"Laura! Breakfast!" Mom yelled from downstairs. The smell of bacon and eggs filled the air.

"Coming! Just...hold on a sec!" I yelled back.

I let the towel drop from my body and grabbed my jeans off the floor, not bothering to grab a fresh pair from the closet.

"Waste not what not." I muttered, pulling them on and headed to the closet for once to grab a clean t shirt. Led Zeppelin on the front of the black fabric. Smiling with delight, the sound of Whole Lotta Love began on the speakers of my small radio in the corner of my room. I ran over and turned it up, enjoying Robert Plant's majestic voice. But it was the guitarist that I really enjoyed the most. Jimmy Page. The man was a god.

I looked over at my poster above my bed and swooned to myself.

"Laura!" Mom yelled, breaking me from my fantasy. I just rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Coming."

...

The year was nineteen seventy-five. Summer has not yet come around but one step outside, It sure as hell felt like it. Today was my birthday and my life felt as same as ever. Same ol routine. Get dressed, go downstairs for breakfast where my mom served me and wished me a good day as I left out the door to catch the bus. Then it was off to hell where my friends waited for me outside the front gate and walked with me to classes. A typical day in the life of a teenager.

"Oh my god here comes Scotty." Jen shook my arm as we sat at a small table near a tree, waiting for the morning bell to ring.

"I don't see why you like him so much. He's such a fuckin jerk." I rolled my eyes. But she didn't listen to me. He walked to our table and did his daily wink at us. I practically gagged while my best friend swooned. But today he actually stopped and sat across from us. Jen giggling like an idiot while he talked with his typical New York accent. I usually ignored him and went on with my art studies but when he mentioned something about the Zeppelin gig tonight, I was all ears. Jen noticed this and nudged me.

"So what d'ye say? Four tickets. I can pick you two hotties up at seven in my van and we can stroll on down to the venue." He smirked.

I usually wouldn't take up an offer to go parading around in some guys van to a gig. But when Led Zeppelin was involved, I knew I couldn't pass this up.

"Who's the other ticket going to?" I asked curiously.

"My friend Adam."

Jen squirmed in her seat. I can just imagine she was imagining a threesome going on between her and the two guys. To be honest I didn't care. I wanted to be there for the music. To see Jimmy Page live. His beautiful face. Fast hands.

"So??" Scott asked. You two coming or not?"

"Definitely." I smiled, snatching my ticket from his hand.

.....

All day I couldn't focus on my school work. All I could imagine was the possibility of Jimmy and I meeting backstage and having a wild sex romp in one of the rooms. My teachers would yell at me now and then. Jen would quickly whisper the answer to a problem a teacher asked me.

It was as if the day knew what was to come later that evening. Going slow as ever, teasing and taunting me with every second that went by. But when that bell rang, I practically jumped out of my seat, headed to my locker where Jen always met up with me.

"My god Laura I've never seen you so excited before." She giggled, fixing her makeup and her top. Scott walked over and smacked her butt, making me look away in disgust.

"Good to know you two are on board. Remember seven." He pointed and left. He didn't even have to ask directions to my place since he lived down the street to me. The whole neighborhood knew him as the troublemaker who trashed and broke the mailboxes. This I knew was going to be tricky for my parents.

"Oh no." I realized, shutting my locker. We began our walk to the buses.

"What??"

"My parents won't let me go out to a concert! Especially not with Scotty!" I groaned. "What am I going to do??"

"Well he's picking me up first. Maybe we can park down the street where you're parents won't see the van??"

"Where would I say I'm going?"

"Say you're coming to a sleepover at mine! My sister will be home since my parents are out of town. She'll cover for me since it's her lucky chance to be home alone with her new boyfriend." She rolled her eyes. I smiled and hugged her.

"Jen you have the answers for everything. Seven."

"Seven!" She called out as we boarded our separate buses.

..

