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Getting Lucky With Maren Morris

Getting Lucky With Maren Morris

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Some times, having a family member involved in the local music scene can pay off. Such was the case when my cousin, a drummer for a band in Salt Lake City, called me up and said, "Hey, what are you doing tonight?" I told him I didn't have any plans and asked what was up.

"Maren Morris is playing at the Complex and we're the opening act. I got a few tickets from it to pass out and thought of you first," he said.

I was a big fan of Maren Morris and had been trying to get tickets to her show, but ran out of money before I could, so I quickly accepted the offer. He told me where to meet him, just outside the Complex, an event venue in downtown SLC and he would pass over the ticket.

It was a hot summer day in early June in Utah as I made the drive a few hours later. I had Maren's music blaring in my car, eager and excited to see her live for the first time. The Complex wasn't very big, only holding 2,500 people, so I was hoping I would have a good view point of her. Because, as much as I enjoyed her music, I also greatly enjoyed her body, the way she showed it off, and would love to see it up close.

When I found my cousin outside the venue, he said, "Stick around close to the barrier after the show. I'm gonna try to get you backstage. Maren is cool as hell and I've been talking you up."

Talking me up? I wonder what he meant by that. But a chance to meet Maren? I'll stick around all night.

Once inside the venue, I was able to make my way up close to the stage, standing right next to the barrier. My cousins band was on first, of course, and I enjoyed the mix of country and rock music that they played. I had seen them numerous times live and seemed to be the only one in the crowd that knew the words to their songs.

By the end of their thirty-minute set, they had the crowd going and they ended up getting a standing ovation, which made me happy for them. As they walked off the stage, they each ran over to me, gave a little hug, and thanked me to support them. When my cousin got to me, he whispered in my ear, "Seriously, don't go anywhere after Maren is done. You won't regret it."

Maren came on the stage about twenty minutes later. For most of the shows on her tour, she had been wearing either a skirt or a dress but for this show, she was wearing black pants and a black tanktop. The tanktop had a deep V cut to it, showing off portions of her chest and was mostly backless, tying up at the top, and around her waist in the front.

Maren sang for about two hours, chatting with the crowd in-between songs, and put on a hell of a show. I was memorized by her ass in the tight pants she had on and the way her brown hair, ending just above her shoulders flowed and moved as she sang. I knew every word to all her songs and was pretty sure she caught me singing along to them.

When she ended the show after her encore, I stayed by the barrier like my cousin instructed. As everybody else followed out, I saw a security guard walking towards me.

"Are you Kevin?" He ask!ed me and I confirmed that I was. "Come with me, please," he said as he moved the barrier out of the way and lead me backstage. I followed him down the hallway to a room where it sounded like a party was happening. He opened the door to the room and gestured for me to go in.

Once in there, I saw my cousin's band and Maren's band all laughing and joking. My cousin, Randy, saw me walk in and came over to me, handing me a shot glass, filled with whiskey. "Just in time! Maren was just about to give a toast and then I'll introduce you," he told me.

I felt a little strange standing in a circle with all of the band members and some of the crew but as I caught a glimpse of Maren for the first time off-stage, I was totally focused on her and how beautiful she was up close.

"Alright, everybody!" Maren shouted, trying to get the room to quiet down. "What a great show! I want to thank Five Odd Bear for opening for us tonight. Next time we're anywhere close to Utah, we're calling you guys! Great show. Amazing time. I fucking love you all! Cheers!"

We all screamed cheers and took our shots and I felt like a member of the band. As people started to file out, Randy guided me over to where Maren was sitting and chatting with somebody and said, "Hey, Maren, this is my cousin that I was telling you about."

"Oh, hi," Maren said as she stood up and shook my hand. I had to be at least a foot taller than her, if not more, as I easily towered over her. "Randy told me a lot about you today."

"Really? Why?" I asked, a little confused.

"He told me that you are a big fan," Maren said.

"I am. Have been for a while. You're really talented," I told her.

"Oh, thanks. Do you only like my singing?" She asked me, taking a glass of wine somebody offered her and taking a sip from it.

"I mean, from what I've seen online, you seem like a pretty chill person, a good mom, and that you really enjoy what you do and are happy with yourself," I told the thirty-four year old country singer.

"You're cute," Maren said with a giggle before she walked away to talk to somebody else.

