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@Jimmy Page "Hey, I didn't get into college just because I'm pretty." I replied before taking another cigarette drag. "Thanks." I reply as I gratefully take the bottle and take a few swigs after telling you my fantasy. "Yeah, Dove and I go way back. We're really good friends me and her. And yeah I know, almost all of them turn into . Hm, I agree I am pretty damn exquisite. Funny, I turn down a lot of guys on campus. Not because they're s or anything but it's because of my tastes. I'm a star er, and I'm an addict. Plus it's not just guys, girls too. I ed Debbie Harry once... and she ed me and I wanted to marry her afterwards. That woman's tongue is insane, she eats so good I almost blacked out. But I do like my men and you're one of the best I had, next to Jim Morrison and Tony Iommi of course." I say with a smile and a giggle as I gaze at you before trailing my finger along your jawline.

@Alyssa Miller “Well, I’ve vowed to never live a lie.” My fingers reach up to comb through a stand of your hair, glistening marvelously, and feeling incredible with the drug enhanced senses. My eyes then flicker back up to yours as my fingers then flutter underneath your chin, inviting your face in for another kiss so I could mumble against them after, “For being the Acid Queen, you sure seem to have all your marbles together in this pretty little head of yours.” A smile blooms on my lips as I cup your cheek for a former kiss, my lips leaving yours with a gentle smack before I reach over you to grab the bottle of southern comfort on the nightstand. With a pop and screw of the lid, my lips seal with the neck and I gulp down a few giant swigs like I was a runner drinking water after a marathon. Then offering some to you as you explain your fantasy, the neck remains poised between my fingertips while my eyes follow your lips as you speak, your voice like honey to my sensitive ears. It was like music, and I wondered for a second if I could make an instrument sound like that. I shakes the drugs out of my head for a moment of clarity to answer back, my free palm gliding up your thigh. “Ah yes Dove. I’ve had a drink or two with her.” A soft chuckle resounds as my fingertips pitter-patter on your thigh. “Seems like you can make a fantasy like that happen with ease no? You know how many rocker parties turn into .” I take your hand and raise it to my lips to simply mumble against your skin, while keeping my eyes locked onto yours. “Oh angel. You’re gonna get ed just the way you want to. You’re so exquisite you have the right to expect a man to deliver.”

@Jimmy Page "Well, at least you're man enough to admit that you wouldn't call yourself a good man. I've met guys that swear all day and all night that they're good men but they treat the people around them like utter garbage." I said with a shake of my head before I chuckle. "Well their perception of us ... plus I don't do ludes. I tried it once and honestly it didn't have much of an effect on me, I've probably done so much acid at this point that any other drug other than pot doesn't have much of an effect." I said aloud as I thought about it a bit with a faint smile. After hearing your fantasy, I smile and giggle a bit. "Oh that's ing cool. I would have loved to have seen that. Gosh... well you're a lucky man because the only other person I've told this fantasy to is my newcomer groupie friend Dove, we've been friends for years me and her. So basically the fantasy is me as an art project but without paint unless theres such thing as edible paint. There's this huge canvas I'm laying on, my hair splayed out like a halo and there's a guy above me pouring syrup on my body. Then a bunch of guys and girls come up and me clean... in every single last crevice on my body. Then they all stand around my body as some guy... not sure who he would be but he s me in front of them while they all get off on seeing me get ed. It's probably one of the most freakiest fantasies I've had in a while." I admit with a smirk as I take another drag of my cigarette, before I remove it from my lips to kiss your cheek as you kiss my hand.

@Alyssa Miller “Those aren’t men, they’re boys. I wouldn’t be so quick to call me a good man either, I’m far from such but there’s certain values I’ll always respect.” My finger traces up and down the outskirts of your thigh, eyes trailing the motion before they flicker up to you. “ is powerful. It’s a powerful energy exchange between two people, but the older generation will never get it. , drugs, rock n roll. It’s not a cult, I haven’t made any deals with the devil, but they’ll be damned if drunken rockstars with long hair and beautiful young women who show a little skin become accepted within normal societal parameters. We’d all be on quaaludes ing each other by then, or so they think.” With the clearing of my throat I let a chuckle pass, eventually leaning back on the bed with my free arm tucked under my head. “Bloody hell. I can firmly say I’ve made every fantasy I’ve craved a reality thus far. Splendid thing for me is, I have been ever so lucky but to have been surrounded by women who want nothing but to cater to my fantasies.” Taking a deep drag I reminisce for just a moment, sighing out a laugh as I begin. “I once had Bonzo wheel me into a room of groupies while I was on a hotel server cart completely .” With the cig draping from my lip I bring your hand closer to my lips so I could kiss the back of it, giving you the quintessential naughty Brit grin. “They devoured me, of course.”

