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 beginning…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.
Today was Saturday and a kink in the plans had almost ruined the trip. Early in the morning, Jessica received a call from her mom basically ordering her back home to be with "the family that never sees her anymore". Jessica said this would take a day probably to get away, but she'd come back to finish her vacation here. Britney assured her that it'd be quite all right and she'd stay until Jessica was able to return. Jessica left me with a breath-taking kiss and then drove off in her truck, leaving Britney and me together. I didn't know what to expect out of Britney then, but I figured while Jessica was gone, I'd use the day to restock on some drinks and fix up some little things to pass the time. Britney had other plans, as it would turn out.
Later that afternoon I told her I was going down to the local store to stock up on some drinks and such and she told me I could take her Mercedes and give it a whirl. I jumped at the opportunity because the nicest car I had ever driven was a Escalade. I sped that car down the road into the store and got some beer for myself and then plenty of chips, dips, meats and bread and then ran over to the liquor store and got some vodka & Crown Royal. I drove back (the long way) and parked in front of the house. I got all the stuff together and brought it into the kitchen. It was about 4:45 at this time and I noticed that Britney wasn't around anymore. I yelled for her and then went back to putting things up. I heard a bouncing down the stairs and I turned my head to see miss Britney in the most stunning dress I'd ever laid eyes on. It was a spaghetti-strap dress in a Navy Blue color, with slits all the way down the sides of the dress and it stopped above mid-thigh. Her hair lay on her shoulders and her eyes sparkled. Not overly done with her makeup, she just looked amazing. "Hey babe, if you're not busy I'd like to take you over to this club that's just down the road on the edge of the lake." I rushed right past her to hurry and get ready.
After a shower and dressing/grooming I was ready at a little after 5:30. Britney said the club didn't open til 7 so she'd take me to a place to eat 1st. I was nothing compared to her, but I tried my best in a Tommy polo shirt and khakis. Britney drove us to a nice restaurant called Bahama Breeze. We each had a fish dinner that was great and then we drove around the lake once before going to the club. While she was driving, Britney put my left hand on her thigh and I took that as an invite and started to rub up and down her thigh. Britney then started talking more intimately and said we had a connection that she had never felt. It was like I had magnetically pulled her into me. Yeah, I guess I do have that effect on women. Britney pulled the car over in a shaded region and leaned into me and gave me a life-altering kiss while unzipping my pants and taking my hardening cock out to stroke it gently. She broke the kiss and placed my cock back in its place. It was a little uncomfortable back in, but Britney's next words soothed me. "You can give me that later, we'll be late for the club."