As she left, I turned to my cousin who said, "Dude, you're an idiot."

"What? Why?" I asked him, confused again.

"She's looking to get laid. Seriously. That's why I called you and been talking you up and why you were allowed back here," he told.

"How do you know?" I asked him, looking over at Maren, drinking her wine and laughing with one of her band mates.

"She told me. She was hitting on me earlier, I told her I was married, she asked if I knew any hot single guys in town, and I showed her your picture. As soon as she saw it, she told me to get you here," Randy explained to me. "Go get her. Now."

I walked over to where Maren was and stood next to her, debating what to say. I wasn't a stranger when it came to getting a woman into bed with me, but it wasn't every day you got a chance with one that is famous. She saw me standing next to her, finished her wine, and said, "Hey, Kevin, something on your mind?"

"Yes, there is," I said, looking down at her. "You asked if I only liked your singing and I don't tell you the complete truth about what else I like. You're also one of the most beautiful woman in the woman."

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"Oh, you're sweet," she said with a giggle. "But you don't have to flatter me. I've already made up my mind that I'm sleeping with you tonight. I was just wondering how long it'd take you to realize it and how to get you on my tour bus.

"Just lead the way," I told her.

Maren smiled at me, handed her wine glass to somebody, grabbed my hand, and started to walk me out of the room. I turned at the last second and made eye contact with Randy, who gave me a thumbs up.

Maren's bus was right outside of the entertainment venue. She opened the door and invited me inside, closing and locking it behind me. I looked around inside the bus, which was a bit of a mess, with kids toys laying in random places, snacks left out on the table, and some clothes tossed around.

"Sorry, it's a bit of a mess. My son just went back to his day yesterday and it usually takes me a day or two to adjust and clean up," Maren told me.

"It's OK. I don't mind," I told her.

"I'm sure you don't. Can I tell you a secret?" Maren asked, pulling out a bottle of tequila and asking if I wanted a drink. I told her yes to both as I found a spot to sit in the couch and she started pulling out more bottles and two empty glasses.

"I'm a very sexual person. And I've discovered something about myself since my divorce. I no longer care who I sleep with. Man or woman. Young, old, whatever. As long as they can please me and I can please them, I'm game," she explained as she mixed us a drink.

"Did you say man or woman?" I inquired.

"Yes. Not that is matters right now. All that matters, as far as I'm concerned, is what's in your pants. Do you think it's enough for me?" She asked, walking towards where I was and handing me the drink.

I took it as took a drink, looking at her and saying, "Let's find out."

"That's what I was hoping you'd say," Maren, downing her drink in one gulp. "Because, as much as I love, adore, and can't live without him, it's really hard to bring somebody on the bus when I have my son. And there's only so much a girl can do with her fingers and toys."

I finished my drink and sat the cup down as Maren started to stroke my arm. I twisted towards her and brushed some hair behind her ear, keeping my hand on her cheek, as I angled her head up and towards me. I looked into her dark brown eyes with my blue eyes as our lips made contact, our eyes closed, and we kissed.

Our kiss quickly turned into making out, our heads twisting and turning as we did so. Maren's hand went down my arm to my groin, rubbing against my cock through the pants I had on. I wrapped my arm around her waist, feeling her bare skin on my hand, and started to rub her lower back. Maren started to twist her body more into mine, throwing her leg over my lap and straddling my groin.

I moved my hands down to her butt and squeezed her cheeks with them, as she started to roll her hips on top of me, sliding her groin back and forth on my growing cock. I felt her tongue pushing against my lips and I opened my mouth, letting her tongue in, and using mine to wrestle with hers. I kept my hands on her ass, continuing to squeeze it, as we made out and she dry humped me.

Feeling my cock pressing into her groin, Maren ended the kiss, her forehead resting against mine, still rolling her hips, and said, "Let's see what we're working with here."

I smiled as Maren climbed off my lap, kneeling on the floor of her tour bus. I always thought that I was pretty blessed down there, so I was anxious to see what Maren thought. One of her hands rubbed my hard cock through my jeans while the other hand started to undo the botton and unzip them.

I lifted my hips up as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my jeans and started to tug them down, along with my boxers. I watched as Maren wrapped her tiny hand around my cock, her fingers barely able to touch due to the girth of it. She held it straight up, stuck her tongue out, and licked up the seven inches of my shaft until she reached my tip, where she swirled her tongue around it.

