Date: Wed, 01 Oct 2003 00:53:59 -0800
From: Aztec Jaguaress <aztecjaguaress@bitheway.zzn.com>
Subject: My Country Star 1
DISCLAIMER:
This story is totally fictional, and the celebrity, and other characters,
involved had no part in this story, and the facts contained within the
story are not based on reality.
You must be over eighteen in order to read the story. The song lyrics that
are used in this story are taken from www.chely.com you will find all that
you need to know about the song there. This is my first attempt at a
romance/erotic fiction story. This is the first part of my story, I will
submit the next part as soon as I finish it. Comments would be greatly
appreciated, you can contact me at aztecjaguaress@bitheway.zzn.com
MY COUNTRY STAR
It was a rather exciting day for me as my plane flew into Nashville.
Nashville has always been on my list of places to see, along with some out
of country places and many other states here in the U.S.. The ticket to
Nashville was a late birthday gift from my best friend, Beverly, who was
also tagging along on the trip.
Now the friendship that Beverly and I have is nothing more than just
being friends, although some people do have their doubts about us being
just friends. I mean, yes I am a 18 year old, bisexual/lesbian, meaning I
tens to lean to females more, college student that does have a crush on
her, but that's all it is. But this trip for the two of us to fly into
Nashville, to go to the Chely Wright fan club party (an event that happens
every June), had to have really gave everyone back home something to gossip
about.
"Bev. I still don't know how to thank you enough for bringing me to
Nashville," I said happily as I looked out the window at the scenery below.
"Hey, no prob. Li'l sis. I knew how much you've wanted to come to
Nashville. I thought that it was the perfect birthday gift, along with
going to see Chely in concert." She said as I turned to face her. We made
eye contact and she gave me her sweetest smile, and I couldn't help but to
smile back. We slowly leaned toward each other, when we were startled by
the captain's voice over the speakers:
"We will be landing in Nashville in approximately 5 more hours."
"Damn, why is it that every time we come close to kissing, something
has to interrupt it?" I thought to myself with a sigh.
"I wonder what everyone back home is thinking now, about just me and
you on this little vacation?" I asked with a bit of a chuckle afterward.
"Who know's Miranda. I'm sure that once we get back, everyone's going
to be asking a lot of personal questions. Especially after what happened
at my house-warming party." She said and rested her head against the
headrest of the seat.
"Yeah, that was an unexpected little event." I replied thinking back
to that day, only a few months earlier at the house-warming.
It was getting late into the evening, and when most of her family left
back home for the night is when she and her roommate, Amanda, brought out
the punch bowl, full of Jungle Juice, a type of alcoholic mixed drink. Now
since I'm under age, I don't drink, but since every one was having fun, and
I was spending the night anyway, Bev, who's 26, decided that we would share
a cup. Well one shared cup somehow became about 5 shared cups, and since I
was eating while I would take a few drinks, the alcohol didn't effect me
that much, but it did affect her, and I picked her up started walking, she
was rather light from working out every chance she had, to the backdoor to
go inside, when out of the blue, she looked up into my eyes, and said "I
love you," before wrapping her hands behind my head and giving the most
passionate French kiss I ever had. This caught me off guard, and I tried
to pull back, but she held my head close to hers until she slowly pulled
back and smiled at me before falling asleep. There was no doubt that all
her friends, including her boyfriend, saw what everyone thought was not a
reality with Beverly. When everyone left from the party, shocked at what
they saw, Amanda helped me take Beverly upstairs to her bedroom and lay her
in bed. We walked back down stairs to clean up from the party, when Amanda
broke the silence, "I know you're bi and all. But I never thought that
Beverly was."
"She's not, I'm sure of it, she's just a little over intoxicated to
realize what she's doing. When she's over being drink and when her
hangover passes tomorrow, and if she remembers the kiss, I'm sure she'll be
asking me to forgive her for it. Don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess so, but I don't know, I guess I just freaked out along
with everyone else at it." Amanda said and handed me some of the
condiments from the barbecue to take inside.
