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Thehouseofweird

The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« on: September 27, 2024, 11:40:33 PM »
the following is a work of fiction, none of the events have ever occurred.

The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
By The House of Weird
Starring Sabrina Carpenter


Disclaimer, this is inspired by the current tour happening right now, but as short chapters to reflect a diary. Most updates semi following a day or two after each night in theory.

Dear tour diary, how you been? I haven’t used you since my last tour. No matter, I bought this little book just for this round of shows. It’s been an exciting year for me, finishing the Eras tour opening for Taylor, topping the billboard ratings for weeks with song after song, had some fun with my boyfriend Barry….well…boy toy if I’m honest with myself. With a sort of rebrand of my image, leaning in more vintage looks and sultry vibes, embracing my sexuality helped in making this new album. This tour being announced a few weeks after the album was announced. And now, Short n Sweet is super popular like OMG, not to sound like a little girl but Disney me would go nuts finding out how successful we are now. Even if she would be a little shocked over a lot of the lyrics I use. Like it’s all still about boys and dumb love, I just talk a bit more about spreading my legs for the guy. But now here we are, my fifth tour, and my sixth album, and 29 shows to perform over 54 days.


Last night was my first show: Columbus Ohio. I spent most of my day wearing the most comfy hoodie i had, all the clothes I had lined up for the show were sexy, but intentionally tight to show my curves. Some prerecorded footage of me in a bathtub played, part of the show’s opening for each night but under all the bubbles I was in fact naked in those shots. I ran out to a sold-out stadium, the screams and cheers were near deafening if not for the earpieces I had in to muffle them out. I dare admit, revealing outfits I picked out, and all these fans cheering for how hot I looked, it was a real turn-on. Flaunting my body, wrapping them around my fingers, dropping to my knees, and bending forward to tease my ass while performing ‘Juno’, god it was thrilling. I swear during each wardrobe change, I had to resist touching myself because of how wet I was. The audience was cute too, I gave handcuffs to one boy after calling him cute. Sure it was a bit, but man I would fuck the shit out of him if given the chance.

Though I did get part of that wish after the show. A cute guy hanging out nearby, five inches taller than me at least, short cut black hair, a bit skinny but seemingly alone this night. A fair share of fanboys were expected to show up on this tour, so I took my lead and told security to escort him to my dressing room. Each concert center had different dressing rooms, this one while a little snug, gave room for privacy, the crew mostly knew I’d take an hour or so each night to entertain guests privately, this guy being no different. I teased him, asking for a little help undressing me from the last outfit I wore for the night, unzipping me, and acting as an armrest while I stepped out of the cutest platform boots, they have hearts on either side by the top, showing off a little more of my skin. Of course, the skin-toned panties came off with my stockings, pealing them down to tease him more. We had dozens but I didn’t want to rip this pair already. For being a fanboy he was quite dumbfounded I was getting naked for him. it took me asking him if he was getting naked before he actually started taking his pants off.

Now I’m not one to judge, even as a bit of a size queen I won’t rate each penis I come across. But he was, by all accounts, the most appropriate size for my first night. I felt like Goldilocks for a second, not too big, not too small, just right. The length, the girth, the stamina he had, enough to tend to my needs but not so much that I would be judging every additional hook up to him. No, I dare say he was a perfect taste of what was to cum.

Speaking of cum, he did so right in my mouth. Sucked him so well it was wild, feeling his dick pulse as it pumped out his jizz, was the least I could do, eating me out a few minutes prior, needed a little improvement, but fuck me he was very enthusiastic once it clicked with him he may never this opportunity again. All that build-up from the night, gushing away at his face. I’m still wet thinking of it. Given another hour we could get to some real magic. But tour life is only starting. Cities to visit. Dicks to suck. Maybe a girl to tease. Or dozens, who knows? The next two months are gonna be great.
No one truly knows my sexual preferences... [Insert evil laugh]
 
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Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #1 on: September 28, 2024, 11:21:04 AM »
Nice job. I like that these are quicker, fits the title perfectly. The writing is still really good btw.
 
