Triple Threat Prequel 2 - Off To A Good Start

“This is so exciting!” I grabbed Chad’s bicep as we sat at a table. The music coming from the speakers at The Devil’s Fire was low enough to hear each other. That was only because the show had not started yet.

He rubbed my fingers. “I know. I can’t believe we’re opening for Hell Hounds.”

My boyfriend Keith pulled me back towards him. “You guys are gonna kick some ass.”

“Yeah,” I turned to him and met his lips as he leaned down.

“Chad, do we have to stay back here when you guys go on?” I heard his girlfriend, Briana, ask him.

I looked up to see him put an arm around her shoulders. “Phil got a good spot for you two next to the stage.”

“Hey,” Daniel said from behind us. “Jay busted a string. Phil can’t find the extras. You guys got any?”

Chad turned towards him. “I put them in the silver case. Did they say when we’re going on?”

“Eight o’clock sharp, so fifteen minutes.” Daniel replied. “You guys can get all lovey dovey after. We need the help.”

Chad stood up. “I don’t want Crystal lifting stuff.”

“I’m not helpless.” I countered.

He frowned. “We can handle it and I like your pretty nails just the way they are.” He grinned widely.

I bit my lip, knowing what he was getting at. He liked me to scratch his back once in a while. He said it felt as good as a massage. I liked it because I got to look at him without his shirt and could feel all of his muscles. Even with dating Keith, I still had a strong desire for Chad.

When Chad was gone, Briana sighed as she watched him. “He’s just so damn hot!”

“Yeah,” I whispered.

Keith pulled me onto his lap. “What’d you mean yeah?”

“Oh, um, I was just…” I looked at him, feeling guilty. “I was just agreeing. Girls do that.”

He kissed my lips softly. “OK, so what we doing after your set? We staying or going home?”

“I wanna see Hell Hounds. There’s a few other bands on before them.” I ran a finger over his chest. “You don’t want me to miss them do you?” He was so handsome. Just looking into his green eyes got my pussy wet.

He smirked. “I could think of something better to do with you.”

“Um, not yet.”

I was still a virgin and had been thwarting Keith’s attempts for a month. He had no idea that was why. I almost felt embarrassed I was eighteen and still had not had sex.

He moved his hands under my short, flared skirt and grabbed my ass. “You need to tell me why. Just saying no over and over is getting frustrating. You don’t want me?”

“I do.” I assured him as I caressed his cheek. “I’m just not so sure we should.”

His hands on my skin felt like electricity. I wanted him all the time, just feared the actual act. If he knew how wet and swollen I was at that moment, he would probably use that to pressure me some more.

One hand moved up my side. Then he rubbed my hardening nipple with his thumb while I moaned softly. He started doing it to the other one at the same time. I gasped as quietly as I could.

“You won’t even let me touch your pussy.” A finger traveled down the front of my body and into the waistband of my skirt. “Is there something I should know?”

My breathing was coming faster and I felt like I was spiraling out of control. I had never felt that way before, like I had to have him. My pussy seemed to be throbbing with need. I shifted my position and pushed against his hard on.

Keith groaned. “Stop being a tease.”

“I’m not.” I breathed in his ear as I kissed his neck. “I do want you.”

He grabbed my ass again. “I’m getting blue balls from waiting so long.”

“Gotta go guys.”

I looked up at Phil standing behind Keith. “Already?”

“Yeah, fuck later.”

I got up off of Keith and stood next to him. “We weren’t fucking.”

“I know foreplay when I see it.” Phil’s eyebrows rose. “They got a back room you know.”

Keith put his arms around me and squeezed me a bit. “So, we’ll finish this after, right?” He licked my ear. “I got a condom, so no worries.”

I closed my eyes, getting nervous. Could I go through with it? Was it cruel not to? “We’ll see.” Maybe I should just tell him the truth. But what would he say?

“Don’t do that to me again, please, bunny.” His hands slid down to my hips as he pushed his erection against me. “I need you.” He peered down at the cleavage my low cut top showed off. “This sexy ass outfit is killing me. I don’t know if I can hold back anymore. Please.”

I pulled away and followed Phil because I knew if Keith kept at it, I would give in. He just sounded like he needed it so bad. I could hear footsteps behind me, but didn’t look back. The last thing I needed was to be so distracted that I couldn’t play.

Once we got to the front, Phil took my hand. “Don’t want you to trip in those sexy heels.” He led me up the metal steps. “Maybe you should bend over a few times so us guys get a nice view of your ass.”

