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So this happened some time ago and was not recently. For what I think are obvious reasons, I won’t tell you where it was, when this happened and most importantly with whom this occurred. Also, I will not disclose any other detail that could help to identify any of the persons involved.
So a friend and I went to this trendy artist’s concert. Both of us had a great time, we are big fans and the concert was great. When we left, we were approached by this beautiful woman that had some sort of card hanging around her neck. She asked if we wanted to get to know the artist backstage and we of course said yes. We were then told to wait a few metres over by the side where three girls were already waiting. After she got like four other women, some security guy lead us to the backstage area.
There, some women were already present and after us, two other cohorts came in. So in this large room there were easily 25 to 30 women (most of them very attractice I’d say) present. The artist wasn’t there yet but the woman that approached us arrived shortly after the last group of girls. She initiated small talk with us, told us that we were welcome to grap the food and drinks that were on the table. She talked to us in groups of five to six women at once and asked stuff like how excited we were to meet XYZ but also wanted to know if we were of age and asked us if we could show her our IDs or some other document of proof which we did. She also asked all the girls whether they’re single or in relationships. She was also seemingly typing notes into her phone while doing that.
My friend and I of course knew what this was probably about. Both of us had boyfriends at the time but we agreed that we would both fuck the artist if the opportunity arised. We were a little tipsy and had like hundreds of conversations in the past about how hot and sexy he was. Also fucking someone like that is a rare opportunity so we felt like we had to take it, even if it meant cheating on our boyfriends.
After the woman talked to all groups (that took about half an hour I’d say), she seated like half the girls on a couch in the corner of the room and we were among them. Virtually directly after that, the artist arrived and also sat on the couch. You could tell that everyone was star struck but he did his best to loosen up the atmosphere and asked how everyone liked the show, things like that. He got flirtier over time and I could see him touching the shoulders and thighs of the girls seated next to him. They also got touchy with him and I noticed that both of these girls had a ring on their ring finger…
He also asked me some things and joked with me (among a few other girls) so I got the impression that he liked me which made me horny. All of this didn’t go on for too long and after some time he asked some of the girls directly if they wanted to come to the “after party” in his hotel suite. The two he sat in between of were the first he asked and after a couple of others he asked me and I immediately agreed. My friend was not among those asked so we had to say good bye. She was excited for me and promised me to not tell anyone. She wished me much fun and then I was guided by a security or road crew type of person to the woman that approached us in the first place. My friend and the other women that were not asked to go to the hotel were sent home (but she got her taxi paid for by them), some of the girls had already left on their own when the artist didn’t talk to them.
Us chosen few were lead to some sort of minibus. We were told to get in it and wait for a few minutes, then the woman went to another car and left. After two or three minutes a driver for the mini bus arrived and he drove us to the hotel. We were eight girls in the bus, two groups of two women that went to the concert together and knew each other and four girls that were there on their own. The atmosphere in the mini bus was a little bit awkward. One of the girls had a phone call with someone she called “honey” to explain to him that she couldn’t come home tonight because she had to help her drunk friend get thome or something like that.
After we arrived at the hotel, we were already received by the woman again. She lead us through the lobby to the elevator and then to the suite. The artist was not there yet. The woman told us that we would probably know what this is about: The artist wants to have sex with us. She told us that if we didn’t want to sleep with him, we could leave right now, that wouldn’t be a issue at all. Everyone stayed though, the woman then had us sign agreements that we wouldn’t make anything happening there public and that we gave our consent to participate in sexual acts with the artist. We then had to turn our phones off and put them in a bag she brought with her.
After that, she introduced herself as XYZ’s “pussy coordinator” and gave a little speech that we were chosen for two reasons: 1, the artist found us hot and 2, we all stated that we were in relationships and that he prefers to fuck taken women. I think my jaw dropped a little bit because although there were some obvious signs I didn’t think that this was not a coincidence until now. The woman then told us that the artist likes to be wanted, adored and worshipped and that we were expected to do that for him. Also, he’d like us to compare him to our significant others and remind him that he is taking another man’s girl when he is taking us. She said that she knows that this sounds weird but then pointed at her own ring and said that she can tell from experience that it was worth it. After that she asked if there were any questions and if not so, she asked us to undress completely (only thing that should stay on would be wedding and engagement rings) and get on our knees while she was gonna receive the artist.
