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Authors name: LusciousLickingLips (Address withheld)
Story title : Britney and Justin: First Time

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BRITNEY AND JUSTIN: FIRST TIME (MF-teens, 1st, celeb)
By LusciousLickingLips (Address withheld)

***

Relationships are hard to maintain with equity, and 
they're even harder if you're young and a celebrity. 
This story is a fantasy about Britney Spears and her 
boyfriend Justin Timberlake. It could have happened 
exactly this way, but then, maybe not.

***

Justin released a heavy pent up sigh. "I know this 
doesn't seem fair, but I feel that you give your fans 
everything of yourself, and I end up with the 
leftovers." Britney was confused and dismayed with 
Justin's stark declaration. All this time she thought 
their relationship was going great, but apparently she's 
clueless about her boyfriend's true feelings. 

"Like what do you mean, honey? Like you know I love 
you." Britney walked over to Justin, who was staring out 
of her bedroom's glass sliding doors. She slid her arms 
around his waist and rested her cheek on his upper back. 
His special scent wafted towards her nostrils. She 
inhaled deeply, loving the intimacy of it, and thought 
again how lucky she was to have him as her boyfriend. 
That notion made her press her body closer to his. 

Justin tried to ignore the feel of her breasts crushed 
against him and the way her hips were jamming against 
his legs. That was the way to insanity because he knew 
that he 'can't get no satisfaction' from her in the 
carnal sense. However, every breath she took just made 
him more aware of her sexy body, and that fact reminded 
him of how the whole world was probably laughing at him 
right this minute. 

He gritted his teeth and blurted out, "Why did you have 
to say in that press conference that you were a virgin? 
Couldn't you just have avoided answering the question at 
all? You could have said, 'No comment.'"
 
Britney was immediately contrite. "Oh baby, I'm so 
sorry! Like my brains must have been mush that day!" 

Justin didn't say anything, and that made Britney feel 
even worse. Her thoughtless comment had caused such an 
uproar internationally that even she was shocked. Her 
statement had ended up on all the tabloids' front pages 
and the lifestyle sections of the more respectable 
newspapers. She hadn't realized that people were so 
interested in her sex life. "Sweetie, you know I didn't 
mean to say anything about something so personal. Like I 
feel really bad. Like please say you'll forgive me." 

Justin exploded. He turned around to grip her arms. 
Britney was taken aback with his sudden action. "You 
don't get it, do you? I know your career needs to grow, 
but the promotion of your new sexy image is getting to 
me. I have to watch with the whole world as your hot 
photos and magazine spreads make all the guys hard as a 
rock! And then in your 'Don't Let Me Be the Last to 
Know' video, I had to grin and bear it as you horsed 
around with that hunk all over the beach, wearing a 
microscopic crocheted bikini that had your breasts 
practically falling out! And then there was that "I'm a 
Slave 4U' video with that orgy scene where you looked 
like you were coming like anything! Isn't there any part 
of you that I know is mine and just mine alone?!!" 
Justin released her arms and raked his fingers through 
his hair. "And then you had to announce to the whole 
world that you're a virgin!!! Christ!!!" 

Britney was quiet because the gravity of the situation 
was made clear to her when Justin cursed. He never 
cursed in front her because he was brought up to be a 
gentleman. Then she was suddenly hit with an insight. 
Justin's reaction was actually a combination of his male 
ego, frustrated lust and a primal need to know that a 
part of her would always be exclusively his. 

She realized now that her sexier mature image, as well 
as the publicity that it demanded was robbing them both 
of special intimate moments in their relationship. And 
she hadn't considered the repercussions of how her 
innocent revelation of being a virgin would affect how 
the public viewed her boyfriend. They probably thought 
he was a limp dick or something for not making love to 
her. 

Actually, when they first got together, Britney was the 
one who had requested that they don't have sex yet 
because she didn't feel that she was ready. To his 
credit, Justin had respected her wishes. What he didn't 
seem to realize was that his restraint proved to her 
that he got it all over the other guys who were 
constantly trying to get her attention.

