Carrie Underwood: The Contest

The shower was fairly big in comparison to the rest of the small bathroom, yet it wasn't made to hold two people, but Brandon didn't complain as the lack of room forced him to be pressed against her soft backside...

Gently he moved Carrie's soaked hair to one side and bent down to place some soft kisses on the side of her neck, making her moan happily, while his hands rested on her womanly hips.

Carrie giggled slightly when his hands wandered upwards, over her tummy, up to her breasts and softly kneaded them, lightly pinching her nipples. Slowly his lips found their way to the back of her neck, from where Brandon carefully made his way downwards, along her spine. He got down on his knees behind her as he kissed the small of her back. Carrie's breath already went heavy again and she placed her hands against the wet wall and pushed her peachy bum out to give him easier access. Brandon could feel her shudder as he gently kneaded her buttocks and spread them lightly apart to continue his path along her ass-crack. Carrie let out a loud moan when he kissed her directly on her pink asshole, but he went further down, over her taint to her protruding pussy.

"Ohyes!" she breathed as his lips made first contact with her sex and she felt his tongue licking all the way from her little clit to her tight butthole, repeating this process again and again. His hands lingered down from her ass to her thighs and he began to stroke the soft wet skin of her legs while he ate her pussy.

Carrie bucked further against his face, trying to get his tongue inside her. He denied her this pleasure though and focused his attention on her outer lips, gently tugging them with his teeth and letting his tongue circle around her clit. She whimpered again at the stimulation and rested her cheek against the cold bathroom tiles while letting the water pour over her head, so she could use her hands to play with her breasts.

Having had enough of the teasing Brandon slowly pushed his tongue into her tasting her nectar right from the source, while one hand went up between her legs and started to toy with her clit.

"Ohgodyeah! Eat that pussy!" Carrie grunted, reached back and planted one hand on the back of his head to push him further into her cunt. He felt her legs shiver again already and decided to overload her senses with sensations. While his left thumb kept flicking her clit, his right hand travelled up her legs. Then he moved quickly: Swiftly he took his lips off her pussy, only to immediately ram two fingers of his right hand up her slick cunt. Before Carrie could even gasp at the intrusion he dived already back in her ass, his lips finding her asshole and he forced his tongue a bit inside.

Carrie squealed in shock as the sudden triple stimulation sent her over the edge. Her legs kicked through the air and for a second she literally sat on his face, legs flailing and her whole body shuddering, the fear of falling backwards mixing in with the sensations and making the orgasm even stronger.

She was rocked by the waves of pleasure for almost fifteen seconds before she calmed down. Her whole body was shuddering and she felt weak, yet incredibly good.

Slowly Brandon pulled his fingers from her soaked pussy and got up, a wide grin plastered on his face. Carrie almost fell to the floor when she was suddenly unsupported, but only stumbled backwards against Brandon, pressing her tight backside against his front. Smiling he lifted his juice-soaked fingers to her mouth and without thinking about it Carrie opened her mouth and sucked the mess off.

"Such a dirty little girl..." Brandon whispered into her ear before planting another little kiss on her neck, "We better get you cleaned up!" With that he grabbed a small bottle of mandarin scented body gel, squeezed a big amount into the palm of his hand and let the bottle carelessly drop to the floor.

He immediately began to lather her body up, spreading the foam over her tits, cunt and ass before he focused on her breasts, pulling on her pink stiff nipples. Carrie let her head fall back against his shoulder in enjoyment and shifted her body slightly, making her wet butt rub erotically against his rock-hard dick and trapping it in between her ass-cheeks and his stomach.

"Oooh" she cooed, her lids fluttering, "Seems I didn't take good enough care of you. Well, I don't want to seem like a bad hostess!"

With that she started to grind her bum against his rod, sending shivers along his spine with the delicious friction. His right hand wandered down from her breasts, drew a couple of lazy circles over her stomach before dropping further to cover her mound. Carrie moaned as he touched her over-sensitive flesh and her hands moved to cover his as he plunged a finger inside, while she kept grinding her hips.

She noticed how the feeling of her bum made him twitch already and it made her snicker.

"Mmmh, you like my ass, huh?" she whispered huskily, "I've seen you staring at it all day..."

With that, her left hand sneaked behind her back and she grabbed his length firmly. Guiding it downwards she lined him up, his head pressing against her pink opening, yet not popping in.

