The night started like any other night for former "American Idol" runner-up Lauren Alaina.
She was getting ready to put on another performance that was sure to leave everyone in attendance floored at her endless singing abilities, but I had a bit of an ulterior motive for being at her show on this night.
You see, it was no secret by then to me or any of the other guys at the show who lusted after Lauren's new, sexier body and hotter looks that she had a new song out called "Next Boyfriend", or that she picked a guy out of the audience at every show to come up on stage with her while she sang it to him and goofed off with him, often flirtatiously.
Being that Lauren actually had a boyfriend of her own, it would seem as though it was often just "innocent flirting" for the song, since the song itself was a pick-up line.
So I guess you could say that I happened to find myself in the right place at the right time to go further with her when it was my turn to be her "next boyfriend."
Lauren looked particularly hot on this night in a leather jacket, an old, ratty rock and roll t-shirt and a tight par of blue jeans that hugged her ass in just the right spot, so by the time she got to the point in her concert where she sang the song, it was pretty safe to say that every guy in the place wanted her.
But I was the one who she called on stage.
"Hi there. Tell everyone out there your name," she told me as she looked me over, clearly fighting feelings that went beyond just the casual feelings of personable artist-fan relations.
"Lauren, my name's John," I told her as I looked her in the eyes, already feeling a connection with her that I couldn't explain as I waited for her to ask the next question, which I already knew was coming.
"Well John. I have a question for you honey. Can you be my next boyfriend?" she asked me in her sweet-sounding Georgia accent, which had my cock stirring in my pants already as it desperately tried to find a way inside of her jeans.
"Absolutely Lauren," I told her, taking the moment to steal a kiss on her cheek as she started into the song, causing her to jump back in playful surprise.
"Well aren't you just the sweetest thing?" she said to me as the crowd watched on, beginning to sing the song as she encouraged me to dance with her, giving all the other guys at the show a jealous moment when our hips ground together and my crotch dug into her ass, our dancing having gotten a little too carried away due to our obvious attraction to one another.
"Why don't you come stop by the bus and say hi to me after the show John? I do this at every show, but for some reason, I REALLY like you," she whispered as the crowd cheered her performance of the song, pulling me in for one last long hug before sending me back to my seat.
As soon as the show was over, I caught Lauren's eye and saw her wink at me as she smiled and directed me to the backstage area, but as soon as I arrived, I heard shouting coming from her bus that told me now might not be the time.
"It's just harmless fun Alex! It's not like I'm going to sleep with him!" I heard Lauren shout as her boyfriend loudly questioned her about letting guys like me get so close to her every night.
"You practically let him fuck you on stage Lauren! This is getting out of hand! Every night I have to look at you flirt with other guys and it seems like things go further and further every night," he complained, Lauren shouting back at him as I knocked on the door of the bus to let her know I was there.
"If you let him in here we're done Lauren. Cause how do I know you're not letting him on here so he can actually fuck you?" her man questioned her, leading her to scream at him to get off the bus and out of her life.
"JUST GO ALEX! I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW! MAYBE I SHOULD FUCK HIM JUST TO TEACH YOU A LESSON!" she shouted at him before waving me on and going to the bathroom to freshen herself up.
"Lauren? Can I come in?" I asked her through the bathroom door a few minutes later when I heard her crying her eyes out inside of it, just about to leave when she opened the door and invited me inside.
"You don't deserve to see me like this John. You have done nothing wrong," she told me as she gave my arm a squeeze, taking my hand and leading me to the edge of the bed a few feet away.
"And you don't deserve to be with a guy who can't trust you Lauren," I told her, brushing her matted blonde hair out of her face and looking her in the eyes as I kissed her on the lips, losing myself in the moment.
"MMM," she moaned, trying to pull away as I kissed her again, pushing her down on the bed as she began to kiss me back and paw at me, my hands running over her body as she started to give into me.
"Lauren, this only has to go as far as you're comfortable with," I whispered to her as I reached for her shirt and pulled it over her head, getting no resistance from her as I unhooked her bra and started kissing the area between her tits.
"MMM..." she moaned as she ran her fingers through my hair, reaching for my shirt and pulling it over my head as I started to suck on her tits, parting her legs with my hands as I started to make my way between them.
"I'd really love to see your pussy Lauren," I whispered to her as I put two fingers in the belt loops of her jeans and yanked them downward, Lauren arching her back and wiggling her hips to help me dispose of them, gasping audibly when I took her panties with them.
"FUCK that is a hot-looking cunt," I softly said, catching my breath as she pulled me close and finished undressing me.
"I'm gonna teach him a lesson he'll never forget, so you're definitely fucking me tonight baby," Lauren purred as I made out with her, her hips pushing into mine as I ran my dick along her wet, swollen pussy lips.
"I bet you've never had anyone but him inside of you," I teased her as I thrust my hips forward and pushed into her, feeling her pussy wrap around my dick and pull me deeper inside of her as I started to thrust in and out of her.
"N-not till now...OHGOD. Fuck me," she hissed as I drove my hips into hers, her own hips twisting and turning around my dick as I tore up her cunt, her walls clinging to it and pulling on it as she wrapped her arms and legs around me.