And that just made him even more special to her. On the 
other hand, she was reasonably sure that he had been 
faithful to her, despite the astronomical number of 
girls throwing themselves at him, since he was one of 
the most popular members of the hit boy band N 'Sync. 

Britney thought, 'Oh wow, like no wonder Justin is so 
testy. Aside from not getting any and having to say no 
to all those girls, like he had to contend with 
imagining men and boys drooling over my pictures, and 
then like watching me kiss and do stuff with all those 
other guys in my videos.'

She decided that it was time to shed her overprotected 
upbringing and make it up to him, and make him feel that 
he's the only guy she wants to be with forever and ever, 
in short, he was the guy born to make her happy. 

"Come over here, baby..." And then she hooked her index 
finger in his pant's belt loop, before slowly walking 
backwards until the back of her knees hit the king-size 
bed. "I think it's like time to reward my big boy for 
good behavior." 
Justin's heart raced with this latest development, but 
he wanted to make sure. "What do you mean, Britney?" 

Britney was suddenly hit with a wave of shyness, causing 
her to look down and mumble, "Well, you know..." Then 
she rushed out, "Like I think we should go all the way 
this time. I mean, like, we're all alone in my house. 
Your mom and my mom are shopping together and won't be 
back till tonight. So like we practically have the place 
all to ourselves the whole afternoon." 

Justin was struck speechless for a moment before he 
managed to find his voice, which was an unromantic 
croak, "Are you sure, babe?" 

Britney looked up and let her eyes say it. She nodded 
quietly. "I'm sure, Justin." 

Justin could only groan out, "Oh babe," and bent his 
head to kiss her ravenously. But his plan went awry. 
With a giggle, Britney avoided his lips and gave him a 
playful push that forced him to sit at the edge of the 
bed. He resisted a strong urge to curse and crush that 
soft sexy body against his, that same body that had been 
driving him crazy for years. 

"Sit down, sweetie. I'm gonna give you a personal 
private performance you won't forget." With a playful 
smile, Britney left him to get a chair, which she put in 
the middle of the bedroom's open space, facing him. She 
nudged her sandals off and flung them across the room 
with a graceful flick of each foot. Then she rummaged 
through her CDs, and before long Justin soon recognized 
the strains of her latest hit, the aforementioned 'I'm a 
Slave 4U'. 

Justin's eyes popped wide open as Britney started 
dancing to the music. Since she had a lot of dance 
background, her body can pretty much do anything, a fact 
he was very thankful for at that very moment. 

Although she has always maintained with the press that 
she never thought of herself as a sex symbol, she seemed 
to be bent on reminding him why she was considered to be 
one by both the male and female species. His eyes were 
drawn to her hands as they ran through her blonde hair, 
over her ample chest, by the sides of her writhing hips, 
before ending on one of her feet balanced on top of the 
chair. 

Britney looked over at him to make sure he was following 
her hands as they swept from her ankle to caress her 
thigh, before cupping her sex through the low-slung 
jeans that lovingly hugged her hips. Her position forced 
her breasts to plump between the triangular frame of her 
straight arms, making Justin gasp in appreciation as 
they threatened the constraints of her pink-checkered 
blouse, which was being held together by flimsy looking 
knots right under her breasts, leaving her delectable 
cleavage and tasty tummy bare. 

Britney brought her foot down, consequently making a 
tight trap for her hands, which Justin presumed to be 
stimulating her love box. His theory seemed to be 
correct, though, as Britney flung her head back and 
moaned. He shifted uncomfortably as he felt his blood 
rushing to his groin. But his stare never strayed far 
from her writhing curvy body, mesmerizing him with its 
heat and sexual energy. He almost shouted a protest when 
she suddenly spun to face away from him. 

