Unmasked

By: Cyn and Misha

©October 2000 Property of Cynthia Barton

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KISS and their members are property of KISS, no offense intended. All original characters, persons and situations are owned by Cynthia Barton. For entertainment purposes only.

Misha and Cyn were excited about going to the KISS concert. They had been planning this trip since reading the list of tour dates in a magazine and the anticipation was mounting. The date was October 28, 1990. The place was Baltimore, MD. The girls had flown all the way from Alabama just to see their favorite group play live again. They had already seen the band back on August 2 at the Oak Mountain Amphitheatre, but that was not enough. They had to see KISS again. Both women had memorized the band’s tour schedule and knew they were off on October 29^th and then they would resume the tour on October 30 in Wheeling, WV. Misha and Cyn worked out their schedule to see both shows with a side trip to NYC to do a little sightseeing on the 29th since KISS was off that day and the girls had to go through New York on their way to the next concert.

The girls arrived early at the Sheraton Hotel in Baltimore and began the process of getting ready. Misha found a stereo in the room and popped in one of her KISS tapes to get in the right mood. They danced around to the Smashes, Thrashes, and Hits tape. From the first note of “X in Sex” to the final chord of “Shout It Out Loud,” the girls were pumped for the concert.

Both women took turns getting their showers and getting ready. Misha had purchased the perfect outfit for the concert. She wore a black leather bra with small studs, a black leather mid-thigh mini skirt that was split on both sides of her legs, a leather jacket with fringe running down the arms and along the front and back seams that only came to the middle of her back, black stockings with a seam running up the back of the leg, and a pair of black leather spiked heels. She had her long, black hair teased and her makeup on just perfect. With a dash of perfume to all of the right places, she was ready to go. Misha looked her very best and she was ready to be a bad girl with the intention of catching Gene's eye that evening.

Cyn wore a slinky little black cocktail dress with shimmering sequins that shone when she moved. She had decided to wear her exact replica of the shoes with locks that were seen in the “Who Wants to be Lonely” video. Those shoes took forever to be made and cost a fortune, but they were well worth everything. They fit perfectly and really accented her dress. Cyn had silver earrings, rings, and bracelets to complete her outfit. She knew that she was a tad bit overdressed, but she did not care. This was her night to party and she wanted to look as hot as she possibly could. With a final touch on her makeup and hair and a dash of perfume applied to her pressure points, Cyn and Misha left the hotel for the concert venue.

The girls were dripping with anticipation over seeing their favorite band. Misha and Cyn had been following the careers of KISS since the very beginning. They could answer any trivia question posed to them pertaining to KISS. Cyn had fallen in love with Paul the moment she saw him in 1973 and followed his career closely. She knew almost everything there was to know about him. Misha was crazy about Gene and had always gotten excited when she heard him sing or saw a picture of him. She had seen all of his movies about a hundred times apiece. She had always dreamed of having Gene all to herself and this night was no exception. She went to the concert with the thoughts of kidnapping him directly off of the stage. Now they were going to be front row center for the greatest show on earth. This would not be their first concert, but they had a feeling this would be their best.

Misha and Cyn arrived at the venue early and made their way to the souvenir stands. They picked out a few items, made their way to the concession stand for sodas, and headed straight for their seats. They did not want to miss one minute of the show, so they decided to check out a few of the concertgoers. There were many people in all forms of dress, from slutty to sophisticated and a few other modes in between. A few of the attendees even had on makeup from the 1970’s era of the band.

It wasn’t long before the lights dimmed and the opening band, Slaughter, took the stage. Misha and Cyn rocked with the crowd and screamed with the masses. The band was great, but they were ready to see KISS. After what seemed like and eternity, the stage was cleared in preparation for the “Hottest Band In The World”.

With the first pounding chord from “I Stole Your Love, ” the crowd hit their feet and screamed for their favorite. Shouts of Gene, Eric, Paul, Bruce resounded from every corner of the venue as the members made their way to the front of the stage from the Sphinx’ mouth. Women fainted. Men yelled. Some women even exposed themselves to the band. Misha was no exception. She flashed everything she had in hopes of catching Gene’s attention. Everyone was in one accord singing along to every song.

Paul was hot and every girl in the audience just knew he was singing to her. Cyn sure felt that way. He was wearing leather pants and a vest and his hair was perfect. Cyn knew he would look hot in anything he wore, but she was glad he had decided to wear the leather. It was her favorite. Paul stood in front of her while singing “Forever” and got down on one knee and handed her a single red rose from a bouquet that someone else had thrown on stage earlier. She nearly passed out. This rose would go in her scrapbook to always remember that moment.

Gene waved his long tongue at the audience and visions of lust pounded through the brains of every female present. Misha was no exception. She went wild, letting her mind ponder the things she would like Gene to do to her with that luscious tongue. She almost began to drool when she saw Gene in his leather studded pants and black leather jacket with the American flag on the left arm. She especially loved his snake-faced base guitar. Gene strolled his way to the front of the stage to stand before Misha. She had attracted his attention almost immediately with her astounding beauty. He started to flirt with her as she stuck out her tongue and started to wiggle it at Gene. He looked shocked at how well she moved her tongue, as it was nearly as long as his own. He continued to flirt off and on sticking his tongue out to her. She went crazy and became very excited with the fact that he had chosen to play with her.

Bruce wowed the crowd with his amazing guitar riffs on “Heaven’s On Fire,” and the audience tried to imitate his technique on air guitar. It seemed as though Bruce was at his best that night just for the girls. He looked hot and many women were in one accord with that knowledge. Bruce was wearing black jeans with studs running down the sides, a black leather vest, and a button down shirt that showed off his chest. His beautiful smile only accentuated his entire look that night.

Eric was hidden from the crowd by his enormous double bass drum set, but there was no mistaking he was there. His rendition of Black Diamond was superb. He pounded his drums so hard during his solo that hearts started to beat along with the rhythm. He could really handle those sticks. And even though he was hidden from the crowd, Eric still had his own huge following of fans. Some women had no eyes for anyone but him. It was as though he were the only one on stage.

Kristina and Desiree had made the trip to see KISS just one more time. They liked Paul and Gene, but they just could not get enough of Eric or Bruce. Desiree just went wild when she saw Bruce in his leather outfit. Evil little naughty thoughts ran through her head about what she would like to do to Bruce and that leather. Kristina was not much better. She fell for Eric the first time she ever saw him back in 1981 as the Fox. She loved his makeup and when she saw him without it on MTV she nearly died.

Desiree was looking at the crowd surrounding her and thought she caught a glimpse of Misha and Cyn. What were they doing all the way up here? Probably the same as her, just catching that last chance to see their favorites before they had to get back to the real world again. Desiree tapped Kristina on the shoulder and pointed to the other women.

Kristina was shocked to see her cousin, but glad as well. The girls decided to make their way over and say hello.

During the concert, Misha noticed two women working their way up front toward her. It turned out to be her cousin Kristina and Cyn’s friend Desiree. Kristina and Desiree had known each other for years, so it was no surprise to see them together. Neither group knew the other would be there, so the night turned out to be even better than anticipated.

Sadly, after the concert was finally over and the girls had screamed to the point of losing their voices, they went back to their respective hotel rooms to rest before their flight to NYC the next day. Cyn and Misha invited Kristina and Desiree to travel with them to NY the next day to take in the sites. The girls accepted and made arrangements for the trip the next day.

The flight to NY was short and the girls had a whole day to themselves. They settled into their rooms at the Plaza and then headed out for a sightseeing tour of the city. They shopped at some of the finer stores in town, making sure to visit Macy’s and some of the other stores they had always heard about. They took a walk around Central Park and stopped at the Dakota to ponder the life of John Lennon. Around mid morning, the girls decided to stop for a light snack. They found a quaint little outdoor bistro and ordered coffee and muffins. While the girls were eating and enjoying a little girl chat, a man walked up to their table and asked them if they wanted to attend a costume party. He explained that it was a masked ball and everyone would need to have a mask to enter. Since it was a free day, the girls decided to throw caution to the wind and accept the invitation. The man handed Cyn the invitation and gave her a few directions on where the party would be.

