1 comments/ 23389 views/ 4 favorites Avril By: BarbaraG "You've done what, Darling?" asked my best friend Avril in her very English accent. "You heard me, I left Jacques," I replied. "What on earth for?" was her next question. "Because as I told you I have met someone else," I told her again. Avril looked at me and asked, "Who is the lucky man, Darling?" This was the difficult part. Avril was my best friend and a very English lady. We had known each other for close to 15 years, the last 10 years of which we have been close friends. She always called everyone "Darling" in that long drawn out way in her English voice. Sometimes she grated in the way she spoke and when she became passionate about something or she wanted to make her opinion known the Darling became even more drawn out. Despite many years in Canada, she had never lost her English accent although her English mannerisms had been diluted by her Canadian way of life. Avril was the kindest most generous woman anyone could wish to have as a friend and I consider myself very lucky to be her friend. Her sense of humour was very dry and very English, but also outrageous and she laughed hardest of all at herself and especially when her pompous bubble was burst. Both of us saw funny things differently, yet despite our differences we had become close friends. Avril is also one of the most determined people I have ever met. It is very seldom that she is thwarted in anything she wants to do. Despite this though she is not domineering and she is highly considerate of others. However she is always, as she puts it, so prim and proper despite her huge sense of humour. Hence why I was a bit reluctant in some ways to tell her I was gay even though I had every confidence in her. To describe Avril, she is a couple of years younger than I am and is what her husband Henry describes as "an English rose". They have two of the nicest children you could wish to meet, although I am sure both of her sons have great mischief creating potential. They both inherited their mother's enormous sense of fun and enjoyment of life rather than their father's dour manner. Her complexion is pale and she has very red lips. Her eyes are a mixture of green and hazel flecks and her hair is closer to auburn than true ginger. She wears her hair down to her shoulders parted just to the left of centre. It always has such a glossy look to it and I imagine it is very soft to run your fingers through it. Although she does have some freckles like true redheads have, her skin is almost blemish free as long as she stays out of the sun. Avril loves to be outside but she always wears a hat to keep the sun off her face. On the day in question we were sitting in her three season porch drinking tea and eating what she calls biscuits while I was telling her about my change in lifestyle. Avril loves her afternoon tea, while I like my tea in the morning. She leaned back in her chair in her casual elegant way looking totally relaxed but so alert. Her eyes pierced as they always did while she seemed to look into your very soul. "Avril, this is very difficult. I never said the person I met is a man, " I said. She took a sip of her tea and looked deeper into my eyes and said, "You mean you left your husband for a woman?" I nodded instead of speaking to give my eyes a chance to escape her intense stare. When I kept my head still again I was subjected to one of her piercing looks while she remained silent. "Is this what you truly want?" she asked. "Yes," I replied. She looked at me again and said, "Yes you are sure, aren't you." Then she smiled and her eyes lost their intensity before she continued, "Darling, why has it taken you so long to realise you are gay? I spotted that you might be many years ago not long after we first met." I almost fell off my chair. How the hell had she seen what I myself didn't know back then? "H-h-how did you k-know?" I stuttered. She could see that she had surprised me and it always pleased Avril to get one over on anybody, her friends included. She was a very clever woman, not only in an academic way, but very skilled at dealing with people. Avril remained silent for a moment before she replied, "I just did Darling, I just did." I sensed there was more to it than that while she paused for a moment and continued, "Dearest Barbara, I can see you were worried about telling me in case I didn't want to be your friend any more. Well don't worry, I really don't care who you sleep with Darling. You are still the same sweet friend I have had and always will have." Avril seldom showed her emotions and remained aloof no matter what had happened, but this time she allowed me to see into her soul and I saw genuine concern and friendship for me. "Darling, if there is anything I can do to help you, please please let me know and I will do it. Anything," she said in an impassioned way. She moved her hand over to mine and squeezed it while she said this. Breathing a huge sigh of relief, I said, "Thank you so much Avril, you really are the best and kindest friend I have. You already gave me what I hoped for, your approval for what I have done." Avril smiled again and said, "Now tell me all about her, how did you meet? What is her name?" I took another sip of my tea and set the cup down before telling her all about Denise, how we had met, how we had become friends and eventually lovers. I also told her about a lot of the things that had caused my marriage to fail, including my now former husband's acceptance of a promotion that required us to move when I didn't want to leave where we lived, how I had discovered he was having an affair, and how despite my telling myself we were still in love that we had drifted apart. Denise came as a breath of fresh air to me, and while I had dreamed about having a same sex affair for almost my entire adult life I had never actively looked for it. Denise turned my dream into reality, sometimes a dangerous thing. Well my now real dream did cost me my marriage. But with hindsight I think the marriage was dying anyway. "You must introduce her to me Darling, I want to meet the woman who captured my friend's heart," she said. "Yes, I would like her to meet you, but Avril she will only want to meet you, not Henry. She had a bad experience with a man