She looked over her shoulder to give him a reassuring 
wink, and went back to torturing him with her rolling 
hips, which only made him imagine of sinking his fingers 
into those very same hips before plunging his cock into 
her virgin pussy. His breath caught in his throat as the 
indentation of her spine became longer, and then he 
belatedly realized that she must have released the snaps 
on her jeans. 

As her undulating hips moved in circles, it prodded the 
blue material to slide lower. Justin silently urged the 
offending cloth to go down faster, but it seemed to have 
a mind of its own as it defied gravity and took its own 
sweet time. He was ready to stand up and yank them down 
himself when Britney helped the process by giving the 
hipster a helpful push over the widest part of her hips, 
so that there was no way for the jeans to go but down, 
which it did with a sexy slither. 

Justin's fingers clawed the bed sheets to stop from 
grabbing for himself some of the sweetest ass on the 
planet. The globes of her behind were in perfect display 
in the thong panties she was wearing. They rode high on 
top of her muscular legs, toned from years of dancing. 
They were so rounded that he also had to grit his teeth 
to resist the urge to sink his teeth into the tempting 
flesh. 

His fantasy was interrupted when Britney turned to stand 
facing her horny boyfriend. She was delighted to note 
that there was a noticeable bulge in his pants, for she 
had plans to make him even bigger and harder. She slowly 
sank on the chair right behind her, and made sure her 
legs were clamped together. 

Then, in time with the music, she would suddenly split 
her limbs wide open and close them in a flash, leaving 
him wanting to see more. She seemed to have heard his 
wish because she transferred her hands behind her for 
support and slid forward until she was balanced at the 
very edge of the chair. This position arched her back, 
consequently thrusting her chest out even more, and 
bringing her groin closer for his fervent inspection. He 
also adjusted himself by placing his forearms on his 
upper thighs, which brought his face at a lower level. 
He sure didn't want to miss any glimpse of her pink 
treasure. 

Britney playfully brought her joined knees to the right, 
letting him gawk at her luscious legs from the tips of 
her toes to the curve of her waist, and then bring them 
to the other side. When she transferred those legs from 
side to side, she allowed her knees to separate just a 
little bit so that her boyfriend could get a tiny peek 
at her pussy, and what he didn't see, his imagination 
more than made up for it. 

After teasing him for several minutes, she turned away 
from him again to straddle the chair. Placing her feet 
firmly on the floor, she raised her arms overhead to 
lengthen her torso. Justin couldn't help admiring the 
elegant line of her spine. 

In an unexpected move, she bent over backwards until her 
hands touched the floor and her back was arched into a 
high bridge. Her mounds followed her downward dip and 
formed enticing curves that he wanted to explore. In 
fact, at that instant, with her body in such a 
vulnerable position, there was nothing he would have 
loved better than to run his hands all over and discover 
her hidden nooks and crevices, especially the one 
between her legs. 

And then, he never figured out how she did it, but she 
suddenly whipped her body from a bridge to a kneeling 
position right in front of him that he jerked back 
instinctively. In her new subservient position, she 
looked like a naive supplicant. The image was further 
reinforced when she peeked at him from under her lashes 
and gave him a timorous half-smile. 

Justin was entranced by her mercurial transformation 
from a vamp to an innocent. He bent down to look at her 
more closely but she scuttled away from him, scooting 
backwards with her weight resting on her palms, and 
using her feet to propel herself in a crab-like fashion. 

Although she was lengthening the distance between them, 
he couldn't exactly complain because her unusual stance 
caused her knees to spread wide open, giving him an 
unobstructed view of how her thong poorly concealed her 
pussy folds. His eyes eagerly memorized the puffy 
outlines of her pussy lips. He was also gratified to see 
a faint glaze on her inner thighs, attesting to the fact 
that he wasn't the only one getting hot and bothered. 

