The Rockstar and the Virgin Series
By Anita Dobs
Copyright Anita Dobs 2013
Published by Bloomingdale Books
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Disclaimer:
All characters in this story are fictitious, and any resemblance to anyone either living or dead is entirely unintentional. This is a work of erotic fantasy, and should be taken as such. This work cannot be copied or redistributed in any shape or form without the authors prior permission.
Courtney lay in her bed looking up at the poster of Shane, the lead singer of Shard, on her pink bedroom wall. She'd been one of his biggest fans ever since the band had become known to her. In fact, she was a loyal fan even before the majority of people were; the rest came later, after Shard had achieved world wide fame, but they were not true fans, Courtney thought, not a true fan like herself.
That had been four years before when she was seventeen, but now, at twenty-one, it seemed to her friends a waste of time that she followed the band and Shane, the lead singer, excessively, when all the other girls were with their boyfriends dating. It wasn't that no boys liked her, in fact many did. What wasn't to like? Her long blonde hair and pert breasts always drew attention, from guys, but the fact was, Courtney was saving herself. She once confessed to her friend Sandra that she only wanted to be 'with' Shane, a dream that Sandra told her was ridiculous and unlikely to ever happen.
“Just once I could live with, just once.” She'd told Sandra, as they walked across the college campus.
Sandra told her she'd end up still a virgin well into her forties if she carried on like that, but Courtney didn't care, she just had a feeling that somehow, it would come true.
On Summer break and back in her parents home, Courtney lay on her bed looking at the posters of him and the tattoo's all over his arms and topless body. There was the scar on his arm where someone had tried to attack him, so the gossip columns said anyway, and there was that look of wildness about him that always came out on stage when she saw him perform, and she'd been to almost all of the bands concerts. His voice had luscious and deep tones that were so distinctive, it separated him from all the other singers she'd heard.
Putting one of his tracks on her Mp3 player and alone in her room, Courtney felt it wouldn't do any harm if she indulged herself in one of her 'guilty pleasures' that she'd succumb-to on many occasions. With Shane's husky voice singing one of Shard's acoustic numbers, and her concentrating on his face, her hand slid downwards, undoing her tight jeans and slipping into her pastel colored panties. Courtney imagined Shane's hand down there, in her fantasy she'd reject Shane, but Shane wouldn't take no for an answer, and pushed Courtney up against a wall backstage and brought his mouth onto hers. He kissed her so passionately, like he'd wanted nothing else but her at that moment, like she was the only thing in the whole world that held interest for him. His body would be pressed up against her, making it impossible for her to escape him, and as Courtney's fingers began to stroke at her own lips, she imagined Shane ripping her top open and bringing both of his hands up and onto her innocent breasts, nipples erect and ready for his mouth that for sure, wouldn't be long in coming.
As Courtney became wetter and she moved the juice around her now sensitive labia, looking up at Shane's picture every now and then, she saw Shane in her mind's eye undo her jeans and slide his finger deep inside her, and she felt his stubble teasing at her breasts as his hand freed one of them and she imagined him licking his tongue all around them. Shane sighed as he felt her warm and wet, he must have known already how wet she was, and that Courtney had wanted and needed him.
Courtney's fingers began to move faster now over her clitoris, as she knew Shane would now pull her panties down and bend her over a nearby table, sweeping all the bottles and half-filled glasses off it and onto the floor, before forcing Courtney down over the table and defenseless against Shane's tongue that delightfully arrived on her swollen virgin mound, the first man ever to lick her down there. Feeling her body begin to shake, Courtney allowed her eyes to open briefly and look at Shane's smoldering expression on the poster, as if he was looking at her touching herself on her bed and approved, and it sent Courtney over the edge and her legs shook and writhed with her finger taking her to the highest point, a point at which she dreamed Shane one day would. Biting her lip to make sure she didn't make a noise her parents would hear, Courtney came and turned her face into the pillow, but her fantasy wasn't over yet, Shane, being the kind of wild rockstar he was, couldn't resist but to then take his erect instrument in his hand and let release his cum on Courtney's fresh and young tits. Courtney allowed herself a little moan as in her imagination his juice drenched her breasts. You couldn't expect much less from 'the bad boy of rock' thought Courtney, and giggled a little to herself, as she lay on the bed with the shadows of dusk outside her window reaching over and onto her body and Shane's picture.
