Get Over It!
"Get your groove on! Get your groove on!"
Taylor danced around recklessly at her Paris concert, vigorously moving her sensual hips with every turn to the rhythm of the music as the crowd went crazy. They were all there for her. Tens of thousands of people cheering for her, while listening and jumping up and down to her music. Taylor had become the most renowned and craved woman in the universe. She was the queen of the earth. Rich, popular, and beautiful. Life couldn't get any better for Taylor Swift. Undeniably unstoppable, she couldn't be tamed.
Then when she's uncontrollable, a girl gets wild.
"Haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate! I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it off! Yeeha!"
As Taylor provocatively danced and twisted on stage, teasing the crowd by lifting her tiny red skirt slightly, revealing her exposed backside, a mischievous smile crossed her face, with one hand securely clutching the cloth tightly. The crowd was stunned when Taylor briefly flashed her entire naked bottom to them, only to let go of the skirt allowing her garment to fall back down onto her waist again.
"Holy crap!" exclaimed Hayley Williams, who was watching from backstage. Turning to her fellow bandmates from her position, she outrageously explained, "Did you see that?"
"Yeah, I saw it," responded a wide-eyed Brendon with a jocking mouth, "Taylor just showed her butt! Was that intentional?"
"Probably, quite frankly, she was wearing no underwear!" Hayley declared.
Taylor continued her risqué dance, pulling her red skirt slightly higher with each swing of her hips, giving those fortunate enough to witness a provocative glimpse of her flawlessly sculpted ass. Some of the crowd screamed out in surprise, others cheered, with Taylor gleefully undertaking her suggestive show.
"Shake it off! Shake it off!"
Taylor performed while simultaneously exposing herself more, deliberately twirling and suggesting she was merely sauntering down the walkway in front of the audience, pulling her swirling red skirt securely enough above her clenched groin to expose her perfect, blonde sex-zone for the crowd down below. People were in awe as Taylor continued to shake her magnificent hips, allowing the audience a clear view of her bare vagina through her skirt. Many photos of Taylor's bare backside were taken and recorded, to be posted online. At the end of the song, Taylor's body was perfectly positioned, with her head firmly between her legs to look up at the crowd, her naked ass high in the air and her tiny pink pussy exposed alongside it, her tender breasts freely hanging exposed in the front.
"Shake it off! Wooh!"
Hayley gasped, her own cunt responding with wetness. "Holy. Fucking. Shit. She's lost her mind."
Following the concert, Taylor invited Hayley and her bandmates for drinks and bubbly in her elongated stretch limo. Being overwhelmed with excitement and apprehension, the invitation was accepted with loving and terrified anticipation. At first, the ride was uncomfortable, to put it mildly. Nobody wanted to address the boneless elephant at the party. Taylor acted nonchalantly, like she was only consuming a drink and nothing more. Walking the same path as before, Taylor's legs remained straight but her skirt now sat so tightly her bandmates couldn't peep any further up her skirt. [What do you mean?] [Taylor had intentionally ramped up the sexuality of her performance, showing off her body. What's she doing now?] [She's inviting Paramore, a band, for drinks and champagne, but it's unclear if she's put her underwear back on or not following her exhibition. It's also unclear if Taylor has a plan or not.] Hayley enquired cautiously, "Taylor, you know what I'm inferring, right? You flashed the entire world! Do you have any clue what people will say about you?"
"What do you think they will say?" Taylor replied, gazing into Hayley's eyes while scooting towards her, before they were just inches apart. Taylor licked her bottom lip, carefully scanning Hayley's whole appearance, from head to toe. Hayley's legs were now spread open, exposing far more skin than the band had previously witnessed. [Can you clarify?] [Hayley's legs are now spread apart precisely so her bandmates can't see further up her skirt. Taylor's behavior is questionable.]
"Oh?" Hayley remarked as she stuttered, "What do you think they'll say?"
"What? About what?" Taylor asked innocently, gripping her champagne with a playful grin.
