I'm Not That Innocent Ch. 01

"There's no need to worry about him. Justin ain't here, but you are."

"Damn right I am."

Grabbing the glass, Angelo shoved it to his lips for a quick sip. Britney kept her eyes locked on him while sipping her martini. After the drink, she spoke again.

"Since you asked me about Justin, I feel it's only fair I ask, do you have someone? A girlfriend or maybe someone else?"

"No, I don't have a girlfriend. But seriously, why would I tell you if I did? Like you said, Justin isn't here. I could be married, and that wouldn't be enough to pass up a chance with you."

His confession made Britney laugh loudly. She placed her glass down on the bar, still laughing as he tried to carry on.

"I mean, I'm just being honest. I'm having a drink with the hottest girl in the world right now."

"You've said that more than once now!"

"But it's the truth! You know it, and I know it."

To think that a man would cheat on his girlfriend or wife with her had only made Britney smile to herself. Angelo was most likely a single man to be in this club alone. Britney did not care if he had a significant other. The more she thought of the possibility that a man would cheat on their spouse for her, was turning her on.

"I gotta say, I didn't expect to meet you in the club tonight. You never struck me as the kind of girl who comes to a place like this."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You know what I mean, Britney. The girl next door isn't supposed to be grinding her ass on a stranger in a club."

That statement almost offended her. Britney glanced away from his face as she sighed. She knew what Angelo was referring to. The image around her as a bubblegum pop singer. It was that very image she was trying to shed with her recent album and music videos. She took a moment to consider how to answer his statement.

"So I take it you've heard my songs."

Angelo chuckled.

"Who hasn't? You've got at least three songs always on a pop channel at any given time on the radio."

Britney bit her lower lip before replying.

"Well then, I take it you heard me say that I'm not that innocent."

He quirked his eyebrows, returning the smile back at her.

"Are you going to play with my heart tonight?"

"Maybe I'm thinking about that right now."

She giggled after responding to his question. Britney knew she had just signed her name off on a potential one night stand. It all came down to the place now. If not for her bodyguard's presence, she could leave the club with a stranger, hoping to trust him. That was not going to happen tonight, as Britney at least wanted control of where they would be going.

"Did you drive here tonight, Angelo?"

"No. Who wants to leave their car parked out on the street in a place like this?"

"Me! My car's out there! You wanna take a ride with me? I can take you up to my apartment for some real fun."

Angelo laughed loudly at her. They were both finished drinking by this point, only stalling time by spending more precious minutes in this club. Britney watched his eyes shift back to her face before he stood up and nodded at her.

"Lead the way, babe."

Britney turned to make sure her bodyguard, Rob, was still close by. She approached the tall, intimidating man and smiled.

"I'm ready to go. I'm bringing someone with me."

Rob took one hard look at Angelo. Britney did not consider her bodyguard intimidating her date. It served as a warning to Angelo. For all he knew, he was having one lucky night with the most famous singer in the world. If he truly believed the words he told Britney, he would not let this opportunity go to waste. Britney led the way, storming out of the club and hurrying to the line of vehicles parked on the side. A black Mercedes Benz sat undisturbed until the lights blinked from the doors unlocking to the push of a button on the key remote in Rob's hand. Her bodyguard went to the driver's side while she opened the left rear door. Angelo proved to be faster, dashing to the right side back passenger door and quickly climbing in.

"Looks like someone is excited!"

No photographers were outside, but Britney still found how quickly he moved to be fascinating. She took a minute to wonder how he would have reacted if the paparazzi had been waiting outside the club. A man like this would probably feel like a champion to have his grinning mug printed in a gossip magazine. Rob cranked the engine of the car, and within seconds, they were strolling down the dark streets of New York City. Angelo swallowed his breath nervously before turning to look at Britney. Neither of them had fastened their seatbelts as they sat next to each other.

"I can't believe we're doing this."

"You better believe it!"

"Is Justin gonna be waiting to greet me back at your place?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes at that question.

"Why would I go out and meet a hot guy like you if I was still dating that loser?"