A frantic search began for the perfect costumes. Not knowing New York made the search difficult, but the girls were up to the challenge. Desiree was the first to find a costume of which she deemed perfect. She had always been a history buff and loved the styles of European Royalty. She found a stunning 18^th century royal blue gown with silver brocade. A matching blue feather mask and jewels completed the ensemble.

Kristina was the next to discover her costume. She found a Pocahontas doeskin dress and black wig to go with the mask she had found earlier in the search at another costume shop. She looked magnificent in her outfit and her long sleek legs seemed even more enhanced with the fringe from her garment caressing her thighs. Hearts would definitely stop upon site of her.

It didn’t take long to figure out what Misha was going to wear. She spotted an Eartha Kitt Cat-woman suit the minute she walked in the door and refused to search for anything else. With the cat-woman suit and her thigh-high leather boots she would look awesome. That leather suit brought out the naughty in Misha’s personality and she was adamant on her choice.

Cyn was the hardest to fit. She searched everywhere, but nothing really jumped out at her. Misha noticed that Cyn was in a quandary and suggested going on to another store. Desiree agreed, so the other women paid for their costumes and they all left to continue the search.

The costume choices were really beginning to dwindle. Cyn could not find anything that she really loved. She was about to give up when Misha noticed a little out of the way shop tucked in the middle of a shoe store and a little jewelry shop. All four women entered the shop and began searching through everything. The shop owner could see that Cyn was feeling defeated in her search, so he went to the back and brought out a rather large dress box with a little accessory box hanging from his right arm.

He called Cyn over and explained that he had made the costume in the box for his wife to wear many years prior and said he would be honored if she would wear it, since Cyn reminded him of his wife when she was younger. He assured her that it would be a perfect fit and she would look fabulous. As Cyn saw her choices narrowed, she agreed to give the costume in the box a chance. To her utter amazement, the owner removed an exact replica of the red gown Vivien Leigh wore in the Birthday Party scene in Gone With the Wind. Cyn started to cry. Gone With the Wind had always been her favorite book and movie. This was the perfect costume. With her skin and long brown hair, she felt that she really could be Scarlett O’Hara.

The owner had the purse, shoes, and wrap to complete the outfit. Now all she needed was a mask. The owner said he had the perfect one for her under his counter. He pulled out a red and black feather mask that matched the gown perfectly. Cyn paid for the gown and all of the women rushed back to their hotel rooms to get ready.

The girls arrived at the party just after 7:00 p.m. Misha, with tail in hand, was the first to enter and every eye turned to stare at this seductive cat. She looked hot in her leather suit, ears, whiskers, and 6 inch thigh-high boots. With her black hair, green eyes, and long perfectly manicured fingernails, Misha looked the perfect cat. It didn’t take five minutes to fill her dance card for the evening. Men were lining up for a chance to meet the woman in the cat suit.

Suddenly, Misha’s eyes were diverted to a rather tall man walking into the room. He was dressed all in black with a cape of the finest silk draped around his neck with a skull and cross bone pin to hold the cape together. His black mask completely covered his face and all one could see were his deep brooding green eyes. He was definitely a mystery that Misha wanted to solve.

Misha lost all thought when she saw this man. She knew she had to get closer and make her presence known. No other man could hold her attention now that she had seen what she determined to be the perfect man. Misha made her way across the room in a slow, seductive walk that drove the men wild. Her brooding mystery man was no exception. As she walked closer and closer, he quickened his pace and met her in the middle. Without speaking a word, he took Misha by the arm and walked her out onto the balcony for a little private introduction.

The other girls decided that since Misha had quickly disappeared, they would mingle around the room and see what costumes they recognized and see if they could fill their own dance cards. Desiree spotted Tarzan, Frank Sinatra, Snoopy, Amelia Earhart, and a host of other wonderful costumes, but her heart stopped when she saw Louis XIV. His costume was of the same royal blue as hers. It was as though they had been cut from the same piece of material. Desiree pushed her way through the crowd until she was standing right next to Louis. She gave her best courtesy to the king and took his arm when he asked her to dance. They gently melted into each other’s arms as though they were made for each other.

When the girls had arrived at the party, Kristina had retreated to the restroom to make sure her costume was in order and her wig in place. As she was exiting the dressing room, she bumped into Tonto. Kristina, noticing the fine definition in Tonto’s body, quickly asked him dance before any one else snatched him away. She was always a sucker for a man in a loincloth.

Cyn looked around the room. All of her friends had disappeared and she was left all alone. She was beginning to feel as though she should have stayed at the hotel, but then decided that she would just make her own good time. The music was wonderful and the atmosphere was intoxicating, Cyn decided to make the best of her situation and enjoy herself.

There was a vacant chair near the wall, so Cyn made her way over. She had sat there for about 10 minutes completely engrossed in the music when she noticed a shadow pass over her and stop. Cyn looked up and saw a Pirate standing over her. He was holding two glasses of wine in his hands. He offered her one of the glasses and she accepted. The Pirate asked her why she was alone and she explained that her friends had disappeared. Being the ever-consummate gentleman, the Pirate offered to keep Cyn company. Cyn and her Pirate talked for a while on every conceivable subject. They were both pleasantly surprised that the other displayed a vast knowledge on many different subjects. Neither had really met anyone quite like the other before and they were both having a great time.

After a while, the Pirate asked Cyn if she would like to dance and she accepted. They made their way onto the dance floor where he proceeded to wrap his arms around Cyn’s waist and melt into dance. They seemed to flow as one to the music and Cyn could tell that this man was an expert dancer. She could also tell that her Pirate had a very well defined body and she began to blush at the thoughts that were suddenly beginning to creep into her mind. Before long, Cyn knew she had to stop the dance because the heat from their bodies was beginning to become more than she could stand. Little did she know that her Pirate was experiencing the same feelings.

Cyn and her Pirate decided to take a stroll in the gardens adjacent to the building. The air was cool and refreshing. The moon and stars provided the only light along the path, which made for a romantic setting. They continued to talk about anything that came to mind. A small breeze began to blow and Cyn noticed that she was getting cold. The only garment of any protection from the wind was the wrap that came with the costume and it wasn’t much. The Pirate noticed Cyn’s dilemma and put his right arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him.

The couple walked this way for a few minutes. Soon, Cyn found herself in the shadows of a grove of trees. There was no one in sight and they were all alone. The Pirate looked down at her and noticed that she was looking at her feet. He gently placed his hand under her chin and moved her face upward until they were staring into each other’s eyes.

The Pirate could tell that under Cyn’s mask, she had deep brown eyes and porcelain skin and she could tell that his eyes were the deepest brown she had ever seen and his facial features were very chiseled and defined. He ran his fingers along her chin and with his other hand, gently pulled her closer. The Pirate then bent down and kissed Cyn with a passion that she hade never experienced in her life. She quickly melted into his arms wanting to be as close as she could to this man.

Cyn put her arms around her Pirate’s neck and began running her hands over his head. She untied the bandana that he wore with his costume, and to her surprise, a ton of hair fell to his shoulders, cascading over her hands. Cyn knew she had died because she was now in heaven. This Pirate had hair just like her idol.

Their kisses intensified and the heat rising from their bodies was becoming more than Cyn could handle. The cool night air was no longer a part of her thinking. She just wanted more of this stranger that was holding her and kissing her and making all thoughts of reason leave her brain. Suddenly, both heard someone coming and they pulled apart. The moment was lost and they both decided it was best to get back to the party.

Meanwhile, back on the balcony, Misha was checking out the man who had stolen her away from the party. There was something about this man and she knew that she was going to have him before the night was over. She could tell that he was closely examining her costume to imagine what was hidden underneath. This prompted Misha to throw caution to the wind and take a chance. She reached up and pulled her mystery man into a deep kiss. No words were spoken, but she could tell that he was attracted to this take-charge attitude.

