This is the link to that blog, where she is mentioned in many comments, by fans who have witnessed her atrocities, and some post by the blogger in the past featured much of her odd behavior, such as her apologizing for sexually harassing David and the band on twitter: http://freedavidcook.wordpress.com/
Read the most recent comments about her on this post: http://freedavidcook.wordpress.com/2011/09/19/david-cook-tour-2-where-are-the-fuc-bunnies/#comments
She can't contain her horniness for him, so she still continually talks about the size of his penis, and wanting his babies, so shamelessly as if she is clueless to her appearance. She is a shameless bully, and this blog will be her swan song...or at least continue to out her, and maybe give David Cook more ammunition for that restraining order lol...
She and many of her friends have admitted on public blogs/facebook/twitter etc, that they had no friends and no life until they met one another online after falling in love with David Cook after he won American Idol in 2009. Since then many of these unfortunate looking souls have made his life miserable and his career a laughing stock, as most recently they were laughed out of the stands at Penn State where David Cook's tour started this Sunday. She also admitted on twitter she won tickets to a private show somehow, when she already had tickets. I'm sure David was thrilled to see her, looking lovely as usual!
Here is the picture from the private concert with Gavin Degraw and David Cook:
Kim and her cow herd were apparently the talk of Penn State...read these comments...the college crowd laughed at the David Cook fans and say they would never be his fans because of these awful, women making complete fools of themselves and of his career!
This is the article from Penn State's homecoming, the unfortunate beginning of David Cook's sophomore tour, read the comments:
http://onwardstate.com/2011/10/10/a-dicklaration-of-a-good-time/
Here are some of the unfortunate Cook fans, who buy the VIP tickets for there umpteenth picture with there boyfriend...ummm, son...grandson lol! And these are not the worst ones...
http://www.mymix1079.com/Gavin-DeGraw-And-David-Cook-Private-Performance/11145329?&imageGalleryXRefId=2586957#imgXR
Here I leave you for now with some lovely photo's of Kim Powell, aka @SomberStitches on twitter http://twitter.com/#!/SomberStitches and on facebook http://www.facebook.com/galostgirl
I am a casual fan, and have only attended a couple shows the last tour...maybe I will catch one in my area this time around. But truthfully his fans and especially this woman, have turned me off to dealing with the drama of just showing up to see a good rock show. They should be ashamed of themselves, and more than that ashamed that David knows of them, and is very much ashamed of these type of fans. I do not tell anyone I am a fan, because I get laughed at every time.
This is a service I am doing for David Cook, because whenever anyone is curious about what they hear about the nutty fandom of David Cook, and google David Cook Fans, Fantards, Cooktards, Kimberleymp, Kim Powell, Kimberley Powell, and the countless other catch phrases in the multiple blogs out there, then they will find this blog and she will forever have to live with this embarrassment she caused herself.
As the tour goes on I will continue to add to this blog...I also have some of Kim's earlier tweets, blogs, posts etc that I will post in the future...I just wanted to get this blog out on Google ASAP, as David's new tour is starting up.
Feel free to email me any information, past and present that you have on Kim Powell and I will post it...it will be completely confidential. I started this blog because while online I had been getting so much dirt on Kim lately, some sent to me from other fans, I felt it was time to put her to shame, once and for eternity...at least online lol.
Enjoy...I most certainly will :)
UPDATE: Read more comments on new post at FDC from fans who had the misfortune to know Kim:
http://freedavidcook.wordpress.com/2011/10/11/david-cook-sophmoronic-tour-starts/#comments
UPDATE, Fan Fic oh yes!
Thanks to the anonymous contributors of the Kim Powell disturbing fanfic, highlighting her fantasies, sometimes using her real name lol! And post her amazing literature online publicly hoping her true love David Cook will accidently run into them. I hope his family doesn't, how embarrassing! She enjoys anal and believes David Cook doesn't have sex with real girls, but masturbates alone in his dressing room. K, all righty then...enjoy my lovlies :)
It Happened One NightMore you say? Ok...