once and she doesn't want anything to do with men in any way. If that is OK with you then yes, I will willingly introduce you, I know you will like her," I said. "What sort of bad experience, Darling? What do you mean?" asked Avril. "She was the victim of an attempted rape. Denise won't talk about it much and she told me in confidence, so please don't mention it when you meet her," I answered. "Oh the poor darling, some men can be such beasts," said Avril. Now how would she know that? Avril had led a sheltered life. I thanked her for the tea and for her friendship and left before her husband came home. Avril did something she seldom did, she hugged me and said in my ear as I left, "Remember, if I can do anything just let me know, Darling." Later at home, I let Denise know that I had told my best friend I had turned gay and received a huge hug and then a kiss. I took that as a sign of approval and confidence because I had stopped hiding our relationship and was bringing her into my circle of friends as my partner. A few days later I invited Avril to join Denise and me for lunch. As I had hoped the two talked together and were soon chatting like old friends. However I sensed something not quite right and the next time I visited Avril I found out I was right. Remember Avril is a very perceptive woman extremely skilled at reading people and understanding human relations. "Darling," she started when we were sitting in her three season porch drinking tea and eating biscuits again. "I am so afraid for you, I think Denise is a lovely person but she has a certain hurtful and selfish streak in her. Please be so very careful, I don't want to see you get hurt." "How did you see all that in such a short meeting with her and I haven't and I have known her for over two years and we live together?" I asked her. "Do you know what I did before I came to Canada?" she asked. "You know I don't, you have never told me," I said. "Well you are right, I have never told you or anyone else for that matter. Except Henry of course, he knows I worked for the British government but not what I did. No I won't and can't tell you exactly what I did, but suffice to say I was very good at reading people and getting information out of them. The training I received also helped me to identify people who were potentially homosexual because they were security risks and they could be exploited. I became sickened at some of the things I did and I found a way out. Even Henry doesn't know this much and he never can." Avril looked intently at me for a minute, the she moved closer to me and took my hands in hers. "Darling, you still don't understand. I had to agree never to tell anyone about what I did. You are the first person I have ever said anything to and I told you because I trust you and you are my best friend. I really can't say any more so please don't ask me. Promise?" Again she looked into my eyes searchingly for a minute as if reading my thoughts then she relaxed and leaned forward to kiss my cheek, something she had never done before. "Thank you Darling, I knew I could trust you," she said. This time when I left, she hugged me tightly and held my hands briefly. Her skin was soft and warm and she left a feeling on my skin even when she took her hands away. Avril was proved right a few months later when Denise looked so hungrily at my daughter walking naked down the hall. Denise did have a hurtful and selfish streak in her that I had not detected, but Avril had. Denise admitted she would have seduced my daughter despite our relationship, something I found very hurtful and deceitful. We went our separate ways shortly after that and I moved into an apartment on my own. Avril was the first friend to visit me. "Darling, how are you? Is everything all right?" she asked as she burst through my door carrying an enormous bunch of flowers. She thrust them into my hands and then kissed my cheek. I thanked her for my flowers and took them into the kitchen. Avril followed and we talked while I put the coffee pot on and arranged my flowers. When the coffee was ready, Avril carried the coffee through to my lounge while I brought my lovely flowers in. We sat down on my couch and we talked while we enjoyed our coffee. "I am fine thank you," I said, "But I am still feeling very lonely. This is the first time I have been completely alone for almost 26 years. The freedom is wonderful, I can come and go when I wish but I miss having other people around me all the time." "I know how you feel Darling. After I left my job in England and before I met Henry and came to Canada, I was very alone. None of my friends where I worked were allowed to fraternise with me. I had a sense I was being watched and I didn't want to involve any of my non work friends in such a sordid affair. I kept my own company for a few months and I too felt very lonely," Avril said. This was new for Avril to open up like this and I expected her to clam up again, but she continued. "What I am going to say must never leave this room. Do I have your word on that?" she asked very seriously. "Yes, you know that I will do as you ask Avril," I replied. She continued, "Do you remember I told you I was good at spotting gay or potentially gay people in my previous life when I worked for the British government? I did some things I can't talk about, but I will say something I did directly resulted in one person committing suicide. When that happened I decided I couldn't be responsible for someone else doing that so I planned how to get out of the government work in such a way that they left me alone." Avril paused to drink some of her coffee before she restarted her narrative. "I couldn't just resign because they would forever hound me which meant I had to find a way to resign or be forced to resign so they would let me go. One didn't just up and leave the kind of work I was doing. Someone did and he ended up in prison and he had a very unpleasant time. We were told that to discourage us from leaving which meant basically we worked until we retired or we were sacked. Being forced to resign was easy once I thought of how to do it." Avril knew I was going to ask her how she did it. She paused again and finished her coffee before she continued, "I simply started visiting pubs in London