...
Several days later Courtney was at home watching a T.V show about Shane and the band when Sandra happened to call,
“Courtney, it's Sandra on the phone for you.” Her mother called out to her from the kitchen.
Sandra didn't live far from Courtney, and when her father would let Courtney borrow the car, they'd often hit the local mall together, and that was what she expected Sandra to be phoning for that day.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”, replied Courtney, taking the long corded phone off of her mother, as her mom rolled her eyes as she usually did when Courtney looked at her in that way that told her she wanted her to leave the kitchen, so she could speak in private.
“You'll never guess what!” Said Sandra excited.
“What? You finally got your nipple pierced?”
“What the fuck, no!”
“So what could be more exciting than that?”
“You remember I told you my cousin is a roadie right?”
“Yeah, I remember, he goes on tour with that lame band right?”
“Not anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“He's going on tour with Shard.”
Sandra paused for effect, waiting for the penny to drop for Courtney.
“Wha...wha...WHAT!?” Courtney screamed down the phone.
“Ya! It's amazing right?”
“So, you mean....”
“Ya... that's what I mean.”
“You mean, I mean you think... he'll be able to get us back stage passes? The way he did for the other band, even though we didn't want them.”
“Yes!” Said Sandra, emphatically, knowing this was the answer Courtney had been waiting for.
Courtney did a dance around the room, leading her mother to come back in and wonder what all the fuss was about, and realizing very quickly that she probably didn't want to know, she left again.
“Will he be able to get us back stage passes for the fifteenth?” Courtney asked, barely able to contain herself again, as she picked the phone back up.
“Well, he said so, I just came off the phone to him. He says he'll give them to us when we go to the concert because he's with Shard right now in New York.”
“Has he spoke to Shane? Did he get to talk to him and everything? He said Shane's great right? He must have! He said that right?”
“To be honest, he says Shane isn't quite what people expect him to be.”
“What does that mean?”
“He said Shane is actually quite considerate off stage, a really great guy... at least that's what my cousin said anyway.”
Courtney gave a sigh of relief, wild and considerate were both good qualities.
Courtney and Sandra spent the next hour talking about it. They already had their tickets for the fifteenth and now everything seemed just perfect. After getting off the phone with Sandra, Courtney could barely articulate her excitement to her family, and her father simply sighed and said,
“Hopefully after this you'll be able to get that Shane guy out of your head and find a boyfriend, like normal girls are doing at your age.”
Courtney's mother shook her head in disbelief, knowing full well that it would probably only make it worse.
Courtney spent the rest of the evening in her room trying on different outfits, from the sexy to the subtle. She wondered what kind of look Shane would go for, he'd once said in a magazine interview that a girl who could be sexy yet subtle at the same time was quite a rare thing, and that he didn't often go for groupies, but Courtney guessed all the rock stars said they didn't go for groupies, but still, it was worth a shot. She made up her mind that if at all possible, she was going to give her virginity to Shane on the night, she wasn't going to throw herself at him, but she was confident she could peak his interest and see where it went from there.
...
Shane let rip with the final word of the song, his voice blaring out over the sound system to the twenty thousand fans present. Girls were screaming below him, and guys were singing along with him. Putting his fingers on the E-chord for the final electrifying strum, he hit it in sync with the continuous note of his voice, bending one knee downwards and raising his hand upwards, before slamming the pick down and through the cords dramatically, one last time.