"You wanna fuck my little ass, stud?" she asked, grinning cheekily as he could do nothing but moan at the sweet torture.

"No?" Well, I guess I must have been wrong then..." she smiled innocently and pulled his dick away from her ass.

An animalistic growl escaped Brandon's throat as he wasn't able to bear the teasing any longer. Quickly he pulled his hands away from her sensitive spots and forced her to bend over by pressing his left hand against her back while he gripped his boner with his right and pushed it against her tight anal entrance.

Carrie gasped in surprise and planted her hands against the shower wall again to steady herself and yelped as Brandon roughly pushed forward.

Her sphincter was relaxed slightly after her last orgasm and the shower gel and water served as a lubricant, otherwise there wouldn't have been a chance for his dick to fit in, but now, after her ring muscle put up a slight resistance, he squeezed in.

Carrie whimpered and in a reflex reached back and grabbed his thigh to slow him down slightly. An unnecessary act, since Brandon was keen to take his time anyway, since the whole situation threatened to be too much for him: His cock in the ass of a world famous, beautiful star!

Carrie whined as he grabbed her hips and pushed his way inside her ass, inch after inch. She felt tight, much tighter than Brandon had dreamed to imagine, and feeling her butt give way to his dick was the most incredible thing he had ever experienced...

Then his pelvis pressed against her buttocks. He was buried all the way inside. Brandon lightly grabbed Carrie's throat and tilted her head back so he could whisper into her ear: "Where's my cock, Carrie!"

"Oooow, it's in my ASS!" Carrie whined, though one of her hands snaked its way down to play with her dripping cunt.

Brandon gave her ass a light spank, making the tight flesh jiggle enticingly. "Whose ass is it, baby?"

"Ohgod, it's YOURS!" she whimpered.

"That's right!" he answered with a light chuckle before he carefully began to build up a rhythm. Slowly he sped up, always trying to minimize her pain, going slower when her painful moans got too frequent. But soon her pain was replaced, giving way to an incredible feeling of pleasure that was only intensified by her manipulation of her clit.

"H-harder!"

Greg grinned, enjoying getting back at her for the earlier teasing. "Beg for it, slut!"

Carrie gave a moaning whimper, but complied. "Oh... please! Please fuck my ass harder! Fuck me in the ass like the teasing slut than I am!"

Brandon took a deep breath before he complied, picking up speed and force in his thrusts, making Carrie groan happily as the slapping sounds of his groin against her rippling buttocks filled the little bathroom.

Brandon relay railed into her now, fucking her ass at full speed while his hands wandered all over her body, fondling her boobs, caressing her stomach and kneading her ass-cheeks, spreading them apart to watch how his length rammed in and out of her asshole. Carrie continued to play with her pussy, tugging and tweaking her clit, while steadying herself against the wall with the other hand. She really enjoyed to get fucked like this, bathed in the raw pleasure and felt her tummy once again starting to knot up.

She threw herself back at him as she felt her orgasm arise; feeling already that this one was going to be big. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the tension in her muscles got unbearable and she crossed the point of no return, seconds away from cumming from getting her ass fucked like a common whore.

Brandon felt her colon clench around his dick, gripping it tighter than anything he had ever experienced. He grabbed her hips and held her when he felt her whole body tensed up. Carrie's back arched hard against him. Her hands clawed against the wet tiles of the wall, looking for something to hold on to, until she grasped the shower head. Her legs shook and twitched threatening to give way beneath her, as she squealed out her pleasure.

The contractions of her ass were too much for Brandon. With a grunt he came, shooting squirt after squirt of baby juice into her well-fucked rectum, filling her butt with his seed.

They both froze like that for a while, his dick still balls-deep in her bum, unable to move after the mind-blowing orgasms they had just experienced. After a couple of minutes Brandon's deflating member slipped from her asshole and he stood back. Without his support Carrie's legs buckled and she would have fallen if he hadn't caught her. Gently he let her slide to the floor where she sank into a shuddering heap under the warm stream of the shower.

Chuckling he stepped back, content with his work. "Well, you look like you need some time alone... I'll see you at the concert."

She gave him a little, shaky smile as he left her sitting in the shower, whistling merrily as he stepped out of the trailer. This was soooo much better than anal-beads...