Chapter 113. Madison Beer (Various Females X Reader)

The first time he'd seen Madison Beer in person was when she was on tour in London at the O2 Arena, she was performing a song from her Life Support album on stage, and when she had finished one of them, the cameras that were showing her on the screens at the side panned to the front row of the crowd, and it showed Y/N on the screen along with several of his friends in the front row that were here on a Friday night to see the show.

During the short break, it was obvious that someone in the back had said something to Madison because she had actually come over to the edge of the stage to speak to the group of them before she started the next song.

"Hey, my tour manager said that you guys were famous soccer players in London." She had said to them. "Do any of you wanna come up on the stage before the next song starts?"

"He does." Several of them all pointed at Y/N, who may or may not have had a small crush on Madison Beer, but he never expected that he'd meet her, let alone be invited up onto the stage with her.

"Come on up." Madison gestured for Y/N to come up and join her on the stage, but he wasn't exactly too sure about it, this was a music concert, he didn't think that he belonged on the stage here. "Oh come on, you're not camera shy are you?" She asked. "It'll be fun. Come on, grab my hand and get up here." She offered her hand to him, but when he did reluctantly take her hand, he tried to climb up onto the stage with her help, but the nervous sweat that had started building up on his hand made him slip out of her grasp and fall backwards of the stage, landing on his ankle with a thud.

A huge jeer came from the majority of the crowd who had all seen it happened on the two massive screens on the side of the stage with the cameras getting an excellent angle of the fall.

"Jesus, you alright man?" His friends all gathered round to help him up, while on the stage Madison looked horrified that she'd caused him to fall and hurt himself.

"No, it fucking hurts." Y/N complained, trying to put weight on his foot, but the pain was near enough unbearable to stand on.

"I am so sorry!" Madison tried to apologise to him, one hand on her head as she watched him try and walk but to no avail, having to be helped by his friends who were with him.

The second time they had met was only a few days later, where after the last show of her tour in Europe on the Saturday night, she was invited to watch a game of soccer, or football as the locals called it, in London. She received the invite from Y/N, the player whom she had accidentally hurt by letting him fall off the stage at her concert, but he assured her it was fine when giving her the tickets through instagram messages.

Though when he turned up to meet her before the match, he sure didn't look fine to her. He arrived in the box ninety minutes before the match was supposed to start, wearing one of those huge grey medical boots that go on when you break your foot or ankle and a pair of crutches that made it look a lot worse than he played it off as.

"Oh my god, you said that it wasn't bad." Madison looked mortified after seeing him wearing the boot and using crutches. "I feel so bad after convincing you to come up on stage now."

"Don't worry about this, they treat you like you're made of glass when you get injured." Y/N tried to reassure Madison. "This is all just precautionary, the swelling hasn't gone down yet, so they can't do the scan to see how bad it is."

"Still, I feel terrible about it." Madison spoke again. "Hopefully it isn't as bad as it looks from my perspective."

"Honestly, it's probably nothing, it's just a little bit sore. I'll most likely be fine after a couple of days or something." He assured her once again. "But enough about me, how's it been here in England? I hope the box is big enough for you."

"England has been great, the whole of the UK has been." Madison gushed at how great and cool it was in the UK. "Though it's not as big as some of the boxes in the US, you English do know how create an atmosphere outside."

"You should hear the place when the match starts in an hour and a half." He told her. "And I'm not English by the way, I'm from the US."

"Really? You don't sound it at all." She pointed out.

"Yeah, I was born in California, but my parents separated and I moved to England with my mom when I was four, but I did choose to play for the US Mens National Team over England though." He explained.

"Really? But aren't England so much better though?"

"The US asked me to play first." He explained. "I always said I'd play for who asked first, so the US asked, and I chose them."

"That's actually so cool, picking the US over England, is there anything else that you wanna tell me about yourself?"

"Well, not to brag, but I am the youngest ever goalscorer in the Premier League." He admitted. "I was sixteen, and that was just over two years ago."

"You're making me feel old y'know." She joked. "You're what, eighteen?" She asked and he nodded. "Wow, you're so much younger than me. Sorry, I just love seeing people getting to fulfil their dreams like you seem to be."

