Brittany vs. Justin
By Madcat
Brittany teaches her ex-boyfriend a lesson.


The phone rang and Brittany knew instinctively who was on the other end. He
had been calling every day for a couple of weeks now. The blonde superstar
knew she should not answer but could not help herself. She loved to hear the
sound of his voice. The busty lass hopped off her cross trainer and sprinted
to the phone. She wore a white exercise outfit.

"Hey baby," came his sleazy introduction. He slurred his words slightly but
enough to tell Brittany that cocaine still controlled his world.

"Hi, Justin," the superstar replied like a dumbstruck teenager. His voice
always made her feel young and vulnerable.

"Hey baby, I'm in town for the week. Why don't I pop in and we can talk old
times?"

"Ah ... , I'm not sure that's a good idea. I'm married now." She said half
heartedly. Brittany looked down at her heaving breasts and ran her hand across
her flat tummy. She had needs and at the moment Kevin just wasn't getting the
job done. They had been great at first. The hunky dancer knew how to press her
buttons. But he seemed to lose interest lately. Her right brain warned her of
another woman. But her left brain counseled caution. Kevin currently worked
12-16 hr days. She should not expect too much from her heavenly dancer.

"Come on baby, it'll be OK. You know you want to see me."

His response sounded sleazy even to Brittany. But Justin knew her better than
the insecure woman knew herself. She really wanted to see him and perhaps
more.

"OK, OK, come on over. But no fooling around. Remember I'm married."

"Yeah sure, whatever you say sweetheart. See you in an hour."

They hung up and Brittany ran to the shower. She hated to cut her morning
workout short but the girl wanted to be ready for Justin. Two hours of hard
exercise had covered the buxom blonde in glistening perspiration. Brittany
hopped in the shower and let the hot water sooth her aching muscles. Perhaps
it was due to the recent strain of marriage, but for whatever reason, she
pushed her body to the limit every day. Brittany often did three hours of
aerobics in the morning followed by 2 hours of weights in the afternoon.

And when she looked down at her nude body, she still saw FAT. Where any red
blooded man would have seen a voluptuous beauty, Brittany saw more FAT. Her
hands naturally cupped her dripping, C+ cup breasts and her nipples responded
instantly to her touch. She loved her firm treasures more than any other part
of her tanned, toned body and could not resist fondling them a little. The
touching quickly developed into some thing more. Before long her breathing
became labored and one hand migrated downtown.

No use trying to fight it, she thought. It was the same every morning. Her
exercise routine really made her hot. And without a man around, the shower
gave her the chance to relax and enjoy. Soon wave after wave of pleasure swept
thru her.

Brittany quickly washed up after her morning duties. She could have done it
two or three more times, but Justin was coming. And she wanted to be ready.
The superstar threw on the basic cosmetics. If she had known ahead of time,
she would have called her make-up girl but oh well. Next she retreated to her
cavernous bedroom to decide what to wear.

The lonely girl grabbed a black thong first and slipped into it. The small
cloth framed her powerful hips into a wonderful package. She did a double
biceps pose in her full length mirror and Brittany loved the sexy and strong
woman staring back at her. But a thong? Too needy, she thought and switched on
the fly to pink bikini panties. Back at mirror she struck a more girlish pose
with her hair up. Oh yeah, that was it.

She picked a matching pink push up bra that boosted her a full cup size. Her
broad shoulders made cleavage look unnatural so she went for the more lift and
separate look. But again Brittany changed her mind and canned the bra. The
form fitting white top beckoned and she tried it. Her breasts, while not the
biggest on the music scene, sat high and mighty on her chest.

The excited girl spent the next 10 minutes trying on various pants and skirts.
Nothing looked good. Every thing sexy made her look FAT. The doorbell made up
her mind. She jumped into a pair of cut offs and ran downstairs.

The girl opened the door without looking. She knew who it was. Her large
security detail made sure that no unauthorized visitors ever made it to the
door.

"Hey baby," Justin said as he sauntered into her LA mansion. He looked thin
and gaunt. Cocaine could be tough on a person. "How ya' been?"

