PURR Ch 5: I Want To Kiss You All Over

She would merely give an occasional wink or smile in his direction. She was preoccupied rehearsing new numbers with the girls in the band all day, switching the songs’ order, making lighting changes and such. She was a perfectionist, so the show had to be constantly monitored and upgraded as she saw fit.

He tried to talk to her once, but she virtually ignored him. A simple yes or no was all he would get from her, so he stayed aloof and to himself, never looking her way again that day. “Two can play at this game,” he thought. What Tone didn’t know however, was that Gracie was trying to keep him at arms length, just keep him as her plaything as was her usual game plan. She was never short of players. Though he was her ‘bit of rough trade’, she had a feeling that he wouldn’t take the boy toy treatment for too long, despite her being Gracie Pasquale. She knew he would eventually tell her to ‘get fucked’ and do whatever he had to do.

From Tones point of view though, he would play her ‘Dandelion Game’ - rich man, poor man, tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, beautiful, daughter, wife and keep her guessing for a while. For all of his self denial, he was in fact falling in love with the star of the show. He couldn’t stop himself; any nearness or interaction with her was better than none.

As the PURR tour went on southward to Washington, DC and then on to Atlanta and Miami, they continually refined their act. For example, before they would hit the heartland of the US and beyond, Gracie developed the practice of teasing her ‘Marlboro Man’ unremittingly. It became a trademark of PURR concerts for her fingers to fondle his instrument as he played. She would slip behind him while both he and Jake’s saxophones began to reach the climax of the extended instrumental break in “Do Right Woman.” Gracie’s fingertips would assist pushing the buttons on his sax and some in him that had nothing to do with the saxophone. As he raised the sax into the air, her hands caressed his chest inside his white silk shirt and denim waistcoat. He wore a simple gold chain around his neck, his signature shades and a black Stetson. Her hands would slither down to his tight faded denim groin as his sax howled at the moon.

At the same time, as notes from the Steinway that Tess had been playing for “Do Right Woman” were swirling majestically skyward, Jake prowled around her keyboard bench as he seductively played his sax while on his knees in front of her baby grand piano. Still playing his sweet music, he lay on his back and slid under the keyboard, between her legs and back up onto his feet behind her, never losing a note as the extended riff and the band rocked on.

At that point, he knelt atop the piano with his back to the audience; suggesting oral sex was taking place as his horn screeched into the night air. To the audience’s delight, just as rehearsed, Tess rose with an exaggerated grin, showing she was the one in charge and walked away from a frustrated Jake as if she were teasing him. She then casually transferred back to her Hammond organ as the band segued smoothly into “Walk on the Wild Side.” The sexual tension was all part of the act and the crowd loved it, hooting and cheering at the top of their lungs.

. Meanwhile, Gracie was in the habit of whispering sex into ‘The Marlboro Man’s ears as both sax men, along with all the other players reached their climactic crescendo together, bringing a whole new meaning and arrangement to “A Walk on the Wild Side.” The crowd cheering and screaming so much at this well rehearsed performance that both routines became a part of every show. That was just two of the highlights that would become staples of the performance from then on.

When the band was about to go into their third number, Gracie could just taste the palpable electricity in the air. All the hard work was paying off and tonight the band was hot, red-hot. She knew it was time for a little banter with the fans “HELLO WASHINGTON! How’re ya doin? What do cats do when they’re happy? “

The crowd knew the routine that everyone did by then, and answered in unison with the catch phrase that every PURR fan knew, “THEY PURR! Gracie grinned like a Cheshire cat to hear that enthusiasm. “Have we got a show and a half for you tonight! We are fucking full on and mad for it - LET’S ROCK, LADIES! TONIGHT WE’RE NOT GONNA JUST PURR, WE”RE GOING TO ROAR!!!!!!!

Betti’s drums rolled like thunder. Kat, Jen and Dees’ guitars wailed and Tess’s keyboards screamed as they tore into ZZ Top’s “She’s Got Legs.” The mini-skirted trio of guitarists turned their backs to the crowd and teasingly shook their pretty little booties in unison as they looked back mischievously over their shoulders.