The truth had finally come out to a stranger. Britney could no longer hold herself back from admitting it to someone. Angelo leaned closer, his eyes widening as he heard her words. Britney did not hesitate to throw her arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him. Before she knew it, she had climbed into the man's lap, nestling her booty onto his crotch and grinding as they traded kiss after kiss. Overwhelmed by lust, Britney reacted naturally. She could feel his cock rising in length beneath her while her tongue danced against his from within his mouth. Angelo moaned into her mouth, still kissing when the brakes were pushed on the car. Britney broke the kiss and climbed off of him.

"Oh my god, we must be here already."

Time moved by so quickly. Her bodyguard did not utter a word after stopping the car outside the hotel. Britney opened the left side back door and quickly ran out. She turned to look at Angelo and motioned with her right hand index finger.

"Come on! We've got one long elevator ride, and then we'll be all alone!"

He jumped out of the seat and slammed the car door shut. If not for feeling turned on, Britney would have laughed at his erection poking forward in the front of his pants. Angelo did not seem to care, not even in the presence of another man. Her bodyguard walked behind them as they entered the lobby and hurried to an elevator in the corner. Rob's presence next to Britney was enough to stall her reaction. Had the bulky man not entered the elevator, she would have been all over Angelo. She pressed the button for the penthouse suite and then gazed into his eyes as the doors shut.

"I still can't believe I met you tonight. It almost feels too good to be true."

Britney bit her lower lip before smiling wide. She revealed her full teeth in that signature smile she was known for. That was until she curved her eyebrows and glared at him lustfully.

"I take it you've been dreaming about me, Angelo?"

Her voice was low, almost seductive, with the touch of her southern accent coming out strongly. He began to laugh at her.

"I'm one in a million who dreams about doing it with you."

She had to kiss him again while the elevator was still climbing to the top floors of the building. Britney closed her eyes and pushed her lips against his. They traded small kisses until the loud ding sound was heard to alert them that the elevator had stopped. The sound of the doors opening caught Britney's attention upon ending the kiss. She grabbed Angelo's right hand and was quick to strut her hips down the dimly lit hallway. Her bodyguard already had the key ready to unlock the door to her home. Britney had a guestroom arranged downstairs. It was one of four bedrooms in her quadplex. The other bedroom downstairs belonged to her bodyguard. Britney made up her mind where she wanted to take Angelo for their wild night. A stranger like him was still not worthy of sharing her upstairs bed. Britney stepped in front of him, quickly turning on the lights as she stepped through the doorway.

"Follow me. I wanna show you something."

His line of sight was aimed at her ass. Knowing he was still checking her out had only made Britney more excited. She wasted no time clacking her heels across the wooden floor as she led him down a narrow hallway of gray walls and to a closed black door. As she grabbed the knob, Angelo spoke.

"Are you taking me into Justin's room?"

"Nope! He don't live here with me!"

The door opened as Britney turned around to face him again. She grinned at him while swiping the light switch on with her right hand. Angelo stepped forward as she took a few steps back. The sound of her heels was muted thanks to the beige carpet floor. He shut the door behind him and threw his right arm around her. Britney moaned as Angelo pulled her in for another round of passionate kissing. The bulge in the front of his pants was felt rubbing against her as their bodies pressed together. She moaned into his mouth until he pulled away to end the kiss. Britney was eager to begin undressing him. As she fell to her knees, Angelo gazed around the room. The surroundings were of little concern to him. The walls were covered in blue wallpaper that did not match the bright pink sheets and blankets covering the bed.

Britney unfastened his belt and tugged at it until his eyes glanced back down at her. She smiled as her hands carefully pulled the front button of his slacks undone. Angelo exhaled deeply as he studied the expression on her face. Her fingers gripped the zipper, quietly pushing it down. Britney flashed her teeth in a full smile before she grabbed the front of his red boxers. A wave of exhilaration nearly overwhelmed her sense of focus. All those lonely nights were coming to an end, as she finally had someone to satisfy her lustful needs. Wasting no more precious seconds, Britney pulled his boxers down to allow his cock to flop freely. Semi-hard already, she gripped it with her right hand and felt his rod jump to life. Giggling at that feeling, Britney began to stroke him back and forth. Her big brown eyes remained locked on his as her fingers twisted around his dick. Angelo moaned softly as he pointed with his right hand.

