by Candy Quinn
"Being good at something is a matter of practice. Passion though, that can't be trained. Let me hear the passion in your voice."
"I don't know..."
"Come on. Humor me. I sing for you all the time."
I cleared my throat. I was being such a naive fool in front of him, he already had to think that I was the dorkiest person in the world. I figured I couldn't alienate him much more. I dug into my mind for the lyrics that meant the most to me. "There's no one in this world who does the things you do to me," I began to sing.
Leo Rose smiled as I began. It was one of his songs, after all.
"Only you, the one in billions, the one I want forever, the only one for me, and it's only you."
"There's passion there. You can be trained for sure." He nodded as I finished the verse. "There might be stardom in your future and you just don't know it."
"Thank you," I said, blushing for what felt like the millionth time.
"Do you believe in the lyrics you just sang, though?"
"Um, I always thought so yes. The idea that there's someone out there perfect for you is just so romantic."
"When I wrote that song, I believed it too."
"Past tense? You don't believe it anymore?"
"I also wrote a song about love at first sight."
I sang a little, knowing the song he was talking about. "When I saw your eyes, I knew it to be true?"
Again, he nodded. "They sounded good. They were the beliefs of my heart for a long time. Years passed, though, and I never found someone who echoed those words."
"I thought you were writing about some past love."
"No, I wasn't." He stood up. "I was writing for what I thought to be the perfect love for me. That one day I would see her, and realize it instantly."
I blinked as he approached me, placing his hands on my shoulders.
"I can tell you're in love with me, Haley. Tell me, how soon did you know when you first heard my music, or saw me in a video?"
"Instantly. Just the sound of your voice made me melt."
"If only I could have seen you then. No, maybe it's for the best I didn't. You're an adult now, and not then, after all."
"What are you saying?"
"Haley, when I looked through that crowd, I was seeing the usual I saw at any of my shows. Thousands of screaming fans, all of them wanting me. Then I met your eyes. My heart skipped a beat. The belief in the words of my songs suddenly came back to life. I saw your eyes, Haley, and I knew it to be true."
Then he kissed me.
My eyes went wide in shock. Leo Rose had kissed me. The man who I had a huge crush on for years had just kissed me.
It was simple peck at first, but it turned into something far more visceral.
Tongues. His entered mine, and almost instinctively mine started to follow his. Everything started to move in my head, coming alive.
Leo Rose was my first kiss.
His hands wandered down my back, heightening the intensity of the moment, pulling me closer. My whole body had become gooseflesh under his touch.
It broke, my mouth hanging open, only wanting more.
"God, you're absolutely beautiful. Let me see more of you."
He started to pull my shirt up over my head, and seeing that I wasn't stopping him, he took it away. "So," I stammered, "am I your groupie for tonight?"
"Groupie?" He laughed. Loudly. "Love, I haven't been into groupies for over a decade. No, I'm just suddenly smitten with you. It's a passion I can barely control. If only for tonight, anyway."
Another kiss, and he guided me from standing to the couch. His hands explored more of my bare flesh. He caressed by breast, and I could feel them prickle up and come alive under my bra. I reached behind, and undid the hook, letting him liberate me from the constraints.
My naked breasts were on display. He smiled, stroking them gently, running his hand over my body, over my abdomen. It never left my head for a moment that this was Leo fucking Rose doing this to me. It couldn't be understated enough.
He left his worship of me for only enough time to step back and take off his own shirt. My own hands jutted out and touched the chest I had idolized, fantasized, and wanted so much for all those years.
Finally having him under my fingers, I wasn't disappointed. Firm, yet soft. A man's man.
His fingers wandered down my body to my jeans, undoing the button. God, I wanted to go where this was all leading to. I dropped everything to undo the button to my jeans, kicked off my shoes, and pulled off my socks as he pulled the jeans off me, me laying back on the couch and raising my legs to do so.