and used my skills to find a homosexual woman. It only took me a couple of days to find a suitable girl, then I struck up a friendship with her and we started an affair. I knew I would be watched from time to time and sure enough one day the director called me into his office and told me they knew about my affair. He said I couldn't keep my job in the department because I was now officially labelled as a homosexual and therefore a security risk, so would I kindly sign this document. I didn't let him know this was exactly what I wanted so I signed the resignation letter he put in front of me. The department accepted my resignation and let me go with no repercussions because I had given them something to hold over my head. Henry has no idea I have the label homosexual hung over me and there is no way he will ever find out. Yes, it was a drastic thing to do but I just couldn't face being responsible for another person's death again." Avril paused for a moment to dab away the tears that had formed in the corners of her eyes before she continued, "There Darling, now you know something about me, I see you are shocked at what I have told you." Shocked! That was an understatement. Knowing her gentle nature, I could only imagine the pain she felt when she knew she was responsible for someone's death. Also much as I tried I could not envisage Avril making love with another woman. Again she must have read my mind. "It is quite true Darling. The thing is at first I was only doing it as part of my scheme to escape from my job. I had never really looked inwards at myself and to my surprise, I realised I too had homosexual tendencies and I enjoyed what she and I did together very much. However I ended the affair when it had served its purpose. Henry and I met, we fell in love, came to Canada and the rest you know." I sat there looking at her. "Avril, I know you are telling the truth and what happened was awful for you. I too would hate to have someone's suicide on my conscience. You were brilliant to think of doing that to get away. I can't begin to imagine what you were doing that made you take such a drastic step and I will never ask you," I replied. Then Avril said, "Darling, you still don't see it all. When you told me you are gay, how I hate that term for homosexuals, it ruins a very happy word, my sexual feelings for other women resurfaced and in particular for you. But while you were living with Denise I would never have acted on them because that would be wrong." Avril stood up and I watched disbelievingly as she reached under her skirt and removed her panties. Then she gave them to me and said, "Darling, I have wanted so much to take my knickers down for you ever since you told me you are gay. Darling Barbara I want so much to make love with you, please." I was confused as all hell. Avril was happily married. She and Henry had one of the best marriages I had ever seen and they were devoted to each other. What was she doing taking her underwear off in front of me and asking me to make love to her? For once I think Avril had read someone wrongly. "Avril, you are the sweetest loveliest woman I know and if you were not married then I would love nothing more than to share my bed with you. You are the dearest friend I have and I just don't think it would be right. What would happen when we don't want to be lovers any more? Would our friendship also finish? Besides, Henry is also my friend and I would be betraying him if you and I made love. I love both of you dearly and I could never hurt either of you." Avril looked at me then she sat down next to me and wrapped her arms round me. She kissed my cheek and said, "Barbara, you really are a true friend. I wish you weren't right but you are." I gave her panties back to her and she stood up to put them back on but in doing so she did show me her bottom. Little did I know that was not the last of her desire to be sexually intimate with me. Avril was one of the most determined people I have ever known and she almost always did get her way. She then changed the subject completely, another of her usual tactics when she wanted to hide her real intentions. "Darling, let's be decadent and go out for dinner this evening, just the two of us. You can have a couple of glasses of wine, I will drive and I won't drink. Do say yes!" Smiling, I said. "Yes, I would love to do that. Thank you, you are a sweetie." "Chop chop, get ready then Darling. I am starving," she said. Quickly I changed. Avril as always was dressed impeccably. We left my apartment and got into her car. Typically she drove an up market car with leather seats and a very comfortable ride. We went to that dilapidated restaurant I knew and enjoyed a wonderful dinner together. While we ate, I asked, "Avril, did you ever look for another woman again?" "No Darling, of course I looked at other women and I have seen a few who might be potential lovers, but I have never looked for another woman because I never found one I felt I could trust. That is until I met you. Even then because we were friends and both married I didn't think you would be available. You see I know how loyal you are, I saw that in you too. When you did tell me you are homosexual, my heart soared but then you were happy with Denise and I wouldn't come between you. I am sorry if what I did earlier upset you but when I knew you were unattached I, well, that is to say, I, ummm, just wanted you so badly and I still do." Avril was looking intently into my eyes as she said all this quietly so no one else could overhear. I thought for a minute before I replied, "Avril, if you weren't so happily married then I would drop everything to make love with you. But as you say I am loyal and that loyalty includes respecting others and especially very close friends. I hope you understand." "Yes Darling, I understand. It still doesn't stop me wanting you though." I should have known it wouldn't stop there. She insisted on paying, but conceded I would pay the next bill. Oh the scheming little vixen. She must already have made her plans. When we got back to my apartment she came in again and we sat drinking coffee. "Darling, now you are on your own, how will you meet other ladies with your tastes?" she asked. I thought for a minute and debated asking Avril