Good Boy: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

"The band always comes first," she giggled, pulling at my clothes. I responded by pulling her hot sweaty body against my own, holding her close to me. Her tits pushed against my chest as my crotch pushed against her. I leaned down and kissed her, my tongue pressing just past her lips. "Mmmm."

"Let's go Av."

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The whole ride there Avril and I didn't do anything naughty. We held hands the entire trip as we sat shoulder to shoulder in the back of the black SUV. She continued to drink warm water to help sooth her throat, being it would get a second workout tonight. Gobble, gobble. Bringing her small hand to my face, I pressed my lips against the back of it, gently kissing it. Avril looked over at me and smiled, then tilted her head so it rested on my shoulder.

"Thanks for filling in."

"Thanks for asking me," I said back. It was about a twenty minute ride to the hotel she was staying at because of the festival. Traffic leaving the campus was a bitch with all the non residents who drove in. The two of us walked hand in hand into the hotel with the rest of the band ahead of us. We soon-to-be lovers took our time, knowing there was no need to rush. We'd have all night. The band had a string of rooms up and down the eighth floor. It was two to a room, Avril getting her own as usual... just like on the bus. Her manager and whoever else also had rooms down at the end of the hall. Avril slid her keycard over the lock and pushed the heavy door open, dragging her suitcase inside. Being the gentleman I am, I carried her other bag. I would have done both bags, but she wanted to hold hands.

"So how long are you stay..." Before I could finish asking my question, Avril spun me around and planted her mouth on mine, fiercely kissing me. My eyes were wide open as her tongue raped my mouth and her fingers clawed at my chest. Breaking the kiss, she pulled back and laughed.

"Not long enough." The young musician smiled giddily at me, only trying to catch me off guard with her oral attack. We stood about a foot apart next to the dresser and mirror, both of us still in our sweat dried clothes. We looked one another in the eyes, not saying anything out loud, but still having a conversation in silence. I tugged her forward slowly by her hands and gently pressed my lips against hers. My fingers interlocked with hers as we softly made out. I could taste the dried perspiration around her thin defined lips as we kissed.

"We don't need to rush it Av. We have all the time in the world," I whispered to her. "Go slow."

"Okay." Avril and I shifted across the room towards the bed. I sat down on the foot of the queen size bed, on top of the dirty floral print covers. The blanket was going to get thrown into a ball in the corner of the room before sex because it's disgusting and riddled with germs and STDs. Two things you must live by... One, never touch the comforter at a hotel. Two, you never, never leave your wingman. Avril stood in front of me looking cute as all hell. Her hair was a little messy and she looked disheveled after her performance, but still adorable. "I really like you Matt."

"I really like you too Av." She hesitated and then slowly pulled her shirt up her body, her flat stomach coming into view, then her bra covered tits. As she pulled her shirt over her head, her long blonde hair fell back down towards the floor, making it even messier than before. Her black bra stood out against her pale skin. Her fingertips were covered in fresh black nail polish and slowly traced lines across her tummy as she looked down at me.

"I want you to have me," she stated with a purpose, her voice weak and soft yet determined. "Any way you want." I looked up Avril, staring into her eyes. She acted serious, submissive. I reckoned I could do just about anything I wanted to her... within reason. She stood there waiting for me to reply or make some sort of move towards her. "Matt... any way," she reemphasized. She looked slightly uncomfortable, like one of those girls in the web porn movies who 'don't know' why the guy has a video camera or why he's asking them to just take their shirt off for a second. Finally I stood up.

"Come here." She walked the few small steps towards me. I turned her around so that she faced the mirror up above the dresser. Sliding my arms around her naked stomach, I leaned down and kissed her bare shoulder on the outside of her bra strap. Her right arm moved up and she caressed the side of my face with her hand, half assed holding it there against her. We both looked at each other in the mirror, staring lustfully into one another's eyes. My left hand snaked over her tummy to her jeans, pushing inside them. It was a tight squeeze as her jeans were snug to begin with. Her fastened studded belt didn't help either. Avril's gaze shifted back and forth between my eyes and my hand.

