The Rocker Chick (IC, semi closed)

(This thread is semi closed, meaning if you want a part read the OOC thread here. http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=1189379 and message me there or pm me)



Sweat dripped from her body, as the hot lights shone onto her body, kneeling down as she mounted her bass, strumming the last few chords of the finale. Her top was lost half way through the performance, showing off her bare breast enhanced by nipple rings. Her skirt stockings, and collar were the only items of clothing that remained, as she had a tendency to strip during her performance. A mini riot started in the mosh pit when she threw her panties into the crowd.

As she strummed towards the finish, clutching the microphone in one hand, she screamed out in orgasm, totally losing track of lyrics she was meant to be signing. But most people who came to the show didn’t care if the female signer of the metal band Twin Vipers actually sang, they came for the sex show. For the female singer who went by the name of Tera Ryzen was being dubbed by the media as Metal’s Sex Queen because of her antic she’s done on stage. This was one of her tamer performances.

Catching her breath as she recovered, Tera brought the mic back to her lips and said. “Thank you Col…..Cocklumbus.” Everyone knew what was on her mind, and having half a bottle of Jack in her didn’t help as well. Two roadies came and escorted her off the stage. Tera turned to the two roadie’s smiling, “So where are those 3 studs I told you to give VIP passes to, I’m ready to party”

The two roadies turned to her saying “Saul has ordered us to bring you right to him tonight.”

Tera whined as the two burly men continued to escort her, one under each of her arms, “Come the fuck on, this is the third night he’s cunt blocked me. I have sucked his dick three nights in a row. He knows I need more. I’ve been a good girl. I’ve been a good girl.”

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as Saul was the executive of her label, so he was their boss as well. Most everyone who worked at the label knew there was some sort of thing between Saul and Tera, but they didn’t speak about it out loud.

Tera was pissed that the two roadies, named Lawrence and Murray, two burly biker looking dudes, two people who were considered her best friends while on the road, were keeping her from having fun. These were the same two people that helped her pick out her first tattoos, who seemed to be turning more and more into Saul’s henchmen.
As the brought her onto the tour bus they gently set her on her knees and waited outside the bus for a smoke, because they figured Saul didn’t want them to go far. As Tera sat on her knees, she hated Saul for thought he was a prick, but there was something about him that she tolerated his bullshit.

It seemed like Saul was stuck in the past. She remembered the first time met Saul, she was a young college student standing outside music store, with an her uncles acoustic guitar playing music outside for change, so she could by Blood Lust tickets, her favorite metal band at the time. Saul happened to be in the store doing a tour making sure his label Interstellar albums were receiving the same amount of shelf space as the competitions’ were. As he heard her voice, he invited her to the studio to record a demo. Everyone loved her voice, and contract was signed right there.

That should have been best time of her life, but Saul wanted to make her pop princess, because that’s where the money was, according to him. She released an album under her real name Becky Paige. The album was all sugar and fluff, for she wasn’t allowed to write her own music. She wasn’t even allowed to play a guitar, a skill she was brought of cause her uncle taught her. When she went on tour, she was told to look pretty and dance, but her heart wasn’t in the performances and audiences could tell. Sales of her first album tanked, and the label was pressuring Saul to fire her.
One day after getting into an argument with Saul, Becky went to her uncle’s place to cool off, when she heard a band practicing next door. They were a local band called The Vipers who were playing gigs in bars. Tera asked if she could jam with them. At first they seemed skeptical because they knew who she was, but once she picked up the bass, and showed what she could do, they allowed her to jam with them. During that session Becky found playing theuputic and herself screaming about Saul, letting all her anger out. After she was finished, everyone was fully impressed with her skill, they invited her to join them in their weekend gig at bar they played played at regularly.

But first she needed to get back in touch with her metal roots, they dyed her hair black and chopped most of it off. They went and bought a bass for herself, and decided to change her name. Someone said she was such a terror on the bass and with her voice, might as well call her Tera Ryzen, which she gladly adopted.

Friday the night of the bar gig, the bar was only half capacity, for the regular patrons were used to The Viper’s sound. By the end of the night everyone was cheering for The Vipers that word of mouth spread quickly about their new addition that the bar was packed Saturday and Sunday. After those three shows, Tera felt great release of tension. She felt like she was meant to be a metal star not a pop princess, so to show appreciation, she brought The Vipers into the studio on Monday and demanded Saul sign them to a deal, with her as a member.

