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Christina's Revenge	By : Oric13 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Christina Aguilera Views: 27861 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Christina Aguilera. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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See for info & disclaimer: Chapter 1

Chapter 2 - Stripped
(F/F, lesb)

Larry’s hunch proved correct: Christina did have ulterior motives. Though she didn’t have an actual plan in mind (besides having a little fun) when she started feeding Britney drinks, an idea did occur when the superstar started getting really plastered. She considered getting the singer all riled up about the paparazzi (a subject, she knew, that could really get Britney riled up) and then arranging an “accidental” meeting with the press… then all she had to do was sit back and enjoy the show as a not-so-innocent, intoxicated Britney made an arse out of herself in front of an army of reporters.

However, now that she got her chance, she didn’t really want to follow through with that plan anymore. One reason for that was that she hated those paparazzi every bit as much as Britney did, and it went against every fibre of her being to throw someone -anyone- to the nonexistent mercy of those scumbags… even if that someone was Britney Spears.

But that wasn’t the whole reason, or even the biggest part of it.

Much as she hated admitting it to herself, the main reason was that the time they shared in the bar together had somehow rekindled some of their old friendship from when they were both in the Mickey Mouse Club.

And now, as they made their way to Britney’s room, Christina couldn’t help feel a bit protective of the smaller blonde; she just looked so darn cute!

“Ohhhhh, I’m feeling a bit sick… I-I might throw up on you,” a somewhat pale-faced Britney warned as they entered her room.

“Hey, don’t worry about it… As long as you don’t start singing, I’ll be fine,” Christina flippantly replied.

Despite her nausea, Britney couldn’t help laughing at her friend’s little jibe. “You’re such a bitch,” she giggled.

“That’s me!” Christina good-naturedly responded while looking around Britney’s suite. “Now, let’s get you into the bathroom… before you start blowing chunks all over this expensive carpet.”

Britney giggled again and allowed her new friend to lead her towards the bathroom.

They just made it inside in time for Britney to rush over to the toilet, throw open the lid and empty her stomach into the bowl.

Meanwhile, Christina was acting out her new best-friend role by holding Britney’s hair while she threw up and murmuring comforting words into the sick girl’s ear.

It took almost ten minutes before the singer’s stomach was drained and the throwing up turned into dry heaves, and another ten minutes before Britney felt good enough to leave her position near the toilet bowl.

“Ugh…” Britney groaned, as she slowly stood up. Standing a bit wobbly on her feet, she would’ve tipped over if not for Christina’s helping hand.

“Thanks,” Britney muttered.

“No problem. That’s what friends are for,” Christina smiled. “But you look like you’re about to take go down any moment. So we better get you cleaned up and into your warm, comfy bed.”

“That sounds nice,” the Southerner smiled.

“I figured you’d like that,” the older singer beamed back. “Now, let’s get you out of those nasty clothes and into the shower.”

“Mmmmm… shower,” Britney mumbled with a dreamy look on her face.

“Yes, a nice, hot shower,” Christina seductively told the singer, and then slowly started undressing her… Even though she didn’t want to sacrifice her “esteemed colleague” to the press, she still wouldn’t mind getting a bit of revenge on Britney… and this situation seemed to hold plenty of opportunities to get even with the pop star.

It just so happened that one of the many rumours floating around about Christina Aguilera, is that she loves a juicy pussy and a nice set of tits as much (if not more) as a long, hard cock. And, as opposed to 90% of the other rumours about her, this one was actually true. Christina is totally, 100% Bi! And ever since they both became famous, she’d fantasized about making it with her former Mousketeer co-star, Britney Spears. And now she finally had the chance to make that fantasy come true…

With a predatory gleam in her eyes, Christina started tugging at the tight pink top that Britney was wearing, eager to see the bounty that lay beneath the pink fabric. In her excited state, it proved to be a tad difficult to remove the skin-tight top from Britney’s torso, but once the younger singer helpfully raised her arms, she finally managed to pull it off.

Having seen the outline of Britney’s pert nipples underneath the tight top, Christina already knew that the Southerner wasn’t wearing a bra. However, the Latino star still wasn’t entirely prepared for the stunning sight that greeted her, as Britney’s perfect breasts were suddenly revealed to her in all their splendid glory.

