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Subject: {ASSM} Story - Britney - Speared [MFF, oral, reluc]
Date: Mon, 22 Jul 2002 08:10:03 -0400
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Britney - Speared 
Part 1 
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  "I can't believe he said that," Britney Spears wailed, crushing her
personal assistant in a tight hug.  "Why did he say that, Tori?"
  The slim brunette struggled to free her arms and returned her boss'
hug.  "I don't know, honey," she whispered gently, "I don't know why
he'd say such a thing."
  "Justin's always been her!  What am I going to do without him?" 
  Britney collapsed in tears on Tori's shoulder, and the PA stifled a
sigh.  She was supposed to be meeting the guys tonight for a party,
but Britney and her boyfriend Justin Timberlake had just got off the
phone and had, apparently, just broken up.  Part of Tori's job was
providing a shoulder to cry on, but she wished Britney and Justin
could have better timing.  She patted Britney on the shoulder,
half-heartedly.
  "Everything'll be fine," she muttered, uncomfortably.  "It's just
one of those stupid little arguments..."
  Britney's sobs became louder, and Tori rolled her eyes. 
  "I think," she announced, "you need a drink." 

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  It took Tori almost five minutes of her most persuasive arguments to
get Britney to have a drink, as she protested again and again that she
didn't drink, that she shouldn't drink, that she wouldn't drink;
eventually, Tori had pushed a vodka and coke into the blonde popstar's
hand and left her to it.  Within minutes, the glass was empty, and
Tori provided a refill.  Britney was right about not drinking;  Tori
hadn't seen anyone get that drunk since she was a college freshman, 4
years ago.
  Britney was slumped over her; Tori doubted she could stand unaided. 
She was also slurring her undying loathing of Justin Timberlake, and
the reasons why she hated him.
  "He'ssssssuch a sleaze, Toreeee," she spluttered.  "All he wanted
was to ssssssleep with me...  That doesn't have to be everything, does
it Tori?  Are all guysss just after sex?"
  Tori looked down at Britney curiously.  She'd thought the thing
about Britney and Justin not fucking was a PR stunt - if she wasn't
bending over for him, she wasn't surprised Britney and Justin were
fighting.
  "You really never slept with him?  Ever?" 
  Britney shook her head vigorously, her blonde hair spillling over
her face.  "Never," she slurred.  "I'm waiting for my wedding night."
  Tori was incredulous.  "You've been seeing him for years," she said,
"and nothing?"
  "Nothing," Britney smiled drunkenly.  "'m a virgin."  She squinted
up at Tori.  "Your not married... Aren't you a virgin?"
  Tori laughed out loud.  "Fuck no!"  She laughed.  "I've had dozens
of cocks..."  She trailed off as she saw Britney staring at her
hungrily.
  "Whass it like, Tori?  How does it feel?" 
  Tori looked down at her boss and frownded, deep in thought.  She'll
regret doing this, she thought.  In the morning she'll be pissed off
that I got her drunk, and she'll fire me, and I'll never see her
again.  So what does it matter?
  "It's... disappointing." 
  "Wha-" 
  "I mean, it's good, but with most guys there's something missing..."
  "You haven't found someone you really love," Britney slurred,
hugging her.
  "No, Britney."  Tori whispered in her ear.  "Most guys don't have
twelve inch cocks, and I feel empty without at least that much dick in
me."

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  "Are we there?"  Britney mumbled as they stumbled down the street. 
"Are we nearly there?"
  "Nearly, Britney,"  Tori steered the drunken popstar down the
darkened street.  "Soon you'll get to meet the guys."  Tori couldn't
believe she was doing this.  After saying she only wanted to fuck guys
with really big dicks, Britney wouldn't stop asking her about it.  Why
she liked big dicks, what they felt like, what they felt like inside
her, how she managed to take that much cock - the word 'cock' sounded
strange coming from Britney Spears' mouth - and where she got it.
  Tori had explained to her drunken boss how she got so much monster
cock.  One of her jobs was to hire Britney's backstage staff, and Tori
made sure part of her interview process was physical.  A quick
blowjob, she told Britney, let her find out what her employees were
packing - and if it didn't measure up, they diddn't get the job. 
Britney had stared at her wide-eyed, and asked how often she fucked
the staff.  Every day, Tori told her, and every night.
  After hearing that, Britney had wanted to see it, so Tori has taking
her to see the guys.