She scurried until she was behind the chair and 
disappeared from sight. After a few seconds, Britney 
came back into view with a slithering motion that 
reminded him of a snake responding to the call of its 
charmer. And then his heartbeat accelerated even more 
when he realized that she held in her hands the untied 
ends of her pink-checkered blouse. 

With a wicked little smile, she mimicked her earlier 
efforts with her legs by flashing him a glimpse of her 
tantalizing breasts by jerking one side of the blouse's 
panel open, then closing it just as quickly. Since she 
wasn't wearing a bra, he was gifted with unencumbered 
glimpses of her legendary mammary glands. She did this 
several times, with Justin busily assembling in his 
memory bits and pieces like creamy flesh, a glimpse of 
pink, and a full roundness that his hands wanted to grab 
and suck. He clenched his fists in an attempt to control 
the impulse. 

When she slowly glided towards him, his glands started 
to produce more saliva; and he had to swallow several 
times because, otherwise, he was going to drool. She was 
on tiptoes, as if she was wearing heels; and she was 
moving in that crisscross fashion that models do, except 
that she was really doing it so leisurely that it defied 
the music's tempo. 

She would actually balance on one leg, lift the other 
leg, bend it until that foot was beside the knee of the 
balanced leg, stay for a few seconds, and then repeat 
the same motion with the bent leg straightening and 
doing the balancing act this time. 

It was a graceful, heart-stopping dance move, which just 
made him drool even more because her thong actually 
slipped to and fro before settling in the crack of her 
vagina to accommodate her actions, allowing him to make 
out the outer lips of her moist slit. And since she had 
settled her hands on her waist, the panels of her blouse 
were free to flutter with her every movement, baring the 
inner curves of her mouth-watering tits. 

When she was finally in front of him, her question 
raised his head from the intent examination he was 
giving her body. He looked up guiltily to meet her 
bashful smile. "Uhmm... like... would you like to open 
my blouse?" 

His brain scrambled to understand her words because he 
couldn't believe his hearing. Was she actually going to 
let him pull the cloth apart to reveal what she, her 
masseuse and her dresser have been the only ones 
privileged to see? There can only be one answer. "Oh 
yeah!" 

Justin gently took the ends and parted them slowly, 
acting out an irrational desire to prolong his own 
agony. His mouth opened instinctively, in readiness for 
sucking, as the inner slopes were gradually revealed, 
followed by the velvety mounds topped with ripe pink 
tips. The beauty of her breasts mesmerized him as he 
gently pulled the checkered blouse down her arms 
entirely, leaving her lovely body fully uncovered, her 
thong a miniscule protection from his admiration. 

Her body was a study in proportion and perfection. Her 
magnificent chest tapered into a tiny waist that flowed 
into trim hips. And despite the fact that her dancing 
had produced a toned body with muscles, there was still 
an appealing feminine roundness to every part of her, 
from her arms, to her belly, and even her slender 
calves. Aside from that, vibrancy and strength emanated 
from her form, adding to her allure. But her breasts 
were a study in itself. 

They were a classic round shape, definitely more than a 
handful that would probably overflow even his large 
hands. Due to her youth and commitment to working out, 
her chest muscles gave her boobs great support so that 
there was barely any sagging to them. Her pink nipples 
and aureoles sat squarely in the center of her mounds 
like cherries on top of a sundae, looking deliciously 
yummy. He could hardly wait to sink his mouth and teeth 
into her tits. 

Britney felt the heat from his gaze, causing a charming 
blush to spread from her stunning chest, upwards her 
slim neck, before enveloping her cheeks with a 
delightful pink flush. In that instant she looked so 
young that it reminded him that it was her first time. 
He resolved that she was going to take pleasure in their 
lovemaking, otherwise, they would just have to try again 
and again until they get it right. That plan of action 
was definitely fine by him. 

