So last night was just wild, in the best way possible! My buddy Adam texted me last minute and said “Cass, get your punk rock gear on, I’m taking you to a sick show!”

Now, I love me some punk tunes but you know what I love even more? Musicians! Those creative, passionate, strumming hunks always make my panties drop. So of course I said hell yes and started punking myself out. I threw on my tightest black leather pants, a threadbare Ramones tee, and ratted up my hair with some hair spray. Damn, I looked hot, if I do say so myself.

I pictured the lead singer, shirtless of course, sweaty and thrusting his manhood towards the crowd as he belted out political rants between licking the sweat off his pecs. Mmm, yes. I was so ready to rock.

I got to the venue and was surprised to hear it was an all girl band playing as the opener. Cool, chicks that rock? I dig it. Well, the second I laid eyes on the lead singer I about creamed my panties right there. She was a total babe – short platinum hair, tight leather jacket, tight little vinyl shorty shorts. Oh my.

Adam grabbed my hand and dragged me backstage. I was too distracted by punk rock girl to ask what his deal was. But when we stepped into the dressing room, I found out! “This is my friend Cassidy,” Adam said with a wink. “She’s a big fan.”

Punk Rock Girl vamped it up, eyeing me like a piece of meat. “Is that so? Well, why don’t you come a little closer, Cassidy. Let me get a look at you.”

She crooked a finger at me, a devilish grin on her ruby lips. I sauntered over, trying to play it cool. “Well, I’m here now. What’d you want to look at?”

She reached out and hooked a finger in my belt buckle, yanking me against her. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe bend you over the amp and fuck you till you scream.” I mean, I had been with women before, but damn, that was direct. I was into it though.

“I gotta grab my lip gloss out of my trailer real quick,” she said with a smirk. “Wanna come with?” Like I was gonna say no to that. She took my hand and led me to her trailer in the back.

The second the door closed, she had me pinned against it, kissing me hard. Her lips were so soft and sweet. I kissed back, my hands roaming her compact little body. She was so tiny and tight. This was gonna be fun.

We tore each other’s clothes off and she pushed me down on the bed. “I’m gonna eat your pussy, Cassidy,” she growled. “I’m gonna make you come so hard on my face.”

“Oh fuck yes,” I whimpered. She dove between my legs and went to town, licking and sucking my clit. Her mouth was so talented. She had me writhing and bucking in seconds.

“I’m gonna come!” I called out. She doubled her efforts, slurping and tonguing my clit. I quaked and convulsed, my pussy gushing all over her sweet mouth. “Oh fuck, yes!!”

She crawled up my body, kissing my breasts until she reached my mouth. I could taste myself on her lips. “Mmm, you’re delicious,” she said. “I knew you would be.”

She shoved two fingers in my pussy and pumped them hard. “I’m gonna finger fuck you now,” she said. “I wanna make you come again.” I was powerless to resist.

She fingered me deeper and faster, curling them to hit my G-spot. “Yes, yes, yes!” I babbled. “I’m coming, I’m coming!”

I came hard, gushing all over her hand. She kissed me through it, swallowing my moans. “That’s it, baby,” she said. “Come for me.”

We made out for a bit, enjoying the afterglow. “Damn, I wanted to fuck you all night,” she said with a giggle.

“Me too,” I said. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

She grinned and pinched my nipple. “You’re pretty sexy yourself, for an old broad.”

“Hey, I’m not old!” I said, slapping her ass. “You’re just lucky Cassidy is an ageless MILF. The most fun you can have with your clothes off.”

She laughed and pulled me in for another deep kiss. “No arguments from me, babe.” We made out a while longer, until we heard her bandmates calling for her.

“I gotta go back, baby,” she said with a sigh. “But definitely call me again, okay? I’m down for round two anytime.”

“You know it,” I said. We exchanged numbers and she slipped out, leaving me naked and satisfied in her trailer.

I laid there a minute, grinning like a fool. Fuck, I love punk rock shows.

Love and Bull Dykes! – Cassidy

888.750.4746 ext 858

cassidy@thesincenter.com

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