TPG
06-24-2006, 10:09 AM
Britney!
Featuring Britney & Jamie Lynn Spears
By The Pornographer
(MF)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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Disillusioned with everyday life, I decided to take a break and treat myself to a trip to the States to see a bit of the world and maybe even gain some part time employment. Working in the security industry, I was only in the country for a few short days when I scored a great opportunity working as a crowd controller at a fairly large venue. There, I was delighted to find that my very first job would involve working at the same stadium where 22-year-old pop sensation Britney Spears would be performing.
It was then my luck struck again when due to someone not showing, I was directed backstage and ordered to guard her dressing room door. To say I was excited would be the understatement of the century. I was now potentially going to catch a glimpse of one of the sexiest women alive. Already thankful, I stood at my position for only a moment when I was then amazed to discover that not only would I see her, but I could clearly hear what was going on right behind the dressing room door. It seemed Britney was arguing with her husband, Kevin Federline, about an incident that had happened a day earlier.
From what I could gather inside there was Kevin, Britney, and her mother Lynne, and listening intently I could hear Kevin and Lynn were trying to convince Britney that she needed extra security. After a few minutes of yelling back and forth Britney ultimately came around, and just as I leaned back to my position opposite the stars dressing room, the door abruptly opened. There in the room in all her glory stood Britney Spears – all dolled up and scantily dressed, she was just minutes away from taking the stage and looked incredible. As I stood dumbfounded, admiring the stunning blonde bombshell, someone suddenly obscured my view.
“Excuse me. Can you come in here for a minute?” It was Lynne Spears, Britney’s mother who spoke.
Try as I might I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from Britney, who was clad in what looked like her first performance outfit of the evening – a tight black rubber cat suit, matching boots, and a busty purple tinted corset. Adjusting her headset, Britney giggled and embraced her husband in the background as Lynne stood holding the door open for me.
“Hello?” Lynne spoke again.
Shaking my head, I apologized and stepped into the room as she closed the door behind me. I couldn’t believe it. I was actually inside Britney’s backstage dressing room. Almost immediately, Lynne and Kevin proceeded to ask me a number of questions about me and the company I worked for. They apparently thought they had a situation with a stalker and wanted to know what precautions they could take. It seemed that Britney’s long time minder and personal bodyguard was away sick, again, leaving her unprotected and vulnerable over the weekend, and Lynne had had enough.
I quickly explained the options my company could take and they seemed to be put at ease, if only for a few minutes. Having answered all their questions, I then started to make my way back to the door when out of the blue Britney spoke to me for the first time.
“What about you?” she asked from the back of the room, “Do you do any security work on the side?”
Britney’s mom seemed to know exactly what her daughter was thinking and quickly chimed in.
“Yes. Are you interested in doing some extra work for us, just for the weekend?”
“Ma’am?”
“Um guys, judging from his accent I don’t think he’s from around here,” Kevin added, “No offence.”
“Nah that’s fine, none taken.” I replied, “He’s right though. Actually I’m not from around here, I’m from Australia. And I’ve only been here a few days.”
“But have you done that kind of work before?” Lynne asked.
“Yes, back in Sydney. I’ve been doing it for several years now.”
“Great! Then it’s settled.” Britney exclaimed over everyone.
It seemed that despite my revelation and lack of local knowledge, Britney was unfazed and had made up her mind. With that she simply glanced at her mother who then slipped me a card asking me to meet with her the following day at a nearby hotel. The whole thing seemed surreal. One minute I was just another crowd controller at a venue, and the next I was getting a private interview to work and do some close personal protection for Britney Spears!
The very next afternoon I arrived to the lavish hotel and was directed to the penthouse suite. There, sure enough I was greeted at the door by a very beautiful blonde, who I later found out was Britney’s cousin, Laura. Inside, I found I was entirely surrounded by women including Britney, her mom, her sister, and cousin. Unfortunately for me, the first few minutes I didn’t see or speak to Britney directly but could clearly hear her in the other room, carrying on with the girls. She was apparently trying on a number of outfits for an upcoming awards show in a few days, and watching a replay of her sell out concert from the night before.
While I tried my hardest not to fantasize about the fact that Britney Spears was most probably half naked in the room right next door, Lynne and I sat down and she proceeded to explain the whole situation. It seemed that they already had a personal bodyguard, “Big Rob” who usually travelled with Britney on special occasions, but things had changed and she now wanted me on a more permanent basis. What they were looking for was someone to be more inconspicuous, and keep an eye on her constantly. Someone who would follower her everywhere and keep tabs on her and the people around her, making sure she was safe.
“No offence Miss Spears but it sounds to me like you’re looking for a babysitter,” I told her.
Just then, in the middle of our conversation Lynne’s cell phone rang and she got up and went out onto the balcony to talk – I presumed from the language she was preparing to fire someone. I then sat there trying to minding my own business when to my amusement watched as Jamie-Lynn, Britney’s cute younger sister, casually strolled by me for the one hundredth time – each time smiling at me intently. If I didn’t know better, I would say she was very much infatuated with me. Disappearing into the bedroom again, I then heard her giggle.
“Oh my God Brit, he’s so cute!”
A moment later, Britney and the rest of the gang stepped out into the main room and sure enough my jaw almost hit the floor as Britney was dressed quite provocatively, clad in a very short and revealing little number, and high heeled shoes.
“Hey,” Britney beamed as she slowlt made her way towards me – clutching the top of her strapless dress.
“Oh, h—hi,” I stuttered, trying my best to keep eye contact.
Her outfit showed off a considerable amount of leg and flaunted some deep cleavage.
“Hey, where’s mom?”
“She’s on the phone.” I said, pointing to the balcony window.
“Oh, okay.”
Just then, Jamie-Lynn Spears suddenly exclaimed, “How old are you?”
“J-Lynn!” Britney hollered, “Sorry about my sister, you know what teenagers are like.”
Laughing I replied, “That’s okay. I’m twenty seven, why?”
Before Jamie-Lynn could answer, Britney then stepped forward.
“Wait, I don’t think I even know you’re name. You are?”
“Oh sorry, I’m Justin.” I said, reaching out to shake her hand.
It was then Jamie-Lynn and Laura looked at each other and immediately burst out laughing.
“Oh my God! His name is Justin!” Jamie-Lynn laughed loudly, “Mom, where are you? His name is Justin!!”
While I tried to figure out what the punch line was, Britney quickly apologized and proceeded to explain.
“Sorry about that. It’s just that one of my ex’s is named Justin as well.”
“Oh,” I smiled, and she did too.
We stood there in awkward silence for a moment, holding hands and waiting for the other to speak. I couldn’t help but think (and I’m almost positive Laura picked up on it too) that there was an instant attraction between us. We both just couldn’t stop smiling and staring at each other’s lips and eyes. Finally, we let go of each other’s hand and it was Britney who spoke.
“So, what do you think?”
And with that she proceeded to strike a few poses, arching her back and thrusting out her butt – modeling the outfit for me.
“It’s um, very nice... very sexy.”
Britney smiled, “Mm, sexy… I like that. I like you. I think you’re going to like it here – working for me.”
“I’m sure I will.” I said while admiring her phenomenal body – particularly her butt.
A moment later Britney disappeared back into the bedroom as her mother returned. It only took me all of five seconds to agree to start work and Lynne then went on to explain what was involved. After signing about two dozen documents, I was then completely taken by surprise when she then informed me that Britney and Kevin were building a new home in Malibu, and they would expect me to move into the guest house – a large three bedroom space just above the garage which also doubled as a gym and dance studio, and which incorporated a bar, spa, sauna, and solarium. How could I refuse?
The very next day I started work and over the course of a few weeks I really got to know my employers. Finally after six weeks they ultimately completed most of the work on the house and we all moved in. I was instantly impressed and amazed at the lavishness of my new home away from home – it was like a mini playboy mansion, and I thought life just couldn’t get better than this. From then on, Kevin and I spent most of our time together, mostly in his million dollar state of the art home studio downstairs, where there I found he mostly only ever talked about three things in particular – himself, his music, and his silver Ferrari.
Kevin also constantly joked and talked about sex, especially about Britney, and would often spare no detail describing just how much of a wildcat she was in bed – and specifically how kinky she really was. She apparently loved to be submissive and enjoyed a lot of dirty talk during sex. She also frequently watched and got off to porn daily, and apparently even owned a number of sex toys which they used on a regular basis – everything from vibrators, dildos, and anal beads. Anal beads? I thought, now there was an image. Britney apparently used sex like a drug and had to have at least three or four orgasms a day, Kevin explained.
Kevin also went on to divulge that they had even apparently filmed themselves at a number of locations around the globe, in different situations, positions, and Britney would frequently dress up for him or put on a performance – giving him a wicked pole and lap dance. From the sounds of things she really was wild and uninhibited. There was even a tape in which Britney was all tied up and gagged! Kevin repeatedly vowed to show me the tape but in the end he never got around to it. Instead he just continued to tell me about their daily encounters and Britney’s wild and perverted vivid fantasies.