At first Saul wasn’t going to give into her demands, but when she threatened to quit and leave him, he signed them to a deal, thinking that they would tank and he would have his pop princess back. As to the group having 2 lead singers now they changed their name to Twin Vipers. To his surprise, their first album sold triple platinum, and their shows were sold out every night. Today they are tour promoting their third album “Cries of the Dying Butterflies.”

What seemed to hurt Saul the most was how quickly Tera was embracing the rock and roll life style. Excessive drinking and sex. The sex is what seemed to hurt Saul the most for she wasn’t his little pet anymore, she was fucking a random guy a night, then it was 2, now three guys a night, and plus her antics on stage was getting more and more out there as well. He said he was tightening her leash both literally and medathocally for her own good, but she thinks he’s afraid of losing her, which brings to where at today.

Tera only listened as Saul let off steam, not bothering to say anything when he gets like this. When he finally finished, he told her to get showered and dressed. She was no way going to take a shower on the bus with the hot water being broken. She sighed as she felt like a prisoner on the bus, she could try appealing to Larry or Maury, but she didn’t want to get them into trouble.

She started to scratch the area around her neck, and shivered slightly, even though it was 85 degrees out and the bus wasn’t running. She heard the voice of another asshole she didn’t like, Dick who was actually a dick. She is almost positive he has her hooked on some sort drug in patches he places under her collar, but every time she brings up to Saul and she is tested, only thing in her piss is booze. “Not now Dick don’t have time for your bullshit.”

I take a long draw off of my cigarette as I try to bury the anger growing in my chest. I don't even know why I bother to get pissed off anymore but I do. Tera not only fucked up the encore but was masturbating on stage! It's not like I'm not used to it, she does it all the time, and the fans love it. Maybe that's why I'm angry. The fans don't care about the music the just come to watch live porn.

I angrily throw my cigarette on the ground and stomp on it. I feel like fighting so I look for Tera. There are two things I can also count on from Tera: she will always strip on stage and she's always ready for a fight with me. We have a weird relationship. Half the time we're best friends and the other half we're fighting like feral dogs.

I walk over to the tour bus and shake my head in disgust as I watch Dick get on. Maybe I won't have to fight with Tera after all, I much prefer to take my anger out on him. As I walk to the door of the bus one of the roadies, Larry, blocks my path. "Sorry Joey, can't let you on. Saul says." I give Larry a cold look. "Remember that redhead who blew you last week because you gave her a backstage pass?" Larry nods nervously. "Yea. That shit won't fly anymore unless you get the fuck out of my way." Larry quickly moves aside "sorry Joey, didn't mean to piss you off." I flip Larry off as I get on the bus.

I see Dick watching Tera with his plastered on smile as she messes with her collar. The all mighty Saul demands that she wears the collar all the time and of course she obeys. I decide that I don't feel like fighting and I just grab a bottle of whiskey from the table as I throw myself onto my bed. I take a long drink from the bottle and lie back. "Tonight's better for brooding than fighting anyways." I mutter under my breath as I grab my notebook to work on a new song.

Just as Dick is about to reach into Tera's collar, to pulled out his hidden patch and replace it with a new one, she notices a commotion outside. The two voices Tera notices right away, one is Larry and the other is her band mate Joey. Joey always seemed to be pissed off about something, Tera thought to herself. She just sighed as he barged his way onto their tour bus. It was Saul's paronia that he ordered no one enter the bus, cause of the past Tera and Joey used to have.

Back when Twin Snakes first was signed, Joey was one that looked out for Tera, helped her be more of herself when they went on their first national tour, help her break away from the carefully sculpted pop princess image Saul had created. They became close and even started to date in secret, for Tera was afraid of what Saul would say. But soon Tera's behavior of overcharged sexuality became too much for Joey and they broke up. Their relationship has been rocky ever since.

It seemed that Joey shared some of Saul's parnonia cause Tera stayed submissive to Saul even though she swears she hates his guts, making Joey think that Saul has more control over Tera than he actually does.

As Joey just brushed past them muttering to himself, Tera wanted to say something, but Dick's hand on her collar brought her attention back to him.

I watch in mild interest as Dick began to fiddle with Tera's collar. "Why is everyone so fucking fascinated with her collar?" I wondered to myself. I shrug and take a drink of whiskey. "Why the fuck should I care what she does?" I shake my head "why do I care at all?" I feel a rage brought on by confusion rise up in my chest and I decide to let it take over.

