Thread: Gore Whore [Kassyghost and Darkest Nightmare]

Kjell watched the young girl with growing amusement. She looked young and innocent, yes, but her body language as he spoke to her made it all too clear she was even more pure than he had suspected. Kjell had seen starstruck groupies before, but they had just been in awe of him. This girl, well she was shocked by every little thing that was going on in the room, from the drugs, to the outfits, to the blatant sex acts happening on the couch behind her. Her head seemed to swivel endlessly, eyes bugging at each new sight, unable to find a safe place to rest her vision that wouldn't cause her visible discomfort. In over her head, definitely, but now starting to drown. All of their stuff is mainstream, but it's good music, Kjell said simply, his shoulders giving a casual shrug. Even his simple Slayer question seemed to make the girl squirm, her smile nervous and faltering. She probably hadn't listened to even one song by them in her life. Kjell was going to call her on it, but figured it would only make her more of a wreck. He wanted to learn more about her first. They put on a good show, but it isn't real. They are an act. That's difference between being a performer versus a messenger, like us. Her eyes seemed to dawdle on Kjell's crotch, where Vikki was massaging his very visible bulge. Kjell felt a surge of depraved heat. Was she so innocent she'd never seen a man getting teased like this before? Had she even felt a cock herself yet? No, she couldn't be that pure, yet the idea made his cock throb and grow even harder under Vikki's touch. And then she was gone. Her face had turned pale under her smudged black mascara in a manner that made Kjell worried she might actually puke before she ran to the bathroom. Was she really physically ill just from what she was seeing in the green room?! Vikki was talking in his ear, her fingers at his waistband, and Kjell suddenly remembered the big titted girl was at his side. His infatuation with her friend was forgotten for a second as his mind shifted back to the idea of fucking Vikki, which was never a bad backup plan. The little slut's hand was sliding into his leather pants and Kjell arched his back slightly to accommodate her. Mhmm, that feels good. See how hard you have made me? Little baby, don't rush, we have all night, whispered Kjell back to the eager teen. The pants were tight, but her hand had found a nice firm grip and was rubbing up and down his shaft, a tingling ring of pleasure moving on his aching rod. Kjell's hand went up to one of Vikki's luscious breasts, cupping that melon hard through her tight t-shirt and letting his thumb and index finger find the nub of a nipple to pinch. His face leaned forward to kiss the girl again, but something she had said stuck in Kjell's mind. He pulled back to stare at her in disbelief. Wait... did you say she was a virgin? Do you really think that? It suddenly seemed obvious that she was and Kjell grew distracted for a second as his mind raced. A virgin offered so many possibilities, not just for his own fun in turning her into a slut as dirty as Vikki, but other ideas were popping up that were even more rewarding. He could use someone like her, he might even need her. Fuck, a virgin?! And this is her first black metal concert and first time backstage. We should make tonight special for her, murmured Kjell with a shake of his head before he kissed Vikki. This time his kiss was hard, his tongue pushing deep into her mouth as he invaded her roughly. That hand on her breast pinched again, squeezing her nipple ruthlessly. He pulled away to stare at the teen intently, seeking permission in his next words, but his tone made it sound more like a command. You know what would be hot... real hot. Me fucking you with her watching us. You'd be cool with that right? Maybe you even showing her how to suck a dick so well like you do. I won't fuck her, that's just for your pussy. But let's make her into a real metalhead tonight. The girl was back, Kass seemed to be her name. She'd been too nervous to even give it to Kjell earlier. She didn't look much better, but a change in venue might improve her state of mind. That and maybe something to take the edge off. He had coke and liquor in his dressing room and that should be more than enough to make Kass more game to party. The van, Vikki? We aren't fucking nobodies on Soundcloud anymore. I got a loft apartment with Gool for the month while we rehearse with our new drummer. We got that national tour coming up you know, replied Kjell. He stood up suddenly, forcing Vikki's hand out of his pants, but the bulge of his hard cock was clearly visible going down his thigh. The party is moving to my loft in a bit, a little smaller crowd, but let's go into my private dressing room until we leave. We can relax in there and chill out away from the crowd. Let little Kass here get comfortable. Kjell grabbed Vikki's hand and reached out and took Kassy's with his other, giving the innocent girl no other option as he led the pair towards his dressing room door in the corner of the Green Room.