Country Girls & Dirty Secrets

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This story is a work of fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or representative of any real individuals, including the public figures mentioned. Any resemblance to real events, actions, or personalities is purely coincidental. The depictions of real people are entirely fictional and do not reflect their actual behavior, beliefs, or personal lives.

Vol 5.- Alexandra Kay and RaeLynn

I looked up at Alexandra as she reached behind me and locked the door to the dressing room. She grabbed my hand that was close to her pack, just under her dress, and moved it down, placing it on her butt. She smiled up at me with puppy dog eyes, as she was slightly bent over and said, "Or do you not want me?"

Over the last few years, Alexandra had become a regular at the Opry and, while I wouldn't say we were friends, we definitely got along pretty well. She could sing like an angel, had an amazing body, and was honestly pretty funny.

And was wearing a mini-dress.

With lace underwear.

And had locked the door.

I felt my fingers flexing on her butt, squeezing her cheek. Alexandra smiled again as she stood up straight, her lips meeting mine in a passionate embrace. I moved my other hand to her butt as well, as Alexandra started to unzip my jeans, reaching into my boxers and wrapping around my growing cock.

As she pulled my cock out, I moved us backwards towards her makeup table. Alexandra reached behind her and pushed some of her supplies to the side, clearing a space for her to sit down as I lifted her up. With my cock out, she was using her hand to stroke my long, hard, thick shaft. At the same time, I moved my hands up to the waistband of her underwear, tugging them down her legs, revealing to me her vagina, with a slight hint of hair around it.

I put my hand on it and could instantly feel how wet she already was. Ending the kiss as we made eye contact, she said, "I've been horny all day."

"I'm glad I'm the one sent to hook up your pack," I told her as I slipped a finger inside her.

"Me too. Especially after seeing this monster. I'm sure I'm not the first girl to take advantage of it back here, am I?" She asked as she rubbed her hand up and down the full length of my cock

I looked around and laugh. It was the same dressing room I fucked Miranda Lambert in. To Alexandra, I just said, "Nope."

"Didn't think so," she responded as she pulled me forward. I pulled my finger out of her pussy as Alexandra inserted my tip and unwrapped her hand from it.

I pushed forward, sliding my cock all the way into her, as she leaned backwards on the table, putting her hands behind her to provide support. She looked down, watching my cock disappear inside her, moaning as I filled her.

I moved my hands to her wide, thick hips and started to thrust my hips back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her. She closed her eyes and moaned as I slammed into her, pushing the makeup table up against the wall over and over.

I watched her face for a minute, laughing to myself at the way it was scrunched up, her mouth open as she moaned. Continuing to slam into her, I moved my eyes down to her neck and then to chest, where the cleavage of her medium-sized breasts was visible in the low cut dress.

I moved one of my hands up until I reached her breasts. I cupped my hand over it and her dress, squeezing it as I fucked her, with my fingertips just grazing her flesh. "Oh yes. Yes! There's a zipper on the back! Yes!" Alexandra moaned out causing me to reach around her, find the zipper, and pull it down. With the back of her dress loose, Alexandra shrugged the spaghetti straps down her shoulders as I pulled down the front of her dress until her breasts and nipples were exposed.

Still thrusting my hips back and forth, my cock pumping in and out of her, I used my fingers to pinch and rub her nipples, watching as they grew hard from my touch. As I slammed into her, her breasts bounced and swayed, large enough to nearly hit her face.

"Where can I cum?" I asked Alexandra, putting my hands back on her hips.

"Inside me. Are you close?" She responded back, looking back and forth from her groin to my face.

"Yes," I told her.

"Do it, Cole. Cum inside me. Make me walk onto that stage with your cum dripping out. Do it!" She teased and pleaded.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned out, pushing deep into her, pulling her close, and feeling my cock as it exploded inside her. We stayed still, close together, sharing little kisses as I came.

We started to separate when I was done. I stepped back, my cock slipping out of her, as Alexandra fixed her dress and pulled her underwear back on. I quickly fixed her monitor pack and we exited the room together.

I took the first week of July off, spending it across the country with my family. When I got back to Nashville, I was feeling renewed and excited for life.