Christina’s eyes widened as she stared the most beautiful, round, firm, perky pair of tits that she’s ever laid eyes on; and then let out a slight gasp as she observed those twin beauties bouncing lightly up and down, only inches away from her face. She actually had to summon every ounce of self-control she possessed, to keep herself from latching onto one of those perfect pink nipples, and never letting go.

Taking a deep, cleansing breath, Christina managed to shake off some of the overwhelming lust that almost caused her to loose control. Quickly kneeling down, she continued her task of undressing the young pop star, this time focussing her attentions on Britney’s white mini-skirt.

With slightly trembling hands she unfastened the waistband, and slowly slid the skirt down… ‘Like unwrapping a present,’ she breathlessly considered as more and more of Britney’s tanned, silk-like skin came into view.

Seconds later, Britney Spears stood before her, clad only in a pair of knee-high white leather boots and tiny pink panties. The superstar managed to look both sexy and innocent in this state of undress. But then again, Britney always had a particular knack for pulling off the innocent/sexy look. It was just another indication how good the young pop star was at it, that even in her current drunken condition, she managed to achieve that look.

After taking in this breathtaking sight for almost an entire minute, Christina moved to unzip Britney’s boots… With her hand already on the zipper, she suddenly changed her mind. ‘I just *have* to see how she looks with nothing but those boots on,’ the Latino decided.

Before making her move at Britney’s panties, she glanced up at the pop star’s face. The young singer’s eyelids were almost closed; a far-away look on her face as she leaned with most of her weight on Christina’s shoulders, apparently failing to notice the look of pure lust that was plainly visible on the Latino’s face. She didn’t even display any discomfort or embarrassment as the older singer undressed and studied her nubile body.

All kinda naughty ideas popped up in Christina’s mind when she detected how out of it Britney actually was. Her lips curled into a wicked smile as it became clear to her that she could pretty much have her way with the beautiful pop star… and Britney, in her current state, wouldn’t object to most anything she did. She probably wouldn’t even remember it the next day.

Well, she sure as Hell wasn’t going to let this opportunity go to waste!

Drawing in her breath, she slowly slid her hands up across the singer’s smooth calves towards Britney’s muscled, well-trained thighs… As her hands reached their first objective, she gradually inched them closer to their main target: Britney’s pink panties.

Upon reaching her goal, Christina hooked her fingers in the waistline of the panties, and then gently drew the flimsy item of clothing down.

Only seconds later, she found herself looking straight at Britney Spears’ snatch-- correction: Britney’s BALD snatch! There wasn’t even the slightest hint of hair to be found on the megastar’s mons.

Christina studied Britney’s bald cunt with an expert eye. ‘This is no shaving job,’ she finally concluded. ‘Little Miss Spears obviously had an electrolysis treatment to get her slit this smooth.’

Licking her suddenly dry lips, Christina sat a bit back to fully take in the naked beauty before her.

What a sight! Britney -Fucking- Spears naked, except for a pair of knee-high leather boots. And those boots only helped to accentuate the singer’s nakedness.

After taking in this tantalizing sight for a minute or so longer, the Latino began to unzip and then remove Britney’s boots. This proved to be a difficult task since the singer now seemed to be in a sorta half-conscious/dreamlike state and thus didn’t really cooperate with the removal of her footwear. But after a while, Christina managed to coax Britney into lifting her feet, and finally succeeded in taking off the boots.

Now her first task of stripping the Southerner totally naked was completed, Christina slowly stood up -- putting her hands on Britney’s hips to keep her steady (among other reasons) while she got back to her feet.

Upright again, she stood face-to-face with Britney and shot the younger singer a big smile. “So, now that we got rid of your clothes: let’s get you into the shower and cleaned up!”

“Mmmm, ‘kay…” the singer sleepily responded. “But aren’t you wearing a bit much for a shower?”

Christina looked down and checked out her own fully dressed state. ‘Hmmm, damned if Britney isn’t right for a change… apparently she isn’t *that* much out of it.’