Brittany arched her eyebrows. "Well, it could be better. My new album never
really took off."

"Yeah, I hear you baby." Justin replied with a wisp of sadness. His career had
tanked over the last year. While Brittany could still draw huge crowds, Justin
barely hung on. His major claim to fame was as a boy toy to rich Hollywood
starlets.

"Just hang in there." She responded to Justin's sad expression. Something
about his phony attitude irked her.

"How about a little welcome kiss?" he said stepping close to his ex-
girlfriend. He never expected her to say no. He might be broke and futureless
but he still had a way with women.

The blonde bombshell hesitated, unsure of herself. She wanted him in the worst
way but something felt wrong. She took a step backwards and said, "Remember
the married thing?"

Justin trapped her against the wall. "Come on, just a little one?"

Confusion set in as she looked up into his pretty blue eyes. This thing was
going way too fast. "OK, just a ... "

He planted whopper on her waiting lips. At first she softened under his
unrelenting passion. But Brittany could not shake that bad feeling and the
guilt that accompanied cheating. She tried to say stop but his tongue
prevented any meaningful sounds. When his hands found her mighty breasts, her
frustration hit the breaking point. In an awesome display of her new girl
power, Brittany gave him a two handed shove that sent him flying.

Justin landed on his butt a few feet away from his ex-girlfriend. His
scrambled mind failed to comprehend the implications of her successful
defense. He smiled and said, "So you want it rough."

Brittany understood his meaning quite clearly. Years ago they often wrestled
as a prelude to more intimate activities. Justin always won and he would
playfully force himself on the more than willing girl. Brittany really enjoyed
submitting to Justin's manhood in this way. It made him into an incredible
lover. But the nubile girl often felt as though she allowed him to win. The
few times that she actually resisted, her ex-boy toy had been unable to subdue
her. Brittany never considered turning the tables on Justin. She loved him at
the time and would not have embarrassed him like that. But now ...

"Yeah, lets get rough." The buxom blonde replied. This solved all of her
problems. If Justin won, and she thought he probably would, then he would
force himself on the willing girl and she could have guiltless sex. If the
girl won then they could try a couple of new tricks Brittany had learned the
past couple of years.

She led him up to her large bedroom to make sure there was no confusion about
what to do after their battle. The girl doffed her cut offs and assumed a
double biceps pose in front her male opponent.

Justin got his first inkling that this fight may be different than their old
ones as he drooled over the buff blonde. He didn't know where to stare. Her
biceps bulge ominously under the thin terri-cloth shirt. They looked soft and
sexy but at the same time large and powerful.. Her breasts also seemed to grow
as she flexed. For a second he thought they might rip thru her over stressed
top. Two rock hard nipples, clearly visible thru the white fabric, emphasized
her glorious female chest.

But it was the defiant look in her eye that scared him the most. The
vulnerable, innocent Brittany had been replaced by something more threatening.

The man summoned his courage and quickly stripped down to his boxers. Not to
be out done by his female foe, he too struck a double biceps pose. Brittany
had to stifle back a laugh at this pathetic display of male weakness and
bravado. While he had almost no body fat to speak of, Justin also had very
little muscle mass. His biceps didn't even come close to the girl's and his
chest lacked anything resembling muscle. The last two years had been tough on
him.

But Justin saw himself the way he wanted to look. Reality rarely intruded on
this boy's mind anymore. And so, he stepped up to the girl and stared down at
her. His 4 inch height advantage gave him a false sense of security. Placing
his hands on his hips, he said, "Your going down, baby."

She responded with another two handed shove that sent him flying back. He
landed unceremoniously on his skinny rear and looked up at his panty clad
opponent. Even his addled brain detected a definite change. Time to get
serious, he thought.

Brittany stared down at her skinny opponent and her confidence sky rocketed.
She put her hands on her wide hips and glared down at Justin, "Is that the
best you got?"

