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Alternate Realities: Jordan Rager - The Voice
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

Alternate Realities: How Jordan Rager Won His Round On 
The Voice. This story is based on the March 29th 
episode of The Voice. (F/m, 1st, anal, celeb-parody)

***

Welcome back to the final night of battle rounds. 
Blake's final two artists are ready to hear their 
battle song. "Jordan..." Blake Shelton says, looking 
at Jordan Rager. "Versus Naia. You guys will be 
performing a Jason Mraz song called "I'm Yours". 

Jordan grins and nods his head but in reality he's 
scared shitless. Private Interview: "If you asked me 
to sing it right now it wouldn't work out very well. 
I'm not familiar with it at all. Back to Blake, Jordan 
and Naia. 

"I like this battle because you're so completely 
different from each other," says Blake. "Jordan, you 
have that country rasp in your voice. And Naia, you 
have that laid-back quality in your sound. This should 
be a really good battle." 

Private Interview: "Jordan's country as dirt," Says 
Blake. "And I chose a reggae/pop song, which lends 
itself a little bit more to Naia. But Jordan is the 
one who probably has the opportunity to really blow 
people away, and say Oh, my god, I never thought that 
kid could do that."

During the blind auditions, seventeen year old Georgia 
high school student Jordan Rager showed up with more 
than just a passion for music. "What's the main reason 
you want Blake to turn around?" Jordan was asked. His 
father grinned and his mom laughed as Jordan looked 
embarrassed. "Hopes that I might get to meet his wife" 
[a.k.a. Miranda Lambert] he said sheepishly. Both 
parents laugh. 

Private interview: "I started playing at bars when I 
was about sixteen year old and I was started getting 
into places that were offering to pay me to come play. 
It's how I make my money back home." And Jordan's 
country rasp caused Blake to push his button - "You're 
the first real country singer, and I'm the only one 
here who get that" - landing him a place on Blake's 
team. Now that the song is set Jordan and Naia meet 
with Blake to rehearse the song. Private interview: 
"Obvious favorite in this battle - as of now - is 
probably Naia," Says Jordan. "It's a pop song, she's a 
pop singer and, I'm a country singer.

So, I got work to do, to say the least." "You ever due 
any harmonies?" Blake asks Jordan. "Here and there. I 
can try." Private interview: "I don't do harmonies a 
whole lot, so when Blake looked at me and said 'I 
think you're going to have to do harmonies' it scared 
me." 

Private interview: "I'm a little bit worried about 
Jordan," Says Blake. "Is he a great, unique-sounding 
singer? Absolutely. When you take him out of his 
element, is he scared? Apparently. The good news is we 
got many days to work this out." After rehearsal, 
Jordan meets with Blake and his advisor, country 
superstar Miranda Lambert. Jordan shakes hands with 
Blake [who towers over the short, skinny teen]. "This 
is my wife, Miranda," Blake tells him. "Hey," Says 
Miranda. "How are you? Nice to meet you," She says as 
they hug. "Nice to meet you," Jordan says, trying to 
keep his composure. 'Shit', he thinks to himself 
nervously. "I hope she didn't feel my erection,' which 
popped when he saw her in her tight jeans, low-cut top 
and open flannel shirt.

Private Interview: "Going into rehearsal, my advisor 
was Miranda Lambert, which I thought was pretty cool. 
She's one of my favorite female artists. I'd be lying 
if I said Miranda wasn't hot. What's up?" Says Jordan 
before he laughs. During rehearsal, Miranda sings with 
Jordan who still can't get the song right. "It's just 
a confidence thing with you is all it is, man," Says 
Blake. Miranda gives Jordan a sympathetic look and 
commends him on what he is doing right. 

Private interview: "I think Jordan has a lot of work 
to do," Says Miranda. "A lot of the work is not about 
singing it's about inside his heart and his mind." 
"Working with Blake and Miranda has been great for me 
because it's really helping me grow so hopefully 
that'll help me out a lot." 

Later that night Jordan tossed and turned, unable to 
sleep, his mind filled with worries, and his skinny 
young body covered in sweat. A soft knock on his door 
distracted his mind. He rose and went to the door. 
"Who is it?" He half-whispered.

