The Groupie Ch. 01

"Chicken!" Jez called out, and quickly the others took it up when they saw how flustered their friend got.

"I'm not..." Nathan replied defensively, to no avail as the jesting continued, "...I'm just not performing for you guys."

"You're not performing at all. Chicken." Jez teased and everyone laughed.

"Just because I'm not doing it for you guys doesn't mean I won't at some point." Nathan replied, trying to appear all manly.

"Maybe one of us should swoop in and kiss her for you..." Jez teased and Abigail opened her mouth to put a stop to it. After all, she was a groupie, not a piece of meat. Though she realised that groupies were often thought of that way, sexually anyway.

Before she could speak, though, Nathan chimed up.

"Fine!" He said and the whole room went quiet with anticipation.

Abigail felt her heart jump at that. He couldn't mean to really kiss her knowing that she was his mother? And she definitely wouldn't kiss him! He was her son. Despite pretending to be his groupie.

Abigail was still wondering what to do when Nathan turned her around and pulled her towards him with his hands on her succulent waist. Abigail pressed against her son, feeling his hardness embed itself into her belly, as she looked up at him.

Nathan gave her a look that said 'don't worry' and 'I'm sorry' at the same time. For an instant, with that bulge pressing into her making her mind race, Abigail just smiled reassuringly up at him. He was her son and she loved him and would do anything for him. Especially make him look good in front of his friends. That was part of why she was there that night.

That look seemed to take the apology out of her son's eyes as he lowered his face towards hers.

Butterflies the size of cars rebounded in her stomach as she watched his face move closer to hers in slow motion. Was she really going to kiss her own son, she wondered almost dreamily as she stood there, frozen to the spot.

And then Nathan's lips met hers and electricity shot through the hot mother for the briefest of seconds as she waited for him to part his lips. The feeling shocked her and scared her, but she seemed like she was floating somewhere out of control of her body. She just stood there. Frozen.

Nathan didn't open his lips though. Instead he just pressed harder against hers and pulled her close to him, mashing his lips against her soft mouth. Suddenly she could move again as she realised he didn't mean to kiss her properly, only press his lips to hers.

Relief flooded through the 36-year-old mother and she suddenly felt as if she came back to her senses. This she could do! Pressing herself harder against him, Abigail was shocked when Nathan pulled her closer to him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she forced her lips against his, until suddenly Nathan reached down and grabbed her tight ass.

Pulling her against his bulging dick...because that's what it was!...Nathan held her tightly against him and his mouth. He didn't use his tongue and it was just like any other kiss she would give him on the lips, but there was something different about how they stood and how the kiss felt that sent a worrying bolt straight into Abigail's stomach. And oddly down into her pussy.

The moment Nathan grabbed her ass though, Abigail gasped and with that parting of her lips she moved back, breaking the kiss.

Looking up into her son's eyes, Abigail felt closer to him than ever before as he stared down at her with an odd look in his eyes. Suddenly she became aware of where she was and who she was with and she blushed softly before she ducked her head down, almost burying it embarrassedly into Nathan's chest.

"Happy now?" Nathan asked his friend in a voice that exuded quiet confidence suddenly.

Jez just grinned and turned to the drummer, giving the latter a high-five.

"It wasn't the most toe-curling kiss, but I guess she's yours." Jez said with a laugh.

It had been clear that they hadn't used tongues, even to his friends, but Abigail had to disagree with Jez. While it hadn't been a toe-curling kiss, something had been different about it. And the fact that she had let her son grab her ass as he pressed his lips against her in front of all of his friends, while no one knew she was his mother!, was something else entirely.

She looked up at her son and smiled at him to tell him it was ok, but Nathan only smiled back in a way that said he was already comfortable.

Burying her head into his chest she held onto him dearly for the next few minutes. Nathan quickly released her ass after the kiss was broken but he didn't let go of her waist. Even when she finally felt comfortable enough to face the rest of the room knowing what she knew, Abigail felt her son's hands cinch her waist as she turned around and leaned against him.

This time as the conversation went on the teasing didn't come back to Nathan for a while. And when it did it didn't revolve around him and her anymore. The group seemed to take them for what they appeared to be, rock star and groupie. And Abigail was more than content to leave it at that.

Her heart still beat heavy in her chest but that was because of what had just happened, what she had let her son get away with, and the continuing feeling of his hardness pressing into her ass. The thoughts that spawned she quickly tried to get out of her mind. But she couldn't.

That was why Abigail was glad when everyone suddenly stood up and got ready to go on stage.

Everyone made their way into the big room with the sofas and began putting on make-up or limbering up, and Abigail just stood and watched. With the feel of the huge bulge out of her mind, Abigail could once again focus and she was the proud parent again as she watched her son get ready for his performance.

Then the time came. As the band made their way through the halls towards the stage, Abigail and the other girls made their way down to the venue hall. It was well attended, but not packed, which made the beautiful mother happy for Nathan. He was going to get a nice reception. Most shows at this level had no one but the band and their girlfriends to watch, but word must have gotten out and curious people were here to see what all of the fuss was about.

Standing relatively near the front, as most people hung back by the bar to begin with, Abigail was blown away as the band came on and took the stage by storm. The drums smashed away wildly, Jez danced around rapturously, the bassist and rhythm guitarist put on a show, and Nathan undulated with the sexiness of rock n' roll.

The night exploded in music and a show that most famous bands couldn't have put on. And the crowd went wild. Surging forward, Abigail had to follow the flow lest she lose her place in the foray. Bouncing up and down to the sound, Abigail danced like she would have in her twenties at a show, lost in the moment and almost forgetting why she was there. It was that good. And the crowd lapped it up.

So lost in the moment did she become that Abigail soon began to forget about Mason back home. She was almost IN her twenties again in that crowd. Single and young, in the atmosphere of pleasure and music. And she was loving it. That was why she suddenly began to see the band in a whole new light. Not as her son's friends, but as rock stars. Hot, young men having the time of their life on stage and throwing out music that made her want to move in time with them.

And Nathan...Abigail finally saw him as a young man, not her son. She could almost forget who he was. Oh, she didn't forget, and she was proud as fuck of him!, but she could almost forget...and she saw him as a young man. A handsome, sexy young man on stage, wailing around on his guitar. He looked positively different to how he normally looked. The energy and pleasure of what he was doing changed him completely. And Abigail could see it. If she had been single and not his mother, or just not his mother and not single, she would have hit on him in a second!

The music was intoxicating too, and so was the movement the crowd forced her to make. Undulating and bouncing around to the themes. She was lost in the moment and couldn't help thinking that Nathan was the best looking one of the lot. Something many of the girls thought alongside her. She almost felt proud to be his groupie, if she didn't know the reality of the situation. Still, he wouldn't have any other girl on his arm but her tonight, and that did make her swell up with pride.

The show wore on, each song blasting the last away and every moment Abigail looked at her son and thought how different he was. How breath-taking. She had never seen him like this before and he somehow filled her mind as she lost herself. Lost herself dreaming of him for a moment before she caught herself and memory flooded back of who he was. Before it roiled under the moment again.

Abigail couldn't argue that her son was a stunning, fit, young man. And a man he was. She should have been able to tell that from the bulge he had pressed against her earlier. Memory flooded back at that and this time when her cheeks heated it was not from embarrassment. She couldn't help but glance at his crotch every time the guitar allowed it. Boy he had everything. But how big was it?

The thoughts flowed, as did her body to the music, until finally the last note sounded and the band bowed before heading off backstage. The crowd roared, which for the respectable size it was was quite loud, as Abigail made her way to the side door.

The security guard there recognised her from earlier and let her pass and soon Abigail was walking down the wandering corridors to the big room with the sofas. This time everyone was in there lounging about or jumping around in the ecstasy of the moment.

Abigail's eyes searched and found her son sitting on his own on one of the sofa's and she made her way over towards him, practically bouncing on her toes.

"Oh my god, you did amazing!" She shouted over the noise as she opened her arms and walked over to him.

Nathan, catching sight of her, grinned broadly and stood up embracing her as she came close. The two hugged in a huge, tight embrace, before Nathan let go and sat back down, holding on to her hand as he looked up at her with a massive smile.