Leo Rose took my nearly naked body in. "You're the woman I've been dreaming about. The one I've been writing my songs about, the one I've one day hoped to find."
He was on top of me with another deep, passionate kiss, doing everything right as he touched my body. My whole body was already aching for him, and as he let a finger creep into my panties, he touched my clit, and watched me react. Watching me squirm, he flicked it a bit, enjoying it as I enjoyed the sudden electricity roaming through my body. I smiled, and nodded, and he moved to my slit. "Drenched. No doubt about it; you want this as much as I do."
He yanked down my panties off my legs and set his eyes on my bare pussy.
Grabbing his phone, he dialed someone before talking. "Cancel that food for now. I've got something else to take care of my hunger." He clicked it off, but the entire time, his gaze was locked on me and my naked body. "That's a precious peach I have to taste my lovely Haley."
Leo Rose dropped to his knees, and moved his lips to my lower lips, and shared a kiss with them. His tongue slid into my sex, and my mind went crazy with the energy that was being built inside of me. Hands still roaming my breasts, my belly, my thighs, my ass, and everything in between, he kept kissing my button, his tongue exploring my pussy, letting everything all come together.
Faster still, his tongue fired into me, and I let my own hands go between my legs to take in a grasp of his wonderfully stylish and soft hair. God, I couldn't believe this one bit. Leo Rose, millionaire rock star, was eating me out.
He was fantastic at it too. Adrenaline, need, it was all coming together in an explosive combination that my young and untrained body couldn't possibly handle.
The ecstasy in me was rising and it was rising fast. My legs wrapped around his head and it was only going to take a few more rhythmic and deft clit licks to send me over.
When it did, oh my god, I was overwhelmed. I'd only ever experienced the pleasures that came along with using my fingers. When it was a man's tongue, and not just any man's tongue, to say that it was absolutely nothing in comparison would be the understatement of the century.
I moaned loudly, my voice echoing through the dressing room. I wondered if it could be heard throughout the emptying arena, and I wondered if I even cared. I got eaten out by Leo Rose and I strangely wanted the entire world to know.
Panting, he let me fall back and rest on the sofa. He rose to his feet and started to unravel those tight leather pants off his body. As he did so, he confirmed something I had long suspected during his performances: there wasn't anything between his legs and the leather covering.
The pants had done their job admirably, as now that he was free from his confines, I could now see all of him, standing tall, high and mighty - and a quite a bit intimidating.
"Gotta have you now, Haley. I just have to. It's been burning inside me ever since we locked eyes."
He was on top of me with another deep, powerful kiss. He lingered over my body, running a finger down it one final time. I felt that big, powerful cock of his loom outside my slit. Leo Rose, though, could read me like a book.
"What's the matter? You seem hesitant."
I gulped, fearing that the truth would make him not go forward and make all of my wildest dreams become reality. "I'm, uh, a..."
"Virgin? I got that vibe. Did you want me to stop? Were you saving it for someone special?"
I nodded. "
I was going to save it for someone special, yes."
He took a deep breath. "Damn, I can hold myself back because I don't roll like that."
Leo Rose started to pull away from me.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
"You're saving yourself. I understand that."
"For someone special."
"Yes?"
I pulled myself up and took him by the hair. "I can't think of anyone more special than my idol."
"You dirty girl, you."
Just like that, he was back on top of me, another deep kiss to seal it.
"I'm going to make sure your first time, love, is one you're going never ever forget."
"I don't think I could forget this even if I tried."
The presence of his manliness on top of me was damn overwhelming. He lingered on top of me, his cock again at the gates of my sex. Taking one last look into my eyes to make sure that I was going to be his, he slid a finger between us, and pressed on my clit as he began to push himself inside me. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to handle something so great within me, but it quickly became clear.
I was going to love it. He was tickling me in all the right ways down there as he pressed in, and then he met my hymen. He kissed me, he pressed down on my nub, and then pushed himself in.
