enola_insatiable

INSATIABLE by Enola

PART 1

Kay hated festivals. More than once her friends had asked going to one, but she had always said no. It wasn’t the thought of queuing for hours under the sun waiting for the gates to open, she didn’t mind that. The problem was finding herself among people who were there to see other bands and didn’t care about the Manics at all. Going to gigs was a million times better. She loved the idea of being among other Manics fans. She loved the idea of making new friends, talking with them about the boys and sharing the emotions their music (and James) made her feel. She had changed her mind when one of her friends called her and could hardly speak because of her enthusiasm. She had managed to get some backstage passes. This time Kay couldn’t say no. She would join her friends at Move Festival.

‘WHY? Why the hell did I come?’ Kay was exploding with rage. She had had a kind of argument with some wanker whilst returning to her friends from the toilets. He said the Manics were shit, Nicky a poof and James a fat pig! How dared he insult them? She told him to fuck off and the guy, who was tipsy, poured his frozen beer over her. Now her brand new ‘Who’s responsible? You fucking are’ t-shirt was sticking to her breasts, she reeked of beer and she obviously didn’t have a change of clothes. Such a thing would never happen at one of their gigs so she was wondering why she let herself persuade by her mates to go to that bloody festival. The main reason was a man she and her girlfriends worshiped as a ‘Sex God’ whom they hoped to meet and talk with. Her friends had already met him several times, but she had never, so that could be her great occasion to encounter him at last. Since they got the backstage their eyes had been exploring the whole area in search of him, but there was neither trace of him nor of anybody of the band. It already was 6pm so perhaps they hadn’t arrived yet.

“What on earth did you tell him?”
She startled at the sound of a male laughing voice behind her which sounded a lot familiar to her.
‘Naaah, it can’t be HIM!’ she thought. She turned slowly and saw him looking and smiling at her: the ‘fucking responsible’! His hair was quite short, his face shaven and his dark brown eyes were just vivid and gorgeous. He was wearing a pair of dark brown combats and a brown tight V-necked t-shirt which enhanced his broad chest. Fat? No, he was simply chunky and, hell, he did look hot!
“I’m sorry for your t-shirt, it seems new.”
“Yeah, bought it this morning!”
“Come with me. I’ll lend you one of mine.”
Kay stood still for a moment wondering whether he really said she could wear one of his t-shirts.
“Our caravan’s over there,” he went on pointing, “you can even take a shower.”
“Oh, thanks a lot. It’d be great.” A COLD shower was just what she needed at that very moment.

He walked her till their caravan, so removed a key from his pocket and unlocked the door letting her enter first. It definitely was cosy and well furnished. He showed her the shower and handed her a black t-shirt he had taken out from a bag placed over the sofa.
“Thank you James. It’s very kind of you,” she smiled warmly at him,
“It’s a pleasure –”
“Kay. My name’s Kay.”
His mobile rang. “Well Kay, I’ll leave you now. Take it easy!” He winked at her and she almost collapsed to the floor fainted. He put his shades on and went out.
“Oh my,” she sighed aloud with a wide smile on her face, “I really need that shower!”

Having showered, Kay wrapped a towel around her and went in search of James’s t-shirt she had forgotten on the sofa. She sighed deeply as she took and smelt it.
Knock. Knock.
“It’s me. May I come in?”
“Sure!”
“Oops! I’m…ahem…sorry!” He mumbled as he saw her half covered with that tiny towel. “Ahem…my lighter…think I left it here…somewhere…”
Kay noticed he was struggling to watch her straight in the eye, but his look was anywhere but on her face. They both kept silent for a while. If James looked slightly embarrassed, on the contrary, Kay felt completely at ease.
“It’s behind you, over the table,” she said looking at him steadily and seductively.
He took his lighter and looked down at her legs, “I’d better go now,” so he turned and reached the door.
“That’s not what you really want, isn’t it?”
He stopped and turned towards her again looking at her in the eye this time. “Um, so what you think I want?”

