and preening, so Ali was sure that she
looked fantastic. And her confidence level was sky high. After they’d both said
hello to their friends and they’d talked with some other radio people that were
there, Paul and Ali hugged, then they went their separate ways. Paul wanted to
chat with Love Core’s manager backstage, but Ali had a completely different strategy
in mind.
Right
now she only needed a good place to stand, since all of the tickets for this
show were general admission. No reserved seats…just open space near the stage.
Not a problem though, since Ali had been to this venue many times before. She already
knew where the best spots were to watch the band, and once she’d made plans to
rendezvous with Paul afterwards, Ali hurried to secure her usual close view.
She
made her way to the front of the stage, edging through the crowd until she was almost
at the rail. Fans were stuffed in tight at the front, crammed together so
close that there was barely any standing room left to spare and one could
hardly move around on the arena floor. But, the big thick crowd was perfect
for Ali’s purposes. Just right for some special hot fun that she’d planned for
the night. Her bold idea didn’t require much space. And she would gladly
trade a bit of temporary discomfort for a good look at Zane onstage.
Still,
conditions within the mosh pit were demanding for Ali. Heavy sweaty bodies
crowd-surfed over her head and she got brushed several times by their large flying
feet. The air was so stifling that Ali could barely breathe. People pushed
and shoved, the temperature rose then soared from the bright lights, yet Ali held
her ground and she stayed in place, right at the front of the overcrowded audience,
for the entire two hours of Love Core’s sold-out show.
Ali
couldn’t be moved. She refused to take her mesmerized eyes off the prize. She
remained focused on her intimate mission, and Ali stared at Zane as if he was
the only man onstage. Never mind the rest of the band. Ali knew which one she
wanted. Their gorgeous lead singer was irresistible….delectable to gaze upon…flawless
to behold.
Close
up, she could see many more details than the videos showed. And Ali marveled
at Zane’s striking handsome face, perfect smooth skin, with a well shaped nose
and strong chiseled chin. Ali’s eyes roamed over his big thick chest, broad wide
shoulders and tattooed muscles, his full firm sexy lips, the adorable dimples
when he smiled at the crowd, and she wanted to touch Zane’s wavy mane of long brown
hair that swung around with every step he’d take.
She
studied each nuance and expression in his deep blue eyes, as Zane belted out
the band’s most popular hit tunes. Ali screamed when Love Core played her
favorite songs. From the very first notes, Zane’s spellbinding voice and the riveting
guitar sounds produced intense emotions mingled with sharp desire inside her.
Watching
the band perform, Ali experienced an unprecedented level of bodily pleasure, an
indescribable reaction so strong from hearing those beloved songs that she
gasped, shuddered, ached for more. Ali had never been so turned on before.
Not by a rock concert, or any previous live performance. Not by any other band.
Or a lead singer either! The absolute ecstasy that Love Core’s music caused astonished
Ali. Its hypnotic sensuous effects were virtually inescapable.
Ali
couldn’t resist the music’s ruthless pull. And her lustful excitement only grew,
multiplied, and swelled to new heights with every sweet note from Zane’s splendid
emotional vocal chords. His elegant breathtaking singing abilities gripped her
feminine psyche, his potent sizzling artistic lyrics violated her mind.
Ali’s
cunt responded with a slippery damp flood, as Zane’s voice brought her to the
edge of total bliss…and his awesome power