The tour manager part 1

 

Actually, I have a great job, but today I should take care of this weird hip hop musician. I'm actually an editor, but everyone else was sick or on vacation. Say hello, show you around town, accompany you to the autograph session, take you to the location and then hopefully not home that late ... that was the schedule for the day and I still had Hanna, my intern, who, like Bolle, was looking forward to this guy.
So Hanna and I were in the underground car park exactly at 1pm when the boys arrived. Contrary to my expectations, they smiled really nice from the car. PA Miller, got out, shook hands with me, beaming: "I'm Peter!". I replied with a smile and: "Elli!" Hanna really freaked out next to me ... she grinned like a lemon, grabbed Peter alias PAMiller and disappeared with him on the transmitter. I looked after them briefly when a wonderful smile brought me back. A young man had got out of the car and was standing in front of me with his hand up. "I'm Eddie, the manager of PA, I think we had a phone call?" I shook off the chaos of thoughts surrounding Hanna and shook hands with Eddie: "Ella, yes we talked on the phone!" His gaze met my heart immediately. He was about a head taller than me had light blue eyes, wore one of those baseball jackets that are just so IN and a gray knitted hat. But I wasn’t at it anymore. Eddie and I also went to the station and talked briefly about the daily routine and the trip. My cell phone rang in the elevator. While I was on the phone, Eddie looked at me with a smile. This guy looked hot! I would have loved to have nibbled him in the elevator, but that wouldn't have been very professional. This guy looked hot! I would have loved to have nibbled him in the elevator, but that wouldn't have been very professional. This guy looked hot! I would have loved to have nibbled him in the elevator, but that wouldn't have been very professional.
Once at the top, PA and Hanna were already having coffee in the conference room, so we sat down. We went through the whole agenda and had our coffee.
The boys did the afternoon appointments alone, so Hanna and I still had time to freshen up a little for the evening. It was 6 p.m. and around 8 p.m. we were supposed to meet the boys again in the disco. When I was in the shower, Eddie couldn't get the smile out of my head. Why did this guy make me so hot ??? Was it because I hadn't had a man in my bed for a while due to work? But this man was also absolutely sympathetic, not at all like many of the other star managers who always acted like monkeys. No, he was polite and charming. My legs got very wet. I lathered myself with shampoo, kneading my breasts, stroking my stomach and down to my flower. The foam felt soft and smelled really good. I rubbed my clit and moaned softly. Then I grabbed the razor and trimmed my pubic hair so that there was only a thin line in the middle. It felt incredibly cool and so I rubbed myself to orgasm. I got out of the shower, put some lotion on, and got dressed. The choice fell on a black top with a plunging neckline, a gray skirt and black knee-high boots. Underneath I wore a black bra that showed off my ample bust, matching panties and of course my long lace stockings. The choice fell on a black top with a plunging neckline, a gray skirt and black knee-high boots. Underneath I wore a black bra that showed off my ample bust, matching panties and of course my long lace stockings. The choice fell on a black top with a plunging neckline, a gray skirt and black knee-high boots. Underneath I wore a black bra that showed off my ample bust, matching panties and of course my long lace stockings.
In the disco, Hanna and I looked for a place from which we had a good view of the stage. Suddenly my cell phone vibrated, a message from Eddie: "Hey Ella, come backstage and we're bored!" Of course, Hanna was enthusiastic about this idea and immediately pulled me to the door of the backstage area. We knocked and Eddi opened the door. Hanna slipped in and fell around Peter's neck. I assume he liked her a bit, because he immediately turned to her with a grin. Eddie hugged me when I stepped behind the door: "Nice that you are here!" He whispered in my ear and sounded relieved. We sat down at a small table and started talking. Eddi told me how he came to Peter and that his long-term friend had left him because she couldn't understand that he had to go on tour. I told them about my job at the station and suddenly our feet touched. Eddie looked deep into my eyes as a warm tingling sensation spread inside me. I seemed to blush because he quickly pulled his foot away. So I took my courage and looked around, but Hanna and PM were deep in conversation, so I took Eddi's hand and put it on my knee. Now he suddenly blushed, but it seemed to be exactly what he wanted because he carefully began to stroke my leg. We kept talking so that the others wouldn't notice. His eyes beamed at me as he stroked higher and higher. Shortly before the hem of my stockings he turned around and stroked back to my knee. My pussy was wet like the Baltic Sea, but we couldn't do anything here. Suddenly the door opened and the disco operator looked around the corner to call PM for the performance. We got up and went into the hall. Hanna disappeared between the crowds and somehow reappeared at the front. We approached the crowd from behind. Eddie was behind me. When PM started singing, the crowd went wild. The teenagers jumped and danced merrily together. My buttocks also began to move in time. Eddie was behind me. He had taken off his jacket and was now wearing a tight, white T-shirt, which emphasized his muscles wonderfully. One of the youngsters in front of us started to poke and suddenly bumped into me ... I lost my balance, but Eddie was of course ready to catch me. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close. I got hot, but the feeling was so wonderful! He held me tight so I could feel his warm breath on my neck. My pussy immediately sounded the alarm again. This feeling got even stronger when I suddenly felt something hard on my bottom. Eddie was excited about me? Oh my God! Eddie started kissing my neck carefully. I could barely stand on my feet, but I looked around anxiously. After all, I wasn't unknown here and Eddie was the manager of PM Miller, who at that moment was giving a concert on the stage in front of us. I turned around and Eddi looked at me frightened. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked me anxiously, but I reassured him: “No, absolutely not! I want to kiss you right now, right here and so much, but so many people are watching us here! “So he took my hand and started walking towards the backstage door. He hastily unlocked the door, looked around fearfully again and pulled me inside. The door rattled behind us. We couldn't hold out any longer. Eddi pressed me against the door, grabbed my neck and kissed me more passionately than anyone in a long time. It was so good. I forgot everything around us. There was just this amazing guy and his soft lips kissing me. He stroked my arm, grabbed my hips and pulled me tight. In a respite he said, "You are such a wonderful person, I've wanted to kiss you since I got out of the car!" I told him that I felt the same way. Eddie gave me one more long kiss then looked at me with his steel blue eyes and asked: "I'm actually not that stormy, but you make me so hot, I don't know what to do!?!" But my head had probably already made this decision, because I grabbed his bottom and pulled his hips against it mean that his hard cock was rubbing my hot pussy. "I want you to sleep with me!" I breathed into his ear.
Eddi grabbed my neck again to kiss me, then his hand wandered deeper and carefully stroked my left breast. Immediately my nipples became rock hard. I kneaded his hot bottom and pressed his hips tightly against mine with which I rubbed myself against him. Now Eddie slipped his hand under my skirt and began to grin as he felt the lush wet zone. He stroked my panties, which made me moan loudly. He slowly worked his way to the edge and took off my panties. Suddenly Eddie did something I hadn't expected ... he knelt in front of me and began to ***** my grotto. His hand spread my legs slightly and he sucked on my clit. I groaned, but that was swallowed up by the loud concert music. His tongue swept over my pleasure center until I was about to explode. I begged: "If you don't stop now, I'll be right here at the Tüüühüürr!" He had to laugh. He let go of me, took off his pants, pulled a condom out of his pocket, rolled it over and sat on one of the chairs. His tail was average but noticeably stiff. He pulled me onto his lap. His hard cock slowly slid into me. It was sooo cool! He kept kissing me incredibly passionate and kneading my bum, also setting the pace. I rode him, moving my hips rhythmically. His horny thing poked in and out. Sometimes I moved so far up that it was almost completely outside to then take it in again fully inside me. Now Eddi groaned audibly and began to knead my breasts. I was close to orgasm when he stopped abruptly, picked me up and laid me on the table. I was so horny ... I just wanted to be taken. This dream man now stood between my legs and***** me really hard. His cock rammed into me again and again and his testicles clapped my bottom. I refrained from screaming, although it was hardly possible. I managed to say " **** me, really fast and hard", then I was carried away by a mega orgasm. Eddie also came in with a loud groan and a few uncontrolled thrusts.
I slipped forward a little and sat up on the edge of the table. His penis slipped out of my pussy. He hugged and kissed me deeply. "You are the best thing that happened to me on this tour!" He said softly, while looking lovingly into my eyes. In my head the thoughts began to run ... What if he does that everywhere? Did he just use me? How naive am I actually to pull this off so quickly? But my mouth only brought: "Am I now one of many on this tour?" But Eddie looked at me puzzled, then he kissed me and held me very tight: "No, you are the first and only in 2 years and if you want, I'll prove it to you and go out smooching with you! ”Now I was perplexed! I didn't want any proof just to calm my conscience, but Eddie started getting dressed. He looked so sexy in those shorts, with his toned torso and messy hair. I would have it again ... But we could already hear the encore calls outside, so I got dressed in a hurry too. Eddie kept what he promised and didn't let go of my hand until we were back in the crowd. There we met PM, with Hanna in tow. He grinned at us, clapped Eddie, who praised him for the great gig, and got the backstage key. Then he and Hanna disappeared behind the door. We grinned at each other and Eddie got us 2 soft drinks from the bar. Eddie kept what he promised and didn't let go of my hand until we were back in the crowd. There we met PM, with Hanna in tow. He grinned at us, clapped Eddie, who praised him for the great gig, and got the backstage key. Then he and Hanna disappeared behind the door. We grinned at each other and Eddie got us 2 soft drinks from the bar. Eddie kept what he promised and didn't let go of my hand until we were back in the crowd. There we met PM, with Hanna in tow. He grinned at us, clapped Eddie, who praised him for the great gig, and got the backstage key. Then he and Hanna disappeared behind the door. We grinned at each other and Eddie got us 2 soft drinks from the bar.