to help me identify women for me, but that was too close to pimping and besides I couldn't ask her to do that after what she had told me about how she escaped that government job she had, whatever it was. Instead I simply said in answer to her question, "Well Avril, there is nowhere here, but there is a ladies only club about an hour's drive away. Denise and I went together a few times and I have a membership. I plan on going very soon actually." Avril looked thoughtful for a moment before asking, "What sort of place is this? I do hope it is not a seedy dirty little place." "Oh no, it is a very nice club. It has a good but not exceptional restaurant, a quiet room for conversations and a bar with a dance floor. Anyone could go and be at home there," I told her. "Even me?" she asked innocently. "Yes, even you," I replied before I could see the trap she had set for me. "Good, in that case we will go together. You need some company when you go somewhere like that, someone to watch out for you and I am going to do that. No arguing, my mind is made up. We will go this coming Saturday!" Avril Lavigne Fine- I admit it! I'm an Avril Lavigne fan. I don't really like all her songs, but some are pretty good. And of course she's gorgeous. So when she came to an HMV in Ottawa for a signing, I showed up early. Me and a thousand other wide-eyed teens had gathered with albums and posters for her to sign. This was some years ago and she'd just done a photo shoot for Maxim. Both she and I would have been in our 20s at the time. I don't consider myself a pervert, but I'll admit that for the past decade or so, I'd fantasized about her having a shaved pussy, modeling it for me, and us making love and going out together (and it doesn't take a Sherlock Holmes to know that the same thing was on about a billion other guys' minds.) I knew it was a long shot, but I'd prepared her a love note. Would she even accept it when I tried to hand it to her when she signed my poster of her? I doubted it. I guessed she probably fought off stalkers and whatnot daily, what with her looks and her fame. But it was worth a shot. After hours of waiting amidst the screaming crush of teens and the eerie self-consciousness imposing TV cameras which one could never be sure were on or off, it was my turn to go get her autograph. The guards let me through and I scampered up to the smiling talented singer hottie toting in front of me like an idiot the CD jacket of her second album, 'Under My Skin' for her to sign. 'Hi!' she said beautifully. 'Hey,' I stammered handing her the CD jacket, 'Could you make it out to Jack, please?' 'Sure. Hey man, are those real tattoos?' she asked referring to the seven black stylized tears I have tattooed on my face coming down from my eyes. 'Yes. Hey, can I give you something to read later, please?' I said as I handed her the tiny folded note. '...Ok, I can make an exception for a guy with tattooed tears!' She accepted my note and handed me back the CD jacket on which she'd written in neon pink paint-marker, 'To Jack From Avril XXX.' She'd dotted the 'i' with a cute sexy little heart. My heart was awash with joy as I thanked her and left the signing table. *** Later back in her hotel room, Avril Ramona Lavigne unfolded my note and read: 'Hi Avril! I'm Jack. Thanks so much for reading this letter. Don't worry- I'm not a stalker! I've been your fan since Let Go and I think you're just amazing and totally F-ing hot! Like so many others, I've always been able to relate to your music, and it feels in a strange way like we've been growing up together through the years. I know you probably hear this kind of thing from fans every day, and you deserve it! But anyway, if you'll be in the city for any amount of time, please get in touch with me at... Love, -Jack xxxooo *** I was utterly and completely blown away when she actually called me late that evening! 'Hey, Jack?' 'Yes. Who's this?' 'It's Avril. I read your little letter and I just wanted to say thanks for giving it to me.' I started hyperventilating so bad with excitement I could hardly answer, but I managed, 'Yeah? Well you're welcome, Avril!' 'So like, I'm not leaving till tomorrow morning, and I don't have anything to do tonight, and I was wondering if you'd like to do something together or something.' (Hiroshima of my heart!!) 'Sure, ok!' I was faint and panting wildly with excitement, careful to keep my phone's receiver from picking up my frantic near-wheezing lest she think me a complete freak. 'Cool! So like, I don't know Ottawa that well, can you suggest a place?' I somehow managed to give her the name of a nice restaurant I knew and arranged to meet her there in an hour, without barfing. I ended the call, flung my hands up and dropped to my knees- 'Hiroshima!!!' I yelled at the top of my lungs. My friends and the rest of the people around me in the crowded mall where I'd been all stopped and stared at me in disgust and disbelief. I raced home and contrived my utmost to dress in something that looked un-contrived. I meditated for ten minutes to still my about-to-bust heart, splashed on cologne, and raced to the restaurant, stopping only to withdraw some cash from an ATM on the way. I met her there. She had to weirdly, yet totally understandably, cover her facial features until we were alone at a secluded table to avoid the Paparazzi and their equivalent. We passed a wonderful evening and I could not believe my lucky stars when she invited me back to her hotel room! *** Back at her hotel room we sat down on the huge soft luxurious king-sized bed. 'Don't be surprised if you see yourself in the tabloids tomorrow,' she advised cynically. 'Alright, thanks for the heads up.' 'You know there are forums on the internet about whether or not my pussy is shaved??' Avril laughed as she lit up a joint. 'Fucking ridiculous!' I smiled and she passed me the joint. I refrained from mentioning the dozens of fake Photoshopped images I'd downloaded of her naked, her head carefully blended onto the body of numerous naked babes with shaved pussies in a variety of lewd actions and postures. I looked over at her; she was truly stunning. Her hair was freshly bleached a blinding platinum blonde with several streaks of hot pink running through it. Her eyes were like sparkling wells amidst dark forests of lashes and purple glitter eye shadow. Her skin was pale as milk. Her lips full and glossy pink. 