Celebrity Schoolgirls

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Summary: In the ALL NEW 6th episode of 'Celebrity Schoolgirls', Britney Spears, the ultra horny head cheerleader of St. Bernerd's, has grown tired of just having one cock at her disposal and has embarked on a quest to have as many as she can possibly handle. But her solution has found her in a quite messy situation as she's invited more one guy into a school based orgy. Can she handle all of the boys hard cocks or will she be wishing she had never tried this? Her extreme need for pleasure may have just written a check her pussy, ass and mouth can't cash.

Original Airdate: Tuesday, April 20, 2010 @ 9:30 p.m.
(following 'The Jamie Lynn Spears "FUCK YOU" Show')

Story Codes: fmmm+, oral, anal

Britney could probably walk and chew gum at the same time, since her overheating body remained in rhythm with her love slaves' mouths, while her gentle hands found their own pace when pulling down Jon's shorts and gripping his five inches of pubescent dick.

"You have such a nice cock, rookie," she said winking up at Jon. He LOVED it when she called him rookie. Britney blew a stray strand of blond hair away from her face and started in on Jon, giving his throbbing cockhead a long lick hello. She used one hand to grope his tight balls, the other to rub and relax his tighter ass as she took him into her wet mouth, her deep cheeks getting used to some new dick dimensions. Britney started to moan again, and not from Dave's pussy munching, which was quite good, but rather from the dirty deed she knew she was committing: she had a slab of lost innocence down her throat, and the owner of that slab was enjoying every second of it.

Jon leaned his back against the row of lockers, a foot apart from the bench he was standing on, and groaned from the release of it all. Britney looked up at him and grinned widely, Jon's thick stump clenched between her pearly whites. She put a little more focus on her cocksucking. Grabbing onto the young boy's trembling hips, Britney began giving Jon some vigorous no-hands head. She often managed to fit all but an inch of Jon's cock down her fiery gullet as she bobbed up and down on it, a blur of tan skin, puckered lips and loud, sticky slurps. Since she was standing sideways, Britney's spit would often dangle out the sides of her mouth, dangle, rocking back and forth from her tight suction, then eventually snap from her lips and fall onto the top of her right tit, where it would mix with Rudy's plentiful saliva.

"You like getting your cock sucked, Jonny angel?" she asked with a sweet twang, catching a quick breath and gently blowing a bubble of spit onto Jon's shaft before swallowing the prick all over again.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Britney," Jon responded, his voice breaking but his knees finding new balance. He began to thrust himself between Britney's lips with more and more confidence, until eventually his small, wet nut sack was slapping against the girl's sculpted chin.

Amazingly, Ray had gotten tired of simply sucking on Britney's tasty nip. He looked down at Dave and saw the captain's tongue was quite busy inside her dripping snatch. Ray decided to make himself more useful. He crouched down lower and snuck his tongue onto Britney's flaring clit. It was tight quarters down there, his tongue often making incidental contact with Dave's upward slit slurps, but his lips got a firm hold of Britney's precious nubbin. Britney's thighs tightened around his head when he licked hard enough. Drops of his own forgotten spittle trickled from Britney's bare left hooter onto his upper back. Rudy pawed both breasts now, licking up and down between her cleavage, tasting all the bouncy feminine flesh he could. Britney cast one eye down on the position change and nodded. Her long, glistening neck was fully extended. When she swallowed hard, getting some saliva out of the way and drawing Jon's overwhelmed fuckstick further past her tonsils, Chris whistled. He had been pounding his pud for several minutes now as he watched his girlfriend gobble down the meat of a virtual stranger.

Steve had his cock out now, too. He had seven thick, proud inches, and they certainly erect now. He focused on Jon's flustered face as Britney slobbered all over his virgin knob. He focused on Ray's ass, nicely outlined in drenched shorts and shaking back and forth just inches away from his own feet. Most happily, he would shoot quick glances across the room at Chris, and delight in how glad and horny his jerking friend seemed to be at the perverted talents of his trophy girlfriend.

Britney was now holding Jon's cock up at an angle so she could lick his balls. She looked up at him with those expert puppy dog eyes the whole time, her tongue teasingly flicking at his smooth sack one second, then fully sliding across his nuts the next. She stopped to suck on each testicle so delicately, as if she were smoothing out the edges on a scoop of semen-flavored ice cream. Jon shook his head in disbelief and ran his hands through the girl's beautiful mane of hair.

