The Road To Egot Season 02 Pt 16

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"Focus Duncan!" Gary told me for what felt like the thousandth time. "Keep both eyes open, and don't fight the recoil." I tried to follow the directions he was giving me. It was no use. I pulled the trigger, feeling the heavy pistol power through my hands. I rolled my head in annoyance as I missed my target once again.

"Damn It. Gary this is useless." I said in frustration.

"At Least you didn't hit yourself in the face with the gun this time."

"Hey that only happened once." We shared a long look. "Okay twice." He nodded and laughed before taking the gun from me and reloading it. "Do we really have to do this?"

"Duncan, you're going to meet members of the Russian mafia. If it were up to me you wouldn't go at all. If you're going to go, I need to make sure you can handle yourself. To some degree." He said handing the newly loaded handgun back to me.

"I know. Just can't seem to get the hang of this."

"You can do this. I won't set up the meet with my C.I until I know you can shoot."

"Alright." I told him before taking aim again. I tried to remember all of the tips Gary had been giving me since we started these lessons. I used both of my hands to get a better grip on the weapon. I pressed the trigger, making sure to hold my stance. I watched as the bullet hit the target. Quickly followed by two others. I emptied the clip into the fake target, trying to keep my aim focused. When the gun was empty, Gary brought the target back towards us.

"Not bad. Much better. You're shooting pattern is all over the place, but you're hitting the target. I think that's enough for today." He said patting me on the back before once again taking the gun away.

"Thanks Gary. I really appreciate this." I told him as I took off the goggles and took a swig from a bottle of water.

"You're welcome. Just keep practicing."

"How are you doing on the money trace?" I asked him as we walked out of the gun range and towards our cars.

"I found quite a bit of his hidden funds. Those documents you brought in were a huge help. I knew that guy was an asshole. Didn't think he'd be crazy enough to steal from the Russians as well."

"Hopefully, once they know what he's been doing. They'll cut him loose and we won't have to worry about them anymore. Did you check out more of those names?" With all of the documents about Stamps financial indiscretions, we also found a list of names. It was populated by a few celebrities. Some in music, some in film, but with no direct connection except one.

"As we suspected they are all either clients of Stamps or they use to be. You called up a few of them already right?." Gary asked.

"Yeah, i have a couple of meetings set up for tomorrow. I'll let you know where we are then."

"You got it. See you tomorrow."

"Oh and Gary. Thank you for doing all this. I know you had your reservations. But this means a lot." I told him through the window.

"Stamp is a bad guy. It'll be much safer if we can get the Russians out of the equation."

"We will." I said before walking back to my BMW parked a little farther.

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Early the next morning, I arrived at the sizeable mansion outside L.A. I parked my car by the gate and stared in awe and disbelief at the sight before me. I had seen pictures online but seeing this immense property with my own eyes was something else. I pulled up my car to the main gate and pressed the intercom button.

"Hello?"" Said a sweet voice through the speaker.

"Hello, Miss Spears. It's Duncan Bryant. We spoke on the phone." I answered, unable to hide my nerves.

"Oh yes of course. Right on time." With that the gate opened and I was able to drive my car through. I drove up to the main entrance, trying my best to keep myself from dropping my jaw at the beautiful residence. I parked my car, and out came someone even more beautiful than the mansion. Britney Spears walked towards my car in a simple blue dress that hung on her wonderful body. I gulped as I opened my door and joined her.

"Hello Miss Spears. How are you?" I asked shaking her hand. Her megaton smile made it's appearance.

"I'm fine thanks. I'm sorry for having to make you come over so early. I am flying back to Vegas this afternoon." I saw her eyeing me and for a fleeting second thought that the pop princess was checking me out.

"Oh no trouble at all. I'm glad you agreed to see me." I told her as we entered her wonderful home. "I really love your house. It's incredible." I told her as she led me into the living room. I couldn't help but marvel at her great legs.

"Thank you. We just moved in a few weeks ago. The boys love it here." She said as she sat on the couch in the living room.

"I would imagine. I would have loved growing up in a place like this." I replied sitting down in a chair across from her.

"Congratulations on your Emmy. I'm a big fan of yours." She told me.

"Oh thank you very much. That means quite a bit. I'm a big fan of yours as well."