"What did you think, Abi? We rocked the house down, didn't we?" Jez suddenly piped up and Abi half turned towards him to respond.

"You guys were incredible! I've never seen anything like it." She replied, just before Nathan suddenly pulled her down towards him.

Abigail instantly fell and landed on top of her son, sideways, so that her legs hung over the side of the sofa as her ass landed flat on his legs. Instantly the beautiful dark-haired mother's eyes shot open as she felt the huge bulge press into her skirted ass, but she quickly recovered.

It was Nathan that surprised her.

"Come here and give me a hug." He announced with a strange smile.

Not one to disappoint her son, or her rock star, Abigail smiled broadly and wrapped her arms around her son and hugged him close. Her tits pressed against his chest once more and she felt Nathan take a hold of her slim waist.

"Whoo! Are we going to see another kiss?" Jez teased and Abigail grinned widely before turning to her son.

"I told you I'm not performing for yo..." Nathan managed to say before Abigail pressed her lips against his.

Her arms tightened around his neck as he slid his arms around her body and pulled her as close to him as he could and the two kissed hard. Lost in the moment Abigail couldn't think straight -- or maybe she could and she was just too overwhelmed -- she didn't know, but for a long couple of minutes the mother and son sat embraced in a firm kiss without tongues, but still as passionate.

"Whoo!" Jez cheered behind them before he was swallowed up by the rest of the energetic commotion in the room, but Abigail and Nathan were too lost in their moment to notice.

For a second all that pulsed through the hot mother's mind was how gorgeous her son was on stage, and how alive with sexuality. Not to mention the feeling against her ass from his straining crotch!

Breaking the kiss after almost forever Abigail kissed her son in a soft way once again before she smiled down at him with a look of love and a sprinkling of lust that she didn't know was there.

"You deserve so much more. You did great." Abigail whispered to him in a moment of passionate breathing, caught up in the moment as she was.

"Thanks mom." Nathan whispered back and Abigail felt a thrill pass through her that sent butterflies tumbling in her stomach. Though she didn't yet know why.

The conversation that followed with the rest of the group was, to be expected, full of the high of the night. Everyone was hyper and bouncing around. Except Abigail and Nathan, who sat exactly as they were and enjoyed it. Though they were just as ecstatic in the talking that went on.

Finally, after an hour of hanging out, everyone began to settle on the sofas though they still talked animatedly. Suddenly Nathan began to move his legs oddly and Abigail almost bounced around on his bulging dick. She would have thought that that was why he was doing it, had he not been her son, or even still so, but Nathan quickly spoke up for her ears alone.

"Sorry, my legs are just going numb." He apologised to her.

"Are you saying I'm too heavy?" She asked amusedly and watched him suddenly squirm.

"No! Not at all. I'm just not used to sitting still for so long." He answered honestly and nervously, and Abigail smiled at him warmly.

"I'm just joking." She said as she turned around on his lap so that she was sitting on him reverse cowgirl style and then slipped down onto the ground between his legs. "Better?" She asked as she turned her head to look up at him.

"Better." Nathan replied with a gulp as he looked down at her.

Abigail, of course, didn't know why, but now she had given him the perfect view of her tits from above!

For a while, as Abigail got back into the conversation with the others, Nathan felt unsure what to do. Then he started to relax once more as his mother didn't move. After a while his hand rested on her shoulder. Then his other. And then he leaned down to kiss the top of her head.

Abigail leaned her head back against his bulging crotch and smiled up at him briefly at that, and then turned towards the others. It was a few minutes later that she felt Nathan gently squeezing her shoulders.

At first she just sat there, but then the good feeling slowly seeped its way into her and she began to relax more. Easing herself where she sat on the floor, Abigail rolled her head as Nathan began to massage her shoulders more thoroughly. Slowly pleasure began to flow from her worked shoulders down and throughout her body, and so did the relaxation.

Closing her eyes, Abigail let herself drift off, lost in how good her son's ministrations were.

"Are you enjoying this?" Nathan asked softly as his hands worked her shoulders.

