Summering in Femininity Part 9 Three Cheers for Taylor
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Rebecca’s heart raced as she walked backstage to meet her favorite celebrity, Taylor Swift. Clenching, unclenching her hands, Rebecca nervously approached Taylor.
“Play it cool Rebecca. Play it cool.”
Taylor’s aide, Dan, introduced me to Taylor.
“Taylor, meet Rebecca. She won the best Taylor Swift fan competition. She gets to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow. She also gets front row at your concert tonight.”
Taylor responded warmly. “Congrats Rebecca! It’s so nice to meet my greatest fan! Wow Dan! Look at her! She’s gorgeous.”
I couldn’t help but blush as Taylor heaped praise on me. Taylor grabbed me by the hands and led me to the stage.
“Uh aren’t we going to the front row?” I asked.
“Nah don’t worry about that. I will make tonight one of the greatest nights you’ll ever have. And that is why you are coming with my onstage as I perform.”
I gulped. I had never been in front of a crowd comfortably. Today I was going to stand in front of thousands of people. I could imagine all of them staring at me, expecting something good.
Taylor sensing, my nervousness, gently touched my shoulder.
“Don’t worry hon. You’ll do fine! Forget all those people in the crowd. I want you to focus on me.”
Anxiously, I nodded.
“Lets get going. Can’t keep the fans waiting too long,” Taylor joked.
Out of sheer anxiety, I couldn’t help but laugh at Taylor’s cheeky joke.
“That’s the spirit! Just stay like that and you’ll be fine! Let’s go. We’re up.”
Taylor clutched my wrist and guided me onstage. The sheer amount of lights and noise through me off-guard. It was completely overwhelming; it took a few minutes for my pupils and my ears to adjust to the extreme stimuli. I stood there gawking at the crowd.
“Loosen up Rebecca! Have some fun! Come dance with me!”
As Taylor and I danced onstage, the lights and noise faded away into the background, leaving me completely unaware of everything that was happening. In that moment, there was only Taylor. Taylor’s voice reverberated in my mind. All too soon it was over. Yanking me, Taylor led me offstage and whispered into my ear: “Lets go get into some trouble.”
Snaking through the crowd of fans, Taylor and I entered the limo, which took us to an upscale restaurant with beautiful Greek columns. Taylor got us an amazing seat overlooking the city. As we ate, Taylor asked me about my life and related some of her stories to me. When we finished dinner, Taylor whispered to me: “Lets dine and dash!”
Surprisingly, I agreed. We slyly walked out the front entrance, past the limo and into the city streets. It was a fascinating experience, one that I had never felt before. Taylor’s wanderlust led us into the throngs of people leading normal lives yet enjoying ourselves.
Extraordinarily, Taylor and I ended up back at the stadium where Taylor had performed a few hours earlier. Now, it was void of extreme noise and light. The once deafening roar was a fading memory. We walked onstage and admired the enormity of the stadium.
As I stared out into the open, I felt a hand brush my cheek. Turning my head, I saw Taylor’s face drawing closer to mine. Our lips met, sending an electric shock through my body. My eyes stared wide open in disbelief.
“I can’t believe this is happening!”
Our bodies drew closer, embracing one another, slowly descending to the floor. I cradled her slender body, sliding my hands over the curves of her body, stopping intermittently to caress her. Taylor, while kissing my neck, slipped her right hand up my dress, fingering my pussy. Her fingers danced on the lips of my pussy, occasionally giving a gentle flick to my clitoris. Soaking wet, my pussy led me to a quick orgasm. After releasing a load moan, I remove my dress and strip Taylor and gaze upon her delicious tits and her moist pussy.
With notice, I jump upon Taylor, kissing her passionately and intertwining our legs. Rocking up and down, our pussies rubbed upon each other. Unhurried, I could feel the pressure build inside my pussy. Taylor’s groans turned me on so much that I began to rock faster. The pressure that was building reached a peak and exploded. My body writhed as the orgasm hit me. Taylor, too, was cumming. She screamed in ecstasy. Our moans echoed throughout the stadium, making our orgasm seem far longer than it actually was.
Taylor lowered her head to my pussy and casually began to eat me out. Her tongue gliding over my pussy sent shivers through my body. I caught myself becoming breathless. Taylor was relentless. Her tongue snuck into the folds of my pussy, giving them a nice, smooth graze. Shuddering, I pushed Taylor’s head further into my pussy, increasing the pressure. My clit, already engorged, was flicked and I couldn’t help but let out a hug groan. Seeing my pleasure, Taylor continued with flicks to my clit, while inserting two fingers inside me. Moving them rhythmically, I could feel her fingers as they rubbed my g-spot, building intense pressure inside me. For a few minutes, the pressure built, and then suddenly, a wave of pleasure racked my body as I had an orgasm.
“Enjoyed that didn’t we?” Taylor grinned. “Next time I’m in town, I’ll find you and we’ll have some more fun, ok?”
Nodding, I barely understood what she was saying; I was too much in a buzz to care.
After dressing ourselves, we finally went to the hotel where Taylor was staying and flopped into bed, holding each other warmly.
