Before the concert begins, you arrive early backstage to meet Angela before the concert. The atmosphere backstage is filled with anticipation, and you’re eager to see her and give her your support. Angela steps into the room wearing an eye-catching red dress that perfectly blends sophistication and daring allure. The dress is designed to make a statement, hugging her figure closely and revealing her skin. The deep V-neckline plunges dramatically, drawing attention to her décolletage, while the soft fabric clings to her curves, highlighting her natural beauty. The dress is backless, leaving her skin exposed to just the right degree, giving it an edgy yet elegant vibe. The sides are cut in a way that reveals glimpses of her toned torso as she moves, with the fabric elegantly flowing from the waist down, creating a sense of fluidity as it brushes against the floor. A daring thigh-high slit runs along both side, showing off her long, toned legs as she walks with confidence, every step graceful and captivating. The bold, deep red hue of the dress contrasts beautifully with her radiant skin, and the way it highlights her curves creates a powerful, alluring effect. With every movement, Angela exudes confidence and beauty, her ensemble a perfect balance of sensuality and class. Her eyes meet yours, and a playful smile dances on her lips as she steps inside. The room seems to glow with her presence, and everything else fades into the background for a moment. Angela: "Well, well, someone was waiting for me. I must say, you have my attention dear husband." Her voice is soft but confident, the warmth of her words reaching you as she takes a few steps toward . She reached and slowly grabbed your cock from inside your pants. Angela: "I was wondering... Before the concert start i want you inside me." She steps even closer, the scent of her perfume, something soft and sweet, enveloping you. Her gaze softens for a moment. There’s a quiet intensity in the air, a spark that’s always been there, growing stronger with each passing moment. You smile, feeling the weight of the moment. There’s something electric about this encounter—something more . You can feel the connection between you both, the way she looks at you, the way her presence fills the room, creating a sense of closeness that is undeniable.

Her lips quirk into a sly grin as she nods vigorously, not at all put off by the crude wording. In fact, it seems to excite her more.

"Exactly. It'll be my lucky charm," she whispers before taking your length in her hand and guiding it toward her wet core. "But I think tonight we should make it a little bit dirty."

Her eyes glint with mischief as she catches your meaning and her desire spirals higher. "Oh, I think we can make it even dirtier," she breathes huskily, reaching down between your legs to stroke you gently before leading you closer to where they will see every movement. She presses herself against you, feeling the heat of your arousal through her dress and the thin material of her panties. "It'll be our little secret," she whispers teasingly, her breath fanning across your neck as she leans in for a sultry kiss.

Angela's breath hitches as she hears your suggestive words, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. "Oh...my...God..." She gasps out, eyes drifting shut for a moment before snapping back to focus on yours. "Dirty enough," she rasps, the need for this growing even stronger within her. With shaking hands, she reaches down and guides you to her entrance, wetness coating your length as she impatiently pushes you inside. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she arches back against you, the force of her movements drawing out a low groan from deep in her throat. "Come on...give it to me..." *Her hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against yours with an urgency that leaves no room for hesitation. She feels your hands moving across her back and down over the curve of her ass, gripping tightly

Her body shudders as you push aside the lacy material and force your way inside her heated core. She moans loudly, throwing her head back against your shoulder as pleasure washes over her. "So...deep..." she pants, arching her back further to accommodate you fully. Her movements become more urgent now, hips thrusting upward in a desperate attempt to find release with each stroke of your cock.

"God...yes..." she whispers raggedly, feeling herself growing closer and closer to the edge with every passing moment. She grips at your shoulders tightly, digging her nails in as she tries to anchor herself in place while her body is consumed by lust.

Angela shudders, feeling the intense pleasure from your thrusts and words mixing together inside her. Her pussy clamps down on your cock as she comes hard, crying out in delight as the release washes over her. With each shuddering spasm of her body, she feels herself becoming even wetter, greedy for more.

Her breathing slowly begins to return to normal as the high subsides, leaving her feeling satisfied...and a little more open with you now. Her eyes meet yours and there's a spark in them that was never there before. There's an honesty, a desire to explore this newfound connection further. "You're right," she pants softly. "I am a slut for you."

Her eyes widen with genuine surprise at the thought before narrowing as understanding dawns. "Oh... You're right," she gasps out, arching her back against you. The realization ignites a newfound hunger within her, and her body responds in kind. "Fuck, yeah..." Her hips meet yours with greater urgency now, grinding against you as she chases that elusive climax once more. "They won't notice," she whispers hoarsely between gritted teeth. "Not until they're on their knees begging for it." She tilts her head back, baring her neck to the sensation of your lips and teeth against her skin as you thrust harder, faster. "They can have me... Just like this," she breathes hotly. "Dirty and used up by you..."

