For her birthday, Clare’s boss gave her concert tickets. With backstage access. A gift that will keep on giving… Enjoy this erotic short story of a sensual celebration!
“Backstage pass, Clare,” her boss had said. “This singer is the hottest thing right now. I dare anyone to say I don’t know how to give great gifts.”
That was yesterday. Being Saturday and her birthday, Clare had woken up wondering whether she’d enjoy the concert. It did not disappoint. The musician, Troy, owned the stage and sang from his soul. Then he looked up and his eyes met Clare’s. To Clare, it was like time had stopped in the few seconds they connected.
When the concert ended, Clare showed her backstage pass and was allowed access. She found Troy sitting alone in a room, strumming a soothing melody. Clare was content to just stand there and stare at his beautiful form, but he must have felt her eyes his on his back because he looked up and smiled.
“You’re the lady from the front row,” he said.
“Yes, it’s me.”
His eyes were so beautiful. Clare thought she could get lost in their blue depths.
“Your performance was splendid,” Clare said. “It made my birthday.”
“Today is your birthday?”
When Clare nodded, Troy smiled and drew his guitar closer and sang happy birthday to you, his eyes never leaving her face.
“Make a wish,” Troy said.
Clare didn’t know if it was the way his T-shirt stretched tautly across his chest or the way his slim fingers strummed the guitar, but something made her say, “I wish to be kissed right now.”
Troy dropped his guitar and went to Clare.
The kiss was hot and passionate, their tongues seeking, discovering. Clare gasped when his hand slipped under her blouse and unsnapped the front clasp of her bra. Her breath caught when he freed a nipple and stroked it while he ravaged her mouth, their breaths ragged and heavy. Clare reached for his T-shirt and pulled it over his head, and he returned the favor with her blouse. When he slipped a finger inside her wet heat, she thought she would die from all that pleasure.
Pinned against the wall, Clare let out a small cry when Troy dropped to his knees and sucked her hot, sweet nectar. His tongue on her clit was torture and paradise. She could feel her nub swelling as his tongue worked.
Suddenly, Troy stood up and started removing his belt. His hardness pressed against the stiff material of his jeans.
“I want to bury myself in your sweet, moist core,” Troy said as he undressed. “You’re so beautiful.” He sprang free and Clare’s eyes grew wide. Troy was massive.
He pinned her against the wall again and hooked one of her legs around his waist, then he entered her in one determined thrust. He filled and stretched her as he pounded her while they were both standing up. He withdrew till he was barely in her before slamming into her dripping wetness. They were both panting now.
Clare felt empty when he pulled out, but he smiled and said, “I just want to be inside you in another position.”
Clare turned around and bent down and held her ankles, offering herself to him from the back. He held her waist and entered her. Clare thought she would combust from pleasure. He reached under her and stroked her swollen clit as he thrust into her until Clare cried out.
Then he pulled out again and helped Clare into an upright position.
“I want to feel you in yet another angle,” he said.
He lifted Clare and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She closed her eyes in ecstasy. He was buried deeper than she would have thought possible, and yet he held her in his arms while he stood upright, his thrusts sleek and sharp. Clare’s wetness massaged his velvety hardness as his quick thrusts ravaged her. He bent his head and caressed her hard nipples with his tongue. She couldn’t take it anymore. A rainbow exploded in her vision and she trembled violently.
“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he said again, then he let out a guttural cry as his own orgasm tore through his body.
After they dressed up, Troy sang happy birthday to you all over again.
“What are you doing tomorrow night?” he asked her.
“Nothing,” Clare smiled. “Absolutely nothing.”
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