I hit him on the arm. “Why are you such a pervert?” Then I picked up my guitar and looked at him for an answer. “Well?”

“You’re a fucking hot chick. I’ll take any peek I can get. How about a kiss for luck?” He puckered his lips.

I pushed him back. “Give it up already.”

“You all set baby?” Chad was so close to me, I felt his thigh on my ass cheek.

I exhaled loudly, trying to quell my desire for him, “Yeah.”

Then I looked to my left and saw Keith and Briana standing next to the stage. He winked at me. I was getting even more confused on what the right thing to do was. I was torn within between Keith and Chad.

I knew Chad wanted to be my first, but cheating on Keith to do it? That was a lot more that kissing. When Chad and I were alone, we would up in each other’s arms, every time. But we had gone no further than touching over our clothes.

Daniel started beating a bass drum and I took a deep breath. I didn’t look into the crowd at all as I played the first chords to “Why me?” By the middle of the song, I relaxed somewhat and looked up. There were a bunch of guys close to the front staring at me.

“Hey, baby, show us some more tits!” I heard shouted.

I blushed, wishing I wore less revealing clothing.

“Who gets to fuck her after the show?” Someone else yelled. It was nerve-wracking.

I soon felt someone close to me. “Baby, ignore them and play your ass off.” Chad always knew what to say or do to ease my fears. “They’ll get over that you’re a girl.”

The next song was really fast and Andy shouted more. When it came time for Chad’s solo, he smirked at me and we started to play the notes as one. It was something he and I had done for many years.

The attitude in the room started to change. Guys stopped shouting nasty remarks and cat calls. As the piece progressed, getting faster and more complicated, I heard cheering. I started to smile and was glad Chad convinced me I was good enough to be in a band.

After our last song, Keith came to me and swept me off my feet. I held onto his shoulders as he spun me around. Then when he put me down he kissed me, passionately.

“My dick is so hard now, I think it’s gonna explode if you don’t let me fuck you.”

I looked into his eyes and saw the raging fire for me. “But…”

“Ssh, don’t.” He kissed my lips, silencing me.

He lifted me again and carried me to the left of the stage. Then we entered the hallway where the bathrooms were. The last door opened up into a sparsely furnished lounge, with a couch a few chairs and a long table. He set me down on the couch after locking the door.

“No more excuses, please.” He begged me as he sat next to me. His hand pulled me closer by the neck and I closed my eyes while we kissed. Suddenly, he lay down, pulling me on top of him. “We’ll do it any way you want, OK?”

I pulled away, getting more anxious than ever. “You wanna do it here?”

“Yeah,” he wrapped his arms around my waist. “All that matters is that we care about each other and wanna show it to each other. You do wanna do this, right?”

Laying my head on his shoulder, I whispered. “I’m nervous.”

“No one’s gonna catch us. I locked the door.”

There was no way for him to know what I really meant without admitting the truth. “Keith, I gotta tell you something.”

“Unless you’re gonna say you used to be a guy, we can talk about it after. Bunny, I’m hurting. Please.” He grabbed my ass and pressed it into his erection. “I never waited a month before, please.”

I sighed, still unsure.

“Don’t you want me?”

I nodded.

He stroked my hair. “Then let me make love to you, please.” He lifted my head and kissed my lips. “I know I been with more people than you, but that’s a good thing. I know what I’m doing. I wanna see that look on your face when I make you cum.”

He eased his tongue into my mouth and held my face as we kept kissing. Within seconds, I automatically put my hands through his hair and closed my eyes. Our kissing increased in passion slowly, but steadily.

Soon enough, I could feel my pussy moistening and pulled his hair a bit as my desire threatened to spill over. “I like that.” I breathed as his lips moved to my ear.

My head went back when he bit my ear lobe several times. The urge to have his cock inside me had never been so strong. I gripped his arms tightly while he kissed my neck, trailing over my neck and throat.

“You ready for me? Please say yes.”

I looked into his eyes. The anxiety was still there, but masked with such a strong need to go further with him. I didn’t know what to say, so I just kissed him again, caressing his tongue with mine.

His hands traveled slowly down my back, over my ass then my legs.  Then his fingers slid up my thighs and under my skirt before pulling my panties down. He soon tossed my underwear across the room and spread my legs over his.

I felt fear grip me again. “Wait.” I whispered as he stroked my clit with a finger.

“Relax.” He rubbed me slowly. “You’re so fucking wet.”

