The Tour Diaries of Sabrina Carpenter: Short n' Sweet Tour

[Thehouseofweird]

Night 12: Minneapolis, Minnesota 10/14

Dear Tour Diary

I finally did it, I met twins in one of the Twin Cities it’s hard to explain but it’s one of those running jokes from years ago after hearing about the twin cities of Minnesota, it’s one thing to be excited to meet twins from said twin cities even if they might be tired of hearing the jokes, it’s another thing that they are almost identical, a lovely pair of guys, a few years older than me, twinning in looks physically and not in attire so I at least knew them apart…until I stripped them.

Yes I took advantage of the moment but they seemed like nice brothers, and they might have implied I’m not the first girl they shared. Having never had the pleasure of fucking twins before, it was hot to see that people were right about identical twins being truly identical, their cocks maybe a 1,000th of an inch different in size, and both tasted so good. Threesomes are something I enjoy from time to time but it’s a whole new feeling when I’m sucking on a cock, and almost the exact same one is taking me from behind. No I don’t think it’s incest, neither brother touched each other except from a high five from what I could hear. Both of them proud of fucking me.

Both of them coated my face with cum, I suppose their way of keeping it even without leaving me with a double creampie. Then again I’m stocked up with birth control so it would not matter. Unless it raises the chances of getting pregnant with twins? Oh but I’m not ready for kids yet, not while on the road non stop at least.

[Thehouseofweird]

Night 13: Nashville, Tennessee 10/16

Dear Tour Diary

Now this was something fierce, one of the biggest cities in music across the world. I’ve been here many times before both performing and visiting, yet never staying for too long. And yet here I am again, rushing through for music, but I’ve had so much fun in this city I wasn’t sure who I could be with tonight, until I landed on a cute cowgirl.

The fashionista of a lady looked as if she came right from the farm to see my show, aside from the custom made pink cowboy hat she wore, I’ve had a few given to me in the past already but not often I see one not branded with me all over it. The woman taking me to the side, letting that Tennessee drawl on her accent linger in the air, taking a clear cut lead with me. God I kinda like it, being the one seduced, more so by a woman who clearly knows what she’s doing.

I took her to bed, our lips meeting and those butterflies leaving. Not doubting for a second that my lyrics got her wanting to ride me in a different way than the horses she has. Yes she’s got horses, and I’m so upset I didn’t get the chance to go see them, I’m writing this on the way to the next location, but I gotta say, the way she straddled me last night? Even if there wasn’t a dick or a dildo in sight? Oh molly I gotta learn what they’re teaching cowgirls these days.

Still doubt I would truly be into women fully, but there’s always something that drives me a little nutty in between my legs with a girl like her who knows exactly what buttons to push, maybe that’s why I love Nashville so much, I’ve never had bad sex in that town.

[Thehouseofweird]

Night 14: St. Louie, Missouri 10/17

Dear Tour Diary

Despite my burning desires of the night prior leaving me happy and content, a part of me still felt excited for the next city, getting some writing done before hand after my last entry felt like it helped. That ever lasting fountain of musical inspiration bringing forward the concept of a new song, will I go through with it? Or let it sit there for years? I don’t know, but most of this would need to be done after the bulk of my tour is over and I can stop to record somewhere.

Spreading my legs both on and off stage was starting to get more normal in the sense of this many hook ups in such a short time. But here I was, taking in the view of my lover for the night, this slightly more pasty fellow who still impressed me with his cock, but I do admit he was a little quick to the draw. I’m fine with it, I know I could have that effect on some people, but I would have still preferred to cum before he was done. Even now as I write this, I feel that tingling sensation between my legs as my body craves an orgasm it missed out on…..hold that thought.

[Thehouseofweird]

Night 15: Raleigh, North Carolina 10/19

Dear Tour Diary, a side note.

It left my mind to update you, but I had to stop jolting down my thoughts of that lack of orgasm to go and give myself one. The group given a hotel for the night between two locations, those soft but strange bed sheets proving comfort while my hands danced along the inside and out of my vagina, no double meanings, no beating around the bush, I just spent a short while masturbating. I wasn’t thinking I needed to go find a man, I was thinking I needed to cum.

Is it strange I find self love somewhat to have better results to some end? Maybe it’s just me being used to touching myself long before I took on any partner sexually, or that genuine sense of how a stranger doesn’t know how to make me cum like I do. It does bring up the need to find a more steady man but with Barry working non stop away from me and a steady partner to travel with being hard enough as is. I think that’s why when the guys brought me someone for my post show fun, I just got to my knees and sucked him off.

Not that he complained, I give good head. Letting him hit the back of my throat before he came in my mouth. Relishing in my oral skills, he looked at me and smiled, and I swallowed. By the end like my album, it was short n sweet. Letting myself relax right now as we prepare for our next show.