Touched By His Song
Lady_Glorfindel
Wow, I can’t believe I got such good tickets for this concert.
I have been a fan all my life and the lead vocalist has been in my dreams since
the first moment I laid my eyes on him. As I am sitting here in the front row,
I wondered if he will even remember seeing my face when the concert is over.
I am shaking as they come out on stage. They are more
amazing in person than they are on their albums.
He’s watching me (or is it someone behind me?). They’re
singing a love ballad and he’s crouching right down in front of me, his warm
He’s walking, picking up a rose that someone has tossed on
the other side of the stage. Oh goodness, he’s walking back with the rose in
his hand. He hands me the rose; I gasp and reward him with a soft, shy smile as
he moves down the stage, singing the opening notes of a song about loving and
leaving someone behind.
I can’t believe it! One of the security guards just walked
over to me and gave me a backstage pass. I am going to join the hundreds of
lucky fans back there. Will he even notice that I am standing there? Through
the rest of the concert, I watch him – smiling and wondering how it will all
end up.
The concert ends, and I work my way backstage. My heart is
pounding, and feels as though it’s going to explode out of my chest. When I
reach the guard who sought me out, he smiles and leads me past the legion of
fans, taking me to a room where he tells me someone will be with me in a
moment, and that if I want to, I am welcome to watch any of the disks from the
concerts stacked next to the DVD player.
And there I sit – 5 minutes pass, then 10, and then 15
minutes. Is a reporter coming to talk to me? Will others be joining me? It’s
been a long day; I lay my head back on the couch, trying to relax. When the
door opens, I slowly open my eyes.
It is HIM – standing in the doorway! My heart leaps and
quickens, and I swear he can hear it pounding in my chest. I stand up clumsily,
attempting to smooth out my short skirt, hoping that I look okay. Oh God, he is
walking over to me, and I can tell by the look in his eyes that he was hoping
I’d accept his invitation.
“I’m glad that you came. I was hoping that the rose wasn’t
too forward, and that it wouldn’t scare you away.”
I just stare into his eyes and shake my head slowly. I am
not a person who is easily left speechless, but at this moment in time I am not
sure what to say. He takes my hand and gently kisses it, and then turns it over
and kisses my palm. I feel like I am the only person in the world and wonder if
there have been others in this situation with him.
He looks into my eyes as he explains, “I’m not the kind of
person who would just pick one of my fans from the crowd and have my way with
her and never remember her. She has to be special and have a certain look in
her eyes. And you, my dear, have that look.”
For the first time since he entered the room, I find my
voice: “I’m not quite sure what to say to you. There are so many things I want
to say and ask, but I’m not sure where to begin.”
“Then just tell me the truth, are you married?”
I shake my head and sigh, “No I just went through a terrible
relationship that I thought was going to end up in marriage, but he decided that
we weren’t ‘right for each other.’”
Taking my face in his hands, he smiles, kisses me gently on
the cheek, and whispers, “You are beautiful; any man that would give you up
would have to be blind as well as dense.”
I slowly pull my head back to look deep into his eyes and
can’t help but want to kiss him. He must sense it because he gently places his
lips on mine and kisses me ever so gently. I moan. My legs go limp. He wraps
his arms around me and pulls me closer, holding me up. I lay my hands on his
chest, slowly sliding them up his shoulders and around his neck. I feel his
heartbeat through my shirt and feel it quicken.
He slowly pulls away from me and looks deep into my eyes.
“Are you sure you want this? I want to make sure before I let this go any
further and you end up regretting anything that happens.”
I nod and I whisper: “As sure as I’m standing here. Yes, I
want this more than anything I have ever wanted in my entire life. You’re all I
dream of, all I can think of and tonight when you were looking into my eyes
while singing to me, all I could do was want you even
more.”
He smiles, pulling me in closer and kissing me slowly,
slipping his succulent tongue past my trembling lips. I feel Heaven and Earth
move under my feet, and then realize that it really has. As he picks me up and
carries me over to the couch. He gently lays me down and runs his hands down my
neck, continuing slowly over the top of my blouse.
He looks into my eyes with an unspoken question. I nod. He
now knows for sure that I want this.
My hands slide under his shirt and begin to pull it up. He
pulls my shirt open quickly, sending the buttons flying across the room making
my blouse separate as he runs his fingers over my silk bra. I moan, and my back
arches to his touch. I want to feel his skin against mine. He lifts his arms up
so I can pull off his sweat-drenched shirt. I slowly bring it to my face and
inhale deeply. He looks down, chuckling, and buries his head in my neck. His
nibbling mouth tickles, sending me into a fit of giggles as I try to buck him
off.
