"You must meet her. She's a singer. Peterloo, I think their band is called. You might have heard about them. Apparently, they are set for great things.... . . Or so people tell me."Yes, I'd heard of Peterloo, so meeting Maggie Tavener, their lead singer was a memory-making moment. It took my breath away to see her in the flesh, to find her even more attractive in real life than in the black and white photos I had seen over in the New Musical Express. She was wearing a tiny white cotton. He kept doing this as I was rubbing myself. Then he put my hand on the vibrator, so I began to push it harder and deeper into my pussy while he played with my ass. Just a few minutes later, I felt something else vibrating against my ass. He asked me if I liked it and I told him yes. He said "may I slip this vibrating plug into your tight little ass?" I said yes. He said "bear down a little." Then he gently and carefully placed a slim lubricated vibrating plug inside my ass while I was rubbing. I found something completely new, and that was a conversation with a member of the opposite sex where both of us knew that the other was ready to fuck at any given time.Laugh, go ahead. It's not like I was a virgin, but I was virginal enough. Getting drunk and fucking some girl whom you barely know is generally the aim of most college students, and I'd pulled it off a time or two. Okay, once.It was a new kind of high for me. As a matter of fact, I kind of wished that I wasn't high at all, so I. Tommy got faster until he grunted loudly and I watched his balls tighten and his shaft pulsate on screen. Then I saw the first long strand of hot cum shot out from his cock and landing on his own chest. That was enough for me to have a huge body tingling orgasm as I imagined Tommy’s sticky semen filling me up. I watched as best I could as he stroked out the last drops of cum. I finally slowly withdrew both toys out from my stretched holes…I turned and faced the screen. I grinned from ear to ear.