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  "Where the fuck have you been, Tori?"  The first guy called as she
entered the hotel room.
  "Yeah, we were talking about getting a whore out here..."  The
second guy added.
  "But then we'd have to pay," a third added. 
  "I don't think you'll have to pay," Britney slurred. 
  "Oh, fuck!" 
  "What the hell is she-" 
  "Shit!" 
  "Get the fuck out of-" 
  "Easy, boys," Tori purred.  "The boss wanted to see why I paid
special attention in your interviews..."
  "What?  She want's to see..." 
  "Oh, yeah," Tori smiled.  "She just split up with Justin, and she's
had a few drinks.  She wants to know how a real man feels..."
  The crowd of men looked at Britney, leaning against the wall and
staring hungrily at them.  Tori had arranged for half a dozen guys,
but nine had turned up.  No more than her nightly usual.  She looked
sideways at Britney, spying a stiff nipple poking through the pop
starlets thin white top.
  "Maybe she's looking for a replacement, boys.  Or maybe she just
wants to get her money's worth..."
  Tori slid a hand around Britney's slim waist, and led the
21-year-old blonde to the bed, tossing her onto it.  Britney rolled
onto the bed, her short skirt sliding up her thighs and revealing a
pair of white panties as her thin top slid down, showing more of her
tits than it was meant to.  Tori lay beside, running a hand up
Britney's smooth thigh as the popstar moaned a little.
  "You want to see what gets me wet, Britney?"  Tori asked. 
  "Oh, yesss..." She slurred. 

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  Tori reached out and grabbed the nearest guy by the belt.  He was a
big black guy, well built and pretty good looking.  Tori pulled him
towards her, and began unbuckling his belt as he stood waiting, his
hands by his side.
  "This is Malcolm," Tori told Britney, as she lay staring up at the
guy.  "Most of the time, he handles sound levels for you.  The rest of
the time, I handle his dick for him."
  Tori slid a hand into Malcolm's jeans and pulled out his huge black
dick.  It was almost as long as Britney's forearm as it hung slack,
and her jaw dropped as she stared at it.
  "Oh God," she muttered, clutchig at the small gold crucifix around
her neck.  "You can't be serious!  It's huge!"
  "And it's not even hard," Tori smiled, rubbing Malcolm's cock with
both hands.  "Don't you want to see how it feels, Britney?"
  Britney looked at her, bleary-eyed, and then back at the huge dick
in Tori's hands.
  "Oh, yes," she smiled, "I want to play with that!" 
  Britney pulled herself into a sitting position, and gently stroked
the huge length of meat Tori held in front of her.
  "It's so soft," she muttered, running her hands up and down it. 
Malcolm grunted, and his cock twitched in Britney's hands.  "Oh!"  She
cried.  "Oh, wow!  I didn't know that happened!"
  A laugh went around the room and Tori, sitting beside Britney and
grinning like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland, smiled
maliciously.
  "Do you want to see what it looks like hard, Britney?" Tori asked. 
Britney nodded, wide-eyed.  Tori gripped the middle of Malcolm's
stiffening prick in one hand, and pulled Britney's head closer to the
swelling tip.
  "Don't move, Britney," Tori whispered in her ear.  She let go of the
girl's head and gripped Malcolms cock with both hands.  "Don't
move..."
  Suddenly she swung the thick length sideways, slapping Britney
Spears in the face with a huge black cock, the wet slap echoing around
the room.  Britney gasped as the thick length of meat slapped against
her cheek, her head twisting as it hit.  She turned back to face Tori,
and Tori laughed at the red mark growing on Britney's cheek. 
Britney's mouth was wide open, staring at Tori with shock.
  "Again," she whispered.  "Do that agai-"  She was interrupted, as
Tori swung Malcom's cock back, slapping her other cheek harder, and
louder.
  "Fuuuck..." One of the guys muttered.  "She is so into it..." 
  Britney groaned, and Tori slapped her again with Malcolm's rapidly
stiffening cock.  After giving her another taste with a slap that
echoed around the room, Tori released the huge dick, letting it spring
free.
  "Do you like that, Britney?"  Tori asked. 
  "Oh, yeah!"  Britney gasped.  "That felt so goood..." 
  Suddenly, Tori grabbed her head with both hands and dragged her
close, kissing her full on the mouth, her tongue probing deep into
Britney's.  Britney squirmed momentarily, before abruptly grabbing
Tori's breasts and kneading them as she returned the kiss.
  Finally, Tori broke it off. 
  "Good," she smiled.  "Because now you've got Malcolm all worked up,
you need to do something about it..."

