Dirty Girls

Title: Dirty Girls [2/?] [Surprises and Unexpected Guests]

Author: Analyssa
Pairing: Britney/Christina

Rating: NC-17

Another note: Alright, so I've decided to add a chapter two and now that I think about it, I'm going to add more chapters. This will be a Christina wants to do Britney everywhere fic. It's basically going to be PWP with the possibility of a Britney/Christina relationship. So enjoy them when they come... heh.

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San Francisco. 9:30 p.m. Hilton.

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Britney flopped onto her hotel bed, relishing in softness of the down comforter that she had just purchased from Bloomingdales for her next tour. Nothing like hotel sheets to make sleeping a pain.

"One thousand dollars of fluffy goodness." She laughed to herself as she pulled up the bed cover.

She grabbed the bowl of popcorn and a few cokes from the foot of the bed and sighed happily, knowing that no one would bother her the entire night. Her dancers had pleaded with her earlier to go clubbing and pick up some boys to spend some time with but she brushed them off with excuses about being tired.

Britney picked up the remote from the night stand and flipped on the TV, she knew Christina would be performing at the Grammys and wanted to check out her performance. Britney had been a little jealous that Christina got an invite and she didn't but that's life and she was proud of her... She sat back against the headboard and wondered what they were.

Christina wasn't a girlfriend or a love and she didn't feel gay... but there was something about Chrissy that she was attracted to. She didn't wanna think about it, it would get too complicated, too quickly.

She shoved a handful of popcorn into her mouth and went to reach for a bottle of coke but her eyes were attracted to the blue fog that surrounded someone on the stage. She stopped when she saw the outline of a petite girl in the middle of a raised part of the stage.

As the first notes of 'Beautiful' flowed through the room, Britney smiled and popped a kernel in her mouth. She watched as Christina sang her heart out dressed in the outfit she helped pick out. Christina rolled her eyes as Brit picked out a jacket and pants in the boutique instead of something that showed much more skin but she didn't care, no one would see her girl jiggling around onstage for such a lovely song.

When the song ended, Britney clapped a few times, feeling just a bit silly doing it alone in her room but she went ahead anyway, stopping whenever the show went to commercials. She pushed herself off the bed and placed an empty bottle oke oke onto the service cart and grabbed another packet of popcorn from the basket, she hurried into the kitchen area and threw the popcorn into the microwave.

She happily walked to her bathroom and over to the large marble vanity and pulled out some dental floss from her toiletries bag. Britney hummed as she flossed but stopped suddenly as she heard Christina's name being called.

Brit flew in her room in just enough time to to see Christina winning her Grammy.

"Yay!" She happily cried and sat on the bed and then noticed her dress.

The neckline plunged past her belly button and showed off her breasts in a delicious way. She licked her lips as Chris played with the front of her outfit and joked about a Janet Jackson mishap. Better happen only in my room, damn it.

She felt that tingle between her legs but pushed it aside. They wouldn't be seeing each other anytime soon, Britney was on tour and Christina was hitting the pavement, promoting her next single. She groaned as her eyes traveled over the curves of Chris' breasts.

She fell to the floor and reached for the tv but stopped as knocking on her suite door startled her. Britney tore her eyes away from screen and groaned as the knocking grew louder. She knew she had to go into prima donna mode to get them to go away, no matter who it be. Hotel staff, friends, even fans. It worked every time.

"Goddamn it, I said I didn't want to be fucking disturbed!" She cursed, but the knocking continued.

She angrily grabbed the knob and twisted it open.

"Motherfucker I said..."

She stopped whenever no one stood before her.

"Huh?" She popped her head out scanned the softly lit lobby of the thirty fourth floor. She stepped out into the lobby and called out.

"Hello?"

She shivered when no one answered her back. This was getting way too creepy scary movie for her taste, so she turned around and headed back into her suite, making sure the door was locked shut behind her.

Britney headed back into thechenchen area and pulled her bag of now popped popcorn from the microwave. As she opened the bag she savored the smell of her snack. She slammed the door shut and slammed into someone her size.

"Ahhh!" She cried as she and her popcorn fell to the floor and went flying from her hands and spilling all over the tile floor.