This has not happened. I do not own David Cook. I also don’t own anyone named Emily, although I do know a couple of people named Emily, one of which the character was based upon. I am not sure if she would actually do what is depicted…
Rated NC-17
David walked into his dressing room after the show. He shut the door behind him and sank down on the sofa. He reached down and unzipped his jeans, releasing his hard cock from the confines of his jeans. Performing in front of those screaming crowds always got him hard, and he needed release.
He wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping up and down, slowly at first. He didn’t want to cum too quickly. He threw his head back and moaned, as he began pumping faster.
He heard a sound and opened his eyes to find a girl standing there watching him. He jerked his hand off his cock and looked at her. “Who are you? How did you get in here?”
“Don’t stop,” was all she said, as she came closer to him. She sat down next to him and put her hand on his thigh.
“Who are you?”
“Emily.”
“Well, uh, Emily, this is not something I usually do with an audience.”
She ran her hand up his thigh, and over his cock. “Allow me, then,” she wrapped her hand around his cock and pumped up and down. “Emily… this…” David tried to object, but his words were lost as she lowered herself to her knees and brought her lips to his cock. She ran her tongue along the slit, lapping up the pre-cum that had already formed. David moaned, despite himself. Emily ran her tongue down the underside of his shaft, twirling her tongue along the vein, before inching back up and wrapping her lips around his cock. She slowly moved her mouth down his cock, taking in a small bit at a time until she had him in as far as he could go. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, and pumped her hand as she slid her mouth up and down his cock. He threw his head back and moaned as he fisted his hands through her hair. She sucked his cock harder. He grabbed her head, thrusting his cock into her mouth, forcing her to deep throat him. She loved having him fuck her mouth, and she moaned onto his cock, causing it to jerk. “Do that again…” he gasped, and she moaned again. His cock jerked once more, as his hot liquid exploded down her throat. She swallowed it, and licked her lips. “You taste good,” she said, with a smile.
He was trying to catch his breath. “You should be punished for breaking into my room,” he said, as he quickly tried to unlace his pants so that he could get out of them. He wasn’t moving fast enough for her so she decided to help out, pulling on the laces on the one leg while he untied the laces on the other leg. Once they had them unlaced, he pulled them off and threw them to the side. Then he pushed her down on the floor, rolled her over and straddled her. He pulled her skirt and panties off her, then he hit her hard on the ass, leaving a red handprint where he smacked her. He grabbed her hips and raised her ass up off the floor. She could feel his cock, already getting hard again, pressing into her ass. He reached his hand down between her legs and entered three fingers into her wet pussy. She lowered her head and moaned, pushing against his fingers, forcing him to go deeper. Just when he had her close to the edge, he pulled his fingers out. “Oh, God, David, please don’t stop,” she moaned. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “I want to fuck your pretty little ass,” as he rubbed his wet fingers over her ass. He entered a finger into her ass, stretching it. He didn’t want to hurt her. He felt her tense up when he entered a second finger in. “Relax. Just relax. I’m trying not to hurt you.”
He felt her relax under his touch, after he was sure that she was ready for him, he took his fingers out and rubbed the head of his cock over her tight entrance. He slowly entered his cock into her ass, holding her hips. She gasped and he stopped. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah… fine… please…go on.”
He continued to slowly enter her until he was all the way inside. He slowly rocked his hips. “Move. Faster. Please.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not hurting me. Now fucking MOVE!” He grabbed her hips and rocked his hips hard against her, plunging deep inside her. He reached around and entered his fingers deep inside her pussy, doubling her pleasure. She dug her fingers into the carpet, “God… David… Yes…Fucking God…” and making noises that couldn’t be defined. He felt her tightening around his cock and he knew she was on the edge. He knew just what to do to bring her all the way over. He leaned down and bit her neck. As the orgasm hit her, she screamed so loudly, he was sure everyone in the arena could hear, but he really didn’t care. When the orgasm hit her, she tightened around his cock, causing him to explode and spill himself deep in her ass.
When he finished, he fell back against the sofa and fell to the floor. She laid on the floor trying to catch her breath. After a few minutes, when she could breathe again, she got up to find her clothes and put them on. He sat on the floor and watched her get dressed.
“How did you get in here, anyway?”
“I have a friend. I owe him one now.”
“I think I owe him one too.”
