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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Taylor_Swift_(Musician)
  Relationship:
      Taylor_Swift/Justin_Bieber, Taylor_Swift/Brad_Paisley
  Character:
      Taylor_Swift, Justin_Bieber, Brad_Paisley
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-01-02 Words: 1699
****** And the Award Goes to... ******
by Nemeta
Summary
     Taylor Swift congratulates Justin Bieber after the American Music
     Awards, and puts him in his place.
A bouquet of flowers and a note awaited Justin Bieber in his hotel room at the
Hilton the night of the American Music Awards. Justin arranged his awards on
the desk and stepped back to admire them for a moment before smelling the
flowers. He slipped the note from among the stems and unfolded the paper.
“My lovely Justin,” the note read. “Congratulations on winning 4! AMAs
tonight.” A smiley face was drawn after the sentence. “Why don’t you join me in
room 416 for a little celebration. Taylor Swift.”
Justin had to read and reread the note again. Taylor Swift was actually
inviting him to her room. The mere thought of the girl made his hormones surge.
Justin took a moment to check his reflection in the bathroom mirror and fixed
his hair just so. He had to hold himself back from running down the hallway to
Taylor’s room. It wouldn’t do appear desperate. Soon he stood outside Taylor’s
door. He knocked twice and tried to look cool and casual.
“Justin! You made it!” Taylor said with a bright smile. The blonde wrapped her
arms around him for a warm hug and pulled him out of the hallway. “Come on in,”
she said.
“That was an awesome performance you did tonight,” said Taylor. She led him to
the bed where a bottle of champagne rested in a bucket of ice on the end table.
Taylor took a seat on the bed and patted beside her for Justin to join her.
“You looked very sexy.”
Justin nervously sat beside the older girl. For a brief moment his arm brushed
hers, sending electric tingles through his body. “Thanks,” he replied. “You
were stunning in that dress.”
Taylor flashed a bright smile. “Thank you.” She poured up two glasses of
champagne and offered one to the boy.
Justin reluctantly accepted the glass. “Uh, we’re not really old enough to be
drinking, Taylor,” he said.
“Oh pish-posh,” Taylor said with a giggle. She tipped her head back and sampled
the champagne. “That law doesn’t apply to award winning musicians. At least not
on the night they cleaned up at the ceremonies.”
Justin was intoxicated by the girl’s smile. “I guess you’re right,” he said.
Justin nearly choked on the half glass of champagne he downed in one gulp. He
tried to remain cool, but the bubbles tickled his nose and he had to rub it
with his fingers.
Taylor took the glass from Justin’s hand and set it on the table next to hers.
She turned on the bed to face him. “Artist of the year. That’s impressive,” she
said.
“It’s all thanks to the fans, really,” Justin said. He felt his cheeks warming
from the effects of the alcohol.
Taylor gently brushed her thumb along Justin’s cheek. “Then let me be the first
fan to properly congratulate you,” she said in a soft, purring voice. The
blonde tilted her head and softly pressed her lips to Justin’s.
Justin’s head was spinning, and he wasn’t sure if it was from the champagne or
Taylor’s kiss. He let Taylor guide him, and lightly held her arm as he returned
the kiss. Taylor’s tongue tasted his lips, and Justin opened his mouth for her.
His eyes fluttered and his mind raced as Taylor’s tongue explored his mouth.
Taylor slowly broke the sensual kiss and smiled at the boy. Looking into
Justin’s eyes, the girl said in a seductive tone, “Why don’t you sit there
while I slip into something more comfortable.” She brushed a hand along
Justin’s knee and stepped into the washroom.
Justin fidgeted on the edge of Taylor’s bed. What could she possibly have in
mind as something ‘more comfortable’? He drained the champagne left in his
glass and eagerly stared at the washroom door.
The door soon reopened, and a long, slender leg presented itself. Justin’s gaze
wandered from Taylor’s foot, all the way to her hip. She was dressed in a sheer
black teddy, and Justin felt his gaze roaming everywhere it shouldn’t. He could
clearly see Taylor’s nipples through the fabric, the soft curves of her small
chest. The triangle of hair between her thighs stood out as a darker patch
among the black material. He could feel his dick growing hard instantly.
“Taylor, you’re.. so beautiful,” he whispered.
Taylor Swift leaned over Justin and kissed him again. Her fingers pulled at his
shirt and he helped her tug it over his head. The blonde tossed it on the floor
behind her. Her fingers lightly raked over his chest, slowly working their way
down, until she unzipped and opened his pants. Justin got to his feet and
hurriedly stripped out of his pants and underwear.
