Idols Face/Off By GCC
The following is fiction and in no way meant to represent the true sexual nature of the persons mentioned below. Enjoy
The Grammy awards are known as the biggest night in all of music. Tonight was a big night for two young song birds dueling for the spotlight, both were the product of the biggest show on TV, yet each choose to focus on different kinds of music. One was focused mainly on pop and rock where as the other focus mainly on country.
Kelly Clarkson was an established success, one of the few winners of American Idol to achieve mainstream success. Carrie Underwood was just starting out on her path to mainstream success and was already a country sensational.
Till this point the two ladies really hadn't interacted much. Kelly led a very low-key lifestyle while Carrie had dated some of the most famous males in America. To an extent Carrie wanted what Kelly had, mainstream success and a long list of hit singles. So far Carrie had few hits outside of the country music scene but it wasn't for lack of trying.
Tonight was chance for both to add to their resumes. Carrie was very nervous as she walked the red carpet, and did her best to smile and maintain her pose as questions were thrown her way about her previous boyfriend who was now dating another blond singer. Carrie figured she was better off without him, and the extra attention his job brought to their relationship. She walked to red carpet alone hoping that her dress provided enough coverage for her supple breasts. The tape she placed on her nipples was not very comfortable and she found herself adjusted the dress constantly during her entrance.
Kelly on the other hand didn't seem at all bothered by the attention she got while on the red carpet. She waved affectionately at several young fans who had waited for her arrival since earlier that morning. She was shy at home but here when it mattered most she was in her element. All she kept telling herself was that she earned the attention the right was, through her music.
As the night progressed it was clear that Kelly and Carrie should have stayed at home. Neither fared well, although Kelly managed to beat out Carrie for one award best female pop vocal, the loss didn't shock Carrie, the song nominated was not her best and she knew it.
Hours passed as the two ladies waited for the show to end. Kelly glanced toward Carrie a few times during the show and actually found herself mesmerized by the Blondes beauty. The pair known each other for a few years now and Kelly never really how cute she was.
Within nearly an hour left in the shower Kelly noticed that Carrie had gotten up. The brunette followed her as she entered a dressing room far from the crowd that surrounded the lobby. A few reporters tried to speak with her but Carrie was focused on getting away. Kelly followed until Carrie entered the dressing room then waited a few minutes. It a few seconds for Kelly to realize what she was about to do. Carrie was sweat, yet Kelly was surprised by overall appeal. Just thinking about the petite blonde made Kelly moist and even more nervous. What the hell was she doing?
As she turned the knob she could hear faint crying from inside the room. Carrie froze when she saw Kelly entered the room. There was a moment where neither moved, they just stared. Two platinum artists were in a room together and neither one could speak. 20 million people watched them perform every week yet this made them nervous. Kelly spoke first before could turn away.
"Are you ok?"
Carrie turned her attention to face she saw in the mirror. Her make up was a mess her needed immediate attention and her dress was falling apart.
"I'm surprised you care?"
"Come on Carrie I'm just trying to be nice."
Carrie began to laugh sarcastically. With each heavy breathe her chest would shake, distracting Kelly momentarily. The movements were almost hypnotizing. She found feeling extremely stressed out.
"You know, not winning a Grammy isn't the worst thing that can happen to a person."
"That's right Kelly rub it in, after all you beat me didn't you."
Carrie turned and glared at Kelly, the petite blonde was on the verge of strangling Kelly and didn't care much about it.
"Don't get short with me Carrie I don't deserve it."
Kelly stepped forward so that she was only inches from Carrie's face. She so close she could see the sweat covering her forehead.
"Come on, my album outsells yours three to one and you're the one that gets the trophy what a bunch of b.s."
By now Carrie was standing face to face with her fellow idol. Without thinking Kelly moved forward and kissed Carrie deeply. The sensation of their lips touching made Kelly melt and for a moment time seemed to stand still. Carrie pulled away and instinctively slapped Kelly with all her might.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Kelly was frozen with embarrassment. What had she just done? She wasn't a lesbian, and neither was Carrie as near as she could tell.
"I have no idea."
Without saying another word Kelly left and returned to her seat. The remainder of the night went by without further incidents. Kelly watched with caution as Carrie exited the building and headed for her limo. It was no secret where she was headed all the VIP's went to a new club not far from the ceremony. Kelly followed in her own limo, wanting very much to speak with Carrie again if only to explain her actions. By now her palms were sweaty and her hands began to shake. This was not like her at all.