It didn’t take long for the mystery man to let his hands roam. He caressed every leather-clad part of Misha’s body, discovering just how hot she really was. Misha loved the feel of this mystery man’s hands on her body and decided to let her hands roam too.

Misha ran her hands down his chest and unbuttoned his silk shirt. She began to rub his chest and shoulders. She felt the hair on his masculine chest and wanted more. Misha lowered her hands to his waist and undid his belt while this mystery man was feeling his way along her body to her ample bust. She then unzipped his pants and her hands found their way to this man’s most prized possession. When Misha started stroking and caressing him, the mystery man knew that she definitely knew how to please. She could tell that he was gifted enough to please any woman alive and she knew that she was going to find out or die trying.

Misha had no thoughts in her mind but having this man. She didn’t even hear when Kristina coughed and broke up the moment. The mystery man pulled away and straightened his costume. Misha gained her composure and gave a glaring look to Kristina that spoke of the punishment she would receive later for interrupting the moment.

Misha could see that Kristina was not alone and wanted to meet the man dressed in a Tonto costume. He was very attractive and had a body that could stop traffic. His forearms and thighs were well defined and Misha could tell that he was very active. She gave Kristina a look of congratulations for finding such a fine specimen of man and Kristina returned the look to Misha for the very same thing. Both women tried to introduce their men to the other, but the men had been very mysterious about their identities and kept telling the women to wait until 10:00 p.m. when everyone would unmask and reveal their true identities.

The girls decided it was time to find Cyn and Desiree. They came upon Cyn and a Pirate first. Still no introductions were made other than the characters being portrayed by the costumes. These men were very secretive about their identities and the girls were all the more curious.

The search continued, but no one could find Desiree. The girls were beginning to get worried, so they decided to split up. Each woman took her costumed man by the hand and pulled them away in different directions to cover more area. Cyn and her Pirate began scouring the dance floor while Misha and her mystery man searched other areas in the rear of the building. Kristina and her Tonto decided to search the outside for their missing friend. No one thought to check the cloakroom.

Desiree and her King Louis had struck up a conversation after meeting and decided they had a lot in common. Both were very shy on the inside and only managed to put up a very brave face in public. Both loved old rock and roll from the fifties and sixties and both had a fondness for animals.

Desiree felt a sense of connection with this man. She felt the need to cuddle him and love him. This was a new emotion to Desiree. She was not the type of person to meet someone and fall so hard, but there was something about this king that made her feel secure and interesting.

The crowd was beginning to grow as the hours passed, so King Louis asked Desiree if she would like to find somewhere private so that they could talk. Desiree agreed and Louis took her hand to lead her to another room. Sparks flew when they touched. There was something about his touch that made Desiree go weak in the knees. It took all she had to keep her balance until they arrived in the cloakroom.

Louis apologized for taking her to such a room, but it was the only place he could find that was private and yet public. He was thinking of her safety and how she might feel being alone with a stranger. He was such a gentleman.

King Louis and Desiree continued their conversation and lost all sense of time. During the conversation, King Louis reached out and patted Desiree on her hand. Sparks flew again. He did not move. Something told him to leave his hand where it was at and he did. He looked over and noticed that Desiree had very nice hands. She had long slender fingers and a perfect manicure. Louis always noticed hands and she had very nice ones.

Desiree was reveling in his touch. She wanted him to hold her, but she was too afraid to say anything. Louis could feel her pulse quicken at his touch and he knew right then that she felt the same attraction to him as he did to her. He couldn’t wait to see her face beneath that mask. The air of mystery only intensified his desire to take her in his arms. He just had to kiss her. Nothing would stop him from his goal. Desiree’s heart beat faster and faster. Louis knew this was his chance. He pulled Desiree to her feet and kissed her. The kiss was perfect. Desiree had never felt such an intense fire burn within her body. This kiss was the best she had ever experienced. She grew weak in the knees and could barely stand. Louis felt her knees give and caught her. He pulled her closer and held her to his chest. He kissed her again and again. Desiree did not know how much more she could stand, but she was willing to find out. She knew that she wanted this man and she would do all she could to have him.

After a few minutes of searching with no luck, Kristina decided that she and Tonto needed a little privacy. Their shared dances had not been enough for her and she wanted to be closer. Kristina took Tonto by the hand, and led him to a small gazebo that was tucked into a nest of very tall and thick hardwood trees. She knew for sure that no one would find them there.

Cyn and her Pirate searched everywhere on the floor, but could not find Desiree. They headed for the doors to see if they could find the others, hoping that one of them had located their missing friend. They found Misha and her mystery man first. They had not found Desiree either. That only left Kristina and her Tonto, so the group decided to go see if they had any luck in the search.

Once they arrived at the gazebo, Kristina turned to Tonto and looked him right in the eyes. Tonto knew by the lust in Kristina’s eyes that she was about to please him in every way possible. She leaned into him and placed her hands on each side of his face, then proceeded to kiss him deeply. She let her tongue explore every inch of his mouth. Tonto quickly returned the favor and nibbled on her tongue a little, just enough to drive Kristina to the very edge.

She had to have more of him, so she took it upon herself to make the next move, as she was a very bold woman. She knelt down in front of Tonto and started to unfasten his loincloth. Once she had it removed, she looked at his manhood and was very quickly aroused. She took his hot, pulsating, shaft into her hand and slowly lowered her mouth to the head of his dick. She teased him a bit at first by running her tongue up and down his shaft, and then gently sucked each of his balls into her mouth. The feathers from her mask tickled and he was all the more excited.

Tonto went crazy and started to run his hands through her hair. In all of the action, Kristina’s wig had fallen off. She finally took him into her mouth and started sucking and blowing, making sure that she rolled her tongue all over his hot shaft. She traced the blueish vein that ran down his manhood. It made him lose all control. After about five minutes of licking, sucking, and teasing, Tonto shot a load into Kristina’s mouth. She savored every drop of him, but Kristina wanted more.

She quickly shed her doeskin dress, and stood before Tonto wearing a white lace bra, white garter belt, and her thigh high stockings. She wasn't wearing any panties, as she thought they were very uncomfortable. Tonto looked at her in amazement. He wanted to taste her and have her. Kristina lay down on the floor of the gazebo and spread her legs wide and invitingly for Tonto. He quickly dropped to his knees and proceeded to lick up the juices that had started to flow already. His mask rubbing against her skin added to the pleasure she was already feeling. She tasted so good. He eased two fingers into her hole while licking her clit. Kristina thrust her hips in his face wanting to have more. He continued to finger fuck her until her juices flowed freely. Kristina wanted more of him. She grabbed Tonto’s face and pulled it to hers and kissed him deeply. Then she whispered in his ear that she wanted all of him, and that she needed him inside her that very moment. Tonto was quick to oblige.

In one swift move he drove his big hot shaft deep inside her. She screamed out in pure enjoyment. She told him that she wanted it hard and fast. Tonto began pumping in and out of her, with Kristina meeting each of his moves so that he would go deeper. With every thrust he hit her spot and it was not long before she began to cum. She dug her nails into his back as she started cuming, and this excited Tonto. They both came together, feeling every muscle in each other’s body contracting.

Tonto leaned down to kiss Kristina's moist lips savoring every moment with her. He dismounted, and lay beside her tracing every outline of her face in the moonlight. He pulled her close and held her to his body keeping her warm. Suddenly they heard voices calling for them. They quickly jumped up and started to get dressed. The voices were getting closer and they just knew that they would be caught. Then they heard someone yell to the others that they were at the gazebo.

---The group pushed their way through the tree branches and found Kristina and Tonto standing their semi dressed. Kristina quickly pulled her dress over her head and straightened herself up. Tonto was fidgeting with the straps to tie his loincloth back on. The rest of group just looked at them and started laughing and apologizing for ruining their encounter.

