6 comments/ 32232 views/ 0 favorites Miley & Me By: Maestro95 I was a typical boy at college. I liked to be cool. There were nice girls in our class. But I liked a girl who was cute and mature. Her name was Miley. I had a crush on her since I first saw her. She was a good girl and definitely a virgin. We didn’t talk that much. But I wanted to love her. I lived just across the road from her house. Our college term started and I became very busy with my studies. Miley was a genius girl. I needed help but no one helped me. Fortunately I was a lab partner with Miley. She helped me with my studies. I was very glad of it. Miley had two other friends- Danny & Amanda. They were cool too. I was good at music. Fortunately Miley liked music, too. I shared a couple of songs with Miley. She liked my songs and helped with it. I was going steady with her. But there was the cool boy of our college, Mike. He was darn handsome and tall. All of the girls in my class loved him. I was very jealous of him. 12th January was a holiday. I chatted with Miley on the Internet. Freak (Me)> Wassup????? Miley_Angel> Nothin :-( Freak> U sad??? Miley_Angel> no its just I’m bored. Freak> let me cheer u up then!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Miley Angel> ok lol I started sending jokes to Miley. After that we returned to the conversation. Freak> Miley, do u hav a webcam??? Miley_Angel> yeah u hav one too??? Freak> I hav one… can u start it???? Miley_Angel> yeah but u hav to start ur’s. Freak> OK!!!!!!!!!!! We started our webcams. Freak> Miley? Miley_Angel> what?????????????????????? Freak> huh??? Miley_Angel> what’s wrong?? Freak> its just………………………its just…………………….u still bored? Miley_Angel> not much…………. Freak> check this………. I sent her love quotes. She looked confused but with each quote she blushed and smiled. Miley_Angel> thanks Freak> its my pleasure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hey miley can u send me some pics of u plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz?????? Miley_Angel> oh …………well…………ok…I’ll send u some pics later. Ok? Freak>ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Miley_Angel> bye!!!! In the evening she sent me pictures and she looked beautiful in all of them. I looked the pictures and felt something inside me. I thought about how she felt about me. Did she like me? Don’t know………. Now I really liked Miley deeply. But was it the same with Miley? Did she know I had a crush on her?????? I wanted Miley to go with me on a date. What can I do???????? In the next few weeks I got really busy with my studies. But Miley was on my side. I was much friendly with Miley now. We walked home with Danny and Amanda ever day of school. But I felt that she is really starting to like me. January the 25th was Mike’s birthday. Like every year he threw his own party. Everyone was invited. Well the party came & I got started. I, Danny and Amanda gathered outside Miley’s house to pick her up. We went to the party together. Amanda and Danny were walking in front of us. Miley and I were behind them. I was going put my hand in my pocket but I accidentally touched Miley’s hand. I was going red of embarrassment. But when Miley touched my hand I felt much less embarrassed. And I took the risk. I slowly touched her hand, again. She responded by touching my hand. Then I gently grabbed her hand. She grabbed my hand too. It felt so good. I wanted it to last forever. But this didn’t last forever because we reached the party. Mike took Miley’s hand but he didn’t see me. Mike took her up to the stage. I entered and saw him. After talking for sometime Mike announced that this is the greatest party of the college and told everyone will enjoy this party. So the party was quite cool. But I didn’t like Miley talking to Mike or dancing with him. After the party was finished Mike kissed Miley’s hand and then the 4 of us left the building. I asked Miley if she has enjoyed the party. She said that the party wasn’t so bad. Reaching Miley’s house I said goodnight to her and returned to my house. Next day at college I was chilling with my friends. When I was with Miley, Mike was bursting with anger. But I didn’t say anything. I continued to accompany Miley in college the next few weeks. Mike wasn’t happy with this but I didn’t care. Mike and his friends wanted to celebrate a party because the local Basketball team won a match against a strong team (Mike’s brother was in the local team). The party was on the 10th February. Miley, Amanda, Danny and I started for the party. The party was held in the Auditorium of our college. When we reached the building Mike saw Miley and took her hand. I was going to enter but Mike stopped me. “Stop here. Do you have an invitation?” he asked. I really didn’t have an invitation. Everyone in our class got their invitation. “I left it in my house, sorry.” I lied. “Then you can’t get in.,” he said. I wanted to get in but he didn’t let me. Miley couldn’t say anything. And then his friends of the team pulled me out of the building. I wanted to get in but his friends didn’t let me. When it was impossible for me to get in I started to walk to home. I thought I was a jerk but he didn’t give anyone invitation cards in his birthday party. I really didn’t know that he gave everyone invitation cards. When I was walking by the park, I felt someone’s hand on top of my shoulder suddenly. It was a girl’s hand. I looked back and a very pretty girl but I realized that it was MILEY!!!! “Miley? What the hell are you doing here???” I asked. “Mike is a total jerk!!” cried Miley, tears coming down her cheeks. “But you like him don’t you?”. “WHY THE HELL SHOULD I LIKE A JERK?” “Listen Miley come down,” I said and removed the tears from her cheeks. “Miley, Mike is not a jerk, he is a good guy and you can’t find a guy like him in your life anymore, He is a…” “HE IS A JERK!!” “LISTEN!!! STOP CRYING!!!” I yelled and finally she stopped. “If he is a jerk then why are you here?” “He is a jerk because he was jealous of you. And if you hadn’t accompanied me at college I would be only girl without a boyfriend. He doesn’t understand that. He only thinks about himself!” Her eyes were twinkling with tears. “I know that but that wasn’t the answer.” “I came to you because I broke up with him,” “What? Are you nuts? Look stop crying please!” I said, shocked. “I am a jerk now! I wasted my time with that shit!!!” she was on fire with anger. “MILEY PLEASE STOP NOW” I yelled. Miley stopped and looked at me. I looked at her eyes and removed the tears from her face. She wanted to say something but I stopped her. “Miley look we can talk about this tomorrow, ok? I should get you home. It’s getting late” I said gently. But when I was going to take her hand she did something she had never done. She hugged me intimately. I was going red but Miley backed off. All the way to Miley’s house we held our hands together. When we reached her home, she said goodnight and kissed my cheek. I was going red because no girl had ever kissed me on the cheek. I said goodnight and she smiled. I returned to my house. The next day I was free. My school was closed. I really wanted to talk with Miley. So I went to Miley’s house. I remembered to