Passion's Encore - Part 3: A Rockstar Second Chance Erotic Romance

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2:12Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wildembed, your destination for salacious stories. Sensual satisfaction and finger-looking good fantasies. You can know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed, just loosen your clothing, put your earbuds in and close your eyes, and surrender to the pleasure of my voice, caressing over and inside you. When you're ready to surrender to pleasure, just go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment. Then let it go with the sigh, letting go of any tension and stress for the next 30 minutes or so. It's just you and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax, your time for sensuous satisfaction, your time to release your inner passion

3:15as you listen to my voice and fill the story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Jonathan was well aware of his face-plushing. He could fill the heat burning through him. Shit, he thought. It was caught between a rock and a heart place. So, obviously, thought he had a normal job. One where he could actually go out on an evening and enjoy life music. She didn't understand that his job meant he was generally the live music that people went to see. Okay, it wasn't his dream job, but a Billy Idol cover singer paid the bills and he was incredibly busy, especially considering that it was 20 years ago since Billy Idol was actually famous. There was some sort of 80s rock revival going on in certain niches and he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. A year ago, he had been playing to crowds of two or three hundred

4:18fans. Now there were a few thousand and teaming up with other cover artists, meant they could book larger venues, which meant larger crowds and he could imagine. But now he had a gig and she wanted to go watch a gig on exactly the same night. The worst bit was he wasn't sure if he wanted her to see him on stage yet. For the first time at a very long time, he felt very subconscious. As they approached the doors of the bar, he resolved to discuss it with Sue. Once they get a chance to sit down quietly, what do you think? She asked grinning playfully. The tip of her tongue protruding between her lips and an almost innocent but slightly naughty way. Donnerton began to wonder if she could do anything that was non-sexual in his eyes. Probably not, he decided. Yeah, that would be great. He said, realizing he had absolutely no idea

5:20what she was on about. She turned and looked at him. What would Jonathan? She looks suspiciously. Your idea. Your idea. Jonathan, you haven't been listening. There was no idea. I just wanted to see. Whatever is on your mind, you know you can tell me? I know. After the karaoke, he said hoping to find a way of framing everything by then. Sue just stared at him as he opened the door to lettering. The bar was blistering with the heat of people dancing to the fractured songs from the karaoke stage. Enough alcohol inside somebody and they truly believed they were a great singer. I'm willing to try any song. Some people were on the stages they entered, butchering islands in the stream. They certainly weren't Donnie Parton or Kenny Rogers. Jonathan thought as he pushed through to the bar. Watching Sue move ahead of him through the crowd, still filled him with

6:25amazement. She was at least a foot shorter than him and definitely a lot lighter, yet somehow she could push her way through the worst crowds without any hindrance. How's your vocal cords? She asked as he reached the bar. They're okay. He said smiling. In you exactly what she had planned. They had always done it. Many for fun, but there was something special about it. Something only understood by them. Something they shared in those moments. Of the last notes of islands in the stream died to the enthusiastic cheering of the crowd. Sue wandered over to the couple. Thank them as she took their microphones. Selecting a song from the control panel, she nodded Jonathan up to the stage, inviting him back 20 years. Smiling Jonathan joined her, spanking her ass playfully as he passed her, taking a microphone. Jonathan flicked its sweet and bluer crossed it as the first pain cords of paradise by the dashboard

7:30light filled the room. It only took a moment and he travelled back instantly 20 years to that night, that moment when he saw Sue for the first time. She took his breath away. Sure he had seen hundreds of women all across the world, but Sue had something different, a presence, and somehow even though there was a dance law between them. She had seen him too and with them minutes they were dancing with each other. The rest of the world vanishing outside the bubble of mutual attraction. It was obvious that they wanted each other. They were attracted. But what was different was how could their friendship was from the very start. For some twisted reason they decided to keep their passions under control, to protect their friendship. Yep, it really was a stupid idea. Jonathan thought. They spent all that time telling her parents there were nothing but friends, only to be caught fucking on the church steps eventually. They might not be as nimble as they were 20 years ago,

8:35but they flowed around each other on stage, like it was only the two of them. Nothing else mattered, just them. As the music vanished into the night and people left the bar, they were again alone. A mercenaries in the quiet chute, they just watched each other for the longest moments. So tell me about Gwynn, Jonathan Chanced, knowing the answer he expected. Suicide and walked over to the karaoke machine, turning it back on she selected a track. Gwynn's defanese sharp tones echoed around the room, reciting the sexually charged phrasing of what are you waiting for. Remember this? Suiced, turning back to face Jonathan. Wow, that's going back, son. Suge called here a few years. It was on the radio in the car that night. Somewhere in the back of his mind he recalled that moment. They had driven up into the hills to

9:36watch the passing traffic and talk. But the demon of repressed passions appeared as it threatened so often. For that night, that moment there was no more denying it. Without noticing what happened between them, they were kissing. Deep and long kisses that spoke of a passion that would not yield. Despite being so public and exposed to the passing traffic, nothing else mattered. There was only them as far as they were concerned. There was only their desire. Su wrapped her legs around Jonathan as he fumbled with her shirt buttons, desperate to fill her naked flesh against his, finally with no barriers, her erect nipples pushed over his chest. The sensation sent a burning desire moving through Jonathan's body. He thought he might just come there and then. That one brief sensation ignited every single passion he had ever had. Suge responded with the round groans of desire, as their bodies pressed against each other.