I jump up from my bed and fling the bottle of whiskey at Dick's head. I'm disappointed when the bottle sails past his head and explodes against the wall. "FUCK!" I roar as I storm out of the bus. I walk forward into the night blinded by my rage. When I calm down enough to see where I am I realize that I've ended up in an alley way behind the building we just played in. I shrug my shoulders and pull out a cigarette. I lean against the wall, light my cigarette, and try to calm down.

As Tera was concerned with Dick what he had in mind, she barely noticed the bottle as it nicked her shoulder and fell onto the floor. She turned around and cussed out her friend whom she was really pissed off at right now.

“God dammit Joey that almost hit me in the head, you asshole!”

He just scoffed and walked right past both of them making his way off the bus, crunching the glass under his shoe making it even smaller easier to cut someone’s bare feet. She didn’t have time to worry about Joey that long as Dick was already peeling off and applying the new patch. The patch was strong and acted quickly as soon the room started spinning, and melting right in front of her eyes.
the experience so surreal that it just made it look like she was staring off into space.

While on this drug Tera had no idea what she was doing, nothing in the world was real to her. She had no control over what she was doing, unlike when she was drunk, at least she knew what she was doing, just very bad judgment about it. The only thing that seemed to recognize by her body were sexual acts while high on this new drug, but faces were super blurry to her.

She felt herself being pushed to her knees and what looked like an anaconda that wanted a kiss, so she leaned down and kissed it, but soon it jumped down her throat and was trying to tunnel its way into her stomach. Giggling as it squirmed in her mouth as she lazly looked up with a shit eating grin on her face.

Joey finished his cigarette and felt considerably calmer. Not calm enough to return to the bus, but calmer. He left the alley way heading for the party happening back stage. He walked into the stadium and navigated his way through the labyrinth of hall ways until he heard the thumping of loud music. He followed the sound until he found the party.

Joey grabbed a drink from a passing party goer, ignoring their complaint as he headed for a couch towards the back of the room. He sat down on the couch and watched the party in silence. A few moments later Walrus, the Viper's drummer, approached him. Walrus was a short man with a shaved head, with a strong dislike for shirts. He was currently wearing only a pair of plad shorts and was, as usual, stoned out of his mind.

"Joey, dude! Do you want to hit this bowl with me?" Walrus asked holding the pipe up to Joey. "No man, I'm good" Joey said holding up his drink. "Alright dude, I'm going to find me a redhead!" Walrus said as he wandered back into the party.

Joey gave a half smile as he watched his friend disappear into the crowd. "Walrus may be an idiot stoner, but at least he keeps his shit together on stage" Joey thought. Joey leaned back and closed his eyes, tuning out the sound of the party and focused on the song blaring through the speakers. "Wolf moon" he thought. "I bet we could do a good cover of this song." Joey continued enjoying the song, ignoring the world around him.

As Tera’s mind drifted into the clouds, she found herself soon soaring out of the atmosphere and into space. She started to soar past Mars, was on her way to Jupiter when she heard voices. At first the voices were different as if were at war, but soon only one voice remained. As the remaining voice called out to her, Tera looked for it. Franticly in the vastness of space, in Tera’s mind she heard the word’s “Daddy’s here.”

Once she heard those words, the hallucination made the stars around her form into the face of her dead father. As childhoods went, Tera’s could have made perfect recipe for future metal stardom. Her mother she didn’t know because she died shortly after giving birth to her, so her father put all his love and effort into raising Becky the best he could as a single parent. Becky was indeed daddy’s little girl, raised with the upmost care, Becky couldn’t have been more happy, until that fateful day when she was only 16, her father was killed by a drunk semi driver on icy highway on his way home from working in steel mill.

After her father’s death, Becky was moved in with her Uncle Jay. Jay was just as loving and caring as his brother, but he and his wife already had 3 kids, and didn’t have time to help Becky cope with her loss, so she turned to music to help her cope, which Jay had taught her to play the guitar 2 years before the death of her father. So that’s how Becky first started to cope with her pain, by writing songs and playing them on the corner whenever she had free time. Some of those songs are now famous worldwide thanks to being in Twin Vipers.

As the voice spoke to her some more, Tera reached out for it, half confused, “Father?”

Joey could feel himself begin to relax listening to the music blaring over the speakers. Most people would tense up listening to heavy metal music, but to Joey it was the most calming sound in the world. He let out a deep contented sigh. He would live inside music if he could. Just as he began to drift off he felt someone drop into his lap, wrapping their arms around him. "Hey baby, want to show me your tour bus?"

