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| THE VIRGIN AND THE ROCKSTAR by Louise Megan looked at herself in the mirror. She looked beautiful. Her long blonde hair swept up behind her head in an elegant coil, with strands falling softly around her face, a dab of lipstick, just enough to emphasize her full lips. The sequined black dress hugging her curved body, the swells of her breasts showing tastefully. Tonight was the ceremony for The Brit awards, The Manics were up for two awards, best album and best group. Megan was excited and nervous, at last James had started noticing her as a woman rather than a child. Although he hadn't said anything she had caught him glancing at her, slightly bewildered and confused, she also noticed lust in his eyes. She had always been a tomboy, wearing jeans and no make up, hair pulled back into a ponytail. Tonight she was hoping to convince James once and for all that she was a grown woman and not the 'surrogate little sister' he had always believed. Megan had first met The Manics when she was fourteen. Her brothers, Phillip and Martin, were in the music business and were managing the unusual Welsh band. They were staying with Phillip and his wife, Terri, while in London trying to get a break. From the start Megan had fallen for James, in a school girl crush sort of way! James was aware of this and thought it was charming, she was a pretty girl. He came to think of her as a 'little sister' as did the rest of the band. While on school holidays she would help lug their equipment around to gigs. She came round the house when they weren't on tour, just hanging out with them. If anyone asked her what she wanted to do when she grew up, she would reply with "I'm going to marry James Dean Bradfield". Megan became very close to the band. As the years went on, her school girl crush grew into a more intense emotion. She thought she had hidden it from James but he knew, and thought it was sweet. When Megan's brother, Phillip, died of cancer, James comforted her. She had cried in his arms at Phillip's funeral, hot emotional tears drenching James's shirt. Comforting her had helped his own pain at loosing a close and dear friend. Megan had reluctantly gone to college after leaving school, a college in the West Country miles from London. She still managed to return during the holidays to help with the gigs. It seemed every time she went home James had a new girlfriend, although extremely hurt, she managed to put on a brave face and acted as if it didn't matter. He still treated her like his 'little sister' thinking her crush had long gone. Megan never stopped loving James, she moved from college to University, still in the West Country. She went out with a few boys but it never got past the second date, no one came up to James's standard in her eyes. When Richey went missing, Megan kept in constant contact with James and the band and was relived when they decided to carry on as a band a few months later. And now here she was, two years on, dressed in this beautiful dress that Nicky had helped her choose, a real Cinderella moment...Nicky was her fairy god mother. "Ahh there you are. Wow you look stunning Megan" Nicky came up to her and put his arms around her. "James will be blown away when he sees you." Megan smiled at Nicky, her heart beating slowly and heavily. "What if he doesn't want me Nick" she said, her eyes sparkling with tears ready to fall. Nicky gave her a reassuring kiss on the cheek. "Come on, the car is waiting, the rest have gone on ahead." They arrived at the theatre where the awards were being held. As they got out of the car the cameras flashed and the crowd screamed. Once inside Megan and Nicky found their table. Sean arrived with Martin. James was nowhere to be seen. Martin looked at his little sister, "Well Megan, you look lovely. Quite the young lady. I'm going to have to keep my eye on you tonight." Martin's eyes bright with admiration. "You look beautiful" Sean mumbled, slightly blushing. Megan was so nervous, she excused herself and made her way to the toilets. As she turned the corner she almost collided with James and a tall dark lady. James stopped still, stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe his eyes. "Megan" he gasped. The dark haired woman could see the effect Megan had on James and linked her arm through his. "We haven't been introduced" she said icily. James looked at Megan, she looked stunning. He took in the softly rounded curved of her breasts beneath the black sequined dress. Her hair had started to escape it's clip and several tendrils clung to the exposed curve of her throat. "This is Martin's sister, Megan" he stammered. Mixed feelings streaming through his head, his little girl had grown up, he wasn't sure if he was angry, sad or happy. She was touching a place in his emotions he didn't want to have touched by her. James looked away, he put his arm around the dark haired women. "I'll, err, see you inside Megan" and walked away without a backward glance. Megan was beside herself, hot tears were burning the backs of her eyes, "Don't cry" she hissed to herself but the tears started pouring down her cheeks. She had to get out of here, everything had gone wrong. She stumbled toward the door. Taxis were still pulling up with rockstars and their guests. She hailed one and sank into the back seat. She'd had to go, how could she stay watching that woman all over James. It hadn't occurred to her that he'd be here with a woman! Megan's whole world had come crashing around her