take my songbook because we hadn’t done music so lately. Miley welcomed me and I entered. I sat on the sofa and Miley sat beside me. “So how are you feeling today?” I asked. “Much better, thanks. About that thing happened last night…” “Don’t worry, did you cry last night?” “No I didn’t.” “So what happened? Why did you come back? Why do you think he is a jerk? Oh please don’t cry!” “No I am not going to cry now, I think I got over It.” she smiled. “I told you why he is a jerk! I was talking with him right after you disappeared. I asked what was wrong with you. He just said you were a freak. He was jealous of you. So I broke up with him.” “Think you’re ok?” I asked. “Yeah why not?” she replied. “Miley,” “Yes?” “Never mind.” “What?” “Nothing.” “Don’t be embarrassed. Just say it I’ll understand.” “It’s just…it’s just… I wanted…” “Yeah,” “I wanted…I wanted you…I wanted you to be my VALENTINE!” I said and thought that I would surely be rejected. “Oh…oh…OK.” I thought I was dreaming. “Miley you will?” I asked, confused. “Yeah why not?” she said smiling and blushing. “THANKS!!” I stood up and smiled back. Then saying bye I gave my songbook to her for checking it. I waved back returned to my house. I thought I was in heaven. I was Miley’s valentine! The next weeks were tough for me. I did quite well in the exams. After that I was thinking about Valentines Day. I improved my music with Miley. Miley was looking quite anxious about Valentines Day. I wanted to feel special for Miley. At last Valentines Day came. I felt nervous but I was ready because I had a plan. I reached Miley’s house and called her. I was glad that she told her father about being my valentine. She came out and her father said, “Take care of my little girl, OK?” “Yes sir I will” I replied. We walked with our hands together. I liked her deeply. I said to her that we should go to the gift shop first. So we reached there and walked in. “Miley stay here for a minute ok?” I asked. She nodded. I went to the corner to buy some red roses and a box of chocolates. I also bought a valentines day card and a little teddy. She didn’t see me buying these. I walked outside with Miley and asked her to close her eyes. She closed her eyes and I said, “Happy Valentines Day!” she opened her eyes and looked at her presents. She looked quite happy. She smiled and said, “THANK YOU!” She liked her gifts. Then we went to the Pizza Hut. I ordered the special pizza. Miley was smiling at me and I smiled back. “Where do you want to go from here Miley?” “Lets see… Its 5:00 pm… You can take me to the park.” “Ok.” After eating the pizza we went to the park. We walked with our hands together. It was a beautiful day. And we went behind a tree to see the sunset. “Do you like the sunset Miley?” “Yeah its nice.” “Miley, Its been really great with you,”. “Thanks.” “Miley?” “Yes?”. “Miley…Miley… I really…I don’t know how to say this but… I really… I REALLY LOVE YOU!” I said with a fear of rejection. “OH! Um….” said Miley with a confusing voice. “I…I…. I LOVE YOU TOO!” Then Miley hugged me intimately. She backed her head but she kept holding me. I was holding her in my hands. I was so close that there was only 2 inches from my nose to hers. We looked at each other’s eyes. Miley closed towards me and I did the same. I closed my eyes and closed towards her more. We were so close that I felt her breathing. Then we kissed. My lips touched hers gently. I gently kissed her. I think she liked my way of kissing. After sometime I felt her tongue in my lower lip. I opened my mouth and welcomed her tongue. Her tongue explored my mouth and touched my tongue. Then I entered my tongue into her warm mouth. I felt a climax run through my body. I wanted to break off but she didn’t let me. Finally we broke off. I opened my eyes and saw Miley smiling. I wasn’t red. The sun had set and we were walking out of the park. We held each other’s hands and Miley put her head on my shoulder. We went to a nearby diner to get dinner. She enjoyed her dinner very much. Then we walked out and started to return to our houses. We reached her house and she kissed me again. Fortunately her father wasn’t there. I said goodnight and I returned to my house. My relation with Miley was great. I thought to myself that no one could make Miley so happy like the way I did. SHE LOVED ME NOW!!! In the next few weeks my relationship with Miley was getting better and better. One day Miley’s father went out of the town for his office work or something like that. Miley said that she would sleep at Amanda’s house. I took a chance and got a date with Miley. First I took her to the park. We enjoyed ourselves. After that I said that I would take her to my house to watch some new movies. She agreed and we went to my house. I started a new movie in the DVD player. I sat with Miley at the sofa. We ate popcorn and some cold drinks. In the middle of the movie I put my hand over her shoulder and she put her head on my shoulder. “Miley, your hair is beautiful.” “Thanks” “And you are beautiful, too!” “Oh, THANKS AGAIN!” She looked at my eyes and I looked at hers. We didn’t only kiss, we made out on the sofa. “Your beautiful” I said again. I kissed her again. She was wearing a top and jeans. There was a sexual feeling in my mind. So I took a chance and pulled down the zipper of her top and pulled it of revealing a black bra. She had small but nice tits. She closed her eyes and I kissed her. Then I stripped of my clothes but I kept wearing my underpants. I pulled out her jeans and saw a black panty. My dick was 7 inches long and straight. I kissed Miley on the lips and gently laid kisses in neck and shoulder. I kissed the soft skin of the tits. I then laid kisses on her belly and navel. I kissed her on her abdomen to the material of the panty. I kissed her thighs and legs. I knew her pussy was wet. I gently kissed her lips and she opened her eyes. I pulled the strap of her bra free and pulled her bra out revealing her cute tities. Her nipples were hard because of the excitement. I kissed the soft skin of her right tit. Then I laid kisses lower and lower and found her areola. I laid kisses round her areola and kissed her nipple. I felt a shiver run through her body. I returned to the left nipple and did the same. I gently sucked her nipples. I cupped her boobs and squeezed them gently. Then Miley sat up and pulled my underpants off. My cock was fully erected. I closed my eyes. Miley gently touched the base and my balls. She was playing with my cock. She slowly touched the sides of my tool and the corners of the mushroom top. Her feather touch ran a shiver through my body. I opened my eyes and saw her touching the tip and watching the pre-cum. She gently encompassed my tool and kissed the top and the sides. She was puling the skin up and down my cock. I felt a climax run through my body. Then she put my cock in her warm and moist mouth. Miley was blowing me. She started sucking it and I felt my cock become hot. At last I cummed. She sucked till the last drop of my semen. I got up and kissed Miley on the lips. I sucked nipples and cupped her boobs. Then I pulled her panty out and saw her pussy. She had trimmed the pubic hair. Then I kissed her pussy and