Sara was positioned in front of the stage, the spot she kept coming back to, as she watched the band shine from the dimly lit dance floor. Her body moved to the music, whether fast or slow, it didn't matter.

Several guys had come up to dance with her, and although she let them she never took her eyes off the stage.

She was there to pick up a guy. She was going home with someone and she had already picked out whom it would be. The challenge would be letting him know when she couldn't talk to him. She didn't want to go home with any of the guys that danced against her, no matter how cute or how suggestive they were.

No, the guy she wanted was standing a few feet above her, on the stage with the microphone in his hand. His dark hair was short above his slim attractive face.

Every once in a while he would flash a smile that lit up his face. She wasn't close enough to see, but she had a feeling his eyes would shine with his smile. He was tall and lanky in jeans and a t-shirt. And the more she watched, the more she wanted him.

She danced through sounds from the 90's along with current hits.

At the moment some guy was behind her, his hands on her hips, moving his body against hers. She moved back, even as she and the singer locked eyes and she toyed her lips. She danced with him through a few more songs, before she decided she needed a break, a shot, and a smoke. She untangled from the guy and walked off the dance floor. Heading straight to the bar she motioned to the bartender she knew.

He began fixing her shot before she even made it close enough to pay. She dropped enough cash on the bar to cover the shot and a tip for him. After downing the shot she took a cigarette out of the pack and turned to the guy sitting at the bar beside her. "Got a light?" She asked as she flashed him a flirtatious smile. She gave him a wink as she slipped back in to the crowd.

Sara wasn't quite ready to head back to the stage yet.

She decided she was going to stand on the sideline as she enjoyed her cigarette.

She didn't see him until he was there, in front of her, his body moving in, almost touching. Blue, she thought, his eyes were blue. He took her smoke from her, and after taking a drag of his own dropped it to the ground. He didn't speak and she didn't care. She had heard his voice enough tonight. She would rather he do other things with his mouth. His fingers skimmed down her bare arm, his fingers linking around her wrist. She followed him as he moved through the bar, dodging everyone.

Sara didn't know where they were headed, nor did she care.

Before she realized it, he pushed her into a dark corner, blocking her into place with hands on either side of her head.

His mouth lingered right above hers for a moment before swooping down, devouring her. As the kiss grew deeper, he took her breast in his hand, massaging it and squeezing her hard nipple. His leg slipped between hers and she ground her lower body against it. She knew he could feel the heat from between her legs through his jeans. He pulled back from the kiss, "too bad I can't take you here and now.

" He told her leaning close to her ear so she could hear him with out having to shout. Sara moaned at his comment and the breath against her ear. "You can have me later." He said something in return, but the noise in the club picked up and all she caught was "definitely going to play you later." With that he walked off. It was then she realized that the band hadn't actually taken a break, and that they were calling him back to the stage. She went back to her spot, dancing in front of the stage, waiting for closing time. Sara sat on the couch, with the singer from earlier, in the unfamiliar house. She had hung around, feeling like a damn groupie, waiting for them to finish and pack up their things. Then she followed him back to his place. She took a moment to look around the room, before looking back at him. For a guy, his place was mostly neat.

She wasn't expecting it to be perfection, but he had told her that half the band lived there, and she just soft placeumed a band could get a little messy. Her eyes met his and she smiled her seductive smile. He leaned over and kissed her again, like he had in the club and her already humming nerves shimmered through her body. This guy was an awesome kisser.

She couldn't place why, because when he kissed her all thoughts left her mind.

All she knew was a promise of something very good would be follow the kiss. "Want something to drink?" "Sure, got a beer?" "Yeah." He left to go to the kitchen and came back carrying two beers, a bottle of Jaeger, and a couple of shot glasses.

He poured a shot and held it out to her. "Thanks, but no. Jaeger hits me hard and fast.

I want to remember tomorrow." He threw back the shot himself. "Oh you do? Why?" "Cause I think it will be fun to play you.

" "Us, " he corrected.