His intent perusal was causing Britney's breath to 
quicken, making her chest rise and fall, producing a 
slight quivering in her mounds, which captured Justin's 
attention completely. Seeing how absorbed he was, 
Britney became fascinated herself with watching his 
reactions, from the flaring of his nostrils, to the 
feral gleam in his eyes, and to the sharp looking teeth 
that seemed ready bite her. She felt a frisson of fear 
and a thrill of excitement run through her at the same 
time. So she gathered all the guts that she could muster 
and did an experimental jiggle of her shoulders, causing 
her breasts to bounce. 

She had to bite her lip to stop from giggling as at his 
expression, as if he wanted to eat her up! His reactions 
to her display were making all her panic and fear to 
disappear; instead, they inspired her to really strut 
her stuff. 

She wildly shook her shoulders, agitating her globes, 
making them ricochet against each other, and earning her 
an agonized moan from Justin. She quickly moved in 
between his legs and widened her own stance to broaden 
his, and then stepped back while still doing the shimmy, 
before suddenly halting a couple of feet away from him. 

And then Justin was taken by surprise when she suddenly 
dropped forward. One moment he was totally concentrated 
on her shuddering tits, and in the next second she was 
dropping on him like a ton of bricks. He naturally tried 
to catch her, only to find out there was no need since 
her palms landed right on top of his spread upper 
thighs. 

During the fall, she had also managed to stretch her 
whole body behind her, as well as her arms, which put 
her face very near his. He could only marvel again as 
her dance training came to the fore. She tantalized him 
with her eyes as she deliberately bent her elbows and 
lowered her whole body in a classic full-length body 
push-up, with his legs acting to brace her weight. But 
it was unlike any push-up Justin had ever seen. 

She sank in a long drawn out version of the push-up, 
emphasizing the downward motion instead of the upward 
one, her warm breath teasing his skin right through his 
clothes. She went south until her breasts were pressing 
against his jean clad thighs and her face was parallel 
with his crotch, letting hot exhalations of air tease 
him with its myriad possibilities. 

Then she repeated the process, but this time letting her 
face nuzzle and burrow against him, tongue and lips 
adding immeasurably to his excitement. He hurriedly tore 
his shirt apart to allow her direct contact with his 
skin, groaning appreciatively at her efforts. When she 
enveloped his raging hard-on with her open mouth, he 
grabbed her under the arms and crushed her lips with his 
own. 

He released her long enough to mutter in her ear, "Babe, 
you are making me so hot. You're hell and heaven all 
rolled into one." Britney smiled and gave him one last 
smack as her way of saying thank you, before spinning 
around to sit on his lap, grinding her ass against his 
arousal, causing Justin to instinctively hump her back. 

In an instant, they were dry fucking and since they both 
loved the sensations, Britney spread her legs even wider 
so that his hard on can press directly against her 
sensitive slit, while Justin pumped his hips more 
vigorously. 

With her back to his chest, Justin recognized right away 
the advantages of their position and seized her breasts, 
memorizing their shape and texture, giving in to his 
craving to squeeze them to his heart's content. Britney 
apparently approved because she threw her head back over 
his shoulder and whimpered, which encouraged him to play 
with her nipples by pulling and releasing them abruptly, 
making her breasts shake to and fro. Those gorgeous tits 
quaking and shuddering made him nearly come, but her 
whispered plea really got to him. 

"Oooh... Remove my panties, baby!" 

Justin slammed her ass against his groin to prevent the 
immediate release of his boiling spunk. The concept of 
having Britney Spears, the world's sexiest pop princess 
and the fantasy of every heterosexual male and some 
lesbian females, totally naked on his lap was just mind-
blowing! He took deep ragged breaths to gain some 
control. There was just no way he was going to blow his 
wad in his pants like some inexperienced jackass. 

When he felt he had a small measure of control, he 
grabbed the sides of her thong and tugged downwards. 
After clearing her hips, Britney voluntarily raised both 
her legs upwards until her toes were pointing straight 
towards the ceiling, aiding his efforts to get rid of 
her thong. The sight of those panties traveling up those 
legs made his pole twitch madly. When they were finally 
off her feet, he smacked the crotch area of her 
underwear right to his nose and mouth, inhaling and 
licking her sweet pussy juice at the same time. 

