The Rock Rovers' concert venue was a sea of moving bodies, a writhing mass of fans eager to get closer to their favorite band. Amidst the chaos, Ricci stood out, her eyes glued to the stage, her body swaying to the rhythm of the music. She had been a fan of the Rock Rovers for years, but nothing could have prepared her for the message she received earlier that night.
An invitation to meet the band backstage.
Without hesitation, Ricci made her way through the crowded venue, her heart pounding in her chest. She had dreamed of this moment for years, and now it was finally happening. As she approached the backstage door, she couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous excitement. She took a deep breath, adjusted her top, and pushed the door open.
The backstage was dimly lit, but Ricci's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. And that's when she saw him. Wolfy, the lead guitarist and her ultimate crush, standing in front of her, wearing nothing but a pair of tight-fitting underwear.
Ricci's heart skipped a beat as she took in the sight of him. She had seen him on stage countless times, but nothing could have prepared her for this. She locked the door behind her, ensuring they wouldn't be interrupted, and approached him with a playful smirk.
"Well, Wolfy, I always knew you were a tease on stage, but I didn't know you were this forward in person," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Wolfy laughed, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Ricci, you always had a way of surprising me. Who would've thought you'd be the one to make the first move?"
Ricci felt emboldened by his flirtatious tone. She reached out and started to grope Wolfy's pants, feeling the bulge growing underneath. Wolfy let out a low moan, closing his eyes and leaning into her touch.
Ricci took this as a sign and slowly lowered herself to her knees, looking up at Wolfy with a mischievous grin. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of Wolfy's underwear and pulled them down, revealing the object of her desire.
Wolfy's member flopped down, and without any hesitation, Ricci took it into her own mouth, causing Wolfy to gasp in pleasure. She started to bob her head up and down, taking him deeper into her throat with each movement.
Wolfy's moans grew louder and more frequent, his hands tangling in Ricci's hair as he thrust his hips forward. Ricci could feel him getting closer, and she picked up her pace. With one last thrust, Wolfy's member sprung, and his essence shot out, hitting the back of Ricci's throat.
Ricci didn't want to be left out, she let out a moan of her own as she reached her own climax. She looked up at Wolfy, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
"I guess we both have a way of surprising each other," she said, a smug smile on her face.
Wolfy chuckled, helping Ricci to her feet. "You can say that again."
As the two of them straightened themselves up, they both knew that this was only the beginning of their backstage encounter.
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