Tastemetoo2 - Taste Me Too

make me your aphrodite

sorry i overreacted i had no idea everything would be fine

SABRINA CARPENTER performing at the opening night of the Short n' Sweet Tour (September 23, 2024)

Once he laid her down her heart began to race, his lush lips ravaged her mouth as they kissed. Both Raegan’s cheeks heated from the passion rising within her. Once his lips left hers and continued to trail down her body she couldn’t stop squirming. Kisses to her tummy caused her clit to throb for the dark haired male. He skillfully unbuttoned the bottom half of her outfit, easy work for someone who made it a point to learn how best to get her out of her clothing. With her lower half now fully exposed she felt like she was right back up on a stage. Only this time the show was only for him.

The lower his lips traveled the more open her legs became, instinct really. But it was never that easy, she had to concentrate but she listened to every word he spoke. Even when his fingers began teasing her again before sipping inside. Anything inside of her scratched the itch for him a bit, but it was nothing like the real thing. The singer’s moan’s filled the limo as he fingered her tenderly; both her hands moved down to wrap around his forearm. The sound of Vinny’s voice bringing her back to the task at hand. “It’s yours baby… - only for you…” The words were moaned from her lips, the feeling of his wet warm tongue finally ghost over her clit was almost too much. “Yours, yours, yours…” she moaned leaning into the feeling pooling in her stomach “Fuck…” she couldn’t hold out much longer and he was going easy on her. 

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. 

Does anyone want to bite down into my shoulder while they fuck me? I promise I'll whimper and moan about it.

Taylor Russell wearing Vivienne Westwood FW98, Makeup by Bea Sweet

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.