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 ...
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 ...
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