She walked back over to him and kissed him. “You were amazing. All I could have hoped for and more. Thank you.”
She started to the door.
“Wait. You’re just going to leave?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll see you again sometime,” she said, as she closed the door behind her.
I suck with titles. This is a one-shot deal. I have way too many stories in my head right now to add another one to the table. This is hopefully how August 17 (or 18th) will play out… except, I’ll be sharing my hotel room w/ 3 other girls…
Rated NC-17.
I don’t own David Cook. This is a work of fiction. Yada Yada Yada.
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She was waiting inside the hotel lobby when she saw them come in. She knew she had one chance and she better make it good. He was walking in her direction, pulling his bag behind him. Once he got close enough, she yelled out, “Dave!”
He stopped walking and turned to her, “Hi.”
“Hello, David. I don’t want to take up to much of your time. I wanted to give you this,” she handed him a small package. He opened it, and inside was a necklace, a silver guitar charm engraved with “AC” on it. There was also a piece of paper. On the paper was written “I’d love to get to know you better. My room number is 307” and her phone number. He looked up at her, curiosity in his eyes. “I don’t think…”
She kissed him on the lips. Softly, sensually, and enough to make him want more. “Just come up.”
She turned and walked to the elevator and stepped in. Then she was gone.
David stood looking at her present. “Don’t even think about it, Cook,” he thought to himself. He got on the elevator and went to his own room, which he was sharing with Michael Johns.
“What happened to you? You get lost between the lobby and the room?”
“I think I just got sexually propositioned.”
“You think? You don’t know?”
“She gave me this necklace, and this note,” he handed the note to Michael, who read it and laughed, “Dave, you definitely got propositioned. She gave you her room number and said she wanted to get to know you better. What are you doing here?”
“I don’t know if I should.”
“David. Guaranteed sex. With someone other than yourself. Again, I ask, what are you doing HERE?”
“Okay, okay. Stop pushing,” David walked to the door. “If you don’t hear from me in an hour, call my cellphone.”
“Sure. An hour,” Michael said, having no intention of interrupting David and mystery girl.
“What am I doing?” David thought as he walked to the elevator. “This is crazy.” When he reached her door, he almost turned around and left. Instead, he found himself knocking on the door. She had a surprised look when she opened the door, “I didn’t think you’d actually come. Please come in,” she said, backing up so he could enter the room.
He looked around the room, I don’t see any medieval torture devices, that’s a good sign, he thought to himself.
She was wearing a flowing dress that came down just below her knees. It was also had a very low-cut neckline, and he found himself staring at her breasts. “You like what you see?” she asked, walking up to him, “You know, all you have to do is say the word, and you could see everything.” He backed up, not realizing how close he was to her sofa, and fell right onto the sofa. She stood over him, straddling his leg. She had him trapped, but if he had really wanted to get away, he could have. She wasn’t going to do anything illegal, like force him to fuck her. He had to do it of his own freewill. She sat down on his thigh and rocked herself up and down his leg. He watched her body move, the way her breasts moved as her body rocked. She noticed the growing bulge in his pants, and she knew he wasn’t going anywhere. She wrapped her arm around his waist, and leaned in to his neck. He smelled good, like Axe and sweat. He had obviously not showered after the performance. That turned her on even more. She licked his neck, from his earlobe down to his collarbone, and back up. She began sucking on his neck, right below his earlobe. He let out a low moan. She slipped her hands under his shirt and pulled it over his head.
“Stop. Wait.” She didn’t know why he wanted her to stop, but she did what he said, “Yes?”
“You haven’t told me your name yet.”
She didn’t want to tell him her name. Her name would bring back bad memories for him, memories of a girl he was head over heels in love with until she fucked another man behind his back.
“Please. I need to know your name. I can’t do this without knowing your name.”
“Kim.”
She saw the flicker in his eyes. It was fast, but it was there. “Are you going to leave now?”
“Why?”
“Because of my name.”
“It’s just a name. You’re not her.”
She stood up, reached down and took his hand. “Come with me.” She led him to the bed. She unbuttoned his button-fly pants and lowered them, gasping when she saw he was going commando. She really shouldn’t have been surprised. His pants were so tight, there was barely enough room for his ass and his cock, much less anything else.