While he was preoccupied with her captivating taste and 
scent, Britney slithered off his lap. Still facing away 
from him, she gyrated her hips like an exotic dancer, 
and continued the illusion by sliding her hands from the 
top of her legs all the way down to her ankles, looking 
at her horny boyfriend between her legs, who stuffed her 
panty into his jeans pocket as her virgin pussy was laid 
out before him. 

There was no other way to describe it. Her juicy pussy 
was pretty. The petals of her opening barely unfurled 
despite her wide-open stance. Instead they remained 
closed to hide from view the inviting hollow he wanted 
to burrow his cock into. And a fine sheen of oily 
liquids bubbled from her pink depths, while fine blonde 
pussy hair framed her delicious looking slit. 

Once again, Justin gave in to his craving. He grabbed 
her firmly by the hips and opened his mouth wide enough 
to engulf her hole entirely. He began to suck her cunt 
fluids ravenously, like a starving man presented with a 
buffet. Britney grabbed on to her ankles, and tried to 
keep from falling over and screaming in ecstasy as her 
boyfriend rammed his tongue inside her. Justin was 
relentless in his quest to eat and drink from the 
delicious dish that was her pussy. 

When he began to chew and nibble on her swollen clit, 
Britney came for the first time in her young life. And 
she wasn't shy about letting the whole world know about 
it. She shrieked loud enough for the whole neighborhood 
to hear. 

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh... Lliiiike I'm ccccoooommmiiinnggg!!!" 

At that moment, Justin heartily appreciated the 
soundproofing of her house, which was originally meant 
to contain the music that was constantly being produced 
inside her residence from being a nuisance to her 
neighbors; but it worked just as well on confining her 
yells of pleasure, which he hoped were just the start of 
many that were going to be produced that scorching 
afternoon. 

Justin didn't pause with munching her pussy. He even 
bore down harder to urge more orgasms from her spasmodic 
pussy. He devoured the fresh pussy flesh that he was 
privileged enough to have dined on first. His tongue 
flicked her little bud like a viper before flattening it 
to sweep her pussy from top to bottom like a cat that 
was grooming itself. 

"Ooohhh Justin... Like what are you doing?!? Like that 
feels so good!!" And Britney came again in little spurts 
that Justin was more than happy to gorge on. He was very 
pleased to note that his girlfriend was one of those 
girls who came so hard their juices spurted like a mini-
fountain. He had always found eating pussy to be a real 
treat and he intended to do it again and again with 
Britney, who was presently more than content to collapse 
on his lap as fresh tremors shook her body. 

When she recovered, she turned to straddle his lap and 
decided to give him a reward for being so naughtily nice 
to her. Knowing now how fascinated he was with her 
breasts, she clasped the sides of his head and pulled 
him smoothly right in between the plump cushions. Her 
sizeable spheres muffled his groans of pleasure. 

Justin was happily surrounded by tit flesh, and he was 
on cloud nine as he sucked them from all directions and 
formed hickeys left and right. He dug his fingers into 
the soft globes and mauled them to his delight. His 
gaping mouth swallowed her nipples and suckled hard to 
the point of pain. He sank his teeth into the tasty 
morsels and chomped the protruding tips. Britney moaned 
from the rough attention, but she loved it too and 
clutched his head even closer to her chest. 

As he sucked her flesh and teased her puffy pink 
nipples, Britney's right hand crept down until it 
reached his pants zipper. She tugged it down as far as 
it would go. Justin was enjoying himself immensely as 
her tits became his pet playground, but her next request 
made his head spin. "Let me see you, baby. Like can you 
please remove everything?" That made his head come off 
her chest so fast he made himself dizzy. 