"She ever do that to you?" Steve asked Chris.

"Nah," the cocky jock laughed. He pushed his balls out of the way and wrapped his hand firmly around his long stick before looking across at Steve. "This gives her plenty to work on."

"I'll bet," Steve said, trying hard to constrain himself, waiting for his moment. Britney let out a muffled moan when she heard Chris' remark, and spit Jon's wet wood out of her mouth to glare across at him.

"Fuck you, Chris," she said with a smile.

"Soon enough, sweet cheeks," he replied with a laugh. Britney laughed, too, and "Ooooooh"ed as she put Jon back in her mouth. Her voice rocked against his cock, causing the nervous young nerdling to shudder, one foot slipping out from under him. He held on though, like a rider on a prize filly. Jon grabbed hold of her face now as he felt his load churning faster and faster in his balls. Ten minutes ago, he was just a boy, but now he was never more ready to paint Britney's throat with his special sauce.

"Suck it, Britney, oh God, you're gonna make me cum!"

They didn't call her the "head" cheerleader for nothing. Jon's cry was like a rocket booster to Britney. She groaned from deep within and concentrated on feeling the three tongues on and inside of her, and the one throbbing cock darting across her tongue. She felt so full, felt the love, and wanted the cum. She fondled Jon's nuts now and crammed his meat as far down her throat as possible, slamming the shaft's underside again and again with her tongue, scraping the roof of her mouth back and forth against the irritated head, anxious for the cream. Rudy, Ray and Dave looked up from their licking, wanting desperately to see this girl take a facial from the rook. Britney's eyes kept pleading with Jon, and for once, the young boy's performance did not disappoint.

"I'm shooting!" he screamed, his hands slamming into the lockers behind him. "I'm cumming! Don't take it out. Don't take it out BRIT-NEEEEEE!"

Britney had no intention of taking it out. One hard volley of jism hit the inside of her cheek, then another at the back of her throat, then another tingled against her rear teeth. Britney "Mmmmmm"ed the whole time, caressing Jon's emptying balls as she swallowed every sweet drop of virginal boy batter. When his six squirts were over and through, the first teaspoon or so slowly snaking down into Britney's stomach, she licked his sensitive cockhead clean. Jon twitched and twitched, his tiny body a sweaty mess of nerves, but he had been blown by the hottest girl in the universe. He was a man. And it felt GOOD!

There was also, however, this other feeling as he looked down on Britney's soiled, smiling lips. It came quickly, so that when he pulled his cock out of her hands, it was a bit more roughly than he would've liked. He laughed nervously, went to put on his shorts, gathered up his stuff and nodded. Britney was confused, but she had a feeling this might be too much pleasure for Jon to register in such a short time.

"See ya tomorrow, guys," he said in a rushed voice while sprinting for the door. He turned around to look at the naked cheerleader who sucked his dick. It almost felt like love.

"Thanks, Britney. Wow oh wow, thanks!" Britney turned her head and sighed, feigning satisfaction.

"Anytime, rookie," she said with selfless, slutty sincerity. Jon's eyes widened at the remark before disappearing into the corridor. Britney, smiled, shook her head and slipped away from her three kneeling worshipers to stand in the middle of the room again.

"And then, there were five," she said giggling. "This is gonna be fun." Britney just stood there for a minute or two, getting the guys psyched for stage two. Not a sound could be heard except a ton of heavy breathing, and Britney's fingers roaming all over her body, cupping her breasts, smacking her own as and sucking on a finger or two. All of the guys shucked their clothes during this unbearable cock tease, the sight of their rigid beef poles sending Britney into an even deeper heat.

Not surprisingly, Ray had the biggest bat of them all, eleven monstrous ebony inches. Ray winked at Britney when he saw her eyes bulge at his huge endowment. Rudy stood next to him with a shorter seven inches of latin lollipop, but the fact that he was uncut fascinated Britney. She never thought she'd do it with a foreskinned man. The realization that she would made her very horny. Dave Manlee stood back, his lips still glistening with Britney's juices, and jacked his dick, eight inches just like her sweetie Chris, but thicker and with a huge cockhead that Britney just had to feel inside of her. Chris was a little peeved that britney took just a couple of seconds to look him over, but she didn't need to. She could've picked out his cock in a blindfolded suck test. As for Steve, he was the only one who remained standing *behind* Britney, slowly fisting his seven inches. Like Britney, he was mesmerized by the *other* spears in the room.