My breath got caught in my throat. What he was doing felt better that any time I had tried it. I couldn’t help but let out a sigh when his finger moved towards my opening.

Then he pushed it into my pussy. “Wow you’re tight.”

I moaned and gripped his shirt tightly. It felt so good. When he added a second finger, I winced and buried my head in his chest. I fought the urge to whimper or tell him it hurt.

He withdrew and thrust back in slowly. Through the pain, my breathing quickened and I felt amazing inside. After a few more strokes, I moaned loudly, the initial pain gone.

When he reached in deeper, it burned for a few seconds. Thankfully, it faded quickly. Then he hooked his fingers and my nails dug into his shirt. My breathing came quicker and I started to sigh and moan, uncontrollably.

I was getting confused. “Something’s… wrong.” I brokenly uttered.

“No it’s not.” Keith insisted, softly. “Let it go.”

Then suddenly, I cried out and clung to him. My insides trembled and tensed again and again, overwhelming me. “Oh God!” I shouted, leaning on his chest.

After a few minutes of shaking, Keith ran the fingers of his free hand through my hair. “You OK?”

“Yeah,” I breathlessly replied, only telling half the truth. My pussy ached slightly, but the incredible way I felt was worth it.

He pulled his fingers from my body and groaned.

“What?” I asked, lifting my head.

He exhaled loudly. “Why’ve we really waited so long to fool around like this?”

“I don’t know.”

“‘Cause you’re a virgin, right?”

“How’d you know that?”

“I just popped your cherry. I got blood on my fingers.”

I lay my head down, embarrassed. “I’m sorry.”

He wiped his hand on his pants and put his arms around me. “Hey, hey, don’t be. I’m fine with it. You coulda just told me. Now I feel like an ass for pushing you into this tonight. I’m sorry.”

“It’s OK.” I glanced up. “Can we still do it?”

“Hell yes!” He cried out and carefully flipped us over.

He pulled off his shirt before lying on top of me and covering my mouth with his. His kisses were hungrier and came quicker while I felt his dick get even harder against me. Then he unbuttoned my blouse and popped open my bra.

“I love how big your tits are.” He took my right breast in his hand and fingered my nipple. “Not many chicks got tits like this.”

He bent down and sucked my left nipple into his mouth. He let go and his tongue roughly lapped at it several times before his lips covered it again. I loved how he did that. It was one of the few things I let him do to me normally. Then I whimpered when he suddenly thrust two fingers into my pussy again.

“Like it, don’t you?” He whispered, “Told you I was good with my fingers.” His strokes got faster. “I can feel it. You’re gonna cum again.”

I looked up at him, knowing he was right. “Yes!” I called to him, shocked how he was making me feel. “Uh… uh, please… oh God!”

My whole body shook with a powerful orgasm. I clawed at his shoulders, almost blinded by the incredible sensations the constant waves created. As I rode it out with my eyes closed, I felt Keith’s lips brush over my face and neck.

“Just breathe through it, Crystal.” Keith whispered. “You’re so fucking sexy when you cum. Can’t wait to feel it with my dick.” He lifted off of me and opened his pants. “You want to, right?”

“Yes.” I answered, still trying to catch my breath.

Then I was stunned while I watched him take his erection out and put a condom on. I had seen it before, while giving him a hand job. It was about seven and a half inches. But at that moment, it looked huge to me. Was it bigger than before? As he spread my legs again, I wanted to change my mind, getting nervous there would be more pain.

“Um…” My eyes were opened wide as I stared at his cock.

Keith lay down on me. “It’s OK, I’m good I swear.”  He kissed my lips as he probed me with the head of his cock. “Relax, I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Then he grunted as he pushed into me a bit.

It hurt, but being stretched out a bit with his fingers had helped. I shut my eyes tightly and leaned against him, digging my nails into his shoulders. I held in the cry that was threatening. Instead I let out small whimpers and a few tears.

“It’s OK.”  He stroked my hair. “Just relax, I’ll go slow. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

I took a few deep breaths and grabbed his hair in one hand while still holding onto his shoulder. He pushed in a bit more as he kissed my lips. The distraction helped take my mind off the feeling. He pulled out and gently pushed back in a bit more.

“You alright? I’m trying to be careful.”

I clung to him harder. “I think so, but it hurts.”

“I’m sorry. Let me try something.” He lifted up off of me somewhat and drove in some more. “Is that better?”

It wasn’t, but I nodded, not knowing what would help.

