Sabrina Carpenter

As you hum the tune to "Espresso" - a tune that's been stuck in your head for weeks - the room seems to pick up on that and starts to shift. You find yourself in a large hallway surrounded by people moving quickly back and forth. Seeing the large star on a door across the hall that reads "SABRINA", you push through the throngs, turn the knob and head inside, undeterred.

Once inside, you're greeted by a small ass in white lingerie in stockings. Diminutive pop sensation Sabrina Carpenter is bent over at a makeup table in her stage outfit - a white bustier, skirt, panties, stockings, and garters complimented with knee-high socks and boots. Her long blonde hair hangs down past her shoulders in loose curls as she applies pink lip gloss in the mirror. It takes her a moment or two to notice you standing by the door before she turns around.

"Can I help you?" she asks as her light blue eyes lock onto yours. Her tone is light and playful, as if she genuinely wants to know what she can do for the stranger that just burst into her private space. Given that, you decide to ditch the subterfuge and just ask for what you want.

"Well, I've got this raging hard-on, and I was wondering if you could help me out," you say with a confidence that surprises even you.

"Is that so?" she says, leaning back against the table with both palms face down, and her ass perched atop it. She crosses her legs slowly, drawing your attention there before continuing. "And you thought I could help out because...?"

She smiles as she asks the question, perhaps because she knows the answer and just wants to hear you say it. And you are more than willing to oblige. "Well, you're always talking about how much you need good dick. It's kinda, like, your whole thing." You pause as she bites her lip but she doesn't stop you. "I saw you mimed a blowjob on stage, so I figured maybe you could take care of this for me?"

With that, you drop your pants to your ankles and step out of them, allowing Sabrina her first look at your erection. "Oooh, that's nice!" she offers, standing up and beginning to walk over to your spot by the door. She sidles up next to you, pressing her body into yours. One hand reaches behind you and gently locks the door with a *click* while the other grabs your thick cock - looking gargantuan in her tiny hand. "Oh my, you DO need some help, don't you, big boy?" she purrs. Her head pressed against your chest while one hand wraps around your waist, she begins to slowly stroke your uncut cock. She moves her hand from your tip, down to the base, squeezing tightly the whole way down. She pauses at the base, letting her fingers graze and tickle your balls before moving back up to repeat the process.

"Oooh!" she coos after coaxing a long, slow drop of pre-cum from you. "Can't waste that!" She quickly bends over at her waist and takes your tip between her lips. She sucks hard and lets out another muffled "ooooh!" looking up at you with a wink. You can feel her tongue twirl around you before she pops off once again, grabbing you at the base and slapping her cheek with your wet cock. She sticks out her tongue, and does the same - smacking it once, twice, three times - a sight so sexy it weakens your knees causing you to fall backwards into the door with a THUD.

Encouraged by your loss of equilibrium, Sabrina stuffs you back into her mouth and continues sucking hard - hard enough to cave her blushing cheeks. You can hear saliva swirling and bubbling in her mouth before her ruby red lips start to move further down. She pops up for a moment, and you expect her to continue teasing you. Instead, she loudly spits a glob of saliva onto your shaft, rubbing it in with her hand before quickly taking you back in her mouth and letting the blowjob continue. Hand and mouth working in unison, she hums softly while her head dips down and rotates simultaneously. Her hands start out on your thighs, pressing you backwards as your ass rests against the cold, metal door. Soon, they start to wander, drifting up your body to rub your stomach, and then your chest.

"Fuck, this feels amazing," you moan, head leaned back against the door. "You definitely live up to your reputation." You let one hand rest on top of her head while she bobs over your cock gently slurping around your hardness. Sabrina looks up at you with a wink, grabbing your other hand and moving it to the top of her head as well, encouraging you to take over.

Needing no further invitation, you grab down tight on her hair as she braces her hands against your thighs. Her wet and sloppy treatment already has you fully worked up, so you waste no time and immediately begin to roughly fuck the Grammy winner's face. "Mmmmph mmmm hmmm!" she moans around you as her body is dragged forwards and back. Your tip grazes against the entrance to her throat at first, and then moves to pounding at it relentlessly. As your hips begin to join in, they bounce against the door behind you with loud SMACK SMACK SMACK noises.

You're so lost in the moment now that you don't hear the first knock at the door. The second one is more commanding, stopping you in your tracks, holding Sabrina over your dick, frozen in place. "Hello? Miss Carpenter? Is everything OK in there?" Popping off of you with drool running down her lips, she wipes it away with the back of her hand before putting a finger to your lips in a silent "shh!". "I'm fine!" she calls out in her alluring alto. "Be out in a second!" She opens her mouth wide, letting you know you can get back to work, and you quickly push your way back into her mouth. Sliding in easily, you continue to **** her down further and further. Feeling resistance at the back of her throat, you pause for a second before pushing down hard, breaking through into her multi-talented throat.

"Oh FUCK YES! SUCK THAT DICK!" you yell, definitely giving those waiting outside a big clue to what is going on. Sabrina's white-tipped nails dig into your thighs, but she doesn't resist, trying to focus on not coughing as you cock bulges in her throat. You reach down with one hand - the other remaining atop her head - and rub yourself in her throat before gripping her chin. Prepared for the final stretch, you pump and hump Sabrina's face fervently, like a man possessed, hugging her close to your balls as your body bend over top of her.

"Fuck yes, fuck yes, FUUUUUUUUCK!" you cry out, pulling back to explode across her tongue. Blue eyes turned red, filled with tears, they widen as your tip spurts globs of thick cum onto her tongue. With complete control of her head, you soon pull her back off of you completely, and begin to liberally spray her face - cheeks, nose, chin, forehead, hair - until the pop princess is covered in sticky ropes to accompany the cum leaking from her mouth.

"God damn, you do NOT disappoint," you pant, out of breath.

Wiping cum from her eyes, sucking it off her fingers exaggeratedly, Sabrina smiles. "Oh, that wasn't even my best stuff," she offers with a flippant wave. "Stick around and I'll show you what I can really do...."