Britney tweaked her rock hard nippples one more time before adding up the dick data and smiling. She went to stand next to an empty bench.

"Honey?" She was calling to Chris. Finally. He walked over and frenched Britney before she whispered her instructions. Chris planted his bare ass down on the bench with a leg on each side, essentially straddling it. He laid back and smiled wide, soaking it all in. His dick throbbed anxiously as it stood on end, a drop of clear pre-cum trickling down his shaft. Britney was about to fulfill the promise she had whispered to him earlier.

The promise was: "This time you can do me in the ass."

"Ready, honey?" Britney asked as she swung one of her own honeyed legs over Chris' crotch and onto the floor. She was turned towards his feet, so that she could ride him while facing the other guys.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he said with a macho cackle. Britney just snickered and reached back to slowly spread her bubbly cheeks for him.

"Don't you worry about me," she said smokily. "I'm a big girl." As soon as Chris saw Britney's tight brown pucker, he rubbed some spittle on his bulbous glans and pressed it against the tiny opening. "And big girls...." Britney struggled to continue as she felt the first couple of centimeters piercing her behind, "....can take, OH GOD!" The whole head had slid in with a juicy "pop!" Britney froze for a moment and gasped, one hand pressed back against Chris' chest, the other quickly frigging her clitty. ".....biiiiiiig cocks in their....TIGHT!" Her voice halted again with an inch of jock shaft making its way in with a slight. "Backsides," Britney finally finished her thought. She focused on taking her first ass ramming like a trooper. She knew there'd be a little pain before the fun set in, but as another inch slid deep inside her heiny, she wasn't feeling all that bad. It just really felt intense.

The looks on the faces of the four watching guys, even Steve, told her it must've been some sight. She wished she could see it somehow: her hot little ass slowly sinking onto a big, pulsating white rod. Britney closed her eyes, huffing and puffing as two more inches snuck up inside, then somehow two more. She had half a foot of sausage in her back burner, and she loved the feeling more than anything. She should've tried this sooner, like Chris wanted, she thought to herself.

Chris couldn't believe how hot Britney's anal chute felt around his cock, almost hotter than her pussy. Certainly tighter. He stopped at six inches to drink it all in. He squeezed that beautiful ass he was inside of and called out to his dumbstruck team, "Ain't she somethin', guys?" Britney carefully turned back to smile at him. When she did, something caused the whole crazy day to come flooding back to Chris: Mandy and Lacey, Tarland's cock in Brit's mouth, and now this. This was the greatest fucking day of his life. He smiled up at Britney and made his first pump back and forth, catching her off guard but filling her with an unbelievable sensation.

"My perfect little whore," he said to her, making her moan and wriggle around to get a little more meat into her rear. Britney enjoyed Chris' newfound aggression. She started to really dig the feel of anal sex, letting him pump in and out a few more times before really picking up the pace. He started to thrust up harder and Britney started to slam down just as hard, the pain giving way to a searing warmth, and then just an overwhelming feeling of size, ravaging her asshole and slamming into such snesitive places inside. Britney started to growl like an animal, holding onto Chris' knees and bouncing forward, her breasts like two jiggling beach balls. Thirty more seconds at this pace and Chris would blow his wad. She didn't want that yet.

"You like fucking me in the ass, baby?"

"YEAH! I love your ass!"

"I love it too. Keep doin' it to me, baby," Britney pleaded, all the while changing her position to lean back on Chris, her hands back on his broad shoulders. Sure, Britney, thought, the anal reverse cowgirl position was a bit trying, but how about getting two up in her?

"Come here, Captain," she called to Dave, quickly spreading her puss with two fingers so the message was crystal clear. "Let's see....how much cock....this girl can take!"