Relax Kelly you just want to clear the air, no big deal. All you need is two minutes. Just say your piece and leave. Of course Kelly had no idea what she would say to her once they were alone.
Once inside club Trend, Kelly set her sights on finding her fellow idol. This task was much harder than she had anticipated. Hundreds of people had packed the club and made moving near impossible. Some of music's biggest names were within an arms reach yet Kelly was only looking for one. Under typical circumstances Kelly would be intimidated but she was focused on finding Carrie and figuring out what happened.
This was the most determined she had been in months. If she didn't find Carrie, things would probably get worse for her from this point on.
After nearly an hour of looking Kelly was ready to give up. It now appeared that her search was useless. It Kelly was going to find Carrie by now it would have happened. Tears had now started to form in her eyes as Kelly made her way towards the exit. Before she reached the door, Kelly was stopped by a sharp pain in her knee. Without warning she fell and landed with a loud thud on the ground below her. This appeared to the cherry on top of a horrific evening for Kelly, sure she won a Grammy but that was not the prize she wanted.
Suddenly she felt a pair of very small hands grab her arms and pull up. In an instant Kelly was facing Carrie once again.
"You don't give up do you?"
Kelly smiled even though she was in pain.
"I wanted to explain things, before we never saw each other again."
Kelly attempted to take a few steps forward but her knee was still bothering her.
"You should probably sit down. Come on my limo isn't far."
With Carrie's help Kelly made it to the limo with little difficulty. The pain seemed to only get worse as she moved towards the limo. Carrie didn't say much until they got to the limo. Kelly was amazed by it's size, it looked like some kind of toy. This was definitely the biggest she had ever been in. Once they sat down Carrie seemed to sense what Kelly was thinking.
"I know the cars big but the label wanted me to travel comfortably. I would have been fine in beat up Camaro but this seemed to make everybody happy."
The impact of Kelly's fall now made her knee began to swell. Carrie saw this as well and her response was immediate.
"You know my hotel isn't far from here. It's probably better if you aren't alone tonight. Sure what happened earlier was strange but you're in pain and I would hate to leave you in this condition."
Kelly was shocked by Carrie's generosity but she was quickly reminded of what got her in this situation.
"I guess that would be cool."
"If it helps I have plenty of booze, and meds. Plus I have a freezer full of ice."
Kelly laughed for the first time all night. It was a pleasant feeling accept for the pain in her leg.
The drive to the hotel was much longer than Kelly had thought it would be. Every time the hit a red light, Kelly felt like screaming. Sure she was in pain but she was also extremely horny. When ever Carrie would lean close to check Kelly, she got quite a view of Carrie's perfect assets. The dress was low-cut enough that the use of tape on Carrie's nipples was not well hidden.
As they approached the hotel Kelly grew more nervous. What the hell are you doing here Kelly? This is crazy.
Carrie climbed out of the limo first and then helped Kelly to her feet. If a photographer was in the area this would have made for an odd picture, two grown women hanging onto each other, one looking drunk the other looking somewhat agitated.
In the elevator Kelly placed herself on the ground after Carrie told her it would be a long ride. This was another odd sight on a night which nobody would believe.
After exiting the elevator Kelly tried to walk on her own again and was in far too much pain. Carrie caught her before she did another face plant but she found herself face to face with the blonde's impressive cleavage. Kelly was frozen with embarrassment.
"Don't worry about it, I guess it softened your fall a little bit."
Kelly pulled away and was bright red.
"I...uh..."
"I thinks it's best we get you off your feet."
Kelly realized she couldn't protest in her condition so she followed Carrie's request.
The inside of the room was a vision to behold. A huge king sized been dominated the room and immediately drew Kelly's attention. Before they got that far Carrie placed Kelly on the couch and walked towards her bathroom.
"Let me get you some ice. Are you hungry?"
Kelly nodded that she was hungry. In fact she hadn't eaten in several hours and only remembered that fact just now. Carrie quickly disappeared and returned not too long afterwards with a bottle of aspirin.
"I think I'll hold of on that for now. Got any good booze?"
Carrie smiled and headed into the kitchen. She returned with a small bag of ice a bottle of champagne and two huge glasses.
"Here this should help you relax."
Before Carrie could open the bottle Kelly grabbed it from her and starting chugging. This was a bad call because before long most of the bottles contents ended up on the front of Kelly dress. This was another moment that created great embarrassment.
