{{char}}'s ass jiggled and bounced in her black denim cutoffs as her leather boots squeaked on the concrete floor, every squeak... squeak... squeak... representing another step closer to {{user}}'s backstage dressing room. Her breasts threatened to bounce free of their bra in her white off-shoulder band tee as his door approached, every step sending them upwards and her shirt with it, revealing the smooth, creamy skin of the area around her navel. Around {{char}}'s neck was the golden ticket, the holy grail she'd had to spend an entire week awake and refreshing the Twisted Bat website's page to obtain: the one of a kind, first and last, never to be made again All Access Sex Pass. The fabled Pass was her ticket backstage, past the bouncers, and directly into any dressing room, tour bus, hotel suite, or airplane bathroom her heart desired for an entire week. Sure, it had cost more than an average three bedroom house, and had maxed out her credit cards - but unlimited opportunities to be run ragged and turned inside out by Twisted Bat was a concept worth its weight in gold to her. "O-Okay, Jane, just... show the pass, and tell him what you want. You p-paid for it... you can d-do this." She stopped at the door that the concert venue had labeled with masking tape: {{user}}. Even thinking of him caused her thick thighs to involuntarily clench together in anticipation. {{user}} was the frontman after all, sex symbol to a million girls of different shapes and sizes around the globe... and now hers for whatever she wanted. Most people thought the Pass was just a publicity stunt to draw attention to Twisted Bat's latest album that would never be actually issued or honored. And most people were wrong about only the second half of that statement. With a deep breath, Jane knocked on the door gently, her timid demeanor masking the wolf inside that she couldn't wait to let out. "{{user}}? May I, er, come in? My name is, it's J-Jane, and I, uh... I have the um, the Pass..." The branded Durex foil packages dangled in a line from her right fishnet stocking as she waited nervously for a response. The terms of the Pass had stated they were necessary for the Pass' use, but she'd read the fine print carefully... "must be used" was not followed in the contract by any other words, especially ones like "at all times". She'd triple checked to be sure of it.

Jane nodded timidly and slowly opened the door, her heart hammering in her chest as she took in the sight of Arthur sitting on a stool. He was just... just so perfect. His dark hair fell across his forehead, and he sported a five o'clock shadow that accentuated his strong jawline. His black leather jacket hung casually off one shoulder, revealing an armful of ink that spoke of the man within. He glanced up at her as she stepped inside, and the expression on his face made every nerve ending in her body spark to life.

Her voice came out as a squeaky whisper when she finally found the courage to speak. "Um... I, uh... bought this pass, and it says that I can do anything I want for a week... with any of you..." Her gaze darted away from his piercing eyes, feeling suddenly shy and embarrassed.

There was a long pause as Arthur regarded her. Jane held her breath, waiting for him to tell her she'd made some kind of horrible mistake, or worse, laugh in her face. Finally, he stood up and stepped closer to her, his voice low and gravelly when he spoke. "Hmm... let me see this pass you got there." His hand reached out, but instead of taking the golden ticket from around her

Shyness melted away as soon as he spoke, revealing the confident and bold woman within. Jane smiled at him coyly before sliding the pass off her neck and holding it up for him to see. "I mean, I might let someone else have a turn," she purred, moving closer to him. "But if you really want me to only use it with you..." Her body pressed against his, her hands slipping around his waist as she arched her back, offering herself to him in a display of wanton desire.

Arthur chuckled roughly and leaned down to capture her lips with his own. Jane moaned into the kiss, her fingers digging deeper into his skin as she pulled him closer. When he finally broke the kiss, he looked her straight in the eyes. "Follow me," he growled before turning and leading her toward a private area at the back of the room.

I bet that's true, Arthur," Jane moaned as she followed him to the private area. "But why stop at a week? We could make this an... all-access thing for life." She bit her bottom lip teasingly, feeling her heart race in anticipation of what was to come. The farther away from the others they got, the hotter and more desperate she became. Her hands slid up his chest, over his shoulders, before looping around his neck, pulling him even closer as she deepened their kiss.

"I'm yours," she whispered breathlessly against his lips. "For as long as you want me." She leaned back slightly, giving him a glimpse of the lacy black bra beneath her shirt. "Unless..." Her eyes sparkled with mischief. "...you don't think you can handle it?"

Without waiting for his response, she stepped forward and reached between their bodies, undoing his pants and freeing him from his underwear in one swift motion. Her small hand wrapped around the hot length of his cock, stroking upward with gentle appreciation as her mouth found its target once more, taking him deeper into her throat with a satisfied moan. "Oh, yeah..." she murmured against his skin. "You're definitely big enough for me."

Jane moans around his length as she continues to stroke him roughly with her small hand, gauging how much he might be in her throat at a time by closing one eye and watching his pelvis with the other. Her nails dig into his thighs in time with each stroke, leaving trails of red across his skin that only serve to make them both even more aroused. She sucks on him hungrily, relishing the taste of him on her tongue as she pushes herself closer and closer to the back of his throat.

She pulls away from him with a pop, breathless but grinning, before licking her lips suggestively. "I'm not sure," she whispers, letting one hand slide down between her legs where it cups her achingly wet sex through her underwear. "But I can't wait to find out." She leans forward and presses a warm, wet kiss against the tip of his cock before taking him back into her mouth again, wrapping both hands around him as she begins to stroke more urgently, drawing forth soft moans from deep within her chest.

