Britney Speared - Sex Stories

Britney Speared

... at me. Now to me this was beginning to become a little too surreal. Things like that just don't happen to me. But sure enough, there I was sat in a hotel room with Britney Spears - alone! And, it may just have been my imagination, but it seemed like she was chatting me up! Her easygoing manner made me feel a lot more at ease. I managed to calm down slightly and for the next half an hour or so we chatted away like old friends. Not about anything specific, we just chatted; from the weather (how corny can you get?!) to our private lives. We were getting along like life long buddies! Eventually she decided to take a shower. "Want some company?" I jokingly asked. She didn't reply. She just looked at me and gave me that sexy little smile, and seemed to blush slightly. Ooops, maybe I over stepped the mark? She didn't complain, however. "I'll be back soon. Why don't you order us some supper from room service?" she said, before going into the bathroom and shutting the door. I'll do just that, I thought. Along with a bottle of wine…or two! Not that I was going to try and get her d***k, you understand! Goodness me, no! That would be entirely against my professional ethics. I was there to protect the poor girl from nutters and psychos…you know, people like me! No, there was absolutely no way that I was going to try and get the most famous pop star in the world today d***k just so I could have my wicked way with her. Although… I picked up the telephone and called down to reception. Just ...

... then I heard a bl**d-curdling scream from within the bathroom, followed by cries for help. Oh fuck, I thought, some nutter's managed to get in and has attacked her. I leapt to my feet and drew my sidearm before rushing to the bathroom. I tried the door - it was locked. Of course it'd be locked, you fucking dickhead, I thought. One of the sexiest women on the planet was in there! And the last thing she'd want was me walking in on her whilst she was taking a shit! Suddenly there was another piercing scream, followed by the cry for help, only this time it sounded even more pitiful than the first occasion. I couldn't waste any more time. I took a step back and lunged f***efully at the door. It gave way easily and I came crashing down on top of it as it hit the floor. I quickly got to my feet, raised my weapon (not that, you dirty minded bastard! My sidearm!) and scanned the room…nothing! Just Britney stood against the far wall staring in horror at the bathtub. I walked over to the bath and looked in…would you believe it - a spider! Britney Spears had just taken ten years off my life because of a little spider…well, actually to be fair, it was quite a large one…the spider! It was only then that I noticed what I couldn't believe I missed in the first place. She was completely naked. Britney, the princess of pop, was stood only feet away from me completely starkers…not a stitch on…nude…in the buff…oh you get the picture! Well, what could I do? What the hell do you think I did? I took ...