After Kristina and Tonto were more presentable, the group headed off to continue their search. There was no sign of Desiree. Now Cyn and Misha were really worried. It was not like Desiree to run off. Kristina suggested that the group go back inside the building and have Desiree paged. It was the only way they would find her if she was still at the party.

Desiree and King Louis were so wrapped up in their kisses that they did not realize the time was slipping away. They heard someone announce to everyone to gather in the ballroom because it was almost time for everyone to unmask and reveal their true identities.

Desiree and Louis emerged from the cloakroom just as the remainder of the group made their way through the doors. The women hugged Desiree and explained that they were relieved she was safe. They told her of their search and how they were just about to have her paged. No one noticed that the men were all looking at each other as though they knew something funny.

It was now 10:00 p.m. Everyone gathered in the ballroom for the unmasking. When the time came for the unveiling, the women were amazed to see famous people everywhere. They quickly spotted members of Poison, Bon Jovi, Van Halen, Ratt, Cinderella, and many other famous bands as well as many television and movie stars. The girls were in awe. Their heads began to spin with the realization that they had been in the presence of some of their idols. All of them were beginning to grow weak from excitement.

Suddenly, each woman felt a tap on her shoulder. They turned and saw their male companions still standing beside them with their masks on. The Pirate told the women that they were waiting for each one to unmask before they revealed who they were. Misha suggested they all unmask at the same time. On the count of three, everyone took off their masks. Cyn was the first to faint.

The other three quickly followed Cyn’s lead. Each woman hit the floor like dominoes that had been knocked over. The men grinned, looking at each other and then down at the women. They began to laugh at the girls’ reactions as each one bent down and tried to wake their party companion.

Misha was the first to respond. She looked up and saw Gene Simmons kneeling over her. She almost fainted again. Scenes of her tryst on the balcony played through her mind. She knew there had been something about his tongue that drove her wild, but she never imagined that she was playing with Gene. She looked at him again and he smiled. Upon unmasking, Gene had immediately recognized Misha from the concert the night before and he now had this evil grin on his face that spoke of the fun he was going to have with her later. Gene took Misha by the hand and helped her to her feet. He then lowered his mouth to hers and proceeded to give her a very hot and heated kiss that spoke of things yet to come. After the passion built up from the kiss subsided, Gene introduced himself to Misha and she followed suit.

Kristina was the next to awaken. Realization that she had actually made love to Eric Carr blew her mind. He was her favorite member of KISS as she had always been attracted to drummers and their musical techniques. She loved his style and always thought he was the best looking of the group. Eric helped her to her feet, tweaked her nose in a playful manner, and gave her a kiss. Now she really had to sit down.

When Desiree looked up, she saw Bruce Kulick. He looked at her with a deep tenderness in his eyes. Her tears began to flow. Bruce helped Desiree to her feet and then pulled her close to his chest. He began to wipe the tears from eyes and comfort her with soft gentle words and touches. Desiree had always heard that Bruce was a very gentle person and now she knew first hand that all of the stories were true.

Cyn was the last to awaken. Paul had sat down on the floor and placed Cyn’s head in his lap. He was stroking her hair when she finally came to her senses. She looked into his eyes with disbelief. Here was her idol holding her head in his lap and all she could do was stare. No words would come to her mouth. She was stunned silent.

People began to stare at the women lying on the floor at the feet of the members of KISS. The men helped the women to stand, introductions were made and Bruce suggested they all get away from there and find better places to go. The men took the women by their hands and left the building. The valet had vehicles brought around for the men and the couples all left to find more secluded places to get better acquainted. Everyone agreed to meet back up around 1:00 a.m. at a local dance club.

Gene and Misha headed out first in his Rolls Royce. He asked her if she would like to see the ocean. Misha was not sure there was an ocean in New York, but Gene assured her that there was a beach about 45 minutes away and it definitely bordered the Atlantic Ocean.

They talked a little on the trip out and Misha asked Gene about a million questions. He answered every question she asked of him and offered a few stories that most people did not know. Every so often, Gene would reach over and caress a part of Misha’s body. She was going mad, but she managed to keep her composure. She knew that she would finish what was started on the balcony and she could barely contain her excitement.

Once they reached Jones Beach, Gene walked around to Misha's side of the car and opened the door. He offered her a hand to help her out of the car. Gene could not keep his eyes off of her legs as she removed first one and then the other from inside the car. Misha slowly turned toward him and stood up. She was now face to face with Gene. He looked into her beautiful green eyes and could not resist his urges. Gene removed his cape and bent to kiss Misha on her full rounded lips. She melted into his arms and their bodies became one. Gene forced himself to pull away. It was still too early and he wanted everything to be perfect when he made love to her.

Gene took Misha by the hand and led her down a narrow pathway that led to the beach. They decided to take their shoes off so that they could feel the sand on their feet. They strolled along the shore, with the tide rolling in and out, gently sweeping across their feet and legs. Gene turned to Misha, took her by both hands, and pulled her close to his body. Their bodies melted into one. He looked deep into her eyes. You could see the hot passion growing between them. Gene bent to place his hot, wet mouth to Misha's very hot and inviting lips. He kissed her deeply, rolling his tongue all around her mouth savoring every taste of her. Misha melted in his arms and gently caught his tongue and nibbled a little on it. It sent a burning desire all through Gene. He had to have Misha then and there.

Gene led Misha up to the edge of the shore. He slowly unzipped the back of her costume while running his hands along her body. Her hands found pleasure stroking his face while kissing his beautiful lips. She let her hands wander slowly down his chest, where she slowly started to unbutton his shirt and push it from his shoulders. While she was doing this Gene was easing her costume over her shoulders caressing her smooth skin in the process. He let his hands slide slowly to her bare breasts, where he gently massaged them, making Misha moan and want more of his touch. Misha lowered her head to kiss him on his chest and to gently bite his nipples. She could feel the heat and passion mounting between them.

Gene lowered his mouth to suck in one nipple while his other hand stroked and massaged the other exposed breast. He nibbled on her breast until she was moaning with pleasure. He lowered his other hand and started working it up her inner thigh until he felt the warmth between her legs. He had to finish getting Misha out of that damn jumpsuit. He wanted to taste all of her. He grabbed the jumpsuit and quickly slid it down to her ankles where she obliged him by stepping out of it. He looked up at her in amazement. Her body was so beautiful and perfect, not a blemish to be found. She was well toned and defined, and very tanned. Just the sight of her standing there in the moonlight, nude, sparked a fire deep inside him that only she could tame. He had to have her and she had to have him.

Now that he had her totally nude, he was free to explore her body more. He let his hands wonder to that warm place between her legs. Gene slowly began kissing her stomach until he came to her navel. He got down on his knees, and proceeded to kiss her down to her warm and inviting pussy. He had to taste her. Misha spread her legs so that he could taste; she needed him to use that tongue of his on her. Gene started to lick her clit and Misha moaned in pure ecstasy. His tongue felt so good. She grabbed his head and started to run her fingers through his hair, while pushing his head closer to her body. Gene slowly slid a finger inside her hot wet pussy and started fingering her, finding her most hidden spot. Her juices started flowing and Gene quickly started to lick them up. She tasted so sweet and delicious to him. He let his tongue find its way to her hole and drove it inside her as far as he could go. He moved his tongue in and out of her until she screamed out and came again. Misha could not stand it any more. She had to taste Gene. She wanted him badly.

Misha gently pushed Gene backwards so that he lay in the soft sand. She undid his belt and unfastened his pants. She then removed his clothes so that he was completely nude. She looked at him with unadulterated lust in her eyes. She grabbed his long, thick shaft, and bent over him to place it gently and slowly into her hot wet mouth. She teased him by licking the tip of his shaft and running her glorious tongue down the vein that protruded on the underside of his dick. Then in one swift motion she swallowed his dick whole, taking in every inch of his manhood. Gene let out a low groan that let her know he was enjoying it.

