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After The Show With Miley Cyrus free porn video
Disclaimer: This story isn't true.
Incase you forgot what Miley Cyrus looks like, here's a reminder:
http://xhamster.com/photos/view/3136539-52121436.html
I recently had the privilege of working backstage at a Miley Cyrus gig near my hometown, I work as a roadie and generally follow my brothers band around, but when they're not on tour I get thrown a lot of work by local venues. I can't say I'm a Miley Cyrus fan, but I take whatever work I can get. I don't know if many (any?) of you know what goes on backstage at spectacle gigs, but it involves a lot of hectic work right before and after a gig and a lot of standing about during (and hoping nothing goes wrong).
The Miley Cyrus shows were a multi-night residency, so for a couple of nights, we got paid for basically standing around and chewwing the fat for a few hours after the show, anyway after the first night I got talking to some of Miley's regular crew and asked what she was like. They told me she was a pretty normal girl when there was no cameras around, that she'd normally just throw on sweats after the show and grab a burger somewhere then head back to her hotel. I was a little surprised, I imagined her to be a little coke fueled hellraiser.
Anyway, we chatted and compared stories for a few hours on Miley's labels money and then headed to a local bar for beers, that's when I heard some more juicy stuff. They mentioned earlier that Miley changes when there was a camera on her, well apparently she'll do anything when there's a camera on her. I was intrigued but they were keeping quiet about the details.
Anyway, the next night roles around and goes off without a hitch, there's less of us doing checks after the show and it's mostly the venue's crew rather than Miley's, so I'm there checking some scaffolds when I see this skinny short figure dancing about the stage. I figure it's a fan whose hid back hoping to meet the star or something so I stride over;
'Miss?' I call 'You lost Miss?'
You've gotta be careful in situations like this, you don't wanna get the person in trouble and you don't want to compromise your own position. The best thing to do is generally tactfully show them out.
'You shouldn't be back here' I add, noticing that she's in a short cheer-leader like skirt and a too-large tour hoodie with the hood up. I'm getting closer now and I can see a long blonde fringe, just like Miley's; but most of the girls (and boys) in the crowd had that haircut.
'Are you okay miss?' i ask, just a few feet away as she twirls round a scaffolding pole.
'Oh, I'm fine' She says and the accent takes me by surprise, I'd been expecting a local accent, not a trained southern drawl.
'I err.. don't think you can be here miss' I stutter a little startled. She glances at me innocently.
'I think I can be where I want' she says I can see the corner of a smile flicker behind the fringe which hides most of her face, I begin to wonder, and play along.
'And why's that?'
'BECAUSE I'M THE STAR' she twirls round the pole again giggling playfully, her skirt lifting as she does revealing her thighs 'I'm the star, and who are you?' she inquires.
'I work here' I reply, my eyebrows raised.
'So that means you work for me?'
'I suppose'
'Good'
Miley sets off skipping under the backstage scaffolding, squeeling in delight as she does. I wonder if any of the other staff are still here, I wonder if they can hear her and are questioning what I'm doing.
'Betcha can't catch me Mister' Miley calls back to me, I sigh and set off after her. As I get close she's once again twirling round a scaffolding pole; less playful and more provocative this time, I feel my eyes sticking to her and she notices, upping her tempo, she spins upside down and I finally see beyond doubt that it is her, what's going on? I'm chasing Miley Cyrus around a backstage area.
'Y'know, my manager made me take pole dancing lessons' she says panting between swings. 'I wasn't very good I don't think. Do you think I'm good?'
I look at her leaning against the post panting and giggling, her eyes wide. I laugh.
'Best I've seen'
'Liar'
A wide grin is set across her face and she let's it go.
'What do you do here?' she asks
'I err... Move stuff around, make sure stuff is safe, lay cable...' I trail off as she pipes up
'Boring!'
'Sometimes'
'When is it not boring?' she asks and I bite my lip and don't say 'When I'm chasing sexy little poledancing popstars around' but she reads my mind.
'Do you want me to dance some more for you Mr Boring'
'Please' I reply
Miley twists and gyrates her way through the the maze of scaffolding and wires for the audience of just me. I can see under her skirt she's still in her stage clothes a tight red one piece that rode up just about everywhere it was possible to ride up.
'Do you not want to join in?' She asks in a sing song voice
'I don't dance'
she sighs and asks 'what do you do then?'.
I don't know what came over me then, I stood up and walked over to her, I heard her mutter something like ''bout time' but i didn't hear. I grabbed her and kissed, and she kissed back, her famous tongue snaking around my mouth as mine pressed into hers. My cock was already rock solid from watching her dance but now it strained and pressed against my jeans, aching for her barely concealed slit.