Taylor stretched out on the bed and propped herself up on her side. She smiled
as Justin’s hard cock stood at attention for her. She curled her finger,
inviting Justin to come closer. As he climbed onto the bed, Taylor shifted to
lie on her back, spread her legs, and guided Justin on top of her.
Justin was incredibly nervous. His breathing came quick and ragged, and he
pressed his mouth to Taylor’s for a clumsy kiss. He had no idea what to do with
his hands until Taylor guided one to hold her breast. Taylor quietly panted
while Justin fondled her curves and brushed his fingers over her nipple.
The moment his cock brushed Taylor’s thigh was one of pure ecstasy. Justin
decided this was what heaven would feel like, his rock hard cock pressed
against Taylor Swift’s warm, smooth thigh. He didn’t even notice his member
twitching from the sensual touch.
Taylor stared up at Justin with a disgusted look on her face. “Did you just
blow your load on my leg?” she asked. She could feel the mess of Justin
Bieber’s sperm dribbling down her thigh.
“Shit,” Justin whispered. His cheeks flushed a deep red, this time from
embarrassment rather than alcohol. “I’m so sorry,” he said. He rubbed his cock
against her thigh, wanting nothing more right now than to slide it inside
Taylor’s waiting pussy.
“Clean it up,” she said with a bit of a commanding tone.
“Oh. Right,” Justin said. He moved to get off the girl.
“With your tongue,” said Taylor, as though it should be obvious. “Lick it up.”
“What?” Justin asked. He stared at Taylor, half on half off the girl. She
didn’t really say what he though she said, did she?
Taylor stared up into Justin’s eyes. “Lick your cum off my thigh,” she said.
Justin blushed again. “But that’s my…”
“What part of lick it up don’t you understand?” Taylor asked. She grabbed
Justin by the hair and pulled his face against her leg. His nose smeared into
the spatter of sperm and he caught a strong scent of it. The boy whimpered as
he very reluctantly parted his lips and let his tongue brush Taylor’s leg. He
tried to concentrate on the silky smoothness of Taylor’s thigh, but the taste
of his warm, salty spunk was too overwhelming on his tongue. He tried to
protest, but Taylor held his face against her flesh.
“Eat it,” Taylor said, seeing the sperm on Justin’s tongue. He closed his mouth
and made a face of horror as he forced himself to swallow his own jizz.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Taylor said with a smirk on her face.
“I think I’m going to puke,” said Justin. The aroma of sperm was still strong
in his mouth. “Can we screw now?”
Taylor sighed and rolled her eyes. She pushed Justin off her and climbed off
the bed. She grabbed his arm to pull him up, turned him to face away from her,
and pushed him down against the little table beside the bed. Her nearly knocked
the champagne bottle of its perch.
Justin gasped and stood on his toes when Taylor’s warm, slender fingers sought
out his cock. He moaned as her fingers danced up and down his member. She
reached lower to tease his balls, then held his shaft with a soft grip and beat
her hand up and down.
“Ooooh, fuck, Taylor,” Justin moaned. Taylor slowly stroked the boy and brushed
the tip of her tongue along his cheek.
“Are you a virgin?” she asked, nipping his ear with her teeth.
Justin blushed anew and pumped his cock into Taylor’s hand. “Umm.. well we
just..”
Taylor giggled and kissed Justin’s ear. “Cumming on my thigh does not count,
Justin,” she said.
Justin scratched at the table and moaned louder. “I think I’m going to cum
again,” he gasped.
Taylor stroked her hand faster up and down Justin’s cock. He squirmed
helplessly in her arms. Finally he grunted and released in Taylor’s hand.
Taylor stroked Justin off until she was sure he was finished. There was much
less spunk this time, but most of it was on her fingers. Justin panted in her
arms until she stuffed two fingers in his mouth.
Justin squealed and tried to pull his head away. Taylor held him by the hair
and fed him the sperm on her fingers. “Eat it,” she commanded. Justin
obediently licked his cum from her fingers. She slipped her fingers from his
mouth and made him lick her palm clean.
Justin was completely humiliated, but he was still hard from Taylor’s
attention. She didn’t appear amused in the least. “Get out,” she said.
Justin looked like a kid who had his bag of Halloween candy stolen. “What?” he
asked. Taylor thought the look in his eyes was like a puppy begging for a
treat.
“You’ve been a severe disappointment,” Taylor said. She picked up his clothes,
threw it into his arms, and pushed him naked into the hallway.
Justin ran down the hallway as fast as he could. He had to get into his room
before anyone found him in his condition. Taylor sighed and closed the door
behind him. She picked up the phone and dialed one of the other hotel rooms.
The familiar voice of Brad Paisley answered on the other end. “Hello?” he said.
“This is Taylor. Get your ass over to my room. I need a real man, bitch.”
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