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  Britney looked longingly at Malcolm's huge erect dick, one hand
pinching at Tori's stiff nipples as she stroked the stiff length with
her fingernails.
  "What should I do, Tori?"  She asked. 
  "Fuck him, Britney," Tori muttered, nuzzling at Britney's neck as
her hands explored inside the pop star's panties.
  "I... I can't," Britney moaned, and a groan went up around the room.
  "Fucking prickteaser," Malcolm groaned. 
  Tori's hands slid out of Britney's panties with a wet slish, and
Britney moaned.  Tori put one hand on the back of Britney's head, and
pulled Malcolm's cock down to point directly at her face.
  "Then suck him," she muttered, pushing Britney forward.  "Suck that
huge dick..."
  "It's so - glumph!"  Britney was suddenly silenced as Tori shoved
forwards, driving her open mouth forward onto the thick shaft. 
Britney struggled, her head shaking as her jaw was stretched by the
huge dick, but Tori didn't stop pushing until Britney gagged, thick
drool running down her chin and dripping onto her thighs.  Britneys
hand tightened on Tori's breast, the brunette's soft flesh bulging out
from between her fingers as she clutched as hard as she could, her
other hand shoving at Malcolm's pelvis.
  Malcolm laughed at the pop idol's struggles, and grabbed a double
handful of blonde hair as Tori sighed with pleasure, the flesh of her
breast reddening as Britney's clutching hand dug into it.  Tori slid
her hands between her legs and began furiously rubbing at her pussy
through her panties as Malcolm began violently shoving Britney Spears'
head up and down on his huge thick cock.  Britney gagged and choked as
she was roughly throat-fucked, thick streams of drool spilling out of
her mouth over her chest as she retched, and still only half of
Malcolm's monstrous cock would fit as he shoved forward into her
throat again and again.
  Tori suddenly squealed and collapsed back onto the bed, her tit
slipping out of Britney's grip and bouncing free of her bra and vest
top as she landed, a livid red mark in the shape of Britney's hand
clearly visible againstehr pale flesh.  She thrashed and squirmed as
her hands burrrowed into her panties, rubbing herself into orgasm
after orgasm as Britney was choke-fucked beside her.
  Britney pushed both hands against Malcolm, trying desperately to
push his cock from her mouth, but only succeeded in giving him a more
satisfying time, his wrist-thick cock sliding almost entirely free of
her mouth before he slammed it back in again.  With a sudden grunt, he
shoved deeper than before, and Britney felt the huge cock slam against
the back of her throat for a final time.  The monstrous dick pulsed
and jerked in her mouth as she retched, and from between her lips,
around the thick shaft, a thick mixture of drool and gooey white sperm
spilled out, dribbling down her chin.  Malcolm threw her back, his
load of spunk shot deep into the back of Britney's throat, and Britney
bounced back onto the bed, a thick white mess splattering from her
chin over her swollen breasts and white top.

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  She lay back, gasping and retching as thick goo ran down her chin
and cheeks, and Tori slowly rolled over, lying on her side over
Britney's abused body.  Britney looked up at her sweating and flushed
face, and the huge red handprint on her breast, the rock-hard purple
nipple erect in the center, and saw the woman smile.
  "Did you enjoy your first throat-fuck, Britney?"  Tori sighed
softly.  "I loved watching..."
  Britney nodded feebly, and tried to speak - to her horror, the mass
of creamy sperm in her mouth swelled transparently out in a gooey cum
bubble.  Tori laughed and grabbed Britney by the hair, pulling her up
into a rough, sticky spunk-sharing kiss.
  Tori threw her head back from the kiss and Britney slumped to the
bed, closing her eyes.  Tori slapped her roughly in the face, sending
a spray of spuk and drool across the bed and raising a red mark on
Britney's face.
  "Wake up, slut," she laughed.  "There are more guys who want some
satisfaction..."

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To be Continued...
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-Venus Diablo
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