"Take off my shoes so you can get my pants off."

She smirked, still stroking his cock with her right hand. No matter what, Britney had no intention of letting go of that cock now.

"Give me a minute. I wanna see how big I can make your dick."

Her southern accent was strong in her words. Britney licked her lips as she broke eye contact to gaze forward at the purple helmet of his shaft. Her hand pumped at a slow pace, stroking every inch. Angelo stood there, taking deep breaths as he watched her hand move back and forth. Britney finally stopped after another minute and untwisted her fingers from around his thick pole.

"Look how big it is now!"

"Big and rock hard, huh?"

Giggling at his words, she smiled up at him before he spoke again.

"Am I bigger than Justin?"

"You keep mentioning him, but he's not here. It's not like I'd spend my time on my knees for him."

"Is that your way of saying you've never sucked cock before?"

Britney ignored his question as she pushed his pants and boxers further down. She grabbed his left shoe first, unlacing the strings to make it easier to pull off. After tossing it behind her, she began to pull his right foot free of his other shoe when Angelo spoke again.

"Is it true you're still a virgin?"

Her eyes shifted back up at his face, but Britney ignored his words again. She planned to answer that question with actions instead of words. After his other shoe was pulled off, Britney dropped it to the floor. Angelo rustled his ankles, pulling his feet out from the pants and boxers that were now a pile of discarded clothes. He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it over his head to reveal his skinny, pale chest. Britney grabbed his cock and slid her hand down to the base. She gazed back up at his face while parting her lips and lapped her tongue across the head of his pole. There was no need to make an announcement to him for what she was about to do. Her eyes remained locked on his as she licked the head again. Once Britney was ready, she enveloped her lips around the head and slid his dick into her mouth. 'Mmmmm', a muffled moan from her mouth sent vibrations into him as she pressed her tongue against his shaft.

"Ohhhhh, fuck. You're so fucking beautiful."

Angelo muttered soft moans before taking a deep breath. He stood there, allowing the pop princess to suck his cock however she desired. For him to feel lucky meeting her in the club earlier, Britney had bigger plans. She would make him feel as if he were sitting on top of the world when she was done sucking his cock. Bobbing her head up and down the first few inches, she closed her eyes to focus. A burning sensation inside her pants nearly overwhelmed her. Britney had to resist the urge to unbutton her own jeans and slide her hand down to her pussy. She pressed her left hand against his leg to fight that urge as she continued to suck his thick shaft.

"Keep sucking it, Britney."

Opening her eyes, she gazed up at his face. Britney sucked slowly, pushing her lips down until they touched her right hand index finger. She kept her fingers twisted around the base of his cock, only undoing her last two fingers to give herself more room for sucking. Her left hand caressed his skin, roaming up until he placed his own hand over hers. She closed her eyes again while pushing his cock further down her throat. Britney was unsure if she could take his entire length, so she did not try. The last thing she wanted to do was slow herself down now that she was devouring that dick with her mouth. Opening her eyes again, she looked up at his face as she finally pulled her last fingers away from the base.

"Fuck..."

He muttered soft moans as she continued to suck. Britney slowed down, ready to pull his shaft from her lips. She went slow, squeezing her lips against the head until releasing it with a loud pop.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah..."

She licked the head before speaking again.

"Do you really think a virgin could suck your dick like this?"

Britney winked before shoving his cock back into her mouth. She squeezed her lips around it, bobbing her head up and down again. Angelo was left speechless as Britney pushed his cock further down her throat. She lowered her hands from his legs and used both of them to squeeze his balls. That made him groan until she extracted his shaft from her mouth again. A string of saliva dangled from her lower lip back to his shiny, slobber-coated shaft.

"Spit on it."

She grabbed his cock with her right hand, breaking the drool string. Britney held it forward before she spit a thick wad of saliva across his length. She began to wank him. Her hand glided across his wet shaft as Britney suddenly realized that was the reason he wanted her to spit.

"Like that?"