Britney squirmed off his lap again, and sat at the edge 
of the bed while licking her lips in anticipation as 
Justin stood and unceremoniously pushed his pants and 
boxers off. His brusque disrobing was in complete 
contradiction to her earlier lingering striptease. 
However, to her delight, his penis proved to be a belly-
hugging sensation that dribbled a pre-cum coating all 
over his jerking hard-on, which was a respectable length 
of eight inches. 

But when Britney murmured in an awed tone, "Oh, like 
you're so big, baby," gallons of blood pumped into his 
groin area; and he got awestruck himself as he felt his 
rod increasing beyond its usual size. But her next 
question made him feel as if the top of his head had 
been blown off. "Like can I touch it?" 

Justin gently took her trembling hand gently into his 
and guided her index finger to the bulbous tip. He 
groaned as she traced the pre-cum's descent from the 
head down to his testicles. And he went a little bit 
crazy when she opened her hand, only to close it firmly 
around his shaft and moved it up and down 
experimentally. 

Britney had seen this being done in one of the porno 
films that she and her girlfriends had watched during a 
sleepover. At that time, they all found it disgusting, 
but now, as she watched her boyfriend's expression of 
enjoyment, she was filled with a strong desire to 
pleasure him even more. So she copied what that girl did 
next in the film. 

Britney inserted his rod in her cleavage and squeezed it 
between her generous mounds, and then moved her chest up 
and down, as she did earlier with her hand. But Justin 
will attest to the fact that this was so much better! He 
looked down and nearly came again when he saw how 
Britney was gazing at him adoringly with her big wide 
eyes, her beautiful blonde hair in disarray, and with 
his cock swallowed up by her breasts. Her velvety smooth 
skin chafing against his prick was the last straw. This 
was just too much! He needed to be inside her love box 
right now! 

He cried out, "Babe, please tell me you're ready!" 

Britney didn't answer him in words. Instead, she eagerly 
shoved herself towards the center of the bed, laid back 
with her knees wide open and her arms raised gracefully 
over her head. Her spicy tiny virgin cunt was in full 
display once more for Justin's hungry stare. He couldn't 
have hoped for a better invitation! He immediately 
lowered himself between her open limbs, but couldn't 
help asking one more time, "Britney, are you sure about 
this, babe?" 

Without hesitation, Britney locked her ankles behind his 
hips and her wrists around his neck. She whispered, 
"Yes," and brought his face down for a voracious tongue-
thrusting kiss. While their lips were locked, Justin 
gently inserted his member in her tight channel, trying 
to control his inclination to swiftly penetrate her 
sizzling sheath. 

Britney gasped as he pressed forward inexorably, panting 
as her virgin pussy adjusted to his member. Although 
there was great discomfort and slight pain, Britney was 
surprised that she wasn't in agony. Whenever they talked 
about their first time, she and her girlfriends always 
thought it would be like a physical kind of torture. 
Instead, she unexpectedly felt impatient by Justin's 
slow paced entry. 

On his part, Justin was thankful that her years of 
dancing seemed to have taken cared of her hymen, because 
he didn't feel any tissue break that would more than 
likely cause her pain. Nevertheless, he felt like his 
penis was furrowing into a tight slick cleft that only 
had the most minuscule fissure to pass through. 

Finally, after countless agonizing minutes, he was 
finally able to burrow himself so completely in her that 
their groins were enmeshed. Britney squirmed, trying to 
create some friction in her inflamed channel, wanting 
any movement from the penis lodged deeply inside her. He 
tried valiantly to stay still so that she could get used 
to his size, but her squirming was making it hard for 
him. He tried to distract himself by kissing her 
greedily as he tried not to pound her pussy to oblivion. 
But Britney urgently needed something, so instinctively, 
she slammed her clit forcefully against his groin. 
Incredibly, while they stayed motionless, Justin felt 
Britney scream into his mouth before she convulsed in 
another orgasm. 