pussy lips. I could smell her sex juices. I slowly kissed the inside and I found her love hole. I sucked and licked and nibbled her love hole. She cummed and I sucked her juice. She was burying my head in pussy. At last I backed off. She was lying on the sofa. I knew she was collapsed and I took her in my arms. My big bro lived with me in my house. Fortunately he was out with his girlfriend. I laid Miley on my bed and washed my cock in the bathroom. I got in my room and kissed Miley on her lips. Then I positioned my cock and put it in her warm hole. Her pussy was tight but I got my cock inside. Miley opened her eyes and saw me fucking her in missionary position. Her warm pussy gripped my cock tightly. “Oh fuck.... oh…fuck me…. AHHHH!!!” she said. “MILEY!!! Don’t WORRY AHHHH!!!!” I thrust my cock in her pussy hard and fast. “AHHHHH…I’M GONNA CUM!!!!!!!!!!” she said and she cummed. I felt her juice on my cock. “MILEY!!!! I’M CUMMING!!! AHHHHHHH!!!” I cummed. I felt my seeds in her pussy. I pulled my cock out of her pussy. I collapsed by her side. She gently kissed me and hugged me. We drifted off in a sleep… THE END. Miley and Me Becky jumped in to Alan'sarms with excitement as the morning had arrived that they headed off to Hollywood for 5 days. It was a special surprise that Alan had organized as a birthday gift for Becky's 24 th . He grinned from ear to ear as he looked at how happy Becky was. "I wonder if we will meet any stars while we're there baby?!" Becky said enthusiastically. She jumped back down and ran to the bathroom. "I'm gonna have a quick shower baby. Will you pack that bag over there for me? I have already piled up the clothes I wanna take. They're over there on the bed." "Okay. Don't take too long though! It's already 1am and we need to get on the road while the roads are still fairly quiet." "Alright baby, I won't be long, I've already washed my hair anyway." Becky closed the door and Alan chuckled as he heard her singing to herself happily. Some time later, Alan and Becky were well on the road and rocking out to music in the car. They discussed what sights they were going to see while there and who they might meet while out and about. "Well we definitely have to go and look at the Hollywood Walk of Fame!" Alan said excitedly. "And the studios!" Becky replied with a giggle. "Oh by the way baby, what hotel did you book? You never said." "The Ramada." Alan responded with a grin. "Wow! Aint that one of the more famous ones?" "Yep! Maybe some of the celebs will be staying there! Who knows?" "I have got to go shopping on Rodeo Drive!!" Becky added. "Oh of course you would think of clothes...." Alan said with a sarcastic grin. "Well I am a woman, baby. " Becky exclaimed while poking her tongue out. "Aint that the truth! Haha." Alan lit a cigarette and passed it to Becky. "Aw thanks baby." "You're welcome baby. I really hope you have a good time. I love being able to do things for you. I don't get to do things often for you and when we got lucky with that scratch card I had to make sure I could do something for you. And what better than a nice few days away somewhere!" "Well thank you baby. I know I am going to have fun. We are gonna have a wonderful time." "Yes we are. No distractions, no work, nothing to spoil it! I love you Baby!" "I love you too Baby!" * * * * After about 36 hours, they arrived at the hotel. They checked in and headed up to their room. They threw their bags down and both flopped on to the bed. "Damn I am fucking soo tired!" Becky said landing on the bed and not even searching for the pillows. "Me too.. I just wish I could drive too so I could have taken over for you here and there." Alan cuddled up to Becky while looking around the luxurious room. "Wow.... look at how beautiful this room is baby!" "I know!" Becky said with her eyes closed. "Haha! You haven't even looked!" "It's the Ramada! I think I can imagine.." Becky opened one eye and it finally sunk in at how beautiful the room really was. She suddenly jumped up to her feet. "Holy.. wow! Look at that window! It's fuckin' huge!" "I know! You can almost see the whole of Hollywood. And look! There's the Hollywood sign!" Alan ran over to the window with Becky not too far behind him. "Dang baby! We couldn't have gotten a better room if we had a million dollars! This is amazing!" "I don't think I'm tired anymore.." Alan exclaimed while still still staring out the window. "Same here.. let's order room service! I have always wanted to do that!" "I'll get the phone!" Alan replied while running to the phone. "Order whatever the heck they are willing to bring up!" "Hi, yes.. room service please.. just read the menu to me." "I don't care if we don't drink, I want champagne!" "She'll have champagne.. I will have Pepsi.. and whatever the specials are." * * * * Some time later after filling themselves up on expensive food, they lay on the bed flicking through all of the different channels on the TV. "Woah! Porn? Haha! Don't you have to add that or something?" Becky giggled. "Yes.." "You asked for porn?!" "Well duh!" "Haha! Oh well.. cool! At least it's two chicks!" Becky grinned and watched while she smoked on her cigarette. Alan could see that she was starting to get turned on and eased up a little closer to her. "Ya know.. we have never done it in a hotel room before.." "Haha yes we have!" "They were motel rooms.. like the Executive Inn and all those shitty small town dumps! Not quite the same baby.. we have never done it in a luxury room like this before!" "Well yeah, that's true.." Becky responded with a cheeky grin. She put her cigarette out and got on her side, looking directly at Alan's face. "Well?" "Well what?" "You know I like it when you make the move baby." She said to Alan while raising her eyebrow. Alan moved closer and kissed her on the lips slowly, their tongues gently meeting. The knowledge that they were in an expensive and luxurious hotel room making things that much more exciting. "Oh my God I wonder if they have a jacuzzi or a hot tub!" Becky excitedly yelled. "Probably! Let's go and look." They jumped off of the bed and ran to the bathroom door. They stopped suddenly and were open mouthed as they were greeted by a gigantic bathroom with marble everywhere. A jacuzzi on one side and a hot tub on the other side. "They fuckin' have both!" Becky said in shock. Soon after, they were in the hot tub, naked and relaxed. "So? You gonna finish what you started baby?" Becky said while easing in to Alan's arms. His hands began caressing her shoulders, gradually moving down to her breasts. His fingers greeted by erect nipples. She lay her head back on his chest as his hands caressed her breasts and gently pinched her nipples. Her hand explored his thigh and finally reached his cock. Hard and throbbing, making her pussy even more wet than the water had made her. She began stroking him up and down. Her ear on his chest hearing and feeling his heart starting to beat faster. As she heard and felt his heart becoming rapid, her hand began moving faster up and down his cock. His unashamed moans made her get even harder and faster. Her grip making him jerk his body and grab her body even tighter. "Sit up on the side of the tub." Becky