Warnings: smut, sex, cussing, seeex sex sex
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It was 1977, and Van Halen had just got signed to Warner Bros. Records. I was one of the engineers in the studio that the band was recording in. However, I think I might have fallen for a little someone...
Me and David were out and about driving in his car when all of the sudden we had parked in an empty spot by the road to talk about song ideas.
Just then, David pulled me to the back of the car and I gasped in surprise at the action. He then whispered in my ear, "I have an idea myself."
I shuddered at the thought of what was to come next. We started making out passionately, our tongues fighting for dominance. David took off his shirt and pants, followed by my shirt and skirt, leaving me in my bra and panties.
He slid his hand down my panties and his finger met my wet slit. I moaned softly as his hand continued the erotic actions.
He slid my panties off, followed by his boxers, took out a condom from a pocket in his jacket, which was lying on the car floor, put it on, and ground his hard cock against my swollen clit. He lined himself up with my entrance and I gasped as he slid inside.
He started out slowly, then sped up little by little. I tried so hard to hold back my moans. "Fuck, Dave, don't fucking stop!"
Finally, he spilled his warmth into the condom. I followed not long after, my clear juices spilling over his condom covered cock. We both sighed deeply.
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Just a few months later, I was in the grocery store, picking up a few items. As I reached for a box of oatmeal, a heavy guitar riff came over the store's speakers. Then, a familiar voice echoed through the store.
We're gettin' funny in the back of my car
I'm sorry honey if I took you just a little to far, yes
A, too too far
I gasped silently. It couldn't be. It won't be. It mustn't be. Did David really just write a song about our erotic encounter just 4 months back?
