Note: This is my first story, so don't be harsh. Only constructive comments please. Also, this is complete fiction, made up, and only a fantasy.
The local radio station was holding a contest to win the only backstage pass the concert had that night. Luckily, I won the contest. I didn't know who I was going to see until I won. When they told me it was Taylor Swift, I wasn't sure if I wanted to keep the tickets or not because I don't listen to that much country music, but then I thought about her hit songs and I was okay with going to meet her.
Along with the backstage pass, I got a front row seat. It was great. She had a tight white T-shirt on and I could just barely see the bra she was wearing underneath it. She also had on a short jean skirt. The concert finally ended after awhile. When she walked to the front of the stage to say thank you and bye to her fans, I was able to see up her skirt, and to my surprise she was wearing a black thong. At that view my manhood shot up. So I walked backstage trying to keep my hard-on from being noticeable (which I think I was successful). I was fighting through the crowds of people trying to get to her room, and when I finally made it through, I showed the security my pass and they let me through the door and into her room.
When I had entered her room, I saw her topless with her bare back facing me with only the black thong on. She hadn't noticed me enter, as she was rubbing her beautiful breasts with her eyes closed facing the mirror. Her left hand was making its way down her stomach to her thong. When she slipped it inside her thong, she let out a soft moan. My cock was standing at full attention watching her masturbate. I cleared my throat to let her know I was in the room. She let out a surprised yelp.
"Oh! What are you doing here?" Taylor asked while trying to cover herself.
"I'm so sorry. Security let me in. I could come back in a couple of minutes if you want me to," I said trying not to make it look completely obvious that I was practically drooling over her body.
She started to look me over. She finally said, "You can stay and chat if you want." Of course I wasn't going to object. She then continued, "First of all why are you back here?"
I answered her, "Well, I won a contest to get a backstage pass to meet you. But when I pictured meeting you, I never thought that you would..."
"Yeah, I know. You never thought you'd see me like this. It's just that I get so horny after my concerts. And I don't ever have time for boyfriends." I think she noticed me staring at her because she never bothered to put a shirt on after we sat down. "So what's your name? Obviously you know I'm Taylor Swift."
"I'm sorry. I'm Derek. It's so nice to meet you. Really nice to meet you." She giggled when I said that, noticing that I was staring at her breasts when I said that.
She got up off the couch. "So what do you wanna do now that we're alone?" This sent crazy thoughts through my head (and my manhood). She noticed the bulge in my jeans and said, "Well, I'm pretty sure I know what you wanna do." With that, she walked over in front of me very sexily and dropped down to her knees. She began to undo my belt and unzip my jeans. She pulled them down to my ankles and I quickly kicked them off. All that was left in between us was my boxers. She quickly pulled those down revealing my fully erect 9 inch cock. "Oh, wow!" She said with a giggle as it flung out. "Wow, it's so big. I don't know if this will fit in my mouth," she said stoking it slowly.