“Lay face down on the bed.” David did as he was told. He wasn’t usually this submissive, but something about this girl made him want to see what she had in store. She straddled his hips, leaning over to kiss the back of his neck, her breasts lightly brushing against his back. She ran her hands over his arms, as she kissed her way down his back. When she reached his ass, she lightly ran her hands over it. She had been wanting to get her hands on that ass, literally, for a very long time. She grabbed his ass, roughly kneading it with both hands, until she heard him whimper. “Did I hurt you?”
“A little pain never hurt anyone. Please, don’t stop.”
“Maybe I should kiss it and make it better,” she said, as she leaned down and ran her lips over his ass, until she couldn’t restrain herself anymore, and bit his ass. He let out a groan that was almost animalistic. Oh, he was enjoying this, she could tell that now, and she had no intention of stopping again. She kissed her way down the back of his leg, sinking her teeth into his thigh, causing him to groan again. She moved to the other leg and repeated the actions on that side.
When she moved back up to straddle him again, he had decided he’d had enough of whatever her plan was. He wanted to torture her, just as she had done him. He flipped over under her, without moving her at all. He looked at her, her dark brown eyes, her long brown hair, her breasts, trying to peek over the neckline of the dress. He ran his hands up her dress and found that he wasn’t the only one going commando tonight. He lifted the dress over her head and dropped it in the floor, then he removed the strapless bra she was wearing, and it landed right on top of the dress.
He rolled them over so that now, he was on top and in control. He kissed and nibbled her neck, rubbing his scruff against her cheek, causing her to moan his name. His hands were covering her breasts, massaging them, his fingers rolling around and pinching her nipples. He kissed all the way down her body, her breasts, her stomach, her hips, until he reached the center of her body, the one place he knew would send her over the edge. He put his hands on her thighs, spreading her legs. He looked up at her to find her gazing down at him, pleading with her eyes, to do whatever it is he wants to do. He runs his fingertips over her thighs, causing her to shudder. He ran two fingers along the lips of her pussy. “David, please…” she begged. He smiled, as he pulled her lips apart, and inserted his fingers inside her, finding her g-spot quickly. He lowered his head, his mouth finding her clit. He clamped down hard on it, sucking it, licking it. “Oh fuck… David… Fuck… Christ….God…David!” she called out his name as the orgasm hit her, she clutched the bed sheets so hard, her knuckles were turning white, but she didn’t even notice. She was flying. She couldn’t even remember her name anymore.
When the room stopped spinning and she came back down to Earth, David licked his fingers and smiled at her. He kissed her and she could taste herself on him. It was a great taste, a combination him and her mixed together. As he kissed her, he slowly entered himself inside her. “Fuck, Kim, you’re tight”. He was slightly surprised. He hadn’t been with anyone who’s pussy was that tight in a long time, and he didn’t know if he was going to be able to last awhile or not. He rocked his hips back and forth against her.
“Mmmmmmmm, David, hun?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you going to fuck me or rock me to sleep?”
“If I go faster, I won’t be able to hold out.”
“Then I guess we’ll have to go for round two, because I want you to fuck me, dammit.”
He started pounding into her, “This is what you want?”
“Yes, God yes, that’s it, baby. Fuck me.”
He pulled all the way out, and lingered for a second, before thrusting back in, deeper this time. She arched her back and screamed his name. She was digging her fingernails into his back, but he didn’t seem to mind. He was thrusting harder and deeper, and she was so close to the edge. He reached down between their legs and rubbed her clit. She screamed profanities and names of Gods she had never even heard of as the orgasm rocked her body. Her pussy tightened even more around his cock, and that pushed him over the edge. He grabbed hold of her hips as he came, emptying every last drop inside of her.
He rolled off of her, not wanting to collapse on top of her and prevent her from breathing. They lay next to each other for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath.
“That was better than I ever imagined, David.”
“Give me 10 minutes, Kim… we’ll go for that round two.”
Thanks again folks...keep sending and I'll keep posting for David, and the world to see, the sick fantasies (and maybe one day they will be her reality lol?) of his number one fan!
For google search purposes:
Kim Powell, Kimberley Powell lives in Hull, Georgia