When he came back he looked me in the eye again with his irresistible look and said: "PM asked me to book another room, I assume you don't need Hanna to go home today!" I couldn't help but smile I didn't really want to think about the drive home. I nodded. Then he kissed me again, nibbled on my ear and whispered: "But if I have to sleep all alone in a strange room, I am sure to get scared" and tried to look pitiful. I had to laugh, kissed him and said: "Well luckily, my contract says that I have to make sure that nothing happens to the artist and his team!" And grinned. Then we fell into a long kiss on the bar stool ...

the beginning

 Done! I arrive at the train station in a rush, only to find that the train is ten minutes late. Great! And now? Only a milkshake will help. Mmm, the idea is good, the vanilla shake tastes delicious.
On the way to the train, the tension gradually falls away from me. Thank heavens I now have a few days off!
The train has finally arrived, I get on and look for a seat by the window.
But wait, what do my tired eyes see? My heartbeat is accelerating! Short cut auburn hair! A guy in a denim jacket with a vest over it! I shake my head, it definitely wasn't! It's a shame actually!
I sip my shake when a man's voice sounds next to me.
"Is there a free place here? May I sit?"
I look up, look straight into blue eyes, choke, cough and immediately blush. Tom, my childhood sweetheart!
"Hey, I know you! That is impossible! Since when have you been
taking the train? ” With these words he sinks into the seat next to me! His gaze slowly glides over me.
“How long have we not seen each other? That must have been at least 20 years ago? ”
He has changed, the lanky boy has become a muscular man.
"Hello Tom!"
A smile slides over his face, which looks really good on him. I look at him inconspicuously while I play with the straw. His eyes are surrounded by small laugh lines. He has broad shoulders and narrow hips. I like what I see!
"Well, did I pass?" Laughs Tom.
I blush again and then have to laugh too.
Tom starts talking about people we used to deal with a lot. We arrived at our destination far too quickly.
As we get out, he takes my hand.
"I would like to see you again! What do you think we can do that? ”He gently caresses the back of my thumb. Fascinated, I stare at our hands. A tingling sensation spreads over the arm. It's just like it was back then! He reaches into his jacket pocket, pulls out a ballpoint pen, turns my wrist, writes his number on it. With every number he writes, the tingling continues to expand. Restlessly, I step from one leg to the other.
“Listen, there's a alumni reunion this weekend. I wanted to go, come on too! ”He
briefly explains the meeting point to me, then bends over to me, brushes my forehead with his lips, disappears. I stand there as if grown tall, my hand touching the place where his lips touched my skin. A shiver runs through me!
Friday is there sooner than expected. My family comes home one after the other just to let me know that everyone is up to something. So I'm at home alone, everyone has an appointment. I spontaneously decide to write Tom a text message. Why not, there will be a lot of people who I haven't seen for a long time, could be funny.
I use the evening to do something for myself. First I allow myself a full bath, then I snuggle up on the couch and watch a little TV. My mind wanders to the past.
I met Tom at the bathing area, where we will meet again tomorrow. I was sitting on my towel, putting on sunscreen, when Tina showed up with him. They spread their towels next to mine. Tom was 16 at the time, I was just 13. He was tall, funny and incredibly cool. I couldn't get to my back, Tom recognized my need and took the suntan lotion from me. I lay down on my stomach. I almost feel his hands on my back again, the memory returns so vividly. He had massaged in the sun lotion firmly. Then his hands went to my calves. When he touched it, everything in me contracted, I had never reacted to a boy like this before. We saw each other often over the next few weeks, and Tina was always there. Nothing ever happened between us but the memory of this action alone left and still makes my blood boil today. What if ... I'll never find out!

It is Saturday. Today it will be warm. As a precaution, I pack a jacket, toothbrush, sleeping mat and a sleeping bag. You never know.

I park the car under a large chestnut tree, take my bag, and set off.
As soon as I arrive at the large meadow, I am greeted with a loud hello. There are around 40 former supervisors, many of them have hardly changed, others I don't recognize at all. My heart leaps when I see Tom. He throws me a kiss and bows slightly. I laugh in return. Tom continues to help set up tents.