“You’re absolutely right, sweetie.” Christina smiled at the Southerner. “Why don’t you take a seat, and I’ll get naked as well.”

After helping Britney get seated on the toilet lid, she started stripping off her clothes…

Initially, the Latino was in kind of a hurry to get naked and into the shower with Britney, until she noticed that the younger singer’s eyelids were opened a bit more than before… Aiming a concealed look at the blonde’s cute face, she detected Britney’s brown puppy-dog eyes peeking at her from under those long eyelashes, watching closely while she got undressed. With an impish smile, Christina slowed down and turned her disrobing into a sensual striptease.

Swaying lightly to some imaginary music, she slowly removed her bra… for a long, teasing moment she held the cups in front of her tits... then moved her left arm in front of them while using her right hand to swing the bra above her head and throwing it to the other side of the room.

Smiling wickedly, she turned her back to Britney and leaned over while keeping her legs straight, until her hands could touch the floor. Then she reached back, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly drew them down her long legs…

Remaining bend over, she stepped out of her panties, then slowly straightened herself and threw her panties in the same direction as her bra.

Now totally naked, Christina gracefully turned around facing Britney again -- whose face, she now noticed, had turned a light shade of red. Offering the Southerner a hand and helping her to her feet, she led the singer into the spacious shower cabin.

“Let’s get wet,” she whispered in the blushing blonde’s ear.

*****

If there’d been a mirror in the shower then Christina might have noticed the look of lust on Britney’s face as she languidly rubbed the liquid soap all over the pop star’s naked, nubile body.

The young superstar stood with her arms and legs spread leaning against the wall, like she’s being searched for hidden weaponry. She seemed almost asleep, but was still very much awake, which became apparent when she suddenly said, “Thanks for going through all this trouble for me, Christina. You’re a real friend.”

“Hey, don’t mention it, Brit,” Christina cheerfully replied, though she felt a tiny pang of guilt for taking advantage of the blonde in her current, vulnerable condition. “Glad to be of service! Like I said before: that’s what friends are for.”

‘Oh well,’ the Latino told herself, mentally shrugging. ‘I’ve always known I’m a bit of a bitch.’

Locking her conscience away, Christina moved her hands to where she’d wanted them for the last hour: on Britney’s perfect breasts. She held her breath as she cupped the teen star’s firm mounds and gently rubbed the soap in while covertly feeling them up at the same time…

Christina released the breath she was holding when Britney didn’t react in any way while her precious tits were being felt up. In fact… maybe she’s imagining things, but it seemed like the blonde was actually arching her back, offering her ample chest to Christina’s roaming hands. Feeling more courageous, she started kneading those perfect tits while rubbing her own breasts against Britney’s back.

‘Goddamn! They are real!’ Christina found out to her surprise as she fondled the drunken superstar’s firm teen titties. ‘Well, that’s one bet I definitely would’ve lost.’

“Mmm… Christina? Whaddaya doing?” Britney sleepily inquired at the incessant groping of her boobs.

“Just making sure every part of you gets nice and clean,” Christina reassured the young blonde.

“Oh? Mmmmm… feels… kinda nice,” the drowsy pop star muttered while rubbing her hard nipples against her friend’s hands.

The Latino grinned. “Glad you’re enjoying it, sweetie.”

As Christina toyed with Britney’s fully erect, pink nipples, she heard a soft, yet audible moan coming from the younger singer. An impish smile crossed Christina’s lips, and she gave both hard little pebbles another quick pinch, bringing forth another, louder moan.

“Mmmmmm… ohhhh… Oh yeah! Play with my boobies… Ohhhhhh!! That feels soooo good, Christina!”

Though Christina almost burst out laughing at Britney’s use of the word “boobies”, that didn’t prevent here from granting the singer’s request and giving the teenager’s perfect twins a thorough workout.

“Mmmm, you like that, don’t ya Britney?” she whispered into the Southerner’s ear. “You like me playing with those world-famous, much-admired titties of yours?”

“Ohhhhh… God! Yesssss!! Sssssooooo naughty!” the younger blonde hissed as Christina pinched her nipples again while also giving ‘em a little pull.