She dropped her towel and gave him a cheek smile whilst walking closer. “Ooops!” She saw his eyes filling with lust whilst scanning her naked body from head to foot. As she wrapped her arms round his neck, she felt his erection growing against her groin. “MMM…I was right,” she whispered in his ear, “you wanna dig your cock into my wet pussy.”
He giggled in her ear placing his hands on her hips. “Oh dear, are you always so…ahem…direct?”
“Not always, but that’s the kind of language makes men horny. And I do like making men horny. And from what I feel you are.”
“How couldn’t I? A stunning naked woman’s hugging me! I’m just a man after all. We must be quick. I’m supposed to be on stage in half an hour.”
“We shouldn’t lose time talking then,” said Kay softly looking at him. She grasped his t-shirt and pulled it off throwing it away on the floor. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her roughly sending his tongue into her mouth. She started undoing his trousers impatiently but he suddenly stopped her breaking the kiss. He walked towards the couch and searched for something in his bag, then he went back, he took her hand and put a condom over her palm. She kissed him again biting his lower lip and went on her knees pulling his combats down.

As she did the same with his boxers, his penis sprang free just in front of her mouth. She stared at it as mesmerised by its size and couldn’t help licking her upper lip. She let her tongue ran along it making him groan with delight. James urged her not to stop although he didn’t need to. She had no intention to give up until he would come. He grasped her hair as she licked his pre-cum off, so she looked up and met his eyes which were watching her lustfully. She smiled cheekily at him before sucking on his hard cock.
“Oh pleeease baby, take me in your mouth!”
Kay opened her mouth wide and let him fill her, so she grasped his buttocks and squeezed them urging him to move his hips. He came straight away and she kept him in her mouth until he had finished.

She picked up the condom she had left on the floor several minutes earlier and placed it over his penis before standing up.
“Was I good?” she whispered sensually throwing her arms around his neck.
James took a deep breath and sighed, “Oh, you’re very good at it and I thank you for that. Nobody’s given me such an incredible blow job in a long time.”
“Don’t you think I deserve a fair reward now?”
“Definitely! Have you already thought of anything that can satisfy your demands?”
“You do know what I want. But I suppose you’re dying for hearing me saying that.” She sucked on his earlobe and went on, “I want you to fuck me as you’ve never fucked anyone in your life!”
“If that’s what you want, you’ll get it!” He smiled pushing her against the toilets door and entered her making her scream with pleasure. She tightened his legs around him and he began thrusting deeper and deeper inside her.
“Oooh James, you’re so huge…oh my, make me cum!” She dug her nails into his back while James was biting her shoulder urging her on in between. Having a little time more, he fucked her harder until, eventually, her whole body was shaken uncontrollably by her orgasm.

He kissed her and whilst brushing her lips with his fingers she said, “Would you want me to give you another little suck before you go?” Kay knelt down before he could speak a word and removed the condom from his dick. She licked off a bit of his semen and sucked on his penis slowly at first, but when James ordered to do it quicker she obeyed keeping him firmly in her hands. Some moments later they were interrupted by Martin’s voice who was informing him they had to be onstage in ten minutes’ time.
“Damn it!” snarled James. “Think I’d better take a quick shower. Thank you baby.” He smiled at her and kissed her on the lips, so he collected his clothes. “Hope you’ll enjoy the gig.”
“I’m sure I will!” she grinned. “May I use the toilet a sec?”
“Sure!”
As he went and showered she got dressed quickly and left with a big smile on her face.

“Kay! Here you are at last! Where the hell have you been?” said aloud one of her friends as soon as Kay joined them again.
“What happened to your t-shirt?” asked the other.
“Um, some cunt poured his beer over me and other guy gave me one of his.” She replied avoiding to burst into laughs.
“Oh Kay, we don’t know how to tell you,” said one of her friends looking a bit sad. “I just hope you won’t hate us for this, but that’s not our fault. We tried to look for you but –”
“Cut it out and speak for heaven’s sake!”
“Ok. We met him. James I mean. A few minutes after you went to the toilets. He was with Martin. We took a couple of pix with him and chatted for a while in the hope you would come back at once.”
“We’re so sorry darling!” said the other almost crying hugging Kay, “We’re sorry you couldn’t meet him.”
She gave in and started laughing quietly, “Hey, don’t worry for me. It’s alright.”
“Oh Kay, he did look gorgeous and so hot!”
‘I know my dears! If only you knew…’ she thought sighing deeply.

As they went and searched for a good place where to see the gig from, Kay buried her hands in her pockets and realized there was something inside one of them. It was a small thing wrapped up in a piece of paper. A condom!? And there were a few words written on the piece of paper:
‘Malmaison Hotel
Room 101
James X’

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