I smiled at the memory, but mostly what Bev had told me Sunday night
before I left when we were standing in the front yard by my car.
"Miranda, I know you're thinking that I was too drunk to know what I
was doing or thinking, but although that may be true, when you held me in
your arms to take me inside, I just felt like that's where I belonged. I
felt comfortable, safe, and loved. That's why I kissed you, I'm sorry if
it caught you off guard, but I do love you. I'm going to prove that to
you, no matter how long it takes, or what I need to do." The whole time
she spoke, she kept eye contact with me, then we parted with a hug and a
quick small kiss.
I was lost in the memory that I didn't hear anything around me until I
felt someone, or something, bump my arm.
"Miranda, are you with us? Time to come back to reality li'l sis."
Beverly said after gently nudging my arm.
"Sorry, I was thinking back to the house-warming. When we get to the
hotel, can we talk about it, I want to talk privately about this."
"Sure thing."
Well those five hours flew by rather fast. By the time we landed it
was early evening, and boy did it feel good to get up and stretch out. It
was about 4:30 when we landed at Nashville International Airport. After we
got our luggage, we walked toward the front of the airport. When we
reached the doors to go out to either get a taxi or a limo, I saw a
chauffeur holding up a sign that said "Cordova" with large black letters.
Beverly lead the way until we got to where he was standing and confirmed
that we were the two that he was waiting for, before following him to the
black limo what was waiting outside for us.
Once he packed our two suitcases, and duffel bags in the trunk, opened
the door and helped us into the back of the limo, we were our way to the
hotel. As if bringing me to Nashville, renting a limo to take us wherever
we wanted, I had another surprise in store for me. She managed to get a
suite at the Marriot for about 5 nights.
"Oh my God Beverly! You really out did yourself for my birthday this
year! I don't know how I'll ever be able to make it up to you." I
exclaimed as we stood in front of the hotel waiting for our luggage.
"Thank you so so so so much!" I said and gave her a half friendly, half
lover firm hug.
After about five minutes in the lobby, after we got the room keys, we
were on the elevator on the way up to the floor that our room was on. Once
in the room, we buzzed the lobby to have our luggage brought up to us. Now
talk about nice, this room was like a condo. It had practically
everything, kitchen with a phone, a dining area, living room with a sleeper
couch, cable T.V., two bathrooms, a main one with a stand-up shower big
enough for two people, and another in the bedroom with a Jacuzzi. I did
notice one thing about the room. It only had one bedroom with a king size
bed, another T.V. with cable, and another phone.
"Hey Bev who's going to sleep in the bedroom?" I called out. Just
then I hear a knock at the door, and walked back into the living room to
see who it was, although I knew that it would be the bellboy with the
luggage.
After being tipped and thanked for his trouble, she turned, walked to
me, and with that sexy, soft husky voice she has, which happens to be even
more sexy when she tries to sound seductive, "We're both sleeping together
in the bedroom. That's why I got a suite with only one bed."
"Oh ok" I said trying to sound as seductive as she was, and failing to
do so, she gave me a sweet smile put her arms around my lower back and
pulled me close to her, before giving me an unexpected kiss.
"About time." I thought to myself, and kissed her back.
It started off as a gentle friendly kiss, I loved the way her lips
felt when we kissed, or when I gently ran a finger across them, silky soft.
Then we parted look into each others eyes, then kissed again, more
passionately, eyes closed, before I felt her soft, cool tongue escape her
mouth, and gently work its way into my slightly parted lips. Our tongues
playfully wrestled each other, as the kiss lingered forever, it seemed
like. It was perfect, being held by the one that always had my heart, and I
loved with all I had, when we first got to see each other again while she
was teaching at my old school. Finally, knowing that she felt the same way
about me made all better.
We slowly, and hesitantly, parted from our kiss to catch our breath,
when she asked, "Wasn't there something that you wanted to talk about?"
Before releasing me from her gripping hug.
"Yeah, there is. It has to do with what you told me the night after
the house-warming party." I said, as I broke eye contact with her. "I just
don't want to fall madly in love with you, then something happen and I'll
end up losing you, as a friend, big sister, and guardian angel. I just
need to know that that will never happen before we get deeper in the
relationship."
