EroticReverie

Shayna Sellars 

Right after we get off the plane, we're driven the venue. The guys missed their regularly schedule soundcheck due to the fact they're insane and flew back to get me and talk me into coming along on tour. Which let's be honest, they didn't have to do much convincing. So while they perform a soundcheck just a few hours before the scheduled concert, I start getting ready inside of the tour bus. Since they'd be driving to the next city right after tonights show, there was no hotel the time , and we'd all be sleeping on the bus. 

It's difficult in the small bathroom and shower, but I manage a full body shave and then shower, and blow dry my hair, and then pull it up into a messy bun,w hich I'd like to say was effortless, but I took it down and put it back up at least a dozen times till it looked perfectly imperfect. It would be hot inside the venue so I didn't want to leave it down. 

I don't dress for myself , I dress for them when I choose my outfit. It's a black metal besh backless dress the neckline hangs, draping over my tits and plunging down between my breasts. Because I was going to milk these years of my d cups still being firm and sitting nice on my chest without a bra, so I often didn't opt to wear a bra, because I believed in the "Research" that bras only prematurely made breasts sag. Not sure how true it is, it would seem the opposite, but I also just like showing them off. 

I smile after painting my toes red along with my finger nails, then wait and slip on my black stiletto open toed shoes with a thin little ankle strap. They have tiny little silver studs on them. Even though I was already five foot eight, wearing the heels wouldnt make me taller than the guys, which I liked. I liked how feminine standing next to them made me feel. I also like how small they made me feel when they fucked me like a rag doll, but...focus Shayna. Do no think about that right now or you'll need to pull out one of the vibrators you packed. 

Some people might ask what the hell I needed to bring vibrators and toys with me for, when I had four hot as fuck men with large dicks ready to fuck me at any given moment. But I had a more than healthy sexual appetite, and let's face it, masturbating is one of my favorite hobbies, and sometimes a girl just needs SELF love. 

I'm standing in the bathroom, finishing some last touches to my makeup, going all out, and adding fake lashes, and pressing the second one to my lid and running my finger over them to make sure they stay in place when I hear footsteps.

"Midnight?" I hear Finch's voice, smiling to myself. 

"Bathroom" I call back to him, and hear him walking through the bus, the partially open diving door sliding back as he walks back and then stops as I'm still pressing at my lash and fluffing it upward, they're not too heavy, just enough to add a tiny bit extra volume. I've got a full face of makeup, foundation, powder, blush, my lips painted a deep red matte to match my nails, and black eyeshadow in the crease of my eyes, making and entirely smokey look, with some blended under my lash line, and a black winged eyeliner.

"fuck" he exhales and I turn my head, smiling at him as he stands there in the small space of the hall and looks at me up and down. 

"god damn" he whispers, his eyes all over me, and he groans when I turn to face him, his eyes going right to my breasts.

"Are you trying to kill us?" he asks, finally stepping in and then brings his hands to my waist and licks his lips as he slides his hands down the metal mesh fabric. 

"fuck, this dress is hot" he says, and looks down to my heels. 

"You make a man want to let you step on his balls with those things." he says and I laugh and then he gently turns me, facing me to the mirror as he slips behind me. 

"What are you doing?" I ask as innocently as I can while Finch unbuckles his jeans. 

"What do you THINK I'm doing Shayna? I'm about to fuck my girl." he says and my nipples harden, and I place my hands on the small sink counter, bracing myself. 

"where are the others?" I ask.

"Finishing up sound check...told me to come get you...see if you're almost ready....fuck" he mutters his pants shuffling down and then his hands grabbing the short dress that just covers my ass and he groans. 

"No panties?" he asks.

"Are you asking? You have eyes Finch. clearly, i'm not wearing any panties." I tease him and he groans. 

"I'm going to paint your pretty pussy with cum, that will be your panties" he groans and I feel my toes curl and curse softly as I step my legs apart and he reaches between them and groans, sliding a singer right into my pussy, my mouth falling open.

"Feels like someone needs their hot little pussy fucked Shayna" he whispers, leaning down, bringing his face to the side of my head, his mouth by my ear and I whimper, nodding.

"yes" I answer and he grins, his eyes on mine. 

"You gonna dress like this for us everynight? Hmm? Is that your plan, make us so fucking hard that we can't think straight...we're going to have to cancel our fucking tour and tell everyone it's all your fault for dressing yourself like such a hot little slut, and leaving us not able to think about anything other than fucking the holes we own now" Finch whispers and I moan as he slides a second finger inside of me and my eyes roll back slightly as his fingers pump in and out of me. 