I haven't had as much fun in a long time as in the next few hours. We prepare everything for the evening, play volleyball, drink coffee and chat. The mood is cheerful, in the evening we light up the grill, others light a campfire, although it is still pleasantly warm.
Tom is somehow always close to me, but so far we haven't had a chance to talk alone. I haven't felt so alive in ages. My senses are on alert, every time Tom looks at me, I get hot and cold.
I'm sitting by the fire, talking when someone puts their hands on my shoulder. I get a pleasant scent, it's cool water. I don't have to think long about who it could be. Spontaneously I put my hands on his.
"Nice that you are here!" I turn around, smile at him.
“I'm also happy to be here! It was the right decision! ”For a moment we sink into each other's eyes.
"Come on, make way, at least I discovered her again and invited her over here for today!"
The others move closer together, crack jokes until Tom fits in between them. Unfortunately he takes his hands away, I almost feel left alone. But as soon as he sits next to me, his thigh touches mine, sometimes with more, sometimes with less pressure. My mouth is going dry, heaven does this man have an effect on me! I am curious how the evening will turn out.
Someone takes out a guitar, someone else hands around drinks. Tom hands me a beer, toasts with me, the second time we look into each other's eyes. A soft blush shoots into my cheeks, my heartbeat increases with every second we look at.
"Goodbye!" Whispers Tom. I just nod, not a word comes out of my lips.
It is getting darker, the mood more exuberant. Tom's hand keeps touching me. Sometimes he puts it on my knee, then he puts it around my shoulder, squeezing me. I get cold, the fire only warms me from the front. Shivering, I stroke my arms.
"Come on, you must have a jacket with you, let's get it!"
Tom gets up , grabs my hand, pulls me up, pulls me towards the car.
"Wait, my jacket is in the tent, you are walking in the wrong direction." I stop, darkness surrounds us, only the fire and shadows can still be seen. Tom stops too, turns to me. I hardly recognize his face, my eyes have to get used to the darkness. His hand is still holding mine. I am no longer cold. It's more like I'm on fire.
"For 20 years I have been wondering what it is like to kiss you!" His voice sounds even deeper, a shiver runs through me. As if in slow motion, he comes closer to me, I would have all the time to draw back, but I can't move, wait for myself how it will feel. And then his lips touch mine. How warm and gentle they are! I get up on tiptoe, come towards him. The tip of his tongue runs over my lips, moistening them. As if guided by a secret power, I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.
What a kiss! I knew it! Meanwhile we are engrossed in a cinematic French kiss, his hands are modestly on my waist while mine are playing with his hair.
My body reacts with every fiber, my nipples press against the fabric of my T-shirt, my fine hairs are all upright. My abdomen contracts with desire.
Tom breaks away from me, pulls me tighter, no sheet would have fit between us. He presses his lower body against me, his excitement cannot be denied, I can clearly feel it on my lower abdomen. We're both gasping for breath! So I hadn't imagined this attraction!
“I already knew it then, but you were too young for me! When I touched your back, your legs, the hollows of your knees, I was already electrified! Insanity!"
My hands are no longer still on his back, I slide under his T-shirt, run my fingertips over his muscles. A moan penetrates my ears, was it him or me? Involuntarily I press my stomach tighter against him, slowly moving up and down. It excites me to feel its growing splendor. My hands massage his muscles, wander over the side, push themselves between our bodies until they reach his chest. Fine hair tickles my fingertips, his warts stick out fully erect, I gently grab them and play with them. His head bends toward me again, his mouth finds mine. This kiss is no longer gentle, no, it's hot. We mutually explore each other's oral cavity. Tom pushes me backwards until my back is against a tree trunk.
Without interrupting the kiss, he caresses my hair, over my neck, I only vaguely feel how his fingertips slide over my breasts to my stomach. A tremor comes over me.
Suddenly Tom breaks away from me, covers my mouth, puts his index finger on his lips. Now I hear it too. Apparently we are not alone. Another couple is busy with each other not far from us. We don't see them, but we can hear them.
I feel uncomfortable, at the same time the moaning turns me on. Tom leans his forehead against mine, takes a soft breath!
“Yes, come on, finally put it in, I want to feel you! Let's get down to business! "
I'm going bright red, we have to get out of here. But Tom doesn't move, instead his hands begin to explore me further. Very slowly he slips it under my t-shirt, his forehead still against mine. The moon comes out a little, I can see its eyes. They seem to be burning, he looks steadily at me. Arousal is spreading in me even more. What is he up to? His hands lie on my bra, massage my breasts through the fabric. I press my lips together so as not to make a sound.