They spoke for almost half an hour, took a few pictures with each other for their social media before the game, with Y/N hiding the crutches and boot for the photos, then getting her to help him putting it back on before he had to leave to attend the team meeting before he'd come back to watch the match from the box. Maybe she'd even learn how soccer was played in the process.

After another fifty minutes, the match was about to start, and Y/N still hadn't come back, with slightly worried Madison, because he could've fallen or his crutches broke and he was stranded on a staircase while there was nobody to help him.

Though when her tour manager started laughing, along with the others who had been allowed in the box, she just had to ask what he was finding so funny.

"I'm sorry Mads, but he got you good." He pointed to one of the two huge screens that were hung up on either side of the ground, and on the screen they were showing the starting team, and currently on the screen was Y/N.

Confused, she moved forwards into the seating area outside the box to stand over the rail while the players were walking out the tunnel, and sure enough, when they lined up, Y/N was there on the field, looking up and waving at her from below.

"That little..."

The third time they met was much more... intimate than the other two times that they'd met, that was for sure.

Sitting on the edge of the bed , wearing a beautiful grey dress that hugged her body so tightly, her shoes were off, leaving her in a pair of white ankle socks with frills, her hair loose and messy just the way she liked it, covering her ears on each side. The short sleeves of her dress showed off her smooth arms, tanned, lean but still firm, her nails painted beautifully by her make up team, though the man on his knees between her legs was dangerously close to making her chip a nail gripping his hair if he dared to stop what he was doing.

Y/N was on his knees, his body placed between the thighs of Madison, her underwear having been pulled down her legs minutes ago, with his hands resting on the outside of her thighs, holding her somewhat steady while his head disappeared under the hem of her dress, his face all but buried into her sex, the outline of his head moving with the tight fabric of the dress as he thrust his mouth upon her.

Y/N may have been inexperienced with actually giving head to a woman, but he had seen enough porn to know what he had to do. His tongue hung outside of his mouth as he ran it over her folds, lapping up every drop of wetness mixed with his spit that there was, occasionally pressing his tongue inside and swirling around inside, with her thighs closing around his head before pulling them apart, coupled with the moans coming from her throat giving him an indication that he was doing well.

Whenever his tongue wasn't penetrating her, it was moving up and down her folds, up to her clit, which he teased with a few flicks of the tongue, which was met with her thighs tightening again, this time rubbing against his reddening ears as her thighs seemed to pull him in further as they enclosed around him.

"Come on you pretty little liar..." Madison encouraged with a hand to the back of his head to press him in deeper. "Suck on it, make me cum on your face..."

He didn't need telling twice, moving his hands from her silky smooth thighs to grab her waist, pulling her against him even more as he obliged her request and sucked on her clit, using his tongue and swirling it on her sensitive bundle of nerves as she gripped his hair and shoved him in further, beginning to grind her hips into his face at the same time.

"Fuck..." Madison groaned out as she thrust her hips up and down Y/N's pretty face, squeezing her thighs against his head, rubbing against his ears even more as his cheeks were beginning to get squished as well.

Using what little experience he had, he used his lips to suck and pull on clit, running his tongue all over it to make her go wild with her thrusting. "Fuck!" Madison finally came with a grunt and a loud moan as she gushed all over his face, keeping him in place while she rode out her orgasm on his tongue and mouth, not missing the wet patched that appeared on her grey dress as a result.

When she finally released him, she stood up and took the shirtless Y/N with her, meshing their mouths together while she undid the button on his pants before sliding them off, palming his bulge which was already rock hard through his boxers, gripping him through the fabric before she pulled away to take her dress off, letting the shoulder straps fall off and letting the dress fall with some help from him.

The bra was next to fall, leaving her completely naked in front of him, but she wasted little time in getting him naked as well, his rock hard erection springing free from its confines as they both stood there naked.