He looks down at me and asks me, “Ok you have me here and
all you want to do is take a whiff of my shirt? I don’t know if I should be
insulted or grateful.”
I suddenly feel my body relaxing! I feel as though I’m with
someone I have known all of my life and feel totally comfortable around. I
reach up running my hands over his well-trimmed chest and circling his nipples
with my finger.
I feel him take in a deep slow breath as his heart quickens
to my touch. Lowering his head he slowly kisses me deepening the kiss, until he
is reaching places I never knew. I feel his body move over mine; quivering as
his hands move down my sides, continuing to the hem of my skirt. I moan under
his touch, my hands move slowly down his back and over his firm ass. I feel his
hand creep up my skirt, and I can’t help but quiver and moan at the feel of his
fingers on my soft, silky skin.
Slowly he runs his fingertips across the top of my leg
toward the inside of my thigh. My breath quickens as I arch my hips into his
fingers. I move my hands to the front of his pants and unbutton them, feeling
the strain of his hard long cock against my belly. He moans, growing harder and
longer as I slowly glide his pants down his legs. He reaches behind me, unzipping
my skirt. I feel his fingers brush against me as he pulls the skirt down,
leaving me naked and trembling – except for my bra, which he quickly unfastens.
Totally exposed. I look deep into his the eyes. My cheeks
now flush with embarrassment.
He stands, walking me over to a door, opening it, and
revealing a mirror. Standing behind me, he says, “You have such a beautiful
body, and you have no reason to feel any embarrassment. Look at yourself, and
let me tell you what I see. I see a beautiful woman with beautiful breasts,
with a beautiful smile, with a very shapely body.”
He turns me around and gently kisses me, slithering his
hands down my back and over my bare ass. He slowly walks me backwards until I
am up against the wall. His hands glide down my leg, and then he gently pulls
my legs around his waist. He lifts me up a little more until I am right over
the tip of his cock, then little by little my hot waiting pussy engulfs his
hard cock. I grab onto his back and hold onto his shoulders tightly, swept away
to places that I never knew existed.
My body is responding to his every touch and every move. He
thrusts up into me deeper and deeper until I crash through the most exquisite
orgasm I ever thought possible. He lowers his head, flicking his sizzling
tongue over my nipples until I shake in an uncontrollable orgasm. He throws his
head back and moans in pleasure as I feel him get close to his own release.
His eyes widen and he confesses with concern, “This is a bad
time to ask but are you protected? I am so sorry! I had every intention of
using a condom but …”
“Yes! I have an IUD. I am hoping you’re clean?”
He nods and smiles, then slowly puts his hands under my ass
and raises me up slightly. He shoves his long, hard cock deeper inside of me.
He pushes me harder against the wall while driving his cock
harder and harder into me, making me scream in total pleasure. I feel him
pulsating inside me before he explodes, filling me with his sweet juice! I
shudder and feel my body explode in another orgasm as our bodies slowly slide
down the wall and on the floor.
He wraps his arms around me and kisses me gently as he looks
deep into my eyes. I snuggle into his arms and just lie there with my head on
his chest, as our breathing and our heartbeats slow. He strokes my hair with
his soft touch and I feel myself drift off to sleep.
I slowly waken to a love ballad I’ve never heard before. It
is dark except for a candle’s glow. I look around, trying to get my bearings,
trying to remember where I am, when it hits me and I bolt up right, covering
myself with the blanket. I look around and find him sitting in a chair in a
dark corner. He stops playing, and smiles – slowly and shyly.
“I’m sorry if I woke you, but when I get a song going in my
head I have to put it down on paper and sitting here watching you sleep gave me
inspiration.”
“I don’t mind being woken up by such beautiful music,” I
reply softly, then continue quickly, “Um, I’m not sure if it was all a dream,
but then again since you are sitting there it couldn’t have all been a dream,
but I just want you to know that I am not a groupie. I don’t go around sleeping
with people in bands just to get a cheap thrill. I mean…I this is actually the
first concert that I have been to in a real long time really. “
Laying his guitar aside, he stands and walks over to me, all
the while gazing deep into my eyes.
“I know this, my love, and that thought never crossed my
mind, but there is one thing I would like to know if you don’t mind telling
me?”