Later in the show, Gracie decided to give her voice a break. She surprised Angela and Roxanne with a chance to take center stage and perform two songs. They seized this opportunity and gave their performances of Blondie’s “Call Me” and Pat Benatar’s “Hit Me With Your Best Shot” their best. They never looked or sounded hotter than they were when they felt the heat of those spotlights on them and gave the fans everything they had.

After Gracie resumed her position center stage, she lit into “I Wanna Kiss you all Over.” A measured drumbeat was provided by Betti, the seductive soft whirling of the Hammond by Tess. Dee Dee and Jen’s ear-piercing guitars and Kat’s throbbing bass arranged themselves three in a line, close to each other as they stalked around the stage. Gracie strode the boards and gestured to Jake to follow her. As she prowled, he followed blowing a slow, mean wailing saxophone. She beckoned to her Marlboro Man to join the trail and the two Saxes followed the Amazing Gracie around the stage wailing like stray cats, true tomcats.

As “I Want to Kiss You All Over” hit the climax, Gracie, turned her back to the audience and put her arms around the two guys’ shoulders, kissing both lightly, toying with their emotions, not to mention making a connection with their erections. She slithered down to her knees between both men, her hands sliding down their stomachs and resting at their crotches. As her hands arrived there, just as they had rehearsed, the Saxes stuttered just momentarily. She leapt up, grabbed the mike and purred “ And all over again.” her spotlight dimmed to total darkness, Jake and Tone’s horns moaned softly, fading to silence.

The hush lasted only for a minute or two, and then searchlights danced randomly over the audience, giving the troupe on stage time to regroup and prepare for the next number. In that moment and in that darkness, “Marlboro Man“, being the fucking chancer he was, was unable to restrain himself, grabbed Gracie and kissed her on the lips - hard and deep. Jake saw this and thought that it would be goodbye again to his friend. He’d just fucked up his life again, fucked with the star. However, Gracie didn’t pull away and slap him. Instead, she lingered and then went back for another. Maybe this time somebody would really “Get Fucked”.

'MM' sighed a sigh of relief and felt a softening in her attitude. He held her tight and whispered in her ear “Gracie you’re a fucking class act. This routine is driving me outta my mind. You’re getting to me, doll.”

Why he had acted like that was out of his control. As always, the Marlboro Man’ was impulsive. God only knows how many times in his life that had got him into trouble. Lost, he stared, deep into her mesmerizing eyes. She turned and walked away not saying a word to get ready for the next number, a track from ‘Come Kitty Kitty’. Betti’s drums rumbled out the firm, heavy beat, sounds from the Hammond churned and the guitars eased back as Gracie growled into the heat of the Spencer Davies classic “Gimme Some Lovin”, looking straight at her ‘Marlboro Man” the whole time, still playing him on her hook. She knew only to well that he would eventually snap and something crazy would happen. The bait was set, the hook was cast and for ‘Marlboro Man’ it was only a matter of time. Every time and in every city the tour had been in so far, the tease would get more intense.

PURR triumphed in Washington as the show became even more refined, playing up the sequences where Gracie further reels Tone in and Tess teases Jake. Everyone could tell that there must have been even more to their steamy stage pairings than met the eye. Jenny observed to the other girls, “From where I’m standing behind my guitar, that’s no act growing in both guys’ pants. I enjoy watching them, half expecting to see their cocks burst right through their pants." Jen joked, "You can almost hear Gracie and Tess squishing when they walk off stage. Anybody else notice that they both have to change outfits between sets?”

All the girls admitted being both amused and impressed by the unspoken realism of the “acts” those four put on for the show. “I think I’m gonna ask one or both of them to help me with something in the dressing room after the show one night.” Jenny smiled deliciously and devilishly. “ It’s not gonna be an act they’re gonna see with this All-American girl.”

Jen’s eyes gleamed as she thought about how both guys would always watch the guitar trio shake their butts during their song “She’s Got Legs.” I think I’m gonna remind ‘em I got a hell of a lot more than that!”