"Mmm," she moaned as my index finger pushed over her panty covered twat. I couldn't tell if she was horny or just sweaty as my fingers touched the damp crotch of her underwear. I began to suck on her right shoulder as my fingertips pushed against her box with a little more force. My lips pressed on her shoulder and up to her neck as I poked my index finger between her lips, pushing the damp cotton inside her vagina. Avril's head tilted to the left, away from the locked door of the suite. I could smell the sweat on her and it was intoxicating. I pushed my hips forward, rubbing my hard garbage against her firm tight little ass, shifting my eyes up so I could watch us in the mirror. She was so small standing next to me. The top of her head was about level with my chin. "Matt, let me use the bathroom first," she softly said. The two of us basically walked offstage and gotten into the car, not allowing for time to go number one.

"Okay. I want to tape us Av," I said. "We never did it before."

"There's the camera in my bag. You can get it while I'm in there." She turned and walked away to the bathroom of the suite, leaving me to rummage through her suitcase and backpack. I found the video camera on the first try, checking her backpack first, the most obvious place. She liked to make little videos to remember her tours, always keeping the camcorder readily available. Feeling bold, I put the camera on and opened the bathroom door, finding Avril standing there looking in the mirror, surprised I found it so fast. "What are you doing in here?" she asked.

"I want to watch," I said as I pointed the camera at her. She stood there in her jeans and bra, the sexiest combination.

"Watch what?"

"You go." Avril looked stunned, shooting me a questionable look. She had no idea I was into the watersports. I figured I'd ease my new fetish on her slowly, not asking her to wiz on my chest this time.

"...You like that?" she hesitated to say. I set the camera down on the counter next to the sink, pointing it at the shower so that she wouldn't suspect anything out of the ordinary. ...Besides watching her piss. I stood in front of her and looked into her eyes, slowly reaching behind her back and unhooking her bra, letting it release its hold on her tits. I pulled it off her torso as she stuck her arms out a little. I threw it over in the corner next to her sneakers which she must have taken off when she stepped into the room.

My hands found their way to Avril's breasts like it was their natural instinct. I squeezed them in my palms as I kissed her on the lips once more, licking the front of her tongue as I did so. I leaned down and kissed her left boob, sucking on her nipple as I juggled the other one in my hand. My teeth closed on the nub and my head pulled back, taking an extra second to flick my tongue across it before doing the same on the other. "Mmm," she groaned as she ran her fingers through my hair, pushing my head closer to her chest.

Moving back up her body, kissing her chest to her neck, I began to kiss her mouth a little sloppier than the last time. My hands blindly fumbled with her belt and jeans, unclasping them and pushing the down her thin legs. Avril remained in a pair of little white cotton panties, contrasting her black bra. Avril shifted around as she stepped out of her jeans, leaving them in a ball at her feet. "Hmm, I have an idea. Get in the shower," I whispered as I kissed her once more. As she bent down to remove her white socks, I took a small hand towel and laid it on the floor of the shower so that her bare feet wouldn't touch it. Ugh.

Avril stepped over the small edge of the shower. It wasn't a bathtub, but a shower stall with a lip about three or four inches tall. Her fingers slid into the waistband of her little panties, wanting to pull them down. "No. Leave them on," I said. She looked at me confused. "You said any way I want you," I reminded her. Avril stood there like a young Amy Smart in the basement scene in The Butterfly Effect. Inching to the shower, I reached forward towards her as she was less than a foot away, standing just inside the shower stall.

"Mmm," Avril moaned as my hand rubbed her pussy through her underwear. I rubbed my fingers over her entire vagina, kneading it with my palm.

"You have to go bad?" I asked as I felt her getting wet while I pushed the material against her lips, working her slit.

"Yeah."

"Go. Go now," I told her quietly as the camera pointed perfectly at her. Avril looked at me as I looked down at her pussy. She grunted a little out of nervousness for a few seconds as she stood before me somewhat pee shy. The Canadian obviously wasn't used to having a guy watch her. Finally, I saw a little yellow patch appear in the front of her panties, growing larger and larger as she relieved herself. The front of her crotch turned a faint yellow as her evacuation began to drip down her thighs, running down her legs. Avril took a step to the side, spreading her legs apart as to not soak herself. "That's it," I whispered. I reached forward and pinched her right nipple with my fingers, squeezing it hard as I pulled at her tit.