ordered him. As he positioned himself on the side of the tub, she grabbed his dick and placed her lips around the head of it. Her tongue fluttering over the tip like a butterfly. Her sucks and licks getting harder and stronger. Alan leaned back against the wall, his legs stiffening up as Becky's hands squeezed his balls as she took his dick deeper in to her mouth. "Come up here baby." Alan asked. Becky stood up and eased herself on to his dick. She spread her lips with her fingers as she carefully helped him to slide inside of her. Her head fell back as she felt his full length throbbing in her and getting deeper. She let out a moan and leaned forward to feel him kissing her while she thrust up and down on him. His hands caressed her breasts and he leaned forward to suck her nipples as she continued gyrating on his dick. "Oh baby.." Becky moaned excitedly as she felt herself starting to cum. "Not yet.." Alan added. He pulled himself out of her and guided her back in to the bedroom. He gently lay her on the bed and spread her legs. His mouth reached her soaking wet pussy and slid his tongue over her clit while his fingers spread her lips. As his tongue caressed her clit and moved downward to her creamy hole, he could feel her body jerking and shaking as she was ready to cum in his mouth. He backed away and looked up at her with a cheeky grin. "Don't stop now!" She yelled as Alan smiled and eased his dick back inside of her. Her pussy was so wet that he slid inside without any trouble He grabbed his dick and started to jack off inside of her. Her moans and quivering body excited him and he got harder and faster. Both of their hearts beating rapidly as they got closer to the climax. Soon after, Alan came inside of her, his warm cum filling her pussy to the point where she couldn't take anymore. Her pussy becoming sensitive to the touch. He carefully eased himself out and looked as she took a deep breath and then looked at him and smiled. "Mm that was so good." She said while taking his hand and pulling towards her to lay down. Their lips touched and they kissed before falling asleep in each others arms, finally feeling the journey catching up to them. * * * * A couple of days in to their trip, Alan and Becky were touring their way around Hollywood. Visiting landmarks, buying gifts for each other, and whatever else they could do before their trip was over. "Hah! Look!" Alan said, pointing at a store called The Pink Pussycat. "A sex shop! Haha! Come on, we have to!" Becky exclaimed. They headed on inside and giggled like kids at some of the strange but intriguing toys that were on display. Becky was suddenly excited by a strap-on that was being sold. It was decorated with tiny diamond studs and was purple in color. "Oh wow! Look! A fuckin' diamond covered strap-on!" "Dang! They go all out here don't they. Go ahead and get it if you want it. You won't find one of those in LaFayette baby, that's for sure! Haha!" Alan encouraged. Becky couldn't resist the thought of buying not only a diamond covered strap-on, but one that was no less than $500 so decided to get it while she could afford it. * * * * Some time later, Alan and Becky were viewing the stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Many celebrities over the years had had their names added to the Walk of Fame. A sight that many tourists flocked to see. "There's Paul Anka!.... And The Simpsons!" Becky pointed out excitedly. "Drew Barrymore.... Michael Jackson!" They continued walking not believing that they were on the Walk of Fame. "Miley Cyrus!" Becky added. "Where? I think I missed that one." "No, no! Over there! Across the street, look!" Becky jumped up and down and pointed to Miley Cyrus walking down the street. "Oh wow it is Miley Cyrus!" They ran across the street to try and catch up to her. "Miley!" Becky yelled. She turned around and noticed them and stopped. "Hey! We are big fans of yours." Alan hinted, not so subtly. "I think she knows that already, baby.." Becky replied while poking him. "Haha, well hey. How you guys doing? And is that a Southern accent I hear?" Miley said while smiling. "Yes, yes it is! We are on a trip from Georgia. We just noticed you so, erm.. had to come and say hey." "Well cool! I hope y'all are enjoying it here. But January isn't the best month though! Haha." "Oh we are having a great time! But yeah, my hubby here brought me here for my birthday and sadly we're having to head back the day after tomorrow. So that's gonna suck." "Aw that does suck. But happy birthday! I hope you continue to enjoy yourselves and have a safe trip back home!" "We will! Thanks! Can we get an autograph if that's ok?" Becky asked innocently. "Sure! What's the name?" "Alan and Becky." "Cool! Well there ya go guys." "Thanks, Miley! Take care." Becky said while turning around and looking at the autograph with excitement. Alan had been writing something on a piece of paper and quickly handed it to Miley before she walked off. She looked at it curiously and started to walk away. "Look baby! We actually got an autograph! And from Miley Cyrus too!" Becky said with a huge smile while hugging Alan. "I know! It is so awesome! That was really lucky too!" "Hell yeah! But what was it you handed her?" Becky asked curiously. "Handed her?.. Oh! She dropped something out of her purse." "Oh ok. So, where we gonna go now? It's still early and we should get as much in as possible before it's too late." Becky said while lighting up a cigarette. "Hm. Well, it's almost 1. Shall we go eat somewhere?" "Sounds good!" "Chinese?" "Chinese? We are in Hollywood baby! And we have money! Let's get a slap-up meal dammit!" "There are such things are expensive and posh Chinese restaurants y'know!" "Haha. We will see what we can find." Becky said with a wink as they walked off hand in hand. * * * * The next morning was Saturday. Becky's birthday. She awoke and wondered where Alan was. He wasn't in the bed and wasn't anywhere in the bedroom. She got up and looked around. "Maybe he's in the bathroom" she said to herself. "Baby? You in there?" She said while tapping on the door. As she tapped she heard the main room door opening. "Nope I'm not in there" he said with a smile and his hand behind his back. He walked towards her and kissed her four times on the lips and handed her a bunch of roses. "Happy birthday darling. I love you so much." "Aw baby, thank you so much!" "That's not all." He said while taking out a little box from his coat pocket and handing it to Becky. She opened it up to find a diamond ring. "Oh my God baby! This had to have cost a fortune!" "Like you said yesterday baby.. we have some money at the moment! And you are worth every penny of it darling. Happy birthday." "That isn't all of your gifts yet either Becky." A voice said. "Who the fuck was that?" Becky said while jumping. Suddenly, a head popped around the door. "Woah! Miley Cyrus?! What the.. how the?" "Alan handed me a note yesterday.. after we met." Miley handed Becky the note which read: "Saturday will be Becky's 24th birthday.. I know you are extremely busy, but it would mean the world to her and me if you could come to our hotel room and sing a song or two for her.. We will be at room 572 at