I approximately had three hours to prepare for my evening activities. Mom and dad usually didn't come home from work until five thirty so this gave me time to shower, blow dry my hair to act as if nothing happened and figure out what Zeppelin shirt to wear at the gig. My closet was practically filled with band shirt after band shirt. Queen, The Beatles, The Who, Rolling Stones...etc. But of course the band that took the cake were Led Zeppelin. My parents often wondering if my obsession was healthy or not. But lucky for me, they weren't the type that tried to stop my love. They went on their own buisness and I went on my own.

Being an only child though was a bit lonely. I often wished I had a younger or older brother to share the same interests with. To stay up all night listening and talking about the greatest rock n roll bands to ever walk the earth. Instead I had a

cat

named...wait for it. Jimmy.

When mom and dad arrived home about twenty minutes late, I practically ran downstairs and burst out with my 'plans' to have a sleepover with Jen.

"On a school night?" Mom asked with a reluctant tone. I sighed.

"Please mom?? Jen's having some troubles right now and feeling quite down. I'm her best friend. I should be there for her." I was shocked by how easy it was to lie to my mom. Maybe because at the other end of that lie, Jimmy Page waited.

"I understand but..." Mom began until dad interrupted.

"I think she can go. She's fifteen, she's proved herself that she can take care of herself...."

"I understand but.."

"Honey, it's just a sleepover. Nothing will happen."

They both looked at my hopeful face and gave me the okay. I was screaming in happiness inside but my outside composure was still.

"Thank you! Jen will be happy to know. Let me just call her..." I ran upstairs and when I was finally safe in the privacy of my room, I jumped up and down in delight and grabbed the phone, dialing.

"Hello?" She answered happily.

"I'm in. They think I'm going to the sleepover tonight. The plan is set in motion."

"That's great! Just make sure to meet us around the corner okay??"

"Alright. Hey I just wanted to ask something."

"Yeah?"

"Should I wear a skirt or jeans??"

She giggled. "i would definitely go with a skirt babe. These rock n roll gigs are filled with hotties."

I blushed, being completely inexperienced with any guy.

"You really think anyone would find me attractive?" I couldn't help asking.

"Are you kidding?? Guys like a girl who knows their music. Shit I gotta go. Scotty's on the other line. Bye!" And with that she hung up. I set the phone down and looked at myself in the mirror. Maybe it was time I really put myself out there.

...

"Whoa Laura look at you!" Jen smiled as I neared the van, removing my large coat. Scott and his friend already in the vehicle waiting. I couldn't help feeling shy now that I was in the midst of other people. I got in the back and blushed. Thankfully it was dark so nobody could see my face.

I decided on some revealing jean shorts, a low cut top. My long hair hung over my shoulders with perfume added to make me even more irresistible.

When we arrived at the venue, the parking lot was filled with people as they made their way into the large building.

"So, here we are." Scott smiled. getting out of the van, we all headed inside and handed in our ticket. I put the stub into my back pocket and looked around. The large crowd was hectic and full of excitement.

"This is so exciting!" I beamed with Jen. We were both squeaking as the guys talked with a few other guys about the gig. We stood pretty close to the stage which I was even more excited for.

I couldn't help feeling a little out of place when Scott put his arm around Jen's waist and kissed her neck. His friend meeting up with a girl and the two began kissing. I was standing here completely alone on my birthday at a Zeppelin concert without a date or a guy feeling me up. But in a few minutes, nobody cared about their significant other since the band came on stage with dozens of cheers responding. They opened with Rock and Roll. Everyone screaming with delight.

The entire time they played, my eyes were glued on each and every band member. The energy, the excitement. The sweat and aggression. Then there were the moments I couldn't help feeling shy when Jimmy Page glanced at me. I almost died! Throughout the gig he kept this an ongoing scene and I couldn't help wondering if I was just imagining it or if this was reality. My mind was all over the place as Whole Lotta Love began. I cheered and wanted much more. This was by far the best show I've ever been to.

It wasn't until they were at their final song, Stairway to Heaven, I noticed that Jen was gone. I looked around worriedly and noticed Scott and his friend were gone as well. I didn't want to leave but what if something bad happened!? Plus, she's my ride and if they left without me, It sure as hell is a long walk home.

