As the light moved further up her body Monica opened her honey brown eyes and lifted her head to look at her clock. It read 11’o’clock. She ploppe... her head back down on her pillow , her dark black hair falling around her. Monica was a wild child and was loving life and she had no intention of getting out of bed just yet. Monica lived alone in her studio apartment. She was the type of person who loved to party and have a good time. She had a great job as a pharmaceutical consultant that had her. The pressure was too great for him to maintain his control. “Ah, I’m going to cum,” he grunted, shoving deeper inside her as his seed spurted. Natalie was lost in her own orgasm. It was like was experiencing a firework display just for her, as her pleasure exploded in bright flashes before her eyes. She closed her eyes, taking it all in, as her other senses overwhelmed to the point of paralysis.*** As Dan pulled on his clothes, he finally asked what he was most curious about. “You knew DJ was. The Velvet Underground played there, and I worked backstage, for free, loading an unloading vans stuffed with musical equipment. A couple of the groups that I tossed amplifiers for went on to greater success. One was the First Edition, which were at that time a folk group, an imitation New Christie Minstrels. They had a bass player, and he was hip, though at the time considered fat and ugly. I admired the group, they had a cute female singer that was fronting the band, and they were trying. Standing there nude, I felt ashamed letting men I didn't know see me that way. My shame didn't last long, Big C reached over and grabbed both my nipples, and he gave them a hard twist, forcing a loud moan from my lips. My legs felt weak but before I could fall, he forced a large finger up my wet pussy and held me up. Pushing me back to a table he had me lie over it, like the bed in my dream, my head hung over one side, and my legs over the other. He removed his finger and rubbed it on my lips,.