Sensing that she could get away with just about anything right now, the Latino started taking further liberties with Britney’s body. While her left hand remained busy with Britney’s boobs, her right slid down across the superstar’s well-trained tummy towards the ultimate prize: Britney’s virgin cunt.

‘Well, self-proclaimed virgin cunt,’ Christina corrected herself. ‘But I plan on finding out soon enough if there’s any truth to that claim.’

A satisfied sigh escaped the Latino’s lips as her hand finally reached the smooth V between Britney’s legs. Instantly, almost on their own accord, her fingers began feeling up the blonde’s mons - rubbing and tickling Britney’s wonderful soft, silky slit before sliding a searching finger between her swollen lips.

As Christina’s finger entered the Southerner’s snatch, it quickly encountered proof of the younger girl’s arousal, as the probing digit was in no time completely covered and dripping with Britney’s juices.

Christina’s smile widened at her discovery. While using her thumb to search out and rub Britney’s clit, she started sliding her finger in and out of the singer’s tight cunt.

Each time Christina moved her finger inside, she pushed in deeper… searching for the singer's hymen. But even though the Southerner was pretty tight, she didn’t encounter anything resembling a maidenhead.

Meanwhile, Britney’s moans were getting louder and she started calling out further encouragements, “Oohh!! Oh! OHHHHHH!!! Mmmmmm… Ohhhh Christina, that feels SO nice! Mmmmm… Ohhhhh yeah! Rub my clittie and play with my cunny… Soooo good… Ungh! Ohhh!! Please don’t stop!”

“Don’t ya worry, Brit,” Christina grinned. “I’m not planning on stopping anytime soon… At least not until I’ve made you shoot your hot girl-cum all over my hand.” The blonde singer followed up her statement by inserting another finger into the famous teenager’s tight twat.

Britney let out a really loud moan as her narrow entrance was further invaded.

“Oh yeah! That sure as hell is one hot little cunt you have, Britney,” Christina huskily whispered in the superstar’s ear, as she started fucking that tight passage with two fingers at once. “But is it REALLY a virgin cunt, or is that just a little white lie you tell the press?”

The Latino singer snickered when she saw the blonde blush at her question. “Well is it?” she accentuated her question by flicking the younger girl’s clit and pinching one of her erect nipples at the same time.

Britney gasped and rushed to answer, “YES!! Yes, it is! I’m still a virgin.”

“Hmmm, then what happened to your hymen, little girl?” For emphasis, Christina pushed her fingers as far inside the superstar’s slick passage as she could get them.

“Lost it horseback riding,” the Southerner managed to grunt back.

“Tsk! What a waste,” Christina sighed. “Unless, of course, you were “horseback riding” some young stud at the time?”

“Nope, just ordinary horseback riding,” Britney answered; giggling a little despite the embarrassment and arousal she was feeling.

“So you’ve never let Justin put his cock inside this cute little pussy?” Christina curiously inquired.

“Noooooo, never!” Britney moaned, while moving up and down Christina’s thrusting fingers.

“That poor boy.” Christina let out another - this time fake - sigh. “What exactly do you do when he gets horny?”

“I -Ohhh!- I-I play with… his thing, a-and -Mmmm- let him play with my b-boobies.”

Christina giggled and leaned over to nibble on the blonde’s earlobe while at the same time finger-fucking the young star at an increasingly rapid pace. “That’s it, Brit?” she breathed into the singer’s ear. “You’ve never even given him a blowjob?”

“O-Once… on his birthday,” Britney blushingly confessed.

Christina giggled again. “You naughty thing!”

Her curiosity satisfied for the moment, the older blonde stopped talking and concentrated all her effort on making lil Britney cum like never before.

Meanwhile, the blonde superstar remained silent as well… except for the grunts and groans which seemed to come from her very core, and which quickly became louder and more frequent as the Latino’s nimble fingers brought her closer and closer to a much-needed orgasm.

“Oh! Oh! Ooh! Ungh! Oohh! OH!! OOHH!!” Pushing her little butt up and down, Britney enthusiastically rode her ex-enemy’s hand to her now rapidly impending climax. “OH!! OHHHH!!! OHHHHHH!!! OH GAWD!!! I’M GOING TO CUM!!!!”

