I was a face in the crowd. The support act was playing away and the fans jumping up and down to the beat of the music. I stood near the back keeping my eye on the stage waiting for her to arrive. I've been to lots of her concerts, an anonymous face amongst the throngs of people. I'm happy when I see her as she runs onto the stage. She always looks into the crowd and I wonder if she can see me. Do her eyes really stare at me as she sings?
A load of cheering and clapping signals the end of the support acts show. I haven't taken much notice of them but from the sounds of the crowd they must have been ok. This happens to me all the time. As I wait I blank everything else around me out. I hear nothing I see nothing. My body stiffens as the light in the room goes out and the music starts up. The guitar begins to play a solo and the others in the band join in as the tune progresses. The light suddenly comes on, a single spotlight shines down on her as she opens her mouth to sing.
I stare at her and look into her eyes wondering if she can see me. I watch her body as it moves to the sound of the song she sings. The clothes she wears hug her slim body. Her breasts pushing at the top she wears. I can see her nipples erect as the excitement of the surroundings takes over her. Is she turned on by this adoration by all these people? I stare at her legs as the light shines through the thin skirt she is wearing. My body begins to ache, my penis becoming erect as she sings. She dances seductively as she sings and I swear she's doing it for me. Am I obsessed? I guess so. But she is all I dream for, childish I know but a man my age can fantasize.
I sink inside myself transfixed by her beauty and dream of what her body is like beneath the clothes, what it feels like to touch her skin to taste her, to smell her, to kiss her. The music goes louder, my erection harder. I feel the blood draining through my body as my penis swells and then it ends the crowd scream and shout and clap. She walks off the stage and the lights come on. I can feel myself getting red in the face as my penis still bulges and throbs in my pants. I need to get out of the bright lights.
I head towards the rear of the building and open a fire door. A cool breeze blows in at me and I begin to feel better as my heart rate slows down. Looking up the alley I see another door open further down and she steps out. The wind blows her hair, she turns and smiles at me and stares intently as if trying to read my mind. After a couple of minutes she walks back inside and the door slowly begins to close. I run to it and grab hold before it shuts.
My hands are shaking, what am I thinking of doing? I walk inside, there's a corridor with rooms off to each side. Moving down the corridor I see one of the doors to the dressing rooms partially open. I peep inside through the slit in the door. She's there stood in front of a full length mirror. I can see she is wearing a dressing gown and it's open. I watch her in the mirror takes each breast in a hand and beigins to massage her breasts. I watch as her nipples begin to grow in size. She takes her right hand and slides it between her legs. It moves slowly back and forth her fingers sliding inside slowly and controlled. Her left hand continues to massage her nipples in turn. Removing her right hand that I could see was glistening, she places it inside her mouth and begins to suck her fingers tasting the juices on them. My penis, which had obviously swelled yet again, throbbed and I could feel the veins in it pulsing as the blood pumped inside.
