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Britney: Poshslut - Part Five Of The Britney Saga free porn video
[This is number 5 in a series, if you have not read the
series it would be a good idea to use the author search
function on fictionmania.tv to do so as this covers on
from some characters that have all ready had some
development]
BRITNEY: POSHSLUT [PART FIVE OF THE BRITNEY SAGA]
CHAPTER ONE: The Show goes On
With a smile on my face a mile long knowing I was one up in
my battle of wits against Victor, I slipped a soft hand
down inside my red miniskirt. It was a good thing that I
had decided to go pantiless, as I was now able to play with
myself in my leisure in my office of Posh Slut magazine.
Suddenly without any announcement the doors to my office
burst open, Victor was back.
After slamming the door behind him in a rage he spoke.
"What a filthy little whore you are just like Amy." Victor
obviously had noticed that I was playing with myself.
"Well Vic, maybe if there was a man who was up to the
challenge I wouldn't need to play with myself." I
suggested.
That was all Victor needed to hear as he crossed the office
to stand next to me. He unzipped his trousers, his cock
almost instantly flopping out of the zipper hole. I found
myself doing what us posh sluts do best suck on his man
hood until he blew his load all down my mouth.
"Want to make a deal?" Victor asked returning to Mr.
Businessman mode.
"No." I replied, blowing him a coy kiss.
"You filthy slut." Victor replied as he once again made his
exit out of my office. But this time there was no reason
for me to play with myself as Victor's cum had calmed my
sexual desires for the mean time anyway.
I had a minor phone argument with Dale over our
relationship. He seemed to have an idea in his head that I
would be willing to drop everything and runaway with him to
Thai Land.
I decided that I would try and call the elusive Don Smith
who was the third name on the piece of paper I had found.
All three on the paper where somehow friends of my x-
flatmate Chanel. Chanel was a girl like me with a sinister
passed, I had already collected her black book that would
provide me with sex and adventure for a long time but there
had also been three names on a piece of paper. The mystery
man Don Smith, the truck driver Alex Crawl, and Mr. Walton
the x-Englishman policeman. This time I was in luck as Don
answered the phone.
"Hi I'm Britney a friend of Chanel's she told me to ring
you" I said, sounding rather confident as not to attract
any suspicion.
"A friend of Chanel's, eh." Don said back, I was still
unable to work out who he exactly was, and the tone of his
voice was giving nothing away I was just hoping he would
take the bait.
"Yes." I remarked, eager to get some encouraging reply.
"Well if your a friend of Chanel's and you are ringing me
then you must be looking for an audition come to Zoo Studio
at 9pm sharp and dress to impress." and with that the phone
went click.
Zoo Studio's was listed in the phone book as a recording
studio, so I wrote down the address and continued with my
day doing normal "POSH SLUT" type work. I had now in effect
been a girl for two weeks and really wanted to celebrate
but instead after work I had found myself back at my
apartment to get changed into something to impress at my
meeting with Don Smith.
CHAPTER TWO: Zoo Studio
Getting dressed for Zoo Studio's was a right royal
nightmare but after several attempts I soon had on a string
tight shiny purple G-string, not PVC it was more a fake
silk/satin blend with a matching purple lace bra. I found a
silver sequined mini dress, which was zip less, and almost
completely backless, with high slits on both sides, black
fishnets and black heels. I looked a delight when I looked
at myself in the mirror and happily headed out the door to
Zoo Studio's.
Zoo Studio's turned out to be a rather elite transgendered
club, and when I met the mystery man himself Don Smith I
think the name Donna would have been more fitting. Donna
was sitting on a red leather chair in just a red bra and
panties with red fishnets and a red wig, smoking a cigar
and looked a fright. I humored my host Donna for the next
forty-five minutes and got some rather useful information
that helped me solve the puzzle of the three names on the
list. I gave Donna her reward sucking on her cock and
letting her fuck me in the ass a few times.
To let you out of your misery, it seemed Zoo Studio's was
not just a transgendered club. They also made movies on
request with Mr. Walton as the producer and Alex Crawl in
charge of the distribution. It had been a very lucrative
source of income for them all and hence why the three names
where separate to the names listed in Chanel's little black
book.