'You wanna see a new outfit that I got today?' 'Ok!' I smiled and passed her the joint back. 'Just a sec,' and she darted into the other room and out of sight. She returned in about thirty seconds topless to hand me back the joint. *Boobs!* My cock started swelling quickly in my pants. She smiled at me and quickly left the room again. She has such a bright, sexy smile... I took off my jacket and shoes and made myself comfortable as I waited for her to come back. In five or so minutes she came back. She had on glossy pink thigh-high lace-up boots with four inch platforms and heels... fuck-me boots- and not a stitch else! Certain online forums would have been rapturous to learn that her pussy was indeed completely shaved, smooth as porcelain, white-hot and cute as all-shit. She was smoking another joint that she'd lit up and laughing at my reaction which must have been saucer-eyes, mouth agape, complete muscle rigidity, and rapidly growing erection in my pants. She turned around a few times modeling herself for me; she has a bum like heaven, titties like soft white honey-pears with raspberry nipples. I immediately sucked long and hard on what was left of the joint in my hand, singing my fingertips, in a desperate attempt to intoxicate myself sufficiently to deal with this overwhelmingly sexy situation I suddenly found myself in. Her sexy, blinding beauty was shining in my face like a sun, threatening to drive me mad. 'Wow...' I croaked, my lungs full of marijuana smoke, and the naked shaved-pussied famous pop singer just laughed musically. 'Relax bro,' she said casually. 'Lemme help you out of those threads,' she offered, seductively coming up to me and nonchalantly whipping her hair out of her eyes with a little jerk of her head, as women will compulsively do. With a friendly lustful smile, she helped me get undressed, and we were suddenly both naked on the huge comfortable hotel bet, except for her thigh-high glossy pink hooker-boots. *I'M SITTING HERE NAKED WITH AVRIL LAVIGNE!!!* 'So what do you think?' she asked indicating the boots. 'Nice,' was all I could manage. ''Fuck?'' I said touching the sexy little tattoo that she had on her ribs. 'Fuck yeah!!' answered Avril Lavigne. 'I like it, Avril,' I said indicating her tattoo. 'I fucking want you,' and I licked and kissed her little tattoo of the word Fuck. She licked her hand which meandered down to my nearly fully hard cock and began slowly jerking it off as I licked and kissed her small breasts and nipples. She moaned softly as my fingers found their way along her boots and thighs and onto her smooth shaved girlhood. She was already wet. Quite fucking wet. I gently caressed her pussy and we kissed, out tongues enfolding and spasming round each other inside our mouths pressed together. Her moaning got gradually louder and louder as her smooth cunt became wetter and wetter as she jerked my hardening shaft faster and faster and I fingered her pussy keeping pace. Just then she broke away from our kiss, moved herself down the bed, and took my hard dick into her famous, hot wet young mouth and began sucking my cock. *AVRIL LAVIGNE IS SUCKING MY FUCKING DICK!!!* 'Suck my cock, Avril!' I managed. She sucked my balls and jerked the shaft, sucked the shaft and worked the balls, licked the whole package, then sucked my cock hard like it was the straw in a thick vanilla milkshake. 'Fuck me, baby!' she urged suddenly, and crawled up on top of me straddling my waist and guiding my hard dick straight into her tight, hot, slobbering wet pussy. 'Oooh!' she moaned as her smooth pussy slid all the way down my cock-shaft to my balls. 'Fuck yeah!!!' she cried, and began fucking me from on top like that. I gripped her ripe round ass as she rode me, which was a delight beyond description... *AVRIL LAVIGNE'S ASS! MY COCK IS INSIDE AVRIL LAVIGNE'S PUSSY, AND I'M GRABBING HER ASS!!!* We switched positions and I spread wide apart her yielding legs by the boots and ate her out till she came hard. Then I moved up and slid my dick deep back up her lovely young cunt. She held her legs open wide, knees bent slightly as I fucked her, her hands up behind her head. I caressed her boobs as I fucked her and she eventually came hard a second time. *AVRIL LAVIGNE IS CUMMING ON MY FUCKING COCK!!!* Then into doggy we moved and my balls slapped her smooth wet mons veneris with my every thrust up her awesome hot hole. Under her breath at first but gradually getting a little louder, she started singing as I fucked her pussy, 'You make me so hot! Make me wanna drop! You're so ridiculous! I can barely stop!...' and as cheesy as it was, I joined her and we finished singing the chorus together as I fucked her cunt, 'I can hardly breath! You make me wanna scream! You're so fabulous! You're so good to me! Baby, baby!...' We giggled orgasmically and slightly stoned as I rammed my dick up her hot tight wet young pussy repeatedly. She arched her back like a pro and spread her ass-cheeks apart for my viewing pleasure as I fucked her cunt. Her asshole was a lovely brown, unbleached, amidst her deliciously pale white bum. I ventured to tease it slightly with a finger as I probed her pink depths with my lucky fucking cock. Her asshole was well lubed up by her own pussy juices, so I ventured to slide a finger right up inside... 'Oh yes! Finger my ass, Jack!' she urged, so I added a second finger. And a third. And a fourth! 'I want your cock up my ass! Fuck my ass!' she said desperately after some time. 'Cum up my ass, Jack!' she begged, and who was I not to oblige a famous pop superstar? Nearly hyperventilating with excitement, I pulled out and slowly shifted my dick to her brown hole. I managed to press just the tip inside of her tight bum, and it was already nearly making me cum. 'Oh, fuck yeah! Push your cock all the way up my ass!' I held her bum in my hands and slowly pressed my cock inch by blissful inch all the way up her hot tight lubed up shit-hole. Surreal heaven!!! *MY COCK IS BALLS-DEEP UP AVRIL LAVIGNE'S ASSHOLE!!!