That was, until I worked my first event back, a charity fundraiser and dealt with an ornery artist.

I spotted her just offstage, standing stiff in a cloud of nerves and glitter. RaeLynn. I hadn't met her before, but I knew the look like something had already gone wrong tonight, and she was holding it together with sequins and stage lights.

"RaeLynn?" I asked, holding up the in-ear pack. "Need to get you wired."

She didn't even look at me at first. Just sighed hard and turned her back, lifting the edge of her jacket with a sharp flick of her wrist. "Make it quick."

I stepped behind her, clipped the pack to the back of her belt, and started threading the wire up her spine, tucking it carefully beneath her hair. She was in a full performance outfit, a glittering jacket, metallic bodysuit, and sequined shorts, and I was trying to be fast and professional. I barely brushed her lower back when she suddenly spun around, eyes blazing.

"Jesus! Seriously?" she snapped. "Don't use your job as an excuse to feel me up."

I blinked. "What? I wasn't..."

"You think I don't notice when guys try to cop a feel and act like it's part of the job?" she cut me off. "I've dealt with your type for ten years. Keep your hands to yourself, asshole."

For a second, I didn't say anything. I could've explained. Could've defended myself. But her glare was sharp enough to slice through excuses, and honestly, I didn't want to make it worse.

So I just gave a tight nod, stepped back, and walked away, leaving her in a haze of lights and anger.

Whatever she thought of me didn't matter right now. The only thing that did was getting her mic live before the band hit their first note.

RaeLynn's set went off without a hitch and she walked off to a standing ovation. Once she was out of sight of the crowd, the smile faded from her face as she ripped off her pack and rudely shoved it into my hands before walking away. I simply shrugged my shoulders, as she wasn't the first and certainly wouldn't be the last time an artist took something out on me.

The next performer was a newer band and they had some technical difficulties during their set that I quickly and professionally handled. It did involve me walking out onto the stage, something I normally tried to avoid, but I was glad when they gave me a thumbs up as I got everything working again.

After the fundraiser ended, the venue grew pretty quiet, mainly just the sounds of the stage crew tearing everything down. I was squatting down, rolling up an audio cable to store into its case, when I heard someone coming. I twisted just enough to see RaeLynn coming my way. Her footsteps were quiet, not the stomping sounds I heard from her earlier.

RaeLynn had changed her clothes from earlier. Gone was the sparkly fringe-and-denim stage fit she'd worn for her set. Now she stood in the aisle in black leggings and a sweat-damp hot pink sports bra, her blonde hair tied back in a loose ponytail that clung to her neck. The color still clung to her cheeks, either from a post-show workout or adrenaline that hadn't fully let go. She looked smaller in this lighting. More real.

As she stood next to me, I stood up, towering over the petite frame she had. She looked up at me and cleared her throat before saying, "Hey."

Very cautiously, with a bit of a confused look and tone, I replied back, "Hi?"

"I, uh..." She shifted her weight, arms crossed tightly under her chest. "I was kind of a bitch earlier."

"Ya think?" I said with a bit of a laugh.

"I just....I don't know. I was already having a bad day, missing my husband, since ya know, he's currently stationed overseas, and somebody had said something about it and it upset me. And when I felt your fingers brush against my ass, my first thought was that you were trying to grab it," she explained to me.

I nodded my head as I turned, putting the closed case on top of my equipment stack. "I guess I could see how that would lead you to calling me an asshole," I said.

"It was totally uncalled for. You were just doing your job. It was a wired pack and I've had them clipped to me a thousand times. I should have been more professional then I was," she said, following me as I went to grab another cable.

"I saw how you jumped up there and helped out the guys after me. Not a lot of audio guys would have gone to the lengths you did," she said.

"Just doing my job. At least they knew what I was doing and nobody called me an asshole," I said, with a hint of a sarcastic tease.

"Hey, I am trying to apologize!" She said with a exasperated sigh.

I nodded my head again, turning to face her as I said, "I appreciate it. I've been called worse and never received an apology before."

"Really? People can be such assholes," RaeLynn said, helping me roll up another cable.

"Right? Especially when you think they're copping a feel and all they're doing is trying to feed a wire up your back," I said, definitely teasing her now.

