A Groupie's Diary | By : Rainesama Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 4126 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author’s Note: Greetings. Oh look, a smut fic. I RARELY do fics like these. I normally do lemons that usually have substance and a plot just before the charac jum jump in the sack. And whenever I DO get in the mood to write a smut fic, I usually have some kind of weird dream about it first. Like this one time I wrote an SM smut fic. A lot of people liked that one. If peeps approve of this one, I’ll post the Sailor Moon one. Anyway, this fic is one based on celebrities: namely rappers. I was watching MTV’s Sex 2k and they did a documentary on groupies. And I guess it just grabbed my interest, next minute I’m havin’ weird dreams about them and I think, “Hey, why not write about them?” So here it is: “A Groupie’s Diary”. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: The only characters I own are the groupies in the fic and the faceless members of rappers’ entourages.
Groupie Profile:
Name: Yolanda
Hair: Black, down to the center of her back
Eyes: Light brown
Figure: Can we say centerfold?
Breasts: Double D
Encounter #1
Yolanda smirked in the mirror as she applied her lip-gloss. She was dressed in some tight faded jeans and a white spaghetti strap shirt midriff that gave a great view of her toned and flat tummy. Gold bangles hug on her wrists and brown open-toe stilettos adorned her feet. She fixed her top a little bit and then attended to her hair. Her nipple-rings could be seen poking against the inside of her top. There was just something undeniably sexy about nipple-rings that she loved and knew men loved too. After grabbing her purse, she was off to the club.
Once inside, she gulped down a drink and found herself a partner in the club. She started grindin’ up against his crotch ‘cause guys LOVE to dance with girls that have big butts. Granted it wasn’t huge or anything, but it was nice big and round and it jiggled when you hit it. She could feel a bone already forming in his pants and smirked as he tried to keep a firm grip on her waist. The club was dark and it was pretty convenient for this guy since his other hand was between her legs, rubbing her thighs. Finally realizing that he couldn’t make her feel anything through her jeans, his hand rose up to her shirt, gently caressing one of her breasts.
He whispered in her ear, “Shit, you pierced your tits?”
Yolanda remarked, “You feel the ring, don’t you?”
“Damn,” was all he could say as he continued to rub against it.
“Hey, you wanna come to the bathroom so you can show me what it looks like?” he asked.
Yolanda thought for a moment, “That depends. How much are you willin’ to give me for it?”
He was quiet for a moment, “I’ll give you $50.”
Yolanda quickly agreed and the guy took her by the hand and led her to the men’s bathroom. There were already other guys in there who were licking their lips and making sexual comments about her. But after seeing that she was with somebody, they departed. Yolanda sat atop of the counter, her back to the mirror.
“Give me the money and then I’ll show you,” she said.
The guy seemed too horny to care and quickly got the fifty out of his pocket and gave it to her. She placed it in her pocket and then began to raise her shirt. She had chosen not to wear a bra. What for when you had boobs that stood up like torpedoes? That was the beauty of having implants, no need for support. And there were her rings clear as day, pierced into her little brown-colored nipples. The guy cursed under his breath and walked up to her. Yolanda quickly stopped him.
“You said fifty to see my rings. You didn’t say anything about touchin’ them,” she said.
The guy didn’t say a word, just brought out another fifty. Before Yolanda could finish putting the dollar in her pocket, the guy had his hands on her breasts. He moved between her legs, letting her feel his bone getting harder. He rubbed her nipples hard and pulled a little at the rings. Yolanda winced lightly, “The piercings are real. And if you don’t mind, I’d like them to stay where they are.”
The guy didn’t speak, merely bent down to lick her nipples. She took a deep breath, already getting hot. Then he took her nipple in his mouth, sticking his tongue in the hole of the ring and then licking around her nipple. He pushed more of her breast in his mouth and sucked happily on it while he rubbed on her other breast. She was definitely enjoying this and was glad that she had gotten her piercing.ing ing as how he couldn’t get anymore in his mouth, he started licking between her breasts, still grabbing and squeezing her breasts as he licked the valley between them. When he was finally content he looked her in the eyes.
“Can we fuck?” he asked bluntly.
Yolanda rolled her eyes, “You said you wanted to touch my breasts.”
“Yeah, but I want more now,” he said.
“You got 200 on you?” Yolanda asked.
The guy winced at the amount she wanted, but caved in and gave her the money. When she stored it away, Yolanda got off of the counter and completely removed her top. She kicked off her heels and unzipped her pants, she folded them neatly and placed them on the counter. When she turned her back on him, she gave him a good view of her black lace thong. She could tell that his bone was getting worse and slipped out of the thong. Her partner was in a hurry to take off his jeans and underwear, letting her see his dick hard and erect. Yolanda coaxed him into one of the stalls and he followed. Without another word, he grabbed her by the thighs and lifted her up against the stall. In no second at all he was banging her up against the stall wall. Their loud moans echoed throughout the bathroom. He bit his lower lip as he thrusted as hard as possible. he was so turned on by the way her breasts shook and jiggled with each thrust. It wasn’t long before they both came. The guy rested his head between her breasts, gasping for air. He gently helped Yolanda down and she calmly walked over to where she left her clothes and got dressed again. She left the bathroom without saying a word to the guy, just glad that she had made $300 upon meeting him.
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