22 Women

You sense their presence before you see them. You sense that the penthouse is filled with people. The door opens and you hear the roar of random conversation slowly halt. You feel all the eyes in the room upon you.

The first familiar face you see, of all people, is Gwyneth Paltrow. Which makes no sense. You wonder, why is Gwyneth Paltrow here? How does she know Scarlett? Sure, she was in Iron Man, but it's not like all the actresses from the Marvel movies know each other.

Then you notice Hayley Atwell and Emily VanCamp from the Captain America movies. Shortly after that you spot Natalie Portman, Kat Dennings and Jaimie Alexander from the Thor movies. Then Zoe Saldana and Karen Gillian from Guardians of the Galaxy. Evangeline Lilly from Ant-Man, Rachel McAdams from Doctor Strange, Brie Larson from Captain Marvel.

You see actresses from movies that you haven't even seen yet. You see Marisa Tomei and Zendaya from Spider-Man, and Tessa Thompson and Lupita Nyong'o from Black Panther. And more and more. Some you don't even recognize. Bit players, unknowns, all gorgeous, all looking at you.

Finally your eyes settle on Elizabeth Olsen and Cobie Smulders as they walk up to you, smiling. "Hi!" Elizabeth says with an excited sparkle in her eye.

Scarlett has brought you here to meet all the most beautiful actresses of the Marvel world. It's almost too much to take in. It's an amazing treat.

You reach out your hand to shake Elizabeth's. Instead she grabs it and places it right on her left breast. Which is.... barely covered by a sheer top.

You need to process this. But you can't possibly. You're looking down at it right now, looking through it at her massive, squeezable breasts.

Is it possible, you wonder, that you were so overwhelmed by a room full of fame, that you missed something important the first time around. You take another look at all the starlets.

Hayley Atwell is squeezed into a black bustier, showing off her great cleavage. Karen Gillian is just wearing a pair of pink panties and a bra. Natalie Portman is wearing a long, glamorous negligee, Evangeline Lilly a tight camisole and boy-shorts, Brie Larson a teddy, Jaimie Alexander another teddy. Cobie Smulders stands before you in a powder blue babydoll negligee.

They're all half dressed. They're all ready for some serious fun.

You turn to Scarlett, your hand still squeezing Elizabeth Olsen's glorious tit.

"I had my night with 22 men. I think you deserve to have your night with 22 women."

And this is the part where you expect to take a deep breath and open your eyes to awake from this magnificent dream. But you don't. You don't wake up.

This is reality.

Okay. First thing's first. Don't faint. Don't blubber. Your brain will never be able to come to terms with this. Don't try. Let your cock do the thinking. And it's more than ready. It feels like it's going to burst out of your jeans.

You see Cobie looking down at it smiling, biting her lip. "I um... don't want to presume... but would you like me to do the honors?"

Say something, stupid. You part your lips and only air comes out. You need to get it together, and quickly.

Scarlett leans in toward your ear and whispers. "Who would you like to do the honors?"