He grabbed her hair and held on as she slid his cock in and out of her mouth. She made sure to tease him by rolling her tongue all around his shaft as she slid him in and out of her mouth. Gene could not stand it any more. He had to have her, all of her. He told her to get on top of him. She did so in a slow, teasing manner. She positioned herself above him and then slowly let his long hot cock enter her hot wet pussy. She let out a gasp from the enjoyment of having him. Gene grabbed her hips as she rolled and thrust him deeper within. She knew just how to move those hips to get him going. It was as though their bodies were one and they fit together perfectly. She let his cock slide in and out slowly at first then quickened the pace, taking all of him. Gene was about to come, but didn't want too just yet. He wanted this night to last forever.

He rolled Misha over onto her back in one swift move. She yelled out for him to fuck her harder and deeper. Gene granted her wish. He pounded in and out of her both screaming, groaning and moaning with the enjoyment. Gene took his finger and flicked and rubbed her clit while still pounding in and out of her very wet hole. This drove Misha wild and she began to cum repeatedly. Gene could feel her muscles contracting against his cock. This made him cum. The two of them were washed in orgasms together.

Gene bent to kiss Misha on her hot lips. He kissed her long and hard. Then he started to make love to her again, taking his time, teasing, in and out, until she screamed for it all. She started to gyrate her hips beneath him, meeting each and every one of his moves. Both of their bodies began to quiver with pleasure until they both came again. Misha quickly got on her knees after Gene slid his rod out of her, and started to lick off all of his cum. This drove Gene wild and Misha loved savoring the taste of her man.

After their lovemaking session was over, Gene and Misha lay there, gazing at the stars and moon, holding each other tight. They did not want the night to end. Misha fell asleep in Gene’s arms, as she was very exhausted from the pleasures they had just shared. Gene lay next to her, watching her beautiful face and body as she slept. He took his hand and gently traced the outline of her face, letting his hand trace slowly down her shoulder, arm, and down to her waist. Then he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer to him so that he could keep her warm. Soon he dozed off taking a very short nap.

When they awoke from their short nap, they took a small dip in the ocean and then helped each other dress. Gene took Misha by the hand and pulled her close to him and kissed her one more time. Then he slid his arm down to her waist, and they walked close to one another back to the car. He opened the car door and helped her in. Both had to get back to their hotels, and shower to get the rest of the sand off their bodies. Everyone had made plans to meet up later, and neither Gene nor Misha wanted to be late.

Once back at the Plaza, Gene escorted Misha to her room. He had his arm around her in a manner as if to say that she was his woman. Misha loved the attention Gene gave her and she never wanted this night to end. When they reached Misha's room, Gene turned to her and lowered his mouth to hers. He gave her a deep passionate kiss that made her tremble and go weak in the knees. He had to make himself pull away before he got aroused again. They needed to meet up with the others and if he got aroused again, they would never leave.

Paul escorted Cyn to his Bentley. He opened the door for her and helped her in. He then bent down and picked up the train of her dress and placed it inside the car. Once he settled in behind the wheel, Paul asked Cyn where she would like to go. She was still in shock and could not speak. Paul just shook his head and laughed to himself. He would never understand the power he had on women. Since Cyn was not speaking, Paul suggested they go find a nice place for a late night supper.

Cyn finally found her voice and reminded Paul that they were still in costume, so they really could not go out anywhere. Paul told her not to worry. He would handle everything. He pulled over to the side of the road and pulled out a phone that was hidden behind a dash panel. Cyn could not hear his conversation, but could tell by the length of the call that he was making a lot of plans for one small supper. After Paul was finished with his call, Cyn looked at him with a questioning look on her face. He told her all plans were made and she would have a night she would always remember.

Cyn kept running the evening through her mind. She had actually touched and kissed Paul Stanley. All of her dreams had suddenly come to life and she was not sure if she was dreaming or if she was just going crazy. If it was a dream, she sure did not want to wake up. If she was crazy, then she wanted to stay that way. Nothing had ever prepared her the situation she was in at the moment. The man whose face she dreamed of every night was sitting right next to her. She could reach out and touch him if she only had the nerve to be so bold.

Paul noticed that Cyn was deep in thought. She had a beautiful smile on her face and Paul could swear she was glowing. He couldn’t help but look at her. She was so radiant and beautiful. But of course he was used to beautiful women. After all, he was Paul Stanley. Women had been throwing themselves at him for years. It’s just that there was something different about this one. It was as though her beauty came mostly from within. He knew that from the moment he kissed her at the party. She had kissed him with a depth he had not felt in quite a while. It was as though she had given him kisses of love and yet she had no idea who he was when they kissed. She had put her emotions into those kisses and that made them special. He knew deep down inside that Cyn was the type of person that never did anything halfheartedly and he wanted to know more of her. Paul had the urge to touch her again.

Cyn was deep in thought when she felt Paul’s hand on her cheek. She turned to look at him and her emotions were very present in her face. Paul caressed her cheek again. Cyn placed her hand over his and brought it to her lips. She placed a tender kiss in the palm of his hand and told Paul that she had always dreamed of meeting him and now her dreams had come true. She said that she could die right then and be happy. Paul told her not to die just yet. He wanted to know more about her and if she were dead, he would never have a chance to know her better.

Cyn and Paul chatted for a few more minutes until Paul brought the car to a stop in front of a building. As this had been her first trip to New York, Cyn had no idea where she was. A valet ran up to the car and opened her door. He helped her out and then walked around to the other side and took the keys from Paul. Paul escorted Cyn inside one of the most beautiful hotels she had ever seen. She stood there in awe of the décor surrounding her. There definitely was not anything like this place in Alabama. Paul took Cyn by the arm and led her to an elevator. He told the attendant the floor number and they rode to the room in silence, never letting go of her arm.

Once the elevator reached the designated floor, Paul escorted Cyn to his room. When he opened the door, Cyn was stunned. Several dozen candles illuminated the suite, and the scent of flowers permeated the room. Cyn noticed a table over in the corner and it was set for two people. This must have been what Paul was doing on the phone. Paul had promised a nice dinner and she just knew this was going to be good. Paul told her that before they sat down to eat, he just had to do something. Cyn told him she could wait, thinking he was going to change from his costume. Instead, he walked over to her, pulled her close, and kissed her.

Cyn wanted to faint again. Here she was actually kissing Paul Stanley and this time she knew who it was. She was in heaven. All the dirty thoughts she had ever entertained were now surfacing and she wanted him. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer. He had put his bandana back on at the party, but the party was over. She quickly removed it from his head so that she could run her fingers through his hair. The feel of his hands on her back intoxicated her. She leaned in more. There was no way they could get any closer. The feel of his lips on hers drove her mad. She could feel a tingle in her toes and a heat began to rise within her.

Cyn knew she would never have another opportunity quite like this one, so she suddenly became very brave. She began to unbutton his shirt. The feel of his chest hair drove her mad. Her ultimate fantasy had always been to touch him and now he was right there and she had her hands on his gorgeous, well-defined chest. She was beginning to feel enormous pleasure. She had to touch more, so she removed his shirt completely. Now she could see the tattoo on his right arm that always brought her to the brink of delight. She could not explain what it was, but something about that tattoo always turned her on. She just had to take a chance and do something she had always dreamed of doing. Cyn only hoped that Paul would not think she was completely mad.

She broke away from Paul’s kiss and ran her tongue over his tattoo. This shocked Paul. No one had ever done that before. He could tell that Cyn was very different. He wanted her right then and there. He pulled Cyn back into another kiss and this time he started to unzip her gown. He was surprised to see that she had on a set of matching corset and undergarments that went along with the costume. Paul began to unlace Cyn’s corset while she stood there and caressed his body. To Paul’s amazement, Cyn had on a red strapless bra and matching lace panties underneath everything else. He stood back to take a look at the woman in front of him.