She broke away from the kiss and licked her lips, she looked me up and down her eyes lingering on my bulge before breaking into a mischievous grin.
'I wanna tease you some more' she said as she ran her fingertips along the outline of my cock.
'You're not allowed to touch... him (she motions at my cock) or me! Okay?' I wasn't really in a position to argue. 'Okay.'
'Turn around' she demanded.
'You can look now' i heard her say a few moments later, quieter and more timid than before, I turned, my heart thumping in my chest. Miley stood with in her stage outfit and my hand instinctively went for my zipper.
'ah ah ah' Miley whispered and came over to me moving my hand away and lightly kissing my lips. 'sit' she commanded. I took a seat.
Miley was humming to herself as she danced around for me, my eyes trailing her everywhere, she looked good on stage doing this, she looked incredible here, as she came to her finale she begin to mock rubbing her pussy as she gyrated to the sound of 'oh oh oh', before stopping abruptly and winking before continuing and starting to gently rub her snatch through the thin matierial.
My cock again strained at my jeans as I watched Miley satisfying herself in front of me, I writhed, and jostled in my seat, wanting to take her and she sat playfully smiling at me as she slowly rubbed her cunt.
'Poor thing' she mewwed, dropping to all fours and crawling over to me, again my cock strained at my jeans. 'He looks so restricted'. Her fingers played around the top button of my jeans and i moved my arm to undo them.
'Let me' she said and began to undo them. She undid each button gently almost tenderly and then slid my jeans off.
'Better now?' she asked. I nodded. 'Good, it looks better' She gazed at my cock standing tall in my boxer shorts 'mmm' she moaned as she leaned forward and began planting light kisses through the fabric. 'mmmhmmm' moaned again as, through the fabric she wrapped her mouth around my shaft.
I could feel her saliva seeping through the cotton onto my cock, I wanted to rip my boxers off and fuck her pretty little face, but she kept me still. I could see she was rubbing her pussy again as she sucked me. She moaned more vigorously the deeper she went, her slobber now covering my cock. I reached forward to take my boxers off but she said
'no' I was taken aback. 'I'm having fun' she sang. 'I'm having fun' she repeated before falling backwards giggling, I could see how wet she was now she was lay on her back with her legs open, I found myself staring at her again.
'What do you want me to do?' she asked from the floor, still touching herself 'No touching unless I want it though'. I thought for a moment;
'Stand up' she did looking perky.
'What next'
'Turn Around'
'Okay' she turned around, and I admired the way her outfit rode up her perfect ass for a second before she looked back over her shoulder and giggled 'Hey, stop that, what next'
'Bend over' she bent straight over
'Spank yourself' She began to playfully spank herself
'Harder' Her tempo began to increase
'Do you like this?' she said gasping between slaps.
'Mmmm' I moaned 'Do you?'
'OH, I never thought I would but I do' She gasped, slapping her own ass red 'What should I do next'
'Show me your asshole' She stopped dead. I thought I'd crossed the line, that I'd wake up from this dream, but her fingers began to trace her asscrack and i breathed again. As she found her asshole her fingers gripped around the fabric of her outfit and tugged revealing her ass and pussy to me.
Her pussy glistened with moisture and I couldn't take any more, I slipped my boxers off.
'I want you to touch me now' Miley panted as I slid over to her, standing her upright and pressing my cock against her ass as I struggled with her outfit.
'Just rip it' she panted, turning and kissing me deeply. I tore at the red matierial as Miley began sucking at my neck. First one breast was exposed revealing a small brownish nipple, then the other. I cupped and held them before Miley began working her way further down my body.
She kissed my chest then my stomach then my hips and finally she began to kiss my dick. She took the tip into her mouth before pulling way.
'I want you to use me' she whispered before licking my cock hungrily 'Do whatever you want to me' She took me into her mouth and I let her suck me, her long tongue gliding over every inch of my cock. I grabbed her hair and she yelped but carried on sucking sloppily, greedily.
'Go Deeper' I told her and I could see her straining against her gag before i pulled her back, but she fought back against me, determined to take my entire cock into her mouth and throat.
She pushed against my dick until she gagged then withdrew panting, all the makeup on her face smeared. She through her head backwards, giggling between pants then impaled her mouth onto my cock again. I moaned as she pushed herself, this time when she reached her limit i pushed against, her holding her head still as my cock worked it's way down her throat. I withdrew and she was smiling again.
I pulled her upright and buried my tongue into her mouth as I tore off the final remains of her costume. She lay herself down and spread her legs, rubbing at her clit. I watched her for a moment, enjoying before sliding between her legs. I lined up the tip of my cock against her opening and kissed her as i guided it into her tight willing hole.
