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Archive name: locklear.txt (MF, affair, celebs)
Authors name: HellYeah4Wood (Anon Address)
Story title : Heather Locklear: Livin' On A Prayer

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Heather Locklear: Livin' On A Prayer (MF, affair, celebs)
by HellYeah4Wood (Anon Address) 

***

Heather Locklear sighed quietly and looked around her at 
the empty backstage band area. She was terribly horny 
and all alone tonight. On stage, Bon Jovi performed, but 
she wasn't really interested in it, she had seen her 
husband Richie Sambora perform probably 600+ times and 
half of the shows were always the same songs. No other 
band members brought their "sluts" with them. Heather 
called them sluts because they sure as hell weren't 
wives or fiancee's and they never lasted more then 2 
weeks.

She put down her dark shades from her thick blonde hair 
and adjusted her tight black velvet skirt. The deep, 
rich fabric with a killer red leather vest made her a 
10, easily. She wore makeup along her face to make the 
features better, and her body was slim and toned, with a 
set of tits many idled. But it wasn't about her looks, 
it was about how horny she was, dammit she was a Rock 
Star's wife, she should be getting it everywhere every 
night. 

She'd even do a porn film with Richie, like Pam and 
Tommy did if it meant she got some action. It was on her 
now and the encore break wasn't scheduled until 45 
minutes from then. She slid her manicured fingernails up 
under her skirt and trailed them along her pussy lips, 
wet to the touch already as the music swirled around 
her. She never wore panties, just for this reason. 

She slid a finger inside her slit, noting that it was 
tighter than usual tonight. She hadn't had sex in a few 
weeks, and it always seemed to tighten up again if it 
had been a while. She slid her finger gently in and out 
of her cunt, feeling her orgasm building. Heather leaned 
back in a leather chair laid out for the band, slipping 
her other hand under the v-line of the vest and fondling 
her gorgeous tits. Her finger was dripping with her 
slick cunt cream. 

"Mrs. Locklear?" a voice whispered behind Heather. 
Heather's eyes flew open and she removed her hands from 
their tasks, whirling around to see him. Him was Kurt 
Murphy, lead singer of the band 75. The name of the band 
is a long story, but 75 was the opening act on Bon 
Jovi's tour this year as Kurt and Richie had met up a 
celebrity Golf Tournament, Richie obtained a demo of 
75's CD and wanted them on the tour automatically.

Heather and Kurt bonded quickly, Kurt always offering to 
do things with Heather when Richie said he couldn't. 
Kurt knew what Heather was up to, but he wanted to go 
along with it.

"Are you okay?" he asked, but with a look that gave a 
clue to Heather that he truly knew. 

Heather smiled and focused on him more intently then 
ever. She glanced at his crotch and saw that his massive 
cock was lying along his thigh. She could easily see his 
pronounced cockhead at the tip of his schlong, and it 
made her pussy drip even more, like it was a flood. She 
reached up, running her hand from his knee up his thigh, 
allowing her thumb to graze his dick. She smiled as she 
saw it twitch slightly. "Oh, I'm much better now that 
you're here." 

Heather rose from her chair, and, standing on her 
tiptoes, kissed Kurt deeply, continuing to stroke his 
pants. His cock grew rapidly, and Heather soon heard the 
unmistakable sound his zipper being pulled down as his 
cock burst through his boxers and bobbed out into the 
air. Onstage, an audience performance of Wanted Dead Or 
Alive was being led by Jon, so no one else heard her 
gasp of amazement when she saw his enormous prick 
sticking out. 

"I've got to have that inside me," she whispered. Kurt 
looked around, Anyone in his band or roadies of the band 
could have seen them as he lifted Heather up and her 
skirt and put his cockhead at the entrance to her pussy. 
She was so tight and his dick was so big that he had to 
push in inch by inch, lowering her onto his pole as she 
moaned, burying her face in his neck to stifle the 
sound. 