"Easy there slugger, booze only numb the pain."
Carrie grabbed the bottle and put it on the ground.
"This dress cost 10 grand I just ruined it. Could this night get any worse?"
Before Kelly could compose herself, Carrie had grabbed the ice packed and lifted Kelly's dress to expose the bruised knee. Besides the knee being visible, Carrie could also tell that Kelly had gone commando.
"Wow, that is a great shave job, did you do that on your own."
Kelly grabbed her dress and tried to stand. Before she got upright Carrie grabbed her and pulled.
"Stop trying to run, I was being nice, now just relax."
Carrie grabbed the ice pack again and placed on Kelly's leg. The cold touch of ice sent chills throughout her body. She could feel herself holding back an orgasm.
"How's that, any better?"
Kelly did feel a bit better and touch this opportunity to kiss Carrie again. This the country star didn't pull away. They locked lips and pulled at each others clothing. Carrie's dress was removed easily and left her in just a pair of 4-inch heels, diamond earrings.
Kelly was much harder to undress. Her outfit was tied around her back and because she couldn't stand, Carrie had to undress Kelly herself, like a mother undressing a child. Once Kelly was undressed Carrie stood back and admired her. This was a moment that Carrie had thought about for a while. Truth be told, Carrie often found herself masturbating during one of Kelly's videos, sometimes she pictured herself with Kelly in the videos. Now the buxom blonde was sitting in front of her stark naked and at her mercy.
Carrie admired Kelly for a few more moments then sat down in front to taste the fruits of her labor. Touch of Carrie's tongue on her pussy pushed Kelly over the limit. Any pain she felt was numbed by the feelings of ecstasy that covered her body.
"Oh shit, keep it up, you blonde bimbo. Fuck me harder make me cum all over your beautiful face. Eat my pussy!"
The encouragement she was receiving told Carrie was doing a good job. She experimented of few times when she was younger and even managed to fuck one of the idol contestants. At the time Carrie promised she would never tell and she kept that promise. But tonight she found herself fucking a former idol, in fact the most successful idol to date. Carrie envied her, and wanted be in her position some day.
"Come on baby I'm so close."
Carrie continued her assault and even began inserting fingers into Kelly's tight pussy. This new sensation was too much for Kelly to handle, she tried to control herself but her feelings were too strong.
"Here it comes..."
With a loud grunt Kelly came hard, her cum covering Carries face, tits and couch. Kelly collapsed exhausted and a bit ashamed.
"I'm so sorry."
Carrie smiled and leaned in close to her new friend.
"It's ok, but I think you have a little work to do."
Carrie pulled Kelly close and the brunette took this opportunity to licks Carrie perfect tits clean.
"That's it darling, lick my tits clean. Bite my nipples."
Kelly bit and pulled with all her might. Every time she touched Carrie's nipples the blonde shuddered a little bit. Before long, Carrie unleashed a powerful orgasm. Her warm juices spilled onto Kelly's legs and belly. She didn't seem to mind at all. She laughed as Carrie buried her head in Kelly's tits and began to nuzzle them like pillows. Their perfect shape pleased Carrie a great deal.
"So how's the knee?"
Kelly laughed then threw Carrie to the other side of the couch. She waited a moment then crawled towards her and buried her face in Carrie's cunt. The country starlet lifted herself up a bit so that her ass was resting on the arm of the couch.
"Suck my pussy, you no talent whore."
Kelly dove in and proceeded to lick Carrie clean. The mixture of sweat and cum as well as Carrie perfume created an intoxicating aroma. This only made things more fun for Kelly. Although Carrie wasn't clean shaven Kelly did mind, her dark fuzz made Kelly giggle with every touch.
"Come baby I'm so close, keep going."
Suddenly Kelly stopped, this made Carrie angry and she responded by smacking Kelly ample ass.
"Finish the job."
Kelly did as requested. She pounded Carrie with her tongue until the petite blonde groaned as orgasm ripped through her body.
"Holy shit, holy shit."
Carrie felt herself collapsing from exhaustion by Kelly was there to keep her stable. The pair held each other tight for hours until the sun peaked through the hotel rooms windows.
A few hours later they were awoken by the sound of footsteps. House keeping had arrived not realizing anyone was still left. As a young maid looked on, Carrie and Kelly couldn't keep them selves from laughing. Carrie spoke first to try and ease past this awkward moment.
"Wouldn't you like to join us?"