Sweat was pouring off him, and his shirt was open wide, revealing his tight physique, a physique that was muscular and athletic, but more from constantly playing than any exercise regime he did. Shane stood there, his arms wide and to the side as the crowd roared and the lead guitarist, Bam, finished a final flourish, and the drummer punctuated the end of the concert with an attack of beats.
Opening his eyes, Shane viewed the sea of people going crazy, bringing one hand up and backwards through his shoulder length dirty blond hair, he smiled. But inside, Shane had begun to grow tired of the touring. He still maintained the face of a showman, but inside something was missing, but he didn't know what it was.
Being a rockstar was all he'd ever dreamed about, and he was now living the dream along with his former classmates who had formed their band in high school. The constant throng of media attention, the highly publicized dates with other stars; and the groupies... the never ending supply of girls happy to do his every bidding. His sexual appetite was notorious, even among other rock stars; but what set him apart from the rest was the fact that he was never satisfied, he always seemed to end up disappointed with whatever woman he was with. They always failed to meet up to his expectations. It was the same sense of perfectionism that had propelled him and the band to many number one positions on the billboard charts, but it was also that same perfectionism that left him disappointed in his personal life.
Bam had told him to just 'chill-the fuck-out', and enjoy the ride. And Shane had, for a time anyway; the drugs took the edge off of some of the dull moments when he wasn't performing or writing a new song, but there was still an emptiness inside him.
Backstage, their manager, Jerry, had brought groups of female fans into the room; the after performance party was always filled, filled with girls eager to get a word with Shane and hopefully something more. Something they would be able to keep in their memories and be able to tell their closest friends in whispered moments. Shane sat with his guitar rested on his lap, taking a swig of the bourbon that had been handed to him by Colin, the drummer. Colin had introduced him to Sarah and Cristina, two buxom and giggling girls hanging off either of his arms, both had wanted Shane, and cooed each time Shane said anything. But Shane's mood was dark and brooding. The next venue was to be 'Red Rocks' in Colorado, one of the great acoustic concert venues in the world. Hendrix had played there, as had the Beatles, and it was to be the highlight of the tour in Shane's opinion, and at that moment, it was the only ray of light in Shane's mind.
“Why don't you come with us to the other room?” Sarah said, seeing Shane's attention in her wane, and biting her lower lip.
“Yeah dude, let's go, I think the girls have something special for us.” Said Colin.
Shane looked at the girls, and then over at Bam who was on a sofa with a girl on top of him and her tongue down his throat. This just wasn't doing it for him anymore, he thought.
Shane narrowed his eyes,
“You guys go on, I'm just gonna stay here for a bit.”
The girls and Colin giggled and walked off, leaving him to his own thoughts, as a brunette then came up to Shane and futilely tried to engage him in a meaningful conversation, although what she considered meaningful was the same thing thousands of girls before her had considered meaningful to Shane, his music. Faking a smile, Shane wondered when, if ever, a girl would actually want to know him for the person he was, and not just the star.
Bending down in front of him, the brunette undid Shane's pants, and without any shame or concern about the others in the room, brought his hard cock into her mouth, her bright red lipstick smearing the length of his shaft. Shane allowed her to do it, almost as if this was what was expected of him, his 'gift' to one of his loyal fans...
...
The sky at Red Rocks was tangerine, with the waning sun making the clouds look like an impressionist's work of art. The warm-up band had played their final track, and the tension and excitement in the arena was palpable. The Colorado mountains as the backdrop further added to the ambiance of the arena, as Courtney stood beside Sandra, sipping her bottled water, and waiting for Shards entrance.
This was why Courtney had followed Shard, for this feeling, and to try and get as close to Shane as she possibly could. Sandra's cousin hadn't let them down, he'd managed to get their seats upgraded to front row ones, not that either of the pair would be doing much sitting, but being able to almost reach out and touch Shane would be something she'd always fantasized about.
