Gal Pals

Britney Spears was singing her heart out on stage, with fans roaring all around her. She was pumped up and getting horny. She looked down off the stage at a hot blonde girl, and the girl yelled at her, "Britney, you're so hot! I wanna fuck you so bad!" Britney was tempted to jump down and start fucking the girl right then and there.

Her song almost over, Britney ran to a pole in the middle of the stage and did a short dance. The song ended, and the fans raised the roof with their cheering. Britney walked off the stage to wild applause.

Backstage, she called for some water, and several assistants ran over with some. "Thanks a lot, guys," Britney said as she took a deep gulp of water.

"No problem, Ms. Spears," said one of the assistants. Britney smiled at her.

"You're Kelly, right? Listen, would you find out if Mandy or Christina is around, and send them to my dressing room?"

"Sure thing, Ms. Spears," Kelly said, and ran off.

Britney walked to her dressing room, and shut the door behind her. She took off her clothes and threw them in a corner of the room, then she went and took a hot shower. Britney dried off, then put on fresh clothes, short shorts and a tight t-shirt that exposed a little bit of her tummy.

There was a knock on the door. Britney walked over and opened it to find Kelly, her assistant, and Mandy Moore standing there.

"Hi, Ms. Spears!" Kelly said brightly. "I found Ms. Moore for you."

"Thanks a bunch, Kelly," Britney said. "Oh, and by the way, you can call me Britney, okay?"

"Sure thing Ms. Spea- er, Britney!" Kelly smiled and walked away, presumably to do more assistant's work.

When Kelly had left, Mandy practically jumped inside. Britney shut the door and pulled Mandy close, kissing her passionately.

"Oh, baby," Britney said, pulling away slightly and stroking Mandy's cheek. "I've missed you so much..."

Mandy smiled at her and squeezed closer. "I've missed you, too, hun." They both locked lips again.

Suddenly, there was another knock at the door. "Who is it?" Britney asked roughly.

"Joe. I'm an assistant. I've brought you something to eat, Ms. Spears," came the answer.

Britney looked at Mandy. "I really don't feel like being interupted," she whispered. "Do you?"

"No," Mandy whispered back. "Tell him to go away."

Britney turned and yelled at the door, "Go the fuck away! I'm trying to visit with Mandy!"

"Oh, sorry, Ms. Spears," said Joe the assistant meekly. I'll just bring back your food when you ask for it." He walked quickly away.

Britney turned back to Mandy and put her arms around Mandy's waist. "Now then," Britney said, licking her lips, "Where were we?"