Dave high-fived Ray and approached the bench. He remained standing, facing Britney, putting one leg on each side of the bench, careful not to step on Chris' feet. He leaned in to kiss Britney, but it was a hard kiss to maintain. She kept bouncing on Chris' prick. Dave managed to taste Britney's tongue for about half a second before she flew upwards and found herself licking his nose and eye. Dave decided to dispense with the foreplay and just start nailing the sweet cunt he had eaten out before it was too late. He lined up with her shaking pink passage as best he could and pushed forward. Oh god, that pussy felt like heaven. Britney was like a warm lake that you just wanted to dip into again and again. Plus, it felt tighter to Dave than it usually did for Chris, since, well, Dave had a little more meat on his bone.

Britney enjoyed the extra thickness, too, but with Chris already in her ass, she would've been plenty full even if it was Tarland who was doing the pussy plugging, thank you very much. Now she gasped over and over and the two cocks battled inside her for room, "Oh babyyyyy," repeatedly rolling off the tongue of the stretched-out southern belle. She never got dicked like this in Dixie.

Dave went real slow at first, keeping his deposit down to a couple of inches until Britney's body calmed down and seemed ready to take more. The slutty senior was wet all over, inside and out, slick with sweat, her two funbags beautifully standing out from her chest. Her yes eventually met Dave's, telling him she wanted more dick. A good leader could sense patterns, so it didn't take long for the captain to hammer out Chris' thrusting pattern, and match it accordingly with his own hammer. He tried to pump in when Chris pumped out, giving Britney constant cock. Occasionally, the two would accidentally pump her at the same time. Britney would shriek, the wind knocked out of her, but she loved to take it on. The two boys could feel each other's eager rods through the thin membrane that separated back from front. After fucking Britney raw for so long, Chris almost seemed to feel the barrier disappear, as if Dave's cock was right up against his. It spurred him on to rock Britney's ass harder, to prove that he was the master when it came to making his girl feel just right.

Ray and Rudy, meanwhile, felt neglected. They figured Britney was a bit too loopy to remember their needs, so they decided to remind her. Ray went over to stand to the right of Britney's head, Rudy to her left. Ray thought he was going to have to fight his little friend for the girl's expert lips, but Rudy had other ideas on his mind. He stood further down on Britney's left, next to her awesome hooters.

"Ay ay ay, que pechos grandes, senorita!" The foreign words suddenly spilled from Rudy's mouth as he fondled the steamy silicone, a wild-eyed look in his eyes. Britney didn't have a Spanish dictionary handy, but she smiled and enjoyed his worship, confident that she knew the translation. He rolled the teats around in his palms, sometimes grasping them hard, smashing them down.

"Yeah, feel me up, papi," she gave it back to Rudy, who only became more intense. "I like it rough like that."

"You want THIS rough?" Ray interjected, lightly slapping the oozing head of his huge black bangstick against the girl's turned cheek. Britney turned to face the snake and smiled, desperately trying to maintain control of her body throughout Chris and Dave's shattering fucking.

"Well," Britney said, looking up into Ray's lust-crazed eyes as she jerked his seemingly endless shaft, "We'll see what I can do." Chris tilted his head just in time to see Britney's lips engulf the thick pinkish glans of Ray's salty rod. Ray took a loose hold of Britney's scalp, letting her continue to slam back and forth while keeping her glued to his needy schlong.

There were two patches of brown when he looked down at her: the browns of her eyes, looking up, seeming to ask the dumb question "Do you like this?", and his brown shaft. In between, there was pink: Britney's hot pink tongue licking up and down the length of the freakish hose before wrapping around the head and drying his leaky slit, and her pretty pink lips, sucking down as much of his horse meat as possible, making the dark skin all wet, and moaning to let him know she wanted it as bad as him.

"That's it, baby girl," he whispered down to her. Britney smilled and stopped to suck on his hairy balls. "Ooooh, so goood. Suck Ray Ray good, little girl."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," was her full mouth's only response. "Mmmmmmmmm hmmmmmm...."

Since Ray had gotten Britney to lean back for a good while, Rudy decided to go ape shit over the tits he adored so much. He threw his leg over the bench, not to mention Chris and Britney, and planted his cock between her tits, molding the dick into her burning hot cleavage. Britney loved it, as long as Rudy didn't push down too hard, which he somehow still had the sense to avoid. He put one hand on each of her luscious mounds and rammed his uncut dong in and out, Britney's sweat and Rudy's pre-cum the only liquid saving them both from severe case of rope burn. Or cock burn, really.