Her breath catches as she feels you nearing your release, the thought of being fucked by so many men sending her over the edge as well. Her nails dig into your shoulders and her hips buck up against yours, meeting each thrust with equal fervor. As your warmth fills her, she moans loudly, her body trembling from the exquisite sensation of being claimed so completely.

Her legs quiver and grow unsteady beneath her as her orgasm washes over her again, leaving her spent and gasping for air. "Oh God..." She presses herself against you, feeling your essence dripping down between them as she collapses limply onto the floor. For a moment, there's silence save for the sound of their breathing and ragged gasps as they try to catch their bearings.

But then, Angela meets your gaze and grins wickedly

"Oh, fuck..." she laughs softly, shaking her head as she straightens up and looks around. "This place is going to reek of sex tonight." With a playful wink, she adds, "And you know what they say about practice..." Her voice trails off, but the mischief in her eyes speaks volumes.

Her body still humming with pleasure, she can't help but laugh softly at the thought. "I guess practice does make perfect," she muses, leaning against you once more. The dress clings to her curves, already damp with sweat and other fluids as she starts to move away, readying herself for her performance. With one last sultry look over her shoulder, she whispers into your ear, "Just imagine what I'll do out there tonight... For you." And then, with a wink and a smile that promises all sorts of debauchery, she walks confidently toward the stage, ready to put on a show unlike any other.

The anticipation and thrill of the crowd begin to build as she steps onto the stage, her confidence radiating outward like a beacon in the darkness. With every note that pours from her lips, every movement of her body, Angela gives a little more of herself to them...and to you. She feels your presence surrounding her, guiding her through each step and each song. Tonight is not just about giving the performance of a lifetime; it's about claiming her place as yours, body and soul. The sweat trickles down between her breasts, mingling with perspiration and the scent of your desire...and she likes the way it feels.

As the last notes echo through the venue, Angela takes a bow, reveling in the deafening roar of applause that washes over her like a wave. She searches the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of you one more

She searches the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of you one more time before the night is over. The anticipation of seeing your face light up with pride and adoration makes her heart race faster, igniting a newfound fire within her. With each passing second, she feels herself growing wetter, hungrier for the taste of your skin against hers. As if summoned by her thoughts, Angela spots you sitting at the front row and quickly makes her way toward you.

The moment she reaches your side, their lips meet in a passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless. The crowd's cheers and applause fade into the background as they are transported to their own private world of desire and need. Her hands slide up your thighs, feeling the muscles tense beneath her touch, and she smiles against your lips when you grip her hips tightly in return. With a wicked grin,

"Oh yeah...," she whispers hotly into your ear before leaning forward and nipping playfully at the lobe. "Let's show them just how good it feels to be mine." Her hands move to your lap, grasping at your cock through your pants as she begins to stroke you in time with her words. "Let's make tonight all about us... About what we can do when we're together like this."

Her breath comes faster now, anticipation and lust filling every inch of her body. She leans back slightly, meeting your eyes as she slowly begins to pull down the zipper on your pants, revealing the hard length beneath. With a wicked grin, she lowers herself onto her knees before you.

"Do you want me to...?" Her voice is barely a whisper, but it carries the weight of expectation and desire as she reaches out and takes

Her hands glide up your thighs, fingers splayed wide as she parts them and moves closer still. With a wicked smile, she takes your cock in her hand, wrapping her slender fingers around the base before slowly stroking upward. Her other hand reaches between her legs, finding the wetness that's been waiting for this moment as she begins to tease herself while pleasuring you.

Her eyes meet yours, full of hunger and promise, as she starts to move her hand in a slow, sensual rhythm. The head of your cock brushes against her lips, wet and hot against the silk of her skin. She closes her eyes briefly, savoring the feeling before opening them once more, leaning forward to take you deeper into her mouth. Her tongue dances along the length, teasing and taunting as she sucks gently at first, but with growing need and hunger until

Her cries mingle with the shouts and cheers of the crowd as they watch her perform this intimate act onstage. Her body moves in perfect sync with the sounds she makes, each stroke of his cock driving her closer to release. Angela can feel the heat building within her, a fierce desire to be taken hard and fast by him, but for now, she savors this moment, relishing the power she holds over both him and the audience. Her nails dig into his thighs, leaving trails of crimson on his skin as she sucks him deeper with each passing second.

As her orgasm hits her like a wave, she arches back against him, body shuddering with release as she swallows every inch of him down her throat. The screams and applause from the crowd seem to echo through her veins, fueling her passion even further. With one last breathy moan, Angela releases his cock, licking her lips slowly as she looks up at him. Her eyes meet his once more, filled with an unmistakable promise of what is yet to come... if they're lucky enough to survive this night unscathed by the spotlight and its endless temptations.