After leaving Zoo Studio I was in the mood to celebrate so
rung Dale to apologize for the argument we had earlier on
that day. Fifteen minutes later I was in the back seat of
Dale's limo getting treated to the ass fucking off my life,
Dale was not taking his time he was acting like a rabid dog
on heat. But it just turned me on so much, and when he
eventually ejaculated inside of me it felt like a volcano
exploding due to the fact that he came with so much fury!
He had this cute little intense look on his face when he
came that just made me glow even more, as I passionately
kissed him afterwards and he whispered in his ear that he
loved me. He had to drop me off home after that though as
he didn't want his wife becoming suspicious of his girl on
the side. So it was home alone again for Britney, but I
went home and had a long shower before going to bed and
playing with a nice 8" black mamba vibrator that I had
tucked into my bedside table.
CHAPTER THREE: Sexual Saturday.
When I woke up on Saturday morning I was feeling rather
naughty, it was time Britney went out and had a lot of fun.
Life as Troy had never been as good as life as Britney was
turning out to be.
Britney got out of bed like she usually did in the
mornings, taking some time to have her daily light
breakfast as well as a very quick shower. But just after
she had put on a tight white G-string with matching bra
there was a knock at the door that managed to startle her.
"Who is it?" Britney yelled.
"It's Sam." Detective Sam Presario's booming voice at the
other end of the door meant it was rather safe for Britney
to open the door just the way she was dressed.
Sam entered the room picking Britney up into the air,
giving her a deep passionate kiss as he did so. Sam managed
to navigate his way through Britney's apartment with
Britney in his big strong hands until they where in
Britney's bedroom. Sam playfully dropped Britney down onto
the bed, where he did a mock FULL MONTY (as in the movie)
strip routine until he was naked in front of her. Like a
pussycat on heat Britney found herself sucking on Sam's
cock. But Sam was there for more than just a blowjob today,
as he slid Britney off her cock. Pushing Britney down onto
her stomach, where he slid her G-string aside to allow his
cock easy access to her girlish anal.
"Fuck me." Britney screamed with delight as Sam began to
have sex with her.
Britney got the ass fucking of her life that day from Sam,
who seemed to enjoy being able to pull back on Britney's
natural new blonde shoulder length hair. A side effect of
the hormones that Britney had taken previously. When Sam
had finished cumming inside Britney's tight little butt he
got off her, giving her a gentle slap on the bum as he did
so.
"Now bitch cook me some eggs." Sam instructed.
So Britney went off to the kitchen where she cooked Sam
some Eggs as if she was nothing more than a good housewife.
Of course Britney would never settle down and be a
housewife, she was too much of a whore for that lifestyle.
Once Sam had finished off his eggs he spoke to Britney for
a moment saying "thanks" and "bye" as he headed out the
door off to do some detective work.
Alone once again Britney found some spare time to enjoy her
8" black mamba vibrator, until she decided to make a booty
call out of Chanel's little black book. For some reason
Lewis Stone was going to be the lucky receiver of a call
from Britney Kandey today.
"Hi Lewis speaking." A cute young man at the end of the
phone replied.
"Hi my name is Britney, I'm a good friend of Chanel's." I
responded, there was only one motive for this call and it
was simply pure, raw, unadulterated sex.
"Oh my God, Chanel." The voice at the end of the phone send
rather taken a back.
"Yes, sweet thing." I replied, for some reason trying to
put on a sweet southern almost Teaxanish accent.
"Wow, I haven't spoken to her in so long. What can I do you
for?" The boy asked.
"Want some company?" I inquired.
After a long pause on the other end of the phone, that was
only interrupted by a few quick moments of heavy breathing
the boy spoke the only words I needed to hear. "Love some."
"Cool, what's the address sweetie." I responded, although
in Chanel's black book allot of the people in it had
address's next to there name for some reason Lewis Stone's
name was just a name and a phone number with nothing else,
not even a note about who he was.