He stared malevolently at the confident blonde and the delicate folds of her
pink panties. Justin realized that he barely knew this girl anymore. She would
never have taunted him in the past. But he also knew exactly what he wanted as
his mind conjured images of her feminine treasure. Why he wanted her so bad,
Justin didn't know. He had prettier, richer and more famous girls. But there
was something about Brittany.

His lust gave him renewed strength and he charged his foe. Justin had been a
fair grappler in junior high and knew just what to do. The girl had no
competitive wrestling experience and just stood there. Justin hit her like a
male freight train and drove the unsuspecting female back to her bed.

Brittany's confidence vanished as she fell back on to the soft comforter. She
almost gave up as Justin pressed his advantage. His manhood rubbed her in all
the right places. But his cocky grin changed her mind.

"I got you now, baby." He wheezed as he finally managed to pin her powerful
arms.

"Oh really," she replied. The girl locked her legs around his waist and
twisted violently. Justin's superior position collapsed under the female
counter attack. He fell to the floor with Brittany draped across his back.

Her hard nipples dug into his skin as the superstar shifted and flipped him
over. A flabbergasted Justin stared up in wonder at his ex-girlfriend. Where
did she learn these moves, he thought as the girl moved in for the pin. He
tried desperately to throw her off and avoid the looming debacle. The trapped
male watched in horror as she bent his arms back and pinned them to the
ground. He bucked wildly but barely moved his female conqueror. She seemed to
weigh a ton.

"I got you now, baby." Brittany said as his resistance faded. She bent over
and kissed him roughly, much like he had done to her in the hallway.

Justin hated being kissed this way. It insulted his coolness and his sense of
manhood. All he could do was turn his head and hope she stopped.

"What's wrong baby? You don't like me to kiss you?" Brittany said mocking him.

"GET OFF ME YOU CRAZY B----!" he screamed.

"Only if you kiss me first." The girl said as she slid up his torso and
straddled his shoulders. The blonde superstar spread her legs slightly so he
had good access to her intimate regions.

"Huh, how can I kiss you," came his confused and weak response.

"Kiss my pussy lover boy. Or we can sit here all day."

Fear raced thru Justin's mind. He wanted out of this place and away from this
new, powerful Brittany. But the steel in her voice scared him. Her pink
panties did look sweet and inviting. Without thinking he lifted his head and
planted a big one on her soft mound. In all their time together, it was the
first time.

And Brittany loved it. She almost exploded with pleasure. The girl
involuntarily grabbed his hair and held him tight against her. Justin panicked
but could not really move his head. She began to grind away and fill his mouth
with her panties. Brittany climaxed quickly and ended his terrifying ordeal.

The girl got up slowly and helped her lover to his feet. She didn't notice him
trembling with exhaustion and fear.

"Oh honey, that was great." She said and tried to give him a hug.

The panicky male pushed her away. "You are crazy." He cried.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Brittany replied. For the first time she saw the
fear in his eyes.

"You, you forced me, me ... " Justin stammered. He could not bring himself to
say the words.

"Justin, you forced me to do lots of things in the past. It didn't bother me."

"But you are a girl."

"Duh." Brittany said as she placed his hand on her heaving breast.

"Girls are not supposed to ... ." He said searching for the words. The touch
of her soft flesh confused the boy even more.

"Beat boys in a fight." She finished for him. "Don't worry about it, silly."

Justin went ballistic. "You didn't beat me. You tricked me. I wasn't really
trying."

"So that's what this is all about. You can't handle getting beat by a girl."
She stepped up into his face and looked into his baby blue eyes.

"That's not it at all." He said, withdrawing his hand from her heavenly
breast. "I just want to go now."

Justin retreated from her without even thinking. Before long she had him
trapped against the wall.

"You aren't leaving until you admit I won. That I'm stronger than you."
Brittany demanded. The little vixen struck another double biceps pose that
struck fear into the male heart. Her muscles looked even bigger than before.

Poor Justin wanted to confess the truth, but could not. His massive, albeit
battered, ego clung tenaciously to male supremacy. "You didn't beat me." He
whispered.