"It's Miranda," Replied an equally quiet voice. 'Oh, 
shit!' Jordan said to himself as he threw on a t-shirt 
over his scrawny chest and jeans over his boxers. He 
opened the door a crack. "Hi," He said. Miranda 
smiled. "I just wanted to come check on you. May I 
come in?" "Sure," Jordan said, opening the door so 
Miranda could enter, before closing it once more. They 
were both nearly the same height. 

Jordan's erection returned, being so close to her, not 
to mention alone with her... "I won't beat around the 
bush," Miranda began. "Jordan, are you a virgin?" His 
mouth fell open, his eyes bugged out and he turned 
pale. "W-what?!? I-I..." 

Miranda smiled and placed her hand on his chest. "It's 
nothing to be embarrassed about," She said 
reassuringly, letting her hand glide down his chest to 
his lower belly. "But it might be one of the reasons 
for your lack of confidence. I can fix that..." Jordan 
blushed darkly. Did she really mean... Before he could 
think about it long, Miranda began to undress.

Soon she stood before him naked as the day she was 
born; her massive dark-nippled tits, her soft, curvy 
midsection, her unshaven mass of dark pubes, her full 
butt and thighs... Miranda tugged Jordan's shirt over 
his head before she dropped to her knees. She undid 
his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles with his 
boxers. 'Nice', she thought. His was almost as long as 
Blake's though it was skinny. 

Miranda smiled, giving his cock a few jerks. Once the 
kid had a few fucks under his belt it'd thicken up 
nicely... She leaned forward and took his cock between 
her full lips. Jordan closed his eyes and moaned. 
Miranda loved a hard cock in her mouth. Soon she was 
deep throating him like a porn star. 

The pleasure was too much for Jordan; soon he was 
filling her mouth with his spew just as she'd planned. 
Miranda knew he'd cum quick his first time. She 
greedily swallowed down his thick load. When she slid 
her mouth off of his cock Miranda was pleasantly 
surprised to see he was still rock hard.

She helped Jordan step out of his jeans and boxers. 
Miranda stood up, kissed him on the lips before 
maneuvering him over to the bed and pushing him down 
on it. She smiled as she got on the bed and mounted 
him. Miranda wasn't on the pill, so when she took hold 
of his shaft and lowered herself down onto him, she 
took his cock up her tight butt. She'd always been 
curious to try anal but was afraid of Blake's thick 
cock. 

Miranda moaned as she took his cock up her rectum 
fully. She sat still as she got used to the feeling of 
it back there. She opened her eyes and saw Jordan 
staring at her massive, hard-nippled tits. "Go ahead," 
She prodded. "You know you want to." 

Without hesitation he reached up and cupped her tits. 
Miranda moaned. He began to knead them as she started 
to slowly move up and down his cock. As she got used 
to it more Miranda rode his cock faster and harder. 
Jordan began to pinch and twist her big nipples. When 
her first orgasm hit he sat up and began to suck on 
Miranda's nipples back and forth.

He was now kneading her tits roughly. Miranda wished 
to herself Blake loved her large tits as much as this 
boy did... After she came four more times she climbed 
off of his cock. "Why don't you try, big boy?" Miranda 
said, getting on her hands and knees and offering him 
her butt. "All right!" Jordan said as he sat up. Cock 
in hand he slid up behind her. 

"Ass only now!" She said, looking back over her 
shoulder at him as she held her butt cheeks apart. 

He nodded and pushed the head into her anus. Then he 
began ramming in and out of her. Miranda loved it. 
Jordan reached under her and kneaded her huge tits, 
addicted now to them. Who wouldn't be? He went at 
Miranda's tits as he rammed her harder and harder, 
causing her to nearly lose  consciousness. 

He fucked her for nearly twenty minutes, making her 
orgasm dozens of times before blowing his load deep up 
Miranda's anal chute...

"...It's a really tough decision, but I'm going to 
have to go with... Jordan," Blake said. The audience 
went wild.

"Man, I knew you had it in you, you just needed to 
find that inner confidence. I can't help but wonder 
what came over you, though..." Jordan smiled. 'If only 
you knew...' Both he and Miranda thought to themselves 
at the same time, Miranda also smiling, not minding 
how sore her butt hole was... 

THE END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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