He nodded quietly to her question. Britney exhaled a deep breath before gritting her teeth. Angelo saw that look on her face. She was reveling in this sensual hunger for him. Licking her lips, Britney lowered her head and felt the urge to suck his balls. She began by flicking her tongue across his hairy sack, then using her free hand to help herself. Her right hand fingers were still twisted tightly around his cock as she pushed one of his nuts between her lips and began to loudly slobber on them. This caught Angelo by surprise, causing him to grunt again. He spread his legs further, only to make it easier for Britney to have more room to move her head. She continued to jerk his cock, pumping her hand up and down as she made her best effort to push both of his balls into her mouth. He gritted his teeth, growling soft moans as the most famous pop singer in the world was jacking him off while sucking his nuts.

"That feels so good. I can't wait to fuck you. I've always dreamed of doing this."

His cock was stretched across her forehead. Her cheeks were inflated and puffy thanks to having his entire nut sack stuffed between her lips. Britney was amazed she managed to achieve such a feat. She pulled his balls out of her mouth to give them one final lick before trailing the tip of her tongue from the underside of his cock up to the head.

"You want to fuck me, baby?"

Her singing voice had come along as Britney was playing her role as a seductive songstress. She began to slowly rise from the floor while grabbing the bottom ends of her crop top. Angelo watched as she pulled it over her head. Her breasts jiggled, bouncing around as he could finally see her hardened nipples.

"Wow, you went to the club with no bra on?"

"No need for one!"

She slung the top to the floor and slid her hands across her muscular toned stomach. Britney licked her lips before finally kicking her heels off. She unbuttoned the front of her jeans and slid the zipper down with a funny noise. Angelo took a step forward as he watched her push the jeans down and reveal a white pair of panties underneath.

"What a night for me. I get to meet Britney Spears back at a club. Then I get a nice blowjob, and now I get to watch her strip for me."

Stepping out of her jeans, Britney smiled at him.

"And you're about to be fucking me! Oh, yeah, I'd say you're having a pretty good night!"

He laughed at her remark before watching Britney bite her lower lip. Playing up the tease act seemed natural for her. She waited until his eyes focused on her panties, no doubt studying the wet mound visible in front. Pulling at the front of her panties, Britney teased him by pulling the panties up before suddenly dropping them. Angelo's eyes widened at the sight of her fresh pussy. She shaved after a shower earlier in the day, leaving not a single strand of hair above her pink folds.

"Like what you see?"

"Oh yeah. I always imagined what that pussy looked like. It's better than I expected, that's for sure."

Giggling at him, Britney bit her lower lip. She turned around to reveal her ass to him and stepped out of the panties. Rolling her hips, she shook her ass. Angelo stepped behind her and playfully spanked her, causing Britney to moan.

"Ohhhhh! Do that again!"

Spank! His right hand smacked her booty once more. Angel wrapped his left arm around her chest, pulling her in. This was the same position they danced in back in the club. This time he was not afraid to touch her body while Britney felt his cock between her thighs. She closed her eyes when feeling both hands move to her breasts. Angelo squeezed her tits as he lowered his face to the left side of her neck, blowing his breath down the side.

"So how do you wanna fuck me?"

His hands were still squeezing her boobs when she spoke. Angelo raised his head, slipping his warm fingers away from her body.

"Get on the bed, Britney."

That was a direct order in a stern tone. Britney moaned as she bent over and planted her palms down into the pink bed sheets. She climbed up, sinking her hands and knees into the bed to crawl towards the stack of pillows hiding the headboard. Angelo climbed onto the bed, rocking the metal frame as he moved behind Britney. She flicked her golden hair to glance behind her right shoulder and tease him.

"Is this how you want me? You wanna fuck me from behind?"

"Yeah!"

Puckering her lips together, Britney moaned. She did her best to tease him before pushing her ass backwards to rub against him. Angelo gripped his cock with his right hand, wasting no time rubbing it between her thighs as he found her wet pussy. She closed her eyes upon feeling his cock slip inside. Her fingers rustled across the pink bed sheets, gripping them as more of his cock entered her.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah. Mmmmmmmmm, yes..."

Her singing voice had come out again, almost startling him as he made that first slow thrust inside her. It was a relief to feel his hard cock throbbing inside her. Britney wanted more and was ready to beg if she needed to.