"I know, all of what I said is true. I don't know how to explain it,
but when you first told me that you were bi, I felt happy because I wanted,
and still do want to, be with you. I've dated guys in the past, only
because I was ashamed of liking other girls, and during college, I told
myself that I would never find the girl of my dreams. That's why I took to
dating guys. When we were together again when I taught you back in Junior
High, I felt drawn to you. When I started teaching Elementary, I loved it
when you went by to see me all the time after school. I enjoyed having
your company. I kept telling myself that it would never work because you
weren't like me, a lesbian. Then before you graduated, everything seemed
to fall into place. When you held me in your arms and carried me inside
that night, it felt so right. It was as if you were meant to hold me, and
I was meant to hold you. I want to be with you for the rest of our lives.
We're soul-mates."
"The same goes from me to you Bev. I want to be with you more than
anything. All those times when I was in school when I would go to visit
you, it was because I had to see you, be near you, and hear that sexy voice
of yours. Ever since Junior High, you've always had my heart. I knew that
you were the one, but I didn't know what you would think or do. Yes, we
are soul-mates." I said, ending the conversation with a kiss, and letting
my hand slowly work it way down to rub her thigh. A small moan escaped
from her mouth as we kissed.
"Feels good. I see you want to have some fun tonight," she said with
a wink and a smile.
"Maybe," I said playfully as I sat on the couch.
She joined me, as I turned the T.V. on to see what was showing. She
cuddled up next to me, I placed my arm on her side, slid my hand under her
shirt, and gently let my fingernails scratch against her stomach.
Something that she thought was relaxing.
It was about 5:30 when she asked if we should go out to eat ro order
room service for dinner.
"It's up to you love." I said and glanced down to see her reaction. A
smile spread across her face, and she turned to stretch, without giving me
a chance to retrieve my hand from her shirt. When she finished turning on
to her back and after a good stretch, I asked, "So, are you going to let me
have my hand back anytime soon?"
"Yeah, right about now, since I'm going to be getting up."
"Ok," I said and started to pull my hand from her body.
"I'm not going to do anything topless until after dinner," she said.
I looked to see what she was talking about, and noticed that my class
ring had got caught on her shirt and was pulling it up as I moved my hand.
"Sorry," I said as I got a glimpse of one her breasts while trying to
take my ring off. "Here's my ring, try to get it unsnagged from your
shirt."
She took the ring in her hand and it up to her mouth and bit the
thread that was tangled around my ring. I pretended not to watch, but was
checking out her slender body and her upper chest area from the corner of
my eye.
"Man does she have nice boobs" I thought to myself.
"Here's your ring back." Beverly told me, which caught me off guard,
and made me jump as I turned to get my ring back from her. "Sorry, I didn't
mean to scare you."
"It's ok, so what did you decide for dinner?"
"How about we order in? There's a list of fast food places and
restaurants that deliver."
"Sounds good"
"What are you in the mood for?" She asked me as she look at the list
of places.
"Something simple. How does pizza sound to you?"
"I was thinking the same thing. What kind? Supreme?"
"Yeah."
She called Pizza Hut and placed the order. I over heard her order
mozzarella sticks, and lots of Ranch dressing on the side.
"It'll be about 20 minutes to half an hour," she said happily. "So
what to you want to do while we wait?"
"I have no idea Bev. What do you have in mind?"
"I dunno" she said a little nervously. As this was the first time she
and I were alone and we told each other how we felt.
"We don't have to do anything tonight, if you're not ready to."
"I know, but I kind of want to. Part of the reason why I brought you
to Nashville was so we could be alone, and get as intimate as we want,
without worrying about who's going to start gossiping about us."
"Oh, and yeah that's the downfall of living in a small place, where
everyone know everyone, and their business."
"Yeah," she said as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, before
wrapping my arm around her and sitting with me on the couch.