I made my way out of the crowd, out the entrance and into the empty parking lot where the van was still parked. I opened the back door to see Jen giving Scott a blowjob while his friend fucked her. I could feel the amount of embarrassment hit me like a ton of bricks as I shut the door and hurriedly made my way back into the loud building. I walked back in just in time to hear them giving thanks and goodnight to the fans.

I groaned and shook my head.

"Fuckin Jen." I muttered.

But I couldn't go back now. So I decided to look around the booths that sold shirts and other merchandise. The smell of weed and cigarettes filled the arena to a high extant.

All alone, I got hit on quite a bit by a few guys but shooed them off. Slipping my coat on and angrily walking around to pass the time. I noticed a few girls giggling, heading backstage.

I honestly don't know what got into me but I found myself following them.

"Hold on there missy. Nobody gets backstage unless you have a pass." A large man stopped me.

I bit my lip. "I um..."

"How old are you anyways?" He asked.

"Eighteen." I lied cooly. My lying skills to be at a high level tonight.

"Well, you still don't get in without a pass." He said flatly.

I was about the turn on my heel and leave defeatedly until I remembered Jen telling me a story about her flashing her tits to a bouncer backstage a Sabbath gig. And I was desperate to meet my knight and shining armor.

So I did the unthinkable.

Unbuttoning my coat and unzipping my top, I showed him my breasts. At a time like this, I was grateful my body had matured a hell of a lot by now.

Then just like that, I was in.

I couldn't help smiling like an idiot as I walked down the long hall and found myself bumping into someone. I looked up to see none other than the man himself. Jimmy Page. My mouth dropped open and I felt my knees weaken.

"It's you." He smiled.

"M..me?" I asked dumbly.

"The girl in the crowd. I saw you leave."

I blushed. "My friend left without me. Fucking some guy in his van."

"Don't wish to join them huh?" He joked. I giggled and shook my head. His fingers found their way into mine as he led me into an empty room and motioned for me to sit on the sofa. I did since I really couldn't refuse.

"Drink?" He asked. I stayed silent but knew I couldn't blow my cover.

"Sure." I smiled. He handed me a glass of alcohol and sat beside me. Just ten minutes ago I was out there wandering alone, now I'm drinking with Jimmy Page.

"So um....Why were you looking at me tonight?" I asked, taking my coat off. He looked over my body before looking into my eyes.

"You're gorgeous. Isn't that enough of an answer?"

I smiled and took a sip. It was strong yet smooth. I could get used to this. Especially when his hand found it's way on my lap. I didn't push or pull away. I enjoyed how rough his fingers were.

"The others say I'm picky about which bird I choose for the end of the tour. But I saw you and I just knew." He said, leaning in closer and kissing my cheek. I melted at how his lips caressed my skin. His hot breath in my ear as he kissed and nipped on my earlobe. I gasped.

"Are you always this straightforward with all your women?" I asked shakily.

"Someone has to be." He mumbled, sliding his hand up and down my bare thighs. I took the last drink from my glass and set it down. He pulled back, stood up and locked the door. My body was nervous. I debated whether to tell him I was a virgin or to deal with the pain. I didn't want to fuck up the chance at sleeping with the man of my dreams. But I didn't want to surprise him either.

"I just...I'm a virgin." I blurted out. He sat down beside me again and held the bottle of Jack Daniels up to my lips.

"Mmm. My favorite. Looks like you need to relax a little more then huh?" He smirked. I nodded and took a long swig from the bottle. He took one himself and set it on the table.

"Come here." He said calmly, patting his lap. I obeyed and parted my lips as he kissed me. My eyes shutting, enjoying our lips caressing. His tongue was allowed entrance, sliding with mine. I began getting the hang of this and loved his hands squeezing my thighs and feeling my soft skin. After our makeout session, he pulled back.

"Still nervous?" He asked. I nodded and bit my lip.

He just smiled and nudged me to sit beside him. He'd give a demand and I'd obey. Like a master giving orders to a

dog

.

