Cher: Backstage Surprise

***I know it's boring but it's my fantasy. I have my fantasies but I do not act them out.

I was always a big fan of Cher and at the same time, I've found myself really attracted to her. There was never a time when I met her but I was willing to do anything to meet her and have my sexual experience with her. So when she came into town, I sneaked backstage and got into her dressing room before everyone arrived. When people started to come in, I had to quickly hide in her closet. I took a peek out and saw Cher, changing into her costume before the show. It was the first time I was seeing her naked then I waited more til everyone else went ahead of her. She was alone in the dressing room as she started to head out til she could hear my voice. "Psst! Hey, Cher!" I whispered. She looked around to see where the voice was coming from then she took a look into her walk-in closet. I saw my chance and grabbed her arm, pulling her in. "Whoa! Hey!" she exclaimed.
I quickly got her in as I closed the door, slightly to let some light in. Suddenly, I pressed her against the wall and pull down the top of her costume to expose her breasts.
"Hey, what are you doing?" she said, trying to cover her breasts but I wouldn't let her. "No, please," her eyes starting to get misty as her voice was sounding a little frightened.
"Hey, it's ok. Take it easy. I'm not going to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you so I'm not going to."
"Oh, my god, please... please, what are you doing here?" she pleaded as she could feel me fondle her breasts.
"Just relax, Cher, I just wanna feel your tits, that's all."
"Oh, god," she moaned, as her tears were getting into her eyes. "Please, I really need to get onstage."
"Not for another 20 minutes. There's still time."
"Oh, goodness, please. Please, we shouldn't be doing this."
"Hasn't anyone ever told you what nice tits you got?"
"Please... we should stop. Please."
I noticed her nipples getting harder and erected as I stroked my fingers on them. She gasped, getting turned on by my touch but knew she had to try and stop this. "Oh, goodness... oh, this is wrong. We should stop."
"Come on, Cher, I know you like this. You've done this with your roommate, Melissa and a few women after you left Sonny."
"Well, yes, but that was a long time ago. I'm sorry but I'm not gay and I only like men. Please!"
"You look like you're getting turned on."
"Look, I know millions of people like you want to see me naked or do something like this but we shouldn't do this. Please, I need to go onstage."
"Just take a few more minutes to enjoy this." I massaged her breasts again then she started moaning.
"Ok, ok, it does feel good but this is not right. We need to stop."
"Why stop when it feels so good?"
"Oh, my god..."
"Cher, do you like something like this?" I leaned over to suck and lick on her nipples. I could hear her gasp and moan.
"Oh... oh, my god... oh... oh, no wait a minute. We can't. Please stop. We have to stop."
I kept sucking her nipples then I massaged her breasts again. Then I put my fingers under her breasts, pushing them up as I bounced them. She moaned louder. "Oh, my.... oh that feels so good." I knew just what would make her feel so good so I lifted up her breasts and kissed her under them. She gasped more going into ectasy. "Oh! Oh, yes, right there! Oh!" I moved up to kiss her. "Oh, no, no, wait, we need to stop. We can't." More tears were coming down her cheeks. "Please."
I stood up then I kissed her while I reached down to the bottom of her costume. I pulled it down and started to feel on her vagina."Oh, no, no, please... please..." I kept feeling her then massaged her breast again while still feeling her vagina.
"You like that, Cher?"
"Oh, god... please stop," she sobbed. "Please stop." I was getting the feeling that she was no longer enjoying this.
"Come on, why don't we get on the bed and finish it off?"
"No, someone might see us. Please, I need to get out there and someone will worry about me. Look, you wanted to see me naked and you wanted to touch me and now you did, ok? You got what you wanted so please let me go."
"Yeah, maybe you're right." I put her costume back on her and let her out of the closet. Cher took another minute to compose herself then joined her tour group for a group prayer before getting on the stage. "Sorry, I'm late guys. I had to fix my make up a little."David Barry, her guitarist stood by her in the group. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." David could tell she was not ok but let it go.
After the show, Cher went back into her dressing room to change and clean off her make-up. David was worried about her so he came to check on her in her dressing room, only he found her sitting down with her hands over her face as he heard her sobbing.
"Cher? Cher, what? Cher, what's wrong?" David asked.
"Oh, god..."
"What?"
"I wasn't fixing my make-up before the show. That's not why I was late."
"Well, what was it?"
"Oh, god..."
"Cher, it's ok. It's alright, whatever it is, I'm sure it can't be that bad."
"Well, at least I wasn't hurt."
"Did someone come in here and try to hurt you?"
Cher could only nod.
"Cher, what happened?"
"Well, I don't know if she was trying to hurt me but... she was just doing some things that I didn't want to do. I can't believe I let her do it!"
"Her? This was a woman?"
"Yeah. She called for me and I knew someone was in the closet and when I came into the closet to look, she pulled me in and closed the door. She closed it and started taking my costume off and... oh, god I can't even go on!"
"It's ok, Cher, it's ok."
"I think I was assaulted. The woman took everything off and touched me. She was molesting me!"
David put his arms around her. "I know, it's ok, it's ok, Cher. It's ok, it's safe in here now and you're ok." Cher was crying in his arms for a few minutes. "Do you wanna go to the hospital?"
"No. I mean, I wasn't hurt."
"Ok. We need to tell Ed and security."
"I don't know what I was thinking. I shouldn't have been here alone."
"It's ok, Cher. Come on, why don't we get Ed to take you back to the hotel, ok? Everything's going to be ok." David took Cher over to see Ed and explained the situation as he walked her to her limo as Dori, the stage manager came to them.
"Hey, is everything ok? Cher, what's wrong?"
"It's ok, Dori, she's ok. She's just a little upset. Ed will take care of her," David told her.
"What's going on? Why was she late earlier?" David took a quick look around to be sure no one was around listening to them.
"She was sexually assaulted."
"What? Is Ed taking her to the hospital?"
"No, back to the hotel. Cher wasn't raped so she's just going back to the hotel to rest. We need to talk to security and her assistant to let her know what's going on so she's more safe."
"Oh, yeah definitely. I'll take care of it."
"Ok, thanks."
The next morning, half of the tour group heard about what happened and kept checking on Cher and security increased and stayed with Cher more and escorted her to the stage from her dressing room every show without letting Cher out of their sight.

Yes it may suck, my writing sucks but it's a fantasy.