Joey's face contorted in rage as he opened his eyes to the blonde groupie trying her best to seduce him. If Joey had been in a better mood he may have gone along with her offer, but right now this skank was inturupting his much needed peace.

Joey quickly stood up, flinging the woman to the ground. He stormed towards the exit with the angry blonde shouting insults after him. He just needed to get away from everything. "Maybe Dick is gone by now." Joey thought heading in the direction of the tour bus.

As soon as her hallucination formed, she felt herself as if she was falling. It seemed like she was crashing down at an alarming rate, it almost seemed like she could see herself crashing through the bus and back into her own body. She opened her eyes blinking, and licking her lips. She taste familiar salty taste of seamen, she smiled at first, but then her last memory came back, she just cursed out loud.

“God fucking dammit Dick!”

She sat up and found herself wearing a robe, wondering who put that on her. Then she saw Saul looking at her. She rolled her eyes at him, groaning.
“Come to yell at me again, or you want your dick sucked too Master?”

Before he could reply, Tera noticed a sharp pain in her foot, at first she was confused, and remembered the bottle Joey threw.

“God dammit Joey!”

She started to cry from mixture of drugs, pain, and emotion. She turned to Saul, knowing how he felt about her, and deep down she felt for him in twist almost insane way. She sighed as grabbed cover of her bed and wrapped around herself, turned on her side away from Saul.

“I’m sorry for being a bad girl, I just need to be left alone for a little bit, ok?”

OOC: sorry I didn't see the new post until after I posted mine. I'll write a new one

"What's wrong you don't like when I jerk off on stage? Oh wait a minute. I'm not the one who fucking does that!" Joey growled at Saul. "And if Dick can't handle a couple bottles being thrown around, they he shouldn't be in the goddamn music business!" Joey shouted as he pushed past Saul. He went to the back of the bus, ignoring Tera sobbing in her bed and Saul's furious rant. All Joey wanted was for this day to be over. He got in his bed and lit a cigarette, while putting a pair of earbuds in. He turned his phone up to full volume and closed his eyes as the song "war outside" roared in his ears. "I hope Saul will just give up and leave." Joey thought taking a long draw from his cigarette.

As Tera drifted asleep from exhaustion, several hours and miles past before she woke up again. She looked up at her phone and saw the time was 5:13 AM. Knowing Saul usually had some early morning promotions going on, with local radio stations, instead of sleeping in, she decided to get up because Saul wanted to talk to her. Tera wrapped the robe tighter around her, but it was too bit so it slipped off her anyway exposing a breast as she walked.

She made her way to the front of the bus, careful not to wake Joey from the top bunk about hers. She saw Saul with pot of coffee, looking at a few papers. She sat down to the table beside him, trying to be civil with him as possible.

“So where is the next city we’re performing at again?”

She knew Saul had something on his mind he wanted to talk to her about, but figured she’d ease into whatever he wanted instead of flat out asking what he wanted.

Tera who was also known for her temper and not always thinking logically, listened to Saul berate her. He always seemed like this, trying to control her even if it’s for her own good. She listened to him and tried bite her tongue until he got out everything he wanted to say, or else they would have one of their famous shouting matches as one tries to talk over the other. She sighed trying to remain calm in her reply, she addressed the song problem first.

“What are you talking about? I recorded the bass and vocals for all 12 tracks already. Remember in Detroit you pulled me into a radio station and locked me in the recording booth until all 12 tracks were done? It’s that fat ass pot head drummer of ours that needs to be pulling his weight when comes to recording for albums.”

Figuring that minor issue was out of the way, now it was back to the same argument that has always been an issue when first met, her sexuality.

“I can’t help how good the bass feels, when tight against your abdomen and you strum it and vibrates against your skin. MMM fan fucking tastic.”

She could feel Saul’s eyes leer at her, not enjoying her sarcasm, which she in turned got serious.

“Maybe I wouldn’t have to cream all over my bass, if you would loosen the leash a little, you know let me have an outlet for my sexual frustration. You have cunt blocked me in the last 3 or 4 cities now, it’s a little frustrating.”

Tera could see she was hitting some nerves with Saul, but she had to get this off her chest. She can’t tell how many versions conversation they had, but Tera thought it eventually had to sink in.

“What Saul, the little pop pet princess you trained to be your slut outgrew your abilities to please her, when you trained to be ever hungry for you, but you leave her starved without your touch cause you are too busy so she has to subdue her need through others, is that is Saul?

