Hayley's High free porn video

This story is my own starring Paramore singer Hayley Williams. Warning: hardcore, M/F, M/M/F to follow





Hayley let out a soft sigh. It was late, barely a half hour after Paramore's latest performance, but she was still on a high. The crowd. The music. It always made her feel more alive. It also made her extremely horny. The men (and women) in the audience eye fucking her with every move she made. The way she'd tease them by shaking her ass on stage, returning their stares. It was a game. A game she was addicted to. A quiver went down her body all the way between her thighs. Hayley moaned, eliciting a groan from above her. Two guys standing over her. Cocks out, stroking.

She bit her lip and smiled, giving them a slutty look over her shoulder. Both guys looked like they were in their thirties. Neither of them were great looking either but they'd do. She wasn't going to fuck either of them of course. She would never do that to Chad but that didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun from time to time. One of the guys standing over her let out a groan, releasing a thick layer of cum onto her right thigh, just inches away from Hayley's bare ass. She gasped as the warm seed hit her bare skin. Playing with her clit, Hayley bit her lip, and let loose a squeal as she came.

It was a compromise. She needed a release after a show and masturbating by herself never seemed to satisfy her anymore. There were ground rules of course. One, no touching. Two, no cell phones or cameras allowed. They were confis**ted by her security the moment the fan agreed to meeting her.

This was the third 'meet and greet' with a fan she'd had backstage this week. Things went so smooth the first dozen times that tonight she had decided to invite two fans backstage instead of one. Jake, her security guard, had pleaded against it but finally relented. After all, Hayley was the star and the star got what she wanted.

"Oh Fuck," she said, coming down from her release. She was about to sit up when she felt someone climb down on top of her, his weight pressing her back to the ground. She had a slim top on, the only thing she was wearing, and it got caught on something beneath her. A moment of panic gripped her but was replaced by arousal when she felt the guy's cock slide between her legs, just inches from sliding into her pussy. It did the trick though as his cock slid along her clit, making Hayley shudder. She was moments away from begging him to fuck her when the guy was pulled off by Jake.

Hayley groaned in disappointment, partly at herself for getting so aroused at the thought of the guy fucking her and partly for him being taken from her. She got up and went to take a shower while Jake dealt with and dismissed the two fans. She couldn't get it out of her mind though, the thought of being mounted by the fan. Pressed down against her will and being taken like a whore. She came hard, barely able to stand in the shower.

A few minutes later her phone rang and she got out of the shower to answer it. It was Chad.

"You finished?" he asked, his voice teasing.

Hayley smiled, "Yes," she said while biting her lip. Chad knew of course. It was part of the arrangement. He knew Hayley's sexual appetite and how horny she got after a show. For awhile he would go on tour with her and reap the rewards after every show but he had a career as well. So they had agreed no fucking, and the guys couldn't touch her. At first he seemed hesitant to the idea but she'd convinced him by letting him watch the first couple of times. Both times when the fan emptied his load onto her ass she'd been staring at Chad. He told her it was the hottest thing he'd ever seen and it seemed to turn her on even more if the way she rode his cock afterwards was any indication.

"I hope you're not too tired," Chad teased.

"That depends," she replied, "on what you have in mind."

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"Ah," Hayley sighed, dropping the fork on her plate. She licked the last of the icing from the cake off her finger.

Chad watched her, "Good?"

"Better than sex," she replied.

"Challenge accepted," he said giving her a look.

Chad had drove a hundred miles out of the way to have dinner with her before she continued her tour while he flew out on his. Rafael's was a little more upscale than their usual but the deserts were to die for and they had a reserved section above the main floor that not only gave them a great view of the place but was somewhat private.

"What am I going to do with you," she said, which drew a knowing smirk from Chad.

Hayley blushed. He was the only man she'd ever known that could arouse her to the point of doing anything one second and make her blush like a virgin school girl the next. She glanced out over the main floor and caught a couple of people looking her way. They couldn't see much this high up, maybe just her face, but it reminded her of being on stage. Eyes watching. Wanting. She began to feel hot. Her heart sped up. A moment later she slid out of her chair and onto her knees.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Chad asked as Hayley knelled in front of his chair, guiding his knees apart.