She went to their suite and found Tone and Jake relaxing. She said, “Can you guys do me a favor? The shower in my suite has a clogged drain, could I take a shower here?”

“Yeah sure!” Jake said sarcastically, Jenny proceeded to drop her clothes on the spot, noting that those bulges in their pants front sprouted just like they did when the guitar trio shook their stuff. “Look! The excitement I feel when I’m playing my guitar always makes my nipples hard. Look! They’re still erect. Do you boys ever get erect when the music excites you?” Both guys chuckled. “What the fuck you trying to say Jen? Ain’t Dee Dee’s shower working or one of the other girls, Jake I think she’s making a shower curtain call” grinned Tone in mock misunderstanding.

She headed for the bathroom door. “Do you suppose that you guys might help me wash my back? Then maybe you could help me soap up every crevice.” She said with a wink. “We’re way ahead of you darlin‘, FILL every crevice would be more like it” smirked Jake.

She didn’t exactly have to cajole them “ I know Gracie and Tess have their eye on the both of you, but I want to fuck you two myself, right now!”

“Well you only gotta ask girl,” teased Tone.

“Come on and fuck me then,” she said purring. They didn’t need asking twice. In the blink of an eye Jake and Tone were naked. Tone stepped into the shower and set the water and temperature whilst Jake was raising Jenny’s. As he was kissing and fondling her, Jake slid behind Jenny, put his arms around her and lifted her into the shower. Tone was ready with soaped up hands and sponge as Jake plonked her down. She was sandwiched between them, the warm water running over them. Jake took the soap and massaged her tits as Tone slid down to his knees before her and began to give her a cleansing of a more personal nature. His tongue slipped between her soft lips touching her treasure.

He stopped for a moment looked up at Jenny and said, “You know holding onto these tight little buns is a dead give away in a blindfolded pussy licking contest don’t ya doll!” He winked at her and went back to work his tongue teasing her pink pearl as Jakes soapy, silky hands massaged and washed her body. She felt his erection upright and hard between the cheeks of her arse, Tone lifted her thigh with his hand to gain a clearer access to her beautiful pussy which was now as wet on the inside as she was on the outside. As he licked her, his fingers slipped into her very moist cavern and he felt her shudder for the first time.

“Hmmm you boys don’t fuck around, do you? I’d heard you had a couple of mean horn techniques. Are you going to be ‘a gigantic pain in the arse” with that, Jake or what? I want to suck it before you stick it in me and yours too Tone?” This girl was hot like a firecracker. She loved to talk dirty as well as the exquisite sounds she made whilst being fucked. She was a regular vocal volcano.

By this time Tone had two fingers inside her and was pushing on her countdown button.

But the countdown for this lady had only just begun Jenny was insatiable. Tone stood up and pushed himself against her, his chest pressed against her breasts and he kissed her full on the lips as his fingers gripped her hair. Jenny now had a lathered up cock in each hand and was driving the guys wild with desire as she jerked them up and down. She got down on her knees, as Jake and Tone stood there in the rushing water she took fellatio to a new dimension and both sax players to great heights of orgasm! Both guys trembled as they came and dropped to their knees beside her.

But she wasn’t finished with these guys yet and stood up, pulling Jake’s head into her pussy riding his face. Tone stood up behind her and took over where Jake had left off his erection swiftly returning prompted by the complete erotic nature of the experience they were all enjoying and Jen’s enthusiastic intensity. She could feel Tones erection now where Jake had been before.

. Jake stood up, his manhood again at full attention and now she felt Tone lift her up. Jake’s cock inched its way into her liquid velvet shaft as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She was impaled and her feet did not reach the floor Tone wasted no time in impaling her also. She screeched in ecstasy as both horn players fucked her relentlessly and she loved every minute and every inch in her fantasy ménage a trios. In a very short time the three musicians were reaching crescendo, Jenny wailed like a banshee as her rockets launched her into oblivion.

Slowly she came back down to earth and kissed both guys and they lifted her from the shower and dried her off then dried themselves. The three of them remained naked and enjoyed a few drinks together before things became hot again. Jenny certainly knew how to play the snare and she was pretty good with maracas too!