how beautiful you are, baby?" he grunted as he thrust into me deeper.
I let out a cry that sounded almost animalistic. I started moving my hips faster, trying to speed out Robert's thrusts. A smile came across Robert's face as if to say "oh, two can play that game." He started thrusting faster, having boundless energy even after the hours of performing. We seemed to be in a sort of race to see who could go faster. Neither of us seemed willing to surrender to the other.
I looked up at him, riding his cock just as well on my back as I would on top of him. But Robert was stronger and his firm grip on my hips had made it easier to control my movements. I wasn't giving up though. I thrust my pelvis towards him, bringing him deeper inside of me. Pleasure contorted his face as my cunt clenched around the full length of his cock. I watched his face twist and scrunch up as he slowed down long enough to savor how deep inside me he was before a smile broke out across his face before he continued his thrusts, only this time allowing me to catch up with him again, though still clutching onto my hips greedily.
We both moaned in unison, our naked bodies speeding towards the inevitable climax. We had been dating for a few years now, but there were moments such as this where he made me feel like his dirty little slut rather than his longtime partner. And I loved it. I loved every minute of it.
Robert clutched my hips and leaned down to press his naked chest against mine. I clung to him, still moving my hips in time with his. I caught a glance of our tangled limbs in the mirror. The pace of our hips resembled two animals mating out in the wild, the lust was so raw, primal, and at full force.
I felt a sharp sting of pleasure on my clit again and then another way down inside. "Robert! Oh, fuck yes!" I cried out. "I'm getting close!"
Robert let out a groan as his chest glistened with sweat as he propped himself up and rode me like one of his horses back home. I let out a lustful moan as I reached up and stroked his chest.
"Ah...ah... ahhhh !" I arched my back as I released around him, my head spinning as my vision clouded with pure lust and bliss, digging my nails into Robert's shoulders.
He gripped onto my hips, pushing every inch of himself deep into my cunt before his eyes rolled back in his head. He shot his seed deep inside me, moaning so loudly, there was no way we couldn't be heard through the thin dressing room walls. He continued to move his hips, riding out his orgasm. The feeling of his hot release seeping deep inside me causing a dopey smile to spread across my face.
Robert collapsed on my chest; his naked chest pressed against mine. He was still buried way down inside of me, and he was breathing hard into my neck.
"Fuck," he breathed heavily.
I let out a small laugh, still breathless. I reached my hands up to gently stroke his hair, which was damp with sweat. He pressed a kiss to my neck before raising himself up to slowly pull himself out of me. I already felt empty inside and wanted him back inside me.
"We should probably head back to the hotel," he whispered gently to me. "I don't think the road manager would appreciate it if we spent the night in the dressing room."
I nodded sleepily before getting up. We slowly dressed each other, not in any hurry to go back to our regular state. Once we were dressed, we made our way back to the hotel. Robert had a protective arm around me as we walked. I smiled softly, leaning into his arms, enjoying his soft, loving nature after such a lustful session.
We undressed again once we got back to the hotel. Robert took me in his arms and laid back on the bed, allowing me to rest my head on his chest. I closed my eyes, running my hand over the soft hair on his chest. I felt his hand stroke my hair gently before his lips touched the top of my head.
"Rest, my love," he whispered gently. "Because we will start again in the morning."
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