"Prove it then. Pin me and make me submit to you. Just like old times, lover
boy."

The taller male felt like crying under her furious gaze. She had trapped with
his own lies. Justin had to fight her again but the boy was nothing if not
cunning. He hung his head and started to sob.

Brittany's fury subsided and she put her arm around her ex-boyfriend. She felt
his muscles tense unexpectedly and then her body went airborne. His hip toss
took her by complete surprise. The buxom blonde crashed to the ground and
looked up at her attacker. He had changed too. Her old boyfriend would never
have resorted to such deviousness.

Justin followed up quickly with a stomach stomp. The first one almost bounced
off her surprisingly resilient tummy. So he did it again, harder. This one had
the desired effect of forcing her into the fetal position. He jumped on his
downed foe and went for the pin.

"I told you not to mess with me. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson." He
whispered in her ear.

The girl struggled for breath with Justin's weight over her chest. His
surprise attack had hurt her but she could recover. She just needed more time.
Brittany managed to roll onto her stomach and avoid the quick pin.

Her last minute move complicated his plan. Justin needed to flip her over and
stuck his hand between her tanned legs. His fingers brushed against the girl's
moist mound. He could not help rubbing it a little. Her treasure felt soft and
warm thru the pink panties.

This time Brittany plotted a surprise for the unsuspecting male. She moaned in
response to his touch. Justin continued his probing and kissed her gently on
the cheek. The girl leaned on to her side and wrapped her arm around his
shoulder. Then she turned on the power to her choke hold. The man struggled
but could not escape her vise like grip. Brittany flopped him over and bounced
to her feet.

"Nice try jerk, how about a fair fight this time?" she said allowing him to
stand.

A fair fight was the last thing he wanted but the girl didn't give him time to
weasel out. She attacked immediately, grabbed his leg and dumped her ex on the
ground. Brittany could have pinned him then and there but decided not to. He
needed a little lesson in girl power. Instead, she reached down and ripped off
his boxers.

Justin jumped to his feet trying to cover his modesty. "What did you do that
for? That was a $500 pair of shorts."

"I just wanted to see little Justin. Don't worry, I'll pay you back for the
boxers." Brittany teased. She had not had this much fun in a log time.

He didn't see it as fun. Her humor just angered the naked male all the more
and Justin launched one more desperate assault on the hated girl. This attack
lacked his previous strength or speed. Plus the buxom blonde was ready for it.
She snatched his hands out of mid air and stopped his charge dead. Then, in a
dreadful display of female power, she bent him over backwards and forced him
to his knees.

The male fought her all the way but it didn't make a difference. His muscles,
already markedly inferior to hers, had run out of steam. Exercise had never
been a priority for the young man and now he paid for it dearly. Looking
straight ahead, her pink panties filled his vision and brought ominous
portends of the future.

"OK, you win. You are stronger than me. Is that good enough?" he asked.
Somehow the boy knew it would not be enough.

"Submit to me."

"OK, I submit." Justin finally admitted as he gazed up at her dominating
breasts.

"Do you still love me?"

" ... Yes." He lied.

Brittany threw him back down and removed the pink panties of terror. The she
mounted his shoulders. "Do it right this time." The girl commanded.

And he did. Justin had a lot of recent experience with this kind of activity
and he managed rock Brittany's world a few times. How long she kept him with
his head between her thighs, he did not know. It was well into the afternoon
before she tired of his oral massage. When Brittany let him up, they both
noticed little Justin had become big Justin. He wanted relief but the girl
wanted no more of this skinny little relic of her past life.

"Just go." She commanded as she threw him his clothes.

Justin quickly dressed and departed. He should never have come here. He still
had Cameron and needed her now more than ever.

Brittany felt great after this wonderful affair. It revived her both sexually
and mentally. She made a right bicep and ran her fingers over the teaming
muscle. No fat, just good old muscle. Just in time for her afternoon workout,
Brittany stripped off her white top and headed down to her home gym to pump
iron au natural. She wanted to give Kevin a great big surprise when he got
home.