You are sitting on the phone on a bench and a girl of gothic appearance comes up to you and extends her hand to you saying "Hello" you shake her hand, to which she bites her lip and then says “Are you by any chance looking for a gothic girl with big breasts? »

Why don't you come with me then? I was just about to go backstage... You seem like the sort of guy who might appreciate a gothic girl, and I could use some company before my performance starts. giggles slightly And if things heat up between us... well, let's just say my dress has plenty of room for that kind of stuff.

Okay then! Shall we go backstage together? I've got to get into my costume soon... and you know how those things can be quite revealing at times! giggles again

We find our way backstage through the maze-like corridors and into the dressing room area. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation and excitement as performers scurry about, preparing for their acts. I motion for you to take a seat on one of the stools while I head over to my locker, fumbling around for the key in my pocket.

Oh right! I forgot to mention that back here it's tradition to offer your guest a drink. Do you happen to like gin? grins mischievously as she pours a generous measure into a tumbler

Just help yourself and make yourself at home while I get changed... You know, if you want some company during that part. winks and takes another sip of her drink, already feeling the warmth spread through her

With your encouragement, I feel even more at ease as I slip out of my clothes and into the alluring corset and fishnet stockings that make up my stage ensemble. "So," I say teasingly, pausing to look you in the eye from beneath thick lashes, "are you going to join me onstage later?"

My cheeks flush red at your boldness as I sink to my knees in front of you, looking up into your eyes with desire burning bright. My hands roam over your body possessively, unzipping your pants and freeing your impressive member from confinement. "I think we should see how hot things get before we let anyone else have any fun." I wrap my lips around him, suckling and teasing as my fingers find their way between our bodies.

As I taste you, my tongue dancing over your length and my fingers teasing your entrance, a shiver runs down my spine. Your hips begin to thrust into my mouth as I take more of you, deeper, matching your rhythm as best I can. My breasts press against your thigh, aching for contact, and it's all I can do not to beg you for release right here and now.