* 'Fuck!!!' she cried as my dick sank in to its base. 'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' she moaned as she shook and came hard a third time, her sweet pussy gushing all over the bed. I slid my lucky fucking cock in and out of her hot tight fucking shitter not even five dozen times before blasting a huge load of my fucking mayonnaise deep up the gorgeous celebrity bitch's hot tight fucking bum. 'I'm cumming up your ass, Avril!!' I wailed in triumph, my vision gone suddenly white in sheer ecstasy. 'Yes! Cum up my ass!!' she urged desperately, fucking her ass back up against my cumming dick for emphasis. I shook and came some more up her ass, my whole body dripping with sweat, until my orgasm finally subsided. I stayed up her ass for a minute or so before finally pulling out with a fart from her sweaty bum. Avril giggled, kissed me with tongue, and rolled over to get another joint from beside the bed, which she lit up. 'That was hot,' she stated between drags. 'You're tellin me...' I barely managed. We smoked pot together for a while in silence. She leaned over, buried her face in my neck, and began sucking my neck really hard. I smiled as I realized she was giving me a hicky. AVRIL LAVIGNE'S GIVING ME A HICKEY! (Fuck yeah!!) 'There. Now you can tell your friends who gave that to you!' she teased. I looked at her and we both laughed. I kissed her cheek. We both felt so good, and were so high. At last she asked me, 'Is this for real?' 'I donno. I guess it is. Is what for real, Avril?' After a very long pause she told me, 'I'm gonna write a song about this. You watch; you'll see. I'm not sure exactly how it'll go yet, of course. But I'll be thinking about you, Jack, when I write it. ...Wait and see.' Little did I know she actually would... We smoked weed some more in silence. Then she said, 'Let's have sex again!' Which we did five times, before falling into a blissful sleep in each others' arms. Avril Lavigne caught backstage Thank you London and goodnight A huge roar comes from those 500 screaming fans packed into a club in London. The band strike up one final cord and the lights go out. "Great show Avril," says on of the backstage crew "Awesome mate," Avril's lead guitarist says patting her on the back as he hands over his guitar. "Fucking brilliant," shouts out her drummer who takes a swig of water then goes off to find a female groupie to fuck. "Thanks guys," Avril replies with her cute smile, "Gotta go get changed now." Avril walks away passing her guitar to a stage hand and go off to her dressing room. Avril slams the door shut and breaths a sigh of relief no one had found out. Ever since Avril had first got on stage she always got this amazing rush a sexual rush. Avril got very hot and very wet if people cheered for her on stage so here she was backstage at a small club in London. With her nipples as hard as rocks and her pussy very damp Avril kicks off her trainers and starts to unbutton her black jeans. Avril manages to lower her jeans she then puts her hand down her panties and shoves two fingers deep into her pussy. Avril lets out a moan of relief she hates being on stage her panties dripping in cum and she is not able to relive herself but now in the privacy of her changing room she can finally fulfill her sexual desires. "UH UH UH YEAH UH OH UH," Avril softly moans to herself as well as having a hand down her pants. Her other hand has pulled up her top and is massaging her tits thought her black lace bra. Avril now has 3 fingers inside of her working away on her clit. "OOOOHHHHHHH AAAAHHHHHHHHHH OWWWWWWWWWWWW," Avril's fingers are working away harder and faster on her now very wet cunt while her other hand has got under her bra rubbing away at her bare tit. Meanwhile the stage crew are working away trying to pack away the instruments and the staging for the next gig. Mike one of the younger stagehands is busy packing away one of the drum kits when another worker taps him on the back. "Hey mate can you do us a favor." Mike turns round and answers, "Sure mate what's up." He pulls a bit of paper from his back pocket and hands it to Mike, "Listen Avril forgot her notes of where she is shooting her new video she needs this so go and give it to her." Mike takes the paper and makes his way down the corridor he doesn't mind having to do all this extra work cause he will get to spend more time with Avril. True she had no idea what his name is and will no way leave her husband for him but he likes being around her. Mike knocks three times on the door but gets no answer he decides that she just can't hear him opens the door and walks in. "HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SHIT," Avril has yelled so loud that the chair she is knelling on topples over. Mike just stands their mouth wide open having just seen the greatest moment of his life. He had just walked in on Avril Lavigne the world famous singer with one hand down her jeans playing with herself. Avril gets up off the floor and dusts herself off. "Fucking hell dude," Avril lifts the chair back up, "You could have knocked." "I di dd d ddd did," Mike stammers back to her. "You did fuck I didn't hear a thing," Avril stops and stars at Mike watching him rock back and forth his hands shaking like mad. "You ok man," She asks him while he stands there holding the note. Sweat pores down Mike's face as he tries to answer back, "Ye yea yyeah I'mmm m I'm fiii fin f.. f. Fine." Avril walks toward Mike she stand face to face with the young stagehand reaches behind him and closes the door, "Now then erm sorry what was your name again," Avril asks in her sexiest voice while slowly eying Mike up. "Mmm mm mm m mmmmike," Mike replies with sweat running down his forehead his mouth as dry as a bone. "Oh Mike ok," Avril says while messing with the lock for the door she finally hears a click and steps away. "Now Mike what did you want". Mike can't help himself as Avril walks away from looking at her black thong, which can be seen clearly over her unbuttoned jeans. "Hey Mike my face is up here," Avril says in her cute Canadian accent. Mike gets very embarrassed at staring at the singers underwear and his face turns bright red. Mike realizes that he is making a total twat of himself in front of Avril and turns to leave but as he turns the doorknob the door won't open. "Mike" Avril says while going thought her things in a suitcase "What did you