Cyn stood in front of Paul allowing him a full view of her. Paul thought that she looked perfect. The red panties, bra, stockings, and shoes accentuated Cyn’s porcelain white skin. With her long brown hair and brown eyes, she was the picture of perfection. Paul’s blood began to boil and he wanted her right then.

Cyn watched as Paul began to remove his costume. She got so excited that she walked over and began helping him. She pushed him down in a chair to remove his boots. Once they were removed, she went for his pants. It didn’t take long before Paul was almost completely naked. Cyn shrieked when she got Paul’s pants off and noticed that he had on a g-string just like the one he wore in her favorite picture. She had found a publicity photo of Paul in nothing but a red g-string lying on a hospital bed in the arms of a scantily clad nurse. Cyn had many dreams of being that nurse and now here she was, Paul in nothing but a g-string and she almost nude. Cyn almost cried.

Paul stood up, pulled Cyn close and began kissing her. He stroked her hair and caressed the small of her back. Cyn ran her hands through Paul’s hair and along his arms and chest. She began running her tongue down Paul’s chest. She kissed every inch of his chest over and over again. She stopped when she reached the waistband of his g-string. She looked up at Paul with mischief in her eyes and began removing the g-string with her teeth. This intrigued Paul. They both knew they could hold out no longer. Each wanted the other right then. When he was completely nude, he pulled Cyn to her feet and kissed her again.

Cyn removed her shoes and started removing her stockings. Paul helped by removing her bra and panties, caressing each covered area as he did this. Paul then lowered Cyn to the floor and began kissing her body. He ran his hands down her arms, stomach, and legs as though he were a blind man trying to see with his hands. Cyn followed Paul’s lead and traced his body with her hands. She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest and down his back. He was perfect. Paul had the body of an Adonis and she was going to touch as much as she could. She wanted to remember the feel of his body on her hands for years to come. She was burning the image of this night into her brain. The passion was building up in Cyn and she had to have Paul. She looked pleadingly into his eyes and he obliged.

Paul entered Cyn with one swift motion. She screamed out his name and began to cry. Never had Cyn experienced a moment quite like this one. She never wanted to let go. Paul stroked Cyn’s hair and began kissing her tears away. Cyn pulled Paul closer and their bodies began moving in perfect harmony. It wasn’t long before Cyn had an orgasm. She screamed out as loud as her lungs would allow. Paul muffled her screams with long lingering kisses.

Cyn became a wild woman. She rolled Paul over on his back and began riding him. Up and down, stroke after stroke, she kept going. Paul held her by her hips to assist her in the motions. Sweat poured from their bodies and their minds were reeling from the passion. The tension was building up in both of them and Paul rolled Cyn back on her back so that he was on top of her again. Finally, when neither could stand it any more, they both shared an orgasm. Their bodies began to quiver and Cyn screamed out again.

When their orgasms subsided, Paul picked Cyn up off of the floor and carried her to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and crawled up beside her. Cyn was still crying from their lovemaking session. Never in her life had she imagined she would ever get to meet Paul Stanley, much less make love to him. The emotions were so deep and she could not help but cry from happiness. Paul pulled Cyn close and held her until the tears subsided.

Cyn apologized for crying, but explained that she shed tears of joy, not sadness. He held her closer and told her that no one had ever cried before. He was touched that Cyn could share her emotions with him in such a way. Paul then kissed her face, eyes, and mouth. His lips felt so good on her face. She wanted him again, but knew that they needed to get dressed and meet the others. She still had her costume, which meant that she would need to go back to her hotel for a change of clothes before going anywhere else.

Paul suggested they shower and get ready to leave. Cyn asked if he wanted her to go first, but he said that they could share in an effort to save time. She had never showered with a man before, but was willing to share as much time as she could with Paul. The thought of Paul covered in soap got Cyn so excited that she ran to the bathroom and cut on the shower. Paul was right behind her, pinching any body part that he came in contact with.

The shower was very hot and steam was already fogging up the mirrors. Cyn got in first and stood directly under the stream of water to get her hair and body wet. Paul stepped in and moved Cyn away from the flow of water so that he could get wet too. He took a bar of soap and began to wash Cyn’s body. He started with her shoulders and worked his way down until he reached her toes, paying special attention to the more private areas. Paul’s wandering hands on her body almost drove Cyn to the brink of insanity, so she took the soap from Paul and lathered his body as well. She wanted to drive him as crazy as she was at the moment. Special attention was paid to Paul’s hairy chest and muscular legs. Cyn could tell that Paul was becoming aroused again and took advantage of the situation by letting her body replace her hands.

Cyn began rubbing her soapy body against Paul’s until the heat from their bodies was producing more steam than the shower. Paul wanted her right there in the shower, so he backed Cyn up against the shower wall, raised her left leg and thrust his manhood within her inner most sanctuary. She wrapped her arms and her left leg around Paul and pulled him closer. She wanted as much of him as she could have. The water pounding on their bodies only heightened the pleasure they were both feeling at that moment. Cyn had several orgasms back to back. Paul was the best lover she had ever known. When their lovemaking concluded with their shared orgasm, Paul and Cyn showered, dried off and got dressed. Paul then drove Cyn to her hotel to change and meet up with the rest of the group. They could barely keep their hands from each other during the ride. Their dinner had been completely ignored.

When the others left the party, Bruce asked Desiree if she would like to go to a club in the Village before meeting the others later. She said that she would, but would like to get out of her costume first as she would be uncomfortable in the village in and 18^th Century gown. Bruce agreed and carried her to the hotel so that she could change.

She told Bruce to make himself comfortable while she found something more appropriate to wear out on the town. Desiree found a pair of jeans and a nice shirt in her suitcase that she thought would do for a trip to some of the local clubs. She took her outfit into the bathroom and changed clothes. When she had finished changing and fixing her hair and makeup, she exited the restroom. Bruce just stood there and stared. Desiree was beautiful. Her natural blond hair and blue eyes were very becoming and she had a body that could stop time.

Bruce walked over to Desiree and began kissing her. This time they were all alone, so they could give in to the passion that had built up earlier between them. Bruce pulled Desiree closer and began running his hands along her back. Desiree untied his hair to let it hang loose. She then ran her hands down his chest and started unbuttoning his coat. She was surprised by the amount of hair on his chest. He had always managed to keep most of it covered. Once the coat was removed, Desiree began working on the rest of his costume. It didn’t take long for Bruce to be completely naked. He knew Desiree needed to join him, so he quickly shed her of the outfit she had just put on.

Once Desiree was completely nude, Bruce picked her up and carried her to the bed. He began by kissing and caressing her with gentle touches. Their desire grew to a fevered pitch and Bruce could hold out no longer. He positioned himself above Desiree and slowly began to enter her. He was shocked to realize that Desiree was still a virgin. He immediately pulled away and asked if she was sure she wanted to go through with this. Desiree replied by taking him in her hands and guiding him back inside of her.

The pain rushed through her body as though someone had just stabbed her, but it was only fleeting. Soon she began feeling immense pleasure in the way their bodies rocked together in perfect motion. Desiree had never felt anything quite like this in her life. Bruce was the consummate lover in every way. He whispered lovingly into her ears and plied her body in kisses while gently making love to her. Bruce took his time with Desiree since this was her first experience with sex. He wanted to make sure she would never forget what they were sharing at that moment.

Desiree began feeling a tingle in her body. She reveled in the passion building up. The tingles started growing stronger and Desiree could not hold back her screams. She began moving her body faster and faster wanting more. Bruce quickened his pace. He was ready to explode and wanted to share their orgasms. It didn’t take long before Desiree was screaming again, and this time, Bruce let go. Desiree felt as though the earth had moved. Bruce kissed her again and asked how she liked her first experience. Desiree told him she had never experienced something like that in her life and she was glad she had shared to moment with him.