"Huh?" As she said it she heard people coming into the house, and realized it was the rest of the band. "Maybe you heard me wrong, " he continued as the other guys came in and took seats around the room, "I didn't say I was going to play you later. I said 'we were'. " Sara looked around the room, taking her first real look at the rest of the guys.

She was sorry to say that at the bar she hadn't paid much attention to them, her eyes had just been on the lead singer.

Who she now knew was named Gabe. As her eyes met each of the guys she felt another shiver of pleasure run through her. They were all cute, but in different ways. She finally spoke again, "Do you always share?" "Only when we find something we all like.

" This came from the guy across from her, as he poured a shot and downed it.

She knew this was the moment. She had to either agreed to do it or she got up and said, "No thanks, I don't do groups". She was surprised when she had a quick flash of walking out and regretting it later. She had decided earlier she wanted the lead singer, and she was going to have him, even if that meant having the whole band as well. "I've never been with more than one guy before, " she said shyly. It was true, though she had thought of it numerous times. But usually when she had thought of it, it was only two guys, not five. "We'll go easy on you, " another guy said, "at first.

" Gabe looked at her, "Sure you don't want a shot?" "Nope, as I said I like to remember." They didn't jump right in it, the guys sat around drinking and rehashing the show they had just played. They were all running on adrenaline highs as well as alcohol. Gabe gave her a quick run down of the guys, giving her their names and what instruments they played. She had learned Eric was the drummer. He sat across from her in a black tank top. After listening to him she decided he had a fun, laid back personality. His hair was spiked out all over.

He also had a great, friendly smile. Stephen was a guitarist, though he also did some of the singing. He was wearing a tight black shirt with jeans.

His dark hair was long enough to fall over his eyebrows and close to his dark eyes. The expression he wore was more of the quiet, bad boy. He seemed to be the type that sat back and took everything in. William, another guitarist, was cute but didn't necessarily grab your attention the way Gabe, Eric or Stephen did.

He was one of those guys she thought, that you would be friends with, then end up sleeping with. Joshua, the bass player, was probably someone she wouldn't pick out to sleep with either.

Again he just didn't grab your attention. Well until he stood up and she noticed the bulge in his pants. Sara was intrigued by it because it more like a relaxed bulge than an 'I'm turned on' one. She finished off her second beer and asked where the restroom was. Following the directions she found it with no problem. She used the time to ask herself again if this is what she wanted to do and accepted the answer. Coming out of the bathroom, she stood in the hallway a minute to listen, see if they were talking about her or not. "She's pretty hot." She recognized this voice as being William's. "Looks like a lot of fun." This came from bass player.

Sara decided she didn't need to hear more. She had read stories on group sex, but since she had never experienced it herself she was unsure of how things were going to go or even start. Did Gabe get first choice since he brought her here? She decided the easiest thing was to get their attention, and then let things fall from there. There had been various types of music playing in the background the whole time she had been there. It just so happened the song that was playing now had a great dance beat to it. She stepped back into the room and headed towards the center of it. She faced Gabe, as she started moving her hips and body to the music, the same way she had at the club. She let her hands run down her body. Her fingers spread wide gliding over her lush breasts.

She let her fingers toy with the bottom of her shirt, then slowly eased it up over her curves and dropped it beside her. She turned away from him now, facing the others, as she slowly undid the snap of her jeans. She was leaning over, looking into Eric's eyes as she pulled down her jeans, revealing the black lacey thong that matched her bra. Kicking the jeans and shoes off, she turned back toward Gabe.

He motioned for her to come to him, and she did, straddling his lap and sinking down on him. His hands grabbed her soft place, pulling her against him. His mouth attacked her nipple through the bra.

When his teeth nipped it, she threw back her head and moaned. She felt the give of her bra being undone and relished in the feeling of having her large breasts cupped, her nipples pinched and pulled. His mouth was now working up to hers, and when it made it, she threw herself into the kiss. She ground down against his length, wanting it inside of her. He had other plans for her. She felt him stand up holding her in place against him. She didn't notice until she was laid down on the coffee table that it had been cleared off. Pulling her soft place to the edge, Gabe ripped the panties off her, and gave her softness one long swipe with his tongue. "Oh god, " Sara moaned out. She felt something being poured over her breasts and realized that Joshua had the bottle of Jaeger.

