
I am what you might like to call a goth. I have even been called a rock slut before, but what does this mean? Well, first of all man, i fucking love the lifestyle. I fucking LOVE it all. I get dressed up, dye my hair, got piercings all over, really make a total freak show of myself. I have a high sex drive too, and luckily I found that men really dig it when I'm all dressed up and they are horny... shit happens, ya know? I remember when I first got into all this, the wild lifestyle was just a dream to me still. A couple of my friends had started dabbling with drugs, taking some lithium every now and then and drinking shit loads of alcohol, smoking weed, you name it, they were into it! One week this wild rock band were coming to play a gig at the local venue and they asked me to come along.
When I met them that night, they had really pale faces, their hair was messed up and wild, one of them even had blue streaks in their hair! They had short boots on, one had ripped hose, they were really dressed for the occasion. "Look, do you like my new piercing?" one of them said to me, and showed me her left tit. She had a stud through it, and told me she had just got it put in that afternoon. I instantly realised that I would love to get that done (heh, I've got 5 piercings on my body these days) and felt slightly envious of her. I had come out wearing a short leather skirt, and a white blouse with a couple of buttons undone, but I really looked nothing in comparison to my two friends. They were really into the lifestyle, and I was just learning.

Anyways, we went down to the gig, and after some heavy flirting with security, we managed to get over the barriers (well, under actually) and stand right at the front of the stage so close to where the band would be. I remember smelling weed in the air, and we were just standing there being passed joints from complete strangers, and even sharing hits on them with the security guards! Everyone was just pleased to be there, the feeling was really great. Every now and then a man would come up to us and tell us we were looking hot, can he hit on us? "Maybe later" we kept saying. When the band came out to play, everyone got excited and the party was really swinging. About half way through, my friends both whispered in each others ears, and then reached under their skirts, pulled down their panties and threw them on the stage at the band.
"Come on, it's your turn now" they said. I didn't have to be asked twice, I ripped down my panties really quickly and threw them at the lead singer. He caught them, and looked right down at me, and smiled a wicked smile. He then carried on performing with them in his hand for ages! I felt really exposed down below, my pussy was getting some fresh air, but I loved every minute of it. After the band performed their last song, they dissappeared off backstage. "What now" we were wondering, and everyone was starting to leave the venue. Then a security guard came up to us and said "girls, the band would like to see you backstage. After gig party is going on there". We didn't need to be asked twice, and we raced backstage. There were all kinds of people back there, some snorting powder from mirrors, others toking joints, and mostly everyone had a bottle of beer in their hand. The band were sitting round on scruffy looking sofas. "Girls, you looked great today from where I was standing" said the lead singer. Then he came up to us "Grab a beer, get in with the party then..".

He came up to me and then placed my panties I had thrown back into my hands. "Probably a bit chilly without these" he said. I blushed, but he smiled and took my hand, and led me out the backdoor. "There's a private party upstairs" he said, "let's go have some fun". He then started climbing the fire escape, and I was unsure about this, but fuck it I thought, and climbed up after him. The air was still quite warm outside, even though it was dark, and up on the roof there was a sofa, and the guy sat down on it. "I often bring girls up here" he said. "But never any as pretty as you". Yeah right, I though, smooth talker or what. But I was kind of excited at the same time. I had heard about girls who were groupies, always fucking and sucking different band members, but this was the lead singer I thought! This would be a great story to tell my friends, so I started walking towards him. "The stars look lovely" he said. That threw me a bit, was he some sort of romantic? "I bet there's a better view down here though. Why don't you take off that top of yours?". I was really unsure, but before I could think it through, I found myself lifting my top and dropping it to the floor.
"Woah baby, you got it going on! Why don't you come here and give me some loving?" he said, as he undid his flies, and revealed his half hard cock to me. Fuck it, I thought, and went and knelt down next to him. I took his cock in one hand, and he caressed the back of my head with his. His cock isntantly started to swell in my hand, and he urged my head towards it. Opening my mouth, I took it inside and started to suck it. It grew and grew, and I slid my mouth up and down it. God, this was so fucking naughty I thought. Half naked, on a rooftop, sucking some strangers cock. He'd obviously done this sort of thing before, I thought, he's so sure of himself. But I don't care. It feels really great to be a slut. My pussy was aching for some attention, so I slipped a hand down under my skirt and started rubbing my clit as I sucked his cock in and out of my mouth. I started to moan, and he responded to this by shooting his seed straight down the back of my throat. I kept on sucking, determined not to spill any, and as I tasted his hot come on my tongue, I came myself from my hand work, the orgasm shooting straight through me. My mouth was plugged with his cock, so I just moaned and moaned and I could hear him saying "yeah baby, that's it, yeah". When I had calmed down, he zipped his flies back up and simply said "see you back down at the party, thanks". And that was it. He just came up here, got his cock sucked, and went back down
Now, I could have said that he used me. But I fucking loved it. I was hooked. Simple being used and abused like this made me feel so wild, my life would never be the same again...