After about an hour of cuddling, kissing and talking, Bruce and Desiree took a shower and got dressed to go out. There wasn’t much time left before they were to meet the others, so they decided to go to Bruce’s place in town and let him change. They got a taxi and headed out. They could barely keep their hands from each other. Desiree sat as close as she could to Bruce and not be in his lap. They kissed and cuddled and made small talk until they reached their destination. Bruce paid the cabbie and they went upstairs. He quickly changed into black leather pants, a button down shirt, and a black leather jacket. They went back down and headed for some clubs in the village.

Eric had the valet bring his Mercedes around and then he helped Kristina into the car. He walked around to the other side, got in and drove away. He asked her where she would like to go and she told him that she did not really know NY that well. Eric decided that he would go back to his hotel and change clothes and asked her if it was okay. She agreed with great anticipation building up inside her.

Once at the hotel, Eric helped Kristina out of the car and placed his arm around her waist to escort her into the building. They rode the elevator up to his room. He opened the door for her. Once inside he could not resist pulling her to him and kissing her beautiful mouth. Kristina melted under his touch and felt the heat rising between them. She let her hands run through his hair, down to his face, memorizing every detail of him. Eric let his hands run down her neck and onto her shoulders. He slipped her dress off and let it fall to the floor. Meanwhile Kristina found the ties that kept his loincloth on and untied them. His costume fell to the floor. They stepped back from one another and just stared, memorizing every detail of the others body.

Eric had to have her again and this time they would not be interrupted. He took Kristina by the hand and led her to a big round bed that was surrounded by mirrors. The mirrors turned her on. She could now watch every move and remember every detail. Eric stood before Kristina and started to kiss her while slowly lowering her to the bed. He lay on top of her kissing her lips, then her neck, slowly working his way to her breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth while massaging the other, letting his free hand wander down her stomach and onto between her legs. Kristina was running her hands all over Eric’s back and muscular arms. She started to moan when Eric’s fingers found her clit and started rubbing and flicking it. Kristina began to moan and groan at his touch.

She rolled Eric onto his back, and started kissing him all over his chest, making a trail to his already erect shaft. She took it in her hand and began to stroke him slowly up and down as she teased the head of his cock with her tongue. Then in one swift move she swallowed all of him, letting her tongue tighten around his shaft, tracing every inch of him. She started massaging his balls while she sucked on him. This drove Eric wild. Kristina took him to the very edge of an orgasm and then stopped, not wanting it to end just yet.

Eric rolled Kristina onto her stomach. He had to have her and be inside her. In one swift move he dove deep inside her wet hole. He pounded in and out making sure he hit her private spot each time. She rolled and rocked meeting each of his moves. Kristina started to cum and Eric could feel each and every muscle in her body contract against him. She started screaming out in ecstasy. She loved the feel of Eric inside her. Then Eric started to cum, he could feel the heat rising from deep inside and on to the release with his body tensing up all over. Kristina was one hot woman and he was very happy to have her here with him.

After their lovemaking, Eric lay next to Kristina for a while and they talked and stroked each other, not wanting the night to end. But then they remembered the time and noticed it was getting close to the time to meet up with the others. Eric told Kristina that it would be faster if she would just take her shower there, and on the way to meet the others, they could stop off at her hotel and let her change clothes. She agreed to his suggestion so they got up and took their showers together and then got dressed.

On their way, the couple stopped by Kristina’s hotel and she changed. She chose a pair of black leather pants, a leopard print tank top, and a black leather jacket with matching boots. She touched up her makeup and hair and was ready to go. Eric told her how stunning she was and kissed her once more. He just could not get enough of her.

The four couples met at a small club near Times Square. They got a table in the back so as not to be harassed by too many fans. A few dozen people had already mobbed the band outside and the girls had been pinched, pulled, and assaulted by several of the female fans. If it had not been for the club security, the girls would have been hurt worse. Paul apologized for the fans’ behavior and the girls assured all of them that it was okay. They probably would have done the same thing given the chance.

Each man introduced his woman to the other band members again. The women were so excited. They were actually meeting the other members of KISS. They had always dreamed of meeting and partying with the band and now they were. No one would ever believe their story when they got home. The women hugged each other and gave knowing glances of what had transpired among the four couples.

The group talked and laughed with each other telling funny stories of life in Alabama for the women and life on the road for the men. Misha wanted to know about the groupies and other interesting travel stories. She wanted to know what their favorite tour was and what they did during their off time. Basically, Misha wanted to know everything, so Gene looked at her, winked, and told her he would answer her questions later. Paul and Eric both questioned the women about life in Alabama. They wanted to know if all of the stories about racism and rednecks and other stereotypical tales were true. All of the women assured the men that some things were true, but not all. They explained that although Alabama was behind the times, they still lived a good life and had some of the best hospitals and industrial businesses in the world. Southern charm still exists in a world of chaos though.

After a light supper and a few laughs, everyone separated into couples again. The women made sure that they hugged every band member and gave each one a kiss on the cheek before leaving. Boy was this going to be a story to tell. And to be sure that everyone knew the girls were telling the truth, Paul had one of their fans take a Polaroid photo of the entire group with the men giving their respective women a passionate kiss.

Misha and Gene couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel so that they could continue with what they started earlier on the beach. They couldn’t keep their hands off of each other during their dinner with the others. It was a wonder they ever got anything down their throats. Gene was so anxious to get back that he ran a few red lights trying to get back to the hotel so he could make love to Misha again. When it seemed like they were never get to where they were going, Gene pulled off of the main road and began kissing Misha. In the process of undressing each other, they managed to climb into the backseat where they proceeded to make love like a couple of teenagers. After they were finished, the couple got dressed and headed back to the hotel. The night was not over yet and both looked forward to a nice shower and a few more rounds of activity.

After they had gotten through with their bath, they helped each other dry off. Their hands roamed the others bodies in the process. Misha was hot and horney, and feeling Gene's hands all over her body drove her mad. Gene knew exactly what he was doing to her and he loved it. Misha could not stand it any more. She took Gene by the hand and led him to the huge circular bed that had mirrors all above the bed in the middle of the room. She pushed Gene backwards onto the bed and stood there for a moment looking at his perfect body. She needed him and could not get enough of him. Misha slowly lowered herself onto the bed and crawled over to him. She took hold of his shaft and slid her tongue along the already swollen tip. He started to ram it deeper into her mouth, sending it deeper down her throat. She let her hands grab hold of his tight firm ass while he eased more of himself into her mouth and then down her throat. Misha loved it. She let her teeth graze him slightly on accident and she thought that he would yell or pull it from her mouth, but instead he ran his fingers through her hair and started to moan telling her that it felt great. She sucked him long and hard until his body began to tremble and he was on the verge of shooting his load into her mouth. He was not ready for that to happen though, so he pushed he back to slowly free himself of her mouth. Gene rolled Misha onto her back and spread her legs. He gazed at her for a bit and thought of how beautiful she was. Then he lowered his mouth to her pussy and let his tongue begin to explore more of her. He savored the taste of her. When he thought that he had driven her to the brink of an orgasm, he stopped. Gene positioned himself above Misha and then thrust himself deep inside her. He pounded within Misha until she screamed out his name over and over again. Gene’s orgasm was quick to follow Misha’s and they lay in the bed, their bodies drenched in sweat.

After a while, Gene got out of bed and told Misha that he needed to get to his own room so that he could get everything ready for his next concert. Gene kissed Misha again with a long deep kiss and then walked to the door. He told her that he hoped to see her at the concert again, and she told him that she would definitely be there. Gene turned to walk away, and Misha stood there watching him as he walked to his own room, savoring the moment.

Bruce asked Desiree if she wanted to go back to his place or her hotel room. She suggested they go to his place since he had to get his things together for the concert the next night. They climbed into a taxi and headed for his place. The hour was late and he had to travel to the next gig in just a few hours. He wondered to himself if Desiree would like to attend the next concert. Bruce took Desiree’s hand and asked her if she would accompany him to West Virginia to the next show. Desiree’s heart leapt with joy and told him she had already made arrangements with the other girls to go with them. The only problem was that the tickets they purchased were so far in the back, that she would only be able to make out his form and not much else. Bruce told her he would take care of her and make sure she had better seats for the show. With that said, Bruce and Desiree cuddled and kissed for the remainder of the trip to his place.