Avril locked eyes with me as I shifted my attention between her dark makeup-covered eyes and her golden pussy. "Unnn," she groaned as I pulled hard at her tit. Avril's panties were completely soaked now as she wet herself for me. The liquid dripped down her legs and trickled directly from her vagina to the towel below her. The dirty towel dampened the sound of the falling liquid and was soon covered in her warm waste as she stood there turned on and ashamed at the same time. "Mmm," the young singer groaned as she finished releasing her bladder.

"That feel good?" I asked her. Avril nodded in relief and looked me in the eyes, not sure what to do. I reached forward began rubbing her pussy through the warm, soaked, dirty white panties. "Do you like me watching you go?" I asked, my fingers pushing against her box with more force.

"Uhh. Yeaah." I forced my fingers between her labia, pushing the soaked material inside her.

"It turn you on?" I asked her as I forcefully rubbed her pussy hard.

"Mmm. Yeah," she confessed as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back in response to my teasing her genitals. I focused my attention on her clit as I rubbed my thumb over it up and down.

"You're such a dirty girl. Take em off." She slipped her fingers in the waistband and pushed them off, letting them drop to the ground, the added water weight aiding her. I noticed Avril had grown a small patch of heir above her pussy, the brown patch trimmed very neatly. "Stay there," I said as I stepped into the shower with her, standing there fully dressed, sneakers on. I rubbed her naked piss covered pussy with my right hand as I reached behind her head, grabbing a handful of her long hair, snagging a sloppy grip up close to the back of her head. Suddenly, I jerked it back somewhat playfully, forcing her to look up at me. I stuck out my tongue and licked her little lips, then kissed her fiercely as I slipped a finger inside her... as her soaked panties grew cold around her ankles. Avril parted her lips as I stuck my tongue in her mouth and licked hers, pulling back harder on her hair once more. "Turn around," I told her as I spun her around, her legs locked together as her sopping wet underwear were still around the bottom of her legs, my hand still holding a fistful of her hair.

I pulled on it once more, forcing her head back towards the ground, having the camera record us as she forgot about our plan. "Do you like pissing yourself for me?" I asked her sternly but quietly.

"Mmmm," she moaned lowly. I pulled back harder on her hair with my left hand. "Yesss."

"You're such a naughty little girl." Smack! I took my right hand, pulled back, and swung it at her ass, not forcefully spanking her, but as hard as gravity made it as my arm swung like a pendulum. Smack! I spanked her butt again, my palm slapping flat against her pale white ass cheek. Smack! I hit the left one next.

"Aaah," Avril groaned. Smack! I alternated between the two cheeks, smacking one, then running my palm up her ass and the small of her back a few inches, and finally hitting the other... going back and forth.

"You're such a dirty little girl baby." Smack! Avril's ass jiggled as my hand landed on her flesh over and over. I must have spanked her ten times on each cheek, some harder than others. "Does this turn you on?" I asked her, whispering in her ear as I tugged on the handful of hair a few times in a row.

"Mmmm. Aaah!" Smack! "Yessss."

"Do you know I recorded you peeing all over yourself?" Smack! "Does that turn you on Avril?" I asked as I gently rubbed her ass, rubbing the pain out of each red side.

"Yesss," she groaned in pleasure as she stared up at the ceiling behind her closed eyes.

"Yes what?" I whispered into her as I sucked on her right earlobe. Smack!

"Aaah!" she cried out as her ass was sore from getting spanked somewhat lightly a large number of times. "It turns me on. Turns me on so much. Mmm." Smack! "Taping me pissing myself turns me on." Smack! "Aaah!"

"What about spanking you? Does spanking your pee-covered ass turn you on?"

"Yesss." Smack! "Ahhaann!" she cried out as I hit her sore toosh hard with my palm. It stung as I hit her over and over with my hand. Her tiny firm white ass cheeks were deep red from the gentle punishment I handed out to her. Literally handed to her. The repetition is what had made it hurt, the constantly repeated light whacks.

"It's so sexy baby. You're so sexy. My sexy, dirty little girl." SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I dealt her two more hard slams per cheek, fully spanking her now.

"Aaaaaah, owww!" Avril cried out louder now, feeling the sting against her sore butt. I rubbed her ass once more, rubbing the pain out of her butt. I slid my right hand around to her pussy, running my fingertips along her slit.