"Oh geez. Do I need to keep apologizing or should I just let you actually cop a feel so that you'll stop talking about it?" RaeLynn said, teasing back.

"I mean, I wouldn't complain," I told her, leaning over her to look at her butt.

"Seriously? Wow. My husband is in the military!" She said, but with a smile on her face.

"Hey, you're the one that mentioned it," I said, putting another case away.

RaeLynn stared at me for a moment before saying, "You do know what a touch could lead to."

"I'm counting on it," I told her.

She looked around at the nearly empty venue and bit her lower lip. She folded her arms under her chest before she said, "I'm sure you would enjoy that way too much. Probably wouldn't last two seconds."

"Maybe not. But you would never forget those two seconds," I said.

"You're pretty confident in yourself. How many of those people that have called you worse than an asshole have you taken home?" She asked, her eyes following me around as I made sure I had cleaned everything up.

"Hmm...none that I can remember. Do you want to be the first?" I could tell that she was definitely thinking about it, with the way her body was leaning toward me and her eyes following my every movement.

"I would say yes, but I don't think you could handle me," she said.

"Handle you? I still got some pent up frustration from being called an asshole. I think you'd be begging me to stop," I said.

"I guess there's only one way to find out," RaeLynn said, leaning up against an equipment case.

I paused what I was going and looked over at me. Staring into her eyes, it looked like she was being serious. "What about your husband?"

"Don't worry about him. He knows that I have needs and he's OK with me fulfilling those needs," she plainly said, like she'd explained it before. "As long as no feelings develop, I can do whoever I want."

Understanding what she was saying, I nodded my head as I said, "So, my place or yours?"

"Yours, cowboy. Lead the way," RaeLynn said as she picked up an equipment case and followed me out to my SUV.

A few minutes later, as I pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards my apartment, I glanced in the rear view mirror and saw RaeLynn following behind me in her car. With the street lights easily illuminating her, I laughed at what had just happened. A few hours earlier, she was calling me an asshole. Now, she was following me to my apartment. This industry was crazy.

After I let RaeLynn into my apartment, I really looked at her for the first time as she stood in my living room. Her face was round, expressive, always on the edge of a smirk. Bright blue eyes under arched brows made it hard to tell if she was amused or about to call you out. Even without much makeup, there was a natural polish to her, like confidence did most of the work. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, strands escaping at her temples.

She was small, but built in a way that made her hard to ignore, full through the chest, hips that moved with purpose, and legs that didn't quit. I don't know why I hadn't noticed how beautiful she was earlier. Probably being called an asshole didn't help.

"Yeah, this is certainly a guys apartment," RaeLynn said with a laugh, looking around at the sparse decorations and plain furniture.

I laughed along with her and said, "Yeah, well, I'm not here much. The Ryman keeps me pretty busy and when I'm not there, I'm usually picking up whatever side gigs I can get."

"It certainly looks like you've made your way around town," RaeLynn said as she examined the wall leading to my bedroom. I had taken that wall and used it as a place to put photos of me during my career. I had a picture with just about every country music artists and even some other artists that had performed in Nashville and at just about every location and venue in town. "Who has been your favorite to work with?"

I pointed to two different pictures, one with me next to George Strait and another next to Alan Jackson. "Those two, for sure. Legends and total professionals." Next I pointed to pictures of me with Carly Pearce and another of me with Maddie & Tae and said, "Them as well. Super fun."

"I could sure tell you some crazy stories about Maddie & Tae from before they got married and settled down," she said with a smirk on her face.

"Yeah? Some crazy parties?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"Crazy is one way to put it. Tae used to love to get naked and Maddie was pretty known for being pretty hands on, if you know what I mean," RaeLynn said with a giggle.

I reached down and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards me as I said, "Oh yeah? And how about little miss RaeLynn? Does she like to get naked and handsy?"

I leaned down, my mouth getting closer to hers, as she pushed up onto her tippy-toes and said, "Yes, she does."

Our lips closed together in a kiss as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed her body into mine. I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled us into my bed. Once there, RaeLynn briefly pulled away from me to say, "Just so you know, the rougher, the better. And I love being told what to do."

