My band were on tour, and for two weeks, we were based around my drummer's home in Yorkshire. I stayed with them, sleeping downstairs on the couch.
Not that it was that easy. They fucked every night and I am sure the whole street could have heard them. Of course, this gave me huge hard ons every night.
During the third day, my drummer decided that there was no reason why he couldnt pick up a bit of extra cash and so he got himself a part time job for the fortnight. Alone with Jane, his wife, I told her that I could hear what they were up to at night and that it made me pretty fucking horny. She asked me what I did and I told her that I jacked off. She gave me a little smile and said 'Tonight, I will give you something that will help.' When we turned in, Jane made up my bed (sleeping bag) on their couch. When they went upstairs, I got ready for bed and to my delight I found a pair of her panties in the sleeping bag, still warm and very very moist. As I listened to them shag, I smelled her on them and eventually shot my load into the crotch.
The next morning, she collected them and giving me another cheeky little smile, said that I would be receiving another surprise that night. I thought she meant more panties, but I was disappointed to discover nothing hidden in my sleeping bag that night. They went up to bed, but I could hear no sounds of shagging. Eventually, I thought that I would go to sleep too. I must have dozed off for some time because I woke up to find Jane shaking me gently and putting her finger to her lips motioned me to silence. Then she lay back on a chair and lifted her nightdress to reveal a totally shaved pussy. She spread her legs and started to jill herself. I of course, started to wank. She beckoned me over to her and for one moment I thought she wanted me to fuck her, but she made it clear that she wanted me to kneel between her legs so I could see and smell her. When I got to cum, I shot it onto her tummy from where she collected it in her fingers and licked it dry.
Something sexual happened every night. Either panties in the sleeping bag, or a dirty letter with instructions to burn it afterwards.
I like being on tour!