Meanwhile, my relationship with Britney soon started to change as well, and despite myself, there seemed to be a growing sexual tension between us. Often when I would drive her, I would catch her glancing at me through the rear-view mirror, flashing me a sly seductive grin or stare. And as the weeks progressed, I was almost positive that something between us was bound to happen, and soon.
Then one afternoon, with the paparazzi packed outside the compound and news helicopters hovering overhead, Britney decided to tan inside – using the solarium in my section of the house. At that time of the day, I just happen to be using the gym and working out when she surprised me. Clutching a towel, Britney was scantily clad in a sexy white two piece Bikini that was seemingly tied off by thin pieces of string. There, Britney stepped inside and explained that Kevin was away while Jamie-Lynn was upstairs on the phone in the main house.
While I was on the weight set, Britney dropped her things and sat on the open solarium bed – applying some lotion. Grinning to myself I knew exactly what she was doing – she was attempting to seduce me, and to her credit it was working. Taking the bait, I finally got up and went over to offer her some assistance. Britney immediately beamed with delight and scooted to the edge of the counter where there she turned her back to me and pulled her long blonde mane to the side, waiting for me to apply the lotion.
“Hehe, I just love getting a massage.” She giggled.
As expected I couldn’t help but get a little aroused as I placed my hands on her firm body for the very first time. Squirting out some lotion across her skin, I then smeared it over her neck and shoulders worked my way down her sexy smooth body – over her strong sculptured back and delicate spine. Caressing her lower back and hips, Britney then arched her back slightly, pushing out her glorious breasts. It was then I couldn’t help but noticed that her nipples were protruding hard from underneath her skimpy Bikini top. This revelation caused me to harden.
It was true that over the last few months, since her marriage, Britney had let herself go. She wasn’t working out nearly as much as she used to and for all intense and purposes pretty much ignored her diet. But in my opinion she still looked fantastic, and now just had the slightest amount of baby fat here or there – nothing a few extra hours in the gym couldn’t take care of. Feeling her body for a few minutes, it was then I made a brief comment about how nice I thought the scent of the cocoa-nut oil was, and she agreed.
“Hmm, tell me about it,” Britney admitted, “It drives me crazy – it gets me horny as hell!”
We both chuckled at this comment but secretly I wondered just how horny it really made her. A few moments later, I then watched as she proceeded to pull away and started to move to lie down on her stomach in the tanning bed. There I was taken aback to find that her Bikini bottoms were of a g-string design, treating me to a great view of her bare butt. With that she then started to untied her Bikini top, leaving her completely topless and clad in just her g-string bottoms.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she said while tossing the top away, “I just got to work on my front for a while.”
“Not at all, go right ahead.” I barely replied.
Disappointed, it was then I proceeded to get up and return to my training when Britney reached out and grabbed me by the wrist.
“No wait! Where are you going? Can you do the rest of my body as well?”
Despite the fact she clearly didn’t need it, I happily indulged her. I mean I wasn’t about to turn down running my hands all over Britney Spears incredible body. Glancing down at her bare butt cheeks, I found it hard to resist. With that, I took a deep breath and decided to have a little fun, and tease her a little. As Britney lay resting on her tummy, I reached down and took her foot in my hand, causing her to jump with surprise. Slightly ticklish she giggled. Calming her down, I then slowly worked my fingers over the soles of her feet, sliding my oily fingers between her toes and massaging her – causing her to coo.
“Ohhh god...” she giggled.
Realizing the affect I was having on her I have to admit that I was half tempted to stick her feet in my mouth, but at the very last moment I declined thinking she may be offended. Instead, I then slowly, excruciatingly slowly, worked my way down her ankle and across her legs, generously applying another thick coat of scented lotion all over her calve muscles. Her feet and legs now glistened in the stuff.
“Mmmm that feels sooo good.” she soothed.
Building some courage I then spoke.
“Jesus Brit, you have the most amazing legs I’ve ever seen.”
“Mmm thank you – I know.” she replied softly, while I gasped to myself as I noticed her knees part slightly – opening her legs for me.
Britney lay there on her stomach, her head to the side, biting her bottom lip and sighing softly while I carefully and meticulously smeared the aromatic lotion all over her wondrous body, slowly moving my slick hands up to her thighs and towards her butt. She really had the best set of legs I had ever seen in my entire life.
“God, what a butt,” I thought to myself.
“Thank you.” I heard her softly reply again – grinning.
Holy shit! Did I just say that out loud?
Skimming over her round butt, I then placed my hands firmly on her neck and back and proceeded to do her shoulders. This sudden action and change of direction seemed to disappoint her briefly, but she soon began to coo again. I then applied more oil and slowly worked my way across her shoulder blades and back down her delicate spine towards those incredible legs again. Again, I mischievously sidestepped her luscious ass, clearly frustrating her, and began massaging her powerful thighs.
It was then I watched in wonder as Britney ever so gently raised her butt and wiggled it in the air, as if begging for attention. Using her knees, she placed her weight on her legs and moved her hips ever so slightly causing her beautiful round butt to move and squirm beneath me. While I continued to play and tease her slippery smooth legs, I then noticed her entire body seemed to break out in tiny little goose bumps, making her tremble slightly.
Like me, she was clearly getting increasingly aroused by the moment as I timidly brushed my hands from across the back of her knees and down the inside of her partially parted legs. There, I lovingly stroked and caressed her delicate inner thighs, ever so gently drawing and running the tips of my fingers up her legs.
“Mmmmm...” she let out softly, causing my cock to twitch.
Sensually playing inside her inner thighs I ultimately arrived to the side of her Bikini bottoms, and her searing crotch, and watched in disbelief as she parted her knees further – wiggling her butt up at me again and begging, no pleading for me to go further. At his point her legs were considerably spread on the tanning bed, and I could now feel the searing heat emanating from her centre. I could almost detect the musky scent from beneath her Bikini. Britney was on fire. With that I gingerly moved my fingertips closer, lightly skimming over her Bikini, causing her to whimper.
“Oooo...” I heard her moan as I softly brushed the tips of my fingers between her legs.
There was no doubt about it this was my chance to get with her. Biting the bullet, I finally turned my hand around and placed my thumb in between her butt crack, over the g-string, while resting my fingers against her crotch – gently tapping against her covered lips and opening. Glancing over at her face, I then watched for any expression and noticed she had long closed her eyes while her hips proceeded to involuntarily move and grind on their own volition, gently moving in a small circular motion against my hand – and gently rubbing herself against my increasingly probing digits.
Suddenly, I caught my heart in my throat as I watched her reach down with her right arm and place her hand underneath her body, right between her legs. There she then pressed two fingers against her Bikini bottoms, rubbing her digits against her excited clit. As I continued to rub and tease her lips and entrance, she proceeded to openly play and stimulate herself – shaking her hips and throbbing pussy against her hand. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen.
“Nnnghh... more,” She breathed, and with that I proceeded to press my fingers harder against her Bikini bottoms, rubbing her more deliberately while she stroked her clit.
Suddenly... out of the blue we then heard a noise.
“Like hello! Am I interrupting something?” we heard from around the corner.
Almost immediately Britney and I jumped. It was her younger sister Jamie-Lynn. She was standing in the doorway clutching a towel and dressed in a skimpy little Bikini and short denim cut offs. She too apparently wanted to use the facilities and judging from her mood thankfully didn’t see anything. Still, Britney and I were panting and blushing brightly. It was clearly obvious that we were up to something. At that point I was so fucking hard I dare not stand up.
“Mother fuck!” I thought to myself, “What timing. I was so close, and so was Britney for that matter.”
Without thinking, I daringly (probably from frustration) got up and casually gave Britney a playful slap on the butt.
*SLAP!*
“There you go, you’re all set.” I nonchalantly said, while Britney simply flashed me a curious grin.
I then went back to the weights area hoping to God Jamie-Lynn didn’t spot my raging hard on. Meanwhile Jamie-Lynn, like a school girl in love (which she was) excitedly followed behind me.
“Hey Justin, whatcha doing?”
Talk about asking the obvious, I thought. Frustrated, I then grabbed my towel and headed for the sauna – which directly faced opposite Britney in the tanning bed.
Without missing a beat, Jamie-Lynn exclaimed, “Can I join you, great!”
As we made our way over the sauna, I glanced at Britney who was finding the whole situation amusing. Beaming from the solarium, she smiled and shook her head at her love-struck sister before lying down and getting more comfortable. Inside the sauna, Jamie-Lynn quickly stripped off her short shorts and sat beside me in her very tiny, hot pink, two piece Bikini. I was amazed to look over and clearly see her thick nipples were protruding hard against the thin material. Dare I say it, Jamie-Lynn was one hot piece of ass and would most probably out do her older sister in a few years, I thought.
