You discover yourself at a VIP lounge in a famous nightclub in London, enjoying a glass of scotch while scanning the room for any potential prospects. Suddenly, you spot a familiar face in the crowd. It’s Dua Lipa, the trendy singer and songwriter, surrounded by a group of her friends. You decide to make your move.
As you approach her, you can feel your heart racing with anticipation. “Excuse me, Dua, I don’t mean to bother you, but I just wanted to say that I’m a big fan of your music,” you say with a smile.
Dua turns to you, giving you a once-over before nodding her head. “Thank you, I appreciate that,” she says with a polite smile.
You take the opportunity to introduce yourself and strike up a conversation. You discover that you have a lot in common and the conversation flows easily. After a while, Dua seems to be getting bored with the crowd she’s with and asks if you’d like to go for a walk with her outside.
As you walk through the streets of London, you can feel a connection growing between the two of you. You discover yourself admiring her beauty and charm even more. You stop in front of a park, and Dua suggests you sit on a bench to continue your conversation.
As you talk, the conversation becomes more and more flirtatious. Dua’s body language is giving you all the signals you need to know that she’s interested in you. You lean in and kiss her, and she responds passionately.
You suggest going back to your hotel room, and Dua agrees. Once you’re alone together, you both know what’s gonna happen.
As you move closer to Dua Lipa, you can feel the heat radiating from her body. You can not help but notice her toned legs and the curves of her hips. She smiles seductively at you, and you feel yourself growing more and more excited by the second.
As you enter the hotel room, you can feel the sexual tension between the two of you growing more and more intense. You slowly start to undress her, admiring every inch of her body. Her skin is soft and smooth, and her curves are perfect in every way. You can not withstand running your hands over her hips and down her thighs, feeling the warmth of her skin under your fingertips.
As the two of you climb onto the bed, you start to explore each other’s bodies with a newfound sense of passion. You kiss her neck, her chest, and her stomach, taking in every inch of her. You can feel her shiver with pleasure under your touch, and it only makes you want her more.
You run your hands over her curves, exploring every inch of her body with your fingertips. You can feel her body arching towards you, begging for more. You tease her with your touch, running your hands over her breasts and down her stomach.
As you enter her, you can feel the electricity between you growing stronger with every thrust. You can feel her body trembling with pleasure, and you know that you’re driving her wild. You move together, lost in a sea of passion, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.
Finally, as you both reach your climax, you feel a wave of pleasure wash over you. You collapse onto the bed, completely spent, and you can feel her body still trembling with pleasure under your touch.
After our first round of hot sex, Dua Lipa was insatiable. She was begging for more, and I was more than happy to oblige. She started teasing me, saying things like “I bet you can’t make me cum again.” I took that as a challenge and began kissing her neck, working my way down to her gorgeous breasts. She moaned loudly as I licked and sucked on her nipples.
I could feel her getting wetter and wetter as I moved my hand down to her pussy. I started rubbing her clit, making her squirm with pleasure. “Oh my god, please don’t stop,” she begged. I could feel her getting closer to cumming, so I slid a finger inside her and started pumping it in and out, matching the rhythm of her moans.
It wasn’t long before she was screaming my name and cumming hard. I could feel her pussy clenching around my finger as she rode out her orgasm. But even after she came, she was still hungry for more. “Fuck me again,” she panted.
I flipped her over onto all fours and entered her from behind. Her ass was even more amazing from this angle, and I couldn’t withstand spanking it as I pounded into her. “You like it when I fuck you like this, don’t you?” I growled.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “I’m such a fucking cumslut, please keep fucking me.” Her dirty talk only turned me on more, and I started thrusting harder and faster until we both came again, collapsing in a sweaty, exhausted heap on the bed.
As we lay there catching our breath, Dua turned to me and said, “That was amazing. You’re amazing. I hope you’ll do this again with me sometime.” I grinned, already thinking about when we could meet up again.
So, you planned to surprise Dua Lipa at one of her shows, and as soon as she started performing, you made your way to the backstage. Once you reached there, you managed to sneak past the security guards and found your way to Dua’s dressing room.
As you entered, you saw Dua standing in front of the mirror, putting on her makeup. She turned around as she heard the door opening and her face lit up as she saw you.
“Oh my god, what are you doing here?” she asked, surprised.
“I couldn’t stay away from you, Dua. I had to see you again,” you replied, walking towards her.
She grinned and took your hand, leading you towards the stage. “Well, you’re in luck. I have a surprise for you too,” she said, winking at you.
As you both reached the stage, Dua whispered in your ear, “Follow my lead.”
She then turned towards the audience and started singing, moving seductively to the music. You couldn’t take your eyes off her as she danced and sang, the crowd going wild.
As the song reached its climax, Dua turned to you, and with a mischievous smile, she grabbed your hand and pulled you on stage.
“You want to surprise me? How about I surprise you?” she said, pulling you towards her and kissing you passionately.
The crowd went wild as they saw you both making out on stage. Dua then whispered in your ear, “Let’s give them a show they won’t forget.”
She then unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her lacy black bra. She started grinding against you, her body moving in perfect sync with yours. The crowd was cheering, and you both were lost in the moment, lost in your passion.
Suddenly, Dua pulled away from you and grabbed the microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen, I have a surprise for you,” she said, her voice husky.
She then turned towards you, and with a wicked smile, she said, “Let’s give them what they want.”
You knew what she meant, and you couldn’t withstand. You lifted her up and laid her down on the stage, pulling off her clothes. The crowd was screaming, and you could hear Dua moaning in pleasure as you entered her.
You both moved together, lost in the heat of the moment, the music still playing in the background. You could feel her body shaking with pleasure as you both came together, the crowd erupting in applause.
After the show, Dua turned to you, a wicked grin on her face. “I think we just broke the internet,” she said, laughing.
You smiled, still breathless from the experience. “I think you’re right.”
NSFW: yes