As he felt her fluids gushing and her pussy muscles 
licking his whole cock, he finally gave in to his 
instincts to ram her, pounding his prick repeatedly into 
her tight cunt, her snug glove creating havoc with his 
senses. Britney loved the feel of his battering ram, 
stimulating nerve endings she never knew existed. 
Justin's hips followed a primeval rhythm, stroking in 
and out in sharp little jabs that shook her whole body. 
There was no room now for tenderness or moderation, and 
Britney didn't want any. What she wanted was to be 
fucked so fiercely that she won't even remember her own 
name! 

So they both allowed the savage tempo to beat in their 
loins, causing them to smash their groins together so 
hard that their bodies shook. Justin pressed himself 
even closer, causing Britney's legs to splay open, 
helplessly trembling with each thrust. She began to 
squeal every time his man meat smashed into her vagina, 
which only increased in volume as he fucked her faster 
and faster, his boiling cum on the threshold of release. 

Justin raised himself on his forearms so he could watch 
Britney approaching her own orgasm. Her eyes were shut 
tight, her lips were open in a slight grimace of 
pleasure pain, and her cheeks were flushed with arousal. 
God, she was so beautiful! 

His glance went lower and he was amazed to note that her 
breasts' previously pink tips were now cherry red from 
arousal! He immediately sucked and bathed them in his 
saliva as his hips unbelievably increased its pace, 
causing Britney to screech stridently. Her own elbows 
hooked around her knees to bring them closer to her 
head, consequently raising her hips higher, allowing his 
piercing thrusts to penetrate more deeply. 

And then suddenly, his spunk jettisoned uncontrollably 
in her clutching cunt, flooding her with its soothing 
cream until it ran down her entrance. His twitching 
prick triggered her own climax as her hips bucked and 
writhed, like a bull trying to throw off its rider. But 
he held on to those hips and fought to keep his pole 
plugged in her fiery furnace. He rode her heaving body 
until it crested and finally settled against the bed 
sheets. He couldn't resist fucking her a few more times 
to discharge all his cum before finally releasing his 
deflating cock from her cunt. 

Exhausted, they collapsed side by side, their limbs 
still entwined. As they tried to catch their breath, 
Britney leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss. When 
their eyes met, she was so deliriously happy that she 
started to giggle. She whispered, teasing him with some 
of her song lyrics, "I'm not a girl, but definitely a 
woman." And then she moved her thigh provocatively 
against his recovering erection in order to hasten the 
process. 

Finally, when his hard-on throbbed against her belly, 
Britney gave a little chuckle and rolled them over until 
she was straddling his hips. She lowered her breasts' 
swollen tips against his chest and succeeded to pop his 
stick in her slot at the same time. 

Justin's breath hissed out as he felt her searing pussy 
embracing his excited shaft. She put her mouth against 
his ear and kidded him in a breathy tone that was 
reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe, "Oops, I did it again." 
Justin could only groan at her banal little joke, which 
swiftly changed into an approving moan as her hips began 
to ride him rapidly to another earth shattering orgasm. 

And when their moms called to say they were going to be 
late coming back, as in they'll probably arrive midnight 
instead of late afternoon, both Britney and Justin 
chorused into the speakerphone, "No problem!" And then 
continued playing and having fun on the squeaking bed. 

END

Author's Note: If you're a Britney Spears fan, were you 
able to spot 12 of her song titles that are scattered 
all over the story? Some are the exact titles while 
others were modified to fit the context of the 
situation. Most of them are her more popular hits, while 
some will only be recognized by those who really listen 
to her music. Have fun spotting them! The answers are: 
Lucky, I Can't Get No Satisfaction, I'm A Slave 4U, 
Don't Let Me Be The Last To Know, You Got It All, Boys, 
Overprotected, Born To Make You Happy, When Your Eyes 
Say It, You Drive Me Crazy, I'm Not A Girl Not Yet A 
Woman, Oops I Did It Again...

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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