He and William then toyed over her breasts and ribs cleaning the liquor off her. She looked around the room to locate Eric and Stephen. Both were still sitting, though she noticed Eric had his length in his hand.

She got the vague impression that his length was nice and long, before Gabe took all thoughts away. His tongue had been working on her, though she realized he must have just been teasing before, because now, suddenly she couldn't think of anything other than his tongue on and in her softness. She vaguely felt the tongues and fingers that played over her nipples. The other guys were pushed out of her mind as Gabe pushed her closer and closer to her orgasm. God, this guy knows how to toy a woman, Sara thought.

Her body began to tremble and her back arched shoving her breasts in the faces of William and Joshua. But all she could think about, all she could really feel was Gabe, his tongue and her hot cum coating his face. He slowed his laps, watching her body ease back down. He even watched her eyes drift closed. Then watched them snap back open, when he pushed his hard, thick length inside of her.

Sara's body was riding on pleasure and she didn't want it to stop. She had a brief thought that it would probably be a while before it did, if every guy in the room took his turn with her.

Her legs wrapped around Gabe's soft place, pulling him in. "Yes, play me." She moaned. "Harder, god harder." Her voice rose closer to a shout when he did just that, slamming into her. She knew she was getting close again, feeling that ball of fire explode again. Her softness closed over him, as did her wetness. She was disappointed when he pulled out of her still hard and sat on the couch, until she saw him motion for her to come to him again. She did, moving off the coffee table and onto her knees in front of him. She got a look at the length that had just made her come. It was a solid 7 inches, thick and just right. She stroked her hand over it, letting her tongue play with the head, toying the taste of her softness off it.

Sara felt someone move up behind her.

A quick look behind her, and she was surprised to see Stephen there, his length jutting out from his body. His length looked to be around the same size as Gabe's she thought as she turned back to the one in her hand and let it slide into her mouth. She began giving one of her world-class playjobs. Sucking harder, toying in all the right spots, stroking with one hand, and massage his balls with another. As she got into it more, she gave a soft moan, knowing he would feel the vibrations of it. A few moments later she felt the length behind her rubbing against her wet softness. As he slid all the way into the hilt she gave another moan and pushed her soft place back against him.

She let Stephen set the pace of the playing and the head job. When he would push into her, she would let her mouth sink down on Gabe. When he would pull out, she would pull up. He started off slow, and then built up his pace, his strokes coming faster and shorter now.

She started sucking harder on the length in her hand, she moaned when his cum filled her mouth. She barely had time to swallow it all before throwing her head back and screaming when her own orgasm exploded.

Stephen came with her.

As he pulled out, Sara could feel juices running down the inside of her legs. She wasn't all that sure it was just his cum, as she felt that even with that last one some of those juices would probably be hers as well. She stayed there for a moment, on her hands and knees, not sure she could move yet. Finally she turned and sat back against the couch, between Gabe's legs.

She laid her head against his thigh as she whispered, "Oh my god." "Had all you can handle?" Eric asked with a twisted smile on his face.

"No, " she said quietly, then a louder. "I want more. Just give me a minute." The guys did that, as well as another beer. When Sara finished the beer, she set the bottle aside. She was close to asking who was next when Joshua reached down to help her up. She stood and moved towards him.

He kissed her neck and shoulders along with running his tongue over her breasts.

As his lips and tongue played over her nipples she felt a hand on her hip, and another work its way to the front and between her legs. She humped the hand, leaning back against the guy standing behind her. She gasped when teeth closed over her nipple.

"Do you like it?" William said, leaning in close to her ear.

"Uh huh." "Want to get played again Sara?" "Oh yes." She moaned, pressing her soft place against him. "Ask." "Play me.