I pushed my full length into her and held it there as we rolled on the floor kissing. She was suddenly on top of me, her nails digging into my chest as she rode me. My back banged into the hard floor and she was uttering obscenities.
'Fuck Me Deep' she cooed and I began to buck into her, she started to moan loudly and rapidly, I knew she was cumming so I upped my pace, my hands on her hips dragging her down as she begs to be fucked, I feel her cunt tighten up and she grips my chest and quivers. We stop momentarily. She kisses me and stands up.
'C'mon' she says.
'Where?' I ask
'I want you to cum for me on my stage'
I suddenly remember where I am and who I'm with, but she's already skipped off onto the stage, her cute tits bouncing as she does. I hear her call
'COME ON'
I follow her onto the stage and see the backdrop of a Massive Miley Cyrus head. I take just a moment to think on how surreal this all is before noticing Miley bent over, her finger just teasing the outside of her asshole.
'You liked my ass didn't you?' she asks
'Who wouldn't' I reply
'Would you like to fuck it?' I stand open mouthed
'Who wouldn't' I manage before noticing that she's applying her pussy juice to her asshole to lube herself, I walk over and look down. I drop to my knees and lick her asshole applying a lot of saliva and tasting her pussy, I spit into it before teasing a finger in.
Miley yelps and I ask
'You Sure?'
'Mmmhmm' I lay my dick against her tight puckered asshole and start to gently push it in, there's resistance at first, I push harder and feel the pop as the tip slides in. Miley instinctively clenches up as i push in slowly and hard. I grip Miley's hips as I start to buck, she backs up to me pushing my cock even deeper into her tight ass. I can feel my cum building as I fuck her tight hole.
Miley is panting again as she takes it deep in the ass. Moaning, gently at first, I want to cum but I can't resist fucking her ass until she cums again. I grit my teeth and think of anything else as she starts to writhe in ecstasy, she moans out calling begging me to fuck her ass hard, begging me to cum in her ass. I can't resist.
I feel the cum start to shoot out and I yank out of her, she's on her knees in front of me and has my dick in her mouth before I finish shooting. She's moaning, enjoying the taste of her ass on my cock.
'mmmmm' she moans and collapses into her own mouth swallowing my cum as she does.
Incase you forgot what Miley Cyrus looks like, here's a reminder:
http://xhamster.com/photos/view/3136539-52121436.html
I recently had the privilege of working backstage at a Miley Cyrus gig near my hometown, I work as a roadie and generally follow my brothers band around, but when they're not on tour I get thrown a lot of work by local venues. I can't say I'm a Miley Cyrus fan, but I take whatever work I can get. I don't know if many (any?) of you know what goes on backstage at spectacle gigs, but it involves a lot of hectic work right before and after a gig and a lot of standing about during (and hoping nothing goes wrong).
The Miley Cyrus shows were a multi-night residency, so for a couple of nights, we got paid for basically standing around and chewwing the fat for a few hours after the show, anyway after the first night I got talking to some of Miley's regular crew and asked what she was like. They told me she was a pretty normal girl when there was no cameras around, that she'd normally just throw on sweats after the show and grab a burger somewhere then head back to her hotel. I was a little surprised, I imagined her to be a little coke fueled hellraiser.
Anyway, we chatted and compared stories for a few hours on Miley's labels money and then headed to a local bar for beers, that's when I heard some more juicy stuff. They mentioned earlier that Miley changes when there was a camera on her, well apparently she'll do anything when there's a camera on her. I was intrigued but they were keeping quiet about the details.
Anyway, the next night roles around and goes off without a hitch, there's less of us doing checks after the show and it's mostly the venue's crew rather than Miley's, so I'm there checking some scaffolds when I see this skinny short figure dancing about the stage. I figure it's a fan whose hid back hoping to meet the star or something so I stride over;
'Miss?' I call 'You lost Miss?'
You've gotta be careful in situations like this, you don't wanna get the person in trouble and you don't want to compromise your own position. The best thing to do is generally tactfully show them out.
'You shouldn't be back here' I add, noticing that she's in a short cheer-leader like skirt and a too-large tour hoodie with the hood up. I'm getting closer now and I can see a long blonde fringe, just like Miley's; but most of the girls (and boys) in the crowd had that haircut.
'Are you okay miss?' i ask, just a few feet away as she twirls round a scaffolding pole.
'Oh, I'm fine' She says and the accent takes me by surprise, I'd been expecting a local accent, not a trained southern drawl.