Y/N was moved to sit where Madison had been at the edge of the bed, while she grabbed a condom from the top of the nightstand, ripping it open with her teeth before moving to roll it down his cock. "It should just about fit." She remarked as she rolled it all the way down, looking uncomfortably tight on him, but he certainly didn't mind as she straddled him, one leg over each side of him before sinking down onto his length in one go thanks to her wetness.

"Oh god..." Y/N groaned at the feeling of being inside of her.

"Y/N, are you a virgin?" Madison asked before she moved any more.

"...Maybe."

Taking his head into her hands while he was currently bottomed out inside of her, she used he thumbs to stroke his cheeks. "Don't worry about it, just do your best." She told him. "It'll be okay." She assured him.

Now that was one hell of a confidence boost and motivator as he nodded his head, his cheeks burning red as his hands took residence on her waist yet again as he helped her slide up, but he didn't expect the sudden drop from her, which made him moan rather embarrassingly.

Madison smirked. "That's what you get for lying to me." She teased as she rose up once more, but instead of a hard drop, she just slid back down, helping Y/N build up a rhythm with her so he didn't burst instantly. She stared deep into his eyes as he concentrated on anything but cumming right then and there with Madison Beer sliding up and down his shaft with his assistance. Up and down, up and down, up and down she went, her slick folds parting like the red sea for him every time she sank back down onto his thick shaft, both of them building up a sweat and breathing heavily on occasion.

Eventually, doing nothing with his mouth except breath and moan was bothering him, so he dipped his head to kiss her shoulder and collarbone, pecking and smooching her smooth skin trailing across and down to her breasts, where he had her lean back a little to give him the room to dip his head further and take one of her nipples into his mouth, pulling and tugging with his lips, rolling the nub of her right breast between his teeth, feeling her finger running through his hair while her head fell back, starting to roll her hips so she wasn't impeding the sucking he was doing.

He released her right nipple and immediately moved to attack the other breast, instead sucking on the skin rather than the nipple until he left a hickey on her skin, then another and sucking and biting around her nipple until there was a hickey on each side of her nipple, four bruises in total before diving in to give her nipple the exact same treatment as the previous one.

"Mmmmmm, that's good, right there..." Madison managed to tell him through several moans that escaped her lips, his rather large and thick shaft doing a number on her insides at the moment, with every roll of her hips brushing his cock against her most sensitive spot inside of her, which in turn made her squeeze him so tightly on the inside.

Y/N hummed in pleasure against her nipple, his mouth glued to it at the moment while he tried his absolute hardest to stop himself from being milked with the riding that Madison was doing.

Suddenly, he was pushed back against the bed, laying flat on his back while she stayed upright, her palms planted on his chest with her knees either side of his torso as she lifted herself up and began to bounce on top of him.

"Oh fuck me..." Y/N's eyes started to roll, his hands moving instinctively to grip at Madison's forearms for any sort of grip at the moment, being ridden like this was incredible, the way she moved so flawlessly above him, her breasts bouncing up and down and side to side, and the way she looked down at him while biting her lip just made her even more gorgeous in his opinion.

"Y/N... Y/N..." Madison groaned out, knowing that she wouldn't be able to keep up this speed for long, she used her position to roll them over so that Y/N was above her, in the perfect position to pound into her. "I'm so close, make me cum again, please..."

That desperate look in her eyes, he just couldn't bear to let her down. "O-Okay." He nodded shakily as he used all his experience watching porn to thrust into her, pulling out and sliding in, increasing the tempo as he moved to kiss her lips once more, their tongues combining in a sloppy mess as his thick cock sloppily pounded into her.

Madison's thighs tightened around his torso as her ankles crossed across his hips, pulling him in deeper as he lost himself to the utter pleasure he was feeling at the moment, feeling her legs tighten with every thrust as he continued to pound away at her, refusing to stop or bust until he felt her cumming.

Fortunately, she did so almost as soon as he thought about it, her legs shaking as she moaned incredibly hard inside of his mouth, her walls constricting around him until he came without warning, his entire body tensing as he buried himself balls deep into her, filling up the condom with his semen as he bucked against her several times from the pure unadulterated pleasure he had just felt.

He was very quick to realise that this would definitely be one of the best nights of his life.