60s/70s Classic Rock Smuts and Fluffs

Roger Daltrey smut/love triangle story

Suggested By: @rogerina111

(This Story is Written From Rogers Perspective)

Y/N, Y/N was an incredible woman. The way she talked, words just seemed to roll off her tongue. The way her hair bounced when she walked, when she smiled it was as if a gate to paradise was opening. I remember first laying eyes on her, and instantly being smitten.

She was walking across the stage, she wore a beautiful green dress, with tiny little flowers decorated all over it. Her shiny hair, curled and flowing down past her shoulders. She had been walking towards me, I had made eye contact with her, and before I knew it, her hand was stuck out to shake mine. She could tell I thought she was beautiful, Y/N was blushing with a sly smirk on her face. Instead of shaking her hand, I simply asked her in a sharp tone,

"What are you doing here?"

She responded with

"I'm looking for a band mate of yours.."

"Oh, who is he?

Before Y/N could respond, Keith came waltzing down the stage, and grabbed her hand.

"Hey babe!" Keith exclaimed enthusiastically as he gave her a big kiss on her cheek. They both simply then walked away, hand in hand. I had no idea what to do, it took me about 30 seconds to fall in love with this woman, and in the next 10 seconds I met her she broke my heart. The next few weeks were hard, watching them kiss, Keith giving her a pat on her ass, even hearing moaning coming from their room when it was late at night. I kept thinking to myself, (When will it End?!) Eventually it did, but not in the way any of us had hoped.

It all started when I heard screaming, crying and arguing coming from their room. I ran down the hall to check out the commotion, when I saw a whore-ish looking woman run out of the room, I then saw Y/N run after her throwing a shoe, and a purse at the woman. Keith then ran after them both. I suddenly connected the dots, and I thought (That Fucking Prick!!!) A few hours later I was back in my room, I think listening to a Beatles Record, when there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, I saw Y/N standing there, she was nude, wrapped in a thin towel, drunk off her ass, and she had bruises all over. From her eye, down to her kneecaps. She fell into my arms, I grabbed her and carried her to my bed, trying to figure out what happened.

"Keith and I...the fight...he got...a...angry" Y/N managed to finally speak. She then suddenly burst into tears, I figured that she got drunk, then naked, then for some odd reason, decided to pick on Keith. Keith had a temper, especially when it came to women. That night, I just watched her sleep, I wasn't  even focused on her nude body. Just Y/N. Beautiful Y/N.

The Next Day

The next day I woke up and she was gone. I was worried, what if she had gone and hurt herself?! I got up and quickly started dialing Keith's number, maybe she was with him. When suddenly, I heard a voice coming from the bathroom calling my name. It was Y/N I walked in there, and she was in the bath tub, and nude. I felt an urge building up inside of me, surely she doesn't want me!

"Join me" Y/N told me quietly.

I did as she wished, I quickly undressed and slipped in to the water with her. She pulled me over so I was positioned on top of her. She pressed her lips against mine, hoping for some sort of reaction, but I didn't know how to react, I had been in love with this woman for months, and suddenly now she wanted me. This made me react in a surprising way, to her at least. I quickly jumped out of the tub and grabbed my clothes. I ran back towards the bed, as I struggled to get my pants on. I was hard as a rock, I was trying not to hurt myself. She ran after me, still fully nude. I wanted to run away from this whole thing, I was about to, until she said

"Roger! I want you! I swear this is not anything else but love and passion to me!"

With out another word, I had grabbed her in an embrace, and she had managed to get my pants off. Moments later she had gotten on top of me, placing a hickey on my neck as I dug my fingers gently into her back. My cock hardened against her tiny little pussy, showing my wanting to be inside of her. She gave me a gentle kiss on the lips, before taking my hard cock, and slowly placed it deep inside of her. Instantly we were both in a frenzy of lustful moans and passionate groping. The feeling of my cock moving around inside of her was better than anything else in my world right then.

She ran her hands through my hair, kissing me hard as she began to ride my cock with more speed. I suddenly got the urge to be in control and I wrapped my arm around her back and flipped us over so that I was on top. I buried my face in her neck, as I began to thrust my cock hard inside of her. The pleasure was all nice, but her cute little moans were what got me going. They edged me on to fuck her harder. Soon I felt both of our climaxes near, I hugged Y/N tightly, as I released myself inside of her. Soon, we both fell asleep, but I know we didn't really sleep, my excitement kept me awake.

I'll never forget that night, because it changed Keith, Y/N, and my life forever. A few weeks later, we were all on a train to London, visiting Keith grandmother, when suddenly he attacked me. Punching me everywhere he could, and Y/N was attempting to pull him off of me. Eventually he stopped, I was relieved, until Keith screamed at me, "You bastard! I hope your happy, raising your little bastard with that slut!"

I had no idea what was going on, until I looked up at Y/N and her hand was placed on her stomach, and she simply nodded. I wanted to die at that point.

So what happened? I'm guessing your wondering, Y/N gave birth to our baby boy a few months later. Keith eventually gave me an ultimatum, stay in the band, or stay with the two people I loved most in the world. I couldn't decide, so Y/N did for me. She packed up her things and moved in with her sister in Paris. I didn't see her again for 5 years. I became close with my son, but I never became close with her again. Sometimes I wonder, whose life was ruined more by that one night? Mine or hers?