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DanielO

Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #2 on: September 28, 2024, 07:40:46 PM »
Good premise, lots of possibilities open. Looking forward to more.
Never create anything. It will be misinterpreted. It will be chained to you and follow you the rest of your life. It will never change.

- Bob Dylan, Seven Rules for Life in Hiding.
 
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Thehouseofweird

Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #3 on: September 29, 2024, 09:30:29 PM »
Night Two: Toronto Ontario 9/25

Dear Tour Diary, after a day off for travel, we made it to Toronto, one of three shows in Canada. Glancing over a black and glittery dress we had planned, and a Maple Leaf Hockey jersey with my name and the number 24 on the back, I planned to rock some minds over my tight ass once again tonight. We had no hitches, going around and showing some Canadian pride for the city. Dropping to my knees on a heart-shaped platform, built to rise up and down. We’re using it for every show and their reactions to seeing me bending over before it rose made people go wild, I guess after the word got out from the last show they got excited to see it. Might switch it up tomorrow when we get back to the States.

But I still had to pick a boy to meet up with. Some fans had gifted me some maple syrup, for laughs or the most literal Canadian gift. I’m not sure. What I am sure, is this cute Canadian guy seemed right up my alley. Tall, only 19, looked 22 but in a good way. I made sure he was into some naughty stuff before I told him I wanted to try a thing. As he stripped me, I played with his cock, not wanting to dirty my clothes for performing. With a clean towel gifted by the stadium, I laid it over the dressing room couch and sat naked on it, licking his dick to thank him. He was a little surprised when I opened the bottle of maple syrup, tasting the sweet breakfast dressing before letting some drip down along my pert tits.

It felt weird, pouring maple syrup like I was some kind of pancake. But his tongue along my skin licking it up felt nice, cleaning me of a sugary mess, some dripping along my sides and he licked it so casually. I’ve had whipped cream on my nips before as a joke, but dabbing some syrup on each nipple and him sucking on each tit, it only made sense I rewarded him with a little sex. Condoms were a must for this tour. After a small scare last tour over a potential STD I took no chances. My go bag for all the shows has dozens of each size, Wrapping it around his cock and lube it with my tongue. Before putting it in.

Won’t lie, he was fine. My sex life in general has been so wild over the last 2-3 years that most would probably only make it to being fine on tour. But I at least like he knew what he was doing, pushing me against the couch, fucking me cleanly, I could taste some of the syrup on his lips as we kissed. He lasted only a few minutes, for being a huge fan and licking me clean, it was fine by me, my cute ass getting him hard all night no doubt. A wet wipe cleaned off any residue afterward, I might fight to have Pancakes for breakfast tomorrow so I can use more of my syrup in the way it’s meant to be used.
No one truly knows my sexual preferences... [Insert evil laugh]
 
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Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #4 on: September 30, 2024, 10:42:13 AM »
As a Canadian, this was great.
 
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Thehouseofweird

Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #5 on: October 05, 2024, 06:06:33 PM »
Night 3: Detroit, Michigan 9/26

Dear Tour Diary, I jumped up at my microphone like the last few days, a little skit we made up where we joke about how short I am. Performing for Detroit back in the States. The venue was Little Caesars Arena, I laughed over the literal cheesy joke I made to the staff wanting Little Caesars Pizza while I was there. Turns out they got it to me in five minutes flat, all piping hot…..that was a fun snack not gonna lie. Too hooked on New York Pizza having lived there for a few years now, but it was a fine treat an hour before going on stage. The performance itself was great. I pulled out a new move and just turned and bent over at a 90-degree angle. The audience behind me screamed in excitement as my bottoms went snug along my ass while I flaunted my booty to hundreds in person and thousands online no doubt.