Once they arrived, Bruce and Desiree wasted no time in undressing and climbing back in the bed for one last bit of lovemaking before Bruce had to get some sleep in preparation for the next show. Desiree understood the complications of Bruce being a musician and she accepted that. She knew that he had to travel and she was just a fling for the moment. She was just happy that her first experience had been with someone who was gentle and understanding. She had always wondered what her first time would be like and if it would be special and it was. She would always have this night to remember. At least they could cuddle and love each other for one night.

Bruce escorted Desiree back to her hotel the next morning with a promise that they would meet at the concert venue early enough for him to show her around. As they were giving each other that one final kiss, Desiree remembered that she had brought along her favorite necklace. She decided that she would give it to Bruce as a remembrance of their night together. Bruce looked at the necklace and asked Desiree to put it around his neck. He raised his hair for her and she clasped it in place. The necklace was a simple gold chain with a pendant. Bruce took Desiree in his arms and told her that he was honored to wear her chain. With one more kiss, Bruce left. Desiree flung herself on her bed and cried tears of joy and sadness. Bruce was more than she had ever imagined and now he was gone. She doubted that he would have time for her once they reached West Virginia. At least she had one night to always remember.

Paul and Cyn headed for her hotel room. She was sure that Misha would be otherwise occupied for the evening, so there should be no problem with them sharing her room. When they heard noise coming out of the room, Cyn turned red. It sounded as though Misha and Gene were having a really good time. Paul laughed and took Cyn by the hand. They got back in his car and headed to his place.

When they arrived, Cyn noticed that the dishes from the forgotten meal had been removed. There was no evidence of the earlier evening festivities. Paul shut the door behind Cyn and pulled her into a deep, longing kiss. Cyn could feel her knees begin to weaken at Paul’s lips on hers. She was still in awe over their meeting and lovemaking. Paul pulled Cyn closer and began kissing her behind her ears and down her throat. Cyn’s hands roamed all over Paul’s chest. She could not get enough of that hair. She removed Paul’s shirt and ran her hands over his bare flesh. Tingles ran up and down his spine as Cyn’s hands worked their magic. Paul was determined to give as good as he was getting.

Paul unbuttoned Cyn’s shirt and removed it from her body. He then unclasped her bra and dropped it to the floor alongside their shirts. He massaged her breasts until they were firm. He then replaced his hands with his tongue. Cyn yelled out in ecstasy from the desire growing within her being. Paul leaned back up and scooped Cyn up in his arms. He carried her to his room and laid her on his bed. He completely undressed her and then himself. Once the clothing was out of the way, Paul climbed into the bed and pulled Cyn to him. He kissed her again and again while inserting himself into her innermost being. Cyn could feel an orgasm building up inside and began to shake. Paul covered her mouth with his as she let go. The feeling running through her body was like none she had ever experienced before. She only thought their first two times earlier had been great. This time, she thought she saw fireworks in her mind. What a rush, she thought. Never before had she ever met a man quite like Paul Stanley. She only wished this night would never end. After a few more of Cyn’s orgasms, Paul felt one of his own building up. He thrust one more time and let it all go. Paul collapsed on Cyn and wrapped his arms around her. They then cuddled together, kissing and hugging, until both fell asleep.

Eric wanted the rest of his evening with Kristina to be very special and something that she would never forget. He excused himself for a minute and called the hotel. One call and everything had been arranged. He returned to Kristina and took her by the arm and escorted her to his Mercedes. He opened the door and aided her in getting into the car. He then walked around to the other side and got in. Once inside the car, he placed one hand on the steering wheel and the other in Kristina's hand and squeezed it gently. He told Kristina that they were going back to his hotel room and that he had something special planned.

Once at the hotel, Eric got out of the car and came around to Kristina's side and opened the door for her. He offered his hand to her and she gladly accepted it. He placed his arm around her and pulled her close to him as they entered the Hotel and started to his room. Kristina already felt special and could not imagine what he had planned for her. But she knew that no matter what it was, they would have lots of fun all night.

Before Eric opened the door to the room, he told Kristina to close her eyes and not to peek. Kristina obliged and kept her eyes shut, allowing Eric to escort her into the room. Once inside, Eric took Kristina's hand and told her that she could open her eyes. When she opened her eyes she could not believe what he had done just for her. The only light emitting from the room was from several dozen candles. The scent of roses and carnations forced itself upon Kristina. She was in awe at what she saw. He told her that he wanted her to remember this night forever, because it was one that he would definitely never forget. Eric really had a gentle side that she never knew existed. At the far side of the room was the bed with fresh rose petals strewn on it. She knew that this would definitely be a night that she would always remember and never forget.

Eric left her side for a moment and came back with two glasses of champagne. He handed Kristina one, and then he offered a toast. The toast was to a night that would never be forgotten. After taking a sip, Eric neared Kristina and softly placed a kiss on her wet lips. She felt herself begin to melt into his arms. The kiss was deep and passionate, each savoring the taste of the other. Eric wanted to take everything slow so that every moment would be remembered.

He forced himself to pull away from Kristina. He placed his glass of champagne down on the nightstand and walked over to the radio. He put on some soft music to set the mood. Then he turned to face Kristina and could see the passion in her eyes. He walked back over and asked Kristina if she wanted to dance. She gladly accepted. No other man had ever treated her like this, and she was enjoying it. They let their bodies melt into one as they swayed to the soft gentle music. They could feel the heat rising between them and could sense the others wants and needs.

Eric slowly raised his hand towards Kristina's face and brushed back her hair while looking deeply into her beautiful blue eyes. He gently cupped her face with his hands and lowered his mouth to hers, placing a deep kiss that only ignited fires deep within each of them. Kristina could not hold back. She gave in to everything that Eric was offering and doing to her. She let herself go completely, wrapping her arms around his neck. She let her fingers wander through his hair, gently pulling him closer to her. Eric slowly moved closer to the bed as their kisses intensified. Then he eased Kristina onto the bed and lay on top of her, still kissing longer and deeper, letting it be known how much he wanted her. He pulled his face and mouth away from hers and looked longingly into her face. He took his hand and traced the outline of her face and then told her how beautiful she was, and how he never thought he would find someone like her. Kristina let her hands wander to his face and began stroking it, telling him that she had always dreamed of being with him but never thought that it would come true.

Eric could not hold back any longer, he had to have her and feel himself inside her. He began to remove her blouse and bra to expose her voluptuous breasts. He lowered his mouth to suck in one breast at a time, making Kristina moan at his mere touch. Meanwhile Kristina was unfastening his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders to expose his tanned and muscular chest and arms. Once she had the shirt removed, she unfastened his pants. She could feel his erection growing enormous already and could tell that he wanted her. Eric then stopped, but only long enough to remove Kristina's pants and panties, revealing her soft, silky skin. He ran his hands down the length of her legs and back up again, memorizing every inch of her.

Eric rose from the bed and removed his pants. Then he lowered his mouth to her legs and started kissing them all the way to her hidden treasure. Kristina started moaning and groaning in pleasure from the touch of his lips on her skin. Eric slowly spread her legs so that he could find a more pleasurable erogenous zone. He then began to lick her clit, savoring the already flowing juices. Kristina began to writhe under the feel of him. She loved everything he was doing to her. Then he slowly inserted a finger into her hole while still licking her juices. This drove Kristina wild. He slid his finger in and out of her until she was on the verge of an orgasm. He did not want her to reach that point just yet so he pulled back. He stood up and lay down on the bed beside her and started to kiss her again, allowing his hands to caress her body, stopping at her breasts to massage them to erection.

Eric had to feel himself inside her and could not wait any longer. He slowly positioned himself abov