@Jimmy Page I kiss back with intensity to match yours before grinning at you. "And I cherish men like yourself, that actually appreciate women. Not too many men like you exist and unfortunately I've never really gotten involved with them since around here they're few and far between." I say before taking another drag of my cigarette. "Oh of course not. I can't even go to the mall with my friends without reporters trying to pester me about Jim or groupie stories or anything else they can get their grubby hands on." I say with a slightly disgusted look on my face as I remember the time when nothing but reporters showed up at my dorm room asking me questions nonstop. I then immediately think of something else to talk about. "On another note, is the greatest thing ever invented. It's so much fun and can make beautiful things... not just babies but music and art and so much more. It can also be a double edged sword though too. is beautiful but it can cause so much pain... doesn't have to be literal pain but figuratively speaking. But in the heat of the moment it all depends on who you're doing it with." My drug fueled philosophical babble falling from my mouth as I gaze at you. "It's probably just the acid talking but, the older generation just don't seem to understand ... or being free ually. Wouldn't life be a bit easier if they understood us more? My life would be totally ing different if my folks understood me and why I do what I do. But like I said... it's the acid talking, I don't mean to get all sentimental with our conversation or anything." I say as I gaze at you with an unreadable look. "So, what's the most craziest fantasy you've always wanted to make a reality?" I ask in order to lighten the mood a bit.

@Alyssa Miller "Yeah...." I draw in a breath, recounting the numerous tales that've been passed from band to band before I continue. "Each person does things differently I see. I guess it depends on what each one wanted out of the experience. A good time for me includes and conversation, for some perhaps it's just . Some of my girls even send some important antiquities over and I send the birds jewels back along with new demo tapes or anything I want them to hear from upcoming albums. You are our support, our muses. I cherish you women." My eyes flicker down to your lips when they pucker around the cigarette, before my smile widens and my gaze returns back to your eyes. "The media loves to put labels on things they don't understand. Heresy, , , witch." With a deep breath my lips hold the cigarette in place as I speak, attentive to the subject. "It's pathetic, their ignorance. But it won't change." A deep laugh resonates as I stare at you once more, my hand slipping behind your neck as I dip in for a more wanton kiss, insistent on more contact as I savor the taste of your sweet lips. "See, we're already having an interesting conversation. I simply look for people who can do that."

@Jimmy Page I chuckle at the joke before I take another drag of my cigarette. "Sometimes when I don't deem it appropriate to stay. Afterwards I catch a cab and go back to my dorm. Or sometimes they kick me out of bed after ing me and other times they beg me to stay but that's rare of them to do." I say with a shrug as I listen to you speak, I could listen to your soft and gentle voice with your English accent all night long. "Really? You're pretty rare. Some of the rockstars I've slept with never spend hours with the same women. They just em' and leave, they don't bother to have conversations either. Other than Jim I don't think I've ever had conversations after with any rockstars. What are some of your favorite things to talk about?" I ask, quite intrigued at how much of an interesting guy you are. I smile at you before taking another drag of my cigarette. "Yeah, definitely. I may not live a rockstar lifestyle but my life is close to it. The things I've been called... , , murderer, evil jezebel, witch... I find it funny people around here believe everything they read in the paper and see on the television. I'm sure Zeppelin's done some wild things but malicious rumors don't deserve to be spread about you guys. You guys make music that guys I go to school with wish they could make... but instead they're stuck living their parents dreams in college to get degrees and be doctors and lawyers. Rumors can be cool but they can be harmful... sure I'm a groupie, a star er but I'm not a killer and I'm not a witch, unless someone wants me to dress up as a witch for Halloween." I said with a wicked smile on my face.

@Alyssa Miller "Between my palms." I reassure with a laugh, my palm being triggered by my words to start venturing your curves more until it establishes a rhythmic caress up and down your side, my thumb poised and rubbing your soft skin. "Do you usually make a run for it?" With an eyebrow perked I question with a chuckle, gaze flickering down to your hand momentarily before it locks back onto yours. "I often spend hours with the same women. Not always just ing, of course. I have a habit of attracting great conversationalists though, what can I say. Plus, I grow fond of the ones I pick." Another revealing chuckle transitioned into a lengthy pause where I just observed your elegantly poised features, before offering a kiss to your heated cheek. The drugs still pumped through my brain, magnifying every simplistic touch deliciously. "Goodness, I don't blink an eye." With the flick of my wrist, I then explain further, "Zep's been called beasts, banned from hotels and venues, been plagued by rumors. Rumors are something we have in common then, no doubt."