Ever since the first day we met, you’ve tried controlling me, first by trying to turn me into something I stood against. You’ve tried to stifle my creativity every step of my career, until you were forced to witness what I was truly passionate about, and it scared you, didn’t it. You think just because we can have hot passionate sex when you’re in the mood and you slap a collar around my neck, I’m just going to be your little lap dog. I need to be me, can’t you see that? Saul I love you, but you make it way too dam easy to want to murder you, that how much you piss me off, Sir.”

Joey smelled rot. He could hear the sound of water far below him. He looked around to see that he was standing on an old wooden bridge. There were trees overhead that obscured the faint light of the moon. He looked behind him and saw only darkness, but looking forward he saw a faint light in the distance. He walked forward, towards the light, wondering where he was and how he'd got there. He walked for what felt like an eternity and it didn't seem like the light was getting any closer. Then suddenly he was at an old stone door with a torch burning on either side. In the back of his mind he knew this door was important but he had no idea why. He reached up and placed his palm on the door. He was surprised when the seemingly ancient door opened without a sound. He stepped inside and saw...

Joey woke up with a panicked scream. He rolled out of his bed and fell onto the floor. Joey looked around in panic before he realized where he was. "Fuck me." He breathed, his heart still racing from the nightmare he'd had since he was a child. He quickly stood up and wiped his face with the sheet he'd fallen to the floor with before balling it up and tossing it back on the bed. "No more sleep tonight." He thought, as he left the sleeping area for the front of the bus.

Joey was surprised to see that Tera was awake and talking to Saul. Tera was one of the few people Joey had ever told about the recurring nightmare he'd been having since before he could remember, and he was sure she'd figure out why he was up so early. He tried to wipe the look of fear from his face as he sat down on the floor in the corner of the bus. He pulled a cigarette and lighter from his pocket (he always slept in jeans) and lit up. He took a long draw from the cigarette and exhaled immediately feeling a bit calmer. He looked over to Tera and almost asked her to come over before he stopped himself. He didn't feel like having a breakdown in front of Saul, so he sat in the corner, smoking in silence.

Tera listened to Saul go on about how arenas were threatening to shut her down cause of her sex antics. She resisted the urge to get angry cause that’s what was expected, but instead she remained calm. She had to stifle a giggle when he mentioned the cum gravy. It sounded delicious to her, but she refrained from making a remark, knowing it was way to early get anyone riled up.

Just as she was about to say something she heard Joey come from the back and light up a cigarette. It was amazing how all three of them were in the same room without an argument breaking out between the three broke out. It was true she just told Saul that she loved him, but she also loved Joey as well, but it seemed like either of the two couldn’t stand the thought of the other having her. But with everyone being civil, Tera turned back to Saul as she thumbed through the legal letters. In a calm manner she said to Saul

“So all is about me squirting on stage? They make it seem like I have a cannon in my kooch and able to spray the entire crowd with a biohazard chemical. You know how I orgasm, I would have to be pretty close to the edge of the stage to hit anyone in the pit, and if I did that, bet make that lucky fan day and they would lap it up.”

She sighed a bit as she noticed Saul wasn’t up for her humor at the moment and got back to the problem at hand.

“What if I just keep my panties on? That sound fair, so if I do squirt I just have damp panties, no fluids anywhere? That sound like a deal?”

Joey listened as Tera and Saul discussed Tera's stage antics. He grew more and more frustrated until he lost it when Tera offered to keep on her panties when she played. "Why don't you wait for two fucking hours, and play a show with your clothes on!?" Joey shouted standing up quickly. "I love playing as much as you do, but I keep it in my pants! Have you once seen me pull my cock out on stage!? No, you fucking haven't!" Joey stopped shouting and took a long pull from his cigarette then exhaled slowly. "We're a fucking joke, Tera. No one even hears our music. They just come to the shows to watch you strip." Joey said, his voice laced with anger and sadness. "I hate agreeing with Saul, but you've got to cut this shit out. I can't be in the band that's know for having the 'hot stripper chick' instead of having good music. I'm fucking sick of it."

Tera listened as the two ganged up on her, they were finally agreeing about something, agreeing to be mad at her it seemed. She could handle getting into a fight with either of them separately, but both of them was getting on her nerves. She couldn’t bite her tongue anymore. Turning to Joey she lashed her venom at him first.

“You’re pissed because we’re famous cause of me? Dam right IT IS BECAUSE OF ME! If it weren’t for me, you’d still be playing in dive bars in L.A. No one gave 2 shits about The Vipers until I played with you that weekend, 4 years ago? You know how hard I had to fight Saul to even listen to the demo tape we recorded?