I noticed that her nipples were starting to get a little hard because
they were starting to make her t-shirt poke out a little. I smiled to
myself at the sight. (Now when she and I would just hug before departing,
I would feel her nipples against me if they were hard, but I had never got
to see them hard until now.)
I started scratching her stomach as before, when I felt her hand on
mine, and heard her whisper "Lower," in my ear. I nodded and let her guide
my hand were ever she wanted it to be. As she moved my hand, I let my
nails run along her skin. Causing her to moan slightly as she lowered my
hand to her wanting pussy. Then she wrapped two of her fingers around one
of mine, and slowly pushed the three fingers into her slightly wet hole.
While she was starting to get a good rhythm going, I used my thumb to tease
her clit, and anywhere else it could reach, causing her to moan a little
louder and lustfully.
"I can't believe this is actually happening," I thought to myself and
smiles, as I used my free hand to start sliding her jeans and bikini
bottoms off. She felt what I was doing, and managed to use to free hand to
help out before placing it back on the couch to brace herself from the
finger-fucking that she was receiving from both me and herself.
I knew she was near to cumming, as she started quickening the pace of
our fingers going in and out. I managed to worm my tongue into her pussy
hole, and pry our fingers out and into my mouth. I sucked on the three
fingers, getting a sample of what she tasted like. Once I sucked our
fingers dry from her juices, I put my tongue back to work licking and
teasing her bald pussy and clit as rapidly as I could.
She came when she felt my teeth gently scrape her clit. She moaned as
her body tensed up, and started to shake a little, as she started thrusting
down on to my tongue. When her orgasm came, it caught me off guard. She
arched her back, which allowed my tongue even further into her, and her
sweet, sugary cum flowed down into my mouth. I let it all fill my mouth,
as she let herself lay on the couch. I crawled up on to the couch, my
mouth full of her cum, and kissed her. My tongue worming its way into her
mouth, gently opening it, so she could taste herself while we kissed.
"I never knew I tasted that good," she told me as she hugged me and
pulled me closer to her for another kiss, which was interrupted by a knock
on the door. We both jumped up, and she grabbed her jeans and slid them on
before slightly rushing to the door to open it. As she opened the door, I
noticed that her underwear was on the floor, in full view to whom ever
walked into out room, so I quickly grabbed the grey bikini bottom and
tucked it into the back of my jeans, and pulled my tank-top down to hide
the small bulge that was there, and quietly walked to the kitchen, and sat
on one of the stools by counter. It was the pizza delivery boy. He seemed
rather anxious to get out of our hotel room, since he was rushing, and I
noticed his pants starting to tighten up. He must have picked up the
fading scent of my and Beverly's love making that had ended just a few
moments ago.
Once he left, she and I settled down on the couch with our pizza,
Mozzarella stick and Ranch dressing and began eating our dinner.
"What do you wanna watch babe?" I asked her.
"Whatever you want to watch."
"Ok." I said and got the remote to turn the T.V. on. It landed on
CMT, one of my favorite channels.
"Hey look Chely's on!" I exclaimed, then turned to Beverly and started
to sing along with the music video.
"I guess we guess are way through life
How many times do we really know for sure?
I was just hoping for the best
Then I woke up in these lovin' arms of yours
What I felt was unmistakable
When I fell for you
It was real...It was magic
It was calm...It was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
Who thought that I could laugh so loud
Then turn around and cry so many tears
I used to have so many doubts
But one by one you made them disappear
What I found was unbelievable
But I believe it's true
It was real...It was magic
It was calm...It was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touchIt was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
You asked what I felt when you walked through the door
Was it fear?
Was it clear?
It was all that and more
It was real...It was magic
It was calm...It was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
That's how I knew
It was"
That got a smile out of Beverly and it made me happy to see her happy.
"Thank you," she said.
"No problem, I've always wanted to do that. I finally did, and I
loved it! But you do have to admit, the bath tub scenes in this video are
pretty hot and steamy. Wish I could have been there shooting the video." I
said imagining what it would be like to actually be near one of my dream
celebrities.