@Jimmy Page "An angel? Where?" I say jokingly as I kiss your forehead before taking another drag of my cigarette. "You're one of the lucky ones, this is probably the longest I've stayed after a really good ." I say as my brain starts reminding of all the previous rockstars I've had and how long i stayed with them after , Jim was definitely the winner while all the others had ed me and left immediately afterwards or ed me and I was the first to leave. "Next to Jim of course. You know you just ed a case suspect... but don't worry this supposed angel has no blood on her hands, just wild stories... but don't we all?" I added as my hand ran across your bare torso.

@Alyssa Miller Wordlessly and with a smile, I reach into the bedside to pull out a carton, letting one hang on my lips as I light it before I hand over another to you and give you a light as well. At your words I let out a humble chuckle, shaking my hair out of my face as I prop myself up onto my elbow, my smile making my eyes all squinty as I glanced at your heaving frame, fingertips skirting back to their rightful place on your thigh, drawing endless circles atop the delicate skin as I ponder how to respond. "All the girls that are mine, of course." A bright smile plagued my features as I take a contemplative puff, your words of affirmation encouraging my fingers to once again cup your chin, bringing your lips to mine once your words silenced, before I brush all of your hair to one side and begin to kiss up the bare side of your neck rather haughtily, lips ling at the junction of your neck and collarbone as my hand resting at your hip and I murmur playfully. ".....and I've got an angel in my hotel room. Would you look at that?"

@Jimmy Page I kissed back passionately before smiling at you. "It was, and you're quite a guy. I really wish you could, I'd love that. Got any smokes?" I asked with a smile as I gaze at you. "So, do you all your girls with that much passion and fervor?" I ask with a smirk as I prop myself up a bit to bask in your afterglow. "I've got to say, you're quite the package Mister Page. Any chick would be lucky to spend a night or more with you." I said with a smile, your face making me swoon a bit. "You're so damn handsome you're making me ing swoon. Can't say I've swooned in a while." I say with a grin as I brush some hair out of your eyes as I chuckle.

@Alyssa Miller As your racked through you, I had carried out a few more rough s that left your body jostling under mine as I finish out with a last few pumps, one hand pinning your hips down to keep it from squirming. Soon enough I grew sloppier with each pounding , a wicked smile ever-present on my lips while you finish, eyes ogling every twitch and curl. You were absolutely divine as you came undone under me as I too landed one last to completely finish inside of you, my rock hard shooting threads of sticky white essence inside your deepest depths with my lips uttering a quick "", until the liquid began to drip back out. I was a heavy panting mess, yet still my stirred around our mixed juices, goading more words of praise as I d your already abused walls until all of me was emptied inside of you. My body weight is heavy, but I brushed back your sweaty hair and cupped your cheeks and landed another kiss to your plump, swollen lips while I remained inside of you, your words eliciting lighthearted laughter from me. "It was indeed magic, Miss Miller. You're an absolute doll, love. I would you all day if I could."

@Jimmy Page My nails dig into your back as you keep pounding into me as I cry out again, getting closer to the edge as I feel my core heat up. I kiss back as you lower your lips onto mine and cry out again as you toy with my . "Oh I'm about to ! Fill me up Jimmy! I need it baby!" I cry out as I arch my back and tighten around your as my intense washes over me. My toes curl, my eyes shut and my head is thrown back onto the pillows. "Jimmy!" I moan loudly as the acid and pleasure causes me to see white when I do open my eyes during the end of my . "!" I cry out before I start panting, almost breathless after a damn good with you. "Holy ... I'm convinced you're not human. No other man has ever made me see white after a fantastic like that." I say after catching my breath, my vision turning back to normal.

@Alyssa Miller By this time a thin sheen of sweet had accumulated across my forehead and chest, the moonlight reflecting off of both of us as we go at it like rabbits, feeling the knot tighten within my gut as our hips slap and careen off each other. It was a carnal race to the finish line now, heavy panting and a tangling of limbs that brought your daintier body closer to mine as I drilled and drilled and drilled, rolling my hips up into yours as your ankles locked behind my back. Digging deep into your core in impressively rough , I now lowered my lips messily onto yours, hotly peppering kisses across your cheek before I smatter a plethora down your neck. " baby, unravel...." I coaxed next to your ear, hips slapping against yours as I slipped my hand between our colliding bodies to feverishly toy with your . Meanwhile, my had grown into a throbbing swollen mess inside of you, begging for sweet release inside your velvety warmth. "I'm about to fill you to the brim, darling. Over and over if I have it my way, tonight."