the Ramada. " "Wow! I.. I really don't know what to say to either of you! But.. are you sure you're not too busy to be here?" Becky said with a tear in here eye and unable to process all of the surprises that were suddenly in front of her. "No not at all, it's ok. I have some time off, and well, if someone likes me enough to want to be given a good time on their birthday, then hell yeah! I know what it's like to want a nice birthday, so it is my pleasure Becky." Miley kissed Becky on the cheek and sat down with her guitar. She began singing The Climb while Becky lay her head on Alan's shoulder and held his hand, not being able to believe that Miley Cyrus.. THE Miley Cyrus, was there in front of her.. and not just there, but there singing to her.. Not an audience of 50,000 people, but her. How could this be possible? Would anyone ever believe her? Probably not, but she didn't care. She knew it was real and that is all that mattered to her. "Ok Becky, it's time for you to get up here and dance with me to the next song!" Miley said while putting a CD in the stereo. The backing track for Party In the U.S.A. came on and Becky blushed. "Dance? Right now?" "Well yeah. Come on!" Miley said with a smile while pulling her up by her hand. "Go on baby! Have some fun it's your birthday." Alan said, while helping Miley get her up on to the floor. "Ok, ok! Haha." She started dancing with Miley, following her moves. She was still a little shy but started to lose herself once it got to the chorus. Her inhibitions start to fade away. She wasn't able to stop looking at Miley though. Mainly in disbelief at that moment. She couldn't believe she was in a hotel room. In Hollywood. Not just dancing, but dancing with Miley. Suddenly, as she got more in to it she was moving her hips like yea' closer and closer to Miley. She suddenly found herself gyrating up behind her and against her ass. Miley moved away but didn't say anything and kept dancing. Becky wanted to say sorry but was too shy to even mention it. Was Miley offended? Did she hate her now? She tried forgetting about it and just kept dancing until the song finished. "You were great Becky! Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Miley said with excitement. "That was a lot of fun Miley!" Becky said while trying to forget what she had done. "Sit down Miley, I'll get you girls a drink." Alan said. "Sure! Just a soda for me. Mtn Dew or something will do." "Same for me baby." Becky looked at Miley and tried to think of something to say. "Erm.. I don't know how to thank you Miley. For doing this for me. It was really special." "Hey it's cool! It is a pleasure Becky." Miley replied, putting her hand on Becky's leg. Becky noticed this and wondered if it was just friendly or not. She reacted by putting her hand on Miley's leg. "Oh my God, what am I doing?" Becky said to herself. But what surprised her the most is that Miley wasn't moving her hand and wasn't moving Becky's away. "You're really cute.." Becky said to Miley. "Um. Thanks. So are you!" Becky smiled shyly and really wanted to lean and kiss her. But would it ruin everything? Would she pull away? Would she slap her? Would she yell and scream? Or.. would she kiss her back? Alan got to the door and noticed the tense situation. Becky looked over and noticed him mouthing "Do it". So, she thought about it for a few seconds and decided that she had nothing to lose by trying. So she bit the bullet and leaned in to kiss her. Suddenly everything was moving in slow motion. Her lips got closer to Miley's when finally, their lips were touching. And to Becky's surprise, Miley's lips opened and she was gently kissing her back. Becky was in shock and suddenly pulled herself away. "You ok, Bec?" Miley asked. "Erm. Yes. Just. I'm sorry!" "Sorry for what? I kissed you back, silly!" Miley put her hand on Becky's and assured her that it was alright. She moved in closer and held Becky's face and started to kiss her. Becky finally relaxed as she started realizing that Miley wanted this too. And by the way it felt, she wanted it just as much. Alan walked in and quietly sat the drinks down. Becky saw him and noticed him silently pointing out that he would be in the other room so they could have some privacy. "You can help me take my top off if you want to Becky." Miley said with a friendly smile. "Ok.." Becky responded, still in slight disbelief, but she wasn't about to refuse the offer. Her hands assisted Miley in pulling off her T-Shirt. They both smiled and Becky's hands moved toward Miley's breasts. She caressed them over her bra, and feeling invited by her erect nipples. "Take it off of me.." Miley seductively invited. Becky reached behind her and undid her bra, watching it falling from her shoulders and teasingly revealing her round breasts. She carefully leaned forward to lick them, looking up at Miley, hoping that it was still ok. "Do it.. please." Miley begged. And hearing the want in her voice was driving Becky crazy. Her lips reached her nipples and began to suck. Gently biting every now and then. She could feel Miley's heart beating rapidly and hear her moan in between heavy breaths. Her hands caressed her sides as she continued tasting her nipples in between her lips. Miley started leaning back and resting her back on the bed, allowing Becky to take her all, right there and then. Becky allowed her mouth to explore her chest and her stomach while her hands stroked her up and down, feeling her skin so soft to the touch. Her lips reached the bottom of her stomach.. her fingers trailed across the top of her jeans. Teasing her and making her body quiver. Becky then ran her tongue along the bottom of her stomach and became excited as she watched Miley's body gradually lose control. She got up on her knees and took her shirt off and then began opening the button on Miley's jeans and slowly unzipping them to reveal a pair of white panties. As she pulled the jeans down she could notice that her panties were wet. She pulled them to one side, revealing her smooth, shaven, tight pussy. Her fingers teased around it for a little, watching her legs spread open, wanting Becky to get right in to it. As she worked her way to it, she could feel her own pussy becoming intensely wet and aching as she felt herself wanting Miley more and more. Miley and Me She couldn't keep it in anymore and leaned down to start licking her. Her tongue trailed up and down each lip, gradually parting them and tasting her juices on her tongue. She ran her tongue over her clit and could feel it throbbing. Her lips began sucking on it, while her fingers slid inside of her, feeling her juices building up and covering them. She was excited by how tight she was which intensified her excitement. As she sucked and licked and tasted her, Miley's legs spread as far as they could, allowing Becky to slide her tongue inside of her. She slid her tongue in as far as she could, lifting Miley off of the bed a little and letting her tongue lick over her ass, while her juices dribbled down. Miley moaned as Becky's tongue explored every bit of her pussy. Her body gyrated all over the bed, enjoying every lick and every suck. "Let me taste you now Becky." Miley said with an excited