Just then, Jamie-Lynn turned and handed me a small bottle of sweet almond massage oil and asked, “Can you, please?”
I couldn’t believe my luck. This was the second time in as many minutes I had been asked to perform such a task. With my hands still oily from Britney’s massage, I happily agreed and without having to ask her watched as she excitedly moved to sit on the first tier bench between my legs. Oiling my hands with the new scent, I then glanced at Britney who thankfully couldn’t see us from her position in the solarium. I then proceeded to massage Jamie-Lynn’s neck and petite shoulders and immediately noted how different her body was to her older sisters.
Jamie-Lynn’s body was a lot thinner and tighter than her sisters, and more naturally tanned too. As I massaged her, I kept an eye on Britney who I presumed was sleeping in the tanning bed. And thinking back to erotic scene between us just a few minutes earlier, I proceeded to work my hands all over Jamie-Lynn’s young body – not really paying attention to what I was doing. The entire time, Jamie-Lynn had a huge grin on her face, and every now and then glanced back up at me.
Despite her age, Jamie-Lynn had a body built for sin, and she knew it too. She was also clearly delighted to have my hands running all over her, and resting back against me she then squeezed some oil for herself and helped apply it to the rest of her body – specifically her legs and tummy. While I did the top portion of her body, it was then I noticed her whimper slightly whenever I would slip my hand under the thin Bikini straps and close to her small chest.
There, her cute puffy nipples were now achingly erect and straining hard against her Bikini. I had to fight the urge to reach down to pull and tweak at them with my hands and instead daringly skimmed the end of my fingertips just by them, making her tremble. Exploring her pretty body for a few moments, Jamie-Lynn reviled in the massage (fondling) I was giving her and then finally spoke.
“So do you like my Bikini?” She teased.
“Yeah, I do. It’s very um, tiny.” I said, not really paying attention to her our conversation and still looking in the direction of Britney.
“It used to be my sisters.” She explained.
It was then Jamie-Lynn giggled as I absentmindedly worked my fingertips down the side of her ribcage and around her firm teenage tummy.
“Oh! Sorry.” I apologized when I suddenly realized what I was doing.
“No, please. Don’t stop.” She smiled.
Placing my hands around her petite waist, I then leaned forward and draw a few circles around her tummy when I accidentally pushed my hard-on right into the back of her spine. Squirming and fidgeting slightly, I could tell she could feel it, and was more than proud. Swallowing hard, Jamie-Lynn then did something that completely took me by surprise, and she reached down and proceeded to undo her Bikini top.
“Hey, what are you doing?” I asked, stopping her.
“I was just gonna...”
“No, you better not. You sister will flip out.”
Smirking slyly, Jamie-Lynn then replied, “I don’t care.”
I had to admit, she looked incredibly sexy at that exact moment but remembering our surroundings I restrained from going any further. With that, Jamie-Lynn playfully pouted and proceeded to tug on the thin straps of her Bikini top, pulling and yanking it from side to side – and from my vantage point above her treating me to an incredible sight. As Jamie-Lynn readjusted her top, she inadvertently flashed me her bare breasts, more specifically her gorgeous little nipples which were pink and pussy. They were exactly how I imagined them to be – simply perfect.
“Hey, do you wanna go for a swim?” she asked me.
Just then, before I had time to reply out of nowhere Britney appeared at the sauna door, apparently finished from her tanning. I immediately cursed myself for not catching her get up off the bed topless as it seemed she had somehow slipped her top back on. As Britney entered she slashed some fresh water on the rocks and complained.
“Stop harassing him J-Lynn.”
“Why, are you jealous?” Jamie-Lynn quickly snapped back, still leaning against me like she owned me.
“J-Lynn!” Britney warned, and grabbing her by the arm pulled her off me.
“Hey! Why do you get to have all the fun?” she pouted.
I have to admit I genuinely felt sorry for her.
“Jamie, leave… NOW!” Britney threatened her, “Do you want me to call mom?”
Upset, Jamie-Lynn huffed and grabbed her towel and shorts and stormed out of the sauna, leaving us alone inside.
“I’m really sorry about that. My sister can be a little brat when she wants to be.”
“Hey, it’s cool.” I replied – smiling slyly to myself as fresh images of her little nipples filled my head.
Unfortunately the image got me rock hard again, and Britney happened to notice. Graciously, she didn’t say anything about it but we both knew she knew.
Slightly embarrassed, I then spoke, “Well I guess I better get going too,” I said, “I think I’m done for the day.”
Truth was I didn’t really have anywhere else to be – considering my main objective and reason for employment was to stay as close to Britney as humanly possible. Still, I was feeling extremely awkward about the entire morning, especially after having just felt Britney up on the tanning bed. Now I didn’t know what to say to her. Just then as I got up, Britney spoke.
“Wait! I was just about to jump in the hot tub for a few minutes, to unwind. Aren’t you going to join me?”
“Well I um...”
“Oh come on! I hate to be alone... please.” she said, putting on a cute puppy dog face, “Please, pretty please.”
Britney Spears inviting you for a spa is one thing, but when she’s there half naked and BEGGING you to join her, that’s another thing entirely. Of course I agreed, and with that we both stepped out of the sauna and slipping into the soothing hot tub – the water felt incredible. There, I watched in disbelief as her Bikini top proceeded to get wet and seemed to be almost transparent. I couldn’t believe my luck, or my eyes – as was treated to another set of nipples. I could clearly make them out and I don’t mind saying they were absolutely glorious! Like nothing I had ever imagined.
Britney and I then sat there for a few minutes just relaxing and soaking up the tranquil atmosphere. Meanwhile I continued to glance over every now and then catching a eyeful of her beautiful breasts and nipples – which hypnotically floated just over the water line as she lay back with her arms out, leaning against the edge with her eyes shut. I waited for her to bring up the incident that happened to us earlier but she never did. Then out of nowhere she finally spoke over the sound of the bubbles and water jets.
“Oh, did I ever get to thank you for the other day?”
“No, but that’s okay, it’s my job Britney.”
Britney was speaking about an incident a few days earlier in which she was getting changed in a local clothing store and a guy snuck in and got off a few shots of her with his digital camera. As he ran off, I accidentally “bumped” into him outside, sticking out my leg and sending him hurtling to the ground. Unfortunately for him the “accident” caused him to fall and break his camera, and shocked, the wannabe photog panicked and took off.
Britney went on, “You know that guy caught me in a very compromising situation. If it wasn’t for you, by now it’d be all over the internet!”
With that, Britney suddenly stood up in the spa and moved towards me – her breasts and the outline of dark nipples eye level to me.
“Thank you Justin, I don’t know what to say but thank you, you saved my skin.”
All I could do was nervously smile and try not to stare at her glorious rack.
“It’s nothing Britney, really.”
“No, I don’t know what I would do without you? You have helped me so much in the last few months.”
She then grinned, “And just so you know, I’ll be expecting a massage like that from you every day, too.”
I couldn’t believe the bravado of this girl, she actually had the nerve to bring it up and even demanded a repeat no less. Meanwhile Britney now had a real shit eating grin on her face, while her nipples seemed to be standing at full attention, diverting my eyes. Now standing over me in the water, I felt slightly intimidated and playfully splashed some water at her. Outraged, she playfully splashed back and it quickly developed into a water fight!
Attempting to overpower me, Britney quickly lunged at me and grabbed my wrists. Using her body she then straddled me and pinned me against the side. Laughing hysterically, I played along as Britney pressed her body hard against me and without warning pecked me on the cheek.
“There, got you!” She giggled sweetly.
I immediately squirmed and pretended to resist, but this only encouraged her and she now attempted to kiss me on the lips – instead, pecking me several times on the cheek and forehead. Wrestling around in the water, I could feel Britney’s full breasts brushing against me. Meanwhile in all the commotion she had somehow managed to wrap her strong legs around my waist – holding me tight and grinding her crotch over my hard on.
I could see it in her eyes that she could feel it too, but we tried to ignore it and continued to playfully grapple. Pushing hard against me, the sensation was unbearable, and the effect was evident by the sound and expression on our faces. For all intense and purpose we were now dry humping each other underwater. I couldn’t help by groan as she moved, bucking and grinding her hips over me. Catching each other’s eye in this sexual frenzy, I reached out to wrap her arms behind her back and she in turn leaned forward for a kiss.
Pinning her arms behind her back, Britney let out a moan just as our lips met for the very first time. It seemed that all the stories Kevin had told me, about her being submissive, were true. Almost immediately she parted her lips and slipped in her tongue, searching out mine. With that, I held her tight by the wrists as I used my free hand to grip her hip, pulling in close. I then slid my hand up and around her firm body, and wasting little time, quickly groped and tweaked her large breasts and taut nipple through her Bikini top – causing her to moan and whimpers softly into my mouth.
I was actually surprise at how talented a kisser she really was, and fondling her breasts seemed to really turn her on. In turn, Britney swirled her hot tongue around in my mouth, almost thrusting it down my throat, when suddenly to my shock and surprise, we both heard someone enter from behind us. To my shock horror it was Kevin. Busted! I thought.