"22 Turtle lane, Turtle Beach." the boy panted down the
phone to me, it was now obvious that the boy must have been
playing with himself as he spoke to me on the phone.
I had never been away to Turtle Beach as Troy before, but
had heard a couple of stories about the place before. It
was a quit beach town on the coast that often got packed
out in the weekends by teenagers who just wanted to have
fun. It was also a favorite holiday hot spot for most
people who just wanted to unwind some.
"Okay, be over this afternoon say around 4 is that okay?" I
asked, as I figured since I now ran as well as owned POSH
SLUT I might as well use the company copter to go on a
little out of town journey.
"Okay." the boy said rather excitedly.
"Bye." I replied.
"Bye." The boy said.
The phone went click, which meant it, was now time for
Britney to get ready for her out of town trip. As I had
expected the POSH SLUT helicopter was on standby for me to
use and abuse at my beck and call. So once I had made all
the preparations for my departure the next crisis to deal
with was what to wear. After deciding that the white G-
string and bra that I was already wearing would be okay, I
decided to slip into some knee high black sox. Then on went
a delightful tight black mini skirt, with a black lira crop
top put on to make me look like a Goth with blonde hair.
That would just not do for the occasion though, so on went
my pink Nike's and I replaced the black crop top with a
white tight T-shirt to complete my outfit. I then packed a
couple of clothes that included bikini's into an over night
bag and headed off to catch my chopper to Turtle Beach.
CHAPTER FOUR: Turtle Beach
[As previously seen in MISSFORTUNE, another of my stories
available at Fictionmania.tv]
When the helicopter touched down at the Turtle Beach
helipad it was just on 2, meaning that Britney now had 2
hours to kill before her rendezvous with Lewis Stone. What
to do?
But after a quick walk down Turtle Beach Britney spied the
local hotel. Hotel Clifford was just your regular small
town hotel on the beach front nothing overly special but
Britney decided to book a room for the night just in case
her visit to see Lewis or anything else at Turtle Beach
turned out to be interesting. Once Britney had booked a
room it was time for one final look in the mirror before
starting the walk to Lewis's house at 22 Turtle Lane.
Britney had been able to use a map on her helicopter trip
over and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out
how to navigate your way around Turtle Beach.
Turtle Beach was of course fill with many people doing many
things. Allot of the boys seemed to check Britney out as
she walked along the streets of Turtle Beach. One block
away from the turn into Turtle Lane Britney noticed a very
cute girl with shoulder length brown hair. Britney for some
reason was tempted enough by this girl to say hello.
"Hi." Britney said.
"Hi." The stranger replied, not too sure of what to make
from Britney at this point of the conversation.
"I am just off to visit a friend in Turtle Lane, what
brings you down to Turtle Beach today?" Britney asked,
deciding that honesty would be the best policy.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." The stranger
replied, this managed to get Britney's curiosity up even
more.
"My name's Britney." Britney said in a hope of some how
keeping the conversation alive.
"Mine's Julie." Julie replied with a twinkle in her eye.
"Nice to meet you Julie, I have to run but you seem like a
local do you want to show me the sights of Turtle Beach
later on tonight?" Britney asked, trying to some how seduce
this young lusty vixen.
"Oh, I'm not a local. But we can meet up and do something."
Julie replied.
"Cool Hotel Clifford, room 91 say at 9?" Britney asked, not
sure how Julie would take it.
"Sounds cool, see you then Britney." Julie said and it was
set.
Britney hurried off to Lewis house where she found the very
cute Lewis sitting on his porch, drinking some soda pop. He
would have been 19 at the oldest but he had a body of a
bronzed surfer, which Britney totally adored. After little
words Lewis had Britney up into his bedroom where they got
down to business. Britney sucked him off several times in a
row until he finally wanted to have a titty fuck followed
by some hot anal sex action. Britney spent all her spare
time there until 8:45 when she quickly dashed back to the
Clifford hotel to rendezvous with Julie.
Back in the hotel room the clock had just struck 9 when
there was a very prompt knock at the door, when Julie
entered the room it was pretty clear to Britney that there
was something that she just had to get off her chest, but
what?
The End
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