"Alex what are you doing?!" you screech. You watch as he proceeds to smile and run after Brian, giggling like two teenage girls. You sigh, turning your head to look for Lyndsey.
Being PVRIS' manager was one of the hardest things you'd ever put yourself up to. Between Alex and Brian it was like babysitting children, always having to run around after them, telling them to stop slapping each other and reminding them to shower after every show.
With Lyndsey it was even worse, she'd disappear before a show, nine times out of ten, or she'd completely forget that she was supposed to be performing at all that day and have to rush around last minute trying to get ready.
Today you'd decided that you'd try and have them organized an hour ahead of schedule. Instead, Brian and Alex were chasing each other around with sticks and insects while Lyndsey was nowhere to be seen, as usual.
You groan and make your way over to Lynn's private dressing room. As you reach the door you turn around to see Brian shoving a beetle at Alex's face.
"Behave while I go and find Lyndsey," you yell to them, to which they both stop and nod at before resuming their childish behaviour.
You turn back to Lyndsey's door before knocking gently and waiting for an answer. After twenty seconds of nothing you gently twist the door knob and push the door open enough to fit through. She's nowhere in sight, but a soft buzzing sound reaches your ears. You listen and realize it's coming from the joint makeshift bedroom to your left.
You tilt your head to the side and furrow your brows before walking over to the door. You press yourself against the wall and look through the crack of the door, completely unexpecting what your eyes find.
Her body sits limp against the mirror behind her while her ass slides forward on the hard surface of the dresser she sits on. Her eyes are closed, mouth opened in a silent scream and her legs spread wide. Her fingers plunge in and out of the wetness between her legs, her pace seeming to match your increasing heartbeat.
A stiffled moan escapes her soft lips as she uses her free hand to stop it. The tip of her middle finger sits between her parted lips as she picks up her pace with the other hand. You bring your attention back to yourself and the situation. Your panties drip with your own arousal and your heart beats a million miles an hour.
"Oh god..." Lynn's moans fill your ears again as she slides the pink vibrator between her glistening pussy lips, catching your attention again. You continue watching as she sets a steady pace with the vibrator, her moans start to get louder and more frequent while her body starts to tense up. You watch her abdominal muscles tense as she throws her head back and let's out another stifled scream.
She pulls the vibrator out of herself mid orgasm before rubbing her fingers over her clit. She bites her lip as thick cum pours out of the slit between her lips. Her fingers dip into the little slit, stretching herself opened and letting the remaining cum dribble down to her ass and pool on the dresser under her.
Your curiosity gets the better of you, and while you know she has her eyes shut you sneak into the room and close the door. The click of the lock makes Lynn open her eyes. She looks straight at you but her fingers don't stop playing with the little bundle of nerves.
"I knew you were there," she husks, staring straight into your eyes. "Stay there."
Her eyes wander your clothed body as she slips three fingers inside of herself again. The soft, wet sound that follows the action sends waves of pleasure through your body before reaching your pussy.
"Mmm, feels so good," she moans, closing her eyes again. She grabs onto her breast with her spare hand and massages the flesh gently. Her tongue pokes out slightly between her lips as her hips follow her hand. "I'm so fucking horny," she growls, allowing her hands to get a little rougher.