10:38Desperately, she pulled at the waistband of his pants, loosening them. She grasped his heart cocks sliding down the hood of the car. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she guided him beside her panties and into her pussy. Moning loudly, her hips rocked against every urgent thrust of his, bathing in the brightness of passing car headlights. The final public release of passion seemed to be accentuated by the passing audience. Suge pulled herself against Jonathan, her pussy clinging tightly around him as they fucked with no thought for anything but their shared pleasure. And so quickly they both tightened, both clenched, their orgasm spreading in an orgy of pleasure, as if trying to hold onto the final moment, Jonathan's come filled her completely. Their bodies trembling and beautiful symphony, as their pleasure moved between them.

11:40So after Gwen Stefani then, his face hardened as he continued. Why the fuck didn't you tell me I had a daughter? Excuse me? Where exactly were you to tell? She glared at him. Less than a month after that night, you'd been bothered by my father and you vanished, off to chase your fucking golden dreams. Tell me Jonathan, how was I meant to tell you? I'm sorry, your father made it clear he didn't want us talking. His gaze held a rise. 20 years of frustrated emotions echoed between them. Then I was offered the contract. I came to find you to ask you one last time. I couldn't find you anywhere. And your folks wouldn't tell me a thing. I've been shipped out to Aunt Mary's in the country. So no one around here knew I was pregnant and giving birth. When I came back we'd go in several years later, you'd long gone. Of course, dad wouldn't tell me anything. Suzy's eyes glistened with the remembered loneliness,

12:45the pain of raising her daughter in secret. The endless night she cried herself to sleep. Jonathan gazed at her, the swelling of emotions too much to bear. He pulled her against him. Their bodies wrapped in 20 years of tortured emotions, tormented by the chances thrown away. He had a daughter. He still couldn't believe it. Okay, a 20-year-old daughter, a thought suddenly sprung to his mind. Does she know who I am? Sue laughed gently. And how exactly would she know that? Did I tell her that a strange man were walking off the street and he would be her father? Suddenly realizing the stupidity of his question. Jonathan sighed. When can we tell her? Why not before we go to the gig tomorrow? Sue replied. Yeah, Jonathan replied hesitantly. About the gig, go on. Sue said sternly. What about it?

13:48My job means I worked nights. Don't know, said. A waiting the response. Fuck, Sue said. I was looking forward to that as well. Guess it can't be helped. I'll probably just go on my own then. I'm sorry if I have a little more notice and we can figure things out. So what time are you leaving tomorrow? Are you coming back this time? Sue asked her mind buzzing with questions. I'll be leaving about three in the afternoon and yes, if you want. I'm free for quite a few months after tomorrow. Jonathan said. Still worry about opening up about exactly what he did for a job. For some reason, he felt embarrassed about it. After tomorrow, this would all be behind him and he could be doing his own work. Then he could explain with pride. The next morning was spent with Gwyn. There were numerous questions and fewer answers than they would have liked. Gwyn's temperament, which she definitely did not get from her mother, meant there was little in

14:53the way of excitement or hysterics. And after four hours of discussing it, she decided she wanted time to digest it all. She never did find out why she was called Gwyn. Sue and Jonathan just blushed and avoided the question every time she asked. The hours in the day passed far too quickly. Jonathan felt that for the first time in forever, he actually had a home, not just a place to sleep but a real emotional home. And now he had to leave. He had to become that man again on stage. One last time, he whispered to himself as he picked up his suitcase and walked to the cab. He didn't want to go, but this was his job. As he loaded the suitcase into the trunk, he turned and looked one last time before waving and getting into the cab. The stage felt foreign tonight. Oh, he was dressed to look like Billy Idol, his hair spiked

15:55with bleach white dye. The trademark single fingerless leather glove and sneer of a petulant child. But he wanted something else tonight. He wanted to share this, he wanted to share every moment, which was a very strange feeling for him. Eventually the last chords of rebel yoke disappeared into the night. He screamed thank you, making sure there was plenty of saliva in his mouth, and saluted the dark shadows of the audience, returning to his dressing room. Other groups were hanging around in the corridors. Their gigs are ready finished. They congratulated each other on a fantastic night. Yet to Jonathan, it felt kind of empty. Shallow, for so many years, this had been his self-focus. He had immersed himself in his career when he thought there was nothing else. But now, now it was very different. He realized the gap she had left all those years ago,

