Gothic Sunrise by Jimmy Boom Semtex sample
- NICK ARMBRISTER/JBS
- Jun 26, 2020
- 5 min read
Gothic Sunrise by Jimmy Boom Semtex
“Yes, you’re right there. Hey, you wanna join me?” he offered, trying to make room on the long low three seat couch. A small gap appeared.
Denise looked at this, thought it over and answered, “Yeah I think I will!” She danced over to the couch and levered herself into the ever so small gap, laughing.
“You got enough room to squeeze in there my dear?” he chuckled as his friend edged her way in.
“Yeah loads of room, don’t worry about me its fine,” she answered as her breath was squeezed out of her.
“I know I’m a fat bastard,” Rolo laughed, rolling his eyes in his head.
“I wouldn’t call you that; I’d just say you’re a bit larger than life.”
“You’re so modest my dear, thanks for joining me anyhow. I’ll get you a drink when I go to the bar. What’ll you have?”
She paused before telling him, “Yes I’ll have a Snakebite please Rolo. Make sure they use Gumption cider along with Zeus lager, it’s not as strong like the others that taste shit.
“No problem my dear,” the big Goth replied as he scratched his right ear.
Denise drank her Snakebite and looked forward to her next one courtesy of Rolo. They chatted for a few minutes, making small talk on business, who could win the battle of the bands (Denise wanted Gothic Sunrise to win as she loved Katie Kat and her sexy body. Oh and the music too! Rolo wanted their arch rivals the Supersonic Snails led by the demure Angie the Witch to win) and life. No one looked at the fat man with the hooker wedged in next to him on the couch. Many other strange people graced the pub giving a feast for hungry eyes. Denise finished her drink and nodded at Rolo to go and get her another. He agreed and he struggled to get up off the seat, giving Denise a breathing space. She laughed at the thought of being squashed by Rolo; of all the places to sit she chose this one. Rolo paid for the drinks with two unfired 9mm bullets and returned to Denise with the drinks.
Across the alternative quarter Goths were still working before rushing home to get ready for this heady event. Not everyone was lucky enough to have the day off or to finish work early. A definite buzz was in the air, the main street was filling up with Goths milling around waiting for their friends and deciding where to drink first. Some of the outfits they wore were simply stunning, a real labour of love.
Sandra was holding hands with the singer of the first band that had been on stage; she had well and truly pulled a man. She had already made love to him twice in a dark corner. Craig and Jason stood near the stage each holding two large cocktails of varying ingredients. Denise and Rolo leaned against the wall to the right of the stage very drunk but genuinely enjoying themselves. Everyone else counted down in his or her head till the next band was on; time stood still mocking them.
Who would be on next? The DJ who had played his thumping music suddenly killed the sound; a classical music score came over the speakers and the lights went out, plunging the club into total blackness. The crowd cheered and went wild, for three minutes they were kept waiting until a tall gothic woman stepped on stage wearing an outfit that glowed bright pink in the darkness. She approached the mike and announced, “Thank you for being here tonight, we are the Supersonic Snails and I’m Angie the Witch! Enjoy our gig.”
Cheers, screams and exultations filled the club and the crowd went crazy! They loved this; it was what they had come here for. Slowly the lights came back on as Angie started singing in an angelic voice that made the hair stand up on the back of everyone’s necks. For five minutes she serenaded the audience while the other band members waited at the side of the stage. After her solo song they emerged to a rapturous applause and shouts of adoration from the audience. Four male band members to make up one of the two hottest Goth bands in Renford. They took up their positions and got right on down to it, launching into a rockish number that had the fans arms raised in the air with the strong musical rhythm. Angie the Witch sang about lost love stolen by death amongst a landscape of tears, people sang her own song back to her in total harmony with this stunning singer. Sandra related to this song. Was the song written for her?
Climbing over the barrier between the crowd line and the stage was easier said than done, it was a smooth barrier four foot tall. Several other people gently helped the two guys climb over the top and up onto the stage, they didn’t want to damage their private parts before they had sex! Standing on the stage totally naked they both looked over at the huge crowd, it was an awe-inspiring site; everyone’s gaze was focused on the four naked adults - two standing, two on the floor. Both men now knew what it felt like to be in the public eye, what the ladies took for granted and were at ease with. They walked the few steps to Ang and Kate, rather shyly considering where they were and then got down to join the chicks. Craig ended up with Katie and Jason with Angie.
It started. They kissed both girls passionately like it was their last night on earth, not bothering about all the horny people who were watching them. Craig put three fingers up Katie’s pussy and gave her a real hard fingering enjoying her warm wet juices.
Jason got down to it and fucked Angie with no foreplay, he put his seven inch hard cock up her shaved pussy and pumped away like there was no tomorrow. He groaned and moaned like an animal caught in a trap. Faster and faster he made love to Angie who closed her eyes and moved in rhythm to the deep solid thrusts that pounded her pussy. As Angie came Jason screamed, “Oh yes, oh yes…” over and over until he shot his spunk up her tight wet cunt. His orgasm curled his toes giving him cramp but he ignored it and finished his role in this bizarre spectacle. After a one minute of sharing an orgasm Jason collapsed exhausted onto his girl.
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