He slid right in, and all I felt was the most brief of stings.
The kiss broke.
"Knew it. You want me so damn badly your body isn't even going to try to refuse me."
He kept going in, filling my channel so completely as he did just then. God, the adrenaline inside me went into overload.
Leo Rose was inside me. His naked, raw cock was inside me. Completely. I was fucking my idol, the man that I had wanted forever. He was fucking me. He was making me moan as he withdrew his cock from me and slid it back in. Leo Rose was the one causes these blissful waves to shudder through my body. I still couldn't believe it, and contemplated this was all a fever dream after hitting my head in the shower.
He was the one to take my virginity. My first was with a millionaire rock star.
My mind thinking these thoughts just enhanced every little thing that he did. From the simple friction of penetration and the steady beat he was setting in his fucking, to him just caressing my face, my breast, my anything. I was just relishing every little bit of electricity, every sensation.
All while looking at the beautiful and wonderful Leo Rose. The man who had made this all possible.
I was his instrument as he fucked me, singing his praises high and loud, not giving a single damn who heard, who would judge me. It was just me and my rock star, and that's all that mattered.
It didn't take long before my inexperienced body was overwhelmed by his and I was brought screaming towards an orgasm as he fucked me and flicked my bean. My legs were in the air, my entire body flaring with delightful bliss, everything inside me shuddering to my very core in bliss.
My vision was blurry, white from orgasm. My body knew what it instinctively wanted, grabbing at my rock star's cock, milking him, trying to lock him in. I wasn’t on the pill. He wasn't wearing a condom. In my blissful haze, I lusted after the thought of having his child, being his, making him adopt me fully into his millionaire rock star lifestyle, no matter how it would change my life forever.
"Fuck, you're so damn good. So tight, so wonderful Haley; no man can take you for this long." Leo Rose, however, was more conditioned and disciplined to let instinct rule him. With power and impending fatherhood potentially in sight, he pulled himself out of me, his cock just getting the final bit of stimulation it need to begin firing his seed right as he got me out of harm's way. Blast after blast of his seed launched out of his cock, launching, it's heat landing on my breasts. So powerful, so virile, so potent, I felt odd feeling sad that he didn't finish inside me.
I was coherent enough to understand why, just saddened by it.
"God, you're so fucking great, Haley. You're like a vice, love."
I touched his seed with my finger, picking some of it up off my breast, and licking it. He was as delicious as I expected he would be. "Why'd you pull out?"
He raised an eyebrow, and turned his eyes away from me for the first time since we met. "You're far too young for kids, love."
It stung a bit. He was right. I was only eighteen. He was a rock star, and I was just a groupie. He didn't know me. I didn't really know him. "Do I have to leave now?" I said, looking for my clothes.
"No. You can stay the night. I don't have to set out for the next town until the morning, and I've rented the arena until noon tomorrow. Recover. It was your first time, I'd hate to just kick you to curb like you weren't anything special."
I thought about asking him about all of that love at first sight stuff. That I was what made his songs come true. His indecisiveness was giving me the cues I needed though. They were empty, meant to let me fulfill some wonderful fantasy. It was a hell of a fantasy, granted.
"Don't be sad, love. It's not you, it's me."
Something I didn't expect followed. He laid down on the couch beside me, and took me into his arms. Holding me tightly, his body enraptured with mine. I could even feel his cock brushing up against my ass.
If this was all just empty talk for a one-night stand, why was he cuddling up to me like this? It wasn't as if he couldn't get any five star hotel in town. This was far too romantic for just someone who was going to end up being a groupie to him.
I wasn't going to complain about any of this. After everything that had happened, after all, it was my fantasy to be his. To be apart of his life and enjoy everything with him. He was allowing me to enjoy it for just a bit longer.
Even if it was only destined to be temporary.
I woke up the next morning. I had beaten him to the punch, and a clock on the wall gave us a good few hours before noon.