“Hey guys, what are you two up to?” he said nonchalantly – apparently ignoring our activities and looked for something at the bar.
I was stunned. Here I was with his wife, in a hot tub, half naked and making out frantically like two sex crazed teenagers and he didn’t even care in the least. I looked over to Britney for some guidance or direction but was surprise to see she too was blasé about the whole situation. If anything, I’d say she had a look of annoyance on her face – like, how dare he interrupt us?
“What do you looking for, Kevin?” she asked exasperatingly.
Kevin seemed to ignore her questions for a few seconds before he finally asked if he could speak to her alone. With that, Britney apologized to me and stepped out of the water to go talk to him by the bar, on the other side of the room. From my location though, I could still clearly hear their conversation and had to roll my eyes when I heard him ask her for money. After arguing for a minute or two, she then threw up her hands and went back behind the bar and ducked below to unlock a small safe. There she then placed a number of stacked bills on the bar which Kevin quickly snatched up and proceeded to count.
“That’s all Kevin!” Britney whined, “That’s all there is until Tuesday, until Larry comes by.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Kevin replied – never taking his eyes away from the stack of money.
With that, Britney then made her way back towards the tub and immediately moved to hug me again but I pushed her away. I just wasn’t comfortable and felt quite awkward with Kevin standing there. Finally having counted his loot, from what I guessed to be about 5K, he then announced he was leaving.
“Okay, well I’m off kids.” Kevin said, not even bothering to look back at us, “I’ll catch you two later.”
“Yeah, just make sure you don’t scratch the car!” Britney said sarcastically, “Bitch!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her comment, hell, the entire situation. The entire scene was surreal. I was now more confused than ever. Did they have some sort of an arrangement? In all my time dealing with them, I had never even suspected it, and I would have assumed Kevin would have told me about something as important, but he didn’t. Then, before I could do or say anything else, Britney suddenly leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips – shoving her cold wet tongue deep down my throat again.
It was then Britney explained that they had come to this arrangement only recently. It seemed they were both bored with their marriage and agreed to have some fun. And while I tried to wrap my head around what she was telling me, Britney then repositioned herself on top of me. We kissed a little more but I couldn’t hide my discomfort and confusion.
I then told her, “Um look, this whole thing with you Kevin and me, is freaking me out. I... I think I should leave.”
“Leave, where?”
“No I mean resign.”
“What? No, why?” Britney groaned.
“Well it’s just this whole situation now and…”
“Oh come on, don’t be silly.” she said, “Besides, you know you’d just be breaking my sister’s heart.”
Looking at her we both began to laugh.
“Yeah right,” I replied, “Look, I just… I can’t work for you when every time I see you I…”
“What, say it, go on?” she said while running her hands through my hair.
“Well, every time I see you I just want to rip you’re fucking clothes off and fuck the shit out of you!”
Britney went silent, and for a moment I thought I might have crossed the line.
Backtracking I tried to explain, “I mean... I didn’t mean it like... well I did, but.”
“Yes?” Britney smiled slyly, as if waiting for an explanation.
Seeing her smile so sexily caused me to smile too.
“Look, you know what I’m saying. I just think you’re so fucking beautiful... it’s not my fault I can’t stop imagining you naked.”
Grinning slyly, Britney suddenly placed her finger over my lips to silence me and started to move away.
Suddenly, she spoke, “You mean like this?”
And with that Britney gently tugged at her Bikini top, letting it dangle freely and expose her incredible breasts. Slipping is over her head, she then flung it across the room and proceeded to reach down in the water. TO my delight, I then watched as she stepped out of her Bikini bottoms under the water and producing her Bikini bottoms, smiled as she tossed them in the same direction as her top. Britney was now totally naked in the water, and not wanting to disappoint, I too proceeded to slid out of my shorts. We were now both naked in the hot tub.
Smiling broadly, Britney then floated towards me again, and positioning herself over me again, we both moaned with delight as my hard on grazed and probed against her crotch. Straddling me, Britney quickly presented her impressive rack to my mouth, and I hungrily accepted. Her breasts sagged and pointed outward while her nipples were large and round; a very dark brown color. Her areolas were wide and smudged out of shape. Seeing my reaction I could tell she was a little self conscience about them, so I assured her.
“They’re beautiful!”
A moment later, its then I felt her hand snake between our bodies and grip my tool, carefully guiding the head to her slick entrance.
“Oh God... yes,” we both let out as I slowly impaled her.
Pulling me in close she then kissed my neck and throat, and started to lick my ear – sticking her tongue inside.
She then whispered in her sweet southern accent, “Don’t go baby… I need you.”
Filling her completely, Britney didn’t waste any time and soon proceeded to bounce up and down over me, filling her cunt deeper and deeper with each thrust. Water splashed around us violently as she wrapped her arms around my neck and impaled herself repeatedly. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever done – having sex out in the open and in a hot tub. Caught up in the moment, Britney suddenly told me to stop and excitedly insisted I do her from behind. With that, Britney flipped over in the water and leaned against the side – arching her spine and sticking her firm round ass up in the air.
“Do it Justin, please... fuck me from behind. I love it! I love it from behind.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice, and with that I moved over to stand behind her. The sight before me was magnificent, and incredible aroused, I couldn’t help myself and I quickly crouched down behind her in the water and to give her sweet ass a kiss. That kiss soon turned into a few licks, and I quickly began to eat her out. First I ate her pussy, relishing the taste and sliding my tongue across and between her meaty folds, but then a sudden burst of energy surged through me and before I knew what I was doing I was eating her tight little sphincter – licking her ass and making her really moan and carry on.
“Oooohh—OHH!! Ohh my lord… oohh!” she breathed as she felt my tongue explore her backdoor.
“Yesssss… nnnghhh!! N—No one has ever uuurghh... done thaa—ahhhhhh before.”
Eating her ass, I then slipped two of my long fingers into her juicy hot cunt and proceeded to finger her roughly – noting that despite her marriage and active sex life she was still considerably tight. Probing deep inside her, I then softly massaged her cervix, and this action combined with my deep tonguing of her anus, caused her to yelp out loud as she quickly approached her orgasm – and what an orgasm it was. Britney shrieked at the top of her lungs and came violently.
“Oooooo fuck! Yeaahhhhhhh... ohhh oh lord! Justin!!”
Suddenly as if awakening something deep inside, Britney unexpectedly came alive, pouncing on me and going wild. She quickly turned and kissed me passionately on the lips – this time with renewed vigor.
“Ohhhh fuuu… you son of a bitch!” she said between kisses, pushing me back in the water until I finally rested against the edge on the other side.
“Now you’ve done it! Fuck me, NOW!!” she demanded.
With that, I abruptly grabbed the mane of her long hair and yanked on it, causing her to grunt. Placing her in position, I bent her over once again, only this time I quickly positioned myself directly behind and rubbed the end of my cock between the her meaty slit. We both moaned. A moment later and without warning, I then thrust forward and impaled her from behind – causing her to jerk forward and give out a loud groan.
“Nnghhhh yes! Fuck me!!”
I immediately proceeded to pound into her with all my energy and gripping her tresses yanked her head back as I fucked her doggy-style. For her part, Britney grunts steadily and proceeded to jerk back, craving more and more of my thrusting cock. At this stage, I was pounding into her so hard, the room filled with the lewd sound of my hips slapping loudly against her butt cheeks.
“Urghh nnghh nngh uughhh!!” she grunted steadily.
It was then, to my chagrin, that I glanced over towards the door and caught sight of Jamie-Lynn standing there watching us. Thankfully, Britney hadn’t spotted from her position, but surprised, I initially slowed down just a little, wondering just how long Jamie-Lynn had been standing there watching.
Britney moaned loudly, “No, arghh! don’t stop!! Don’t you dare fucking stop!! I’m so close… fuck me!!! Fuck me you son of a bitch!!!!”
As we continued to fuck, Jamie-Lynn’s eyes proceeded to well up. Having seen enough, she then turned and ran away, slamming the door behind her. Hearing the door, Britney froze and glanced over her shoulder, only now realized someone had been watching us.
With a concerned look on her face she asked, “Who?”
“J-Lynn,” I replied, and Britney simply shrugged her shoulders and proceeded to lunge back at me.
We continued to fuck for the next few minutes with the water splashing all around us. Unable to hold off any longer I soon pulled out and unload all over Britney’s pretty butt and back. Breathing heavy, I then slipped into the hot tub completely exhausted, trying to catch my breath. Britney soon joined me and giggled out of breath.
“Oh my God, you got me everywhere! It’s even in my hair!” she chuckled blissfully.
“Sorry about that sweetie, couldn’t be helped.” I panted.
“So what? Do you still want to leave me?”
“Can I think about it?” I joked, causing her to huff and playfully splash some water at me.
