I Am Your Lust

*~* Marilyn Josephine Connors *~*

Violet and I stood in like at six in the goddamn morning to wait for the Avenged Sevenfold Pizza Party they were having in honor of Jimmy. My long blonde hair was curled with maximum effort, make up done for the Gods in a smokey eye, winged liner and my signature bright red cool red lipstick with a matte finish.

Vi helped me slut it up for Avenged a little more than my norm. I took one of my old school shirts and cut it up so it barely resembled a shirt but still showed off the orignial design well. Skin tight black leathers on my legs then a pair of bright red combat boots. My curves were being worked for days. Big tits, small waist, decent hip size.

“Vi...I swear...I might not be able to fucking control myself around Shadz…” I blew raspberries, talking loud enough for her to hear but no one else around us to.

“Then don’t. Ride your hot ass up and down that thick, hard horse cock.” Violet winked.

I rolled my green eyes and laughed at her, “Oh my god...you fucking would say that. I can’t just fuck him in the middle of the meet and greet. He wouldn’t allow it.”

Violet just looked at me utterly unamused. The woman treats sex so casually...I strive to have that relationship with intimacy. I mean I’m about casual sex but my sweet Violet is just a wild ass about it.

I’m so lucky to have this bitch. We started working at a corporate salon together and we were both just fucking over it. We were getting big fish little pond syndrome so now it was time for the next step.

After this meet and greet, we were gonna be busting our asses to open up our own salon. Violet humored me and agreed that we would call our salon Steadfast Siren Salon. I liked the alliteration. We lived in Vegas and just decided that we were gonna move to Huntington Beach. Why the fuck wouldn’t we open up our salon in the same city as our sexy crushes and favorite band? More chances to bump into them.

We kept talking business and for the next few hours and then it was that time. We were filed into the building like little herds of sheep then let loose into the warehouse. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Matt.

Fuck. He looks so goddamn handsome. His black leather flat brimmed hat, beard looking trimmed and tidy, Blackcraft Cult long sleeved with a bit of bleach staining, black pants and his damn Kanye West sneakers which I refuse to call by name.
“Vi...Violet…” I breathed, my pussy getting instantly fucking wet. Thank fuck I’m wearing leather.

She laughed and shoved me closer to the man as I stood in line to meet him. There were only a couple people in front of me.

When Matt leaned down, hugging the girl in front of me, I watched his eyes give me a once over and I grabbed my best friend’s wrist, giving it a squeeze. I know she saw it too. His eyes found me a couple more times and I couldn’t believe it.

It came to be my turn and I didn’t even bother introducing myself. I just hugged Matt around his waist tightly. He chuckled cooly as I pulled away from him, running my hand over his stomach. I’m embarrassed but can’t stop. I’m coming for that dick. I’m claiming my prize.

“Hi. How’s it going?” He smiled.

“Good. How are you? How’s your voice?” I asked him.

“It’s good, as good as it can be. Healing slowly but surely.” Matt flashed that dimpled grin to me, being so friendly then he looked down at my deathbat of his I had tattooed on me, “That’s a sick tattoo.”

“Thank you. It’s yours.” I chuckled coolly, “I was hoping you would sign it.” I bit my lip feeling so hopeful.

“Oh sure! Happy to!” He smiled brightly.

“Sign anywhere you want just maybe not over the “Synyster” on my collar bone,” I laughed.

Matt leaned down and close to me, pouting that bottom lip out just a little then pretended to cross out Syn’s name on my collar bone which made me laugh. Matt signed just above the wing and a little on it on my left side.

“Thank you. I’ll be getting this tattooed.” I chuckled.

“Nice.” He smiled.

I took a few photos with Matt and pulled away from him reluctantly which I’m sure he felt and he looked down at my shirt then his eyebrows shot up slightly.

“That’s an old school shirt. That’s fucking awesome.” He nodded toward me.
“Thank you!” I grinned widely as he walked off.

I watched him talk to a few more fans then looked to Violet. I whimpered at her and we started to walk around to meet the rest of the guys. I just couldn’t stop looking over at Matt. He caught me a couple times which made me blush and then we were told we had to leave the building cause the guys had to take a break.

I pouted at the thought of leaving but then I felt a tap on my shoulder, “Hey...we have beer and I saw you didn’t get a slice of pizza. Wanna come back with me?” Matt asked and I was fucking floored.

Of course when I went to runaway and use Vi as a meat shield but she was...gone...fucking vanished. I looked around, my jaw agaped then Matt tapped my shoulder again.

