Fuck A Fan POV Pt 1
The video begins with a close-up view of a large, thick black cock being handled by shapely female hands. The man’s voice, deep and ragged, groans with pleasure. “Yeah, you like that, baby? Stroke that big black cock for daddy.”
The woman, her eyes lusty and eager, obeys without hesitation. She pumps the shaft, massage the swollen head with her palm, watching in awe as it grows harder and pulses in her grip. “It’s so big,” she breathes. “So much bigger than I ever imagined.”
The man chuckles, a seductive rumble. “Not too late to back out, sweetheart. This ain’t your average dick. I ain’t your average man.” He punctuates the statement with a thrust of his hips, pressing his cock against her soft lips.
She parts them, takes him into her hot mouth. Sucks him deep, moaning around his girth. Her tongue swirls, explores every inch as it can reach. He groans, thrusts deeper. She takes it, adapts. Relaxes her throat and swallows him whole.
For long minutes, they stay like this. The wet sounds of sucking, slurping. The grunts, moans of mutual pleasure. She revels in his dominant presence, the eroticism of this forbidden encounter. He savors the intimate connection, the joy of pleasuring such an eager fan.
Finally, he pulls out. Smirks down at her flushed face, glazed lips. Her eyes are hazy with lust, cheeks dimpled with dirty delight. With a possessive growl, he reaches for the box of dildos beside the camera and selects a realistic looking replica of his own member.
“Get those tits out,” he commands, thrusting the toy at her. “Wrap them around this.”
She complies, freeing her laudable breasts from her top and wrapping them around the base of the dildo. She squeezes, pumps up and down, moaning in both fantasy and reality. All the while, he watches, strokes his own throbbing erection.
“Good girl,” he rumbles. “Now sit on that fumble and give the camera a show.”
She eagerly positions the fat pink head at her entrance. The teasing friction has her throbbing. “oh god,” she pants. “I need it.”
With a seductive waggle to her ass, she rolls the cock into her soaked folds. It grows wetter right away. Groaning, she bounces on it. Jumps and rolls, brutally fucking herself on the fake dick, reveling in this taboo peak.
The man continues to stroke himself, watches her with hooded eyes and dark pupils. His breathing grows heavier, groans louder. She knows he’s close. Tries to speed up her pace, panting and trembling, hoping for a final blast just for her.
“Ah, ah, ahhhh!” At last, with a high pitched squeal and gushing, she comes. Her pussy throbs, glistens, squeezes around the vibrator. She rides the waves of bliss, knowing that despite the toy’s precision, it doesn’t compare to the real thing.
As she slowly comes down, she realizes the camera has cut. Seems the only thing hotter than making it with a fan was apparently not making it public. She takes a deep breath and gathers herself, fixings her clothes and collecting her skin.
The man is fast asleep, a erection tenting the sheet but doing nothing to relieve it, snoring quietly. She leaves without a word, knowing she’ll never forget this encounter. Hopefully he won’t either.
As she slips out of the hotel, she wonders if any other fans are booked for events that weekend. Maybe if she plays her cards right, she can slip backstage and get a POV audience with another rock legend. A dirty dream and a name to remember, just for sharing a sexual fantasy