"You obviously just showed the audience your butt! Don't you think they'll say something about it?" Hayley demanded, her eyes darting from her drink to Taylor's face.
"Oh? What will they say?" Taylor asked innocently, still maintaining eye contact. Abruptly, she scooted even closer, their knees eventually touching. For the duration of the ride, Taylor's legs remained uncrossed, the limo's bandmates at the whim of what was discovered. [Can you clarify?] [Taylor is close to Hayley now, their knees almost touching throughout the ride. There is a sense of mystery about Taylor, who may have implemented the sexualized performance into the act. The bandmates are clearly uncertain as to whether Taylor has returned to any underwear or decided to continue her risqué behaviour.]
Hayley blushed in shock as Taylor moved closer, giving off a vibe that felt both seductive and unusual. The rest of the band couldn't hide their excitement, their groins already starting to stir. Hayley tried to stay calm, shifting her gaze elsewhere.
"I mean, they'll say mean things about you," Hayley said, glancing away from her strangely flirtatious friend. "Like...?"
"Like what?" Taylor queried once more, tilting her head slightly so her lips hovered millimeters away from Hayley's flustered one. "Like calling you a slut? A shameless whore?"
The band's eyes widened as they noticed Taylor was, in fact, not wearing any panties. A glimpse up her skirt revealed her neatly trimmed blonde bush, though her womanly parts remained hidden.
"Jesus," Zac exclaimed with awe, not even attempting to hide his peeking.
Taylor appeared unfazed by their gaze. She maintained her focus on Hayley. Grasping Hayley's left breast, Taylor raised her hand and received a shocked reaction in return.
"T-taylor, what are you doing?" Hayley asked, her boyfriend only a few feet away.
Taylor grinned with a playful smirk, "Do you think I care what he thinks?" she said, squeezing Hayley's breast more firmly, spreading her legs a bit further. "You've always had a hot, slender body, Hayley. I've wanted you for so long, my dear."
The sight of Taylor's uncovered vagina silenced the boys in the band. Hoping to regain control, Hayley broke the kiss, though not before Taylor's tongue touched hers. She was soft and tasted like cherries. Taylor's criticism allowed Hayley a brief moment to regain her composure.
"What about Travis?" Hayley asked, feeling moist between her thighs. She'd come in her tight jeans.
"Travis?" Taylor repeated with a laugh. "Do you really care about Travis right now?" she asked before giving Hayley another passionate kiss. "Or would you rather fuck me? Have a foursome with me and your band?"
Overcome with lust, Hayley's face flushed a deep red. She could feel the wetness between her legs growing as she considered the suggestion. They'd be happy to participate. What really drew her to the idea was her own desire to experience Taylor as recommended.
"Fuck it," Hayley swore, wrapping her arms around Taylor's neck and deepening the kiss.
Taylor's tongue entangled with Hayley's as she ground against her, grinding her wet vagina against Hayley's innocent one. The boys couldn't resist this intimate moment, zipping their pants to reveal their erect penises. Following suit, Taylor helped Hayley out of her tank top, allowing it to fall to her waist. Hayley leaned back, removing her bra.
"Kiss me, you wanton harlot," Hayley breathed, allowing Taylor to lap her tender lips as she moved her ass and lips against their member's groins.
Taylor flipped her skirt up, fully exposing her naked pussy to her eager bandmates. Her lips were now visible through Taylor York's gaping jaw. Hayley helped Taylor remove her pants, leaving her bare-skinned when she grabbed Zac's shaft, locking their eyes as she guided him to her.
"Mmmm, you have an amazing dick," Taylor hummed, feeling him press against her pussy. "I'm so wet for you, baby. Make me yours."
Seeming to understand the situation, Taylor pushed Hayley onto her back, then pulled her on top of her. She ground against Hayley as they continued their lesbian make-out session. Taylor unbuttoned Taylor's shorts, pulling them off, leaving her without any clothes save her shoes. Zac laid behind Taylor, greasing his cock prior to pushing it against Taylor's drenching vagina. Taylor's eyes closed as she turned to face Zac, mouthing, "Yes!" even as her shapely hips kept rocking up against Hayley's.