"Let me help you get a little more comfortable."

I watched as he moved his hand between my legs, firmly pressing his fingers. I gave a small gasp. He smirked and unbuttoned my shorts, watching me allow him to do so. Slowly sliding them off, I was left in my pink, thin panties and watched him get on his knees on the floor, between my legs. I knew what he was going to do. My body was excited but my shyness was getting the best of me. I covered myself with my hands and blushed.

"It's alright love." He pulled my hands away. "Trust me."

I nodded and watched him kiss me through my panties. I've never let anyone get this close to me. But I had to admit, my body sure as hell was loving this.

He moved his fingers to my waistband and pulled down, letting the silk fabric slide off my legs. I sat in nothing but my top. Parting my legs, he gazed at my nakedness and slowly kissed up, giving a long lick up my slit. I moaned in response, letting my legs dangle off his shoulders.

He shut his eyes and began moving his tongue in slow circles around my swollen arousal. My head falling back, hand in his hair and breathing uneasily. I felt my body shiver as he really pleased me slowly. My mind escaping it's nervous manor and enjoying the pleasure I was receiving.

"Oh my god." I whispered, pulling his hair and feeling my body shake in anticipation. My eyes squeezing shut, my head spinning. His tongue wiggling around and penetrating me. I squirmed and whined. His lips returning to my clit. Kissing and massaging. I felt all the blood in my body rush to my head and my breathing quicken. My body grew tense unlike anything I've ever experienced before and I felt like an explosion went off. Pleasure washed over me heavily. My mouth hung open. His lips slowing down.

He pulled my legs off his shoulders and leaned up, pressing his lips on mine. I could taste myself on him. It was all so new to me.

"How was that?" He asked. I smiled.

"Amazing."

"Were just getting started." He stood up and began unbuckling his belt. I sat up and found myself doing it for him. He smirked at this and ran his fingers through my hair. I wasn't prepared to see how big he was. I've never done anything like this.

He slowly stroked himself and rested his hand on the back of my neck, guiding me to taste him. I didn't want to waste time with my reluctance so I went straight for it. The way it felt was completely unfamiliar. But hearing him moan softly just for me turned me on even more. Bobbing my head back and forth, I felt him reach the back of my throat, making me gasp and pull him out. He stroked the side of my face and looked down at me.

"Alright?" He asked. I nodded and took him again in my mouth, practicing my new activity to perfection. I must have really began doing better since he often pulled my hair and moaned out. I slid him out, tasting the small amount of liquid drip on my lips. He watched me lick it clean and swallow.

"Fuckin christ." He chuckled, pulling me up. I watched him pull his shirt off, leaving him naked right before my eyes. I couldn't help feeling overdessed, so I unzipped my top and let it fall on the floor beside me feet. He leaned down and kissed my collarbone. I moaned and reached down, stroking him slowly.

"Lay back for me baby." He whispered. I gave him a small kiss and followed his demand.

He looked at my body up and down, also getting on the sofa between my legs. His body hovering over mine. I could feel his hardened cock on the inside of my thigh. It made my body want more.

"You ready?" he asked.

"I think so. Will it hurt?"

"A little. Just relax."

I nodded and opened my legs more. Instead of going straight for it, he kissed my breasts and sucked on each on. Nibbling on my nipples and swirling the nub with his tongue. I shut my eyes and gasped to feel his long rough fingers slid inside me. Two, then three. It hurt a little bit but my wetness helped him move in an out with ease.

"O...ow." I whined, reaching down and pulling his hand away.

"Shhhh. Hold on." He assured me. I shut my eyes as the pain kept on. His fingers delving in deeper until I gasped loudly. He slid his fingers out and replaced it with his cock. Our eyes met until he kissed me, easing in. I mumbled and adjusted to his width.

"Oooh." I moaned. He laughed and kissed my cheek, resting his face in the crook of my neck. I ran a hand down his back, feeling the pleasure wash over me like before. I was definitely going to get used to this.