Please play me." She said, somehow with a tone of innocence. As Joshua kept nibbling on one nipple and pinching and twisting the other, William slid into her softness from behind. Sara would have probably melted to the floor had she not been between the two guys. William's length seemed to just go on forever. She was positive that he was much longer than Gabe or Stephen had been. He worked his length in and out of her until she came, grabbing hold of Joshua to steady herself. William pulled his length out, leaving Sara feeling empty. "No, don't stop." "Want more, do you Sara?" "God, yes." Joshua took her hand and wrapped it around his length. Oh God, she thought to herself. She had been right earlier. Joshua had a very impressive length. While he didn't have the length the other guys had, he was much thicker.

Her fingers were so not meeting. He stood still waiting to see what she would do. He had had a few girls in the past pass on playing him because of his thickness.

He was curious if Sara would be one of them.

He was surprised when she pulled his length against her wet softness. He pushed in, feeling her stretch around him, her tightness sheathing him like a glove. After a few strokes by Joshua, she felt William's hard length once again, this time it was pressed against another warmth.

She pushed back against him.

Or was she was pushed back against him when Joshua once again pressed inside of her? She didn't really care. All she could feel was a thick length filling up her softness, and a long length steadily working its way in her soft place. With a hand on Joshua's chest, and one thrown back wrapped around William's neck, she felt like she was in the middle of a tug-a-war. One would push while the other pulled. She felt one going in and one sliding out at the same time. She moaned, threw here head back and told them to play her, over and over. She couldn't help it, but she wanted more.

The ball of fire built with in her, singed its way through her body. Her nails dug into Joshua's skin as she buried her head against this chest. She would have cried out when she came, if only she could have. The pleasure was so great, so unbelievable all she could do was hang on to them. William came next, his length buried in her soft place, his hands on her hips pulling her roughly against him. Joshua followed suit, his hands squeezing her breasts. They all stood still. Joshua waited until Sara opened her eyes again. He wanted to make sure she would be able to stand on her own before he moved away. She seemed surprisingly steady. When both William and Joshua left her standing in the middle of the room, she looked over at Eric, and for the first time saw him completely naked. He's length stood up at attention, as his hand slowly stroked over it. She'd put him at around 8 inches, and while he wasn't as thick as Joshua had been, he also wasn't lacking. She walked over to him, and without saying a word straddled his lap, and slide down on his length. She rode him, but let him control the pace. His hands pulled and pushed her hips, moving her faster against him. She was surprised, honestly, that she could feel him inside of her. She had thought Joshua would have stretched her out so that she wouldn't feel as tight around Eric's thinner length. But she could feel his length drag along her flesh, building her pleasure. Eric closed his mouth over her nipple and she pushed harder against him. Sara rode, squeezing her softness around him.

His finger against her personal place sent sparks through her body, and she leaned forward, biting his shoulder as she came, her softness teasing on to his length. He didn't stop, but kept up the circles moving around her personal place, and the circle his tongue was doing around her nipple.

He could feel her muscles pulsing, her body shaking, but he pushed on. The second time she came on his length she cried out, "Oh play yeah." The grip she had on him caused him to shoot his load into her hot, juicy softness.

Her body slumped against his as they both caught their breath. She was vaguely aware of Gabe picking her up and carrying her out of the room.

He laid her down on a bed. Instead of looking around the room, she just closed her eyes, figuring she would just drift off to sleep now. Once again, Gabe had other plans.

He was sitting on the end of the bed, her foot in his hand, kissing her ankle. His lips and tongue slowly moved up the inside of her leg until his lips were once again at her softness. She briefly wondered if it would be as mind blowing as earlier, or if it just felt that away cause she was so keyed up about what was happening.

His tongue dragged through the folds, from very low all the way up to her personal place, over and over again. Every time he hit her personal place her hips would rise off the bed and press her wetness against him. Sara threaded her fingers through his hair when his tongue stayed pressed against her personal place. He sucked on it, causing her to moan and push harder against him. "Yes, yes, yes, " she chanted as his mouth was replaced by his thumb that kept sweeping over the hard button.

His tongue slipped into her, tasting all of her, plus much more. Sara had one hand on her breast, her hard nipple squeezed between her thumb and fingers. The other was still in Gabe's hair, pushing him deeper. Her hips moved against his face harder. "Mmmm, Gabe, " she moaned, and then with a force she didn't know was still left in her she came. Hard. Gabe moved up her body, kissing and toying as he went. When he got to her mouth, he kissed her. Deep and full of passion.