come in her for SHIT." Mike gains enough courage to move away from the door and walk towards her, "Avril what did you lose," Mike asked still scared that he will get shouted at again. "Well," Avril started then pauses for a moment, "Well Mike let's not bullshit around here, you walked in and saw me playing with myself right?" Mike sheepishly shook his head but that only made Avril angry. She flips her suitcase over covering the floor with clothes I Pod's and make up. Avril gets right up into Mike's face and yells at him, "Listen to me Mike you came in and saw me on that chair Playing with myself right." Mike lowers and nods his head because now he knows he is going to be sacked. Mike raises his head a bit mumbles out a sorry and goes to the door when Avril reaches up and grabs hold of his shoulder and tells him to stop. Mike turns around confused why is she telling him to wait does she want to give him a right bollocking or? He looks Avril dead in the eyes and is amazed to see she smiling back. "Right Mike you saw me fingering myself do you wanna know why," Mike shakes his head and Avril stops smiling and puts on a dominating tone of voice. "I was jerking off why because doing a show makes me hot, why does it make me hot well on stage well I think of little dickbags like you wanking away to me and that makes me so so...." Avril stops in mid sentence and kisses Mike. Mike is so stunned that this mega star is kissed him that he just stands there in awe. Avril breaks the kiss and steps back to admire Mike who is about 6ft2 well built wearing a plan white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Avril walks up to him and untucks his shirt from his jeans the pulls the shirt over Mike's head and off then she slowly gets on her knees and starts to unbutton Mike's jeans. Mike can't believe what is happening he had always dreamed of fucking Avril Lavigne and now here he was in her dressing room with Avril on her knees taking his pants off. Avril now looks at Mike's boxers and licks her lips in anticipation. She slips her hand into the waistband of his boxers and lowers them down his legs allowing his 9-inch cock to pop out and nearly hit her in the face. Avril giggles she just can't wait to feel this huge cock inside of her ready to fuck her already soaking wet pussy. She now take's Mike's dick in her hand and starts to stroke it with her index finger making it hard very quickly. Mike looks down to see his now fully erect cock just a few millimeters away from the face of one of Canada's best exports. Avril wastes no time in locking her lips around his dick and starts to suck him off. Mike groans as he feels her lips tighten on his dick he also feels her tongue lick the head of his dick nearly making him lose control and cum. Avril has now got into a rhythm and is sucking away on Mike's dick also her left hand is wrapped around the base of Mike's cock and is slowly jerking him off. Mike is now total into this loving every second she gets hold of Avril's blonde locks keeping Avril steady and her mouth round his dick. Avril responses to this piece of encouragement from Mike by tilting her head back a bit then in one move leans in and deep throats all of Mike's 9 inches letting the head of his dick brush the back of her mouth. "OHHHHHH OHHHHH AVRIL SHIT GIRL OHHHHHHHHH FUCK YEAH SWALOOW IT GIRL YYYYYYYEAHHHHHH SWALLOW IT ALL SHIT," Avril now with Mike's dick deep in her mouth now uses her toungue to lick the underside of his dick making mike shiver with this delicate yet sex driven touch. Mike lets out a fresh wave of moans that spur Avril on, "FUCK AVRIL OOOOOHHHHHHHH OOOOWWWWWWWWW YYYYYYYYESSSSSS YES AVRIL MAN FUCK AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YES." Avril's hands now no longer jacking Mike off are now massaging Mike's balls giving them a gentle squeeze bringing out yet more shoats of pleasure from Mike, "AWWWWWWWWWWW YEESSSSSSSSSSSS FUCKKKKKK FFFFFUCCCCK FUCK AVRIL BABE YES OOWWWWWWWWWWWWW." Mike is now at a complete loss his pleasure have taken over every sense in his body his cock is being sucked like mad all the way down Avril's throat while getting the underneath of his dick licked as well as all that his balls are getting rubbed so softly it feels like they will explode from the inside out. Avril suddenly stops doing everything and spits his cock out but before Mike can say anything about it Avril grips hold of his dick with her right hand and pulls it towards her mouth. When it is close enough to touch her lips she holds it still and kisses the cock head making Mike's whole dick jerk. Avril stares up at Mike and whispers, "This is my very special trick that makes all guys cum." Mike gulps in anticipation as Avril holing his dick firmly now sticks her tongue out and starts to lick Mike's cock head. The feeling of this is very intense so intense that it makes Mike's knees buckle nearly sending him crashing to the floor but Avril puts her free hand on his cheat holding him up, "OOOHHHHHH YYYYEAAAAAH YEAH AWWWWWWW OHHHHH AVRIL YESSSSSS YESSSSS OWWWWWWWW I'MMMM GONNNNNA GONNNA." Mike can hold on no longer and releases wave after wave of cum which goes all over Avril's face. Avril tries to swallow it but instead it just fly's all over her face covering her nose and lips some of his cum even drips off her fringe. Mike falls back against a table and admires his handiwork as Avril licks some of the cum off her lips. Mike smiles at the great picture of cum he put all over her face and looks around to see a towel. He picks up the white towel and throws it towards Avril who bats it away from her. Mike looks confused "What don't you want a towel?" Avril crosses her arms and pouts her lips like a spoilt child stamping her feet and shaking her head. Mike nearly bursts out laughing at the sight of this 22 year old popstar with cum dripping down her face acting like a 5 year old. "Ok," Mike says, "What's wrong." Avril uncrosses her arms and pulls off her t-shirt and throws it across the room then she goes for her jeans pulling them down her legs and kicking them off her feet. "Whoa" Mike looks on in amazement as Avril stands there in just a black strapless bra and a small pink thong. "Erm" Mike starts, "Avril I'm still not sure what you're so pissed about." Avril's