Tastemetoo2 - Taste Me Too

The blonde female was beside herself with excitement at the point. Not knowing he was coming and now sneaking away from the press junket she was supposed to do after the meet and greet to be with him. Raegan's head was swirling, her pink tongue darted out to seductively lick her bottom lip. As she listened to what he was asking her, of course she had her limo parked out back, everyone was lucky it wasn't pink. Before she could think of a clever answer the much stronger male unexpectedly pushed her body flush against the wall. Her back to the wall and the front of her pressed up against his. Warm, it was also so warm, and smelled like everything she craving for weeks now. The pit of her stomach danced, flipped and twirled at the intense want she felt at this moment.

Yes... they were alone in this particular hallway but there were still hundreds of people walking around. Raegan's palms were pressed against the smooth wall behind her as Vinny palmed her sex through her costume. Her chest rising and falling slowly as she collected herself. A small laugh escaping her painted lips. He knew the effect he had on her body and she loved that he used it to his advantage. "Anything for you, baby" she purred ever so slightly pressed herself more flush against his palm and beginning to rub herself with his hand. Raegan's head fell back agains the wall as she let the sensation wash over her. "The car is right outside this door, but you're going to have to carry me there..." The blonde's words tumbling out one after the other, her hand moving from the wall to grip Vinny's forearm. "Fuck..." she breathed as she continued to use his hand for her own pleasure. "What's stopping me from cumming right here right now?" she teased, the hand gripping his forearm slowly reaching up to thread her fingers into his hair.

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

SABRINA CARPENTER Short n' Sweet Album (2024)

Bones and All (2022) dir. Luca Guadagnino

His words were going to be her undoing, you would think she’d be use to him by now but no. Every experience with him was new, exciting, addicting. They were so close and yet she needed more, always more of her man. What a man he was, her legs were wobbly at best almost slack open for him. Giving him all the access he could need to do her in. ‘Perfect’ the word rang in her head as her concentration moving to reminding her to breathe. Once he took her hand in his own and guided it down to her center another whimper pulled from her lips. Every filthy thing he wanted she would comply, he knew her limits and danced between the lines graciously. Her smaller fingers lightly ghosted over her clit, the button throbbing as he watched her fingers play with her juices. 

Blue green eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned unabashedly. “I want to cum…-“ her words cut off by a cry that escaped her chest. The stronger male’s hand pushing hers more firmly against her clit, the pressure just enough to push her over the edge. She came just then, her mouth stuck open as her body shook underneath him. The orgasm lasted a full minute, the anticipation enough to make the reward explosive. Raegan was stunned at her boldness no longer feeling any inhibition about what they were doing. Once she regained her wits about her; her hands flew up to cup his face planting a deep sensual kiss to his lips. “Take your clothes off.” she demanded sitting up so she could remove the top of her costume as well. 

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

Even though he was already getting what he wanted he still teased her, prolonging their pleasure however he saw fit. The female had never been like this with anyone else, anyone else was also so disappointing. She gave them parts of herself, they shared them with other women, always the same. This felt different, having the understanding she did with him was very important. I mean here she was after work his hands performing the most delicate ministrations on her clit; her head was empty. When he asked to hear her beg again, she begged, she would do whatever as long as he was going to allow her to cum. She often got lost in him this way, the infliction of his voice, the way his hot sweet breath mixed with her own… it was almost too much. 

By the time he stopped his torture and scooped her up in his arms sweetly she had been close to her first orgasm. As she looked up into his eyes she couldn’t help but reward him with a giddy grin. Vincent’s proclamation was felt exactly where it wanted it to. His words went right to her core, she was so unbelievably  turned on she couldn’t function.  She licked her pink lips as she hung on every word. Once he kicked the exit door open her car was waiting like she said. The driver having somehow kept her fans from learning his location. He quickly ushered them into the back and closed the door for them. Once he started to slowly pull out of the alley behind the stadium Raegan’s head slowly turned to face him. “What’s that look on your face?” She asked reaching between them to grab the small remote sitting there. Her manicured finger hovering over the ‘close button’. “Martin, just keep driving.” She instructed her driver calmly before closing the portion.

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

★﹐sabrina carpenter: coachella (2024)．﹗★

SABRINA CARPENTER

by Charlotte Rutherford for TIME (October 2024)

The shorter female in this moment felt there was nothing that could top the thrill she was feeling. He called her bluff like she knew he would, she wasn't going to let herself be so vulnerable in this setting. With the way he touched her, the way he teased her right to the end, she almost considered it. The handsome male's fingers exposing her most intimate place to the slight draft in the hallway. She felt completely exposed for him, her wetness no doubt coating his fingers as he explored her. He was only a couple of inches from her face so when she moaned it traveled directly into his mouth. "I can't think straight when you touch me, and especially when you call me that..." her words trailed off as she pushed herself forward to press her lips against his. "Take me to the car, baby" she moaned deepening their kiss.

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing.