by Lindsey May
“Oh, yes, Blake!” I screamed, grabbing for his ass, feeling it flex as he slowly pushed inside me. I was so wet that it was no problem, even for his massive member. It slipped in me with ease, making me full again. There was no other feeling like this in the world, I thought, as he reached farther and farther.
Finally he had packed me full, holding me there on the bed, completely enveloping me in his arms as my walls enveloped him.
“There’s no other girl like you, Em,” he said, starting to pump within me, short and slow. His cock rubbed against my pleasure spot perfectly, each movement he made sending a new burst of energy through my body.
“There’s no other guy like you,” I said, looking into his eyes. We held eye contact as he made love to me, slowly building up his strokes until he was sensually removing most of his cock and then filling me back up all at once.
“I love you, Em,” he said, never breaking eye contact while he continued to please me.
I tried to say, “I love you,” back, but he had sent me over the edge. It barely came out as my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I was breathless in ecstasy. I held onto him for dear life as my whole body shook, my orgasm extended as he continued, not stopping until he knew I was satisfied.
As I regained my senses, I realized he had slowed down his pace, filling me again and just barely moving his cock within my walls. He knew exactly what to do with me, somehow doing everything perfectly while keeping me guessing.
“You didn’t cum,” I said looking up at him.
“Do you want me to,” he asked, still moving slightly inside of me. I knew his cock was still begging for more of me.
“Yes, Blake! Cum inside me!” I moaned, squeezing him tight with my arms on his back and my legs around his, locking him in.
My words enticed him. He pace sped back up, his cock slamming in and out of me now with more force than ever. Even though he was getting himself off now, it still managed to feel amazing.
He grabbed my hair at the roots and held my head down to the bed as his hips angled down into me. I grabbed his ass again, feeling it flex in and out while he pumped away. I lifted my hand up and then slammed it down, a loud smack filling the air.
“Fuck me, Blake! Fuck me harder!” I yelled, slapping his ass a few more times. He filled me with more force now, really slamming inside me like a jackhammer. Even though I was trying to get him off, I felt that same feeling of ecstasy returning again as Blake dominated me.
“Oh fuck!” I moaned, turning over, unable to continue my encouragement. Still his moans grew louder as well, the fact that he was making me feel so good ending up doing the same for him.
I ran my fingers through his smooth hair as he fucked me, never slowing down or easing up. I could tell that he was holding back as long as he could, making his orgasm as powerful as possible before releasing into me.
“Oh God, Em, I’m going to cum!” he yelled, unable to resist any longer.
“Yes Blake, yes! Cum inside me now!” I told him, completely breathless, my eyes closed and back on the edge, just waiting for his load to fill my walls.
With one last push, his cock all the way to the end of me, his hot fluid shot out powerfully, one stream at a time. It seemed like it went on forever, the heat pouring into my pussy and spreading throughout my whole body. I had him locked in again with my legs, making sure I got every last drop of his cum.
We were both breathless, his cock now growing soft within me. We looked at each other again and smiled. He kissed me then, deep and passionately, while we lay there connected and content.
Eventually I eased my grip on him, and he rolled off of me, to the other side of the bed. I turned to him, placing my arm on his chest and my head on his shoulder. We just lay like that for awhile, thoughtless.
“So tomorrow I get back on the bus,” he said, breaking the silence.
I knew this conversation was coming. He was on tour, and so he would have to leave soon. He probably couldn’t come back for awhile. Ever since he had asked me to be his girlfriend, this thought had entered my mind, but until now I had pushed it away, choosing to enjoy the evening rather than worry about the future.
“Yeah, I know,” I said, a bit sad. I wasn’t really sure what I could do. I knew there was no way to stop him. Still, I’d rather have him on tour than not have him at all.
“It’s going to be a long time before I’m back in this area,” he told me, saying what I already knew.
“I know, Blake. It’s okay,” I said.
“Really? You’re fine with that?” he asked, somewhat surprised.
“Yeah, I mean it’s your job, your life. It’s why I love you so much! It sucks that I won’t see you, but I know you’ll be back eventually.”
I wish I was more selfish than that, but I knew it was true. How could I expect to be with a rockstar if I didn’t want him to go on tour?
“Damn, you really are amazing Em. Most girls would not be so chill about this,” he said.
“Well you already know I’m not most girls,” I said, turning to smile at him. He knew just what to say to make me happy.
“The thing is though, I was going to ask you…,” he started.
“What?” I asked.
“How would you like to go on tour with me?” he asked.
I took me awhile to even comprehend what he was saying. And then it hit me. A huge smile hit my face, and that was yes enough. Rather than say anything, I leaned forward to kiss him, happier now than I had ever been.
As we kissed, I thought about life on tour. Living with Blake. Going across the country to different cities. Seeing his band again and again. It was a dream come true, something so crazy I had never even thought that it could actually happen. And here I was.
“So, I’m guessing that’s a yes?” he asked.
“Yes!” I exclaimed, kissing him again. “Yes, yes, yes!”
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Rockstars
My Rockstar Crush Part 1: Backstage Pass
Billionaire BDSM
Caught By My Boss
Bound By The Billionaire Series
FFM/MMF Threesomes
Vacation for Three: Part I
Vacation for Three: Part II
Vacation for Three: Part III
Vacation for Three: Part IV
Vacation for Three: Part V
Vacation for Three: Part VI
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Lindsey May is a young author who has been writing erotica for fun in her spare time for a few years. She loves writing what turns her on, turning everyday situations into something a bit more sexy. Her favorite kinks include strong, dominant men and group sex, but she enjoys experimenting in other genres.