"Whatever I want," was all she said, rubbing her hand up and down his dress pants directly over his cock.





He gave a weak protest about the waiter catching them but he stopped the moment she unzipped him, pulled his cock out and took the entire thing in her mouth. It was doubtful anyone below could see her but it turned her on knowing they were down there. Hayley popped Chad's cock out of her mouth, giving him a 'don't you want to fuck me like a dirty whore look.' She could see the hunger in his eyes. The last time she'd done any public show of affection was simply a hand on his leg under the table. He'd given her a look at that time too and minutes later had pinned her down in the back seat of his car. This time she was in control though. She engulfed his cock again, all the way down the shaft taking him fully into her mouth. All seven inches.

A minute or so later Chad let out a groan as her only warning and then Hayley sucked and slurped every drop down, cleaning his cock dry before slowly rising back up and into her seat. She glanced to the side and saw a young guy, no older than eighteen, gaping wide eyed in her direction. Hayley gave him a wink and innocently dabbed at the side of her mouth with a napkin.





"Sing Misery Business and tell us once a whore, you're never be anything more bitch,"

Someone from behind grabbed a fistful of Hayley's hair and pulled her head back, "Sing it slut."

Hayley, on her knees, started singing while the guy in front of her stroked his cock then slapped her face with it before shoving all nine inches down her throat, cutting off her singing.

"Yes, that's it. Good girl."

Hayley felt a hand on her ass, the man behind her groping and fondling it. When he spread her ass cheeks apart and stuck a finger in her ass it made her choke on the cock in her mouth. She tried to pull back but the man in front of her grabbed hold of her head and starting fucking her mouth violently.

She gagged, trying to breath. Finally the man pulled back and his cock came out of her mouth, a trail of saliva with it. Hayley coughed as the man behind her groped her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples which made her gasp. She tried to wiggle out from between them but the guy in front held her in place by a fistful of her hair, then slapped her face with his cock again, "You think we're done here? We haven't even started you filthy whore."



"HAYLEY!"

The Paramore singer jerked awake. It took her a second to get her bearings before realizing she was in her trailer.

"One hour until makeup, you better get up."

Her band-mate Taylor shook his head and walked out leaving her alone. Hayley wiped at her mouth and leaned up. Her shorts were bunched up under the covers and a wisp of air underneath them told her how wet she was. [That dream...] Hayley always took a nap before shows. It use to help refresh her before a show but ever since she started inviting fans back stage the dreams only made her hornier. Usually they were men jerking off on her or her singing on stage but lately they'd taken a turn. Harsher. Darker. Men yelling obscene gestures what they wanted to do to her. Calling her things she'd never been called before. She'd wake up, and furiously fuck herself with her toy or take care of herself in the shower but now... the dream she just had was different. It made her feel dirty which in turn made her heart race even faster.

She could still feel the way the cock felt being forced down her throat, her head held in place. Her tits groped, ass hole fingered. Her mouth began to water at the thought of it. A few seconds later she was stripped bare and fucking herself furiously in the shower.





Hours later Hayley sang on stage, grinding her tight little ass with every song that played. When Crush Crush Crush was on she gave each grind a little more emphasis, finding random men in the crowd and giving them a sultry look as she twerked her hips in place. During Fast in my Car Hayley withered and came while on the floor, her voice nearly breaking in song. It wasn't the first time she'd soaked herself while on stage but it definitely was the strongest orgasm she'd ever had. When she crouched, legs spread to sing to the first row she wondered if any of them could see how wet she was through the latex pants she wore.

For nearly two hours she shook her hips, scanning the crowd until she found her targets. In between songs she had signals with a couple of her security, the only two men she trusted for privacy. They would find the men, escort them out as quietly as possible to a remote section and tell them that they were the chosen few lucky enough to get to 'meet' the Paramore singer after the show.