Courtney had decided to wear her red-check dress that slightly showed her cleavage; Sandra had told Courtney, jokingly, that she looked like a nineteen-fifty's table cloth. But Courtney knew that she had to look different if she was even going to catch Shane's eye. And looking different was something of an understatement, as all the other girls there were dressed in much the same style as the band. But Courtney figured 'different' would be what Shane was looking for, not the common girls he usually saw at all the concerts.
The early evening summer breeze licked at Courtney's bare skin, and her anticipation was finally fulfilled when Shard walked out and onto the stage. Shane was wearing ripped jeans, and with his guitar hung around his back, walked to the mic. The wind blew open further the already halfway unbuttoned shirt, revealing the tattooed dragon that stretched across his chest. Courtney held her hands together in front of her chest, almost in a prayer-like fashion, and Sandra kept nudging her, but Courtney was speechless and couldn't take her eyes off Shane.
“Hello Colorado!” Shane shouted after a dramatic pause where his glittering eyes surveyed everyone present.
All nine thousand people in the sold out venue screamed and cheered, and Shane grinned at and over them all, swinging his guitar to his front, he said,
“Let's get this started right, with the track we became famous for.”
Everyone knew which track that was, it was the very same track that several summers before could be heard everywhere while many of them were on their High school vacation, a track that you couldn't go anywhere that summer without hearing: 'Shattered Dreams'.
Shane gripped the mic tight in his hand as Bam began the opening riff,
“To the age of innocence, I say goodbye, never wanting to leave you, it doesn't matter I try...”
Shane's voice, husky and deep, and with a hint of melancholy, sent shivers down Courtney's spine, and she felt like she was disappearing into Shane as she watched and listened to him.
After several tracks, Shard did one of their slower numbers, and Shane sat on the edge of the stage, just off to the side of Courtney. As he sang, Shane's eyes met Courtney's, and she smiled, and he winked and grinned in her direction before turning his attention back to the rest of the crowd. Courtney's legs locked together, as she felt something twinge inside her, it was the same feeling that always occurred before she touched herself when thinking about Shane. She felt her face get flushed and red,
“Did he just wink at you?” Sandra asked, noticing Courtney getting goose-bumps on her arms. Courtney just looked at Sandra, and with her hands on both of her cheeks and her eyes wide, silently nodded.
...
After the gig, Sandra's cousin came to get them and told them to put the backstage passes around their necks so they could all go past security. Both the girls held each other's hands tight and followed Frank around to the back, before he led them into a large room filled with other girls and the band members, alcohol on the tables, and cigarette smoke filling the air.
“Now, don't do anything you'll end up regretting.” Frank said, “I don't want to be the one to have to tell your parents why you got knocked-up with a rock star's baby or something.”
The girls assured Frank they would do no such thing, yet Courtney's plan was otherwise, she'd not come all that way just to talk to Shane. She wanted Shane, and now was the time to try and make Shane want her.
In the large vermillion wallpapered room, the two girls stood beside the bulwark, a little nervous, before Colin the drummer came up to them, walking through a crowd of girls to reach them.
“Hey girls!”
“Hey.” Both of the girls replied in unison.
Courtney had positioned herself directly in the line of sight of Shane, who was just then looking bored talking to a red-headed girl who was fawning all over him. He glanced over at who Colin was talking to, and did a double-take when he saw Courtney leaning on the wall with a glass of champagne held in both hands. Sandra was talking animatedly to Colin, and she had confessed to Courtney that she had a bit of a crush on the drummer previously. But Courtney was distracted, distracted by Shane across the room, and Shane could see her looking downwards and then raising her head slightly to look at him, before then disengaging from his eyes.
Shane felt there was something unique about this girl in a tasteful red dress standing among a throng of overtly sexual girls in the room, and couldn't help but to be intrigued by her. Rubbing his stubble on his chin thoughtfully, he excused himself from the redhead and made a B-line for Courtney, with a bottle of half finished beer in his hand. Courtney noticed Shane approaching and her heartbeat raced and she didn't know where to look. To Shane's eyes, she looked so out of place and needed some rescuing.
