A7X One Shots

Nothing made me happier than finding the perfect guitar for someone. I loved helping them search for what they wanted and loved it even more when they found exactly what they were looking for. This was as close I could get to actually performing, showing people how to choose the right guitar and showing them how to play brought me great joy.

"Excuse, miss?" I turned to the voice and hid a smile, seeing my boyfriend. "I'm looking for a specific guitar. Can you help me?"

I tried to hide my smile the best I could. I knew what Zacky was doing. He knew I needed to up my sales, so he was here pretending to be a customer. "How can I help you, sir?" I was going to play along, of course.

Zacky stepped toward me. "I like Scheters. Not like that one dude from Avenged Sevenfold, though. I think his guitars are too flashy. I'm looking for a brown one that I can customize."

Fighting back a smile, I guided Zach to the Scheter section. Zacky really didn't need anymore guitars, and if he did, he could just call Scheter up themselves and order a customized one. I think he was doing this because I had complained last night that my boss wasn't happy with my sales. Apparently I was selling enough customized guitars. Do you know how many people bought customized guitars? NONE!

"I can get you exactly what you're looking for," I said to him. Of course I could. He liked the same guitar and was going to get 6661 on the guitar. It's what he always did. I handed him the guitar and watched as he started to play. Zacky's fingers were fun to watch.
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"So, love? Do I get a reward for helping you make sales today?" Zacky watched me remove my makeup.

I tapped my chin carefully. "What kind of reward?"

A crude smile appeared on his face. He stroked his goatee and then tilted his head, trying to read what I was thinking I imagined. "I wanna take you from behind."

My eyebrows shot up at that. I was thinking it was going to be something more... kinky than that. But who was I to complain? Nodding my head, I dropped my panties and walked into our bedroom, whipping my shirt off as well.

Zach bit his lip and pushed his boxers down over his growing erection. I eyed it, actually enjoying his reward. I loved feeling dick deep in me and nothing helped with that more than doggy style, at least for me.

He approached the bed and flipped me over so I was on my stomach. I let out a small gasp as his fingers parted my pussy and drew a figure eight over my lower lips. A shiver ran up and down my spine when his tongue met my center and he massaged my clit. The man had magical fingers, no one could argue that.

When Zach was content with my mewling, he propped a pillow under my stomach and pushed into me quickly. I gasped and then waited for him to let me adjust. Once my muscles unclenched, Zacky started up a brutal pace. My breasts bounced as he started to thrust into me like a mad man.

One of his hands gripped my waist while the other found my left breast and pulled the nipple, getting me to make a sound I never thought I would make. Zach growled as he picked up the pace. I didn't like that was possible, but my clit was meeting his balls, enjoying the feeling of them slapping against me and then moving away.

I came, pulsing against his cock. It was like my body went into slight shock as wave after wave of orgasm came over me. Zacky thrust a few more times and then came on my back. I hated that part, but it was his reward.

"Thanks, love," Vengeance said and laid me down gently.

"Of course, babe. Now go get me a warm washcloth."

Notes

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