grin. Becky lay down and spread her legs. Miley started by kissing her on the mouth, tasting her own juices. She moved down, kissing her neck, while her hands explored her smooth body. She could feel Becky quivering the more she kissed, and the more she caressed. Her sexy whispered moans making Miley's pussy tense and ache the more she pleasured her. Her lips met her erect nipples and her tongue flicked over them making her jump and tense up. As her tongue reached her stomach, her hands couldn't resist pulling Becky's pants down without hesitation. Her fingers quickly found her soaked, tight pussy and started sliding them in and out rapidly, forcing Becky to jerk herself as fast as she could, helping Miley to get her off. She continued fingering her while allowing her tongue to meet her clit and start flicking it as fast as she could while stopping to suck it and taste her sweet juices. Miley became even more aroused as Becky's hands grabbed her hair to pull her closer to her pussy. Her tongue couldn't help but slide in to her hole and taste every drop of her excitement. Her cream began to build up on her tongue and lips. She reached up to caress her breasts as her tongue continued getting Becky off. "I just remembered something!" Becky suddenly yelled. She jumped off of the bed and ran to the cabinet across the room. Miley was confused but awaited to find out what Becky was talking about. "This!" Becky held up the strap-on that she had bought the previous day with a big smile on her face. "Oh hell yea'!" Miley yelled, clapping her hands together. "Oh wow you've gotta get that in me now, Becky!" "Oh I fuckin' plan on it!" Becky said while putting it on. Miley rubbed her own pussy a little while watching Becky walking towards her wearing the strap-on. "Oh don't you get too in to playing with yourself Miley.. turn on around." Becky said with a wink as Miley bent over and positioned herself. Becky got up behind her and rubbed her pussy a little to make sure she was wet enough.. and she was! She slowly slid inside of her, and was able to feel just how tight she was. This of course got her even more excited and she quickly started going faster and deeper. Miley's moans getting louder and more frequent with every thrust. Becky's hands grabbed on to Miley's hips as she thrust the strap-on even deeper.. getting fast and more intense. She looked down, watching Miley's ass going back and forth, forcing herself on to the strap-on harder and faster. Becky placed her hand under Miley's stomach, easing down to play with her clit as she fucked her. Her clit was throbbing and soaking wet. Becky could feel herself getting ready to cum and she knew Miley was close too. As Miley's moans got louder and higher pitched, Becky could almost feel the exact moment that she came. She slid out of her pussy and leaned toward her and couldn't resist tasting her cum and how much she had excited her. She ran her tongue up her slit, sucking on her overly sensitive clit. Miley's hands grabbed her head, almost to move her away due to the fact that she was so sensitive, but she couldn't resist letting her continue to taste her, almost able to cum all over again.. Becky kept licking and sucking, awaiting to see if she would cum again. Miley was feeling it again for a third time and reached her hand down to rub her clit while Becky licked her hole and teased her ass. "I'm gonna cum again Becky, please don't stop." Miley yelled as she approached another orgasm. Becky's tongue continued to lick her hole, while her fingers teased her ass. She could feel Miley's orgasm approaching and was enjoying the quivering from her body. "I cum.." Miley said in a breathless but excited voice. "Oh dang that was good." Becky added. Alan walked out of the other room and grinned as he looked over at Becky and Miley holding each other on the bed. "Oh! Hey!" Miley said to Alan. "Not disturbing anything am I?" He said subtly. "Not anymore, no.." Becky replied with a chuckle. Becky and Miley looked at each other and kissed while Alan winked and headed back to the other room. "You enjoyed it too didn't you baby.." Becky called out to Alan with another chuckle. "Oh yes!" Alan responded from the distance. To Be Continued... Miley and the Alpha This is my first time posting. I'm open to ideas about what you want to happen in the story and criticism. Hope you like it. * Moving always sucks. You have to organize, pack, load up the vehicle, make many round trips, unload the vehicle, unpack and last but not least, organize all your shit again. Like I was said before, moving always sucks. What was worst is that I and my father wouldn't even be moving if it wasn't for me. A year ago I was attacked by an actual werewolf. I was at cheer camp and was taking a late night stroll in the woods when all of a sudden I woke up in the hospital, broken with many lacerations and bruises. I didn't remember anything about the attack. The authorities thought it was a big wolf or bear. They really had no idea what happened that night. What they did know was that I was the fifth and only person to be attacked and survive in the past month. I would still be clueless as to what attacked me, if I had not of shifted the month after the attack. I was in the basement of my dad's house, which was re-enforced with cement and metal, when I started to shift. My dad was out working at the family restaurant when it happened. Amazingly after the shift, I felt like myself. With the exception that I was hairy, had paws and a tail. That's when I looked in the mirror and saw that I was a wolf; white, petite, and had blue-gray colored eyes just as I did in human form. It was the freakiest moment of my life. I was a werewolf, and I was calm, not hysterical or angry, but calm and...hungry. I thought of pizza but an image of meat, bloody and raw, appeared in my head. I looked around and saw the refrigerator that my dad had in the basement for storage of more food. I pawed it open and found the desired meat: Six 15 oz. steaks, raw and bloody. I ate and fell asleep soon after. That was how it went for the next six months, but I started to get restless. Well, not me, and this may sound crazy, but it seemed like this thing inside of me was the one that was restless and it put me on edge. I became short with people and rude and aggressive, which the last part was a little difficult for people to take serious when your only about 5'3", but that ended when I beat the hell out of them. I was house bound for that first month to heal and surprisingly that was all it took. My dad found out about the new me the third month that I had changed. He came home early from the restaurant and found me, as the wolf, asleep on the floor of the basement. He fell in his haste to get away and I rushed up to him and nudged his hand with my head and gave a little whine. He crawled backwards trying to get away but I just kept following him; crawling on my stomach and whinnying. I rolled over and put my head on his lap and licked his hand. His eyes softened and he softly said my name, "Miley." It wasn't a question but a statement. I gave a whine and he sighed and continued to pet my head. The next morning we had a discussion about what I had