@Jimmy Page "! Yes!" I moan out as you slap my again and whimper a bit as you still the motion, and kissing my earlobe. "I adore you too, Jimmy." I whisper back before squealing in pure delight as you throw me onto my back and enter me, drilling me into the mattress. "Oh Jimmy! Yes! ! Right there!" I cried out as I wrap my legs around your waist. "Oh yes! I'm gonna soon baby." I say with a smile on my face as I gaze up at you as you pound into me. The drugs making the pounding feel a thousand times pleasurable than it normally would.

@Alyssa Miller "You wanna see me?" Accent in full tow, my lips stretch into a sinisterly illicit simper while you bounce so obediently on my , palm circling over your to marvel at its bouncing beauty every time our hips slapped together salaciously. Coming from under your right cheek now, I my palm lands a resounding slap to the flesh that just began to surface into a beautiful blushing pink, fingers then spreading your cheeks as I dig into your core with my , our hips grinding together for a moment as I still the motion and lean over you, chest hovering over your arched back as my tongue flicked against your earlobe, preceding an attentive kiss and a whisper. "I absolutely adore you, Alyssa."An animalistic growl followed as my large palms gripped your hips while I exited you swiftly, instead turning you around only to throw you back onto the bed in drug-fueled mania, your daintier body bouncing slightly as I climb over you and into your arms excitedly. It didn't take long until I slipped back into you again, abdomen now dragging against yours as I began drilling you against the bed without much mercy at this point.

@Jimmy Page "Oh !" I cry out before I toss my back and forth onto your . " yes! Slap my again Jimmy!" I plead as I throw my head back, my hips still working so my bounces on and off your harder than before. After you undo the restraints, my hands grab the sheets. "Mmm I wanna see you baby." I moan out as I let go of the sheets as I arch my back, the skin slapping sound getting louder as I slam myself against your .

@Alyssa Miller My fingers remained fully pressed into the cherubic softness of your hips, ironically juxtaposed as I force myself deeper into you, by . Your wanton moans and shrieking aches for more made the grip I had on you tighten so I could nail you harder from behind. A sharp gasp left my lips as a rhythmic slap consumed the air around us, delicious friction driver me further and further into your depths for as deep as your velvety insides would allow me. I couldn't but wonder if you'd had a like mine. At your words I grab a palm full of , malleable under my six-string-roughened palms, before slapping a generous bit to see it bounce back onto my . "You take it so well. Throw it back on me baby, I know you've got the moves." I demanded, palms spreading your cheeks apart so I visualize how I was thoroughly wrecking your insides, stirring my within the tight confines until your back was arching and screaming for more. Finally, a free hand undoes any restraints I imposed on you, permitting you easier access to me if you so please.

@Jimmy Page "Ah ! Jimmy!" I cry out as I feel you inside of me, filling me up. At this point I'm out of my mind on pleasure and the feeling of you inside me almost puts me over the edge. "... please move." I moan out as I buck my hips, before I put my arms around you to pull you in closer. "Your is so ing big! It's already hitting all the right spots, oh!" I cry out at the feeling of being so damn full. Other rockstars I had been with previously had sizable , not really as big as yours but theirs weren't not too small for me to laugh at. Jim had a huge , Bowie's was sizable, Tony Iommi's had me wondering how he fit it into his pants everyday, and quite a few others I had slept with had huge or sizable or downright small , but besides Jim's and Tony's yours was special... it was huge and immediately hit all the right spots. "... harder Jimmy. Come on baby slam into me!" I cried out. I adored hearing the slapping of skin during and the sounds of a bed creaking were just as good too.

@Alyssa Miller My palm glides down your lower back, tracing your spin as our hips naturally swivel together to increase the friction. The head of my throbbing was threatening to slip into the wetness of your heat, my thumb pressing it between the first folds as I dip my head back and sink further into the depths, raven locks falling back as my lips part to release a moan of ecstasy. "Alyssa, baby that's it. Take it all in baby...." I murmured coaxing words as I ed the last few inches of my girth, holding your hips to mine as I filled you up to the brim, hips circling into yours so you could feel every inch of me as it filled you.