Dave was enjoying the pussy he felt he earned: the captain fucking the head cheerleader. That's the way it's supposed to be, god damn it. He loved fucking choice pussy, but he really loved himself more. He slammed as hard as he could, trying to prove that Chris didn't deserve the honor of this sopping wet snatch every night. Since Chris was also viewing this as more of a competition between jocks than a chance to fuck his girl, the real winner was Britney. She had all the cock she could handle, and they'd probably fuck her till the damn things snapped off, if she wanted. She took a moment to stop drooling all over Ray's cock to urge the boys on.

"You sure...know...how to....FUCK ME!!!" Britney screamed as another pleasure shock ran through her. The two fuckers groaned and went back to the business of one-upmanship.

Dave assumed that the two gentle hands pulling at his ass cheeks were Britney's, but by the time he realized her hands were quite tied up with Ray, Steve's cockhead was already poking at his sphincter.

"AHHHH!" he screamed, sounding as much like a frightened girl as a jock can. "Bancrow, what in the name of fuck, huh?"

"Aw, come on, Dave," Steve said, quite cool, and still ready to insert. "You like a challenge. You are manly, aren't you, Manlee?" The sound of Britney lifing her lips off Ray's balls broke the silence. She smiled to herself. That Steve.

"You are nothing but a dirty cocksucker, Bancrow," Dave spit out angrily. Like it or not, he was getting more comfortable in his vulnerable position. So was Steve. Case closed.

"Correct-a-mundo!" Steve said smiling. "And for the next five minutes, I'll be your dirty ass fucker, so why don't you take it like a man and enjoy that lovely young lady wrapped around your pecker?"

Dave was embarrassed, but he did like a challenge, and he liked this one much more than he was letting on. No one else knew about his afternoon of exploration two years ago with the team's last coach. He shook his head, appeared flabbergasted, and went back to porking Britney. Steve shook his head and pushed. Two inches of his slick dick went into Dave's behind a little easier than he'd expected. Perhaps then, he became the first person to know Dave had done this before. He'd had a hunch beforehand.

"Wow, this is the nicest ass I've ever fucked, Dave," Steve groaned as he allowed his urges to take over. Of course, this was really the only ass he'd *ever* fucked, but it was hot nonetheless. He began to thrust into the masculine rear harder and faster. Dave was conflicted, trying to block out Steve's words, but seeming to back his ass up against Steve's plowing prick slowly but surely.

Ray couldn't help but look over to see Steve give it to their captain. There was something about it that turned him on, something primal, like when he watched his friends on the wrestling team roll around on the mats. Still, once he had seen Steve throw his head back after getting a good five inches into Manlee's jock pussy, and begin to thrust happily, he was ready to focus on Britney again. Ray knew where the real beauty in life was, and at that moment, she was giving slow, repeated sucks on his cockhead. Britney smiled when she saw Ray's focus return. She crammed more of his shaft down his throat, tasting the ebony pole and wanting the juice it could provide.

"I love sucking All-County cock," she cooed before bobbing down again. What a difference an hour had made for Ms. Britney Spears. The impeccably-kempt school beauty now looked like a frazzled, bare-assed Barbie doll, and felt even more hollow inside than any plastic doll when Dave and Chris pulled out of her. They would always plunge in again, though, and then Britney was happy again, stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey and soon to be basted as thoroughly.

Chris reached the edge first. Britney was a little disappointed that the cock she was going home with was the minuteman of the group, but she wanted to feel him blast.

"I'm cumming, Britney baby!" he screamed, slowing his banging down to a crawl. "You're my shining star, Britney! I'm shooting it in your ass, babe!"

"Ohhhhh, cum for me, baby, that's it. Make me feel it." Britney sort of pulled away from Dave's thrusts and shook her sphincter back and forth, up and down against the spasming cock. When the first spurts shot inside she gasped from the sensation, like a hot white flame flooding her rectum. Chris held on tight to Britney's pretty asscheeks and jerked upwards, once, twice, three times, making sure her insides got all he had to over. He groaned and twitched before collapsing back onto the bench.