Christina took that as her cue to add a third finger in the singer’s tight twat and using her left hand to rub Britney’s erect little clittie. “Come for me, Brit!” she enthusiastically called out.

“I’M CUMMMMMINNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!” Britney screeched; startling not only Christina but also herself with that VERY loud announcement.

Though feeling a bit shocked at first, this was quickly replaced by a mixture of amusement, pride and arousal as Christina watched the young blonde shake and shudder in her arms while experiencing what sounded like her biggest orgasm EVER. Gradually decreasing the rapid finger-fucking to a gentle rocking motion, she slowly brought the purring pop star down from her climax.

Wearing a satisfied smile, Christina leisurely played with the blonde’s pussy while watching Britney bask in the afterglow of her orgasm…

*****

After finishing up their shower, Christina turned off the faucets and helped the younger girl out of the shower. Since her orgasm seemed to have drained all of the Southerner’s energy reserves, the Latino had to practically carry the singer from the shower stall.

Having used her time in the shower to consider her next step, Christina took a seat in front of the bathroom mirror and pulled Britney on her lap. The blonde slumped back against her breasts, but managed to stay seated.

Looking like the proverbial cat-that-swallowed-the-canary, the “Genie in a bottle” singer gazed down at the barely awake Britney and let her hands play across the teenager’s well-trained form. Silently studying the blonde’s various reactions to her touch, Christina absently noted that tweaking the Southerner’s stiff nipples brought a low moan from Britney’s lips, while pinching her clit made her squeak and shudder on her lap.

Licking her lips, Christina cupped the teenbopper’s breasts and roughly kneaded the firm flesh. After squeezing and stroking the pop star’s prized tits numerous times, she took both of Britney’s delicious-looking stiff pink nipples between her thumb and forefinger and pinched and pulled at ‘em.

To her delight, even this rough treatment of Britney’s famous boobs brought forth no further response except another, louder moan from the blonde’s lips.

Christina studied the naked starlet on her lap with adoring eyes. ‘Awww! Poor lil thing must be exhausted, looking so out of it and helpless… What a wonderful opportunity to have my wicked way with the sexy bitch!’

A toe-curling surge of lust went through the Latino’s loins as she stared into the mirror at the erotic picture the two of them presented. They could easily be considered the embodiment of most men’s biggest sexual fantasy: Two young blonde, beautiful teenagers with perfect bodies, on the fringes of adulthood, and both totally naked. And it must be the ultimate wet dream if these girls happen to be no other then pop sensation Britney Spears getting groped while sitting naked with her legs splayed wide apart on the lap of her equally naked nemesis Christina Aguilera.

‘And *I* get to do whatever I want with her!’ Christina thought excitedly while staring at their reflection in the mirror, hardly able to believe her good fortune. Smiling wickedly, she gave Britney’s titties another squeeze. ‘My very own life-sized Barbie doll.’

After playing with the slumbering pop star’s perfect body for a couple minutes more, Christina brushed her teeth and then -with some difficulty- brushed Britney’s.

“Can’t have your breath smelling like barf, sweetie,” she told the Southerner while making her rinse and spit out the toothpaste. “That would really put a damper on the night I have planned for us,” the blonde added inaudibly, under her breath.

With barely restrained enthusiasm, Christina helped--or rather dragged--the dazed and tired superstar into the bedroom and deposited her on the bed.

Resting her hands on her hips, the Latino superstar surveyed the position Britney was in with great satisfaction. Lying on her belly in a half kneeling position, Britney’s little bubble-butt was pointing straight at her.

‘Sorta makes me wonder if she ever let Justin fuck her up the ass,’ Christina pondered absently while staring hungrily at the young blonde’s tight tush. ‘Not a bad solution when her pussy is supposed to be off-limits.’

A wicked gleam sparkled in the pop star’s eyes. ‘Well, whether Justin broke her tight ass in or not, Britney’s soon gonna experience a trip up the good ole Hershey Highway - courtesy of Christina Aguilera!’

To be continued in Chapter 3 - What A Girl Wants
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