Once the show ended Hayley was in her dressing room waiting impatiently. She had changed out of her latex pants and was wearing a dark green little skirt that barely came halfway up her thighs with a thin, white top. No bra. She paced the room. The anticipation, the rush, it always made her like this before the men were brought in to meet her. The first time she'd done this, the fan had walked in, giddy that he was meeting the famous star. Hayley greeted him for a few minutes before finally she excused herself. A minute later coming back into the room in nothing but a towel. The guy was shocked, unable to say anything but his eyes had spoke for him. She had layed down the rules. Then she turned around, dropped the towel, and got on the floor. Her ass exposed to him, she watched as he jerked off and used the top of her ass like a cum dump, seconds later having her own release. That was a couple of months ago though, now the fans knew what they were in for from the moment they walked in.

Finally, the door opened. Jake was the first one she saw. He gave her a look and then moved out of the way as the men entered the room.

All four of them.





The first guy that entered looked to be in his forties. He had a little bit of a gut but his arms were huge, a tattoo ran down his entire right arm. Behind him was a younger guy who looked like he was barely eighteen. She'd seen them both together in the crowd and guessed that they were related. The last two men that entered appeared to be in their early twenties.

After they were all in, Jake walked up to the singer. Before he could say anything though she cut him off, "That'll be all Jake."

When he didn't immediately react she gave him a look. A look that said, "Do you want to keep your job?"

The security guard frowned but kept his mouth closed. A second later he left and Hayley was alone in the room with her four fans.

"Have a seat gentlemen," Hayley said.

The big guy with the tattoo was the first to move. He took the seat beside him never taking his eyes off of Hayley. He looked big enough to pick her up and do whatever he wanted with her. The thought made her heart beat faster. The two guys in their twenties grabbed the chairs in front of them and sat down. One looked like he was a runner, tall and thin. The other had long hair and was built more like a football player. He elbowed the thin one and murmured, "Best birthday gift ever huh bruh?"

This got Hayley's attention, "Oh, it's your birthday?" she asked, taking a step towards the thin young guy. She leaned down just a few feet away and blew him a kiss, "Happy Birthday."

"Oh hell yes," the football player said, reaching for Hayley.

She slapped his hand away, backing up, "No touching, you agreed to the deal." She nodded towards the corner of the room. The football player looked in the direction to see a camera mounted on the wall, "Everything is recorded," Hayley said, "You know the cost for breaking the rules."

The camera was fake of course but it usually put the men on their best behavior. Hayley locked eyes with him though and for a moment she wondered, would this guy even care? Would he have any qualms about getting up, ripping her clothes off and brutally fucking her? She could tell by the look in his eyes that he was the type who always got what he wanted. And he wanted her bad. How bad was the only question. The thought made a quiver run down Hayley's spine.

A motion to her left drew Hayley's attention away. The youngest guy was still standing near the door. He kept eyeing her but looked away the moment she glanced in his direction. To most it might've been adorable or cute but Hayley felt something different. Not anger. Disappointment? She walked past the two college k**s, both eyeing her legs and ass as she brushed past them.

"What's your name?" Hayley asked the young guy by the door. He glanced up momentarily before looking away again.

"Oh Jesus Christ Shane, answer the young lady when she asks you a question," the older guy with the tattoo said. He shook his head, "My step son. All he does is talk about Hayley Williams this, Hayley Williams that. Practically begged to come to this show. Now look at him," he said, "Eighteen years old and still a pitiful little virgin. Can't even..."

Hayley tuned out the rest of what the guy said, instead looking the guy's step son up and down. She reached out and took hold of his hand, "Shane is it?"

Shane flinched at her taking his hand, but nodded. "So I'm your favorite singer huh?" Hayley teased. Shane blushed and nodded.

"What's your favorite song?" she asked.

"Misery Business," he replied.

"Oh yeah?" she said, her voice low, "Would you like for me to sing it for you right now?"

He swallowed hard, then nodded.

"Come on," she said, guiding him across the room, past the two college guys and his step father. She led him to the couch and stood in front of him. Then she gently shoved him down where he flopped onto the couch, Haley standing over him. She picked up her phone from the table, tapped on the screen a few times. A second later Misery Business started up. Hayley closed her eyes, knowing the song by heart, and slowly began easing into it. Hips swaying, she turned her back to Shane, giving her ass a little shake while looking over her shoulder at him. When she turned back around she found the others staring at her. When the verse changed she lifted her right knee onto the top of the small coffee table in front of her, slowly giving a head bang to the music. When her head came back up her eyes locked on the three of them knowing full well that they could see up her skirt, her wet, bare pussy glistening.





