Groupie Slut

The Concert was easily the best I’d ever been to. I was so excited about coming to see you play live in my little town and you didn’t disappoint me. I told my mom I was studying with a friend because she really didn’t want me coming here knowing your reputation with girls my age, but I spent the whole night jumping and screaming your name and dancing wildly right at the front, hoping you would notice me in my skimpy little dress amongst the crowd of gorgeous young girls desperate to get your attention, so when you looked me straight in the eye and grinned toward the end of your encore I was the happiest girl alive.

All of the excitement and heat made me incredibly horny too, I am buzzing and ready to go right there and then, so when you finish the set and a group of girls flood backstage toward your dressing room I am right in amongst them, desperate to see you.
Three burly security men keep the screaming throng of girls at bay, but when you appear at the door of the dressing room and take a look there is a wild cheer. I see you talk to another security guy and point your hand toward us, then the guy comes forward and points to me.
‘Your through’ he says and I can’t believe it. Overjoyed, I run forward to the dressing room door, so pleased that you’d picked me out all of the lovely young willing girls on offer.

I enter the doorway and see you sat there. ‘Oh my god, oh my god… oh my god’ is all I can say as I stare at you wide eyed. ‘Most people just say hi’ you say joking a little to relax me.
‘What’s your name?’
‘Becky’ I say timidly, walking toward you.
I see your eyes shamelessly running over my body from my big brown eyes over my perky tits which strain against the soft tight fabric of the little black figure hugging dress I’m wearing, nipples jutting through proudly telling you that I’m not wearing a bra, down past my slender waist and over my legs clad in dark silk stockings. I wore them especially for you, I had read in a magazine that they really turn you on, and I can tell by the way that you now gaze lustfully at my thighs that you want the soft wet pussy between them. We both know their is only one reason I’m here, and I want it so badly.

I grin at you and my smile says it all, I want to take your big cock between my lips, I want to be your little groupie slut and let you do anything you like to me, anything at all.
‘Come here Becky’ you say, and I walk forward toward you, my heart thumping in my chest.
‘Mmmmm… you’re a hot little piece of ass aren’t you? You know why I let you in here don’t you?’ you ask.
I nod my head, smiling at you.
As I get close you take me roughly in your arms, running your hands firmly over my soft ass and dragging me to you.