As we started kissing again, I moved my hands to her butt, grabbing onto her cheeks, and squeezing them tightly as I lifted her easily off the floor. I spin around to where my bed was, and dropped RaeLynn onto it, ending our kiss.

"Strip for me," I told her.

RaeLynn kneeled on my bed as she reached for her pink sports bra and pulled it up and over her head. I licked my lips as her breasts bounced and swayed before settling down. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I remembered hearing that she had a daughter, and I was impressed at how they sat after having a child. I spied a little tattoo on her right rib that read "something beautiful unbreakable." Must be a song lyric.

She sat up a little more as she pulled her black leggings down, revealing a pair of black panties. High-cut, nothing fancy, but tight around her waist, almost too small. After kicking off her leggings, she quickly pulled her underwear down before pushing all of her clothes off the bed and onto the floor.

"Now do me," I told her, glancing down at her clean-shaven vagina. RaeLynn smiled, her pearly white teeth showing, as she scooted on her knees towards me. I was still standing on the floor as I watched her reach her hands out and start to unbutton and unzip my jeans. She used her fingers to tug my jeans down, getting them to my knees, where I finished taking them off. She then ran her hands up under my shirt, rubbing my stomach and chest, before grabbing onto the bottom of it and pulling it up and off my head.

I was standing in front of her now, in only my boxers, with my hard cock forming an outline on it. RaeLynn leaned down, getting her face close to my groin, as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers, gently pulled them away from my cock, then down to my knees. I heard her moan as my long, hard, thick cock popped out, nearly hitting her in the face.

She moaned as she reached for my cock but I stopped her and said, "No hands. And you better be able to deep throat me."

RaeLynn planted her hands firmly on the bed as she wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock. I felt her tongue flicking back and forth on it before she slid her mouth down my shaft. I was surprised as she opened her mouth up wide, being able to take my full length and thickness all the way in and down her throat. When her nose was buried in my groin, she looked up me, eyes and cheeks both bulging out.

I nodded my head, giving her my approval, as she started to bob her head up and down my cock, moaning as she did so. With her sliding her full lips around my shaft, I reached down, grabbing her breast with my hand and squeezing it, alternating between both of them. I rubbed and pinched her nipples with my fingers before letting go. I then reached over her body, sliding my hand across her lower back and to her butt. I squeezed her cheeks again before rising my hand up and bringing it down sharply on her ass.

RaeLynn moaned around my cock as I spanked her over and over until both cheeks were red with my handprints on them. When I was done, I moved my hand down until I was touching her moist vagina. I rubbed her slit and pussy lips with my fingers until I pushed one inside there, holding it still as she blew me.

After a few more minutes went by, I removed my finger from her pussy, moving it up her butt and her back, spreading her juices on her until I reached her head. I wrapped my hand around her ponytail and pulled on it, getting her to stop blowing me. With her looking up at me, I said, "I want you to ride me."

As she took me out of her mouth and moved back so that I could lay on the bed, she said, "Damn, I was hoping you were going to face fuck me."

"Oh, I will later," I told her as I laid down, putting my hand on her hip as she straddled my groin, reaching down to slip my cock into her pussy.

"Oh fuck," she moaned as she slid down my cock, putting her hands on my chest to support herself. I put my hands on her hips as she started to move up and down, giving her just enough support that she could bounce herself easily on my cock. "God, you're so fucking big!"

I laughed as I watched her tiny body fucking me. Besides her breasts. They were bigger than I had anticipated them being. And I was grateful for it as I reached up and cupped both of them with my hands and started squeezing them over and over as she rode me. RaeLynn sat up straighter on my cock, taking her hands off my chest, but keeping her balance as she easily bounced on my cock. I pinched and rubbed her nipples, getting her moans to grow louder as I did so.

Moving my hands off her breasts, I put them back on her hips as I started to press my hips up, meeting hers as she came down. "Yes, yes, yes! Oh fuck! Fuck me!" RaeLynn moaned every time my thick cock stretched out her pussy. With her blonde hair and her breasts bouncing wildly as she rode me, I had the sudden urge to flip her onto her back and take over.