I love being onstage. At one of my recent shows I bonded with this adorable girl named Andrea. She had the sweetest brown eyes and long brown hair. We always joked about whose boobs were bigger, but we all knew she had me beat. We started a "pre-show grope" tradition, and before every show would playfully touch each other once, for good luck.
The last night we went in to the stairwell to carry out our tradition, and when she squeezed my breast I felt a tingle run through my body. I was so surprised I didn't notice my friend Cal had been watching our every move. I had always been attracted to Cal, but it seems we were never together at the right time. He just smiled devilishly and we took our places.
After the show, Andrea and I waited until the dressing room was clear before we got changed. We both hated the heat and noise of 20 girls in a tiny dressing room. We turned the radio on and started goofing off and dancing. I couldn't help but notice how her breasts moved in her pretty black lace bra. She commented on how good my ass looked in my mesh thong, and before I knew what was going on she kissed me. She was so innocent; I couldn't believe what was happening. I started to unclasp her bra as she ran her hands over my back and squeezed my ass. Her breasts tumbled out and I started sucking on her nipples. She groaned in pleasure.
When there was a knock at the door, we both turned in surprise. Cal looked as shocked as we did. I moved over to him quickly and started to take off his shirt. "How long have you wanted me?" I asked. "Too long." He groaned, and kissed me hard on the mouth. His hands ravaged my body as our tongues danced together.