Should I put on a nun’s outfit for you? Would that make you happy Joey? Is it really about the music, so I fucked up lyrics to last song we played, it happens. I don’t get as distracted as you think I do. I can play these songs backwards and forwards wasted or not.

Or is it a popularity thing, pissed off more people screaming my name than yours Joey? That I’m on more magazine covers than you? It’s fucking amazing how I still fuck the both of you when dealing with this bullshit.”

She screamed out in frustration for she felt trapped, stuck on this bus with two people she didn’t want to be around right now. She pulled her robe over her head as she placed her head on the table and started sobbing after that outburst.

This is what pissed Tera off the most, the reason she rebelled so much and pushed Saul's button's so much, is cause kept down talking to her like she was a child. She was pissed now. She marched back to him, ripping off the blindfold and out the ear buds.

"I listened to your concerns, and offered a solution in a civil manner and you still treat me like a child. You think you're better than me cause you went to some sort of business school with fancy degree? You think you're superior than me cause you're the manager and I'm just the baboon that performs and makes you money? You assume without your help I'd be dead in a ditch somewhere don't you? Why does it have to be like this? Why is every other conversation we end up screaming at each other? Why is it that I end up being one that appologizes for every arguement even ones I didn't start? "

Tera starts to sob once again trying to place her head onto Saul's chest for comfort, hoping he'd forgive her for this outburst.

Joey watched Tera meltdown in silence. Just as he was about the scream his retort Saul jumped in his way. Joey just shrugged and went back to his corner as the couple fought. He watched as Saul left and Tera followed. He got up again and grabbed a guitar lying underneath the table. "That's the only thing I like about being famous." He thought. "Unlimited guitars." He returned to his corner ignoring the sound of Tera and Saul as he tuned the guitar. He then began to strum the song "Black" as he quietly sang the lyrics under his breath.

Tera pressed her near naked body against his, as she listened to Saul speak to her. She was tired wanted to go back to sleep, but was also wanting some physical attention. She sighed a bit.

“You know I never liked the daddy stuff, I’m a little too old to be ‘your little’ girl anyways. And I thought we came up with a solution anyways, I keep my panties on, thus no fluids can escape, isn’t that the point? You have to admit, you’re not 100 percent turned off the idea making money off my sexuality, or else you wouldn’t have signed off those Playboy shoots, or that spread for Tattoo Magazine showing off my tats, or that shoot in Guitar World where was sitting naked but my bass was in front of my privates and hands covering my breast.”

She tried climbing on top of him, trying to straddle him, for just talking about her past was making her wet.

Tera started to rub against Saul showing her need for him as they spoke. She couldn't believe how horny she was for him, even though they were yelling at each other a few minutes ago. The fact that she did love him was no lie, and even though she rebelled and did some things to piss him off, it was to show she was her own person, that even though she submitted, she wasn't a lifeless doll. She pouted when he said no toys on stage.

"But fans get a kick when I use a dildo as mic."

Pleasantly surprised Saul was letting her indulge herself like this after all this talk about her sexuality getting her in trouble, thought he would purposely abstain to teach her a lesson. Leaning down kissing Saul tenderly to show her gratitude for this fuck. Moaning a bit as Saul started to twist her nipple rings, knowing she enjoyed the rough play. Wishing they were in a hotel instead of a cramped bus space so they could move around more. A thought came to her head and wanted to get Saul’s reaction.

“You know what would really add to this controversy, if I released a sex tape.”

Grinning with a smirk as she continued to bounce up and down on Saul’s lap.

Tera giggled as Saul flipped her over onto her side locking her legs with his and controlled her from behind. Tera knew that even though most of the time she hated Saul, the sex was always phenomenal with him. Reason she brought up sex tape was she knew it would anger Saul, which seemed to be a growing past time with her and a month ago a porn director met her backstage and gave her his card stating he had a role for her. She never told Saul this cause she knew how he would react.

Tera was biting her lip so she wouldn't moan too loud, not she cared about Joey hearing, but rather the driver himself. Last time she had sex on the bus while it was in motion the driver almost crashed due to being too distracted.

Tera moaned a bit as she started to squirt over the bed while Saul's thrusting increased rapidly until she felt him explode into her. Despite the rumors of her reckless sexual behavior, most of the sex she has back stage she makes the men wear condoms. The only person who never wore a condom while fucking her was indeed Saul.

Turning back and kissing him passionatly she sai with twinkle in her eye. "I'm hungry, can we pull over at the next dinner for breakfast?"