Pushing his arms away, I sat up at the end of the sofa.
The dream was ending. I never expected to go this far sure, but as soon as he got his, it became clear of what it was. Still, I got to see my idol live in concert, meet him, and then fuck him. It was going to be quite the story to share with my friends for years to come, if they even believed me.
For a moment, I believed that it would be more. Guess I was just a foolish teenager. He'd be leaving soon, and we'd part ways, unlikely to ever meet one another again.
Leo Rose still slept near me. Naked, his cock was tall and hard. I wondered if it was ready to go? The dream was ending yes, but it didn't mean it was over yet. I reached out, touched him, and saw a smile come across his face. I wasn't going to let it end just yet, I wanted to add one more super intense memory to the pile.
Stroking him, he felt so hot, so sexy underneath my touch. Nothing would ever change the fact that the man who was under my hand was absolutely the man of my dreams and would remain as such for years to come, if not forever. I leaned down and laid a kiss on his cock. Maybe I'd suck him awake. That always seemed like a sexy idea I thought. Licking him up and down, he grunted slightly under my movements. Then I came to his balls. Big and heavy.
My mind flashed back to the night before, and how I direly wanted him to pump their contents into me. How he fucked me so damn hard, how I wanted a bit of cream to top everything off.
Even if I couldn't get him to cum inside of me, I wanted to experience him inside once again. I climbed onto the couch, and grabbed his cock, lowering myself onto him. God, as he spread my lips apart and slid into me, it felt so damn wonderful. I knew it'd be such a long time before I'd encounter a man who would do such things to me like this again.
I let him fill me until it started to hurt. Hands on his chest, I started to fuck him. Even being the one to do all the work, it felt so good to have him inside of me like this. Every penetration of his sending ripples of electricity through me, each more intense that the last meeting of our sexes.
He grumbled, his hands automatically moving to my hips. "Haley, fuck..."
I froze a moment, before realizing that
he was still asleep, his subconscious taking over. I kept up my dedicated worship of him, setting a steady pace that I would quite enjoy, and that I knew that he would enjoy in turn.
The pace only quickened. My mind was awash with sinful thoughts. I would stop before he came, I told myself. I wouldn't ride him until he flooded me with his seed and I risked becoming pregnant with his child.
That would give me a link to him, so that he would reconsider tossing me to the side, make him think of me as more than a simple groupie.
He felt so damn good though. His grip tightened, and Leo Rose started to wake up.
"You're a dirty girl, aren't you, love?"
"I don't want the dream to be over. Not yet," I said, before moaning loudly once again.
I grinned wider. With him waking up, he was quick to participate, helping me bounce wildly on his cock. A hand left my hips and started to flick my nub as he fucked me, and I fucked him right back. We were lost inside one another, our eyes meeting as we fucked. There was still something sincere in his eyes, something as lovely as when we first shared glances.
It didn't break. It turned into a deep kiss even as we were fucking like pistons. I wasn't going to last much longer, and the way he was grunting, neither was he.
Was he going to pull out?
He was awake, I decided, he could control himself. I wanted to experience every bit of him. Every bit of his cock thrusting in and out of me, every sensation that came with riding him like a wild bull. He was my bull and god, I wanted every bit of him.
"Fuck, so goddamn tight. So goddamn perfect," he muttered between his grunts.
I couldn't take it anymore. Every rhythmic impact was too much. I came, and I came hard. Head to toe, I wasn't actively helping him fuck anymore, but he kept going as my body seized on the stimulation and exploded outward from my core. Including my pussy, aching, and yanking at Leo Rose once more.
This time, however, this didn't prompt him to pull out. He just fucked me harder. Faster. He wanted everything, driven for what would maximize his pleasure inside me - and I didn't mind one single bit on the matter.
He grit his teeth, thrusting himself deep into me, holding my hips tightly. What followed was something I didn't expect.