She could taste her sweetness, mixed in with other exotic flavors.

As the kiss continued, she felt the head of his length rub over her swollen softness. He slid in slowly, his eyes locking with hers. She met his strokes, raising her hips.

Her hands rubbed down his back. This was much different from before, not that she was complaining. She wasn't sure she had the energy left to do more.

She moaned, drawing him closer as she had a weak orgasm, before she urged him towards his.

She pulled his head close to hers, her mouth near his ear.

She whispered in his ear. "Mmm, you feel so good inside me. Your hard length, mmm, filling up my wet softness." She bit gently on his earlobe before continuing. "I want you to cum, for me, in me." Her tongue flicked over his ear. "Come on Gabe, please, mmm please cum in me." Gabe pushed in to her one last time, holding her body against his as he let spurt after spurt of cum fill her. He pulled out, drawing her up against his side. He knew she was asleep almost as soon as her head hit his shoulder. He couldn't count how many times she came, but he was sure it was more than all of the guys put together. She was worn out, but hopefully satisfied. - - - - - Sara yawned as she sat down at her desk near the front door. As usual she was at work early enough to see 34ths of the employees walk in. Friendly, but impersonal greetings were what she and most exchanged. Few would stop and actually talk, rather than the basic how are you and walk on by before you answered. This morning she didn't care. Her thoughts were on the previous night and what she did. She could believe it, she wanted it, but looking back it still almost felt like a dream.

She had awoken at 5 am, still snuggled against Gabe. In the few hours of sleep she had gotten, she had slept like the dead. She stretched, her body screaming from the abuse the night before. Her hand trailed down Gabe's chest and stomach, resting on his hard length. She thanked god for morning erections as she straddled him, looking down at this face relaxed in sleep.

She positioned him at her entrance, watching for any reaction from him.

When she slid down on him, his hands moved up to her hips, but he didn't open his eyes. She wondered if maybe he thought he was dreaming it.

She didn't mind. She just wanted one last time before she walked away.

One more time of his hard length slipping into her.

She ground her hips against him in a slow steady motion while her hands ran all over her body.

She rocked faster, smiling when she watched his eyes open, focusing on her breasts and her hands that were there. His hand moved on her hip, spreading wide over the hip bone, his thumb searching for and finding the hardened bud of her personal place. With feather light touches he swept the pad of this thumb across it.

Sara's softness tightened around him, milking his cum as she, herself, came. She laid over his body, her lips brushing his. "What a great way to start a Friday." She sighed as she moved off him and the bed.

Since her clothes were all still in the living room, she grabbed a T-shirt off the floor and slipped it over her head. She looked over at Gabe as he rolled over on his side and slip back asleep.

She wasn't offended.

After the show and sex, she figured he'd probably sleep away most of the day. She didn't have that luxury but wasn't complaining either. She dressed in the bathroom after gathering up her clothes.

She looked at the ripped undies trying to decide what to do with them.

She ended up leaving them on Gabe's dresser, over a slip of paper that she wrote her cell phone number on. She'd give him the choice of calling her again or not. She had enough time to run home, get a shower and dressed, then to work. Now she sat at her desk, trying to add up how many times she came in those hours she spent with the guys. That's when Kai Cooper walked in, stopping at her desk and interrupting her thoughts. He noted the expression on her face, "Good night I take it?" Kai, who was 6'3, seemed to tower over her desk. Sara just smiled up at him. Kai smiled back as he asked, "Who was he?" He knew she wouldn't give an answer, just as she knew he really didn't expect one. One thing Sara had long ago decided was that she was free to go out and do whom and what she pleased, but that didn't mean she had to flaunt it. As he walked away, Sara mumbled the band's name under her breath.

Smiling to herself since the 'who was he' should have been, 'who were they." - - - - - Sara's fun doesn't stop with the band! Keep your eyes open for the next part of the Sara story!