The step father leaned forward, his right hand rubbing his cock through the fabric of his pants. The two college guys had their eyes glued to her, neither of them daring to speak.

After a few seconds she lowered her leg and spun back around towards Shane. He was staring up at her, mouth open. She heard the step father behind her utter a curse, wondering if he had his cock out yet. Poor Shane. The guy looked like he had no idea what to do. She didn't hesitant though, lowering herself, one leg then the other as she straddled him.

Months ago she would've never dreamed of such an action. The first rule her and Chad had agreed to was no touching. [But surely he meant they couldn't touch her, not the other way around, right?] At least that's how she had rationalized it in her head. Just as she suspected Shane didn't know what to do with his hands, just letting them hang loosely at his sides. That was fine with her.

The song continued and Hayley sang it in a soft low voice as she made eye contact with Shane, "Once a whore, you're nothing more." she sang, giving her hips a thrust and grind in his lap, directly over the bulge in his pants. He may not have not what to do but his body did. She was so wet and knew she was soaking the poor guy's pants but the thought only made her grind harder. Each thrust and grind rubbed against the bulge in his pants. The only thing that separated his cock from her unprotected pussy was the thin layer of his pants. The thought of that along with the friction on her clit made her cum. She jerked hard, biting her lip as she yelled "Fuck," while grinding herself on Shane's lap.





A couple seconds later she felt him jerk beneath her and knew he had came in his pants which sent her into another wave. This time she grabbed his hands and placed them on her chest, cupping her breasts through her thin top as she rode out her second orgasm.

The song slowly came to an end while Hayley finished. The only sound in the room, Hayley's breathing as she let out a soft sigh. For about a minute she just sat there, basking in the aftermath of it. Then she felt two fingers slide along her wet clit, making her jerk. She opened her eyes in shock but Shane had his head back against the couch, obviously still recovering. Instead she felt someone behind her. The step father. When she didn't say anything he slide his fingers farther along her pussy lips, making her jerk again. A voice in her head told her that this was disgusting, that she should jump up and have the man thrown out for touching her but that voice was a distant second to the feeling running between her thighs.

She was so wet you could hear it when the man's fingers gave her a violent, fast rub against her clit. This action enticed a low, deep whorish moan from Hayley.

"Jesus Christ, listen to her. Dirty little whore," she heard one of the college guys utter.

Hayley bit her lip and gave the step father a slutty look over her shoulder, "You gonna finger fuck my pretty little pussy?" she asked.

His reply was to slide two fingers into her cunt making her curse as he fucked her hard. Hayley's pussy took his fingers in like they were a cock to milk. What first started off as a violent rush, became a slow grind as she came for the third time in as many minutes. She had just started coming down from the release when she felt herself lifted up off of Shane's lap. Her feet had barely hit the floor before strong hands forced her to her knees. She looked up, her face inches away from the step father's thick, hard cock.





She opened her mouth to say something at the exact moment he grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock forward. His cock slid against her lips, rubbing precum along the side of her face. Hayley tried to turned her face away but was rewarded with her hair behind pulled, yanking her head back into place so that she was looking up at him with her head to the side.

"You think this is a game slut?" the step father said. He slapped her face with his cock, "You think you can grind your ass on my step son's cock like a whore and I won't get a piece of you? Think again bitch," he said, guiding the back of her head forward, her pretty little mouth taking the entire length of his cock.

Hayley tried to pull back but he just shoved it further in. Part of her was disgusted by this older man with a gut treating her like a hole to use but he didn't give a fuck. Chad and her had rough sex from time to time but nothing like this.

"You like that cock in your mouth don't you, you dirty little cock sucking whore?" the step father said.

His words made Hayley flash on her dream from before the show and she nearly came, a deep whorish groan coming from her mouth around his cock. In a matter of seconds the singer changed from trying to push him away to sliding her hands up his thighs and latching onto him to hold herself steady against him.

He felt the change in her and it only made him harder, thrusting his cock faster into her mouth. "I knew you were a dirty little whore the first time I saw you on stage," he said slowing down, pulling his cock out of her mouth and slapping her face with it.

