by Candy Quinn
Leo Rose came inside me. Burst after burst of his seed rushed into me, splashing against my insides, swirling around my vulnerable, fertile body. My eyes went wide, and the sensation was almost like I got to orgasm again. It felt so damn good to have him inside me, so good to have his essence filling me so completely. I was in paradise at that moment, I knew I would never experience something so great ever again.
He too was laying back, his eyes closed, breathing deep. "Fuck, why is your pussy so amazing Haley?"
I had no answer. There was a brief moment of silence that followed. It turned awkward as I realized what he had just done. The dice we had just rolled.
"Fuck! Get off me, now!"
I obliged, having his cock leave me one last time. I sulked to the side of the couch.
Leo Rose bolted to his feet. "Fuck! Fuck, how could I have been so fucking dumb?"
"What's wrong?"
He glared at me. Fury. Pure anger was in his eyes. "You know exactly what's wrong, you deceptive cunt."
I may as well have been hit with a train there. I never expected to be called that.
"Fuck me when I'm sleeping, when I can't control myself, or when I'm not awake enough to realize when I'm doing. You're a fucking gold digger. I fucking knew it."
"Gold digger?"
He was in a full on rant mode, screaming at me. "I was so fucking careful. I listened to my mentors about stardom. I swore off groupies for this reason. They're all out to make a quick buck, just like you."
"You don't want children?" I don't even know why I asked that. I never imagined Leo Rose having this side to him.
"I don't want secret children I have to pay hush money about or the media will roast my balls! If I have a kid, I want it to be one whose life I'm involved in, not for it to be the child some goddamn slut who was fucking me for my money like you!"
I was still stunned. "I'm... I'm not..."
"Can it!" I knew this level of anger. It wasn't one to be reasoned with immediately. "I thought you would be different, Haley. I really thought you would be. I meant the things I said. You were supposed to be special. I thought you were special."
Anger, as fierce as it was, was now mixed with tears. He grabbed some clothes and started putting them on.
"I'm not going to tell you what to do. Your body, your choice, and it's not like I can't afford this bullshit. I need to head on down the road for the next show." He didn't even have shoes on as he went to the door.
"I didn't mean to deceive you, I thought..."
"I don't want to hear excuses. I'm not going to lie to you and tell you my life is hard. I haven't married anyone because they're either other celebrities with their heads up their own ass, or they're someone like you, and only want me for my fame and fortune. Now I know better than to let my guard down for even a second."
"I want to be with you, Leo," my hand was reaching out to him.
"Stop with the bullshit. You'll be able to find my lawyers if you come down pregnant and you'll get your settlement. Smile, be happy, all that's between you and your gambit paying off is mother nature."
I wasn't happy. Tears were in my eyes, and they started to flow down my cheeks.
"Why do you have to be as deceptive as you are beautiful?" Those were his last words before he stepped through the door and slammed it on me.
I rolled out of bed. I wanted to just roll back into it. It had been a few weeks since my meeting with Leo Rose.
Oddly, I was regretting it had even happened. Maybe the old proverb of you shouldn't meet your heroes was true. You especially shouldn't fuck them.
I dashed toward the bathroom, a sudden bout of nausea taking me. After spending some fun time with Mr. Toilet, I turned toward the bag I had brought home the night before. I had bought the thing, but I didn't really have to go then. I had to go now.
Since the incident, I had avoided all of his music. I had taken down my posters. I didn't even want to think of him.
It didn't work. He was such a big part of my life, and it should have been something I carried with me forever.
As I waited for the test to finish, I wondered if I was definitely going to carry something of his for nine months, or did I eat something I shouldn't of?
I completely understood why Leo freaked out like he did. I knew all about gold diggers, and how groupies would target rock stars for hush money. Child support when you're earning that much is enough to support a child, the mother, and a small orphanage on top of it all.
Was it that I mentioned I was jealous of his rich and famous lifestyle? I just kept thinking back to saying it and feeling like a gigantic asshole for opening my mouth like that.
I had to ruin a good thing by being a horny teenager, didn't I?
I looked at the test.
Yes, I was pregnant.
I let out a breath, confirming something I was fairly sure of. I didn't get food poisoning that easily.
What did I do now? I had a golden, if tumultuous, ticket to never having to work again growing inside of me. Being a mother was hard, but I still had my own, and a grandmother as well. I didn't have any doubts about their support, either.
I didn't even have to worry about the legal aspects. Any lawyer would be gnawing for the commission tied to all of this.
Still, though, my memory flashed back to Leo. There was a sadness in his anger. The idea that he couldn't be sure about any supposed romantic interests intentions, well, that was no way to live.
My dream was never to just have money. My dream was to be close to the world of rock and roll, even if I couldn't participate in it.
I wasn't going to settle for something I didn't want. No, not without trying.
Pressing a button on my laptop, I waited for it to power on. I had to find Leo Rose. I had to talk to him - and I had to do it in person.