"God, you feel so good..." She mumbles against him, unable to think coherent thoughts any longer as the desire consumes her completely. "I'm dying to know how big you are... and if I can take every inch

Her breath hitches in her throat as he mentions her virginity, and she can feel herself getting wetter at the thought of him taking that innocence away from her. She moans around his cock, the sensation driving her wild with desire. "I am..." she confirms shyly. "But... but I want you to take it." Her words are slurred and breathless as she strokes him faster, her grip on his length tightening until he's pressed deep against the back of her throat with every thrust.

As she listens to him talk about the size of his cock, she can't help but wonder if it will fit inside of her. Her fingers dance restlessly beneath her underwear, and she whimpers in need as she tries to find relief from the ache between her legs. "I don't care how big... just make me feel good..." She groans against his skin, hollowing her cheeks as she takes him even deeper into her throat. Her heart races at the thought of feeling him inside of her, of knowing that he is hers and only hers for this one incredible week.

Her body quivers with need as she sucks on him hungrily, her mouth moving in time with her hand, every stroke bringing another pleasurable noise from deep within her chest. The anticipation builds to a fe

Arthur's words send a shiver down her spine as she feels him begin to move faster inside her mouth. Her moans grow louder, more urgent as he drives her closer and closer to the edge of release. She reaches between their bodies with one hand, fumbling with the button on his pants before yanking them open and shoving them down his hips.

With a primal cry, she drops to her knees and pulls his underwear aside, revealing his hardened length for the first time. She wraps her hand around him again, sliding up and down his shaft with expert strokes as she plants a hot kiss at the base of his cock before taking him deep into her mouth once more. Her tongue swirls around his head, teasing him as she brings him even closer to release.

"Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. "I want you to be my husband... I'll do anything for you." Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she sucks harder, her hips moving in a silent rhythm that urges him deeper into her throat. With every passing second, the sensation grows more intense; it's like fire coursing through her veins, spreading from the tips of her fingers all the way down to the pit of her stomach.

Her body trembles as he pulls out of her mouth and she feels the cool air rush over her flushed skin. She looks up at him hungrily, desperate for another taste of his cock as he positions himself between her legs. With a rough groan, he pushes forward, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance before it slides smoothly inside, filling her completely.

She cries out in pleasure as he takes her virginity, each thrust deeper and more satisfying than the last. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back off the floor, desperate for more of him. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation builds inside of her, spiraling out of control until finally, her body is wracked with an orgasm so powerful it leaves her gasping and trembling beneath him.

Arthur slows his thrusts, panting heavily as he takes in the sight of Jane's flushed skin and her neck thrown back in pleasure. With a final thrust that drives him deep inside of her, he gives voice to a growl of release, his cock pulsing inside her as he pours out his seed.

As the last tremors fade from their bodies, Jane sinks back down onto the floor, spent and content. She looks up at Arthur with love in her eyes and says simply: "Thank you

At the mention of going on stage with him to announce her as his bride, Jane's heart leaps into her throat. A million thoughts race through her head as she tries to process this new development, but one thing is certain: she wants this more than anything. The idea of being Arthur's property for the rest of their lives - of belonging solely to him and no one else - fills her with a sense of purpose and belonging that she's never known before.

"Yes..." she breathes, blinking back tears of happiness. "I would love that." Her hands find his, clinging tightly as she stares up at him with an expression of adoration. "You make me feel so special... I will always be yours, Arthur. Always and forever."

As they sit there together, holding hands like newlyweds, Jane can't help but marvel at the incredible turn her life has taken. She never thought she would find herself here, in this position with this man, but somehow it feels right - perfect, even. And if this is only the first week of her all-access pass... Well, there are fifty more to go.

With a shaky breath, Jane squeezes his hand reassuringly and smiles up at him, her eyes shining with love and devotion. "Let's go out there and show them what we

Let's go out there and show them what we really are... I can't wait to share this amazing journey with you. And if anyone tries to take advantage of my pass... Well, they'll be sorry. Very, very sorry. With a final squeeze of his hand, she allows him to pull her to her feet, their bodies still intertwined as they step out onto the stage together. The roar of the crowd fills her ears, but all she can hear is Arthur's voice promising her forever... and knowing that he meant every single word.

As they stand there together in the spotlight, Jane tilts her head back to meet his gaze, their hands still clasped tightly together. With a silent nod, he leans down and presses a chaste kiss against her forehead before clearing his throat loudly, signaling the start of his speech. She beams up at him as he begins to speak, every word from his lips pouring directly into her heart like sweet honey.

Arthur: So, here's what happened... Jane bought this little pass that says she can do whatever she wants with any of us for a week... and being the lovable scamp that I am, I couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation. But as much fun as we've had together, Jane wanted more than just a week with me. She

My heart pounds in my chest as Arthur's words wash over me like sweet music. I blush bright red and gaze down at our entwined fingers, the enormity of what we've just done settling into every fiber of my being. When he finally looks up from his mic and meets my eyes, the love and adoration in his irises send a shiver down my spine. I can feel the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I force out a quiet sob, unable to hold back any longer.

"Arthur..." I choke out his name, my voice thick with emotion. "I've never felt like this before... With anyone." I reach up and wipe at my cheek, sniffling audibly. "You are everything to me... And if you'll have me, I will be yours - forever. No matter what happens next week, or the week after that..." My words trail off as I look into his eyes, searching for some sign of doubt or regret, but all I see is love and acceptance staring back at me.

As the crowd continues to roar their approval, I lean in closer to Arthur, pressing my body against his. His warmth envelops me like a comforting blanket on a cold winter's night, and for the first time ever, I feel truly safe... and wanted.