A Rocker’s Concert Night with My Stepsister

I’m a 40-year-old white guy, standing a couple of inches under six feet tall, with a bit of extra padding around my waist. I’ve been working to shed the pounds, but it’s never easy once you hit your mid-thirties.

That evening, I was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a Stone Sour t-shirt, and my “Been There, Done That” vest over the shirt. The vest had about twenty-five patches on it, all bands I’d seen live, and mostly rock/metal outfits like Godsmack, Avatar, Slipknot, Volbeat, and Skillet.

It was the first week of June, and I was headed to the In The End concert at the House of Blues in downtown San Diego. I parked my motorcycle and locked it up, then made my way to the venue.

I knew my way around the House of Blues, having been there at least four or five times before to see bands like The Pretty Reckless, Theory of a Deadman, Corey Taylor, and Powerman 5000. The stage was in front, the bar in the back, a sound booth in the middle, and the merch table to the right of the stage.

I arrived a little later than I’d have liked, so I couldn’t get up to the barrier. Instead, I headed to the merch table to check out what was available. After getting a peek, I decided to buy a lapel pin and a patch, and joined the line.

A couple of attractive ladies got in line behind me, and I offered to let them go ahead, but they declined, saying they were just browsing. I didn’t push the issue.

The merch line was moving slowly, so I scanned the crowd to see if I knew anyone. I didn’t think I’d run into any of my dozen or so friends, but you never know. I finally got to the table, bought my items, and headed into the crowd to work my way closer to the stage.

I got about twenty feet from the barrier when I settled in. Glancing at my watch, I knew I had about twenty minutes before the opening act, Nuclearia, came on.

A few minutes after I’d picked my spot, the same two girls from before ended up a few feet away to my right. One of them was a few inches shorter than me, and the other was a few inches shorter than her, so they were probably about 5’5 and 5’2. I couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous they both were.

The taller one was wearing a dark top and a black skirt that was probably a few inches shorter than I’d allow my daughter to wear, if I had one. The shorter one had a denim jacket on over a dark shirt with long pants. We started talking, and I learned that they were both huge fans of Linkin Park.

“I love Breaking the Habit,” the taller one said. “And One More Light.” I agreed that those were both great choices, but we both knew they probably wouldn’t play that one.

“My favorite is Faint,” I said. “And Somewhere I Belong.” We chatted a bit more, and I asked them what they thought of the setlist so far.

As we talked, I noticed that they were kind of leaning into each other, and one putting her arm around the other. I figured they were a couple, but it wasn’t until they shared a cocktail from the bar that I knew for sure.

“I’m so glad we got to meet you,” the taller one said, smiling at me. “You’re a great guy.” I felt a surge of gratitude and smiled back at her.

As the opening act ended and the main band came on, we all cheered and shifted our focus to the stage. The show was amazing, and we all got into the music. At one point, I found myself moshing with the crowd, but I quickly realized that I wasn’t as agile as I used to be.

As I stepped back from the pit, I noticed that the shorter girl was watching me with a concerned expression. I smiled at her and said, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

She smiled back and said, “I’m glad you’re okay.” I turned my attention back to the stage, but I couldn’t help sneaking glances at her throughout the rest of the show.

At one point, I accidentally brushed against the back of her hand, and she turned to me with a shy smile. I felt a spark of attraction, but I didn’t know what to do with it.

As the night wore on, I found myself feeling more and more drawn to her. I couldn’t believe that I was actually feeling this way, but I couldn’t deny it either.

When the show finally ended, I turned to her and said, “Thank you for tonight. It was an amazing show.” She smiled back at me and said, “Thank you for being such a great guy.”

I smiled back at her and said, “You’re welcome.” I didn’t know what to do next, but I knew I wanted to see her again.

The cool night air hit us like a slap in the face as we stepped out of the House of Blues, the excitement of the show still coursing through our veins. We chatted about our plans, and I mentioned I was heading home to bed, which sparked a chorus of giggles and agreement from my new friends. I explained that I shared a house with others, and they smiled knowingly. The taller one spoke up, “We have a hotel room, just around the corner at the Kimpton Alma.” I couldn’t resist the opportunity, and we made our way to the hotel, the night air invigorating our senses.

We stepped into the elevator, and I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of what the night might hold. The taller one smiled at me, and I could sense a spark of chemistry between us. We reached the third floor, and the shorter girl led the way, her hips swaying enticingly as she moved.

We entered the room, and the girls kicked off their shoes, revealing their stunning legs. I couldn’t help but stare, my eyes drinking in the sight of them. They were even more beautiful than I’d imagined, and I felt a surge of desire course through my veins. The shorter girl caught my eye, and I felt a jolt of excitement as she made her way over to me, a mischievous glint in her eye.

I stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do next. But the shorter girl’s confident smile was infectious, and I found myself relaxing into her presence. She straddled my legs, her bare thighs pressing against my jeans, and I felt a wave of excitement wash over me.

She leaned in, her lips brushing against mine, and I felt a spark of electricity run through my body. I wrapped my arms around her, deepening the kiss, and she responded with a passion that left me breathless. I couldn’t help but wonder what the night might hold, but I was eager to find out.