Rebecca’s heart raced as she walked backstage to meet her favorite celebrity, Taylor Swift. Clenching, unclenching her hands, Rebecca nervously approached Taylor.
“Play it cool Rebecca. Play it cool.”
Taylor’s aide, Dan, introduced me to Taylor.
“Taylor, meet Rebecca. She won the best Taylor Swift fan competition. She gets to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow. She also gets front row at your concert tonight.”
Taylor responded warmly. “Congrats Rebecca! It’s so nice to meet my greatest fan! Wow Dan! Look at her! She’s gorgeous.”
I couldn’t help but blush as Taylor heaped praise on me. Taylor grabbed me by the hands and led me to the stage.
“Uh aren’t we going to the front row?” I asked.
“Nah don’t worry about that. I will make tonight one of the greatest nights you’ll ever have. And that is why you are coming with my onstage as I perform.”
I gulped. I had never been in front of a crowd comfortably. Today I was going to stand in front of thousands of people. I could imagine all of them staring at me, expecting something good.
Taylor sensing, my nervousness, gently touched my shoulder.
“Don’t worry hon. You’ll do fine! Forget all those people in the crowd. I want you to focus on me.”
Anxiously, I nodded.
“Lets get going. Can’t keep the fans waiting too long,” Taylor joked.
Out of sheer anxiety, I couldn’t help but laugh at Taylor’s cheeky joke.
“That’s the spirit! Just stay like that and you’ll be fine! Let’s go. We’re up.”
Taylor clutched my wrist and guided me onstage. The sheer amount of lights and noise through me off-guard. It was completely overwhelming; it took a few minutes for my pupils and my ears to adjust to the extreme stimuli. I stood there gawking at the crowd.
“Loosen up Rebecca! Have some fun! Come dance with me!”
As Taylor and I danced onstage, the lights and noise faded away into the background, leaving me completely unaware of everything that was happening. In that moment, there was only Taylor. Taylor’s voice reverberated in my mind. All too soon it was over. Yanking me, Taylor led me offstage and whispered into my ear: “Lets go get into some trouble.”
Snaking through the crowd of fans, Taylor and I entered the limo, which took us to an upscale restaurant with beautiful Greek columns. Taylor got us an amazing seat overlooking the city. As we ate, Taylor asked me about my life and related some of her stories to me. When we finished dinner, Taylor whispered to me: “Lets dine and dash!”
Surprisingly, I agreed. We slyly walked out the front entrance, past the limo and into the city streets. It was a fascinating experience, one that I had never felt before. Taylor’s wanderlust led us into the throngs of people leading normal lives yet enjoying ourselves.
Extraordinarily, Taylor and I ended up back at the stadium where Taylor had performed a few hours earlier. Now, it was void of extreme noise and light. The once deafening roar was a fading memory. We walked onstage and admired the enormity of the stadium.
As I stared out into the open, I felt a hand brush my cheek. Turning my head, I saw Taylor’s face drawing closer to mine. Our lips met, sending an electric shock through my body. My eyes stared wide open in disbelief.
“I can’t believe this is happening!”
Our bodies drew closer, embracing one another, slowly descending to the floor. I cradled her slender body, sliding my hands over the curves of her body, stopping intermittently to caress her. Taylor, while kissing my neck, slipped her right hand up my dress, fingering my pussy. Her fingers danced on the lips of my pussy, occasionally giving a gentle flick to my clitoris. Soaking wet, my pussy led me to a quick orgasm. After releasing a load moan, I remove my dress and strip Taylor and gaze upon her delicious tits and her moist pussy.
With notice, I jump upon Taylor, kissing her passionately and intertwining our legs. Rocking up and down, our pussies rubbed upon each other. Unhurried, I could feel the pressure build inside my pussy. Taylor’s groans turned me on so much that I began to rock faster. The pressure that was building reached a peak and exploded. My body writhed as the orgasm hit me. Taylor, too, was cumming. She screamed in ecstasy. Our moans echoed throughout the stadium, making our orgasm seem far longer than it actually was.
Taylor lowered her head to my pussy and casually began to eat me out. Her tongue gliding over my pussy sent shivers through my body. I caught myself becoming breathless. Taylor was relentless. Her tongue snuck into the folds of my pussy, giving them a nice, smooth graze. Shuddering, I pushed Taylor’s head further into my pussy, increasing the pressure. My clit, already engorged, was flicked and I couldn’t help but let out a hug groan. Seeing my pleasure, Taylor continued with flicks to my clit, while inserting two fingers inside me. Moving them rhythmically, I could feel her fingers as they rubbed my g-spot, building intense pressure inside me. For a few minutes, the pressure built, and then suddenly, a wave of pleasure racked my body as I had an orgasm.
“Enjoyed that didn’t we?” Taylor grinned. “Next time I’m in town, I’ll find you and we’ll have some more fun, ok?”
Nodding, I barely understood what she was saying; I was too much in a buzz to care.
After dressing ourselves, we finally went to the hotel where Taylor was staying and flopped into bed, holding each other warmly.
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