'I err.. don't think you can be here miss' I stutter a little startled. She glances at me innocently.
'I think I can be where I want' she says I can see the corner of a smile flicker behind the fringe which hides most of her face, I begin to wonder, and play along.
'And why's that?'
'BECAUSE I'M THE STAR' she twirls round the pole again giggling playfully, her skirt lifting as she does revealing her thighs 'I'm the star, and who are you?' she inquires.
'I work here' I reply, my eyebrows raised.
'So that means you work for me?'
'I suppose'
'Good'
Miley sets off skipping under the backstage scaffolding, squeeling in delight as she does. I wonder if any of the other staff are still here, I wonder if they can hear her and are questioning what I'm doing.
'Betcha can't catch me Mister' Miley calls back to me, I sigh and set off after her. As I get close she's once again twirling round a scaffolding pole; less playful and more provocative this time, I feel my eyes sticking to her and she notices, upping her tempo, she spins upside down and I finally see beyond doubt that it is her, what's going on? I'm chasing Miley Cyrus around a backstage area.
'Y'know, my manager made me take pole dancing lessons' she says panting between swings. 'I wasn't very good I don't think. Do you think I'm good?'
I look at her leaning against the post panting and giggling, her eyes wide. I laugh.
'Best I've seen'
'Liar'
A wide grin is set across her face and she let's it go.
'What do you do here?' she asks
'I err... Move stuff around, make sure stuff is safe, lay cable...' I trail off as she pipes up
'Boring!'
'Sometimes'
'When is it not boring?' she asks and I bite my lip and don't say 'When I'm chasing sexy little poledancing popstars around' but she reads my mind.
'Do you want me to dance some more for you Mr Boring'
'Please' I reply
Miley twists and gyrates her way through the the maze of scaffolding and wires for the audience of just me. I can see under her skirt she's still in her stage clothes a tight red one piece that rode up just about everywhere it was possible to ride up.
'Do you not want to join in?' She asks in a sing song voice
'I don't dance'
she sighs and asks 'what do you do then?'.
I don't know what came over me then, I stood up and walked over to her, I heard her mutter something like ''bout time' but i didn't hear. I grabbed her and kissed, and she kissed back, her famous tongue snaking around my mouth as mine pressed into hers. My cock was already rock solid from watching her dance but now it strained and pressed against my jeans, aching for her barely concealed slit.
She broke away from the kiss and licked her lips, she looked me up and down her eyes lingering on my bulge before breaking into a mischievous grin.
'I wanna tease you some more' she said as she ran her fingertips along the outline of my cock.
'You're not allowed to touch... him (she motions at my cock) or me! Okay?' I wasn't really in a position to argue. 'Okay.'
'Turn around' she demanded.
'You can look now' i heard her say a few moments later, quieter and more timid than before, I turned, my heart thumping in my chest. Miley stood with in her stage outfit and my hand instinctively went for my zipper.
'ah ah ah' Miley whispered and came over to me moving my hand away and lightly kissing my lips. 'sit' she commanded. I took a seat.
Miley was humming to herself as she danced around for me, my eyes trailing her everywhere, she looked good on stage doing this, she looked incredible here, as she came to her finale she begin to mock rubbing her pussy as she gyrated to the sound of 'oh oh oh', before stopping abruptly and winking before continuing and starting to gently rub her snatch through the thin matierial.
My cock again strained at my jeans as I watched Miley satisfying herself in front of me, I writhed, and jostled in my seat, wanting to take her and she sat playfully smiling at me as she slowly rubbed her cunt.
'Poor thing' she mewwed, dropping to all fours and crawling over to me, again my cock strained at my jeans. 'He looks so restricted'. Her fingers played around the top button of my jeans and i moved my arm to undo them.
'Let me' she said and began to undo them. She undid each button gently almost tenderly and then slid my jeans off.
'Better now?' she asked. I nodded. 'Good, it looks better' She gazed at my cock standing tall in my boxer shorts 'mmm' she moaned as she leaned forward and began planting light kisses through the fabric. 'mmmhmmm' moaned again as, through the fabric she wrapped her mouth around my shaft.
I could feel her saliva seeping through the cotton onto my cock, I wanted to rip my boxers off and fuck her pretty little face, but she kept me still. I could see she was rubbing her pussy again as she sucked me. She moaned more vigorously the deeper she went, her slobber now covering my cock. I reached forward to take my boxers off but she said
'no' I was taken aback. 'I'm having fun' she sang. 'I'm having fun' she repeated before falling backwards giggling, I could see how wet she was now she was lay on her back with her legs open, I found myself staring at her again.