become, he professed he would always love me and support me; he also deemed me to be of sound mind and not dangerous to others. Like I was said before, my wolf became restless; like it was caged by me being in the city and not being able to let it out and run. My father saw what was happening and made the decision to move us some place that was woodsy and I could let my wolf run free; which brings us to the present. My father, Nico Lombardi, moved us to a small town named Wolment (population 3,500) which was an hour and a half drive to the nearest city and ten hours away from their previous residence. My dad said that we have a few relatives from my mom's side of the family that still lived there; I've never meet them, though my dad has. He said they were some nice people. Dad was smart and hired a moving company to move everything to Wolment in one go, though it cost him a pretty penny. He turned over the running of his restaurant to his younger brother, my favorite uncle, Marco, and made the agreement that he would go and check on the restaurant twice a month and do the necessary duties of owning a restaurant that only the owner can perform. Even though he moved away and cannot do the everyday managing of the restaurant himself, our income from the restaurant wouldn't change. My dad was a doctor when my mom was killed five years ago. After my mother's death he resigned and opened a restaurant, which became successful. Having moved to Wolment, my dad decided to go back to medicine, which he was greatly needed as a part time doctor at the town's medical center. All looked liked it would be a simple living from here on end, but we will soon find out that simple will never be in a combination when involving a werewolf. Especially when one has moved into Pack territory without asking permission, and not even realize it. I woke up feeling refreshed and rested for the first time in months. The night before I had finally let my wolf run to its heart's content. I felt like myself again and that made this morning perfect, because it was my first day at my new school. I got up and started looking for an outfit. Though I didn't too much care for fashion, somehow everything I wore looked like it could have come from a magazine or something. This morning I decided on super low riding, dark washed skinny jeans, my yellow and gray plaid cotton shirt, gold and jewel encrusted flats, and my everyday charm necklace and a pair of diamond stud earrings. I brushed my teeth and left my long light golden brown and slightly wavy hair down (which when lose, reached my tiny waist) and grabbed my purse and went down to say bye to my dad. In a refreshing voice I said, "Bye dad, I'm off to school." Lifting his coffee cup and kissing me on the cheek he replied, "Bye honey, learn something." I got into my new 2009 silver convertible Mercedes CLK550 Cabriolet, which I got for my eighteenth birthday from my father. I loved my car. Not because it was flashy, but because my father picked it out and surprised my with it at school on my birthday. That is a memory that will stay with me forever. I pulled up at my school and walked to the office, catching all the stares I got: awe, jealously, lust and curiosity. The town was made up of historical buildings, but the high school looked the exception. Brick, wood and columns, it looked like your typical high school. The elementary school wasn't so lucky. Vice Principal Marken showed me around the school and to my classes. It was a short trip considering how small the building was. My class schedule was Algebra, U.S. History, P.E., Lunch, 12th English, Italian IV, Chemistry, Art. The only class I was excited about was P.E. I loved to run and couldn't wait. I walked to my first class and glanced around on the way. Lockers were everywhere and so too were the staring students whom they belonged to. A tall skinny blond girl walked up, smiled and hugged me. "Hi, I'm Beth, and you must be Miley. I'm your cousin from your mom's side. Your dad called my mom and asked her to tell me to be on the lookout for you. Welcome to Wolment High School; home of the Beavers." I extended my hand for a shake and walked into Algebra. "Hi Beth, nice to meet you." Beth and I walked into class. My algebra teacher was a round old woman with short white hair. "Morning class, we have a new student who will be joining us for the rest of the school year. Her name is Miley Maria (Ma-Ree-ah) Lomb..." " Uhm, it's actually pronounced with no accent on the Ree. It's like saying Mario on the game except that it's ria instead of rio. It's just supposed to roll off your tongue." I looked a little embarrassed and blushed. "I'm not meaning to contradict or anything, but it was my mother's name before I died and out of respect for her I just wanted to give the correct pronunciation of my name; Miley Maria Lombardi." "I understand perfectly. I'm the same way. Class, give Miley a welcome and then let's begin." That is how it went for the rest of the day. Beth looked at my schedule and told me we had two classes together; P.E being one of them. It had started to rain outside, so we played volleyball inside during P.E. Lunch had ended and I was tired and ready to go home. When I walked into my English, I saw my teacher go ram rod straight and her face go blank. I wasn't feeling a good vibe at all. She walked passed me and down the hall. I have no clue where she went, be she was back pretty quick and started the class. There was no introduction, but she did stare at me a lot. I decided that this would be the class I dreaded the most. Yup, its official, students' feelings for high schools are the same everywhere. As I was walking to my car Beth came up. "I want to invite you and your dad to dinner at my house. I think my mom already talked to your dad, but I'm just saying so now because she is forgetful." She smiled and I couldn't help but say I'll tell my dad. The drive home wasn't long; less than ten minutes. When I arrived home, no one was there. Dad left a note saying he would be back around six. I went up to my room and discarded my clothes ready to have a nice hot bath, when the door bell rang. I wrapped a towel around me and went to see who it was. When I cracked the door, six huge guys rushed in, and one grabbed me and carried me on his shoulder to the living room. He threw me on the couch non- too gentle and all six of them stood before me with serious expressions on their faces. Sitting up and securing my towel, I asked in a shaky voice, "who are you, what do you want?" "The questions are who are you, where are you from and what are you doing here?" A huge man that made seven asked. He was a little bit bigger than the others but he was way taller. I'd put him at 6'5" compared to the others who were about 6'1" at the most. Why I thought my next thought I have no clue but, he was f.i.n.e. FINE. He had strong, sharp facial features, a roman nose and a generous mouth. His hair was slightly longer than short; it brushed the collar of his on the back of his neck, but there was enough to grab on to. He was muscular and his dress shirt pulled tight around his chest when he put his hands on his hips. Man. And all I had on was a robe. For a