Sara Evans was one very sexy hot woman. She had a nice figure, an extremely pretty face, nice sexy big tits, and she just exuded "come fuck me" to any man who was near her. Sara had begun her country music career a few years earlier but she'd really hit the big times when she'd performed a duo song with Vince Gill. After that, Sara was "on the radar" and there was nowhere but up for her.

Sara gave a very wholesome and normal performance on-stage during her public concerts but it was behind the scenes that men and women got to know the true nature of Sara Evans. When Sara came off-stage after finishing a concert, she was like most of the women country music singers -- in once way she was exhausted physically but with the high excitement and tension of giving a concert her all, she was so sexually aroused and stimulated that simply "unwinding" was nowhere near enough to take care of the highly sexual condition she found herself in.

Sara had found after nearly every concert she'd given that she was physically tired but she almost always found her nipples hard from sexual arousal and her pussy as wet as it had ever been, soaking her panties or thong all the way through. She always wished that her husband was waiting for her there behind the stage to take her to the dressing room and fuck her brains out. Sometimes he was there and every single time he had been, Sara had almost dragged him to the room where she'd prepared for her performance and stripped his clothes off until she could get at his cock. Then, she'd either pull him on top of her or she'd get him on his back and mount his hard cock and slide it inside her so she could ride his manhood until they both powerfully exploded in orgasms.

Tonight Sara's husband was 500 miles away with their two children and Sara was as desperately horny after finishing her concert as she could ever remember being. She'd just given her adoring fans the concert of her life and now what she really needed was a horny man to make love to her and help her get some relief from the sexual tension and need she was feeling. Sara could feel the hard points of her nipples pressing tightly against her bra, and she didn't even have to slip her hand down in her crotch to know that her pussy was thoroughly soaked. This sexy thong she'd worn underneath her concert outfit would go straight into the dirty clothes bag when she change for the trip to their next venue.

"Rod, I don't care who he is, but I need a strong horny stud and I need him in the motor home now," Sara said to her road manager, and without saying anymore, Sara left everyone to take care of the after-concert details while she went to the motor home she traveled in. It served a lot of purposes for her and her band and traveling companions but everyone knew that immediately after a concert it was off limits because it was where Sara was getting her sexual needs met and she'd made it clear that while she didn't mind anyone knowing what was going on behind the closed doors, she didn't want to be disturbed.

Rod had just the young man already picked out for Sara's fuck. She was in her early 30's but Sara like them young. She loved having a late teens to mid-20's young man for her lover who was infatuated with her. Those were the kinds of guys who could get hard around her in a heartbeat and stay hard for 3 or 4 fucks. That was what she needed -- a hot horny stud with staying power who could deliver all the goodies that she craved.

Sara went inside her plush motor home and within 5 minutes the front door opened and her manager Rod showed a young man dressed in jeans, a cowboy hat and a Western shirt into Sara's bedroom in the back of the vehicle. Sara had already gotten out of the outfit she'd been wearing on stage and she motioned for the young stud to join her over on her bed.

"Hi, I'm so glad you could join me. Did you enjoy my concert tonight?" Sara asked as she tried to make conversation before she and this horny young stud got down and dirty.