Just two things-1: Yes, this story is kind of long but very sexual. 2: A HUGE thank you to my boyfriend! He edited, gave me ideas, and answered questions. Unfortunately he doesn't have an account but he deserves credit. Other than that, thanks for reading!
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Andi Jefferson grinned as she looked out into the crowd. She was currently on the stage of her sold out concert entertaining thousands of screaming fans. Andi had been singing since she was three but the last few years have been her call to fame. She started out touring with big pop stars to get her name out there but this year she wasn't the rookie. This was the first tour of her career where she was the headlining act-and she couldn't be happier. She was also having a lot of fun hanging out with her opening act, Stella Lopez. She was just starting out but had true potential. As the last song of the evening ended, Andi refocused her attention to the audience. She smiled wide and yelled "goodnight Los Angeles! Thank you all for coming!" Then after a minute or two of bowing and waving, she went backstage to meet up with Stella while the band took care of the stage. Normally she liked to help but lately she had been eager to see Stella. Andi tried telling herself it was because they were becoming fast friends but somewhere in her heart she knew it was because of hidden romantic feelings. When she caught sight of the Latin beauty, she swallowed the lump in her throat. "Hey Stella, great job tonight!"
"Hey thanks-you too! I can't wait to someday be where you are."
Andi laughed. "Don't worry, your time will come. But for right now let's head back to the dressing room-my throat is dying of thirst."
With that the girls headed back to their joint dressing room for some much needed relaxation. The arena's manager tried fighting for them to have separate rooms but Andi didn't really care. She wasn't the diva that most pop stars were. Once in the room, Andi grabbed a water bottle, kicked her heels off, and plopped onto the couch. Stella did the same, dramatically sighing as she laid her head on Andi's shoulder.
"Is that really necessary?"
"I'm Latin-we wear our hearts on our sleeves."
The girls laughed but Andi couldn't stop the butterflies from swarming her stomach. For most of her life, she had suspected she was a lesbian. No guys ever caught her eye and now these thoughts about Stella were only strengthening those suspicions. Andi had even thought about telling her about these feelings but didn't want to risk making things awkward this early in the tour. However, her internal monologue was cut short by Stella poking her in the stomach. Andi flinched causing her to almost spill her water. "Why the poking?"
"Wanted your attention. I've always wondered...is Andi your real name? I mean I love it but most moms don't come up with that."
Andi laughed at the question. She had been asked this multiple times growing up so it was nothing new. "It's actually short for Cassandra. When my mom found out she was having a girl, she picked out, in her opinion, the prettiest girl name she could find. And don't get me wrong it suits some people but I never felt like it was right for me. Plus Cassandra is too long for a record deal."
Stella laughed at the crack at the music industry. They were always wanting to change something about the artist-even if it was the name. "Oh ok...I guess that makes sense...Andi does suit you but I can see why your mom picked Cassandra. The name is almost as beautiful as you."
Andi's heart lurched at that last comment. Sure, it wasn't uncommon for girls to give each other compliments but the sultry seduction of Stella's voice had Andi's palms sweating and a strange tingling to course over her body. But before she could process all this new information, a knock came to the door. To flustered to speak, she let Stella answer. Behind the door was Jack, their agent. "Sorry to bother you ladies but we have some gifts out here from the fans. Would you like to open them? They've been inspected for safety."
Stella's face lit up like a child's face in a candy store. "Oh I love presents! Bring them in!"
Andi laughed until she saw how many were wheeled in. There had to be at least ten gifts there. Once Jack got them all laid out, she bid the girls goodnight and left the room. Andi spoke first. "Wow...I wasn't expecting so many..."
"Well what do you expect? You're popular."
"Hey some of those could be for you."
"Eh whatever-let's just open them!"
They both started grabbing packages and ripping them open like it was Christmas morning. After a few minutes, they had burned through all of them. In Stella's collection she had perfume, candles, jewelry, and a scarf someone had handmade. Over on Andi's side, she had jewelry, clothes, cards, CD's of people wanting to be discovered, and a hand made scarf similar to Stella's. After looking, she sat back against the couch and looked over at Stella. "Looks like we did pretty well tonight."
"Yeah...I think I chose the right profession."
"I think so too-what's that?"
Looking over at the gift table, Andi noticed they had missed a gift. It wasn't wrapped fancy or overly big but it somehow had peaked her interest. Grabbing it, she showed it to Stella who instructed Andi to open it. "Got your name on it."
With bubbling excitement, Andi peeled away the tape, opened the box, jumped in shock at the object. It was pink, thick, semi long, smooth and curved at the end. As soon as Stella saw it, she started bursting out laughing. "Oh my gosh-I can't believe someone sent you a vibrator!"
"They sent me a what!?...why on Earth would they send me that?"
Stella, still laughing, picked it up to get a better look. "Probably some teenage fantasy...but whoever got this went all out. I've seen these online and they're not cheap."
Andi was still trying to process the gesture. She'd gotten some interesting gifts over her lifetime but never anything sexual. She wasn't by any means a nun but she also wasn't open like Stella was. Which is probably this next question made her face turn into a tomato.
"So are you going to use it?"
"U-use it? B-but I-I don't even know if it's safe...o-or who sent it..."
"Andi, relax. It's a vibrator, not a bomb. Second, most of these gifts are anonymous...but if it makes you feel better I'll read the note they left...'Dear Andi, I've been a huge fan since you started. Always listening to you whenever I got the chance and cheering when you hit it big. So it was no surprise that when I saw this I thought of you. I've noticed that in the last few shows you've done, your microphone has been pink. Hence, the pink color of this toy. I found it at a local Adult store and decided on a whim to send it to you-batteries included. Love, your number one fan-Jake.'"
Andi sat there speechless while Stella spoke again. "Alright, so that's a little bit creepy but he had good intentions...what I'd recommend is forget how you got it and just enjoy it. Waste not want not."
Andi hated that Cheshire cat grin Stella was sporting but the thought of using it did get the blood flowing. Truth be told, Andi has never really masturbated. She's tried a few times using erotic stories but nothing ever seemed to turn her on and she refused to watch porn. She mostly used it as a relaxation tool before a really important meeting instead of just mindless pleasure. But something was holding her back from telling Stella all this. She had a feeling it would embarrass her more than she already was. Stella then piped up. "You alright there? You look kind of pale."