head. She has misread the looks James had given her, he obviously didn't want her. She gave the taxi driver her address and he drove her home. Megan couldn't have been more wrong. James was in absolute turmoil, when had she grown up? She was beautiful. He'd always thought she was pretty but tonight she was something else. She had grown into a woman and tonight was the first time he had realised it. He kept looking toward the door, waiting for her to comeback, he still didn't know how he felt, happy or sad? He'd have to sort out his emotions. At that moment the lights went down and the ceremony began. THE NEXT DAY. Megan opened the door to her flat to find Nicky standing in the doorway. "I have been trying to ring you all night. Why haven't you answered your phone?" Megan walked into the kitchen, her eyes swollen and puffy from crying. "He doesn't want me Nicky" she sobbed, Nicky gathered her into his arms," He does, but he doesn't know it yet" he replied stoking her hair. "Did he go home with the dark haired woman?" Megan asked pulling back to look into Nicky's face. "He did leave with her but he was in a hell of a mood. What happened?" Megan told him what had occurred. He pulled her close to him. James is a fool he thought. "I'm going to Wales today, come and stay with us for a while, Rachel would love to see you and it will do you good. What do you say?" Megan sighed into Nicky's shoulder. Yes it would do her good. Wales always had an effect on her, perhaps it go some way to healing her broken heart. She packed a small suitcase and two hours later they were on a train heading for Wales. WALES. The sun was beating down on Megan as she walked through the Valley. It was lovely here, the countryside had a calming effect, the rolling hills, green, after the summer rain. Nicky had told of this place, it was a place where the four budding rockstars had come to talk, argue and dream. Nicky had said it was a magical place, not many people knew of it, it was quiet and peaceful, just what Megan needed. As she looked over the valley, she noticed a familiar figure walking toward her. The walk so distinct. She knew it was James. As he got nearer her stomach muscles tensed and her heart lurched against her ribs. She panicked, what could she say to him? What did he have to say to her? She decided she didn't want to hear what he had to say, he'd hurt enough. She turned and began to run in the opposite. Her heart pounding. She could hear footsteps behind, getting nearer. Suddenly, an arm was around her waist, the momentum bringing them both to the ground. Megan struggled with James, punching, kicking scratching. James used his body weight to pin her down. He was panting, sweat making his hair curl at the ends. His beautiful brown eyes filled with passion. He kissed her, a savagely passionate kiss. Megan could feel his hardness against her. Unable to help herself, Megan writhed hotly against him. "Megan, I want you so badly" the chocked words were whispered in her ear. "Oh god James, I love you" was all that Megan could reply. Swiftly, James bent his head, his mouth taking hers in a long slow kiss. His hands on her body, removing her clothes. She saw James suddenly go very still as he stared down at her nakedness. He was the only man ever to see her naked, the only man she had ever wanted to see her naked. He ran his fingers over aroused nipples then lowered his head to gently suck them. She made a soft, small sound. James pulled off his own clothes. His dark hair fanned over his chest arrowing downwards to his huge, erect penis. His hand cupped her breast, holding them, savouring the feel of the soft flesh. He kissed her again, taking possession of her mouth, his tongue thrusting hotly past her lips. His hand was parting her thighs, stroking her silky skin and making her quiver with longing, his fingertip moving erotically over her clitoris and arousing her to such a fever pitch of desire that she cried out. James positions himself between her already open thighs. Megan shuddered. This was it. The moment of intimacy she had dreamed about. She lifted her hand to his face, whispering chockily "kiss me..." Swiftly James bent his head and kissed her with such tenderness, whilst thrusting fiercely past the swollen outer lips of her sex. Megan hadn't expected pain. She clung to him, he thrust into her deeper and faster. James felt the barrier of her virginity and heard her gasp of pain. It hadn't occur to him that she was still a virgin! He looked into her flushed face with the utmost love and passion. Megan shuddered as his body stilled within hers. The pain had gone, she moved her hips, the rhythm and urgency compelling him to move with her. She heard him groan and she cried out to him in agonised pleasure. She gave herself up to him, lost in what she was experiencing. She orgasmed, making her tremble from head to toe. James came at the same moment, his hot cum spilling into her. The emotion she felt made her eyes burn with tears. James brushed her damp hair from her flushed face. "I love you Megan, I'm sorry it took me so long to realise it. I couldn't believe that you had grown up, that you're not my ' ittle sister' anymore." He held her in his arms. The gentle summer breeze blew over their naked bodies. Megan curled up against James. This valley was magical, Wales was magical and this lovely Welshman who held her tightly in his arms was magical. At long last, James was hers. She smiled and closed her eyes, contented and extremely happy. THE END. <<< Louise's stories |