The Promotion Ch. 2

This story is completely fictional and in no way reflects the sexual preference of the beautiful Ms. Britney Spears.

Throughout the entire concert, my pussy was dripping wet with anticipation and so were the crotch of my pants. Britney did a terrific job, voice like an angel. So did Mandy Moore, Britney's opening act. I had never really realized how sexy Mandy Moore was until tonight. She had a perfect, tight little ass, great for grabbing hold of, and fairly big tits. Not as big as Britney's but that didn't matter, hardly anyone has tits as big as Britney's.

I was wondering if Britney told anyone that she promoted me, probably not because people would get suspicious. I was so excited thinking about the night to come when Britney and I would be together again. I was dreaming about it when Mandy's sweet innocent voice snapped me back into reality. "So, you must be Melissa," the young pop star asked, extending a hand.

"Yes, that's right," I replied, shaking her hand, "but how do you..." She cut my sentence short when she said, "Brit told me. She said you are her new assistant," Mandy then put her lips close to my ear and whispered, "she also told me that you suck pussy better then anyone she's ever had. Maybe you and I could hook up sometime." I froze. I didn't know what to do. Finally, after a minute, I stammered, "Y-Y-Yes. Th-That would be g-g-great." Mandy then walked away, giving my ass an affectionate little tap as she passed.

While I watched her slip through a door and disappear, so many thoughts were racing through my head, why did Britney tell? Who else did she tell? Was I really that good? Was Mandy for real? I decided that I had to talk to Britney about it. About half-an-hour later, the show was over and she appeared backstage. Her last song was Baby One More Time and she was still in costume, a skimpy schoolgirl's uniform. Her skirt was hiked up real high exposing all of her legs and some of her panties, I could see a wet spot had formed on the front where my mouth had been not four hours ago, I could still taste her pussy on my lips.

I was getting turned on again and I felt the wetness between my legs return. Once Britney was through talking to two of her dancers, a couple of big breasted high school students, I confronted her. "Britney, why did you tell Mandy that I went down on you?" I asked.

"I didn't, she asked," replied the sexy pop superstar, "she heard a lot of noise coming from my dressing room, as hers is right next door, and asked me about it. I didn't know you'd get this upset."

"I don't want to lose my job over this," I replied back. "Don't worry about it," she said, running her hands through my hair, "the only person who can fire you is me and I wouldn't fire anyone who can suck pussy as good as you can." She smiled and kissed me, deeply and passionately. Her hands found there way to the crotch of my pants. "Your pants are very wet," she said with a big grin.

"I know," I replied, "it's because someone stole my panties after you and I were together. I think it was a certain sexy pop superstar, but I'm not really sure." I moved my hand under her skirt and felt her wetness was building. "your panties are just as wet," I said. "That's because I'm with you," she replied, "remember, the pool at midnight."

"How could I forget," I replied. Britney then turned and headed to her dressing room. I glanced at my watch, it read 10:17pm, which meant that I had to wait another hour and forty-three minutes. It seemed like an eternity away. I climbed into the backseat of the car that was going to take me to the hotel.

I wanted to just pull down my pants and finger myself crazy but changed my mind at the thought of the driver, a male well into his 50s, watching me so I simply spread out across the backseat, pleasuring myself with thoughts of what was to come for me and Britney tonight. I got to my hotel room at about eleven. I took a quick shower and then went about deciding which swimsuit I was going to wear tonight, even though I probably wouldn't be wearing it for long.

After 10 minutes, I decided on a red and white bikini with the pattern of the Canadian flag on it. It pushed my tits together making them look bigger then they really were. Britney was going to love it. Finally, midnight rolled around. I put a robe on over top of my skimpy bikini and walked to the pool. When I walked into the dimly lit room, I noticed it was completely empty, except for one person. Britney sat on the edge of the pool in a pink one piece swimsuit. She looked absolutely delicious.

"You made it," she said in sweet sexy voice.

"Did you really think I wouldn't come?" I asked as I untied the belt of the robe I was wearing.

"How do you like Canada?" I asked her with a smile on my face.

"It's not bad," she replied, "it's a little cold but the people are nice."

"Well," I said, "I've got something that will warm Canada up for you, " I said as I let the bathrobe fall to the floor. "Wow, you look hot," were the only words she had time to say. I walked over to her, sat down beside her and pressed my lips against hers. I had been waiting for this all night and wasn't going to waste time with small talk. My hands found Britney's huge tits as my tongue explored her mouth. She pulled the straps of her bathing suit off her shoulders and pulled it right off. I slid into the pool and she slid her naked teenage body into the pool after me.

She then proceeded to practically rip my suit off. She then wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me again, leading with her tongue. I could feel the fuzz that was her pubic hair rub against my stomach. The cold water caused my nipples to become fully erect, as were Britney's. She then pulled her lips away from mine and climbed out of the pool and lay down on the deck. I instinctively followed her out of the pool. She had her eyes closed and her legs spread. I took this opportunity to show her just how well I could suck cunt.

Her pussy lips, I assumed from the cold water, were swollen and inviting my tongue to taste them again. I couldn't resist, gently nippled on her lips and clit before inserting my tongue into her depths. She told me that she was very close to orgasm after a combination of the night's concert and the swim her and I just took. I continued to suck her pussy as she had an orgasm. I could taste her sweet juices on my lips as I pulled my mouth away from her tight teen cunt. She then told me to lie down and close my eyes. This was the moment I had been waiting for since her and I met. She began by inserting a finger into my soaking wet pussy.

I couldn't help but squeal as her cold finger found my G-spot and began working it in such a way that nearly caused me to have an orgasm right away. To keep me from cumming, she removed her finger from my box. She inserted it into her mouth, sucking all my sweet pussy juice off her finger. Soon after removing her digit from her mouth, she put her gorgeous mouth to my pussy.

I was in complete ecstasy, she sucked on my cunt like a true lesbian. I couldn't help but moan, "Ohhh baby! Suck me! Harder! Don't stop! It feels so good! Harder! Don't stop!" She was sucking my cunt for a good ten minutes before I had an orgasm. "Ohhh yes, Britney! Suck it! I'm cumming! Suck it harder! Don't stop! Ohh, yes! I'm cumming!" My jizz splashed against her lips as she continued to suck. Once my orgasm was completly finished, she removed her mouth and pressed it against mine. I could taste my pussy juice on her lips as we kissed deeply.

"Well, I guess you have earned back your panties," she said. I could barely talk from that incredible orgasm but I managed to tell her to keep them. She then got up, put her robe on, kissed me good night and left. I lay on the deck by myself for a moment, collecting my thoughts. I then collected my swimsuit, put my robe on, and made my way back to my room.

When I got there, I found an envelope with my name on it taped to my door. I took it off, opened the door and went inside. I opened the letter, it read: "Melissa, I came to see if you wanted to go down to the bar for a drink but you were gone. I guess you were at the pool with Britney. I'm sorry, but I was watching you two. It made me so horny that I came back up to my room and fingered myself crazy. I'd love for you and I to meet like that. Hopefully we can become really close friends." It was signed by Mandy. What a terrific day. I removed my robe again, lay down on my bed and began to finger myself, wondering what tomorrow will bring.

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There are three or four more chapters to this story and I'll post them as long as there is still interest, is anyone interested?