"Oh yes, that's exactly where I want you, please, push, I want to feel you inside me!"
I close my eyes. None of this can be true. Tom presses his forehead closer to me, reluctantly I open my eyes.
"I want you too!" Tom's voice can hardly be heard, but I know I understood him correctly. My pelvic floor muscles contract. Yes, I want him too!
His hands slide under his bra, seconds later his hands are on my bare breasts, I can't suppress a low sigh. He gently massages my crescent moons. It feels heavenly!
The other couple's moans increase, the instructions about what they want more detailed.
Suddenly Tom pulls his hands away, kisses me tight, takes me by the hand, pulls me away towards the lake. My eyes have got used to the darkness, I quietly follow him. His thumb ceaselessly caresses the back of my hand.
The other couple seem to be nearing their climax because they are making no effort to be particularly quiet.
It's quiet at the lake, the moon comes out from behind a cloud.
"So now we're alone!" His voice sounds hoarse. Again he takes me tightly in his arms, lets me feel his lump.
"You see, you have had this effect on me for 20 years!"
I blush even more if this is still possible! My panties feel very damp. Such lust has not befallen me for a long time!
I break away from him, want to take off my T-shirt.
"Wait, let me do this! You're welcome!"
Tom grabs the edge of the T-shirt and slowly takes it off. For a moment he watches the rise and fall of my chest. I look at him, want nothing more than to be touched by him at last.
"You look great!" There is recognition in his look as he walks around me, undoing the black bra clasp. He runs his fingernails up and down my spine until I shiver. I can't stand it, turn to him. The bra slips off my arms and lands on my t-shirt.
Tom takes both nipples in his hand and plays with them. I close my eyes, let this touch take effect, feel how they harden even more.
I don't want to be idle, take off Tom's T-shirt too. His torso is very slightly hairy, muscular, his small belly suits him perfectly. I slowly lean forward, put one of his warts in my mouth, suckle it gently, play with the tip of my tongue. Tom groans!
His hands slide to my waistband, open the buttons, pull down my pants and slip. I take off my shoes, shake my pants off my feet. Now I stand naked in front of him. Again he stops everything, looks at me.
“Yes, you held up really well, honey!”
I'm actually a little proud of my figure, as I've done a lot for her in the last few months.
Tom sits down on the floor, pulls me onto his lap. A crazy feeling overcomes me when I feel the denim on my bare legs. He bows his head, now for his part takes a wart of mine in his mouth, teases it with his teeth. Tom supports my back with his hands. I want to be the same as the woman from before, no longer wait, but get started, feel him in me, see how it is with him. I slide off his thighs a little until I can take off his pants. He helps me a little by lifting his bum up. I gasp as his penis searches its way to freedom. He is completely shaved, which makes him look taller. I stare at him, fascinated. Tom laughs softly.
"Hey, are you speechless?"
I smile at him with half-lowered eyes, get up a little, take his phallus in my hand, squeeze slightly. This time Tom gasps for breath. I slowly lower myself down on him, bring him to my vagina. I take it in carefully, piece by piece. Thanks to my moisture, it slides into me without any problems.
"You are crazy, you are tight!" Whispers Tom.
"No, you are so big!" I whisper back.
We move slowly. I close my eyes, completely overwhelmed by the feelings that come over me. He feels me completely, moves gently back and forth, only millimeters, but that's enough. His hands knead my breasts, our mouths press together. Tom grabs me by the hips, turns with me until I'm under him. He slowly pulls back until he almost leaves me, only to slide back in seconds later. I moan, want a lot more. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist. Our rhythm is getting faster. He knows how to increase my lust immeasurably. The whole time we look at each other, our breath becomes faster, beads of sweat form on our bodies. Time seems to stand still, Tom strikes faster, harder. I tense my muscles
"Stop it, otherwise I'll be right there!" Moans Tom against my lips. He leans forward, kisses me. This small movement pushes his glans directly to my most sensitive point. I scream on his lips, everything is contracting inside me. Waves of pleasure make my senses fade. Tom's manhood swells even more, drives me crazy. With the last waves of me ******* he off. With a swing he turns around with me so that I lie on top of him. His hands caress my back, my bottom. Our breath slowly calms down.
"That was just the beginning! Am I right? ”Tom whispers in my ear.
I close my eyes, feel his penis getting smaller, leaving me.
"Yes, I think we will have to get to know each other better," I whisper with my eyes closed and a smile on my face!
"Blümchensex" smiles Tom and I can't suppress a small laugh.
"That's how it always starts, doesn't it?"