Heather felt her pussy fuller than it had ever been 
before. She ran her hands over Kurt's smooth head and 
wrapped her legs tight around his waist as he began to 
fuck her by sliding her up and down his massive cock. 
With each stroke, Heather's clit throbbed, until she was 
constantly coming. She looked out into the darkened 
audience, smiling as she thought that they could be 
caught at any moment, and that just made her more horny. 

Kurt gasped, grabbing Heather's hips and pulling her 
down onto his dick so firmly that his cockhead collided 
with her cervix. He groaned softly as his cock jerked, 
spraying his hot load deep into Heather's cunt. She 
could feel each pump of his shaft.

Placing his hands under her arms, he lifted her off his 
cock, stuffed it back into his pants and pushed up his 
zipper. Heather's cunt and thighs were shaking with 
pleasure, and she could feel rivers of his spunk running 
down her legs. Kurt stood next to her and smiled, 
thinking he was done, and left as he heard massive 
applause from the crowd and Jon saying "Thank You" to 
the crowd.

Kurt thought it was encore time and went to leave as to 
not get caught. A hand grabbed him and Heather brought 
him closer. "We've got a good 20 minutes left, and with 
that Kurt heard the opening chord of "Living On A 
Prayer". Kurt knew just that song alone would take 10 
minutes so he wondered what Heather had in mind. 

"Sit Kurt," Heather pointed to the chair and Kurt did as 
told. "I don't get this enough, and tonight I'm going to 
get it." With that Heather lifted her skirt up to her 
waist so that Kurt saw a completely shaven pussy that he 
had just fucked with mixtures of her juices and his cum 
still in.

"You want it there again?" Kurt wondered out loud.

"Nope. I got what I wanted there, I want it here." And 
with that Heather turned around to Kurt and he witnessed 
the most beautifully curved and rounded ass ever. 

He didn't care whether she wanted it there or not, HE 
wanted it there! Heather was obsessed with anal sex. At 
points a year ago, she would bring fans that wanted to 
meet Bon Jovi to her and if they would cum in her ass, 
she'd bring them to the band, but NEVER in her life was 
she ready for the huge cock ready to fill her! Heather 
squatted down ready to sit atop Kurt. 

Kurt grabbed her asscheeks and spread them apart, her 
pink asshole almost coming off her ass begging for it 
inside. Kurt wiped some juices off Heather's ass and 
rubbed on the asshole and then without hesitation 
plunged his cock straight into her ass. Heather went 
into complete ecstasy with the penetration and let out a 
huge scream, but a guitar riff by her husband drowned it 
out and Kurt went with reckless abandonment inside her 
ass.

Heather moaned loudly, counteracting the volume of the 
music as Kurt kept pulling her ass down to the bottom of 
his prick. Heather went for her throbbing clit and 
played furiously with it, wanting to cause another 
orgasm from within herself as Kurt went for it all and 
unzipped the front of her zipper and fondled Heather's 
tits. Kurt gave three deep thrusts into Heather's ass 
and then released one big load of cum into the awaiting 
ass.

Kurt was smart though, he kept up as best he could on 
her ass until Heather cummed all over her 3 fingers she 
was using. Heather came off Kurt with a plop and hiked 
down her skirt and zipped up the vest, almost in sync 
with the band throwing down their equipment for the 
encore. Kurt wrestled up his pants and ran as the band 
walked by Heather and smiled. She smiled too because if 
she was caught, she would've been living on a prayer. 

Kurt was at his local studio dropping tracks down for a 
new demo CD. A surprise letter came into the building 
straight from Bon Jovi themselves! Inside it stated that 
Jon and Richie were more then impressed with the band 
and Richie mentioned how Heather had never been so 
excited about a band besides their own. 

So they got a record label deal with Bon Jovi's label 
and an opening slot on Bon Jovi's tour next year. Kurt 
thought, yep... next year.  

END

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