I'm just the pool boy

"I'm the pool boy." You create an outfit that matches your story. Your jeans change to khaki shorts and your t-shirt changes to a polo shirt with a company logo. You make her accept your story totally. "It's Wednesday, time to clean that pool!"

Britney sips a martini and looks at you dismissively. "Can't you do that some other time? You're always disrupting my pool time."

You don?t like her attitude, so you change it so she's sweet and innocent like her public persona. Her martini glass turns into a can of coke.

"I mean, just go ahead?" she leans forward to read your name-tag without realizing what a great view of her tits it gives you, "James. I'm gonna sun bathe over there. Don't mind me a bit."

She turns and walks towards a reclined pool chair. Her tight ass flexes as she spreads a blanket over it. You watch her chest in her tiny red bikini as she lays back on the chair. She sees you looking, but naively misses what you?re looking at and waves happily.

You wave back and pick up a pool net. You lazily run it through the water. "So, the papers say you're still a virgin. Is that true?"

Britney gasps mischievously. "You're not supposed to ask a lady that!"

You make it so the more she talks the more attractive she finds you. "Oh, come on. It's just me and the pool net. We'll keep your indiscretions quiet."

Britney smiles proudly. "I'll have you know I'm a proper little Christian girl." She sits up to get a better look at you.

"Well, most of the proper little Christian girls I know are nowhere near as hot as you."

"Why thank you!" The gorgeous superstar licks her lips. "I'm just using what God gave me."

"Oh, he gave you quite a lot, and you use it fucking well!"

Innocent little Britney blushes at your swear. "You're sweet. And you're pretty cute yourself." She starts squirming in her seat as her need for you grows.

"You know," you put down the pool net and walk over to her, "there are things that you can do and still be a virgin."

"Really? I mean, I don't know much about that stuff."

"You don't? With all those sexy dance moves in your videos?"

She laughs, her hand drifting to your shoulder. "A dance coordinator comes up with those moves. I don't know what any of it means." She strokes your shoulder slowly. "What are some of these fun things you can do and still be a virgin?"

"Well, with your build, tit-fucking can be lots of fun."

Britney bites her lower lip, struggling with her values versus her urges. "Would you show me how?"

You pull off your shorts and underwear. Britney stares at your cock like she's never seen one before, which she might not have since you made her an innocent virgin again. After she lies back down you swing a leg over her and sit on her waist.

She gasps as you grab her big tits and massage them greedily. Your thumbs roll over her nipples through the fabric of the skimpy red bikini. The material slides down under her breasts and you rub them directly, making her squeak with pleasure.

Fully warmed up, you scoot forward and place your steel hard cock between her soft, bouncy boobs. You smear your pre-cum between them for lubrication. "Your job is to push them together all over my cock."

Britney does what you tell her and you start moving back and forth. It's complete heaven. She shows a natural talent for tit-fucking as she moves her big boobs all over your cock. Her gorgeous face scrunches up with pleasure as you fuck her sensitive tits.

"What should I do now?" she pants.

"Open your mouth and catch."

"Catch what?"

"You're about to see!" You shoot your load towards her face. Britney opens her mouth, but takes the first load on the chin. She adjusts and catches the second spurt. Her mouth fills with a big third load as you squeeze her marvelous tits. You lift yourself up so you can cover those tits with the last blast.

"Oh my God, that felt so good," says Britney after swallowing. "What else can we do?"