Touch of My Hand

Touch of My Hand

Author: Mistress Venus
Author’s Note: If you want my fic, ask and you shall receive.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Britney’s true meaning of her song “touch of my hand”
A/N: No matter what I do, I can’t listen to the song without picturing this scenario. Maybe I just need to get some, but the song fits my story so well.

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*I can’t believe he left me for that slut, and groping her on TV, too! That’s just too much! She’s ancient compared to Justin. She’s old…and…baggy…* Britney stopped her tirade and started pacing. *Ok, so they’re not going out. And she’s not old and baggy. Janet Jackson’s still really hot, but that is the last straw. I don’t need him. Actually, I don’t need any man to satisfy me. I’m fine on my own.”

Finally out of steam, Britney popped in her new CD. She wanted to listen to her old songs so that she could see which songs she really liked and how that could lead her in the direction of her new CD. After a couple of songs, Britney got tired of listening to herself and turned on the TV to MTV. Too lazy to get up and turn off the CD, she let it keep playing. MTV was a secret indulgence that she very rarely had time for. She loved to watch other people’s music videos to criticize and get inspiration from.

As soon as Christina’s “Dirrty” video came on, Britney’s earlier ire returned full force, only this time, directed at Christina. She muted the TV (so that she didn’t have to listen to Christina’s horrible singing of course. No jealousy at all. Nope, none at all.) and started on her criticism.

*Geez, she’s such a slut. Look at her, getting close to that guy. And she’s filthy!* Completely forgetting that the song was called “Dirrty,” Britney continued to comment on Christina’s lack of cleanliness. *Man, that’s gotta take forever to get clean. Slut! Look how close she is to him. And moving her hands all over her body like that. Umm.*

At that point, Britney’s song “Touch of my hand” came on and she concentrated on her song to not get so caught up in Christina’s wonderfully “Dirrty” bottom shaking at her.

I’m not ashamed of the things that I dream
I find myself flirting with the verge of obscene
Into the unknown, I will be bold
I’m going to places I can be out of control

*What she’s doing is definitely obscene…and out of control.*

And I don’t want to explain tonight
All the things I’ve tried to hide
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I’ll teach myself to fly

*Damn, she does look hot though.* Unintentionally, Britney started to take off her shirt and pants. *Yeah, it’s getting hot in herre.*

I love myself
It’s not a sin
I can’t control what’s happenin’

‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand

*She moves with such grace. And wow, that’s one hot ass. Not a bad pair of boobs either.* Unconsciously, Britney started to run her hands over her chest. She ran her hands over her sensitized nipples, moaning as they hardened and puckered. *Shit, good thing I didn’t wear a bra.*

From the small of my back and the arch of my feet
Lately I’ve been noticin’ the beautiful me
I’m all in my skin and I’m not gonna wait
I’m into myself in the most precious way

Britney’s eyes were still riveted on Christina’s beautiful form as she pinched and rubbed her nipples. *She has so much confidence. I wish I had some of her confidence. Actually, I think I do. From now on, I don’t care about men any longer. They’re really just tall boys anyhow. If no guy cares for me, I’ll care for myself.* Britney’s right hand crept tantalizingly slow downward, pausing to play with her bellybutton ring.

And I don’t want to explain tonight
All the things I’ve tried to hide
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I’ll teach myself to fly

‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand

At that moment, Christina had just given Britney a teasingly erotic sway of her hips, making Britney’s brain over circuit with arousal. Hurriedly taking off the barrier to her hand’s destination, Britney took no time in plunging two fingers in and pumped them in and out.

There’s a world undefined
In my body and mind
I won’t be left behind
I’m already here

‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand

Through glazed eyes and heavy breathing, Britney didn’t notice the end of Christina’s song. As she tried desperately to get release, her overactive mind played out scenes from Christina’s video and adjusted it a little. All she saw in her mind past the haze of arousal and a build up in her body was Christina and her rolling around naked, bringing each other unparalleled pleasure.

With one final thrust, Britney felt herself go over and she erupted from the most powerful orgasm that she had ever had. Panting slightly, Britney laid on her bed to calm her body and listened to the end of her song.

‘Cause I just discovered
Imagination’s taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand

*Damn is this song ever true. Never thought it was in this context, but true never the less. I don’t thI’llI’ll ever need a guy again. I’m doing fine on my own.*

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