“Ladies,” I warned them, my voice husky with desire. “I might be on a bit of a hair trigger tonight.” They giggled, and the shorter one replied, “That’s okay. You can cum in me, first, and her second.” I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect, and I knew I was in trouble.

“Are you on birth control?” I asked, trying to sound casual despite my growing arousal. The shorter one nodded, but the taller one admitted she wasn’t protected. I felt a pang of uncertainty, but the shorter one reassured me, “It’s a safe week for me, and I want to feel what it’s like to have someone fill me up.” I couldn’t resist the opportunity, and I knew I was in for a night I’d never forget.

The shorter girl climbed onto my lap, her eyes locked on mine, and I felt a wave of desire wash over me. I grasped her hips, guiding her down onto me, and she let out a soft moan as I filled her. The taller girl rubbed her fingers against the tip of my cock, and I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of what was to come.

As we moved together, I felt a sense of wonder at the beauty of the moment. The shorter girl’s eyes were closed, her face a picture of ecstasy, and I knew I was in trouble. I was already close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer.

But the taller girl’s fingers were working their magic, and I felt myself being pulled closer and closer to the edge. The shorter girl’s body was a warm, moist glove, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation. I was a lucky man, and I knew it.

As I looked down at the shorter girl’s face, I knew I was in trouble. She was so beautiful, so passionate, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

The taller girl’s fingers were working their magic, and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. The shorter girl’s body was a warm, moist glove, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation. I was a lucky man, and I knew it.

“Oh, man,” I groaned, feeling myself getting closer and closer to the edge. The shorter girl’s eyes locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

The taller girl’s fingers were working their magic, and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. The shorter girl’s body was a warm, moist glove, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation. I was a lucky man, and I knew it.

I felt a surge of excitement as the shorter girl’s body began to clench around me. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the shorter girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

The shorter girl’s body was a warm, moist glove, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation. I was a lucky man, and I knew it. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the shorter girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble.

I felt a surge of excitement as the taller girl’s fingers began to work her own body. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the shorter girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

The taller girl’s body was a warm, moist glove, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation. I was a lucky man, and I knew it. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the shorter girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble.

“Let me get on my back,” the taller girl whispered, her voice husky with desire. I nodded, and she lay down on the bed, her legs spread wide. I settled between her legs, my dick rubbing against her clit, and I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of what was to come.

I began to move, my dick sliding in and out of her body, and I felt a sense of wonder at the beauty of the moment. The taller girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

The sensation was indescribable, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. I was a lucky man, and I knew it. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the taller girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble.

I felt a surge of excitement as the taller girl’s body began to clench around me. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the taller girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

“Oh, man,” I groaned, feeling myself getting closer and closer to the edge. The taller girl’s eyes locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

I felt a surge of excitement as the taller girl’s body began to clench around me. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the taller girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble. I was a man on a mission, and I knew I was going to give her everything she wanted.

The sensation was indescribable, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. I was a lucky man, and I knew it. I was getting close to coming, and I knew I needed to hold back if I wanted to last longer. But the taller girl’s eyes were locked on mine, and I knew I was in trouble.

The moment my hips began to move, my length slid through her unprotected canal with a subtle resistance, a hint of taboo and excitement lingering in the air. I knew the risks, but the opportunity to be with two women as gorgeous as they were at the same time was a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

She gazed up at me with a shy smile as I started to make love to her. “I’m not a virgin, but you’re only my second,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

“I’m glad it was with you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, and she groaned again as I pushed into her depths once more.

Just then, SG slid up beside us, her eyes locked on mine with a mischievous glint. She kissed my cheek and encouraged me onward. “Fuck her,” she whispered. “She needs it.”

Then SG’s hand slid down between us, rubbing against her clit to heighten her pleasure. Taller Girl was moaning beneath me, her hips moving in time with mine as we double-teamed her.

“Cum in her,” SG reminded me, her voice husky with desire. I hesitated for a moment, but as I started to move again, SG lifted TG’s legs up, planting them on my shoulders. TG’s moans intensified, and I felt my end coming up sooner than I expected.

As I looked down at TG, her eyes were pleading with me, and I couldn’t resist her gaze. I increased my speed, knowing it would be over soon, and I wanted to go out with a bang.

Both of SG’s hands were busy, one on her own clit, the other on TG’s, and both girls were moaning almost nonstop as I railed Taller Girl one final time. I felt my balls churn, and I drove deep into her, cumming harder than ever before.

TG writhed beneath me as I pumped multiple spurts of my cum into her belly. I shuddered, groaned, and bucked, my body milked for everything I was worth.

When it was over, I groaned aloud and pulled back, leaning down to kiss the side of her neck a few times. I rolled off to the side as TG lay there, a lithe, moaning mess, a little bit of my cum oozing from her lower lips.

Then SG was between her legs, cleaning her up and going to town on her. Both girls were moaning, and TG had another climax at the hands of her partner.

I wasn’t sure what would happen next, but after a moment, the girls sidled up to me and laid on either side, snuggling into me for a night of rest. SG kissed my cheek, but TG turned enough to kiss me on the lips and look into my eyes.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, and I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over me.

“You’re welcome,” I said, closing my eyes and smiling, and despite rarely being able to sleep on my back, I was out soon after.