Her hand started to go up and down the full length of my shaft while she licked the pre-cum off my tip, looked up at me, and said, "Yeah, this is going to be a fun night." She wrapped her lips around my tip and started to slide her mouth down my shaft. Her cheeks almost instantly started to bulge out as her hand continued to move up and down. Maren started to bob her head up and down the first couple inches of my cock.

I leaned my head back on the couch, letting out an, "Oh, my God," as Maren worked my shaft with her mouth and hand. Sitting back up so I could watch her as she blew me, I reached down, placed my hand on her left breast and gave it a squeeze. Maren moaned on my cock, sending vibrations down my shaft, and I took it as an invitation to slide my hand into her tanktop, and grope her bare breast.

Taking her hand off my cock as I squeezed her breast, Maren reached back behind her, grabbed the top of her tanktop where it was tied behind her neck, and pulled the knot loose. The tanktop immediately fell, revealing her A-cup-sized breasts to me. I reached down with my other hand and squeezed both of her breasts, small enough to fit my entire hand over, but the perfect amount to squeeze. Maren continued to bob her head up and down my shaft as I played with her breasts.

"Fuck, Maren, you're mouth and tits feel great," I told the country, wondering how many guys in the audience would be jealous of me right now.

Maren giggled, taking me out of her mouth, and said, "It'll feel even better when you're fucking me with this amazing cock of yours."

"Yes, but I have other plans first," I told her as I helped her to stand up. With Maren standing in front of me, she quickly finished pulling off her tank top as I wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her close to me. I kissed her flat stomach, squeezed her ass, and started to undo her belt. I pulled it out of her black jeans, undid the buttons holding them together, and pulled them down to her ankles, where she kicked them to the side.

Maren wasn't wearing any underwear as I put my hands on her hips, holding her still as I leaned forward to kiss her clean-shaven pussy. I stuck out my tongue and licked up and down her slit as she let out another moan. "Maybe we should move to the bed so that you can focus on my pussy and not holding me up," she said as I continued to lick her.

"Yes ma'am," I replied as I stood up from the couch. I pulled off my shirt as Maren wrapped her hand hack around my shaft and started to walk towards the back of the bus, leading me to her bed.

Once there, Maren lay down on the bed, scooting up until her head was on her pillow. She had her knees up, her feet down, as she looked at me, and beckoned me closer with her finger. I gladly climbed onto the bed in between her legs, leaning down close to her vagina, and once again sticking my tongue out.

I pushed my tongue past her lips and into her pussy. I licked all around her insides, humming to send vibrations into her. Maren moaned as I ate her out and I looked up to see her squeezing one of her breasts with her hands. "Oh fuck yes, Kevin," she said as I darted my tongue in and out of her wet pussy.

I brought my hand up and started to rub her clit with my fingers. As I put pressure on it, Maren started to push her hips up, trying to get my tongue deeper into her. Her moans got louder, her back arched off the bed, and I felt her juices flowing out of her mouth and into mine as she reached her climax.

"Oh, fuck yes, Kevin. That's it right there. Don't stop. Don't stop. Fuck. Yes!" Maren screamed and I briefly worried that somebody might hear her and come looking.

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As her orgasm ended, I gave her pussy one more lick before I sat up in bed. I watched her taking a few deep breaths, her chest heaving up and down, and she said, "Guess I should have told you that I tend to yell when I get really turned on. I can't wait to see how loud I get with your cock in me."

"Aren't you worried somebody will see the bus rocking or hear you and come to find out what's going on?" I asked as I stared at her naked body.

Maren laughed and said, "Nah, everybody knows to avoid the bus after a show if my kid isn't here. Plus, it'll only be the drivers getting on tonight. Everybody else rides the other buses."

"Drivers? You need more than one?" I asked.

"To keep each other company, in case one gets tired," she said. "Don't want one of them falling asleep while I'm asleep."

"So, two guys all alone on a bus with just you?" I asked, giving her a look.

"Yes. And it's just like you're thinking. I've fucked and blow both of them. Multiple times. Some times in the same night," she answered. "So, you gonna make me scream with that dick of yours? Or would you rather hear me talk about fucking other guys some more?"