I shrug and say, “Sure, you can ask me anything. After all
that we just did I don’t know that I have many more secrets.”
He grins sexily and says, “Well it is a simple question
really, I would really like to know your name. You see, even though I can write
the song without it, I would like to have a name in it.”
I giggle, blushing and hiding my face in my hands as I shake
my head. “My name is Karen. Karen Alexander. Um, ok so there are a few things
you don’t know about me after all.” I giggle again, feeling utterly ridiculous
for sounding like such a schoolgirl.
He smiles and takes my hands into his and brings them to his
lips. “I am Jeremy Houston. It is nice to know such a beautiful woman like
you.”
“Do you think I wouldn’t know who you were?” I laugh. “I
mean, it’s not like your pictures aren’t scattered all over my bedroom, and
your name’s not plastered all over my computer. I live and breathe your name
like it is my own. I talk about you to who ever will listen. I drove my family
crazy for about a month before the concert and stood in line for 24 hours just
to get the best tickets. How could I not
know who you are?”
He just smiles, running his hands slowly down my cheek in a
gentle caress. I timidly bring my hand up and slowly run my hands through his
hair. All I can think of are the lyrics to one of his songs: “What I’d give to
run my fingers through your hair, touch your lips, and hold you near.” I
reflect on the days when I sat at my computer watching his videos and wishing
so badly that I could just have that one chance to touch him. I feel a tear
slide down my face as my body starts shaking with emotion.
He pulls me close kisses my tear away and looks deep in my
eyes with a questioning look. “Why are you crying, my love? Have I said or done
something to make you unhappy?”
I look at him through teary eyes and shake my head. “No, you
have made me very happy. You don’t understand just how happy you have made me.
I have spent days just thinking about how it would be to touch you and feel you
close to me. I never thought this could ever come true.”
Slowly he pulls me closer and kisses me deeply and wholly,
until I feel every part of me start to tingle.
My hands glide down his sinewy back and I feel him take a
deep breath. I moan and return his kiss with more fire and passion than I have
ever known. I feel his hands slide down my still naked body and then his lips
follow where his hands were. I moan deeply and run my hands through his hair as
I feel him slide down to the very core of my being. I softly sigh and let my
head drop back.
I start to go weak in the knees and slowly fall back on the
couch as he kneels in front of me, burying his face deep into my hot waiting
pussy. I grab a handful of his hair and push my hips into his face as he flicks
his tongue over my already swollen clit. I let out a gasp as he sticks one
finger into me. I feel like I am ready to lose my control as he slips another
finger deep inside me.
I suddenly feel myself start to quiver all over, and then, just as I am about to explode, he takes my clit between his teeth and flicks his tongue over it. It is then that I let out a loud scream and feel myself shake in the most complete and totally erotic orgasm I have felt in a long time.
After my orgasm has subsided some, I pull his face up to
mine and kiss him deeply, tasting myself on his hot and full lips. I then run
my hands down his chest and then down to his pants. I rub my hand over his hard and swollen cock,
slipping my hands inside his jeans. I pull them down looking deep into his
eyes. I help him stand.
I kneel before him. I slowly flick my tongue over the head
of his cock. He runs his hands through my hair, grabbing a handful and pulling
a little. I take him deep in my mouth and run my hands over his nice firm ass.
I never thought he would taste and smell as good as he did. I begin to feel like I will never be able to
get enough of this man. I take him deeper in my mouth and slowly pull him out
as I lick all the way up his cock. I take him in and out of my mouth several
times. I can tell that he is about ready to come.
He looks down at me with smoky eyes, shakes his head in
disbelief and whispers softly, “Baby if you don’t stop now I don’t think I will
be able to.”
I look up at him and give him a look that says, “I am not
going to stop until you do.”
He looks at me and lets out a deep moan. His grip tightens
on my hair. I take him deeper into my mouth sucking and licking his cock. When
I begin rubbing my hands over his balls, he finally loses his control;
shuddering, he cums deep in my throat.
Shaking from his intense orgasm, he relaxes his grip a bit.
He takes my hand, pulls me up to him and takes my face in his hands as he
kisses me deeply. My heart feels as though it’s about to explode in my chest –
and it’s just from his soft and gentle kisses.
The kiss – it reached into my very soul.
Artist: Bon Jovi & Jon Bon Jovi “Bed of Roses“ Lyrics used with out permission
This story is Copyright © 2006 by Lady_Glorfindel. All rights reserved.