Some people dream their whole lives and never achieve what it is that they're really after. Some people want the perfect life and it just isn't possible. Except for me. You see I put the two together and dreamed of the perfect life and here I am, living proof that it is possible. My name is Kurt William. You might know my other brother Kurt who told you about his petty escapades with the WWF Divas. Now I'm a man, and so I can respect a man that did what he did, but you see, at the beginning he was just a desperate little man with even littler hopes of getting into diva's pants. It just so happened it worked out that way. The question you ask yourself now is, how am I so much better then me then. Well you see it's quite simple. I'm Security. Not as in Security as in protection from freaks out in the public, I'm security for pop princesses when their loneliness is just too much to bear and they need a man. I've been with them all. Well, all that's worth it. I bet you wonder how I can accomplish this. It's quite simple really.
I live near Dallas, Texas. Who else lives around Dallas? One Jessica Simpson does. Jessica and I went to the same school since 7th grade and have been great friends since the day we met. We were prom king and queen. Don't let her fake image fool you. Jessica Simpson is a sex genius. I managed to have sex with her for the 1st time in late 1998, right before her album "Sweet Kisses" came out. We've done it 17 times since then. She's an incredible fuck, but with her boyfriend Nick of 98 Degrees, it got harder and harder to get it going again, but we've managed. Nick is a damned fool. He thinks she is still a virgin. He tells me he's only gotten head from her like 3 times in the period they've been together. That's quite sad. Anyways, as Jessica became more mainstream, and more in with the crowd, so to speak, it came back to me that all the little pop princesses talk about is sex. They need it; it's like their oxygen.
So I come into play because Jessica at all these conversations would throw my name into the pot and let the girls know about our experiences, and apparently I was good to Jessica because she highly recommended me to some of the ladies. My list includes the likes of Britney Spears, Beyonce Knowles, Faith Hill, and my last encounter, Mandy Moore. As my predecessor brother, I will tell you how these experiences came to pass. I think I shall start from the beginningβ¦Miss Britney Spears.
My Pop sexual escapades started in the summer of 2000. I had been out of my sophomore year of college for 2 weeks now, and didn't have to worry about being a junior until early September. I had rented a lake house for the 1st month of the vacation to rest my mind and put myself to ease. It works magnificently. Jessica had an 8-day break and she said she would be at the house for 5 of them. She also said she had a welcome home gift for me. I believe at this point her and me had hit the big 1-0 in number of sexual encounters, so maybe it was just a sexy outfit. Far be it for me to guess it would've been Britney Spears! It was around Tuesday of the 2nd week I had been on the lake and Jessica rolled up in her pickup truck. A purple Ford Ranger, decked out to her likings, but it is one thing I truly admire about her, no matter where she goes and what she does, you'll never get the Texan out of her.
I looked around and didn't see anything out the ordinary, but all of the sudden, a silver Mercedes convertible with the top down came rolling in, in front of Jessica's truck. Brownish-Blonde hair was whipping into the wind, while an incredible looking woman was behind the wheel. I noticed she had the best tan I'd seen in ages and a great rack to go with a body that seemed to work magic for her. The door opened and she stepped out, wearing a sexy purple leather skirt that was very short. Her top was a custom designed halter-top made out of a Shaquille O'Neal jersey. Her midriff was exposed and it was one I wanted to lay kisses on forever. If this was Jessica's present, it was already the best I had received.
The mystery woman came up to us and gave Jessica a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She pulled down her shades and my eyes lit up, the mystery was no more. "Kurt, I'd like you to meet a good friend of mine, Britney Spears." My jaw just dropped. I was in amazement. Britney walked over to me and put my arm around her shoulder and I just went with the flow, Jessica having a big smile on her face. "He's really cute Jessica, you never lied to me once about me!" I could only imagine what that meant as we walked to the house.
It was now Friday night and actually nothing had transpired in the time period. I was in no complaint because since Tuesday, both women, 24/7 have been wearing nothing by bikini's. Jessica's in particular were the sexiest, with a see-through bikini on one day, but her nipples were covered with blue stars and her bush was showing through the letters "Shining Star" on her bottom. Britney just went with thongs every time, one was green, one was plaid and the other was an incredibly sexy pink. Every day, Britney's ass memorized me, swaying back and forth, almost calling for my dick in between the cheeks.