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Meet Me Backstage; Part 9

Sir; Part 9 in your journey of becoming the girlfriend to seven men.

By Brittany JonesPublished 3 years ago 10 min read
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You were lounging in the apartment, cleaning up around the house, and doing laundry when you heard your phone ping from the kitchen. You go to retrieve it and see that you’ve gotten a text.

Seb: Are you busy tomorrow?

You: Nope. Is there something you need?

Seb: Yes, you.

You: Oh...

Seb: Meet me in my room at 3 pm. Wear something comfortable.

You: Yes, Sir.

Seb: Good girl . See you tomorrow 😉

You: Okay. Love you Sir

Seb: Love you, my sweet.

You were bouncing in excitement and couldn’t wait to see what was in store for you with Sebastian the following day. The guys were due back in the morning, so you had all night to prepare and wonder. You went to sleep with a huge smile with thoughts of all your boyfriends, but especially Sebastian on your mind.

The next morning, you were awoken to the sound of loud voices and shuffling of feet in the hallway. You jumped out of bed, hair a mess, and threw the door of your room open. The guys all startle at your door slamming against the wall. But as soon as they see you, they all yell in excitement and within seconds you’re scooped into a group hug. You laugh and give them all greetings. Hugs and kisses are shared all around. Finally, all of them pull away and go off to do their own things.

Sebastian lingers back for a minute and says, “Are you ready for this afternoon?”

“Yes, Sir,” you respond shyly.

“I can’t wait to see you later, then.” He replies and then he is off to shower, leaving you a blushing mess. You turn back to your room and head off to your own shower. After a long, hot shower of washing and shaving to be prepared for later. You step out and dry off, then apply some cherry blossom lotion as it’s your favorite. Drying your hair, you decide to leave it down. You then go to your closet to think about what to wear. Sebastian told you something comfy, so you go for some cotton boy shorts and a light blue sweater. You go to your sock collection and pull out some knee-length socks as well. After pulling them on, you decide that you’re comfy enough. You get back in bed and cuddle up with a book to read until you must meet with Sebastian.

The younger guys come in to cuddle you for a while, claiming boredom. You all laughed and hung out all piled on your bed. You all ended up napping together, thankfully you had set an alarm to get to Sebastian’s room in time. He didn’t like it when you were late. You woke up to your alarm blaring from your phone on the bedside table. You shut the alarm off and rolled out of the pile of bodies that were on top of you. You had fifteen minutes to fix your hair and put on some lip gloss and then headed off to Sebastian’s room.

You made your way down the hallway to his door. It was shut so you took a minute to collect yourself and fluff your hair before you knocked. Finally, after you primped one last time, you rapped on his door with your knuckle a few times and then waited. You heard some shuffling, and then Sebastian yelled, “Come in.”

You opened the door and said, “I’m here, Sir.” Scanning the room, you didn’t see him at first. But as your eyes wandered, you finally spot him sitting in what you had dubbed his ‘viewing chair.’ He was leaned back, and his thighs spread wide, waiting for you to come in. Stepping into the room, and closing the door behind you, you locked eyes with Sebastian, and he had a feral look about him. You already felt the tingles in your stomach as your arousal spiked with just a simple look. Standing there as he looks you up and down as you fiddle with the hem of your shirt from nervousness.

“Strip,” he commands, “leave the socks on.”

You begin to do as he says, pulling your sweater over your head slowly. You drop it at your feet, and then go for your shorts and pull them down so that they pool at your ankles. You step out of them, and then going ever so slowly to pull down your panties as well, putting on just a bit of a tease for him before letting them fall to the floor. Stepping out of them as well you make a move to go over to Sebastian, but he holds up his hand. You stop, and he says, “On the bed. On your back.”

Moving to the bed you realize he had this planned. There is a bottle of lube and a toy laying there waiting for you. It makes you squeeze your thighs and wetness is already pooling in your core as you also realize he wants to watch you. “Sir,” you say quietly, “Really?” as you climb onto the bed and settle right in the middle.

“Yes, my sweet. I want to watch you.” He replies in his deep, bedroom voice.

It makes you shiver to hear that he wants to watch you. He knew that this was one of your biggest fantasies and that he is willing to do it with you makes you even more excited. You bend your knees, placing your feet on the bed, running your hands up and down your body, they reach your knees and that is when you open your legs and let him see your pussy, already wet and pulsing. Just waiting for any kind of stimulation. You hear him groan at the sight of you as you then trail your hands slowly down your inner thighs and when you reach your core, you use your middle finger to run it from the bottom of your lips, in between your folds gathering some of your natural lubricant and up to your already sensitive clit. You gasp as you put light pressure against it and rub it in small circles. You moan as you apply more pressure and your back arches off the bed. You can feel your legs shake just a bit, but you need more. You look up at Sebastian and he is now sitting in his chair with his cock out and lazily stroking himself as he watches you.