The seats to this concert weren't anywhere near as good as the ones I got to the last event. I had scrounged enough just to buy some tickets to the nosebleeds, but I had to hope it was good enough. It wasn't like anyone would believe me if I told them I was carrying Leo Rose's child if I walked up backstage, so I had to hope I would catch his attention.
He walked onto the stage. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," he said. There was something different about this show than the one I went to last. "Let's get this show on the road. Rock on, and such."
Leo Rose started to pluck his guitar, and sang.
There wasn't much to it than that. Part of the reason I had grown to love his music so much was the energy and passion that had so openly prevalent. It felt like he meant every single word. Here? He may as well been reading a script.
The music was okay, I supposed.
The concert went on. He launched into his final song for the night. Just like last time, he started to scan over the crowd as he sang, just being part of the act.
"The her I've been searching for has...Ha..." Leo stammered in his song, again freezing. This wasn't part of the show.
He saw me. Again, we exchanged glances, and he hadn't forgotten me. His face didn't say anger, but instead said surprise, with a bit of wistfulness.
The music stopped completely. He looked around, shot me a glance, and then looked to his band, and told them to finish the song, him running through the rest of the lyrics.
I had him. I turned toward the exit and made my way to where he would be heading from the stage to his dressing room. There were already people lined up to get a look at him, a photo, and anything else that would potentially make for a million dollar tabloid article. Security was there, trying to keep the crowd under control.
The song was ending, and he was doing his farewells. I didn't think he'd be much in the mood for extended encores. I stepped forward, and a security guard countered. "Miss, you're not allowed back here."
"Leo Rose will want to see me."
"Sure he will. He wants to see everyone."
As he crossed his arms and was about to push me back, Leo Rose walked behind him. "Let her through, Sal."
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Sal raised an eyebrow, and let me through. There were a series of flashes at my back as I stepped under the barrier rope and stepped towards Leo. Leo looked bewildered, and gestured for me to follow him. To his dressing room, through the door, and swiftly closed it behind us.
"What the hell are you doing here, Haley?"
The words were hostile, the tone wasn't. "I had to see you again."
"Well I'm here. What is it." His tone was more flat, like he didn't know what he wanted to hear from me.
"I'm pregnant."
He took a deep breath.
"Yes, you're the father. I haven't exactly been in the mood since our encounter. You're the only one who I've ever been with, Leo."
"Why are you here then? You do know you're supposed to go through lawyers if you're trying to hit me up for child support, right?"
"I don't want child support," I said, immediately.
"Hrm?'
"I don't want money from you, Leo."
"I know you're young, you know children are expensive right?"
"Not just money, anyway."
"Not just money?" His eyebrow was raised.
"I want you, Leo."
He was silent. He paced away from me. "You're young. You're a teenager. I'm almost twice your age. God, yes, I'm so fucking attracted to you, but I don't see how it can work."
"Whatever happened to those songs you wrote? About finding that one in billions who was right for you, how you thought you'd be so surprised when you finally found her?"
"I was younger. Dumber. I believed in those things."
"Why'd you stop believing, Leo?"
He was silent for a time before responding. "I told you. It seemed everyone was just after my money. It makes sudden love something I can't possibly believe in."
"Then why did you pick me out of a crowd, take me back here, and fuck me? Were you just horny? You could have sent me away before you fucked me. You could have sent me away after you fucked me. I'm no expert on romance, but you don't cuddle with one night stands."
Leo turned to face me. He didn't have an answer.
"I came here, Leo, to tell you I love you. I've been head over heels for years, and meeting you just proved it true. You're the one for me. Or so I thought. I wanted to come here, and ask you to take me. Make my dreams come true, and maybe I could make yours come true too." He was being so evasive, it was making me so angry. "Maybe you're right, there's no love here. Maybe lust and love is just something you sing about because it sells."
What did I think would happen? That I would show up, and he'd propose to me once I told him? I was an idiot. For being so focused on him, when he was just out for number one. I supposed I needed to do the same thing. It was how life worked, after all.
I turned the door knob.
"Haley, wait."
I didn't stop. For a musician though, Leo Rose was swift. He had his arms around me in an embrace. I turned my face toward his to ask him what he was up to, and I quickly got an answer.
He kissed me. Again. Emotion was shining through in this kiss, as well as the lust he had for me.
It broke. "You're asking me to practice what I've been preaching for years. To give love a chance even when it doesn't make any sense."
I nodded.
"Let's do it, then. Let's fall in love."
He pulled me away from the door, and laid a deep kiss on me. Stronger than even the first kiss, there was a rush in my head as he led the embrace. My tongue following his, his hands going up and down my back, making everything come to life again in a way it hadn't done so in nearly a month. He stripped off his shirt, and helped me do the same, leaving less between his hands and my bare flesh, only a bra in the way.
"Every moment you've been away from me," he said, "I've been thinking of you. Thinking about if I wasn't such an idiot and went with my heart. Thinking about if you really were going to become pregnant with my child."
"I haven't been able to listen to your music or look at a picture of you because the thought that I lost you may have been way too much."
"Idiots. We're idiots." We both shared a laugh. There was driven need between us. So powerful, so strong. It led to bras being tossed away, me helping getting those accursed leather pants off of him, and getting my less accursed denim off of me.