"We're going to her concert soon enough, you can look at her and
undress her with your eyes all you want."Beverly said teasingly before
planing a really juicy kiss on my lips.
"I'm ready to take a shower, how about you?" I asked, after breaking
the tender kiss.
"Yeah, a shower sounds good." she replied as I stood up from the couch
and stretched. I then turned around and scooped her up into my arms, and
carried her, like I did for her house-warming party. She put her hands
behind my neck, and rested her hear a little above one of my breasts and
sighed gently.
"This is kinda fun carrying you around" I said as we walked into the
main bathroom to use the stand-up shower.
"I know, and I love it," she said as I put her down, the left her
alone in the bathroom as I went to get some towels for when we finished our
shower.
When I walked back into the restroom, Beverly pounced at me, and we
half made out while undressing each other for our shower. Once fully
undressed, we both walked into the shower, I turned the water and we kissed
while we waited for the water to warm up.
"Want me to wash your hair first, or the other way around babe?" she
asked as she embraced me from behind and played with one of my nipple's
making it harder than I thought was possible.
"You wash my hair first, since your behind me."
"OK," she said and got the bottle of shampoo.
After we washed each others hair, then came washing our bodies. As
she washed and rinsed my body, Beverly left kisses all over me. She stood
up, pinned me in the corner of the stand-up shower, and kissed me roughly.
One of her hands strayed down to my also bald pussy, and rubbed it while
one of her fingers started massaging my semi-hard clit, causing me to moan
into her mouth. She broke the kiss, and quickly got down on her hands and
knees and started licking and nibbling my clit, occasionally using her
tongue to lap out some of the honey-like cum from me. Her tongue knew
where to go and at what moment, because just after a few minutes, I felt an
orgasm coming on. The more she sucked, licked and nibbled, the closer I
came to cumming. My moans started coming out more lustfully, and right
before I came, I moaned so loud that I thought that the people in the near
by rooms would hear what was going on.
As I started cumming, she let it all fill up her mouth and used her
tongue to keep teasing my clit. She held me up against the wall until I
was able to stand on my own, then she did what I had done earlier, she
French kissed me, letting some of my cum flow from her mouth into mine.
"Could this get any better?" I asked myself.
"So, how do you like the way you taste, mix with a kiss?" She asked,
bringing my mind back into reality.
"Just as good as you do, mixed with a kiss," I said with a smile and a
wink, before I started washing her body. When I started the rinse is when
the water started getting a little cold on us, so I hurried so we could get
out of the shower since neither of us was ready to take a cold shower that
night.
We wrapped ourselves in the towels and walked out of the bathroom into
the bedroom to finish drying off and get dressed for bed.
"What do you think?" I asked her
"About what?"
"About what just happened, in the living room and in the shower. What
are we going to do about it? Just pretend it never happened when we get
back home?"
"Oh, and no I don't want to pretend it never happened. Maybe we
should just tell everyone back home the truth." Beverly said as she went to
ley on the bed.
"What is the truth?" I asked as I joined her.
"That you and I love each other, are in love with each other and we
want to be together as long as we can. Only if that's what you want," she
said with a bit of a sad look in her eyes, it's the look that a person gets
from anticipating rejection and a broken heart.
"Of course I want to be with you!" I said, giving her a warm smile and
a hug. "I've loved you for almost all my life, and this is what I've
always wanted. It looks like our friendship just escalated a step too."
She smiled and sighed a sigh of relief as we hugged and kissed. It
was a fun filled, passionate night. All the teasing and foreplay was fun.
What was the most fun of the night was the 69. She laid on top of me, and
we both went crazy eating each other, and doing whatever we could to bring
on each other's orgasms before our own. Finally, after about an hour
passed, we both exploded into our orgasms at the same time. All the
moaning and heavy breathing into each other's pussy is what brought the
orgasms on, it was intense.
Beverly went limp on my body, so I gently slid her off, and turned her
so her head would rest on a couple of pillows, and covered her. As soon as
I climbed into bed and cuddled up next to her, I fell into a deep sleep
with a smile on my face from everything that happened and all that she told
me.