Disclaimer: My Dad The Rock Star belongs to Carrere Groupe and Nelvana
Limited. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 11/13/2005

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, voyurism, female solo sex, male/female sex

Category: Het

Pairing: Willy/Alyssa

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This story is based on a portrait done by an artist named Nydax
and takes place during Willy Zilla's senior high-school days.

Summary: As soon as his parents had let him alone to go on an old-timers
concert tour, Willy invites Alyssa over to his house to do some studying,
only to have him discover that studying is not what she has in mind.

Dedications: None so far.

My Dad The Rock Star: Private Lessons
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

You know, ever since my dad -- the rock star known as Rock Zilla -- had
moved himself, his family -- namely me, my mom Crystal and my big sister
Serenity -- and his right-hand man Skunk all the way to Silent Springs to
live the rest of his life in semi-retirement, I had tried to live a normal
life and even though I had tried to do so with the help of my two newfound
friends, I was still having trouble getting a grip on that little bit of
normal life.

But that was until I was finally old enough to go take some courses at
the local senior high-school and my bratty-bitch-of-a-sister has finally
graduated and left home to go to college, which is okay by me since I was
getting sick and tired of 'Little Miss Shit-Head' giving me and everybody
else around her nothing but grief for the past few years.

And of course, it was on November 13th that my mom and dad had packed-up some
stuff -- including Skunk -- into the tour bus and gone to join his old rocker
buddies for an old-timers concert tour, which was also okay with me, because
my parents had realized that I was old enough to be home alone for a little

That means that I was finally able to gain some peace and quiet inside my
very own house and do whatever I want to do, like call up Alyssa -- one of
those two good friends who had tried to help me gain a normal life -- and
invite her over to do some studying for a test.

As a matter-of-fact, that was exactly what I had done, for as soon as the
doorbell had rang and I had opened the door, there was Alyssa standing in
front of me with a smile on her lips and some text books in her hands.

"Hi, Willy. I'm so glad that you had called and invited me over to your place
to do some studying," said a smiling Alyssa, after she had walked into the
house, stood next to me and let out a sigh. "Because if I had stayed at my
place for another hour, I would never be able to get any work done."

"Don't tell me. Let me guess," I had said to Alyssa, after I had closed the
door and started walking with her to the living room. "Your sibs were making
a whole lot of noise and your mom and dad were way too busy to even try to
control them. Am I right?"

"Believe me, Willy. You're truly right on the money," answered Alyssa, after
she had placed her text books on a chair, sat herself down on the couch and
placed her hand on her forehead. "Well, Willy. Actually, you were halfway
right. You see, ever since you and your family had moved yourselves into
Silent Springs, I had started seeing you as more than a friend. I mean, since
the both of us are now attending the senior high-school and your parents are
not home right now, I do believe that now's the time for us to study some
private lessons of our own."

And then, after she had gotten herself off the couch and taken all of her
clothes off, Alyssa has started pumping two of her fingers in and out of her
hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits with her other hand, just before
she had slowly licked her lips and asked, "So, Mister Willy Zilla? Which do
you want it on? Couch, table or floor?"

"Why don't we just surprise each other and see where it goes from there?" I
had asked Alyssa, just before I had removed all of my own clothes, moved
myself closer to her and kissed her ever so passionately on the lips.

And then, after we had placed ourselves on the living room floor and I had
started licking all over Alyssa's nude body -- all the way down to her hot,
moist snatch and carressing her firm breasts, she has placed her hands on my
bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Willy! Touch
me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

Then, after I had allowed her to start sucking on my stiff cock, the both
of us had suddenly realized that we were experiencing something that we had
never allowed ourselves to experience in quite a long time, for we were
finally able to experience pure and untamed erotica... and enjoy every minute
of it.

Just then, after I had placed my stone hard dick inside her asshole and
used each of my hands to start carressing both her tits and snatch, a
sexually-energized Alyssa has placed her hands on my bare arms and yelled
at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, WILLY! TOUCH ME!

And then, after we had started moving harder and faster and our lovemaking
has gone on its final concert tour, both Alyssa and I had came and collapsed
due to exhaustion, just before we were finally able to catch our breath and
she had placed her head on my chest.

"I really am so glad that we were finally able to do this, Willy," a smiling
Alyssa has said to me after she had placed her gentle hand on my bare
shoulder. "So, do you want to really start studying for a test... or what?"

"I've got a better idea, Alyssa," I had answered Alyssa's question after I
had gently placed my hand on her head. "Why don't we just lay here for a
while and let me think about it?"

And then, after we had shared a small chuckle between us and snuggled-up to
each other, both Alyssa and I had fallen asleep with our naked arms in a
lover's embrace, while the rest of Silent Springs had kept on doing their
normal daily routine.

Of course, as soon as Skunk and my parents had finally returned home from the
old-timers concert tour, all of them had no idea of what was going on between
me and Alyssa... and if it's all the same to you, the both of us would like
to keep it that way.



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