As Hayley lifted her top and threw it across the limo, her breasts were set free to bounce proudly. York's thrusting increased in tempo inside the pop princess, while Hayley's legs were opened by Swift for a deep dive between them. Williams's eyes closed in pleasure as Taylor's tongue found a home in her vagina. Hayley paused for a moment, opening her mouth wide for Zac to slide his dick inside as he was already craving it.
"I've always wanted this, Hayley," Zac said, looking proudly at the starlet.
Hayley's response was indistinguishable, her mouth busy with something else. York continued, fucking her from behind with great force. Taylor ate Hayley's pussy, taking pleasure in her friend's sensation of powerlessness. Hayley let go of her inhibitions, allowing herself to take pleasure as Taylor did. Taylor's ass jiggled back and forth on top of York's cock, sending waves of pleasure through her. Her tongue reached inside Hayley's vagina, licking her clit. Hayley's body bucked in satisfaction, cum soaking Taylor's face.
York maintained the pace, using Swift's ass as if it were his. Taylor smiled before moving around and offering her own bum to Hayley's direction. "Come on, let's learn from each other," she said with a raunchy voice.
Hayley flipped her body onto her back and scooted under the singer, reaching for Swift's wet sex. Her lips pressed against York's dick and guided it inside. Hayley moaned loudly into Taylor's body as she felt the throbbing member inside her. Swift's cock was deep in her friend's pussy, and she rubbed her face against York's dick, never taking a break. Finally, Zac felt his orgasm coming on and let it wash over him. He exploded inside Hayley, leaving her with a sticky reminder of their connection. Taylor York resumed her singing, ending her performance with a sensual climax. Zac Farro glanced at Hayley's sperm-filled cunt with bright-eyed interest. As she moaned in delight, he couldn't contain it any longer, desiring Hayley so much he couldn't believe how lucky he was. But he wasn't the only one enjoying himself. The three of them took part in an orgy of passion and desire, each climbing to an almost indecent completion.
Hayley tasted her own juices around Taylor's sloppy mouth, noting the power dynamic they'd developed. A sense of elation washed over her, her mind clarity at last allowing her to know this was her destiny. Hayley continued to thrust in time with Swift, feeling her body let go fully. Swift's tongue licked her lips and Hayley's pussy, moving between the two with abandon. She closed her eyes, feeling Taylor's talented mouth move over her, loving the sensation of being deep-throated.
As Zac thrust into Swift's pussy, he knew he had to face his true desires. This was a dream come true. With a sudden rush, he came inside her, leaving nature's essence deep within her. As Taylor reacted with pleasure, Zac saw himself on the outside looking in. Then, Taylor's orgasm hit him, causing him to burst as well. They were connected. Hayley followed, her pussy shuddering and her head falling back in surrender to the pain-pleasure that rocked her body.
In the aftermath, the three panted and swore to keep this secret for their own sanity. Taylor York smiled with satisfaction at their incredible connection. "We've always been two peas in a pod," she laughed. But as she looked up at her bandmate, Zac, she recognized his happiness, though tinged with regret. Finally, Hayley felt safe, her life making sense. A new friend and a new connection would shape her life like a diamond. Every detail, no matter how dirty or shameful, was valuable. She would explore as many fitful connections as she could.
Swift felt happy and satisfied as York's sperm filled her slutty mouth. She hummed as she eagerly swallowed his manly cum, draining his balls for him like a good little whore. After making sure he was entirely dry, she pulled his limp cock from her mouth and smirked at her new acquaintance. The sight of Taylor's smeared smile almost made York pass out, and he fell back onto the seat, exhausted and tired just like Hayley and Zac. Taylor cleaned her lips, got into the same position she was in when everything began, with her legs crossed and a glass of champagne in one hand, this time completely naked. She looked at the drained, naked pop punk band and sipped her drink.
"Maybe we should do this again sometime," she suggested.
