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Country Songbird

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Who says country music is boring?!


After submitting my last story, 'Love Affair With Pam Anderson,' I knew that I would have to write a follow up story for this awesome site. And so, here it is.
Now, the beautiful, busty Pam Anderson is not the only celebrity that makes me spill some cum. Not by far! I'm a big fan of Jennifer Love Hewitt, Kelly Ripa, Charlize Theron, Leah Remini, The Hilton Sisters, and Carmen Electra, just to name a few. And I have jacked off to every one of them.
As far as singers go, my list includes the busty Britney Spears, the dim-witted Jessica Simpson, the sluttish Christina Aguilera, the Canadian Songbird, Shania Twain and others. My cock has enjoyed them all. But one of my favorites is country music songbird Deana Carter.
Now, when she first appeared on the country scene a few years back, I never thought anything of her. I thought she was cute with her long blonde hair, blue eyes, and sultry voice. I also thought of her as earthy and organic, since she hardly wore shoes. She had a few songs on radio and a few music videos, and then she disappeared.
A few months ago, I was watching Country Music Television (CMT) when this video came on. It began with a tight shot of a pair of feet. Then it showed a curvy woman pulling on underwear and then wiggling into a tiny undershirt. Imagine my shock when I realized it was Deana Carter!
Deana remains in her underwear for the entire video. Before I know what I'm doing, I have my rock hard cock in my hand and I am going at myself furiously, my eyes glued to Deana the whole time. She looks so hot in the video that I cum after a minute or so of playtime.
As I clean up, I think to myself that this was a one-time thing. Deana would never look that sexy again.
A few weeks later, I see a picture of Deana in a magazine. She's wearing a shirt that reads, 'Not Everything is flat in Kansas!' The beautiful round globes pushing against the fabric prove the slogan right! I came all over the picture. I couldn't believe I was cumming to Deana Carter! Since when had she become so fucking sexy?!
After seeing another picture of Deana wearing a pink camisole with spaghetti straps I accepted the fact that Deana had somehow become definite jack off material.
I had my first fantasy involving Deana just before I wrote this. I fantasized that I had won a backstage pass to one of her concerts here in my hometown. After the show, I am taken backstage to her dressing room for my meet and greet. She looks stunning. She is wearing a Catholic schoolgirl miniskirt and the pink camisole with spaghetti straps. My blood flows south and my boner strains against my jeans. I grow embarrassed and try to hide it.
Deana notices this and smiles her captivating smile. 'Oh, honey, don't worry about it,' she says. 'As of late, I've seen more tents in guy's jeans than ever! I find it flattering.'
I blush brightly and try to rearrange my jeans. Deana smiles again and moves closer to me. 'How 'bout you let me see him?' she whispers, fondling my bulge with black painted finger nailed hands.
Before I can react, Deana has unbuttoned my jeans and reaches inside my boxers to fondle me more intimately. I shiver, and she smiles lavishly.
I'm really fired up by now. Deana removes her hand and I yank my jeans and boxers down to my ankles. My cock springs free at last and bobbles in anticipation.
Deana's smile grows even wider and more lavish. 'Looks like you need some relief,' she says. 'I can't let you fuck me, and my blowjobs are terrible, so...' And with that, she slips the pink camisole up over her head and tosses it aside.
Her breasts are everything I had hoped for: round, firm 34C's with rock hard nipples standing at full attention. My cock grows another half inch.
'...how about riding these?' Deana finishes her statement. She then kneels down in front of me, holding a tit in each hand and licks her full lips seductively.
I waste no time and slowly slip my cock between her tits, savoring the feel of her silky skin on me. I close my eyes and let out a sigh. Then it begins. She squeezes her tits together, trapping my cock between them. I gasp in horny anticipation.
Deana then slowly rubs her tits up and down on my cock. I began to breathe heavily. This slow torture goes on for about five minutes. I am moaning for Deana to go faster.
Finally, she starts to speed up. She rubs her tits on my cock at a frantic pace. I start to gasp and groan. Deana begins to breathe heavily and grunt from the effort. She starts to sweat, and her sweat only adds to lubrication to her heaving bosom and to the awesome tit fuck I am enjoying.
After fifteen minutes, Deana purrs, 'Cum for me, honey. Cum all over me. Bathe me in your sticky cream.' I can hold back no more. I cry out and erupt like a volcano. My cum explodes from my cock and completely coats Deana's sweet tits and her sexy neck. It seems as if I had ejaculated a gallon of cum on her.
'Oh, that's it baby,' Deana purrs breathlessly. 'Look at that big load, completely coating my tits...oh, I'm so sticky...'
Much better than an autograph.
And that's my fantasy involving the sexiest female country singer out there, Deana Carter. What do y'all think?
Whew, writing this has gotten me all fired up again. Time to find out if Deana is up for another go round. I bet her blowjobs aren't all that bad...
Happy jacking!



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