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Disclaimer: Rock Star belongs to Warner Brothers Pictures. This story is
not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 09/04/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Drug use, voyurism, strong language, female/female sex, female solo
sex, male solo sex, male/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Chris 'Izzy' Cole/Emily Poule/A.C.'s Wife

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This AU story is a birthday gift for Rachel Hunter, who was born
on the Nineth day of September, 1969.

Summary: After the band Steel Dragon arrives at their next road tour stop,
Emily invites A.C.'s wife over to her hotel room to offer her a shoulder to
cry on, which had suddenly turned into something else.

Dedication: Happy 37th Birthday to Rachel Hunter! -- ATK 2006
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Rock Star: To Be Your Friend
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

My name is Emily Poule and I had been in love with this handsome hunk of a
guy named Chris Cole ever since we had looked at each other's eyes for the
very first time and I'm still in love with him even after this fantastic
heavy-metal band known as Steel Dragon had gave him a call and asked him
o replace their lead singer named Bobby Beers.

And of course, even though he had became such a success on the stage with
that band for the first time and they had given him the name 'Izzy', Chris'
new bandmates had invited the both of us to go with them to an after-concert
party at this fantastic club and we were having a great time, but that was
before the band's own public relations handler named Tania Asher had popped
some sort of pill into each of our mouths and caused Chris and me to wake-up
the very next morning in a hotel room bare-ass naked and on top of some other
man or woman.

Anyway, both Chris and I were able to patch everything up between us and
gotten ourselves cleaned and dressed just in time for the both of us to join
Tania and the rest of the members of Steel Dragon -- a pair of guitarists
named Ghode and Kirk Cuddy, a drummer named A.C., a bassist named Jorgen and
a road manager named Mats -- on a road tour to promote their new album and
the arrival of their new lead singer.

And of course, even though Tania was the one woman allowed to ride on the bus
with the guys, I had wished that I was also on that bus to make sure that
Chris was doing okay, but instead, I had gotten stuck with riding in a limo
with the wives of A.C., Kirk, Ghode and Jorgen.

Anyway, even though Daphne(That's Ghode's wife)and two of the other
rocker-brides had tried to make me feel better by telling me that as long as
Chris was a member of such a hot heavy-metal group, I would have no choice,
but to share and other shit like that, I had turned my eyes towards A.C.'s
wife and noticed that she had such a sad face and I was unable to keep myself
from feeling sorry for her.

That was before the band had finally made it to its next road tour
destination and everybody had gotten themselves settled into their hotel
rooms just in time for the guys to head over to the local arena and get
every bit of their gear all set-up for that night's concert, which had
given me the right amount of time to call Rebecca (That's A.C.'s wife's
first name) and invite her over to my hotel room.

Just then, after she had walked into my hotel room and sat herself down on
the bed, Rebecca had looked at me with curiousity in her eyes and asked, "Why
did you call and ask me to come over here, Emily? What do you want from me?"

That had caused me to place my gentle hand on top of Rebecca's, take a deep
breath and answer, "Well, Rebecca. I had called and asked you to come over
here, because I had figured that you're in need of a shoulder to cry on. You
see, all I want from you is to understand that I'm here to be your friend no
matter what happens."

But then, after we had given each other a big friendly hug, both Rebecca and
I had looked at each other's eyes for a minute or two and kissed each other
ever so passionately on the lips just before I had suddenly moved my head
away from Rebecca's, cleared my throat and said, "I'm really sorry about
that, Rebecca. It's just that I don't think that we should be...!"

But just as I was about to say another word to her, a small-smiling Rebecca
had placed the tips of her fingers on my lips and said, "Sssshhhh. It's okay,
Emily. You don't have to be afraid. All you need to do now is just relax...
and enjoy it."

And then, after the both of us had given each other another deep and
passionate kiss on the lips and taken all of our clothes off, Rebecca had
started licking all over my bare-ass naked body -- all the way down to my
hot, wet pussy, carressing my firm breasts with one hand and pumping two
of her fingers in and out of her own hot, moist snatch.

Of course, that was before I had looked out of the corner of my eye and
discovered that Chris had came back from the concert rehearsals early just
to surprise me and I was afraid that he was about to be instantly jealous,
but that was before I had looked down at the lower part of his body and
noticed that he was pumping his stiff cock.

And after I had given him one of my seductive looks and slowly licked my
lips, Chris had let out a big smile, stripped off all of his clothes,
stepped out of his hiding place and placed his stone hard dick inside
Rebecca's asshole and his hands on my bare shoulders.

And then, after I had placed my hands on Rebecca's bare shoulders and said,
"Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Rebecca! Touch me! Touch me there!
Suck my wet pussy dry, while Chris fucks you in the ass! Aaaahhhh!" both
Chris and I had suddenly realized that the both of us were able to experience
something without any type of drug being entered into our systems, for once
again, both Chris and I were experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and
enjoying every minute of it.

Just then, after Chris had placed his stiff cock inside Rebecca's pussy and
started licking on my snatch, A.C.'s sexually-energized wife had placed her
hands on my bare back and yelled at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES!
THAT'S IT! DO IT, CHRIS! DO IT, EMILY! TOUCH ME! SUCK MY TITS! FUCK THE
LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after the three of us had started moving ourselves harder and
faster and our lovemaking has finally made it to the next stop on its road
tour, Chris, Rebecca and I had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell
asleep with our naked arms in a lover's embrace.

Of course, it was after we had woken ourselves from our little nap, gotten
ourselves cleaned-up and over to the local arena just in time for Chris to
go on stage with the rest of Steel Dragon and start belting-out some more of
their popular tunes that Rebecca was able enough to go back to being A.C.'s
wife.

But that was before the presures of trying to stay on top had caused a huge
rift to appear between me and Chris and Rebecca to realize that she has had
enough of A.C.'s antics and leave him for another man.

Well, after the members of Steel Dragon had finally kicked Chris out of the
band, he had came back home and the both of us were able to patch-up our
relationship, while Rebecca was finally able to enjoy a true batch wedded
bliss on an island paradise somewhere... and I really do wish her all the
happiness in the world.

THE END!

    

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