"Really? You don't seem to be the type of guy who listens to my music." She questioned.

"Oh since I was a kid. I know most of your songs by heart to this day. I obviously don't sing them as well. But I feel i hold my own in the shower." I joked. She laughed tossing her hair back.

"That's a show i'd like to catch." She said flirtatiously. Compounding the look that she had given me outside.

"Well let me know the next time you're in town. We will work something out." We both laughed. "How are you enjoying performing in Vegas?" I continued.

"I love it. It's so great being back on stage. I just miss my boys while I'm away."

"I can imagine. They seem like good kids."

"Yeah they are. It's just hard for them sometimes. You know they hear all of the things people say about me. Kids make fun of them. Especially about some of the things I did during my crazy phase."

"And soon they'll be teased about having the hottest mother on the block."

"Thanks. That's sweet of you. I don't get nearly as many compliments as I used to."

"That's crazy. You're gorgeous." I said honestly. She smiled and I could have sworn that she had blushed a little.

"Thank you. It's nice to hear that." She told me looking away.

"You must hear it all the time."

"Yeah, but with people you never know if they actually mean it." She looked at me again. "With you I can tell it's genuine."

"Must be hard. Never knowing if people are being real, or just pretending in order to get something." I continued.

"It is. It can get very lonely at times. Never knowing who to trust. Expecting everyone to stab you in the back. Even people you thought you knew, and trusted. They change too."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. It's just this damn business. It changes everyone."

"I haven't been here very long. But i've seen the effects it can have. It shouldn't have to be this way." She smiled sweetly at me, clearly relieved to see me agreeing with her.

"Would you like some coffee?" She offered standing up.

"I would love some." I told her as I watched her walk towards the kitchen. I couldn't help but look at her ass, and how well it was defined within the confines of her dress. She looked back and totally caught me staring. She returned with a smirk on her face, holding two cups of coffee. She handed me mine as she sat down next to me.

"I saw that you know."

"Saw what?" I asked acting innocently and drinking the delicious coffee.

"You were checking me out."

"Of course I was. I've had a crush on you since I was a kid. I was nervous as hell pulling into the driveway." I told her. It was my turn to blush.

"That's sweet. I'm glad I still have that effect. You kind of have it on me too." I couldn't help but smile. "Why did you want to see me Duncan?"

"Ms Spears."

"You can call me Britney." She said cutting me off.

"Okay. Britney." I began again. "I'm actually here to talk about your representation." The moment the word came out of my mouth, there was a quick change in her demeanor.

"You're not an agent? Why do you want to talk about that?" She asked clearly puzzled.

"I'm not. I wanted to talk about your old manager. Derek Stamp." The moment she heard the name, I could sense the change in her immediately. She balled up her fists, and bit her lower lip. Almost as though she was trying to hold back a scream.

"What about him?"

"I learned that things ended badly between the two of you."

"Badly? That piece of shit nearly ruined my life." She said with more vitriol that I had expected from the pop princess.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Stamp was my manager. He "discovered" me when I was young. All was fine for awhile. My records were selling, I was doing what I loved and I had found someone who loved me."

"Justin." I said. Watching her as she nodded. Tears began to fill her eyes as she looked away from me.

"Yes. Justin. We loved each other. Ever since we were kids. We were finally together and so happy. Until Derek signed Justin. He felt that Justin had more talent, and could eventually end up becoming a much bigger star than me." I listened without saying a word. I could see the toll that remembering all of this was causing. "He hung me out to dry. He started horrible rumors about me cheating on Justin. And he believed them. Along with the entire world. Justin skyrocketed and I was such a mess from losing him, I made stupid decision after stupid decision."

"I'm sorry. I never meant to make you relive all of that." I finally said.

"You...You... believe me?" She asked. In that moment she looked like the fragile little girl that had broken through almost 20 years ago.

"Of course I do. I've met others. Other people that he's hurt and sacrificed in order to get what he wanted."

"No one has ever believed me. They just thought I was lying. Because I had messed up and let go of Justin. But I didn't. I would never. I loved Justin. I...I... Still do."

"I'm so sorry Britney." I said finally moving by her side and trying to comfort her. She wrapped her arms around me and held me so tightly I was worried she would stop my blood flow.