“Didn't I see you in the front row tonight?” Shane asked Courtney, his arm now resting on Colin's shoulder, as Colin acknowledged his presence and carried on focusing his attention on Sandra.
“Um, yeah, I guess so.” Replied Courtney, and then thought it must have been a really stupid thing for her to say. 'I guess so', it was hardly likely not to have been her in that dress, she thought.
Courtney never imagined that she'd really ever get this close to Shane, and now there he was, standing right in front of her, looking down at her with his dark eyes, and she felt her body go that bit smaller and weaker.
“So, have you been following my band long?” Asked Shane, taking down some beer and smiling warmly at her.
“Well, no, not really. I just came with my friend here who really likes your music.” It was a lie, but Courtney knew she had to say it in order to appear different from the other girls Shane was usually used to.
Shane was slightly taken aback and raised his eyebrows,
“Oh, I see, well, did you enjoy the concert anyway?”
“Ya, I guess.”
Even in Courtney's mind it sounded ridiculous. If Shane could only have known what she was feeling at that moment, and how she just wanted to scream and fling her arms around him then he would never have asked that question.
Shane looked at Courtney, and in her blue eyes he noticed an innocence he'd once had, an innocence that had been far from his actual everyday life for far too long. The girl was captivating, and he knew he had to find out more about her. It wasn't just her appearance that attracted him, although watching her perfect lips move while she spoke made him feel like kissing her would be the highlight of his night. She seemed to radiate purity, a kind of purity of spirit that was always sadly lacking in most of the girls he now met.
“Have you ever played a guitar?” Shane asked her, cocking his head to the side.
“No, I've never really been good with instruments.” Courtney told him, and it was true. She was terrible with all kinds of instruments, 'musically talentless' had been the way her sixth grade teacher had described her, and since that time, she'd had a genuine fear of picking up any instrument in case she incurred further shame. Her innate love of music had then simply transferred itself onto listening to music, rather than trying to play it.
“I'm sure that's not true.”
“Oh but it is!” Courtney said, for the first time letting her true personality emerge.
“What's your name?”
“Courtney.”
“Well Courtney, follow me.”
Shane held his hand out for her, and it seemed like the most natural thing in the world for Courtney to place her hand in his and let him lead her across the room to a quiet corner where his guitar was sitting. Shane sat down on a leather L-shaped sofa and patted the empty space beside him, intimating Courtney should sit beside him, which she was only too pleased to do. Picking up his guitar, he proceeded to show Courtney how to play a few chords,
“Here,” Said Shane, holding out the guitar toward Courtney, “You have a try.”
Courtney felt nervous, here was the rock star she'd followed for years asking her to do one of the things she feared the most. Shane could see Courtney looked worried, and flashed her his winning smile,
“You know, life isn't about just doing the things you can do, life is about doing things you want to do, but for some reason never have. Without that, life just becomes an endless procession of sameness.”
The words moved Courtney, and she drew a deep breath,
“You promise you won't laugh at me?”
“You have my solemn oath.” Said Shane, exaggerating the importance of the situation and holding his hand up with his palm faced outwards.
“Fine.” Said Courtney, reluctantly taking hold of the guitar.
With it awkwardly on her lap, Shane put his arm around one of Courtney's shoulders and helped position her fingers on the right strings. The musky smell of Shane so close to her made Courtney feel dizzy, not only that, but each time when he told her what to do and she looked at him, his face was teasingly inches away from hers. Several times Shane instructed her on the way to strum the guitar and several times Courtney caught herself just staring at him, before the words actually sunk into her mind enough so that she could form a response.
Patiently, Shane showed her three basic chords, an E chord, an A chord and B chord. He then taught her how to play a very simple song using just those three chords.