Still, he had me back against a wall. There was an endless flurry of kisses on my lips, my chest, my breast, my abdomen, and between my legs too. His cock was standing tall and strong and was completely ready to burst through my slit, ready to fill me up again.
I couldn't wait. He thrusted himself in, and I almost came from the sensation, combined with the memory of what was to come. Our lips locked, we got lost in one another as he set a steady pace of fucking me. So hard, so driven, this is what I wanted more than anything else. More than the money, more than the fame. A sexy man who lusted after me and made me moan with need as he fucked me, driven to make me cum hard, make me cum fast, and make me cum often. His hand went over my clit, flicking it as he penetrated me.
It was as if he was turning every meeting of our sexes into a mini orgasm for me, building up to something far greater.
Pinned against the wall, my legs crossed around him, my body now in his strength. He whispered into my ear as he fucked me. "I've claimed your virginity, I've claimed your womb. You're mine, now Haley. Always and completely, and I'm going to take full use of it."
I giggled, and let the ownership come. His toy, his pet, he was going to use me so completely and so utterly.
Faster still I was fucked. I wasn't going to be able to hold on for much longer. No, not like this. My moans will ringing through the room again, and probably through the arena. Those tabloid writers would have something to write about for sure.
It reminded me that I was going to have it. I was going to be rich. I was going to be famous, the squeeze - and potentially much more - of Rock Mega Star Leo Rose.
More aggressively, Leo fucked me. Another flick of the clit, another deep kiss. The hot breath of his words sailing past my ear. "I'm going to fill you to the brim on purpose this time. Then I'm going to keep on doing until you give me what I've sought for years. Then we're going to keep doing it, build a family. One that's a worthy monument of our love. Again and again, Haley, you're going to swell with my child."
I grinned as I let my rock star have his way with me. I sang his praises. I would keep doing so until I just couldn't stand to take any more of it.
Bliss struck me like lightning, me squealing with pleasure, my body shaking with it. From my head to my toes, down into my core, I could feel myself vibrating around him, my pussy clamping down on him, grabbing Leo, milking him of his seed. It'd be useless for now, but I took it to heart when he said he would be doing this even when it was anything but.
I threw my head back, my vision blurry with the haze of ecstasy. My idol continued to fuck me grunting as my body proved too much for him. His pulsing cock shuddering, exploding, and filling me with his hot, delectable seed. A delightful fullness as I felt it shift around me, some of it trying to escape but more of it being poured into my already occupied womb.
I had him. I had Leo Rose buried balls deep inside me. I had his love. I had everything.
Dreams did come true.
"Mi, Mi, Mi, So, Fa, Ti, Do," I went, trying to get my voice warmed up. It was some nonsense a book suggested. I wanted to sound perfect for tonight's show. Sure, Leo said I already was perfect, but after everything that had happened, I had thought him a bit biased.
"I don't think the scales go like that," he said, coming up behind me, wrapping his arms around my belly. It was flat again. A Leo Jr. had entered the world, being taken care of for the night by the best Nanny money can buy. I turned my head to kiss Leo Sr.
He was never one for a quick pre-show peck though. My stage get-up consisted of a skirt. Moderate in length, not too long, not too short. It was short enough though that Leo could reach under it, yank down my panties. A firm hand suggested I bend over the
table. I obeyed, knowing what was coming. "I gotta have you before the show. Just to make sure I can control myself and not take you right in front of the eyes of millions."
It wasn't long after that I felt his cock tickling the lips of my pussy. He thrust inside me, knowing that there wasn't much time to waste, our warm up act drawing their set list to a close.
Leo had mentioned that he wanted a daughter, not a son. This was after we'd known I was going to have a son for months. I somehow suspected he actually didn't care that much and would come up with a new excuse again if he knocked me up with a daughter.
He was an insatiable man. After years of searching, he had found the woman that he wanted above all else. He had incorporated me into his act, letting me do some backup vocals as he personally trained me, bringing more soul, more passion to his act, which he always believed was the foundation of his success.
That passion and soul right now though, was being fucked into me, and it was definitely a success with me. I moaned, fearing that he may make me hoarse for the show. I just had to learn to control myself - and that was so very hard.
The sound of our opener covered my failures, and I grinned as he filled me to the brim again with his seed. Maybe this one would take and give him the daughter he supposedly wants - or maybe the next. All I knew is I would enjoy every single attempt as it came.
He pulled up my panties, and sealed up his cream, knowing it would leak out of me and create a mighty big stain there. He didn't care - and I didn't either. It was actually a rush to walk out in front of that packed crowd knowing that I had my lover's juices leaking out of me, a secret between him and I that I was in fact, a filthy, dirty girl underneath me being the sweet mother of his children.
Leo straightened himself up. "I believe we are on soon, love."
I pulled myself up and straightened what I could as well. "Of course."
Fame, fortune, his cum leaking out of me.
What else could a girl really want?
Teaching the Brat
Book Themes:
Teacher / Student, Stepfather / stepdaughter, taboo, creampie