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VIP PassLate night in Las Vegas. Christina Aguilera played smaller shows now that she was no longer a major superstar.
"You got the VIP pass, man?" Terry's friend elbowed him in the ribs, teasing him. They both had a crush on her some 20 years ago, but only Terry had the chance of meeting her.
Terry was 38 years old, but he remembered those old days when Christina was a major star. He came to Vegas for a vacation and paid extra to see this concert. The VIP pass was more valuable than any money he could've dumped in slot machines and at poker tables in casinos. He nodded at his friend and then went to the backstage area, showing the security his VIP pass to get in.
He was led down the hall to a backstage area, and up a set of stairs. Christina's dressing room was quiet. He could hear her voice, slightly raspy from the show, echoing through the walls as she talked to someone on the phone. He waited around and her voice went quiet after she was done with the phone call. The door swung open and she looked at him. Christina's hair was platinum blonde, looking like it was straight out of the year of 2003. She was wearing black fishnet stockings and a red bustier. She grinned at him, eyes going up and down to check out his body of an average build.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Terry," he said with a smile.
"Tonight might just be your lucky night, Mr. Terry. I'm looking for some company. Why don't you come in my room?"
"You're inviting me?"
"Did I fucking stutter?" she replied with a laugh. That was how Christina got her point across that she wanted him.
Terry's heart pounded in his chest like a loud, rapid bass drum as he stepped into her dressing room. The scent of her perfume filled the air, a mix of jasmine and vanilla, sweet yet seductive. The walls were covered in gold records and glamour shots from her heyday. That was something unexpected. Off to the side was a big velvet red couch in the shape of a pair of lips. It became clear to him this wasn't just her room. She had it customized for the purpose of an intimate experience... but being Christina Aguilera, he wondered if that meant she would go full Xtina on him and be a Dirrty girl.
Christina sailed over to him, her stockings whispering against her thighs with every step. She placed her hand on his chest, a gesture that was as possessive as it was seductive. "You look so nervous, Terry," she said, her voice purring. "Don't be. I promise I'll make it worth your while." She took his hand and led him to the couch, her eyes locked on his, as she pulled off his shirt. Once it hit the floor, she unbuttoned her bustier and began sliding it off, letting her big breasts loose. He couldn't remember Christina having such giant tits, but Terry wasn't complaining. She didn't wear a thong or anything, so he could see how wet her pussy was.
Her knees hit the floor and then she got off his shoes and grabbed the front of his pants. Pulling them loose, she pushed his pants and underwear down at the same time to make his big cock flop free. It sprang out, smacking her against the face. Christina breathed across it as she wrapped her fingers around the pole, squeezing it tightly like a vice. It made him get more excited before she pushed it into her mouth and started sucking.
Terry's eyes rolled into the back of his head as she worked her magic. It had been a while since anyone had given him head, let alone Xtina fucking Aguilera.
"Yes, yes!" He yelled as she pushed his cock down her throat, showing off some great gag reflexes. Christina pulled back and bobbed her lips up and down, sucking his dick hard.
Her mouth was hot and wet, and she used her tongue to play with the tip, swirling it around like she was licking an ice cream cone. The feeling was incredible. It had been so long since anyone had given him head, and now here he was with Christina Aguilera on her knees, sucking his dick like she was starved for one. She moved her lips up and down, continuing as she gagged and drooled all over his dick. She stopped sucking and pulled it from her lips, just so she could spit on it and break away the drool strings. Then she went back to sucking, pushing it down her throat again to gag herself.
Raising her head, she pulled it from her mouth and breathed hard. She spit on it again and then Terry watched her raise those big tits up. She sandwiched his cock between them and he knew just what to do. She moaned as he thrust, fucking her big tits. "That's it, fuck my tits!"
Christina's words sent a shiver down Terry's spine as he obeyed, his cock sliding between her soft, round mounds. He was so excited, he could barely contain himself and was losing all control as he pumped away, fucking her tits as well as he could. The friction was heavenly and the tunnel of her cleavage was so soft. He felt like he was going to cum right then and there, but he knew he had to hold back for the main event which would be her pussy. As he slowed down, she looked at him and grinned. Christina lowered her head and spit on his cock as it poked up, and then Terry stopped.
She got up from the floor, taking his hand and leading him to the big red couch. Terry sat down and Christina climbed atop, straddling him. She held his cock up so she could impale herself down on it, sending his shaft into her tight cunt.
"Oh, fuck!" he gasped as she slammed down on him. She was so wet and ready for this, grinding her hips down on him and making her titties bounce around. Christina knew what she wanted and she was getting it in the way she rode him hard from the start. He felt like he was in heaven as she moved up and down, working his cock around inside her. She leaned back, her tits bouncing with every bounce on his cock, and her hand reached down to play with her clit as she did. Terry placed his hands on her great big boobs, squeezing them hard. "Fuck me, Christina!"
Christina's eyes closed as she worked herself up and down on him, her pussy getting wetter with each thrust. She felt his big shaft throbbing inside her, knew he was getting close, and that only spurred her on more. She wanted him to fill her up with his hot cum. There wouldn't be a change up or moving into another position. Once she had a cock inside her, Christina didn't let them pull out. She continued to rock herself on him as he squeezed her breasts and played with her nipples.
She had the look of a woman who was about to come and she wasn't going to hold back. He swallowed his breath, feeling the rush begin to overwhelm him. She had him right on the edge, ready to fill her pussy up.
Her movements grew more erratic, hair swinging in her face. "Oh, fuck, Terry, yes!" she screamed, her body tensing up as she rode him faster and faster. Then it happened, as they both reached their climax together. Terry screamed out, "OHHHHH FUCK!!!" Christina's pussy tightened around him as she came, her body spasming as he filled her with his hot cum. She threw her head back, arching her back, and he could see the pleasure etched on her face as she enjoyed the feeling of him shooting his load into her. She stopped and then climbed off him, pulling his dick out of her cunt.
Good thing he had a VIP pass tonight.
The End.
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