@Jimmy Page "I'm glad I have an effect on you." I said after the kiss, as you nip my lip. I moan again as you rub your against my s and soon rub it against the spot I've been desperately waiting for you to get to. "Jimmy..." I moan out as I feel my get wetter and start to throb with arousal.

@Alyssa Miller With my free hand I was now gripping the very headboard that you were restricted to, raven curls lapping over my face as I pant heavily due to your actions. The urge to be inside you begins to ache, so as your reddened lips vacate my swollen I hold your face to treasure it in its wrecked state; my lips as I have very dirty thoughts of you.....thoughts I'd soon fulfill. I then bend down to press my lips to yours rather hungrily, finding it rather y that you were so naturally giving. Within that kiss I moan, before mumbling hotly, "....you drive me crazy baby." Almost sinister laughter ensued as I pulled away from the kiss -- after a generous nip to your lip -- only to rest my between your two supple globes, rubbing it for a teasing friction, my hands gripping your hips as I grind my over your bare lower lips, coating my shaft in your essence.

@Jimmy Page "Mmm..." I moan to make more vibrations run down your as I harder, my tongue swirling around the base and your balls as I continue to you off. Seeing you throw your head back and groaning in pleasure turns me on that much more. The sinfully handsome Jimmy Page groaning in pleasure as I him off. I ease up off of your a bit and start and the tip, especially since it's the most sensitive spot or so I've been told.

@Alyssa Miller As soon as the warmth encompasses me, my head lolls back with a pleasured groan, fingers immediately lacing with your silken locks that will no doubt turn into a hot mess in due time. I eventually form a pony tail so that your lips -- and what they're doing to me -- is in full view, throbbing barely fitting inside that pretty little mouth, lips glistening and expectant -- just how I loved it. I let out another stifled groan, along with a few praises to encourage you further, "That's it sweetheart, that's it right there." As your lips formed a tight "o" around my growing , my hips naturally began to work with the rhythm, fingers more securely holding your restrained body there as I even ed a few times at my own leisure. "Oh, god...."

@Jimmy Page I my lips as I see your huge manhood spring free from it's confines. I immediately put my mouth around the tip, my tongue swirling as I start to engulf you fully into my mouth. I slowly take you in fully, allowing my gag reflex to calm down a bit even though it's halfway gone anyways. I moan in order to send vibrations down your as i you. I then gaze up at you for further effect, my saliva making your that much more slippery in my mouth as I swirl my tongue around the base of it, the patch of skin where your balls start as I start a bit faster.

@Alyssa Miller ".....and I would love to indulge you with that later...." Fingertips roughened by years of plucking and fretting, I glide them over your supple skin from behind, the flesh so malleable under my fingertips. "You want a taste darling? Well I can't deny you of that." In a swift movement, my fingers are discarding my briefs, casting them to the side as I walk over to your restrained frame, fingers combing your hair back as I guide your face closer to my now freely hanging manhood, impressive in both its girth and length; especially in comparison to your dainty little face.

@Jimmy Page "Mmm true, I'm so much better than dirty magazine bimbos." I say with a grin before a loud moan leaves my lips as you keep me. "I'd love for you to show me later." I say between moans before you slip your fingers out of me. I gaze at you stroking your clothed . I whimper a bit as I grind against you some more. "Mmm ! You already feel so ing big and you're not even inside of me yet. Jimmy... I wanna it." I whimper out as I throw my head back.

@Alyssa Miller "Now why would a man like me need dirty mags? Look at what I have before me...." I bent down to plant a kiss to the rising area where the slap resounding, prettily pink as I caressed it smoothly. I then let my lips meander up your spine as one hand continues to pump in and out of your heat; and the other steadfastly pries open my belt until my trousers were hanging low off my hips. "Maybe I'll show you later...." Murmurs wantonly against your skin as I grab and squeeze your , finally slipping my fingers out of your slick heat so I could take a step back and admire the view, all while rubbing my clothed, growing as if I was viewing one of those "dirty mags" you mentioned. It was hard not to align myself with your entrance and force my way in, instead letting you grind sumptuously against my tenting length to tease it further, only protected by the confines of my briefs now, the trousers largely piled at my feet and kicked away.

@Jimmy Page "And you're ." I reply with a smirk before I kiss back and moan as you spank me after I'm handcuffed to the headboard. "Ah! !" I moan out as your fingers plunge back into me as I teasingly wiggle my when you smack it again. "! Mmm someone's hard." I say as I move my against your clothed crotch. I moan again as I hear your question. "Ball gags, whips, condoms, dirty magazines and rope perhaps?" I guessed as I wiggled my again as I spoke.