And then she heard it.

That distinct chuckle that could only come from one mouth.

Christina.

"Shit, blondie. You looked so scared."

She laughed as she picked a piece of popcorn from Britney's hair and threw her head back and tried to catch the piece of popcorn she flung into the air. Britney scowled and pushed herself up from the floor.

"That was really fucking mean, Chris."

Christina noticed the tremble in her voice and the slight pout. She rolled her eyes and pulled Britney closer. Trying to smooth things over as quick as possible. She knew how long Britney could hold a grudge and she didn't need that now.

"I'm sorry, baby. I'm a bad, rude girl and I should be punished." The smell of Britney's coconut shampoo drives her crazy.

"You smell so good, you know. All precious and sweet."

She gently kissed Britney's neck but stopped as Brit sighed. She closed her eyes and spoke quietly.

"I took a flight right over, missed all the fabulous parties people were ready to throw for us and you sigh and don't respond. Oh, hell no. We're going to fuck tonight, baby. I'm gonna celebrate cause I've got Britney Spears in one hand..." She clamped her hand onto Britney's butt cheek "....and a Grammy in the other!"

Britney rolled her eyes and pulled away from Christina, she turned and walked into her bedroom with Christina not far behind.

"You talk like a damn sailor, Chrissy. You need to wash your mouth out."

Christina leered at Britney. "I know what I want to wash my mouth out with." She winked at her and Britney giggled. "See, Brit. I'm not so bad. You love it."

She moved towards Brit and kissed her slowly, teasing her mouth with her tongue, Britney moaned into Chris' mouth and slipped her index fingers into the belt loops of her jeans.

Britney's tongue found Christina's stud in her tongue and she groaned as Britney kissed her back, harder than ever before.

Their lips melded together and they hungrily kissed each other. For a week they hadn't touchedckedcked, licked, sucked. And now they weren't going to waste time. Christina broke free from her lovers mouth and gasped for air.

"Fuuuuck, I could get used to that." Christina laughed.

She moved to Britney's neck and gently kissed her, she shivered as Christina's tongue trailed along her collarbone. God, she had to admit to herself that she really missed her tongue.

She grabbed Christina by her hair and brought her back up to her lips, she kissed her, collecting her air and keeping it for herself. She nibbled on Chrissy's lips before she pulled herself away. Her fingers found the hem of her tank and she pulled off her top. She smiled at the look at that Christina gave her.

"You pierced them...?" Christina whistled slowly and she moved in to to give them a hard look.

"Be gentle. I got them right after you left. They're still a little sore." Christina looked up at the innocence that was Britney. The world thought they had her all figured out, a slut, a whore. No, she wasn't that. She was a princess untouched by the unpure world. She was clay ready to mold and shape and from the new jewelry that Britney sported, she could see that she was already shaping her into something.

She just didn't know what.

But fuck that.

She could think about that later, the time for fun was now.

"I'll be as gentle as cotton on your pretty little ass."

Christina gently kissed her left breast while her hand cupped the right breast, letting the weight of it feel comfortable again in the palm of her hand.

She kissed downwards toward the nipple but avoided the area, kissing around it, stroking it with broad licks of her tongue. Britney's hands threaded into Christina's hair as she continued to work on her breasts.

Christina let her thumb gently brush against her nipple on the breast she was cupping. Britney gasped loudly and threw her head back.

"Oh my god, Christina!" She cried.

"Like that, huh? Little minx."

Her tongue swirled around her nipple and finally captured it between her lips. Britney's legs buckled but Christina held her steady and lead her over to the bed. She laid her down and quickly straddled her. Her fingers teased her nipples, gently tweaking them.

Britney's fists clutched at handfuls of the comforter. Her groans grew louder as Chris traveled down her stomach, peppering her torso with kisses. She slipped her hands into Britney's cotton pajama bottoms and pulled them down slowly, letting them bunch at her ankles. She looked back up and smiled at the panty-less Britney.

"You're a little whore. No panties, Britney. Tsk." She wagged her finger at the girl.