His hips thrust back and forth roughly anytime I moaned his name. The feel of him inside me made my toes curl. He would grunt and curse out now and then, really giving it to me good. But I wanted on top now.

"Let me please you baby." I whispered. He quickly turned us over without us disconnecting and looked up at me. I couldn't help giggling and leaning down, kissing his amazing lips while rocking my hips back and forth, then in circles.

"Oh fuck yes." He ran a hand through his hair. I sat up and rested my hands on his chest, watching his eyes shut and completely in bliss.

"Like that baby?" I asked seductively. He nodded helplessly.

I threw my head back, bouncing my body up and down, enjoying the sound of the sofa springs squeaking from our naughty activities. I began to sweat the more effort I put. His hands squeezing my breasts.

Our moans could probably be heard echoing down the halls. But the pleasure we were experiencing overtook our conscious.

"I'm gonna come." I moaned. He sat up and kissed me, helping my body move up and down on his. I bit his bottom lip and pulled his hair, exploding into ecstasy. He followed as my body tensed up, squeezing my bottom and falling back. I collapsed on top of him and caught my breath. He whistled and rubbed my back.

"Not bad for a first time yeah?" He said smugly. I blushed and trailed my finger up and down his chest.

"Not bad at all."

We laid in silence for a few seconds until he spoke again.

"I don't even think I caught your name."

I looked up at him and smiled. "It's Laura."

He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Laura."

Hearing my name come out of his lips made my body tingle.

I was caught up in the moment, I took a glance at the clock and sat up quickly.

"Oh no. My friends must be worried about me."

He watched me jump off him and gather my clothes, getting dressed. He began doing the same. I buttoned my shorts and walked over to him, kissing his cheek. "This was an amazing night. Best birthday ever."

"Oh yeah? How old we turning?" He asked, pulling his shirt down. I bit my lip, reluctant to tell him.

"Maybe it's better I don't tell you." I smiled. He nodded and gave me another kiss.

"I hate to see you go."

I blushed. "I have to. I'll never forget tonight."

He picked up the ticket stub that fell out of my pocket and wrote something down, handing it to me. I put it in my pocket and gave him one last kiss.

"Goodbye." I said.

"Bye." He smiled.

And just like that, I was off on my own, down the hall, out of the building and through the parking lot where the van still waited.

"There she is!" I heard Jen yell as they ran over from the building to where I stood. I placed my hands in my pockets and smiled.

"Hey you guys."

"We were looking all over for you! It's been an hour and a half!" Jen said worriedly. "Where were you?"

"Oh I was just...taking a stroll." I lied.

"You smell like whiskey. Where were you really??" She asked.

"Shhh." I pressed a finger over her lips. "Let's go back to yours and I'll tell you all about it." I smiled.

She gasped. "You didn't."

"Oh I did."

"With who??"

"Patience." I giggled.

We got inside the van, on our way back home. Of course I went back to Jen's and thanked Scott for the concert. We walked down her walkway to her door and she went crazy.

"So!? Who was the lucky guy??"

I couldn't help smiling, remembering everything that happened just a few minutes ago.

"It was just some guy I met inside the building. We hit it off and there." I shrugged.

"Well, we need to celebrate." She opened her front door and called for her sister. A note on the fridge saying she was gone to a party.

"You staying the night?"

I nodded and sat on a chair in the kitchen. "This guy was just so....amazing."

"He must have been. A girl to say that on her first time like rarely happens. Here you are." She handed me a glass of liquor from her parents locked cabinet. She poured herself a glass and sat beside me.

"Congratulations." She clinked her glass with mine. I giggled and took a long drink. "It's a shame we couldn't get backstage huh." She sighed.

I watched her get up to make herself a sandwich. I pulled out the ticket stub and looked at the writing in black ink.

1975, Best tour of my life Laura.

-Jimmy

I bit my lip to hide my smile. "Yeah a shame."

"I think we both can agree, we sure as hell gotta whole lotta love tonight." She giggled. "Happy Birthday Laura."

"Thank you. It's definitely one I'll never forget."

............