Today I was going to have Britney Spears nude, yes, have her completely naked for myself, and do what I wanted with her. I had spent lots of time thinking of all night long. I flipped my cigarette into the gutter and looked down the street, watching the rain through dim streetlight and alder branches. A lone female figure got out, stretched her legs, lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. It was Britney, the most popular celebrity in the world and she was going to be mine, all mine. My heart raced, pounded in my chest. I could hardly breath. Britney Spears walked in my direction. I was ready to intercept her, change our lives forever, or so that was the plan. Only a handful of people knew that she was dropped off here, on this corner where she usually walked to the back of the house so no one would see . She loved to be herself, smoke those cigarettes, and who knew what else in that mysterious house? Of course, I knew. It was all pretense.
Here it is, I thought, as she was just about upon me, the moment, the time, the act, my moment with tonight. Would I chicken out, allow her to pass, never knowing if I could pull it off? My hesitation left in an instant, filed away as unimportant. Careful though, I thought, I don’t want her to see me at the last moment and run down the street screaming bloody murder. But of course, that would all be an act.
I waited until she had just passed, then, at the last possible instant, I grabbed Britney Spears from behind, my right hand over her mouth, strong and determined so she couldn’t scream. I forced my left arm around her waist, pulled backward, away from the street, down an incline, stumbling in the twilight. We rolled a couple times and slid the rest of the way, down a hill. A truck sped by on the street above, oblivious to what was happening to one of the world's greatest celebrities, just a few feet away. Britney was stronger than she looked. She tried to scream but my hand shut it tight. She struggled furiously as we slid and rolled down the hill into a mass of bushes. She was still , unmoving, a lump of hot britney spears naked pics woman on soggy ground; I hoped she hadn't hit her beautiful head. That was not in the plan. I had been careless, taking too much of a chance just to make this look good. I could do what I wanted but I had to be careful, keep to the plan. I touched her neck; she was alive, breathing, eyes open but was she conscious?
We were in the middle of a small stand of bushes and wet grass. Cars passed above with their wet tire sounds, reflecting yellow headlights shone over muddy but beautiful form. I touched her neck; her long, blonde hair. Then I removed her dark coat and placed it next to me. She didn't move. Then I carefully removed her pink blouse. She looked different, somehow frail and small. I got an erection looking at her. But what had I done? This was the most popular celebrity in the world. Had I been too rough? Had I hurt her? What could I do. Well, I had this beautiful, wonderful britney spears naked pics woman to myself and I was gonna have her, fuck Britney Spears! I tore her blouse off, buttons popped but Britney Spears didn’t move. Her skin glistened naked, smudges of mud and wetness ran over her ribs, soaking her white bra. I searched for the fastener, pulled the bra off and suddenly kissed her lavish, natural breasts. No boob job here. Not this britney spears naked pics. They felt so warm, so tender on my face. My tongue slid over large, hardened nipples.
The latch of her tight jeans opened easily enough and I took great enjoyment in pulling them off. Next came her shoes and socks. Now, except for her white panties she was exposed; , all of her, in front of me, all my own, whatever I wanted to do, she was mine.
Days of careful working, planning, had climaxed to this moment. I reached my fingers beneath the elastic of her panties, felt the heat of nude body as I pulled her panties slowly down over her sexy hips, all the way off, tossed them behind me, spread her legs wide open. I just knelt there, taking in the wonderful image of Britney Spears nude, all to myself. I ran two fingers up her marvelous slit up to her clitoris, only slightly hidden by her pubic hair. She was moist. Was it the rain, or was it ? I reached, spread my fingers into a liberal patch of brownish blonde hair and suddenly shoved my face into the warmth of nude thighs, into her britney spears naked pics bush. She smelled heavenly, a strange but enchanting mixture of britney spears naked pics britney spears naked pics and some kind of expensive perfume and the pungent smell of hot female. The moisture was not rain. It was for sure.
Britney did not move, but I could see she was breathing heavily. I spread legs wider until her britney spears naked pics spread apart and I could actually see down into her steaming cervix. My tongue found that opening again and I licked her britney spears naked pics like a lollypop, working my tongue all around, from just above her pretty, smooth as silk ass, moving upwards, then sliding my tongue deep into vagina, tasting her hot, salty, tangy moisture, upward all around her hardening clit. I swallowed a mouthful of her female juices, could hardly wait to get my cock deep inside her. But I must take my time, love the moment, take it all in, explore her. I was about ready to explode. I couldn't let that happen, not when I had all to myself. It was time now to fuck her.
But why wasn’t she moving? She just lay there, naked, exposed, totally vulnerable, her head rolled to one side, arms above her head, legs spread wide open, moisture from between her legs glistening in the moonlight. Was this game? I couldn't think. I pulled my jeans and underwear down to my shoes in one motion. My huge erection bobbed at her in the moonlight as I moved between her small, shapely hips. I spread ‘em wide, taking the view of her into my senses, then quickly slid deep into her soft, moist, hot britney spears naked pics.
Oh Christ! My god, what a feeling. Our hot juices were ready to burst but I controlled my passion. So tight, so hot. Britney Spears nude, fucking naked. My God! My hips moved slowly at first, my back arched wide, sliding my cock deep into , feeling the pressure of vagina, the incredible warmth and moisture of the woman, my balls hitting her soft silky thighs. I moved a little faster, and faster yet, wondering if I should cum now or hold it longer, if I had any choice, her tits sliding and moving as I fucked her hard, her head bobbing from side to side, her legs over my shoulders, my hands exploring the body of Britney Spears in glorious detail.
Then suddenly, "No, Goddamn it, please, no!”, Britney groaned, moving beneath me, “What are you doing!" She made a frantic move to escape, just like , and slapped and clawed at me hard, dug into my shoulder with carefully manicured nails.
I’d have none of it. I moved to her face, towering over her small, perfect naked body, pinning her down. I tasted her full lips, pressed hard, drops of cold water fell from the bushes and sizzled over us. Then I pulled out of her britney spears naked pics and moved to her mouth, forcing cock down that pretty throat, touching those golden vocal cords with the tip of my cock. She was gagging, trying in vain to get my off, but I had her pinned so well. But I didn't want to explode inside , not inside her mouth. I wanted to fuck and cum into her britney spears naked pics. So, I quickly pulled out of her mouth and slid straight down, back into her britney spears naked pics, like a belonged there. I fucked her again, and pumped again, in earnest, all my strength holding her helpless, plunging again deep inside of her britney spears naked pics, so deep I wondered if she might be damaged by the force of my passion.
Then, finally, I came, long spasms I thought would never end, hoped never would, shot deep into her soft britney spears naked pics, filled her, ran out over her hips and down into the crack of her beautiful ass. She gave in, moved with me, moaning, wanting more, the expensive smell of her smothering my senses.
I kept plunging my cock into britney spears naked pics for a while, but soon, all too soon, I was finished, completed, satisfied. Britney Spears looked at me, shivering now in the chill of the night, a smile on her pretty lips, a determined look, “That was better than the other night. Yeah,", she said, breathless. “But let’s rehearse more. I need that part. I need to show them I can act. Make it real, and next time, honey, please, can we do it on a softer ditch and without all those fucking thorny bushes?”
I agreed. For sure had my cum all over her body. And I was happy. Whatever she wanted. We could do it, baby, just one more time." - The End
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