'What do you want me to do?' she asked from the floor, still touching herself 'No touching unless I want it though'. I thought for a moment;
'Stand up' she did looking perky.
'What next'
'Turn Around'
'Okay' she turned around, and I admired the way her outfit rode up her perfect ass for a second before she looked back over her shoulder and giggled 'Hey, stop that, what next'
'Bend over' she bent straight over
'Spank yourself' She began to playfully spank herself
'Harder' Her tempo began to increase
'Do you like this?' she said gasping between slaps.
'Mmmm' I moaned 'Do you?'
'OH, I never thought I would but I do' She gasped, slapping her own ass red 'What should I do next'
'Show me your asshole' She stopped dead. I thought I'd crossed the line, that I'd wake up from this dream, but her fingers began to trace her asscrack and i breathed again. As she found her asshole her fingers gripped around the fabric of her outfit and tugged revealing her ass and pussy to me.
Her pussy glistened with moisture and I couldn't take any more, I slipped my boxers off.
'I want you to touch me now' Miley panted as I slid over to her, standing her upright and pressing my cock against her ass as I struggled with her outfit.
'Just rip it' she panted, turning and kissing me deeply. I tore at the red matierial as Miley began sucking at my neck. First one breast was exposed revealing a small brownish nipple, then the other. I cupped and held them before Miley began working her way further down my body.
She kissed my chest then my stomach then my hips and finally she began to kiss my dick. She took the tip into her mouth before pulling way.
'I want you to use me' she whispered before licking my cock hungrily 'Do whatever you want to me' She took me into her mouth and I let her suck me, her long tongue gliding over every inch of my cock. I grabbed her hair and she yelped but carried on sucking sloppily, greedily.
'Go Deeper' I told her and I could see her straining against her gag before i pulled her back, but she fought back against me, determined to take my entire cock into her mouth and throat.
She pushed against my dick until she gagged then withdrew panting, all the makeup on her face smeared. She through her head backwards, giggling between pants then impaled her mouth onto my cock again. I moaned as she pushed herself, this time when she reached her limit i pushed against, her holding her head still as my cock worked it's way down her throat. I withdrew and she was smiling again.
I pulled her upright and buried my tongue into her mouth as I tore off the final remains of her costume. She lay herself down and spread her legs, rubbing at her clit. I watched her for a moment, enjoying before sliding between her legs. I lined up the tip of my cock against her opening and kissed her as i guided it into her tight willing hole.
I pushed my full length into her and held it there as we rolled on the floor kissing. She was suddenly on top of me, her nails digging into my chest as she rode me. My back banged into the hard floor and she was uttering obscenities.
'Fuck Me Deep' she cooed and I began to buck into her, she started to moan loudly and rapidly, I knew she was cumming so I upped my pace, my hands on her hips dragging her down as she begs to be fucked, I feel her cunt tighten up and she grips my chest and quivers. We stop momentarily. She kisses me and stands up.
'C'mon' she says.
'Where?' I ask
'I want you to cum for me on my stage'
I suddenly remember where I am and who I'm with, but she's already skipped off onto the stage, her cute tits bouncing as she does. I hear her call
'COME ON'
I follow her onto the stage and see the backdrop of a Massive Miley Cyrus head. I take just a moment to think on how surreal this all is before noticing Miley bent over, her finger just teasing the outside of her asshole.
'You liked my ass didn't you?' she asks
'Who wouldn't' I reply
'Would you like to fuck it?' I stand open mouthed
'Who wouldn't' I manage before noticing that she's applying her pussy juice to her asshole to lube herself, I walk over and look down. I drop to my knees and lick her asshole applying a lot of saliva and tasting her pussy, I spit into it before teasing a finger in.
Miley yelps and I ask
'You Sure?'
'Mmmhmm' I lay my dick against her tight puckered asshole and start to gently push it in, there's resistance at first, I push harder and feel the pop as the tip slides in. Miley instinctively clenches up as i push in slowly and hard. I grip Miley's hips as I start to buck, she backs up to me pushing my cock even deeper into her tight ass. I can feel my cum building as I fuck her tight hole.
Miley is panting again as she takes it deep in the ass. Moaning, gently at first, I want to cum but I can't resist fucking her ass until she cums again. I grit my teeth and think of anything else as she starts to writhe in ecstasy, she moans out calling begging me to fuck her ass hard, begging me to cum in her ass. I can't resist.
I feel the cum start to shoot out and I yank out of her, she's on her knees in front of me and has my dick in her mouth before I finish shooting. She's moaning, enjoying the taste of her ass on my cock.
'mmmmm' she moans and collapses into her own mouth swallowing my cum as she does.
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