Hayley took deep breaths, puckering her lips up against his cock as he slapped her face with it. Taking the initiative Hayley slid her right hand up, cupping his balls to make the older man groan, then giving him a dirty look as she opened her pretty little mouth. He took the hint and shoved his cock back in balls deep. Barely a few seconds went by though and then someone grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back.

The football player who had tried to grab her earlier stood over her, "Our turn," he said. Hayley was spun around on her knees. The thin college k** was standing beside him. Both of them with their cocks out. On instinct, Hayley reached up and took their cocks, one in each hand, stroking them both while staring up at them.

"Where's your no touching rule now filthy slut?" the football player said.

Hayley's response was to jerk him harder making his knees nearly buckle.

The step father yanked at her shirt from behind. Taking the hint, Hayley raised her hands and the shirt was slid off.
Now topless, with nothing but a skirt on, Hayley reached up and took hold of both college k**s cocks once again. After a minute of stroking them both she let go of the skinny one and slid closer to the football player, giving him a look.

He answered her by grabbing her hair, pulling her head back, "I'm going to enjoy fucking your pretty little mouth slut."

"Do it," she challenged.





A second later that mouth was balls deep onto his cock. He expected her to cough and gag but was surprised when she grabbed hold of his ass with her hands as if to force him deeper down her throat. Then he nearly buckled when he felt her tongue playing with his cock in her mouth. "Fuck. whore," he groaned out as she serviced his cock like he'd never had before. Barely a couple minutes later he groaned again and shot his thick load into her mouth. Hayley slid her mouth off of him before taking the tip of his cock back into her mouth and sucking every last drop down. When she looked up at him while doing this he cursed everything for not having his phone to snap a pic of it.





Hayley finished him off, savoring the taste of his thick cum. Is this what she'd been missing all this time? She didn't know if it really tasted that good or if it was the power she had over him that made it worthwhile. Whatever the reason she was still horny as fuck. Thankfully, there were seconds.

"Oh, don't worry birthday boy. I didn't forget about you," she said, now eyeing the skinny one standing a few feet away. She wrapped her hand around his cock and played with him, her tongue rolling over and under his cock. Then, she looked up at him and engulfed his cock just the way she had the guy's friend. He groaned, the entire length of his cock down her throat.

Before she could do much though, Hayley felt her skirt being lifted up from behind. Then jerked, eyes wide, mouth still around cock as a finger was slid up and into her ass slowly. She pulled back from the cock, gasping for air while giving the step father a daring look over her shoulder.

"Stand up," he commanded. Hayley didn't hesitant.

"Turn around," he said, eyeing her body up and down as she obeyed, "Now bend over."

Even though her heart was beating fast and she was scared she couldn't resist. The heat between her thighs pushed any hesitation out of her mind. She leaned forward and her breath caught when he pushed her feet a part, spreading her legs a bit.

He slapped her ass, making Hayley jump, "There's that tight little ass you like showing off on stage." He slid a hand over her ass, then between her legs, "and there's that sweet little peach I'd gonna eat."

The combination of his words and fingers sliding along her wet pussy made Hayley jerk, then cum. She felt herself squirt, some of it running down her thighs and part of it hitting the floor beneath her. She barely had time to recover before feeling him spread her ass a part and shove his face between her cheeks. His tongue and mouth devouring her cunt, Hayley reached out for anything to keep herself on her feet. She found the thin college guy who immediately shoved his cock near her face. Hayley didn't hesitant, taking his cock down her throat while moaning around him as the step father ate her out from behind.

Hayley was having a hard time staying on her feet, coming hard as the step father teased and fucked her clit and cunt. He definitely knew what he was doing and she started wondering how his cock would feel buried inside her. First, she had to finish off the cock in front of her though. Pulling his cock out of her mouth she jerked his cock while staring up at him, "Is the birthday boy ready for his present?" she asked, while trying to ignore the step father's tongue in her cunt.

The skinny college guy nodded, "Give it to me you dirty bitch."