“You’re so tight, I don’t know how I’m gonna last.” As his tongue flicked my left nipple, he thrust shallow and slow. “Damn, I never screwed a virgin before.”

I was so glad he was experienced. It made a lot of difference. He was gentle and seemed to know when I was scared or in pain. Each stroke got easier and felt so good. Gradually, he got in deeper and the pleasure grew, while the pain started to subside.

After at least ten minutes had passed, Keith touched my face. “You good now?” He was finally buried deep inside of me.

“Yeah,” I was breathless and felt kinda full inside.

He kissed me again then held me a few minutes before softly saying. “If it starts hurting again, tell me.” He slowly withdrew and thrust back in at the same pace. “Still OK?”

I nodded and held his shoulders tight again. Then I was startled by him pulling out again. He pushed back in a bit harder. I sighed as he withdrew and drove in faster. My head went back and I moaned loudly.

“Oh, yeah,” Keith breathed in my ear as he pumped in and out of me quickly. “Fuck, your pussy’s so nice and tight.”

He took my shoulders in his hands and then his hips hit into me even harder. His grunts and moans started coming closer together. I felt that incredible feeling building inside again.

“Oh fuck! Hurry up and cum damn it!”

I closed my eyes and let it wash over me. My back arched as I cried out. “Ah!” The spasms were stronger than before and they kept coming while I clung to him.

“Hell yes!” Keith shouted as he pounded my pussy. “That feels so fucking good… Uh, uh, uh, fuck!” He ground his hips into my pelvis. His cock was pulsating as he held me tight. “Damn that was worth the wait.” He was panting as hard as I was. “You OK?”

I was fighting to catch my breath, so I just nodded again.

“Hope Chad never finds out.”

I closed my eyes, worried he would just know, like he always did.

After a few more minutes, someone tried the doorknob and Keith jumped up. “Get dressed.” He pulled the condom off and tossed it out. Then he grabbed my panties and gave them to me. “Just a little blood on it; you should be fine.”

As soon as I was dressed, I got off the couch. My pussy felt weird, like there was still something in it. There was a knock on the door then Chad called out my name. I quickly opened the door, not wanting him to suspect anything.

Chad looked me over twice then glared at Keith, “You son of a bitch!” Chad charged at him. “You took her virginity?” Then he punched him.

Keith fell on his back, holding his cheek. “What the fuck man? I’m her boyfriend.”

“I don’t care. You have no right to make her give it up!”

“Hey, I didn’t force her.” Keith defended himself. “I had no clue she was a virgin until I felt it. It’s nothing against you man.” He stood up and looked to me for help.

I didn’t know what to say.

Chad swung at him again. “I said you could date her, not fuck her.”

Keith ducked and yelled. “What the hell? You expected me to keep my hands to myself forever?”

Phil came in the room. “What the…” Then he grabbed Chad just as he was about to swing again. “Dude, what’d I miss?”

“I gotta kick Keith’s ass now.” Chad relayed. “He just… he took… he did something to Crystal.”

Phil looked at me and put an arm around my waist. “You OK? Did he hurt you?”

“I’m fine.” I managed. “Chad’s just a bit jealous.”

As he rolled his eyes, Phil replied. “What else is new? When it comes to you, that’s a given.”

I moved in front of Chad. “He didn’t make me.” I assured him.

His face fell and his body relaxed. “You just gave it to him? But, you wanted it to be…” He looked around. “Well, you know. You told me it had to be just right.

“We’re gonna give you guys time to talk.” Phil said as he grabbed Keith by the shirt and walked through the open door. “What the fuck did you do to her, man?”

“Baby, you were saving yourself.” Chad had a tear rolling down his cheek. “What made you change your mind?”

I looked up at him and wiped at the tear. “Why does it matter? You lost yours two years ago. It’s not like you waited for me.”

“I wanted it to be you.” He took me into his arms. “But you said it would never happen. I didn’t even look at her, just pretended she was you. I haven’t even fucked Briana yet.”

I lay my head on his chest. “You see? You said yet. You will fuck her one day. It was bound to happen for me. I’m eighteen. I waited long enough.”

“Did he hurt you, baby?”

I closed my eyes, trying to think of something to say without lying. “Do you really want details, Chad?”

“No. But you’re standing kinda funny, so I’m guessing you’re hurting still.”

“Can we just go watch Hell Hounds, please?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry I hit your boyfriend.”

“Just don’t do it again, please. I can take care of myself.”