face gets madder and she walks towards Mike with real purpose in her strides. Mike tries to back away but Avril forces him into a corner all of the confidence Mike had gotten from that awesome blowjob had gone away. He was once again scared of losing his job she could scream rape call the cops anything. "Avril please I," Avril puts her hand over his mouth to stop him talking and slowly turns him around and pushes him backwards onto her sofa. Avril stars at him for a sec then leans forward and whispers into his ear, "Now you will see why I got so pissed." Avril stands back up and hooks her fingers into her pink thong and ripps it clean off her body exposing her shaved pussy which already had some pre cum dripping down her inner thigh. Mike lies there in awe at seeing Avril's shaven cunt suddenly Avril reaches out and grips hold of Mike by his chin and raises his whole head up so that they are making eye contact. Avril shouts at Mike as load as she can, "I WANNA BE FUCKED RIGHT NOW." Without any warning Avril leaps up and lands right on Mike's semi hard dick the force of the blow shakes both of them but this does not stop Avril from riding his cock. Of all the things Mike thought might happen Avril getting naked and jumping on his dick was not in the top 20 yet here he was a world famous superstar was now on top of him riding him making his cock hard in an instant. Avril bucked her hips and now bounces up and down on Mike's now rock hard dick. "UH UHHHH UHHH OWWWWWWW UHHH UH," Avril is moaning deeply as her pussy is ramming into Mike's dick which nearly fills out Avril's entire pussy almost stretching it out but Avril is determined to get her much needed and wanted orgasm so she continues to push down harder on Mike's dick. If Mike had been in heaven for the past few minutes this was a sharp bump back to earth as Avril was riding him like a mad woman. Every time her ass smashed into his hips if felt like being hit with a hammer. He had tried to tell Avril that she was being too rough but she was moaning so loudly that any sound he made is just drowned out by her yells of pure pleasure. Also much to Mike's shock his dick, which was taking a whole lot of abuse, was still as hard as when he jacked off to her pictures. True this time he was fucking her but she was bouncing on him so hard Mike was sure that she was trying to break him in two. Avril's bouncing was no in full motion but she was going at such a pace that her bra strap could take no more and snapped away shooting her bra halfway across the room. "OH FUCK," Mike says as Avril carries on bouncing up and down on his cock. "PLEASE SHIT AWWWWWWWWW OWWWWWWWW AVRIL FUCK AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG SHITTTTTTT OWWWWWWWWWWWW." Avril is to lost in her own world of pleasure to hear Mike's pain and now she starts to grind her clit into Mike's dick making both of them cry out in sexual passion. Avril now feels and orgasm building up inside her and it makes grind even harder on Mike's cock. Avril tilts her head back and lets out a load long shoat and releases all over Mike's dick. A minute later Mike's dick tenses up and he also shouts out, "OHHHHHHH GOD AVRIL," and Mike lets out a stream of cum right into Avril's cunt. Avril with some effort pulls herself off of Mike and falls down to the floor panting heavily, "Oh Mike that was amazing thank you." Mike sits up rubbing his hips, which are in some pain after being viscously bounced on by Avril but still can't help but smile. "Thanks Avril but you know," Avril rolls onto her stomach and stares at Mike using her best sweet innocent little girl look which Mike lose his train of thought. "So," Avril says still lying on the floor, "What did you want me to know." Mike manages to shake the fog out his head and helps Avril to her feet, "I just wanted you to know," Mike said as he moves closer to her and whispers in her ear. "I wanna fuck you right in the ass I've jacked off to your ass for years and now I wanna bend you over and screw your asshole harder than you have ever been fucked before," Avril looks over her shoulder at Mike's embarrassed looking face smiles at him then leans herself over a chair sticking her ass out. Mike needs no formal introduction and to jerk himself off to Avril's bent over ass. Mike's cock gets hard very quickly at the sight of Avril's tight ass offering itself to him and without a second's wait he pushes his cock slowly into Avril's very tight asshole. Mike pushes his cock deeper and deeper until all 9 inches of his dick are stuffed into her ass. "OOOOOOOHHHHH AAAAHHHHHHH," Avril moans softly as her ass gets penetrated. Mike puts his hands on Avril's hips holding the young superstar steady and starts to build up a rhythm of pushing his cock in and out of her ass. Mike now really goes to work pumping Avril's ass quickening the pace. "OH OH UH UH OH FUCK UH OW OW," Avril grunts, as her ass gets ripped apart by Mike's huge dick. Now Mike really starts to go for it going faster and faster making his balls slap against the bottom of Avril's ass cheeks. Mike also digs his fingers into the flesh on Avril's ass squashing her cheeks together. The chair that Avril is leaning over nearly topples over at the force of fucking Avril is taking but that doesn't scare Avril or put her off. If anything it makes her more excited and her starts to rub her own tits hardening up her nipples as she continues to moan. "OWWWWWWWW MIKE AWWWWWWWWWWWW YES YES AWWWWWWWWWAWWWWWWWWWWW MIKE FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE MIKE," Avril screams as Mike hits just the right spot to make her cum all over her chair and a few seconds later Mike feels his cock jerk and with one final thrust deep into Avril's ass he cums to all over Avril's ass covering it in a thick layer of spunk. Mike falls backwards onto the carpet out of breath while Avril climbs onto the chair and curls up on its seat. Eventually mike sits up shakes his head as if trying to check and see if this had all been a dream. Mike slowly gets dressed while Avril falls asleep on the chair her forehead shinning with sweat. Mike stands up covers Avril up with a blanket kisses her softly on the cheek and walks away to the door still shaking his head in disbelief that he had just fucked Avril Lavigne.