"Why? Why did you come here to bring this up?" She pleaded.

"I'm trying to bring him down. Make him pay for all of the things he's done. When I found out about your falling out, I was hoping you would have some information to help me."

"Oh. It's about time someone did. He's an awful man." She said resting her head against my chest. I couldn't help but take in the smell of her hair. "He took away my chance at being with the man I loved. I'll never forgive him. Why do you want to bring him down so bad?" She asked me, looking at me with her soft eyes.

"I just think it's time for things to change. And as long as he's around, that can't happen."

"You're trying to do good? That's... well that's refreshing." She said smiling a little.

"Well i'm glad I have at least that going." I threw back laughing.

"Amongst other things." She flirted with me once again.

"Really like what?" I asked totally getting into it.

"Well you're an awesome writer for one. Your show is spectacular."

With that we began a long conversation about both of our careers. She asked a lot of questions about the show, and I asked her about her shows in Vegas.

Our eyes met, and I couldn't help but feel the flutter in my stomach. I watched her as she closed her eyes and leaned into me. I smiled to myself before doing the same. Our lips came together and I felt the electricity right away.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her deeply into the kiss. We both moaned as our tongues met. I couldn't help but both be marveled and excited at the technique of Britney's kisses. Her mouth and lips were so soft and she knew just how to use them to elicit so much pleasure. I took my time kissing her. Enjoying the feel and taste of her tongue against mine. I pushed Britney down onto her back and laid atop of her. She wrapped her legs around my waist. We never once broke away from the kisses. They were just too good. She was just so good.

She pushed me off of her. Trying hard to catch her breath. She stood from the couch and reached her hand out to me. She smiled as I grabbed her hand and allowed her to lead me upstairs to her bedroom. We quickly found our way to her bed. I was again on top of her, our tongues continuing to get better acquainted. I couldn't believe it! I was making out with Britney Spears. I felt my hard on gaining strength, almost as though it had just taken an energy drink. Britney spun us around, until she was laying atop of me. Her tongue doing marvelous things to me, as her hips began to grind against my hard cock. I moved my hands and grabbed her ass. She groaned into my mouth in pleasure and surprise. I lifted up her dress and touched the bare flesh of her asscheeks. They were warm and full. Her skin was so soft that I felt I was touching clouds.

Britney pulled away from me, pulling her dress over her head. I stared lustfully at the perfect tits that were mere inches from my face. She was wearing a blue thong that matched the color of her dress. The wet spot on the front was unmistakable. She quickly kicked them off, and Britney Spears was naked in front of me. A sight that I had imagined many times. I felt that I could cum just from the sight of her.

The former pop princess quickly jumped atop my body and began removing my clothes. I helped as best as I could, far too distracted with the view of her body in front of me. She pulled my pants down with an enthusiasm that took me by surprise. I couldn't deny that I loved every moment of it. My boxers quickly followed. Britney just kneeled at the edge of the bed, staring at my hard cock. I felt my heart pounding in my chest, waiting with bated breath for her to make the next move. It didn't take very long before she wrapped her warm and soft hand around my shaft and began pumping me. I groaned as I watched her. A smile had come across her face. She enjoyed being able to drive me so crazy with so much ease.

"You have a great dick." She barely whispered with her mouth inches from my cockhead. "I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks." These were the last words that made any sense before she engulfed my dick with her lips. I groaned in excitement as she moaned deeply with my cock in her mouth. As though it was the greatest thing she had ever tasted. Britney's tongue was moving all over my cock and I could do nothing but take it. She fiercely bobbed her head up and down the length of my cock, as her tongue swirled all around my cock head and shaft. She held my cock, and used her tongue to push against the hole within the head. I rolled my head back, at the mercy of the talented singer. Whose mouth could do more than just sing.

Britney dropped her head and began licking and sucking on my balls. She was switching between them. At one point she had both of them in her mouth at the same time. All the while her hand was busy continuing to do it's best to pump the cum from me. All of these intense sensations all stopped at the same time as Britney stood away from my cock. She began kissing me again as she removed my shirt. We were both finally naked.