"Shut up. Who's the whore around here, Miss-I've-Got-A-Dress-That-Shows-Off-My-Tits-Like-A-Sunset-Boulevard-Hooker?"

Christina tilted her head to thee ane and smiled.

"Okay, you've got a point but still..." She grinned.

She worked her way up the blonde's legs, giving open mouth kisses to her calves and then to the tops of her thighs. Britney pushed her bottoms off completely and spread her legs slowly, giving Christina a view of her trimmed pussy.

"Like it?" Britney cooed.

Ctinatina nodded and moved in, she tickled Britney's inner thighs and she laughed as Brit scowled.

"This isn't tickle time, this is going down on me and making me cum time."

"Yes, ma'am." Christina saluted and pried Britney's legs open even further, she kissed her thighs again, teasing her with every kiss, inching up slowly to her final destination. She inhaled the scent of Brit and groaned. She dove in, her tongue dove in and lapped at Britney. She cried out and wrapped her legs around her head.

"Oh fuck that's it." She gritted her teeth as Christina teased her clit with her hot breath. "Unh, you've got this down, babe."

Christina's tongue flicked over her clit causing Britney to arch her back and cry out in pleasure.

"Oh, god. Stop fucking playing and suck my clit!" She cried, her hands trying to find Christina's head to push her into her crotch.

"Britney!?" A female's loud voice came from the living room area of the suite. "Are you here?"

"Oh fuck, Chris! Stop! That's my mom!"

Britney pushed Christina out of the way and grabbed her pajama bottoms from the carpet, she rushed over to the double doors and slammed them shut.

"Britney?" She placed her ear to the door and clutched her cotton pants in her hands. Oh god, what the hell am I going to do?

"Y-yeah, mom. I'm here!"

"Oh, hey. I got some ideas for costumes..."

Britney gulped as her mom's voice got closer. Her head turned towards an obviously bored Christina sitting on her bed, her legs crossed.

"You've got to hide." She hissed.

"Fuck no. is is *your* room. Act like an adult and tell her to get the hell out." She whispered back.

"Please." Britney pleaded but Christina shook her head and gave the blonde a sweet, innocent smile.

"Damn you!" She cried.

"What, baby?" Her mom called out.

"Mom, I'm not feeling too well, um, maybe you can come back tomorrow or whatever..."

"Do you have a fever, baby?"

"Oh yeah, she's hot." Christina snorted.

"Shut up!" She spat.

"Britney Spe Spears! What did you say to me?" Souldould hear that her mother was right next to the door, she grabbed both door handles and prayed that she wouldn't decide to burst in.

"Mom, I'm on the phone. Please, I'm begging you... gooo..." She gasped as she felt a finger slip into her vagina.

The finger moved in and out slowly and was quickly joined by another. Christina grew tired of the garbage that was going on between the Spears women so she decided to take matters into her own hands... or well, fingers.

"Get her out of here in two minutes and I'll let you cum." Christina whispered and gently kissed the small of her back, her tongue lingering on the fairy tattoo.

"Mom, I am *begging* you. Please, go." Britney banged her head against the door as Chris began to pump faster with her fingers.

"Britney, are you sure?"

"Yes! Please! Go!" She cried.

"Britney, I don't like this tone that you're taking with m Her Her raised her voice slightly, trying to remain a bit calm.

"Damn it. I'm trying to be nice but I wanna be left alone for just one god damn night!" She could feel the pressure building up inside as Christina's other hand began to work on her clit.

"Ooh, I like a woman in charge of her mother." Christina laughed as she inserted another finger into her pussy.

"Alright then..." Britney's mother swallowed her anger down "...but if you need me..."

"I know where to call, okay! Love you!"

"Love you too, baby." Christina pumped faster as they heard the echo of the suite door slam shut. Both sets of fingers moved faster as Britney cried out.

"Fuck..." Her hands clutched the door knobs as tightly as she could, she trembled as her building orgasm sprung forth.

"Chrissy!" She screamed.

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Lynn Spears stopped as she heard the muffled noiShe She shook her head and entered the elevator, she knew that Britney was an adult but that didn't mean she didn't have to like it. The elevator doors slammed shut as another muffled noise filled the lobby.