“I...um...my friend was just here but yeah,” I cleared my throat, turning to him and smiling, trying to keep my cool.

“Oh her and Zack were chatting last I saw.” Matt shrugged.

I puckered my lips out and nodded, knowing damn well what the hell happened. Violet is probably throwing her cat at Zacky Vengeance.

Matt lead me to the secluded back area where they had a couple coolers of beer and a few more boxes of pizza. He sat down and I looked down at my shoes and since he asked me back here and there’s only one chair...I sat upon my proper perch. His lap.

“Well, well. Hello there.” Matt laughed, showing off those dimples.

“You’re so incredibly sexy. I wanted to know what it was like to sit on your lap.” I chuckled and kissed his cheek.

Matt turned his head, pressing his lips to mine and making me fucking melt into him so hard. My fingers knitted into his shirt and I pulled him closer to me. Matt’s hand held me by the small of my exposed back while his other moved to feel up my tits. I moaned against his lips which made him smile.

“I don’t...usually...do this…” He said between kisses.

“Feels like you have a bit of practice…” I giggled against his lips, moving my hand to his neck then under his hat to feel his hair.

“Fucking. Not fucking strange women.” Matt laughed.

“I’m not strange. It might help if I told you my name though…” I kissed him again, “Marilyn Connors.” I couldn’t stop kissing the man.

“Your name would be Marilyn,” He laughed against my lips, “Come here. Straddle me.”

I did what I was told cause it’s fucking Matt then pressed my chest to his, “I don’t normal fuck my favorite rockstars but here we are.” I cooed.

Matt smacked my ass and gave my cheeks a squeeze with his massive hands, “I was curious about you riding me but...something tells me you’re a doggy style kinda woman.”

“You are fucking correct.” I waggled my eyebrows at him.

“Even better. Perfect position for the female orgasm.” He felt me up, starting at my hips and just moving north.

I blushed at him saying that and wondered where the venue would be. Matt could tell I was thinking hard and picked me up, carrying me outside and to the van the guys had arrived in. His band mates looked confused and curious but didn’t stop the man on the mission.

Good thing. I have a fucking dick appointment with M. Shadows.

Matt got me into the van and it was like...something came over the both of us. We were undressing each other wildly, panting heavily, clawing, biting and nipping at each other. He kissed and bit all over my body, making me the wettest I had ever been between my legs in any life.

He ran two of his larger fingers between my pussy lips while licking his. I watched that plump bottom lip pop out from his tongue and was dead.

“Oh...someone sees something they like.” He did that goddamn stage chuckle.

“You haven’t the slightest…” I moaned when he started flicking and rubbing my clit while he moved me on all fours.

I arched my back for Matt as he pushed his massive...and I mean fucking massive cock inside of me. I moaned loudly and felt the familiar pressure of an orgasm building already. Whatever. It’s fucking M. Shadows. Of course I’m gonna cum fast.

“Holy fucking tightest goddamn pussy. You saving yourself for me?” Matt laughed in the sexiest of ways.

“Fucking...basically…” I joked with him.
The vocalist started going to fucking pound town. He was taking my pussy to prom but at least was paying. I was moaning and gripping at anything I fucking possibly could’ve. I widened my legs, allowing the front man to go deeper.

“Holy. Fuck. Matt…” I whimpered, tightening my walls around him.

He smacked my ass three times, really hard, “You like how I feel inside you, Marilyn?” He asked with his tone with my name as pure sex.

“I fucking do...you feel so goddamn amazing…” I moaned for him, so thrilled that I chose to be a dirty little slut on this day for Matt.

Shit. I would’ve done it any day.

Matt didn’t hold back, fucking me right in half. He kept going, pulling out of me when he was about to cum. I moved to my knees, facing him and sucking the head of his cock as he stroked the bottom quickly, panting hard with pleasure. He came in my mouth and it was...so much. So goddamn much cum. He’s the master.

I pulled away from him and opened my mouth, batting my lashes at him and showing him my present he was so generous to give me. Matt smiled and his eyes flickered with joy as I swallowed.

Ladies never spit.

“You are...the most fun.” He breathed and helped me get dressed.

“Thank you.” I smiled, helping him pull his shirt back on.

We finished up and before I could get out of the van, Matt pulled me to him, looking at me deeply with those beautiful green eyes then kissing me deeply. I kissed him back with maximum effort and then walked out of the van.

Hopefully moving to Huntington...I’ll run into the man more but at least today...I got that. I got to fuck my dream man.

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