"Mmm, you first," she said, jerking his cock harder. When she felt him about to erupt, Hayley opened her mouth, tongue out as he unloaded. Some of it hit her lips but most of his cum dropped onto her tongue. Hayley squeezed the last bit of cum from him, then swallowed his load before licking her lips clean. She shuddered as the step fathers tongue buried itself inside her. She was about to drop but thankfully, the step father pulled back and got to his feet.

Hayley stood up straight just as the step father grabbed hold of her from behind, pulling himself against her ass. She could feel his cock straining against her. Hayley was so gone that she gave no reservation to the fact that this dirty, older stranger was about to fuck her. When he ripped her skirt off and tossed it to the floor she didn't yell stop. When he reached up and grabbed her itty bitty tits and pinched her nipples she groaned, reaching behind her with a hand to grab hold of his cock. It was deep, heated moan that told everyone in the room that this was a bitch in heat ready to be mounted like a whore.

"You gonna fuck me?," she breathed, leaning back against him.

It was all he could take, in one motion he lifted her up off the ground, making Hayley yelp as he carried her a few feet forward until she was shoved against a wall face first. A second later his cock slid into her pussy and Hayley screamed, a few curses followed as he pounded her. Mouth hanging open, Hayley Williams was fucked by a fan for the first time in her life and she came.

He didn't have a condom on but it didn't matter. All that mattered was milking as much as she could from him. She began to grind against him harder, his breathing telling her that he was close.

"How does it feel to fuck my pretty little pussy?" she asked, giving her hips a nice little thrust back towards him, "When you were watching me on stage did you ever dream of this happening? Of you fucking me like a whore?" she gasped as he gave her another hard shove forward, clearly close, "How many times did you think about your cock inside me? How it would feel to empty your load in me?"

The step father groaned and Hayley felt him let go. She shuddered and came once again, her body reacting naturally as her pussy gripped hold of him and sucked up every drop of his cum. They both leaned forward, his weight pressing against her slightly as they came down from their high. Then he slowly backed away, his cock pulling out of her wet, soaked pussy. Hayley groaned, partly in contentment, and partly in disappointment of having him out of her.

Hayley was about to turn around but was surprised when someone else pressed himself up against her, his cock pocking her in the back. She looked over her shoulder to see the step son, Shane standing with nothing on as he looked her body up and down. There was something in his eyes that wasn't there before. It was the same look she saw from most of her horny fans when she was on stage, shaking her hips and giving them a show. Hayley moaned, leaning back against him just as she had his step father earlier, "Go on," she whispered, "fuck me."

Hayley yelped as she was shoved hard against the wall like an a****l. Her mouth hanging open, she waited in anticipation for that cock in her pussy. What she got instead was his cock sliding slowly into her ass, until he was buried so deep it made her bite her lip until she couldn't hold out any longer and screamed a deep, low growl as she was fucked like a whore.


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The scream was so loud it made Jake jump. He stood just outside the dressing room and tried to play it cool but it was hard to ignore the sounds coming from the other side of the door. A couple of times he had thought about opening the door and putting a stop to it but he knew there would be consequences. Mostly, his job and that was something he couldn't afford to lose. Not with the money he owed. Instead, he pushed the sounds out of his head and walked down the hallway until he reached a door about twenty feet away.

He opened it and entered a dimly lit room. It wasn't a large room, maybe the size of his large bathroom at home. There was a person sitting in a chair at the other side of the room, his face staring intently at monitor in front of him. Jake had known Chad since their c***dhood. When Chad's band, New Found Glory, began to tour he had hired Jake as help. Then later got him a job on Hayley's personal security. "An inside man," Chad had called it. Jake didn't feel comfortable about it but they were friends.

Chad looked up at him and motioned for Jake to shut the door. He looked aroused and it made Jake uncomfortable. Jake closed the door and turned back to face his friend. He glanced at the monitor and instantly regretted it. Hayley was pinned against the wall as she begged to be fucked harder. The young guy who was fucking her pulled back, flipped her around and shoved her to her knees. Then he shoved his cock into the Paramore singer's mouth and began brutally skull fucking her. Jake averted his eyes but too late. The image was stuck in his head.

"Chad, don't you think it's time to stop this?" Jake asked.

"No, this is only the beginning," Chad said, rubbing his cock through his pants, never taking his eyes off the monitor.