Queen Imagines

Fun it

A/N: Smut ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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June 15th, 1977
Today was your first drum lesson with THE Roger Taylor. Your father knew him through helping the band with recording and since you decided to want to learn drums he gave him a call and got you a private lesson. "Now (Y/N), remember  to be respectful and call him 'Mr.Taylor'! Be on your best-" your mom began to tell you, "Mom! I'm 16! I know the rules!" You interrupted and rolled your eyes looking out the window of your moms station wagon. "Alright, alright! Forgive me for trying to be a good mother!" She said putting her hands up in defense. Before you could say 'hands on the wheel!' Your mom had parked and turned off the engine. "We're here!" She exclaimed and got out of the car and was already beginning to head inside to the drummers house. Quickly jumping out the passengers side you ran after her and entered the house not prepared to be greeted by a blue eyed angel.

"Hi, I'm Roger!" Roger introduced himself and shook your mothers hand and then yours. You were to in love to even listen to your mothers babbling, you just wanted to kiss his soft lips. "Isn't that right, honey?" Your mother asked snapping you out of your daze. "Um, yeah!" You said nodding fast. Roger just giggled and gave you a smirk, it was like he knew what you were thinking, what you wanted. Finally, your mother shut up and left you two be. "Sorry about my mum." You said breaking the silence, "oh it's fine! She's a nice gal." Roger replied and smiled. God that smile. You bit your lip and nodded slightly. "So, how about we go and get you started on my drum set?" Roger said breaking another barrier of awkward silence. "Yes please." You replied and giggled a bit.

"So did you bring your own sticks?" Roger asked as you got comfortable on the drum stool. "Um, no, I'm sorry..." You apologized feeling a bit embarrassed , "It's fine! I have some of my own!" Roger Said and went to grab his. As he bent down you couldn't help but stare at his arse, 'what a lovely ass' you thought to yourself. The view soon went away as Roger spun around and handed you his sticks. "Thanks." You said and looked at them a bit, '5A' read on both the ends of them. 'A bit thin' you thought, "I bet his other stick isn't" you said to yourself out loud, 'SHIT' you thought. "What was that?" Roger asked you, "Nothing." You said and shook your head. "Oh okay. Well let's get started!" 'Close one.' You thought to yourself. Roger reached around you and grabbed your hands with his, you began to blush as his face got close to yours and his lips were right next to your ear. He began to talk you through multi tasking but you couldn't focus, his voice was smooth and silky and you tried to stop blushing. "Are you alright? Your blushing." Roger said and looked at you. "I'd rather be holding the stick in your pants." You whispered and met his gaze. 'WHAT THE HELL (Y/N)' you thought, but what he said next shocked you, "I can make that happen." He said and let go of your hands.

As soon as he did his hands automatically began to unzip his trousers. "Get undressed." He said and slid off his pants. You quickly obliged and pulled off your t shirt and bellbottoms. Roger glanced at you and began to kiss you. And holy shit, was he good at kissing. His tongue began to dance around your mouth and his hands moved to your bra. "Your gorgeous." Roger said as he took off your bra and kissed each of your nipples. You couldn't help but moan, "Roger, I want you." You said and bit your lip. "Well, your getting me darling. All of me." He said and helped you wiggle off your panties. You moved your hand from his shoulder to his large bulge now, you pulled down his knickers and gasped lightly at his size. "Um-your huge..." You said and blushed harder than before. "I know." He said and laughed. Roger leaned you back against the wall by the drum set and lifted up your legs and wrapped them around his waist, his cock now touching your wet entrance.

"Please fuck me!" You moaned and kissed his neck, you were surprising yourself by how much confidence you had. "As you wish." He said lowly and pushed his whole length inside of you. Your walls clenched and released around him, "fuck!" You yelled as he began to move inside of you. "Ugh, yes! Your so tight!" He said as he banged in and out of you. You let your head hit the wall as you let it fall back from the pleasure, "YES! FUCK!" You screamed as Roger circled his thumb around your clit. "Yes, be a good girl and cum for me." Roger purred into your ear, "Mmm, yes mr.taylor." You said and bit his ear lightly. Roger groaned as he came closer and closer. The burning sensation of Roger rubbing your clit and his cock hitting your g-spot sent you into a heap of pleasure. "FUCKING HELL! FUCK YES!" You screamed as you came over his cock. Roger couldn't take it any longer and lost it, he gripped your hips tight as he shot his hot warm load into you.

After a few moments you both gathered yourselves and got dressed. Roger had grabbed a piece of paper and pen and scratched down his number, "give me a call." He said and let out a laugh, before you could respond you heard the honk of a car horn which signaled your mothers return.

A/N: I feel like you might like this. drowseroger