I recently had my first club experience since the pandemic began, and it was an unforgettable night. I put a lot of effort into my outfit, wearing a mini skirt and top that accentuated my curves. I felt all eyes in the club on me, and I loved it. Guys kept coming up to me, trying to buy me drinks, and I happily accepted. I was twerking and teasing in ways I hadn’t done in so long, completely caught up in the moment.
Things got even better when one of our friends was invited to join a VIP table at the club, and she took us along with him. We later found out that our friend was part of the act’s entourage, which made the experience even more special. After a while of us all sitting together at the table, he asked if any of us wanted to come with him backstage. My friends quickly declined, citing their tiredness and the need to get home. I, however, thought he was bluffing and decided to take the chance. I accepted his offer and went with him, leaving my friends behind.
When I arrived backstage, I was the only girl and I was drinking with the artist and his friends. After a few drinks, the artist drunkenly pulled me onto his lap and began to rub my shoulder. I was feeling a thrill of excitement as he asked if I wanted to see his changing room. I knew what was happening and I couldn’t help myself from being intrigued. His friends were grinning knowingly, as if they could sense the electricity between us. I followed him, my heart beating faster with anticipation.
We sat down and he immediately told me to hand him my panties. I nervously did as he asked, and he started kissing and fingering me right away. His touch was gentle and passionate, and I felt my body respond instantly. I felt a warmth spreading through my body, and I had to stifle a moan as he continued to explore my body. I felt like I was in a trance, and I was lost in the pleasure he was giving me. I was eager to please him, so I took off his belt and got down on my knees in front of him. He had a big, black cock that was throbbing with anticipation, and I started to give him a slow, sensual blowjob, running my tongue over his shaft and taking him deep into my throat. I could feel him shudder with pleasure as my lips moved around him, and the intensity of his pleasure increased as I increased the speed and pressure.
He then grabbed me from behind and started thrusting into me hard, faster and faster. I tried to keep up with his pace but his big dick was hurting me and I was starting to get sore. I begged him to slow down, but he kept going and I started to feel humiliated. He then called me a dirty slut and told me to take all of his big dick, and I reluctantly complied. I screamed out in pain as he pushed himself deeper and deeper inside of me, but he kept going and I was unable to escape his powerful thrusts. I felt a mix of humiliation and pleasure as he continued to ravage my body. He pulled out then grabbed my head and pulled it towards his crotch, telling me to suck his dick. I hesitated for a moment, but then I felt his hand on my head and I knew I had to comply. I slowly licked and sucked his cock, and soon he was close to cumming. I felt a thrill of pleasure as he started to moan, and then he suddenly erupted, cumming down my throat as I kept licking and sucking him. I felt a mix of satisfaction and disgust as he finally pulled away, and I knew I had just experienced something I would never forget.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/100y1yo/the_day_i_fucked_a_famous_rapper_mf