“Bastard,”
Featuring Britney & Jamie Lynn Spears
By The Pornographer
(MF)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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Disillusioned with everyday life, I decided to take a break and treat myself to a trip to the States to see a bit of the world and maybe even gain some part time employment. Working in the security industry, I was only in the country for a few short days when I scored a great opportunity working as a crowd controller at a fairly large venue. There, I was delighted to find that my very first job would involve working at the same stadium where 22-year-old pop sensation Britney Spears would be performing.
It was then my luck struck again when due to someone not showing, I was directed backstage and ordered to guard her dressing room door. To say I was excited would be the understatement of the century. I was now potentially going to catch a glimpse of one of the sexiest women alive. Already thankful, I stood at my position for only a moment when I was then amazed to discover that not only would I see her, but I could clearly hear what was going on right behind the dressing room door. It seemed Britney was arguing with her husband, Kevin Federline, about an incident that had happened a day earlier.
From what I could gather inside there was Kevin, Britney, and her mother Lynne, and listening intently I could hear Kevin and Lynn were trying to convince Britney that she needed extra security. After a few minutes of yelling back and forth Britney ultimately came around, and just as I leaned back to my position opposite the stars dressing room, the door abruptly opened. There in the room in all her glory stood Britney Spears – all dolled up and scantily dressed, she was just minutes away from taking the stage and looked incredible. As I stood dumbfounded, admiring the stunning blonde bombshell, someone suddenly obscured my view.
“Excuse me. Can you come in here for a minute?” It was Lynne Spears, Britney’s mother who spoke.
Try as I might I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from Britney, who was clad in what looked like her first performance outfit of the evening – a tight black rubber cat suit, matching boots, and a busty purple tinted corset. Adjusting her headset, Britney giggled and embraced her husband in the background as Lynne stood holding the door open for me.
“Hello?” Lynne spoke again.
Shaking my head, I apologized and stepped into the room as she closed the door behind me. I couldn’t believe it. I was actually inside Britney’s backstage dressing room. Almost immediately, Lynne and Kevin proceeded to ask me a number of questions about me and the company I worked for. They apparently thought they had a situation with a stalker and wanted to know what precautions they could take. It seemed that Britney’s long time minder and personal bodyguard was away sick, again, leaving her unprotected and vulnerable over the weekend, and Lynne had had enough.
I quickly explained the options my company could take and they seemed to be put at ease, if only for a few minutes. Having answered all their questions, I then started to make my way back to the door when out of the blue Britney spoke to me for the first time.
“What about you?” she asked from the back of the room, “Do you do any security work on the side?”
Britney’s mom seemed to know exactly what her daughter was thinking and quickly chimed in.
“Yes. Are you interested in doing some extra work for us, just for the weekend?”
“Ma’am?”
“Um guys, judging from his accent I don’t think he’s from around here,” Kevin added, “No offence.”
“Nah that’s fine, none taken.” I replied, “He’s right though. Actually I’m not from around here, I’m from Australia. And I’ve only been here a few days.”
“But have you done that kind of work before?” Lynne asked.
“Yes, back in Sydney. I’ve been doing it for several years now.”
“Great! Then it’s settled.” Britney exclaimed over everyone.
It seemed that despite my revelation and lack of local knowledge, Britney was unfazed and had made up her mind. With that she simply glanced at her mother who then slipped me a card asking me to meet with her the following day at a nearby hotel. The whole thing seemed surreal. One minute I was just another crowd controller at a venue, and the next I was getting a private interview to work and do some close personal protection for Britney Spears!
The very next afternoon I arrived to the lavish hotel and was directed to the penthouse suite. There, sure enough I was greeted at the door by a very beautiful blonde, who I later found out was Britney’s cousin, Laura. Inside, I found I was entirely surrounded by women including Britney, her mom, her sister, and cousin. Unfortunately for me, the first few minutes I didn’t see or speak to Britney directly but could clearly hear her in the other room, carrying on with the girls. She was apparently trying on a number of outfits for an upcoming awards show in a few days, and watching a replay of her sell out concert from the night before.
While I tried my hardest not to fantasize about the fact that Britney Spears was most probably half naked in the room right next door, Lynne and I sat down and she proceeded to explain the whole situation. It seemed that they already had a personal bodyguard, “Big Rob” who usually travelled with Britney on special occasions, but things had changed and she now wanted me on a more permanent basis. What they were looking for was someone to be more inconspicuous, and keep an eye on her constantly. Someone who would follower her everywhere and keep tabs on her and the people around her, making sure she was safe.
“No offence Miss Spears but it sounds to me like you’re looking for a babysitter,” I told her.
Just then, in the middle of our conversation Lynne’s cell phone rang and she got up and went out onto the balcony to talk – I presumed from the language she was preparing to fire someone. I then sat there trying to minding my own business when to my amusement watched as Jamie-Lynn, Britney’s cute younger sister, casually strolled by me for the one hundredth time – each time smiling at me intently. If I didn’t know better, I would say she was very much infatuated with me. Disappearing into the bedroom again, I then heard her giggle.
“Oh my God Brit, he’s so cute!”
A moment later, Britney and the rest of the gang stepped out into the main room and sure enough my jaw almost hit the floor as Britney was dressed quite provocatively, clad in a very short and revealing little number, and high heeled shoes.
“Hey,” Britney beamed as she slowlt made her way towards me – clutching the top of her strapless dress.
“Oh, h—hi,” I stuttered, trying my best to keep eye contact.
Her outfit showed off a considerable amount of leg and flaunted some deep cleavage.
“Hey, where’s mom?”
“She’s on the phone.” I said, pointing to the balcony window.
“Oh, okay.”
Just then, Jamie-Lynn Spears suddenly exclaimed, “How old are you?”
“J-Lynn!” Britney hollered, “Sorry about my sister, you know what teenagers are like.”
Laughing I replied, “That’s okay. I’m twenty seven, why?”
Before Jamie-Lynn could answer, Britney then stepped forward.
“Wait, I don’t think I even know you’re name. You are?”
“Oh sorry, I’m Justin.” I said, reaching out to shake her hand.
It was then Jamie-Lynn and Laura looked at each other and immediately burst out laughing.
“Oh my God! His name is Justin!” Jamie-Lynn laughed loudly, “Mom, where are you? His name is Justin!!”
While I tried to figure out what the punch line was, Britney quickly apologized and proceeded to explain.
“Sorry about that. It’s just that one of my ex’s is named Justin as well.”
“Oh,” I smiled, and she did too.
We stood there in awkward silence for a moment, holding hands and waiting for the other to speak. I couldn’t help but think (and I’m almost positive Laura picked up on it too) that there was an instant attraction between us. We both just couldn’t stop smiling and staring at each other’s lips and eyes. Finally, we let go of each other’s hand and it was Britney who spoke.
“So, what do you think?”
And with that she proceeded to strike a few poses, arching her back and thrusting out her butt – modeling the outfit for me.
“It’s um, very nice... very sexy.”
Britney smiled, “Mm, sexy… I like that. I like you. I think you’re going to like it here – working for me.”
“I’m sure I will.” I said while admiring her phenomenal body – particularly her butt.
A moment later Britney disappeared back into the bedroom as her mother returned. It only took me all of five seconds to agree to start work and Lynne then went on to explain what was involved. After signing about two dozen documents, I was then completely taken by surprise when she then informed me that Britney and Kevin were building a new home in Malibu, and they would expect me to move into the guest house – a large three bedroom space just above the garage which also doubled as a gym and dance studio, and which incorporated a bar, spa, sauna, and solarium. How could I refuse?
The very next day I started work and over the course of a few weeks I really got to know my employers. Finally after six weeks they ultimately completed most of the work on the house and we all moved in. I was instantly impressed and amazed at the lavishness of my new home away from home – it was like a mini playboy mansion, and I thought life just couldn’t get better than this. From then on, Kevin and I spent most of our time together, mostly in his million dollar state of the art home studio downstairs, where there I found he mostly only ever talked about three things in particular – himself, his music, and his silver Ferrari.
Kevin also constantly joked and talked about sex, especially about Britney, and would often spare no detail describing just how much of a wildcat she was in bed – and specifically how kinky she really was. She apparently loved to be submissive and enjoyed a lot of dirty talk during sex. She also frequently watched and got off to porn daily, and apparently even owned a number of sex toys which they used on a regular basis – everything from vibrators, dildos, and anal beads. Anal beads? I thought, now there was an image. Britney apparently used sex like a drug and had to have at least three or four orgasms a day, Kevin explained.
Kevin also went on to divulge that they had even apparently filmed themselves at a number of locations around the globe, in different situations, positions, and Britney would frequently dress up for him or put on a performance – giving him a wicked pole and lap dance. From the sounds of things she really was wild and uninhibited. There was even a tape in which Britney was all tied up and gagged! Kevin repeatedly vowed to show me the tape but in the end he never got around to it. Instead he just continued to tell me about their daily encounters and Britney’s wild and perverted vivid fantasies.