“Sir,” you whisper.

“Yes, my sweet?” he asks.

“Please, Sir, I need more.” You moan as you continue to rub your clit. “Please.” You start begging.

He knows what you want and says, “Use the toy, baby. On the lowest setting, slowly fuck yourself with it.”

You blindly grab for the toy with your free hand. You run it up and down your pussy lips, coating it in your juices. You’re so wet that you don’t even need lube. Sebastian is groaning again as you look up and lock eyes with him again. As you stare into each other’s eyes you slowly start to insert the toy, its vibrations making you clench around it already and Sebastian takes a firmer grip on his cock as he continues to stroke himself. You moan as you fully insert the toy and your head falls back onto the pillow.

"That’s it, baby,” he rasps, “Fuck yourself nice and slow. Turn it up another level.” You do as he says and moan loudly as you pull the toy back out slowly and then push it back in. It’s becoming harder for you to keep quiet; you’re so turned on by him watching as you play with yourself. “Come on, my sweet, let me hear you.” He says, his voice ragged with arousal.

You continue to use the toy slowly until your legs are shaking and you stutter out, “S-Sir. I-I’m so close.”

“I can see that, baby.” He teases.

“Please, please, Sir,” you start to whine and beg, “please let me cum.”

You hear his breath hitch at the statement, “Not yet, can you go a little longer? I want to cum with you.”

You continue to fuck yourself with the toy, since he told you not to stop yet and you are holding off your orgasm already, your knees coming together as your legs tremble. “Mmm.” You moan.

“Take it down a level, baby. And open those legs back up,” He tells you.

You click the toy down a notch and while it’s still vibrating, it’s easier to edge yourself a little longer. You open your legs again and let them fall to the bed, completely open for his viewing pleasure. You moan again as it still tingles, and your muscles are taught with the pent-up feeling. “I’m still so close, Sir. Please, I need to cum.” You beg as you feel tears welling up into your eyes at being so close, but also so far. You keep moving the toy in and out of your pussy, keeping your pace slow as he told you. You faintly hear movement when you look up you see that Sebastian is moving toward you. He removes his pants as he comes closer. “Sir,” you whisper as he makes himself comfortable on his knees next to you on the bed. He is still stroking his cock and you blush at knowing he wants to cum on you.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m right here.” He comforts you softly, taking his free hand and running it through your hair, then he says, “Faster baby, make yourself cum.” You moan at his words and start to frantically pump the toy in and out of your pussy as hard as you can. You watch him start to pump his erection even faster over you.

You scream and close your eyes as you pull the toy completely out of you and squirt hard all over the bed and as he watches you cum and twitch with aftershocks. You hear him grunt as he strokes himself even faster, and then you feel warm spurts of cum all over your chest and chin. He continues to stroke himself through his orgasm as he moans your name, and you smile. He looks down at you as he comes down from his high, and groans again as you lick the cum off your chin and bottom lip and let out a soft moan at the taste of his release.

“Don’t tempt me, girl. I’ll make you go again.” He growls.

You giggle at his words and pull him down to give him a long and deep kiss. As you pull away to catch your breath you whisper, “Thank you, Sir.”

He smiles and brushes some hair away from your face, “Anytime, my sweet.” He runs off to his attached bathroom and gets a damp towel. Once he's back he cleans you up and then cuddles with you. You both talk about your day and chit-chat until there is a banging on the door. "Dammit! What?" Sebastian yells.

Jared opens the door and blushes at the sight of you both pretty much naked, "Oh, shit. Sorry." he stumbles over his words a bit.

"What do you want, Jared?" Sebastian asks semi annoyed at the interruption.

"Oh, um. We just wanted to know when you were gonna make dinner," he says shyly.

"Gah!" Sebastian yells as he throws a pillow at Jared's face. He narrowly misses hitting him as Jared springs out the door. You both laugh at the whole interaction and get up to go make dinner. All the while Sebastian is grumbling about 'obnoxious kids.'

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Brittany Jones

Stay at home mom that enjoys writing and sharing the inner fantasies of her mind. If you enjoy my stories, please feel free to share them with others. Tips are always appreciated but never required.

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