"You're fucking wet baby." Avril's pink pussy was covered in her arousal, a slick coat of juice on her lips. "I didn't know this turned you on so much." I gently pressed my fingers inside her cunt, sticking my pointer and middle fingers inside her, feeling her juices allow them to slide in with ease. Avril was horny from the watersports and spanking. It was the first time she was ever willingly submissive with me and it turned me on. It turned me on when I controlled her on the tour with our post show sex, but here I was being nice and caring with the punishment. I wasn't angrily spanking her. I did it playfully and gingerly to tease her. "You're my good little girl aren't you? Yeah you are."

I felt Avril tremble and subtly shake as she leaned against me, the dirty dialogue and the diddling of her sex making her dizzy for a split second, sending waves of pleasure throughout her small body. "You're so beautiful Av... so beautiful and sexy," I whispered into her ear as I kissed her on the cheek, leaving my lips on her skin, letting them linger for a few moments.

Feeling squirrelly, I reached behind me and took down the showerhead, turning the water on, pointing the spray at Avril's crotch and legs. I stepped back out of the shower so that I would get less wet, not expecting to leave fully dry anyway. Avril stood in place as I sprayed down her legs and pussy with the shower massager. I held it to her crotch about an inch away as I changed the spray nozzle to a gentle massaging setting. As the tiny streams of hot water shot out against her, I had slipped two fingers inside her, the underside of my palm facing up. I wiggled them in a come towards me motion as the massager pumped out rounds of liquid ammo... an aqua machinegun if you will.

"Uhnnnn," Avril moaned out loudly as the pleasurable sensation of me fingering her felt heavenly when combined with the shower massager. "Oh fuck..."

"That feel good baby?" I asked her as I pointed the stream at her clit and the upper part of her swollen lips.

"Fuck... Yesss. Soo good," Avril groaned as she closed her eyes and wobbled on her feet. She went to lean back against the wall to ease her balance. Avril was sensitive to having an orgasm on her feet. She couldn't handle the sensation and her legs buckled whenever she was close to climax.

"Stand up straight baby. Stand up."

"Uhhnn. I... I... Uhhhh I can't." Avril wobbled like a drunk as I rammed my fingers inside her as I pressed the showerhead against her wet pussy. "Uhhh fuck Matt. Matt... It's so good," she moaned.

"Look at me." Avril's eyes shut tight as she panted, trying to lean her palm against the wall of the shower to support herself. "Look at me," I told her again. She opened her eyes and stared at me with a desperate look on her face. The singer looked like she was about to come from the combination of stimuli, including the recent spanking. Her blue eyes were filled with pleasure as her lips quivered. The steam from the hot water filled the bathroom and I wished there was a fan that worked stronger than the crap one on at that moment. "That's my girl," I whispered as we locked eyes.

"I wanna come. Please I'm so close," she said as she wobbled on her feet. She couldn't keep her hypnotizing eyes open as the pleasure coursed through her body. "Aaaah. Ahhh yes. Mmmmm fuck yes."

"Put your hands on top of your head. Lock your fingers together and look at me," I ordered her sternly but calmly. Avril's black tipped fingers interlocked on the top of her long golden hair and she stared holes through me as her legs were about to give out. I pumped my two fingers inside over and over, quicker as the seconds ticked away. For a minute, I pumped my digits inside her roughly, trying to shove my fist inside her if it was possible. Pushing the showerhead directly against her pink lips and clit, I playfully and roughly rubbed it over her pussy in a circular motion, continuing to ram my hand against her. "Rub yourself against it baby."

"Oooh fucccck. I need to sit... Shit Matt. I'm gonna..." Avril complied and bucked her crotch into the metallic colored shower massager as much as she could without falling. "Aaaah, aaaaahaaaa, aaaaah," she panted over and over. "Fucccccckkk!" she cried out as she collapsed forward against me, her arms barely wrapping around my shoulders in time as she fell on top of me. Her legs were like wet strands of cooked spaghetti as she hung all of her body weight on her thin arms. "Aaaaahhhhhhh!!"

"Come for me baby. Keep coming for me. You're such a good little girl," I whispered into her ear as I rubbed her swollen soaked slit with my fingers, pumping away at her sensitive genitals.

"F...F...fuck," she gritted through her clenched teeth. Avril's body trembled as she hugged me tightly, leaning into me at an awkward angle. The hot water splattered off her body onto me, soaking the front of my beige cargo shorts a bit. "...Coming..." Avril's vagina clenched on my digits as her muscles spasmed and contracted around them in ecstasy.