I sit at a small table off to the side of the stage. I watch you. Up there. Playing for the crowd. I can see the sheen of sweat covering your forehead. It makes me want to touch you. But your set doesn't finish for another half an hour. I am left to wait and enjoy the show. But my imagination starts to run away with me, as so often it does. I watch your fingers on your guitar and my thoughts drift to what those fingers can do to me.

Time seems to drag by and I find myself getting... uncomfortable. Thinking about what awaits us when your band is finished for the night is making me wet. Knowing that all the screaming fan girls want your attention, flashing you, throwing their panties on stage, trying to get past the security guys just to touch you, it makes me hot. To know that I'm the one who you'll make scream tonight. I'm the one who's legs will wrap around you as you're plunging into me over and over again.

I'm wearing a very short and very tight black Lycra dress tonight, just the kind you like. Easy access and all that. <Giggle>.

My hands begin to wander over the smooth fabric. My nipples harden as I gently brush my fingertips over them. I moan and it shakes me from my daydreaming. I knot my hands in my lap, trying to regain some control over my body. I sit and sway in my chair to the music. My hips move back and forth and I find myself pushing my legs together. I can feel my wetness on my thighs. Damn I should have worn panties.

Finally you walk off the stage and appear out the stage door a few minutes later. Walking to where I am sitting, you grab me and kiss me hard and I melt in your arms. Sitting down across from me, you pick up the beer I ordered you and take a long drink. I watch you. And I slip my heels off and begin to slide my stocking clad foot up your leg. You smile at me and raise an eyebrow at my actions. I shrug, lean back in my chair and look around the dark club as my foot slides higher onto your lap.

As I lean back my dress shifts up my thighs a little, you notice that I'm not wearing panties. I see where your attention is and I wriggle back more so that my dress rides up to my hips. The darkness of the club hides what I'm doing. My hand moves to my leg and slowly slips up to my wet pussy. I move so that your view is uninterrupted. You can see how my skin glistens from my arousal in the muted light. Your tongue wets your lips and my fingers slip inside my warmth.

I circle my clit and hold my pussy lips apart with my other hand so you can see exactly what I am doing. I watch your eyes focus on my cunt. I see you squirm in your seat and I smile at you and wink. You quickly stand up and pull me to my feet, smoothing my dress down so no one sees. You take me through the stage door and down a dark hallway to the small dressing room. Thankfully it's empty.

As soon as the door closes, I am pushed up against it. Your hands grabbing and pulling at me. You cover me in rushed, fevered kisses. My encouraging moans spur you on and you sink to your knees before me. My dress, once again, ends up pushed up to my thighs. You lean in and ever so gently flick your tongue over my sensitive skin. But I don't want gentle. Not tonight. I want hard, fast and rough.

Grabbing your hair I grind your face into my pussy. Your lips find my clit and I am in heaven. My hips thrust back and forth as your mouth pleasures me. I can't believe how close I am already. My fingers tighten in your hair even more and my legs shake as I cum.

We move to a tattered couch pushed up against one wall. I collapse down onto the cushions, my legs still shaking. As you stand in front of me my face is level with your waist and I quickly undo your belt and release your hard cock from your jeans. I lick my lips and open my mouth to take you in. My saliva coats your cock and I look up at you. Please fuck my face baby, I say.

Wasting no time, you grab my head and begin to slam your cock down my throat. I am lost in the animalistic moment, your moans and breaths excite me all over again. I can't get enough. But too soon you stop. You pick me up and spin me around. Telling me to hold tight, you grab my hips and push your cock into my pussy. I cry out as you begin thrusting hard once more. I'm begging you to fill me with your cum. Please baby, cum in my pussy. I need to feel your warmth now!