I laughed this time and said, "I'm going to make you scream, moan, and beg for more."

"Do it," she said, her eyes on my long, thick cock.

I wrapped my hand around my shaft and moved forward until I was laying on above Maren, with my free hand on the bed, keeping me raised above her. I teased her pussy with the tip of my cock before I inserted it into her entrance, let go with my hand, and pushed all the way inside her, watching as her eyes closed, a wave of pleasure washed over her face, and she moaned as I filled her with my thick cock.

"Holy fuck, it's been a minute. Don't move. Let me enjoy this," Maren said as I got all of my cock in her.

I leaned down until our upper bodies were touching. I could feel her nipples pressing into my chest as I started to kiss her again, slowly moving my cock back and forth. Maren wrapped her arms and legs around me, trying to hold me still, and said, "Oh, my God. I'm sorry. I don't normally do this, but I need a second to get used to you. Fuck."

I laughed and said, "Sorry, I've just been dreaming of this moment for so long."

"Yeah? You've had dreams about fucking me?" She asked as we looked into each other's eyes.

"Definitely. Couldn't tell you how many times you'd post a picture where you're wearing a dress and I'd be wishing I was backstage, just waiting to push that dress up, see what's under it, and go to town on you," I told her.

"Do you want to know a secret?" She asked and I said of course. "Most of the time that I'm wearing a dress, that's what I'm hoping for too. And I'm usually not wearing anything under them."

"Fuck," I said, unable to control myself as I started to move my cock again.

"So, why do you show me just how hard you want to go to town on me?" Maren said lustfully as she unwrapped her arms and legs from around me.

I pushed myself back up above her, giving myself the best angle to pull my cock out, push it back in, going out and in, harder and faster with every thrust of my hips, until I was pounding into her as hard as I could, and making her moan every time I pushed deep inside her.

"Oh, fuck yes. That's what I needed. Yes. Harder. Faster. Fuck me," Maren moaned as I gave her the full length of my cock with every thrust of my hips, slamming into her over and over.

"You know what else I've dreamed about?" I asked the brunette-haired woman. When she asked what it was, I told her, "You riding me."

Maren giggled and said, "You want me to ride your big, thick cock?"

"I want you to sit on my cock while I bounce your sexy little body up and down it," I told her.

"Fuck yes," Maren moaned.

I pulled out of her and laid down on the bed. I put my hands on her hips as she sat up, threw her leg over me, and slid my cock back into her pussy. She leaned down, pressing her breasts into my chest and passionately kissing me. I used my grip on her thin hips to raise her body up until I could feel just my tip inside her, then pulled her back down my shaft.

Maren ended the kiss as I kept raising her up and lowering her down my shaft, leaving her mouth open as she moaned. She sat up straighter on my cock and I watched as she played with her breasts, squeezing them, and pinching her nipples as I made her ride me. "Fuck," she moaned, dragging out the word.

After a few minutes of bouncing her up and down on my cock, I could feel her starting to do it by herself, so I took my hands off her hips and moved them up to her breasts. I pushed her hands off them and began using my fingers to pinch and rub her nipples. Maren never slowed down her riding me when I let go of her, continuing to do it with her eyes closed and her hair bouncing all over her head and face.

"Fuck, you're cock is amazing," she moaned as I took my hands off her breasts, moving them down her skinny body, and back to her hips, holding onto them as she bounced up and down.

"You're whole body is amazing," I told her, in shock I was watching one of the prettiest singers ride me.

"I've heard from quite a few guys that I look amazing from the back as well. Want to compare the two views?" Maren told me and I told her that I would love to. I let go of her hips as she briefly took me out of her, spun around, and easily slid back down my shaft. Maren leaned forward on the bed until her arms were out stretched, holding herself up with her hands, and she was sliding up and down my shaft, giving me an excellent view of my cock going in and out of her pussy.

I reached out and put my hands on her ass and started to squeeze her buttcheeks over and over as she rode me. She looked back at me, flipping her head out of her face, and said, "Don't be shy with it. I love a little ass play."

I raised my right hand up and brought it down sharply on her ass, repeating with my left hand and going between the two until ass was red. The entire time, Maren continued to ride me, yelping and moaning in pleasure every time my hand came down on her. Leaving one hand on her buttcheek, I used my other hand to apply some pressure to her entrance there.

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