“You see, it's not that hard.” Said Shane, leaning his head downwards towards hers.
“No. I see.”
Courtney felt amazed, playing the guitar was nothing like she'd expected. It was actually much easier once she kind of got used to the numbness in her finger tips.
“Don't worry,” Said Shane, noticing her pressing her fingers to try and bring the feeling back into them, “That feeling goes away after a month or so of everyday practice.”
Courtney nodded, and wished it had been Shane who was her music teacher all those years ago and told him so.
Shane laughed,
“I think I would have been a bit too young to have been your teacher back then!”
Courtney couldn't stop looking at Shane, and he said,
“Here, let me show you one more chord.”
Leaning over, he held his hand over hers, and the warmth of it made Courtney's body slightly shudder. Shane looked at her, their eyes now both locked together, with Courtney not even bothering to hide her attraction anymore. She felt the side of Shane's thumb caress the back of her hand, and looked longingly at his lips, as he did with her. It seemed she was locked into eternity with him there, and when his mouth moved toward hers, it naturally parted for him, like the morning flower opening itself on a new day to greet the morning Sun.
His lips were so soft, and Courtney felt her body move closer to his before he suddenly pulled her into himself hard and kissed her deeply, running his hands through her hair.
“Come with me.” Shane suddenly said, ceasing to kiss her, and on impulsive, getting up and holding his hand for Courtney to once again take.
Shane led her out of a side door into the night air, with the canyon rock face in front of them, as a few of the men drank and spoke to girls outside. A few gave Shane a nod as he walked by, and the other girls present whispered as they saw Courtney with him. They all looked envious. 'What did Courtney have that they didn't' was the expression their faces communicated.
With Shane leading her up a path and onto the mountain, the light had grown darker, with the stars above and the light of the moon being the only illumination gracing the couple. Shane carefully helped her up the difficult parts of the rock face, and then pointed further away,
“It's just over here,” He said to Courtney, helping her up the last ridge, “This is a spot I've always wanted to bring someone whenever I've performed here, but I've been saving it for the right person.”
Courtney had also been saving 'it' for the right person, but 'it' was a different thing to what Shane was talking about, she thought.
As they reached the top, she saw the view across the canyon with the sparkling of city lights in the distance. Courtney never really imagined this was possible. To be with Shane in such a situation and she felt overwhelmed. Shane sensed this and brought his hand up to her cheek before kissing her lightly. With his arms wrapping themselves around her; shielding her from the slight cool of the night, Shane pulled her close to himself. Courtney felt her breasts pressing up against Shane's half open top, and his hips now locked close into hers, like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
Shane kissed her again, bringing her lower lip between his, and then the pair began kissing strongly, with Courtney now throwing any caution she had to the wind. She felt something hard up against her, and she knew what it was. Her curiosity was getting the better of her, and she wanted to see it. She knew girls were not really supposed to think like that, but the fact was she'd always imagined what Shane's cock looked like, she'd fantasized about it inside her so many times before, that being there with it pressed up against her was making her feel wet. Shane's hands ran down Courtney's back teasingly, before he rested one on her buttock cheek. Courtney's hip jerked forward, it was a primal reaction, and it was the sign Shane needed to experience that told him to take her, have her, and be inside her. His finger tips gradually bunched up the layers of her dress at the back, and she felt the cool breeze licking at her legs as more and more of them were exposed. The dress was raised up above the pink panties she'd word especially, her favorite lace ones. Shane's warm hand entered through the back of the lace and the sensitivity of her bum surprised her, but Shane gripped it harder and pulled her into himself more as his tongue mingled with her own.
Courtney pulled away, sensing that this was the point of no return.
“What's wrong?” Asked Shane, reaching up and holding either side of her fresh and flushed cheeks in his hands.
“I don't know how to tell you?” She told him, looking out at the view.
“Tell me what?”