My pick tonight reflected my height, finding myself a 6-foot 2-inch tall man who towered over my 5-foot body. Spotting him out in the halls and in a dumb thought, I asked for uppies to my dressing room. Yes, I wrote uppies, I raised my hands and felt him pick me up like I weighed nothing and he carried me away. And when I tell you, he almost did not let me touch the floor most of the time he fucked me my word. The term ragdoll could be used.

My legs felt weak, eyes rolled back into my head feeling his cock stretch me out, if I didn’t have a day off tomorrow my voice would be a bit horse for another show so soon. I came so much, he came harder, the condom almost looking like a water balloon full of cum. Not the hottest sight, but sounds fun to say. Wanting to flaunt my slutty side, I poured the semen from the condom into my mouth. I smiled and swallowed, but between you and me the pizza was much better tasting. I look forward to my two shows back in New York, I did hear my friend Olivia Holt was getting tickets to see me, curious to who else I know may be there.

No one truly knows my sexual preferences... [Insert evil laugh]
 
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Thehouseofweird

Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #6 on: October 08, 2024, 06:06:31 PM »
Night 4: New York, New York, 9/29

Dear Tour Diary….holy shit my dude was last night crazy, I only have so much time before my show tonight but let me start from the beginning.

I was doing two shows in New York City, partly because the first show was sold out. Oh yeah, I sold out fucking Madison Square Garden! Do you know how wild it has to be to sell out MGS? And need a second performance to add to it? I also need to film a little thing for Jimmy Fallon this week before the next show after tonight but that’s not the point. The point, was last night, amongst all I performed for, I had Selena Gomez in the VIP Booth! Like fuck me silly having her watch me perform was like a childhood dream come true. I laid on the stage tempted to spread my legs for all to see, feeling myself be raised up like any other night so far, hoping to look up at Selena in the distance. To hear she’s a fan was incredible. I’ve met her a few times but to go from me fangirling her to her fangirling me? I had to at least say hi to her right?

Well when the show was over and I said my hellos to a few people, I was able to get ahold of Selena. She was a bit drunk, but not too drunk she wasn’t aware of her surroundings, getting very excited to see me again, the last time we met was at Taylor Swift’s birthday party last year. She pulled me in for a hug the woman being a little taller than me smothered my face with her cleavage. Not that I minded. We were just in the halls under the stage. We chatted for a few minutes and I mentioned since we’re in New York I wanted to sleep in my own bed for the night since my apartment is a few miles away. Selena insisted we could chat at my place for privacy.

And let me tell you, there was very little chatting.

Sure, I sing about not having a gay awakening, but when THE, Selena Gomez starts to feel you up, you let her. Yes, I consented, why wouldn’t I? There may be no other chance for me to do this, she wants it, I’m open to it, and yeah her boobs were incredible. I tried my hand at motorboating dem titties, don’t get the appeal to guys but eh, when in the moment I guess. We helped each other out of our clothes, her body was so fucking fine and my god, her tongue almost turned me gay. I think it’s just a lack of men with proper oral skills in the past that made me appreciate her tongue a bit more, squirming in my bed feeling her fingers curl inside my pussy while she sucked on my clit.

Her own pussy was also pretty good, not being as skilled, she still liked it when I played with her. I felt so small between her thick thighs, lapping away at her when she taught me how to make a few letters with my tongue inside to get her off. But the whole men loving big tits bit? I get it now, hers were so soft I almost used them like a pillow as we slept. Now it’s the morning after, I have Selena Gomez in my bathroom taking a shower, and I’m half tempted to join her to wash up before my show tonight….
No one truly knows my sexual preferences... [Insert evil laugh]
 
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Re: The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour
« Reply #7 on: October 09, 2024, 06:20:27 PM »
My favorite so far!
Never create anything. It will be misinterpreted. It will be chained to you and follow you the rest of your life. It will never change.

- Bob Dylan, Seven Rules for Life in Hiding.
 
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