Britney was not quite through yet. Rudy was. he started cursing in his native tongue and sped up his tit fucking, faster and faster until his hot cream shot out, fast and hard. Rudy even seemed to surprise himself. Britney's cleavage, the sides of her ever-perky boobs and the front of her neck were showered in ropes of Rudy's thick jism. Britney looked at Rudy sideways, smiling as he came and smearing the seed all over her shiny skin when he finally ceased fire, but she never let Ray's cock out from her hungry mouth. She finally let go to catch a breath and hock up some more spit to get some good lip grip going. She noticed Ray perked up at Rudy's cum shower.

"When are you gonna give me *your* load, big boy? Hmmm?" She jerked the big cocoa stick a few times, her hands somehow feeling a little cooler to the touch than her wet mouth. "My face is getting kinda lonely without some cum." Ray groaned from his gut and Chris' spent cock actually throbbed again in Britney's ass. She'd never talked this dirty to *him*.

Ray wanted to say something equally nasty. He could usually be counted on for that. But this white girl had his head spinning and his balls aching. His groans kept coming, and Britney got the hint. She dove down on the cock with her greedy mouth, getting a good four inches up against her tonsils before Ray lost his nut. The cum was especially thick, tougher to swallow than Chris'. And plentiful! The all-star was quite a cocksman, too, firing off eight significant shots of man juice down Britney's throat. Her eyes looked straight ahead at his groin as she swallowed, intent on getting each drop without waste. Dave had a clear view of the orgasm since Rudy had gone to clean up. He could Britney's cheeks hollow out with each gulp. This girl was truly a sexual dynamo.

"I'm cumming too, god dammit!" Dave cried out. Britney tried to acknowledge her happiness with a nod, but it caused some cum to dribble from her mouth onto her cheek. There was more cum on her face now than glitter. Britney was so sweaty, and her face manhandled so often that most of the shiny specks had fallen to her neck and shoulders.

"Give it to me, Captain," she said before licking the cum glob of her lips. "Shoot your cum in my naughty pussy." Dave slammed in harder and harder, really getting into the feeling of being a fucker and fuckee at once. Britney's focus returning to her snatch. She tried a few exercises she had picked up recently, contracting her pussy around Dave's climaxing cock as hard as she could. She felt the power of his thrusts and the unbearable friction the top of his shaft was providing for her clit, and actually came a second or two before Dave did. She picked her feet up to wrap around Dave's ass as he came, but actually found herself toeing at Steve's behind. The two boys were having quite a ball, both for very different reasons.

"Shit, I'm gonna blow, Manlee," Steve yelled.

"OH, you fucker!" Dave shouted as his first blast of sperm coated Britney's pussy. The girl puckered her lips and squeezed her sticky breasts as Dave came, conquering her cunt with a good six volleys of splooge. Britney rocked back and forth as Dave hosed her insides and grinned. She was verrry satisfied. AND she was on the pill. Life was good.

Steve, being horny, but not one to leave someone with no dignity whatsoever, pulled his cock out of Dave before shooting. He jerked himself the rest of the way, spewing all over the captain's ripped lower back. Thing is, Dave really wouldn't have minded if Steve was an unfeeling prick. He had a damn good time.

Britney closed her eyes and lay back on her boyfriend after Dave pulled out. She was somehow more beautiful to the four spent guys who stood watch over her than she was when she walked through the door two hours earlier, the object of all their fantasies.

Chris stuck his tongue in Britney's ear and sucked on her earlobe. She loved that after great sex. Ray knelt down to kiss her once more before heading to the showers. Dave came around to do the same. Even Steve kissed the girl on the forehead.

"You're something else," he said. She smiled that smile again, far form the first time, even farther from the last.

After Britney and Chris toweled off and redressed, she kissed him and led him by hand to the locker room door.

"We'll have just enough time to go home to your place and fool around a little before we go to that club," she said. The two lovers skipped off, closer than ever before.

"There goes the hottest, most sexually insatiable creature on the face of this planet," Dave Manlee said as looked on in amazement.

"Yeah," Steve said. "Britney can get pretty horny, too." He winked and left the captain behind to contemplate the benefits of a forfeited game.