"You've got us fucked up Shayna" he groans and slides his fingers out of me, his hand guiding his cock to my pussy and then pushing right into me, I gasp, his cock sliding in as far as it will go and I clench around him , gripping the edge of the sink as I look at him in the mirror. 

"you feel so good" I whine. It's all I can think, anytime any of them are inside. How fucking good they feel inside me. 

"Yeah? that feel good Shayna Sellars?" he groans in my ear. "Does it feel good having your little pussy stretched on my cock?" 

I nod as I whimper. "yes" 

He grabs my hips, slides out slowly and I groan, fucking panting for more as he teases me, leaving only the head of his cock inside of me.

"Shayna Sellars....the worlds most beautiful , wild little slut" he groans and thrusts back into me , this time it's hard, it's quick and it's deep and it has my heels nearly slipping off the floor as it rocks me onto the front of my heels. 

"Finch" I cry and he groans, pulling out and then thrusting into me again, deep and hard. 

"shit, yes" I breathe, my tits swaying forward, bouncing with each thrust he gives me, the dangling metal mesh slapping against my skin below my tits as he reaches around and grab my throat, making me arch my back , my hands leaving the sink, , one grabbing his forearm that's resting on my chest now, my other hand going up behind his head, and fisting his hair as he fucks me. 

"Look at how fucking pretty you are" he groans in my ear.

"How pretty you look getting fucked" he says, squeezing my throat slightly and I moan, my pussy taking his cock over and over, and I can feel myself soaking him, knowing i'm fucking drenching him as he fucks me and speaks low and savagely in my ear, growling his words low and hot against my skin. 

"You look so fucking good Shayna" 

"So fucking good baby" he says, kissing my neck and my eyes shut and open over and over as I get fucked, catching his eyes on my face, on my body in the mirror as he fucks me from behind. He's watching my tits and my dress move as he fucks me, watching my face as I get closer and closer to cumming all over his cock. 

"You pretty little thing" 

"so god damn pretty" he snarls in my ear. 

"Pretty fucking slut, with your pretty tits, in this hot fucking dress, that pretty little mouth painted red, your pretty face all done up, mmm, your makeup is so fucking pretty, it's a shame the way we'll ruin it after the show Shayna...it's a shame how much cum is going to soak that pretty little face and destroy all that makeup" 

"yes" I cry. The thought of all four of them cumming on my face has me cumming on his cock, sending me over the edge as I nearly collapse, legs shaking, my pussy flooding around Finch's cock, a second of silence before my scream fills the small bathroom and the entire bus. 

"mmm, you've got such a hot little cunt Shayna...so god damn messy when you cum on my cock" he growls in my ear, thrusting harder, faster and I can barely fucking stand, but his thrusts are pinning me against the sink as I grip his hair with both hands now, both arms lifted and behind me as my back arches and he grabs my tits through the mesh metal fabric, theres little pinches being made on my skin from the tiny little gaps in the fabric and the metal and I keep cumming as he groans, and slides his hands back down and then pulls one part of the dress to the side, uncovering one of my breasts.

"Fuck, you have such pretty tits" he groans. "Take them out, I want to look at them while I fuck my cum into your pussy Shayna" 

My hands shake and I tremble everywhere as I reach up, sccoping one breast all the way out, then the other, letting them hang over the fabric.

"Fuuuuck" Finch groans, and looks at me in the mirror as I take the pounding of his cock.

"Put this up here" he groans and guides one of my leg onto the counter, my knee lifted to the edge as I balance on the toe of one fucking heel , slapping my hand to the mirror  the other on the counter, bracing myself as Finch gets deeper inside of me somehow, able to force more of his cock into me and I can feel it in my stomach as he drills himself against my cervix. 

"Shit, you look so fucking hot" he growls. Grabbing my tits in both hands and groaning as his hips jerk and I pulse around his cock, cumming again and cursing, nearly crying as he groans loudly, his hips slapping into my ass and her drives his cock all the way into me, holding it there and cumming inside of me 

"fuck" he growls through his teeth, slamming into me again, his hips jerking as his release finds itself buried deep inside me. 

We're both panting, and I'm trembling as Finch kisses on my shoulder, and up my neck, cursing to himself over and over, breathing hard as keeps his hands on my tits and massages them , pinching my nipples, and rolling them in his fingers as I whimper.

"Stay just like this Shayna Sellars...stay right here on my fucking cock ,for all fucking eternity" he groans and kisses down to my shoudler again, then slides one hand from my breasy, back to my neck and brings his mouth back to my ear.

His hips draw back, and I think he's going to pull out of me, but then he groans, sliding back in, and my breath hitches.

"I'm not done drowning this perfect pussy in cum yet Shayna...so you stay right here...just like this...and let me fill my pretty girl"