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This is my first story, so tell me if you like it, I could probably make it more erotic, but I need to know if this is alright for a starting point type thing… “Alexis! Are you ready for the concert?” yelled my friend Mark. “Yeah! Sure, just one second!” I said, applying my lipstick. I checked myself out in the mirror, pulling my pink hot pants down slightly, so they just cover my ass cheeks. My black bra showed threw my white top, so grudgingly, I decided to take off my bra, leaving my 34C breasts under my top.  “ALEXIS WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE!” shouted Mark, just as etimesgut escort I ran out of my room and down the stairs, my heels almost making me trip over. “Alright, alright, keep your pants on,” I said, grabbing my bag and walking out the door.  “You look so cute tonight,” Mark said, grabbing my ass with his hands, then holding me behind from my waist. I could feel my nipples hardening, only hoping that Mark hadn’t noticed. “Mark, I told you, I only like you as my friend!” I said, slapping his hands away from me. He looked at me, then eryaman escort walked to the car. We drove in silence to the concert, and then waited in the queue.  When we got to the front, I realized I’d left my ticket behind. “Tickets please,” said the bouncer.  Mike handed his in, and went in, leaving me behind.  “I forgot mine,” I said, “but I think we might be able to come to some agreement,” feeling horny after Mark hugging me from behind. My middle finger gently caressed his arm, as I bit my lip and looked at him. I could see him sincan escort focusing on my hard nipples through my top. “Er, sure, follow me,” he said, leaving another bouncer in his place.  We walked into one of the back rooms, which looked like a dressing room. He slammed the door shut.  “Well you’re a little slut, aren’t you? Walking in here, thinking you own the place. You haven’t even got a fucking ticket,” he said, glaring at me. “I left it at home,” I said, sitting on the edge of one of the couches, my legs spread apart slightly, “but I really want to see this concert,” I continued, stroking the inside of my legs slightly. “We’ll see about that, now spread you’re little slutty legs,” he said, leaning on the couch, positioning his head between my legs, “look at that, you are already wet.” He pulled away my panties, and licked my cunt in small flicks.

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