The blonde pushed me down on my back and aimed her pretty pussy right above my face. I moaned before she slowly lowered herself onto my tongue. The moment I had my first taste of her juices, I was hooked. It was my turn to groan with pleasure as I pleasured her with my mouth. I drove my tongue as deeply into her cunt as I could

"OH GOD!" She screamed as her juices continued to fall into my mouth. "That's so damn good." I opened my eyes and through her thighs, I was able to see the beautiful MILF. Her eyes were closed, her mouth opened in a silent moan as I sucked her cunt. I raised my hands up and began playing with her sexy tits. I palmed her wonderful chest while playing with her hard nipples. "Mhmmm" she moaned as she grinded her hips harder against my mouth. This caused me to speed up my tongue in and out of her. I then decided to wrap my lips around her clit.

"AHHHH!! FUCK!!" She screamed as she felt me add pressure to her sensitive clit. I sucked it into my mouth as the tip of my tongue spun around it. "Oh shit! shit! I'm cumming!" She screamed as I felt her entire body detonate in orgasm. I was surprise as her juices squirted out of her cunt, practically soaking me. I was amazed at the amount of cum her cunt was producing, and it just would not stop. Britney finally collapsed next to me on the bed. Moments before I was sure I would drown from her juices.

"I'm sorry. I should have warned you." She said. "That happens sometimes."

"It's fine." I told her kissing her forcing her to taste herself. "I actually love the way you taste. That was just what I needed." I told her before kissing her once more. I lay atop of her, fitting myself in between her legs. Our lips met once more as my dick was preparing to pierce her. I nudged my cock harder against her opening, pleased to see me pushing in with such ease. The warmth of her pussy quickly engulfed me.

"Oh fuck!" I groaned against Britney's mouth.

"Fuck me!" Britney pleaded against mine. I wrapped my arms around her tight body and began to slowly drive my cock deeper and deeper into her. Her arms and legs wrapped themselves around my body and we quickly found a rhythm. Once again I had to take a moment to realize the absurdity of it all. Here I was fucking Britney Spears. I looked at her beautiful face which just seemed even more beautiful within the throes of passion. I loved the way she bit her lip whenever I would push into her. She looked sexy as hell.

I kneeled on the bed, and hooked both of her legs around my arms. In this position, I was able to drive my dick harder and faster into the blonde bombshell. I watched with lustful eyes as her perfect breast continued to jiggle as I fucked her mercilessly. I eventually had to close my eyes shut as the pleasure overcame my sense. I pushed Britney's legs closer to her head, almost bending her in half. Her incredibly flexible dancer's body made it so that it was no trouble whatsoever. I continued drilling her causing both of us immense pleasure.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" She screamed out loud as I felt her pussy tighten around my cock as she came hard once again. Her juices squirting out once more. I quickly pulled myself out of her and dropped my head to lick and suck on her cunt. "Mhmmm, you really do love the way i taste." Britney groaned as she felt my tongue make it's way through her cunt. I simply nodded and moaned as i continued to suck up all of the juices that I could.

When I was satisfied, I spun her around so that her ass was pointing in my direction. I quickly returned my cock inside of her, both of us groaning. I grabbed her hips and fucked her hard. My dick making its way easily in and out of her soaking wet pussy. Britney dropped her head onto the bed lifting her ass to give me even better access to her depths. I could feel the heat radiating off of her skin as her tight pussy continued to push me closer and closer towards an impending orgasm.

"Britney, shit! I'm so close!" I let her know.

"Me too! Keep fucking me! Cum in my pussy! Keep fucking me! AHHHH!" She screamed as my dick continued to bury itself deeper into her. I pounded her pussy with all I was worth. Determined to make her cum once more. I watched her perfect form move gracefully and powerfully as she would rock her body back onto my pounding cock.

"Shit! Britney!" I groaned as I did my best to hold back my impending orgasm. I watched as she moved her hand beneath her and began playing with her clit. It was just what she needed and it set her off. I marveled for a brief second at her body while she came. Every part of her tightened and once again a huge flow of cum exited the blonde beauty. Finally so relieved to see her letting go, I quickly followed suit. I grabbed a firm hold of her hips as I felt the cum explode out of my cock and fill her gushing pussy. "Oh GOD!" I groaned as i emptied my balls into the pop princess.