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"Sorry miss, this is the-" Jessica raised the 'smiley' pink backstage pass up to his face. "Oh, sorry" he said, stepping aside from the door, letting her walk in the backstage lounge, where Metallica hung out waiting for groupies, whether it was to hang out or drink, or simply to have sex, usually 3 or 4 groupies came in at a time for each member. "I'm going in on my own" 

The guys's face turned into a confused expression when they saw a single girl walk in. "I'm glad the four of you are here" she smiled, teasingly. 

"Where are the others?" James asked, genuinely confused. "It's just me" she said, making them even more concerned, she was the first groupie of the night. "Is it just you tonight?" Cliff wondered, her grin making it obvious that no, it wasn't just her tonight, there was a huge line of whores outside. "No" she replied quickly as she sat in Cliff's lap, her hips slightly moving only to make him hard. She was a teasing master, always overstimulating and making guys drool over her. 

"Lucky bastard" James whispered, making Jessica stare at him and giggle. "You want it?" Jessica asked Cliff, who was squeezing her ass without noticing, Cliff only nodded, his mouth slightly opened, aching to kiss the poisonous lips of the blonde. "You're getting it". 

Jessica got off Cliff's lap and started stripping herself in front of the boys, all of their jaws wide open as she danced, sliding her skirt off her waist and dropping her shirt on the floor, she walked around the room, pushing herself onto the guys, Kirk's eyes didn't leave her chest the entire time, Cliff had placed a hand on top of his erection, sitting under his jeans.

 "Pff, I've seen better" Lars scoffed, Jessica shooting a death glare at him. "Really?" she walked over to him and got on her knees. "Pants off, now." "Wh- What?" "I said, take your pants off. Now"

 Lars obeyed, his hands shaking as he tried taking his belt off, cursing at how his dick was pressed inside the jail he so called pants. As soon as his dick was out, Jessica unhooked her bra. "Seen better?" Lars gulped, now, in fact, he hand't seen better. As soon as he was about to respond, his head was thrown back as the girl started giving him a boobjob. "Ah-- Shit--" Lars was already a moaning mess, nothing anyone in that room haven't seen before. "Fuck- Uhm, I think- argh---" his hands gripped the couch as he felt himself come close, Jessica's face was hit by his hot cum. 

She got up, smiling satisfied, wiped the cum off her face, and looked around. Lars almost passed out on the couch and the other 3 resisting the urge to touch themselves, their hands already under their pants. "Fuck this" James blurted out, getting out and grabbing Jessica by the waist, sitting her on top of him. "Ah-!" she whimpered, James had already started dry humping her, he was just warming up for giving this groupie the sex of her life. His jeans had a wet stain, also did her underwear, the humping made both of them more aroused than before. 

James threw Jessica on the couch, and ripped her underwear off. Her eyes looking up at him and giving him a seductive look, almost as if she was teasing. She sat up as soon as she had the chance. "Did you think it was going to be that easy, James?" 

"You're fucking ours now." 

"Sure" 



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"They're not interested" Jessica stood at the backstage door, shooing girls who wanted a pass to come in, their intentions obvious. "I said, Metallica isn't interested" 

Metallica and Jessica met 3 months ago. And when James said she was theirs, he meant it. She was the only groupie they needed, after Jessica, every other girls seemed disgusting to all of them. she used to hang out backstage all the time, but she also went to every concert they had, she loved their music. 


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