“Well, I've never done this before.”
“You mean you've never been with someone famous before?”Shane laughed, “That's OK.”
“No, I mean I've never been with anyone before.”
Shane looked shocked, and asked her why. It wasn't as if she was that young by his reckoning, and Courtney confirmed Shane's suspicion that she was around twenty one or twenty two.
Shane moved behind Courtney and put his arms around her and kissed her on the cheek as she turned her face back towards his from the view.
“Look, we don't have to do this, you know.”
Those deep tones of Shane's voice were still sending shivers down Courtney's spine though. She knew it was going to happen, it was inevitable, it was what she'd hoped for, for so, so many years. But there was still something blocking her, some reluctance on her part that she couldn't herself understand.
Courtney didn't answer. Shane moved his hands down either side of Courtney's slim waist and onto the side of her hips, feeling her soft body beneath the thin material of her dress and brought his lips delicately down and along Courtney's neck.
With her eyes half open and looking over at the shining lights of the city in the distance, and her beginning to pant and feel wet, Courtney let go, she couldn't not. He slipped the straps off of her shoulders and her dress fell to the ground as she stood there in just her underwear, and reached back with one of her arms to embrace Shane's neck as she let her head go limp on his shoulder. His hands then undid her matching lace baby-pink bra, with it also falling to the ground. Her nipples felt hard against the breeze that flicked over them, and Shane's hands both came up and cupped her breasts before stroking themselves all over them. Having a man's hands finally on her tits, was unlike anything Courtney had ever expected, and Courtney's ass pushed itself backwards into Shane, feeling his erect cock insistent and pushing itself into her. She still needed to see it, still wanted to cherish this rock star's hard instrument and be taught how to 'play it'.
Shane took off his shirt, throwing it onto the mossy rocks beside their feet, and pulled her soft body into his muscular chest. Courtney turned around, wanting his lips once again on hers, desiring to taste him, and have him in intimate regions of herself that no one except herself had ever touched.
Lifting her up in the air, with her arms and legs wrapping themselves around him like a snake, Shane looked up at Courtney and he licked one of her nipples hypnotically, bringing the tip of it between his lips before sucking part of her young breasts all the way inwards. He allowed her breast to move in and out of his mouth as he sucked and released it, and she could feel his teeth softly sliding around the sensitive skin of her mounds, just strong enough that it made her whole body ooze with pleasure.
Shane put Courtney down and slipped his jeans off, letting Courtney see the erectness protruding in his white boxer shorts. She looked up at him, and then down again, quite obviously wanting to see it, but still being too naive to know what to do. Shane guided her hand to his shaft, and she felt his warm tool for the first time. Shane pulled his boxer shorts down and helped her hand up and down its long hardness, in the same way he'd guided her hand carefully along the guitar neck earlier.
Courtney's eyes were full of it, and she bent down closer to it, and noticed Shane's body would stiffen each time she softly ran her hands over the tip of his penis.
“Does it hurt?” She asked, worrying that she was doing it wrong.
“No, you are doing it perfectly, just imagine it's an instrument, and know that instruments need rhythm and a delicate touch at first, before you to take them to the bridge, and give them all you've got.”
Saying that, Shane reached downwards and pulled Courtney up and smoothed his hand down her abdomen and onto the mound of Courtney's wet panties,
“Let me show you.”
Courtney's body was set ablaze with Shane, the lead singer of Shards hand on the outside of her pussy. She'd known what her own finger felt like, but this was so very different. His hand moved around slowly, gently pressing inwards and she continued to enjoy the feeling her body arch with the feeling of his warm rock hard cock in her hand.
