I decided to open up those lingerie drawers that I had seen during the initial tour. As the drawer slid open, I was able to finally get a good look at the wide variety of bras and panties that were inside. The bras all had larger cups on them to contain Meghan's bust, but they varied from padded push up to sheer lace. The colors covered every part of the spectrum: pastels to neutrals, plain colors to animal prints. The panties were folded, but cuts could still be distinguished on some. There were quite a few thongs in the collection, with a few more modest styles thrown in. She had a few full lingerie outfits that included bustier with stockings. Meghan definitely seemed to like lingerie, and I was hoping that I would get the opportunity to see all of these on her at some point on the tour.
Sitting on the couch, I waited for Meghan to return to the bus. The TV had turned into background noise as I sat waiting. Finally, the bus door opened and Meghan came bopping into the living room.
"How'd the concert go?" I asked.
"Really well, I think! It was so much fun to be back up on stage after spending so much time in the studio the last few months."
Meghan grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and plopped on the couch beside me, downing the whole bottle in a few quick gulps. She seemed tired, but that didn't dampen her chipper mood. She sat and small talked with me for a few minutes before dismissing herself to wash up in the shower.
Meghan took a lot longer in her post-concert routine than Taylor had. Most nights, Taylor would run through the shower and then jump into bed with me. As my only point of reference with a singer after a concert, I had assumed this to be the norm. Meghan's shower lasted a solid 20 minutes. She would then move to her bedroom where she would take another 30-40 minutes to put on her lingerie for the evening and dry and brush her hair. It seemed extraordinarily long for what little was done, but I had nothing better to do, so I couldn't complain.
Finally, after nearly an hour, I heard a playful call of my name coming from her bedroom. I entered that first night to find Meghan standing in front of me wearing a bright pink bra and panty set. The bra was smooth in the cups, but was decorated with lace on the edge. Her panties were decorated similarly and were a bikini cut that clutched her wide ass. She looked quite sexy. The pink played nicely with her long blonde hair and fair skin. Her body was definitely full figured, but I was surprised at how fit and strong her body had seemed. I had assumed she would be a little fat, but her stomach was flat and her big legs were nice and smooth.
Meghan smiled at me and said, "I had a lot of fun tonight performing at the concert. I was hoping that I could keep having fun as you show me how you perform."
Her line was cheesy, but it made me smile. She giggled as I pushed her back onto the bed. Her large boobs swung a little as her body made impact with the mattress. I quickly adjusted her body at the foot of the bed, so that I could easily go down on her. I removed her pink panties I sat them on the floor beside myself. It was a shame that these cute panties had to be removed so soon, but duty called.
Meghan's pussy was shaved, which exposed her large lips and slit. Her inner lips stuck out ever so slightly from her slit. It was a fine pussy and made me grow a little hard. Meghan was lying back on the bed, relaxed waiting for me to go to work.
I had never done oral on a girl for more than maybe 20 minutes. Most of the time, I was good enough to get a quick orgasm by going down on a woman that prepared her for further orgasms via penetration. This would be a new experience for me, but I was ready for the task. I gently kissed the inside of Meghan's meaty thighs and moved my way down onto her full pussy lips.
The start was slow, as I knew I needed to pace myself. I let my tongue explore up and down her slit, which quickly moistened with her tasty juices. Her clit was large and was already pressing firm against my tongue as I glided across it. I spent most of my time in the beginning at her opening. I slid my tongue inside her and began to swirl my tongue around, tasting her warmth with each revolution. Meghan was enjoying things as she gave moans and pants of approval as I worked on her.
I then moved back up her slit to her clit, which must have been hungry for some attention of its own. I flicked my tongue against Meghan's hardened clit and her body jolted with pleasure. She appeared to be very sensitive, so I began very gracefully manipulating my tongue against her clit as I worked up and down her slit.
I reached a hand up toward Meghan's chest and began to gently squeeze her right breast as I continued to work my mouth on her. Her subdued moans had grown louder as I continued to go at her. I began to focus more and more on her clit. Meghan's moans had now morphed into loud near screams. She began to press her hips toward my face as her body begged for more of my tongue. She placed her hand on top of my head and forced my face closer against her now soaked pussy.
"Holy shit, I'm so freaking close!" she screamed through gasps for breath.
My pace quickened and I pressed my tongue more forcefully on her big clit. Suddenly, she flung her hand off my head and toward her mouth.
"Oh my go-," she screamed as her hand tried to muffle her excitement.
Her hips and back began to convulse as her orgasm worked its way through her body. Meghan was screaming so loudly with pleasure, that I was afraid someone would hear from outside. I eased up some and allowed her to catch her breath and let the orgasm run its course.
When I felt like Meghan had recovered, I began to work again. I progressed in a similar fashion, as I tried to read her excitement and pace the situation. The orgasms began to fire quickly and often. She squirmed on the bed with delight, as my arms held onto her hips, preventing her from moving too far away.
My tongue began to tire and I began to worry about providing any more pleasure, as I thought it may induce a full blown asthma attack. I finally pulled back and let go of her hips, as a final orgasm took control of her body. Her breathing began to ease a few moments later. I had been trying to count when I thought she had reached orgasm and the number had approached double digits. Her large breasts rose and fell as she lay on the bed, trying to find the energy to move.
Finally, she was able to muster the energy to speak, "Wow! Just ...wow! I'm not sure if my legs will ever get feeling back."
I chuckled and gave her leg a quick kiss before turning and walking out her bedroom door. Over an hour had passed, and my tongue felt like it needed an ice pack from all that work. My cock was stiffened in my jeans and I could feel a large amount of pre cum soaked onto my boxer briefs. It had been such a turn on to elicit that amount of pleasure out of Meghan.
I stepped into the bathroom and quickly jerked and blew a load of cum into the toilet. I had no idea how I was going to be able to handle not having sex, if she was going to react that hot during oral. My quick masturbation curbed my horniness slightly. I laid crammed into the small bed and fantasized about what it would be like to do more than just go down on Meghan. I was desperate to see those large breasts uncovered and feel my cock inside her warm wet pussy.
It had been foreplay for me, but I was sure that Meghan had been more than satisfied. I wasn't sure how I would keep my dick at bay, but was glad that I had been able to satisfy her. The coming weeks would be telling, as we had many more wild nights ahead.