minute I thought he could read my mind because the second I thought that he started looking at me; really looking at me, which was enough to make me blush...all over my body. In a deep voice through clenched teeth he asked, "Are you going to speak?" "Yes," I squeaked out. "I'm Miley, Miley Lombardi. I...I'm from Shires and...and my dad and I just moved here." I trembled all over and had to clap my hands together between my thighs to keep them from shaking. "Don't even think you can lie to me. Why have you come into my territory without asking permission?" "Territory? I... I don't know what y...you're talking about." Before I knew what was happening he was leaning over me with his large hand around my throat. "Lie to me again and I'll rip your throat out." His grip was so tight I couldn't draw a breath and I started to panic. I twisted and clawed at his hand on my throat. My legs thrashed around and my towel slid off. I tried to say stop, please stop, but nothing would come out. He loosened his grip on my throat enough so I could draw a breath, in which I took huge gasps. I noticed I was naked when his eyes traveled over my body. "I have a better use for you instead of dead." He pulled me up from the couch and started to drag me by the arm and hair up the stairs. I started struggling harder and holding on to anything I could. "Please, I don't understand what you want from me. Please listen to me. I don't understand. I didn't do anything." He crashed opened my bedroom door and threw me on my bed. I scrambled back up to the head of my bed. He started to unbutton his shirt and soon all his clothes were off. "One more chance, tell me." When I started to shake my head, he climbed onto the bed, grabbed my flaying ankles and pulled me to him. "Please!! I don't know. I don't know," I screamed. I was arching my body and thrashing to try and get away. He settled between my thighs and raised both of my hands above my head and secured them with one of his. "Stop, please," I repeated, still struggling. With his other hand he positioned his cock at my entrance. "Stop," I cried. In one thrust he tore through my innocence. I screamed again because of the pain and started to cry harder. It felt like he was tearing me apart from the inside. He was too big. He thrusted again and groaned. "Shit you're tight." He took a deep breath and stilled his hips; his dick had bottomed out in me and rested at the entrance to my cervix. "Please, I don't know what you want from me," I cried as I looked at him with tears running down my face. He started to pull out slowly. I thought I had gotten through to him, but then he groaned and slammed back into me and repeated his movements, going a little faster each time. I don't know when it started or if I had only just realized that it was happening, but I no longer hurt down there. Instead, my vagina constricted against his cock on every thrust, trying to take him further into my body. My cries started to change to ones of pleasure and you could hear the sounds of our combined juices were making. He leaned over me, never altering the speed of the movement of his hips, and brought his lips to my ear. "Tell me," he said softly. The only thing I could get out was some high pitch "ugh" as he continued to thrust into me. He started to kiss along my cheeks and eyes as he continued to softly say "Tell me." I gave up and started kissing him back, when his soft juicy lips captured mine in a mind blowing kiss. I let the pleasure surround me and embraced it. I lifted my hips to match the rhythm of his. A groan rose from his chest and he let go of my hands. Instead, he slid them under my ass, tilted my hips, held on and pounded me. I locked my legs around his back and my arms went around his neck as I screamed my pleasure into the crook of his neck and shoulder. "So wet and hot. Ugh, you feel so good around me...so good." Something inside me felt like it was going to burst. "I'm gonna..... gonna." "Yes, cum for me. Let it go and cum for me." He tightened the grip he had on my ass and started drilling me like a mad man going super fast. He started to growl low in his chest and I could feel it. The vibrations swept through me and I shattered; my insides squeezing and constricting around his dick. My back arched and my head went back as I screamed my orgasm. A second later I felt him bang against my cervix and tense. A gush of something hot shot into me and triggered another orgasm from me. He howled as he shot hot thick ropes of his seeds into my womb. The force of his orgasm had him bucking against me, unleashing gush after gush of his baby badder into me; covering the walls of my womb and pouring out between us. He gave one finale thrust and collapsed on to me. Small micro-orgasms still rocked my body and he groaned every time he felt one. It took us minutes for our breathing to become slightly normal. I spoke first. "That's what this is about; you're a werewolf." Before he could get a word in I continued. "I'm one too. Last year I was attacked while at cheer camp. There were four other attacks before me that month, but I was the only one that survived. That's why my father moved us to Wolment. My wolf started to feel restless, caged while I was living in the city." I felt him soften in me and pull out. He got up off the bed and stared at me, in all his glorious nakedness. The man looked like a Greek god. "You were attacked last year?" He looked at me one more time then started pulling his clothes back on. "Get dressed then come down stairs." He grumbled something else but I didn't catch it; I was rushing to get dressed. As I pulled some random clothes on, the reality of what just happened started to sink in. I just had sex for the first time. Before I could let anything else sink in, I pushed everything aside and headed down stairs. I'll deal with those feelings later when I'm totally alone. Downstairs I heard...I don't even know his name, speaking sharp and rapidly into his phone. When he saw me he hung up and closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Your story checks out. You were attacked by a rouge werewolf from the Oma pack along with four others who died. Why the Oma pack didn't come and take care of you, teach you of our ways, I do not know, but I will find out." Opening his eyes he said, "I'm sorry; about everything." "Sorry? Your sorry for storming into my home, yelling at me, choking me until I couldn't take a breath...raping me?" Without even realizing that I was walking up to him as I spoke I stopped. I took one more step and felt something wet slowly run out of my shorts and down my thighs. I wiped up what was running and looked at it. Then that hand connected with his face and made a loud smack and I screamed, "For cumming in me?" I broke down and started to weep. I started to fall to the floor, but he caught me and enveloped me in his arms. One of his hands was running through my hair and the other was rubbing my back as he told me everything would be alright. "I don't even know your name," I wailed. "Dante. My name's Dante." At that moment we heard two voices. One was from one of the imposing men, "boss?" The other, "what the hell is going on in here?" was from my father.