Meanwhile, my relationship with Britney soon started to change as well, and despite myself, there seemed to be a growing sexual tension between us. Often when I would drive her, I would catch her glancing at me through the rear-view mirror, flashing me a sly seductive grin or stare. And as the weeks progressed, I was almost positive that something between us was bound to happen, and soon.
Then one afternoon, with the paparazzi packed outside the compound and news helicopters hovering overhead, Britney decided to tan inside – using the solarium in my section of the house. At that time of the day, I just happen to be using the gym and working out when she surprised me. Clutching a towel, Britney was scantily clad in a sexy white two piece Bikini that was seemingly tied off by thin pieces of string. There, Britney stepped inside and explained that Kevin was away while Jamie-Lynn was upstairs on the phone in the main house.
While I was on the weight set, Britney dropped her things and sat on the open solarium bed – applying some lotion. Grinning to myself I knew exactly what she was doing – she was attempting to seduce me, and to her credit it was working. Taking the bait, I finally got up and went over to offer her some assistance. Britney immediately beamed with delight and scooted to the edge of the counter where there she turned her back to me and pulled her long blonde mane to the side, waiting for me to apply the lotion.
“Hehe, I just love getting a massage.” She giggled.
As expected I couldn’t help but get a little aroused as I placed my hands on her firm body for the very first time. Squirting out some lotion across her skin, I then smeared it over her neck and shoulders worked my way down her sexy smooth body – over her strong sculptured back and delicate spine. Caressing her lower back and hips, Britney then arched her back slightly, pushing out her glorious breasts. It was then I couldn’t help but noticed that her nipples were protruding hard from underneath her skimpy Bikini top. This revelation caused me to harden.
It was true that over the last few months, since her marriage, Britney had let herself go. She wasn’t working out nearly as much as she used to and for all intense and purposes pretty much ignored her diet. But in my opinion she still looked fantastic, and now just had the slightest amount of baby fat here or there – nothing a few extra hours in the gym couldn’t take care of. Feeling her body for a few minutes, it was then I made a brief comment about how nice I thought the scent of the cocoa-nut oil was, and she agreed.
“Hmm, tell me about it,” Britney admitted, “It drives me crazy – it gets me horny as hell!”
We both chuckled at this comment but secretly I wondered just how horny it really made her. A few moments later, I then watched as she proceeded to pull away and started to move to lie down on her stomach in the tanning bed. There I was taken aback to find that her Bikini bottoms were of a g-string design, treating me to a great view of her bare butt. With that she then started to untied her Bikini top, leaving her completely topless and clad in just her g-string bottoms.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she said while tossing the top away, “I just got to work on my front for a while.”
“Not at all, go right ahead.” I barely replied.
Disappointed, it was then I proceeded to get up and return to my training when Britney reached out and grabbed me by the wrist.
“No wait! Where are you going? Can you do the rest of my body as well?”
Despite the fact she clearly didn’t need it, I happily indulged her. I mean I wasn’t about to turn down running my hands all over Britney Spears incredible body. Glancing down at her bare butt cheeks, I found it hard to resist. With that, I took a deep breath and decided to have a little fun, and tease her a little. As Britney lay resting on her tummy, I reached down and took her foot in my hand, causing her to jump with surprise. Slightly ticklish she giggled. Calming her down, I then slowly worked my fingers over the soles of her feet, sliding my oily fingers between her toes and massaging her – causing her to coo.
“Ohhh god...” she giggled.
Realizing the affect I was having on her I have to admit that I was half tempted to stick her feet in my mouth, but at the very last moment I declined thinking she may be offended. Instead, I then slowly, excruciatingly slowly, worked my way down her ankle and across her legs, generously applying another thick coat of scented lotion all over her calve muscles. Her feet and legs now glistened in the stuff.
“Mmmm that feels sooo good.” she soothed.
Building some courage I then spoke.
“Jesus Brit, you have the most amazing legs I’ve ever seen.”
“Mmm thank you – I know.” she replied softly, while I gasped to myself as I noticed her knees part slightly – opening her legs for me.
Britney lay there on her stomach, her head to the side, biting her bottom lip and sighing softly while I carefully and meticulously smeared the aromatic lotion all over her wondrous body, slowly moving my slick hands up to her thighs and towards her butt. She really had the best set of legs I had ever seen in my entire life.
“God, what a butt,” I thought to myself.
“Thank you.” I heard her softly reply again – grinning.
Holy shit! Did I just say that out loud?
Skimming over her round butt, I then placed my hands firmly on her neck and back and proceeded to do her shoulders. This sudden action and change of direction seemed to disappoint her briefly, but she soon began to coo again. I then applied more oil and slowly worked my way across her shoulder blades and back down her delicate spine towards those incredible legs again. Again, I mischievously sidestepped her luscious ass, clearly frustrating her, and began massaging her powerful thighs.
It was then I watched in wonder as Britney ever so gently raised her butt and wiggled it in the air, as if begging for attention. Using her knees, she placed her weight on her legs and moved her hips ever so slightly causing her beautiful round butt to move and squirm beneath me. While I continued to play and tease her slippery smooth legs, I then noticed her entire body seemed to break out in tiny little goose bumps, making her tremble slightly.
Like me, she was clearly getting increasingly aroused by the moment as I timidly brushed my hands from across the back of her knees and down the inside of her partially parted legs. There, I lovingly stroked and caressed her delicate inner thighs, ever so gently drawing and running the tips of my fingers up her legs.
“Mmmmm...” she let out softly, causing my cock to twitch.
Sensually playing inside her inner thighs I ultimately arrived to the side of her Bikini bottoms, and her searing crotch, and watched in disbelief as she parted her knees further – wiggling her butt up at me again and begging, no pleading for me to go further. At his point her legs were considerably spread on the tanning bed, and I could now feel the searing heat emanating from her centre. I could almost detect the musky scent from beneath her Bikini. Britney was on fire. With that I gingerly moved my fingertips closer, lightly skimming over her Bikini, causing her to whimper.
“Oooo...” I heard her moan as I softly brushed the tips of my fingers between her legs.
There was no doubt about it this was my chance to get with her. Biting the bullet, I finally turned my hand around and placed my thumb in between her butt crack, over the g-string, while resting my fingers against her crotch – gently tapping against her covered lips and opening. Glancing over at her face, I then watched for any expression and noticed she had long closed her eyes while her hips proceeded to involuntarily move and grind on their own volition, gently moving in a small circular motion against my hand – and gently rubbing herself against my increasingly probing digits.
Suddenly, I caught my heart in my throat as I watched her reach down with her right arm and place her hand underneath her body, right between her legs. There she then pressed two fingers against her Bikini bottoms, rubbing her digits against her excited clit. As I continued to rub and tease her lips and entrance, she proceeded to openly play and stimulate herself – shaking her hips and throbbing pussy against her hand. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen.
“Nnnghh... more,” She breathed, and with that I proceeded to press my fingers harder against her Bikini bottoms, rubbing her more deliberately while she stroked her clit.
Suddenly... out of the blue we then heard a noise.
“Like hello! Am I interrupting something?” we heard from around the corner.
Almost immediately Britney and I jumped. It was her younger sister Jamie-Lynn. She was standing in the doorway clutching a towel and dressed in a skimpy little Bikini and short denim cut offs. She too apparently wanted to use the facilities and judging from her mood thankfully didn’t see anything. Still, Britney and I were panting and blushing brightly. It was clearly obvious that we were up to something. At that point I was so fucking hard I dare not stand up.
“Mother fuck!” I thought to myself, “What timing. I was so close, and so was Britney for that matter.”
Without thinking, I daringly (probably from frustration) got up and casually gave Britney a playful slap on the butt.
*SLAP!*
“There you go, you’re all set.” I nonchalantly said, while Britney simply flashed me a curious grin.
I then went back to the weights area hoping to God Jamie-Lynn didn’t spot my raging hard on. Meanwhile Jamie-Lynn, like a school girl in love (which she was) excitedly followed behind me.
“Hey Justin, whatcha doing?”
Talk about asking the obvious, I thought. Frustrated, I then grabbed my towel and headed for the sauna – which directly faced opposite Britney in the tanning bed.
Without missing a beat, Jamie-Lynn exclaimed, “Can I join you, great!”
As we made our way over the sauna, I glanced at Britney who was finding the whole situation amusing. Beaming from the solarium, she smiled and shook her head at her love-struck sister before lying down and getting more comfortable. Inside the sauna, Jamie-Lynn quickly stripped off her short shorts and sat beside me in her very tiny, hot pink, two piece Bikini. I was amazed to look over and clearly see her thick nipples were protruding hard against the thin material. Dare I say it, Jamie-Lynn was one hot piece of ass and would most probably out do her older sister in a few years, I thought.
Just then, Jamie-Lynn turned and handed me a small bottle of sweet almond massage oil and asked, “Can you, please?”