"Mhm." Was all Abigail could manage to reply. "It feels good."

Nathan needed no more encouragement to continue his squeezing and moving his hands. Muscles she didn't know were tense loosened up and her whole body seemed to melt in his hands. Fuck, but he was good at this. It wouldn't be the last time she thought that throughout the night.

For what seemed like half an hour Nathan massaged his mother as he talked with everyone else as if this was completely normal. And then his hands began to dip lower.

Abigail didn't notice at first, and then she felt the tips of his fingers brush over the tops of her tits. For a moment she didn't do anything, lost in the feeling as she was, and Nathan became emboldened. His fingers brushed over them again, then again, then again, and then dipped slightly lower until he almost touched her tits proper.

Abigail still didn't take any notice -- she was lost in how good it felt, and the way his fingers slid down her chest a little more was just that much more satisfying for someone who had been sitting on his bulge all night.

Nathan continued to rub her shoulders, all the while lowering his hands, aiming at cupping her large tits, until suddenly Abigail realised what he was doing and who she was, and where she was -- in public! -- and sat up straight.

That was all she needed to do, that and clear her throat, and Nathan's hands were suddenly back up at a respectable distance from her tits. Had she imagined it? Had she wanted to imagine it? She had no idea, though she was sure he had tried to feel her up in front of everyone. Oddly that only made her feel like butterflies were in her stomach again. And the one thing she worried about most wasn't the fact that he was her son, but that they were in public. Surely she should have worried more about the former than the latter. But she couldn't make herself do that.

For a while Abigail sat still and focused on what her son was doing, but he didn't move his hands down again. Had she imagined it? Then she began to melt in his hands again.

"You're so tense." Nathan whispered to her as he eased her shoulders.

"It's been an exciting night." Abigail answered back as she let her head drop backwards and looked up at him. She could feel his bulge resting against the top of her head. She didn't want to move.

"You should let me give you a proper massage when we get home." Her son said with a warm smile.

Abigail smiled up at him and closed her eyes. Nathan's eyes instantly went to the view of her tits that she gave to him in this position.

"Sounds wonderful." She replied. Lost in the moment. "Mmmm, you're so good with your hands."

"I'm a guitarist." Nathan replied matter-of-factly.

"I wonder what else you're good with." Abigail said without thinking as she felt his hard cock pulse against her head.

The pair stayed like that for a while before Abigail reluctantly lifted her head up and looked at Jez as he asked her something, and then she was back in the conversation with everyone else.

For a long time this carried on until suddenly the others began to stand up. For a moment Abigail thought that the night was over and suddenly felt regret. She didn't want it to end. And she certainly didn't want her massage to end! But before she could say anything Jez spoke up.

"So are we heading to the Dollhouse or what?" The singer asked everyone, who all voiced their assent happily, including Nathan.

Abigail looked from Jez to Nathan and back confused.

"What's the Dollhouse?" She asked curiously.

"The Dollhouse is a bar for rockers. It's where we go on a night out." Jez answered with a grin. "Are you in?"

With a glance at Nathan, who was nodding that he was, Abigail replied that she was definitely in and reluctantly stood up, breaking the massage.

Nathan's hand found hers though quickly and the two held hands as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend as everyone got ready and headed out.

- - -

The Dollhouse was just a short way away from the venue they had just played at, and so the small group walked there, with Nathan and his mother holding hands the entire way.

Nathan still couldn't believe how sexy his mother looked. Sexy and flirty, that was what she was. She hadn't resisted his kiss in the kitchen, mentioned his bulge as it pressed against her ass, nor said anything when he had been massaging her. Even when his hands had gotten closer to those glorious tits of hers.

And they were glorious, Nathan could see that now. He had never looked at his mother any other way than as his mom. But now he couldn't help but see the hot woman he had first seen by the bar. And every moment with her just cemented that image into his mind more and more.

That was why, when they finally reached The Dollhouse he slipped his hand from hers and rested it on her slender waist as they walked in and headed towards the bar. Moving behind her as she came to wait at the bar, Nathan slid his other hand onto her waist and rested himself against her, his bulging cock hard for her and rubbing against her skirted ass.