Brittany had just finished her morning workout. Her leggings and sport bra was soaked in sweat. She made herself a nice cup of coffee and tired she sat on the sofa. She took off her socks, throwing them recklessly on the parquet floor. Then she stirred her feet a few times to dispel fatigue and finally made herself comfortable in the expensive sofa. Brittany sipped the warm life-giving liquid, leaned her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes.

Her life was a mess. She had turned 39 years of age just a few weeks ago and it seemed to her that her 40th birthday was approaching too rapidly. It has been 10 years since her last song release. Brittany still enjoyed being a popular person but it was no longer due to her talent in music. The scandalous songs she'd created in her youth hadn't made her a celebrity, but her inspiration had dried up long time ago. Of course her popularity had not degraded that much. She was still a well known celebrity and despite not making much money with music right now, she was compensating with participating in a lot of commercials. Despite the fact that she was almost 40, Brittany was still a very beautiful woman. Yes, with the years passing by it had become more difficult to stay fit and now she had to train more, but overall age had touched her just a little.

For most people that would have been enough and some would say she has everything to be happy, but she was actually deeply dissatisfied. With her eyes closed, Brittany's thoughts continued to float around. She wasn't happy with her personal life, if she could even say it existed. She had a couple of boyfriends over the years, but none of her relationships lasted long enough to turn into something meaningful. Here she was now feeling lonely. Her only solace was a full bank account which allowed her to spend a lot of money for stupid things and activities that she used as coping mechanisms. Of course it was temporary. Every time she reverted fast to her depressive state of mind.

Brittany felt how the sweat had turned cold on her skin. She sighed. She knew she could do only one thing to calm her nerves down. Her hand slid down her belly and nuzzled into her leggings. Her skillful fingers quickly found their objective. She started massaging her clit. The tender nerve endings started doing their job. Pleasure started taking over her body, fighting the feeling of cold sweat. The increasing wetness of her pussy made a beautiful stain on her leggings. Her hand continued stimulating her private parts as the stain got bigger. Brittany liked feeling dirty, but she also knew this is not enough.

In that kind of situation she liked calling Rob. He was her bodyguard a few years ago and even though she was paying him well he ultimately had left. For some twisted reason she took this as a betrayal. She was taking good care of him - paying him a lot of money and sucking his dick. Wasn't she beautiful? Was there something else? Anyway, that shook her pretty heavily. She was desperate for validation. She ended up having sex with every next bodyguard she hired. She even lost her anal virginity at the age of 37 to one of them. His name was Matt. He worked for her year and a half. She sucked his dick as early as the second week after he was appointed for her bodyguard. After that he fucked her almost everyday. She liked it. He was different from the others. When he was fucking her he made her feel like trash. She felt really good being treated like pathetic fuckmeat. It resonated well with her internal feeling of despair. That's why she didn't make any protest when one morning he dared to enter her bedroom without knocking. She was still in her pajamas when he told her to undress. Brittany obeyed with no hesitation and he fucked her furiously in the ass before mercilessly shoving his dick in her mouth. Brittany had felt so good at moment, that later she begged him a few times to let her taste the flavor of her own asshole from his dick. Sadly for Brittany, Matt decided to pursue more meaningful existence and left a month ago. Since then she still masturbated sometimes thinking about his delicious dick. She continued rubbing viciously her clit remembering the last time he treated her like the pathetic whore she was by drilling her ass once more.

She needed to experience something as similar as possible. The new guy she hired as a security was 23 years old, strong and tall. She continued rubbing her clit with one hand while she took her phone with the other.

"Hi Jason, it's Brittany. Can you come in the living room. I need help with something." the voice of her new bodyguard asked something to which she continued "No, it's urgent, I can't do it alone"

A minute later Brittany heard steps in the corridor. Jason knocked on the door and entered in the room to see the famous Brittany Juggs his employer masturbating on the sofa. She seemed in heat, her right hand moving rapidly under her leggings. А large dark wet stain had formed between her legs on the thin fabric. Just when he was about to say something his bosses body started shaking in strong orgasm. Loud scream of pleasure filled the room as Brittany started to squirt. The hot liquid gushing from her pussy immediately soaked in the fabric of the leggings as it made its way down to the floor through her thighs, calves and finally her bare feet.

"Miss, are you alright?" he finally managed to ask

"Yes, yes I really need your help." Brittany Juggs stood up and got closer to him.

Jason was so confused and part of him definitely wanted to go back through the door. Other part of his conscious had already made his dick hard. His boss Brittany Juggs was now in front of him and her hand was on his crotch unbuttoning his belt. It was too late. His trousers fell. Having her hand in his slippers, she was now holding his dick with her soaked in her own cunt juice slippery fingers. At this point he couldn't do anything other then watch how she took his member out and knelt down before him. In the very next second her tongue was already working on licking the head of his dick. She made sure to cover it well with her saliva before she started massaging her face with his hard dick. In a matter of seconds her makeup was all smeared.

"Miss, what are you doing?" his voice was concerned but his rock hard dick was showing otherwise.

"It has been two weeks I haven't had dick in my mouth, Jason. I need you to help me" she gobbled up his entire cock at once until the cockhead hit the back of her throat. At this point Jason started to play along. His hands gently grabbed Brittany's head and pressed her further against his dick. Brittany started to choke and pulled away completely. Saliva was dripping from her open mouth. She wiped her chin from the saliva with her hand, licking afterwards her fingers and looked into his eyes.

"Jason, I want you to fuck my face like a stupid fleshlight." she grabbed his dick again and licked its head.

"I am not sure thats appropriate, Miss"

"Of course it's appropriate. Fuck my mouth! Show me what of a dirty whore I am." she said that and started impaling her mouth again on his dick. He couldn't deny his arousal. The remaining of his internal resistance melted away and transformed itself into fierce energy. Now he was fulfilling her wish. He was holding Brittany's head with two hands and was thrusting energetically into her mouth. Miss Juggs slipped her right hand again in her leggings and started rubbing her clit with the same unstoppable energy he was using on her mouth.

It didn't take much time for the ordeal to come to its climax. Little was needed for Jason to shoot his sperm in the mouth of his boss. She choked willingly on the jizz he ejaculated in her dirty orifice but she kept his delicious softening cock in her mouth till she also had an orgasm - her first with Jason and judging by the taste of his cum it wouldn't be the last. Once the pleasure waves of her second orgasm had faded she got up.

"I am having a meeting with my agent later, after that I am having a photoshoot for a magazine. Can you prepare the limousine?" she said while cleaning the cumm and the saliva with her fingers. She kept eye contact with him as she deliberately and in the most vulgar way licked her fingers clean as she spoke.

"Of course Miss, whatever you need" he had just finished zipping up his trousers

"I am going for a shower. It was hard training" she said that and headed out, but she only had made a few steps when she stopped and turned towards him. "On the other hand we have a lot of time till my appointment. I need some help in the bathroom, if you don't mind." she looked at him defiantly.

"Well...." he was not able to react at all.

"I am kidding" she laughed. "But don't hesitate next time." she exited the room.

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