Chapter 13: Britney Spears

Exhausted from my flight to New York City, it was nice to finally be back in L.A. and in my own house. I needed sleep, but I wasn't tired so I decided to surf the channels to see what was on. I finally stopped and found something on E! to watch, but just as I tuned in, it went to the commercial. I was about to change the channel when the new Britney Spears Pepsi commercial came on.

"Just enjoy the ride, don't need a reason why..." Britney sang as she pranced around in first a Pepsi warehouse, then on top of a stage with the huge Pepsi logo blazoned above her in neon lights.

I was amazed at how sultry she looked during the commercial. I had never dug the "teen queen" music thing, and hadn't paid much attention to Britney's rise to fame, but I could tell now that she was not only naturally beautiful, but like many women I have encountered, even through the small screen she oozed this innocent sexuality.

The show returned, and I tried to pay attention, but I kept finding myself thinking about Britney. Talk about good advertising, I was also thirsty for a Pepsi. Glancing over at the clock, it was 12:30 and I could feel my eyes growing heavy. I watched the show to it's end and started to drift off to sleep, although not before Britney appeared on television once more...

Suddenly, I was in a dark auditorium, in front of me above a stage was the huge Pepsi logo I had just seen on TV. The place was abandoned and there didn't seem to be a soul there, or so I thought. I listened carefully and heard the unmistakable sound of a woman in high heels. I seemed to float towards the stage as I moved towards it, and that's when I realized I was dreaming. But it wasn't like most dreams I have had. I seemed to be in control of my actions and what was going on around me. Not wanting to wake up, I was all of a sudden up on the stage, walking around, trying to find the lady in heels. It seemed to be coming from my right, so I headed over that way. That's when I saw Britney.

Standing in the wings of the stage, she was sipping on a bottle of water. Her outfit was the same as what was on the commercial: torn blue jeans with suspenders coming up to her shoulders, and a white midriff shirt that seemed to cling to her young, teenage form by some force all it's own. Britney was looking straight at me as she drank from her water. Finishing the bottle, she wiped her lips with the back of her hand sultrily, taking the excess moisture and rubbing it into the top of her more than ample cleavage. I knew right then what kind of dream this was going to be.

Not saying a word, Britney beckoned towards me with her hand. I seemed to float on air as I moved towards her. We moved further back into the stage, most of which was still dark, although the glow from the radiant Pepsi sign cast a dim yellow light that seemed to lead the way as we walked. Britney took a sharp right and disappeared through a door, so naturally I followed her.

We were then inside of the same warehouse that had been shown on the commercial, and Britney stood a few feet in front of me with her back turned. She was now wearing the same overalls that she had on during the shoot, but even the bagginess of them could not hide her gorgeous ass.

I walked towards her and finally stood in front of her. The zipper on the overalls was pulled down to her navel, and the sides of her breasts radiated heat as she breathed in and out slowly. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open as she breathed shallowly, her pink lips pursed as the air escaped them.

I reached out my arm to touch her, feeling the smooth fabric of the cotton overalls. Britney sighed contentedly as my hand moved up from her left arm to her shoulder and then slowly began snaking it's way down past her neck to her breast. I slowly slid my hand underneath the cotton material and felt her warm flesh beneath my finger tips. Her skin was incredibly smooth and to feel it in my hand was something else. I used my other hand to slowly pull open the overalls. Britney wasn't wearing a bra underneath, so that when I pulled back the top of her shirt, her breasts became free in the air and bounced a little with that natural sag that only real breasts have. If they were fakes, they had to be the best fakes I had ever seen.

Britney's breasts now hung loosely outside the overalls, the edge of them pulled around to the edge of each breast. Her nipples were hard and pink and quite small for such large breasts. Her skin was the same rich golden brown as the rest of her body. I couldn't help the urge to take a breast in each hand and fondle it, so I did just that. Britney moaned hoarsely as I touched her, rubbing her nipples back and forth on the palms of my hands. Britney shook her head and her long blond hair came free, billowing over her shoulders and neck.

Reaching up with her hand, Britney moved mine from her right breast down to her hard, firm stomach. Her fingers interlocked with mine as she guided it to the zipper of her overalls that rested just below her belly button. I took the zipper in my hand and gently began to pull it down. When it reached it's end, I could see that Britney was wearing just a small pair of light purple panties that did little to cover her moist, aroused pussy.