It seemed suddenly as if Shane had gone past his usual point of self-control, and the wild man of rock pulled Courtney's panties down sharply, making her gasp, as he Got onto his knees. Shane pulled her down onto the ground and forced her legs open, she wanted to scream out 'No!' as it was all too quick, but once she felt Shane's tongue on her moist clit, she knew Shane had already taken her to the bridge, and there was no going back. Her hands searched the floor for something to grab onto, but finding nothing, they found Shane's hair and she unconsciously pulled him deeper onto her pussy, with Shane licking at the virgin's lips, knowing he was the first and last she would ever give this moment to.
With Shane's hands reaching upwards and feeling her warm breasts, Courtney writhed herself into his mouth, the last vestige of virginal pensiveness disappearing from her.
Shane glided his body over her, with his nipples brushing against hers, and Courtney dizzy with the feeling of him on top of her. Carefully, Shane brought the tip of his cock to bear on the virgin's wet entrance, rubbing it around her slowly, making Courtney open her legs still further, needing him inside. She knew it would hurt, but enduring the initial pain would be how she would show Shane how much he meant to her.
“Are you ready?” Shane asked, holding her gaze with his eyes filled with desire for her. She nodded.
The feeling of pain made her catch her breath, and Shane moved ever so slowly, pausing when she needed him to, and allowing her pussy to get used to his size. His own body shook, her pussy was so tight and wet, and he had to control the animalistic urge to slam himself into her hard and have her envelope him in her purity.
Gradually, after some time, Courtney began to relax and enjoy the feeling of Shane inside her. But it still wasn't what she had expected from the experience, until Shane cupped one of her breasts upwards and began to dance his tongue all over it, as he slid his cock all the way up her tight wetness. It was then that something changed within Courtney, a kind of lust washed over her, and in his ear she whispered,
“Harder.”
Shane was astonished, hearing that the word of passion coming out of such an innocent mouth, and he knew at that point Courtney was now all woman, his woman and virgin girl, all at once. Raising her hips off the ground, with his arms hooked under her legs, Shane pulled her buttocks onto his lap, and with her legs then in the air, began to fuck her hard, watching as her breasts bounced back and forth. Courtney began moaning loudly and the echo traversed the distance to the other ridge and bounced off it, echoing, but Shane was now relentless and showed Courtney exactly what his lesson on rhythm meant, as his furious pace was like a metronome set to four beats a second.
Courtney watched Shane, the star she had watch sing numerous times during her teens and seen him from afar, the very same star that she had touched herself as she looked at his him on a poster; but now the talented singer and musician was inside her, handling her like the finely tuned instrument that she was. Her legs began to shake, first at the bases of her feet and then moving upwards along her thighs that Shane was gripping with one hand, his other firmly clasped onto her soft buttock cheek.
The constant repetitive beat of his cock penetrating and pleasuring her sent Courtney into a final cacophony of screams as she began to orgasm, but her orgasm was far stronger than any she'd ever experienced when she'd touched herself before, and she had no control over Shane's tool, yet he now had complete control over her. With her body shaking, and her vision blurred between the stars and Shane's rugged looks dominating her, he pulled his cock out of her a moment too late, and his cum spurted over her wet lips and then all over Courtney's mid-riff and moist breasts.
Courtney felt his warm cum on her pussy, she didn't know if Shane had cum inside her, but she trusted him. She still wanted a part of him inside her that she could keep forever, and wiped the creamy cum off one of her nipples and sucked it into her mouth, closing her eyes and savoring the moment, as Shane savored the site of the girl who had just given him her virginity, enjoy his creative juices.
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After they went back to the venue and Courtney found Sandra, who looked at her in that knowing way, figuring out rather quickly by the expression on Courtney's face what she had just done. Shane walked them to the backstage door, Courtney's arm linked in his, and promised to call Courtney and send her free tickets for the next concert,
“Until next time.”
She didn't think at that moment if Shane had spilled himself inside her, nor if this was just something he would quickly forget about. She desperately hoped not, perhaps he told all the girls he'd see them 'next time'. Shane bent down and kissed her on the forehead, and then walked back inside, his face disappearing into the shadows as the door closed behind him...
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