All of us did as told, I chatted with one of the girls next to me and we told each other how excited we were. I told her how my boyfriend would probably be in tears if he saw me right now but that this somehow doesn’t really bother and she told me that her fiancé would be the same. She also said that she was ready to do anything the artist wanted her to do, “I would even let him piss on me but hopefully he is not into that” and we laughed.
Then, the “pussy coordinator” finally lead the artist in. He was already shirtless and you could tell how happy he was. He positioned himself a few steps away in front of us and told us to crawl towards him. I was uncontrollably horny and basically dripping, he was so attractive and this whole situation was so exciting and new. So the other seven girls and I crawled towards him and when all were in front of him, he told us to beg for his cock which we did. After maybe half a minute he allowed us to unpack his thing and two or three of the women in the front did so. His penis was huge, the biggest I ever saw and you could tell he liked how all of us were surprised by that.
I don’t want to get into too much detail about what followed. I think everyone sucked his cock, I did for a few minutes and I think I gave the best blowjob of my life. I told him that he was much bigger than my boyfriend and that he was able to just take me from him, like the woman told us to. The other girls did similar things, we told him about how much we adored him, that he is a trendy musician that can get every woman and how much better he is than our men. Of course, not all of the girls could get a piece of him at the same time, when I couldn’t get my hands or mouth on him I chatted with other girls, made out with them or played with my pussy. The “pussy coordinator” was still in the room btw, sitting on an armchair, watching closely.
After some time the events got relocated onto the gigantic bed. He laid on his back and we took turns playing with his dick, his abs, making out with him, having him lick over and play with our bodies etc. I licked his great abs, pressed my tits onto his face and had him motorboat them, told him that those were his now and suck his big cock a little more. He also talked about stuff like how he could just turn up and steal a bunch of guys their girls and that he is a star that gets to make other men’s wives his whores and much more like that.
The foreplay took an eternity but after some time he reached for the box of condoms next to the bed, put one on and started fucking the first woman. From then on, we took turns fucking him, he changed condoms a lot and at one point I was riding him while a few other girls were making out with him and worshipping his body. It was weird having sex with someone who is not primarily focused on you at first but when he slapped my ass, giving me a little more attention, I orgasmed, screamed somehting like “Oh my god, I am fucking XYZ” and then after falling onto him was pushed to the side and after another condom switch replaced by the next woman.
I think he fucked all of us, he fucked me again, this time missionary and with more attention for me. He made me praise him and talk bad about my boyfriend again and did so himself. After a few minutes, I came again. Not too long after that, he was close to finishing as well. For that he put his condom off and as a final sign of dominance had the four girls with husbands/fiancés lay their rings on the chest of the woman with the largest breasts. He came onto the rings and then had the “pussy coordinator” make a photo of that.
We were then asked if we wanted to go home or stay the night in the suite. Three of the women went home (it was in the middle of the night by then) but as I was not living with my boyfriend and as I didn’t have to work the next day, I preferred to stay. The “pussy coordinator” handed the three women leaving their phones and went to her hotel room while we were sleeping in the bed with the artist. I was lucky enough to get a spot right next to him and cuddled with him. He groped my ass the whole time and I was whispering into his ear how great that was before falling asleep.
The next morning, we had another orgy before we all had to leave before noon. We weren’t allowed to shower which made me feel a little disgusting. When I came home, I took a shower and had to catch up on some sleep. I met up with my friend later and told her everything, she was super jealous but also excited for me. Later the evening, I met up with my boyfriend. He wanted to know how the concert was and I told him it was the best concert ever. He still doesn’t know about what I did after it. It was the best night of my life.
NSFW: yes