Britney gave me a small push on the shoulder that I took to mean to step back, for which I was more than happy to comply. Spreading her legs slowly, Britney made a scene of removing the overalls. Wiggling out of them past the shoulders, she slowly pulled them down her arms one sleeve at a time until finally dropping it and letting it hang just below her narrow waist. I saw her upper half for the first time unclothed and was astounded by her beauty. The yellow light that I had followed here in the first place was now shining brightly behind her, and Britney's body began to perspire just enough to glisten in the radiant heat of the light.

Britney placed her hands on her hips and then slowly slid them down her firm thighs and underneath the pant portion of the overalls. Hooking her thumbs on the outside of the material, as well as on her panties, she bent forward (her breasts swung softly as she did this and from my guess she had to be a strong C cup) and pulled the remains of her outfit from her body. Standing back up, Britney moved one arm up to her right breast and began to tweak and tease her right nipple while she used the other hand to slowly slip one finger at a time until she had three, into her pussy.

The only piece of clothing Britney now had on was a pair of knee-length black leather boots which made her look far sluttier and much older than one would have first thought. Continuing to work her fingers out of her sopping wet twat, Britney was rocking back and forth on her feet as she thrust her pussy up in the air to an imaginary lover. It didn't take long for her to cum, and when she did it was a violent orgasm. Crying out loudly in ecstasy, I saw Britney's glistening, naked teenage body shudder and tremble as a torrential orgasm poured from her cunt.

Lifting the hand she had been masturbating with up from her pussy, she began to smear the cum into her tits as she played with them. Now I saw her beautiful young snatch for the first time and it was almost enough to take my breath away. Covered lightly in blondish-brown hair, it was shaved all around except for a small little v-shaped butterfly pattern directly above her opening. Her pussy was flushed from the excitement of her fingering and it was a delicate pink color. Her clit hung slightly from her opening, very much aroused and dripping small droplets of cum to the ground below.

Taking a step towards her, I glanced down and saw that my was not wearing any pants, and that my very hard cock was pointing straight out from my body like an arrow. Moving my hand down, I began to stroke it as I moved towards her. Finally standing just inches from her small, glistening body, I moved my dick along the inside of Britney's thigh as I teased her with it. Britney's eyes never looked away from my own as I continued to tease her. Her face was one of pure lust and sexual desire as her she tried in vain to thrust her pussy towards me, trying to snag onto my dick and pull it in. But I would have none of it and just when Britney almost got the tip in, I would move my hips and pull it away.

Britney began whimpering now and I realized that despite her initially being in control, I was now running the show. Hey, it was my dream after all. Deciding to spice things up a bit in this fantasy and make it even more of a turn on for myself, I smiled down at Britney after almost thrusting inside of her one final time. At first Britney looked confused and a little hurt that I wasn't giving her the fucking she so clearly needed, but then she understood what I wanted.

Since I was calling the shots in this dream, all I had to do was think of what I wanted to happen and then it would appear. Closing my eyes (yes, you can close your eyes in a dream), I imagined that I wasn't the only one in the room with Britney but that some of the backup dancers that appeared in the commercial were with us as well. It worked all too well.

Opening my eyes, I saw Britney, now completely naked, on her knees. All around her stood 5 or 6 guys, in very good shape and from what I recall now, looked just like the dancers on the commercial. All of them had stripped down and were holding or stroking their cocks right by Britney's face as she looked around trying to decide who to go after first. A tall black guy was on Britney's far left and when she saw his huge cock (admittedly larger than my 9 inch), she sunk her entire mouth around it. A blond haired guy saw that Britney was distracted and made a move for the sweet teenage pussy while Britney was on her hands and knees giving the black guy the blowjob of a lifetime. I stepped forward to stop him, as I wanted to be the first one to feel her warm cunt on my cock. He obliged and moved his way up to her mouth where two other dancers were feeding the hungry Britney their cocks.

Walking behind her, Britney knew that I was there and I saw her glance back at me through the corner of her eye. As I drew my dick towards her wet opening, Britney wiggled her ass a little, signifying that she was more than ready. Moving the head of my shaft outside her moist and dripping pussy lips, I slowly eased myself into her. My god was she tight. Clearly not a virgin (I didn't think that she was) but obviously not that experienced in intercourse.