16:56sighing as the door closed behind him. He leaned back against it and felt the weight of the show drop away from him. Somewhere in the shadows of the room, a voice whispered, Billy, you do look fucking hot in that leather. How did you get in here? Jonathan asked, shocked as Sue appeared from the shadows. She grinned widely. That wasn't hard. I just said I was a mother of your child, and if they didn't let me through, I'd sell the story. She took another step forward. You know, I found these back here. Their gaze is held each others as she threw the stage handcuffs onto the table. I want you to fuck me like Billy Idol. She said in an undertone, like an animal. Jonathan looked at her, his smile broadening, becoming as sneer as he looked down at her. Taking the handcuffs from the table, he closed them quickly around her wrists

18:01before bending her over the table, securing the handcuffs around her chair. She was suddenly vulnerable to his desires. Lifting her skirt, her bare ass revealed a complete lack of panties, inviting him to spank her. The crack of his leather glove sounded brutally as it kissed her naked flesh, echoing around the room. She moaned with the surprise. She had never been spanked before and expected it to sting. But she really wasn't sure what else. It's true, it did sting. But there was a wonderfully warm sensation afterwards, a heat that crawled through every nerve of her body. She felt like she was already starting to burn between her thighs and the spank. The pain returned but dulled just as quickly. The heat between her thighs burning like a wildfire now. Another hard crack of his leather-clad palm. This time his fingers lingered, stroking the folds of her

19:05pussy. The heat resonating deeper with his touch. His fingers pushed deep and hard into her, exploring her. The leather on his hand kissing her pussy in such a torturous way. The hard edge of the material rode over her clit, rubbing it, teasing it, as his fingers thrust harder and harder inside her. Her pussy throbbed, clenched with need. She tensed along his fingers, something about being fucked like this, removed all her joys, all her resistance, all her reluctance. She could only succumb to her fantasy as he moaned loudly. Her orgasm exploding through her body. Flipping her over on the table, Jonathan leaned in, his leather outweb pressing along her exposed body. The smell of sweat and leather consumed their senses. There was something about it that filled her with a newfound desire. The look in Jonathan's eyes with pure savagery as he pressed his face close

20:08to her and held his hands up. His fingers dripping with her cum. He moved his lips over his fingers, eating hungrily at her juices. Consumed with animalistic desire, his saliva mixed with her cum as he lowered his mouthclump to her, sharing the strangely erotic mix of cum and saliva. A fierce passion burned in his eyes as he held her gaze. Their fluids moving between their lips, he fumbled with the buckle of his leather pants. Once it were loosened and dropped to the floor, he pressed his hard cock deep inside her. There was no waiting, no invitation, it was just pure hard fucking. As he continued to thrust, the heat in his eyes changed, the intensity in his body grew, as if he were possessed by this lustful desire, his eyes hooded. He thrust and trembled violently, as he leaned over. His whole body shaking with the animalistic desire that consumed him.

21:11Suddenly his eyes opened, as he lifted her hips, pushing even deeper, even harder inside her, possessed by demonic lust, Jonathan pounded her pussy, forcing deep guttural moans from soos lips. Suddenly his leather clad hand spanked her to the clit, sending him to some of pain and pleasure through her whole body. His cock trembling furiously inside her, as he continued to thrust and spank. Her own body trembling in sheer delight. She tried to hold her orgasm to control it, not yet she didn't want to come, but her pussy squeezed so damn hard along his cock, she could feel every tremble of his erection as he pushed in and out. Jonathan's body began to shake as he leaned over her, her legs pulling tightly around his hips, as he pounded deep inside, growling furiously, saliva dripping down his chin, as he secured his lips against hers. When the hot invasion of his come exploded inside her,

22:14warm streams have been filling every inch, their mouths exploring each other voraciously, saliva dribbling down their chins as he continued to fuck inside her. Her body pressing hard against his, emptying each other of their juices every last drop. Eventually their breathing subsided to somewhere approximating normal. They continued to throb and tremble together. Jonathan's eyes slid open as if returning from a trance. He smiled wearily before saying, sorry, it's just when I get into character, it can consume me. Don't apologize, too sad in response. It's my last gig tonight. I don't think I'll be doing belief for a while again. Soon deliberately squeezed her pussy hard along his cock before smiling and whispering, maybe in public anyway. Now, I hope you enjoyed that.

23:18So until next week, and look forward to getting you back into bed. On Monday, so until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devon and Wild, wishing you salacious dreams. As you have enjoyed tonight's story, take one moment right now and download the sensual Awakening's app to ensure your ongoing pleasure free from the risk of censorship by the Puritan few. You can find the links in this show's notes or by visiting wildinbed.com.