I couldn’t believe my luck. This was the second time in as many minutes I had been asked to perform such a task. With my hands still oily from Britney’s massage, I happily agreed and without having to ask her watched as she excitedly moved to sit on the first tier bench between my legs. Oiling my hands with the new scent, I then glanced at Britney who thankfully couldn’t see us from her position in the solarium. I then proceeded to massage Jamie-Lynn’s neck and petite shoulders and immediately noted how different her body was to her older sisters.
Jamie-Lynn’s body was a lot thinner and tighter than her sisters, and more naturally tanned too. As I massaged her, I kept an eye on Britney who I presumed was sleeping in the tanning bed. And thinking back to erotic scene between us just a few minutes earlier, I proceeded to work my hands all over Jamie-Lynn’s young body – not really paying attention to what I was doing. The entire time, Jamie-Lynn had a huge grin on her face, and every now and then glanced back up at me.
Despite her age, Jamie-Lynn had a body built for sin, and she knew it too. She was also clearly delighted to have my hands running all over her, and resting back against me she then squeezed some oil for herself and helped apply it to the rest of her body – specifically her legs and tummy. While I did the top portion of her body, it was then I noticed her whimper slightly whenever I would slip my hand under the thin Bikini straps and close to her small chest.
There, her cute puffy nipples were now achingly erect and straining hard against her Bikini. I had to fight the urge to reach down to pull and tweak at them with my hands and instead daringly skimmed the end of my fingertips just by them, making her tremble. Exploring her pretty body for a few moments, Jamie-Lynn reviled in the massage (fondling) I was giving her and then finally spoke.
“So do you like my Bikini?” She teased.
“Yeah, I do. It’s very um, tiny.” I said, not really paying attention to her our conversation and still looking in the direction of Britney.
“It used to be my sisters.” She explained.
It was then Jamie-Lynn giggled as I absentmindedly worked my fingertips down the side of her ribcage and around her firm teenage tummy.
“Oh! Sorry.” I apologized when I suddenly realized what I was doing.
“No, please. Don’t stop.” She smiled.
Placing my hands around her petite waist, I then leaned forward and draw a few circles around her tummy when I accidentally pushed my hard-on right into the back of her spine. Squirming and fidgeting slightly, I could tell she could feel it, and was more than proud. Swallowing hard, Jamie-Lynn then did something that completely took me by surprise, and she reached down and proceeded to undo her Bikini top.
“Hey, what are you doing?” I asked, stopping her.
“I was just gonna...”
“No, you better not. You sister will flip out.”
Smirking slyly, Jamie-Lynn then replied, “I don’t care.”
I had to admit, she looked incredibly sexy at that exact moment but remembering our surroundings I restrained from going any further. With that, Jamie-Lynn playfully pouted and proceeded to tug on the thin straps of her Bikini top, pulling and yanking it from side to side – and from my vantage point above her treating me to an incredible sight. As Jamie-Lynn readjusted her top, she inadvertently flashed me her bare breasts, more specifically her gorgeous little nipples which were pink and pussy. They were exactly how I imagined them to be – simply perfect.
“Hey, do you wanna go for a swim?” she asked me.
Just then, before I had time to reply out of nowhere Britney appeared at the sauna door, apparently finished from her tanning. I immediately cursed myself for not catching her get up off the bed topless as it seemed she had somehow slipped her top back on. As Britney entered she slashed some fresh water on the rocks and complained.
“Stop harassing him J-Lynn.”
“Why, are you jealous?” Jamie-Lynn quickly snapped back, still leaning against me like she owned me.
“J-Lynn!” Britney warned, and grabbing her by the arm pulled her off me.
“Hey! Why do you get to have all the fun?” she pouted.
I have to admit I genuinely felt sorry for her.
“Jamie, leave… NOW!” Britney threatened her, “Do you want me to call mom?”
Upset, Jamie-Lynn huffed and grabbed her towel and shorts and stormed out of the sauna, leaving us alone inside.
“I’m really sorry about that. My sister can be a little brat when she wants to be.”
“Hey, it’s cool.” I replied – smiling slyly to myself as fresh images of her little nipples filled my head.
Unfortunately the image got me rock hard again, and Britney happened to notice. Graciously, she didn’t say anything about it but we both knew she knew.
Slightly embarrassed, I then spoke, “Well I guess I better get going too,” I said, “I think I’m done for the day.”
Truth was I didn’t really have anywhere else to be – considering my main objective and reason for employment was to stay as close to Britney as humanly possible. Still, I was feeling extremely awkward about the entire morning, especially after having just felt Britney up on the tanning bed. Now I didn’t know what to say to her. Just then as I got up, Britney spoke.
“Wait! I was just about to jump in the hot tub for a few minutes, to unwind. Aren’t you going to join me?”
“Well I um...”
“Oh come on! I hate to be alone... please.” she said, putting on a cute puppy dog face, “Please, pretty please.”
Britney Spears inviting you for a spa is one thing, but when she’s there half naked and BEGGING you to join her, that’s another thing entirely. Of course I agreed, and with that we both stepped out of the sauna and slipping into the soothing hot tub – the water felt incredible. There, I watched in disbelief as her Bikini top proceeded to get wet and seemed to be almost transparent. I couldn’t believe my luck, or my eyes – as was treated to another set of nipples. I could clearly make them out and I don’t mind saying they were absolutely glorious! Like nothing I had ever imagined.
Britney and I then sat there for a few minutes just relaxing and soaking up the tranquil atmosphere. Meanwhile I continued to glance over every now and then catching a eyeful of her beautiful breasts and nipples – which hypnotically floated just over the water line as she lay back with her arms out, leaning against the edge with her eyes shut. I waited for her to bring up the incident that happened to us earlier but she never did. Then out of nowhere she finally spoke over the sound of the bubbles and water jets.
“Oh, did I ever get to thank you for the other day?”
“No, but that’s okay, it’s my job Britney.”
Britney was speaking about an incident a few days earlier in which she was getting changed in a local clothing store and a guy snuck in and got off a few shots of her with his digital camera. As he ran off, I accidentally “bumped” into him outside, sticking out my leg and sending him hurtling to the ground. Unfortunately for him the “accident” caused him to fall and break his camera, and shocked, the wannabe photog panicked and took off.
Britney went on, “You know that guy caught me in a very compromising situation. If it wasn’t for you, by now it’d be all over the internet!”
With that, Britney suddenly stood up in the spa and moved towards me – her breasts and the outline of dark nipples eye level to me.
“Thank you Justin, I don’t know what to say but thank you, you saved my skin.”
All I could do was nervously smile and try not to stare at her glorious rack.
“It’s nothing Britney, really.”
“No, I don’t know what I would do without you? You have helped me so much in the last few months.”
She then grinned, “And just so you know, I’ll be expecting a massage like that from you every day, too.”
I couldn’t believe the bravado of this girl, she actually had the nerve to bring it up and even demanded a repeat no less. Meanwhile Britney now had a real shit eating grin on her face, while her nipples seemed to be standing at full attention, diverting my eyes. Now standing over me in the water, I felt slightly intimidated and playfully splashed some water at her. Outraged, she playfully splashed back and it quickly developed into a water fight!
Attempting to overpower me, Britney quickly lunged at me and grabbed my wrists. Using her body she then straddled me and pinned me against the side. Laughing hysterically, I played along as Britney pressed her body hard against me and without warning pecked me on the cheek.
“There, got you!” She giggled sweetly.
I immediately squirmed and pretended to resist, but this only encouraged her and she now attempted to kiss me on the lips – instead, pecking me several times on the cheek and forehead. Wrestling around in the water, I could feel Britney’s full breasts brushing against me. Meanwhile in all the commotion she had somehow managed to wrap her strong legs around my waist – holding me tight and grinding her crotch over my hard on.
I could see it in her eyes that she could feel it too, but we tried to ignore it and continued to playfully grapple. Pushing hard against me, the sensation was unbearable, and the effect was evident by the sound and expression on our faces. For all intense and purpose we were now dry humping each other underwater. I couldn’t help by groan as she moved, bucking and grinding her hips over me. Catching each other’s eye in this sexual frenzy, I reached out to wrap her arms behind her back and she in turn leaned forward for a kiss.
Pinning her arms behind her back, Britney let out a moan just as our lips met for the very first time. It seemed that all the stories Kevin had told me, about her being submissive, were true. Almost immediately she parted her lips and slipped in her tongue, searching out mine. With that, I held her tight by the wrists as I used my free hand to grip her hip, pulling in close. I then slid my hand up and around her firm body, and wasting little time, quickly groped and tweaked her large breasts and taut nipple through her Bikini top – causing her to moan and whimpers softly into my mouth.
I was actually surprise at how talented a kisser she really was, and fondling her breasts seemed to really turn her on. In turn, Britney swirled her hot tongue around in my mouth, almost thrusting it down my throat, when suddenly to my shock and surprise, we both heard someone enter from behind us. To my shock horror it was Kevin. Busted! I thought.
