His Dressing Room..

The last person in line at the latest Yelawolf VIP meet and greet, gets the most dirty, pleasant surprise.

“So where you from?” The girl in front of me asks seductively as she fiddles with Yelawolf’s hair.

“Bama baby. All natural.” He smiles at her as she swoons in the smoldering sexiness of his gray eyes. I glare at her. She needs to move the f**k on so I can be near him now. “But, you gotta move along. I got other people in line.” He bit his lip sitting back against his chair. She giggles before sauntering away and I finally step forward. “Last person in line, damn. You must be tired.” He grins and I shrug.

“I guess.” I watch him reach down and cup the lump in his pants. My tongue glides across my top lip and I can feel myself shifting to fight staring at him.

“That’s cool.” He stares at me, his eyes sliding down my frame. “What do you say you come back with me and get a drink or something?” My head screams out to him thirstily. What I would give to be in his lap right now! Yet, I know I have to play it cool.

“Sure.” I shrug in the same manner that he had just shrugged at me.

“Alright.” He pulls his shades off of his shirt and pushes them onto his face. He flashes me a grin that makes me have to hold my legs together as I walk. This is going to be one for the masturbation books, don’t even get me started on Tumblr… Oh Tumblr… I watch as he pulls his hair back nodding to his security guard as we made our way back stage. He looks back at me before holding his arm out. I slowly take it and he pulls me to his waist as we walk into his dressing room.

He clicks on the light and pulls his shirt off. My eyes capture every tattoo and soaks it in like a sponge, a horny little leech. “Have a seat baby.” He points to a chair and I lunge for it as he pours his entire water bottle down his body. Every single bead of water slowly trails down his luscious chest and I rise to my feet. He looks at me, his eyebrow rising as I come to stand face to face before him. He slowly takes off his glasses as he looks down at me.

I lean forward and trail my tongue against his neck, following the path of the water. “Damn, girl.” He breathes out as I giggle in his ear. “You know�"“ He pulls away before pulling the button on my pants. “You know white boys… Eat p***y…” He pushes me back onto the bed on the other side of the dressing room. He slowly pulls me by belt loops towards the edge. “Like a sandwich.” He leans over and kisses my stomach as he pulls down the zipper.

My eyes race to the ceiling. Holy f**k, Yelawolf is about to-- “Mmm.” He purred. “No panties. They don’t do it like that where I’m from.” He trailed his tongue against my inner thigh before licking my c**t slowly. “I aint never tasted something this sweet.” His words, his accent, all of him is causing me to melt as he swirls his tongue around slowly. I gasp grabbing onto his hair and pulling him further between my legs and he slowly slips a finger into me. “Oh.” I gasp.

“Oh is right baby, this right here is…” He plunges his fingers deep as he sucks on the small pleasure button above it. I lay my head back and he slowly, torturously traces his tongue around. “I don’t even know.” I push him away and he gives me a confused face. “What’d I do?”

“Take off your pants.” I instruct breathlessly and he laughs.

“I don’t�"“ He scratches his head, as he singlehandedly releases the buckle of his belt. “I don’t know what you wanna do with this but.” He drops his pants, and shoves his plaid boxers down to follow them. “It’s all yours baby.” He stands proud and my eyes quickly take in the length of his dick. I hungrily lean over and slowly push it into my mouth. “Mmm, f**k.” He lays his head back pushing his hips towards me. “Goddamn baby. Come’mere.” He pulls my arms and I follow him as he pushes me down onto my knees in front of him on the floor. “There you go. Yeah, that’s right.” He says as I look up at him.

His head is laid back and his eyes are closed. His hips are slowly moving in time with my sucking to get the most pleasure he could out of each thrust. “ I pull him further into my mouth as I feel the tip of his penis bob against my throat. He groans as he pulls my hair and causes me to go faster. I gag and he looks down pulling me away. “You a’ight baby?” He pulls me up to face him and I nod. “Lemme look at you.” He turns me around slowly before arching my back. “Mmm.” He slides his fingertips against my bare a*s.

“These f*****g legs.” He nudges his knee in between my legs to spread them. “This a*s.” He squeezes it and I moan softly. “This�"“ Without warning, he pushes his dick into me and I cry out as he pulls my shoulders until he’s deep inside of me. “Yeah baby.” He grabs a hold of my hips as he thrusts into me. I gasp grabbing onto the dresser before us. “Look at that.” He tilts my chin up and in the mirror over the dresser I can see his eyes staring into mine.

He slowly f***s me, watching my eyes as he does. I squirm and he leans over and laughs in my ear. “You want it baby?” He kisses my shoulder before driving into me. “I asked if you wanted it.” He goes faster and I hang onto the dresser to gain balance.

“Yesss.” I hiss as he smacks my a*s. He slides his hand over my stomach and down to between my legs to slide his fingers against me. I gasp laying my head back and he stares down at me, his sweaty hair clinging to his face.

“Damn, you look�"“ He bites his lip as I begin to push back against his thrusts. He clenches my hips tightly in his hand as he rams into me. “Say my name.”

“Yela.” I gasp as he begins to press against that spot inside of me that causes my eyes to roll back. “Yela.” I repeat as his thrusts get more demanding. He kisses my spine as he leans back and pushes deeper, faster, harder. The feeling of an orgasm swells somewhere in me and his name tears from my lips as it crashes through me. He pulls out  and flips me over smiling as I lay back tiredly in his arms. He cradles me for a brief second before setting me on the ground.

“How ‘bout that drink now?” he grins and I nod briskly as I cross the room to pick up my clothes.