“Hey guys, what are you two up to?” he said nonchalantly – apparently ignoring our activities and looked for something at the bar.
I was stunned. Here I was with his wife, in a hot tub, half naked and making out frantically like two sex crazed teenagers and he didn’t even care in the least. I looked over to Britney for some guidance or direction but was surprise to see she too was blasé about the whole situation. If anything, I’d say she had a look of annoyance on her face – like, how dare he interrupt us?
“What do you looking for, Kevin?” she asked exasperatingly.
Kevin seemed to ignore her questions for a few seconds before he finally asked if he could speak to her alone. With that, Britney apologized to me and stepped out of the water to go talk to him by the bar, on the other side of the room. From my location though, I could still clearly hear their conversation and had to roll my eyes when I heard him ask her for money. After arguing for a minute or two, she then threw up her hands and went back behind the bar and ducked below to unlock a small safe. There she then placed a number of stacked bills on the bar which Kevin quickly snatched up and proceeded to count.
“That’s all Kevin!” Britney whined, “That’s all there is until Tuesday, until Larry comes by.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Kevin replied – never taking his eyes away from the stack of money.
With that, Britney then made her way back towards the tub and immediately moved to hug me again but I pushed her away. I just wasn’t comfortable and felt quite awkward with Kevin standing there. Finally having counted his loot, from what I guessed to be about 5K, he then announced he was leaving.
“Okay, well I’m off kids.” Kevin said, not even bothering to look back at us, “I’ll catch you two later.”
“Yeah, just make sure you don’t scratch the car!” Britney said sarcastically, “Bitch!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her comment, hell, the entire situation. The entire scene was surreal. I was now more confused than ever. Did they have some sort of an arrangement? In all my time dealing with them, I had never even suspected it, and I would have assumed Kevin would have told me about something as important, but he didn’t. Then, before I could do or say anything else, Britney suddenly leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips – shoving her cold wet tongue deep down my throat again.
It was then Britney explained that they had come to this arrangement only recently. It seemed they were both bored with their marriage and agreed to have some fun. And while I tried to wrap my head around what she was telling me, Britney then repositioned herself on top of me. We kissed a little more but I couldn’t hide my discomfort and confusion.
I then told her, “Um look, this whole thing with you Kevin and me, is freaking me out. I... I think I should leave.”
“Leave, where?”
“No I mean resign.”
“What? No, why?” Britney groaned.
“Well it’s just this whole situation now and…”
“Oh come on, don’t be silly.” she said, “Besides, you know you’d just be breaking my sister’s heart.”
Looking at her we both began to laugh.
“Yeah right,” I replied, “Look, I just… I can’t work for you when every time I see you I…”
“What, say it, go on?” she said while running her hands through my hair.
“Well, every time I see you I just want to rip you’re fucking clothes off and fuck the shit out of you!”
Britney went silent, and for a moment I thought I might have crossed the line.
Backtracking I tried to explain, “I mean... I didn’t mean it like... well I did, but.”
“Yes?” Britney smiled slyly, as if waiting for an explanation.
Seeing her smile so sexily caused me to smile too.
“Look, you know what I’m saying. I just think you’re so fucking beautiful... it’s not my fault I can’t stop imagining you naked.”
Grinning slyly, Britney suddenly placed her finger over my lips to silence me and started to move away.
Suddenly, she spoke, “You mean like this?”
And with that Britney gently tugged at her Bikini top, letting it dangle freely and expose her incredible breasts. Slipping is over her head, she then flung it across the room and proceeded to reach down in the water. TO my delight, I then watched as she stepped out of her Bikini bottoms under the water and producing her Bikini bottoms, smiled as she tossed them in the same direction as her top. Britney was now totally naked in the water, and not wanting to disappoint, I too proceeded to slid out of my shorts. We were now both naked in the hot tub.
Smiling broadly, Britney then floated towards me again, and positioning herself over me again, we both moaned with delight as my hard on grazed and probed against her crotch. Straddling me, Britney quickly presented her impressive rack to my mouth, and I hungrily accepted. Her breasts sagged and pointed outward while her nipples were large and round; a very dark brown color. Her areolas were wide and smudged out of shape. Seeing my reaction I could tell she was a little self conscience about them, so I assured her.
“They’re beautiful!”
A moment later, its then I felt her hand snake between our bodies and grip my tool, carefully guiding the head to her slick entrance.
“Oh God... yes,” we both let out as I slowly impaled her.
Pulling me in close she then kissed my neck and throat, and started to lick my ear – sticking her tongue inside.
She then whispered in her sweet southern accent, “Don’t go baby… I need you.”
Filling her completely, Britney didn’t waste any time and soon proceeded to bounce up and down over me, filling her cunt deeper and deeper with each thrust. Water splashed around us violently as she wrapped her arms around my neck and impaled herself repeatedly. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever done – having sex out in the open and in a hot tub. Caught up in the moment, Britney suddenly told me to stop and excitedly insisted I do her from behind. With that, Britney flipped over in the water and leaned against the side – arching her spine and sticking her firm round ass up in the air.
“Do it Justin, please... fuck me from behind. I love it! I love it from behind.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice, and with that I moved over to stand behind her. The sight before me was magnificent, and incredible aroused, I couldn’t help myself and I quickly crouched down behind her in the water and to give her sweet ass a kiss. That kiss soon turned into a few licks, and I quickly began to eat her out. First I ate her pussy, relishing the taste and sliding my tongue across and between her meaty folds, but then a sudden burst of energy surged through me and before I knew what I was doing I was eating her tight little sphincter – licking her ass and making her really moan and carry on.
“Oooohh—OHH!! Ohh my lord… oohh!” she breathed as she felt my tongue explore her backdoor.
“Yesssss… nnnghhh!! N—No one has ever uuurghh... done thaa—ahhhhhh before.”
Eating her ass, I then slipped two of my long fingers into her juicy hot cunt and proceeded to finger her roughly – noting that despite her marriage and active sex life she was still considerably tight. Probing deep inside her, I then softly massaged her cervix, and this action combined with my deep tonguing of her anus, caused her to yelp out loud as she quickly approached her orgasm – and what an orgasm it was. Britney shrieked at the top of her lungs and came violently.
“Oooooo fuck! Yeaahhhhhhh... ohhh oh lord! Justin!!”
Suddenly as if awakening something deep inside, Britney unexpectedly came alive, pouncing on me and going wild. She quickly turned and kissed me passionately on the lips – this time with renewed vigor.
“Ohhhh fuuu… you son of a bitch!” she said between kisses, pushing me back in the water until I finally rested against the edge on the other side.
“Now you’ve done it! Fuck me, NOW!!” she demanded.
With that, I abruptly grabbed the mane of her long hair and yanked on it, causing her to grunt. Placing her in position, I bent her over once again, only this time I quickly positioned myself directly behind and rubbed the end of my cock between the her meaty slit. We both moaned. A moment later and without warning, I then thrust forward and impaled her from behind – causing her to jerk forward and give out a loud groan.
“Nnghhhh yes! Fuck me!!”
I immediately proceeded to pound into her with all my energy and gripping her tresses yanked her head back as I fucked her doggy-style. For her part, Britney grunts steadily and proceeded to jerk back, craving more and more of my thrusting cock. At this stage, I was pounding into her so hard, the room filled with the lewd sound of my hips slapping loudly against her butt cheeks.
“Urghh nnghh nngh uughhh!!” she grunted steadily.
It was then, to my chagrin, that I glanced over towards the door and caught sight of Jamie-Lynn standing there watching us. Thankfully, Britney hadn’t spotted from her position, but surprised, I initially slowed down just a little, wondering just how long Jamie-Lynn had been standing there watching.
Britney moaned loudly, “No, arghh! don’t stop!! Don’t you dare fucking stop!! I’m so close… fuck me!!! Fuck me you son of a bitch!!!!”
As we continued to fuck, Jamie-Lynn’s eyes proceeded to well up. Having seen enough, she then turned and ran away, slamming the door behind her. Hearing the door, Britney froze and glanced over her shoulder, only now realized someone had been watching us.
With a concerned look on her face she asked, “Who?”
“J-Lynn,” I replied, and Britney simply shrugged her shoulders and proceeded to lunge back at me.
We continued to fuck for the next few minutes with the water splashing all around us. Unable to hold off any longer I soon pulled out and unload all over Britney’s pretty butt and back. Breathing heavy, I then slipped into the hot tub completely exhausted, trying to catch my breath. Britney soon joined me and giggled out of breath.
“Oh my God, you got me everywhere! It’s even in my hair!” she chuckled blissfully.
“Sorry about that sweetie, couldn’t be helped.” I panted.
“So what? Do you still want to leave me?”
“Can I think about it?” I joked, causing her to huff and playfully splash some water at me.
“Bastard,”